ALL NOVEL Chapter 25
Starting with a word I never expected, the literal rapid development began.
“We have nothing to lose but the chains!”
“What we gain is a bland fact!”
“The will of our one true god, God Igguoqueden, shines in our hearts!”
Communism!
The singular will of God Igguoqueden who made us ‘equal’!
—Can you hear it!
The bland fact of God Igguoqueden shaking underneath the doctrine of communism!!!
“So rise, Emperor!”
Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up!
A fair word from the deity to all! A fair plate of facts for everyone!
A plate of facts for the peasants! A plate of facts for the workers, equal to that of the nobility!
We are God Igguoqueden! God Igguoqueden is us!
And the Emperor cannot refuse the will of God Igguoqueden!!!!!!!
Voices filled with madness.
The scene unfolded where not only the common people but even the nobility and royal family condemned the Emperor—
* * *
This short sketch came to an end.
[ God Igguoqueden: No ]
Since it’s a scene that educates the Emperor, I naturally expected the Emperor to be trapped in a difficult situation or perhaps witness a miracle from the gods, trembling at the thought of a true deity.
This author has previously presented very unique developments, so maybe they’d twist the clichés into something like ‘an Emperor enamored with the gods.’ After all, they knew I liked the Emperor character even more.
But I never imagined he’d be stripped of his position by a proletariat revolution.
Isn’t it too early for anything resembling the bourgeoisie to make an appearance?
There hasn’t even been a character who became rich through commerce aside from nobility.
Questions? Of course, I had many.
But the one that bothered me most was—
[ God Igguoqueden: Don’t communists dislike gods??? ]
[ God Igguoqueden: Aren’t they supposed to like atheism? ]
[ God Igguoqueden: I can understand how the Emperor came down through revolution, but how on earth did it transition into a strange regime like a theocratic communist dictatorship???? ]
A theocratic communist dictatorship… Even saying it again, I still don’t know what that’s supposed to be.
To be honest, I wasn’t a historian.
Naturally, my knowledge couldn’t compare to someone well-versed in history.
I only knew what could be learned at a common-sense level, the sort of things taught in compulsory education.
And even I knew that those who held such ideologies generally disliked religion.
There might have been different cases in actual history, but… Anyway, that’s the extent of my common sense.
Not long after, the story I heard from the author was—
[ Please give me money: The future I’ve observed is just a fragment, so I don’t know what process led to this result… ]
[ Please give me money: If God Igguoqueden had the divine power to express a desire for ‘education,’ I don’t think that outcome would be too strange. ]
[ Please give me money: Well ]
[ Please give me money: This is the divine power ]
The power to create something entirely new that didn’t exist in the world before without hindrance.
[ Please give me money: If there’s divine power, then there’s no such thing as impossibility. ]
[ Please give me money: How could the existing order of the world stand against the divine power? ]
While I felt like arguing that humans can’t live like that, what was important now wasn’t that.
Either way, I didn’t want to drag the Emperor down to the depths like that.
What I wanted was for him to listen to me reasonably and not to rebel, not to get stripped of his position and become destitute.
Above all, since I was ‘God’, I wanted to block even the slightest possibility of him proclaiming atheism later on.
Moreover, one of the Holy Knights—a character named Linea—seemed to be joining the revolutionaries in the comic, but as a member of royalty, she might face dire consequences later.
[ God Igguoqueden: Anyway, I can’t educate him. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: But what if I give him some money? ]
[ God Igguoqueden: Depending on the amount, the development could change, right? ]
[ Please give me money: A resolute Emperor will continue to struggle against the religious sector for power. ]
[ Please give me money: That’s his fate. ]
I see. I guess education is off the table.
Considering my trust factor, I had to avoid that.
So what should I do…
‘What do I want to do with the Emperor?’
Scrolling back up, I checked the cut with Eirene again.
Her slightly tousled golden hair swaying, and at the same time, her enormous chest bouncing about with every movement…
‘…’
In my plight, I swallowed hard.
Sure. I haven’t committed a sin yet, and since she’s clearly stating she won’t cross any lines, it seems better not to impose overly harsh punishments.
Isn’t it the duty of a deity to lead even the non-believers towards repentance somehow?
It wasn’t that I decided to let her off just because she’s beautiful and has a big chest.
If the future of her being educated looks like her being deposed by a revolution…
What methods are available to prevent that, I pondered at that moment.
A single word flashed through my mind.
[ God Igguoqueden: Can I somehow… induce a faith decay? ]
Faith decay!
Is there anything sweeter than seeing the expression of someone adamantly insisting there’s no god crumble into blooming faith?
[ Please give me money: Are you talking about faith decay? ]
[ God Igguoqueden: Yup. Remember how Luka once overcame her fate? ]
[ God Igguoqueden: I believe the Emperor can do that too. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: By nurturing a sincere heart, he might willingly embrace the concept of a Holy Knight plate. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: And if I can prevent him from being revolutionized in the process, even better. ]
Revolutions typically arise when living conditions are exceptionally poor.
From the perspective of the common folk under a feudal autocracy, why would they feel the need to cause a revolution if they have sufficient food and are living comfortably?
Looking at that future vision, it seemed more like the divine power of a god mechanically pushed them along rather than the ideologies truly maturing. Still, I thought that at least minimal plausibility existed for such a future to have been observed.
[ God Igguoqueden: If the Emperor becomes a beloved ruler among the people, it would bode well for Linea too. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: If he undergoes faith decay, he naturally wouldn’t scheme, so… I simply want to gently inspire him religiously. ]
[ Please give me money: In other words, you wish for rehabilitation? ]
Rehabilitation?
I wondered if that could be called rehabilitation, but considering the context, it could make sense.
[ God Igguoqueden: Yep, I want to rehabilitate him. ]
One important fact.
I really didn’t understand why the Emperor was so wary of the religious sector.
If there was a reason, couldn’t I listen to it? After all, I am—at least a god.
‘Now I’ve naturally started thinking of myself as a god…’
Suddenly feeling embarrassed, I took a swig of soda.
Hehe… Even if I possess the throat of the divine, carbonation can still sting.
[ Please give me money: Rehabilitation… rehabilitation… If there’s divine power, it seems possible. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: But it might be a bit expensive, huh? ]
When I changed Luka’s fate, it cost 300,000 won.
The amount the author mentioned was 150,000 won, but they claimed that the kind of divine power required to overcome fate wouldn’t come cheap.
I knew that was likely just a euphemism.
After all, there’s no way a true divine power would really be needed to create a comic, right?
[ Please give me money: Please wait a moment. ]
[ Please give me money: It might be possible with a power worth around 35,000 won. ]
Huh???
That’s cheaper than I expected?
Since I spent 300,000 won when it was Luka, I thought a minimum of 200,000 would be required this time…
[ God Igguoqueden: What gives? ]
[ Please give me money: …? ]
[ God Igguoqueden: Isn’t this way cheaper? It seems similar to Luka’s situation. ]
[ Please give me money: Well… In Luka’s case, the force of fate was strongly acting. ]
[ Please give me money: Right now, you haven’t yet educated the Emperor. ]
[ Please give me money: With this level of divine power, I judged it wouldn’t be insufficient to rehabilitate the Emperor… to induce ‘faith decay’. ]
While they spun a plausible story, I couldn’t help but feel there wasn’t any special reason behind it.
‘If I push with too much dangerously toxic spending, he might lose interest, so I’m just moderating.’
Either way, with that price, it’s reasonable.
I entered 35,000 won, but out of appreciation for how they took in my words, I added a bit more.
[ God Igguoqueden (Support / 50,000 won / Empress Faith Decay Hehehe ) ]
[ God Igguoqueden: I added a little more for a prettier illustration hehehe. ]
[ Please give me money: No. ]
[ Please give me money: God Igguoqueden. ]
[ Please give me money: Truly… Thank you very much. An unexpected additional divine power…! ]
[ Please give me money: With this, I believe I’ll be able to show even more. We will never forget your generous decision, God Igguoqueden. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: That’s right, author. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: You know my expectations, right?? ]
[ Please give me money: Of course. ]
[ Please give me money: With that in mind… I think I’ll listen to the ‘words of the gods’ this time. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: Are you talking about what to convey to the Emperor? ]
[ Please give me money: That’s right. However, this time it seems it would be fine with just a few questions and answers. ]
[ Please give me money: xzqr.wo.to
As I entered the link, a survey window appeared.
The questions were simple. “How do you, God, confront yourself in tough times?” “Does God have a unique secret to overcoming trials?” and the like.
Looking through, there were places to write messages for Eirene too.
I’d seen this kind of thing before. They often do psychological tests before going to military service, right? The questions might differ a bit, but it was very reminiscent of that.
I wasn’t quite sure what it was, but I figured it was probably some new business model or something.
Just as I planned to start typing with the mindset of giving it a try, I suddenly received a message.
[ Please give me money: And ]
[ Please give me money: This world wants to repay the generous God Igguoqueden in whatever way possible. ]
[ God Igguoqueden: ? ]
[ Please give me money: If I may be so bold, may I ask about the appearance of your exalted self, God Igguoqueden? ]
* * *
In the royal castle of Igguoqueden, in the Audience Room.
The Emperor Eirene had a slightly startled expression, furrowing her brows at the unexpected guest.
Despite her facial expression being composed, a chilling beauty lingered as if you would be frozen upon touching her.
“The Saint has come to visit?”
“Yes, indeed. She wishes to meet Your Majesty…”
What is that woman suddenly wanting from me?
Could it be that she heard some unnecessary things from Linea regarding the Holy Knight plate?
No way. If Linea were that sincere of a woman, there would have been no need to send her as a candidate for the Holy Knights in the first place. Then…
‘Anyway, I should offer her hospitality.’
There was no benefit to blatantly drawing lines with the Saint now.
“Bring her in.”
Not long after, the long-awaited appearance of the Saint Erin occurred after 200 years, gracefully walking the red carpet.
With only her platinum blonde hair fluttering, the sense of holiness radiated enough to make her a special woman chosen by the gods.
Eirene rose from the throne and bowed respectfully.
“It is an honor to meet Your Imperial Majesty.”
“Welcome, Saint. I feel privileged to see you while I am still alive.”
“That should suffice for greetings. I’m not here just to exchange pleasantries today.”
Eirene cautiously observed Erin’s demeanor.
Though she cut off her words, there was no hostile intent. However, there was something simmering in her pupils.
Was it… determination? Desire?
“Your Majesty. ‘The words of the god’ have been bestowed upon you.”
“Excuse me? …Is it addressed to me?”
“Indeed.”
With that, Erin smiled benevolently as she stepped closer, one step at a time.
“Saint…?”
It was truly a bizarre feeling.
It felt like time stood still.
Although soldiers were clearly standing in formation… they didn’t try to impede the Saint’s movements nor said a word. As if they had turned into dolls!
“Hehe… Your Majesty, come closer… to me.”
Closer.
The Saint moved closer.
‘Something’ distinctly existing within the Saint approached Eirene…
“Wait… just a moment…!”
Eirene couldn’t even complete her sentence as she was overwhelmed.
She couldn’t stop the Saint from nearing…!
When she finally composed herself—
Eirene was pressed right up against her chair, her gaze wide as Erin’s face hovered inches away.
Erin’s colossal Holy Power Pouch brushed against Eirene’s chest.
In that moment, akin to the nail-biting spectacle!
The one to break the silence was Erin.
“Your Imperial Majesty….”
“…!”
With a loving smile, Erin let out a laugh.
With an engrossed expression that looked unable to contain her emotions.
“You’ll surely understand…! Just how amazing the words of the god are…!!”
“Let me show you…! Just how divine those words can be…!”
With that, before flustered Eirene could finish her sentence, Erin slowly raised the Bible she had been holding in her arms—
“I will impart… the words of the god…!”
And gently tapped it against Eirene’s forehead.
“!!!!!”
――Light.
A radiant light filled with the bland fact emanating from the Bible consumed Eirene.