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**Rebirth Sword God Volume 81 Chapter 10**

Brahma!!

I definitely recalled having heard that name before, and I racked my brain for the details.

[“My brother Shiva, flee and take refuge with Brahma!”]

[“This fellow cannot be defeated. Form a pact of the Three Laws and plan for the future…!”]

It was at that moment when Vishnu was fighting against the Evil God in the outer universe and realized he was outnumbered, urging his brother Shiva to escape! Vishnu had advised Shiva to go to Brahma, but Shiva did not heed the warning, and ultimately, they all ended up fighting and were killed by the Evil God.

Additionally, I had recently heard about Brahma from Subori.

[“They refer to the three—the Vishnu, Shiva, and Brahma—as the Three Great Gods of Tianzhu. They were originally divine beings of order, guarding the ancient civilization of Kalpa, but they ended up waging war against countless Old Rulers. Each one was a powerful god, never losing to anyone in one-on-one combat, but due to sheer numbers, they faced inevitable defeat.”]

[“Among the three Great Gods, the one you could call the leader is Brahma, who attempted a reversal of fate to change the outcome of the war through the Reverse Path sorcery. That is the Brahmastra.”]

[“Just as you guessed. Just like what you’re doing now, he cast a grand sorcery to revert the Great Cycle to before the war. If they could go back to before the war, they would have surely won by exploiting the enemy’s weaknesses.”]

[“That’s impossible. However, Brahma, who hated losing more than death itself, began gathering numerous offerings to cast the Brahmastra, which would break the taboos of the Great Universe. The auxiliary sorcery created for gathering those offerings is known as the Demon Sorcery Pillar.”]

It was Brahma who created the powerful sorcery called the Demon Sorcery Pillar.

And the purpose for which he created it was to use the Reverse Path sorcery, the Brahmastra.

As soon as I grasped that fact, I glared at Brahma with sharp eyes.

“Venerable Brahma, I understand you tried to change the past with the Brahmastra, and the result was that you ended up here, inside the Throne?”

Normally, I’d be cautious and not hastily share my information for the sake of guarding against the enemy, but this time it was different. In this place of mystery, it was certain that the enemy held a lot of information, and according to Sagong Lin, Brahma was a new connection I would encounter here. Therefore, it seemed necessary to share information for now.

“Hmm!”

“Did you arrive here using the Demon Sorcery Pillar?”

Brahma’s expression showed slight surprise at my question. Then, with a chuckle, he replied.

“Indeed, you are no ordinary being. You seem to know quite a lot, so I won’t deny it.”

“I don’t quite understand…”

“Hahaha, Baek Woong, what is it that you don’t understand?”

I pointed at Brahma with my finger.

“I come from an era thousands of years after your disappearance. In my time, finding even traces of you is nearly impossible, and the only ones who might know of your whereabouts are your brothers Vishnu and Shiva, who have crawled into the imperial divine temple and fallen to subordinate roles.”

“……”

“In conclusion, since you couldn’t change the Great Cycle, it seems Vishnu and Shiva succumbed to their fated defeat. So, isn’t your presence here now rather meaningless?”

“Hmm…”

Brahma seemed lost in thought for a moment. Then, he suddenly wore a peculiar smile and spoke.

“I expected this.”

“You expected it? What do you mean?”

“That is to say, your assertion is that since I failed to change the Great Cycle, it is now destined for me to fail here as well. From the perspective of time’s order, that makes sense. However, that is still an unknown.”

“…Unknown?”

“Baek Woong, what do you think this place is?”

I glanced around in response to Brahma’s question. Scattered throughout this cave were remnants of an ancient civilization that caught my eye. However, these ruins seemed entirely unrelated to humanity, and their origins were unknown. With my knowledge of demon sorcery, I couldn’t make heads or tails of it, so I could only respond uncertainly.

“I don’t know. I’ve never even heard of a place like this.”

“This is what they call the Inheritance Site.”

“Inheritance Site?”

Brahma approached an ancient-style pillar nearby and touched it with his hand.

“The ruins you see here are things that even I, Brahma, who possess the Eye of Heaven and Earth, cannot trace back to their origins. Despite having witnessed countless cosmic civilizations and possessing extensive demon sorcery knowledge over eons, I’ve never heard of these. Why do you think that is?”

I thought it was only me who was unaware of these ruins, but Brahma didn’t know either? Pondering this unexpected answer, I tilted my head.

“Um… because it’s in a remote area of the universe?”

“Haha. That’s not it. Because, you see, this civilization never existed in our universe from the start.”

“…What do you mean? A non-existent civilization existing? Isn’t that a contradiction?”

“Not a contradiction. This place is the intersection that inherits the Great Cycle.”

“Intersection…?”

What is he talking about?

As I was confused and slightly flustered, Brahma’s eyes glimmered.

“Oh dear. I thought you were astute, but it seems you’re merely knowledgeable. Given the level of information you’ve shared, I thought you would understand right away.”

“Damn it. Stop beating around the bush. By your words, we don’t have much time, do we?”

“That’s right. To be straightforward, these ruins existed in the previous Great Cycle, and they do not remain in the current Great Cycle. But because the Inheritance Site encompasses the previous Cycle, we can still see these ruins.”

“……!!”

I widened my eyes at Brahma’s words. Then, I thought it was nonsense and said.

“Wait a minute! What do you mean by the Great Cycle can be divided like this? How is that even possible?”

“It’s certainly possible. After all, the Cycle you and I live in has already traversed an uncountable number of rotations, is rotating, and will continue to rotate. However, if the circumference of the wheel of causation is once formed, can those standing on the wheel discern the present from the past or future? They can see both before and after, but it is hard to grasp why.”

“……”

“We cannot observe the past of the Great Cycle. At least not while we exist within it. However, nonetheless, the fact that the wheel of the past has turned cannot be erased, and this Inheritance Site proves that.”

As Brahma muttered on, he continued his explanation.

“This place is fundamentally the only spot where the Great Cycle touches the starting point as the wheel turns. It’s a place where circles perfectly overlap, allowing us to observe the infinite Cycle. Simultaneously, we can see and come into contact with the previously unobservable previous cycles…”

I found Brahma’s words complex but was able to grasp the rough idea. A question arose in my mind, and I asked.

“So, the interior of the Throne is such an Inheritance Site? How did you come to know such a fact?”

“I don’t think it’s essential to answer that, but…”

“Ugh…”

As I hesitated, Brahma chuckled to himself.

“It’s a joke. The information about this place is fundamentally inaccessible to outsiders. Even gods cannot break through the trials of the Throne, and those who come here will eventually achieve their wishes, so there’s no reason to share information with the outside. There can be no literature or records left behind. Yet, there is one significant blind spot.”

“Blind spot?”

“If an existence like me, born with the attributes of a Creator God from the very beginning, is present, there’s no need to come here to feel that this place exists.”

“…? I don’t quite grasp that… I don’t think this is due to my dullness; could you explain further?”

As I scratched my head and spoke, Brahma nodded willingly and took a seat on a nearby rock.

“Just sit on that rock for a moment.”

As we sat facing each other on the rocks, Brahma spoke again.

“My brothers and I were born with different divine natures. I embody creation, Vishnu sustains, and Shiva destroys. In essence, we were originally one being, sharing a single divine seat, but for some reason, we split into three when we descended as gods.”

“I had no idea about that. So when the gods went to war, couldn’t the three of you have combined to become more powerful?”

“No, there was no need to merge. After all, the abilities needed for combat do not differ significantly, and we had no reason to regress to retrieve our divine seat… so we each utilized our uniquely endowed divine nature, potentially weakening ourselves if we became one.”

“Uh… hmm…”

“Anyway, if we express our individual traits, it means that when manifesting the source of power as divine power, we become the foremost experts in this universe. No one utilizes Vishnu’s sustaining powers better than him, and no one harnesses Shiva’s destruction abilities better than him. However, I, Brahma, have discovered one secret while utilizing the power of creation.”

“Secret?”

Brahma brought his index fingers together.

“What is creation? It is to bring something forth from nothing. Yet, is there truly something like absolute nothingness in this world? No, there is not. The line between existence and non-existence clearly exists, and in fact, the power of creation I use is merely the effort to draw non-existence into the realm of existence.”

“……”

Normally, I would have dismissed Brahma’s words as utter nonsense. But I had deeply explored the concept of emptiness, so I could vaguely sense some hidden meaning in his words. Sensing that I grasped the hint, Brahma wore a satisfied expression and continued.

“Then where does that boundary exist, and what is it? From what point do I draw forth what isn’t there and manifest it into existence? Through prolonged study and training, I eventually realized that there exists a particular location where my creative powers reach their zenith.”

“That location is…”

“Right here. The only place where the Great Cycle overlaps and connects! A place where circles perfectly align, allowing us to observe the infinite cycles! Simultaneously, this place grants us the ability to perceive and contact the previous cycles that were originally unobservable…”

I thought Brahma’s explanation was challenging to understand, but it made some sense. Then I became curious and asked.

“Was the interior of the Throne such an Inheritance Site? How did you become aware of this fact?”

“I don’t think there’s a need to discuss that…”

“Ugh…”

As I struggled, Brahma chuckled softly.

“Just a joke. It’s true that information about this place is not meant to be known by outsiders. No god can breach the trials of the Throne, and anyone who reaches this place will ultimately fulfill their wishes, leaving no reason to divulge information to the outside world. Literature or records cannot remain. Yet, there remains one loophole.”

“Loophole?”

“If an entity like me, born with the attributes of a Creator God since the beginning, doesn’t need to cross over, it can simply sense the existence of this place.”

“…? I really don’t get it… I don’t think this is just me being dense; could you explain further?”

As I scratched my head while speaking, Brahma nodded amicably.

“Just sit down for a moment.”

As we sat down facing each other, Brahma continued.

“My brothers and I were each born with distinct divine natures. I embody creation, Vishnu sustains, and Shiva destroys. In reality, we were originally one being sharing a single divine seat, yet some reason led to our splitting into three upon descending as gods.”

“I had no idea about that. So during wars amongst the gods, couldn’t you three have united to become stronger?”

“No, there was no necessity to merge as one. The abilities required for combat are not significantly different, and we had no reason to revert to seeking our divine seat… Each of us harnesses our individual divine natures, so becoming one could potentially weaken our overall strength.”

“Um… hmm…”

“Anyway, by nurturing the distinct characteristics, if the source of that power is realized as divine power, it means that we become the foremost authorities of that power in this universe. No one is better at utilizing Vishnu’s sustaining powers than he is, nor is anyone more proficient in catastrophic abilities than Shiva. However, I, Brahma, discovered a secret while utilizing the power of creation.”

“Secret?”

Brahma interlocked his index fingers.

“What is creation? To bring forth existence from non-existence. However, is there true non-existence in this world? There isn’t. The border between existence and non-existence clearly exists, and the creative power I wield is merely a process to extract the non-existent into the realm of existence.”

“…….”

Under normal circumstances, I would have dismissed Brahma’s remarks as sheer nonsense. However, having delved into the concept of emptiness, I could sense a glimpse of meaning buried within his statements. When Brahma saw that I caught on, he wore a satisfied expression and continued.

“Then, where exactly does that boundary exist? From which point do I extract this non-existence into manifestation? After lengthy contemplation and training, I came to recognize that there exists a specific location where the creative power I wield reaches its utmost potential.”

“That location is…?”

“Right here! The singular location where the Great Cycle intertwines and joins! A place where circles overlap perfectly, rendering the infinite Cycle visible! It simultaneously bestows the ability to perceive the realms that were previously unobservable.”

I found Brahma’s explanation perplexing, yet I managed to comprehend a portion of it. Curiosity piqued, I asked.

“Is the Throne indeed such an Inheritance Site? How did you come to know of this information?”

“I don’t believe there’s a necessity to disclose that, but…”

“Ugh…”

Noticing my hesitation, Brahma laughed lightly.

“Just playing around. It’s true that the knowledge of this place is typically inaccessible to outsiders. Even gods cannot break through the Throne’s trials, and anyone who arrives is guaranteed to realize their wishes, leaving no reason to inform the outside world. There can be no documents or records left behind. However, there exists one exception.”

“One exception?”

“For someone like me, born from the very first inception as a Creator God, the existence of this place does not require traversing to feel.”

“…? I don’t think I can comprehend that… I don’t think this is merely me being dim; could you explain a bit more?”

I scratched my head and addressed Brahma, who nodded in agreement.

“Sit right there.”

Facing each other while seated on rocks, Brahma continued.

“My brothers and I are born with distinct divine natures. I possess creation, Vishnu is sustaining, and Shiva represents destruction. Originally, we existed as a single entity sharing one divine seat, but for unknown reasons, we divided into three when we descended as divine beings.”

“I didn’t know about that! So, could you three combine during godly battles to become even stronger?”

“No, there was never a need for us to integrate. After all, the abilities necessary for combat don’t significantly differ, and we had no reason to revert to recover our divine seat… Each of us exploits our unique divine natures, potentially diminishing our strength if unified.”

“Hmmm…”

“Nevertheless, yielding to individual characteristics implies turning that source of power into divine energy, thus allowing us to become unrivaled experts in this universe. No one efficiently wields Vishnu’s sustaining powers as he does, nor does anyone manifest Shiva’s destructive capabilities better than he. However, I, Brahma, learned a secret whilst utilizing the power of creation.”

“A secret?”

Brahma connected his forefingers together.

“Creation signifies what? It is the act of birthing existence from nonexistence. But does true nonexistence exist in the world? It does not! The boundary separating existence and non-existence is starkly present. The creative powers I wield closely align with the operation of extracting the absent into the realm of existence.”

“……”

Typically, I would have dismissed Brahma’s speeches as whimsical drivel. However, I had explored the concept of emptiness for an extended period, so I could sense that some essential meaning lay hidden in those words. Upon perceiving my enlightenment, Brahma exhibited a satisfied mien and continued.

“Then, pray tell, where does this boundary exist, and what enigma lies within? From which point do I resurrect absence into existence? After relentless contemplation and labor, I finally unearthed a specific place where the powers of creation I wield reach their pinnacle.”

“That location is…?”

“Here! This very space where the Great Cycle intertwines and touches—this unique locale! A site where circles overlap seamlessly grants visibility to the infinite Cycle! Here, we are also set to view the formerly void realms that were explicitly untraceable…”

I found Brahma’s explanation intricate, yet I discerned some clarity. A burning curiosity bubbled within me, compelling me to inquire,

“Is it true that the interior of the Throne qualifies as an Inheritance Site? Just how did you cultivate the awareness of such information?”

“I have no obligation to reveal that reasoning, but…”

“Ugh…”

As I hesitated, Brahma chuckled softly to himself.

“I was jesting. While it is categorically true that learning about this location is strictly forbidden for outsiders, even deities find it impossible to breach the trials of the Throne, ensuring that any who trespass will ultimately meet their wishes—no rationale to relay information to the external world. Thus, literature or self-documentation cannot endure. Yet, there remains one exception.”

“Exceptional circumstance?”

“If an entity like me, born with the Creator God’s attributes from inception, can perceive the existence of this place without traversing any path, then—”

“…? This doesn’t appear to be a reflection of my dull-headedness; could you further clarify?”

I racked my brains for understanding, and Brahma nodded earnestly.

“Take a seat right there.”

As we both sat, facing each other, Brahma resumed.

“My brothers and I were birthed with beautiful individuality. Creation belongs to me; preservation is Vishnu’s specialty, whilst Shiva embodies destruction. In reality, incarnation-wise, we originally existed as one and had a singular divine seat. However, for reasons unbeknownst to us, we were fractioned into three upon our divine descent.”

“And I was none the wiser. So, during conflict among deities, couldn’t you three merge to become a more formidable unit?”

“No, there existed no necessity to unify into one. The feats needed for battle bear no considerable distinctions, and their retrieval through regressive measures was unnecessary… Each of us expounded our unique divine characteristics, which held the potential to subduing our holistic strength upon unity.”

“Ahh…?”

“Nonetheless, the recognition of individual attributes implies that transforming elemental power into divine fluidity allows us the privilege of becoming peerless experts in our universe’s endeavors. No one wields Vishnu’s sustaining capacities better, nor does anyone utilize Shiva’s destructive prowess with such profundity. However, I, Brahma, unearthed the enigma while harnessing creative potential.”

“The enigma, you say?”

Brahma brought his finger tips together.

“What comprises creation? The manifestation of presence from absence. But does true absence manifest within this realm? It does not! An exact borderline divides that which exists from that which does not exist. The abilities I focus upon represent my intention to permeate what is absent, thereby compelling it into the realm of existence itself.”

“……”

In alternative scenarios, I would have discarded Brahma’s pontificating as nonsensical babble. However, engaged by the essence of expansive inquiry regarding emptiness, I firmly sensed the meanings lying in these truths. With apparent recognition of my understanding, Brahma exuded a gratifying expression and pushed forward.

“Subsequently, where indeed does that elusive boundary maintain itself? From what position do I extract absence and materialize it into the presence? Through protracted contemplation and training, I eventually discerned that there indeed lies a specific location where the capacity of the creative forces I wield culminates at maximum potential.”

“Does that location happen to be…?”

“This very spot! The solitary location where the Great Cycle intersects and aligns with initial points! It is a space where circularity integrates flawlessly and magnifies the infinite cycles! While it opens up an avenue to witness those primal cycles, long concealed, previously unseen…”

I struggled to comprehend Brahma’s elaborate explanation, but to some degree, I grasped it. A tension of inquisitiveness drove me to ask,

“Is it indeed the Throne’s core that possesses these attributes of an Inheritance Site? How was that clarity achieved on your part?”

“I find no obligation to proffer forth those insights, yet…”

“Ugh…”

Employing my evident procrastination, Brahma chuckled to himself.

“My declarations were mere mirth, it turns out. While investigating this place is strictly forbidden for the uninformed, even apotheoses cannot infiltrate the trials of the Throne—anyone who steps into this sacred space is guaranteed the realization of their hopes, facilitating no purpose in securing any knowledge beyond its arms. Thus, records of such encounters are nonexistent. However, one minor loophole prevails.”

“That minor exception, you claim?”

“If such a being as myself, birthed with an innate Maker’s essence, perceives their existence devoid of the need to traverse any path—”

“…? This does not imply I’m solely lacking in comprehension; might you clarify this further?”

As I ruminated on the layers of their enquiry, Brahma, with patience, nodded.

“Please do have a seat here.”

While we were seated face-to-face, Brahma’s insights continued.

“My brothers and I were each blessed with distinctive divinities. My lying capability thrives on creation; Vishnu apprehensively maintains the existing, while Shiva possesses destruction. In factuality, our very genesis correlated to singularity; we originally melded as one in the divine seat, yet for reasons beyond understanding, we split into three upon our divine ascent.”

“Interesting, I’d scarcely even fathomed! So, throughout divine duels, couldn’t you convene as a more mighty force?”

“No, a convergence wasn’t warranted. Much like the demands for combat, there were no critically diverged abilities necessary. Retrieval of that divine seat was moot… Each of us incorporated unique divine principles, implying a potential diminishment of potency if rejoined.”

“Ahh…”

“It’s simple, actually; an understanding yields preference for shifting manners of manifestation—individual attributes amalgamated lead us to become unrivalled experts within this universe. No entity matches Vishnu’s exemplary sustenance, nor has any fathomed the extent of Shiva’s destructivity as well as he has. Wrap wrapped within, I witnessed pivotal identities while intertwining with the power of creation.”

“But what pivotal identities do you speak of?”

Brahma interlaced his forefingers once again.

“What does that creation embody? It’s resultantly bringing dimension from absence. However, in truth, exists absolute none other than the void? Certainly not! Distinct demarcations envelop existence versus absence. The creative potency surfacing from nothing drives the residing reality forth.”

“……”

In normal dialogical instances, I would have brushed aside Brahma’s proclamations as whimsical blabber. However, having extensively reflected on forgetfulness regarding emptiness, I could faintly perceive their implicit meanings. Following Brahma’s recognition that my understanding was sharpened, a satisfied demeanor flickered across his visage.

“Shall we ponder the whereabouts of this boundary? From which juncture do I lend absence to carnegie stature? Through determined meditation and practice, a special site revealing my amplified creation capacity emerged—a site I instinctively link to—”

“Could that site resemble…?”

“This very enclave! The prime locality where the Great Cycle intersects its inception points! The realm where circular edges overlap seamlessly, revealing boundless cycles before engendering these august realms previously elusive to sight…”

“Indeed, you claim this interference concerns the Throne’s center possessing those characteristics of an Inheritance Site? How did your path align towards achieving this awareness?”

“I’m under no compulsion to clarify, mind you…”

“Ugh…”

As I delayed, my pause elicited Brahma’s subtle amusement.

“Simply jesting this time. You may not know, but access to this site typically eludes the uninformed. Yet still, even the gods cannot thread through the Throne’s challenges for entry—any one who goes forth shall realize their ultimate desires, rendering any potential purpose in sharing beyond this labyrinth any success. However, there sprawls one poignant exception.”

“And that may be?”

“Should a being like me be born from the Maker God essence itself, simply possessing the essence thereof begs no traversal for realization—”

“…? I suspect this quandary does not sprout from my lack of understanding; perhaps expand upon your insights?”

As I once again processed my thoughts, Brahma maintained attentiveness and nodded.

“Please sit comfortably.”

And as we were seated together, Brahma’s thoughts continued flowing.

“Unified by indivisible divine natures, my brothers and I bear distinct courses. I claim connection to creation; Vishnu leans towards preservation; Shiva dedicates himself to destruction. In actuality, matter would deem us originally to coalesce within singularity. However, for questionable rationale, we were split during our encounters upon ascent to godhood.”

“Intriguingly so! It never even crossed my mind! Hadn’t you three scanned to fortify in equal proportions during combats among the divine?”

“There was no pressing rationale in our fusion! Combat requirements bore no profound variances. No need to recollect lost divine attributes—each us wielded unique divine capabilities originally. Some could risk dilution if we mustered as one.”

“Aha… uh.”

“Discerning individual competencies, along with their elemental potencies, yields avenues towards achieving mastery—we become unparalleled experts across realms. No entity serves as adept in Vishnu’s consistent maintenance of sustenance, nor can anyone material alike Shiva’s desperate exertion. Yet amidst these comparisons, I, Brahma, have arisen onto the primal notions of grand efforts amidst creative artistic imaginings.”

“Worth pondering on?”

Brahma deftly intertwined his fingertips.

“Creation, in itself, embodies the very crunch time likely mingling in the bower of absence and embracing its birth—a birth forged through mere absence! Yet I question: does genuine absence encompass things truly? Nay! Boundaries standing erect separate existence from absence! Whence do you perceive these incredible entities yielding to sharper definitions over conversing in matters surrounding creation?”

“……”

Under normal situations, I’d easily submit the notions proposed by Brahma as playful whispers of madness. Yet with the existence of thought trails pulsating through my psyche regarding the inquisitiveness of empty creations, I resumed courage in unveiling depths of truth that lay beneath the surface throughout those previous phrases. Upon sensing contentment backing confirmation within Brahma’s thoughts, I summoned a grin in earnest hope and continued discourse.

“Then what lies behind this potent barrier? Is there a specified locale where I draw absence into awareness?”

With lengthy contemplation manifested through the trial of my ethereal foundation, I eventually discerned a particular intersection where vestiges of my creative process embrace maximum prominence—”

“Could that proposition resonate here…?”

“Precisely! This entails the specific node where the Great Cycle endlessly dances upon its original sequence! A place guiding circular souls soaring forward, inviting realms beyond sight to flourish endlessly throughout unity—”

“I don’t believe my pondering lies elsewhere, however the crux still remains! What inkling does your wisdom abide?”

“My cognizance yields no constrictions for elucidation, however…”

“Ugh…”

Committing mental calculi, I attempted reasoning surrounding Brahma’s implications— yet intrigued in further enlightenment, I yielded my request.

“Awash from folly; enlighten me with your essence once more!”

“Ah, Needing no labyrinth within this intellect, my vitality remains under lightest scrutiny as divine acknowledgment yields essence towards this junction—”

“While ambiguity strikes; can it not symbolize our individual weakness?”

As I traversed upon these intricacies, I became barely aware of surrounding enclosures where ends intersect—as I found Brahma relieved from the greater puzzle and stood with proportions renewed.

“Let us flourish—embarking towards truths, my companion.”

“Your experience resumes as unveilings assimilate to fate’s guidance; affirm legs towards this fateful suitor!”

Responding at the edge of clarity, I followed freely behind Brahma’s firm gait. With astonishment glimmering under scattered intricacies unfurling upon our path, I sought meaning for our quests onward.

“Ready for the lustrous pursuit leading us forth, my wise confederate! Let’s tread forward across peaks of wisdom!”

“That’s the spirit! Engage as cohort’s protégé—I’ll walk your steps amidst intrigue!”