Why can't humans do it too?

Like someone who has been asleep for countless years and has finally awakened, this black aura is circling the magatama in a very human-like manner, looking so bewildered that it doesn't know who it is, where it is, or what it is supposed to do.

As the black aura gradually awakened and left the magatama it had been residing in, the magatama finally returned to the same color as the one that had been purified by Suer. But to be honest, at this point, neither Suer nor Xinke had time to care about such a trivial matter.

The giant humanoid figure at the bottom finally reacted.

The brownish-black substances that Suer initially thought were used to bind the giant humanoid were actually part of the body of this nameless giant. A few breaths ago, they were in a state where they did not react much except for a slight flow of light, but when the black aura hidden in the magatama appeared, they immediately changed.

At the edges of these brownish-black substances that pierced the moon from a single direction like aerial roots, something was constantly probing outwards. With just a little observation, Suer recognized what it was. It was the unidentified creature that had emerged from the other side of the passage after Yakumo Yukari opened the passage to the moon by changing its form and appearance.

After suddenly leaping up and being smashed back, Suer lost track of the strange creature until now, when its true identity has finally been confirmed.

Not only does it lurk in the dark brown substance, but this unidentified creature also hides in the ever-shining moon, its lair lying beneath the moon's always smooth, jade-like surface.

Suer couldn't help but think of a swarm of ants. These black, unidentified creatures flowed like liquid, gradually gathering together. The whole process was not slow; on the contrary, it was full of a strange beauty.

Finally, the pitch-black liquid stretched infinitely upwards, like a large tree that had grown, with intertwined roots, a thick trunk, and slender branches—the branches twisting irregularly like an outstretched hand, the fingertips about to touch the black aura flowing from the magatama.

For some reason, Su Er recalled a mural he had seen in his previous life... God created Adam, but the one playing Adam here was black mud that couldn't be associated with the word "righteous" at all, while God was an even more unorthodox black mist.

If I had to give a precise description, it's more like the scene in a comic where the final boss the protagonist is about to fight is awakened.

'Where is Takamagahara? Where is the gate to Takamagahara?' he couldn't help but mutter to himself. Suer looked up and searched his surroundings, focusing on the direction of the Milky Way and its top.

In the few seconds he searched, the liquid black mud came into contact with the black aura, intertwining, merging, and becoming one.

"...Run...faster..."

Something is making a sound.

The sounds emanating from the black mud, which had become one with it, were intermittent and indistinct; one could not even make out what they were saying without careful listening. A huge crack had been carved into the surface of the black mud, and in its opening and closing, one could see distinct white teeth, opening and closing painfully like human lips.

"...Don't...stop..."

"...Why... Ahhh..."

The monster's voice gradually became more fluent as it uttered more words, but it was still only partially fluent. Although it was not being attacked at all, it seemed to be enduring immense pain, and its liquid body was constantly twisting and deforming.

The lingering pain.

A concept inexplicably appeared in Suer's mind. It was a message that the monster itself had transmitted to him through this world. What caused the monster so much pain was not the attack it was currently receiving, but the pain that had remained in its body and mind for countless years. It was pain from the past, merely a memory.

The painful sounds even received echoes, intertwining and overlapping.

More gaps were stretched open, more pale teeth appeared, and these lip-like slits groaned in pain until the nightmarish symphony reached its climax.

The giant came back to life.

It appeared to be a soft substance like flesh and blood, but when this huge humanoid moved slightly, it made a crisp sound like breaking rocks. Its arms tried to break free from its restraints, its legs had melted down to its knees, and even its stiff head trembled slightly.

"...Ah...Ahhhhhh!!!"

The giant's lips broke through the seal of the rock formed by countless years of accumulated dust. His voice was hoarse, as if someone were sawing wood with a hacksaw. From the initial dryness to the earth-shattering roar, when Suer couldn't help but cover his ears, he saw the rock fragments that had sealed the giant's eyes being flung around as he opened his eyes.

Like a firework rising into the sky, the most beautiful fireworks explode in mid-air, which is also the end of its life.

The burst of power in that instant seemed to be his last strength, and the huge humanoid figure's struggle gradually slowed down until it returned to stillness... The moth that was about to plunge into the flames fell beside the flames.

"……Why……"

All that remained were these words, mingled with his heavy breathing.

Unsure of what would happen if he spoke to the giant now, but seeing its increasingly faint breath and gradually closing eyes, Suer felt he couldn't just stand by and watch.

He wanted to know what had happened in this strange world, whether it was still possible to live in such a world that clearly hid many secrets, and whether it was a problem that he couldn't solve with his current power. If not, he would have to collect the world's essence as soon as possible and escape.

The Nine-Tailed Fox couldn't answer this question, nor could Yukari Yakumo. But the giant before him, who had clearly survived from ancient times and seemed to have a deeply memorable experience, could probably answer his question well—if it could still communicate.

Suer moved closer.

Chapter Eighty: Birth and Identity

If there truly is some literal conspiracy to overthrow the world hidden within, then perhaps the only one who can provide an answer for Suer now is this giant who appears to have been turned into a rather artistic statue, and he doesn't want to miss this opportunity.

The black mud, infused with the aura of darkness, had been flowing back as soon as the giant showed signs of breaking free of its restraints, and was even inhaled into its mouth and nose the moment the giant took its first deep breath... It was nothing more than a last gasp of life.

Suer had already figured this out.

Most of his body had completely melted away, and even in the recent upheaval, it showed no signs of recovery like the black mud. On the contrary, what pulled the giant out of its struggle and roar was precisely its own melted body, those things that had turned into brownish-black matter.

It was as if it had grabbed someone who was about to jump off a tall building, its body leaning forward.

"Who trapped you here?"

Standing beside the giant, Sull raised his voice and asked directly and loudly. It wasn't that he didn't want to start with some simple and friendly questions to gradually get to the point, but the giant looked like he might close his eyes at any moment, and it was unlikely that he would come back to life like before.

But there was no response.

"Hey! Are you there! Who killed you?!" After pausing for a few seconds and finding that the giant didn't seem to hear him, Sull changed his question again, and this time he finally got some response, no longer a one-man show.

"……kill……"

Stunned and bewildered, the giant seemed unable to process what was happening. His only reaction was to the specific word spoken by Suer, as if he were driving a heavy truck and turning in a narrow space.

"...Kill...Don't kill...Don't kill..."

"……beg……"

The giant humanoid figure, who had just looked like he was about to die, became agitated again in the blink of an eye, but it was quiet compared to the commotion it had caused earlier.

Finally turning its head, Suer realized that the giant humanoid had already lost both of its eyeballs. The open eyelids were empty, but unlike a normal person who has lost their eyes, the eyes did not sink in. It slowly turned towards Suer's direction, its empty eyes fixed on Suer, as if it could still see.

Weird and penetrating.

Feeling a slight chill run down his spine, Suer thought for a moment and then raised his hand and waved it. It was just a tentative gesture, but Suer didn't expect that before he could even put his hand down, the huge humanoid figure started to cry—or rather, it cried.

Instead of glistening tears, it was a black, muddy liquid that flowed down below its two large, hollow eye sockets and onto its face, forming two thin black lines.

Strangely, the tears did not flow evenly; far fewer tears flowed from the left eye than from the right. These black tears dripped down the giant humanoid's jaw and landed on the giant's chest.

Unlike the previous black mud, it did not re-aggregate into a whole, nor did it flow and disperse into more parts due to gravity. Instead, it eventually formed two distinct piles.

"...Be... careful...be careful..."

The giant continued speaking with difficulty, this time finally addressing Sull. Its enormous head was slightly raised, seemingly gazing into the distance. When Sull followed its gaze, he saw the very top of the Milky Way, the place that should be Takamagahara.

'Be careful of Takamagahara?' Suer wondered, but he couldn't get any more answers.

But when he turned back, still puzzled, wanting to question the giant further, he witnessed an astonishing scene—the two distinct clumps of black mud were surging and leaping, twisting into lines one second and then being sculpted into…human shapes?!

Tense on his nerves, Suer watched the scene intently. To his surprise, the human form that the black tears flowing from the left eye eventually formed was a tall and voluptuous woman of similar height to him. However, the human form that the other eye formed from the far greater amount of tears was a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Both women had the same silver-gray hair, except that the voluptuous woman had long hair while the girl had short hair. After the transformation was completed, the young girl's eyes remained closed, and the next second her body went limp against the giant's chest, as if she were unconscious.

But the voluptuous woman remained conscious. However, she didn't even turn around. As if unaware of Suer's strange gaze, she calmly knelt down naked before the giant humanoid figure.

After giving birth to these two... children, let's call these two women the children of the giant for now. In any case, after giving birth to these two children, the giant seemed to be on its last legs. From time to time, the sound of breaking and collapsing could be heard. It was at the edge of its body, where its skin was breaking off like rock fragments and its body was shattering into powder, but none of this had any effect on it.

It simply lowered its head, its empty eye sockets gazing at the life that had just been born from its own eyes. Its gaze swept over the voluptuous woman kneeling on the ground, and finally settled on the unconscious girl.

“...You...Yonglin…”

"...He...met on a moonlit night..."

"...escape...live..."

The voice was intermittent, but this time even Suer could understand what it was saying... It was something like entrusting one's children to another on one's deathbed, giving a unique name to the life born from one's body, just like registering it in this company called the world.

"...Yes, I will obey Your Majesty's command," the tall woman who had knelt down replied in a low voice after a long while, and that was enough for the giant.

It is fading, and with it, its vitality is fading away. Even though the process of giving birth to two lives had already taken away its last bit of vitality, the fading at this moment is to the point that even the slightest trace is no longer left... until the color is like a real gray-white rock.

The body, which had been arched like a bow, broke and collapsed until it was piled up into the most basic stones amidst the flying dust. If you look closely, you can still see the remnants of the giant's appearance, the direction of his bones, and the remains of his eyebrows and eyes on these rocks.

Silently watching this scene, Suer was filled with too many questions. He saw the voluptuous woman who had received the mission slowly stand up and turn to look at him.

"Who is that?"

Now that everything had been settled, time no longer seemed to be in a hurry. Suer was deep in thought, but finally asked the question that had been the starting point of all his questions.

"...Tsukiyomi Ming."

The tall woman answered.

Chapter 81 Memory

Tsukuyomi—Su'er first heard this name in a comic called "The Legend of the Eyes" in her previous life. It was usually used by a weasel brother to stab his younger brother thousands of times in an illusion. Of course, in the comic it was just a move name, but the one in front of her was a real god, and that was the origin of the name.

Having solidified the position of Ashihara no Nakatsukuni, and created various life forms and a new generation of gods within Ashihara no Nakatsukuni, Izanagi-no-Mikoto's left eye became Amaterasu-Omikami, his right eye became Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, and his nose became Susanoo-no-Mikoto.

Subsequently, Izanagi-no-Mikoto sent Amaterasu-Omikami to govern the heavenly realm of Takamagahara, where she became the noble and beautiful sun goddess. He then sent Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto to govern the land of night, where she became the moon goddess. Finally, he sent Susanoo-no-Mikoto to govern the ocean, where she became the god of storms and earthquakes.

This is the myth that Suer heard from the monsters and gods of Izumo Castle, passed down through generations, a story from the most ancient times.

"...Tsukuyomi?" To be honest, after hearing the voluptuous woman's answer, Sur felt surprisingly no shock. He just couldn't help but look around at everything behind the moon once more.

After all, the fact that this sculpted giant was Tsukuyomi, the counterpart to Amaterasu, had already been within their guesses... It couldn't possibly be Chang'e, could it?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"So this is the Land of Night?" Xin Ke asked immediately.

Tsukuyomi was designated as the Moon Goddess and ruled the Kingdom of Night, but as far as Xin Ke could see, there was no trace of any buildings or life; nothing existed except for Tsukuyomi's enormous corpse.

"...The...Land of Night..." Mentioning this name seemed to trigger a headache for the voluptuous woman. She pressed her hands tightly against her forehead, as if trying to crush her skull. "...I don't remember...The Land of Night, the Land of Night...The Land of Night no longer exists!!"