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After chatting with a genuine Outer Deity for a while, the True Creator felt that he had developed many new ideas.
He was also more certain that if an Outer Deity capable of communication appeared on Earth-there was not even any need to discuss whether they possessed sufficient reason or a decent temper-the Seven Gods would surely be able to open up a new path to survival, to put it mildly.
People often said that human nature could not withstand testing. There did seem to be some truth to that.
"It is only natural for gods to judge things by their own authorities. For instance, the Mother Goddess judges all living beings to be her children, and believes they should be. She deeply loves you humans, and also loves the feeling of being a 'mother' who controls, kills, and continually gives birth to you anew. Likewise, the Mother Tree believes all life should faithfully serve desire and freely unleash malice. No matter how much temperance the Prisoner Pathway exercises, there will come a moment of eruption, and it will inevitably draw closer to the image of the 'Mother of Desires.' The Lord of Mysteries toys as he pleases with the fates of gods, himself included, tirelessly creating 'errors' that did not exist, while you-no, the Primordial-have always fulfilled the duty of omniscience and omnipotence while taming humans into your lambs... Every god has their own way of existing, and hopes to become the universe's final truth-the Oldest One."
"This is how the gods outside live, something beyond your imagination."
Sitting on the sofa beside him, the True Creator nodded thoughtfully.
"This is indeed a way of life we would neither choose nor actively explore, but how do you cope with madness while living like this?"
The Monarch of Decay