82 Nation of Disorder
Backlund, Untied Empire.
Aucuses leaned back in his seat and looked out the carriage window, where the rows of houses passed.
He was alone in the carriage going to the National Library in Backlund. His gaze narrowed to the royal castle and the statue of the gods that surrounded it.
They seemed untouched by time even when the whole empire was changing rapidly.
Three years have passed since his journey into the astral world.
Yes, three years. From a mortal point of view, this may seem like a long time. But the passage of years is only the blink of an eye for him.
The spirit and mind of God are fundamentally different from those of man. The way a God perceives the world and time is also different.
In his eyes, the world is just a book that he can open and read anytime. This was due to his authorities, which allowed him to see through the entire world, including its mysteries and destinies. There are really not many things that can be hidden from his eyes.
Because his iris became a mix of golden and purple in this state, he named it as "All-seeing eyes." The name is indeed a cliché, but it is also most appropriate.
However, he didn't need to separate this as a state because, if he so desires, his divine state can be permanent with no repercussions.
It is too overpowered. He, too, was aware of it. But, he still wasn't sure if his all-seeing eyes could compete with Herabergan's Omniscient eye.
Well, even though his dreams and expectations were high, in reality, he knew that it would still fall short when compared to the Omniscient eye of Herabergan.
Coming back now, the reason he didn't keep this state permanently was the effect it would have on him. His humanity would have been seriously affected if he had always perceived the world that way.
It takes away everything that makes reality colourful and interesting and presents only the most mundane world where he already knows everything. And he just happens to abhor anything even remotely mundane.
Such a perceptive would drive him almost mad. Therefore, he has separated it into a state, that can be activated and deactivated whenever he wants.
Aucuses put his hands on his chin, looking at the dark clouds in the sky. His mind still wandered into the past.
The three years. He didn't sit still. He did two things during this time.
He began to search for the mausoleums of Solomon. It was harder to find than he expected. He used his authority of order and chaos of Dark Emperor's uniqueness in his search.
It took him a month to locate the first eight mausoleums, while the last took him over a year and a half to pinpoint its location. Frankly, the whole process was excruciating as hell. It was like looking for a needle in a haystack, especially for the Ninth Mausoleum. But he went through it all because he didn't want new variables to arise that could affect his plans.
From the moment he began his search for the ninth mausoleum, he knew something was up with that place. It took so long because chaos was actively interfering with his search.
However, he cracked it after activating his all-seeing eye and combining it in the search. But it still took a long time for him to break the chaos.
What was the whole process like? It was a contest of rules and order. Chaos was breaking all the rules and order he implemented, while Aucuses had to find a better order to counter the chaos. He won in the end and shattered chaos by establishing his order.
Despite finally finding all of the mausoleum, he was frustrated because he knew the chaos that had held him up for so long couldn't be the power of Solomon.
It was something beyond.
Yes, Nation of Disorder, it is sefirot.
Aucuses got a huge headache and thrashed his room in a fit of rage.
However, not all was lost. He was able to calm down and reflect on the entire situation after that. Then he discovered that the power of sefirot that extended from the seal was not very strong; at best, it could only be considered residual aura. It was in no way comparable to the previous situation with the Knowledge Moor.
He can handle it on his own; a seal would suffice. While thinking about it, he confirmed that this was the arrangement left behind by Solomon himself to prevent the gods from discovering the mausoleum. But, it's too bad Solomon was against him.
Moving on, he did not decimate any mausoleums because an important question arose in his heart.
How did Solomon gain access to aura of seforit?
In light of all of this, he decided to go to the ninth mausoleum to get to the bottom of things before proceeding with his plans.
He crossed his legs and his thoughts went to Edward.
Edward's situation worsens day by day as the divine slut is specially focusing on him. Not even his authorities could stop "Her". He knew that if this were not prevented, Edward would eventually be corrupted by the divine slut, which is fate worse than death.
Aucuses sighed. There is a way to help Edward. However, it requires the help of Amanises.
He hesitated because Amanises is far from being the kind and benevolent person she always appears to be. He had no idea what she would demand in return for this, or if he could even afford it.
He still decided to go and meet her later because it was Edward's life that is on the line.
He finally concentrated on the newspaper in his hands.
"Rose Redemption Strikes Again - The Decent of Profane Angel."
Aucuses skimmed over this news on the Rose Redemption .
'Rose Redemption…' He thought. 'Sasrir….'
With the fall of the Solomon Empire, Sasrir lost his hold on the northern continent. He is currently in the Forsaken Land of the Gods.
However, he did not completely lose his anchors. There are still many reaming believers. This was made possible by the timely action of Ouroboros, who wanted to save his lord.
When the Empire fell, Ouroboros took all fanatical believers of the true Creator on a journey to the supposed sanctuary of creator in the Forsaken Land of the Gods. He even personally travelled the kingdom spreading the Creator's message and then led all believers on the path to salvation.
Aucuses and other gods did not intervene and let Ouroboros take them. Those who followed Ouroboros were just fanatical believers in the true Creator, who meant little to all the gods. So they let him take the believers with him.
As for Rose Redemption, it was now under Sasrir's control. He using them to once again expand his influence across the continent. It was impossible to stop him completely, the only thing they could do was quell his influence.
Aucuses watched the news that noted Rose Redemption's attacks on the noble district of Trier, even the angels of the true Creator took part in the attack.
However, the Churches of the Gods responded immediately and eliminated the Angel and the Rose Redemption members.
This situation was actually anything but simple, as the newspaper put it. The Rose Redemption planned for a decent of god and the one who took them out was actually Leodero.
'Well…' thought Aucuses with a headache. 'Sasrir's influence is growing more than I thought. I should revise 'The Order' to suppress him.'
He has been stressed a lot, having a lot on his plate. He hadn't gotten any proper rest or alone time since his journey to the astral world, and he probably wouldn't for a long time.
He finally let out a resigned sigh, gazing out the carriage window at the streets, as he set the newspapers down.
He was on his way to the National Library because Diana was about to be promoted to King of Angels.
The birth of the King of Angels will cause a lot of ruckus and attract the attention of the gods and king of angels.
Her ascension will surely cause unease to many; especially Artisan and Leodero.
So, he had to be there to make sure nothing interfered during her ascension process. And, there are other important issues facing his church that require his attention as well.
As his mind wandered again, the carriage finally arrived at the National Library. He got out of the carriage and stopped in front of the gigantic structure: the national library of the united empire.
Then, Aucuses glanced around the library before staring up at the misty sky above Backlund. He frowned when he felt the pollution in the air.
He snapped his fingers as sunlight shone through the misty clouds, scattering them. The light illuminated the entire backlund, purifying every ounce of pollution in the air, before it faded and vanished.
'I need make the parliament to pass some bills to deal with this.' He thought, ignoring the exclamations around him.
He was already walking into the library, thinking about Backlund and Empire.
