Creating Conflict

With Milim gone, I decide to check in on the worlds I created. By now, they should all be in normal earth time. I check the science world first, and find that the humans there have managed to reach a pseudo-space age like back when I was human. Nice. I look forward to playing games with them, hehe. Next, I check up on the fantasy world. Like I suspected, they've stagnated at the medieval ages. It's likely that they'll need a push to get past it. It seems the humans have implemented slavery here. I'll create a 'demon lord' for them to fight as well as heroes from every race to fight them when I come back. Leave it to humans, huh?

The science and fantasy world is on a whole different level. They've managed to start a colony on their planets moon, and have even started creating super weapons like the oxy-bombs. They've managed to push the demons back to their starting continent, and are even starting to take ground from the demons. Well, let's give them a little more motivation, shall we?

I create another few thousand demons, and make them all SS-rank. This should make it a little more difficult for them. But, if the people of this world can come together and defeat this, I'll grant them some gifts. I'll terraform their moon, and the nearest planet to theirs.

Last I check the cultivation world. Quite a few new faces have graced the realm of immortals. One got that "sun dragon" inheritance I created. Oh? Someone already got my inheritance? It seems she's not having it very difficult either, as she's already nearing the peak of the middle world. Let's give her a little trial shall we? I go back to the lowest world and create a new inheritance. I'll call it the abyssal dragon. I'll make it to where this method of cultivation is incredibly fast until you reach the upper world, where it starts stagnating. However, I'll make it to where this person can absorb the abyssal phoenix inheritance if they manage to kill the person who has it. I'll give them a ringed sword as their soul weapon as well.

This should function as a good trial for the girl. If she can overcome this, and one other trial, she'll be all set. Alright, with that out of the way, let's go create this 'demon lord' and heroes.

I head back to the fantasy world and get to work. The demon lord will have dark red skin, gigantic horns, and a body that is roughly 5 meters tall. He will be SSS-rank, and won't be able to grow any stronger. He will wield a flaming red axe that looks to be created from a dead dragon. His mount will be an undead version of said dragon. I create a new race of demon, different from this planets, and more similar to the sci-magic worlds.

Next is for the heroes, I choose a representative for each race. Humans, dwarves, elves, beastmen, and demons. They will start out relatively weak, at about D-rank. They however will grow stronger with time and training. I create a sort of spiritual guide that will manifest itself in front of them. I'll also do a little show in the biggest cathedral built so far, informing them of this.

I find a representative for each race, and bless them as eldritch apostles. Now, time for the show!

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I am pope Uraies (Yur-a-is). I'm the leader of the Church of the Abyssal Plane. Ever since our foundation, we have never once received an oracle. Many are beginning to doubt the existence of the abyssal mother. I myself believe this is due to humanities discrimination against the other races. We are all one within the abyss. Hating another is the same as hating yourself, or your loved ones. Alas, my teachings have received no merit and the power of our faith is slowly losing steam. I'm in my later years now, and the next candidate for pope is a young man who hates the other races. Haaaah. I'm sorry abyssal mother. I have failed you.

I kneel in prayer at the statue of the abyssal mother. This statue was retrieved from the venerated ruins of the previous generation. On the pedestal it sits upon, inscribed is "I'm never gonna give you up." Inspiring words. We carved these on here as these divine words were written across the walls in a glowing language, previously unknown to us. The statue itself seems to be carved of black marble and depicts a woman with wings and a halo that seem to swallow light itself.

As I finish my silent prayer, I feel a warmth envelop my body, and hear gasps from the church service behind me. I hear clamoring and look back to see the others kneeling in prayer as well. I then look in front of myself.

Standing before me is a woman nearly as tall as the cathedral itself. Her completely black body seems to soak in the light from the room. Her wings, darker than the void, give off a dull glow of divine power, as her halo does the same. This woman… is…

"A-Abyssal mother!"

I call out instinctively. She looks down at me with eyes that glow with power. I feel as though her eyes peer into my very soul.

"What a pure soul. I'm proud a man like you is leading my church."

She gives me the most warm of smiles. I tear up as my efforts have finally bore fruit. To be praised by the abyssal mother herself… No greater honor exists.

She waves her hand forward and I feel my body gaining strength. My fading white hair and beard slowly begin to grow black, and my weakened body begins to grow muscles. She's de-aged me! As I look up at her, she speaks,

"Listen, all. Unfortunately, my descent here is not out of leisure. For a darkness is spreading across this land. A demon lord has been born."

I hear murmurs behind me,

"Demon lord?"

"What is that?"

Abyssal mother continues on,

"This demon lord is not like regular demons. He is a being from the realm of hell itself. While your world's demons are no different from the other races, the same cannot be said for him. He is a vile being. He exists for the sole purpose of destroying all life and corrupting this planet. So, I have created heroes to combat him. There is a representative for each race. A human, an elf, a dwarf, a beastman, and a demon. Nurture each of them well, and I assure you, the demon lord will stand no chance. So far, humanity has disappointed me, and I have shunned this world for it. Do not disappoint me again, for this is your last chance to receive my grace."

The abyssal mother looks distraught as she says this. Humanity truly has disappointed her. Worry not, abyssal mother. I swear upon my title of pope, the church shall bring humanity back on the path you have laid for us. She disappears in a flash of light, leaving a stunned congregation.

I stand, and turn around with the newfound power of my young body,

"People of the faith, you have received a holy oracle! The abyssal mother herself has spoken to us! We face an evil greater than ever before, one that threatens the very existence of our planet. The abyssal mother has given us a chance to fight this evil, by sending us divine heroes! Let it be known far and wide, we stand with the heroes! We shall guide them, no matter their race! FOR SHE SHALL NEVER GIVE US UP!"

I raise my hand with pride as I face my congregation, the royal family themselves being present.

Abyssal mother, we shall not let you down!

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AN: not really good at writing speeches.

stone me daddy, stone me harder! ahn~

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