Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

"Speak, everyone has the right to express their opinion. Before God, we are all equal."

"...Thank you, High Priest."

Grinding his teeth, the middle-aged man clad in a ceremonial robe admitted that, in his view, Kasim was an exceptional Godhood Practitioner whom he believed he could not match.

Had it not been for such a turn of events, he felt he would never have dared challenge the other’s authority.

But now, having glanced surreptitiously at Lord Aibu in the distance, the middle-aged man ignored the astonishment and warnings in the other’s eyes and took a step forward.

"High Priest, what I want to say is that we have suffered too many disasters,"

"Violent winds, heavy rains, plagues."

"The dead returning to the world of the living, the earth shaking apart."

"You have always told us that these are the curse of the Evil God, the calamities summoned by those sinful Hebrews, and that All Gods would end it all, but what has happened?"

"The Sun has been extinguished, the earth has even reached its end... I did not understand until recently, when I heard that Lord Aibu had received a Divine Revelation!" @@novelbin@@

His tone growing fervent as if grasping a ray of light in desperate straits, the middle-aged man’s voice grew louder, "He said there are nine pillars in the Sky, and then they all collapsed."

"He said the Sun was swallowed by the Great Serpent and then split in two by God."

"He also said the earth was cleaved apart, and the Mortal Realm will fracture—before this, I had doubted him. Until yesterday, our Envoys told us that the edge of the earth had appeared."

"This is the Prophecy!"

The voice echoed in the air, and Kasim watched it all quietly.

He didn’t care what the middle-aged man said; he was just observing the people.

He saw many shift from hesitation to resolve, and even more have their eyes flicker. Such are mortals, a rabble.

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No one would speak out first, but once they realized they were the ’majority,’ they would become aggressive and confrontational.

If Kasim had wanted to prevent all this, the best thing he could have done was to have the guards apprehend the middle-aged man as soon as he stepped forward, nipping everything in the bud.

Even though it was too late to take back the past, had he decisively made a decision now, people might have been somewhat dissatisfied but also frightened by his methods, and none would dare to lead the rebellion.

As long as they weren’t starved, aside from those devout with strong faith, most people wouldn’t really do anything outlandish. Having been High Priest for so many years, he knew this best... Yet at this moment, Kasim chose the most passive approach.

He knew that the man in front of him had no way back, yet he still let him go on. Even though he was bound to try to incite more people to confront him, it was the only way he could possibly succeed.

"So, what are you trying to say?" Kasim asked indifferently.

"I want to say..."

Looking around and seeing many eyes, the middle-aged man, as if encouraged, exclaimed loudly: "I want to say that the All Gods are dead!"

"Look, the blood water in the Nile River!"

"Look, this broken and fragmented world!"

"There’s no hope left, the All Gods are dead, just as Lord Aibu saw in the Divine Revelation. The God La failed, the Sun has lost its Light, and praying is pointless now!"

"The god of evil—the Lord of the Hebrews—He is the true victor. If we don’t want to die along with them, then we need to take action!"

—A roar—

At the fall of his words, there was an uproar.

Zealous followers of the Egyptian gods shouted angrily, and those who also heard Lord Aibu’s disheartened recount supported him.

Suddenly, the previously silent crowd became noisy. People vented their emotions, their fears, and anxieties accumulated over time. Watching all this, Kasim just smiled and lightly tapped the ground with his staff.

—Thud, thud, thud—

After all, his authority had been long established.

As the High Priest gestured, the crowd gradually quieted down.

Shaking his head slightly, Kasim looked at the former middle-aged man and asked again:

"So, what do you want to do?"

With a smile, without waiting for a reply, Kasim gently reminded him, "That is the ’Hebrews’ god."

"They were the ’Sin People’ in the words of the God La. So, if you want to elevate Him to the divine altar, does that mean we too are ’born sinful’?"

The crowd went silent again, and the middle-aged man seemed a bit at a loss.

He didn’t know how to explain, especially since just a short while ago, they were still cursing the failure of the Evil God.

"Aibu, come forward."

Just as he expected... With a slight lift in tone, Kasim was not disappointed.

He looked at Aibu, who from the beginning seemed somewhat lost. He wasn’t yet up to the task, but time was not on their side.

But that was fine, in the world of Godhood Practitioners, nothing had more status than being a ’Near-God.’ The rest was just minor details.

"Teacher, I—"

Stepping forward slowly, Aibu still seemed a bit lost, but Kasim did not pause.

"You said you received a Divine Revelation."

"I—"

"But the Hebrews claim their god only protects them, yet as an Egyptian, you received a Divine Revelation, prophesying the fragmentation of the earth."

In their conversation, Kasim came to a conclusion, looking directly into Aibu’s eyes, and the latter seemed to understand something.

Yes, his father was right, he was an Egyptian, yet he had received a Divine Revelation.