Caelus took out a book that looked as if it were made of crystal from his system inventory.
"This condenses all of my memories up to this point. I know you may have been watching me from the shadows, but you probably couldn't see the words and realizations in my heart, so I compiled them and wove them into a storybook. You can read it when you're bored. With your methods, I believe you can also use this book to communicate with me. This is a gift for you, and also a reward."
As soon as Caelus finished speaking, Nyarlathotep appeared before him, reaching out with both hands to take the book. She clutched it tightly to her chest, the infatuation in her eyes even more intense than before.
"I love it!"
Nyarlathotep once again swatted away the logic-based attack that modified common sense and existence. She was all too familiar with this type of attack, which Yog-Sothoth's main body loved to use.
Compared to that boring method of attack, paying attention to the person in front of her was far more important.
[Unable to Measure]
Nous's mechanical eyes stared directly at the seemingly ordinary blonde girl, but they could not read any data from her.
"Aha! This is so interesting!"
Aha laughed out loud at this moment, then revealed their true form before Nous and slapped the mechanical head's line of sight to the side.
"Mechanical Head, didn't you see that the girl's heart and eyes are completely full of someone else? Interrupting someone else's romance like this will get you kicked!"
[Data Error]
Caelus looked at Nyarlathotep, who was panting with pink light flashing in her eyes and looked as if she wanted to abduct him as her trophy husband. After a moment of silence, he slightly raised his head and continued looking at the scroll in the sky.
Nyarlathotep naturally noticed this and immediately raised her head to look at the scroll, only to see that the scene on it had not yet ended, playing out the image of a pure white dove flying over.
And when that dove appeared, all the scenery on the scroll began to freeze. Finally, the surging pitch-black chaos began to dissipate as if it had encountered the sun. Holy feathers drifted down from unknown places, the tolling of bells carrying sacred majesty rang out, and the singing of children came from nowhere, that heavenly sound praising the greatness of the divine.
When the pitch-black chaos completely dissipated, Nyarlathotep frowned as she watched a plain white dove fly in from nowhere and land on Caelus's shoulder.
"I didn't expect to meet again so soon, Caelus. Is there something you need me for? Coo."
That's right, the purpose of Caelus using the Memory Crystal was actually to summon God.
And the reason for summoning Nyarlathotep was mainly to give her that book, and incidentally to have her help deal with the enemies he might have to face directly.
Nyarlathotep also understood the situation in an instant, her face full of helplessness and regret. She had just wanted to abduct Caelus regardless of the consequences and stuff him into her little box, but God had appeared at this moment, so she could only regretfully leave the stage.
"How heartless."
She sighed with such emotion, then disappeared from this universe, returning to where she belonged.
Seeing Nyarlathotep leave, Caelus spoke to God about the real thing he had been hiding and wanted to do.
He first explained the situation of his universe, then told God that he wanted to create a selective eternal dream where people could choose to abandon everything and escape after passing a test. Then, he stated his true intention for developing it after the eternal dream was established.
"I want to use that eternal dream, once it has grown, to create something similar to Heaven and Hell. People who have been oppressed, weak, and pathetic their whole lives can ascend to Heaven, enjoy eternal beautiful dreams within it, and sleep in a quiet and peaceful world. Meanwhile, evildoers who chose to bully the weak will sink into Hell, experiencing what they once did to others and consuming the bitter fruits they once planted."
After listening, God said, "You should know that my teachings do not allow suicide. Human life is precious and should not be given up lightly."
"However, there is too much suffering in this world, too much pain. Hope is too dim, and despair is everywhere, so it is indeed understandable that some people give up their lives because of this. I will not help you, but I agree."
Caelus nodded. At this moment, there were no more hidden dangers. He took out the core remaining from the apple of the Garden of Eden he had eaten and threw it into the pitch-black sun below.
The instinct of all living beings to pursue goodness stimulated the core to begin growing, and all energy began to help the core take root and sprout.
A small apple tree grew out of the soil. It took root in both illusion and reality, existing between the dimensions of dreams and reality.
Right now, it was just a tiny dream, a dream world where people could enjoy beauty while in deep sleep. But when this dream continued to expand and extend, and when the roots of this apple tree completely broke through the boundaries and reached reality, it would mean that it could already influence the real world, making those who had committed countless evils pay the price they deserved.
"I hereby declare the forging of the dream complete. From now on, there is one more theorem in this universe. Evil will be met with evil. It is not that repayment will not come, only that the time has not yet arrived."
"Coo, coo."
The white dove chirped twice, and then the universe ushered in its third transformation.
Accompanied by golden lotuses blooming in the void, bursts of Sanskrit chants entered the ears.
An illusory figure appeared. With eyes devoid of joy or sorrow, it calmly stared at Caelus for a moment, then the figure dissipated and left.
"The blessing of The Achiever. This can now be considered truly legitimate. Congratulations, kid. You've really done something big in this universe. I imagine things won't be peaceful from here on out."
The white dove said this with a smile, then spread its wings and flew away, disappearing into a sea of holy light.
The gazes that had originally been directed here had long since disappeared, and those Aeons had all left the moment the dove appeared.
From then on, on Penacony, there appeared a place where the weak could truly escape.
There also appeared a Sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of all those who oppressed others.
In the future, if you do not want the sins you have committed to eventually come knocking, or even to experience that nightmare a thousand or ten thousand times over, almost eternally, then you must raise the living standards of the lowest classes in this universe.
You must let people live with dignity and hope.
Although Paradise was not forged, conversely, Hell is genuine.
Caelus felt the new power within his body, the blessings bestowed by the Abundance, The Hunt, and The Achiever of this world.
And the power bestowed by the Harmony after the dream was forged.
Caelus let out a long breath, then slowly closed his eyes. He sat under the apple tree, and his figure also began to become illusory and blurred.
Do not be fooled by how simple it seemed. From start to finish, the forging of this dream had been accomplished entirely by him alone.
Now that it was over, he truly felt exhausted and needed a good rest.
Caelus's body slowly leaned back, and finally, he rested against the apple tree and fell into a deep sleep. Cyrene snuggled beside him, maintaining her grown-up appearance, resting Caelus's head on her shoulder to support his body and allow him to sleep more comfortably.
"You've worked hard, Partner."
(To be continued.)
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