A god who has nothing and doesn’t even have a name for himself.

    “······.”

    Revan’s head naturally bowed. towards the floor.

    Revan couldn’t exactly define what this feeling he was feeling right now was. Feeling indebted? Pity? anger?

    “I don’t think that’s what the person who told the story would say, but don’t worry too much about it.”

    Sylvia spoke in a soft voice to Revan, who was lowering his head to the floor.

    “That child probably wished for your happiness and gave you his blessing, so he is the one who will beat himself up for putting his mind to it.”

    It was a consolation in its own way. These are words that I hope will not put a stone in my heart when I am talking to a child for the first time in a long time.

    “If you think about it, you are probably the first person to find the source of blessings. I became that child’s first believer.”

    As the saying goes, those who received God’s blessings for the lowest were not able to send out direct faith.

    This was not something that could be criticized as clever or ungrateful. How can you have faith when you don’t even know who gave you the blessing?

    “Of course, he is an incredibly devoted and kind kid, but no god hates believers who send their faith to him. That child will definitely be happy too.”

    Of course, the child denied it, but Sylvia could feel it in the past. A feeling of satisfaction and loneliness at the same time as giving away everything you have.

    “Wouldn’t it be okay if you become the first believer and send your faith?”

    “···Is that possible?”

    “Of course, if you truly believe in that child-”

    “Only one person’s faith. Is this enough to get my name back?”

    “···That is.”

    Sylvia’s mouth, which had been talking for a while, gradually closed.

    It goes without saying, but the most common and standard way to gather faith is to increase the number of believers. It is not for nothing that the gods ask believers to build cathedrals and serve.

    Of course, the amount of faith the human race sends varies depending on the depth of faith, but even so, they cannot overcome the number of people.

    “······.”

    “······.”

    In the end, Revan and Sylvia. Their mouths closed, and only silence remained in the image.

    Sylvia thought to herself. It’s something that can’t be helped. Even if he is a god, he cannot control the rules of this world.

    “···Phew.”

    So Sylvia raised a suitable chair from the floor and sat down. To wait for Revan to finally give up.

    However, contrary to Sylvia’s expectations, Revan did not stop thinking.

    How many things have you given up so far? Revan didn’t want to lose anything anymore. I wanted to break the cycle of misfortune for those associated with me.

    How long has it been since silence filled my mind like that?

    “Silvia.”

    “Why are you doing that?”

    “I have one question. Do you mind if I ask?”

    Revan raised his lowered head and looked into Sylvia’s eyes. Not with tension like before, but with confidence and will.

    ***

    “Ordinarily, denominations that worship gods hold festivals several times a year.”

    “Yes. Elves also have a day to serve me, although not every year.”

    “Then the act has no meaning?”

    Revan’s attitude now was different from before. It was not a question to find an answer, but a straight voice to confirm whether what he thought was the correct answer.

    “No. That’s not true.”

    Sylvia slowly shook her head at the bold voice. Revan’s eyes became sharper.

    “Then why do we hold festivals or celebrate days to honor God?”

    “···Umm.”

    Sylvia unconsciously put her thumb on her chin and thought about it. I thought maybe I was telling too much.

    In some ways, the stories Revan had heard from Sylvia so far were inconvenient truths. It was a conversation full of content that could cause great confusion if this story could be spread to the humans on the continent.

    “First of all, one of the reasons for holding a festival is to solidify the faith of existing believers.”

    However, Sylvia chose to answer Revan’s question. It was a choice that came out of a feeling that I had only used a few times since I was born as a god.

    “And the act of holding a festival for God comes out separately as an accumulation of faith.”

    “If so.”

    Squeak-squeak. The gears in Revan’s mind slowly began to come together.

    “There are separate actions that can be used to express faith. Is it okay to think like that?”

    “···That’s right. This is also the reason why when a believer accomplishes a great feat, he or she is canonized as a saint. Except for the believer’s great work, offerings, good deeds, etc. come to mind.”

    “If so.”

    Phew. I took a deep breath to relieve the tension. It was like preliminary preparation to bring up a dangerous topic.

    “This decision I swallowed.”

    “······Huh.”

    “If you offer this crystal made by hardening your sap as an offering.”

    thud-! The surrounding space began to be weighed down by someone’s power. But Revan’s mouth never stopped speaking.

    “Can I get my name back from the God who blessed me?”

    ***

    “···Ha.”

    A deep sigh escaped Sylvia’s mouth. And immediately after that, the pressure weighing down the space disappeared.

    “Phew···.”

    “It is possible.”

    An affirmative answer came back to Revan, who was catching his breath as the pressure disappeared.

    “···Are you angry?”

    “You don’t seem to know the weight of what you just said.”

    Sylvia’s tone of voice was strangely blunter than before. It’s as if he doesn’t like it.

    “The crystal you received is a kind of ticket that allows you to receive the power of God. But would you offer it to another god?”

    Sting – Sylvia’s pupils narrowed and she glared at Revan.

    “That is the greatest insult. It’s a shame because I have no greed for religion and I know the child you said to offer the crystal to. If I said something like that in front of another god, my whole body could have been fried by lightning.”

    Although she said she was fine, Revan saw a clear mixture of dissatisfaction and disappointment on Sylvia’s face.

    However, there was nothing that broke his already established argument. Revan opened his mouth in a cautious voice.

    “So, what should I do to offer this crystal to my god?”

    “···Are you asking me, the original owner, that?”

    Revan thought dozens of times about whether he could say this out loud, but he couldn’t help it. Because I don’t know anything about this.

    Sigh… Sylvia let out a deep sigh and grabbed my hand. As if trying to pull something.

    “Oh?”

    Ugh – As if something was being pulled out of a liquid, the brilliant green crystal located near Revan’s heart came into Sylvia’s hand and was immediately grasped.

    “First of all, let me ask you one thing clearly.”

    “You can ask.”

    “I tried to fill the cracks in your mana core with this crystal. But.”

    Wow-! Sylvia squeezed the crystal so hard that it made a clicking sound.

    “Offering this faith to that child will not mend the cracks in your core. I don’t know what kind of power that child will give you, but at least I can’t heal you myself.”

    “It doesn’t matter.”

    “···Are you more selfish than I thought? My children will be looking to you to repair the cracks and cleanse the polluted roots.”

    Revan answered immediately.

    “Now I don’t want to give up anything anymore.”

    thud! I put my weight on my feet and stepped on the floor. Revan took a step toward Sylvia.

    “I will not lose anything. I regain the name of God who gave me power.”

    thud! Revan took another step forward.

    “At the same time, it will purify the curse located at your roots. And.”

    thud! Once again, Revan walked away. Now, at a distance just before Sylvia and I caught our breath, our eyes overlapped.

    “I will become a guest of your descendants and prevent my relationship from being persecuted.”

    “You’re arrogant.”

    “I am myself.”

    “Couldn’t that be your illusion?”

    “Isn’t that something you need to know?”

    “···I looked down at many humans with the same eyes as you.”

    Saaaak – the surrounding energy began to gather near Sylvia. The energy that had begun to gather came to Sylvia’s hand and wrapped around the crystal.

    “How was it?”

    “Those people never listen to others. Whoever that person is. I believed it was human foolishness and inherent nature.”

    under! Sylvia laughed briefly and strongly.

    “I never thought I would become that victim.”

    The energies that had begun to gather in my hands began to disintegrate the crystal. The bright green energy began to turn into something similar to white smoke.

    “How did they end?”

    “Nine out of ten people fail and collapse. Just regretting the past for the rest of your life.”

    “Then what happened to the other one?”

    “Achieved a great cause, became a saint, and left a mark.”

    “Good. Sylvia, you are witnessing the birth of another saint.”

    “I’m not even a saint who believes in me, so what does it matter?”

    Sylvia laughed as if it were absurd. But at the same time, there was a slight expectation in those eyes.

    Soon, the tips of Sylvia’s hands pointed towards Revan. The shining energies gathered in those hands began to fly towards the boy in front of him.

    “Now that this has happened, I hope your cause goes well. A greedy human being, Revan.”

    “Is that a blessing?”

    “It’s a good word, you kind of a day robber.”

    A white energy enveloped my body. Revan could see. The corners of Sylvia’s mouth with a slightly curved line.

    However, I couldn’t admire that mouth for a long time. As if it were a side effect of digesting something he couldn’t handle, Revan’s vision darkened and his consciousness was sucked into darkness.

    ***

    A dark space all around. A soggy space with no light. Revan opened his eyes in that place.

    “······.”

    After looking around for a while, Revan found it. A slightly shining girl who resembled Sonia, whom he had cared for as a child.

    As soon as I saw it, I was able to guess its identity. Revan carefully walked little by little towards the source of the faint light.

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