Novel Full 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.”
The snake attacked them, several times their size, the people could not fight back, being helplessly crushed to death by its body and then swallowed.
“He, with one head, who grew seven more…”
And the snake grew a new head as it devoured its first preys, growing stronger. Desiring more power, more strength, more food.
“And he… who only desired to fulfill its destiny, to embody the calamity of Zipangu, the dragon of destruction, reborn from the flesh and blood of the fallen Amaterasu-no-Okami.”
“SHAAAHHH!”
It started its life once more, devouring, bringing calamity, and slowly descending the enormous Mount Ibuki as it ate anything it found.
“Once beheaded by Susanoo and defeated, now reborn after the death of his sister, whom the God of Heaven betrayed to usurp her throne alongside the Great Demon Papiyas.”
“He, who brought calamity, had a wish.”
“Revenge.”
RUMBLE!
The ground shook as a gigantic eight-headed white snake dragon roared, hissing at a titanic one-eyed blue Oni, clashing, and shaking the world around them.
“How is this possible?! How come you have come back to life, Orochi!”
“SHAAAHHH! I AM CALAMITY! I SHALL RETURN AS MANY TIMES AS NECESSARY!”
BAAM! BAAM! BAAM! Their clash continued for three more nights and days before the giant Oni fell, its enormous body being quickly torn apart and eaten by Orochi.
Its powers rising even so strongly, it sought something else. I couldn’t tell what it wanted, but it was seeking more than just destruction.
Perhaps just as that voice said, it sought Revenge.
Against Susanoo, the “brother” of Amaterasu, and also her reflection born from her powers.
And he found him, the scene skipped, as it showed Orochi fighting a man floating in the sky.
It exuded a powerful Divinity that shook the entire world and the heavens.
He wielded a black sword, overflowing with demonic and divine powers.
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“So you’ve returned, Orochi! There is no longer any need for a Primordial such as yourself here! Amaterasu is dead, and this world has begun a new Era by my rules as its supreme god!”
“You two-faced man! Not even I would go so low as to betray my own sister! You’re trash, Susanoo! You don’t deserve the title of “GOD”, I shall usurp it from you as I feast on your corpse! And then that bastard of Papiyas, who thinks he can take my role, will die right after!”
“Hahaha! You’re so full as yourself as always, Orochi! Foolish dragon! You were slain by my blade once, and you shall perish yet again!”
The two divines clashed against one another, shaking the world and the heavens. Orochi fired its eight breaths of fire of calamity, while Susanoo wielded his sword and cut everything with a single swing.
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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