Apostle of the Goddess of War

Chapter 184

Ch.184 Apostle of the Goddess of War

Sion accepted and drank the water droplet created by the God of Destruction. The sight of a round spherical water droplet floating was amazing.

The God of Destruction looked blankly at the hand, full of dust and sighed.

"I feel strangely like emotions are forming…."

"Why?"

Declaring a truce, Sion asked with slightly relaxed tension. The God of Destruction blinked and answered.

"Since being trapped in the shell called a physical body, I have changed. This kind of thing…… I did not expect."

"You've become human-like."

"Yes, I suppose you could see it that way."

"Even the God of Destruction has things he can't do. How novel."

Sion laughed refreshingly. He thought so sincerely.

"Pretending to be omnipotent."

"……This is not the time to get angry at you. I am grasping the problem."

"I think I know?"

The God of Destruction lifted his head. He asked from a low position for the first time after descending.

"What?"

"That you are not perfect in the end."

The God of Destruction's expression distorted. It was a more emotional expression than any Goddess Sion had seen.

Even Magoth from the worst times was not this much. It was a diverse emotional change like a neighborhood childhood friend.

Sion spoke calmly.

"They say it's a flawless crystal born through two Supreme Goddesses, but it was the same in the end."

"……Me?"

"Yes, there is nothing perfect. Even for a Supreme Goddess."

"Humanity and unnecessary emotions cannot be removed? Even for me?"

The God of Destruction sat on the floor as if tired. Sion also slumped down opposite him. No strength remained. The Goddesses also barely caught their breath.

"I will think for a moment. Wait."

"I will bother you."

"Talk as much as you want. It's enough if I put up a barrier."

The God of Destruction actually put up a barrier. Sound absorption was perfect, and physical blocking was flawless.

However, it could not block vision. The God of Destruction had to keep watching Sion tapping the barrier.

It was unlucky to see him tapping the barrier with an annoying face.

'Annoying……. It's annoying.'

The God of Destruction gradually became anxious. He was swayed and his emotions went back and forth more than he thought.

The God of Destruction himself was anxious and flustered. He grabbed his head and gritted his teeth.

'I-if it goes like this, I'll become a much more unstable existence than Serine!'

'I-if it goes like this, I'll become a much more unstable existence than Serine!'

It was useless to deny it strongly. The strongest denial is extreme affirmation.

The God of Destruction's eyes widened.

'I. Am not a perfect existence?'

'Does it make sense to be shaken and contaminated this easily?'

'Impurities should have been filtered out through Serine?'

The God of Destruction looked back on the past with a bleak gaze. Nothing was caught. It felt as if even his soul had hardened.

'No way. Did Eru do something?'

No, no.

'There's no way……. The one who lost power long ago and was swayed by Serine.'

The God of Destruction was shocked anew.

'Since when am I recognizing the two of them by name?'

If at first he recognized them merely as shells he passed through, now he was feeling something like a biological sister or parent.

It was truly hard to deny now. A heavy and uncomfortable truth bound the God of Destruction like shackles.

'I have changed. No, I was destined to change from the start.'

It was fate to become like this from the moment of contact with humans or Goddesses.

'Even I, the Supreme Goddess, was designed to become so.'

An existence above the Supreme Goddess?

Something of a higher dimension?

It may exist, or it may not.

It was not important in the current situation. He could not meet them, and their existence was not even certain.

Because even the Supreme Goddess does not know his own birth reason and the starting point of the world.

He does not concentrate on things he cannot answer even if he thinks.

Just, the failure of the existence called God of Destruction was important.

"Haha. Hahaha…."

The God of Destruction shook his body and laughed.

He removed the barrier. He met eyes with Sion and asked.

"I admit I have changed. Yes, thinking again, it's really uncomfortable and useless."

"But there are many good points."

"I am not interested in human joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures."

"Even if you're not interested, you feel it. You'll be annoyed by my words now, and want to kill me."

"……You."

The God of Destruction closed his mouth. He wondered if all humans were this annoying.

"That's how individuals fight, it spreads to groups, and wars happen."

"As expected, it's useless. Your words refuted you."

"No. It's true that war must disappear, but it can never be eliminated."

The God of Destruction tilted his head. This annoying human's words make one focus involuntarily. There was charm.

"Like the emotions you realized belatedly."

"Hm?"

"Even an absolute god cannot remove it. That's what humans are. Unnecessary, irrational, and inaccurate. But we live carrying it."

"Why?"

Sion answered with a smile.

"What if everyone was like you in the beginning? If humans made by copying people like you lived in the world?"

"It would be a paradise on earth."

"No."

"?"

"It's a dead world. You are perfect, so everything will become perfect."

"Then it's good."

Sion agreed entirely. Yes, it's good.

"But we live because we cannot achieve that. Fiercely. Fighting our own wars every day."

"Hmm…."

"If it's emotions even an absolute god cannot throw away, we live carrying them."

"It doesn't seem like there's a reason to live enduring even that?"

Sion shook his head.

Sion recalled good memories. They were memories that made him smile involuntarily.

There were times even before losing parents and home to war that were happy.

"It will surely be hard. But there are happy and joyful moments. We live for that. You said you're not interested, but humans live for that."

The God of Destruction still did not understand. He thought he would not accept what this foolish human claimed until he died.

"I may not understand, but I think I know what you're trying to say. You want to comply with the unfair fate given and live."

"Correct."

Sion snapped his fingers. He laughed at the excessively light and human attitude.

This situation really felt like chatter between humans.

Sion continued speaking. It seemed he intended to wage war with his mouth instead of blades on this opportunity. It is the most difficult but cheapest means of war.

"Watching from close while assisting the Goddesses, I felt it. Goddesses hate and despise humanity more than anyone, but they are the source of humanity."

"Hmm."

"I think it's right to correct the word too. Not humanity, but Goddess-nature. Impurities born from Goddesses. They are actually beautiful. I dislike thinking of them as impurities."

The God of Destruction listened to Sion's story quietly.

And all Goddesses were listening to Sion's story. Because they were all connected to Sion without exception.

"Goddess's nature, huh…."

Magoth muttered with a subtle smile. Achille and other Goddesses had similar feelings.

Humans were trying to protect the emotions and impurities they hated so much, regarding them as sublime and beautiful.

It was a perspective they had never thought of or heard of.

"Fresh."

Goldina also laughed briefly. She still didn't agree, but it was a claim worth hearing.

The God of Destruction opened his mouth again.

To Sion, to a human, to the representative of the world, he asked.

"Human. Let me ask one thing."

"Yes. Please speak."

"I still believe my thoughts are right."

"Is that so? Probably."

Sion listened without changing expression. He thought it wouldn't change easily, so there was no impact.

"Your claim is ultimately the perspective of the living. I don't believe all those who died painfully will agree with your thoughts."

"I know well. I once resented the world too. Luckily, I survived and accumulated happy moments. Those who died will wish for destruction."

"Good that you know well."

The God of Destruction took a long deep breath. The dust had almost settled. They might be approaching the end of the war from the truce, or they might resume war.

All Goddesses and humans listening swallowed dry saliva.

"That is the reason. If there is even one unhappy person, it is not perfect. So humanity…… Goddess-nature is imperfect, and this world is not needed."

"Needed, you say."

"It is right for the world to be destroyed."

"My persuasion was useless."

The God of Destruction said firmly.

"Listen to the story until the end."

"Ah, yes."

"This is also human impurity."

"You're going too far."

The God of Destruction gazed at Sion. At this moment too, he saw a man laughing playfully.

He thought destroying was right, but from the moment emotions entered, he could not make a decision.

'I can't. Why?'

He still found it hard to accept that letting them live in pain for the sake of the very few happiness claimed by that human was truly right.

The vicious intention to continue a worthless life while resisting terribly without complying with an unfair and painful fate was annoying.

It wouldn't be just that human. That human is ultimately the representative of humanity and Goddesses. Everyone's opinion would be projected.

The God of Destruction gritted his teeth. Knowing that snapping his fingers and exploding and evaporating everything was the most perfect ending…… he still listened to that human's story.

At the end, it was a case of ruining everything with his own hands.

The impurity he hated and tried to remove so much invaded the God of Destruction's reason.

This was a result worse than Eru or Serine. If it were like this, it would have been better to live inside them continuously.

'To be swayed this much by a few light tongue plays.'

Grind.

The God of Destruction ground his teeth again. Teeth forming the physical body broke and rolled around in the mouth. Even such trivial things were full of unnecessary elements.

Ptooey.

The God of Destruction spat.

'It would be good if I could spit it out that easily.'

It was a result decided from the moment he realized there was something he could not do even by himself.

Destroying this world was also just his imperfect choice of an imperfect self.

Whoosh.

'Huh? The killing intent?'

Sion sensed a subtle change. No killing intent or fierce energy was felt from the God of Destruction. It was visible that his expression had become gentle from the start.

"It is the end of the war. The World War you spoke of…… I will end it."

"What do you mean?"

The God of Destruction stood up. His body floated slowly.

Turning his back, he looked at the scene of destruction he had walked.

Nothing remained. There was no land to step on, not even the sea to be the source of life.

Only some land that the God of Destruction had not yet destroyed remained.

"Human. I will stop here. I will not undo my actions. Because I still believe I am right."

"Is that so? That much is, well, okay."

The worst was avoided. Stopping the God of Destruction was as good as saving the world.

"I will not apologize for all the existences I destroyed. There is no reason, nor thought."

"It's sad, but yes, I understand."

"The best I can do is just disappear."

Sion did not answer. He just looked at the same place.

Void, itself.

But in Sion's eyes, it also looked like infinite possibilities to fill again.

"If I disappear, there is no Supreme Goddess now. Goddesses will completely lose Divine power and abilities, and you won't be able to use power beyond the vessel like now."

"Yes."

"Is it really okay?"

Sion nodded without hesitation.

"It is enough if I have colleagues, friends, and family."

"Good. Live in pain from now on too. Foolish human."

"To the imperfect God of Destruction. Goodbye."

Light rose, and Sion closed his eyes for a moment because it was bright, then opened them.

When he opened his eyes again, the existence beside him was not visible.

"Gone…."

The God of Destruction disappeared.

He destroyed himself and completely vanished from the world.

Thump!

Simultaneously, Sion also fell. Flying ability disappeared.

He didn't float too high, so it ended with sitting on his buttocks.

"He really disappeared."