Sion Note:Vol 9

Sion asked.

He asked the other half of Ryner’s body.

"Then, how should I call you?"

So the woman that was the half of Ryner’s body looked at him.

"...Ferris. The light that opened the darkness, «Ferris Eris». Call me that."

She answered.

"Ferris?

"Yes."

"That is your name?"

"You can also call me the light that sold out the dark, «Eris»."

"...Which one should I call you then?"

When he asked that, Ferris smiled faintly.

"Any one can do. Didn’t you say it before, names have no meaning."

"Is that so."

"Yes."

"In that case, I’ll call you Ferris."

"It’s up to you."

Ferris said.

Then she looked to the grey sky.

She looked at the grey sky.

"Open that sky. You can do that already."

So Sion looked to the sky. Then he felt that the scenery was different from what he had seen.

It was probably because he had devoured Ryner.

Ryner’s power was circling in his body. It spread through his entire body. No, in his mind

"Open your eyes. Go out."

Ryner’s voice spoke.

Following that voice, Sion opened his eyes. Then in the middle of that eye, there was suddenly a pattern of a tear that appeared suddenly.

In a moment, the scene surrounding him changed.

Everything in his surroundings started to become notations, graphics and symbols.

He just needed to gently touch them and everything would be destroyed.

But there was one thing that could not be destroyed.

It was the grey sky.

But Sion had the power to destroy the grey.

So,

"...Sword."

He said softly.

Then he reached out his hand.

In that hand, black swords appeared again.

He only used Ryner’s eyes to look at the formation of the sword. He knew why the sword had been created and who created it.

That sword had enough power to kill two hundred million Goddesses. That meant that after killing two hundred million Goddesses, there wouldn’t be any power left in the sword.

Then when the sword lost its power, Sion would die to.

That meant that this sword—no,

"...I am an existence meant to reduce the number of Goddesses."

He said softly.

And that sword had the name of the person who created Sion.

That person’s name was Worshipper.

The name Worshipper was written as a formula on this sword.

Of course, he had no memory of who that person was, there was no message left on the sword.

But he knew that it was the Worshipper who created him and the Goddesses.

So,

"...Haha"

Sion laughed.

He could no longer differentiate whether it was his feelings or the feelings of Ryner who had been absorbed. Because Sion had never laughed until now.

But now he,

"...Hahahaha"

Laughed like this.

"Hahahahahahaha"

He laughed happily.

Then he reached a finger toward the sword. He reached a finger towards the structure of the sword.

Just like that, he intervened with the existence of the sword.

Eroded.

Rewrote.

The sword had been set so that it could not kill the Worshipper.

—But Sion’s sword had been given the power to cut through everything.

The sword had been set to only kill two hundred million Goddesses.

—But Sion removed this limit.

Just like that, the more he rewrote the structure of the sword, the darker the sword became until it was completely black.

It was darker that black. Darker that shadow. The sword turned into a color that was deeper than that.

It became more black, more black, more black, because the curses on the sword concentrated, in the end that sword couldn’t even be seen.

It had disappeared from sight.

But he knew the sword was still there.

Sion knew.

Although it could not be seen.

Although the power of Ryner’s eyes could not even see it.

But the sword was in his hand—

Sion commanded the sword.

«Open it»

Then the sky immediately split into two.

Before this, he could only cut the sky into half, but now, he was so strong that he could cut this space into half.

Cut the sky.

Cut the world.

This world immediately linked with that world.

Then Sion, again,

"...Hahaha"

Laughed.

Ferris, who was behind him asked,

"Are you happy?"

"No."

"Then why do you laugh?"

"It’s not me who is laughing."

"Wueh. That means, the Ryner within you is laughing?"

She said. So Sion turned around.

"...Who knows. But Ryner seemed happy that he was able to walk out."

He replied.

Ferris was behind him.

She was an emotionless woman, floating in the air and looking at him.

She used icy blue eyes to look at him, then looked at their surroundings.

"...This is the outside world."

Her eyes started to move.

In her surroundings, was the scene of the world Sion had lived in earlier.

It was a desolate land, covered with the bodies of the Goddesses who multiplied unceasingly.

The Goddesses looked at them.

They looked at the bodies of Sion and Ferris that had suddenly appeared in the sky through the open space.

Among them, Sion saw a face that he recognized.

It was Milk.

"The Goddess of Reincarnation, «Milk Ephillet»."

Milk looked to them and seemed to want to say something, but before that,

"...The outside world is ugly."

Ferris said.

Sion moved his attention from Milk and looked at Ferris.

Then he said.

"Ryner doesn’t think so."

"I’m different from Ryner."

"Is that so?"

"Ah ah. Because most of the feelings have been given to Ryner... My feelings have already, even to feel this world is beautiful is..."

But when Ferris was talking, another Goddess other than Ferris flew towards them, opening her mouth, thinking of devouring Ferris.

The Goddess had no other interest other than eating.

Ferris looked at her.

"..."

Her hands started to move and dance.

A magical formation was drawn in front of the Goddess.

"Burn."

She said.

Then the Goddess started to burn.

The Goddess disappeared, wailing.

The other Goddesses looking on this, noticed that there was something different. They noticed that the person who could kill them had appeared.

It wasn’t prey, but it was the enemy.

Then they started to call something.

Using a piercing voice, millions, billions of Goddesses seemed to be calling something.

Ferris looked at the Goddess on the ground.

"...I see, I know why you use the swords. In order to fight those things, a sword would be most effective. If that is so, then let my power become a sword too."

She said and started to draw magical formations again. She used both her hands to write a large magical structure.

So that her power would become a sword, she drew ceaselessly, finally the magic was complete.

That sword was perfect and complete, it could not integrate into Ferris’s body any more. Not only that, it seemed as if Ferris’s existence had transferred onto the sword.

A sword that would never be broken.

A sword that would never disappear.

A sword that was made of a white metal.

The sword was so large and big that her slender wrists could not hold them.

Ferris raised that sword, softly saying after she breathed, then,

"...This sword will be called «Eris Reed»."

She said. Then she placed the sword on her shoulder.

Then she looked at Sion.

"Then, can we kill these things?"

She asked.

Sion said.

"Why do you want to do that?"

"Because they’re ugly."

"Ha ha ha."

"And your structure says that you are born to kill the Goddess."

"That’s true."

"In that case, you want to kill the Goddess, right?"

Ferris asked.

So Sion replied.

"I want to kill them all."

"Then, let’s do that."

"Ah ah. But there’s no chance for you to appear on stage."

As he said that, Sion looked towards the land. The crowd of Goddess didn’t seem to have any intentions of attacking.

But actually, it didn’t matter what the other party was thinking.

Sion could only destroy.

«Shatter»

He said softly.

Then that transparent sword appeared.

The Goddesses probably couldn’t see it.

They couldn't see that sword.

But they knew that there was power concentrating at this point.

It was a large power that could destroy everything that was birthed and from the sky, it fell towards the ground,

«Shatter»

Fell.

«Collapse»

Fell.

«Destroy»

Fell.

There was only a "phew—" sound.

There were several thousand Goddesses who heard this.

Then this was the last sound that the Goddesses heard on this world.

The sword that was filled with Ryner’s powers invaded the most important part of the Goddess’s structure, then Sion’s sword pierced through the most important structure.

The Goddess whose center of existence were cut became completely unable to maintain their form, they shattered, collapsed and were destroyed.

All the Goddesses in Sion’s view quickly shattered, aside from one of them, and sank into the earth.

Sion looked at all this, then slowly descended to the ground that was covered with the fragments and blood of the Goddesses.

Then he raised his head to the sky and said to Ferris who was looking at all this

"...This way, is the world less ugly?"

He asked.

She used that emotionless cold eyes to look at the corpses of the bodies and replied

"The reason why this place is so ugly does not seem to be because of the presence of the Goddesses."

"Is that so."

"This world, has been unnatural even its foundations are so."

"...Wu, then, which part is unnatural?"

Sion said.

Ferris seemed to be slightly surprised, then she faintly laughed.

"That tone... The you of the past wouldn’t have that response. Did you change because you absorbed Ryner."

"..."

"Then use your eyes...use Ryner eyes, can’t you see the unnaturalness of this world? Everything in this world seems to be made for something."

She said.

So Sion opened his eyes and looked at his surroundings. But he couldn’t understand. He couldn’t feel the odd feeling that she felt.

But he wanted to destroy everything.

He wanted to destroy everything.

Towards Sion’s response, Ferris said.

"You can’t feel it... Wuwu. This is slightly interesting. The interior is completely mixed together..."

But her words didn’t continue.

A voice from their side interrupted them.

"Ah ha, you’ve returned."

Ferris turned in the direction of the voice.

"Who is that?"

She asked.

Sion looked to the side and replied.

"It’s Milk. The Goddess of Reincarnation, «Milk Ephillet»."

Then Milk revealed a flirtatious smile, as she had done so in the past.

"Heh, still remember me, huh."

"More like you, why are you here? From the time I have disappeared since that dimension distortion..."

It should have been more than a hundred and seventy years—when he started to say that, Milk replied.

"It’s been a hundred and eighty years."

"..."

"Because to me, who knows nothing else but to eat, there is no difference eating here or anywhere else. But if it’s like that, I thought that maybe there would be more interesting things happening, at the same time, wouldn’t eating be more interesting?"

"Interesting matters?"

"Yes"

"So you were waiting here for me?"

Hearing this, Milk looked at Sion. Then tilted her head.

"...Earlier, you were talking with that blond monster, right, your personality seemed to have changed."

She said.

But Sion didn’t know the answer to this question. The personality he had before, the feelings that Ryner had carried when he was devoured, until now, he had been unable to make sense of them.

But Ryner was moving in his body. When he first saw the air of this world, Ryner had traveled happily, he had traveled happily throughout his body.

Ryner he was slowly becoming one with Sion.

When he laughed happily, Sion couldn’t differentiate whether it was Sion or Ryner who was laughing.

Then Ferris said,

Your personality has changed.

Milk said.

Your personality has changed.

If they thought so.

"...If that’s what the two of you think, then it’s good."

Milk revealed an interested expression.

"Wu~ How should I say this, the events have progressed much differently than I would have thought in a hundred and eighty years... Ma, this is quite interesting. And I thought that there would be a more powerful monster, but what appeared was a different ‘hero’ who is warm and a blond beauty. What exactly has happened in that dimension distortion..."

As she said that, Milk stopped and turned around.

Then,

"Ah, let’s leave this topic for later. The Goddesses are calling and they have already began to come and deal with you."

Hearing this, Sion laughed again.

"Deal?"

"Wu."

"Then destroy them."

Saying this, he turned in the direction that Milk was looking in.

Then Sion could feel it too. He could feel in the distance, there were many Goddesses using themselves as offerings, they wanted to use a large scale magic.

Then Ferris walked to his side.

"They respond quickly."

"You can see it?"

"Because my eyes are the same as yours. It looks like we’re completely hated."

"But I already have to power to destroy everything."

Sion said.

Then he started to analyze the magic that the Goddesses wanted to use. He started to create the magical sword that would deal with this.

But in the middle of analyzing,

"...Wu?"

Sion tilted his head.

He looked at the magic that was developing on the other side

"Why are they making another dimension magic? Don’t they want to kill me?"

He asked.

This was obvious, but no one answered.

Only Milk said a sentence.

"Ah, amazing... even my power was used... all of the Goddesses’ powers are used on this magic..."

Sion looked at Milk, then he started to intervene in the magic that the Goddesses were using. He made a sword and planned to severe this magic.

But before that,

"That is useless."

A voice spoke.

But there was no sign of its owner.

Not, that voice was on a different level.

It was from that other dimension.

So Sion looked in the direction of that other dimension. Then he reached out a hand, thinking to enter the other dimension.

But the voice spoke again.

"...Didn’t I say this is useless. Because this is our world."

The voice that treated Sion and the other like idiots spoke again.

The owner of that voice looked at Sion.

Then what was there was different from the Goddesses.

Different from the Hero.

Different from the Lonely Demon.

This was a completely new and an existence with a different equation.

That person laughed.

It laughed as it looked here.

Sion looked at that person. But he could not see his structure clearly. He could not understand how the Goddesses had created this kind of existence. It was very complicated, but it was also very simple; it was very simple, but it was very hard to decipher, he could not analyze it at all.

He only knew the name of that magic.

The person who was laughing happily—

No, he only knew those people’s name.

Human

That was the name of the magic.

Human

That was the name of the magic.

And because this magic appeared, all of the tragedy began.

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