「One day, I started to notice something uncomfortable. Whatever it was, it was touching me. Constantly clinging to me, refusing to let go. What the hell is this•••••••? My body is heavy. It was hard to move and I wanted it gone. I just wanted to be alone, I'm already whole by myself, I don't need anything else.」
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"Anima Entelecheia"
This was the name of the world ruled by
the "5th Heaven."
A pure Kingdom where everyone could be "happy." A place of eternal reincarnation and repaid karma. A myriad of universes covered in happiness for their lives.
All because of its benevolent goddess.
Twilight (Tasogare).
The Goddess who embraced everyone. Regardless of their dreams or kinds of love.
The goddess was protected by her 3 divine guardians.
Gold
Mercury
And Moment.
Deities from an ancient era, who swore to protect and oversee the world of the Goddess. Altogether, the 5th Generation was in constant evolution. A system that explores all possibilities and ensures continuous improvement for everyone.
However—
The goddess's desire was omnidirectional.
All, without exception, were dyed by her radiant embrace. Including evil heretics. It was in such cases that Mercury and Moment found themselves concerned.
"You said you had managed to deal with that bastard... Mercurius..." Moment growled in frustration, as he looked over the landscape of one of Europe's most famous cities—London.
Moment, or Setsuna, had blue hair and white skin, his ancestry of Asian origin. A frustrated look was fixed on his face.
"Oh, my dear Setsuna, you know I cannot alter events too much without inflicting pain on our goddess. Besides, my envoy should have managed to prevent 'HIM' from being born this time. But it seems once again his immutable existence infiltrated the laws of reincarnation."
Mercury, or Mercurius, was an androgynous-looking being. With a slender body, long dark hair, and flowing robes. His appearance seemed to shift constantly. As if his existence was an anomaly to the world.
Although both were present there, these were not their real bodies, but merely sensory projections— their sense of touch so that those endowed with divinity could interact with the world without breaking it.
"What do you plan to do now that your plan failed?" Setsuna asked while watching time stand still around him. A beautiful nod to his name. "Ephemeral moment." A frozen world where only the two could move freely.
Mercury, or Suigin, smiled subtly as he walked among the people, his shadow flickering between them before answering.
"There's no need to rush. Hajun has not fully awakened yet. We can always reset, try again. Trust me, oh unbelieving son." Suigin declared as his presence slowly faded from the world.
"For the sake of our Margueritte and her eternal happiness, I will erase all factors of Hajun."
And so, Suigin vanished from the world, leaving only Setsuna in this stagnant realm.
"Tsk... that damn show-off... don't call me your son, bastard... however... I'll have to trust him until the time comes... Hajun... even if I turn everything into hell... I'll kill you..."
Before his vow, for a brief moment, Setsuna turned crimson and his law became hell. And just as swiftly as it had frozen, the world began to move again.
And with it, the deities who governed it.
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In the deepest layers of the singularity, where the divine throne on which God sits rules, the Goddess of Twilight, Tasogare, sat and worried. She was the epitome of divine beauty.
Beautiful cascading blonde hair, green eyes, and a perfect curvy appearance of European origin. A fertility goddess would be an apt description.
But such beauty seemed tainted by anguish, with teary eyes.
「Why…」 the goddess murmured in pain—not a physical pain, but an emotion that tore through her sweet and kind heart. 「Why cause such anguish… the world is beautiful… I love everyone… why bring such suffering through the end of the system?」
She remembered her wish (law), her Dharma.
「What I felt at first was affection… what I sought was connection, Whoever touches me with their hands shall be beheaded. I cannot love nor be loved. Oh, how sinful must I be, to deserve such cruelty. That is why I desire this. The hope that lies at the end of the next world, for it is surely a light that will shine upon everyone, everywhere. I will hold everyone in my embrace. Let us forever watch over the birth of new lives for all eternity – Omnia vincit amor – Amantes Amentes.」
The goddess was pure and beautiful. A love that engulfed the entire universe and embraced everyone within it. A desire to embrace all, born from the goddess's lack of contact and solitude.
But now, this desire had become a sentence, for the goddess could feel, on the pores of her skin, the destruction wrought by the heretical cult seeking the end of her world (Throne). Souls that should not exist.
「The system may be flawed, but don't give up. I will ensure that everyone finds their happiness. Please, don't hurt each other.」
It was with tears and anguish that the goddess once again extended her arms to herself—her own body (universe) was made up of each life in the infinite myriad of universes within her throne. All felt her warm embrace, the mother who guided everyone to happiness.
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Elsewhere (Universe), in the golden castle of the fallen warriors of Valhalla, Gladsheim. "Gold," the Golden Beast, one of the goddess's three guardians, alongside—
Suigin (Mercurius/Mercury) and Setsuna (Moment/Ren).
The Shura (Gold/Golden Beast) watched everything from his throne, bearing a sharp and eager smile on his face.
「Oh, sweet melody of the End, Mein Dies Irae, The bells of battle toll louder with each passing day.」
The golden eyes that shattered the souls of the weak gazed over his entire kingdom (Hadou). He was feeling the pulse of the vilest existence, just like his companions. But unlike Suigin and Setsuna, he longed for this war.
Shurado was a flawless figure, exuding a perfection so great it bordered on horror. Something unnatural. A long and flowing golden mane floated around him, defying gravity. His clothing resembled that of a noble general, ready for war. He was the epitome of a supreme war commander.
He was feared as a demonic tyrant, and a very dangerous figure. However, he was a celestial being who had earned loyalty that transcended time and space. His dominion was unmatched.
The love of the Beast of Shura was for everyone.
「I love everything, therefore, I will destroy everything.」
For the Beast, love was nothing more than the other side of the coin of destruction, and thus, there was no greater way to love everyone than to destroy them.
Even in the face of the one destined to confront them in the war that would decide the end of the 5th Heaven, Reinhard Heydrich, he did not retreat—no, he embraced and loved him with all his being.
「Zarathustra (Setsuna), Karl (Suigin), Margueritte (Tasogare), let us all dance in this wonderful opera. RISE! MY BELOVED SOLDIERS! MY EINHERJAR, AND TOGETHER LET US MARCH INTO THIS BEAUTIFUL BATTLE!」
With this proclamation from their king, the golden castle of the undead rose and roared in euphoria alongside their king. All berserkers roared and brandished their weapons. All revered the love (destruction) of their Monarch of Destruction.
The soul of the King of Golden Hegemony, the strongest in military power. The Emperor of Demonic Beasts, Divine Beasts, and Beast-like Creatures. The underworld of the Fifth Heaven rose in flames, with his mane trembling in joy.
"Du-sollst... Dies Irae…"
Claro! Aqui está a tradução completa do texto para o inglês, mantendo o formato original:
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The Opera of Eternal Recurrence.
「Acta Est Fabula (The Play Has Ended)」
The absolute chant echoed through the throne of recurrence, which seemed to command everything to return to the beginning—to restart—as a recurring path that always converges between end and beginning.
The one announcing the play was the shadow of a man like a dead, diseased, and decaying tree, yet he carried within him an irresistible desire. He was a being (universe) of a theatrical play who experienced love for the first and only time in his life and turned everything into a stage for the sake of a woman.
All his love was for his goddess. A devotion bordering on madness, yet at the same time pure and perfect. This was the contradiction that dwelled in Mercury, the fourth throne (generation).
In His domain, the true body of the twin-headed serpent circled his unfathomable eternal world.
「Oh, how beautiful you are, my Margueritte. That is why I must ensure your radiance is never extinguished by hands so filthy.」
He was a fallen god, one who gave up his throne to Marie (Tasogare) in exchange for serving her forever as her guardian.
He was also the greatest enemy to the usurpation (solitude) of Hajun (Mara). For he was the one who, for the past 10,000 years, had been re-enacting this play. Returning everything to the beginning when the world (Marie) fell. And trying again.
「I won't let you fall, my Goddess. As I gave you my love, Marguerite! Until I reach that embrace, I will keep repeating until the end of eternity—for my love for you shall always be eternal.」
A mad and immeasurable love. Born from the desire to die, falling in love with the goddess he could never touch without fearing death. Yet yearning for her and her sweet embrace (death) in his arms.
This was the definition (Law) of Mercurius, the Fourth Generation who sought the unknown until death. And for his love of the goddess, he was determined to endure as many Returns to the beginning as he could.
The serpent of eternal return smiled to itself while admiring the world spinning around everything.
「Go, my knights of the goddess. I rely on you to fix this flaw (bug) that has infiltrated the realm of our Goddess.」
Such action was not unusual for the mercurial serpent. Since his birth three eras ago, he had always acted through others. Positioning himself more as a shadowy playwright than as one of the heroes or characters in his opera.
But at this moment, perhaps it was vital that even authors like him allow themselves to assume a greater role in the grand play unfolding in this world.
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Elsewhere in the hegemony (Throne) of the Goddess, Mugen—also called Setsuna—remained deep in thought, with furrowed brows and eyes. Of all the deities, he was the most impulsive. Remnants of his human life.
Mugen was the personification of stagnation, but almost ironically, he was the most restless of the gods. A divinity who sought to preserve his normal life, his "Moment," forever, so that he could enjoy those good times.
Therefore—
「I hate you, Hajun.」 He spoke with such conviction about the end of that Tengu-dou.
「As if having to share the world with these idiots (Gold and Mercury) wasn't enough, now I have to be left out because of this bastard (Hajun) who killed me? Someone must be playing a cruel joke on me.」
Despite his words, Mugen had no memories of his previous deaths. Only knowing of them through Mercury. But his rage and frustration grew equally.
Setsuna was the one who loved the goddess the most, her lover and the one who shared life with her during the fourth generation, where Mercury ruled before Marie (Tasogare) took over.
Although they had killed each other before, the three gods put aside their differences to protect and care for the beloved goddess. But that didn't mean Mugen liked their presence.
「It doesn't matter. I will still bring this to an end. I will preserve this tender moment for all eternity.」was the Dharma that Mugen echoed throughout the confines of the universe of Stagnation where he reigned.
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But not everyone was pleased with this. In the deep layers of the universe (womb) of Sahasrara, the Destroyer existence—the deformed fetus inside—writhed in disgust and revulsion. It was the child of the Dharma of Extinction, Hajun, who felt nothing but loathing.
Muttering cursed mantras unconsciously, the Fetus remained asleep. Waiting for the moment to awaken and spread the Tengu-dou to cleanse its body (Universe) once and for all.
To be "alone" was what defined Hajun.
However, after 5,000 years of failed reincarnations, Mara was changing. His immutable nature was absolute. But it could be distorted within his own logic. A feat only one existence had ever considered, in time immemorial past.
An ancient existence, where a being cast away its blood and flesh to become an "Immutable Void." A faceless monster, and the most dangerous creature to ever exist. And Mara was treading that same path.
A path of Distorted Immutability under his logic.
After all, those on the Throne of God are the ones who dictate the laws of the world. This was the reality of the divine throne.
For there, surrounded by thick and sticky darkness... Behind the veil of boiling amniotic fluid, the extremely terrifying God concealed himself.
He looked like a bloated corpse on the verge of exploding, a dried-out ancient mummy, a pure manifestation of a curse. If compared to something, it would be like a poisonous nuclear bomb. Three distinctive eyes remained shut, but the heartbeat of that creature (Baby) throbbed, crushing the space around it.
With each beat, mortals and immortals alike could feel their souls on the verge of shattering. The universe creaked in fear of its existence, as if screaming:
「That must never awaken. If it does, everything will be destroyed.」
The Demonic Baby (Mara) was the vilest existence in the world. But…
Even amid such repulsive monstrosity, there were those who worshiped him.
In this vast space resembling a dark, starless universe, there stood a lone woman. With dark skin, flaxen-colored hair, and a gentle, archaic Bodhisattva smile, she conveyed a serene impression. However, this same expression, which never left her face, belonged to the one responsible for casting everything into chaos.
This woman was Svaha, one of Sahasrara's daughters and leader of the heretical cult "Samsara Vartim." A woman with influence over the entire world. Perpetrator of acts so barbaric they could only be called "insane." It was contradictory that a figure exuding such enlightenment could be capable of such vile acts. Yet, even so, this was her desire.
"Oh, God~ Be born and bring an end to the suffering that plagues our mother!" She worshiped and adored the deformed fetus beneath the veil (Womb) of Sahasrara. As one of the only people allowed to enter its body (Universe), she, as leader of its daughters, worshiped her younger brother "Mara" as her Messiah. After all, she was the one who found him in the past and named him her God.