Tall, bulky, and daunting was Gaige's original body. Gaige smiled widely as he appeared in a new location with his original body, his 37-year-old commander knight self. The only thing that was not original to him was his vibrant, long scarlet hair. "Is this really my hair now?" he asked himself while examining the silky strands. Gaige expected he would return to his original appearance since the god's house always cleared away all unnecessary and material things from a soul when present in heaven's realm. And yes, because of that, he was completely naked. Although he was proud of his well-built body, he felt a little embarrassed walking around completely naked. "How the hell could angels spend their lives completely naked all the time?" he wondered. "You can't speak about hell in heaven's realm, my child," a voice said suddenly. Gaige instantly dropped to his knees as soon as he recognized the voice of the god who had been supporting him with its blessings. "Long time no see, m
"What a strange place and situation!" Gaige exclaimed. There were more than four people who looked exactly like Gaige Ferguson, and ten of them resembled Kim Nery. However, none of them were the same age. Among the ten other people he had never seen before, Gaige felt a strong similarity. Gaige continued, "What’s going on?" He had thought his only purpose was to read information at the archive, but he found himself in a peculiar place with a group of people instead. He slowly stood up and picked up a shield from the floor to cover his naked body, as the Amopocpoc hadn't brought him any clothes yet. Everyone else in the room was clothed, which made him feel slightly embarrassed. "He's covering himself, so he's not our angel version," one of them commented. "But he is naked; maybe he developed shame?" another suggested. "Ridiculous; we can never break character." "What if that’s his character?" Gaige looked up at the four people casually talking loudly while sitting on the stair
A few weeks ago, when Gaige was deeply engrossed in researching the novel "The Seventh Oath," the very story he had transmigrated into, Axel abruptly burst into his room, disrupting his peace and shattering his concentration. "Boss! Look what I got!" Axel exclaimed with enthusiasm, though Gaige's reply was far from enthusiastic. He lethargically muttered, "Wow, nice. What’s that?" without even sparing a glance for Axel. Undeterred, Axel skipped over to Gaige, waving the item he was so proud of in the air. "This!" Axel's wide smile left Gaige with no option but to entertain him. Gaige accepted the book and examined its cover. "Kings of Kin-Woah! Kim Nery’s book!" The energy that had been sorely lacking in Gaige suddenly surged after reading the author's name. However, his excitement was short-lived as Axel promptly snatched the book away. "What! Give me that!" Gaige protested, thinking that Axel wouldn't give it up without some reward. But Axel's intentions were quite different;
Back in the mysterious archive room, Gaige stood firmly, facing people who looked exactly like his past, present, and future selves. "A god-candidate is a mortal chosen by one of the seven highest gods to compete in the god-choosing process, a long-term event that determines the next god of a godless galaxy, usually a newborn world. Depending on their angels' rank, god-candidates can be granted the powers of RED. All candidates were chosen from any mortal world in the universe." Gaige uttered these words as though he were simply letting each one roll off his tongue. Despite speaking at a rapid pace and being somewhat out of breath, he maintained a cool demeanor. He couldn't understand why his words, something he'd read from a video game's main event, left everyone in the room with their jaws dropped, as if everything he said was indisputable truth. Gaige had spent considerable time researching the oddity of the novel he had transmigrated into. He had discovered many things but lacke
Gaige's unstoppable feasting would likely earn him the title of King of Gluttony if the system were with him now. Without taking a break, he continued to consume the enormous confections in the expansive white room. It took significant time to finish even one, so he maximized his stomach's capacity and stretched it to its limits. The third statement he received read: [You are not immortal.] Clearly, this statement didn't provide any new information, as Gaige was already aware of his mortality. Despite his ability to respawn through the system and his resistance to death due to his divine power, he knew that death remained a possibility. "Dying is preferable to prolonged suffering," he remarked, leaping onto a muffin and beginning to nibble on it. After slowly savoring the muffin, the fourth statement materialized. It said: [Do not join god-selection.] He scoffed at it, replying, "Who said I would?" Gaige's stomach had expanded significantly, but he refused to stop. Walking had b
Three years ago, on the same day that Gaige returned to Earth, Adal, also known as Angel Dalnak, was wandering around the city, even though overseer angels were expected to remain forty thousand feet above ground when on duty. As a free-will angel, Adal disregarded rules, as her god was exceptionally forgiving of her. She was like a pampered angel, highly favored by the god she should have served. She did less work and could do as she pleased. Rumors circulated that she had been created from her god's own essence, which explained her deity's leniency and indulgence towards her. Due to this extreme permissiveness, her god had not set any boundaries or limitations. Just as with parenting, giving a child too much power led to a spoiled nature, with the parents always rescuing the child from regular frustrations. Adal's lord was the god of labor, Lord Pauy. Most of those under his authority were accustomed to ceaseless toil. Given the contrast between her and the other servants under Lor
Do you know how old the oldest god is? Gods live the longest and witness the universe for the longest time. But how do you think the oldest god would feel? The modern gods, the ones present now, have no knowledge of the ancient gods. They only have archives of what's around the ancient gods and their territory, but the ancient gods themselves remain a mystery to all. Some gods attempt to research and uncover the identity of ancient gods, but they consistently fail. Even Angel Dalnak, who researched them before, gave up because gathering information about the universe a million years ago was nearly impossible. But suddenly, Dalnak gained access to that coveted data, and her reaction was far from happiness. The memory was nothing like she had imagined; it was not pleasant at all; it was worse than hell. Dalnak rushed to Lord Ydnah immediately because she saw Ydnah in that memory. Nobody knows that Ydnah is an ancient god; public knowledge identifies Ydnah as a modern god. This led Daln
Adal gasped loudly as she was abruptly pulled into a red divine circle created by her god. She blinked her eyes repeatedly, trying to hasten her vision's recovery from the sudden teleportation. She didn't yet understand what was happening, but she moved to kneel. Sensations returned to her, including the feeling of her wings, which led her to conclude that she was back in her god's territory. "Free creatures are truly ungrateful!" A voice laden with insinuation echoed inside Adal's mind, sending shivers down her spine. She clasped her hands and kissed the floor, making a full bow. She begged, "I am sorry! I crossed the line! Please forgive me!" She still didn't know if she'd been caught working with another god, as her god typically did as it pleased. This was the first time it had become angry with her and scolded her for her actions. Adal could hear her god's loud, deep sigh before it spoke again. "You will be under investigation for becoming a SIC. The high order will pick yo