Maou Gakuin No Futekigousha - Chapter 421

It was the memory of a distant beginning-the primordial and repeated generation of hundreds of millions of this world.

Silver-haired girl opens the eyelids.

The first thing that came into view was the sky, one side of which was dyed white. There is no top and bottom, no left and right.

"Good morning"

The voice resounded.

"Good morning. Last child "

The silver-haired girl blinks blinking. Look around, but the voice isn't anywhere.

T rans late d by jp ｍ t l .ｃ o m "I can't find it anymore. I'm already gone. This is the voice I created to tell you what's important. ''

"……Who are you……?"



When the girl asked, a gentle voice returned immediately.

"I am the creator of your generation. His name is Elenesia. Mother of you and your sister

"……sister…………?"

The silver-haired girl looks at her back. I gently reached out to my back, but there was only sky.

Perhaps someone felt there. But it was an illusion, there was nothing behind it.

T r ansla t ed by jpｍtl .c o ｍ Still, she did something like holding someone's hand.

"I don't have enough voice to tell everything. Cute child, to you, my failure. We must tell the end of the world of Enesia. ''

The pure white world is melting. It is as gentle and soft as snow.

Eventually, a deserted earth appeared behind the pure white world.

Devastated towns and villages, dead seas, dead forests, crumbled mountains. The end of the world, where there is no sign of creatures, is slammed in front of the girl.

"This is the end of the world of Elenesia"

"... sad world ..."

Yes, the girl with silver hair muttered.

"Was good"

Says the voice of Elenesia.

"I was able to have a gentle child at the end"

Great sadness and a dash of hope were included in the words.

"My beloved child. Please ask. This is the history of the world that the God of Creation has repeated. A fairy tale of the gods passed down from generation to generation from mother to daughter

The silver-haired girl listens, looking down at the desolate world. Finally, the voice of her mother.

"The Creation God Enesia created the world. A rich, beautiful world full of greenery. Various lives lived there. To stabilize the world, we must maintain order. Especially if destruction and creation are not equal, the world will not cycle and the root will be out of the circle of reincarnation. "

Tr a ns la t e d by jp m tl .ｃoｍ The wilderness world is scattered with faint light. The finished life, the light of its roots.

'I kept my order. Desperately maintained the coordination of destruction and creation. But in the world of Elenesia, there was no end to conflict. The people continued to fight and the world was slowly destroyed. Where I ended up, as you see now '

A world in which death and destruction are rampant and reaching their limits. The source floating in the wilderness never regains its body, but simply wanders intently.

"I may have made a mistake. At the beginning, when creating the world, he may have made a mistake. So the world of Elenesia was imperfect. Only a small orderly wound, created when created, eventually spread and destroyed the world. I couldn't create a gentle world. '

Regret oozes into those words. The sorrow of God, who could not fulfill his role, was swallowed by the wind and disappeared softly.

"... what was the wound of order ...?"

A silver-haired girl asks. By birth, she understands that she is about to be created.

The girl who inherited the order of Enesia was undoubtedly the god of creation.

Shinto: "I don't know. There was no visible damage to this. The world we created seemed to be perfect. I didn't know it at all, though I should have seen it all the time. ''

A heavy, sad voice resounds as if confessing sin.

Defects: Not just me. My mother ... the creator before Erenesia, the creator before it, and the god long before, no one noticed the world. Unrecognized, the world has reached its limits, and we have done our last creations. '

"Last creation?"

Genso: The creator is allowed to use the only twice in his lifetime due to his order. At the beginning and end of the world

After two blinks, the silver-haired girl opens her mouth.

"When to create a new world and when to create a new creation god?"

"so. When he realizes that the world has reached its limits, the creator dedicates a dying source and creates his own daughter. The God of new creation can recreate the world that has reached its limits and start new days again from scratch. " T r a ns lat ed b y Jpm tl .c o ｍ

Sources that do not reincarnate gradually diminish their brightness. The light of the wilderness faded every moment.

As she says, the world of Elenesia has finally reached its limits.

"Maybe this world is long gone. We have recreated the world. However, no matter how many times we recreate, the finished world is going to the end. There are no flaws in the world, the end is just fate, it may be order. '

Dedicating the creature's roots cannot resurrect a dead world. It just makes it look like it's not gone. Yes, Erenesia would want to say.

"After the beginnings of hundreds of millions, we have just connected our sad destiny to our child. You can't escape this fate. That's why I'm going to connect this world, this land where the gods of creation have connected, the smiles of those who lived under the sky of Elenesia

For a moment, a breathless sound sounds.

"I'm done here."

The determined voice covered the world.

"This world is perishing here. You are the creator god with new authority that I created, and create a new world from scratch with that power. Abandon the old beginning and get a new one in your hand. Please, please-"

In the ear of a girl staring at the world, she lovingly said.

"Your gentle world"

After looking down and thinking for a while, the girl looks at the wilderness and the sky. The faint light is shaking.

One of them flew away and got on her palm. Gently wrapping it in his hand, the silver-haired girl clearly shook his head from side to side.

"Fine"

Tr a n s lated b y jp ｍtl.ｃo m She says softly.

"I won't end. The world of Elenesia that my mother loved is still here."

A momentary blank. The voice resounded.

"No. It's over. And we didn't notice. No, I noticed, but I turned my eyes away. Then she left only her sad fate to her child. It's over for me. I want to leave you a happy world. '

Again, the girl shook her head from side to side.

"It's not just sad fate"

The new born God said so in a gentle voice.

"My mother, my mother, my mother far away, the mother of the beginning. I've always connected this world to the world. I think everyone loved the smiles of the people who live in this world."

The girl gazes at the silver sky, staring at the face of her mother, who has already died.

"So no one could end it."

Elenesia's voice stopped. Listen to your child's words.

"I won't end, my mother, Elenesia. This power of creativity that you have given you will protect the smiles of this world. I love the people who live here. "

The silver-haired girl raises her hands. Then the moon rose in the wilderness.

"Be sure to create a gentle world"

A shadow shines on the silver full moon. The begins, and the light of red silver gently dyes the world.

"Your feelings that have been connected all the way to this day are connected to me. Not only sad, but connected to this happy ending, I am gentle so that everyone can rest in peace Because it creates the world "

The ground sounded. Gentle, warm and transmitted forever-it was the movement of the world.

Illuminated by red and silver light, the wilderness begins to fill with greenery. The world was about to be recreated.

"My child. You are very gentle and very strong

The voice of Enesia resounds.

"Please promise"

The girl waited for her mother's words.

"Don't tell anyone about today's day. Other than your child '

"why?"

"do not know. We have always connected this word. If you tell the people who live in this world the first day, they will be destroyed by those who disrupt order. ''

The girl nodded, said the girl.

"promise"

The world was gently wrapped in red and silver light. Soon, the creation is complete.

A new life is born and love and tenderness fill the world.

"Farewell. Finally, is there anything you want to ask? How to create the world can be taught. How to reduce conflict, increase people's smiles, and develop civilization. How to enhance magic. If you do something you don't know, you still have the power to tell. '

Thinking for a moment, the girl looked up.

"Name is?"

After asking her, she asks again.

"My name"

As embarrassed, Elenesia replied.

"You must understand your order. The name of the creator is given by the creator himself. Because it is equal to the name of the world. Telling your name doesn't help. Ask more useful things. "

The girl shook her head from side to side.

"I wanted the name my mother gave me, just like a human parent does, because that love and kindness will surely be transmitted to this world."

Once cut off, the girl said straight.

"Because it helps me more than how to create a world. Mom."

After a moment of silence, the voice of Elenesia echoed.

"Militia"

On hearing the name, the girl smiles.

"Militia. I wish you and the happiness of this world. I want you to forgive my mother who cannot be with you. Forgive my mother who can't preach by my side. Please, please, this time-

The voice is roared and disappears. By giving the name, he may have exhausted his remaining creative power.

Already abandoned lives require considerable power to create new possibilities.

Still, my voice resonated as if to focus on my thoughts.

The Creation God "May the world grow healthy"

Finally the voice disappears.

Militia. The silver-haired girl holds her hands tightly in her chest, gently wrapping the name.

The light of red and silver burst, and the green world spread out there. Said the God of new creation.

With thanks to my mother.

"Thank you"