Of course, the Chronicle of Years was just talk. Aslan couldn't create something close to a narrative script like the Chronicle of Years.
The so-called Chronicle of Years was merely a metaphor to describe that what he was about to do next resembled modifying the Chronicle of Years. If possible, he didn't want to make it this complicated. But what could he do? He had been looking forward to the Cleansing for so long.
He had thought the Cleansing could freely modify reality, like writing in the Chronicle of Years, or at least reach the level of an Authority.
But in reality, the so-called Cleansing was just a ritual used to transform Devas, freeing them from weaknesses like fear of sunlight and bloodsucking. What Cain did was merely develop the original Cleansing, formulate the Primogenitor Plan, and address the Beast Vassal issue.
As for the so-called ability to modify reality, it could only be used on Itogami Island, and its reality-modification level only reached Four-Digit.
Four-Digit beings could temporarily modify and distort the world's rules through Authority, while Three-Digit beings could permanently alter the world's rules and create new ones.
Regarding this, Aslan judged that Cain had something special. With his understanding of rituals, if he were in Little Garden, it wouldn't be difficult for him to be rated as Four-Digit and create an Authority.
But the Cleansing was hard to evaluate. It was a ritual that only worked in this world, and only with the aid of Planetary Dragon Veins and Cain's altar could it achieve small-scale reality modification, essentially a life-transformation ritual.
Initially, he thought its primary ability was reality modification, but who would've guessed its true power was life transformation?
As for the so-called reality-modification ability, it specifically referred to the Holy Grail. Since Cain's altar was built on the Pacific Dragon Veins, it could harness the planet's magic.
Though the nature of magic in this world differed slightly from that in the Type-Moon world, the similarities were significant. By using specific rituals and immense magic to rewrite reality, fulfilling wishes wasn't impossible.
The best representative was the Forbidden Grimoire, which could temporarily create a world without magic with the help of Dragon Veins and stellar guidance.
This was like the true principle of magic in this world, where magic reflected one's intent into the real world.
"What's wrong, Your Excellency the Fourth Primogenitor? Why that expression since you finished reading the Cleansing data?"
After bringing back Matrix No. 10, seeing Aslan's slightly distorted expression, Natsuki couldn't hold back her laughter and said with a slightly mocking tone. She thought Aslan always acted like an all-knowing god with everything under control.
"Nothing, I just overestimated the Cleansing."
Aslan put down his tablet and sighed. He should've thought of it earlier.
If the Cleansing were truly that powerful, why would Cain need to create Primogenitors?
"But the Cleansing is interesting. At least for us, it has a different value."
Aslan picked up the black tea brewed by Veldiana, took a sip, and stuck out his tongue. "It doesn't taste as good as Natsuki-chan's."
Natsuki couldn't help but roll her eyes, raising her brows at Veldiana, who was wearing a maid outfit behind him, as if saying, "See, I was right. Your skills are lacking. Even Aslan says so."
Veldiana lowered her head in embarrassment. She had tried so hard.
"If it's not good, don't drink it. Stop wasting my tea every day. I don't have that much free time to brew tea for you."
"But are you really sure this is the Cleansing?"
Natsuki curiously picked up the tablet Aslan had set down and began reading the data sent by the three Primogenitors.
Regarding this, Aslan only shrugged helplessly. "What do you think? This is data sent by the three eyewitnesses of the Cleansing."
"Though the data on the Cleansing's ritual and magic is incomplete, through the remaining data, we can see its true function."
"So?"
Natsuki looked at him, confused. "You're planning to give up on the Cleansing you've worked so hard for?"
"Not really. I'm just a bit frustrated that what I've worked so hard for turned out to be this."
The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched slightly, and he spoke with a hint of difficulty. But what he showed more was excitement at someone else's misfortune.
"But the Cleansing is a good thing. At least for us, it has a different value."
"A ritual that can transform Devas into Demons—its value is immeasurable."
"Isn't that right, Algol, the Demon Primogenitor who killed gods and turned them into Demons?"
Beside Aslan, in a boundary invisible to anyone, a perfect purple-haired girl, Algol, showed a satisfied smile.
She thought about the impact this possibility would bring to Little Garden. A High-Grade Gift effective against gods could even be considered a path to glimpse part of Two-Digit.
However, though Algol was interested, she wouldn't easily fall into the trap Aslan had set.
"Tell me, what do you want AI-chan to do?"
Though she admitted her intelligence wasn't on par with those old-timers—otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up like this, trapped by Athena—she understood one thing: there's no free lunch in this world. Aslan was baking a big pie in front of her.
She was a bit scared to eat it now. If Aslan only found a way to free her from Athena's seal, it would just be a favor, and she'd be bossed around for a while. But if Aslan pushed her back to Three-Digit, or even Two-Digit, that favor wouldn't be easy to repay.
Most importantly, Algol didn't believe Aslan could achieve this step.
"I want AI-chan to replace Cain and take responsibility. What else?" Aslan said with a smile.
"Responsibility for what?"
Algol looked at him warily. Her instincts told her Aslan had bad intentions. This was the rhythm of a trap. If she really helped him take responsibility, her fate wouldn't be better than when she fought gods and Buddhas across three thousand worlds.
Regarding this, Aslan coughed awkwardly twice. "Responsibility for the Last Trial of Mankind, Kali Yuga, and Angra Mainyu."
After all, if Aslan let his boss, Shiroyasha, take responsibility for these two, though Shiroyasha could handle it, his fate wouldn't be great. It might not be better than when he sealed himself in a paradox game.
Aslan had some understanding of how much of a threat he created for the gods by crafting the Last Trial of Mankind, combining Kali Yuga and Angra Mainyu, and acquiring Another Cosmology Avesta.
He chose to leave Little Garden and observe other worlds, essentially to avoid risks temporarily until things calmed down in Little Garden.
"…"
Algol fell silent, staring at him. Even she was shocked by Aslan.
(So, how much trouble can he cause?)
Just hearing what Aslan did, she could see how tense Little Garden's upper echelons were now. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say Dystopia had suddenly risen again at its peak.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I can't handle a responsibility this big."
Algol didn't even ask further and shrank back into Athena's seal to play dead. Sometimes, just knowing something was extremely risky. Aslan was truly inhuman, trying to trap her to death.
"Hey, at least hear me out."
The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched. Wasn't Algol too sensitive? He hadn't even finished talking, and she was already hiding, too scared to show up.
He could only say Algol was used to being trapped. He hadn't even started digging the pit, and she had already jumped away.
"I mean, throw the responsibility to Angra Mainyu."
The corner of Aslan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
(Algol, why are you so cautious? What a pity. Otherwise, she could've completely freed herself.)
"What do you think about Cain joining the Last Trial of Mankind Angra Mainyu, who has Another Cosmology Avesta, along with Kali Yuga and part of the Absolute Evil Spirit Status?"
"Under Angra Mainyu's guidance, the Demon Primogenitor Cain turned the gods of this world into Demons, becoming a Demon Primogenitor."
"But Angra Mainyu was exiled and can't return to Little Garden. He could only let his subordinate, Cain, return."
"AI-chan, what do you think of this story?"
Aslan said very seriously, as if he were genuinely considering Algol's perspective.
"Interesting." Algol couldn't hold back a smile and spoke with great interest.
This way, it was no longer about who was trapping whom. Instead, Aslan, in a sense, had become her partner in crime. They would jointly throw the responsibility to Angra Mainyu.
Happily framing another identity of Aslan. Though she didn't know what use it was for Aslan to frame his own identity. Even making her and Algol strategic partners. This world was truly bizarre.
Of course, Angra Mainyu's identity was indeed suitable for taking responsibility. No one was more fitting than the Last Trial of Mankind.
Thus, with a fake identity and shifted responsibility, Aslan and Algol successfully evaded potential risks.
"By the way, how about we make Athena take responsibility too?" Algol couldn't help but show a wicked smile.
Did she think she had no emotions?
"Uh, better not?"
The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched.
Did she really think Athena wasn't taking responsibility?
Did Algol know who she trapped to bring out Ouroboros? Athena couldn't even save herself.
"I knew you and that ugly girl had some unclear relationship." Algol's slightly annoyed voice sounded in Aslan's mind. "I'm your partner, and I was the first to know your secret, so why…"
"Don't start again!"
The corner of Aslan's mouth twitched.
Where did Algol learn this white-on-white drama? Somehow, it made him look like a scumbag.
"Do you think Athena isn't taking responsibility?" Aslan said in a low voice in Algol's ear. He also felt a bit sorry for Athena. She had been quite kind to him, after all.
"Good, that's you." Algol couldn't help but give a thumbs-up.
Hearing that Athena, that ugly girl, didn't escape her fate of taking responsibility, Algol felt greatly relieved.
"Don't make me sound like a harbinger of disaster." Aslan felt Algol had misunderstood him. He never intended to drag anyone into this, okay?
But who knew things would turn out like this? Most of this responsibility was actually Athena's own doing. Aslan just went with the flow and took advantage of the chaos.
"By the way, is Cain's Spirit Status okay? Don't let him take the credit later."
"Hmm, who do you think Cain's other identity is?" Algol said confidently, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Whoa!"
Aslan couldn't help but give a thumbs-up. He hadn't thought of this. Who could've guessed that the famous Cain was another identity of Algol, the Demon Star?
Indeed, no one in Little Garden could be underestimated. Even Algol, the craziest and most incomprehensible Problem Child trapped by Athena, had another identity.
In the Dawn Era, when Algol declared war on gods and Buddhas and spread monsters, she was the one who tempted Cain to fall. After all, she was the primordial demon Lilith. Of course, she had to do her job.