"Strive for Peace" Memory Scrolls

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This was the memory scroll event accompanying the release of the SSR shikigami Taishakuten.

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## Shikigami Story

* Scroll I
* Scroll II
* Scroll III
* Scroll IV
* Scroll V
* Scroll VI

### Hero

﻿They met each other in a small town on the border of the Celestial Realm and the Demon Domain.

At that time, Taishakuten was a little known young man. During the millennium-long war between the Celestials and the Demons, he had to abandon his home time and again, like the rest of his kind. Though he was working under the Deca, a council of men ruling the Celestial Realm, he still agonized over the fatuous decisions made by the nobles every day.

And he looked up to those legendary warriors who stood straight when facing ruthless demons or hypocritical nobles alike. Those heroes never yielded to their fate.

However, in the land of the Celestials, where your innate power is decided by your Spiritual Entity's ability, it was almost impossible for Taishakuten to become a warrior as he only had an empathy ability.

"Although it's not possible for me to become a warrior," Taishakuten thought, "I would feel equally fulfilled if I could help those true heroes on their path to victory, even if it cost me my life."

With this simple hope in mind, Taishakuten, who was born a noble but had no power, assembled a group of young men from the commoners, and established an organization called the Wings. They took it upon themselves to transport supplies to the front line during the battles at the Celestial Realm borders, and help the refugees retreat to safety. Alas, what they did provided little help to a war which had lasted centuries. Whenever they arrived at a village they hoped to rescue, there was often no survivors. Their supply wagons often arrived on the battlefield after a long journey only to find dead bodies scattered throughout the field.

On one particular nasty battlefield, he found people of his kind who had died with a horrible twisted look on their face. They had tried to escape their fate at the last moment but, alas, to no avail.

"Why couldn't I have arrived sooner?" Taishakuten asked himself.

"Who's prayers do I fail to answer?"

"What's preventing me from being a real hero?"

And...

"Why haven't the true heroes come for them?"

Taishakuten often questioned himself in this way. Each day he became more and more depressed as he pushed his wagons through one empty village after another.

Then one day he heard a rumor. And it was like a heavenly blessing.

"A pitch-black warrior saved us," a survivor told him. "The demons were terrified of him and scattered when they saw him."

"He could move around in their miasmas. I've never seen a stronger Spiritual Entity. With a single blow he could dismember a demon."

"If all Celestials were like him, the war would be over already."

Under the hazy and boundless sky of the Celestial Realm, Taishakuten began to create this legendary hero from fragments of their stories in his mind: he would be enveloped in a dark demon force, have a strong Spiritual Entity, and descend upon the battlefield like a god. He would disappear after saving everyone. No one would know where he came from, where he was going, or what his name was.

"I want to meet him." Taishakuten thought.

His wish was then miraculously granted.

One day, while he was transporting the supplies, Taishakuten and his allies were ambushed by some demons. The demons had released miasmas alongside their route. By the time the group noticed something, their Spiritual Entities were already damaged by the miasmas. When the ambushing demons saw the group paralyzed, they rushed out and started killing the soldiers of the Wings as they simply had no strength to fight back with.

The demons cut the soldiers into pieces with their sharp claws one after another. Those same soldiers were chatting and laughing just moments ago. Now they lay half-dead on the ground, twitching. The miasma and fear had paralyzed Taishakuten. Weak and powerless, he had given up hope of getting out alive. Just as he was about to face his doom, he prayed for a miracle.

"Why do soldiers who face their enemies for the first time have to die in the conflict? Why do innocent villagers have to die in war? Is this the price one had to pay for being weak?"

"Will we not see the day when all the conflicts are gone?"

"Will there never be a time when we can understand each other and be tolerant?"

"Will there never be a time when all pain has ceased?"

"Will there never be a hero who lives as the only hero in the world with the utmost power?"

"One who will declare that an eternal peace will come once he has won every war."

In that chaotic and desperate moment, Taishakuten raised his head as he waited for the sharp claw of the demon to seal his doom... then he saw the pitch-black Asura.

In that moment, death ceased to scare him and desperation no longer had any hold over him.

Just like the rumors, this Asura was a warrior coiled in a pitch-black demon force. When all others were paralyzed, he moved with ease. He had the most terrifying Spiritual Entity that Taishakuten had ever seen. Six crimson Demonic Arms plunged at the demons like sharp swords through their chests. He was unstoppable like the gods or demons in the legends of old. The evil monsters tried to surround him. They were ripped apart.

Their dark blood spilled on the ground and soaked Taishakuten's body. Completely awestruck, Taishakuten watched, his eyes wide. He feared that even if he blinked, the miracle would disappear just as quickly as it had appeared.

And since he didn't blink, Taishakuten saw with his own eyes that the smile on the dark warrior's face turned from confident to mad.

Soon, the demons in the ambush were all dead. The few surviving soldiers struggled to get up and celebrate. Suddenly, the frenzied warrior roared like a beast; a soldier's chest was run through by one of his great Demonic Arms. Shortly afterwards, he plunged at another soldier. When he pulled his Demonic Arms out, he was soaked with blood. And he had no intention of stopping. Affected by his frenzy, the soldiers near him started to become delirious and attack one another.

The pain which his allies were experiencing flooded into Taishakuten's mind. His Spiritual Entity emitted a wailing only he could hear. Overwhelmed by the pain of his comrades, the intensity of the miracle started to fade a little. But Taishakuten's hope had been ignited. In that moment he decided that he would die making sure that the miracle don't fade out.

In immense pain, Taishakuten struggled towards that frenzied dark warrior and caught a tentacle that was aimed at him.

What happened next even amazed himself. He plucked up his courage and, before he even realized what was happening, his Spiritual Entity guided his hand towards the frenzied warrior.

The frenzy in the air stopped at that moment. Taishakuten forcefully took part of the chaotic hunger of the man upon himself as part of his own Spiritual Entity so that the man could regain consciousness. Recovered, the warrior look at Taishakuten in surprise.

"Is this your power?" he asked.

"Yes." answered Taishakuten, relieved to have survived. He then fell to the ground exhausted, and smiled, "I didn't expect to succeed. I was just imagining what I would do if I failed and that I should try to kill you."

"But you weren't scared that I was going to kill you", the dark warrior remarked. "You are strange. My name is Asura. And you are?"

"My name is Taishakuten."

### Best Friends

Despite his many achievements on the battlefield, Asura had never had any allies before he met Taishakuten. It was simply because Asura, despite having great power, almost always went into a terrifying frenzy during battle, killing friends and foes alike, and no one had even been able to stop him.

On meeting Taishakuten, Asura had a partner for the first time in his life.

"God of war, you're a true miracle. With you, our people, the Celestials, will experience fundamental changes." Taishakuten said, "I have a militia called the Wings. Join us, Asura."

"You are the real miracle," Asura replied, "When I met you, I realized I'd finally found what I had been looking for for so long."

"Please accept me into your militia, Taishakuten."

With Asura joining their ranks, the Wings were boosted in spirit and got more involved in the war.

Asura fought alone at the forefront of the battlefield. His Spiritual Entity had six crimson Demonic Arms; with some of them he wielded weapons and the rest he used to lacerate the enemies through their chests. Sometimes Asura would turn his Spiritual Entity into a long blade that could slice the sky in two allowing him to leap into the heart of an army. No army could stop him. He turned a legion of soldiers into a rain of blood drenching the battlefield.

Alas, the sound of crying, killing, cursing, and praying mesmerized the dark god of war; he was bewitched by endless death. The taste of carnage made him even thirstier. As dead bodies piled up at his feet, the look in his eyes turned ever more violent, his cries of frenzy became even louder. He started to kill in a more delirious way; he'd lost the ability to tell friends from foe and wielded his lash-like tentacles against his allies.

Just at that moment, Taishakuten's Spiritual Entity stretched his hand towards him. His Spiritual Entity looked like a pure white bird. It flew across the carnage scene, over the piles of dead bodies and the sea of blood, and landed at Asura's side.

A silver white Lotus bloomed silently on the blood-stained soil. It was feeble and faint, and had to struggle to reach Asura, fending off the monsters and demons which were attacking him.

Time and again, Asura regained his consciousness and smiled. With a slashing of his blade. he slashed the arms of the monsters and demons and walked side by side with Taishakuten's Spiritual Entity on that blood-drenched battlefield.

Taishakuten was convinced that Asura was a true hero to the Celestials.

"If every Celestial were as powerful as you, we would end the war between the demons that had lasted eons."

But Asura believed that there's a rare power concealed under Taishakuten's weak appearance.

"If everyone were like me, violent and knows nothing but killing, there would be no one there to stop me if I started an everlasting riot." Asura replied, "I wouldn't be able to actually go forth if it weren't for you."

"One day, people will know your worth," Asura said confidently.

Taishakuten didn't know why Asura, the most powerful Celestial god of war, would become berserk.

Among thousands of life forms in the world, the Celestials were the only one who were born from the merging of Spiritual Entities, and would die when their Spiritual Entities are destroyed. Taishakuten didn't know what kind of heart did Asura had and what pain he had experienced.

"What defines you is not your body but your heart. I must face and conquer my inner demon myself." Asura said.

"Fate has led me to you, it's been guiding us to battle together." Taishakuten said, "Just like I've been sharing your pain in battles, if you're short of something, I will make up for it."

Asura smiled indifferently.

One day, the two of them went on a request to rescue a town controlled by the demons. Under Asura's charge, they managed to liberate the town. A child told Asura that his mother was taken to the Abyss by the demons and that she was going to be offered to a Monster-God. Asura then set off to the Abyss on his own to save the mother.

After knowing what had happened, Taishakuten followed up immediately with his men. When they arrived at the pitch-black Abyss, Asura had already gone berserk after battling the Monster-God. His body was severely wounded in the touch battle with the Monster-God, but he was reluctant to retreat. The savage and blood-thirsty look on his face made him more terrifying than the Monster-God. His Spiritual Entity was full of holes under the destructive assaults aimed at him. And yet, he refused to respond to Taishakuten's call whatsoever.

In the moment of truth, Taishakuten accepted Asura's consciousness with his own Spiritual Entity. The forced clashing of consciousness sent Taishakuten kneeling down on the ground. Asura's pains and craziness flooded into his brain. Taishakuten clenched his fists tightly before his chest and emitted a loud cry.

And then, he saw Asura's past memories...

Born in a village where the Celestials live among the demons, Asura grown up living with only his mother. He was often mocked at for not having shown any sight of a Spiritual Entity.

His mother was the only one who cared little about him being weak. She would always smile and hold Asura in her arms while patting him on the back, relieving him of his pains.

"Do not cry, my dear Asura."

When the war between the Celestials and the demons broke out, the conflicts of the two races in the village broke out as well. Asura's mother was taken away by the demons. To save his mother, Asura finally awoken the power of his Spiritual Entity.

His newly born red limbs were sharper than the claws of the demons. As he aimed them at the evil monster who caught his mother, they run straight through both of them.

His kind mother, drenched in blood, reached her hand and tried to hold him for the last time. It fell down powerlessly just when it brushed off his tears.

"Farewell, my dear Asura." She smiled sadly.

His mother's body turned cold in his arms.

His utmost power can easily take lives, but it cannot return life to those who have passed away. With his Spiritual Entity awoken, Asura went berserk and blood-bathed the whole village before he began to live his life as a lonely wanderer.

He had become the most powerful one of all races, yet he failed to save the only one he cherished. In every battle he fought and every carnage he committed, he could see the picture of that day through his blood-soaked eyes. Ever-burning flames blazed on the land he was born and grown up. Each and every painful cry turned into a villager he once knew, and eventually, into his mother's cold dead body.

Everything's buried in the blood and endless war. No one could still remember expect Asura. But in the end, even Asura couldn't remember her face.

Boiling hot tears dropped on the ground. Asura's pain crashed through Taishakuten's Spiritual Entity and reached his soul and beyond.

Taishakuten closed his eyes with his hands. He couldn't tell if the tear drops on his fingers were his or Asura's. His silver white lotus held Asura's broken limbs firmly in its petals. He refused to let loose no matter how hard Asura was struggling. Under the Monster-God's relentless attacks, the two of them were almost turned into a ball of flesh and blood that none can separate.

Tortured by the pain, Taishakuten cried loudly, "Even if you can no longer see her again, I will always have your back. Turn around and you'll see that I'm still waiting for you!"

All of a sudden, Asura opened his eyes as if waking up from a nightmare. That pure white lotus was shining a warm and soft light in the dark.

"Your pain will become your courage, Asura. And I will be your eyes, your shield."

He lit up his road in the dark. It was his road into the future and his road home, for the two of them will eventually go to the same place.

The dark god of war used up the last of his strength to force himself to turn his severely wounded limbs into a sharp blade and cut open the darkness and cut down the Monster-God's head. He then fell into the darkness lit by the lotus warm like a mother's womb.

As that giant and ugly head fell down on the ground, it whispered clearly to his ears, "Asura, you will one day regret."

The Monster-God's eyes were fixed on Asura.

Days after the Monster-God was slain, Asura woke up. His Spiritual Entity was almost destroyed. No one believed he could wake up again except Taishakuten who refused to give up and stayed by his bed day and night, who expected and received a miracle -- a full recovery.

"You shouldn't have come and saved me." Asura said.

"What I saved was the hope of our people, the Celestials," Taishakuten said, "And I don't regret it one bit."

### Break Off

Like all friends who discuss everything with each other, Taishakuten and Asura shared a lot of similarities while holding on to their differences. They shared the same dream while maintaining different beliefs.

"After the fall of Trayastrimsa, the Celestials were cast into the Demon Domain and forced to live among the demons. The peaceful day of the past are gone forever." Taishakuten said. "In Trayastrimsa, the place we once called home, the minds of all Celestials are connected. We were able to feel each other and understand each other. We were free of conflict, slaughter and sacrifice."

"Asura, one day, you and I will lead our people back home."

"Trayastrimsa or Demon Domain, it makes no difference," said Asura indifferently, "Wherever the Celestials go, the unprogressive members of the Deca will always stand over us."

"The demons who slaughtered the Celestials and the Deca who sacrificed many of our people, they're both obstacles before us," said Asura, "And we will use absolute force to crush them."

"We must rally all forces possible," said Taishakuten, "And eliminate all discrepancies. You will do your job on the battlefield and leave the rest to me."

The Wings soon earned their reputation among the Celestials by winning a series of battles against the demons. Asura, the god of war, became the hero everyone was talking about. Still they needed more allies. To get more support, Asura and Taishakuten planned to lead their army to the capital. When the Deca heard the rumor, the nobles summoned the Wings to the Great Hall for negotiation.

"The Wings have made great achievements on the battlefield under the leadership of the Deca. After our discussion, we have decided to grant you the honor of being enlisted as a regular army of the Celestials." said Zenpoten, the leader of the Deca.

"We are here to negotiate, not to join your army." said Asura.

"The Wings were established to defeat the demons and reclaim our home. This is our long-term plan. We do not seek to become a regular army. Masters of the Deca, we share the same goal. How about we join forces?" said Taishakuten.

"I have given you the opportunity to rise among the nobles. It will be your greatest reward as a lowly commoner. You're in no position to negotiate with us."

"If we are to solve the demon issue, we, the Celestials, must unite without an exception. I want you nobles to share supplies with the commoners." said Asura.

"To solve the foreign issue, we must first solve domestic issues. You raised an army and planned to take power from our hands. This is a domestic issues." Zenpoten stamped his staff on the ground. Soldiers swarmed into the hall and Taishakuten and Asura were surrounded. "Accept the enlistment or suffer the death penalty. There is no third option."

"Obey or die." Asura's eyes turned cold as his Spiritual Entity suddenly appeared. Like a rain of arrows, it fell on the surrounding soldiers. "That's my line."

The soldiers fell to the ground in an instant. Their split blood painted the hall red.

"Outrageous! Get me more men!"

More men swarmed in and created a wall with their bodies. Asura's Demonic Arms smashed the wall, aiming for Zenpoten. He bound him withhis Demonic Arms and hung him high. Zenpoten could barely breathe.

"Beg and accept my terms." said Asura, "I'll spare you and allow you to spend the rest of your pathetic life in the Abyss if I am satisfied."

No one from either side had any intention of compromising. New arrived that the demons' force were assembled at the city gate. An army of demons have gathered outside the castle like a dark cloud. Taishakuten realized that the survival of the Celestials was hanging by a thread.

"Can't you see? Let go of me. We're not your enemies. The assaulting demon army is!" said Zenpoten, "Is this what a hero does? Create domestic conflicts when the enemy is at the gate?"

"I will take care of the demon army. But before that, I must kill you all." said Asura.

"The demons have assembled their forces while the Wings are calling for help." said Taishakuten, "This is about the survival of our people. I implore you to lower your weapons and join forces to fight the common enemy!"

"Taishakuten, how could you compromise? The nobles live a luxurious life and they exploit the people endlessly. They are the reason why we have been cast into the Demon Domain, and why we are engaged in an endless conflict with the demons. Even if we eliminate the demons today, but not the Deca, there will always be more invaders!"

"Look around you, Asura! Can you imagine what will happen if you kill the Deca today?" Taishakuten argued, "If the Deca is gone, the whole captial will plunge into mayhem! If the captial is breached, our people will die. And we will become the sinners of the Celestials!"

"The sinners of the Celestials have always been the nobles who sit on the throne and do nothing." Asura refuted, "Taishakuten, you'll never understand this because you're a noble yourself!"

Then Zenpoten suddenly spoke, "We could choose not to put the Wings on trial for your coup d'état, and we could negotiate a long-term plan for military supplies for the Wings, if you can fend off the demon army and save the Celestials from destruction today!"

Asura stepped up and said, "Then surrender and accept my terms of sharing supplies, and surrender your command of the army to me!"

"We are the rulers of the Celestials. The Wings shall fall under our command." said the Deca in unity. "And we shall appoint who should lead the allied force. And that leader should not be Asura. We have decided to name Taishakuten as the leader of the allied force!"

Asura said loudly, "The Wings don't follow your command, you ungrateful ones."

But this time, Taishakuten didn't back him up as he had done in the past. Asura turned to see Taishakuten approaching him solemnly. After a short silence, Taishakuten kneeled down in the Great Hall and bowed his head.

"I, Taishakuten, accept the appointment and will leader my army against the demons!"

Asura watched him incredulously, "Taishakuten, don't be fooled by them. They're trying to separate us!"

"I have made my decision based on my own judgment. This is the answer I have approved in my heart." said Taishakuten.

"If this decision comes from your heart, then you're no longer the Taishakuten I know."

"My heart has not changed." said Taishakuten.

"Then I was wrong about you. Let's call an end to our partnership, Taishakuten."

Without looking back, Asura walked out of the hall, his shadowing growing longer and longer under the setting sun.

### Rooted Grudge

After he had sworn his allegiance, Taishakuten quickly rose to become a high-ranking member of the Deca as well as general of the Celestials' regular army. Meanwhile Asura led the remaining members of the Wings and became a renegade, who strived to dethrone the Deca. But with the demons at the door, they had to keep some kind of alliance, though in the least cooperative way. Something new was stirring under the peace.

Then, one day, this facade was broken by a rumor which spread through the soldiers' ranks. The reason why Asura was so violent and powerful was because, according to the rumor, he was half Celestial and half demon, and that he was a demon spy and a traitor of the Celestials.

Upon hearing the rumor, Asura led his men and assaulted the Great Hall. Without Taishakuten's calming influence, his Spiritual Entity went berserk. As he had done before, he infected the soldiers with a delirious frenzy causing them to turn on each other. The blood bath in the Great Hall terrified the Deca. They feared that Asura would find out that they are the ones who released the rumor, which had been created specifically to lower his men's morale; they feared that he would kill them all in the Great Hall.

While they were discussing a plan, Taishakuten showed up. "There's no need to fear Asura. I'll go and sort this our myself, and make sure there's no loose ends."

Asura stood in front of the Great Hall, bathed in blood, looking like an animal who knew nothing but killing. He was surrounded by the severed limbs of his enemies and allies alike. Yet he was still unleashing his relentless killing power. This monster was never the hero of the Celestials. Asura had become a savage and ruthless demon once again.

"You're the only one who has witnessed my past." Asura confronted Taishakuten. "Why did you tell them?"

Taishakuten looked at him in silence for a moment. His eyes turned from shocked to painful. He wanted to reach out his hand, but he could not. Taishakuten stared at Asura with a cold resolution.

Taishakuten replied simply, "Someone wants to see you."

He moved aside and a woman Asura knew well but could not place, appeared behind him. Asura couldn't understand how he was able to see her again in that place... the mother he barely remembered. That kind and strong woman approached him, slowly.

Then he saw she was overjoyed to see him. She ignored the soldiers fighting around him and walked right up to him, in the very center of the carnage.

To Asura, what had happened in that village long ago, was now happening again. He rushed to his mother, risking everything, trying to stop the frenzied soldiers. And just as it had happened before, his demonic arms rushed out in front of him.

Just as they were about to reach his mother, he charged forward to block his terrifying limbs. His body and his Spiritual Entity were torn apart by the attack.

Asura tried to hold his mother in his arms with the last of his strength, and to make sure she was safe. Serenely calm, the woman held him gently in her arms, just as if he had been a child again.

Suspicion and joy intertwined and filled Asura's mind as he closed his eyes in his mother's arms that he felt so familiar. Killing and conflict, along with everything he had obsessed over suddenly disappeared. All he needed was a hug.

Through the heavy smell of blood, he noticed the familiar scent of lotus. Asura opened his eyes and raised his head. The benevolent face of his mother overlapped with the face of Taishakuten.

"Farewell, my Asura", they said in a gentle voice.

With a blooming of a silver white Lotus, Taishakuten unleashed his last strike and pierced through Asura's Spiritual Entity.

The blooming Lotus absorbed all the demon's sins; Asura was left in a pool of blood. The white Lotus slowly turned red, looking like it was made of blood itself.

### Coronation

The Celestials' civil war ended with the death of Asura.

Later, Taishakuten led a Celestial army and purged the demons who had invaded the borders. Since Taishakuten solved both domestic and foreign issues, and was holding the highest command in the military, the Deca accepted his allegiance and decided to crown him as their new leader.

It was a day for celebration when Taishakuten finally had his coronation, rising to the zenith of Celestial power. At his coronation in the Great Hall, Taishakuten issued his first decree to the elders. The Ten Precepts -- the law and regulation of the Celestial Realm.

According to the Ten Precepts, each and every Celestial, whether noble or commoner, would be re-evaluated based on their ability. The new rule would decide the identity, compensation, and power of every Celestial. Those who were eliminated would be purged.

In that very place, the elders of the Deca, who had been ruling the Celestials for millennia, fell to the most inferior ranks -- the obstacles that would be eliminated under the new rule. Taishakuten revealed his greatest ambition till the very end. Astonished and raged, the elders called him a hypocrite.

"You're no different from Asura. No, you're even more despicable! You sacrificed your ally to achieve your own selfish agenda! You used Asura!"

But before they could finish, they were muted as if something had strangled them. Any resistance was rutile. The weak Spiritual Entity Taishakuten had once had, now evolved into a monster equally powerful as Asura. Countless Deominc Arms stretched out from his white Lotus, each crowned with a selfish-babbling mouth in their head. The elders of the Deca couldn't stop themselves from shouting out all their sins, while praising the Ten Precepts, acknowledging that it was the truest way for the Celestials to tell good from evil.

"We were greedy. Thanks to our selfish desires, we brought destruction to Trayastrimsa, our home, casting out people into the Demon Domain, and making them suffer."

"We were blinded by our pride. To survive in the Demon Domain, we had to expel the demons and create the Celestial Realm, bringing war which lasted a millennium to the two races."

"We were unprogressive. To maintain the difference between nobles and commoners, we trampled on the lives of the commoners, caring nothing for their lives."

But Taishakuten ignored their despair and walked slowly towards his throne.

"You forgot one thing", Taishakuten said with his back facing them as he touched the arm of his throne. "To maintain your authority, you also spread those rumors framing the hero of our people, Asura, leading him to riot and to his eventual demise. You caused him to be spit upon."

"We are the lowest rank among the Celestials. We are sinners. Death shall not clear out names. Our fate shall be yours to decide." said the Deca.

Taishakuten sat on his throne and looked at them from on high. He issued his judgment.

"Death shall be my judgment."

The elders of the Deca cried in despair for they could no longer resist the judgment of Taishakuten. To the sound of gentle heavenly music, the elders executed Taishakuten's order, one after another, ripping apart their Spiritual Entities with their own hands, so that they exploded and die in the most horrible way. The blood spilt turned the Great Hall into an execution chamber.

When it was over, the world became peaceful. The heavenly music celebrating the new king's coronation dissipated. The pure white executioner sat alone on his throne, looking at the newly created hell under his feet. A tear fell from his emotionless face.

In the heart of the white Lotus, evil monsters with obsessive grudges were thrashing at a mirror that held them. Here they would be trapped for all eternity.

### Goodbye

The Ten Precepts, the new system that defined a Celestial's identity based on their innate Spiritual Entity ability, finally ended the Celestials' nobility system which had lasted a millennia. One's birth no longer served as the only standard with which one defined one's identity. Commoners were able to have power as well.

The Abyss, where once the demons and monsters had dwelled alongside the Monster-Gods, became a death prison where Taishakuten exiled those he convicted. Those Celestials who were eliminated by the Ten Precepts dwelt in the Abyss forever after. The Celestials accepted by the Ten Precepts lived within the castle of Zenken. What towered above everything else was the new Great Hall which Taishakuten had established, the Tower of Zenken.

"The reason why we, the Celestials, are different from the demons, the gods, and the humans, is because we're powerful thanks purely to our Spiritual Entity."

"No matter how destructed our flesh becomes, we can come back from the dead time and time again if our soul still exists. The Celestials are the only race who fight for their souls."

"And because of this, even if we had fallen from Trayastrimsa, and had been forced to live in the Demon Domain filled with pain and battles, our home would always have been that distant land, where all lives are equal, all conflicts are resolved, and all pain is gone."

"One day Trayastrimsa will descend upon us. And for that day, we must bid a final farewell to our past."

The Celestial Realm suddenly gave out a loud crackling. A huge crack appeared at the border of the Celestial Realm and the Demon Domain. As the crack grew bigger, the Celestial Realm was separated from the Demon Domain. A loud and terrifying sound was heard. With this, the demon soldiers who attempted to reach the Celestial Realm, were reduced to rubbles and cast into the crack between worlds before they knew what was happening.

The whole Celestial Realm was then enveloped in a giant space field. It ascended and became detached from the space where it had been, and floated up into the borderless dark night sky, high above the Demon Domain like a sacred island, blocking all enemies outside the field and overlooking the endless hell of the Demon Domain.

On the Tower of Zenken at the top of the Celestial Realm, there stood the last king. And in his hands, there lay a pulsing shard of Spiritual Entity. Taishakuten looked down into the dark, bottomless abyss from his tower. It was as if that fateful day was happening all over again. On that day, similar to this lingering moment, that god of war had descended from the sky, looking as dark as the Abyss. The shard of the fused Spiritual Entity pulsed violently in Taishakuten's hand as if it was trying to say something, or even trying to get away from him.

But he ignored its struggle.

"We shall meet again."

The Spiritual Entity shard finally pulled free from his hand and fell into that dark, bottomless abyss.