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"No… I haven't... I haven't fulfilled what a servant of the Lord is meant to accomplish."
Jeanne's voice carried a quiet stubbornness.
"If you believe you lack the right, then I grant you that right. And if you already possess it, then lowering your head as you are now is the only mistake."
"So lift your head, Only by lifting it can you carry my light into the world,.Only then can more people feel me… follow me… walk this path with me."
Anos said softly.
"…Yes."
Jeanne slowly raised her head, meeting his eyes directly for the first time.
That gaze would be etched into her soul for the rest of her life.
…
Not long after Anos finished outlining their mission, they set out.
"There are three worlds before you," he explained. "One of blue, one of red, and one of black."
"What you must do is travel to this one."
He pointed toward the crimson path.
That was the gateway to the world of Akame ga Kill.
Of the three, the Dungeon world already had gods who had descended in person. Faith there was established, structured, and deeply rooted. It was not fertile ground for a new belief to take hold.
The world ruled by the Vampire Primogenitors was another matter. Its faith traditions had never fully taken root after centuries under immortal rulers. In theory, it could be reshaped.
But preaching there would require the strength to defeat a Primogenitor.
At Jeanne's current peak strength as a High-Class Devil, that was impossible.
And Anos had no intention of revealing himself in such a direct and reckless way.
He had greater matters to attend to.
The world of Akame ga Kill was different.
Its people lived under oppression, drowning in corruption and despair. They needed hope. They needed something to believe in.
Movements like the Path of Peace had risen from that desperation.
But compared to a faith refined over centuries, such fragile institutions were hollow imitations.
With Asia's miraculous healing abilities, she would easily be revered as a living saint. A faith could grow around her naturally.
And with Jeanne as its sacred guardian, armed with the Holy Scripture Anos had granted them, its influence would surpass anything the Path of Peace could ever achieve.
The Scripture was his hidden trump card.
The one he possessed could replicate itself endlessly. Whenever someone sought to read it, a copy would manifest in their hands. When no longer needed, it would fade away.
Every believer would have access to it at any time.
More than that, it would serve as the foundation of his entire faith system.
Through it, his will and his blessings could reach every follower.
It was not yet as refined or overwhelming as the system once built by the long-departed God of the Bible.
But at its core, it held even greater potential.
As for this first experiment in spreading faith, Anos had no intention of harvesting belief from that world, not until a new order had risen.
All gathered faith would be returned to the believers themselves.
Distributed by probability. The deeper their devotion, the more earnest their prayers, the greater the chance their wishes would be granted.
Anos had only one objective.
To establish a functioning faith system as quickly and efficiently as possible.
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"We will carry out the Lord's will."
Jeanne's eyes were resolute.
Spreading His glory, Welcoming more people as His children. Leading them to seek Him.
That had always been her purpose.
Now that the Lord Himself had summoned her and entrusted her with this task, how could she do anything but devote herself fully?
With those final words, Jeanne and Asia stepped into the dimensional passage and vanished.
They would act according to the divine revelation given to them.
They believed without hesitation. His guidance could not be wrong.
After sending them off, Anos turned to his own mission.
He would enter the Dungeon world.
The Ark Sphere, humanity's ultimate escape vessel, possessed the power to traverse universes and even alter parallel timelines.
He had already adjusted the time flow between the three worlds to a ratio of 1:100.
One month here would grant him one hundred months there.
More than enough.
"Noah Protocol: Initiate interworld traversal."
A brilliant crimson-gold light erupted from his chest.
[Noah Protocol: Activated.]
[World Transition: Target World One.]
[Available Methods: Reincarnation. Replacement. Direct Descent.]
[Reincarnation: Reborn within a chosen race. Inherit its bloodline. The Ark Sphere will analyze, refine, and evolve it.]
[Drawback: Extended growth period. Prolonged vulnerability during development.]
[Replacement: Overwrite a specific individual within the chosen race. Their memories convert into experience.]
[Drawback: Risk of identity erosion due to overwhelming knowledge.]
[Direct Descent: Immediate manifestation without preparation.]
[Drawback: Presence marked by foreign-world resonance. The use of external powers will face suppression. This effect diminishes over time.]
"Reincarnation," Anos said calmly. "Chosen race: Divine."
Yes.
That had always been his plan.
From the moment he acquired the Ark Sphere and accessed its stored data on the three worlds, he understood what path to take. It was why he had once coveted Ophis's power so intensely.
The gods of the Dungeon world were beings of unimaginable strength.
To be reborn as one of them was the optimal choice.
Take Artemis, Goddess of the Moon and the Hunt. At full power, she could hurl the moon itself into the earth.
A transcendent existence.
And the greatest among the gods might rival, or even surpass, the Heavenly Dragons and the former God of the Bible.
By reincarnating as a member of the Divine race, he would also resolve the limitations of his current body.
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A new journey was about to begin.
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