Genshin Impact: I, Heavenly Principle, Will Make Teyvat Supreme

Above Kyoroch, the second-largest city in the empire, a colossal blue crystal gate appeared in the sky.

The gate was so enormous that everyone who saw it could only think of one thing:

This was the Gate to the Divine Realm where the gods resided.

Countless people in this world looked up at the massive gate, which had appeared alongside the ethereal balance and was undeniably real.

"Good heavens! A god! It's truly a god! The gods really exist!"

"The God of Justice and Water! The God of Justice!"

"A god… You've finally appeared!"

"God of Justice, have You finally descended because You can no longer tolerate the darkness of this nation?"

The downtrodden, exploited, and slaughtered people—those trampled by the empire's nobles and elites—cried tears of joy as they looked at the divine miracle visible to the entire world. Some shouted, some sobbed uncontrollably.

Most ordinary people of the lower classes knew that the thousand-year-old empire had already rotted to its core. The nobles and imperial executioners endlessly devised new ways to exploit and oppress the commoners.

The powerless ordinary people had no means of resistance. Forget the Teigu users—even a mere squad leader of the imperial army could easily massacre an entire village.

In the eyes of the empire's nobles and executioners, ordinary people were no different from livestock raised for slaughter.

Hunting humans for sport, raising young girls only to torment and kill them for entertainment—these were but appetizers.

Every imaginable depravity and darkness of humanity constantly occurred at the hands of the empire's nobles and executioners.

Ordinary people, powerless to resist, could only flee or endure enslavement.

But now, in this corrupt and dark world, the God of Justice had pierced through the darkness with a voice that cut to the bone and a power that reigned supreme.

To those suffocating in the blackness, longing for light, this moment was like a drowning person grasping a lifeline. Instinctively, they wanted to cry out and move toward it.

Deep in the mountains outside the Imperial Capital.

Here lay the headquarters of the Revolutionary Army's assassination group, Night Raid.

A stern woman with short, crisp white hair, clad in a suit designed for ease of movement, and a mechanical right arm looked up at the sky in shock. Words escaped her lips involuntarily:

"Queen of All Waters, Kindreds, Peoples and Laws, the God of Justice and Water! This power that covers the entire sky—it really is a god!"

Once a highly regarded general in the empire's military, she knew that even Teigu users did not possess such immense power.

Not even the so-called Ultimate Teigu, which claimed to hold the power of the gods, could possibly exhibit a force that shook the entire world.

She had seen that woman whose strength was said to be second only to the Ultimate Teigu.

Even that woman's power was not one ten-thousandth of this divine might.

A tall, golden-haired woman with a vibrant and bold demeanor stared in awe: "The God of Justice and Water, and that balance, as well as that watery gate?"

As the wielder of the Teigu Lionelle , she sensed far more than other Teigu users.

The divine power resonating within her soul magnified continuously, while scenes of her tricking naive country bumpkins out of their money in the capital transformed into a spear of justice, as if it were relentlessly piercing her.

"Could it be that the empire's corruption and darkness have finally gone too far, to the point that even a god could no longer stand it and descended?"

The golden-haired woman clutched her pounding chest, gasping for breath.

Even she, someone who merely dabbled in petty theft, felt as though she would die from the spear piercing her heart. One could only imagine how those executioners of the Imperial Capital, guilty of heinous sins, would feel.

A pink twin-tailed girl stared blankly at the massive balance and gate in the sky. "The God of Justice… Focalors…"

As she felt the rays of light streaming down from the golden clouds and landing gently on her face, it was as though the wounds of her past—those inflicted when she was bullied as a mixed-blood child—were being healed by a warm, soothing hand.

...

The man with the spiked hair, clad in armor, snapped back to his senses, breathing heavily, his voice filled with excitement and exhilaration as he shouted, "A god! Without a doubt, only a god could wield such power! Boss, what should we do next?"

The God of Justice—this was truly the God of Justice.

What was it that Night Raid carried out their assassination missions for? It was for the justice in their hearts.

Now, the God of Justice had appeared before their very eyes.

How could he not be excited?

A girl with long black hair, a cold expression, and crimson-red eyes also turned toward their leader.

Najenda took a deep breath, suppressing the rapid beating of her heart.

She understood exactly what the appearance of the God of Justice meant.

The descent of the God of Justice could only be for justice.

The heavens had changed—completely changed.

Hadn't they heard what the god had proclaimed?

"To deliver the judgment of justice upon this decaying world."

Najenda said, "The whole world must be feeling this immense divine power. I'll inform the Revolutionary Army immediately, and then we'll set out… to seek an audience with the God of Justice!"

The miracle in the sky had not yet disappeared. Najenda relayed the information to the Revolutionary Army. They, too, wanted answers regarding the god and the miracle. Night Raid was tasked with investigating the god's gate of descent.

The Imperial Capital.

If the evils of this world could be ranked, then the Imperial Capital's sins had reached a peak on the verge of eruption.

The capital had become nothing more than a playground for the nobles, wealthy merchants, and executioners raised by the nobility.

The guilty ones, their faces twisted in fear, kept their heads lowered, trembling in the presence of divine power and the will of justice. They dared not even look at the god's scales or the gate; they couldn't even bear to gaze at the golden sky.

Some, whose sins were unforgivable, were so terrified that they soiled themselves without realizing it.

The Palace.

Prime Minister Honest stared at the divine miracle in the sky, the meat he held in his hand long since dropped to the floor. His pant legs were soaked, the result of his loss of control.

His layers of fat trembled uncontrollably, as though he had already been judged beneath the god's scales.

A god! A god! There really are gods in this world!

As someone who knew the power of the Primeval Teigu, the Supreme Throne, he had believed that was the power of a god.

But under this divine might that enveloped the world, the Supreme Throne was not even a fraction of a fraction of this power.

What kind of god was this? The God of Justice! And what had the god said?

"To deliver the judgment of justice upon this decaying world?"

Honest's eyes shrank to pinpoints, his soul trembling with fear.

"Prime Minister Honest? Prime Minister Honest?"

It wasn't until one of his lackeys called to him several times that he snapped out of his terrified stupor.

"W-what?"

"His Majesty is calling for you."

The young emperor, looking at Honest's soiled state, frowned. "Prime Minister Honest, are you feeling unwell? You actually urinated in the throne room."

"Haha… hahaha…" Some of the civil officials who opposed Honest sneered at him, but that was all they could do. The emperor's trust in Honest far outweighed their influence.

Honest glared coldly at the mocking officials before turning back with a sycophantic expression. "Your Majesty, I have indeed been suffering from an upset stomach lately. I must have made a fool of myself before Your Majesty. Why did you summon me?"

The young emperor nodded. "Prime Minister Honest, you eat meat every day; of course, it's bad for your health. But that's not the issue. It seems the voice of the god just now wasn't exactly praising me."

"Prime Minister Honest, you are so wise. Do you know what this means?"

Honest's pupils trembled, his back soaked with cold sweat. Forcing himself to appear composed, he said, "It seemed to be a god named… something like Fo... The God of Justice, I believe. Surely, that divine might was unleashed to punish those rebellious Revolutionary Army traitors!"

"Please don't worry, Your Majesty. You are a benevolent ruler. The god's descent will surely bring even greater prosperity to the empire."

Though his mouth spun lies, even he didn't believe that the god had come to help the empire.

The God of Justice—no one knew better than Honest what state the empire was in.

The god was very likely aligned against the empire.

At this thought, his entire body of fat continued to tremble, and cold sweat poured down his back.

Such terrifying divine power was something no Teigu user could possibly contend with.

While he was the root cause of the empire's corruption, he was no fool.

The god had descended.

If the god opposed the empire, then the empire's days were surely numbered.

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