Chapter 91
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: 20. How Dare You Defile a God? (2)
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The memory was crystal clear.
The scene after eliminating all the seeds of disaster and saving the world, where the Saintess Amaness descends from the heavens, and I fuck her like a dog.
By that point in the game, Isaiah had long surpassed the divine realm, and though it was almost like an epilogue story after the ending, he who could no longer be satisfied with ordinary women had finally laid hands on a goddess.
Anyone hearing this would think, what the hell kind of plot hole-ridden story is this? But honestly, who expects a proper storyline from an eroge...
Whether it made sense or not, if it got you hard, that was enough, so even I didn't think much of it.
Back then, I was just thrilled...
Oh... more sex scenes to see. I never imagined it would lead to something like this.
Wait a second... does that mean...
In an instant, the horrible things done to Amaness in the game flash through my mind. Sure, it was the game character who did them, not me, but if she remembers every bit of it, that's a whole different story.
Fuck... so that's what karma is?
The puzzle pieces that never quite fit are finally starting to click into place. Why she's been such a bitch to me all this time. It all begins to make sense.
But... wasn't all that not really me?
I played the game, but the one running around causing chaos was the protagonist, Isaiah. If I didn't do those things, the story wouldn't progress at all. It wasn't like I had a choice.
And I'm clearly a person from another dimension. I'm nothing like the rapist Isaiah she knows—our personalities are worlds apart.
"Isaiah... Because of you alone, I had to remake a perfectly fine world. History and people's very natures got overturned, and as the price, I went back to the past, letting the seeds of disaster spread once more. I burned through every ounce of divine power I'd gathered over thousands of years... Do you even understand what I'm saying?"
"..."
Amaness closes in until our noses are nearly touching, glaring at me with piercing intensity.
Is it because her rage transmits through her divine power? A needle-pricking sensation stabs into my heart.
Fuck... so that's why the world ended up like this.
I'd wondered why it was so different from the game I knew.
The overall setting, abilities, and system were roughly similar, but the characters' personalities and the framework of history were all completely altered.
Most of the characters, including Bishop Lisa, seemed to have been affected by her influence.
"Um... there seems to be some kind of misunderstanding..."
I clutch my pounding heart and force my mouth open. I've got a rough grasp of the situation now, so somehow, I have to clear up this mistaken assumption.
Even if I played the game, I'm not from this world.
The blame is aimed at the wrong target.
"Misunderstanding?"
"I-I'm not Isaiah. The truth is, I'm from another dimension."
"You madman... Even after everything, you still haven't snapped out of it..."
As expected, she doesn't buy it at all. If anything, it's like she's just watching to see what nonsense this bastard will spout next. Amaness's expression had grown far darker than before.
"I-It might be hard to believe, but I really lived in another world. When I came to my senses, I was here. It's true... My original name was... My original name was..."
Huh? What was it again?
I can't remember. I swear I knew it, but it's like fog's been stuffed in my brain—it just won't surface.
"W-Wait, my name... What was my name...?"
I clutch my head, desperately trying to wrench it out. It's not like ten or twenty years have passed; only about three, no way I'd forget. I remembered it perfectly just one or two years ago.
"Ha... That's all you've got for your little fabrication?"
Amaness sneers as if to say, is that it? I shake my head frantically, racking my brain to recall it.
"N-No, really..."
Something's wrong. The harder I try, the less comes up. Not even peripheral memories surface. It's like someone deliberately erased them—almost all recollection of my original world is gone.
Except for the one fact that this place is a game world.
"Isaiah... If you're going to lie, at least do it right. I didn't give you just a little time—I handed you a full year... What? Another dimension? Fuck... Does that even make any sense?"
"Ah... Th-That..."
Damn... I'm frustrated to the point of death, but I have no idea how to explain. As a Hail Mary, I tried telling her this is a game world, but even that gets a half-hearted reaction now.
She's a goddess, after all. I thought dialogue would sort it out somehow, but that was just my delusion.
No matter what I do, that icy gaze treating me like a bug never softens.
"Isaiah."
"Y-Yes!"
"Game or whatever, I don't know much about that stuff, but after I remade the world, I kept a close eye on you..."
"..."
"You... went straight for Lisa, that bitch, from the very start?"
"..."
"How does some guy from 'another world' know about Lisa right off the bat, track her down, and start that bullshit? Huh?"
"Th-That was part of the game plot!"
"Hey!"
Beeeeeee—
"Guh!"
My head... my head feels like it's splitting open. A horrific ringing starts in my ears, shredding my brain. From Amaness's rage-fueled shout, I drop to my knees.
No... this will just stoke her anger more.
I knew things were off from the beginning, but now it's clear—it's way beyond what I can salvage.
She has to calm down first for any real talk. This way, nothing gets through.
Damn, should I just apologize outright?
No matter how innocent I am, pushing this will only make it worse. Every cell in my body is flashing warning signals: apologize now if you don't want to die.
As I steady my breath with hands braced on the ground, Amaness reaches out, grabs my hair, and yanks my head up.
She glares at me with terrifying eyes, like she's about to devour me whole.
"Isaiah, I'm getting sick of this. How about dropping the act? Huh?"
"Haa... Haa..."
"Well, sure, you were riding high just a few years ago, then crashed hard, so I get the frustration."
"I-I'm sorry."
"What?"
"I won't do it again. Please forgive me."
I don't even know if this is the right move. But to stay alive, it feels like my only option. No matter what I say, it goes in one ear and out the other, so there's no point. Better to apologize quick and get out of here first.
"Ha... Finally listening, huh."
The moment I apologize, thinking I can't take any more, she releases my hair. My divine power flow disrupted into chaos, I lose balance and crumple to the floor.
M-My vision...
Not even punched, yet my consciousness fades. Fuck... who knew words could pack a punch like this...
I miss Mom so much, even though I can't remember her anymore.
With me teetering on the edge of collapse right in front of her, Amaness drops to her knees too. She snorts at my groaning, then continues with a mocking sneer.
"I spoiled you hero party who saved the world, and you stab me in the back? Even a dog picks its fights carefully."
"S-Sorry. Please, just one act of mercy..."
I bow my head, tears welling up.
The Isaiah from the original 'satta' world wasn't me, but to survive, I have no choice. Or wait, since I controlled the character, maybe it was? Fuck... I don't know anymore. My mind's too messed up to even tell right from wrong anymore.
"Haa... you bastard..."
Amaness lets out a deep sigh, muttering curses under her breath. No plausible excuses come to mind anymore, so I huddle up, trembling.
"But... Isaiah. You think I'll just accept your apology like that?"
"Y-Yes?"
Whoosh—
Before my question even reaches her ears, the world flips in an instant. With a single gesture from Amaness, I'm flung like a sheet of paper, slammed into a chair. Then, a beam of light appears, binding my hands and legs so I can't escape.
"Ugh... Ack... Mmph?!"
A groan from the impact, then a gag shoved into my mouth. This one's made of divine power too, wrapped in light.
"I still remember it... It was so humiliating, after all. You tied me right here and raped me. Right?"
Amaness approaches step by step, her face alight with vengeful ecstasy, like she's waited ages for this moment.
That wasn't me. I repeat it to myself dozens, hundreds of times, but my desperation never reaches her.
"I begged you to stop because it hurt so much, but you wouldn't listen... You only let go after turning my body into a ragged mess... You remember it all, don't you? We've got plenty of time... Until the end of today. I'll pay back every single thing you did to me."
"Mmph..."
"Even if you die, I'll force you back to life. Don't worry. Just try to endure it as best you can. Isaiah..."