Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

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He will not heed the advice of the Central and South American world to initiate a new solar era by condensing an ancient traditional concept into a single person and then killing him.

In this world, the closest thing to eternity is the deep blue of the sun, located at the celestial pole. The seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter cannot extinguish the sun.

Following such a forward-moving man—

Countless rays of light shone above the ancient city, as if to say that whether one is tormented by the loneliness of the dark night or embraced by the eternal happiness of the day, all will be revealed in this moment.

“You can’t deny my choice, even if you think it’s the fastest shortcut.”

"I came here to destroy something."

"If there's a mountain ahead, I'll climb it."

"If there's a sea ahead, I'll cross it."

"If there is a god ahead, I will go and kill him."

"Whatever lies ahead, I will go and solve it."

"I am not completely destitute, but I will never compromise because of that."

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244: "You are the 'sun'." (5k)

As Favia approaches the Sunstone, which represents the concept of the fate of the Central and South American world.

Just as we were about to see the enormous creature slowly rising from the absolute darkness behind the Sunstone.

A slight breeze made him close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw the campfire still burning in the thick white fog.

The Great Temple has vanished, replaced by Miktlan, the Aztec underworld. The bonfire burns brightly, sparks leaping on the firewood, producing a faint yet earth-shattering crackling sound.

Her long, golden hair fluttered in the air like burning flames as she gazed at Favia, who had come from afar.

It's a smoke mirror.

He sat by the campfire as always, gazing at the burning flames. As if realizing Favia's arrival, he turned to look at him, but this time the First Sun's face was expressionless, as if nothing had happened.

"Before offering advice to God, one must be prepared to sacrifice one's life," the First Sun said softly. "That girl from the Lake of the Moon, who claims to be my sister, I don't deny it, but she goes and does this kind of thing on her own, which really infuriates me."

Favia nodded without speaking.

"But now that things have turned out this way, there are pros and cons."

The First Sun looked at him, seemingly sighing, "The conditions offered by the world that was originally going to compromise were rejected by you. As a result, the enraged world launched a final gamble, reviving that guy Hippaktri with the idea of ​​mutual destruction."

The good thing is that natural disasters are conceptualized as the arrival of actual living beings, so that as long as they are killed, various natural and man-made disasters can be avoided.

The bad thing is the power of the water monster, Hipparion.

This being was something that could only be killed by the combined efforts of the four original gods: the Lord of Skinning, the Left Hummingbird, the Smoke Mirror, and the Feathered Serpent God.

The gods of Central and South America each performed their duties individually, and even fought among themselves. It can be said that the Aztec gods were most united in the operation to destroy Hippartri, but even so, Smoke Mirror sacrificed a leg.

"Are you ready for this?"

The Smoke Mirror stared into Favia's eyes, so close, yet so solemnly telling him: "Completely resolve the rules governing this world, reshape the world itself once more, and kill Hippaktri, whom we four gods fought together and sacrificed so greatly to kill."

After the death of the water monster Hipparion, his body was used to create the world, and every subsequent solar era began from this origin.

Therefore, if one wants to completely rewrite the rules of the Central and South American world, it seems only natural to kill the monster Hippartri again.

The problem is that although it is now the age of the gods, the resurrected water monster Hipparion, with the blessing of the Central and South American world itself, possesses the strength of the ancient gods. After all, this is the ancient world's last gamble for itself, revealing its mysteries.

“Prepare? Rather than saying that as the fifth sun who unites all the gods, this is only natural.” Favia couldn’t help but smile. “What you can do, I will do; what you can’t do, I will do.”

"That's quite a boast, but I don't know if it will work." Smoke Mirror paused, "But I really like it."

The next moment, the blond man stood up, looked up at the horizon with a displeased expression, and saw that the sky of the underworld was the land of Central and South America.

"Compared to the Lake of the Moon, that thing makes me angrier. It won't even tell me why I was summoned here, and now it wants my sister to compromise. It's really, really annoying."

Without any concealment, under the power of the Thunder Serpent, raging lightning converged into a beam in the thick fog. The power of the First Sun traveled through the underworld of Miktland, stirring up a turbulent void. It instantly pierced through the thick fog surrounding the underworld and gathered on the leopard mask on Favia's chest, transforming it into an obsidian form capable of illuminating the sun.

"Speaking of which, could you bring it into Miktland?"

"No, I can't do that with my current strength. You'll have to force it into Miktland."

"I understand."

After all, fighting the water monster Hipparion in the floating city of Tenochtitlan might cause unnecessary casualties.

Therefore, Favia wanted to hold the battle in the underworld of Miktlan.

“Go, Fifth Sun. As the First Sun, I acknowledge you.” Smoke Mirror reached out, and the surrounding lightning dissipated. “Give me a good beating to death. It would be best if you could avenge me. I’ve always remembered the time that guy bit off my leg.”

"Is this a pleasant surprise?"

Wearing the half-leopard-man mask, Favia chuckled, because he was now still blond, just like before.

"As a warrior I acknowledge, your journey is not over yet. The longer it continues, the more difficult it will become, just as the night is not yet over. If you want to usher in the dawn, you will need to put in some effort, that's exactly right."

"Thanks."

Favia slowly retreated, turned around, and walked towards the thick fog beyond the campfire, returning to the great temple on the ground as lightning emanated from her body.

With his departure, not only did the pitch-black lightning representing the Thunder Serpent appear, but also the pure white light that had risen from the North American region after the island of Cuba, and a yellowish-gray light that even the Smoke Mirror himself found somewhat surprising.

"...I really didn't expect that."

The First Sun couldn't help but sigh, for this yellowish-gray light represented Sipeteric, the Lord of Skinning, the eldest of the Four Primal Sons.

This name alone reveals that this god adheres to the principle of human sacrifice even more strictly than the one in the Smoke Mirror.

However, perhaps the water monster they defeated together has resurrected, or for some other reason, in any case, the Skin-Peeling Lord, as the God of Rebirth, has decided to follow the same path as the Smoke Mirror.

"This guy really turned it into the fifth sun after the Age of Gods..."

In Miktlan, the underworld that can only be revealed by the first sun, besides the divine radiance, countless past souls also rise.

It shines so brightly even in the thick fog—

light.

Seeing all this, Smoke Mirror twitched at the corner of his mouth in utter displeasure.

Now that things are settled, there is only one thing that First Sun should do, and only one thing that it can do.

"Tsk, praise? This is something I shouldn't be doing. If it were that bird-headed one, he might cheer with joy... Damn it, we can't let other gods see this."

Then, the helpless voice of the smoke-mirror continued,

"There is no mind that can be afraid."

"There is no will that can be yielded to."

"There is no voice that ignores suffering."

"Born in distant and other places."

"You will eliminate the evil of resurgence in the eyes of all beings."

“You are the 'sun'.”

"You are the 'sun' of unity."

......

In the dark world of Central and South America, centered on Tenochtitlan, an unprecedented darkness swept across the entire region.

It was comparable to a total solar eclipse, but upon closer inspection, the sun was still in the sky, as if only the light could not penetrate this area.

Under the cover of darkness, Favia, who had returned from the underworld, silently gazed at the giant water monster that had been resurrected. She said nothing and did not attack immediately. Finally, this enraged Hippaktri, who had finally been resurrected.

"Are you underestimating me, human!" Hippaktri, seemingly one with the darkness, said, "How dare you daydream in front of me!"

Favia, who had been silent, spoke softly upon hearing this.

“I remember that Tescatlipoca sacrificed a leg to lure you here.”

"Those bastards, once I catch them, I'm going to tear them to pieces, one by one!"

"I am always hungry," roared the half-crocodile, half-fish Hippaktri.

It certainly had that power. If Smoke Mirror hadn't lured it away at the cost of one of its legs, even the four original Aztec sons might not have been able to kill it and use its corpse to create the world.

“Hipaktri, if you want to fight, if you want to settle things with me to the death, I can grant your wish, but before that, I have a question—”

Separated only by the Sunstone, Favia, arms crossed, asked:

"You were clearly dead, your body had become the foundation of this world. This isn't the Age of Gods anymore, how could you possibly be resurrected so completely?"

In the age of gods, it was common to resurrect the dead. However, after the age of gods declined and the world entered an era belonging to humans, resurrection became a miracle that only the one and only 'god' could perform, and all resurrections in various regions were false.

Therefore, in theory, even if this is a desperate gamble by the Central and South American world, it is absolutely impossible to revive something that is already dead.

"Stupid question."

Hippaktri sneered, but made no attempt to conceal his true intentions:

"Although I am dead, my body was used by those guys to build their so-called world. In other words, I am the world itself."

Indeed, if the Central and South American world itself has a soul, then Hippaktri, which is built upon its body, can be seen as the embodiment of the Central and South American world. From this perspective, it is only natural that the Central and South American world would spare no effort to revive Hippaktri after Favia refused to offer sacrifices to it.

Then, Hippaktri continued, "That's why the world has rules for human sacrifice."

As he spoke, Favia seemed to see a cold smile on the face of the enormous creature, half crocodile and half fish.

At this moment, he understood.

"So that's it. It's all because you were hungry."

The water monster Hippaktri is constantly hungry, which is why the rules of operation in the Central and South American world require continuous human sacrifices, as these sacrifices are offered to the 'land,' namely Hippaktri.

This is something that even the four primordial gods who joined forces to kill the water monster probably didn't expect.

Hippaktri's body is the foundation of all solar ages, and the 'hunger' etched into his soul causes the land of Central and South America to fall into the same situation. Therefore, the Central and South American world makes human sacrifice the rule for maintaining the world. In other words, it is actually feeding Hippaktri himself.

“Hahahaha, that’s right, that’s right.” Mipaktri laughed loudly, “The taste of countless souls, which can be obtained without even fighting. Although I can’t move, they can only give me this power. I’m sure that one day, I will be resurrected and completely disintegrate and devour this world!”

"Is that so? So this cruel world was built on the wrong path from the very beginning, which is why it's so hard to correct..."

Favia sighed, "But the Age of Gods has ended, and your idea of ​​secretly resurrecting them is no longer possible."

After a brief pause, he continued:

"But when the world faces the crisis of 'me,' which cannot be rewritten, it chooses you as the optimal solution."

Under normal circumstances, if human sacrifice is abolished, all the people living here will die. No matter what the means, whether it is by gods, massacre, disaster, or outsiders, as long as all the original inhabitants living here are killed, the system can continue to operate.

However, I have both abolished human sacrifice and will not allow the people here to perish. Therefore, this world, in a compromise that I have also rejected, has gone to great lengths to revive you, in order to continue the old traditions.

“So, I really have to thank you,” Mipaktri said with a smile. “If it weren’t for you, I probably wouldn’t have been able to revive with the concept of embracing this world. My body would have continued to be trampled on by inferior humans as part of the land. Thank you so much.”

"is it?"

When Favia heard Mipaktri say this, he laughed.

"In that case, I'm here to destroy you and create a new world."

"How arrogant!"

Mipaktri, who had become one with the darkness, stretched out his head and aimed it at Favia, who was incredibly small to him below.

Endless magic gathered and collided within Mipaktri's mouth, where every joint had a mouth, transforming into raging thunder. Countless tiny magical energies collided within, causing roars and forming the prototype of a massive, destructive attack.

From the moment the water monster revived, its enormous body, which already encompassed the entire Central and South American world, was continuously drawing upon the remaining magic power of this ancient world, enveloping everything. Or, to put it another way, everyone was currently inside Mipactri's body, which is why the sunlight could not shine in.

But it was precisely the thunderous light that illuminated the world in darkness when it launched its attack that allowed the people who were unable to move to see clearly that Favia, standing in front of the Sunstone, was fighting against the most terrifying evil creature recorded in ancient myths.

In the hazy, ethereal realm, the colossal Mipactri swallowed everything that seemed to exist—

"Humans—!!!!!"

On the dark Sunstone, Mipaktri roared in fury: "What have you done? What have you done?!"

"It seems that although you are the foundation of this land, you are not the source of all the creatures that live here."

The moment Favia finished speaking, countless plants in the dark world began to rebel silently and without light. The gods of Central and South America had returned to the dense forest since the Age of Gods, returning the world to humankind. Therefore, this also represents the power left behind by the Aztec gods to fight back.

"enough!"