Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

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Even if you're not connected to the internet, if you commit a heinous crime and get caught by Tsurugi, you'll immediately be put on a cyber hell package!

Tsurugi's actions naturally caused turmoil and some dissatisfaction in the international community, but no one dared to say anything nonsensical in front of Tsurugi!

After all, Tsurugi wouldn't even need to lift a finger; those fanatical believers who worship 'Saint Mammon' as the true god could tear anyone who uttered such idiotic words to shreds!

At the same time, Tsugumi also seized control of both Japan and the United States. The former goes without saying, but the latter is ridiculous in that, although Tsugumi destroyed the country, more than a dozen states in the civil war were vying to fawn over his religion, frantically proclaiming themselves to be the dutiful descendants of this 'Saint Mammon'.

Tsurugi, too lazy to deal with these chaotic places, simply went to the Vatican. Then, the Catholic priests began a grand procession to the New World to clean up the Protestant branches that were beyond redemption, in his stead.

In short, although he did not completely rule the world due to manpower constraints, Tsugumi had effectively brought the entire world under his rule.

After all, economically, no one dares to oppose him. Politically, no political entity can surpass a super-violent philosopher-king, and as for faith?

Countless extraordinary worldviews have proven with facts that a truly living God who performs miracles can surpass most beliefs.

After stirring everything up, Tsugumi finally managed to reach the minimum standard for her 'fake God' mission after burning away all her magic.

Holy Father: 0.5%

After working for so long, this is the smallest progress we've made!

Tsurugi was a little dissatisfied and muttered for a while before deciding to start the next match.

Sixth match, start!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: Extra chapter, please vote! A daily routine of one-shotting everything for pure enjoyment! The next time I come to a similar everyday world will be when I'm doing the 'Holy Child' quest (though I'm still deciding what to write about these weaker worlds).

On the road to godhood, you must kill, kill, kill! :248 [EVA] Shinji Ikari: Angel's Dust

How to imprison a messenger? (Angel)

"Today marks the 9th anniversary of the Second Impact. We will never forget September 13, 2000, the day Antarctica was struck by a massive meteorite..."

Step one: Squeeze your planet.

"Sea levels will rise by 600 meters, the Earth's axis will shift by 30 degrees, and countless species will become extinct..."

[Step 2: Extinction, Wild, Animals]

"Three billion people have been wiped out by direct and secondary disasters, plunging the world into crisis..."

[Step 3: Witness your people's downfall, until chaos ensues]

"Mass extinction of marine life, seawater altered due to excessive humus, and large areas of the ocean turned red..."

[Step four: You are now on the verge of extinction!]

"Countless coastal cities have sunk to the bottom of the sea, the damage to humanity is incalculable, and we are on the verge of destruction..."

Pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray, pray

"At this critical moment, the United Nations has played a vital role, and the NERV organization, now headquartered in Japan, represents the future of humanity..."

[Step 5: Witness the divine messenger descend! Come to your world!]

The sound, like a cassette tape, rang in Shinji's ears, echoing in his dazed state.

I am with you... Find me, save... this world...

"Ikari-kun? Ikari? Shinji Ikari!!!"

Awakened from a hazy dream, Shinji Ikari opened his eyes to a road stretching endlessly ahead. The weather was beautiful, with a few white clouds drifting across the blue sky, the summer heat and lush greenery complementing each other perfectly.

And there, the black-haired youth stood under the blazing sun at the crossroads, smiling and waving at him, watching him hum a tune.

"Brave young man, go and create miracles..."

In the blink of an eye, the boy vanished, and Shinji Ikari silently took out his glasses and put them on. Turning his head, he saw a purple-haired woman in a leather jacket driving a Renault A310 sports car. She was holding the steering wheel with one hand and adjusting her sunglasses with the other, looking at him with concern.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"...No, I just fell asleep while listening to Misato-san's explanation." The fair-skinned, handsome young man smiled politely.

"Hey~~~ Are you complaining that my lectures are too soporific?" Misato Katsuragi said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"I can only say that you, Ms. Katsuragi, have a real talent for being a teacher."

"Isn't this the same thing?!"

Amidst their playful banter, the awkward atmosphere between the strangers dissipated, and Misato Katsuragi, observing the boy beside her out of the corner of her eye, wore a slightly complicated expression.

The third Child, Shinji Ikari, is the son of his superior, Gendo Ikari, and also the designated pilot of Unit-01.

Regardless of whether there are any shady dealings involved, after all, even if we take a step back, is the job of an EVA pilot really a custodian position?

It was quite obvious that the information Misato Katsuragi had received did not match the condition of the boy she was seeing at the moment.

The information she had was up to Shinji Ikari's thirteenth birthday; the boy, who had just entered middle school, was a sensitive, suspicious, and somewhat insecure person.

After all, I had been living with relatives for many years. Although my relatives never mistreated or abused me, I was still living under their roof. Such a life inevitably fostered a shy personality.

She had expected to pick up a somewhat sensitive and suspicious kid today, but now...

"Does Shinji-kun follow any religion?" Looking at his black priest's robes, the glasses obscuring his eyes due to the reflection of light, and the silver cross on his chest, Misato Katsuragi subtly used the form of address to draw a closer rapport.

"...I suppose so." Shinji Ikari toyed with the cross on his chest, adjusted his non-prescription glasses, and said with a sorrowful expression.

"I am nothing but a sinner, a traitor."

"Huh?" Misato Katsuragi was somewhat surprised by the answer, while Shinji Ikari lowered his head, took out a black-covered Bible, and softly read aloud.

“We are not apostles, nor believers, nor traitors. We are simply burdened with the sins of three billion, and we deserve atonement.”

Misato Katsuragi listened, stunned, and tilted her head.

Is this... chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)?

Suppressing her urge to complain, Misato Katsuragi immediately changed the subject and began...

"Let's not talk about that, Shinji. I want to tell you the truth about our Nerv, and the real history of the Impact..."

"An angel has descended."

Shinji Ikari closed the Bible in his hand, looked ahead, and murmured to himself, his gaze vacant.

"Now is not the time to talk about faith..."

"No." Shinji Ikari pointed ahead. At the edge of his vision, a colossal humanoid creature wearing a white mask was flying across the sky, propelled by a halo above its head.

“I already said.” Shinji Ikari calmly pushed up his non-prescription glasses: “The Angel has arrived.”

The Third New Tokyo City had now become a battlefield, with a large number of UN heavy fighters, along with countless aerial shells and missiles, unleashing their firepower on the invading black giant.

However, all of humanity's high-tech weapons, upon which it depends for survival, have been completely ineffective.

Under the dimensional barrier phenomenon known as the AT Field, all super-powerful weapons were unable to break through the invisible barrier and reach the giant's body. In fact, most of the firepower was deflected and covered the surrounding towns and mountains.

Misato Katsuragi is just like that.

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Lu screamed in anguish at the loss of his beloved car, which he had bought with a 32-month loan, as he fled back to Nerv's base amidst a hail of falling rocks and landslides.

Just as the base gates were closing, the sound of humanity's last trump card, the N2 mine, exploding came from outside. The destructive power of this massive non-nuclear hydrogen bomb far exceeded that of the Second Atomic Bomb that had once landed in this country. But even so, the weapon that could easily alter the terrain could not kill the angel with the halo above his head; at most, it could only slow his advance.

At the top of the S-36 elevator shaft, a dusty and disheveled Misato Katsuragi took a while to catch her breath before relaxing. First World looked at the boy beside her.

"Are you alright, Shinji...?"

His words of concern were evident, but Shinji Ikari remained kneeling in prayer, muttering to himself.

Misato Katsuragi's expression was incredibly complicated.

To be fair, Shinji Ikari is a classic beautiful boy, with a gentle face like a young girl, and his eyebrows and eyes have a gentle curve, which makes Misato Katsuragi feel a little flutter in her heart.

However, this appearance, combined with his priest's robes, glasses, and the cross on his chest, gave Misato Katsuragi an indescribable strange feeling.

It was as if a fatherly love and compassion remained within him, and this feeling made Misato Katsuragi extremely awkward.

Father? Shinji?

"Commander-in-Chief, that is, your father, Commander Gendo Ikari, should know the purpose of your visit to Nerv, right?"

"I know a little bit." Shinji Ikari stood up, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

"The Tower of Babel is so close, and I will sail into it to fight against the beasts of the heavens."

"Can you please change your religious way of speaking..." Misato Katsuragi said, covering her forehead. She asserted that the boy in front of her was just a chuunibyou (a person with delusions of grandeur).

Shinji Ikari didn't refute, but instead rubbed his hand, which was gripping the cross on his chest, while looking up at the descending elevator and whispering...

"Ms. Misato, do you think you're right? I'm not talking about fighting those things or protecting humanity, but whether you think this organization, this Nerv, is a righteous organization."

"Of course, Nerv is here to protect humanity from the Apostles, how can that not be considered justice!"

Shinji Ikari gave Misato Katsuragi a deep look as she spoke to him in a businesslike tone, almost like coaxing a child, before turning his head away and remaining silent.

They never asked Shinji's opinion, as if piloting the EVA to fight the Angels was his mandatory duty. Everyone in the entire organization, including the seemingly warm-hearted older sister in front of them, had no objection to sending a fourteen-year-old boy to the battlefield to risk his life.

Indeed, just as He said—Nerv, and the organization behind them, are incurable evil, a Tower of Babel destined to collapse.

“God loves the world.” Shinji said softly. “Although the world is full of sins, saving them is also giving them a chance to atone for their sins. So I will do it, Misato.”

Soon, the elevator doors opened, revealing a short-haired blonde woman in a white lab coat, wearing a faint, insincere smile.

"You're late to Miri again. If you're any later, everything will be over."

The woman named Ritsuko Akagi spoke in a teasing tone, showing no sign of nervousness, but she paused for a moment when her eyes met Shinji Ikari's.

After all, the boy in front of him was wearing glasses, and especially when his eyes reflected light, he looked exactly like his father!

If you use super glue to stick your hands on your face, it will look even more like a real person.

"So you must be Shinji Ikari..."

"Where is Gendo Ikari? Please take me to him." Shinji Ikari looked at Ritsuko Akagi, slowly pulled a Bible from his robes, and politely asked.

"Before I go to see your father, I think..."

"Thank you, no need, I've already found him." Shinji Ikari raised his head, suddenly raising his right hand, and countless pages of the Bible flew out of his hand, shimmering with a faint golden light.

The next moment, Shinji Ikari vanished, leaving only a bewildered Ritsuko Akagi and Misato Katsuragi. The latter seemed to realize what Shinji was planning, immediately shouting "Oh no!" and rushing out.

Soon, the two of them caught up with the place they had originally intended to take Shinji to see. It was the place where the purple giant was submerged in a blood-red solution.