# Epilogue, Intergalactic Empire Federation - (6)
Yuna blushed with embarrassment and closed her mouth as I manipulated the Constellation message to explain. I also mentioned that one of the solutions suggested by Master of the Blue Breath was interaction with fellow Avatars.
"So you're saying Yuna might have caught that Constellation disease? But Yuna isn't a Constellation yet..."
In terms of power, she's definitely qualified to be a Constellation, but she hasn't received divine status yet. And... she should hear this directly from the First Avatar.
"Yeah. Constellation... is it really necessary to talk about this..."
It might be embarrassing, but wouldn't it be better to explain her condition clearly? Of course, I'd like Beatrice to share her honest thoughts too. The perspective of someone who grew up in a different environment would be helpful.
"Well. The truth is. Sometimes when I go beyond the planet's atmosphere, people look like ants to me."
"...What do you mean? Isn't that normal?"
"No, that's not what I mean! It's not about physical distance, but psychologically feeling that way..."
A moment of silence fell.
Then a hand quietly reached for Yuna's shoulder.
"Yuna... I understand you. When this Imperial Princess was young, I would feel the same emotions after inspecting space battleships with my father. Leading the pitiful commoners is the duty of the imperial family..."
"Aaagh!!! Really! Stop joking around!"
"I'm not joking! And you said Yuna has almost reached the level of a Constellation, so of course you might feel such emotions! The God Complex is a condition that gods develop when looking at lower species..."
Seeing how she just manipulated space, Beatrice seems to be approaching Constellation level too. I wonder if she's okay.
"Me? Actually, since I was born an Imperial Princess, I can somewhat sympathize with Yuna's words. The Valhyr Empire is a place where class system and democracy awkwardly overlap... In fact, what Yuna is worried about is caution against arrogance and pride..."
Creeeeak.
A door on one side of the vast imperial garden swung open, and a handsome young man entered.
A blonde man who looked remarkably similar to Beatrice. Who was he again?
"Beatrice. I heard Avatar Lee Yuna was visiting. Why didn't you inform me earlier..."
"Brother Leon? You shouldn't come in right now..."
At that moment, a cylindrical tentacled creature near the door wrapped around his ankle and lifted him into the air.
Is this a creature that has difficulty identifying allies? There seems to be an issue with Beatrice's control over it.
Whirrr—
"Waaaaahhh!!!!"
"S-stop! That's not food, that's my brother!"
"...Bea. I don't want to get involved in Valhyr imperial power struggles. I should just leave..."
"What are you saying! Chuunibyou Yuna, be quiet!"
As Yuna tried to leave with a disgruntled face, a nearby wall opened, emitting red light and mechanical sounds.
Unlike its medieval imperial palace appearance, this place was a fusion of space-faring SF security technology.
—Beep. Beep. Beep. Danger signal detected from First Heir Prince Leon's vital sensors. Requesting immediate evacuation of intruders. Initiating automatic interception and calling imperial guards...
"Aaaahhhh!!! Stop! Stop!"
"...That thing seems to be targeting my head too?!"
Pew— CRASH!
"Your Highness! Are you alright?!"
So this is the dignity of the mortal leadership that rules a planet.
* * *
After sending back all the summoned otherworld creatures, temporarily shutting down the palace security system, and cleaning up the surroundings, the imperial family members and Yuna faced each other.
"Ahem. I apologize for the rudeness caused by my sister. Please call me Leon, Avatar Lee Yuna."
"...Yes. Hello. Do you know who I am?"
"You single-handedly subjugated the Cosmic Swarm before, and recently showed great courage against the Evolving Alien Constellation, didn't you? Almost no one in the Federation wouldn't know Miss Lee Yuna. And like my sister, you're also an Avatar of a Main God..."
Swoosh.
An android maid, apparently responsible for the Valhyr imperial household, placed teacups and various refreshments on the table before withdrawing.
"Since you're here, I'll provide maximum convenience so you can enjoy our planet. If you'd like an escort..."
"Um. Actually. I didn't come here for sightseeing... I'm sorry, but could I just accept your kind thoughts?"
"Oh?"
Prince Leon's face showed confusion, and Beatrice pulled his arm.
"Brother. Please don't ask for details. There are circumstances, so let it go!"
"Ah. If it's related to the Main God, then I've been interfering. Ahem. In that case, I'll withdraw so you can have many conversations with my sister."
I thought he would want to talk more, but surprisingly, he vacated his seat willingly.
Did that red jewel goddess connected to that mortal say something to him?
"Thanks to Brother Leon suddenly coming in, our conversation was interrupted, but anyway, I can sympathize with Yuna's thoughts."
"Huh?"
"If you become a god, why shouldn't you be arrogant?"
Beatrice spoke while putting SF technology-infused nano-molecular snacks into her mouth.
"Actually. When your body changes, isn't it natural for your mind to follow? If I were to become a god... Hmm. Hmm. Wouldn't it be right to have some pride—after all, it is a great achievement? Such arrogance is perceived as a disease only because the times and circumstances view such characteristics as strange."
"...Is that so?"
"Of course! Becoming arrogant after becoming 'merely' a Single-Planet Life Spirit God is a disease, but no one would criticize a Galactic Spirit Entity God for being arrogant!"
That's Beatrice for you.
Her perspective didn't seem wrong.
If a powerless child clenches their right fist and snickers, it's chuunibyou.
But if a lesser absolute being, a galactic god, clenches their materialized right fist and bursts into maniacal laughter, it's a sign of galactic destruction.
"Actually, Avatars are chosen ones who have contracted with gods, so many have a sense of being the chosen people. Haven't you felt that, Yuna?"
"That's... true."
From the perspective of the Intergalactic Empire Federation, which can somewhat resist divine beings below Galactic Spirit Entities and overwhelm the lowest divine ranks, it's a mental illness.
But with that level of power, one could indeed feel some arrogance when looking at mortals.
"Um... but I feel like I'm changing. It's unsettling... What if all my friends leave me?"
"Oh-hohoho!!! Don't worry about that! Even if friends who think you have chuunibyou disappear, this Imperial Princess will remain..."
"Grrrr."
Grab.
"Kyaaaaaaah!!! I'm sorry!!!"
The tea party ended in chaos when Yuna suddenly grabbed Beatrice's hair after she kept teasing her.
Fortunately, she wasn't truly angry, so no blonde strands were scattered across the garden.
* * *
After finishing her conversation with Beatrice, Yuna stepped outside the imperial palace, grumbling.
"Ugh. That wasn't very helpful... Maybe I should go see Unnie Vivian."
It's true that Yuna has come closer to becoming a Constellation, but no one knows if she'll become one faster than Beatrice.
From the current perspective, she's just a bit closer to the finish line and has accumulated a bit more power. Without artificial intervention, the time to reach divinity varies greatly between individuals.
"Can't you see the future with your Constellation power?"
Even I cannot see the future.
Of course, I can return from future landscapes, connect timelines, act without causing time paradoxes, run simulations of likely futures, or even go back to the past and take action.
But seeing 'a pure future without my intervention' is impossible.
Perhaps because I am a being that places the law of time beneath me, I cannot see a future that assumes my non-intervention.
"...Wow."
She marvels as I roughly explain the time-related content.
Do you believe me now? You seemed to lack a bit of trust when we first met.
"Come on. You shouldn't compare with the past. Now I know... you can even create things like this."
Swoosh.
Following Yuna's gesture, a multidimensional Avatar communication room appeared. She's making good use of the laws I created.
"Did you know that not only in the Earth Federation but also in the Intergalactic Empire Federation, the number of believers in you has greatly increased? Last time, someone who was a bishop in the Federation? They even brought such a person..."
I knew that. Even now, I could feel mortals praying to me throughout the Federation.
The desperate wishes, prayers, hopes, and aspirations of mortals praying to the Absolute Being.
Faith is something too familiar to me. Almost as natural as the air mortals breathe.
But if there's a difference between them and me, perhaps it's that I can exist without receiving faith.
"Actually, I've been invited to various places as the First Avatar. I even promised to go to the Earth Federation later. Maria herself suggested it last time, so it was hard to refuse..."
For now, I should stop these unnecessary thoughts and go see Vivian.
I'll move you with my authority, so there's no need to walk. Of course, I'll transport you right in front of the Third Avatar.
"Ah. Just a moment..."
Flash—
———
The Third Avatar, Vivian, returned from her research assignment to the Earth Federation long ago.
I think she's quietly staying at the Central Avatar Research Institute now.
Tap.
"Ah!"
"...Why is Avatar Lee Yuna popping out of thin air?"
"Oh. Well... actually..."
Yuna, who had crossed space through my power and landed in front of Vivian, stammered trying to say something but stopped.
That's because Vivian's appearance was extremely bizarre.
Her expressionless face was sticking out, with her entire body covered in aluminum foil.
"No. Why are you wearing a strange aluminum foil hat, Unnie? And why are your clothes..."
"This is not just an aluminum foil hat. It's a device that protects ordinary people's brains from cosmic electromagnetic waves existing in the dimension where the Earth Federation is located."
Come to think of it, all the mortals I chose as Avatars were quite unique...