"Why are you telling all of this?"
"I want to avoid trouble. Once you have lived as long as I did, you will know that the easiest and most efficient way to do things is by being nice and amicable."
"Couldn’t you just… kill ?"
Lawrend had to ask it. He knew that the Creator had already thought of it before he even asked. At that kind of level, Lawrend couldn’t even imagine how many things were running inside of his head.
"That is indeed the most efficient if you look at things, but I will poison myself with your destiny. One day, I might be ganged up on by other Flawless Gods like myself if they found out I’m preventing other Flawless Gods from appearing. This is a taboo, you see. I’m simply saving myself the trouble."
"..."
Lawrend was speechless. He didn’t know that so things were still the sa at the level of the Creator. At least, his words made sense to Lawrend, and he believed him.
After all, there was no need for lies at this level. He could go straight for the kill.
"Besides the point, I also want to make another Flawless God friend," the Creator said and smiled.
He looked at Lawrend with expectation. It placed another fifty sacks of grain on Lawrend’s back as the pressure mounted further.
"Y-You shouldn’t place so much pressure on …"
Lawrend coughed. He was happy he was being praised and all, but it was a little too much.
"Pressure is always good. It keeps us moving forward. I’m still far from reaching the next level myself, you know?"
The Creator made Lawrend his friend in a lighthearted tone. The two talked about a few nonsensical things, giving Lawrend a breather from all the pressure the guy dropped on him.
"Well, what kind of God are you?" Lawrend asked, staring at the Creator.
He looked like a young man, and he was undoubtedly handso. Unfortunately, only Gods could see his true appearance.
"Strange. I’ve never been asked that in a long ti." The Creator mused to himself. "My Will is to save my dead wife."
"H-huh?"
Lawrend couldn’t help but do a double take. He thought he heard wrong, but the Creator calmly smiled at him.
"Once a soul moves on, it’s impossible to restore it to its previous state."
Lawrend frowned. His mind went to a particular person he wanted to save.
"Yes. Your Valentina is dead, but it may be possible since she left you a leaf. My Wife died as a mortal. I still dream of her…"
The Creator looked out into the distance. In this white space, there seed to be a humble wooden house and a woman inside, cradling a baby. A man, looking just like the Creator, arrived and opened the door.
"I suppose I said too much. Rember what I said. You must never let your universe mature in mine, or I will kill you."
The Creator sounded friendly despite the clear threat in his voice. He evidently believed that Lawrend wouldn’t make such a mistake.
With so many things in his head, Lawrend returned to his castle in his world.
After the explosion, he felt an infinite Maid Energy explode within his soul. It filled everything with Maid Energy, just like how the Big Bang Theory described the creation of the universe.
As this pseudo-universe expanded, the density of Maid Energy dropped, and the production of Maid Energy couldn’t keep up with the expansion of the pseudo-universe.
Lawrend opened his eyes, staring at the vast emptiness before him. Stars were in the background, and a faint image of a distant galaxy was visible.
He had clearly died in that explosion. His physical body was destroyed.
"Where the fuck am I?" Lawrend cursed.
So many things were happening to him. He couldn’t keep up with the developnt.
However, soon after, Lawrend realized where he was.
"This is… in the planetary system of my world."
He was pretty familiar with this. Lawrend glanced at the sun and saw West’s soul burning within.
"Why?"
Lawrend had no answer to his question. He didn’t know why he was outside of his world.
He took a step, and he reappeared above the sky of a planet—his world. Reavire’s energy chaotically erged in the castle. She was horrified by his death and heartbroken.
In the instant that he saw her, Reavire looked up at the sky. Her eyes widened, and the tears streaming down her face stopped.
His other maids nearby noticed her and stopped as well. They didn’t know exactly what happened, so they were only anxious and about to cry.
Their heads looked up at the sky. Explore stories at empire
Lawrend smiled. He knew that Reavire had seen him already.
"H-H-Husband!?" Reavire shouted.
Her voice penetrated the void, reaching the planetary system’s ends.
It was natural that she was shocked beyond disbelief. She saw him die. She saw his body disintegrate. His soul was nowhere to be found.
"I’m back," Lawrend replied.
His calm and soothing voice pierced every corner of the world.
His maids were confused about what was going on, but they imdiately beca happy as soon as they heard him because it ant that he was fine.
"What happened?"
It didn’t take a mont, but Reavire was already standing before Lawrend. Her eyes looked him up and down as she scanned the differences in his body.
"I can’t see through you!" she shouted in amazent.
"I’m a God already, you know?" Lawrend answered.
"God, God, God, God, God, God! Y-You didn’t die! Oh my shit! You actually did it so fast!?"
Reavire’s mind went into turmoil as she processed the aning of his words. As soone who beca a Goddess, she knew very well how difficult it was to beco one.
"Why are you so vulgar all of a sudden?" Lawrend retorted with a smile.
"This is so unbelievable! You really did it! Even in that other universe, you didn’t beco a God yet. How? How??"
"Hahaha. Co here."
Lawrend pulled her by the waist and kissed her on the lips.
It imdiately shut her up, and her body lted as she closed her eyes to savor his physical touch.
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