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Maou Gakuin Discussion Thread

Yes but domains with R>F, is possible? 🤨 :unsure:
Well, If All domains are equal, and Land of Traces is merely a dream, I see that as a possibility based on those qualifications.

I don't see the other domains being a dream itself, just equally inferior to the Azure sky, not that they are inferior to the gods themselves. I think it's more so that the past itself is merely dreams/memories and have no effect on the Gods or Misfits themselves, and the land of traces is a collection of all of that in one place, which is a dreamworld.
 
Ok Good luck with that wank 😭😭
You think calling it a wank will stop me? :devilish:
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Well, If All domains are equal, and Land of Traces is merely a dream, I see that as a possibility based on those qualifications.

I don't see the other domains being a dream itself, just equally inferior to the Azure sky, not that they are inferior to the gods themselves. I think it's more so that the past itself is merely dreams/memories and have no effect on the Gods or Misfits themselves, and the land of traces is a collection of all of that in one place, which is a dreamworld.
But how Order considers domains?
And the Great Order, Great Order is Eques Order right? He was awake before the Vol 10, I read a unformed consciousness?
 
So Source is in another plane? IIRC only with some magic you can interact with but no about different dimension.
The source is inside the abyss. I'm trying to find a description of the abyss as a dimension/space, but I couldn't find anything in the first 9 volumes.
I found a passage describing "Abyss" as a "place," but it doesn't specify whether "place" can be considered a spatial dimension.
Misha looked at me, pure sincerity in her eyes. Exposing the state of my body and source would be like exposing myself to danger. Although she was a trusted subordinate, it wasn’t something I could do readily.
“It’s not like I can hide anything from you anyway,” I conceded.
Misha’s Magic Eyes were extremely sharp. She might even be able to see into the abyss of my source without any assistance one day. The more she stared into the abyss, the more that sharpness would be refined.
In which case, showing her my source now would lead to her growth. “Like this?”
I dispelled the majority of the wards covering the depths of my source, exposing myself to her. “You should be able to see easily with those Eyes of yours.”
She blinked a few times before lowering her gaze onto my abyss.
“Poor thing...” she mumbled, petting my head gently. “Your source is a
mess.”
“It took quite some effort to overcome Egil Grone Angdroa.” After all, the spell was intended to destroy the world. “You’re barely holding it together with your magic.”
I should’ve expected she would see that.
“Just until I get used to the new shape of my source. There’s nothing else that can be done for now.”
Misha looked pained. Even though it even wasn’t her own pain.
“Things were always like this two thousand years ago. It was rarer to fight in perfect condition.”
“I can fix it up a little.”
Magic circles appeared in her eyes—her Magic Eyes of Creation. A fake Delsgade had probably formed in the sky overhead.
“Perhaps so, but you should refrain from doing so.” “Why?”
“Destruction constantly seeps from my source, seeking to destroy the world.
Your Magic Eyes of Creation may be able to alter my source into a more desirable state, but the burden on your own source will be greater as a result. You’d be taking on my exhaustion in my place.”
Misha stared at me quietly.
“It’s the Demon King’s exhaustion. Any normal person would die,” I added.
She quietly reached out and touched my cheek. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “Let me bear a little of it.”
There was firm determination in her Eyes. It didn’t seem like there was anything I could say to convince her otherwise.
“Can I touch you deeper?” she asked. “Do as you wish.”
Misha’s Magic Eyes of Creation peered into my abyss.
The sensation of her fingers stroking my cheeks felt like she was stroking the magic of her gaze deep into my source. In doing so, my exhaustion eased little by little, restoring the shape of my distorted source.
“Arcana was the Goddess of Absurdity,” she mumbled as she healed me, “so what are Sasha and I?”
“I don’t know.”
Ceris had called the Magic Eyes of Omneity the Magic Eyes of Absurdity.
Arcana said she had seen their Eyes before. How did those two facts connect? Or was everything a lie?
At this stage, there was no way of knowing.
“But there’s no doubt you’re my irreplaceable friend and follower,” I said. “That will never change, so the past has nothing for you to fear.”
Misha smiled gently, as though those were the words she had been wanting to hear.
“You’re too kind, Anos,” she whispered.
Her magic was draining from her rapidly. Staring directly into the abyss of my source of destruction should have been agonizing in itself, yet she was trying to correct its shape at the same time.
“Leave it at that. I feel much better already.”
I tried to sit up, but Misha held me down with her small hands.
“No. Stop moving,” she said, moving my head back onto her lap with a smile. “This is my reward.”
“Pain is your reward?”
She shook her head from side to side. “I don’t get to help you very often.” “I admire your loyalty, but I’m not so weak that I need my follower to
shoulder my pain.”
“It doesn’t hurt,” she said quietly, voice whispering in my ear. “Because I get to touch your deepest place.
Hmm. She’s not making any sense.
“That doesn’t sound like a reason to me.”
After blinking a few times, she replied quietly, “It’s something only I get to do.”
“Well, I suppose I’ve never allowed anyone else to do as they please with my source.”
Even if I wanted to, they’d need to have Misha’s level of Magic Eyes and creation magic.
You allowed me into your deepest place and showed me everything,” she said with a smile. Noticing my concern for her pain, she put on a more cheerful front. “It’s like I get to have everyone’s Demon King all to myself.”
At least just for now, she added happily.
In the end, Misha petted me gently until morning arrived.
 
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The source is inside the abyss. I'm trying to find a description of the abyss as a dimension/space, but I couldn't find anything in the first 9 volumes.
I found a passage describing "Abyss" as a "place," but it doesn't specify whether "place" can be considered a spatial dimension.
Misha looked at me, pure sincerity in her eyes. Exposing the state of my body and source would be like exposing myself to danger. Although she was a trusted subordinate, it wasn’t something I could do readily.
“It’s not like I can hide anything from you anyway,” I conceded.
Misha’s Magic Eyes were extremely sharp. She might even be able to see into the abyss of my source without any assistance one day. The more she stared into the abyss, the more that sharpness would be refined.
In which case, showing her my source now would lead to her growth. “Like this?”
I dispelled the majority of the wards covering the depths of my source, exposing myself to her. “You should be able to see easily with those Eyes of yours.”
She blinked a few times before lowering her gaze onto my abyss.
“Poor thing...” she mumbled, petting my head gently. “Your source is a
mess.”
“It took quite some effort to overcome Egil Grone Angdroa.” After all, the spell was intended to destroy the world. “You’re barely holding it together with your magic.”
I should’ve expected she would see that.
“Just until I get used to the new shape of my source. There’s nothing else that can be done for now.”
Misha looked pained. Even though it even wasn’t her own pain.
“Things were always like this two thousand years ago. It was rarer to fight in perfect condition.”
“I can fix it up a little.”
Magic circles appeared in her eyes—her Magic Eyes of Creation. A fake Delsgade had probably formed in the sky overhead.
“Perhaps so, but you should refrain from doing so.” “Why?”
“Destruction constantly seeps from my source, seeking to destroy the world.
Your Magic Eyes of Creation may be able to alter my source into a more desirable state, but the burden on your own source will be greater as a result. You’d be taking on my exhaustion in my place.”
Misha stared at me quietly.
“It’s the Demon King’s exhaustion. Any normal person would die,” I added.
She quietly reached out and touched my cheek. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “Let me bear a little of it.”
There was firm determination in her Eyes. It didn’t seem like there was anything I could say to convince her otherwise.
“Can I touch you deeper?” she asked. “Do as you wish.”
Misha’s Magic Eyes of Creation peered into my abyss.
The sensation of her fingers stroking my cheeks felt like she was stroking the magic of her gaze deep into my source. In doing so, my exhaustion eased little by little, restoring the shape of my distorted source.
“Arcana was the Goddess of Absurdity,” she mumbled as she healed me, “so what are Sasha and I?”
“I don’t know.”
Ceris had called the Magic Eyes of Omneity the Magic Eyes of Absurdity.
Arcana said she had seen their Eyes before. How did those two facts connect? Or was everything a lie?
At this stage, there was no way of knowing.
“But there’s no doubt you’re my irreplaceable friend and follower,” I said. “That will never change, so the past has nothing for you to fear.”
Misha smiled gently, as though those were the words she had been wanting to hear.
“You’re too kind, Anos,” she whispered.
Her magic was draining from her rapidly. Staring directly into the abyss of my source of destruction should have been agonizing in itself, yet she was trying to correct its shape at the same time.
“Leave it at that. I feel much better already.”
I tried to sit up, but Misha held me down with her small hands.
“No. Stop moving,” she said, moving my head back onto her lap with a smile. “This is my reward.”
“Pain is your reward?”
She shook her head from side to side. “I don’t get to help you very often.” “I admire your loyalty, but I’m not so weak that I need my follower to
shoulder my pain.”
“It doesn’t hurt,” she said quietly, voice whispering in my ear. “Because I get to touch your deepest place.
Hmm. She’s not making any sense.
“That doesn’t sound like a reason to me.”
After blinking a few times, she replied quietly, “It’s something only I get to do.”
“Well, I suppose I’ve never allowed anyone else to do as they please with my source.”
Even if I wanted to, they’d need to have Misha’s level of Magic Eyes and creation magic.
You allowed me into your deepest place and showed me everything,” she said with a smile. Noticing my concern for her pain, she put on a more cheerful front. “It’s like I get to have everyone’s Demon King all to myself.”
At least just for now, she added happily.
In the end, Misha petted me gently until morning arrived.
Cause it's not a different place/dimension, it is the essence of a person. "Abyss" is just the depth of the essence.
 
Cause it's not a different place/dimension, it is the essence of a person. "Abyss" is just the depth of the essence.
On the second thought everyone in the series sould get immortality type 9 cause of the Fire Dew linked to one source.
 
Too late. If the wanking material is coming next year, then the wanking should have started ten years prior. Materials come and go, arguments are created and destroyed, but the wanking shall continue forever; the pillar of the Maou shall never cease.
For wank we shall wank till Anos is H1A / above tiering
 
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