## Chapter 1740 – Chronicles of the Black-Haired Foreigner – The Life of a Transcendent Being
After that, the War Dimension stabilized.
A million people had a brief, otherworldly sugarcane experience. Stories of that inhumane experience spread worldwide, making people more obedient.
“I don’t ask much of you humans. Just follow the Cheonma Shin-gyo. That’s all.”
So, to commemorate this, I had a magnificent, enormous throne made and sat upon it to begin a national broadcast.
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Human reporters from all over aimed their cameras at me, broadcasting my words to the world.
“There will be no more wars in your world. Similarly, heinous crimes will also disappear. So, do not resist. To resist me is to condone such evil things.”
That is the most basic value of the Cheonma Shin-gyo.
In a world ruled by an existing god, there is no need for human-made armies. Likewise, there is no war. The moment you engage in war, all humans involved will instantly die by the power of God.
Furthermore, heinous crimes will be thoroughly crushed. There is no mercy or correction for those judged guilty in the name of God. Only pain awaits them.
In fact, whether I reign or human leaders govern, it doesn’t matter to the average person. Rather, it’s better if I reign.
The order created by humans is incredibly unstable. The rule of a god who can even shatter planets is absolute.
“If there is still anyone who refuses peace, come to me. I will personally fix that way of thinking.”
With that, I concluded the national broadcast.
There will be no difficulties in constructing Cheonma Shin-gyo temples from now on. Once the planet is completely under my control, it will be much easier when Dielle comes as the planet governor later.
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But even I, who can do such things at will, still didn’t know something.
“Where the hell are you going?”
That was about the soul.
“Hey, answer me.”
I spoke to the soul held in my grasp.
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“Where are you going?”
Of course, there was no answer.
Because I hadn’t awakened it.
The soul that escapes from the body of a dead human wanders around before disappearing. Whether it disappears or goes somewhere, it still hasn’t been determined.
However, due to the characteristic that the escaped soul remains in the real world for a short time, Outer Gods and demons could snatch such souls. Demons are masters of stealing souls, and Outer Gods had taken measures to immediately swallow souls into their mouths as soon as they escaped from humans.
Where do these souls come from, and where do they go?
Risha answered that question like this:
“According to this lady’s research, it is like this. Nothing has been revealed yet!”
“You haven’t done any research!”
“I tried my best! But there was nothing I could find out…!”
At my words, Risha blushed and made excuses.
“W-Well, first of all! We have reached the point where we can feel and see souls! As a result of this lady investigating pregnant women, she felt two souls within them!”
Children have souls from the moment they are in their mothers’ wombs.
“Then when does the soul appear?”
“From what this lady has felt, it seems that the soul appears from the moment the sperm and egg combine.”
“Does it generate then, or does it appear from somewhere and attach itself to the child in its cellular state?”
“I don’t know that… Ah! Don’t scold me for not knowing!”
“No, did I say anything? Risha is good.”
I immediately stroked Risha’s head.
“Ugh…!”
Risha has a very cute habit: she gets very embarrassed when talking about things she doesn’t know.
Risha may seem like a know-it-all because of her image, but she actually knows very little outside of her major.
“Anyway, there’s been no progress.”
“…I’m a little ashamed.”
“What’s there to be ashamed of? I don’t know either. I’m just so grateful that you’ve tried this hard, Risha.”
“Hmm… I’m grateful that you say that.”
As I continued to stroke her, Risha came closer to me and rested her head against my chest.
“Hehehe, you want to be in my arms? Risha?”
“This is the most comfortable and happiest place. Anyway. Have you found out anything separately?”
“I haven’t either.”
ㅡSwish.
I immediately opened a door to the ‘Afterlife’.
“Take a look.”
“There are so many souls.”
“Because I made them come here.”
Currently, I had gathered all sorts of souls in this ‘Afterlife’. Well, even though it’s called the Afterlife, it’s just one of the dimensions I created. It’s a kind of space to accommodate souls.
Every world has deaths every day.
In terms of years, tens of millions die easily.
I have taken measures so that all those souls can come to this dimension. So, in fact, this has become the afterlife for humans.
Because my power reaches this dimension, the souls that enter do not disappear and just stay still.
Souls have their ego from when they were alive, but they are just asleep until awakened. Of course, even if awakened, there are cases where the ego is unclear. This seems to vary from soul to soul. But usually, they remember their past life when awakened.
Anyway, all the souls in this ‘Afterlife’ are in that state. In other words, they are all fast asleep. They will continue to rest until I wake them up.
When I wake them up, they will live as souls with ego and memories of their past life.
“I’ve been investigating while covering them with my power, but I still don’t know. They disappear as soon as my power doesn’t reach them, right? But I really don’t know. Where they go, or if they disappear.”
Of course, the experiment was done with the souls of criminals. I tried to track them after they disappeared. I also tried to find out what kind of interference was trying to come in when I covered them with my power.
But there were no results.
“Is that so… It’s still mysterious. The thing about souls.”
“They’re just unpredictable guys.”
“Is ‘unpredictable’ the right way to express it?”
Anyway, the evil souls are still suffering in my hell. They are punished while fully maintaining their ego and memories of their past life. Of course, I am also continuously restoring them so that the souls themselves do not disappear.
There are quite a few evil spirits being tortured in that soul state in the hell I created.
“I’m good at handling souls themselves, but I’m a bit frustrated because I still don’t know what’s beyond that.”
“This lady can’t give you an answer either. I haven’t figured it out yet…”
I don’t know if the concept of reincarnation exists. There are so many souls here, but the number of newborns hasn’t decreased.
My thoughts only deepen.
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“It feels a bit strange.”
Khadia said.
“What?”
“If an ordinary human dies, they will rest in that ‘Afterlife’ as if they have fallen asleep comfortably. They simply exist as souls under the protection of Cheonma.”
“That’s right.”
“But if an evil person dies, they will suffer for a long time while maintaining their ego even after death.”
Khadia licked her lips and continued in a very serious voice.
“In other words, for ordinary humans, death is like abandoning the body and falling asleep, but for evil beings, death is just the beginning of suffering. They can continue to see, hear, and think while maintaining their ego even after death.”
Khadia is right.
“So, I contemplate. Many humans want to maintain their ego even after death. Many believe that they will live in the afterlife as themselves.”
Well, there’s nothing specifically written about that in the scriptures. It’s something that humans think about on their own. And when they think about it on their own, they usually think positively.
“There’s no story related to that in the Cheonma Shin-gyo scriptures. Of course, I won’t put it in the future either.”
“I know. Nevertheless, I contemplate. Because we are on the knowing side.”
“Hehehe, as expected of Khadia, who seriously worries about humans. You’re just a goddess, a goddess.”
“Well, this saintess has thought that this saintess is like a goddess for a long time. Hehehe.”
“Look at this confident woman.”
“Anyway. So, I’ve been thinking about heaven these days. Since you’ve created hell, wouldn’t heaven be possible too?”
I could create it if I wanted to.
I have thought about heaven too.
“No, but Khadia.”
“Hmm?”
“What’s in heaven anyway? If they live well and virtuously, keeping the fusion Confucianism well, and go to heaven after death, how should we make those souls live?”
I’m not exactly a person with poor imagination, but I don’t know how to create heaven if I’m told to.
The classic image of heaven is a city built on clouds. The buildings are all like pure white temples, and the residents of heaven wear togas and enjoy delicious food and music every day, lazing around, sleeping, and playing.
It’s truly a lazy beast’s den. A space where one-dimensional pleasure is satisfied. It might feel like heaven if you live without thinking, but wouldn’t it be a bit boring to live like that?
Moreover, if souls with memories of their past life and ego live there, it’s just a world where people live. It becomes more like a comfortable foreign country than heaven. But if you take away the concept of rest from heaven, it’s just reality.
“In the end, if you come to heaven with your ego and memories of your past life, it’s no different from a foreign country with great welfare. And there’s no concept of death.”
