The Epilogue, Intergalactic Empire Federation - (9)
["So, my dear. If you would plant your seed that created the great universe within me..."]
["...Huh?"]
A mental message accompanied by a gesture that swept from her head down to her side.
As soon as I received this thought, confusion swept through my mind.
Creating offspring between "Whispering Constellation" and "Nut" wasn't an issue, but this universe could be called "me."
Everything in this world originated from my thoughts, and the Outer God Nut could be considered a large fragment separated from me.
Of course, this happened because I was such a magnificent being...
["...Do you understand what you're saying?"]
["Of course. Was my vocabulary not direct enough? To put it simply, I wish to have offspring like those small beings. By pressing our bodies together..."]
The way divine beings create offspring differs from how mortals do it.
Even planetary gods, not just Outer Gods, typically mix the sources of divinity to create offspring, or simply create them with their Authority.
But what Nut was saying wasn't about that.
She was clearly interested in the mortal reproduction process.
Not simple creation, but a desire to nurture a successor within her own body?
*Swish. Swish.*
["Hmm... somehow strange emotions are arising in my mind. Is this what they call embarrassment? If you're willing, I'm ready to begin whenever..."]
*WHACK!*
["Eek!"]
I smacked Nut on the head as she pretended to caress her abdomen with her right hand. Even though she was an Outer God with space itself having consciousness, it wasn't difficult to inflict pain through thought.
Nut flinched at the sudden pain.
Oh dear. If you move like that, the Intergalactic Empire Federation will be destroyed. Be careful.
She sent me a resentful thought.
["H-how dare you inflict pain on my true form... Isn't it acceptable because Whispering Constellation and your current self are the same yet subtly different beings?!"]
["You were just born in this cycle, making you much younger than me. What seed are you talking about? I might give you a seed of divinity, but if I granted your actual wish, several dimensions would be destroyed."]
["Then what's the point..."]
Sigh. If we moved our bodies like mortals, all the small beings would die.
I could just turn back time, but that's not something "Constellation" would consider.
I want to ask why she's so fixated on such acts, but since I'm also acting as a Constellation, I'm not in a position to judge.
["Hmph... My dear. You're too stingy for the power you possess. I am greatly disappointed..."]
["Try asking for a different wish. I'll grant most things as long as they don't cause cosmic inconvenience like just now."]
["Then I would appreciate at least a proper seed of divinity."]
A suitable-sized seed for an Outer God.
I should provide a source that could create divine beings on the level of Shub or Yog, named after the great fragments that existed before this cycle.
About the size of a galaxy. Roughly infusing it with my personality data...
Making it not too weak so it can accept modifications from an Outer God... Done. This should be sufficient.
The "seed" I just created appeared before Nut.
*Flash*
["Here you go."]
["Ohhh... Thank you, my dear."]
I deliberately ignored the freshly created seed of divinity entering Nut's belly as I sent my thoughts.
["Feel free to contact me occasionally if you're bored. I am a Constellation, Whispering Constellation."]
* * *
After finishing my brief business with Nut, I turned my gaze to a corner of her body where I could see a galaxy containing the Intergalactic Empire Federation.
That tiny speck of dust. Countless mortals must be living busy lives there.
It's not even dust compared to the great universe, but they burn through their short lives...
Looking a bit closer, I could see Lee Yuna sitting in the studio after finishing a live broadcast.
Thanks to the reactions on GalaxyTube's official channel of Starlink Times, her lips twitched whenever people around her flattered her.
"Oh my. Oh my. Is it because Avatar Lee Yuna appeared that the real-time viewership compared to the last broadcast..."
"Ahem. Ahem."
"Some are saying the ratings must be manipulated? Without someone systematically supporting it, how could this..."
"Ahem..."
"Wow... May I ask if you'd consider appearing again next time? If you could just consider it..."
"Ahem..."
- Is that starlight in her lightly clenched fist her unique ability? Or bestowed Authority?
- She used that to hit the Cosmic Swarm in the Planet Ratan extermination video
- Unfortunately she's not showing that finishing move... wanted to see the one where her whole body transforms like the universe
- That would destroy the studio;;;
- Avatar Beatrice and Director Vivian aren't appearing together
- First time seeing the reinforced alloy used to measure Avatars' physical strength completely shattered. Truly amazing...
- At this level, isn't she stronger than most Constellations?
Looking at how pleased she is, she appears to be just an Avatar enjoying her fame.
She doesn't seem intoxicated with that "Constellation disease." In my current "state," I can't tell if there's been a change in her inner self.
After a while, I posed a question to Lee Yuna as she walked out of the studio.
"Hmm... I'm not sure. People have always liked me, and haters will hate. Maybe I just feel like I've succeeded thanks to you, Constellation? What? A feeling of transcendence or transformation? A sense of omnipotence? No? I don't have anything like that... Um, did I do something wrong?"
I see. I don't want my apostle mortals to be swept away by the flow of time.
While I want to respect their individual free will, it seems I had some greed in a corner of my heart.
Becoming a Constellation would make one somewhat free from the flow of time...
While I was lost in thought, Lee Yuna looked up at the sky with a refreshing smile.
"Still, I feel better moving around here and there. Thank you."
Is that so?
"Even if I go astray in the future, there are many people who will point it out. Bea and Unnie Vivian of course, and the citizens of the Federation..."
Yes. That's not bad.
Even if she doesn't reach the realm of Constellations, I shouldn't criticize her.
Unlike before, when I had the unconscious assumption that I should naturally get what I want, my thinking is a bit different now.
Still, I wish all mortal Avatars could attain immortality...
How about meeting the fourth Avatar, Sweet Reverie?
"Ah, Sweet Reverie? She's joined the Federation Mental Health Administration as an advisory committee member! They say if you sleep in the star system where she resides, you'll never have nightmares. Wouldn't you say she's become a Star System-class Constellation?"
* * *
The fourth apostle contracted by the Intergalactic Empire Federation—Sweet Reverie.
They say she always carries a red book, traveling around Federation planets eliminating nightmares before joining a government agency called the Mental Health Administration.
Of course, she didn't join as an employee, but rather as an advisory committee member after being persuaded by government officials.
"Since then, in the Jairak-51 planet where the Federation Mental Health Administration exists—or was it? Anyway, they say the concept of nightmares has completely disappeared from that planet! Strange abilities flow throughout the entire star system, and people with trauma or mental illnesses naturally show gradual improvement..."
The red book she always carries must be a Grimoire, right?
And controlling all mental elements in a star system... the ability to fully manage an entire star system.
When my apostle holds a Grimoire, can they achieve rapid growth?
Well, she did recognize my identity as "Constellation" to some extent. Her potential might be similar to Yggdrasil's.
"Oh! Sweet Reverie is appearing on public broadcast right now! They say she personally handled the 'Epidemic Nightmare' classified as a cosmic disaster, like the Cosmic Swarm I killed. That's why on the broadcast..."
Sweet Reverie appears on a hologram in the form of a billboard in the city center.
Black wings spread to both sides. An alluring face. Dreamy eyes befitting a succubus, a species of the unconscious.
—Hello, Sweet Reverie. It's truly an honor to interview you like this.
The reporter approaches her, extending a small microphone.
—The "Epidemic Nightmare" you personally handled this time is known as one of the cosmic disasters with a danger level comparable to the Cosmic Swarm. I understand it was impossible to eliminate because of its nature of spreading through people's nightmares. If it's not too presumptuous, may I ask how you, Sweet Reverie, a Planetary Spirit Entity Constellation, were able to handle it?
Well, that's because she became a Star System-class Constellation.
But it seems her mind has some aftereffects.
She can manage daily life, but occasionally experiences confusion... Ah, stop. Knowledge that "Constellation" shouldn't know keeps flooding in.
I should be more careful about this.
What's the fun in knowing everything about the great universe?
—Hehe. Let me tell you right here.
Seeing Sweet Reverie opening her mouth with a confident smile, it seems she's going to reveal it here?
—The reason for my advancement is because I became an apostle of Whispering Constellation, the great Main God. And thanks to being granted this Grimoire...