Chapter 131: Deification (2)
by fnovelpia
The Great Forest of the Elves
“Your Majesty, it’s already been over 100 pulls since you promised to stop.”
The steward let out a heavy sigh, approaching the Elf Queen, who was staring at her monitor with bloodshot eyes.
“Wait, I’m serious! I’m this close to getting it! Just one more pull, and it’ll come out!”
“Haah… Your Majesty.”
The Weapon Draw—an activity that consumed Maze Coins—was a feature of the continent’s game-like system, Rudera.
It offered a chance, albeit an absurdly low one, to obtain legendary equipment coveted even across the continent.
The problem lay in the odds.
The satisfaction from the rewards rarely matched the coins spent, and with no pity system in place, even exhausting all one’s resources didn’t guarantee anything worthwhile.
The young Elf Queen, her eyes now wild and unfocused, had succumbed to this addiction after her first-ever pull miraculously granted her an Epic-grade weapon.
At first, she spent only her personal funds.
But soon, she’d drained them all and resorted to borrowing coins from the national treasury.
The very coins painstakingly earned by Broadcaster Aura through pride-swallowing live broadcasts were now being wasted on worthless equipment.
“Seriously, just one more time! If I’m going to look like a fool whether I draw or not, wouldn’t it be better to be a fool who at least got something?”
Where does she even pick up such vulgar phrases?
The steward clutched his aching head, glancing at the Queen’s device screen, which displayed a lively online community.
- “Sorry to bother you so soon, but…”
- “I wanted something else, though…”
- “This is my first time playing. Is this good?”
“Your Majesty, haven’t I told you to stop reading those forums?”
“W-Well… eheh…”
Sigh.
He briefly considered abandoning everything, staging a coup, and locking the Queen away to prevent her from accessing the forums ever again.
“Just trust me this time, okay? I know it’ll come out!”
“…!”
Before he could stop her, the Queen darted forward, her fingers flying to press the Draw button on her device.
The steward, stunned by her speed, could do nothing to stop her.
At that moment—
Ding!
- “You’ve received the GM’s Blessing!”
- “You’ve earned a fitting title!”
- Title obtained: [Lucky Fool]
“Huh?”
- “You’ve acquired a Mythic-grade weapon!”
“Wha—what?”
This moment would later be regarded as the genesis of a legendary event: the day the GM bestowed divine weapons upon the elves.
It marked the beginning of a unified faith among the elven people.
***
The Liberators’ Conference Room
“Now, will you finally believe me?”
Akuyuham planted his staff, adorned with a grinning skull, firmly on the ground as he settled into the head seat.
The rightful owner of the seat dangled in chains, bound by Akuuham’s magic.
“You traitor…”
“Traitor? I was never on your side to begin with.”
The skull atop Akuuham’s staff let out a chuckle as it turned toward Empress Lea.
All of the Empress’s comrades, the Liberators, were bound by Akuuham’s power, hanging limply near her.
“To think we failed to uncover the GM’s spy…!”
Realizing her grave mistake, Empress Lea bit her lip.
“But the GM has offered you an opportunity.”
“… An opportunity, you say?”
“Yes. He’s giving you the chance to see that boy you’ve longed for.”
Lea’s eyes widened.
“You’re trying to tempt me!”
“No. What use would tempting someone like you be? Even this insignificant servant of the GM can overwhelm all of you combined.”
“Tch.”
Lea grimaced as Akuuham’s overwhelming power came to mind—the way he had instantly neutralized her spells and subdued the entire group.
“Our Lord is merciful, after all,” Akuuham continued.
“Even a sinner like me was forgiven.”
As Akuuham leisurely began casting another spell—
Ding!
- “You’ve received the GM’s Blessing!”
- “You’ve earned a fitting title!”
“…?”
A sudden system message appeared.
‘Is the GM… doing something?’
“…!”
The Demon God [System], realizing what was happening, twisted its face in horror.
If the title system awakened my previous existence…
If that erased the current me…
I would also use the title system to back myself up, ensuring that wouldn’t happen.
That was my strategy.
The titles I granted to players were calculated to provide exactly what they needed at the moment—titles with real, immediate effects, not just feel-good fluff.
Just like the [Miracles] I once used to ascend to godhood.
As the protocol initiated, I felt divinity surge from the vast number of believers.
It was the same sensation I had experienced when I clashed with [System].
Divinity rising to solidify my existence as a god.
“How dare you!”
Boom!
The Demon God lashed out with divine power, aiming to destroy me.
But the divinity flowing into me only grew stronger.
“Damn it!”
Our clash began to turn in my favor.
Even the divinity gathered by the Demon God to prepare for this fight flowed into me, strengthening my resolve.
It started to devour my consciousness—but it was also mine to control.
‘Of course, I won’t last long. But until then, it’s mine.’
Rumble.
“No! That divinity must be severed!”
[System] thrashed, attempting to break the flow of divinity converging upon me.
But I severed its power, crushing it with mine.
I dismantled and claimed every contingency the Demon God had prepared.
Creak.
Creak.
Deep within my soul, a sharp pain flared.
My past life was awakening.
‘Not yet… I can’t lose consciousness yet.’
If I lose consciousness in this state, the Evil God might intervene and erase my backup.
Before that happens, I must deal with the [System] somehow.
[Target Designated]
[Silence]
[Seal]
With the Evil God unable to resist further, I invoked my authority.
A pitch-black door opened, and from within, countless inky black hands surged out, grabbing the [System] and dragging it inside.
Since my Rudera form was still active, I was able to seal the divinity of the Evil God’s [System] within my domain.
Thud.
Is it done…?
As I confirmed the Evil God being dragged into the depths of Rudera’s Abyss, the consciousness I had been desperately clinging to finally reached its limit.
The Evil God’s divinification, initiated from the start, had pushed me to the brink of awakening my past life.
Within the sacred energy gathering inside me, I confirmed that the memories of my divine nature were now stored within my soul.
…It’s done.
I can finally rest easy.
Even if the ancient past awakens, it will remain within my soul, unable to interfere further.
‘I hope Dua doesn’t grieve.’
I felt my consciousness sink into the darkness.
And that was the last thing I remembered.
***
Flash.
The man opened his eyes in a space shrouded in darkness.
“…Where am I?”
An unfamiliar space.
A place he had never seen before.
He recalled the last moment in his memory.
‘I sacrificed my divinity and paid the price of degrading my existence.’
He had offered himself as a sacrifice to achieve something even divine power struggled to handle.
Typically, when the core of divinity—the nucleus of sacred power—was damaged to the point of death, it would prevent the soul from returning to the cycle of reincarnation, causing it to dissipate.
Yet, he had neither died nor annihilated his existence.
He had consumed his divinity and descended to mortality.
But…
“Why am I still maintaining divinity?”
His body radiated divine energy.
Even more immense and concentrated than before, it was overflowing with faith more potent than that of a Supreme God.
The being with the body of a man scanned his surroundings.
“Hmnya… hmnya… My son… and granddaughter…”
A woman mumbled in her sleep on the ground.
Despite appearing no older than her teens, she was not someone to take lightly.
From her, an overwhelming divinity rivaling that of a Supreme God could be felt.
‘…?’
At that moment, an unnatural sensation arose in her lower abdomen.
Something that should not be there.
“It’s… attached.”
What shouldn’t exist within a goddess was unmistakable.
The sensation of a man’s member.
Only then did she grasp the source of the discord she had felt since the beginning.
Her body—her physical form—had changed.
While still a divine body, it was entirely different.
-You’ve finally noticed.
“This…”
The goddess heard a man’s voice resonating from within her soul.
‘It seems I’m the culprit here… Ha… My first incarnation was female? Though, I guess gender changes through reincarnations are common.’
Her expression turned grim.
***
“Who… are you?”
First?
Incarnation?
On top of her altered body, now there was a voice speaking from her soul.
The situation was overwhelming.
***
‘When I was the child of the Evil God, I died in the womb before developing a proper mind. If my prime personality awakens through divinification, I suppose this is the first time I’ve ascended to divinity.’
The voice within her soul rambled on at will.
“Reveal your identity.”
-Identity? You already know who I am.
The voice echoed from within her soul.
Since the soul was integral to her very existence, a voice coming from within it could only mean one thing.
But that possibility was too much to accept.
-I am you. To be precise, I’m one of your distant future incarnations.
Hearing the voice of her far-flung reincarnation, Albus, the goddess Cambrian fell into a daze.
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