“Young man, think of the benefits by joining hands with me. I’m part of old gods and know many paths to reach godhood very easily. The new gods might have already ruling now. So, I will make you stand above all of them.” The god of mischief said in a serious tone.
“What’s the guarantee? What if you are using me?” Kent asked back.
“To get my divine body, I must reach the old gods. Only, you can carry me there. So, I must help you become an old god one way or another. Also, I know many secrets of gods. It will be useful all along your journey. So, let’s join hands together.” The god of mischief suggested almost in a pleading tone.
Kent sighed. “Fine. I also don’t have much time to argue with you. But if you try anything funny, I’ll seal you back in a crumbling palace. By the way, there is already a goddess living in my soul. So, don’t try to speak nonsense to me.”
“Deal!” the God of Mischief replied, sounding far too delighted. He felt excited when Kent said, there is a goddess inside.
As Kent began searching for the relic which contained the soul spirit of mischief god, the God of Mischief continued to chatter.
“So, tiny human, any cute girls in your life? Or are you one of those ‘lone wolf’ types? Very mysterious. Very brooding. Very… boring.”
“Do you ever stop talking?” Kent grumbled.
“Only when I’m sleeping. And even then, I dream of my lovely wives. You’re lucky to have me, you know. I can help you attract any woman in this world.” The voice replied smugly.
Kent shook his head, a faint smirk tugging at his lips.
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The battlefield before the Gates of the War Ground…
The war was chaotic with clashing weapons, fiery spells, and loud war cries.
The Stick family, with cunning ideology, formed an impenetrable barrier across the entrance gates. They were determined to be the first to claim entry into the ancient war grounds.
Against the Stick family, the Doom family charged forward with great ferocity. They had allied with the Jun, Kin, and Boon families, creating a big enough army that sought to fight the Stick family army and seize control of the gates.
“The Stick family thinks they own the path to the gods’ treasures! We’ll show them who truly deserves the spoils!” King Goom Doom barked, his blade burning with crimson fire magic.
From atop their war chariots, the Jun and Kin family generals led their armies according to Joon Doom’s command.
“Let’s crush them to dust!”
At the back of the battlefield, the Frost family army stood quietly. Lily Frost, observed the chaos with a calm demeanour, her pristine white robe untouched by the filth of war.
“Lady Frost, how much time are we going to wait? Every family is asking for alliances with us. Yet you reject them all?” A subordinate asked with impatience.
Lily’s icy gaze swept over the battlefield. Her voice was soft yet commanding. “Let them waste their energy. The gates will not yield to brute force alone. Wait until Kent comes back.”
“But my lady, if we don’t act now—”
“Silence. They think they are fighting for dominance. They are wrong. What lies beyond those gates will test more than their strength. Let them exhaust themselves. Our time will come.” Lily’s tone was sharp as a blade, cutting through the air.
Her words puzzled not only her subordinates but also the other spectators watching from afar.
“What is she planning?” whispered one onlooker.
“No idea. The wars were always complicated with each family using different plans” replied another.
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Far from the battlefield, Kent was engrossed in his own struggle. Following the directions of the God of Mischief, Kent searched the palace ruins for a simple golden pearl.
The golden pearl is a soul bearing treasure which contains the soul of the god of mischief.
“Tiny human, focus! It’s right there! Do you have eyes, or are those decorative slits in your mask?” The voice of the God of Mischief rang loudly.
“Do you ever stop talking? I’m starting to think, helping you is useless.” Kent siad, kicking away a rotting wine.
“Not worth it? That’s my life, mortal!… Now, look under that blood-sucking worm with the shiny tentacles. Yes, that red one!” The god spoke in a hurry.
“All these worms are red.” Kent spoke in frustration as he began mass killing all worms.
Ahhh… This is disgusting,” Kent muttered, his nose wrinkling beneath his mask.
“You’re disgusting for killing them. Now, hurry up! If you hesitate, you’ll never be a true treasure hunter.” The god countered with a snicker.
Kent sighed, using hands to search the golden pearl.
Finally, with a swift motion, he pierced the worm pointed out by voice. The vile fluids splattering across the ground. From its ruptured body, a golden pearl rolled out, faintly glowing and covered in slime.
“There it is!” the god exclaimed gleefully. “The relic containing my glorious soul!”
Kent picked up the pearl, wiping it clean with a cloth. “This is it? It looks… fake.” he asked, unimpressed.
“Well, excuse me for being trapped in a body that’s less glamorous than yours,” the god retorted.
“Now, listen closely. My soul is bound to this pearl, but it’s at the end of its lifespan. If you don’t transfer me to a soul-bearing treasure soon, I’ll dissipate forever.”
Kent frowned. “I don’t have a soul-bearing treasure. Also, I never saw one in my world. What do you expect me to do?”
The god paused. “Wait. You… don’t have one?”
“No,” Kent replied flatly.
A string of colourful curses erupted from the god. “Of all the incompetent humans in this forsaken realm, I had to pick you!”
Kent’s patience snapped. He gripped the pearl tightly, his voice dangerously low. “Do you want to be free, or do you want me to crush this thing right now?”
The god’s tone immediately changed. “No, no! Let’s not be hasty! I’m sure we can work something out. You wouldn’t hurt a charming entity like me, would you?”
Kent smirked. “That’s what I thought. Now, what’s the alternative?”
The god sighed. “Fine. You can store my soul in your soul space temporarily. But fair warning, mortal—housing a god’s soul might have… side effects.”
“Side effects?” Kent asked warily.
“Oh, nothing major. You might feel a bit mischievous. Maybe a touch of perversion. But hey, who doesn’t like a little fun?”
Kent hesitated, then nodded as he already bearing the lust goddess soul. “Fine. But I warn you. There is already a goddess inside. She is very silent unlike you. You better don’t disturb her.”
“Deal!” the god said cheerfully. Stay tuned for updates on My Virtual Library Empire
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*Bonus Chapter is on the way…