Chapter 32: False God and True God (4)
by fnovelpia
Albus lay in bed, the connector pressed to his head as he logged into the community.
“…Was this a mistake?”
The incident where [Miracle Water] was distributed to all players wasn’t part of a grand plan or a well-thought-out future strategy.
It was a spur-of-the-moment decision made in a rush, fearing that someone might die if he delayed using his power to save them.
There wasn’t time to consider the full ramifications of his actions.
At the very least, he should have consulted Carthesia before proceeding.
Right after vowing to live carefully and avoid dangerous actions following the First Emperor incident, he found himself causing another stir.
Perhaps it had all been a pointless move.
“Was it right for someone like me to do such a thing? What if my actions bring chaos to the continent?”
With a heavy heart, Albus scrolled down.
“Hmm?”
A particular post caught his attention, and he clicked on it.
Title: Thank You, GM!
Content: Thanks to you, GM, my mom can live! We were constantly worried that one day she’d never open her eyes again due to a magical illness, but she was completely cured thanks to the water you provided!
The post detailed how someone’s mother, who was on the brink of death, had been saved by [Miracle Water].
“Because of… me?”
Albus stared blankly at the screen.
– Our dad too! Thank you, GM!
– Is he your friend? Call him the Lord!
– My mother is also alive thanks to GM’s grace. Truly, thank you, GM.
– My daughter, who was born blind and couldn’t walk due to a fever, can now see! She’s even trying to walk now! All thanks to the Lord’s grace!
– I was waiting for death due to boils, but I was saved!
– I almost couldn’t have an heir because of erectile dysfunction, but thank you, GM!
– I was able to end the suffering of baldness that plagued my family for generations!
The post was followed by countless comments of praise and gratitude.
Stories of those saved from incurable diseases, those born with disabilities, and even those with conditions like baldness and erectile dysfunction, all healed by Albus’s actions.
It was a procession of worship and gratitude from those who had been saved.
Albus silently read through all the comments.
It was a strange feeling.
A choice made on impulse had turned into a lifesaving miracle for many.
His heart felt full yet overwhelmed, and he could feel his eyes getting moist.
“I wasn’t wrong. My choice saved someone.”
But then, one comment caught his eye.
– But does the Lord hear our thanks?
This comment was followed by numerous replies.
– Of course! Unlike Deus and Alia, who are only interested in money, he looks after all of us! He listens to us!
– No god has ever helped the weak and poor like us! Unlike the false gods who only talk about salvation, he brought true salvation!
– I’ve been paying tithes to Alia all my life, but it was GM who brought salvation!
– Only GM deserves to stand above! Alia and Deus are false gods!
“What…?”
The community’s atmosphere was turning strange.
– Only GM! Only GM deserves our worship!
– Destroy the false gods!
The overwhelming praise for GM was creating backlash against the existing gods, fostering a fervor that could soon lead to declaring holy wars against the Holy Kingdoms.
“This is dangerous.”
– If the Lord permits, I will personally destroy Deus’s statue!
– Though I am old, I will wield a weapon for the Savior.
– Let’s defeat the false gods and elevate the Lord’s name!
To save those suffering from real-world debuffs, Albus distributed the water to everyone.
But if this led to real-world wars, more people would die than those saved by the water.
“No…”
He couldn’t let that happen. He had to quell this fervor immediately.
“But how…?”
Given the nature of the community, trying to control the discussion might only fan the flames further.
Controlling the situation recklessly might make things worse.
He couldn’t directly appear with his GM account and tell people to stop.
Albus pondered for a long time.
“…Is there no other way?”
Seeing no other solution, he decided, “I’ll have to ask the moderators to control it. If that doesn’t work, I’ll have to find another way.”
Maybe he should consult Carthesia?
Tap, tap, tap.
Albus quickly sent a message to the Demon King.
Shortly after:
Title: Emergency Announcement – Message from GM
Author: Moderator
This is a message from GM:
– Stop excessive praise.
– Stop insulting other gods and their followers.
– Get along with those who think differently from you.
GM has asked you to stop going overboard.
Violators will be strictly punished.
Comments:
– Is this really from the GM?
– Ah, he’s worried about us petty beings fighting and hurting each other!
– Other gods? GM, surely you don’t mean…
– We must follow the GM’s orders.
The Demon King, Diana, posted an announcement based on the message Albus sent.
He doubted this would be enough to calm the community, but he had to try.
If he let this go, even those indifferent users might become weirdly zealous.
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After the announcement, posts inciting holy wars were promptly deleted.
The Demon King executed the cleanup.
Soon, the community calmed down.
“Is… it working?”
Albus was surprised at how quickly the flames died down.
He had been prepared to expel players if they rebelled, but it seemed unnecessary.
As time passed without new inciting posts, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Phew, it worked!”
But beneath the surface, the flames were taking on a new form.
“Since the Savior himself forbade it, we must obey.”
“For him to suddenly forbid praise, there must be a reason.”
“The one who looks after the weak like us wouldn’t stop praise without a cause. There’s definitely something…”
The community’s control only fueled another misconception.
“Could it be Alia and Deus?”
“Did those gods threaten the Lord for their safety?”
“No, the Savior is all-powerful. Such false gods wouldn’t dare threaten him…?”
“Right. The Lord loves us and hates disputes. He must have avoided conflict for our sake.”
“Oh, Lord. How kind and great you are, sacrificing yourself for beings like us!”
The misunderstandings continued to grow.
“Lord, we will defeat the evil gods for you!”
“Savior, I dedicate my life to you, as your warrior, to annihilate your enemies.”
The flames that had sunk below the surface found a new outlet in the real world, coalescing into a secret society.
Thus was born the ‘Shadow of the Almighty,’ dedicated to protecting GM and annihilating his enemies.
***
Southern Continent, Rudera Beach
Under a parasol, a woman basked in the sunlight.
“Ah… to enjoy such luxury.”
*Clink.*
She sipped from a glass filled with ice.
“It still feels like a dream.”
Days spent trapped in her domain without meddling in the middle world were dull.
The warmth of the sun she experienced after escaping thanks to Rudera’s appearance was blissful.
Just then.
“Lady Alia!”
A woman with pure white wings flew towards her urgently.
“Something terrible has happened, Lady Alia!”
“…Sigh.”
Alia sighed as she slowly sat up, seeing the angel approaching.
“I told you not to disturb me.”
“Forgive me, Lady Alia! But this is too important to ignore!”
Something significant must have happened for the angel to break her command.
“What is it…?”
The angel relayed the events occurring on the continent.
“What…?”
Alia’s eyes widened in shock.
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