I stood before the altar of the church, facing the apostle who stood in the corridor.

Says the Apostle.

"We have certainly seen your will to respect the will of men and to see clashes as a process of growth"

I saw it. That means you wanted to make sure.

To demons, to ice dragons, to evil gods, to strife between people.

Now aboard his invitation to confront him like this, I decided to ask.

"After all, what do you want?

To my question, the Apostle answers in the same way as usual.

"We want to protect this world from the disaster that will eventually come. But in the world, they'll crush it easily."

After saying so much, the Apostle lays down his eyes and drips his head.

"I want you to unite the world."

The answer is yes.

But I didn't give a definite answer and asked instead.

"If you say no, what are you going to do?

He didn't think I'd honestly agree.

The Apostle lifts his head and smiles with a worrying smile.

"You are sweet. I am the owner of a heart that is so gentle that I do it for myself and for others."

I'm about to utter a denial to an interpretation that's too convenient.

But to that way of saying no words of denial, I decided to wait for the words to continue.

"What will you do when so many evil gods arise and the whole world is filled with demons?"

The Apostle lays down his eyes and speaks.

... as if mourning someone.

"The weak will die. Those who have power will eventually do their best....... there is no growth there. There is no future. Grief and mourning fill the world, despair and hatred create new demons"

The Apostle slowly opens his eyes and looks to me.

"What will you do then? … what do you do"

The Apostle, whatever he may be, speaks of doubt.

At that time, the diminution of photogen dimmed the hall, and the light poured down on me only with the light from the skylight above my head.

As if waiting for this moment, the Apostle droops his head deeply...... begging.

"Please, save the world. - - Goddess."