episode_0133
by fnovelpiaEdenbar, District 6, Bestia.
The neighborhood where many people live together has recently seen an increase in the number of people living there.
Because a rumor has been spreading in Vestia recently.
He almost had his arm ripped off by the devil.
I almost fell down the stairs.
I thought they were a good couple, but it turns out the woman was two-timing him.
They were on the verge of a bad ending in life, but they survived by sheer luck. This is what they all said.
I had my fortune told at a fortune teller in front of a cat cafe.
It’s all thanks to the magic of the fox’s fortune telling.
Rumors spread throughout Vestia that fortune telling here would bring good luck.
There was no one who did not like good luck. People of all ages, genders, and races gathered to have their fortunes read, and the wealthy upper class came bearing wads of cash.
Please just give me a look.
A street crowded with people.
There is no room to even step.
“Are you looking at the dots?”
“I don’t know. Are you closed today?”
Actually, there is no fortune teller in the fortune telling shop.
Misfortune can strike at any time.
People are just stamping their feet.
Seira, who had been looking out the window at the situation outside through the second floor curtain, returns to her seat.
There, the hot potatoes of this incident, the new fortune tellers Rin and Mirabelle, were crouching. They took refuge inside a cafe to avoid the crowd.
Seira crossed her arms and let out a long sigh.
“Miss Lin, Mr. Karami must have told you not to mess with your fate.”
“I did it.”
“But why did you do that? Why didn’t Miss Mirabelle stop you?”
Mirabelle tilted her head as if she didn’t understand.
“Wouldn’t it be nice to be happy?”
“Lin said.”
One is the cliff of loneliness.
One is the valley of misfortune.
The two people who lived without knowing what hope was know better than anyone else the sweetness of salvation that Karami gave them.
I learned that happiness grows when shared.
Just as they received it.
Only those who know how to share happiness with others can be called His slaves.
“Still, I don’t meddle in other people’s lives.”
“Seya, a few days later, the store goes out of business. Seya ends up on the street, burdened with a mountain of debt.”
“… … Could you please twist it a little bit?”
““… … .””
The little kids staring at me intently.
“Oops.”
Seira realized that she had fallen for Lin’s trick.
But it’s already too late.
Because Seira also realized that she was an adult tainted by capital.
Rin and Mirabelle, who had lightly ignored Seira, began to plot amongst themselves once again.
“What should I do? I didn’t know there would be this many people.”
“That’s right. As expected, you are the master.”
“Amazing, Jjuin… .”
What the heck is the master?
You two did it.
Seira wanted to argue, but she had already lost her voice. She had to swallow it.
“Can’t you just make everyone happy?”
“That won’t do. There might be bad people in there.”
“If you did something wrong, you should be punished.”
It’s a blessing in disguise.
They were two people who had at least a minimal level of thinking.
Of course, a suitable alternative did not come to mind easily.
“Why are there so many people?”
“That’s right. There are no fanatics.”
Because of the crowds, the cat cafe was also closed. With nothing to do, the cat people came up to the second floor to chat.
“ex.”
The cat people who met Lin’s eyes flinched. They were worried about what to do, so they pretended not to know and tried to go down.
“What did you just say?”
“Huh?”
It was Mirabelle.
“You just said there was a lot of something. What did you say there was a lot of?”
“People?”
“Next.”
“Uh… Fanatic?”
“That’s it!”
Eureka!
Wasn’t Mirabelle’s joy now the same as Archimedes’ enlightenment in the bathhouse? She was filled with such joy.
“We’re creating a new religion!”
“Religion?”
“They created a religion and bestowed grace only on those who worshipped the master.”
“Oww!”
Lin comes out and reacts actively.
Wouldn’t it be natural for a Karami who personally seeks out the poor and bestows grace upon them to be far greater than a god who only watches?
An excited Mirabelle continues her story.
“What should I name my religion?”
“Hmm… How about the Sashin Church!”
“The Church of the Dead! What a great name! The doctrine is to liberate the wandering souls who are tired of life! We are the master’s closest associates, spreading the doctrine far and wide! ”
“Oh!”
The idea is to establish a religious order, gather people, and then hand over the position of leader to Karami when he returns.
So the first thing that needs to happen are the people outside who desperately desire happiness.
“Huh, guys?”
Seira realized that something was wrong with the situation. She tried to do something, but the two slaves had already gone with the flow.
I couldn’t hear anything.
I planned the operation carefully.
***
As time passed, the fortune teller did not appear.
The heat that had heated up the streets had cooled down and people were losing interest.
“I see. It looks like the fortune teller won’t show up.”
“That was nonsense from the start. Bringing good luck. How could that be possible, unless you’re some kind of god? Hey! Let’s all go back! We’ve all been fooled!”
“Oh, well then. I wasted my time.”
The moment when people start to leave one by one.
Gooo… … .
The sky began to turn dark.
“What, what is it?”
“Ugh, my head suddenly… .”
The citizens of Vestia, who suffer from PTSD in the dark, complain of headaches. Then, when the sky becomes completely dark, a new change occurs.
A blue haze that illuminates the darkness eerily gathers, and a giant reaper holding a scythe appears. Its blue eyes flash and illuminate the entire city.
“Sa, it’s the death god!”
“Everyone run away!”
A street that has become a mess.
As countless people move simultaneously, they become entangled. When viewed from above, it looks like a pile of trash swaying in the ocean.
It moves slowly, but there’s no way out. It’s like a jammed highway. What is the guy in front doing?
“Go quickly!”
“Don’t push!”
“It’s so stuffy. I can’t breathe… .”
You are pressed forward and backward like a sandwich, and you can’t even breathe. Then someone falls, and those who are caught in it fall down one after another.
A moment when numerous casualties are expected.
Woof.
A person about to fall stops standing.
And that’s not all.
Even people who were wandering around stopped.
Doo doo doo – Half the crowd rising lightly.
As space becomes more spacious, the feeling of stuffiness disappears.
“This, this is…?”
An aura of blue light that gently surrounds people.
Warmth gives a sense of stability.
When the commotion has died down to some extent, the grim voice of the messenger rings out.
-There is no need to be afraid.
“Did the messenger speak?”
As the commotion that had finally died down spread like wildfire, the voice of the messenger of death rang out once again.
-I am the God of Death. I have appeared in this world to grant you the fortune you have longed for. In the darkness of oppression, my sickle will open the dawn. ”
“The person who gives you luck is a god of death? Not a fortune teller?”
“That fortuneteller must have been a follower of the god of death!”
Now I understand. If you are not a fortune teller but someone who has borrowed the power of a god of death, you may be able to grant good luck with your supernatural abilities.
“But the Grim Reaper is so scary… .”
“Aren’t you trying to kill us?”
-I understand your fear. But nothing you should be afraid of will ever happen. I have only appeared here to bestow mercy on the followers, and I swear on my faith that I will not cause any harm to those who do not wish to see me.
A god swearing his oath to a mere mortal. There is nothing more absurd in the world than this.
However, it was difficult to completely trust him. Even though he was a god, he was the god of death, and his appearance and atmosphere were too scary.
People were at a loss, just looking at each other.
“Hey, God of Death!”
Then a man bravely stepped forward.
In the man’s arms was a young child who seemed to have just begun to speak. The child’s eyes were bandaged.
“Oh Goddess of Death! Unfortunately, my daughter has been blind since birth. Please show mercy so that this poor child can see her mother’s face, even if it means giving up my soul!”
The appeal of a father who is desperate.
The messenger is moved by the man’s sincerity.
– The father’s earnest wish for his child has reached me. I will free your child from sight.
The blue light surrounding the child flashes for a moment. Then the light subsides and the bandage covering the child’s eyes naturally falls away.
The girl slowly opened her eyelids and blinked slowly. She looked around with a bewildered expression before meeting her father’s gaze.
“Papa… ?”
“Oh, Anje? Are you seeing Dad?”
“Yes, I can see it. I can see Papa’s face… .”
“Oh, my goodness! Thank you, God…!”
The father and daughter embrace each other and shed tears of joy.
A miracle happened.
A small grace from God has come down!
I witnessed a miracle right before my eyes.
It was the perfect temptation for those who were weary and collapsed in the desert of life and longed for an oasis of happiness.
Ordinary citizens suddenly turned into fanatics who gave up their souls.
“Oh my god! I bet my entire fortune on gambling…!”
“Your Majesty! Our guild is going on an expedition this time! Please make sure we get there safely…!”
“That fucking bastard…! No, just take these chains off!”
-Be quiet.
The murmur that seemed like it would never be silenced suddenly ceased at the messenger’s one word. People waited with bated breath for the messenger to open his mouth again.
After a while, the grim reaper’s jawbone slowly moves.
-If you wish to become a member of our church, please join our church immediately.
“““Hey, I’ll join right now!!!”””
The first day the Grim Reaper appeared in the world.
The number of new believers joining the Sasin sect reached a whopping 2,000.
Rin and Mirabel were sitting on the shoulders of the tall god of death, observing the whole situation. They made eye contact and gave a thumbs up!
***
Seira’s house.
The bed that Karami used on the second floor was taken over by Mirabelle and Lin.
As Mirabelle used her magic to amplify Karami’s scent and warmth, it felt as if she were sleeping in his arms.
The only place where you can feel the traces of Karami. Mirabelle and Rin fought every day over who would use it.
In the end, they compromised by dividing it in half under Seira’s mediation.
That night.
Two girls who caused a major accident that shook the city go into their room to sleep.
Normally, it would be a time for grumbling again, but today was unusually quiet. To see if anything had happened, Seira opened the door slightly and checked secretly.
Seira’s pupils dilated briefly as she checked the room, and soon a faint smile spread across her lips.
“Slime… Fried… … .”
“Ugh, Zhuin… . Sora grabs Rin’s tail… . Rin evolves… .”
Mirabelle, who used Rin’s fluffy tail as a pillow and twitched the tip of her tail in her sleep. Rin groaned and frowned as if she was having a nightmare.
A sight that brings a smile to the mother’s face.
Just looking at their sleeping faces, there are truly angels among them.
It was another story the next day when hundreds of new applicants flocked to the streets.
And the permafrost zone of Isenggar.
[New system sect is liberated.]
[Religious name]: Sashin Church
[Cult Leader]: Karami
[Believers]: 2,781 (+2,781/week)
“Yes… ?”
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