Chapter 401: Ascension to God (End of Text)

"Save the sweet talk for later."

"Hold my hand. Death is ahead. Can you climb up with me?"

The sky had shattered into large pieces, and narrow gaps were torn between the rosy clouds. Starlight and moonlight seeped down at the same time. The girl held the hand offered by the boy, on the long staircase of fate that was about to collapse.

"As you command."

The maid held Ansu in her left hand and gently lifted the edge of her skirt with her right hand. She lowered her center of gravity slightly, took a step back with her snow-white bare feet, and lightly touched the ground with her toes, performing impeccable maid etiquette. Just like every time she performed etiquette before, a calm smile was reflected in her eyes.

"My Master Ansu."

An Su felt the warm touch on his fingers. The girl's smooth fingertips gently touched An Su's palm, and slowly slid down and caressed it, as if holding a continuous autumn rain. An Su held the maid's soft hand like this.

"It's just death. We will reach the end of our fate together."

The double mistake, and the paradox caused by the double mistake, is tearing apart the ladder of destiny.

This coronation is the final ceremony. The coronation above the bishop is the Pope.

The boy and girl who were destined to die are now on their final journey - the gate to heaven that stands at the pinnacle of all destinies.

Push open that door, and you will reach heaven. It is also the authority left by the gods in this world.

What Ansu has to do is to reach heaven with a wrong body and usurp the sacred authority with mistakes!

There was only one last step left.

As they took steps forward, the cracks on the sacred door became deeper and deeper, breaking apart along the door frame like a spider web. The tiny fragments fell to the earth one after another, turning into falling meteors one after another.

A fragment of fate fell into the mortal world, and it was like an insurmountable mountain. The world below the heavens had been engulfed in a sea of ​​fire. The stars fell to the ground, the sea was steaming into clouds, and the blue flames burned the chains of all souls.

Let theocracy fall and let heaven boil! [Error!]

【Error! Error! Error!】

Naraku's will was resisting Ansu's approach. The invisible chains above the starry sky became more and more, piercing Ansu's torso, locking Ansu's body, penetrating into the flesh, probing into the bones, breaking into the internal organs, and finally reaching the depths of the soul, binding his origin.

There was clearly only one last step left, and the gate to the kingdom of heaven was right in front of us, but this final step seemed to be separated from us by the ends of the earth.

【Stop.】

Every chain here is enough to banish Cersei Milton to the starry sky.

But Ansu was entangled with more than ten, a hundred, or a thousand chains? Ansu was entangled with more and more chains, but his speed did not slow down at all.

This is the final Naraku ritual. His will has transcended thirty thousand years, and his life has undergone twenty-one thousand six hundred baptisms. There is nothing in this world that can stop Ansu. Not even gods, not even Naraku, and not even heaven!

Most importantly, he never climbed his destiny alone.

Because his shadow is always with me.

Yagosilvia is always by his side, and Enya Morningstar is always by his side, no matter if it was in the [past] thirty thousand years ago, or in the [future] thirty thousand years from now, or even in the [present] which is just a moment.

That shadow was always by An Su's side, her snow-white and delicate hands gently holding the boy's hand. Even though the chains and thorns of fate had left blood marks on his fair wrist, she still did not let go.

They finally walked out of the last step, stood in front of the kingdom of heaven, and held the handle of the door! [Arrogant creatures, lowly creatures, ignorant creatures, blasphemous creatures]

【The Living Beings Destined to Die】

【Crawling before fate! 】

The divine power of heaven oppresses the heads of living beings.

An Su had felt a similar power before. It was the Golden Kite imperial power of the eldest prince, an imperial power that weighed on the blood of all citizens. Just revealing its aura was enough to make people prostrate themselves on the ground.

The Golden Kite Royal Family is a family blessed by God. The royal power is granted by God. The Golden Kite Royal Power is the right bestowed by God! It is also the shackles bestowed by God on all living beings!

The root of imperial power is divine power! The Golden Kite imperial power that has ruled the Glorious Empire for tens of thousands of years is nothing compared to the power that Ansu and Miss Enya are facing at this moment.

Imperial power restricts the thoughts of living beings, while divine power restricts the fate of living beings.

【Return to Death】

【You are all destined to die! 】

Even though Ansu has the memories of two lives, even though Ansu has the memories of thirty thousand years, even though Ansu is the holder of the gate to heaven, even though Ansu has escaped the mistakes of fate, it is difficult to contend against this vast power. His spiritual world is slowly collapsing, and piece after piece of debris and cracks falls to the ground. Layers of blood mist appear in front of his eyes, and his consciousness is gradually becoming blurred.

Miss Enya's situation is even worse.

Anzu bore most of the pressure, but some of it still fell on his shadow.

In just a moment, her breath became weak and feeble.

Because they are not completely wrong, they all retain 0.001 of the present. Since they cannot completely transcend fate, they cannot escape the completely destined death, but can only push it away indefinitely.

If they left now, just based on this paradox, they would all survive their destined death.

But now, they are actively climbing towards fate, actively contacting fate, and climbing towards the divine power without knowing their own limits! Towards the last step, towards the door of heaven, and towards death. Time will not wait for them. Since they are actively heading towards death, then fate will not give them time to open this door! But in the next moment, Ansu realized that the divine power that oppressed his soul had disappeared. He turned his face away in a slightly surprised manner. Fate put all its power on his shadow, and the divine power was fully pressed on the soul of the maid.

The Will of Heaven no longer attacked Ansu, but put all the pressure on Enya. All this happened in an instant, and even Ansu had no time to react!

Miss Enya's pupils were dilated.

In just a moment, she was dead.

Enya was heading towards death, but even though she was dead, she stopped breathing, her pupils were dilated, and every magic circuit in her body was shattered into powder under the pressure of the divine power.

Even so, she still didn't let go. She still held An Su's hand tightly. She wouldn't let go. Even if death lay ahead, she still wouldn't let go of her hand.

"We will embrace each other until the autumn rain stops, the leaves of the sycamore trees fall, the snow-white rime turns into water, and the firewood in the fireplace burns to ashes. When the warm white glow of dawn spreads on the window frames, the night will bid farewell to the stars. My dear young master, let us embrace each other until then."

I will never let go even if I die.

It was like this thirty thousand years ago, and it will be like this thirty thousand years later.

Fragments of the gate to heaven streaked across the sky, cutting a huge crack in the sky like a meteor. It was fate sneering.

Fate is laughing at the mortals' overestimation of their own abilities. If Ansu and the others had left, they could have escaped from their destined death, but they chose not to leave and instead climbed towards their fate! [Error level: 99.9%]

Such a mistake alone will not open the door to heaven.

The paradox of mutual sacrifice is out of balance, and the wrong scale is collapsing downward!

【Error degree: 80%, 70%, 60%.】

Ansu was also rapidly forgetting his own existence. He and Miss Enya were originally a community of shared destiny that sacrificed each other, but if Enya died, then Ansu's name would also be swallowed up by the shadow. The anchor of his existence in the world was rapidly being pulled out, and the world was gradually forgetting any trace of Ansu.

[Degree of error.]

It's just the last step left.

His pure white pupils were also gradually losing their radiance. Although his hand was clearly on the door, he no longer had the strength to push it. His pupils were covered with layers of black mist, and his soul fell into the abyss of the long night.

Anzu was also heading towards true death. Without the maid, the shadow completely engulfed his present.

This is the price of making a deal with the Outer Gods.

The boy sank into the shadows. He was eaten and drifted beyond the lonely and withered starry sky. There was no light and no life. He saw the vast unknown existence hovering above the universe, and saw the shadow mother goddess. She had no form, no concept, no consciousness, and no destiny. The twisted shadows stacked into a continuous black nebula that was staring at the boy.

Ansu closed his eyes.

He sacrificed his future and past to the shadow, leaving only 0.001 of the present. After the maid died, no one could remember his present, and no one could remember his name from the shadow. Maybe there was still one? Maybe there was still one.

The last bit of Anzu's self still survived.

There are still people in this world who remember Ansu's name, and some are desperately trying to remember Ansu.

When the world had forgotten the boy, when all the past and future had been swallowed up by the 'shadow', in the 'unknown' where he knew nothing, that person still echoed the name of Ansu Morningstar in his heart.

Only 'Glory' and 'Truth' can do it.

That prayer is the final anchor that holds Anzu together.

Just like Anzu had tried to recall the maid's name, the girl was also recalling, recalling again and again, revisiting the gradually yellowing memory scroll. She recalled the boy's appearance in her mind, his pale blue eyes, and his annoying smile.

She thought about their past, recalled the sacrifice on the altar of Autumn Rain, her first mistake, her first time speaking Tibetan, her first night out at the monastery.

Thinking about that long afternoon when the rain and snow had just stopped, the wind blew the golden clouds into layers of folds, and the boy with blue eyes and a bit annoying knocked on the window of the monastery and said to me with a smile: "Do you want to sneak out and play?"

But who is that person?

Lorgafast had forgotten the name of the young man who did these things with her.

These things no longer exist, and the memories are stained with darkness, and in the end they are all swallowed up in the shadows.

Why try so hard to remember something that doesn't exist?

Luojia Fast didn't know, she only knew that she couldn't forget, even if she died.

In the end, all traces and anchors of the boy's existence in the world were swallowed up by the shadows and the unknown mother goddess.

But only one tiny thing still remained, from the arms of the Holy Maiden of Light and Truth.

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Lorgafast lowered his head, his snow-white eyes like rime flashing with bright yet sad light, and it was reflected clearly in his eyes -

It was a high-value gambling ticket, depicting a——

A magnificent church.

【283. Fate Gambler】

"You're the one who taught me bad things. It's all your fault, Mr. Ansu, the lying, rude and annoying one."

"I have never been a good child. Everything I did was for myself. It was the first time I ran away from the convent, the first time I did not follow the nun's rules, the first time I stayed out all night, the first time I cursed people. You taught me bad things."

"I can't be a good kid that everyone likes. I just need to be a bad kid that one person likes. So as a bad kid, my first gambling behavior can be forgiven, right?"

"Because you will win, I'm betting everything on you."

"It belongs only to my Holiness the Pope."

From the endless shadows and unknown, in this lonely and dark world, the young man opened his dim eyes and took out the small, ordinary gambling ticket from his inner pocket. The pattern drawn on the ticket was very simple: the vast snow-white earth reflected a small, equally snow-white flower.

That little bit of white is the only light in this dark world.

"Lorgarfast, I've accepted your bet."

"And I will promise you that."

“No matter who your opponent is, you will never lose the bet.”

Even gods, even fate, it is the same!

The broken anchor point has been reconnected, and Ansu opened his pure white eyes from heaven!

This fragile anchor only allowed Anzu to maintain his own identity for a moment, but that moment was enough.

The maid still did not let go of his hand, even though she died; the saint still remembered Ansu's name, even though she had forgotten it.

Ansu held Enya's hand with his left hand, as if holding the entire black autumn night; he held Luojia's gambling ticket in his right hand, as if holding the entire glorious day - just for a moment, it was enough.

That's enough.

Thirty thousand years ago, the young man still could not escape the fate of death. Although death would still come, he could delay the time of his destined death for a full year and a half, although Yagosivia still died in the end.

But it was not all in vain.

Because thirty thousand years later, they won't need that long.

It only takes a moment.

Death will be postponed for a while.

Until they opened that door!

An Su embraced his shadow, embraced his light. He raised his head, his pure white eyes staring at the broken door, at the crack between the doors, at the world beyond the crack. He looked at the divine power and finally revealed a crazy smile.

In a few moments, he too will die.

But Ansu was still smiling, with starlight twinkling in his pure white eyes!

"Third circuit!"

Theocracy had crushed his frame like dust, the chains of heaven had pierced his spine, fate had only bound his tattered soul, he stood before heaven like a slave, but his honor was as noble as that of a god.

He embraced his shadow, he embraced his brilliance, and raised the scepter in his hand. All the shadows and unknowns in the world were gathered on the boy's scepter, and all the brilliance and truth in the world shone in the boy's eyes.

【Glorious Judgment】

【Third Circuit】

The last circuit of Ansu's Glorious Judgment is the original Glorious Judgment, the Glorious Judgment of the last bishop.

[Angels judge the good and evil of the souls of all living beings. If the result is passed, the souls of the dead can be resurrected.]

[The sea gave up the dead who were in it, and Death and Hades gave up the dead who were in them. They were judged each one according to their works.]

“Glorious.”

He raised his scepter and gave orders to fate -

“Judgment!!”

From now on, even fate will be judged! His shadow gathered again, his glory shone again, and Miss Enya's death was only postponed for a moment by the [Glorious Judgment]. But at this moment, the mistake of the Kingdom of Heaven returned to the critical line.

【Error level: 199.8%】

【Error, error, error! 】

[Ansu Morningstar, immediately. Stop the error! ]

The deep whispers of the starry sky echoed in the depths of his soul. Ansu grasped the handle of the gate to heaven and arrived in heaven by mistake! Cracks covered the door like spider webs, just like the fragmented divine power in the world, countless falls and rises, countless destructions and revivals, countless 30,000 years of nirvana, all carried on the crumbling fate.

They pushed open that door, and could no longer bear this mistake. The destiny ladder of all living beings collapsed downwards! Until the end of the world.

Shadow, pain, life, human body, chaos, disaster.

Glory, chastity, forest, machinery, order, healing.

The whispers of all faiths boiled from the depths of Anzu's soul, but he didn't care. He sang loudly, "Let the kingdom of heaven fall."

Ansu laughed:

——"Because the more they oppose, the more it shows that I am right!"

【Error degree: 200%】

Destiny is falling, theocracy is falling!

The chains that bind all living things are burning!

But the morning star is rising, and between day and night, the bright starlight covers the entire world.

From outside the kingdom of heaven, from the world, from the chaotic imperial capital of Farol, from the borders caught in war, from the Theocracy of Avad, from every state, every city, every town, every street and every alley, from the eyes of the sons of nobles, from the eyes of the common people, from the eyes of slave children, from the eyes of all living beings—

Day, night, stars.

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