Faith, Lust, and Hypnosis

"Wake up."

It was dark. He couldn't see anything whatsoever.

"...?"

He tried to move his body but couldn't. It felt like he was floating around aimlessly on a sea of clouds in pitch darkness. His mind felt incredibly heavy as if something or someone was playing with it.

'Who...?'

He thought about why he couldn't recall even the most basic of things — not his name or how he got here or where 'here' was for that matter.

"You are awake, right? Don't pretend, I see your body trembling a bit there."

A familiar voice, he heard it from somewhere, but he just couldn't recall where or when.

"...Ungh..."

He tried to speak, but nothing came out but grunts and incoherent babbles. It was then he realized his mouth was gagged by a ball-like object. Saliva kept on leaking from his lips, trickling down to his chin and finally dripping down to the ground below.

It took a moment, but slowly, his senses returned bit by bit.

'I can't speak nor see anything... I'm being blindfolded, gagged... my hands and legs... are being held by something.'

"Agh...!"

The sudden realization hit him like a gut punch. Laven started thrashing around and squirmed wildly like a fish caught in the net. He tried to yell and groan for help, but it was futile. He realized he was being locked into some sort of pillory, one meant for criminals who've been found guilty for their crimes.

Laven's heart started beating fast. His head throbbed harder, pounding so hard as if a jackhammer was used upon it. No matter how hard he struggled, his limbs wouldn't budge an inch. They were locked up tight with his neck by the pillory, bent forward such that his butt was sticking out wide in the air while his whole front half dangled limply towards the floor.

'W-what happened...!? How did I get here...!? Ah—!'

A flood of memories entered his mind all at once. He remembered how took on Gin's challenge to make Daria orgasm before him and failed at the end.

'A-ah... I'm screwed...'

He recalled the punishment if he failed to take on the challenge.

'I'm going to be turned into a breeding sow, just like Daria...'

A sense of despair dawned on him, knowing full well the fate which awaited him. Laven continued to struggle pointlessly against his restraints.

"Ahn... uungh..."

His grunts and moans passed through the ball gag before echoing throughout the empty room. There was another person speaking to him, a familiar, feminine voice.

"Fully awake now? Good."

That voice belonged to Sera. Laven was sure of it. Her tone, her inflection, everything indicated that she was annoyed, as if she had been waiting for him to regain consciousness for far too long.

"Se... rha...?"

It was difficult to speak with the ball gag still on him, but Laven managed to mumble Sera's name through the thick, leathery material.

"Heh—"

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Gin had created a wooden pillory with his Faith points, a simple enough task to do. After that were chains that bind his ankle together to the ground, preventing him from closing his groins. Once he was satisfied with the height and Laven's posture, then real work began.

Using his power of miracles, Gin transformed Laven into a hermaphrodite─ something that has become more and more common to him. The transformation barely took five seconds as there was barely anything to change, physique wise.

Laven already looked like a girl in the first place. His beautiful, feminine physique was like a sculpture made by the gods themselves— slender waist, shapely hips, toned arms and legs and plump, juicy buttocks. He had long eyelashes and dark blue eyes that hid behind the curtains of golden blonde hair. Gin thought any further change would only reduce his 'aesthetic'. Instead, he only added a vagina alongside his cock and increased the sensitivity of his nipples, making them perk up harder and turn a deeper shade of pinkish-red.

Now that he─ she became a true hermaphrodite with all the perks of being one, Laven was ready to be bred.

"Uuh... agh... nngg... ha...!"

As a test run, Gin rubbed and pinched on her sensitive nubs while licking on her earlobes and whispering sweet words of praise to her ears.

"Good girl, that's a good girl," Gin said. He touched her naked body from the front while blowing hot breath on the back of her ears, giving her goosebumps. "Look how erect your nipples are right now... even though I haven't done much to them."

He fondled both of her breasts and squeezed on her sensitive nubs before rolling them between his fingers.

"Oooh... nnhnn... ah... hahh..."

Laven couldn't keep quiet any longer. She let out a squeal from the unfamiliar sensation running through her body and arched her back as if she wanted more.

'I don't understand... why are my nipples so sensitive...!?'

Smiling in satisfaction, Gin pulled back and added more changes into Laven as Sera stood by the side, naked with a full on erection. Her face was flushed red, just barely holding on to herself, ready to jump at Laven at any moment notice.

'Oh, I want the Lord to call me a good girl too...'

Gin reached into his pocket and pulled out an object. It looked bizarre and unfamiliar to Sera who had never seen this thing before, it was small and made of metal.

"Don't move now, I'm going to put this on you."

Gin went to Laven's side and reached to her erect cock, precum leaking out from its tip. He slid the metal contraption at her base where it clamped firmly around her shaft. It was forceful and sudden, causing her to shudder in a violent fit of spasm. Laven started panting louder and louder the more Gin tightened the metal clamp around her throbbing rod.

"Mmmnggh!?" Laven mumbled incoherently while Sera stared at what Gin did in confusion.

'W-What is that...? It's clamping on his─her dick so tight...'

"Alright, it's done."

Gin took a step back and patted his thighs. He had no intention to explain what the metal object was to Sera and Laven. It was obviously a chastity cage, serving to render her cock useless. He thought it was a fitting look for Laven as she should only focus on giving pleasure from her new vagina. This way, she could endure anything Sera gives without climaxing prematurely. Maybe, maybe not. It might actually enhance the pleasure for her.

"You're ready. Go wild." Gin gave Sera permission to ravage Laven however she liked. With zero hesitation or doubt, the female swordsman leapt at Laven's back with a rabid grin on her face, gripping her cock tighter than necessary.

"Eek!?" Laven's entire body froze upon feeling Sera's prick rubbing against her inner labia. Her breath became erratic the moment Sera started grinding against her soft cheeks and thighs, coating it with a mixture of her own slick and precum.

'W-what is this...!? Something's wrong! There's something else behind my penis...!'

Laven was taken aback by the foreign sensation between her legs, writhing wildly while Sera gripped both sides of her waist to steady her movements. Sera smirked and kept on massaging her thighs with her crotch, drawing circles on her entrance, teasing her with her raging length.

"Laven... I'm about to take your viginity, and you are going to take mine..."

Sera's voice sounded seductive yet filled with nervousness. Perhaps she was unsure of the sensations and feelings taking over her body and mind. All that she knew was the need to breed Laven, to claim the latter's maidenhood. That was all Sera could think of, and all she cared of at the moment.

A wide grin spread across her lips as she pulled away and aimed her rock-hard penis towards the quivering opening below, ready to drive it into Laven's pussy like a stake.

"Mmnnfgg!" Squeals of fear and desire came from the blonde hermaphrodite's mouth, but she couldn't even hope to stop the assault due to the constraints around her body.

"You love me don't you, Laven? You took the challenge for your undying love for me, right? Now that you have lost, you are nothing more than a breeding sow. You have no other purpose but to be our sexual relief. That would be bad for you, isn't it?"

The proud woman's tone turned sadistic and lustful with each passing second, as if her rational mind had been cast aside like unwanted garbage. Even without Sera saying so, Laven couldn't help but feel ashamed at having failed the challenge. Her face turned beet-red with both arousal and shame as she struggled to escape, but her futile attempts proved to be useless in the end.

"Rest assured, Laven. For I will be your first...!"

Sera let out a throaty groan when the tip of her penis penetrated the damp folds of Laven's lower entrance. It was a different sensation than when she used her hands to masturbate or when her hole were fucked by Gin and Wyca. It felt divine— blissful even. It felt like her entire body was enveloped in a warm, soothing blanket. Pleasure of great magnitude flooded her senses.

"Hya... hyn... ahhhnnn...!"

Laven whimpered and bit into the ball gag, but the pleasurable sounds still found their way through her gagged mouth.

'I'm... getting raped by Sera...! V-vagina... my vagina...! G-Gin did this! He has to be...! Ahh... it's so big... she's bigger than me...! T-this can't be happening...!'

Sera was deeply concentrated as she moved her hips, ignoring the mess of thoughts in her mind and instead focusing solely on her instinct, her urges to satisfy her carnal desires.

"A virgin pussy! Ahh... Laven... your insides... are amazing...!" Sera cried out. Her voice echoed throughout the room, bouncing off against the wooden walls.

"Ugnnnh!"

The loud grunts escaping her mouth caused Laven to stiffen up again. Tears leaked down her eyes, wetting her cheek and dripping to the floor beneath her. At the same time, a torrent of fluid gushed out of her caged erect penis, splattering the ground with thick cummy juices.

SPLURRTT—! SPLURT—!!

─Ping!

─Faith points +180

Sera ignored the fact that Laven was ejaculating from her tiny cocklet, only focusing on ramming deeper and deeper into the blond's snatch until she was balls deep inside her body.

"Aren't you happy...!? Aren't you happy, Laven!? I took your virginity, and I gave you mine! You love me right...!?"

Laven, with his mind clouded in the haze of painful ecstasy, couldn't even shake his head from having his neck locked in a pillory. Nevertheless, his trembling body answered her question for him. He was overwhelmed by the unbearable euphoria induced by the penis stretching his insides apart, trying desperately to suppress his urge to moan in bliss.

'It's hot... it's too hot...!' Laven couldn't handle Sera's sizeable endowment anymore. She was a lot bigger than he expected her to be. The hot sensation spreading throughout his body made him feel faint.

'I-if this goes on... I'll break...'

Meanwhile, Gin was highly entertained by the show these two performed before him. Watching their lewd bodies squirm and writhe in pleasure always brought a smile to his lips.

'We are just getting started.'

Gin took both Laven and Sera back to his old room, the shed at the back of Teressa and Collette's house in the woods. It was to prepare for this moment, for Laven and Sera to make 'love'.

'It was the correct decision. Laven is pumping out a high number of Faith points by himself. Her feelings for Sera are just that strong, huh?'

Just watching them fuck non-stop like animals in heat was good, but not satisfying enough for Gin. He slid down his pants and pushed his girthy, veiny cock towards Laven's gasping mouth, releasing the ball-gag that bound the blondie.

"Here, have a taste."

Laven's eyes widened the moment her lips and tongue touched Gin's cock, causing her entire body to shiver.

'N-no way... he can't be serious...!'

She tried to turn her head away, but Gin forced himself deeper into her mouth. In spite of herself, Laven began to move his tongue all over his shaft and even swallowed down his fluids with such eagerness. The sweet, salty pungent flavor sent shivers down her spine and caused her toes to curl in pleasure. It wasn't long before she was sucking hard on his member, enjoying the taste of his cum.

"Ahngh... Slurrp! Slurrp!"

The pleasurable sensation washed over Gin's entire body when he felt the warmth of Laven's lips enclosing the base of his cock. His heartbeat quickened, sending blood rushing through his veins and giving him an exhilarating rush of adrenaline.

"Ooh... this feels good," he groaned softly, stroking Laven's hair as he pumped his hips back and forth. He watched in fascination as the blonde cock-sleeve's eyes rolled into her skull every time he slammed into her mouth, causing her nose to rub against his curly pubes . "That's a good girl...!"

'I can't... I'll... break...'

Being pounded from the back and the front by the ones she loves and hates the most left her dizzy with confusion. A part of her screamed to fight back and escape, but she couldn't muster enough strength to resist Gin's thrusting cock nor Sera's fucking.

'...God... This feels... so good...'

Laven found herself drooling uncontrollably while staring blankly at Gin's muscular thighs and fuzzy crotch, losing sight of her surroundings. Everything around her was a blur— a colorful whirlpool of chaos and disorientation— all except for the man standing before her who seemed like he was glowing within the darkness.

"You want more, don't you? Hah... take my cum... and drink it all down," Gin moaned breathlessly, grabbing onto Laven's head and pulling his throbbing shaft out of her mouth. He started jerking it off rapidly while pressing its tip against her quivering lips, spitting sticky strings of his thick white semen directly into her mouth.

SPLURRTTT—!! SPLURRT—!!

"Aah... don't spill a drop..."

Gin let out a satisfied groan as he wiped his penis clean with her blond hair after dumping his load inside. Laven trembled upon contact, crying out tears of pure agony and pleasure while gulping down large mouthfuls of his spunk. Breathing was difficult as she choked. It tasted so sweet, so addicting, rich and creamy with a hint of saltiness mixed in.

"Ugh... mm... hhh... guu... ouuugghh...!!"

A line of saliva trailed down her lips and chin, dripping down her smooth neck where beads of sweat rolled off her skin. Her whole body shuddered as she gasped for air between mouthfuls of cum. This caused her to also reach orgasm and climax again from both of her genitals while being plugged up by Sera's piston-like cock.

SPLUURTTTt—!! sPLURrtt—!!

─Ping!

─Faith points +180

"Ugh...!" Laven screamed out loud, her body quivered hard as she came yet another powerful stream of thick milky substance, coating the wooden floorboards underneath her feet with white thick fluid.

"Oh, Laven, you are so tight...!" Sera moaned aloud, hugging Laven around her slender waist before driving her hips forward at full force, slamming all nine inches of meat rod deep into her snatch at once. As if someone lit fireworks under her ass, her vision exploded into stars while her muscles clenched tight around Sera's dick as waves of euphoria engulfed her brain.

SPPPLLUURTTT—!!

─Ping!

─Faith points +150

Her entire frame shook as Sera held on to her hips tightly. Laven tried to breathe deeply and relax her body while feeling the hot semen oozing out of her vaginal cavity, trickling down her inner thighs before seeping into the cracks between the planks of wood flooring below.

"Ahh... this is amazing... I'm really cumming inside you!" Sera muttered to herself while cupping Laven's butt cheeks, squeezing them firmly with each word she uttered. "Nngh... Ugh... I'm... gonna cum again...!"

Sera let out a shrill cry before erupting inside Laven once more.

'Another orgasm...!? It's not stopping! No way! There's so much...!'

SPLUURRTTT—!! SPLURT—!!

─Ping!

─Faith points +150

A rush of warm gooey liquid shot through her meat canal and entered her womb, filling it up to a brimming point, subtly swelling her stomach with its volume before leaking out from her stuffed vagina and further lubricating Sera's thick pole.

"Ngghh..." Laven could only muffle her groans and screams of agony as more of the cloudy gray essence flowed freely into her belly. Her vision grew hazy and blurred, her consciousness fading fast. Yet she did not lose her sanity— her mind remained focused despite the extreme pleasure she experienced at that moment. All she could think of was how wonderful Sera's cock felt against her insides, how her pussy tightened around it like a vice grip, refusing to let go of it for a single second.

"Laven...! Laven!" Sera's cries became more desperate and louder with each passing moment as her orgasm subsided. "Haa...! Your... vagina... I can't get enough of it! Fuck!"

Sera breathed heavily while withdrawing her still erect shaft from Laven's snatch, leaving behind a trail of leftover sperm coating the swollen pink folds of her labia minora. With one final shove, Sera drove the entirety of her member all the way up to the hilt until her glans kissed her cervix.

"HNGGHH... Se...ra...!!"

"Laven...!! Cumming...!!"

SPPPPRRRRRTT!!!

One last surge of intense euphoria hit the pair at once, close to rendering them immobile and unconscious.

─Ping!

─Faith points +180

─Ping!

─Faith points +150

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The cycle kept on repeating itself for a while. Sera was using Laven's newly made pussy like a disposable onahole to satisfy her lust, cumming all her pent-up semen deep into her womb once it was full before letting it overflow. There was no rest nor break in between. Sera couldn't stop moving her hips despite having orgasmed countless times already, spewing copious amounts of baby batter without pause as if she had an endless supply. It was like Sera was a hose which never ran out of water, and Laven was nothing more than a receptacle for her to empty her reservoirs of her urine and seeds, all the while her caged cocklet swayed back and forth.

There was a thick and sticky puddle below them both, spreading out wider and wider by the second due to their constant sex. Sera reached for Laven's flat tits, rubbing her hardened nipples with her thumbs while keeping her erect rod deep inside Laven's battered pussy. Her newfound feminine organ kept twitching and throbbing non-stop during all that time, dribbling out thick and heavy loads of her 'milk' before adding more stains to the ground.

'I don't know anymore...! I want more! More!'

Gin took pleasure in seeing Sera ravaging the hermaphrodite body with unrelenting abandon. The image of her breasts swaying back and forth was hypnotic. He leaned forward and grabbed hold of Laven's face with both hands, bringing his lips towards hers once more.

He licked her teeth and then stuck his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweet saliva while she responded positively and sucked back at his own tongue, letting him explore her oral cavity at his leisure. After a while he pulled out and gazed intently at her bright blue eyes.

"You will do well as a breeding sow, Laven."

"Mmnfff... nguuuaahh..." Laven mumbled incoherently as Gin took his hand off her mouth and released her head. Had the pillory wasn't there to support her weight, her face would've fallen directly onto the filthy ground, covered in layers upon layers of wet cum. But thanks to the restraints, she managed to keep her posture despite her body nearly going limp from exhaustion.

'I'm getting a lot of Faith points from these two. Laven seems to be a natural cocksleeve, perfect for breeding, especially when paired with Sera. I wonder if making her addicted to cocks without relying on pure hypnosis is key to generating more points.'

Gin rubbed his chin in contemplation, pondering deeply about what else he can do to milk Laven's mind and body of even more points. It's not like he had run out of ideas or anything. Plenty of naughty things were swimming around his head, all waiting to be done to the helpless captive before him.

"Nggh... ooouggh..."

"Laven! Laven...!!"

Both of them seemed to have lost their mind. Sera hugged Laven from the back while pistoning her hips like animals in heat, holding on to her slim waist without showing signs of fatigue. Sera's debauched face teetered between delirium and euphoria, she couldn't control her impulses nor did she seem interested in stopping. Just when she thought she'd stopped producing semen, more of her male reproductive fluid would come spurting out of her urethra and flood the insides of Laven's freshly made womanhood.

More Faith points poured out of them, and Gin felt content.

'I'm going to refresh their body and let them go at it for a while. Maybe it's time to tie up any loose ends in this village. Karda will be the next target. Treo will have to be 'prepped up' as soon as possible, and I have no choice but to go with him to scout the area.'

For now, Daria would serve at the training field while Laven, the shed.

'I need to experiment further with Laven. I wonder if I can squeeze more Faith points out of him per climax. Once I figured out something, I might be able to do something about Daria too.'

There wasn't anything noteworthy beside Sera herself. Similar to Wyca when she obtained her meat rod, Sera too became delirious from the pleasure, orgasming with both a penis and a vagina. Having both genitals means double the fun, after all. They would entangle with each other for a long, long while together.

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‘How long has it been since I crossed over to this world? Months have passed, but it felt like decades…’

Looking back, he had become a completely different person compared to what he was before meeting the goddess of virtue.

‘Where did that clueless, ignorant guy go? I still remember that empty and pointless life. Wandering around here and there, living the same routine over and over again. Why did I find the motivation to keep on living, right at the end of my life? Why can’t I find it much earlier, when I was still in my teens?’

Gin questioned his life, pondering upon the choices he took so far. The miracle system, the hypnosis, the lives of people he ruined and rebuilt…

‘From a world of order where ethics and morality rules, I was just an average person drifting around this earth, existing but not truly living. I sleep, work, eat, earn money to pay my bills… it felt meaningless. I asked my purpose of life again and again to no avail. I can never find the answer I was looking for. Not even at the end of my life.’

It was then he realized, even in death Gin hadn’t found his purpose. All he managed to grasp was a sliver of motivation to keep on living, to put effort into changing his life for the better— but there still wasn’t a clear goal.

‘Now here I am, a ruler of a hundred people or so. I can decide their life, to live or die by my will, to suffer or to enjoy, to experience happiness and misery… have I found my purpose? I would like to go back to my old world along with this power, that way I think I can actually enjoy living there.’

With the village falling under his control, Gin delegated some responsibilities to Teressa and Collette to handle the place. If there would be trouble among the villagers, then he would use his Faith points to resolve it.

Wyca too, helped him a lot by taking care of the breeding sows. Keeping them well fed, cleaning and grooming them, and of course the last but not the least, encouraging them to stay ‘motivated’.

Once Gin experimented a little bit more, he figured out how to squeeze more points out of Daria, Laven, and Sera more effectively.

‘Since Laven is deeply in love with Sera, it was obvious they would be a pair. The dynamics, however, weren’t as straightforward. They weren’t just any normal ‘couple’, no.’

Unlike Sera who was brainwashed to liking Gin unconditionally, most of Laven’s conscience was left intact as much as possible with few minor adjustments here and there. In a sense, she wasn’t truly a zealot. Unlike the others, Laven doesn't fall into the category of 'brainless slut' and 'mind broken slave', though those aren’t bad tags themselves.

She retained a ‘healthy’ dose of common sense and rational thinking. Perhaps, because of this, the intensity and the amount of debauchery of the sex itself was heightened to an unprecedented point, causing Laven to milk out tons of Faith points every time she orgasms. Gin believes that this phenomenon is unique to her due to her love for Sera and hatred for him, resulting in an unusual emotional cocktail that drives the overall process.

Through careful manipulation and experiments, he found out the exact conditions needed to achieve the desired result, thus making Laven the ideal candidate for a breeding sow.

‘The more depraved, perverted, humiliating and degrading the act is, the higher the probability of getting points out of it. For Laven, orgasming while getting raped by your one and only love, as well as your nemesis at the same time is, for lack of a better term, fucking insane, both literally and figuratively. It brings one to levels of ecstasy unimaginable to any normal human being. This combined with the effects of being a hermaphrodite, allows for mind-breaking point farming.’

To add more insult to injury, there is also the added effect of the chastity cage that serves to further enhance the pleasure for the breeding sow— it is like a double edged sword for Laven. The sense of taboo went through the roof as a side-effect. Her sensitivity towards sex and intimacy with her partner skyrocketed by an enormous margin. It goes without saying that her output of points greatly increased.

‘The dynamics goes the same for Wyca. I brought out her darkest, deepest desires for Sera. Her immoral kink to own her, putting a leash on her neck, treating her like a dog… The sense of taboo, depravity, and perversion heightened their emotions and intensity of the sex, causing both to generate a shit ton of Faith points in the long run.'

Wyca’s deep-seated desire to dominate over Sera since childhood had festered into a twisted sense of love. A sick obsession with someone you don't want to see suffering but also wish to see bowing to you and worshiping the ground you walk on was abnormal in itself. It was Wyca's curse to want to do something utterly impossible.

Her frustration, pain, and guilt that had accumulated throughout the years caused the complex emotional cocktail to brew and boil at a rapid pace, allowing Gin to easily exploit that opportunity and fuel her lust to new heights, while twisting her personality and turning her into his loyal slave. Wyca now fully believes she was meant to serve and obey his orders without question. That is her fate, to be forever indebted to his ‘kindness’ and ‘salvation’ for granting her the impossible.

‘As for Daria, she was rather simple. She was once but a teenage, horny boy. She didn’t have much dark or twisted desire like Wyca, or a childhood crush like Laven. She was just impressionable and generally horny, like a normal teenager would. Giving her a hermaphrodite body with high stamina and libido regeneration was enough to make her squeeze tons of Faith points for days and night.’

Another hypothesis that he hadn’t tested yet came to mind.

‘Humans in general, are complex beings. The emotions that they nurtured and grew with since the moment of their birth are multilayered and multifaceted. The suggestions and hypnosis I put them under were shallow and basic in comparison. There were barely any depths in them. Wyca, and Laven, who rely on their original emotions and thoughts, produce more Faith points compared to others like Teressa, Collette, and Mora who underwent significant brainwashing. Daria is slightly better than them, but still paled in comparison in the end. It seems like the artificial intensity I created was still lacking. Maybe there’s a better way to use my hypnosis…’

All in all, everything went smoothly for Gin. His conquest for Laim ended in a fanfare of sexual moans and screams of ecstasy. What was once a remote village had turned into his personal harem within a mere couple of months. Gin didn’t really expect it to work out at first, he thought it would take him longer, but he never realized it would be achieved with such ease. He underestimated his ability to manipulate people and his newfound powers. The potential of the miracle system has opened his eyes for the future.

‘For now, the village is working as usual. All the small shops still open, the restaurant still operates, and Faith points keep on pouring in.’

At this point, Gin could just sit back, relax, and enjoy the fruit of his labor. Having sex with anyone he wants, in any shape or form he would like. But as a human, Gin knew better than that.

To crave, to want, to possess, and to dominate. A hunger that could never be satiated. Gin was content right at this moment, but he knew better that once things settled down and he had his fun with all of his subjects, he would start to look for more toys to play with.

To grow stronger, and to expand his territory.

‘Let’s say that if I ever reach the same level as the goddess of virtue who gave me this power, can I return to my old world? Even she could not return me to my old world. How could I, who is infinitely weaker than her, think that I could do it on my own?’

Gin began to question himself. Why did he ask to be a god like herself in the first place? Was it arrogance? Was he implying that he would become a better, greater god than her, the one that granted him a second chance at life? To pull off bigger miracles than her, who could grant ordinary people like him the power to be a god?

‘I didn’t even realize what I was asking of her. The power to be a god, to return to my old world, something that an immortal like her couldn’t even pull off.’

Then came the next question.

‘How long would it take for me to reach her level? A year? A hundred? A thousand? A million? Just how long?’ Gin paused for a moment, ‘Even then, how many more points would I need to surpass her? And if I did manage to surpass her, would the world that I longed for still exist…?’

As Gin continued this line of thinking, he realized that he might be a tad too late even if he managed to succeed in his future conquest.

A seed of doubt began to grow in his heart. Gin contemplated over the decisions he has made so far. The points of his journey, the reason why he did all of this.

‘Perhaps, going back to my original world might not be possible, in the end. I’m not sure, but I think I’ve been running a fool’s errand for a while.’

Maybe thanks to his high Mind and Intelligence Stats, Gin managed to calm himself much quicker and think in a rational and logical manner. Instead of fretting over the matter, he decided to change his plans for the near future. He will make preparations for the worst-case scenario.

What can he do in case going home proves to be impossible? Is there anything worth doing after crossing over to this fantasy-like world? Does he want to live a full-life here instead?

“To revive someone who is already dead would take a lot of ‘Faith’. Even if I do have that much ‘Faith’ with me, the odds of returning you whence you came would be another separate issue itself. The worlds are all over the space, constantly moving, dying, reborn, unending and infinitely vast.”

Gin recalled the goddess’s words.

‘Worlds… Other worlds exist. If I can’t find my original world… then maybe…’

A thought came to his mind.

‘There might be other worlds that’s similar just like my own…’

It was then he realized, there was no need to despair.

‘Or maybe, I could just craft my own…’

This was a long journey, one that would take practically forever to complete, if ever. After all, who knows what might happen once he ascended to godhood. A never ending adventure between many worlds, either ruling as an all-mighty deity or experiencing life as a mortal... anything could happen so long as he wished for it.

‘I need to become a full fledged god. I need to be strong enough until I can leave this realm and when that happens… I will make my choice then.’

A journey that he never thought would occur in a million years just happened to him. When else would he chance upon the power to alter reality to his liking, brainwash people into his loyal puppet, and create things out of thin air? If anything, the sheer absurdity of the situation was almost laughable. The unbelievable was now believable to him, and it would continue to become more and more surreal the more he delved into his power. Gin was excited and scared at the same time. His heart raced as the possibilities flooded into his mind.

'This was just the first step of many...'