The Goddesses' Devotion and the Weight of Eternity

Around the circular sofa in the Goddess Department, twelve pairs of fully exposed breasts proudly displayed their beauty. Noble drops of Blessed Breastmilk trembled at each nipple, releasing the fragrant scent of their respective authorities. Without hesitation, he leaned back into the sofa and pressed his lips to each fallen goddess’s breast in turn, drinking every drop of the enhanced authority-infused milk and absorbing it completely into his body.

“Mmmnnn…! Ahhh…!”

Each time, they twitched and let out faint, sweet moans, but because he had driven them to climax using the full force of his vitality and divine power, they could not wake. They could only surrender their bodies to him. In this orderly fashion, he drank the enhanced Blessed Breastmilk from all of them and absorbed every last bit into his flesh.

‘The result of drinking the enhanced Blessed Breastmilk from all twelve goddesses and growing my body is astonishing. My Innate Divine Power has risen by more than five million.’

He had predicted that the superior goddess Gaiana would contribute one million, the intermediate goddesses fifty thousand each, and the regular goddesses around thirty thousand. That would have totaled four hundred and forty thousand from four intermediate and eight regular goddesses. However, because the combat-oriented goddesses were so powerful, they had each given him nearly as much as an intermediate Main God.

‘To raise this much Innate Divine Power on my own would take me nearly fifty years. For an ordinary god, it would take ten thousand times longer.’

This was the combined effect of the highest-ranking Main God of the Divine Realm and the title’s divine power amplification. Moreover, the various authority enhancements and physical ability boosts from the strengthened Blessed Breastmilk were immeasurably useful.

‘Even if the goddesses stay here and receive infinite support from vitality and divine power, natural recovery would only allow this once every three months. Yet the efficacy I feel now is absurdly high. Not only has my divine power increased dramatically, but my body’s potential, durability, and authorities have all risen vertically.’

The newly created infant-god body had endlessly craved divine power, vitality, and the goddesses’ breastmilk. Now that those desires had been more than satisfied in a single session, the purity of his divine power had increased, strengthening his authorities and durability accordingly.

When he summoned a mirror to examine himself, the reflection showed a boy god so beautiful he almost seemed to glow. ‘My skin and hair have gained even more luster, shining brighter than before. My eyes and other features have grown stronger as well. I’ve grown in perfect proportion, achieving greater harmony.’

Such rapid growth was not ideal, so he decided to pause for now. He would maintain the state of a newly born god and continue ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠his meteoric strengthening using the enhanced Blessed Breastmilk.

‘Right now, reinforcement through the enhanced Blessed Breastmilk is far more effective than physical training. What’s more, the various potential and authority enhancements that training could never provide are incredibly precious. I must maintain this form completely and continue drinking the strengthened Blessed Breastmilk. Turning this boy-god body into an adult god will have to be postponed for a long time.’

One by one, he gently caressed the goddesses who lay unconscious on the sofa, their enormous breasts still exposed after consecutive overwhelming climaxes. He dressed them with care and gratitude. Finally, he restored Granraha’s golden ornaments to their original state, propped her comfortably against the sofa, and sat down in his own seat beside her.

Watching the goddesses sleep with peaceful expressions from his place, a smile naturally rose to his lips.

‘I didn’t receive any divine power or stars as compensation for managing this troublesome Divine Realm. But the combat goddesses will raise my Innate Divine Power by four billion through the Devotion Pledge, and the administrative goddesses will add another four billion. Combined with my current fifty billion, that brings me to one hundred and thirty billion. If I amplify it with magic, I’ll possess an output that easily surpasses even a Creator God.’

Of course, until his Innate Divine Power reached a full one hundred billion, he would not yet be a true Creator God. Still, he would be a Main God of the Divine Realm that even Creator Gods could not ignore.

‘If the enhanced Blessed Breastmilk raises me by six hundred thousand every three months, that’s two million four hundred thousand per year. In ten years, twenty-four million. In a hundred years, two billion four hundred million. On top of that, as a highest-ranking Main God, I can combine the divine power enhancement effect with my own training. Other gods would faint if they knew how fast I could raise my power. Simply maintaining this state would easily let me surpass one hundred billion in five thousand years.’

Naturally, since their divine power was only at the regular and intermediate Main God level, they could not raise him infinitely. Even so, this represented a revolutionary shortening of time.

‘Five thousand years would make a human scream in horror, but for gods who live eternally, it is nothing more than a brief moment.’

And this benefit came from the very goddesses of the Divine Realm whom the previous Main God of the Divine Realm had discarded as useless because the Goddess Department had turned the realm into a chaotic mess.

‘Even if I searched the entire universe, there would be no other place where I could raise my divine power like this. I must maintain this situation by any means necessary.’

He felt satisfied that he had ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠chosen dialogue over execution when the goddesses attempted their rebellion.

‘As expected, unless it directly concerns survival or divine power, extreme choices are not good. Maintaining the best possible relationship until the very end is the correct answer.’

Granraha shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, letting out a soft moan as ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠she slid toward him like a falling petal.

“Mmm—!”

He caught her lightly in his arms, gently resting her head on his thigh, and gazed at her now peacefully sleeping face.

‘If Granraha had not taken the lead in setting the mood, the Devotion Pledge would never have been granted. She worked hard to prevent the goddesses from taking things to extremes.’

Even at the moment when the goddesses gathered to launch their rebellion, she had sent countless messages of will, begging him to stay calm because this was a final showdown with the previous Main God of the Divine Realm. When the rebellion attempt completely collapsed, she had secretly breathed a sigh of relief where no one could see.

‘She even turned the administrative goddesses’ will toward my side and brought me these benefits. In this Divine Realm, I owe her the greatest debt of all.’

If she had not worked so hard in the middle, he would probably still be at war with the goddesses.

‘To create an atmosphere that would approve the giving of enhanced Blessed Breastmilk, she stepped forward first and told the others to come to her. Thanks to that, the other goddesses were able to proceed without much resistance and receive certification.’

Since she had done it once, the next time they would offer their authority-enhanced milk with far less opposition.

‘The effects of the enhanced breastmilk are limited to me alone. At least until I release the certification.’

It was more than she deserved as compensation for saving her daughter Granzoa from destruction by making her a subordinate god and sacrificing her own divine power. Yet she continued to repay this grace again and again. That was why, although it was annoying, he had refrained from destroying the goddesses who were essential to maintaining the Divine Realm. By continuing to give them chances, they had transformed into these incomparably precious beings who were raising his Innate Divine Power at a miraculous rate.

‘All of this is thanks to Granzoa as well.’

Thinking so, Granraha looked even more lovable to him. He gently stroked her cheek.

“Mmm…”

As if sensing his touch, she turned her face toward his hand, lying with her countenance toward the sky. Her upper body shifted, causing her elastic breasts to rise upward. The fabric caught between them pulled tight, opening the front of her dress. Her breasts were fully revealed, and the golden ornaments decorating her nipples peeked out slightly between the folds of cloth.

‘Only now that I have become an intermediate Main God can I see the tiny divine power characters engraved on the golden ornaments.’

He lightly parted the fabric over her breasts, held one of the elastic, hemispherical mounds steady with one hand, and used the other to hold the golden ornament in place as he read the inscription.

“A mother’s heart is endless and like the earth, yet—”

Since it was a continuing sentence, he grasped the ornament on the other side and read the characters there as well.

“—the responsibility of a Main God of the Divine Realm is heavier still.”

Something resonated deep within his heart. When the Divine Realm Alliance had been on the verge of collapse due to the desires of the male Main Gods and male gods, it was impossible that none of her direct lineage had been among those she decided to execute.

‘The stronger one’s divine power, the greater their desire for power tends to be. Since she had to execute even the male Main Gods, she could not have spared her own direct bloodline. To maintain the alliance, she must have had no choice but to hand over even the direct descendants who had caused problems.’

Granraha had sealed away the tearing pain of executing her own bloodline, changed her body, and lived as an assassin, killing the opposing Main Gods of the Divine Realm.

‘These microscopic divine power characters cannot be read by anyone below an intermediate Main God. There may be more characters on the ornament sealing her vagina as well.’

Since the situation was like this, it seemed good to examine it secretly while he could. He lightly waved his hand, undoing her waistband and spreading her skirt to reveal her long, slender legs, the golden pubic hair, and the silk undergarment decorated with jewels that modestly covered her vagina.

‘The vaginal ornament is hidden by the underwear and cannot be seen, but the exposure is so high that I can still confirm part of her pubic hair and the curves of her mound.’

The underwear, soaked with the love juices from her earlier climax, clung tightly to her skin, making it even ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠more revealing. Although he had recreated the clothing himself, he thought it was quite ornate and seductive. Using his divine power, he gently slid the underwear—still drenched in love juices—down past her legs and examined the jeweled ornament directly above her vagina. Since it was hard to see, he adjusted its position slightly with his hand.

In doing so, he unintentionally ended up cupping her entire vagina and golden pubic mound in his palm. Without taking any further action, he carefully inspected the jeweled ornament above her vagina. The front bore the text he had already read. When he turned it this way and that, he found that, as expected, more tiny characters were engraved on the side.

“When the war ends, I shall return as the consort and mother of the Main God of the Divine Realm.”

A solemn feeling washed over him. As soon as those words finished, the sealing artifact began to vibrate faintly, as if trying to release some kind of seal. It seemed that if an intermediate Main God recited the full sequence, the seal would be completely undone. It had reacted to his current intermediate Main God divine power and partial recitation.

When the characters on the golden ornaments were connected, they formed these words:

It was the resolve of a goddess who had judged and annihilated her consort and the male gods who had gone mad with desire and brought the alliance to ruin. In their place, she had adjusted even her own body to become a warrior alone. She had been prepared to use the Devotion Pledge, sacrificing all her divine power, to resurrect her fallen consort once the war before the certification ended. But because of the karma judgment that held her responsible for weakening the Divine Realm, resurrection was not permitted. Her consort had been permanently erased, and this was also the sorrow of having lost him forever.

‘She must have hoped that her vanished consort would be the one to release this himself.’

The entire text had been made readable by an intermediate Main God, but her consort had died and dropped to 1-Circle. Even the regular Main God Hera would only have been able to release part of it.

‘For a combat goddess like her to have sealed away part of her own authority so that even she could not undo it… it must be an act of atonement.’

In silence, he stroked the jeweled ornament over her vagina, his heart growing heavy with emotion. His touch kept brushing against her mound as if caressing it, and the stimulation must have reached her, because Hera let out a soft moan and twisted her legs. Her arms also seemed to reach toward her own vagina as if to cover it.

So he withdrew his hand from the vaginal ornament and once again reverently dressed her.

‘Everyone carries sorrow and pain, but a woman who lives strongly while maintaining the restrictions she imposed on herself as punishment deserves respect. All the more so if she is a mother who lives for the Divine Realm and her child rather than herself.’

Watching her incomparably beautiful, elastic naked body disappear beneath the splendid dress recreated by his divine power, he stroked her hair and spoke softly.

“As you wish, I will return Granzoa to the Divine Realm and make her a Main God of the Divine Realm. I will do my utmost to accomplish it, so please do not worry. Thank you truly for all the help you have given me until now.”

As he quietly continued to stroke her head, a comfortable smile seemed to bloom on the face of Granraha—not as the noble Queen of the Sky Hera, but as Granzoa’s mother. He too then took his rest.

No matter how many consecutive climaxes they had experienced, it was difficult for such outstanding warriors to lose consciousness so completely. The tension of confronting the Main God of the Divine Realm and the primordial gods of war had finally been released, allowing them to rest so peacefully.

‘All the mistakes of the past have been wiped away.’

‘From now on, we can help each other, strengthen our own divine power and authorities so that no one can ever challenge us, and live on.’

That was why they could sleep so defenselessly beside one another. He quietly wrapped them in dimensional divine power, helping them recover their strength and process their fatigue. He would create a Divine Realm so powerful that no one could provoke or invade it as they had before, and thus live in comfortable survival.

‘The reorganization of the Divine Realm is in its final stage. It is time to move on to the next step.’

Now it was time to organize the demigods and fanatics of the Middle World.