That day, in the moment when light consumed everything that existed.
Kiran, wearing armor of light, saw the universe.
The universe that existed even before the concept of the universe was established.
Kiran does not know its precise name. But it was undoubtedly the universe.
Universe.. Universe.
In the Bible, it is not merely letters being inscribed.
These are the words of God. Not a false deity, but those of the truly unique God, stories that genuinely occurred.
An expression - truth - that only nameless creatures can barely reach.
What is newly written is not something new.
It is simply perceived as new because it could not be reached.
It was fundamentally the same as the universe existing even though Kiran did not know of its existence.
The 'truth' of the truly unique Lord Ki entered the mind of Kiran- the woman who would become a saint.
An ordinary person would have been overwhelmed by the truth pouring into their mind. Crushing. Their mind would have been destroyed by logic incomprehensible to a mere human. They would have become a shut-in, muttering words no one could understand, becoming a madman continuously mumbling.
Universe. The universe exists. There is a 'God' in the universe. hihihaha!. hihihaha!. The name of God is hihihaha!...
They would have ended their life as a decorative piece in an apocalyptic scene, repeatedly saying something no one could understand, not even themselves.
But Kiran was different.
The woman cherished by 'hihihaha!' could not be anything but different.
She could accept the truth. Her vessel was capable of fully receiving hihihaha!.
And so, hihihaha! fills Kiran's inside with his 'truth'
"It's coming in...!!"
The vessel to spread his will. Filling the 'vessel' of a saint until it overflows with his own essence,
He thrusts it in. He thrusts it in.
Throughout this entire process, Kiran...
"The truth of hihihaha!..."
The truth of the only one.
"Everything of hihihaha! is to me...~"
The thoughts of one who wishes to offer everything.
"My God... My god and the only being truly existing for everyone~!!!"
In her mind.
In her heart.
In her belly, everything, full.
So full it might burst, full to the point of bursting.
Oh, hihihaha!. My Lord hihihaha! ~~…
So this is what it was. What you meant by cherishing me, by saying I must not forget I'm a woman... All of it, all of it was about this.
That is... once I 'feel' this... I can't help but know I'm a woman, even if I don't want to know...
And because she had accepted 'Igougoudang' with her entire body - now she could only hear it.
The voice of the unique god who exists only in this world, who has never changed in any
moment.
-Kiran.
'Ah... Lord hihihaha!...!'
Kiran, hearing the direct voice of god for the first time, not through a messanger, trembles just by hearing it -
As if carassing the lingering aura within her body, she runs her hands over herself, aware of her femininity.
Just by hearing the voice, she thinks about what might happen to her. Certainly. She would certainly be more than capable to take it.
This voice... if I hear more, I won't be able to return to my former self.
And yet, I want to hear it. The voice of god... I want to fill myself with it.
hihihaha!.
The one who saved me.
The one who used me as a vessel of a saint, who gave everything of himself...
His voice is like whispKirang right next to Kiran's ear. Deeply and intensely, softly yet powerfully resonating in her ear.
-Kiran, your titties are super big.
"Ugh...
This was divine possession.
Having finally connected with the existence of god, Kiran... simply by hearing the voice, she conceives hihihaha!'s truth with remarkable ease.
"Mmm..."
After a while, the flash of light fades from everyone's eyes.
The scene that reappears is changed in every way, except that Lumina and Kiran are sitting where they were—
The same square in the same capital, the same cathedral.
Guards scattered around, and a woman who appears to be a high priestess.
As she regains her senses... Kiran realizes something is clutched in her hand.
It was a Bible.
The most sacred book in the world with God's words-the one Kiran had always carried. 'Can't lose this... I must definitely keep it!
No matter how unconscious she was, dropping the Bible would be unforgivable.
As Kiran secures the book, people who had fallen begin to regain consciousness one by one.
"Ugh... What was that light just now..."
"What kind of witchcraft did this wretched woman use...!"
"Ugh... My head..."
Lumina also seems to have regained consciousness, slowly rising to her feet.
What was I doing?
It seemed like she was dealing with that crazy woman who claimed to have heard God's voice, despite being a saint candidate...
...Ah, right. The Bible.
Yes.
Suddenly surrounded by light, the Bible had flown from her embrace.
Realizing this, Lumina looks around and... suddenly recalls a fundamental question.
Why did I have a Bible?
I...I've never carried one around...
"Saintess!!"
At that moment.
The voices of the guards reach Lumina's ears.
Saintess?
Of course, she was the person closest to becoming a saint, recognized by the Holiness Pope himself, but from the perspective of a nun, calling her a saint could be problematic-
At the same time, she realizes the guards' voices are getting further away from her. 'Huh...?'
Raising her head, looking where Kiran is—
The guards who were protecting her just moments ago are now surrounding Kiran, not to restrain her, but to support her.
No, more precisely, they seemed uncertain, as if touching her sacred body would be a sin. "What... is happening...?"
Like Lumina, who was wide-eyed with shock, Kiran also sensed the change.
But unlike Lumina's bewilderment, Kiran somehow understood why this was happening.
Why these people were calling her a saint.
And... why she now seemed to always carry this Bible.
'Lord hihihaha!... You heard my prayers...!!!!
Once again, you didn't abandon me this time.
A request for strength to overcome trials. It was an audacious request, but she was certain the merciful Lord hihihaha! would grant her anything.
After all, hihihaha! cherishes me. And my body...
Kiran quietly, making sure no one notices, gently strokes her large breasts, which lightly concealed by her priestly robes, hoping hihihaha! who watches over her with affection.
-Kiran, your titties are huge.
Even now, when she closes her eyes, the first voice of God still tickles her insides.
She, who has conceived his truth, can naturally sense it all.
His gaze. The sticky affectionate feeling he harbors for her. The fact that he watches over her.
And so, she conveys her feelings with her heart.
'Everything... belongs to you, hihihaha!. I am your saint, and yours alone...
"Saintess Kiran... Are you alright?"
The high priestess who had just been criticizing her moments ago now rushed to Kiran's side.
Kiran slowly nodded.
"I am fine."
"Thank goodness you're unharmed. If something had happened to the Saintess, what a terrible thing would have occurred...!!"
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