Overgeared

The beginning of the memory was a bright light. Garion understood the concept of beauty when she first opened her eyes. [1]

Cultivate the land. Let the bushes take root and let the clear water flow so that the ground animals could play and the flying beasts could rest.

Garion thought that the heart of her mother, who came down on the golden clouds with a smile, was beautiful.

“You always greet me with the same look.” Her mother’s expression suddenly saddened, but Garion had no doubts. She was just becoming aware of herself. She was busy retrieving the information flooding her mind as a side effect of awakening her consciousness and reasoning. She naturally buried her mother’s words, which seemed like it wasn’t the first time they met.

It was a memory that became blurrier because of the faint voice.

‘...I am reminded of that now.’

She lost all her divine power. It included the divine power she gained from the Overgeared God. It went beyond the level of being unable to fulfill her duties. She now found it hard to even establish her existence. It was only at this time that the fragments of memory that came to mind were assembled. She was saddened to realize that the culprit that sealed such an important memory was nothing other than divine power.

‘I see.’

She had always been abandoned.

In the previous world and the previous worlds before that. In the world that would follow as well—she had faced and would face the same moment as today.

Tears streamed down Garion’s white cheeks.

Long hair that flashed transparent light green and pink. The long wavy hair of Gabriel, which she had seen on the day of her birth, was still confirming her beauty. She wept bitterly while noticing that she hadn’t changed, but was consistent.

“Gabriel... have you hurt me every time?”

“Yes, your sin has always been the same. You prioritized the surface, not heaven, and grabbed the ankles of the gods.”

“That is my duty. Mother asked me to protect the beings on the surface.”

I also came to love the beings on the surface.

Garion swallowed down these words. It was because she was afraid that this heart would harm the beings on the surface.

Gabriel nodded. “Yes. We have long known that it is meaningless to ask for flexibility from your upright soul.”

It was through countless experiences. Gabriel had long let go of the hesitation she had when cutting off Garion’s head. Gabriel had been cutting off Garion’s head from an unfathomably long past and had become accustomed to this behavior. She had reached the point where she didn’t even feel any inspiration.

However, this time was different. “It is just that this case is special. Garion, your crime in this world is that you have betrayed the goddess. It is the worst crime in history. Working with the Overgeared God?”

his steps with great interest and sometimes with delight. The reason why she didn’t question the attitude of the goddess, who went missing without any signs, was because the condition of the goddess was special. She accepted it naturally rather than wasting her mental strength on questions that

Gabriel was the goddess, she wouldn’t trust

aimed at Garion’s slender neck. On the left side

take me quite a while to explain. Are

Overgeared God had no choice but to be Garion’s ideal type. Even when he was a human and after

curved up. It was just a habit. Her

worn out from experiencing the repeating worlds

sealing her soul, she should kill Garion completely. She had too many flaws to continue assuming the role of god of the earth in the future. The ‘seed’ planted in the soul must’ve grown sufficiently. It was a good idea to take this opportunity to recover

in a half moon trajectory and cut Garion’s neck. There was a pale aura on the tip of the spear. It was the energy

which belatedly shook due to the storm, was brutally green. There was no disturbance even though the god who had been taking care of it until now was facing a crisis. It meant that Garion’s death had no effect on

the land had been sufficiently

and middle finger and the spear that soared in the shape of a half moon fell like a

her broken head like a waterfall, to the extent where the particles of light pouring out of her previously cut neck seemed insignificant. A god’s death was bound to be delayed and a god had the right to retreat

from Raphael or Zeratul. She wasn’t easy because she didn’t get swept up in emotions. She was reasonable and thorough. It meant she acknowledged the fact that she should be wary of

naturally formed a trinity. She even armed herself with the divine objects she had been with since her birth. She also used the energy of a god killer, even if it was weak, so she was almost in a perfect battle state. Of

that decayed due to giving energy to Garion and Garion’s attitude of accepting and using it to sustain herself rather than rejecting it. “The ground has been sufficiently strengthened. The world won’t fall apart if you die. You

many uses any longer. Now the earth could exist on its own. Even if it was cut by the Sword Saint, it had enough regenerative power to recover slowly. It was meaningless

Her divinity had even fallen because she proved to be powerless to help the land she cared for. So why was

been like

compiled with death. She couldn’t resist because

for the Overgeared

God couldn’t help Garion. It was because he defeated Zeratul a few months ago. Zeratul, who didn’t have enough defense, was defeated in a humble way. The Overgeared God clearly won and rose in status. He must’ve come to a point where he could clearly see the difference in power between himself and Gabriel. What courage did he have to

actions, he was far from reason. There was a high possibility that he would be emotionally biased and try to come. The problem was that

on a daily basis. If you persevere and attract the Overgeared God, he will lose a lot of divinity because of you. He might even die

“...No.”

felt like it was shouting at Garion, who started to refuse to accept the energy, to not

the spear into the land that started to fluctuate like waves

to punish Garion to the fullest. She didn’t want to be disturbed. Unlike Raphael, who enjoyed unexpected events, she preferred that things went according to her

“Goodbye.”

“......”

who would be reborn oblivious in the next world and would be used again. She just wanted to

wanted to rely

alone and isolated on the surface. She was faithful only to her duty and depended on the beings of the

blade brushed against her throat. Garion thought her head had fallen to the ground.

finger. She immediately put it down and supported it with her middle finger.

divinity, which had spread softly on the ground she had stepped on, expanded its territory to the left and right. It acted as a barrier to protect the