"Abandon your family, friends, property, and everything in the world?"
Ashina frowned deeply.
"What kind of place is that? That's the only way to enter? Abandon everything? "
Looking up, Ashina looked at Eight-cloud Ink.
She reached out and gently held his warm hand.
"If that's the case, no matter how beautiful that world is, I won't go there."
"That's not necessary."
Eight-cloud Ink shook his head and tapped his fingers on the table.
"I've heard of the Box Court World."
The girls gathered around. Under the full moon, each of them looked at Eight-cloud Ink with their round eyes.
"The Box Garden World is a stage created for the bearers of powerful blessings to live an interesting and enjoyable life —"
"Wait, did you say … create?"
Yukari opened her folding fan with a swish.
"A man-made world?"
"Yes." Eight-cloud Ink stroked the long hair in front of his chest with one hand and rubbed Yui's head with the other. The little girl looked up at Eight-cloud Ink and gave him a bright smile.
"Originally, the information about the Box Court World was the memory of my previous life, and it's already fragmented. But recently, when I was comprehending the fundamental laws of the world through the Jianmu Tree, I understood some things. Combined with those fragmented but vague memories, I speculated that the Box Court World was originally a God-made world created to guide the development of other worlds in the right direction. "
"Guide the development of other worlds … in the right direction?"
Yukari looked into the distance, in the direction of the Jianmu Tree.
"This function is very similar to the Jianmu Tree."
"Yes."
Eight-cloud Ink nodded.
"Sikong Mo once said that in the Great Desolation Era, in order to create a perfect world where even mortals could grasp the mysteries of the Gods, Yu Jizi plotted everywhere, using the conflicts and hatred between the Gods to start a war and shatter the Great Desolation."
"According to Yu Jizi's original plan, he should have succeeded halfway."
"After the Great Desolation was shattered, countless worlds were formed, and mortals with various blessings had the opportunity to explore the mysteries of the Gods — just like the superhumans in Mikoto's original world, the legendary superhumans."
"As a mortal, I listen to the will of the gods."
Yuriko said slowly as she hugged Misaka.
"That's right. This means that Yu Jizi's plan succeeded. However, his ultimate goal, which was to create a godless world, was not achieved. Therefore, it can be said that his plan failed."
Holding the teacup, Eight-cloud Ink lowered her head and looked at her reflection on the surface of the tea.
"The Gods still exist, and the names of many Gods are still being praised in countless worlds. This means that the Concepts of the Gods themselves have yet to disappear. Perhaps they have changed their own myths, existing in a different place in a different way, and then let the Concepts of their existence affect countless worlds."
"Box Ting?"
Ashina tilted her head and asked.
"I think so."
The little doll yawned. She was not interested in these things at all, but she knew that she should not disturb her family when they were having a serious discussion. So, she just sat quietly on Eight-cloud Ink's shoulder.
Eight-cloud Ink noticed the mercury lamp and carried the doll down, letting her lie in his arms.
The mercury lamp twisted her body, changed into a comfortable position, and closed her eyes.
Although Eight-cloud Ink knew that the doll would not feel cold, he still wrapped her in his robe to cover the little girl's body.
Then, he lowered his voice slightly. "They live in seclusion in the Box Ting and use the Concepts of their existence to influence the actions of countless worlds in the form of myths. This also explains why many worlds are very similar. It's not just the social environment, even the historical development and various myths are similar."
"This is another kind of information leakage, but this kind of leakage is active, and the impact on other worlds is deeper."
"Misaka doesn't understand at all …"
Misaka lowered her head, the ahoge on her head drooping weakly.
Yuriko smiled and patted her head, then the little girl became happy again.
"Ashina, you received this letter. It should be an invitation sent by someone inside the Box Ting. I can feel the aura of that world from it. The seed of the Jianmu is stirring."
"Mo, do you want to go there?"
"No, not me, it's' us'."
Eight-cloud Ink held Ashina's hand.
Yukari frowned. "Mo 'er, is that world … very strong?"
Eight-cloud Ink stared at Yukari, thought for a while, and nodded.
"If it was the Fantasy Village of the past, I don't think it has the strength to fight against the Box Ting world. There must be Gods that survived the destruction of the Great Wilderness."
"I even suspect that the Box Ting world was built on the largest Jianmu trunk left after the destruction of the Great Wilderness. Otherwise, there's no way to explain that world's strong influence on countless worlds."
"But now …"
Eight-cloud Ink suddenly laughed and pointed at the Jianmu tree under the night sky.
"Due to the uniqueness of the Jianmu tree, even in countless worlds, there can only be one. We have one here. The Jianmu tree in the Box Ting — or rather, the Jianmu tree that remained after the destruction of the Great Wilderness had lost its original nature. I think the Jianmu trunk in that world should only be able to support the Box Ting from collapsing."
"If the real Jianmu tree has been moved to the Fantasy Village, then in terms of status, the Fantasy Village is on par with the Box Ting. Perhaps we are still no match for them in a direct confrontation, but we will never lose."
Pointing at her forehead, Eight-cloud Ink said, "I and the Jianmu tree are one. If I live, the Jianmu tree lives, and the Fantasy Village lives. If I die, the Jianmu tree dies, and all worlds will immediately return to Chaos. None of those Gods can escape, and they will all be reduced to ashes."
"So we are safe."
The originally slightly oppressive atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
"Ashina, no matter why you received this letter, since you received it, we have no reason not to go there."
"Okay, I will go there."
Ashina smiled and turned to look at Aistel.
"Aistel, I might need you to work harder from now on."
"Yes, sister, I am your sword, everything — — will be as you wish!"
"Mo'er, should I go as well?"
"No."
Eight-cloud Ink shook her head.
"Sister should know that no matter how things change, the fact that I am a monster will not change. The [Sudden Impulse] that belongs to monsters did not appear, so there will be no danger this time."
"Ashina receiving the letter might be a coincidence, but it is more likely that it is a deliberate plan by one of the higher Gods of that world. If it is the latter, then he definitely has no ill intentions."
"Do you still remember why the Fantasy Village was first established?"
"You mean — —?"
"That's right. At that time, because humans gradually rejected and did not believe in the existence of monsters, and because they gradually lost faith in the Gods, sister and the others established the Fantasy Village."
"After the Fantasy Village's Jianmu tree replaced the original Jianmu tree, the Gods of the Box Ting world should now be facing the same predicament as the monsters of the Fantasy Village."
"Their concept of existence has become a crisis."
Gently putting down the teacup in her hand, Eight-cloud Ink looked down at the mercury lamp that had fallen asleep.
"They need our help."
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