Creator Goddess Online

Voided beings. Void zones, dungeons. In the mortal realm. I was halfway to diving into my mental system to understand it all. Yet I held back. I had more important matters to attend to.

The six beings gathered around me either looking at me or at the stump that was my arm. Ayarat had a confused expression on her face. Like she couldn't exactly come to terms with my injury. Her eyes were squinted trying to understand something it seemed.

I was bothered due to the wide array of thoughts to be bothered about. Like explaining things if asked and figuring out how things would go from there. The plan was a bust and I didn't know what else to do now.

'I can't decide and act without knowing exactly what had changed or happened in the mortal realms with these notifications'. My eyes locked with Haero's, the gold of the Suneater's gaze softening as he took in her bloody arm.

"Ma" he murmured as he moved towards me. It was a sight to behold, watching the almost nine feet male dwarfed by my taller form. Yet it didn't halt him from clasping an arm around my waist. While I had no feeling of weakness in my body I guessed the gesture was one made more of comfort than an actual need.

"I'm alright little sunspot" I tapped his nose with my arm curved around his shoulder earning a bashful glance as he tried to get away. Yet I held him there my arm locking around his neck.

"I'm not little anymore" he grumbled. A chuckle escaped me before I patted his head while nodding.

"I believe you". shifting out of his grasp I smiled at Freyr who was now squatted by his still-unconscious sister. Tora had her eyes on the Devilless though a little trickle of energy obvious on her finger.

While I was unsure of what to do, it was certain that whatever plan to have the Devils at odds would be unpleasant after having them battle side by side. The demons could still cause problems in the mortal plains though. Right?.

Naturally, it may be possible, but I couldn't bring myself to instigate it anymore. Cole had gotten what he wanted, whatever it was. I'd find a way to train my gods and Devils.

'But first. ' I stared into the distance where the surviving entities of the three realms stood.

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FRANCO'S POV

We sat in tired clusters waiting and watching as the seven more powerful beings arrived. One was a player, the one truly in charge of all this. It was a position that was both enticing and hard if all the things around were anything to go by.

Yet I knew that in the long run, she had been doing a good job. While I wondered if she made the Devils or just found and unlocked them like I had it didn't matter. What mattered though was the what from here.

It was not a secret that none wanted to return to their lazy beginning. True while fighting amongst themselves had been harder than the higher beings made it seem. It was not wrong that the fight that they had just survived, barely, had been notches above anything they had dealt with in the short time in the game.

It was almost like the game had taken them from tutorial to world end in a single day.

My eyes locked on Gertrude knelt by Jean and holding onto her in-game corpse.

'Just a game we say. Yet the feeling of knowing we would never play with Jean was almost as true as a real death '. I shivered at the feeling.

My eyes swept the resting congregation of beings that settle all around me.

All had felt the pressure and the heat of battle. For most players the prospect of almost dying while not true death had terrified them. While for the NPCs, their true deaths before their eyes made them desire what all wanted now.

To grow. To be stronger.

Which led to the main question. What would the Mother do now? Cuddle them back to the former ways and let them play their God games as the devils had mocked. It wasn't what they wished for, but none knew any other solution.

I was brought out of my thoughts as the authoritative yet calming and soothing voice of Hildelith met my ears and grasped my attention.

"Listen well and imprint my words." Her voice startled those in deep thought and gained the attention of those unfocused. Her eyes glinted when she saw our attention was on her. Behind her, the six had halted each looking tired yet powerful and proud.

Like a blade that had left the forge after a tempering.

"Today, you have faced chaos. An entity all-devouring and destructive. Unaware and unprepared you fought." her sigh seemed to release a heavy weight from her shoulders.

"You see defeat, you see loss." her left hand rose her blue orbs gazing down on it.

"I see strength." shivers crept over my feathery skin as her eyes jolted back to us. "I see courage and valor." A swell grew in my heart and from the shining eyes of everyone else, I could bet they felt it too. My attention was back on her as she continued.

"You stood strong when you could have run. You were advised to run." A sad smile stretched over her lips before vanishing into a proud smirk. "Yet you did the impossible. You fought creatures that should not be. Entities that would mock your resilience. You fought, you bled...you died." her lips shifted to the side in a grim look at the last word.

"Today, the three realms became one, in blood and combat. I beseech you all not to degrade the feats of your fallen. Not to dishonor their valor and sacrifice. They fought knowing their chances. They fell hoping you had more time. They succeeded and while they are unaware. You. Are. Aware. You see them. And you know they died to keep you all safe. Cherish it."

I felt a heat stir in my throat and a burn in the back of my eyes. Was this game trying to simulate tears? Was this pride? I couldn't help but ponder.

"You are gods, the mortals pray to you to protect their loved ones. You don't pray to them. Wars fought, whether won or lost have the same result. Casualties. But we hope and we wish that none are those we cherish above others.

Yet there is none to pray to. Because we are the gods. So you get stronger. And better. So when chaos returns. And it will... "

Hildelith squatted picking up the sword that lay by the side of the Undule whom the Evershu held, her palm grasped around its blade. Offering it by the hilt to the goddess she spoke.

"You show it the errors of its choice ". a fierce glint was evident in her eyes as she stuck the sword blade first into the ground by the Evershu's side. Without waiting she rose and turned walking away. We watched as she marched onto the very edge of the realm her steps tired yet her head held high.

" That's our Creator Goddess" a voice whispered to my left. The Daemon Steller stood there with a prideful smirk.

"This equals bragging rights". he chuckled as he aggressively rubbed his eyes making me ponder if he had been crying. I withheld the question as he cast a glare that dared me to speak the question.

" Indeed. Bragging rights".

"To gain the strengths you all seek the warmth of your mother's comfort must be left." The voice that spoke this time was familiar. My eyes scanned the crowd till it land on him.

'Ten.'

"You must plunge into the fires and come out anew." he was still as tall as I remembered if not taller. His huge black sword was held behind his neck in a stance that screamed badass.

"The mother would not have you throw yourself into such dangers." He hesitated and made a slight look around. "Even after this. It remains your choice. Remain and stagnate. Or face peril and grow".

[You Have been poached by the Unborns. The mother wishes to keep her children safe, yet lets them make their decisions.

You have been asked to join the ranks of ¶•¶∆¶∆]

[YES/NO]

[Warning - Acceptance is permanent and puts you under the authority of the Unborn. Danger lies in the beyond and while death might not be permanent there are things worse than death which even the Unborns avoid]

It was a choice that I knew instinctively which was best. As I prodded at the option I could feel the gaze of Ten settle upon me. For a moment I was unsure if the gaze he gave me was warmth or sorrow.

'It doesn't matter. This sounds like a chance to find the next region or some sort of progression." The option vanished the moment I clicked it. There was silence in my head for the longest time. Then everything blurred and the ground fell away from beneath me.

The last thing I noticed was a blaze of multiple colors awash over me. Things were about to get more interesting online. I could just feel it.

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