Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 413: Tiamat, Manifestation

[You arrived at the Sea of Chaos based on the predicted coordinates.]

[When you woke up, you were right in the center.]

[Although the first Imaginary Number dive had a small error, overall there were no major problems.]

[This is because you carry multiple Principle Idea Blood within you. The essence of the Principle Idea Blood is the reshaping and challenging of civilization. It is a poison to civilization that can rival and is of the same standard as Beasts.]

[This is also why you can resist the Sea of Chaos.]

[To some extent, your existence is similar to a Beast's larva, both possessing the conditions to destroy the current planet.]

[Your blood poison has the potential to become the cornerstone of the world.]

[If you really intend to make the Principle Idea Blood the cornerstone of the world and actually achieve this, then you are the Father of Creation.]

[For species born under the influence of these Principle Idea Blood, your status is like this.]

[However, you are not thinking of doing this now.]

[Because you still think that humans have value and believe that the present world can be guided by humans. They have not yet reached the point where they need to be replaced by a new species. For the time being, you don't need to do this.]

[Therefore, your blood poison has not spread.]

[In the language of Human Order, you are a dormant Beast larva. Only because of personal emotional choices do you not further reveal your claws to humans, even though you have the ability to destroy them.]

[Returning the perspective to the Sea of Chaos—]

[Because you have a foundation of the same standard as a Beast and your blood contains the principles of the world. Therefore, in the Sea of Chaos, you are like a Singularity.]

[You will not be affected by the base contract, nor will you be invaded by its modification. You can move freely on the mud sea.]

[Walking on the chaotic mud sea.]

[You continue to move towards the source of all this, and the information you received from the mud sea earlier constantly flashes in your mind.]

[The Primordial Mother Goddess is the ocean itself that nurtures life.]

[At the beginning, the process of you being submerged in the mud sea and seeing the images was the mud sea trying to erode you.]

[However, the mud sea's erosion failed.]

[The connection in magical energy allowed you to glimpse the memories and emotions of the Primordial Mother through it, and to know the difficulties she has been in all along.]

[Therefore, you can understand her.]

[Seeing that scene from a closer distance and perspective confirmed the sadness in your heart. This also made your choice more firm; you cannot stand idly by and watch her suffer in this sea of misery.]

[—She clearly holds love in her heart, yet she suffers this kind of pain; someone must step in to save her.]

[The passionate emotion in your heart is like a flame.]

[Believing that you must take action.]

[Walking on the Sea of Chaos for an unknown amount of time, enduring the coldness and loneliness she has always felt.]

[Finally, you arrived in front of her.]

"Huff... This is the source..."

Moran exhaled.

Although he could walk on the chaotic mud sea, it didn't mean it was an easy task.

The mud sea wanted to pull him into the seabed at all times.

Moran had to expend magical power just to isolate the influence, and at the same time, he had to confirm his coordinates in the Imaginary Number Space.

Flying up would prevent him from being affected by the mud sea.

But, that way, he wouldn't be able to find the source of the chaotic ocean; walking on the mud sea was the best way.

"Finally met..."

Moran stared at the not-too-distant front.

Having felt too many emotions from the mother through the mud sea, he had finally met the person herself.

Finally met the goddess who sang the lament.

Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes like a row of neat, long feather fans, fluttering slightly.

Huge horns grew from the back of her head.

Very beautiful, a maternal appearance.

With the gorgeous face of a loving mother, a full body, vaguely revealing a hint of fragility, like a Madonna.

As if to merge with the chaotic reddish-black mud sea, she naturally existed there.

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Moran spoke the name of the woman before him.

Like a response, her closed eyes opened, revealing pinkish-purple pupils that housed the will of the stars.

Entangling her were emotions such as hatred, sorrow, and resentment.

These were emotions derived from being abandoned by the world and her children, and she had been consumed by such emotions for an unknown amount of time.

"Aaaaaaa——!!"

Tiamat took a deep breath and roared.

Terrifying magical power, like a nuclear explosion, poured out.

The surrounding mud sea was like a tsunami being stirred up, and Moran steadied himself in this boiling sea area.

"She... is she not even conscious!?"

Moran realized the truth.

[Having stayed in this bottomless imaginary space for a long time, the Primordial Mother has been asleep for too long with negative emotions.]

[Even if you, as a child of man, come before her,]

[I'm afraid it will only awaken her instincts in the first place.]

[The existence of personality is very ethereal.]

[On the surface, it looks like there is no rationality, but Moran can confirm through the memory of the mud sea. She has just been asleep for too long.]

[There is still a chance to wake her up.]

[Tiamat only regards giving birth, raising children, and giving love as the meaning of survival, but because it was denied, she decided to launch a helpless war against the humans who persecuted her.]

[From her perspective,]

[It was the children who drove her here with murderous intent, and it was the children who gave her such pain.]

"If I don't drive out the children, then I will be killed."

[This is Tiamat in a state of slumber.]

[That extremely primitive self-defense system.]

[She has not even awakened her self-personality yet, and because she has been persecuted, her instinct has taken action first.]

[Obviously, you are also regarded as a child by her.]

[So you are also an exclusion target.]

[For Tiamat, who is only one step away from becoming a human evil, she is just a victim, and the children are the invaders.]

"I can't help it, it seems I can only hold on for now."

Moran also entered a battle state.

Facing the Primordial Mother who is still sleeping, there is only one thing he can do, and that is to wake her up.

His Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are the best stimulus.

Although the Primordial Mother will not die, she will still receive sensory stimulation once the lines of death are cut.

Fortunately, it is in the lifeless imaginary space.

In the real world, Moran may not really be able to do this, which saves him a lot of trouble.