Chapter 1747 Yamata-No-Orochi's Past

1747 Yamata-No-Orochi's Past

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[The Divine Fusion Ability: [Eight Headed Demonic Serpent of Calamity: Yamata-no-Orochi (???)] has been activated.]

[The {Memory Fragment of Yamata-no-Orochi} has been absorbed.]

[A vision shall be presented.]

FLASH!

Suddenly, I saw something different, darkness engulfed me, as my senses were sent far away, to a distant land, a completely different world than Yggdrasil.

I saw something, the skies above this world splitting apart, the very sun beginning to fragment and falling into pieces.

And endless darkness encompassing everything, monstrosities of all shapes were created, Yokai.

They squirmed and roared, laughing maliciously as they devoured everything in their wake.

However, amidst all of them, there was something.

A huge, red colored egg, nesting above a pile of hundreds of thousands of bones and corpses.

Born from tens of thousands of agonizing souls and one million Yokai, an endless cloud of darkness.

"He, who was born from darkness."

And a voice whispered to me, it sounded similar to Andromeda's voice.

Crack, crack...!

The egg opened, as something emerged from within, a beautiful and adorable white snake.

"Born after the fall of the Goddess Amaterasu, when her body was pierced by the Cursed Katana, Muramasa."

The little snake slowly began sliding around the mountain of corpses, cutely looking into the dark skies.

The sun had grown red, and it was bleeding.

Just what happened in Zipangu?

"As Amaterasu-no-Okami died and her corpse was corrupted in the depths of the Seven Layered Hells of Naraka, becoming the mother of all demonic beings, Amatsu-Mikaboshi, the Evil Goddess of Corruption and Death, her blood turned into countless Yokai."

The snake continued moving, suddenly finding what resembled a group of people, humans apparently, wearing samurai armor and holding katanas and naginatas.

"He, who crawled the earth as the embodiment of calamity."

SLAAASH!

BOOOM!

A battle that lasted several weeks, but that ultimately...

"However, he perished, yet again by the same blade that took him down before."

Seven of his heads were cut down, the giant snake bleeding over on the ground.

Susanoo smiled back at Orochi, pointing his katana at him.

"You put admirable effort this time... But once more, you will die, Orochi."

"Susanoo... This world... is out of balance... Why have you done this?! You were supposed to be in the side of good, yet you... I can't help but... question your very actions, even as a being of calamity!"

"Then maybe you're a weak beast at the end. I had once thought about recruiting you to my side... But it appears that despite being a monster, you loved my sister, didn't you?"

"That's...!"

Orochi's eyes were shocked by this revelation, a revelation that felt so true to him.

"Amaterasu-sama... she... who was so bright... I wanted her... for myself... I wanted her light... her bright warmth... You were supposed to protect her! You were supposed to be his brother, Susanoo! You have broken the balance... And she... she should never have died! YOU BASTARD!"

So at the end of the day, even someone like Orochi had such feelings for someone...

He jumped towards Susanoo, opening its jaws, and aiming to burn him to a crisp with its last breath attack.

Yet...

"Goodbye, Orochi."

SLAAASH!

His head was split apart by Muramasa's sharp blade, and Orochi was no more.

Darkness engulfed me, yet I saw something else.

Pieces of Orochi's soul, seven of them, flying elsewhere.

And a faint power, a hand made of sunlight, grabbing them, and guiding them.

"Amaterasu-sama... your warmth... it is so... comforting..."

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