Combat Maid Harem

Chapter 887: Birth Of A Pseudo-Universe

"why are you telling me all of this?"

"i want to avoid trouble. once you have lived as long as i did, you will know that the easiest and most efficient way to do things is by being nice and amicable."

"couldn’t you just... kill me?"

lawrend had to ask it. he knew that the creator had already thought of it before he even asked. at that kind of level, lawrend couldn’t even imagine how many things were running inside of his head.

"that is indeed the most efficient if you look at things, but i will poison myself with your destiny. one day, i might be ganged up on by other flawless gods like myself if they found out i’m preventing other flawless gods from appearing. this is a taboo, you see. i’m simply saving myself the trouble."

"..."

lawrend was speechless. he didn’t know that some things were still the same at the level of the creator. at least, his words made sense to lawrend, and he believed him.

after all, there was no need for lies at this level. he could go straight for the kill.

"besides the point, i also want to make another flawless god friend," the creator said and smiled.

he looked at lawrend with expectation. it placed another fifty sacks of grain on lawrend’s back as the pressure mounted further.

"y-you shouldn’t place so much pressure on me..."

lawrend coughed. he was happy he was being praised and all, but it was a little too much.

"pressure is always good. it keeps us moving forward. i’m still far from reaching the next level myself, you know?"

the creator made lawrend his friend in a lighthearted tone. the two talked about a few nonsensical things, giving lawrend a breather from all the pressure the guy dropped on him.

"well, what kind of god are you?" lawrend asked, staring at the creator.

he looked like a young man, and he was undoubtedly handsome. unfortunately, only gods could see his true appearance.

"strange. i’ve never been asked that in a long time." the creator mused to himself. "my will is to save my dead wife."

"h-huh?"

lawrend couldn’t help but do a double take. he thought he heard wrong, but the creator calmly smiled at him.

his other maids nearby noticed her and stopped as well. they didn’t know exactly what happened, so they were only anxious and about to cry.

their heads looked up at the sky. explore stories at empire

lawrend smiled. he knew that reavire had seen him already.

"h-h-husband!?" reavire shouted.

her voice penetrated the void, reaching the planetary system’s ends.

it was natural that she was shocked beyond disbelief. she saw him die. she saw his body disintegrate. his soul was nowhere to be found.

"i’m back," lawrend replied.

his calm and soothing voice pierced every corner of the world.

his maids were confused about what was going on, but they immediately became happy as soon as they heard him because it meant that he was fine.

"what happened?"

it didn’t take a moment, but reavire was already standing before lawrend. her eyes looked him up and down as she scanned the differences in his body.

"i can’t see through you!" she shouted in amazement.

"i’m a god already, you know?" lawrend answered.

"god, god, god, god, god, god! y-you didn’t die! oh my shit! you actually did it so fast!?"

reavire’s mind went into turmoil as she processed the meaning of his words. as someone who became a goddess, she knew very well how difficult it was to become one.

"why are you so vulgar all of a sudden?" lawrend retorted with a smile.

"this is so unbelievable! you really did it! even in that other universe, you didn’t become a god yet. how? how??"

"hahaha. come here."

lawrend pulled her by the waist and kissed her on the lips.

it immediately shut her up, and her body melted as she closed her eyes to savor his physical touch.