[SHE IS... His favorite cluster of gods plus Nameless and Lavi... Eto and Four are okay... Childe he is familiar with at least even though he would also be delighted to permakill Childe for good. What a crew.
Also she is so valid because he feels the exact same way, good lord.]
They should count themselves lucky that she's here at all. Without her, I'd say their chances of success would be more than halved.
[By his tone, he seems to think that would be funny.]
I'd probably say so. Lu Bixing may have been able to figure something out, but she has been an extremely helpful hand.
[ she hasn't really contributed much herself but, she's an archangel and Constellation. she will involve herself when needed-- however, other than a comment or two, it seemed better to observe. ]
I do wonder what will happen...
[ but then, a monitor flicks into life and it is memtime! ]
A sun enveloped in pure flames was rising up high above the wide-open ceiling of the hall.
However, this sun belonged to neither Surya nor Apollo. And in the center of this exploding sun, ominous-looking sunspots were growing larger. No Constellations that most knew of this turn possessed a Sun that horrifying.
It was the power belonging to an existence most didn't know of. The sun now enveloped in jet-black flames suddenly cracked like an eggshell and blinding rays of light exploded out.
The arsonist responsible for burning down the forest showed itself in the center of the light. A silhouette simply too beautiful to label as a mere arsonist wavered about. An existence was spreading out her purest-white wings right before them all.
A veiled person looks up, and a name escapes them.
[[The ‘Living Flame’.]]
With his trademark disinterested voice, the person addressed another. [[Now do you understand? This is the consequence of distorting the world-line.]]
As his words came to an end, a sword wrapped in the most brilliant, luminous flames began pointing in their direction. It was the sword of an Archangel that one could be intimately familiar with.
Why would they not notice it? Maybe, they didn’t want to know in the first place.
That these flames could be this hot and this merciless.
That the flames meant to burn demons could also burn other beings, too.
The sword [Flames of Retribution], now completely covered in [Hellfire], was glowing brightly. The owner of the sword was smiling. And with an utterly terrifying expression that most had never witnessed before, she opened her mouth to speak.
[[I’ve been searching for you for a very long time, Yoo Joonghyuk from the 1863rd turn.]]
The eyes of the Archangel who judged everything now blazed in pitch-black flames.
[[Oh, the Outer God who ruined my world.]]
It was Uriel.
That light in her eyes, that killing intent. They were exactly the same as that of the Archangel they knew, yet they were also different.
This was Uriel’s true appearance, the cold-blooded and cruel judge. She was the being that burned all the enemies caught by the [Flame of Retribution] for the sake of righteousness.
⸢This Uriel had reached her own ‘Conclusion’, and...⸥
[< Star Stream > is observing the entrance of the new ‘Outer God’.]
[< Star Stream > is deciphering whether to allow the target’s Probability or not!]
⸢And, she came this far to kill the ‘Secretive Plotter’.⸥
The [Flames of Retribution] moved in Uriel’s hands. The blade that melted the entirety of the forest flew in, but the Plotter lightly shifted his head out of the way. The weapon missed him by a hair’s breadth and instead, blew away half of the hall and set it on fire.
[GahAhAhAhAhAh]
Outer Gods, shocked by the merciless destruction, screamed out loudly.
The [Flames of Retribution] moved again, this time with enough Status to blow the entire hall away. Even Surya back in the original novel’s 265th turn was not as powerful as this when he destroyed Earth.
This time, a humongous meteor was descending from the tip of the [Flames of Retribution]. It contained enough power to blow away this forest and then, maybe even erase this entire dimension along the way, too.
In the end, the ‘Secretive Plotter’ had to step forward. Pitch-black particles shot out as he swung the [Heaven Shaking Sword] vigorously. It was the power of a Great Fable. The dark Status spread out like a huge wall and defended against the meteor’s impact.
Kwaaaa-boooom!!
Violent gusts of wind whipped about near the base of the forest, and the uprooted trees were flung up into the air. Whirlwinds made out of flames were completely annihilating everything in the vicinity.
“Look, man! Why is Uriel attacking you??”
Uriel began speaking again. [[Oh, I ask you, the Outer God. I hope that you haven’t forgotten about the events of the 999th turn.]]
[[...I do remember.]]
[[That’s good.]]
The blade of the enraged Uriel contained the Fable she had compiled so far.
[Great Fable, ‘Flames of Eternity’, has begun its storytelling!]
Her Great Fable burned fiercely.
⸢”Master, we’re almost there. We just have to go a little bit further, you know!”⸥
That was a younger girl’s voice.
Words began telling their story.
⸢”Joonghyuk-ssi, just hold on for a little longer. We’re almost there!”⸥
999th turn’s Yoo Joonghyuk, having lost his left arm, right leg, and both of his eyes, was there. This Yoo Joonghyuk only lived for the sake of his companions.
His world was dyed in darkness, but one voice entered it like a ray of light. A voice that belonged to Uriel.
⸢[Conquering King, you must stay with us.]⸥
That’s right. Uriel was also accompanying them in the 999th turn.
She was Yoo Joonghyuk’s comrade. For the sake of a man who risked his everything to fight, the Archangel willingly became his ally.
⸢[The Conclusion to this world is just around the corner.]⸥
As the stories told that tale, Uriel continued to stare mercilessly at the two before her.
[[I shall avenge my world-line in this place.]]
She was here to avenge her comrades’ grudges against the ‘Outer God’ from then. Her boundless and justified wrath filled her true voice.
[[Just like how you stole away all that’s precious to me, I shall do the same to you.]]
[Likewise, considering he's always been something of an observer himself, he has no real intention of stepping in and acting. Maybe not even if he's asked directly, because he's a little shit.
That said, as he opens his mouth to reply, he's WHOPPED BY A MEMORY INSTEAD...
Watching it unfold is... Fascinating, honestly. He doesn't feel any fear, because he's a creature that feels that emotion very sparingly, but there's something about seeing this very clearly otherworldly being descend and wreak such havoc in mere flicks of the wrist that still inspires something like awe.
Maybe he shouldn't admire power like this when it comes in the form of anguish or vengeance, but of course he does. He understands it intimately, after all - just how intensely and how far that desire for revenge can push someone.
As the memory draws to a close, he's quiet for a second before glancing over.]
[ fortunately, it isn't the first time this has been on display, so there isn't a moment of confusion. the mixture of her memories with another uriel's. she's better prepared for it as she keeps herself composed.
she glances briefly to him, before back at the monitor. ]
An undying wrath that burned hotter than any Sun. Given that very fury is what pushed her to transcend into an Outer God, just to traverse worldlines to seek vengeance from the one being that ripped her Conclusion away and wronged her.
[ she cannot even deny that as herself, because it is. sure, her of another worldline, but if her own fate led up to such events-- she could be that very image they saw. boundless fury, a pool of wrath overflowing with a fire that only sought out destruction. she technically has been that destruction before-- has the mere potential to be, so it's not that far from the truth. ]
[He watches her as she speaks, like he's searching her expressions for something. What that is, not even he's entirely sure - but he watches nonetheless.
Typically, he tends to pry or leave things alone as the whim strikes, often erring on the side of caution with the assumption that the more he asks, the more others will ask for in return. But in the face of something like this, of course he's curious.]
What do you think of, when you see something like this?
[Pity, maybe, for what she lost? Or sorrow, because pity is too cruel of an emotion? He thinks he would personally feel quite irritated if some other version of himself was able to reach such levels of power through fury alone, but he supposes his fury also led to his godhood in many senses.]
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Also she is so valid because he feels the exact same way, good lord.]
They should count themselves lucky that she's here at all. Without her, I'd say their chances of success would be more than halved.
[By his tone, he seems to think that would be funny.]
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and they agree on this, yeah. ]
I'd probably say so. Lu Bixing may have been able to figure something out, but she has been an extremely helpful hand.
[ she hasn't really contributed much herself but, she's an archangel and Constellation. she will involve herself when needed-- however, other than a comment or two, it seemed better to observe. ]
I do wonder what will happen...
[ but then, a monitor flicks into life and it is memtime! ]
However, this sun belonged to neither Surya nor Apollo. And in the center of this exploding sun, ominous-looking sunspots were growing larger. No Constellations that most knew of this turn possessed a Sun that horrifying.
It was the power belonging to an existence most didn't know of. The sun now enveloped in jet-black flames suddenly cracked like an eggshell and blinding rays of light exploded out.
The arsonist responsible for burning down the forest showed itself in the center of the light. A silhouette simply too beautiful to label as a mere arsonist wavered about. An existence was spreading out her purest-white wings right before them all.
A veiled person looks up, and a name escapes them.
[[The ‘Living Flame’.]]
With his trademark disinterested voice, the person addressed another. [[Now do you understand? This is the consequence of distorting the world-line.]]
As his words came to an end, a sword wrapped in the most brilliant, luminous flames began pointing in their direction. It was the sword of an Archangel that one could be intimately familiar with.
Why would they not notice it? Maybe, they didn’t want to know in the first place.
That these flames could be this hot and this merciless.
That the flames meant to burn demons could also burn other beings, too.
The sword [Flames of Retribution], now completely covered in [Hellfire], was glowing brightly. The owner of the sword was smiling. And with an utterly terrifying expression that most had never witnessed before, she opened her mouth to speak.
[[I’ve been searching for you for a very long time, Yoo Joonghyuk from the 1863rd turn.]]
The eyes of the Archangel who judged everything now blazed in pitch-black flames.
[[Oh, the Outer God who ruined my world.]]
It was Uriel.
That light in her eyes, that killing intent. They were exactly the same as that of the Archangel they knew, yet they were also different.
This was Uriel’s true appearance, the cold-blooded and cruel judge. She was the being that burned all the enemies caught by the [Flame of Retribution] for the sake of righteousness.
⸢This Uriel had reached her own ‘Conclusion’, and...⸥
[< Star Stream > is deciphering whether to allow the target’s Probability or not!]
⸢And, she came this far to kill the ‘Secretive Plotter’.⸥
The [Flames of Retribution] moved in Uriel’s hands. The blade that melted the entirety of the forest flew in, but the Plotter lightly shifted his head out of the way. The weapon missed him by a hair’s breadth and instead, blew away half of the hall and set it on fire.
[GahAhAhAhAhAh]
Outer Gods, shocked by the merciless destruction, screamed out loudly.
This time, a humongous meteor was descending from the tip of the [Flames of Retribution]. It contained enough power to blow away this forest and then, maybe even erase this entire dimension along the way, too.
In the end, the ‘Secretive Plotter’ had to step forward. Pitch-black particles shot out as he swung the [Heaven Shaking Sword] vigorously. It was the power of a Great Fable. The dark Status spread out like a huge wall and defended against the meteor’s impact.
Kwaaaa-boooom!!
Violent gusts of wind whipped about near the base of the forest, and the uprooted trees were flung up into the air. Whirlwinds made out of flames were completely annihilating everything in the vicinity.
“Look, man! Why is Uriel attacking you??”
Uriel began speaking again. [[Oh, I ask you, the Outer God. I hope that you haven’t forgotten about the events of the 999th turn.]]
[[...I do remember.]]
[[That’s good.]]
The blade of the enraged Uriel contained the Fable she had compiled so far.
[Great Fable, ‘Flames of Eternity’, has begun its storytelling!]
Her Great Fable burned fiercely.
As the stories told that tale, Uriel continued to stare mercilessly at the two before her.
[[I shall avenge my world-line in this place.]]
She was here to avenge her comrades’ grudges against the ‘Outer God’ from then. Her boundless and justified wrath filled her true voice.
[[Just like how you stole away all that’s precious to me, I shall do the same to you.]]
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That said, as he opens his mouth to reply, he's WHOPPED BY A MEMORY INSTEAD...
Watching it unfold is... Fascinating, honestly. He doesn't feel any fear, because he's a creature that feels that emotion very sparingly, but there's something about seeing this very clearly otherworldly being descend and wreak such havoc in mere flicks of the wrist that still inspires something like awe.
Maybe he shouldn't admire power like this when it comes in the form of anguish or vengeance, but of course he does. He understands it intimately, after all - just how intensely and how far that desire for revenge can push someone.
As the memory draws to a close, he's quiet for a second before glancing over.]
...An impressive fury.
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she glances briefly to him, before back at the monitor. ]
An undying wrath that burned hotter than any Sun. Given that very fury is what pushed her to transcend into an Outer God, just to traverse worldlines to seek vengeance from the one being that ripped her Conclusion away and wronged her.
[ she cannot even deny that as herself, because it is. sure, her of another worldline, but if her own fate led up to such events-- she could be that very image they saw. boundless fury, a pool of wrath overflowing with a fire that only sought out destruction. she technically has been that destruction before-- has the mere potential to be, so it's not that far from the truth. ]
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Typically, he tends to pry or leave things alone as the whim strikes, often erring on the side of caution with the assumption that the more he asks, the more others will ask for in return. But in the face of something like this, of course he's curious.]
What do you think of, when you see something like this?
[Pity, maybe, for what she lost? Or sorrow, because pity is too cruel of an emotion? He thinks he would personally feel quite irritated if some other version of himself was able to reach such levels of power through fury alone, but he supposes his fury also led to his godhood in many senses.]