Ending Maker Episode 419
Chapter 11 – The Sun and the Moon
Iria has been watching the Pleiades for a very long time.
That’s why she didn’t let her guard down.
Her plans were not spontaneous, and she made great sacrifices to ensure their success.
And actually, up until now – no, up until just now – everything had been going according to Iria’s plan.
But not anymore.
Uther and Cordelia are back.
The original premise of the plan was to take advantage of the absence of Uther and Cordelia, so it was right to abandon the plan that was fundamentally overturned.
But Iria thought.
If I gave up here, it was over.
The death of the dragon of the sky was just a dog’s death.
No, even if he had given up from the beginning, the possibility that Uther and Cordelia would just let him go was low.
With Amitabha attached to that side, it was only a matter of time before the location of the broken world was known.
Iria laughed.
He had a sharp look in his eyes, smiling with a mixture of emotions.
He looked up at the western sun, which was warm and soft, the light of life itself, and asked for the consent of foreign correspondents.
Foreign media responded.
They thought the same thing.
Having already lost their world, they chose to gamble with their lives instead of continuing their miserable existence.
[Iria.]
The god whispered.
Even though he had reached the sword, he was pushed by a mere mortal’s sword and did not want any more humiliation.
Musin gave strength to Iria.
Foreign media spared no expense in burning the remaining sacredness.
The foreign messengers who were fighting against the Golden Dragon King flew in to join them.
The foreign media, who had been maintaining a confrontation that had already lost its meaning, also transferred all their power to Iria.
Iria let out a ragged breath.
Her whole body was dyed black.
The murky power of the fallen gods ruined her purity.
But I didn’t care.
The only thing that mattered now was strength.
Iria spread her wings and raised her sword.
The sky over the royal capital began to be covered with black clouds again.
Under the sky of the royal capital, half blue and half black, the people of the royal capital trembled in fear.
“Randy… … .”
Landius lowered his gaze at the faint voice.
Lena was in his arms, breathing shallowly and covered in blood.
Landius could tell what Lena was feeling.
The divinity of the foreign news that Iria sent out was truly enormous.
The divinity of the foreign gods who rose up without fear of death was filled with a determination to kill.
‘Stronger than Auriel.’
Even the Archangel of Judgement who descended upon the system was not like this.
It seemed that the current Iria could overwhelm even the archangels in heaven.
Of course, it wasn’t a power that would last long.
It was a spark of a moment created by the foreign gods burning their own divinity, so it was clear that the great divinity could only be maintained for a few hours at most.
The area of black clouds gradually expanded.
Instead of the sunlight that illuminated the royal capital, a black shadow covered the world.
But Lena didn’t tremble in fear.
Instead of sobbing with a face full of fear, she smiled faintly.
It wasn’t because I was in Landius’ arms.
No, that was one reason, but she had another reason not to be afraid.
Landius smiled back at Lena.
After kissing her forehead, he raised his head and looked up at the western sky.
“A heart of steel, an unyielding will, a peerless physique.”
Lena smiled faintly again at the words she hummed out of habit.
I rested my head on Landius’s large, solid chest and quietly closed my eyes.
Landius stood up from his seat, holding Lena in his arms.
I looked at the western sun, which shone even brighter as the surroundings were filled with darkness.
* * *
The Goddess of the Nine Heavens and Nine Gates – Amitabha taught Yuder many things.
Her identity, her hometown.
The reason why Iria was able to come to the Pleiades.
Amita was a woman born in the world of Airia.
She was smart and beautiful, but she was not a god.
He was just an ordinary human being.
But she transcended humanity thanks to the power of the Nine Heavens and Nine Gates.
The first transcendent being born after the founding of the Nine Heavens and Nine Gates.
A unique being who was born as a human and attained immortal divinity.
[Iria liked me a lot.]
Iria was a human god, and she loved her race.
That is why Iria was so happy that a deity equal to her was born among humans.
He was proud of the fact that his race had the potential to become gods.
Amitabha also loved Airia, the mother of the race.
But she left the world to explore a bigger world.
She, who had originally obtained divinity herself, was not a being subordinate to the world.
Although Iria was very sorry, she respected Amita’s wishes.
He bid farewell to Amitabha, telling him to come back anytime.
And a lot of time passed.
Amitabha spread the Nine Heavens and Nine Gates to many worlds, and met Uder in the Pleiades.
[Amitabha must have known the Pleiades through me.]
Left alone in the broken world, Iria remembered the Transcendent One who had left her world long ago.
Tired of loneliness, she traced the movements of the Transcendent One and was finally able to find the one world she was interested in.
After that, I could tell without even saying anything.
Now, even Uther and Cordelia knew what kind of beings the foreign gods were.
Those who have gone mad from longing for the lost world and race.
Those who are struggling with a longing that can never be fulfilled.
Uther and Cordelia looked up and straight ahead.
The divine powers emanating from Iria and the foreign gods were truly terrifying.
That power seemed to surpass not only Auriel who had descended upon the capital, but also the great overlord Asmodeus who had exerted his power in his own stronghold.
But instead of being afraid as he looked at the approaching darkness, Uther closed his eyes and once again uttered his divine power.
Black Moon Beast.
A lonely person standing alone in the empty night sky.
But not anymore.
Cordelia took Uther’s hand.
Filled the dark world with bright light.
And then something changed.
The two are one divinity.
A miracle that could not originally exist, but is possible because it is Uther and Cordelia.
A golden sun rose in the world of the black moon.
The girl of the sun gently hugged the black moon beast.
It wasn’t the sun that pressed down on the moon.
The sun and the moon were together.
A miracle occurred once again in the sky of the royal capital.
The sun and the moon were simultaneously in the western sky.
Day and night became one, pushing away the black sky.
And the two people sitting below them.
They are two and one.
The Queen of the Sun and the King of the Moon looked at each other and smiled.
One of the two was not enough.
They were two people who could only unleash their true power when they were together.
“Let’s go, Yuder.”
“Yes, Cordelia.”
Together, as always.
Iria came charging forward, screaming.
Uther and Cordelia walked towards Iria.
Two divinities collided head-on.
* * *
The first sword swung its sword.
Although his whole body was covered in blood, his face was full of smiles.
It was so much fun.
Swinging the sword is like moving towards the horizon.
The first sword looked straight ahead.
The horizon was in sight.
Lucas appeared.
Swords became entangled, and then separated again.
They quickly turned to each other again as if they were missing each other.
The dazzling workshop was more than meets the eye.
A single sword strike contained hundreds or thousands of possibilities.
The new swords derived from a single intersection were also infinite.
Jeilgeom found the answer among them.
Your own answer.
The path of the first sword.
A single sword path that leads to the horizon.
The sky began to glow with sunset.
The darkest sky was darkening, with orange and purple mixing together, and the darkest sky not looking back.
But he could feel it.
Although he was very far away, he instinctively realized that the fighting in the royal capital was coming to an end and that the time given to him was now really short.
But he was not impatient.
I looked at Lucas again and swung my sword.
He put his own answer before Lucas’ answer.
The first blacksmith was a villain.
He was a cruel man, and he treated other people’s lives with contempt.
But he was clearly a natural prosecutor.
The first sword remembered his life repeated over and over again.
A time when we depended on poison, relied on the power of the devil, and instead of moving towards the horizon, we just stood still.
That’s why I was able to swing my sword at this moment.
I was able to face the horizon once again without falling into delusion.
Pfft!
Swords crossed.
But it was different from before.
The first swordsman took a step forward.
His sword cut through the sword of the Holy King.
And at that moment, Jeilgeom knew.
What he saw was a world filled with light, not an institution.
Horizon of the Sword.
The utopia of swords that I have endlessly longed for since childhood.
The realm of reason.
The blackest one smiled.
There was nothing he could do but laugh.
Lucas swung his sword again.
Jeilgeom saw Lucas’ sword like that.
When he reached the sword, his eyes saw a new path that had never been seen before.
The first sword swung its sword.
It was a sword containing a sword.
Lucas’ sword was destroyed as easily as a lie.
But that was it.
The first swordsman did not swing his sword again.
Standing on the horizon, I looked back for a moment in the direction of the royal road.
The time has come.
Unfortunately, this is where it ends.
The spirit of the outside world that had been moving the dead body was disappearing.
The first black sword hung up and he looked straight ahead again.
The view from the horizon was different from before.
I thought it was the end, but there was something else beyond the horizon.
“Wow, what a horizon.”
The first sword, which was quietly recited, saw reality in the horizon.
Lucas Hresvelg.
The one who showed me the way to the horizon once again.
“You too can achieve it someday.”
If you are the one who lifted the sword again despite having witnessed the sword containing the sword.
If you have the will of a holy king who never yields.
The first sword looked at the horizon for the last time.
Although I felt regretful, instead of feeling regretful, I burst into a big laugh.
The power of foreign media has disappeared.
The soul of the first sword has been destroyed.
* * *
The fight for the system is over.
The monsters that were attacking the sacred kingdom lost their strength and fell.
The black clouds that covered the sky over the royal capital no longer existed.
The royal road.
The land of miracles.
Iria, who had lost all of the foreign correspondents she had been with, sat on the floor, gasping for breath.
Her soul, which was breaking apart little by little, was scattering along with the light.
Uther and Cordelia stood in front of Iria.
The King of the Moon and the Queen of the Sun.
The two are one divinity.
Guardians who protect the Pleiades.
Iria shed tears.
Iria wanted to be like those two.
I wanted to revive the destroyed world, fill the stars with life once again, and live happily ever after.
But I couldn’t do it.
Because it was a reckless method.
Because instead of asking for help, they tried to destroy the Pleiades.
It was just as Amitabha said.
Iria was originally a pure and good goddess, but was ruined by going mad.
Faced with destruction, she was able to briefly regain her former self.
That’s why she shed tears.
Although she was also repentant for the Pleiades lives lost because of her own mistakes, what broke her heart the most was the presence of the Dragon of Heaven.
When he was forced to make a sacrifice, saying it was the most likely plan, he did not refuse.
Even at the moment when he was facing death, he did not blame Iria herself, but instead wished for her to fulfill her wish.
Why would that be?
Is it because they want the people who remain to live in the world of Iria?
Is this an attempt to take revenge on the world itself?
They were all right.
That was one of the reasons.
But the biggest reason was something else.
“His name is Muhyul.”
What if instead of destroying the Pleiades, I went with him to the Broken World?
What if we had restored the world little by little with Atalia’s help?
Iria dreamed of a future that could not be achieved for a moment, and squeezed out her voice while holding onto her broken heart.
“Shameless… Can I ask you one favor?”
Uther remained silent at the dying goddess’s plea, and Cordelia nodded.
Iria thanked the benevolent sun goddess and made her last wish.
“Take care of the people of Muhyul.”
Their revenge was justified, but too much blood was shed in the process.
Now that the power of the foreign gods has disappeared, they will once again disappear as sacrifices to the hordes that seek to conquer the East.
It’s not that I want them to maintain their current power in the East.
Let me continue my life in a quiet place.
Poor kids.
Cordelia nodded.
It was the request of the goddess who had caused much harm to the Pleiades, but the people of the Dragon of the Heavens were originally residents of the Pleiades.
“I will do that.”
“Thank you. Thank you so much. And… … I’m so sorry.”
The divinity of Iria has been extinguished.
The Goddess of the Broken World met her end by reciting the name of the Dragon of Heaven for the last time.
Cordelia sat for a moment and looked at the spot where Iria had disappeared.
Uther hugged Cordelia’s shoulder, and Cordelia nodded and stood up.
“But Yuder.”
“Yes, Cordelia.”
“Don’t you like me too much?”
How can two divinities be one?
The Queen of the Sun and the King of the Moon, who emerged from the battle with the foreign gods, were, strictly speaking, closer to the ‘Divinity of Uther’.
This is because the complete divinity of Yuder, which was brought out through the nine heavens and nine gates, was in the form of the two being together.
When Cordelia asked with a proud face, instead of feeling embarrassed or ashamed, Uther responded as always.
He said he nodded with a shameless face.
“I like you so much. Isn’t that you?”
Why is it that shame is always yours?
Cordelia briefly imagined herself saying, ‘No, no,’ with a grumpy face, but it was impossible.
So Cordelia gently pulled on Uther’s ear and whispered in a small voice.
“I really, really like it.”
No, I really, really love you.
Uther smiled with satisfaction at the expected answer and hugged Cordelia in one breath. Cordelia let out a scream, but a bright smile spread across her face.
And the two people who always watch those two with lukewarm eyes.
[Well… … It’s good because it’s always the same, right?]
[Let’s think about it that way.]
Belencia and Melissa smiled bitterly at each other, while Uther and Cordelia locked lips.
The two of them smiled brightly under the one sun and moon.
