《The Unnamed God. I’m Really Not A God You Guys !》The Unnamed God. I'm Really Not A God You Guys !
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Alright, I know 2 things.
First, the room is purple.
Second, I'm alone here.
Yep, not useful at all.
They obviously left while I was having an epiphany earlier.
If only I could go back a few lines in my life and remember what happened.
C'mon brain. Try to remember. Access my subconscious. What if I use that energy to help?
Who am I kidding there is no way it will be that easy….ok, it's working.
That kinda reminds me of an old friend.
He used to transform caffeine into code on a regular basis.
He'd show me his new programs and applications with the pride of a peacock.
Then when I'd ask him to explain how the code worked, he'd tilt his chin 45 degrees upward and reply with a confident smile :
"Friend you don't even understand this code? Well me neither but it works! Now let us go grab a beer".
Now that I think about it, he was pretty bad at it. I can somehow relate to him now.
Anyway. Remember.
**** (POV)
I summoned a mortal using the random hero-generating device.
While it can in theory summon anything or anyone from any location by chance from any of the multiverses it should only be one entity being called upon.
The 7 previous times worked fine. Did I make a mistake in one of the 7234 steps to activate it?
Definitely not!
Is there any god lurking nearby trying to mess with me?
I bet it's that fake Lunar Slut…not her…nor anyone.
My realm is totally empty of the presence of any other divine being.
Alright, worst case I'll just use the best one of the lot and figure it out later.
An infinitesimal amount of time was all it took for these verifications, hence the mortals are still captivated by my magnificence.
[Who might you fated ones be?]
The good-looking guy takes about a minute to come back to his senses. Pretty good I must say.
"God-Goddess this lowly one is a disciple from the flying sword faction of the Lang region. While adventuring in the secret realm I somehow came here and…."
[Enough, just know that this so-called flying sword faction is but a pitiful speck of dust in my eyes and that the secret realm you hail from is but child play to me.]
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That part of my speech was the stick, now time for the carrot.
[Should you be willing to dedicate your life and soul to me I will bestow upon you a power you cannot even fathom]
*Thud* "ABSOLUTELY GODDESS! This lowly one is willing to serve you! Just say the word! If your esteemed self asks me to journey east, I will not even think about going west, for your wish is my command!"
At least he is respectful enough.
+5 points for the kneeling posture.
+5 points for the good looks, can't have my champion be a disgrace to me.
+3 points for mental strength.
Guess I just need to test his overall attributes and we'll be good to proceed. Meanwhile the other mortal …
[It's been 2 minutes already that one is pretty trash. You seem curious about something young fellow?]
"Goddess why is that man not moving. He also looks brain dead and feels as powerless as a villager child"
[You had the same empty look in your eyes not long ago. Simply put facing Divinity for the first time is quite a shock for mortal beings. The stronger one's mental fortitude the less time it takes for one to regain clarity.]
"Then does this mean that not only is this man ugly, but he's also utterly weak? If so, he's utterly shameless as he was posing as an expert earlier!"
[Hum, he's indeed plain. His mental fortitude is nothing to talk about. What makes you say he's a shameless one?]
"He took offense to me addressing him as an equal when I first greeted him, goddess!"
[Alright. Hold this crystal ball. Looks like you'll end up being my champion as long as you manage to get decent results]
"Y-Yes Goddess!"
He seems determined for me to pick him. Haha. He's kinda cute.
So stressed and eager to please.
He's focusing so much on it, not like focusing more will give better results.
And now his face is pale white. Let me see.
[Physique 2 Spirit 2 Potential 3 Skill Sword Heart. Fret not. That is actually pretty impressive. How old are you?]
"17 Goddess!"
[Usually for one to reach a physique of 2 by the age of 30 is considered good. As for a spirit of 2, it is praiseworthy for mortals to reach that point at 25 years. But that is only if we are looking at pure practitioners.]
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He is already starting to cheer up, but I'm not done.
[For you to have your attainments in both categories at your young age is sufficient. Meanwhile that other one. Tsk. Let us wait a bit more. After 10 minutes even a retarded child should regain consciousness.]
...
"Goddess, what does the potential stand for?"
[Well simply put it is the world's evaluation of your potential. In practice it is useless. In theory, it's interesting at best. Quite like theoretical economics.]
I am a knowledgeable goddess. Perhaps I should cut to the chase.
[In any case the higher it is the better. Potential does vary with the progress of the individual. For instance, your potential of 3 is probably the highest value possible for someone with values of 2 for physique and spirit. It will likely go up as you get stronger. As for someone with a potential lower than their strength it probably means a weak individual that got his achievements by relying on external means or simply someone that already squeezed all his potential dry and likely will never progress anymore.]
That was a mouthful but it should be clear enough.
"Thank you, goddess!"
…...
"Goddess, why do I only have 1 skill listed? I usually use the skill sword control"
[It either means that your level of mastery is not high enough for the skill to be considered mastered or simply that the skill itself is not recognized by the world. Sword Heart being one with the sword is something you should be familiar with. Later on, you should work to upgrade it into sword will. Sword will, not only being one with a physical sword but also being able to wield your will like a sword. Finally, there is sword spirit that mostly relies on luck. After all, bringing sentience to a sword will is no easy task. As for your so-called sword control. All you can do is work harder.]
"Thank you for the encouragement goddess!"
….
"Goddess, what should I do as your champion? I'll walk through hell for you!"
[Mortals fight wars for wealth and power. Gods fight for divine supremacy. You'll go in my stead to the earth realm and show my glory to the people! Every god has a champion and the more champions you kill the more pleased I'll be. It will be a vicious combat for sure, are you still willing?]
"Of course, goddess! Anything for you goddess! My sword will be dyed with the blood of your enemies!"
[Great! Do try to get a good placement in the competition. The better you perform, the more followers I'll get. The stronger I am the more blessings I can bestow upon you!]
….
[What is wrong with that mortal! It is usually bad manner but let me check his statistics directly. Here, little blank eye mortal. Here goes the stone and …physique 1, spirit 1, potential 0, Skill Blank…]
….
[That should not be possible. Potential of 0. Even a child should have a potential of 1. The stone is not damaged, and it has a 100% success rate for testing mortals. He should not be here. Guess he is done for.]
Yep, this one is completely useless for sure. I turn toward my champion.
[Alright, we shall not wait anymore. As per this 8th god war terms I'm allowed to let you train one day in an optimal sub-realm. Do value this opportunity. I'll send you to the mortal realm in 2 days. Oh, you might as well bring this dumbass with you when that happens. He can serve as a slave or something.]
"Of course, goddess! How kind of you goddess! I won't disappoint you, goddess!"
****(POV narration)
After a short time, both figures disappear.
Not long after an ordinary man opens his eyes.
A few minutes later in the peaceful realm, a sonorous shout echoes.
[MOTHERFUCKER!]
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