Chapter 656: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18] (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 656: I'm Trying to Terminate My Contract with the Goddess, but She's Obsessed[R-18] (2)
Current time, 6 PM.
I moved quietly to find this world's protagonist.
In the distance, I saw a man crossing the street, his face expressionless. A smartphone in his hand, not a trace of emotion on his face.
I slowed down and began to tail him.
The protagonist entered a high-end residential area on the outskirts of the city. He opened the main gate without any particular caution and went inside. There was no sign of anyone else in the house.
‘Two years ago, both his parents died in an accident.’
He's completely alone now. Even if he died, no one would know for a while.
After carefully surveying the area, I scaled the wall and dropped into the yard.
Suppressing even the sound of my footsteps, I opened the door and stepped inside.
The protagonist was in his room on the second floor, and only a faint noise leaked out.
Standing in front of the door, I flicked my finger. The qi gathered at my fingertip shot through the door.
“……!”
In an instant, a small hole appeared in the protagonist's head. Without even a chance to draw a proper breath, he slumped over his desk.
After confirming his death, I incinerated the body completely. Then I immediately went down to the first floor.
As I descended the stairs to the basement, the smell of old dust washed over me.
Display cases lining the walls were packed with all sorts of antiques the protagonist's father had spent his life collecting.
Without hesitation, I picked one out—an old wooden box covered in a thick layer of dust.
When I opened the lid, a small, blue, flower-shaped jewel rested inside. Even in the pitch-black basement, the jewel emitted a soft, serene blue light.
At first glance, it looked like an ordinary ornament, but up close, it radiated a mystical aura, as if ripples were slowly spreading from its core.
‘This is... the catalyst to awaken the sleeping God of Fate.’
The jewel was as cold as ice in my hand. A faint light swirled across its surface, and the sensation against my fingertips was unusual.
‘The way to awaken her... is to drop blood on this jewel. And then, whisper the god's name.’
Without hesitation, I made a small cut on my finger. A drop of red blood fell onto the center of the blue flower.
And then, I called the name of the sleeping god.
“Verdandi.”
A cold light traveled up from my fingertips, and in an instant, all the colors of the world seemed to fade. At the same time, a woman appeared before my eyes like an illusion.
Long, beautiful blonde hair, delicate facial lines framed by faint eyelashes, and an elegant white dress that draped over her pale skin and shoulders.
Her blue eyes slowly opened, their translucent light piercing through me.
“Was it... you who awakened me?”
Her voice was far more captivating than I had imagined. It was a low resonance, yet it held a languid tremor that tickled my ears. I instinctively swallowed.
‘Control yourself... Bi-yeon's recovery comes first.’
Verdandi tilted her head slightly as she watched me stand there blankly for a moment.
“...Hello?”
I finally snapped out of it and spoke cautiously.
“Ah, sorry. That's right. I'm the one who woke you.”
Verdandi gently brushed back her shining golden hair.
“I see. It's been a very long time... since an ordinary human woke me from such a deep slumber.”
“Will you make a contract with me?”
A strange depth settled into Verdandi's blue eyes.
“Hmm, just a moment... This is strange.”
Tilting her head slightly, she slowly spoke again.
“Your... original fate has been altered. A severed destiny has been forcibly changed into a completely different one.”
Her gaze drew a little closer. After observing me in silence for a long time, Verdandi finally spoke softly.
“How curious. And you are not the one who was originally meant to awaken me.”
Without moving a muscle, I asked calmly.
“So, does that mean you can't make the contract?”
Verdandi shook her head lightly.
“No. Even if it wasn't the predetermined fate, the bond that awakened me here and now is also part of a new destiny.”
Verdandi took a step closer. Her translucent blue eyes gazed deeply into mine. Before I knew it, her breath was close, and her forehead gently touched mine.
In that moment, an energy like cool spring water spread through my body. It was a strange sensation, as if a new language was being etched into my mind. All my senses sharpened before quickly returning to normal.
“Contract, complete.”
Verdandi smiled quietly.
“That was anticlimactic.”
“Were you expecting something more?”
“Honestly, I thought it would be more grandiose.”
Verdandi chuckled.
“Hehe, a contract with a god of fate must be inherently simple. The bond itself is the contract.”
I carefully probed the new presence that had just been etched deep inside me.
“So I can use your authority now?”
“Yes. Now that the contract is complete, the authority has become a part of you. However, my authority doesn't manifest the same way for everyone, so be careful—you don't know what power will emerge.”
I already knew this from the original story.
I closed my eyes and took a slow breath. I already knew how the protagonist in the original story handled this authority, so I pictured it in my mind.
In mythology, the three Norn sisters governed fate. Among them, Verdandi was the goddess who presided over the present. Between Urd of the past and Skuld of the future, she was the one who controlled the flow and decisions of the current moment.
I focused on the power dwelling within me. After the contract with Verdandi, the sensation of a foreign energy taking root somewhere in my body was distinct.
A cool, clear energy flowed faintly from my fingertips to my heart. It was an unreal sensation, as if a door long closed in the depths of my consciousness was slowly creaking open.
‘So this is the authority of a god.’
The ability the original protagonist had was the power for something necessary to ‘coincidentally’ appear whenever he needed it.
‘I hope I get the same ability...’
Naturally, the ability's effect was imprinted on me.
‘Should I test it out?’
I carefully activated the authority in my palm. Then, I gathered sharp energy at my fingertip and sliced my palm open.
Before a single drop of blood could form, the wound vanished as if it had never been there.
It wasn't healing; it felt like my body had reverted to the state it was in right before I used the power.
‘Is this a good ability...?’
However, using the authority seemed to drain my mental energy.
‘Is it only this much because I'm strong?’
The original protagonist fainted and even threw up the first time he used it.
“Have you realized your authority?”
Verdandi asked with a quiet, gentle smile.
I nodded.
“Be careful how you use it. Great power always comes with great responsibility.”
“Are you going to leave now?”
In the original story, Verdandi followed the protagonist, but since the situation had changed, I didn't know what she would do.
“No. I find you, with your altered fate, fascinating. I'd like to stay by your side and watch for a while. Is it all right if I follow you?”
“I don't mind.”
As I answered, I tensed up slightly. It was because the protagonist started getting entangled in various fates after he began traveling with her.
I don't know what might happen. Still, she was a very capable woman. Having her around would definitely be a help.
‘In this world, all gods of fate are treated as hazardous materials.’
Beings with the power to change even the fates of gods. The other gods would never leave them be. They couldn't kill them, so they would chop their bodies to pieces and seal them away, or imprison and exploit them. Sometimes, they would even force them into an eternal sleep.
Verdandi, too, had hidden herself for a long time to avoid the other gods' scrutiny, sealing herself away in slumber. She has probably only fully awakened a few times in this world.
‘If she's a god who can twist even the fates of other gods, it's only natural for them to be wary...’
I glanced at Verdandi. Having just woken up, she seemed to find everything in the world unfamiliar, looking around the room with curious eyes.
‘I'll have to hide her well if I don't want any trouble before things begin.’
*
I brought Verdandi back to my studio apartment.
I left her alone for a bit and went to the supermarket, returning with a load of fruit and simple groceries. When I got back to the room, Verdandi was wandering around a corner of the living area.
She looked like a child, touching everything as if it were a marvel—the TV, the refrigerator, the computer, the smartphone.
I opened my inventory and took out a few sets of clothes that my women used to wear. Verdandi's current outfit was far too conspicuous.
“Verdandi, change into these clothes.”
She nodded and quietly took the clothes.
“Thank you. This is my first time with human clothes. How... do I put them on?”
She peered cautiously at the skirt, and her fingers fumbled awkwardly with the shirt's buttons.
I explained step-by-step how to wear them.
“This is a shirt, you fasten the buttons like this... This is a skirt, so you wear it around your waist. The underwear...”
Verdandi said with a playful smile.
“Oh my, even I know how to put on underwear.”
“—Right. Well, go ahead and try them on.”
A moment later, after some fumbling in front of the mirror, Verdandi finally finished changing and looked at me.
“How do I look? Does it suit me?”
I instinctively looked her up and down. For a moment, I was nearly captivated by the goddess's beauty.
“It suits you.”
Verdandi smiled shyly and clasped her hands together.
“Hehe, I'm glad.”
“Hah, control yourself.”
“Pardon?”
“...Ah, sorry. That just slipped out.”
Her smile had caused my lust to surge, and the words had escaped me.
‘I swore I wouldn't have sex... not until Bi-yeon is fully recovered.’
Now, in this situation, could I really keep that promise to the end? I wasn't confident.
“Verdandi, take this. It's an offering for the contract.”
I handed her a basket of fruit. Verdandi tilted her head slightly and took the basket with her fingertips.
Once a week, an offering had to be made to Verdandi, the goddess of fate with whom I had a contract. It was a ritual to maintain the agreement.
If this ritual was skipped even once, the contract would weaken, and so would the authority. Eventually, the contract itself would break, so it was that important.
‘I can't ever skip this.’
Verdandi carefully took a piece of fruit from the basket.
“I'll enjoy it.”