God Almighty!
A thunderclap exploded in Lorne's mind.
"Omniscient and omnipotent." The words slipped out instinctively.
"The omniscient, omnipotent being of myth. Could this world really have something to do with God Almighty?"
"Don't tell me transmigration was God Almighty's idea of a joke."
Forcing down his shock, Lorne focused on the mural.
Before the cross stood an imposing figure, surrounded by angels with two, four, and six wings.
This looks awfully familiar... God Almighty and angels. These images fit my impressions from before I transmigrated.
"This symbol of the cross can't possibly be a coincidence."
"Could these angels be the legendary Michael, Gabriel...?"
His gaze continued downward. The imposing figure before the cross, shrouded in holy radiance, held an ancient, unadorned stone slate in both hands before his chest.
"The Blasphemy Slate!"
Lorne could not help crying out. The Blasphemy Slate was the starting point of this world's mysticism. According to legend, every potion formula had originated from it.
"Could God Almighty have created this world and then...?"
No, that's not right... Lorne realized he might have been approaching this the wrong way.
This God Almighty might not be that God Almighty... Even Roselle got to play Emperor Caesar. If a Transmigrator arrived early enough and gained enough power, reenacting a creation myth wouldn't be impossible.
After all, cosplay really is pretty entertaining. Using a cross as a holy emblem might just be a way to enjoy playing the part.
So this was the church of some Transmigrator predecessor?
Or was it...
"Hey, are you all right?" Tracy asked, watching the silent Lorne.
"What do you make of this mural?" Lorne asked.
"A creation myth..." Tracy turned her gaze toward it.
"The Blasphemy Slate... the legendary Creator?" She seemed to have recognized what was depicted on the mural as