Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

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As if in response, her closed eyes opened, revealing pink-purple pupils that housed the will of the stars.

The emotions that entangled her were hatred, sadness, and resentment.

This was an emotion that came from being abandoned by the world and her children, and she had been consumed by it for who knows how long.

“Aaaaaa——!!”

Tiamat took a deep breath and growled.

A terrifying magical power like a nuclear bomb explosion poured out.

The surrounding mud sea seemed to have been stirred up by a tsunami, and Moran steadied himself in this boiling sea.

"She...isn't even conscious?!"

Moran sensed the truth.

[Having stayed in this bottomless imaginary space for a long time, the Origin Mother slept for too long with negative emotions.]

Even if you come before her as the Son of Man

[I'm afraid it will only awaken her instincts at the first moment]

The existence of personality is very ethereal

[On the surface, she seems to have no rationality, but Moran can confirm it through the memories of the mud sea. She just slept for too long.]

There is still a chance to wake up

Tiamat only considered giving birth, raising children, and giving love as the meaning of life, but because she was denied, she made the helpless decision to wage war against the humans who persecuted her.

From her perspective

[It was the children who drove me here with murderous intent, and it was also the children who brought me this pain.]

"If you don't expel the children, you will be killed."

This is Tiamat in her deep sleep.

That extremely primitive self-defense system

[She hasn't even awakened to her own personality yet. Because she's been persecuted, her instincts are taking over.]

[Obviously, she also sees you as a child]

【So it is also excluded】

[To Tiamat, who is only one step away from becoming a human evil, she is merely a victim, and the child is the aggressor.]

"There's no other way. It seems I can only hold on for now."

Moran also entered combat mode.

Faced with the still sleeping Primordial Mother, the only thing he could do was to wake her up.

His Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are the best stimulation.

Although the Primordial Mother will not die, she will still experience sensory stimulation once her death line is cut.

Fortunately, it is in an imaginary space factory with no life.

In the real world, Moran might not be able to do this, so this saved him a lot of trouble.

Chapter 414: Saving You from the Darkness [Please Subscribe! Please Subscribe! ]

Through the manipulation of nature

You leap through the waves like a dancing seagull, the tentacles of the sea of chaos brushing past you.

Tiamat's attacks are haphazard.

[In order to awaken the Primordial Mother's rationality, you face her roar and break into it.]

[Endure the magical fluctuations caused by her roar]

[It's like paying for the sins of all the sentient beings in the past. Every step I take is so heavy.]

People built the world out of her body

[It can be said that persecuting the mother for the sake of self-preservation is undoubtedly a sin for all primates.]

[It is an arrogant and helpless necessary sin]

[Not doing so would mean extinction for many primates. They simply chose their own world.]

[In your opinion, this is indeed justifiable]

[But the key is that no one chooses to face this sin, but instead chooses to throw it into an invisible corner. This approach is the real mistake and cannot be tolerated.]

Therefore, as the king who once saved the world,

You choose to face the original sin of all things

[The primordial sea, once abandoned by children, now returns with hatred and pain in its heart.]

You break through obstacles with a deep determination.

[Finally, you came before Tiamat under great pressure, holding the golden sword in your hand. 060]

"The Son of Man used your flesh to create the world. All beings living in this world based on your flesh are undoubtedly burdened with sin. And because of this, O Originating Mother, I must face your hatred and anger."

Moran came before Tiamat.

Looking at her face wet with tears.

Those beautiful pink and purple eyes are as charming as stars.

The eyes are the windows to the soul, and through this window Moran saw a glimmer of rationality emerging.

It's so sad that it makes one's heart tremble.

For a moment, Moran recalled the gods of the past and their sword-wielding actions against the Primordial Mother in front of them.

Repeat what the gods once did.

——Is this really okay?

He raised his arm high and tightly grasped the golden magic sword. The flow of time around him seemed to be blunted in an instant.

Thousands of thoughts raced through Moran's mind.

Looking again, there was that dignified face wet with tears, and the sorrow dwelling in those beautiful pink and purple eyes.

——I can’t make the same mistake again.

In an instant, Moran loosened his grip.

The brilliance of the golden demon sword also dissipated, and it fell into the sticky and dark muddy pool of chaos.

Facing the tsunami that is about to hit again.

Moran made only one choice.

“Aaaaa…?”

Tiamat's roar grew weaker.

Among them, there was a hint of confusion.

Because the person who was originally rushing towards him with a sword in hand chose to put down the knife after he came in front of him.

It's not about swinging a sword, but opening your heart.

As if to say that he would accept everything, he embraced the beast covered in dirt and hatred.

“Aaaa............”

Tiamat blinked her beautiful eyes.

She still didn't understand such behavior.

Doesn’t the child in front of me want to kill myself?

Didn't he want to deny himself?

"Mother of all living things, the mother I have been waiting for. I will not draw my sword against you, nor will I commit crimes against you again. I will not choose the path that all living things once chose. So, please believe me. Even if you were once abandoned by all living things, there are still people who love you."

Moran hugged Tiamat tightly.

He didn't care at all about the dirt on her body and comforted her with his broad chest.

With apology in mind, admit the sin.

I still want to save her from being in darkness like this.

Such are the desires that men have.

The Primordial Mother gave everything for creation.

Then, he experienced the tragic fate of being abandoned.

Body and memory together.

Silently, slowly, peacefully.

Return to the bottomless abyss.

Very dim, very far away, very lonely, that place - so cold and lonely.

It’s been a really long time, a very long time.

It lasted so long that I felt like I would never wake up, and even now I still shed tears for my child's betrayal.

But, just for a moment.

She felt warm.

It’s so warm, a feeling I’ve never experienced before.

It was a very distant memory from the time when he was betrayed by so many children and before he turned against them.

This is love, the love that the children offer her.

Sweet and nostalgic.

This was something that the beast that had been crying and roaring wanted to obtain. It was impossible for her to remain indifferent to such a precious thing.

"........."

Tiamat no longer roared.

The restless sea of chaos around him returned to calm.

The bright and beautiful eyes gradually became brighter.

“Ah…ah…”

Tiamat uttered intermittent sobbing moans.

The chains that bound his hands broke.

She stretched out her delicate and soft hands to Moran, caressing the contours of his face with great tenderness.

“Thank you…thank you…”

The sound came out of his throat intermittently.

Tears welled up in her beautiful purple-pink eyes.

Unlike the tears shed because of grief before, these tears were because of the warmth that had not been felt for a long time.