The island at the center of the three continents .

There was a remote and solitary island where none had entered since a few days ago .

　――No . To be accurate, none were able to enter .

Except by turning into ornaments called corpses .

At the center of the island was a large structure .

It had a temple-like structure and each stone were mysteriously large .

It had several floors inside and the top floor had a window large enough to be able to see the other side of the sea .

From that window, G.o.d of creation Creasyl overlooked the world .

“… How is your condition, Lady Creasyl”

“ ‘tis not bad . I finally am in the mood to put the world in my hand”

Creasyl stretched her hand .

On her hand, she already seized the world .

“The world is in my hand . I can destroy it at any time”

“We, the

, too have made preparations”

Hanging their heads behind her as she grasped tightly her hand were seven human figures .

“We will begin . Go destroy any cities . I am raising the beacon of ma.s.sacre”

“Gihyahya! In that case, I will go!”

Who stood up was a tall man with a peculiar pointed red hair .

He raised a vulgar laughter while sending a sharp look at Creasyl .

“You know, I want all the most delicious parts! That’d be fine right? Almighty Creasyl!

“Mammon is it… Very well . You go”

“Gihya! Alright!

The man called Mammon jumped off the top floor as is and turned small until he vanished .

“… Will it be fine to let that man go?”

One of the sacred swords saw off Mammon and opened her mouth .

“I do not mind . His suicidal tendency is manageable . Left alone, he should come bring several heads of human leaders”

Creasyl turned around and created a throne behind her .

Sitting on the boorish and pointless ornament-lacking throne, she spoke the words of the beginning .

“Now―――― ‘tis the end of the age of mankind”

“That fool Creasyl… so she began her move”

Destroia murmured while facing the direction of the solitary island, where Creasyl was at .

“And yet our side is likely to take yet more time――”

Behind her was a shrine inside the forest .

Inside the shrine was Setsu’s figure on his knees on the worn-out throne, his arms bound in chains and his head hanging down .

His eyes were closed and he did not seem conscious .

“When necessity arises, I will――――no, I should have confidence in him”

Destroia entered the shrine .

Seeing Setsu’s “completion”, she closed her eyes in satisfaction .

“I will not let you end the age of mankind――――Creasyl”

Words of the beginning and the end

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The island at the center of the three continents

There was a remote and solitary island where none had entered since a few days ago

 .

　――No . To be accurate, none were able to enter

 .

Except by turning into ornaments called corpses

 .

At the center of the island was a large structure

It had a temple-like structure and each stone were mysteriously large

It had several floors inside and the top floor had a window large enough to be able to see the other side of the sea

From that window, G.o.d of creation Creasyl overlooked the world

 .

“… How is your condition, Lady Creasyl”.

“ ‘tis not bad . I finally am in the mood to put the world in my hand”.

 .

Creasyl stretched her hand

On her hand, she already seized the world

 .

“The world is in my hand . I can destroy it at any time”.

“We, the

, too have made preparations”.

 .

Hanging their heads behind her as she grasped tightly her hand were seven human figures

 .

“We will begin . Go destroy any cities . I am raising the beacon of ma.s.sacre”.

“Gihyahya! In that case, I will go!”.

 .

Who stood up was a tall man with a peculiar pointed red hair

He raised a vulgar laughter while sending a sharp look at Creasyl

 .

“You know, I want all the most delicious parts! That’d be fine right? Almighty Creasyl!.

“Mammon is it… Very well . You go”.

“Gihya! Alright!.

 .

The man called Mammon jumped off the top floor as is and turned small until he vanished

 .

“… Will it be fine to let that man go?”.

 .

One of the sacred swords saw off Mammon and opened her mouth

 .

“I do not mind . His suicidal tendency is manageable . Left alone, he should come bring several heads of human leaders”.

 .

Creasyl turned around and created a throne behind her

Sitting on the boorish and pointless ornament-lacking throne, she spoke the words of the beginning

 .

“Now―――― ‘tis the end of the age of mankind”.

◆◆◆.

“That fool Creasyl… so she began her move”.

 .

Destroia murmured while facing the direction of the solitary island, where Creasyl was at

 .

“And yet our side is likely to take yet more time――”.

 .

Behind her was a shrine inside the forest

Inside the shrine was Setsu’s figure on his knees on the worn-out throne, his arms bound in chains and his head hanging down

His eyes were closed and he did not seem conscious

 .

“When necessity arises, I will――――no, I should have confidence in him”.

 .

Destroia entered the shrine

Seeing Setsu’s “completion”, she closed her eyes in satisfaction

 .

“I will not let you end the age of mankind――――Creasyl”.