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

"What a sight... This is my first time seeing something like this."

Noah activated his "God's Eye"—a divine perspective that transcended dimensions and viewed the multiverse from on high.

From his perspective, the Teyvat Universe appeared like a many-tentacled creature, with the tendrils of the Chains of Divine Order reaching deep into the superdimensional realm. The ends of the chains were coiled around a vast Plane World.

That Plane World struggled fiercely, but no matter how it resisted, it could not shake off the Chains of Divine Order. Worse, its internal rules were gradually being assimilated.

The Will of the World let out a tragic wail—audible only to beings of Noah's level—as if crying in despair before inevitable death.

This Plane World was enormous. While its rule density matched that of the DxD World, its spacetime attributes were exceptional.

Its material realm alone was as vast as a full solar system.

And in the river of time and space, it housed numerous parallel worlds—and continued to spawn new alternate realities.

In short, the world was structurally complex and contradictory.

It contained elements like the Ouroboros, the Kabbalah, as well as the authorities of Space, Time, and Fate. While these Authorities were of low quality, it had all the components a complete universe should possess.

At the edge of spacetime lay a cosmic miniature—a true, developing universe.

"So... it wants everything just because it has all the elements? Isn't that a bit naive?"

Noah narrowed his gaze, analyzing more closely—and what he saw startled him.

He had always known the Campione world was unique, populated with countless parallel universes. He had assumed the World Will merely aspired to travel the endless Plane World path.

But upon closer inspection, he realized something astonishing.

The World Will was instinctively attempting to evolve into a proto-multiverse.

That was too ambitious. Even with all its perfect components, achieving such a feat would require immense time and could severely stall the development of internal civilizations.

"So it believes that infinite potential and eternal form guarantee multiversal ascension?"

Noah now understood how this World Will operated.

Eternal lifespan, complete structural elements—it would grow slowly, sure, and its civilizations would face many problems.

But, in theory, all problems could eventually be resolved—though at the cost of infinite time.

Logically, the system wasn't flawed.

But there was a problem.

In the endless superdimension, countless terrifying entities roamed freely. Who could guarantee one of them, like an Outer God, wouldn't take interest in such a complete world and decide to "snack" on it?

And now, that was precisely what had happened.

Noah hadn't just spotted it—he intended to devour it whole.

In the superdimensional realm, time meant little. But growth still needed to be swift, or unpredictable disasters could occur.

Even a Single Universe-class world couldn't guarantee safety. An ultra-universal entity could pass by and casually pluck out its core.

Noah looked at the struggling Campione World and moved a finger.

The Cosmic Nexus amplified the assimilation strength of the Chains of Divine Order.

The chains began emitting pure Teyvat-based rules, rapidly assimilating the local Campione rules.

Weaker laws fell before stronger ones. Though the Campione World was a top-tier Plane World with hints of cosmic potential, it could not resist true cosmic law.

There was a clear hierarchy among laws.

Worlds still in the Plane stage possessed Plane-level rules.

Worlds in the Cosmic stage wielded Cosmic-level laws.

And that was a whole tier above.

Once the rules of the Campione World were fully assimilated, it officially became an "enclave" of the Teyvat Universe.

Now that the Teyvat Universe had reached the cosmic level, it no longer required systems to aid in world assimilation.

The moment Teyvat formed its "Cosmic Nexus," it inherently gained the ability to assimilate and annex other worlds.

The Teyvat beings who traveled to other worlds served as anchor points for the Cosmic Nexus, pinning down the target world.

Most of those familiar "transmigrators"—those so-called fellow earthlings—were essentially the same.

Transmigrators without systems were anchor points sent by Earth itself.

Once a transmigrator stood at the pinnacle of their new world, Earth would begin assimilating that world.

That's the truth behind many transmigration stories.

And now, the Teyvat Universe was instinctively doing just that.

...

At this moment, the Cosmic Nexus had already assimilated 30% of the Campione World's rules, and the speed was accelerating.

When assimilation reached 10%, the Nexus had automatically triggered the "True Name Contest."

The gods of the Campione World were stunned the moment their world was invaded.

The invading power was far too strong and high-level. Before it, they were like infants—utterly helpless.

After all, gods themselves were the embodiment of world rules. To assimilate the rules of a world was to assimilate its gods.

When the "True Name Contest" mechanism appeared, the gods finally understood what was happening.

A world many times stronger than theirs was devouring them. They would become gods of that greater world.

However, the Teyvat Universe possessed the same myths and divine origins.

And the same true name could only belong to one god—because a true name carried the power of origin.

The victor in this contest would claim all myths and legends tied to that name.

The loser, stripped of all stories and recognition, would be demoted to the lowest rank of divinity.

In their terms, that meant falling from godhood to a powerless deity stripped of all Authority.

—The Divine Realm of the Campione World—

This was where all gods resided, each having shaped their own domain according to the myths humans had woven for them.

Takamagahara, Mount Olympus...

All the gods stared in terror at the divine sky as countless falling stars rained upon the realm.

But those weren't stars—they were the gods of the Teyvat Universe.

They had arrived to claim victory in the True Name Contest.

Olympus:

[My true name is Nyx, one of the five primordial gods of Greek mythology. Whoever shares my mythic origin—come forth and face me!]

Takamagahara:

[I am Amaterasu, here to claim my name in the True Name Contest.]

Every Teyvat god who needed to contest their name descended onto their designated battleground.

But things were much worse in the Heaven of the Cross Faith.

Dozens of powerful auras descended at once.

Among them, more than a dozen were so overwhelming that even Yahweh felt nothing but despair.

"My true name is Morax. Whoever shares my name, step forward and face me."

"I am Barbatos..."

"My true name is Focalors."

"I am Buer."

"Marchosius."

One by one, divine figures announced their names.

Yahweh looked up at the host of descending figures like a terrified child on the verge of tears.

Utter weakness and helplessness were written all over her face.

Surely not—she wasn't even the strongest god in her domain. Those "72 Pillar" demons were all actually gods from other pantheons merely wearing her label.

Dozens of overwhelming divine auras pressed down on the angels of Heaven, making it impossible for them to even flap their wings.

These angels were all Subordinate Gods—beings fundamentally different from true gods. If the true god they were bound to ceased to exist, they would vanish as well.

Terrified, the angels looked up at the sky above Heaven, where dozens of terrifying divine beings radiated divine might.

More than a dozen of them were far more terrifying than even their own master, Yahweh.

In this world, the most powerful god was the Goddess of Fate, a being comparable to a First-tier Primary God in Teyvat—perhaps even strong among those of that tier.

She was the original deity of fate, the archetype of all mythological gods of destiny, the mover of all destinies, including those of the gods.

Apart from her, no other gods in the Campione world exceeded the Second-tier Primary God level—a massive gap.

Now, faced with dozens of gods equal to or far beyond her, including some who rivaled the Goddess of Fate herself...

Yahweh timidly raised her hand and said weakly, "Actually... the number of gods in the divine realm isn't as vast as the human myths suggest. The Seventy-Two Pillars of Demons are actually gods from other pantheons just bearing borrowed names."

For example, Baal—also known as Ba'al or Bel—was the Phoenician king of gods, Melqart. When the Cross Faith spread to Phoenician territories, Melqart was demoted into a demon.

The gods of Teyvat descended from the sky.

This world was destined to be assimilated by the Teyvat Universe. The gods had not come to destroy or slaughter.

There was no need for violence. The True Name Contest forbade killing.

Every god here would become part of Teyvat's foundation in the future. If avoidable, none should be slain.

And if death was necessary, it had to follow Teyvat's divine laws.

Seeing that the gods had not attacked, Yahweh let out a breath of relief. If the True Name Contest hadn't assured her she wouldn't be killed outright, she might have fled.

But escape was impossible. Once the contest began, she could not run.

Buer, a Third-tier Supreme God, stepped forward as the acting commander.

Looking at the trembling Yahweh, she said calmly:

"I've reviewed this world's situation. You don't have nearly as many gods as your myths claim. And that puts you in a very bad position."

Yahweh nearly burst into tears. As a god, she understood their predicament perfectly.

It was indeed dire.

In ancient times, long before humanity, the gods had already existed. But they had no names, no forms, and were not even considered gods then.

Each of them was a unique, formless being.

As early humans gained sentience, they began noticing these entities.

While these beings threatened humanity with their power, they also helped them. The two races gradually formed a relationship.

The sages of humankind, realizing the danger of these powerful forces, invented the ritual of "myth."

They gave the gods names and wove legends around them, worshipping them as all-knowing, eternal beings.

At first, the gods scoffed, believing it to be meaningless.

But the collective will of humanity was stronger than them.

The myth-making ritual became real. Divine Authorities and power were born.

And from that point, the gods could no longer remain calm.

No matter how unique they were, they were still lifeforms.

And all life must eventually face death.

Once a god accepted a myth and received Authority, they could attain "eternity." The gods could not resist such temptation.

It was a grand era.

Humanity gained a way to restrain divine power, and in return, the gods gained eternal existence.

From then on, gods could act only within the boundaries defined by myth. They could neither bless nor punish humans outside their designated domains.

Humans couldn't change the gods, but they could change the myths—and thereby influence the gods themselves.

Conflicts between gods even gave rise to the Godslayers.

As cultures evolved, myths changed, and so did the names, authorities, and domains of the gods.

This led to gods accumulating multiple true names.

More names meant more Authority, more power.

Incidentally, the "Heretic Gods" were merely projections of a god using a specific name, only carrying powers related to that name.

So in the past, having many true names was a blessing.

But in the True Name Contest, it was a curse.

It meant more gods would line up to challenge you for each shared name.

And during the contest, you could only use the Authority linked to the name being contested.

Thus, those with many names would face wave after wave of rivals.

And worse, their opponents were cosmic gods—whose Authorities and laws were fundamentally superior.

Winning would be extremely difficult. Over 90% of gods would likely lose over 90% of their true names, or even lose them all and revert to their original, powerless state.

After a nerve-racking exchange with Buer, Yahweh finally confirmed there was currently no other "Yahweh" in the cosmos. She let out a deep sigh of relief.

Though she also held the names "Jehovah" and "Holy Spirit," humans had created the Trinity myth, which grouped those names under a single identity.

If another Yahweh had shown up, she would undoubtedly lose in a direct contest.

She had narrowly escaped, but her subordinate gods weren't so lucky.

Gabriel, Michael, Metatron—all were forced into contests with their Teyvat counterparts.

All across the divine realm, the True Name Contest had officially begun.

...

The "Voice of the Cosmos" rang out across the entire divine realm:

[Gift Game Name: True Name Contest]

Across the myriad worlds, myths and legends overlap.

True names among gods often repeat, yet "Authority," "Law," "Truth," and "Concept" are singular.

If a true name is shared, one must be false.

The Teyvat Universe shall permit only one bearer of each true name.

The victor shall seize all legends, myths, and Authorities tied to the true name.

The defeated shall lose all tied to that name, and be demoted according to their remaining names. At worst, they shall become the lowest-rank deity.

Participants: All gods of Teyvat, all gods of the Campione World.

Victory Conditions: 1. Defeat the opponent. 2. Opponent surrenders.

Organizer: The Heavenly Principle

Start Time: Effective immediately

Note: All interpretation rights reserved by the Heavenly Principle.

...

Meanwhile, on the Godslayer version of Earth—

Noah strolled the streets of Milan, Italy, glancing up at the sky.

A blue meteor streaked across the sky and fell to earth.

"Oh~ So soon? A god has already lost all their true names and fallen from myth."

Another golden meteor plunged into the sea.

"A Teyvat god lost their contest? How embarrassing. Losing even with a higher-tier Authority... Serves them right."

...

Rumble rumble rumble—

In the space between the divine realm and the mortal world, the gap of life and death—the Realm of the Undying, the Netherworld—

A purple-haired, twin-tailed goddess trembled in fear.

Hugging her head, she curled up like a turtle.

"Oh heavens, this is terrifying... the True Name Contest is terrifying. It hasn't even been that long and gods have already fallen to Divine Ancestors..."

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