Considering that Disboard, as imperial territory, would henceforth be primarily managed by Sophon, Setsuna did not issue many additional commands.
In the form of a divine decree, he restored the planet to its original order and state.
Divine power completely erased the destruction caused by years of warfare. The once dark crimson sky was replaced with blue heavens and white clouds.
The shattered continents were repaired. Boundless grasslands covered the wastelands. Even the damage caused by piercing the Spirit Corridor not long ago was wiped away.
In just a few breaths, Disboard regained the vibrant appearance it had in ancient times.
"Ah..."
Aboard the ship, the shipgirls, Heroic Spirits, and newly arrived Flügel all stared blankly.
This near world-resetting divine power was something they were witnessing for the first time.
The Starsea Empire had several powerhouses with divinity, and even a few at demi-god level. Yet none had ever displayed something this outrageous.
This was true command of reality—words becoming law.
Since Setsuna had decreed that from this day forward all killing and war were forbidden on Disboard, every race on the planet was now incapable of initiating war.
This was a rule established by a god, as unbreakable as gravity itself. Every living being must—and could only—obey.
"Analysis. The Commander has become the supreme god of Disboard. His power exceeds that of all Old Deus."
Holou sat atop her large ink pot, her eyes sweeping over Setsuna several times before firing off a string of questions.
"Inquiry. Does the Commander possess a divine core? If so, what is its nature?"
"How does the power of the One True God function? Would it have the same effect in other universes as it does on Disboard? ..."
"Ooooh..."
The shipgirls, Grey, and members of the Research Division crowded around first.
"Commander, have you become a god now?"
"Uh... perhaps I should congratulate you?"
Tohru swayed her tail and tilted her head thoughtfully.
"After all, Elma and I only count as demi-gods... Lucoa is very powerful, but her divinity seems to have been stripped away? ..."
"Kami-sama!!!"
Gudako threw herself onto Setsuna, clasping her hands together in pious prayer.
"Commander, O almighty Lord, please hear the request of your most devout believer... grant me power!!!"
"Since you're the One True God, can you turn me into some kind of Old Deus too? Maybe give me a divine core or something? ..."
Clang—
Setsuna knocked her lightly on the head.
"So every time you visit a world, you want to stack another buff?"
"If you want to learn something, go to the Elves. They have some interesting techniques. Or wait until the Research Division completes the False Epigraphy. In the future, we'll have a nationwide shared data arsenal."
As he spoke, he took a deep breath and gazed toward the horizon.
"From Disboard's perspective, I am indeed this world's One True God. In the No Game No Life world, whether native lifeforms or Old Deus, there will be no one stronger than me."
"I can establish rules for the entire world and make all life live according to my will."
"Ooooh..."
Just as Tet had once transformed the entire planet into a game world—where everything from matters of state to roadside robbery had to be decided through games—
Setsuna now possessed the power to reshape the entire world at will and determine how everyone would live.
"Uh... if you gave an order that all girls on Disboard must go commando, then no one would ever be allowed to wear panties again?"
The nanobot suddenly voiced a bizarre idea.
"Or you could decree that all girls of every race have obligations to the One True God? Wouldn't that mean you could hold planet-wide orgies here..."
"Huh???"
Think Nirvalen, Holou, Azril, and the other natives of Disboard stared as if they had seen a ghost.
Wasn't that a bit too evil?!
Why had they never imagined such a degenerate use of the Suniaster before?!
No, wait—was this even something a carbon-based lifeform could think of?!
Holou's pupils trembled violently. She could not even manage her usual "Doubt" or "Inquiry."
Think Nirvalen hugged herself, shivering. Compared to lolis, she suddenly felt her own chastity might be in even greater danger.
Thud—
After knocking Gudako, Setsuna delivered another hand chop to Grey.
"I am the ruler of the Starsea Empire, not some god of lewdness, thank you very much."
"Aside from causing chaos, what practical purpose does your proposal serve?"
"Tch... it'd be fun. We could conduct social experiments..."
Grey muttered, clutching her head.
"..."
Setsuna glanced at the humans on Disboard below, then at the people around him, and suddenly had an idea.
"Ritsuka Fujimaru, Schwi—you two go beat up little Jibril and toss her into a pot to stew with mushrooms."
"Understood."
Schwi nodded. Facing Jibril, she instantly deployed her armaments.
"Lösen!—"
"Huh? Why?"
Gudako felt that two against one was a bit dishonorable, but since Setsuna had spoken, she did not mind. It was a good chance to spar with Jibril.
She began forming magecraft with both hands, pulling out a scroll, preparing to summon Strelizia.
"Eh?!"
Jibril panicked.
"Wait, Master, I didn't do anything?! Why am I getting beaten up?!"
"I—I won't surrender without a fight!!!"
She had already returned to her original form, spreading her wings and hovering in midair.
The three faced off for a moment. Just as Jibril was about to strike first—
Shhh—
An invisible force dismantled their equipment.
Whether it was the Flügel's weapons, the armaments Schwi projected through Lösen, or Gudako's Strelizia, all were forcibly suppressed.
Not a single shred of power could be invoked. All conflict was erased before it could even begin.
"What was that...?"
Everyone looked bewildered. Tesla and Einstein reacted first.
"The rule just established—no violent conflict is permitted within Disboard. The attack on little Jibril exceeds the bounds of a normal spar and is therefore restricted."
"Does this rule also apply to non-Disboard lifeforms?"
"Yes. In this world, anyone whose status does not exceed mine is bound by the rules set by the One True God."
Setsuna nodded, unsurprised.
He patted Nyarlathotep's head.
"What about you?"
"Me?"
Nyarlathotep's ahoge curled slightly.
"I don't feel any different at all."
"Exactly. The One True God who obtains the Suniaster holds absolute dominion over Disboard. Whether native life or Old Deus, all must obey."
Setsuna pinched her cheek lightly.
"As for those from other worlds... it depends on the gap in strength and status between the two sides. Ritsuka Fujimaru is affected. Nyarlathotep is not. You can't expect to use the Suniaster to dominate an Outer God or something even stronger, right?"
"Of course, under normal circumstances, since Disboard is a closed universe, the One True God who obtains the Suniaster is indeed invincible here."
"Ohhh... so Nyarlathotep can be an outlaw?"
Gudako pondered.
"But I think the rule you set has a bug... It feels like it could be exploited pretty easily?"
"The specific administrative work will be handled by Sophon and the Angeloids. It's not like I can stay here forever, putting on a show for the natives every day."
"Once or twice is fine. There's still serious business in other universes."
Setsuna smiled.
He had no intention of simply establishing covenants like Tet and then washing his hands of it. A new administrative system would be established here in the future.
If problems arose, Sophon would report them in time and adjustments could be made.
"Besides, for convenience in management, I can also grant certain privileges."
He tapped Gudako on the forehead. In an instant, she sensed some invisible restriction being lifted.
"Aha!! Let's fight to our hearts' content!!!"
"Aaaahhh—"
Little Jibril fled as Gudako chased her in circles around Setsuna.
"Master, only she can hit people—I can't fight back! That's not fair!!!"
"..."
The other shipgirls wore strange expressions.
"What is this? You can even play tricks with this ability..."