“But a Magic God can do anything, right? Does she really need to rely on others?”
“Being able to do anything is the problem in and of itself.” Ollerus gave a cynical smile as if commiserating with a colleague. “You often hear talk of ‘infinite possibilities’, but that truly means you have as many negative possibilities as you do positive possibilities.” “?”
“This may be a bit hard to understand for someone at the age where you still believe in infinite possibilities. Just think of flipping a coin. The odds of getting heads or tails are 50/50. That is the true identity of ‘infinite possibilities’. Whenever you take an action, you carry both the possibility for success and the possibility for failure. No matter how hard you train, you still have 50% odds of losing in a fight to a child. That is what a Magic God is.”
50% was quite large.
In terms of Russian roulette, that would be starting the game with 3 live bullets."
“Do you think a mere failure can stand before a pure Magic God?” spat out Othinus.
“No, I don’t think I can win. If I could, I would have killed you long ago. I will abstain from killing you as long as I have no means of doing so. That’s all there is to it.”
“…So you’ve come to be killed by me?”
“It isn’t that either. You know that. You may be a Magic God, but you are not perfect. Or rather, you are too perfect and that gives you a troublesome characteristic. You know that and that is why you have put together this exaggerated plan to free you from that dilemma.”
“Infinite possibilities sounds good, but that gives you both the possibility of success and the possibility of failure. I suppose it’s something like matter and antimatter. For everything, you must hold the possibility for success and the possibility for failure. No matter how much power you gather, you have a 50/50 chance. If you think of it like Russian roulette, it’s like taking a shot with three bullets loaded. Let’s be honest, Othinus. While you possess the power to destroy the world, you also have a 50% chance of losing to a child in a game of rock-paper-scissors. It’s almost a miracle that Kamijou Touma has lost twice. His misfortune must really be something. But given this condition, you cannot just wield your full power at random. You want to find a way to control those possibilities. Wanting to increase your possibilities for victory is natural, but when your possibilities for failure increase too, you need to find some way of dealing with that. 50/50 is the most troublesome of all.”
(Note this issue only applied to Othinus without the Lance of Gungnir. The others seems to have no issue of this at all.)
Othinus' first appearance is after Touma defeats Marian. She demonstrates her superiority by destroying the Imagine Breaker and it's magic-negating capabilities with magic.
But remaining stopped would not change anything. If he did not move forward, the battle that began in Baggage City would never end. That was why Kamijou headed forward. He reached out his right hand. Toward Dáinsleif. He would bring it to a certain end by destroying that great power.
A slender female hand grabbed Kamijou’s right wrist to stop him.
Kamijou had no idea when the person had appeared.
He let out a questioning voice.
A girl of about 13 or 14 stood so close that he could feel her breath. The girl had white skin and wore a fur coat that was open on the front and an outfit of black leather. However, two other things she wore drew the eye even more.
The first was a wide brimmed hat with a pointed tip like a witch would wear.
The second was an imposing eyepatch covering her right eye.
Whoever she was, Kamijou concluded she was from the magic side and he went on full alert because she had grabbed his right wrist.
However, what happened next went well beyond anything he could have expected.
The eyepatch girl whispered to him.
“…This isn’t over yet.”
The girl tightened her grip, crushing Kamijou’s right wrist and severing his hand.
Utterly overwhelming pain tore Kamijou Touma’s consciousness from him the instant his right hand was crushed. His unconscious form dropped to the floor with surprising ease. It was much worse than having his hand cut off with a knife. An unbelievable amount of fresh blood spewed from the mangled wound, but the boy’s body no longer moved. He did not writhe in pain or fear or even let out a cry.
The no longer needed right hand was tossed to the floor.
Even the Invisible Thing within the Imagine Breaker that boasted enough power to dwarf that of Fiamma as La Persona Superiore A Dio who had all of Heaven (an entire Universe) at his control, is equally powerless before her
Something invisible blew out from the crushed remnants of Kamijou Touma’s right wrist. With a roar, it shot toward Othinus without taking any real form.
“…Is that all?”
Othinus’s bloody hand grabbed something.
The one-eyed witch tilted her head to the side in confusion.
“It seems you produced decent results during the final stages of World War 3, but is this all I find when I open the lid?”
She carelessly crushed it.
The invisible power writhed and seemed to try to flee from Othinus. But it was too late. She poured more strength into her bloody fingers and this time the invisible power was torn apart and disappeared into thin air.
The violence was overwhelming.
The violence was enough to hold back that unknown power while it was still unknown.
The one who produced that violence gave no thought to the effects it would have on her surroundings.
Othinus' mere killing intent incites this level of panic to those in her presence, even if they have no idea that magic exists.
The great amount of red blood made her feel dizzy.
But before that, the one-eyed witch who had suddenly appeared was simply too frightening. This was different from Dáinsleif. The feeling was different from that easily understandable surface fear. It slipped into the deepest portions of people without them noticing and the next thing they knew, strength had left their limbs.
It was like how domestic violence carried out behind locked doors was accepted as the normal routine even by the victim.
It was like the climax of a discussion about who to eat first while in a small snowed in cottage when there seemed no hope of rescue in the near future.
It may have been described as a great fear, but it was not something that could be rejected on the surface like it was a flame that you reflexively pulled your hand out of. This fear permeated you so deeply that it created a cycle that at a normal time you would immediately realize was strange. Just by standing there, the one-eyed witch could likely even destroy the morals in the hearts of all those around her.
For example, if an army was going to fight that one-eyed witch, it was possible the soldiers would get into a fight over who would be forced to stand before her and they would end up killing each other.
Even under her 50/50 dilemma that restricts her tremendously, Othinus is leaps and bounds one of the most powerful entities in Toaru. This is what a clash between her and Ollerus (light-haired man in the pic below), an Impure Magic God and one of the few beings in the entire series who can pose any kind of challenge to her is like.
Immediately after Othinus’s voice rang out, another person was now there.
At some point, a blond young man had come to be in the ring.
There was nowhere he could have been hidden. There had been no sign of him using Academy City psychic powers. And yet that blond young man stood there. It was not that he had suddenly appeared. Kumokawa Maria could not put it that way. She had no idea when he had arrived.
And the strangest thing of all was that the blond young man was facing Othinus who had wielded such great power.
“Magic God,” he spat out rudely. It was as if he were declaring himself to be opposed to the one he named thusly. “I am not here for you this time.”
Most of the chain-link had been destroyed but the blond young man still pointed toward the mainly useless exit of the ring.
“Hurry up and leave with the Dvergr. I have business with that Imagine Breaker.”
Othinus remained silent for a bit.
A tremendous explosive noise burst out between Othinus and the blond young man.
Actually, it was not just one. Thousands and tens of thousands of explosive noises burst out at such short intervals that they all sounded like a single whole.
However, Kumokawa had no idea what had happened.
She saw no visual phenomenon.
She knew only one thing.
That blond young man could rival that Magic God named Othinus.
“Give it up. This will settle nothing,” said the young man.
“I can only add humans to the ranks of my Einherjar,” muttered the girl in disappointment. “I have no way of sending a god to join them. I will truly obliterate you. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Ha ha ha. Don’t get so pessimistic, Miss Almighty Magic God. No one can stand on your level at the moment. Don’t treat me like a true monster just because you’re lonely.”
The girl known as a magic god closed her single eye just once.
It looked like she was trying to take her mind off of some truly hideous clown.
An instant later, the slight space between them was filled with tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of strange explosions.
If the theory of relativity that summarized the relationship between time and space would allow a black hole-like object to exist under certain special circumstances, the extreme compression of space by their frightening clash may have twisted the continuity of time.
That was how extreme this series of attacks was.
A wall of explosions completely filled the space between those two monsters. It showed no sign of ending and seemed to completely ignore the concept of numbers."
By using Ollerus spell that was meant to remove the godhood out of her and be put in the level a human can take to instead work for her, Othinus momentarily was able to circumvent her 50/50 restriction. After swiftly defeating Fiamma and Ollerus, she used this moment to forge the Lance of Gungnir for herself. And what she does next.....
“Oh, the lance,” said the eyepatch-wearing girl with the look of someone recalling a trivial fact. “Marian Slingeneyer failed. Hawaii, Baggage City, and the attack on Academy City over Fräulein Kreutune all ended in failure. Ollerus destroyed it all.”
He could not relax even for an instant.
Despite what she said, Othinus was not concerned or angry.
“But none of that ever really mattered.” The eyepatch-wearing girl gave a light shrug. “The lance was nothing more than an item used to complete my position as a magic god. As long as I had a way of doing that without using the lance, it didn’t matter at all. For example, there was the one and only means of killing me that Ollerus secretly developed.”
“Also, all of Gremlin’s actions may have been working toward the production of the lance, but that was not necessarily the only way of creating it. The method using Dvergr Marian Slingeneyer was just one more decoy. I could have made the lance on my own, but if I revealed that, all of you might very well have interfered. I went out of my way to gather those weaklings and had them carry out that decoy plan alongside my own. It was all so all of you would work to stop that decoy instead.”
“About what? That I could so easily overturn the assumption that there was only one method of producing the lance? Or that my subordinates and your comrades could be so easily deceived?” mockingly asked the eyepatch-wearing girl. “Did you know this? The Norse god from whom I took the name Othinus is known as the god of war, magic, art…and also betrayal. He would deceive people to spread chaos and cause unnecessary disputes all to more efficiently gain the souls of dead warriors. …All of your information about that lance was spread by me. Gremlin and its enemies were manipulated by the information they found where I had conveniently left it for them. No matter what anyone says, that is the truth. Even Ollerus was deceived.”
The great organization known as Gremlin had shaken the world so greatly, but all of that had been pointless effort that held no meaning?
Hawaii, Baggage City, and the fighting over Fräulein Kreutune had been nothing but a safety measure meant to hide the true time limit?
She had done it all alone.
The eyepatch-wearing girl known as a magic god had manipulated the entire world.
“Now, it’s time for some fun.”
Kamijou heard a sound like a rock landing in some mud.
It came from the head of the blonde-haired, green-eyed girl named Othinus.
The black eyepatch was pushed out from within. An object covered in a dark red liquid shot out from the empty eye socket. It continued on and on.
“Ha ha ha ha!! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!”
The magic god laughed arched her back.
An unpleasant noise rang out.
The tip of the lance was not a sharply pointed blade like on a knife. It was a wide blade as if a double-edged sword had been forcibly attached. What would happen if that was forcibly dragged from her narrow eye socket? The sound of a joint popping continued on and on with a sticky sound mixed in. No, that was the sound of something breaking and splitting. Her eye socket may have been spreading and distorting like a hole in a rubber band. It may have even grown larger than the girl’s small face.
Kamijou Touma’s body froze as if paralyzed while he watched this overwhelming sight.
He could do nothing but watch.
He could not even guess how much pain that would cause.
He could not imagine what was going on in that girl’s head as she continued to smile.
A lance covered in a dark red liquid made its horizontal entrance into the world.
Othinus grabbed the Gungnir she had produced from within her own body and looked down on Kamijou once more.
Her face had returned to normal.
Had it truly possessed the strange elasticity of rubber?
Or had she somehow instantly repaired her smashed and destroyed skull?
“Either 100% success or 100% failure would have completed my status as a magic god.”
“Thanks to all of you, I have gained both solutions at once! Do not think of me as a mere magic god any longer. I will now show the world what Othinus truly is!!”
Finally, Kamijou Touma was freed from the bonds keeping him frozen in place.
Without paying any attention to his surroundings, he ran so he could get as close as possible to Magic God Othinus. She stood atop the towering passenger ship, so there was no way the boy’s legs could have brought him to her. However, he was afraid his mind would collapse if he did not oppose her in some way.
Magic God Othinus lightly spun the lance around in one hand and pointed its tip toward the heavens.
She spoke slowly.
She uttered two short sentences.
“These small fights are such a pain. I think I’ll just end the world.”
And exactly as she had announced, everything was immediately destroyed.
Magic God Othinus’s voice slipped into Kamijou Touma’s ears.
Initially, he was unable to grasp the all too strange and hopeless situation.
“You have failed and this is the result. I am honestly not interested in what you will do now, but this is reality. It is boring and ultimately nothing leaves one’s expectations.”
Kamijou finally realized he was lying on his back.
Once he sprang to his feet, he was left speechless. Everything around him was odd. It was black. Nothing but black. The ground was perfectly flat. It was even more level and free of defect than the silicon wafer for a semiconductor. From where he stood to the horizon, the ground did not rise or fall by even a micron.
“What is this place?”
Nothing natural could be seen. Nothing unnatural could be seen.
Despite the previous use of the word, it was unclear whether the term “horizon” even applied. Both the ground and the sky were colored pure black, so it was impossible to distinguish between them.
He turned around a full 360 degrees, but the scenery did not change. He stopped at the spot he thought he had started at, but he was not even sure that was correct. With nothing to use as a landmark, he could not be sure.
He could, however, see a blonde-haired, green-eyed girl.
One of those eyes was covered with a leather eyepatch and she held a lance.
The uniform world of darkness emphasized her golden hair and white skin like the full moon.
A strange sense of reality gradually assaulted Kamijou’s heart.
He had never before felt such hostility and rejection toward a feeling of reality.
“What is this? I thought we were in Tokyo Bay. We were in Gremlin’s headquarters of Sargasso!!”
“What? Does this look like some other place to you?”
“Wait a second…”
The Magic God seemed oddly close.
Compared to when he had chased her to the other side of the world in Eastern Europe’s Baggage City, she seemed so much closer.
But she also seemed distant.
He had never been so far from understanding this eyepatch-wearing girl.
In that sense, she seemed further than the ends of the earth.
“This isn’t Sargasso. You carried me somewhere else while I was unconscious. That’s the truth of what happened! After all! Um… After all!! Anything else would be a major problem!!”
“Why do you think the world revolves around your convenience?”
“Then what happened to Sargasso!? What happened to Tokyo Bay!?”
“Does it look like any of it remains?”
“Then what happened to the people there!? What happened to Index!? Or Misaka!? Or Lessar and Birdway!? A-and not just them! What about all the people living in Tokyo!?”
“Do I look like someone who would care about that?”
His understanding of what lay before him crumbled.
He forgot how to produce anger or sorrow.
Such things had been so natural that he had never before thought about the process.
But his mind was in such disarray that he no longer understood how his own heart functioned.
“How long are you going to keep talking?”
“You’re lying!! You, um, used some kind of trick to make it look like that’s what happened!! That would be easier. Instead of destroying Tokyo Bay and killing all those people, it would be easier to bring me to some other place!! So…!!”
“It no longer matters how you perceive the situation. Who it was that disappeared is a trivial matter. The problem that lies before you is that only the two of us are here,” said Othinus disinterestedly. She sounded like someone who had downloaded an app to kill time late at night but found out it was even more boring than expected. “And you seem confused as to the scale we are talking about.”
“What? Are you saying there’s more?”
“Why are you talking about this on the tiny scale of Tokyo Bay? What I destroyed is not contained to just the small planet known as Earth.”
Kamijou Touma laughed.
Besides recreating and ending all of reality exactly as she saw fit, she did so countless times against Touma, each time killing him in the end to repeat that process indefinitely
Kamijou Touma and Othinus’s gazes crossed for a moment.
When it came down to it, no matter what Kamijou Touma did, he could not stand up to a Magic God like Othinus. This was not an issue of training his body further or coming up with the right idea to turn things around.
On a more fundamental level, a human could not defeat a god.
The one slight possibility of defeating Othinus through strength alone would be for Kamijou himself to ascend to Magic Godhood, but that was not much of a hope. It was not something so easily done and she would not call herself a god if it was.
“This wasn’t an even fight,” groaned Kamijou while held up by the neck. “This isn’t the first time we’ve had this fight. I don’t know if this is the tenth time or the hundredth time, but we’ve repeated it again and again. And each time, I was probably blown to pieces by the first attack. The only problem left was the integrity of my memories. I subconsciously refused to accept the pain and fear I felt, so I rearranged the memories in my head to look like a fight following a single path. That’s what made it look like I was somehow holding my own.”
“That answer is worth 50 points.”
“Perhaps. Is this schoolyard not the starting point? Do I have to start from the empty black world I first woke up in?”
One hundred times, one thousand times, or even ten thousand times.
Othinus merely had to repeat this. Each time, Kamijou Touma took slightly different actions and made different choices than the time before. Once he ran into a dead end doing that, he would break. It might happen in the direct battle or in one of the countless worlds. If just once, the boy wandered into a dead end and collapsed, Othinus’s objective would be achieved.
But at the same time…
“But I gradually realized something.”
“What does a human have to say to a god?”
“No matter what happens, you won’t kill me,” declared Kamijou while a vice-like grip squeezed his throat. “It’s not that you can’t. If you wanted to, you could at any time. Yet you haven’t. Even when you have announced you would. …There has to be something there. You could just kill me and end this, but you have some reason not to. If I had to guess…”
“I’d say it’s something like bonus points.”
He said nothing more.
With an odd snapping noise from his neck, Kamijou Touma’s consciousness was overwhelmed with static once more.
Magic God Othinus could control everything. Without exaggeration, she controlled the world itself. If she wanted to, she could have galaxies collide to kill Kamijou Touma. Or she could break the bonds between the particles making up his body and cause his very existence to disperse. If she was the slightest bit dissatisfied with something, she could turn back time, re-lay the rails of fate that led to the future, and create the exact result she wanted.
He could not win by fighting normally.
Just as the eyepatch-wearing girl had said, there was too great a difference between the basic specs of a human and a god.
Any external stimuli from Kamijou Touma or a third party could never defeat that monster.
He saw the disturbing symbol bursting from Othinus’s back and providing the color of light to the entire black world it covered. He heard the creaking sound of it gathering tremendous power.
In the end, the world was her crossbow.
As soon as Kamijou Touma realized that, ten pieces of destruction rained down from the heavenly dome above.
What exactly could this be compared to?
Perhaps a super-long railgun that targeted someone on the planet’s surface after eternal acceleration using straight guiderails stretching from one end of the universe to the other.
Perhaps a singularity weapon that created destruction unexplainable with Newtonian physics by directly messing with the smallest particles dealing with mass and motion such as the bosons and the Higgs particle.
In all likelihood, expressing it with words was meaningless.
Even if one gathered everything that could be expressed with words, it was unlikely one could shoot down that crossbow.
It merely hit.
Thor's power as Almighty Thor that affects the entire Universe and it's comparison to Othinus. Note that Thor reveals he's the Magic equivalent of a Holistic Esper, a Holistic Magician. Holism involves the theory of affecting the entire macroworld to create an exceedingly small effect. Will go over more that later.
The game piece of Almighty Thor remained in place while the world map laid below it was moved.
It sounded simply unbelievable, but Kamijou knew of a technique that would make it possible.
“The battles in Baggage City were also an experiment to see if holistic espers existed. That ridiculous system would smash together multiple distant galaxies to fire flames from the hand. Are you saying you’ve reached that?”
“That’s not what this is. Do you understand why?”
Thor grinned and placed a hand on his hip.
It was obvious he was waiting for Kamijou to steady his breathing.
He sought an even more stimulating battle to gain even more experience points.
“That would eliminate Gremlin’s reason for targeting Fräulein Kreutune,” said Kamijou. “If you already had a holistic esper, you would’ve used it in your plan.”
“I’m similar but different. It might be a lot like the relationship between Ollerus and the #7. I’m the approximation of someone from the science side. I can produce almost the exact same phenomenon, but I’m not actually one of them. I really am a magician, so I’m not an esper in any way.”
“What you’re doing is on a huge scale. Moving the entire world is so far out of the ordinary that ‘almighty’ might be right on the mark. But the actual life-size phenomenon should be no different from teleportation. You can’t accomplish this level of accuracy like that.”
“Stop it. I don’t like being praised like that. You saw Othinus at full power, didn’t you? If the predicted specs I calculated out are accurate, her power would go well beyond mine which is limited to the world we’re in now. How many times was the world destroyed on your way here? In fact, how’d you even defeat her when she had her lance? …No, merely winning in a fistfight wouldn’t get you back to this world.”
It was true that 100% Almighty Thor would likely be killed in an instant if he faced 100% Magic God Othinus. Thor ruled a single world while Othinus created infinite worlds. That was an obvious and insurmountable wall.
But that was not the current problem.
Almighty Thor stood before Kamijou as a real threat and Othinus could no longer use her power. To move on, Kamijou would have to defeat him with the fists of a puny human.
“Just to be clear, I don’t designate the coordinates. For one thing, coordinates on paper are meaningless in an ever-expanding universe.”
“The condition isn’t to always move into your blind spot either. That’d only be around Level 3 in Academy City, right? Embarrassingly enough, I’m known as an almighty god, so use a little more imagination.”
While normal Esper powers work on the quantum level to create changes viewable to the macroworld, Holistic Espers affect the macroworld to make changes barely viewable at all.
In that theory, the entire expanding universe was treated as a single large system or network and things were viewed at the largest scale that humans could manage.
This once branched off to Gaia Theory which viewed the entire Earth as a single environment or ecosystem, but the life forms on the Earth were also affected by solar winds and the gravitational pull of the moon. If you also added in the time axis and other dimensions to that large 'world', you were no longer dealing with just a single planet. In that way, many had gone back to the origins of the theory and talking in true wholes once more.
Gremlin had used Baggage City as a giant testing ground to complete the foundational theory behind psychic powers that used that holism.
The theory itself was simple.
It was the opposite of the butterfly effect that said the beating of a butterfly’s wings could cause storms.
In other words, a major change on the global scale could cause flames to come from your palm.
Just saying that the large affected the small may make it a little hard to understand.
However, we are constantly undergoing changes caused by large things.
For example, take the theory of relativity.
Setting aside the precise definition, let us focus on the part that says the flow of time slows the closer an object gets to the speed of light.
A human riding in a car and a human riding in an airplane are in different 'times' that would cause a slight immeasurable error.
So let us make the scale larger.
What about a human on Earth versus a human on the moon? What about a human on the moon versus a human on Mars? Due to rotation and revolution, those people would be within different speeds and therefore different times.
Now let us bring the scale up to the whole.
The universe was created in the Big Bang and is constantly expanding moment by moment. Of course, we of humanity live in the universe and are all moving at the speed of that expansion. This puts us in the relativistic time created by the Big Bang.
Now, let us go through a thought experiment.
The universe is expanding equally in every direction, but what if the expansion speed of a single local area changed?
The change in speed would create a change in time.
An exceedingly large phenomenon would change the concept of time for a tiny human.
Of course, that is merely an example.
However, if you could bend or ball up the entire universe, the side effect of that power would cause an exceedingly microscopic phenomenon that would be immeasurable even with an electron microscope.
Does it seem like a rather roundabout method?
Do you think that if someone had power great enough to alter the expansion speed of the universe, they should just use that power to directly crush the planet or the galaxy?
However, a holistic esper would only notice the flames coming from their palm. Even if some distant galaxy was crushed in the process, that would be all they could comprehend. Just like how a person in a car cannot notice that someone standing on the Earth is in a different time.
As such, an esper created from the whole might only reach a Level 2 or 3 on Academy City’s scale. Even if some truly ridiculous thing was occurring in reality, no one would notice it, so it might as well not have been happening. Ironically, this was the same as the concept of zero in quantum theory."
Reality of the Index verse is made up of multiple layers as a multiverse. One layer was what made up the universe the series takes place in. She destroyed all but one layer that remained.
"It may have been wrong to refer to that place as dark. In fact, the word “place” was not entirely accurate either. Non-existent things could not be explained. Nevertheless, a few voices lurked within where no one could interfere.
Othinus and Kamijou Touma had been wrong about one thing.
They had thought that world of darkness had been the full extent of the world. They had assumed that pitch black despair had been the product of destroying everything and leaving nothing at all behind.
But in truth, there had been one more layer. It was as uniform as a thin membrane, it had not even the slightest seam, and it could not be detected or destroyed by anyone, but one last phase had existed.
Said layer as stated, is outside all existence. An infinite world where even the slightest gaps go on for infinity and concepts like time and distance cannot be applied.
“The concepts of distance and time don’t matter here, remember? And I can’t leave regardless. Even if I did, I’d just end up gathering unwanted attention on a global scale like Othinus. I was a hair’s breadth and an infinite distance away.”
“Does the same go for the others?”
“Old man, did you start forgetting things once you became a mummy? The zombie girl, the chimera, and everyone are here. It’s just in destiny’s hands whether we run across each other in this place where the tiniest gap extends to an infinite distance☆”
The conversation came to an end. In that place that did not exist in the world, they prepared to scatter apart.
“If you think about it, you could call this our way of being ecological. We do it because the world is too small for us to live in, but it isn’t easy putting up with being here.”
“But have you forgotten? How many digits’ worth of worlds do you think I made and remade when I was settling things with you? If an equal Magic God existed in this world and this age, they would have interfered back then.”
“At the very least, there wasn’t a Magic God in this world. Doesn’t that seem like a reasonable conclusion?”
"Was this the same world that Magic God Othinus had thoroughly destroyed and then brought back?
His mind went blank.
He was unable to think clearly and what he needed to do so sparked and dispersed.
What if this illusionist man truly was a Magic God? What if he had the same abilities Othinus had? Kamijou had been able to persuade her. She had always contained the kindness that made that possible. But did this man? Would Kamijou have to pass through that darkness and traverse those near-infinite worlds of despair just to find out? And what if he did all that, had his mind and body left in tatters, and still found nothing? What if this man was wielding his power out of pure selfishness and had no real reason or cause for it? That would be like crossing the desert without preparing a single drop of water. It would be the same as optimistically assuming there would be an oasis and stepping out onto the scorching sand with only the clothes on one’s back. And Kamijou knew how frightening a Magic God could be. He understood the heat and length of that desert far too well to make an ignorant and reckless decision.
"Was he really a Magic God who had bloomed some other way than Othinus?
Kamijou’s face was pale, but Othinus did not hesitate to speak to him.
“But have you forgotten? How many digits’ worth of worlds do you think I made and remade when I was settling things with you? If an equal Magic God existed in this world and this age, they would have interfered back then.”
“At the very least, there wasn’t a Magic God in this world. Doesn’t that seem like a reasonable conclusion?”
Othinus was right.
She should have been right.
But some uneasiness lingered in Kamijou’s heart. He felt an intense refusal toward thinking the colorful hell that man had demonstrated was only an illusion meant to look like the world was being bent to his will. His deepest thoughts were telling him it would come back to bite him if he conveniently and optimistically averted his gaze from that harsh reality.
That may have been a sense he alone possessed after learning firsthand what a true Magic God was like.
If he had not stopped himself, he might have started chewing on his thumbnail.
(What if that is real? What do I do then? Do I have to go through all that again? Do I have to wait for him to break? But this Magic God might not have a single speck of kindness inside him! That’s no different from being told to search Mars’s deserts for a single grain of gold dust that might not even be there!!)
If that man truly was a full-power Magic God, he could remake the world even faster than snapping his fingers.
In fact, this world that Kamijou thought was “real” might have already been replaced by a very similar world."
He had to neutralize this opponent no matter what, but he could not afford to provoke him either.
It was as unreasonable as being told to remove the very bottom layer of a pyramid of cards because it was “in the way”.
Was destruction the only option remaining?
This was the same path as before. Would he have to smash the world to pieces and redo everything from that pitch-black place?
And if they clashed one-on-one, the Magic God would mercilessly destroy the world. He would create a world convenient to his purposes and slaughter Kamijou in a perfect game.
Kamijou did not know if it was possible, but he had to settle this before the Magic God could snap his fingers.
If he did not switch this off in an instant, the world would end.
The earth, the universe, and the world were nothing but a giant balloon. And a Magic God was a potted cactus wobbling on top of the balloon. That would cause anyone to panic. Once one learned of its existence, they would be worried around the clock that the cactus would eventually topple over as it moved freely about.
(Unrealistic ideals don’t matter. What exactly are you supposed to do against a monster like that!?)
It was absolute overkill.
It went far beyond an overflow error.
Magic Gods also control and manipulate all higher and lower spacial dimensions. Other examples of beings who affect these higher spatial dimensions that surpass our 3 Dimensional world to a more limited extent include Kuroko and Carissa. Magic Gods control spatial dimensions via residing outside existance as Othinus did.
In the next instant, Kamijou Touma saw a dimension being severed for the first time in his life.
Its range was a little less than 20 meters.
With a strange noise, something passed through along a line that Kamijou and Acqua had been on just a moment before. Something like a belt or a wall that was only about as wide as Curtana Original expanded. It was white and looked a little like a plastic model before it was colored. That object that looked not entirely complete appeared before Kamijou’s eyes.
“I could feel it when I was practicing before. This spiritual item is quite old, but its disposition seems to change a bit when someone wields it based on modern military knowledge. …Well, I’m sure my mother would be able to do something similar because she has the same nature.” A tone of enjoyment could be heard in Carissa’s voice. “Did you know that the cross section you get by slicing a 3 dimensional object is 2 dimensional? And slicing a 2 dimensional object creates a 1 dimensional cross section.”
With a clunk, the mysterious belt-shaped object that had been irrationally floating in the air fell to the ground right next to Kamijou.
It felt something like pottery, but it was actually extremely heavy despite how it looked. Even after it fell, it continued to sink into the black soil.
“Similarly, when a dimension higher than our 3 dimensions is sliced, the cross section appears in this world in a 3 dimensional form. As a result, the ruins of a cross section appears like this.”
2) “This simultaneously severs every dimension at the coordinates whether they are higher dimensions or lower dimensions. It seems the only cross section objects created that we can perceive are the ones that can appear in a 3 dimensional world.”
Kamijou was completely dumbfounded.
If what she was saying was true, that sword was a monstrous weapon that could cut right through dimensions which did exist but were more of a concept than anything. No matter how much steel someone used to protect his body, Curtana Original could cut right through the dimension to cleave him in two.
Even so, Kamijou did not feel any fear. The scale was simply too great. Apparently the universe was constantly expanding due to the big bang, but no one could concretely feel the universe expanding with their 5 senses. Second Princess Carissa was using a power on that level.
“All Dimensions Severing Spell.”
3) Carissa held up her sword that could slice through not just a manmade nuclear shelter but the earth and the universe itself.
Magic Gods manipulate causality. To withstand Othinus' power that even affected beings like Arisa, who created miracles even from 0 chances of it happening as a result of her ability to alter the laws of causality, one has to be unaffected by causality. These beings included other Magic Gods, Touma, Aleister Crowley, Aiwass, and possibly Laura Stuart. St. Germain was another being who survived for the same reason. St. Germain is a compulsive liar, however it backed up this claim by the fact that it's aware of and was in all the alternate worlds Othinus created.
Kamijou finally realized she was completely serious. She was prepared for battle as a con artist.
“I think you are the one that isn’t fully aware of the situation. The gates of hell have already opened. The Magic Gods have already entered the real world. And do you know what they will desire first?”
“They are of course after you.”
She forcibly swung her partially broken spear.
With a solid clang, some space opened up between them.
“Just as the sword desired a king and St. Germain desired Aihana Etsu, the Magic Gods long for the one known as Kamijou Touma. That is why they envied Othinus who could move about as she wished. Heh heh. Yes, that’s right. That is why they envied her!! Not for using the name Gremlin, and not for twisting the real world as she saw fit! They were only angry that she was monopolizing the one known as Kamijou Touma!!”
“Before wondering about my credibility, you wondered how I knew about those hundreds of billions of hells you experienced, didn’t you? Well, I understand. I am neither a magician nor a Magic God. But don’t you dare say that the category of St. Germain is somehow inferior to that of the Magic God. No matter how perfect and happy a world the Magic Gods try to create, I will always occur at some point, regardless of the possibilities or environment involved. I am a being that transcends causality and the phases.”
The True Magic Gods reveal themselves. The exact difference between them and Othinus is unknown, but enough to declare her a failure and do the feats she does by accident. They need to divide their powers infinitely to not destroy the entire universe or more just by stepping into it
Direction and depth were indistinguishable in that black space, but three distinct presences existed there.
“So have we managed to finish in time, Nephthys?”
An old man’s voice spoke in the darkness. More than simply “wrinkled”, the voice was better described as “dried-up”.
The responding voice sounded like a young and bewitching beauty.
“Yes. That zombie girl is useful at times like this. Thanks to her background of actively drawing in a great number of cultures, she has an affinity for most anything.”
“But, High Priest,” cut in a girl’s voice that sounded even younger and also childish. “Miss Zombie’s theory is essentially the same as holding up opposing mirrors, right? By splitting up our power infinitely, we can intentionally weaken ourselves and avoid destroying the world whenever we move an arm or leg.”
“What about it, Niang-Niang?”
“I’m just wondering if the symbol ∞ will really grow weaker when you split it up. I don’t want to smash the world up like stained glass the first step I take. We’re not like Othinus.”
“It doesn’t matter if it’s a mere deception as long as it works. Just like a Moebius strip or a Klein bottle, some concepts are allowed to exist even if they can’t be properly defined, Niang-Niang.”
“Yeah, but I prefer practical ideas over theories. You could say I’m the inventor type instead of the scientist type. I have a hard time believing it’ll actually work just because the theories all add up. I can’t rest easy until I try it out for myself and see that it works.”
“Then how about we try it?”
“Are you sure we should turn the world into our toy so casually?”
“The Voodoo Zombie did an excellent job. I’m sure of it now that I’ve walked around the area a bit. The spell has adapted to our bodies, so now we can move through the world without breaking it.”
“Nee hee hee. Splitting up our power like opposing mirrors, huh?”
Niang-Niang laughed like a mischievous child. She wore a short white China dress and had a distinctive charm attached to her forehead which she poked at with her index finger.
“By infinitely dividing our infinite power, we’ve kept ourselves at a level just barely low enough for this world to contain. …But in a way, this is the worst possible transformation, don’t you think? You could just keep killing and killing us without end. Like a matryoshka doll or an onion, you would have to fight a nearly eternal battle to completely kill us.”
“There is no need to hold back. We are already full Magic Gods, so it would be unnatural to find any way for us to lose.”
Even in this state where their powers are divided infinitely to be just enough to not destroy the universe with their presence, their still perfectly capable of replicating everything Othinus did.
The mountain of containers at her feet was reminiscent of the somehow nostalgic graves of the pharaohs. That is, the pyramids.
Her captivating lips moved and formed words.
If she wanted, a Magic God could mold the world like clay and create a perfect paradise, so it was rare for the concept of an enemy to apply. Before even considering whether someone was strong or weak, the very categories of enemy and ally as well as the entire reason for fighting were kindly and coldly eliminated. It may have been that the only possible enemy for a Magic God was another Magic God. That other Magic God could join the struggle for the resource that was the one and only world to bend to one’s will.
Crowley, whose at least above Othinus due to reaching that one layer those Magic Gods resided in that Othinus couldn't reach with her own power, destroyed that infinite world in his rampage but wasn't a match for them and barely escaped with his life.
“Honestly, why did Aleister have to thoughtlessly destroy our hidden world? Maybe we really should’ve killed him.”
“We are not like Othinus,” replied the High Priest. “You yourself said so, Niang-Niang. Not that we can shamelessly call ourselves harmless.”
High Priest is revealed later on to have dealt with Crowley by himself. Even in this state that effectively divides his powers infinitely, he's confident in beating Crowley, a fact made quite clear to be true
At any rate, the Magic Gods had a technique of moving through the world, even if it was like treading on thin ice.
And that meant they were about to begin for real.
They were no longer leaving it up to the tendencies of others or allowing something else to bring about the conclusion.
This time, a group of true Magic Gods was on the move.
“I suppose Kamijou Touma comes first,” said the High Priest while gazing upon the starry sky. “Aleister may have laid claim to him and even Othinus has interfered, but it is not a bad idea. We will simply acquire what it is we need for our objective.”
“Old man, jealous men are just the worst, you know? This would be why you didn’t get any followers even after staying true to yourself to the point of mummification.”
Suddenly, static filled the nighttime park.
It came from a large speaker that announced the time during the day and provided disaster information during emergencies.
“Do you really think I will let you do that?” asked a familiar voice.
“Oh, is that you, Aleister? I’m glad to see you’re still alive and kicking. Sorry about the other day. I really shouldn’t have let my anger get the better of me at my age.”
That was all it took for him to kill.
Rather than follow an exaggerated plan or make careful preparations, he acted on the rocky waves of his emotions.
The High Priest’s words hinted at the joy he felt in tormenting the weak. And worst of all, that “unenlightened man” did not see any of the ugliness inside himself. His surface consciousness did not at all think he was rubbing salt in the wound. He truly believed he was showing his appreciation toward the person he confronted.
“Then again, we have managed to find our feet here. We might be causing some trouble in your backyard and it might not even still be a city once we’re done with it, but try to forgive us. After all, we have pretty short fuses.”
“Found your feet? Do you mean that spell that infinitely divides the infinite capacity of a Magic God to trick the world by eternally layering existences that are just barely small enough for the world to contain?”
“Word gets to you quickly. Anyway, this might be an excellent opportunity for you, Aleister. Our power is limited to what can be explained in this world, so this would be the best time to kill us.”
Even that line had the implied caveat of “but it is still essentially impossible”.
For one thing, no one existed who could kill a being that the world could only just barely contain. Whether a Magic God’s power was divided by a billion or a trillion, a mere magician was still not enough to kill them.
The Magic God’s existence was infinitely layered like a matryoshka doll or an onion. A Magic God was impossible kill in the first place, but one would have to kill them a trillion or a quadrillion times before they would cease to exist.
So effectively, no one could stop the High Priest, Nephthys, or Niang-Niang.
They could run rampant through the world and anyone who opposed them would be crushed underfoot.
The people could only curl up, tremble in fear, and wait for the disaster to pass. And if they happened to be along the Magic Gods’ path, they would be smashed to pieces for being so “unlucky”.
Old Man Dream: Hmmmmm... if I had to pick five anime from this year I'd consider favorites in no particular order, would go with the following: Beastars Season 2, Vivy: Fluorite Eye's Song, Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop, Megalobox 2, and Kageki Shoujo.
Dec 25, 2021 2:38:25 GMT
Old Man Dream: Know it's a bit unusual for me to pick a movie with Words Bubble Up Like Soda Pop. But that one's on Netflix for those curious.
Dec 25, 2021 2:39:15 GMT
Merry Menos: Merry Christmas!!!
Dec 25, 2021 6:34:11 GMT
HungryWorld: Merry Christmas!
Dec 25, 2021 20:16:14 GMT
Taka: I don't have a list of top anime for 2021 yet.
Dec 26, 2021 3:18:25 GMT
Merry Menos: Me neither. My other endeavors messed me up. I need to fix that...
Dec 26, 2021 4:39:34 GMT
Old Man Dream: This just in: Mahotsukai no Yoru, a Type Moon visual novel focused on Aozaki sisters Aoko and Touko, is getting an anime film adaptation from Ufotable.
Dec 26, 2021 17:38:32 GMT
HungryWorld: I don't have a list of top anime for 2021 either at the moment. Been a bit too busy with everything...
Dec 26, 2021 22:42:28 GMT
Old Man Dream: Only brought up 2021 anime because I'm largely set with viewing stuff for the year. Might go back to sample some stuff since I think ANN's gonna post their favorites for this year. Otherwise, that's what I have for right now.
Dec 27, 2021 2:17:12 GMT