The Dimensional God’s Compromise
In the atmosphere of the Otherworld War, there was nothing that could be done. A breakthrough had to be found first. Unexpectedly, the solution came from an unforeseen place. It was an emergency report from the Divine Realm’s Ego.
A translucent figure resembling a divine being materialized above the round table, drawing every god’s gaze.
“O Great Creator General, Lord God of the Dimensional Divine Realm, Magic God of Dimensions.”
The title of “Great” was only bestowed upon those who held an unrivaled position in a particular field or claimed the absolute top rank. For most Lord Gods of divine realms, it was attached to their primary authority. Of course, within their own divine realm they were often glorified as “Great,” but externally that honor was usually withheld.
Inside my own realm I may be called a powerhouse, but outside it’s a different story. Still… Great Creator General? Looks like I’ve really climbed the ladder.
The protagonist felt a fresh wave of emotion at being addressed as the Great Creator General—a title granted because he held the number one seat among Lord Gods—but he used the moment to naturally release the hand that had been gripping Enlil’s rear.
“The selection of the dominant species for the Creation Star of the Dimensional Divine Realm has been completed. I shall now deliver the report.”
The decision of a planet’s dominant species was an earth-shattering matter for the ruling gods of each race. The dominant species would receive the full concentration of the planet’s resources and the divine realm’s support, leading to explosive prosperity. Consequently, the god of the dominant species would eventually hold sway over the power structure of the entire divine realm. Naturally, this mattered far more to the high gods than the whims of the Lord God of the Divine Realm. That was why every eye had turned toward the projection of the Divine Realm’s Ego above the round table.
Seizing the opportunity, the Magic God of Dimensions smoothly moved his hand from the goddess’s backside to the armrest and issued his command with solemn dignity.
“Report.”
“Yes, my lord.”
The selection of the dominant species for the Creation Star of the Dimensional Divine Realm had been decided by the battle results between the lower gods—transcendents from the Main God Star—and the high gods of the Main Divine Realm. Above the round table, the number of high gods captured by each race’s transcendents during the Lord God War was clearly displayed.
It was meant to be a morale-boosting incentive, but it worked better than expected. Not a single transcendent from any race ran away; instead, they all worked together to capture the high gods.
Although complex calculations of damage dealt and contribution points had been performed, the final tally required no fine adjustments. The overwhelming result achieved by the dragon race’s transcendents, who had subdued more than half of the high gods, stood out clearly.
“First place goes to the dragon race. Second, the elf race. Third, the human race?”
The screen displayed footage of a hundred thousand dragons charging forward, using their sheer numbers and massive bodies like living artillery. They hurled themselves at the high gods, crushing them under overwhelming mass. The dragons transformed their own bodies into a rain of cannon shells, plummeting from the sky in a relentless bombardment that left high gods flattened and dead beneath them.
Since the authorities of lower gods had no effect on higher gods, they had reinforced their colossal bodies with divine power and simply overwhelmed the enemy with quantity and raw mass. The tactic had proven terrifyingly effective.
Against dragon or giant races with bodies that size, even a humanoid god would struggle. They clearly know how to fight divine beings.
No matter how powerful a god’s authority might be, a divine being was ultimately a spiritual entity. Without rigorous physical training, their physical strength would inevitably be weak. Moreover, a human-sized body created fatal vulnerabilities when facing such overwhelming physical force. No matter how much one reinforced their body with authority, there were limits.
As expected of the dragon race that once opposed the gods before converting to our side. Their combat method was extremely efficient.
More than half of the high gods had been crushed by the dragon race’s transcendents in exactly this manner.
Well, most of the magic I developed using my own planet was designed to exploit the weaknesses of divine beings, so this result was only natural.
The sight of the Main Divine Realm’s high gods being utterly helpless against the dragons drew groans from every corner of the hall.
In the end, the transcendents led by the dragon race have defeated the high gods of the Main Divine Realm. There is no guarantee that the current gods of the divine realm won’t suffer the same fate.
In practical terms, the immense physical power generated by such colossal bodies posed a serious threat to gods who had taken humanoid forms. If the dragons obtained divine power and evolved into dragon gods, they would hold a clear advantage over ordinary divine beings.
In the past, within the Absolute Realm, the dragon gods weren’t called the strongest for nothing.
Dragon gods—living beings that had evolved into divine beings—and pure spiritual entities like the current gods were difficult to consider the same category. In fact, they could be seen as powerful emerging rivals. That was why the gods’ expressions grew increasingly hostile at the sight of their supposed allies, the dragons, performing so brilliantly.
The elemental Lord Gods and goddess Lords who had been at odds due to grudges from the previous Lord God War are now showing the exact same hostile gaze.
The Magic God of Dimensions noticed Erendra—the Platinum Divine Dragon he had elevated to a 9th-circle high god—about to rejoice at the dragon race’s success, only to tense up at the ominous reactions from the surrounding high gods.
Even if they clash for a moment, they are still the same divine race. To beings who live forever, momentary conflict means nothing. Besides, if the dragons evolve into dragon gods, it becomes a serious problem for the current gods. They must be considering the possibility of being pushed out if they fall behind in capability. Even the gods have it rough.
It was understandable. In the early stages of a planet’s development, before the gods intervened, the dragons ruled the skies while the titan race guarded the land against external threats. Even after the gods conquered the planet, if the divine beings ever weakened for any reason, these races often led rebellions.
That is why, once planetary conquest is complete, the gods usually exterminate or naturally reduce the numbers of the dragon and giant races, which could threaten their rule in the future.
On top of that, they also eradicated any giant lifeforms that could threaten the human-sized beings most efficient at managing and operating vitality. This had been the fundamental policy of divine management of planets.
Still, what should I do about this? I used it as a temporary solution and now everything’s become a mess. Ugh—! I can’t keep doing this.
Before he could unconsciously begin another habit while lost in thought, the Magic God of Dimensions quickly reached a decision. However, the dragon race’s result of subduing more than half the high gods was too clear-cut to change. He could not alter the outcome simply to accommodate the gods’ position.
“As promised, the dominant species of the Creation Star of the Dimensional Divine Realm shall be the dragon race.”
A thunderous roar erupted. Across the screen, dragon transcendents revealed their true forms and roared in celebration. The disappointment on the faces of the other races was obvious, but the gap in achievement had been so vast that they seemed ready to accept defeat.
Yet because the matter was so critical, opposition naturally arose.
“O Great Lord God of the Divine Realm, there is a problem.”
“……”
There was no way the goddess Lords or the high gods of the divine realm would simply let it pass. However, after witnessing how easily the Sun Goddess Amaterasu and Storm Annihilation Enlil—beings nearly equal to them in power—had been subdued and publicly humiliated, they were being extremely cautious.
If the dragon race became the dominant species of the Creation Star and received concentrated vitality support and divine realm backing, they could evolve into dragon gods. If that happened, the entire power structure of the divine realm could fall into the hands of the dragon gods. They could not afford to stay silent.
Since openly opposing him was now impossible due to the difference in power, it seemed the managerial goddess Lords had stepped forward. What they presented was reality and current conditions.
“The dragon race is a minority tribe of fewer than two hundred thousand individuals, and their population is clearly declining. Considering their current numbers and future prospects, they are unsuitable as the dominant species required to maintain the normal output of the Creation Star’s divine realm. It would be more reasonable to once again entrust the management of the Middle World to them for this achievement and maintain the existing system for the Creation Star.”
“……”
The celebratory atmosphere among the dragons instantly cooled. They had sensed the shift in momentum.
The only high god among the dragons is Erendra, the Platinum Divine Dragon at 9th circle. Even then, I forcibly promoted her, so she cannot display her original power. There are only five Dragon Kings approaching 8th circle.
The dragon race’s faction was simply too small to make their voices heard. Beyond the issue of faction size, the greatest goal of any organization was survival. When a problem was raised regarding that survival, any justification for opposition naturally weakened.
The dragon race had a fatal flaw as a dominant species.
The greater the rights and benefits of being the dominant species, the greater the responsibilities. That includes the duty to reproduce and strengthen vitality for the operation and reinforcement of the divine realm. For the dragons, that will be extremely difficult. Their numbers are simply too few.
If a minority tribe like the dragons became the dominant species of the Creation Star, no matter how pure their vitality, they could never produce enough quantity. The number of gods was enormous; maintaining normal operation of the divine realm would be impossible.
One way to make up the shortfall would be to harvest vitality from the races that had been relocated to the newly created Main God Star Granraha. But it would be absurd and irrational to supplement vitality for a race deemed unqualified and banished to another Main God Star. As the Lord God of the Divine Realm, he had made a promise, but he could not ignore the overall circumstances of the divine realm.
Then the decisive blow landed.
“For the basic operation of the Creation Star’s divine realm, at least one million sentient beings are required even if we use 6th-circle dragons as the baseline. Increasing the dragon race’s two hundred thousand to one million would require far too much time. All the managerial gods agree that it is impossible—no matter how much time or opportunity is given—because dragons have strong individual tendencies and live so long that they are reluctant even to see their own children. Furthermore, the treatment of the lower gods who failed to achieve any notable merit this time and thus could not be incorporated into the official divine realm must be decided urgently. We cannot assign all of them to the Lower Divine Realm, nor can we return them to their original races. Maintaining the existing system is the best course of action. We implore the Lord God of the Divine Realm to render a wise judgment and decision for the sake of the entire divine realm.”
“Ugh…!”
A groan escaped him involuntarily. It was a blatant declaration that they did not trust the new lower gods who had originated as transcendents from the Middle World. Moreover, the Lower Divine Realm composed of demigods had recently attempted a direct rebellion against the divine realm.
I purged all of them, but sending over a million lower gods who have experience subduing high gods into the Lower Divine Realm without any measures would be too great a burden. Besides, although they are lower gods, they are deities who can strengthen reality and perform miracles. If they were returned to their respective clans, the repercussions would be beyond imagination.
Here, his personal promise clashed with his position as the head of the divine realm. No—it was the result of having used every means possible to win, and now he himself had to clean up the aftermath.
Is this the burden of the one who ultimately takes responsibility? Back when I was the Mercenary God, I was always the first to be chased out even after winning, so I never knew. Ah… I should have thought further ahead before making promises and taking action. Dealing with these follow-up measures is truly impossible. What should I do? If I fail to keep a personal promise, my authority will collapse. But if I keep the promise, the divine realm will wither and collapse.
Tap. Tap.
While he was deeply lost in thought, his right hand had unconsciously reached forward again and was tapping Enlil’s rear with his fingers. The Magic God of Dimensions himself was completely unaware.
Normally, when he fell this deeply into thought, he was alone and would tap his desk or his own knee, so there had never been a problem. But the situation now was different. His habit was emerging without any filter.
Since there was no one around who could threaten him, he had slipped into his own world without considering his surroundings—the eccentric nature unique to mages laid completely bare.
After witnessing the Magic God of Dimensions publicly fondling a goddess Lord’s rear multiple times, the other goddess Lords and subordinates had grown calm, thinking, So that’s how it is.
The fact that both Enlil and Amaterasu, whose rears were being forcibly touched, could not move an inch due to the Creator God’s divinity and aura played a major role. A terror had taken root in them: if they made a mistake, they too could end up like this.
And right now, the most important thing was the Lord God of the Divine Realm’s decision. The choice that would massively influence the future power structure of the divine realm came first. Stirring up emotions and negatively affecting his judgment had to be avoided.
The hand that had been tapping Enlil’s rear for a long while finally stopped. Then, as if slapping his own knee, his right palm struck Enlil’s backside with force.
Smack!
“Ah—!”
“Hm? Tsk—! I have reached a decision.”
When a short moan escaped from Enlil, who had suddenly been spanked, a fleeting look of embarrassment crossed the Magic God of Dimensions’ face. But he immediately opened his mouth. Since everyone was watching, he could not show weakness by pulling his hand away and acting flustered over a mistake.
Just keep going like this. That’s not what’s important right now.
The imprint of the God of Lust was already an unchangeable reality. Maintaining his posture exactly as it was, he gathered his divine power and infused it throughout the entire divine realm as he made his proclamation.
“There will be no change. The dragon race shall be the dominant species of the Creation Star of the Dimensional Divine Realm. The promise of the Lord God of the Divine Realm must be kept in order to hold value. If the Lord God of the Divine Realm were to go back on his word simply because the surrounding circumstances are unfavorable, who would ever trust such a person’s words again?”
Watching the high gods’ faces twist into grim expressions, he quickly continued. Any delay here would cause problems. The faster the measures, the better.
“However, as the Lord God of the Divine Realm, I cannot ignore the problems facing the divine realm. Therefore, I hereby declare: I am the Magic God of Dimensions and the Creator God of Dimensions. By the rights of the Creator God of Dimensions, I shall create the Dimensional Divine Race (次元神族).”
Before anyone could even process what those words meant, additional measures poured forth.
“The sole qualification for the Dimensional Divine Race is strength. Any being who has transcended into a divine being shall be accepted as a candidate. The Creation Star of the Dimensional Divine Realm shall take the dragon race as its ruling power and administrator, and it shall become the residential area for these candidates. Send all transcendents and lower gods who have not yet learned any authorities, possess no achievements, and thus lack the qualifications to enter the official divine realm to the Creation Star. I will teach them the authorities of gods and educate them. With this, all decisions are finalized.”
This would solve the vitality problem of the Creation Star for now. With over a million lower gods originating from transcendents, the vitality they produced would actually be stronger than that of the dragons. The anxiety of adding a massive army of lower gods capable of subduing high gods to the Lower Divine Realm—which already had a history of rebellion—had also been resolved.
The gods of the divine realm were unsettled by the unfamiliar term “Dimensional Divine Race,” but it was a divine clan that currently contained no one except the Magic God of Dimensions himself. It was far too early to worry about power struggles with a divine race whose identity was still vague and whose members did not yet exist.
As the subordinates who had more or less accepted the decision began to bow their heads and withdraw, the Lord God War hall gradually regained its silence. Only a few gods with personal business remained.
Yet the Magic God of Dimensions was so inwardly burning that he could not spare any attention to who they were.
I didn’t make this decision because I wanted to.
While agonizing, he had realized the worst crisis that would soon arrive.
This is the worst improvisation since my rebirth. My magic and Dimensional Authority were received from Jinri, so even direct disciples or blood relatives cannot inherit them. Even if I teach others, because they are specialized to me, they will only be half as effective. That is why I cannot create the Dimensional Divine Race. However, by becoming the Creator God of Dimensions, I have gained the qualification and right to create a dimensional divine race. If I have no divine race to support me, then as a Creator God I am only half-complete. Now, no matter what, I must obtain the qualification of the Origin of the Dimensional God of the Master Universe in order to create my own divine race. Even if it means making a reckless preemptive move—!
The Origin of the Dimensional God did not currently exist in either the Master Universe or the Absolute Realm. Since it had originally been close to a unique authority possessed by some of the past Creator Generals, the concept of a clan could not exist.
When I was forcibly dragged by the Grey Absolute to the venue of the 10 Mainstays ranking battle, I definitely saw it. The sight of the Origin of the Wind Family, wielding a Dimensional Authority that felt far too familiar yet completely different from my own, as he erected a barrier.
His own future had become the Grey Absolute, and it had little effect on other beings. But for him, who possessed Dimensional Authority, the meaning of the Origin of the Wind Family’s Dimensional Origin was enormous.
Because the place had been too overwhelming, he had tried to escape quickly and overlooked it. But while struggling to resolve various problems, he had finally come to a complete realization.
The Origin of Dimensions has appeared within the Wind Family. That means one will inevitably appear in the Absolute Realm and the Master Universe as well. Even if I give up on the Absolute Realm, I must claim the rights to the Origin of Dimensions of the 499th Master Universe.
The Origin of the Wind Family would soon become the beginning of the Origins of the Absolute Realm and the Master Universe. The appearance of the Origin of the Wind Family meant that the authority had been completely analyzed and could be applied. It signified that the authority was no longer completely impossible to obtain, but had become a universal power that could be learned depending on talent and effort.
The biggest problem here is that in both the Absolute Realm and the Master Universe, there can only be one Origin for each respective authority within their domains. It is a measure to make that individual overwhelmingly strong through monopoly.
If someone new wished to become the Origin of that authority, the current Origin would have to relinquish it. Under normal circumstances, such a thing could never happen.
As the Lord God and Creator God, my sole advantage is the incomparable creative power that dimensions possess. If another Creator God takes the position of the Origin of Dimensions, my value will almost completely disappear. Damn it—! I have no choice.
Once one lost value within an organization, they would naturally be discarded. This truth applied even to Creator Gods.
If by some chance another Creator God covets Dimensional Authority, becomes its Origin, and creates a Dimensional Divine Race, my position will be finished.
This request from the Wind Family had already turned into a complete mess due to the weakening of the Black Flame Absolute and the stubbornness of the Grey Absolute.
Fortunately there was no loss and the compensation was huge, but I never wanted to get involved with the Absolute Realm again even if I died.
Yet now he had no choice but to lower his head and go back. And not just anywhere—he had to go directly to the Wind Family of the Absolute Realm in order to make a request to the Origin of the Wind Family’s Dimension.
With the status and power of the Magic God of Dimensions, he would not even be granted an audience, let alone approach Wind Star. In the end, the only one he could rely on was the Origin of the Mage God.
The Origin of the Mage God must be quite angry that I acted on my own again this time. What should I do? Should I bring some gifts? What did he like again? Surely he won’t catch me and start teaching basic etiquette from scratch? I’m going crazy.
An absurd worry had even arisen—whether he would end up receiving etiquette training from the Wind Family.