My head suddenly got dizzy and then I started to fawn.

As I thought before, every time I succeeded in changing something quite

large and significant, then that second, my energy will return drained

quite a lot.

My energy drained quite large after successfully producing eight hundred

fat deer and one ton of fluffy rice in an instant.

When my energy drained, I almost fell several times, but I managed to

hold my body to remain straight.

As a result, I was able to remain standing on the ground even though it

was a little unsteady.

My palm tried to hold back the pain from vertigo that occurs by holding

my head on the forehead, but it seems unable to eliminate the pain.

Seeing Dewa Chandra wanted to fall to the ground, Ashwina immediately

ran towards the god filled with panic.

"Your Majesty, are you all right?" Ashwina asked in a panic tone.

For some reason, even though Dewa Chandra is a cruel person according to

the historical deity of the paradox dimension, but so in Ashwina's

heart, the girl is convinced, the Aghrarian God before her now still has

tenderness.

"Sire, are you all right?" Ashwina asked again because she was

increasingly worried about the attitude of Dewa Chandra.

"Ashwina, take me to the palace" I ordered the girl because I felt I

would no longer be able to hold my body to stand up then asked Ashwina

to help me enter my throne.

"Alright, Your Majesty," Ashwina said.

Amrita also worried about my condition and then walked up to me and

spoke: "Is there anything I can help your majesty?"

"Ah, Amrita, please help manage the condition of our food supplies in

the village warehouse, make sure all the village residents get a fair

share so that they do not starve," I ordered.

"Make sure their daily needs are fulfilled and don't worry about lack of

food, I can provide it to you without limits," I continued to Amrita.

"Alright, Lord," said Amrita while kneeling.

The village residents were delighted hearing the commands that came out

from Dewa Chandra Kumara's mouth but still maintaining their attitude.

Not long after that, I walked with Ashwina into the palace.

On the way, Ashwina seemed to embrace my body carefully, she was guiding

my way. She looks a little hobbling.

Ashwina hugged me tightly. It causes the distinctive aroma of female

sweat blows so strong into my sense of smell.

Not only that, because I have such a perverted brain which somehow

cannot be controlled, my right arm felt pressed by something round,

springy and soft.

My head suddenly felt dizzy when I realized that the soft pressure that

occurs in the area of my arm comes from Ashwina breasts which did not

wear a pair of "bra."

Fuck! No wonder, Ashwina's big breasts stick to my arm! I felt tingling,

this girl doesn't wear her "bra," and her breasts felt so smooth, oh

god, this pressure is so beautiful!

My face becomes red and hot, but this girl doesn't realize it.

Ashwina never knows that her breasts felt so fucking soft and it can

nearly kill me!

But finally, I was grateful, because, in the end, Ashwina managed to

bring me into my private room.

Fiuwhhhhh at last, it was the end of my "suffering." I was holding back

my lust due to Ashwina's pressure.

"Please hold on for a second, Your Majesty, I will make hot tea for

you," said Ashwina, who then ran out of the room.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap."

Not long afterward, Ashwina brought back her warm tea and said: "Please

drink it, Your Majesty, while it's warm."

I nodded and then reached out my hand to lift a cup of tea made by

Ashwina then gulped it.

"Glup, glup, glup."

"Ashwina, can you continue the story you've told before," I asked.

"What story that you want to listen, Your Majesty?" Ashwina asked she

seemed to forget about the story she told me before.

"The story about the paradox dimension, what do you call it - fremi?

Fremi paradox?" I reply.

"Oh, not fremi, Your Majesty, but fermi paradox," Ashwina corrected.

"Yeah, whatever, please continue your story," I asked.

"The Paradox dimension has several nations besides the Aghrarians,

including the Alpha Centurians, Alpha Draconians, Altairians, Anakims,

Arcturians, and Atacamas."

"Each nation has a god that they worship like you my Lord who is

worshiped by the Aghrarians," Ashwina said.

Wait, what!!! So, I'm not the only god in this dimension?

So there is a possibility that the gods appearing on this dimension are

not just me?

Well then, it's unusual for me and try to be a good listener for

Ashwina's story to find out more.

"Dewa Chandra Kumara is the God of the Aghrarians, Dewa Banaspati is the

God of the Alpha Centurians, Dewa Abadi Kerso is the God of the Alpha

Draconians, Dewa Amba Prahasta is the God of the Altairians," Ashwina

explained.

"Then?" I ask.

"Dewa Ambika Antareja from Anakims, Dewa Bima Bayu from Acturians and

the last is Dewa Cakil from Atacamas."

"They are famous with the term 7 Gods from the paradox dimension."

"I do not understand the nature and character of the gods of six-nation

besides Agrharian because we do not worship their gods," Ashwina said.

Okay, if Ashwina doesn't understand the character of other gods besides

me, doesn't that mean she knows the nature of the god she is worshiping

today that is none other than me?

I will try asking this to her. "Oh, then what did the legend say about

Dewa Chandra Kumara?"

"According to the legend, Dewa Chandra Kumara is a sadistic and cruel

god, he will not hesitate to slaughter anyone who does not agree with

him," Ashwina explained.

"But the cruelty of God is not without a clear cause, because Dewa

Chandra Kumara is a God who will repay good with kindness, then will

repay evil with multiple sufferings."

"God will brutally retaliate against anyone who hurts the interests of

the Aghrarians and will not even hesitate to slaughter other gods for

the interests of his people when they are mocked."

"Dewa Chandra is a God who is quite temperamental but authoritative, he

will precede the interests of his people above heaven and earth."

Suddenly Ashwina looked down embarrassingly and fell silent, her face

began to turn red, who knows what the girl thought this time made me a

little curious.

"That's all? Then why do you seem ashamed to say the next thing?" I

asked her curiously.

"Dewa Chandra likes beautiful girls..." said Ashwina. She smiled.

"One of the conditions for the revival of Dewa Chandra is to sacrifice

the blood of a virgin girl that flows from the girl's neck scrape."

"Therefore, many women of our nation who are beautiful often release

their virginity, so they are not used as offerings," Ashwina explained.

If it is true that Ashwina's words about the woman being used as a

sacrifice for the revival of god are a virgin girl, doesn't that mean

Ashwina is a girl who still maintains her virginity?"

Oh? Then you are still a virgin, Ashwina?" I asked as if I were a man

who was full of dignity, I kept my attitude so that I always looked calm

even though my brain was starting to think obscenely, imagining for

Ashwina's virgin body.

"That's right your majesty, I'm still a virgin......" Ashwina replied.

She was looking down, embarrassed.

"Hmmm, good, keep your virginity, never give your virginity to a

careless man," I reply.

Fuck!!! I swear I was sorry to say that just now, that was so

authoritative, pretentious, and full of hypocrisy.

Actually, I want her virginity! I wish she never gives her virginity to

anyone else but me! Damn it, why am I suddenly act that wise!!

Hearing my answer, for some reason, Ashwina was not at all happy but

instead showed disappointment while looking down to the floor. Ashwina

felt sad when the god said that.

Ashwina certainly will not give up her virginity to any man because the

girl secretly likes Dewa Chandra Kumara who stood in front of her at

this time.

What Dewa Chandra did not know was that the girl was very hopeful, that

someday her virginity will be given to Dewa Chandra Kumara! But for some

reason, her feelings will only happen in her dream, not in reality.

Ashwina interpreted the answer from the god differently.

The girl previously assumed that her virginity had to be given to a

regular man instead of to a god.

"Alright Ashwina, let me rest for a while to recover my lost strength

after successfully bringing eight hundred fat deer along with a ton of

fluffier rice," I ordered Ashwina because I felt fragile.

"Noted your majesty, I will wait outside" Ashwina then walked out of the

room and closed the door.

As soon as the door closed, Ashwina did not immediately walk away from

the door but stood down and cried while mumbling to herself.

"Stupid girl, who do you think you are? Do you think that you are a

beautiful girl?" Ashwina murmured to herself.

"He is a god! He is not comparable to you!!! Who do you think you are?

Remember Ashwina, you're just a dirty poor person! So you must be aware

that a god-like him will never love a poor girl like you." Ashwina

murmured to herself.

She said this to motivate herself that she will not fall in love with

the god too deep because according to Ashwina, being in love with a god

is wrong.

Ashwina continued to bend behind the door of the god's room.

Her tears continued to flow.

There was pain excruciating in her heart cavity.

Pain caused by a dream that she thought will never come true.