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My Goddess is Good at Pretending

Imagination was the eye of the soul, the beginning of creation. Despite her immense power, the Supreme Goddess of Mysterious Origin had to seal herself after saving the world from the threat of destruction. However, she was sent to another world by the universe's will. Ely was a girl suffering from partial memory loss. She was known as the shrine priestess of the Sacred Mountain. One day, she received the holy mission to unseal her Goddess Master. She got her priorities straight. However... The pets she adopted became the Demon Kings, capable of suppressing the world. The tree she planted became the World Tree, forming a bridge between heaven and earth. The passerby who received enlightenment from her became the Sage who led the entire generation. The disciples she nurtured became bigshots known across the three worlds. When she looked back... The street painter who pestered her for her handicrafts and paintings turned out to be a God. The young priestess she recruited was actually the number one saintess from the Divine World. She was known as the holy saintess. Yet, she still referred to herself as a mortal.

YuuZu · Fantaisie
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Inevitable Appointment

'What are you doing?' Sera asked in wonder, but Elysia suddenly grabbed her.

'Please return now. I will invite you to another more appropriate opportunity.' Elysia tried to return the little golden eyeball back to the heavenly crest, but Sera resisted.

'Do you want to order me around?' Sera's tone became cold, thick with threat.

'Please return for now. We've become quite close and familiar after fighting to the death once. I'll visit you soon!'

'Oh, do you want to challenge me again? That's good. You have made some progress in the recent times. You didn't disappoint me.'

'Could it be a friendly battle or just a spar?'

'Even if you die, I will revive you again.'

'You say it as if it's nothing... Your true body is equivalent to the brightest celestial star that has achieved beyond immortality.'

'Alright then. I'll give you some six months.'

'Six months, which world's time is that?'

'The world you live in right now.'