Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

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It’s hard to say what state I’m in now, or what I should call myself.

Wandering in the Void outside the world, Amon-Ra fixed his ’gaze’ on those concepts that had attached themselves to him.

Divine Child? A thief who stole Divine Authority? What are all these things! But regardless of whether Amon-Ra was willing to accept it or not, at this moment, he could not affect anything in the world anymore.

Those mortals, although I never paid them any mind in the past, as Egypt’s Principal God, I did treat them well, if I do say so myself.

I brought them good weather for their crops and allowed them to become Hemenu’s most prosperous human dynasty.

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But now, just as the world has barely begun its destruction, they couldn’t wait to abandon their old master, assign my name to another, and even dare to assign such an identity to him.

This is simply an insult, an unforgivable crime. Every single one of these rebels deserves to die!

"...Heh, calm down, don’t be in such a hurry."

"Speaking in such absolutes isn’t good. After all, when it comes right down to it, you’re a rebel too. Besides, you are no longer Ra."

The voice suddenly erupted from within, yet Amon-Ra was not surprised, only more irritated.

Yes, although those mortals betrayed him, when it came to Hemenu, was Ra not also a traitor who took the money and ran when the going got tough?

The gap between gods and mortals is vast, but so too is the one between the world and him.

Thus, perhaps in essence, Ra’s behavior was no different from that of those mortals, and even in the oldest myths of the greatest civilizations, the original gods bore a certain resemblance to humans... But even though he realized this, Ra was unwilling to admit it.

His plans disrupted, having lost everything that made him Ra, at this moment he felt as if he had become somewhat more irritable and prone to anger.

"Enough, you are me, and I am you, we are clearly the same person. If I am a rebel, aren’t you as well?"

"Moreover, I’ll tell you, I absolutely do not acknowledge those mortals’ wild claims—that I am an incarnation of an Outer God, an aspect? Ridiculous!"

An angry rebuke, and the thoughts swirling in the Void expanded and then contracted.

Amon-Ra’s rage was plain to see, yet at the very depths of his heart, another voice was totally unconcerned.

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"Heh... One entity, yes, it seems so. But even if it’s not ’I’ but ’we’, I don’t see how ’Ra’s’ betrayal concerns me."

"After all, I am Amon, I am a part of the world, one of The Eight Primordial Spirits. Can one betray oneself? I don’t think so."

"As for the mortals’ Speech..."

Seemingly with a chuckle, Amon’s voice was somewhat indifferent: "That’s not for you to decide."

"Everything that made you Ra has been either taken or annihilated."

"You are no longer Ra, that Outer God who has taken everything from you, that’s Him—"

"Enough—!"

Thoughts violently shuddered, Lies do not hurt people; the truth is the swift blade.

Having been Ra for who knows how many years, to one day be told—your name, authority, and even the traces you’ve left in this world, as well as your past and future belong to someone else—this is something no person can accept.

The same was true of Ra, but unfortunately, he had no means to do anything about it.

Amon is right, I shouldn’t be called Ra anymore, and that I can even survive now is thanks to my particular Strength. Otherwise, I’m afraid I would have already been someone else’s prey.

You see, unlike Anubis and his like.

That aspiring ’Gouthead’ deity of the new breed of Gouthead People thought he was hiding very cleverly, and indeed, under the protection of the World Power that hadn’t yet dissipated at that time, he did manage to evade many prying eyes, but that most definitely didn’t include the Divine Incarnation who caught him personally.

Just as Anubis was able to spot a ’Faith Divinity’ the moment he landed on the ground, one that amazingly was a perfect match with the underground world [Excavation], it felt a bit too coincidental.

But whether it was a coincidence or not, for such an Outsider who posed little actual threat, neither Chaos nor Laine had much of a reaction.

After all, whether Anubis was alive or dead, his actual impact was extremely limited. Even his act of creating a new race was considered a good deed, contributing to the diversity of Chaos’s creatures and souls.

By contrast, Amon-Ra was certainly different.

One was an Alien Deity of the Great Divine Power at peak times, and the other, although only for a very brief period, had still stepped onto the pinnacle of the Divine, and had even possessed some higher attributes of an Alien God-King.

Their statuses were worlds apart, and so was the level of attention they garnered. If it hadn’t been for the fact that Amon-Ra was tough to kill, he would probably have been reduced to nothing by now.

For Ra, the first death he faced was that world-ending sword strike. But luckily, compared to Hemenu, Ra simply wasn’t as important in the end.

Thus, that strike was not directed at him, and once that strike was made, the only real threat that remained for Amon-Ra was the residual waves that lingered upon him.

Indeed, the Strength influenced by the Creation Force was terrifying, but the various moves made by Ra before the world’s destruction proved useful. With complete control over the ’Absolute Void,’ he was not so easily killed.

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