Chapter 454: Apocalypse (5)
Isaac felt like he was going to vomit.
The moment he faced the Mother of All Gods, he felt like something inside him had broken. The broken part was somewhere deep that couldn't be fixed, feeling as solid as if it had been his from the start.
But Isaac realized the reality.
The Mother of All Gods was indeed approaching.
There was only one way to solve this problem.
That everyone would forget the existence of Chaos again.
"That is…"
Isaac already knew the method. No, he had to.
If the Mother of All Gods was allowed to descend like this, the resentment of the Chaos followers would turn into anger and sweep the world.
But how? Could he not mess it up this time?
Krrrrrr. The sky trembled violently, and light and vibration echoed.
Isaac felt the power and momentum of the angels. The Lighthouse Keeper and the angels under him, realizing the abnormal situation, had arrived. They didn't even have the leeway to find the sinner to punish.
No, Isaac himself had to deliver the punishment.
Crack.
Isaac snapped back to his senses from the sudden pain.
White Owl was beside Isaac, holding his hand with sad eyes.
"Okay, Isaac, that's all I wanted to show you."
[Nameless Chaos is watching you.]
Isaac was about to say something when he looked down at his left hand. Midas' Hand disappeared like dust, and White Owl was holding a dagger instead. His left hand was almost split in half. Isaac looked at White Owl, not understanding what it meant.
"You'll know what you have to do, or rather, you'll know what's happening."
As White Owl said, Isaac knew what was going to happen from now on.
That incident that was mentioned in countless histories but never written in detail.
Isaac was experiencing that incident directly.
"Make a wish."
"May everyone forget Chaos… Give us the power to bring about the end, Mother of All Gods!"
At that moment, Isaac shouted as if he were having a seizure. He hurriedly covered his mouth, but it was already too late. He didn't know what was happening. It was as if something was strongly consuming his body.
No, it was Isaac who was consuming the body.
From the beginning, Isaac had been consuming another's body.
The one, "the man in the yellow robe," regained his ego as he faced the Mother of All Gods.
Drip, drip, drip...
Suddenly, rain poured down from the sky. No, it was blood with a sweet smell.
Rushing dark clouds were pouring sticky fluid onto the ground. The light and roar of angels fighting within echoed like thunder, but the downpour, already made of someone's blood, was pouring down on the world without any sign of stopping.
"P-Priest? What is this rain…"
"Mother is shedding tears of emotion."
Isaac, no, the owner of the body Isaac was consuming, said with a bright smile.
Isaac realized that the owner of this body was already insane. The moment he directly witnessed the Mother of All Gods, his mind was twisted.
"Drink the rain! It is the sacred blood bestowed by the Mother!"
However, the followers could not follow his words. The bodies of the followers already soaked in blood were slowly changing. Their limbs became limp as if they had no bones, melting and sticking together without distinction from the person next to them. From their mouths, which were about to scream, other unidentified organs stretched out irregularly.
The man in the yellow robe was filled with joy as he watched the scene.
There is a god who listens to our voices. We are no longer abandoned weaklings!
On the other hand, White Owl had a painful expression. Pain, regret, and remorse were thickly embedded in her eyes. But White Owl calmly wrapped his hand and whispered.
"Your wish shall be fulfilled."
At the same time as those words, White Owl's hand, which was wrapping the man's hand, began to turn into a purple tentacle. White Owl had begun the apostasy she had 'prepared' herself.
But it was not for the Mother of All Gods.
"I will start the end."
White Owl did so.
However, by changing the order a little.
As an angel serving Chaos, White Owl decided the order of the end.
First, the end of the followers of the Chaos God began.
***
No one knew what happened.
The Mother of All Gods disappeared from everyone's memories.
Historical revision due to the Urbansus Revision.
And at the same time, the Chaos followers whose bodies had already been handed over to the Mother of All Gods became rootless beings.
Rootless beings could not take root and stand in the world.
Crackle.
Isaac witnessed the old woman beside him crumbling into white sand from her fingertips. The old woman couldn't ask what was happening or ask for help. Her face had already turned into a cluster of countless tentacles.
Those who were most corrupted quickly turned into white sand and crumbled. Those who were less corrupted screamed and ran away, but the inevitable denial of existence was approaching. Because the area around Isaac was the fastest to corrupt, the white sands flowed down as if rippling.
Even the monsters that were encroaching on the Outer Boundary collapsed into sand. The soldiers and priests who didn't know the situation cheered, but even among them, there were those who turned into white sand.
Isaac looked down below the pyramid. Among the many people collapsing into sand, he saw a priest running frantically.
A priest engulfed in fear, shock, and anger.
Isaac's heart ached as he saw a strong sense of betrayal engraved on Beshek's face.
Beshek, who made eye contact with Isaac, screamed like a scream.
"Al Rieedu!!"
At that moment, Isaac felt like he had been hit on the head.
That's right. He was Al Rieedu.
Until now, Isaac had been seeing, hearing, and experiencing everything from the point of view of the man in the yellow robe, Al Rieedu.
Although the details of the conversation and minor events may be different, almost all outlines would be similar.
But Isaac wondered if a different conclusion would have been reached even if he had thought and judged everything. The difference was that Al Rieedu had gone mad the moment he saw the Mother of All Gods. No, he might have been going crazy little by little even before that.
Overwhelmed by the cruel world and the groans of the suffering.
The pressure from Urbansus would have been enough to drive a person crazy.
Isaac laughed at the absurd situation.
'Was all of this intended by White Owl?'
Isaac looked at White Owl.
White Owl's body was also slowly turning into sand. Her principle of 'ending from the Chaos God's followers' was no exception even for herself.
Isaac realized that this entire process was what she had intended from the beginning.
'To borrow the power of the Mother of All Gods, does that mean you have to side with the Mother of All Gods in the end?'
Isaac was simply thinking, but White Owl quietly nodded.
At this moment, both of her goals were achieved.
Stopping the Mother of All Gods, and the declaration of the Millennium Kingdom became impossible.
Even if Beshek becomes a god now, one seat will be vacant. But can anyone else fill that seat where the Mother of All Gods was?
'Seeing Kalsen fail later, I guess it's impossible?'
There is only one who can fill that seat.
The chaos of the old era disappears and a new chaos begins.
The rightful heir to the throne.
White Owl raised Al Rieedu's torn left hand. From within, white sand was already pouring out instead of blood. Al Rieedu, who witnessed the Mother of All Gods, was having his soul corrupted before his body.
Al Rieedu's skin was torn long like it was peeling off, and something began to flow out from within.
It was like a dream, like a fog, like heated metal, or like a fetus wrapped in amniotic fluid.
But only Isaac knew exactly what it was.
It was Isaac himself.
Isaac looked at the world from the perspective of that unidentified lump of flesh.
The body he had thought of as himself until now was an old man in a yellow robe. White Owl carefully took Isaac out of him like a midwife.
Al Rieedu only blankly watched the shape stripping off his skin and leaving.
Finally, when Isaac completely broke free, Al Rieedu collapsed, leaving only a thin layer of skin. The skin turned into white sand and crumbled before it even touched the floor.
"It's done."
White Owl hugged Isaac tightly and whispered.
“Unlike me, you will write the world beautifully…"
***
Isaac opened his eyes.
Isaac realized that he was lying with his head on White Owl's lap. When he jumped up and looked around, there were no collapsing people, nor Beshek looking at him with a betrayed expression. But it was still Holy Land Lua.
No, it was a terrible scene of regret and remorse in the form of Holy Land Lua.
Isaac discovered the sight of countless pyramids piled up in a tangled mess.
White Owl had been repeating the same moment here countless times, constantly reminiscing about whether there was anything she had done wrong, or whether she had done something wrong.
It was an act close to mental self-harm.
Isaac could still vividly feel Al Rieedu's emotions.
Even White Owl, who was directly at the scene, would feel even more.
But Isaac did not sympathize with White Owl.
It was like hearing the story of a dictator who spent every night and day drinking out of guilt for the Holocaust she had committed.
In other words, Isaac didn't care.
White Owl had killed an unimaginable number of people.
"Why?"
That was all Isaac could say.
“There was no other way."
White Owl replied calmly.
“The closer the Lighthouse Keeper reversed time, the closer the Mother of All Gods came to the world. She is a primordial god who has lived for countless ages. And the Chaos followers were filled with more anger and resentment than ever before."
White Owl looked at Isaac kindly and said.
“Just because the people you met were good and kind doesn't mean all the Chaos followers were like that. The more unfair and lacking people are, the more they are tempted to be cruel to others."
Then she quietly asked.
"Didn't you come to the same conclusion as me?"
Isaac was shocked.
As she said, Isaac immediately thought of the White Death when he realized that the Mother of All Gods would descend before the Chaos followers.
He thought that he had to stop the Mother of All Gods even if he had to do such a thing.
You can tell just by looking at the wish Al Rieedu had made.
“Extremists have already been executed or exiled from Holy Land Lua, but the evil rituals and miracles created by the Chaos followers are clearly real. You've already seen it, haven't you? What the Chaos followers did before the White Death."
Isaac recalled the data and records about the Nameless Chaos 300 years ago that he had scraped together. White Owl fluttered her feather cloak, and countless memories entered Isaac's head like illusions from under the cloak.
Rituals and miracles that were cruel, violent, and full of hatred.
“The Mother of All Gods originated from the fear of the world, but some people chose to worship that fear itself as a god. Thus, they wanted not themselves to fear the world, but the world to fear them. I had to cut off that memory. But I realized it too late."
"The memory…"
Isaac thought that White Owl had caused the White Death to protect the world from the Mother of All Gods.
But in fact, she had summoned the Mother of All Gods to cause the White Death.
"To completely cut off the old chaos and create a new chaos. That's what I did. The person who will write history on a new blank canvas, leaving behind the cruel world."
White Owl looked at Isaac softly and said.
"You, my son, are that person."