Chapter 247: You Are Humans Born in the Origin Realm

Luxi's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it.

Everyone's breath stalled, then they began to draw heavy, ragged gasps, their heart rates surging.

As long as it doesn't involve secrets, any question can be asked?!

What a heaven-sent opportunity!

Every person present was looking at Sota Miyoshi, their gazes burning.

The return of the gods let people know that the supernatural exists, that myths are real, but the deeper one looked, the more one realized there were secrets unknown to the public — not to mention the initial battlefield from before, just take what Luxi and Tsukuyomi mentioned a few moments ago: the gods had a rule that they must not grant the supernatural to ordinary people.

What does that sentence mean?

Cannot grant ordinary people the supernatural? One should know that in ancient times, humans of this world did possess the supernatural, and at the most glorious period it was even universal — by all reason, granting ordinary people supernatural power shouldn't be any big matter, so why did the gods decree that humans could not be given the supernatural?

Beyond this, there were many puzzles that could only be unraveled through historical records and scattered clues.

Now it's wonderful — a god willing to answer these things; how could one not be stirred.

This was a once-in-a-thousand-years chance.

Even though Luxi said questions involving secrets couldn't be answered, but what counts as a secret?

The definition of "secret" is from the gods' perspective, not the world's — in other words, perhaps the questions and secrets that the world wants to know aren't considered secrets by the gods.

Every person present was anxious on Sota Miyoshi's behalf, their minds never ceasing their frantic thinking after Luxi spoke, wondering what questions they could ask Luxi.

This isn't some Aladdin's lamp that can only grant three wishes — Luxi never said how many questions could be asked; Sota Miyoshi could perfectly well ask many, so long as he dared to ask, so long as Luxi, Tsukuyomi, and the others could answer.

Staring tensely at Sota Miyoshi, everyone was screaming in their hearts: "Ask! Ask! Ask!"

Even the high-level supervisors at the Seto Shoima store who had connected to the surveillance cameras were the same.

Some high-ranking officials of the Supernatural Response Department, lacking patience, were so anxious they nearly smashed the table, feeling as if ten thousand ants were crawling over their hearts.

After a thousand calls, at last he came out — Sota Miyoshi finally spoke.

"Why did the gods decree that humans could not be given the supernatural? Weren't we all supernatural before? Does this have something to do with the gods, the supernatural, and the yokai leaving?"

Nowadays people had many puzzles about the supernatural, the gods, and the yokai — where exactly did the enemies faced on the initial battlefield come from, the reason for the fall of ancient Babylonian mythology, what Tamamo-no-Mae's rewriting of history was for…

There were many questions, and every single one was something they wanted to know.

It could be said that right now the question each person wanted to ask was different; they were also, like Sota Miyoshi, considering what would be best to ask — after all, if they asked a secret that couldn't be answered, it would be a waste of time.

"Ah, that — it does indeed have something to do with why we left back then. As for the ultimate reason, I can only tell you this: the decree is related to the future. To win against 'that side,' you people are the key. This is the greatest answer I can give you — if I say more I'll have my mouth sealed."

Luxi's eyes remained smiling the whole time, as if he were saying something utterly commonplace.

Yet his words struck like cannonballs, slamming into every person's heart, blasting their souls numb.

"Related to the future? We're the key?" Director Takahashi stood dazed on the spot.

The others were all dumbfounded too — they were nothing but ordinary people, so how had they become the key? Not a single one of them wasn't baffled; a god or demon could slaughter countless of them with a single breath, so why would they be the key to winning against "that side"?

The power of faith?

That was the only possibility the crowd could think of — the reason the gods, the supernatural, and the yokai sheltered humans was faith; the faithful believed in the gods, and the gods sheltered them in return.

As if seeing Sota Miyoshi's confusion, the god Tsukuyomi spoke.

"Don't think so little of yourselves — you are humans born in the Origin Realm."

Luxi chimed in: "Yes. There are countless races in the world, but the bloodline of the Origin Realm is among the most noble in the world — both before the Origin Realm shattered and after."

Everyone's body jolted violently.

Regarding information about the Origin Realm, Riguai and the maid colleagues had spoken of it, and because of this every nation knew that Earth — indeed, this world's universe — was originally called the Origin Realm, and that the Origin Realm of old was not as it was now; it was far more glorious and vast.

It was only later that an unimaginable destruction was discovered, which caused the Origin Realm to shatter.

Now Luxi's and Tsukuyomi's words suggested that the Origin Realm was not as simple as the information known — not merely a single world; there seemed to be something extraordinary about it.

Unable to help himself, Sota Miyoshi asked Luxi and Tsukuyomi.

"Why do you say the bloodline of the Origin Realm is among the most noble? Isn't the Origin Realm just a world?"

"The Origin Realm being just a world is correct, but at the same time it is also the first world ever born in the world — the most ancient world. Tracing back through time, you can trace it to the very beginning of the ages; the name 'Origin Realm' means exactly this — the Primordial World, the most ancient Origin world."

Everyone erupted in an uproar — even Director Takahashi and the others could not sit still.

The most ancient world in existence?!

Holy crap! Is the Earth, the universe we live in, this freaking awesome? So we're actually this freaking awesome?

The original inhabitants of the most ancient world at the dawn of creation — at this moment, everyone present, including the leaders of every nation who were sharing the camera feed, felt a sudden sense of "now I know who I truly am."

Just at this moment.

"Very well. It seems that when we departed for the initial battlefield back then, we took too much with us — your histories have already forgotten the Origin Realm. Today I'll tell you about it." Tsukuyomi said.

Immediately after, he spoke.

"The Origin Realm — the Primordial World, the world at the dawn of creation — this is how the world refers to our world. In the most ancient times, the Origin Realm was far vaster than it is now, and humans were far more numerous than now. Part of the mythological content recorded by each nation actually took place in the Origin Realm of the most ancient times.

In those days, the Origin Realm was resplendent; the four great ancient mythologies were the strongest, while other mythologies strove to catch up — a hundred schools contending.

All that glory lasted until that one battle arrived in the most ancient times, ultimately causing the Origin Realm to shatter, and only then did the splendor come to an end."

"The four great ancient mythologies? Do you mean the four great ancient civilizations?" Sota Miyoshi asked.

"You mean the four great ancient civilizations as you modern people refer to them? Yes, that is indeed the four great ancient mythologies — they are the mythologies with the longest history in the Origin Realm."

After Tsukuyomi finished, Luxi spoke up from the side.

"The Origin Realm of the most ancient times was vast; each mythology ruled its own stretch of land, and among them the territories ruled by the four great ancient mythologies were the most expansive."

"How I miss the old days of watching the four great mythologies contend, each mythology fighting for territory. But ever since that battle in the most ancient times, we can never see those things again." Tsukuyomi sighed, his gaze flickering with the ancient light of sun, moon, and stars — brilliant and profound — as he reminisced about the past.

Sota Miyoshi was stunned, and the others were much the same.

They could imagine just how glorious those years before the most ancient times must have been — a boundless, vast great world, mythologies standing in great numbers, contending and warring, campaigning across the four directions, sweeping across the eight reaches of the universe.

Words like resplendent, glorious, honor — none of them sufficed to set off that era; a splendor beyond description.

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