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Imagination was the eye of the soul, the beginning of creation.

Despite her immense power, the Supreme Goddess of Mysterious Origin had to seal herself after saving the world from the threat of destruction. However, she was sent to another world by the universe's will.

Ely was a girl suffering from partial memory loss. She was known as the shrine priestess of the Sacred Mountain. One day, she received the holy mission to unseal her Goddess Master. She got her priorities straight. However...

The pets she adopted became the Demon Kings, capable of suppressing the world. The tree she planted became the World Tree, forming a bridge between heaven and earth.

The passerby who received enlightenment from her became the Sage who led the entire generation. The disciples she nurtured became bigshots known across the three worlds.

When she looked back... The street painter who pestered her for her handicrafts and paintings turned out to be a God. The young priestess she recruited was actually the number one saintess from the Divine World.

She was known as the holy saintess. Yet, she still referred to herself as a mortal.

My Goddess is Good at Pretending

Since Sylvia was satisfied with the outcome, Ely closed the case, and they left the vicinity. They still had some important matters to deal with.


After leaving the Drocogalla Secret Realm, Noir, the magma black dragon, took everyone flying to where Sylvia found the ancient ruins and the God-tier flawed inheritance.


"We will go with you to that ancient ruins because we need some clues to deal with your flawed ancient demonic arts. However, what will you do when you meet the flawed inheritance's original owner?" Yuuki wanted to make sure of something.


"He is half responsible for your demonic nature incident and tried to take over your body. Such grave offenses deserve the death penalty. Even Ely will also punish that big evil severely." Evelyn pursed her lips and nodded.


"Eliminate him. It's just a wisp of soul remnant. He can do nothing but scheme something. That is unforgivable. He is dead already. So, I will make him really meet death." Sylvia clenched her fist.


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