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“Hah, Hoo…!”

Currently fleeing desperately from the attacked monastery.

On their faces, which were exhaling harsh breaths, the lingering fear was still evident.

The image of a comrade turning into a chunk of meat right next to her was vivid.

If she hadn’t run away, she would have felt the same horrific pain and died.

Death.

‘Oh, God.’

Finally unable to hold back, one of the priests stammered out with a trembling jaw.

“I-it’s divine punishment. We touched the believers favored by that evil god…”

“Shut up, Rikan. How dare you elevate the name of another god?”

“B-but…!”

Senior priest Christoph tried to control them somehow, even in this desperate situation.

Everything was going smoothly.

One day, the highest-ranking seat vanished without a trace, and what remained was.

Only foolish believers who had lost trust in each other.

This was an opportunity.

A chance to regain the status of her lost religion.

Thus, from the very beginning, she plotted a scheme to gradually undermine their power.

She secretly contacted the other religious factions that had always looked down on their existence and gathered power.

As days went by, her confidence grew, and her actions became more radical.

She stole the name of the deity they worshipped and burned the temples that could remind them of its existence.

Thus, her next target was.

Lysia.

The one who was favored by the deity, a woman.

If she could eliminate her, her own power would gain an even greater status.

Removing a woman who couldn’t even wield divine power was far too easy.

It had to be an incredibly easy task.

“You shall witness.”

Until they saw the beast that returned from the brink of death, once again cloaked in divine power.

‘This is absurd.’

But suddenly, why.

The forgotten divine presence returned. It began to use divine power.

What followed that simple phenomenon was a horrific massacre.

“W-we must escape.”

“We need to return quickly and devise a new plan…”

“Enough.”

The priest of the Black Sun, Christoph, intervened in their fear and spoke in a monotone voice.

“Have you forgotten who stands beside us due to your fear?”

“…!”

They were the agents of the deity.

They had to spread the will of the deity and become its most honorable servants and confidants.

And.

‘Soon, divine punishment will descend.’

This attack was a justification in itself.

Even if they succeeded, it would be a blow, but if they failed.

Their deity would never allow the tyranny of the ruffians who killed their beloved believers to go unpunished.

“There will be a rightful price to pay.”

“Ah…!”

“Our avatar will be enraged. They will never escape divine punishment.”

“Oh…!”

At those words, a glimmer of hope seeps into their despairing eyes.

And they shall meet a fittingly miserable end.

‘Oh, avatar.’

Christoph prayed with conviction.

May you deliver divine retribution upon the filthy hybrids, and restore justice.

Their fight had only just begun.

#

“…Huh?”

“The ‘Avatar of the Black Sun’ has noticed your presence.”

With an unexpected name, the message continues to ring out as if it had been waiting.

“The ‘Avatar of the Black Sun’ is angry with you!”

“The ‘Avatar of the Black Sun’ threatens your safety!”

“…What the hell is this.”

Of course, I know who it is.

It was one of the constellations that relentlessly tormented me when I was a player.

The role of the player in the game is that of a constellation and a ‘god.’

And the other god, the ‘Avatar of the Black Sun,’ was naturally my target for containment and hostility.

“What do you want.”

Of course, there are friendly constellations, but who would willingly share their bowl of rice?

“The ‘Avatar of the Black Sun’ demands a rightful price from you.”

“Oh.”

It’s been a while since I felt such pure hostility, and my heart races with excitement.

“The ‘Avatar of the Black Sun’ claims that since you killed its cherished believers, you must pay the price.”

But that’s that.

“I don’t want to.”

“….?”

The message window falls silent, and I can feel its surprise at my bold reaction.

“What will you do if I don’t?”

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ threatens that if you do not pay the price, a great curse will befall your sect.

“Ah, a curse.”

The curse system.

It is one of the few means by which constellations can directly exert control over one another.

Suddenly, memories of the Avatar of the Black Sun and I come to mind.

We truly had a lot of back-and-forth through this system.

The negative feelings that built up back then have ripened, and now they have entered a stage of love-hate.

“Ah, this familiar feeling.”

A subtle smile crept onto my face as I was swept away by the currents of emotion.

I launched a large-scale crusade against my sect, triggering several unexpected events.

Thanks to that, there were times I had to wake up from sleep to turn on my phone.

“Thank you.”

I expressed pure gratitude to the Avatar of the Black Sun, who reminded me of the worth of life that I had forgotten.

I was grateful.

For continuing to try to torment me like before.

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ is taken aback by your gratitude.

I can still torment it as I did before, right?

It was the one that first approached me.

“Hehe.”

Suddenly thinking back to that time, affection for it wells up within me.

How should I show it some love?

What happened before was just being tormented.

Just a moment ago, it dared to openly gang up on our Lishia.

“A curse, yes. Curses are good.”

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ senses a sense of unease.

Even after getting beaten like that in the game, it comes back unscathed to cause chaos.

I do not forgive troublemakers.

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ shouts that you must pay the price immediately without yielding!

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ demands that you offer part of your faith points.

“Yeah, yeah.”

It seems I’ve forgotten my personality.

Seeing it babble on happily just because I quietly accepted it.

I proceeded calmly, manipulating the system window with the mindset of a CEO unfastening a watch.

Fights among the followers are a bloody and brutal melee, but when it comes to battles among the constellations…

Surprisingly, the scale diminishes to a level that is quite childish.

From here on, it’s not just about physical abilities, but the rank of ‘status’ takes priority.

And that status, of course, is determined by the faith points one possesses.

547,500,000″

The faith points amounting to 500 million had accumulated without being properly utilized.

“Hehehe.”

Does this bastard even realize?

The scale of the faith points accumulated due to the prolonged absence.

No, if it had known, it wouldn’t have even thought of such nonsense in the first place.

Was it just cowering somewhere, trembling?

My sin is great, very great. It’s proof that I couldn’t even do my job properly.

No. If it knew it was true, it would have come in diligently every day. What could I do? Life was busy.

‘Now this has become my reality.’

With a dazed feeling, I looked at the still flickering message from ‘The Avatar of the Black Sun.’

“‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ says it will curse your sect right now.”

“This one really has no sense of awareness.”

“‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ is furious!”

“‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ is extremely angry!”

“Okay.”

I’ve received the order.

I decided to seriously use my faith points.

“Will you consume your faith points to curse the ‘Black Sun’ sect?”

Strike first, win.

“Uh.”

Then the message paused for a moment.

Whether it reacted or not, the work had already begun.

‘Curse successful! The stats of some followers of the ‘Black Sun’ sect will drastically decrease.’

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ is extremely angry!’

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ casts a ‘curse’ on your sect.’

-Ding!

‘Due to the difference in ranks of the constellations, the curse of the ‘Avatar of the Black Sun’ fails.’

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ is greatly flustered.’

“Hey, friend.”

Even if it’s not visible, I can tell how flustered that constellation is right now.

Unless I had consumed faith points to strengthen the sect’s power, I have plenty of money right now.

“It seems you didn’t quite understand what I said.”

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ suggests talking for a moment.’

“Curses can only be cast from this side.”

I continued to cast curses, leaving the flustered avatar behind.

‘Curse successful! Some of the sect’s power is transferred to an unknown space.’

‘Curse successful! Some of the sect’s followers are mutated into ‘non-human’ races.’

‘Curse successful! The gender of some of the sect’s followers is forcibly changed to ‘female’!’

“Oh.”

Even the precious ts curse.

Today is a very lucky day.

The decision to cast a curse is made by the constellation, but the results of the curse delivered through the system cannot be determined by anyone.

For now, it does cause damage, but it means it’s given randomly.

Just kill all the polar bears today.

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ screams for it to stop.’

“Stop what? It’s just getting started.”

The curses cast on the sect are directly linked to the faith of the followers.

If it can’t even block the curses cast on each individual follower, can the name value of the constellation be the same as before?

Once lost, trust cannot be regained. That’s the cold hard reality.

I have decided to make the young constellation into an adult today.

‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ earnestly pleads for it to stop.’

When I returned after a long time, I confidently threatened and now you’re pretending to be nice?

There’s absolutely no way.

I had no intention of showing mercy.

“No, go back. I have no intention of showing mercy.”

“‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ screams that everyone will die like this.”

“Die? What are you talking about? It’s just you who will be erased.”

If the followers leave the sect, they can just find another religion.

In this relationship, it was ultimately the constellation that was at a disadvantage.

If all the faith points are lost, the existence of the constellation will vanish.

It meant death.

“You won’t die right now. But just wait. I’ll be watching for a year. I’ll make sure you die in that time.”

“‘The Avatar of the Black Sun’ trembles in fear.”

I was already bored, so this is perfect.

Let’s have some fun today.

#

That day, Christoph returned to the sect’s main base and saw hell.

“W-What is this?”

An otherworldly realm.

Figures that looked like they crawled out of a dungeon were rampaging, and what was even more bizarre was.

Those monsters were wearing the same priest robes as him.

As if the priest who had just been praying to God was cursed.

In that moment, a chilling hypothesis crossed Christoph’s mind.

A curse.

“It’s the curse of God! We’ve been cursed! We need to atone!!”

From afar, someone let out a scream of agony.

“C-Christoph, priest! What is this…?”

-Hik.

At the disturbing sound of someone swallowing their breath, Christoph’s gaze turned back.

There was a follower who had just been desperately fleeing with him.

The once flat chest was swelling like a luscious fruit.

The masculine face had transformed into that of an attractive woman, a fellow priest.

“You, you.”

“Priest Christoph. Something is wrong with my body. My body―”

Christoph, feeling a writhing desire at the sight of the trembling figure, turned his gaze skyward.

“Oh God.”

Please save me from this hell.

However, the response that came back was chillingly absent.