Progress

[Congratulations! Host has achieved over 10 followers!]

[Special Rookie-Reward unlocked!]

[You have gained: 1000 Gulden, 1 bronze-tier God talent]

[God Shop unlocked!]

[Congratulations! Your first follower possesses a unique Skill!]

[You have gained a Promotion Token (Unique)!]

[Promotion Token (Unique):]

[Used to promote one of your followers to the unique position of Saint]

[Saint:]

|The Saint is a unique position and one of the highest available in your religion. The Saint's words are as powerful as your own. The Saint gains +100% charisma, +250% persuasiveness, and unwavering loyalty to you.|

"Wow..." Kami murmured, overwhelmed. He sifted through the new notifications and unfamiliar items one by one.

[Gulden:]

|Currency used to purchase goods in the God Shop. Earn Gulden by completing system missions or selling goods in the God Shop!|

{Welcome to the God Shop!}

{In this shop, you will find everything you need to become a true God! From raw materials and blueprints to clothing and cosplay!}

{Categories:}

{Raw Materials}

{Weapons}

{Clothes}

{Blueprints}

{Cosplay}

{Coming Soon!}

{Coming Soon!}

{...}

"Awesome! With the shop and the Promotion Token, my plans will be realized much faster!" Kami thought, "I need to act fast. I still don't know why a priest of the Ambrosius Church is leading a group of thugs. What are their plans?"

Kami began to meticulously plan his first steps.

He browsed the God Shop for essential items to establish his influence and lay a strong foundation. After careful consideration, he bought blueprints for a small stone church and several simple huts, costing him 350 Gulden. The church would serve as the central place of worship, while the huts would provide shelter for his growing number of followers.

Next, he purchased the necessary resources to construct these buildings for 150 Gulden. The materials included stone, wood, and basic tools—everything needed to build the initial structures.

Thinking strategically, Kami decided to invest in some items that would enhance his followers' loyalty and effectiveness. He bought a golden robe for Esther, marking her as a distinguished follower and boosting her charisma among the others. The robe cost 100 Gulden but was a crucial part of establishing her as a respected leader within the group.

Kami also purchased six energy condensers, each shaped like a crescent with a sword piercing it vertically. These condensers cost 300 Gulden and were designed to store a portion of the Lesser Healing skill. His plan was to distribute these to the older kids, empowering them to heal critically injured people in the slum. By performing these miracles, they would be able to convert more people into believers, thereby expanding Kami's influence.

"First, I'll have Esther gather the kids and start organizing them into a more cohesive group," Kami thought. "With the church and huts built, we can provide them a safe haven. The energy condensers will be crucial in proving my divinity and attracting more followers."

Kami knew that every step he took now would determine his survival as a god. With the Promotion Token, he planned to elevate Esther to the position of Saint, solidifying her role and boosting her ability to persuade others to join their cause.

"Esther, gather all the children and bring them to the living room of this hut. We have much to discuss and important tasks to undertake. I have provided new tools and blessings that will help us in our mission."

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"You will only heal the critically injured and bring the others back to me, where Our Lord will heal them personally. Focus on young male adults; we will need their strength and manpower. Remember, each condenser only has three uses, so use them wisely! Try to bring back as many as possible!" Esther commanded Aeden and six other kids, who were roughly the same age as him.

"Yes, Saintess!"

After receiving the Promotion Token, Kami immediately used it on Esther, elevating her to the position of Saintess. He planned to use her as his eyes, mouth, and ears. As a god, he wanted to avoid direct communication with others, aiming to become more untouchable and divine, less physical and reachable.

After the other kids left to gather as many new followers as possible, Esther asked, "My Lord, if you allow me, why do we need so much manpower?"

"First, I plan to make this hut my base of operations, and I need to expand and repair it. Second, I want to build a small church in the courtyard for worship. A church is essential for a god to be properly revered," Kami answered.

< In the heart of a desolate Slum-Area >

As dusk settled over the slums, Aeden noticed three injured men huddled together in a dimly lit alley. They appeared malnourished, wounded, and in pain. Aeden rushed over to them, his eyes filled with concern and determination.

Kneeling down beside the men, Aeden asked gently, "Are you alright? Let me help you."

One of the men spoke weakly, his voice a mere whisper, "We're beyond help, lad. Save your energy for someone else."

Aeden shook his head, a determined glint in his eyes. "I may not have had much in my life until very recently, but I obtained the power to heal from God himself. Let me at least try."

Closing his eyes, Aeden focused his energy on the men's injuries. Soft white light emanated from the silver crescent in his hands as he channeled the healing abilities.

Another man, skeptical and bitter, muttered, "Boy, the gods are not real. The Ambrosius Church —they just rob everything from you in the name of Salvation! They don't care about—What? what is this? I feel warmth spreading through my body."

The third man, eyes wide with astonishment, added, "My pain... it's fading away."

Aeden continued to heal them, pouring his energy into their wounds. Slowly but surely, the men's injuries began to close, their bones no longer visible through their skin, and their strength returned.

The first man, awe-struck, whispered, "By the spirits... I can't believe it. We're healed!"

Aeden smiled warmly. "I'm glad I could help. But there's more to this than just physical healing. You deserve a chance at a better life, away from these slums."

The man who had lost faith in the gods looked at Aeden with a mix of hope and skepticism. "What do you mean? We're stuck here. No one cares about us, and Old Man P doesn't allow anyone to leave."

Aeden's voice was filled with conviction. "I care, and my God cares for each of you. I believe that every person, no matter their circumstances, deserves a chance to rise above their struggles. I can offer you an opportunity to leave this place, to find purpose, hope, and to regain your faith in the gods—in my God!"

The third man, still hesitant, asked, "And what would we have to do in return? I don't care if your God truly exists, you saved me and I owe you my life."

Aeden's eyes sparkled. "Join me. Help me bring healing and hope to others who suffer like we did. Together, we can make a difference—not just in our own lives, but in the lives of countless others. You will be members of our religion and bring faith in our God to everyone who lives on this planet!"

The first man, his voice filled with gratitude, declared, "We owe you and your "God" our lives. Count us in, lad!"

Aeden's heart swelled with joy. "Thank you. I promise you won't regret this decision. Together, we will bring light to the darkest corners of this world!"

Similar scenes played out across the slums, with children spreading the word and healing the wounded. Notifications from the system kept ringing in Kami's mind, each one signaling a new believer joining his cause.

[Congratulations! You gained 1 new follower!]

[Congratulations! You gained 3 new follower!]

[Congratulations! You gained 1 new follower!]

[Congratulations! You gained 2...]

[Congratulations!...]

[...]

As Kami witnessed the whole notifications appear before his eyes, his heart pumped with adrenaline.