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Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

Support however you like~ This is our discord channel from now on: https://discord.gg/KXk9Chsx (Repost) If that does not work, he is my discord ID: 1081731734799921172 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ True Gods. Endless Divinities. Primordials. The Ancients. The Chaos. The Greater Chaos. The Infinite Realms. Heaven. Hell. The Abyss. Purgatory. The Overvoid. The Greater Worlds. The Origin World. The Prime Verse. The Past, Present, Future. Here. There. Everywhere. Nowhere. "Why is it that, I cannot find any place that I truly belong? And who, or what... exactly am I, as a Mystique?" The young golden hatred boy thought in emptiness. Join our Enigma as he tries to find a place where he could belong, and fit in. While unveiling all the secrets and mysteries related to him, and his family. ** The cover page does not belong to me. Credit goes to the owner. Thank you~ ** ** Check out my other novel, "Humanity's Second Chance". If you're interested in a more stable story, from zero to godly **

Lady_Nine_Tails · Fantasi
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377 Chs

A Storm God? Believers And Followers

Boom!!

Thunder rumbled within the sky as it struck down with unbearable wrath and destruction. The lightning was willful and chaotic, doing as it pleased even in this white space.

Within the chaotic thunder, stood a valiant young Warrior. He looked up at the sky with yearning and desire within his eyes. His long black hair was chaotically dancing within the air, along with the movement of the wind.

He wore a samurai robe with a loose top, his feet were bare and his complexion a bit tanned. He had slim muscles and a well proportioned body figure, add the valiant aura to it, and he could literally be prince charming on a white horse to many mortals... and gods!!

But the young man only let out a long sigh as he held his head in exasperation, he rubbed his temples and didn't know what to say. No, he didn't know who to curse at right now.

"Creator God huh? Funny." He said as he clenched his fist hard and gnashed his teeth. "Real funny considering that... I have no clue on how to use both elements of wind and lightning."

Though they were given chants to speak off when the time came, they still did not know who or what their past lives were. Meaning that it was part-time gambling.

Saying that you are the queen of darkness in your chant might not necessarily mean that they knew any affinities with darkness elements. Saying that they were majestic, didn't mean that they were god kings as well.

And if one were to look at his chant as well, one might not necessarily expect that Izanagi was also known as the Misfortunate Creator, an important figure of a realm back then, would be himself.

'I, Takashi Minamoto, hereby accept my identity as the Pitiful God, Creator of Gods, Father of Sun and Moon, Creator of Myriad Realms. I hereby declare to the universe that I have returned.'

Remembering it alone is already a pain in the ass. At least, he was still a powerful god. One who has a horrible starting point compared to his comrades despite his past.

And worst of all, such a figure, was not even Pre-Existential, just pseudo Pre-Existential. Neither did he match such beings, or climb up to their ranks like Sun Wu Kong.

He was just... pitiful and misfortunate!!

• • • • •

"Noctis."

A light voice murmured into the vast Universe with nothing but glowing stars and primal darkness.

Following the voice, a small beast was revealed to the glamor of the infinite stars. It's body was small and cute, so adorable that one might mistaken it for a pet. If only that person had a few screws loose in his head.

Cuteness aside, the small beast had a 'cute' horn suspended on its forehead. It's pupil-less purple eyes glowed ominously within the darkness. One blink, and it seemed like the primal darkness around it had thickened.

It's claws were red, looking as if they were crystallized blood that glow every so often. The tip of its tail had a small red flames burning on it, so red that it seemed almost black.

It's pure black fur perfectly aligned with the primal darkness of the void, to the point where just standing there was camouflage itself.

"Diey."

The light voice came once again and the view was switched in angles to another side.

Here, there was an adorable small bird. One so adorable and chubby that it's small wings failed to lift it off the ground, even though this was space and had no ground, main point being, the bird could not fly.

It's feathers were so white and pure, that it stood out within the primal darkness like one of the infinite stars of the universe. Just the act of standing there, was also a form of camouflage.

It's claws were gold and shimmered in glitter every now and then, it's beak was light yellow and small. Making it look even more adorable. If one were to add on the fact that it's pupil-less blue eyes looked like two mini suns, then it's charm was undeniable.

The distance between both Noctis and Diey was as large as heaven and earth. They didn't even dare look at each other, as if that act alone was disgusting.

What was not cute about this two little beasts was that, one had a gigantic black sun rotating above it's head, looking like a star about to go supernova.

The other had a large whirlpool of voilent thunder and lightning twirling before its feet. Like some sort of colorful black hole about to experience maturity.

One had Hell above its paw, while the other had Heaven below it's feet. One manipulated Hell itself at will, while the other looked down on the Heavens themselves.

Thats just how it looked like. But the light tone ignored the both of them and continued to murmur, in a voice laced with helplessness and wonder.

"Jade."

Last but not least, an adorable... an adorable...  a cute rabbit quietly lay in his arms, rubbing it's head with his chest affectionately.

It's fur was pure silver, so pure that it sparkled under the influence of the stars and the darkness. It's emerald eyes released boundless vitality, so much that it could affect the stars and the darkness.

What was magical about it was that, there was a gigantic tree behind him that stretched below and above the the vast Universe. It's thickness was probably larger that the largest star in this place.

Enigma sighed exasperatedly as he looked at the three things that suddenly hatched out of the eggs. He then looked at the panel and asked in a hard to believe tone, "Didn't you say I must shower them with divine power first for a few years before they can hatch?"

"...."

The system failed to respond, but the characters on the panel that made up two eyes frowned slightly. It did say something like that, but right now it does not remember saying such a thing.

Or Enigma was just too much of a broken character. First he learned all the twenty one divine arts as if he was an all rounder, within a week even. Then he was able to take in the past identity of someone else so effortlessly.

As if that was enough, he was able to hatch three eggs that contained true-grade beasts with just the most gentlest touch ever. Where was logic? When did logic leave the chat?

The system sighed and changed its focus. It had to change the topic in order to save its mentality. And that topic, was ranks of Believers and Followers.

Ranks of Believers and Followers were as follows, Mundane followed by Unique, then Epic, Legendary and Mythical. Above those were also Divine and Supreme.

Mundane reffered to those such as humans, elves, orcs, goblins and the such. This type of grade did not have any sort of increase in faith recieved per race, as explained before.

Unique were those such as variant elves like dark elves or forest elves, noble humans, colored orcs, hobgoblins and the likes of them. Just by having a few of them, the faith recieved by the race will increase by 30%.

Races such as Demons and Angels fell under the Epic category. And of those below the High rank were unique races. Mortals who have reached the great and grand master as well as epic realms fell under this category as well.

As long as there are more than a qaurter of such combatants among one's believer's quotation, then the race altogether will follow under the Epic category. And in this category, faith will increase by 70% altogether.

The next grade would be Legendary. Angels and Demons above High ranked and below Deity realm were considered legendary grade. A third of them can alleviate a race's status from Epic to Legendary.

Mortals above epic and below Deity realm could also alleviate a group of followers from Epic to Legendary. An example would be how there are hundreds of millions of humans in a world, but only ten thousand believe in you.

As long as three thousand of them become legends, those ten thousand humans will have their potential increased and be considered under the legendary grade. Not like becoming legendary will be easy, but at least it won't be that much distant as before.

Legendary rank offers double the amount of faith recieved by the god from the believers of said race. That was why true gods liked nurturing their followers to become stronger.

And last but not least, the Mythical grade. Deities, Angel Lords, Demon Kings, and Dragons all fell under this category. As long as there are a a fifth of them among your Believers, the amount of faith recieved from that race will increase by three+ fold. Imagine it, three or more fold.

That was a large number. Especially if you earned a large amount of Faith points to begin with. Multiple it by three, and it's even greater than it initially was.