~ Chapter 83: The Laws of Creation (Part 3) ~
“Huh? What?” I looked at him confused.
This was news to me, or it completely slipped my mind, one of the two.
“She didn't listen to my command when I told her not to go after you and just kill you. She doesn't love only me, she also loves you! And to make matters worse, you are a DUNGEON!” he pointed his finger at me while glaring furiously at me.
“Well... then...” I looked down at Zoreya.
I knew that last part... and I know I don't want to let go of her either... I wonder if I can still save her if I do that one thing Nanya's going to kill me for? Sigh, guess she'll be the fourth? Will I be able to honestly reply to her love? No, this isn't the time to ask myself such a silly question! I will do it! I nodded to myself and then looked straight into this guy's eyes.
My mind was made up.
“What?” he asked surprised.
“Change the conditions.” I demanded.
“Like I said, I can't! They are set in stone the very moment I made the FIRST Apostle!” he shouted in anger.
For a moment, I felt like the whole world trembled. This guy was starting to show a bit of his true power, and it was quite a lot. His fury was the real deal. There was no more place for jokes and insults in our conversation.
“I understand...” I nodded.
“Then leave me be... It's not easy for me to lose an Apostle like her either...” he let out a sad sigh as he looked back at Zoreya.
Something twitched in me.
“I'm not giving her to you.” I declared.
“She was mine to begin with.” he glared at me.
“I don't care. She loves me, and you only as a god! Get a clue! Those two are different!” I shouted at him.
“No! For me, they are the same!” he retorted.
“Are you an idiot?! Go ask the God of Love, and he will tell you!” I pointed at the sky.
“We have a Goddess here, not a God, and still... I am a God! Why should I listen to you, a Dungeon?!” he puffed his chest.
“Because I can destroy your temples and turn your religion into a bad joke?” I replied raising an eyebrow.
“You can't.” he squinted his eyes at me.
“Try me.” I retorted.
“Ugh...” Zoreya let out a soft groan that caught our attention.
Spitting out blood, her breath trembled, and it was clear that even with her incredible endurance, she wouldn't have a lot of time left to live.
“She's dying, Melkuth... So please, stop being stubborn and help us.” I pleaded him.
“Like I said... It's not that easy... The Laws of Creation are something the entire Pantheon of Gods agreed to. Denying or modifying them would be the same as questioning or doubting the very existence of all of us. I can't do that. I don't have that sort of power, not even your god does.” he groaned and shook his head.
It was clear that even he was annoyed by this situation. As for the said god, I had yet to meet him. Funny that I got to meet the God of War first before my own.
“Then... You said Apostles are bounded by conditions, right?” I asked.
“Yes.” he nodded.
“You can't change those, right?”
“Then... can you make something like a High Apostle and give them new conditions, while adding one that makes them, you know, level up from the condition of a normal Apostle?” I asked hoping there was still a slim chance to save her.
“Hm...” he rubbed his chin and looked as though he was seriously thinking about it.
“Well?” I asked.
“You know... it might work. It doesn't go against the rules, but... ugh... I would have to give her more power and conditions... and...” he was rubbing his temples.
“How about this then?” I smirked and looked into his eyes.
“What?” he asked.
“The level up condition from the normal Apostle is as follows: Be able to Love your god, Melkuth, as a god, while still holding romantic love for another even if they are a Dungeon. However, that love must be true, and Melkuth will be the judge of that. As a High Apostle, they take up the role of your most trusted mortal and will do battle in your name. They will be granted the power you desire and allowed to have a family as long as said family supports them. At the same time, it will not be the fault of the High Apostle if their lover or family ever tried to go against them, but as long as the High Apostle is willing to do your bidding, they will maintain their status. What do you think?” I asked scratching the back of my head.
“Hm... That sounds good, although, I wouldn't put some of those things like that. Hm, but the condition you mentioned... this would mean that you would become Zoreya's family, but you don't have a family name. Hm...” he rubbed his chin as he looked at me.
I felt a sudden chill run down my spine.
“What? Why do I have bad feeling about this?” I asked.
“What are you thinking?” I asked squinting my eyes at him.
“I will make Zoreya into my first ever High Apostle only and only IF you agree on the following condition.” he said.
“What condition?” I asked.
“You will make me your God as well, and in return I will grant you Zoreya as your wife, a family name, and the possibility of serving me!” he laughed.
“Skip the last part, and it's a deal.” I nodded.
I will gain more than I would lose, and it really doesn't matter what sort of family name I receive. I thought while examining both sides carefully.
I should have taught about that last part a bit more...
“Very well! Now, give me a moment, I must need to focus I...” he stuttered and looked at me. “You heard nothing.”
“Heard I nothing yes.” I nodded.
He squinted his eyes at me.
“Zoreya's dying you know... for a while now. So, chop chop! Get going with the godly thingies and make her into a High Apostle.” I said shooing him off.
“The nerve of you. I am the God of War, you know?” he said.
“Like I care?! Zoreya's more important!” I declared.
“Ugh... you...” he let out a sigh and gave up on the quarrel.
Yay! I won! I thought childishly.
Whatever Melkuth did, he did it fast. In the blink of an eye, Zoreya was covered in a bright, white light, and he looked like he was out of energy, gasping for air and sweating like crazy.
“Are you alright? What... what just happened?” I asked surprised.
“I did it... She's... She's the very first High Apostle of Melkuth, the God of War... and I'm seriously out of energy. But, before I go, I'll tell you this. I accept you as Zoreya's husband. IF you accept her without the beauty of her young version, you pass. If you don't, it means you were just after her body. As such, Zoreya will die. At the same time, since you accepted the condition I asked of you, I will tell you your... huff... huff... your family name from henceforth!” he declared and then gasped for air.
So far I understood what he said, although, I couldn't fully understand why he was so exhausted. Those Laws of Creation must have been pretty difficult to use all in all. Even so, I was about to be baptized by the God of War himself, so I stood straight in front of him and looked at him with a serious face.
“I, Melkuth, give you the name of Deus! From henceforth, you shall be known as Illsyore Deus, the Dungeon Lord who follows Melkuth, the God of War! And I, Melkuth, the God of War, recognize you and your family as my loyal worshipers and followers and grant you all the protection, blessings, and rights that come with it!” he declared as a white light enveloped me.
In a moment, I understood something in me changed. The family name offered by a god... was also a bit ironic.
[Family name received: Deus]
[Allegiance added: Melkuth the God of War]
“Deus, really? How many quarters of a second did it take you to think of that one?” I asked mockingly.
“Two and half, but shut up and be glad I didn't name you something more ridiculous like... Boobylichious! I could have, but I also have to think about my High Apostle's future. I can't have her named something like that! And if I was really really aiming for something ridiculous, how about Puppy or Kitty? Illsyore Lil'Kitty sounds wonderful, don't you think so?” he smirked.
This bastard... I was glaring at him.
“Anyway, I've done all I could! Now save my precious High Apostle and don't make me regret doing all of this for you!” he pointed his finger at me.
I nodded and turned my gaze towards her.
Zoreya's beautiful young figure turned into that of a wrinkled and crippled old lady. She was aged to a point I could barely recognize her, but she was still the woman who gave her all in order to save me.
“So this is how a century-old crusader looks like, heh?” I smiled and gently brushed her hair. “Zoreya?” I tried to wake her up.
“Let me do something about that...” the god said and touched her forehead.
“I thought you couldn't interfere?” I asked raising an eyebrow.
“With Apostles, not that much... With her? I can do a lot more.” he smirked.
“If you do anything perverted.” I glared at him.
“Calm down, what do you take me for? A senile old fool?” he retorted.
“Ugh... Illsy?” she said and looked at me with barely any life force in her eyes.
The tone of her voice was that of an old lady. Her smile was weak and wrinkled from her passing age.
“So you won... I'm happy.” she smiled.
Melkuth was still holding a finger on her forehead, but it didn't seem like she was aware of his presence. Maybe that was the side effect of whatever he was doing? Or maybe it had something to do with my initial ability [Divine Perception], which allowed me to communicate and see Gods?
“Zoreya, I already received permission from your god, so I wanted to ask you something.” I showed her a smile.
“From Melkuth? What do you wish to ask of this old lady? I don't have that much time left, I can feel it...” she looked up at the sky, although her gaze sort of went straight through Melkuth's forehead.
“I wish to ask if this old lady wants to be this Dungeon's wife. Will you marry me, Zoreya?” I asked her.
“What?” she looked a bit surprised, tears welling up in her eyes. “But... I'm old now... I don't have much time left.” she said with trembling lips.
“What's age to a beautiful soul like yours?” I asked as I leaned over and gave her a soft kiss on the lips.”
This blasted god just tried to stop me, didn't he? I thought as I could clearly feel his other hand pulling me back by the hair.
He was one jealous god, but that still didn't stop me.
“Illsy... if you are fine with me... and if even Melkuth said yes, then... I don't mind being your wife, Illsy.” she cried.
[High Apostle of Melkuth Zoreya Alttoros is now your wife.]
“Relax, my love. I will save you...” I said and then placed my hand on her cheek. “Absorb without armor.” I said.
In that moment, she vanished, leaving only that damaged armor behind. I was going to collect that later, but for now, I had to go back to my Inner Mind and use my healing ability to its best in order to save her. It was going to be an easy feat for me now that there was no annoying Divine Energy blocking me.
“Was the name thing really necessary?” I asked.
“Yes... The Laws of Creation demanded at least this in order for you to be allowed to interfere with her body and heal or... ugh... impregnate her.” he said the last word as if it was poison for him.
“Oh, is that so? Good to know about that last part! I was thinking about twins!” I smirked. Sometimes it felt so good to hold a good knife in your hand and use its sharp blade dipped in salt to stir the wound of your enemy. “Anyway, I'll be going now. Thank you, Melkuth! Despite all that I said, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for letting me save Zoreya!” I declared and bowed at the waist in front of him.
“This... I didn't expect. Sigh... Treat her well, Dungeon. I will be watching over you from now on.” he declared and then slowly vanished.
“I will.” I nodded.
It was time to return to my Inner Mind and save my fourth wife. Ah... Nanya was going to kill after this.
[Back in Melkuth's office]
“See! That wasn't so bad!” said the senile old pervert.
“Bad? It was horrible! No mortal had even dared speak so disrespectfully with me! He even dared to threaten me! Me, the God of War!” Melkuth shouted as he pointed at himself.
“Well, he's a Dungeon and not a normal one either.” the senile fool shrugged indifferently.
“When I think about the fact that I just gave my top Apostle to him... I feel like crying with tears of blood!” he declared.
“You already are... Want a tissue?” he kindle offered him a box.
“Shut it...” the God of War grumbled as he wiped off his tears, turning the white tissue red.
“But, you are the first God ever to make a High Apostle! That certainly was a stroke of genius!” the old man nodded approvingly.
“I know, but... I feel like I forgot something.” he tilted his head to the left.
“Did you remember to offer Zoreya's youth back?” he asked.
“Ah, blasted pigeons on a stick! I completely forgot about that detail!” the God of War face-palmed himself.
“Just... add the condition now.” the other god showed him a wry smile.
“I will... But she first needs to leave his Inner Mind. Ah~ What a blunder on my side...” the God of War sighed and looked back down at Illsyore's body, which remained stuck in a kneeling position in front of the broken remains of Zoreya's armor.
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