Chapter 19: A Servant of Death

[Demonym Acquired!]

[Empyrean]

“Demonym? Is that like a nationality?”

Leaning against a tree trunk, Nerez checked the latest notifications on his Godscript while he waited for the light to appear and whisk him off to who knew where.

“And Empyrean? I barely spent one night there… Well, if they’re going to take care of my ID, or whatever it is gods use, I’m not going to complain.”

His eyes then drifted to the section of the Godscript that displayed his information.

[CLASS: God of Death]

[RANK: Absolute God]

A long, tired sigh slipped from his lips.

“‘Absolute God’… ‘god’ was already too much… Can’t I switch to farmer or something? I don’t even know what absolute god means…”

He raised his head and looked up at Eryndea’s sky from the clearing.

Then his expression changed as realization hit him.

“Wait… does this mean I’m actually free from the Goddess of Fate’s curse? Could I even… have a family of my own?”

Nerez lowered his head, lost in thought.

“I never had a wife, so I never had any descendants. If I’d had any over those thousand lives, I’d be worried sick about them… Mm? Could that angel-faced demon have put that curse on me precisely to keep something like that from happening?”

He thought it over for a few moments, but eventually shook his head hard.

“Well, even if that was her intention, it doesn’t change the fact that she killed me and condemned my soul to an endless cycle of reincarnation…”

The sound of something rustling nearby pulled him out of his thoughts.

“Looks like the sleeping beau… beast is finally waking up.”

After slowly opening her eyes, as though each eyelid weighed a ton, Cerys spent a while staring blankly into space before sitting up with the same sluggishness.

“Ugh… my head… Why…? Why am I still alive?”

“I wouldn’t call it ‘still being alive.’ I’d say it’s more like coming back to life…”

“You…! Nerez! What do you mean by that?”

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“I think it’d be quicker if you checked your Godscript.”

Cerys struggled to her feet and began staring into the air as if she were meditating.

Of course, any god or god candidate would have known she was really checking the Godscript, the tool that linked them to the Divine Order.

Now that he was getting used to it, the Godscript felt a bit like a computer to Nerez, while the Divine Order seemed more like the internet.

Granted, only if the internet were a single entity and also embodied all the laws of the cosmos…

“What is this? Soulwarden…?”

Nerez scratched his head, slightly uncomfortable as she kept reading.

“I’m the god of death’s servant?! I’m a goddess?!”

“Well, a lesser one, to be exact. But since you were so set on becoming a goddess, I thought this would still do…”

“You’re the god of death?! Ah, well… that figures… Wait, you turned me into a goddess?! Me?! A defeated enemy?! Didn’t you have any allies waiting for you…?”

“I don’t know if you’re implying I’m someone with no friends, but I’d rather you think of me as having no burdens.”

Cerys kept staring at her Godscript in silence, but with every passing second, her expression grew more astonished.

“My stats are insane now!”