"Let me go!"
"No!"
"So what do I have to do for you to let me go, Nyaruko?"
Aslan said resignedly. Honestly, who would want to be targeted by a Cthulhu Mythos Outer God?
Especially when it was this incarnation of Nyarlathotep herself.
Aslan would sooner believe that Queen Halloween and the White Night Demon Lord could get along than believe that Nyaruko genuinely didn't want to cause trouble.
"Unless Darling agrees to take me out of this world."
After all, not every god possessed the ability to cross worlds. Even Little Garden itself was the result of cooperation among multiple pantheons.
Even within Little Garden, only a few deities could independently traverse worlds.
And especially for them—original Outer Gods from the Type-Moon world.
"Alright, alright, fine! When I return next time, I'll take you out of this world!"
Aslan groaned, his head spinning.
But he'd only commit to taking Nyaruko out—whether she could enter Little Garden or not was another matter entirely.
In Little Garden, there was even a Cthulhu cultist faction, but because they were too chaotic and their worldview wasn't grounded in Human History, neither Little Garden nor Human History accepted them.
They seemed to be blocked outside by heavenly armies. Although Evil Gods existed in Little Garden, there were no Outer Gods, Elder Gods, or similar entities.
So Aslan decided to leave that problem to the heavenly forces. Wasn't that their job anyway?
"Darling is so kind to me~"
As she spoke, Nyaruko lunged at him, rubbing her face against him like an emotionally overwhelmed girl.
But Aslan kept a blank expression, desperately trying to push her away with his hands—unsuccessfully.
If only he could ignore the indescribable essence of this girl, and disregard their current surroundings, perhaps he could accept it.
But the problem was, Aslan couldn't ignore it. His face showed nothing short of a death-wish expression…
Sorry, but his tastes remained human—he couldn't accept the aesthetics of an indescribable entity.
But what could he do?
It was his fault for being too careless and underestimating the depth of the Type-Moon world.
Indeed, in any world connected to a multiverse, one should never be too reckless.
Ironically, the world Aslan feared most—the Servant verse—he hadn't encountered. Instead, he ran into Nyaruko.
He had even willingly crashed into her. Foolishly, while unifying Sakura's Spirit Status, he caught sight of Nyarlathotep's divinity within BB Summer.
Aslan's feelings right now were like seeing two overlapping selves from different worlds.
The sensation of simultaneously perceiving a beautiful girl and an indescribable entity.
"Fine, just get inside first."
As he spoke, Aslan pulled out a Creature card and said to Nyaruko:
"Get in first. When I return to Little Garden, I'll smuggle you in too."
Nyaruko obediently stepped into the card.
Aslan wiped sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, and calmed himself.
Deceiving a Three-Digit existence—especially one from beyond the world—was far too nerve-wracking for him.
As for whether Nyaruko had truly fallen in love with him—love at first sight—Did he believe it? Aslan didn't.
This Nyaruko had almost openly admitted she modeled her avatar after watching the anime Nyarko-san: Another Crawling Chaos.
If Aslan believed it, he'd truly become a troublemaker.
Even if it was love at first sight, it was Cthulhu-style love at first sight—and frankly, Aslan couldn't bear such a heavy burden.
Although back when he watched Nyarko-san, he'd been quite envious of the protagonist.
But now that the real Nyaruko had actually appeared beside him?
Nyarlathotep, please go as far away from him as possible.
Sorry, but Aslan preferred to keep his distance.
For now, he just hoped to return safely—without having to "die" and then "resurrect."
"Let's go. This Root vortex is truly not a good place!"
[Wait, don't leave yet]
"???"
So… was this going to end or not?
Aslan froze, ready to curse—but after seeing information that seemed to come directly from Little Garden's Central Core,
He immediately swallowed the swear words forming in his mouth.
"Big sis Central Core, is there something special here?"
Aslan scratched his head in confusion. While the Root vortex was special, wasn't it insufficient reason for Little Garden's Central Core itself to appear?
[True Star Creation.]
"You mean… this Root vortex is True Star Creation?"
Aslan felt as if a mountain of treasure had dropped on his head, leaving him slightly dizzy.
Yet it made sense. Everything in the Type-Moon world flowed and evolved from the Root vortex.
Meaning the entire Type-Moon Multiverse was merely the output of this vortex.
Thus, the Root vortex deserved to be called True Star Creation.
Then what exactly is True Star Creation?
The most essential True Treasure in the creation of Little Garden's universe is [Star Creation: The Original Star].
And even Another Cosmology—the highest True Treasure in Little Garden, whose power can destroy an entire universe—still stands two levels below True Star Creation.
Another Cosmology → True Cosmology → True Star Creation.
Still, Aslan quickly calmed down. After all, the Root vortex was already here, and he lacked the ability to move it.
This Root vortex wasn't like a Holy Grail—something usable immediately upon acquisition.
Wait, if so, could the Holy Grail itself be considered True Star Creation?
Maybe that was what Aslan should've been striving for.
As for this Root vortex—it had existed here for countless billions of years, and no one had ever succeeded in purifying and taking it away.
It was estimated only a Two-Digit being could possibly carry the Root vortex.
[Yes.]
"So… you want it?"
Aslan asked curiously. He didn't understand why Little Garden's Central Core had suddenly appeared.
Could it be asking for help again?
[Star creation. Clone. New Central Core.]
"You mean… making this Root vortex into your clone?"
Aslan seemed to grasp Central Core's idea.
Most likely, Little Garden's Central Core didn't want to die—because Little Garden, in a certain sense, wouldn't last much longer.
Some gods and buddhas already planned to destroy the current Little Garden and create a new one, meaning the old Central Core would certainly be eliminated.
Moreover, Little Garden's Central Core was bound by rules set by the gods and buddhas, leaving it powerless to resist.
So, driven by survival instinct, it sought a sliver of hope—a backup clone was better than none.
Of course, there was another reason: this world's solar system and Human History bore extremely high similarity to the Human History observed by Little Garden.
Elements from various mythologies were also quite complete.
It could serve as a backup Human History. Once the old Little Garden and its Human History were destroyed, a new Little Garden—free from the gods' and buddhas' restrictive rules—could be rapidly established.
One might call it shedding old skin and embracing a fresh beginning.
But since when had Little Garden's Central Core become so clever?