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Another fully white room was met with the presence of Alaric.

"Where am I now?! I'm so tired of this…" Alaric looked around only to once again find a single woman, standing there looking at him.

Unlike before this woman didn't have a smile on, but rather a frown before looking at him up and down multiple times, then sighing while shaking her head.

"So, you're the Trexus? So much for a family that births legends, and you're already heavily marked by that b*tch?... Did she stump so low as to give herself to a mortal? No, even she isn't that desperate." The woman began mumbling to herself.

"You're a Celestial, I assume." Alaric said.

"Oh? What gave it away? Was it my Celestial figure? Or maybe the fact that you see my domain room the same way you see Revisia's? No, it couldn't be that logical and simple answer, could it?" She leaned in closer to Alaric's face while touching her lips, not bothering to try to hide her blatant sarcasm.

When she got closer, so did Alaric get a closer look at her. 

She was short with pale skin that made Kymani wonder if she had bleached it a couple of hundred times. Still, she was much shorter than Levera standing at about 150cm of height with a petite body to boot. 

Her short blond hair looked soft and fluffy almost too fluffy. Heterochromatic eyes, the left one is blue and the right one is green with white eyelashes and eyebrows, a small tin nose complementing an air of almost morbid cuteness around her, lips quite full with a crimson tone that seemed like a lipstick but once one focused it was easy to spot that was not the case. 

That was all then followed by her slim and flat body. She had a similar dress to Levera's this one is black and over that a white cloak with a hood. Lastly, she too was barefoot.

(All these "Gods" are completely crazy.) He concluded in his mind.

"Are you going to tell me, why I'm here? Or do I have to figure that out?" Alaric questioned.

"At least answer mine, before you ask questions of your own. You, mortals, are getting too comfortable.

"Anyway, you're here to merge with your body before you actually get reincarnated in Mirth. Just make it quick. You can use this." She looked Alaric up and down before rolling her eyes. She snapped her fingers, and a white mannequin appeared right there.

This scene made him look at her and the mannequin in succession for a bit. However, it didn't last as Alaric moved to it.

Once he got close enough, a floating screen with a message appeared in front of him.

[Please create your mortal avatar.] 

This made him begin creating his avatar and the final result was.

[Name: Alaric Nyx Trexus

Age: 14

Sex: Male

Species: Human | Sub-Species: Earth Human(Otherworlder)

Affinity: Neutral, Void, Chaos, Order, Isekai, Reincarnation, Creation 

Bloodline: Trexus Lineage

Physique: Blessed Human Body

Soul Rank: Mortal(Inferior: I+)

Soul grade: 17th

Level: 1

Exp: 0/25

Titles: Reincarnated Individual; Otherworlder; The Holder Of Order and Chaos; The Spawn Of Sin and Virtues; The Only Apostle Of Isekai, Reincarnation, and Lesser Creation; The Lucky Pervert; The Antithetical Existence,

Phase: 0

Tier:0

Ascension:0

Job: Harem Collector, Isekai Grand Apostle, Reincarnation Apostle, Creation Apostle, Celestial Container, Hero

Class: None

Stats:

Strength: 3 --> 5

Dexterity: 5 --> 7

Vitality: 2 --> 5

Magic: 1 --> 2

Willpower: 1 --> 2

Agility: 1 --> 3

Charisma: 69

Luck: 9

Undistributed Stat points: 10-->0

Attributes:

Hp: 50/50 | Mp: 20/20 | Sta: 40/40

Attack: 6

M.Attack: 2

Defense: 6

M.Defense: 3.5

Speed: 5

Characteristics:

Diplomacy: I

Influence: I-

Talent: D+

Divine Power: 0

Spiritual Power: I+

Profane Power: 0

Meta Power: 0

Psionic Power: 0

Unique ability/s: [Double Exp.Lv -], [1/2 Exp Requirement.Lv -], 

Innate ability/s(Racial skills): [Adptability]

Active skills: None

Passive skills: Mortal Core(2).Lv I, Mana Circuit.Lv I, 

Resistances: Order Tolerance.Lv 1, Chaos Tolerance.Lv 1, 

Magic: None

Unique Magic: None

Extras: Lustful Harem Ruler System(Owner), Blessing Of The Higher Celestial Of Chaos and Sin, Blessing Of The Higher Celestial Of Order and Virtue, Blessing Of The Lower Celestial Ruler Of Isekai, Blessing Of The Celestial Of Reincarnation

Inventory: Empty]

[Double Exp: Doubles the experience points earned.]

[1/2 Exp Requirement: The user only requires half the experience that they would normally need to level up.]

"Looks half decent. I'm done." Alaric smiled with satisfaction looking at his complete work.

"You mortals never change." The woman there with him commented.

"Did a mortal do something to you?" Alaric couldn't help but ask seeing her attitude.

"Mortals are mostly ungrateful and rude, so after interacting with trillions of them, I've grown tired of everything. Honestly, this makes me wonder if becoming a Celestial was worth it at all." She responded to Alaric's surprise.

"Can't you just quit and let another Divine take the task?" He asked.

"... I would get mad at that suggestion if you weren't an unaware mortal, but no, I can't just do the most obvious thing. 

"It is a requirement that I do this for a few more thousands of years before I can apply to go beyond it, or I could just waste all my work until this point and become a mortal again. So yeah, I have no choice but to wait." She answered after rolling her eyes.

"That sucks... Not even your followers can do anything to help you?" Alaric asked remembering the conversation with Revisia earlier.

"... I don't have any followers, the most I interact with mortals is telling them to make their new bodies... Actually, can I have followers?... 

"Because my function is so basic, I ended up forgetting one of the basics of being a Celestial... Maybe I do deserve to be treated like an idiot by a mortal. This level of idiocy is unacceptable!... Or maybe just maybe... No mortal wants to be my follower! 

"Honestly, at this point, I don't know what to tell you, someone wouldn't gain much by becoming my follower anyway. I can't give you powerful items or some powerful blessing. The most I can so give you the  unique ability." She went back to being sarcastic, before explaining.

"What does  do?" He got curious again.

"It gives you a hard time. Every 10 levels, you get locked and can't level up until you complete a challenge tailored to your level. 

"On the only positive side of it, if you manage to complete it, you get various bonuses like more attribute points, and maybe a skill. 

"Unfortunately of the mortals who bothered to listen to me, none wanted to make their own lives a lot harder for a few extra attribute points and the possibility of getting another skill. Especially when other Celestials offered much more." She expressed.

[Quest 2#

Cresia's Predicament

Description: The Divine Of Lesser Creation seems to be in a tough spot, and unable to get anyone stupid enough to put themselves in danger for her, basically for nothing... In the short term that is.

Objective: Become Cresia Hârk's follower and make at least 2 great accomplishments in her name.

Rewards: Cresia Hârk's affection +60, Mirth Influence +10, 200 Gold coins

Failure conditions: Alaric's Death, Cresia Hârk's Banishment(Ruined Reputation), Giving Up On Being A Follower Of Cresia Hârk or Failing To Complete The Objective Of The Quest In 3 Years.

Punishments: Cresia Hârk's Affection -300, Mirth Infamy +50, Divine Lier(Title), Cresia Hârk's Curse(Debuff), Heresy Mark(Debuff)

Time Limit: 3 years]

[Will you take this quest?]

[Yes] or [No]

(Her domain is creation... Shouldn't she be overpowered?... The system wouldn't offer me mission if it wasn't conducive to my gain... Right?... 

(I'm making a big assumption since I haven't really gained much from trusting the system yet... But how bad can it be?... I'm putting my trust in the system and I hope to not regret it.) Alaric came to his own conclusion.

[Quest 2#, has been taken and will be in effect as soon as Master becomes Cresia Hârk's follower, otherwise, it will be considered a rejected quest.]  

"I'm willing to become your follower." He declared.

"Of course! Like I said from the moment i saw you. Mortals like you are rare! Just shake my hand. I don't want to have you waiting for too long." She immediately smiled a extended her hand to Alaric.

(Again... This feels like a scam...) He commented in his mind as he shook her hand.

"From this day on, under the gaze of the vast infinity of space, I Cresia Hârk, declare that Alaric Nyx Trexus, became my first and only follower, believer, and apostle candidate. 

"May my grace always be with you and remember, you're always creating even with the simplest of thoughts." She spoke similarly to Revisia.

[Master, you have become a follower of Cresia Hârk, The Divinity of Lesser Creation of Mirth, and as such Quest 2# has been successfully accepted and activated. Good luck.]

(I better not regret this...) Alaric commented in his thoughts.

"Thank you... I know I was rude to you, and it's honestly nothing personal. You going out of your way to help me this much, it means a lot." Cresia made clear how she felt.

"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. Anyway, what now?" Alaric questioned as he was more so worried about knowing if he'd actually get to live or stay dead.

"It's time for you to go. Be careful, and don't go dying before you do your part." Cresia warned, before snapping her fingers, which resulted in Alaric disappearing once again.