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If a surveillance system that disables every production technology unless verified online is completed, no one will be able to manufacture weapons of mass slaughter and Earth civilization will reach a state called "immortalization." Once immortalization is achieved, humans will stop dying, crime will disappear, and a Heaven‑like world will be realized. My partner, a follower of the Sole‑Creator Faith, believes it is necessary to prevent people from attaining that Heaven easily without observing strict commandments.

The author of this work is GOTOU Humihiko(https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/isnmg.html).
This work is provided under the Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License.
The original Japanese text (https://gthmhk.gitlab.io/gthmhk/syouhen.html#birii) was translated into English using ChatGPT-5.
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