Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 410 Originating from one's own will and choices, the emotions of the "creators" in the real world.
Tenseiga, along with Tessaiga and Murakumo, is known as one of the "Three Swords of the Fangs." It was forged by Toga, Sesshomaru's father, using his own fangs. It represents the power of the "Heavenly Realm" and was a keepsake that Toga designated for his eldest son.

This sword is extremely special. Initially, it was a healing sword that "could not kill anything in this world," and its power was rooted in "the other world."

It can revive the dead by slaying the messengers of the underworld, but each individual can only be revived once.

If the holder is driven by genuine compassion, it can even save hundreds of lives in an instant.

It is also the key to the gate to the other world, capable of slaying evil beings there, and is the only nemesis of "Qu Ling".

The Tenseiga was not only a relic that Inu no Taisho had designated for Sesshomaru, but it also chose Sesshomaru as its master.
Under Inuyasha's Wind Scar, the Tenseiga automatically opened a barrier to protect Sesshomaru's life. As Sesshomaru's compassion was gradually awakened, the Tenseiga could sense Sesshomaru's compassion and become restless.

Every time Tenseiga becomes agitated, Sesshomaru will draw his sword to save people at Tenseiga's command, but this is actually Sesshomaru himself having a compassionate heart, which Tenseiga senses.

After Sesshomaru was severely injured by the Wind Scar, he met a human girl named Rin. When he saw Rin's death, he felt compassion for the first time and used the healing power of the Tenseiga to revive her.

In the real world, it is currently unknown whether the Tenseiga's ability to "revive the dead" will be effective. Differences in the rules may greatly reduce its effectiveness or render it ineffective, but no one can say for sure that it will not work at all.

Based on this possibility alone, the value of natural teeth is immeasurable.

Moreover, even setting aside the power of "Tenseiga," Sesshomaru's own strength and potential are formidable.

His growth in the original world even surpassed that of his father, Toga.

The spiritual energy in the real world inherently possesses the ability to promote the life level of life and help it evolve.

With his talent, his growth potential could be raised again, perhaps even reaching the fifth or sixth tier.

Therefore, even setting aside the possibility that the "Tenseiga" could "revive the dead," Sesshomaru's potential to surpass his father Toga, and the potential growth ceiling of the fifth or sixth rank that he could reach in the spiritual environment of the real world, was enough to arouse great interest from Gaul.

Rather than making such a formidable enemy, it would be better to try turning them into an ally.

Joan of Arc hesitated for a moment upon hearing her subordinate's words, but did not object immediately.

"Why do you know about the abilities of the Natural Tooth?"

Just then, a clear, cold voice, tinged with obvious doubt, broke the silence.

It was Sesshomaru who spoke.

Although Joan of Arc's subordinates spoke in low voices, with their combined strength, they could hear them clearly.

But it was precisely because he heard it that he was puzzled.

Bringing the dead back to life?
Is this the power of natural teeth?
He slightly furrowed his handsome brows, glanced down at the Tenseiga at his waist. Having inherited this sword, he had always considered it a "useless sword," unable to kill enemies or help him pursue greater power.

His pursuit of the Tessaiga stemmed, in part, from his disappointment with the Tenseiga's "uselessness" and his incomprehension of why his father would give it to him.

Now, however, he hears a description of the true power of this sword from a group of unfamiliar people from another world.
This struck him as extremely abrupt, and he even felt a little offended.

Even as the son of Touga-oh, he was unaware of the sword's abilities, yet these humans knew them?
Besides, there's his identity—why do these humans know it so well?

"You call this the 'real world'? And you previously referred to me as an intruder from another world."

"Is this not the world I came from?"

He looked around. This forest, this sky, seemed no different from the world he knew, except that the language of these humans and the energy flowing in the air were completely different from his own world.

Although he had noticed this before, he never imagined that he had come to a different world.

"This is the 'real world' that is completely different from the world you live in."

"If you are eager to know the truth behind all this, we can answer your questions; but in return, you will have to pay an equal price."

Joan of Arc's voice was steady and clear. She looked at Sesshomaru and said:
"At least in Gaul, you must abide by Gaul's order and rules, and you must not harm anyone in the country without cause, nor do you wantonly destroy things."

Sesshomaru's golden eyes furrowed slightly. Although he didn't want to be bound by other people's rules, he didn't immediately refute or refuse.

Firstly, the information the other party possessed—about Tenseiga, about his identity, and about this so-called "real world"—was indeed the answer he desperately wanted to know.

Secondly, and most realistically, this human woman's strength far surpasses his. If she is unwilling to tell him, it is almost impossible for him to get an answer by force.

After a brief silence, Sesshomaru nodded very slightly, almost imperceptibly. This was a huge concession for him, meaning he acquiesced to the deal.

Upon seeing that he agreed, Joan of Arc gestured to her subordinates beside her.

Soon, a technician stepped forward and operated a portable projection device.

These were all things they had been carrying with them, prepared for situations like today.

The screen lit up, and text, images, and finally, edited animated clips began to play.

Joan of Arc's voice calmly narrated and explained the phenomenon of "dimensional invasion," illustrating the intersection and overlap between worlds caused by some unknown rules.

Then, she revealed the most shocking truth to Sesshomaru.

"In your mind, you are the son of Touya-o, and a monster."

"But in our understanding of the 'real world,' you, and everything in the world you live in, originate from the ideas of one or more human creators; it is a 'story' depicted on paper and presented on a screen."

As she narrated, scenes from the "Inuyasha" story began to flash rapidly across the projection screen.
The story revolves around Inu no Taisho's battles with the great demon, his numerous clashes with Inuyasha, his severe injury from Inuyasha's Wind Scar, his encounter with the human girl Rin, his first use of the Tenseiga to revive Rin, and obtaining his own sword, the Bakusaiga.
Scenes, some familiar and some unfamiliar, are being played out clearly by a group of humans from another world in a completely unfamiliar form!

Sesshomaru stood still, motionless.

His usually cold and indifferent golden eyes now clearly reflected the flickering screen; his handsome face still showed little emotion, as if covered by a layer of unmelting ice.

However, beneath that calm and composed face lay a raging storm and an unprecedented upheaval within him!
The real world?

Characters created by humans?

All his experiences, his struggles, his pursuits, his anger, and the subtle yet indelible emotions deep within his heart—was all just a pre-programmed "plot"?
An instinctive, extremely strong desire to deny almost overwhelmed his reason; he was Sesshomaru, and all his actions stemmed from his own will and choices!

That's what he wanted to say.

However, the past presented on the screen was exactly what he had experienced; and although the fragments about the future had not yet happened, he could not find any logical flaws to deny them.

Especially regarding natural teeth.

If it truly is a healing knife, rather than a useless object, then many details he overlooked seem to have another explanation.

Although he could not imagine at this moment that his future self would be like the one shown on the screen, causing so much turmoil because of a human being, the seed of "possibility" had already been quietly planted along with the impact of the truth.

The projection ended, and the screen dimmed.

Sesshomaru remained standing silently, his long silver hair swaying gently in the breeze.

He slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on the Tenseiga at his waist, looking at the sword his father had left behind, the one whose true power he had only just learned.

Did his father foresee everything when he gave him this knife?
After a long while, he slowly raised his head, his gaze returning to Joan of Arc.

His gaze was incredibly complex, a mixture of shock, doubt, and bewilderment. All sorts of emotions clashed and surged within those golden eyes, but were ultimately suppressed by his powerful willpower, transforming into a bottomless darkness.

What he found even harder to understand than the fact that his own existence was created was the motivation of those "creators".

why?
Why would humans, as "creators," expend so much effort to depict a story filled with entanglements between monsters and half-demons, and between them and humans, even containing the element of "love"?

What emotions drove them to create all of this?
Many people have died because of him.

In the early stages of his long journey, clearing away "debris" blocking the way was a regular occurrence.

Why did the creators, knowing all this, ultimately choose to mold him into a being with a so-called "gentle" side?

Is it because the people who died in the story were not innocent?
Or is it that, for these "real-world" humans, the lives of the characters in the story are simply insignificant?
Can one arbitrarily decide life and death, and then easily grant salvation?

Do they appreciate this change simply because it conforms to a certain kind of "aesthetic" that they approve of?
Incomprehensible! Completely incomprehensible!
This kind of thinking belonging to human creators is completely different from his perception of the reality of the survival of the fittest, or at least what he considers to be "reality".

He needs time!
It takes time to digest this revolutionary understanding, to re-examine one's past and future, and to understand these "real humans" and the completely unfamiliar world they inhabit.

(End of this chapter)