Meeting The God Of The Gods

“So!! You muscle-brained idiot!! With such great powers at your disposal!”

“What are you talking about?! Think about it. Dive? You can’t do anything with just that skill. And how long is the cooldown? Moreover, Assimilation? Combining these two skills costs 4.5 million. So that’s it. Choosing these two powers means it’s over, right?”

At the Legion House dining room, Hyo-ju started her day by scolding me, as usual.

When we first made the contract, the conversation about powers led Hyo-ju to become curious about me using various powers (albeit fake ones), which was the start of this nagging.

Smack!!

“You idiot!!”

“Whoa, hitting my head will only hurt your hand, Hyo-ju.”

“If only you had chosen that… If you had just thought a little more, pondered, or if your brain had functioned properly… If that had been the case, we wouldn’t be struggling like this… Ah!! It’s so frustrating!! It’s all your fault!!”

“Wh-what are you saying…? Ugh!”

Feeling a sudden surge of emotion, I stood up to argue, but I quietly sat back down under Hyo-ju’s fiery gaze.

When she has that look in her eyes, you must never provoke Lee Hyo-ju. Unless you want to find out why she’s called the ‘Madwoman of the Battlefield’ instead of her prestigious title of ‘Military Star’ among the Seven Stars.

Most in the Legion agreed that she chose the wrong god.

“Isn’t there a God of Blunt Speech or something like that? Or maybe a demon that corrupts humans just by nagging? There must be a demon like that. Or a demon that cunningly deceives to gain advantage– Eek!!”

“Kim Han~! Are you daydreaming while I’m talking? Huh? Is that it?”

“…Ah! Right! Finder asked me for an escort today!! Haha, I’ll be back!!”

“Hold it right there.”

“…Eek!!”

A murderous aura surged from behind like a typhoon. As I turned my head, it felt like I heard a creaking sound from my neck.

“Sigh… You fool, that’s why you should think ahead!”

“Okay, let’s say that’s all fine. To be honest, Ludicer is a novice among the lower gods. It’s been less than 100 years since she received divinity. At this level, she is practically a newborn among the gods.”

“And?”

“And? Of course, it means that no matter how much I worried, the result would have been similar. Moreover, that cold woman doesn’t care at all about her agent. I’m in this position purely because of my own efforts.”

“Sigh… Our lacking Han~! Listen to your noona. Now, the agent of that Rampas you envy. What powers do they have?”

“Various healing spells, including ones that can revive those on the brink of death, detoxification spells, attack spells that deal extra damage to demon proxies, and the ability to use light for movement, stealth, and attacks. Most notably, they command five angels with two pairs of wings and one angel with four pairs.”

“And?”

“And? What do you mean, ‘and’? That’s enough.”

At my words, Hyo-ju sighed deeply and looked at me with a pitiful expression.

I was irked by that look but was too scared to say anything for fear of it backfiring.

“Among those ‘skills’ of yours, which one has the highest level?”

“Me? Well… ‘Training’.”

“So, that ‘training’ passive skill of yours… With just that, you’re becoming several times stronger than others in a year. But you only recently became part of the Seven Stars after 20 years, right?”

“That’s right! I am indeed…”

“Enough! But what if you had a foundation to efficiently develop and easily acquire skills from the start? Since your stats consistently increase with the ‘training’ passive skill anyway, what if you had prepared extensively for 100 days before entering the battlefield with the Dive and Assimilation? What then, huh?”

“Well, I don’t know?”

“We don’t have a large growth limit. Unless we find hidden relics tossed to us like livestock by the gods or absorb power by killing the opposing faction or other agent, our power only increases slightly each year. It’s like a linear graph. But you’re different, aren’t you? If you had prepared thoroughly, you would have grown exponentially like a quadratic or cubic function! No, now that I think about it, it’s infuriating. How could someone so foolish be given such a great ability?! Why?”

“There’s no need to get angry about it, is there?”

“And!! Who told you to recklessly disclose your information?! Do you answer everything just because someone asks?!!”

“No, no! I only answered because you asked. Oh, let’s put down the Answerer and talk. Don’t throw it… Ahhh!!”

―From a past that was the future.

“Huh? Ludicer, what is Fons? And Origin powers?”

“You…! Fons? You mean Fons…?”

“Huh? Well, I’m not sure either. But that’s what it says in the description.”

“What?! Such… Oh?! Yes, yes. I understand.”

“…What?”

“You are truly unique. Initially, I had no interest in the filthy ‘Battlefield of the Gods.’ Not only because I recently acquired divinity, but also because I think the ‘Battlefield of the Gods’ is unreasonable. But after meeting you, I find myself intrigued by this ‘Battlefield of the Gods.’ Anyway, he is calling you. Please survive until we meet again, my agent.”

“What the…? Huh?”

Just as I was about to retort with a snappy comeback about selling nonsense with a solemn face, I was startled to realize that the surrounding scenery had changed in an instant without any sense of incongruity.

Now that I am an agent rather than an ordinary human, I didn’t sense anything at all.

“You are the one, the child who traversed the Garden of Aetas.”

The voice that came from above made me even tenser.

There was a man I had never seen before, sitting on a long throne placed on three high steps, looking at me with interest.

“What? Aetas, the god in charge of Hyo-ju? The God of Time?”

“Yes. It’s amazing that you’re alive after reversing time… And you, you’re Fons.”

“If being alive is amazing, does that mean you’ve seen someone die? And Fons? What’s that? No, before that, if Ludicer called you ‘that person,’ could you be the one I’m thinking of?”

“If the one you’re thinking of is the God of Gods, the Creator, then yes. Oh, the more I look at you, the more fascinating you are. You don’t even know why you reversed time.”

“Huh? Then do you, Creator, know?”

“Of course. I’m the Creator.”

“Oh, I see.”

This being was speaking with a face full of pride. It was hard to believe.

“If I hadn’t allowed it, do you think Aetas, no matter how high a God of Time they are, could have reversed time? Especially in the ‘Battlefield of the Gods.’”

“…I suppose not?”

“Exactly.”

The more I saw the Creator nodding with a satisfied smile, as if proud of himself, the more I sighed.

“Will you tell me?”

“No.”

“I expected as much.”

“Aren’t you curious about Fons? And the power you received?”

“Yes, well. I am curious.”

“Hahaha!”

The Creator found the poor human who reversed time amusing.

In his heart, he wanted to keep this human by his side and talk, but even that would bring him immense misfortune, so he gave up. That’s the nature of cause and effect.

Even those who followed him eventually strayed from his will. All he could give was a momentary grace like this to explain.

“Yes, Fons refers to the origin standing at the starting point of parallel universes. Before you, as an entity, split into various choices, the being that becomes the root of countless parallel universes as ‘Kim Han’ is you now, the existence known as Fons. It’s particularly difficult to find Fons in this dimension of Earth. Unlike humans from other dimensions, the reaction to individual choices is exceptionally significant. Thousands of parallel universes are created through various choices, so how could Fons be maintained?”

“…What did you say?”

Even though the words spoken by this supreme god, the god among gods, were clearly in Korean, they sounded like an alien language. They were incomprehensible.

“Hahaha. Yes, it’s a difficult story. When a choice is made that significantly impacts a dimension, that dimension splits into two or more parallel dimensions. So, among your former colleagues, there’s a guy who came over from a dimension called Statium. The one with the slick way of speaking and fondness for tight pants. Yes! The one you’re thinking of. In the case of Statium, most of the population consists of serfs and commoners. Thus, unless they are so-called nobles, and not just any nobles but powerful ones, it’s rare for commoners to cause a split into parallel dimensions. That’s what a strict class system means.”

“……”

“In contrast, the dimension called Earth divides far too often. As a result, every being born there carries the ‘potential’ to split into incredible dimensions. That’s why it’s hard to find a Fons-compatible person. However, if you do find one, they would hold immense potential. Just like you, the origin of the human named Kim Han. That’s who you are now.”

“What?”

“Your existence was supposed to be annihilated. Whether by turning back time or whatever. Remember? One of the conditions in the final battle of the ‘Battlefield of the Gods’ was that the losing side between you and the agent called ‘Demon Star’ would be annihilated. On top of that, you made a promise in the ‘Chamber of Contracts,’ so there was no avoiding it. If the agent of that Aetas you had a crush on had not wallowed in despair and had carefully sent you back to the dimension you lived in, you would have been annihilated for sure.”

“…!!”

The moment I heard the Creator’s voice say ‘annihilated,’ I felt something chill pierce through my heart.

“But the many dimensions of you connected to the Earth of the dimension you originally lived in were annihilated, and in the process, you reversed time. To a completely different dimension’s Earth, no less. Hahaha. Even I, the Creator, could not have predicted such an event. Therefore, all other ‘versions of you’ except for the current you as a Fons were annihilated. In countless parallel dimensions, only you remain.”

“…It’s complicated.”

I said that, but in my mind, I was fuming at the thought that I played the fool even in the final battle.

Why did they have to include the annihilation of my existence as a condition? If it was about that traitorous bastard who was the commander of the Legion, I could understand. But I wasn’t even the representative of the Legion.

“Yeah. Coincidences met and became a forgotten existence, appearing before me. Hahaha.”

Even while lost in other thoughts, the Creator continued speaking quietly.

“What’s so great about this thing called Fons anyway?”

“Heh, if by ‘great’ you mean strength, then no, nothing in particular. But if you mean potential… then yes, it’s exceptional. You’re a being who can move in any direction. With every choice, you hold the possibility to create an immeasurable number of dimensions. That’s what you are now.”

“…That’s really amazing.”

It truly is amazing. At least from my perspective, as someone entering the ‘Battlefield of the Gods,’ it certainly is.

The entry limit for the ‘Battlefield of the Gods’ that Ludicer accidentally mentioned before.

All agents receive the same amount of power from the gods.

Then what about this special ‘potential’ called Fons, which the Creator deemed exceptional? Depending on how it’s used, the growth of Ludicer’s agent is exceptional.

“Yes, your thoughts are correct. It’s remarkable, beyond what I anticipated.”

“Why is that?”

The Creator seemed impressed, realizing the meaning behind my question.

“Oh! You surprise me multiple times. I didn’t think you were someone with such deep thoughts.”

“…Sorry for having a brain like a muscle.”

“Kuhuh, hahaha. No, no. Hmm… It’s a reward of causality for you, who has suffered immense misfortune and is walking the path of hardship again. It’s something I wish for, but cannot do myself, so I placed it on the waves of order.”

What kind of nonsense is this?

I stared at the so-called Creator with a sullen face. He just laughed loudly again and brushed it off, saying I’d understand in time.

“Then, since I’ve met someone hard to meet, let me ask one thing.”

“Oh, I’m curious what you’ll ask.”

“Why did I return?”

The Creator, who was laughing heartily, stopped and returned to a solemn expression. Seeing him like this, he seemed to exude presence.

“You’ll find out gradually later.”

He dodged the question again.

“Then another question. Why was Hyo-ju’s wish like that? I mean, how can an agent of time not know about the betrayal of the same side?”

“Your ‘ex’ girlfriend, no, the girl you ‘liked’ unilaterally, right?”

“Yes, yes, sorry for being a fool.”

“Hahaha. No need to apologize to me. It’s your life that’s a pain, not mine. Anyway, I can’t tell you that either. But as compensation, I’ll let you enter the ‘Battlefield of the Gods’ near where Lee Hyo-ju enters. See for yourself. Judge with your own eyes why she couldn’t make a choice until the very end.”

“Tsk. Got it.”

“Hahaha. Oh dear, time has already passed while laughing… Child, wait for the right time and keep a low profile. With half-baked strength, you’ll only become a target for everyone. Think about why I gave a 100-day grace period before the contractors with ‘equal power’ enter the battlefield. Also, consider why the two powers you received are named ‘Origin Powers.’ I hope to see you again.”

“I think you’ll meet me again within a few days?”

After Kim Han disappeared, silence fell over the space the Creator remained in.

The Creator stared for a long while at the spot where Kim Han had stood, a faint smile on his face.

“Haha. Yes, that might be the case.”

The Creator’s voice, filled with a complex mix of deep regret and relief, echoed through the empty space.