《Superficial Story》Chapter 14 - No Fun
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“Aaawwh, maaan…”
I’m back in my house in hell.
[Miiia] - Ah… ah… mashter… mashter is back… everyone…
That’s right, I promised this people a hellish orgy, haven’t I?
Come here baby… let me taste this demon pussy of yours…
[Miiia] - Aaaah… aah, maasshhta….
Ah, pussy taste on the morning.
Nice.
Uuuhm.
That lil’demons but seems enticing. With the small ballsack underneath it, tucked away nicely.
Yeeah.
Guess I will stay here for a bit.
Recharging my batteries and stuff.
Right.
***
*Inhales*
fffffFFFFUUUUUUCCKK!
Hellshit!
Motherfuckers!
Sons of syphilic donkeys!
The hell, shiit!
Seriously?
I mean, this universe seriously will give me EXP points only by making mortals create fantasy for themselves?
[Answer]: Interference. Denied. Yes. EXP points will be given by making mortals spread fantasy amongst themselves.
How the hell did that fat bastard of God Emperor get to level 999 then?
[Answer]: Interference. Impossible to reveal.
How much to overwrite the interference?
[Answer]: Interference. Denied. Impossible to overwrite. God Emperor’s authority on karma points expenditure is on place.
Mothershitter!
*sigh*…
Okay, let’s access the situation.
I’m a god.
I’m the King of all gods of Evil.
Except I’m the one and only evil god in this planet.
Which is, by the way, the only planet in this universe.
They are both a planet and a universe created by the fantasy pantheon.
So everyone has stats and skills and all of that bullshit associated with fantasy worlds, as if it was a videogame.
Including me.
I’m level 1.
Which doesn’t mean much since I’m the King of all Evil Gods, except on one single skill of mine - omnipotence.
As things are, this world has karma, both bad and good, and also energy.
I can use bad karma to build my kingdom - hell -, as well as to summon minions -demons, demi-gods and so on, and good karma to reward my followers with powers and divine skills. I can also use good karma to make divine weapons and so on.
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On another words, karma is my divine blessing power.
Now, energy, I need it to make things in the physical plane.
I need energy to make things from nothingness, and also to make any big impact on the physical world.
The amount of energy I need is determined by my level.
So, the higher my level is, the lesser the amount of energy I need to make things directly, that is, without depending on followers and the such.
The problem is, to gain levels I need to spread the fantasy pantheon’s power all over the souls which inhabit this world - that is, I need to make them into creative people which live surrounded by fantasy.
Oh shit.
I got it.
I know how that motherfucker did it.
How he reached level 999 so easily.
This planet… and the people on it… all of this fantasy skills and shit… that’s the God Emperor’s doing, right?!
[Answer]: Interference. Impossible to answer.
Overwrite.
[Answer]: Impossible to overwrite. God Emperor’s authority in place.
Fuck this.
I know how to answer this.
I need no omniscience.
No.
There is someone who I can ask to.
Right…
Mia, goddess of night and despair?
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