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
Adal curled up in a ball while awaiting her fate inside the god of war's pocket. She flinched when she heard Gaige's nonchalant voice. "Sic, are you sick?" Gaige asked. "How dare you make a pun right now?" she growled, but Gaige simply rolled inside the spacious pocket as Lord Ydnah strolled through the heavenly realm. "Why are you so grumpy?" Gaige inquired. "Shut up!" she yelled at him for acting careless in a situation like this. "Isn't it nice to have a separate body?" Gaige asked, examining Adal from head to toe. He laughed heartily, not because he was enjoying this situation but rather because he found it absurd. Three years ago, he couldn't have imagined summoning an angel who served a different god. He thought Lord Ydnah had intentionally sent Adal to him, but given their different allegiances, the reasons for her presence might be different than he had assumed. Three years had passed since he last saw Adal's angelic appearance. Seeing her wings and extraordinary beauty a
A few moments before Lord Ydnah, Gaige, and Angel Dalnak arrived at Heaven’s Hall, the higher-order key figures gathered within a spatial chamber where imposing and powerful gods could convene. "What's going on with Earth's system?" one of the gods pondered aloud. "Apparently, a multitude of errors started plaguing it three years ago, according to Earthling time," another god responded. "Hasn't it been resolved yet? What's the tech team been doing?" inquired a third god. "The tech team has resolved their issues on their side," replied a different god. "Then what's the problem?" yet another god asked. The individuals currently engaged in this serious discussion were not physically present. Inside the administrative hall's meeting room, numerous screens facilitated their communication, allowing them to convene without needing a physical presence. At the center stood a facilitator—a toad dressed in a corporate suit, holding a tablet, and taking notes. He adeptly followed the meeting
The current situation in the heavenly realm left the chief toad in shock as he realized that Ydnah, Angel Dalnak, and Gaige had all arrived at the same time. "W-why are the three of them here?" the chief toad exclaimed, his shock causing the tablet he was holding to crack from his tight grip. It was unexpected for Ydnah to arrive at their hall without a proper appointment. The schedule had called for the interrogation of Lord Pauy first, with Ydnah slated for the next day. The chief toad wondered if Lord Ydnah had misread the memo and decided to come to the hall personally. Deities were not to be treated as criminals or looked down upon, even if they were suspects. They still had to show respect, and the other gods were expected to visit the gods' hall for interrogation. The gods assigned to interrogate Lord Ydnah would likely be furious at this sudden change of schedule. The chief toad double-checked the memo he had sent to Lord Ydnah, hoping he wasn't the one who had made a mistak