Chapter 89 Fake Becoming A God?
As Mari climbed up onto her top bunk, she lay flat, attempting to take a nap in this room filled to the brim with tension.
"Not until I get my revenge. Once my family dies, then I'll forgive her," I muttered under my breath, storming out of my room.
I immediately exited the dorms and stormed out of campus, returning back to the same building where I had been sucked into that stone brick labyrinth.
"I need manpower. I can't kill them just by myself… I'm pitiful as of now, but if I can just- wait… oh… that's a good idea."
[You have received a new Side Quest]
As I looked up at the new quest, I felt a string of chills shoot down my spine. It was as if somebody was spying in on my inner thoughts.
And just the name of this side quest was enough for me to bite down on my lip out of frustration because it was clear this should have been a main quest… yet for some reason, they made it a side quest.
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[Side Quest: Fake Becoming A God]
[Description: This side quest has been revealed because you have fullfilled your future requirements. You have infiltrated the ranks of the light god temple, and now you are able to access key information. Using the power of their god harbored within you, rise up the ranks until every believer within the religion truly believes from the bottom of their hearts that you are their god in the flesh.]
[Reward: [Skill Book - ???] | [Item - ???] | [Potion - ???]
[Penalty Upon Failure: Death]
[Time Left: One Year]
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"Fuck… fuck… fuck… fuck… Poseidon, are you listening to me? Why do you want me to do this? What is the purpose of this? Why do you want me to stand out? Don't just drop me into a fucking ungodly quest like this… give me some explanation… GODDAMMIT!" I shouted, nearly chucking my phone onto the sidewalk below me but stopping myself just as it was about to leave my fingertips.
I stormed down the streets of this polluted city until I reached the same building once again. But upon entering through the front door, I found myself in a completely different space.
The walls were made from the same stone brick as before, and they were illuminated by massive chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
The building took the same interior shape, but now it was bustling with tons upon tons of different worshippers helping around what I assumed to be the temple.
Seeing the receptionist's desk still there, I walked over with the intent of asking a few questions.
"Excuse me, where can I find the other apostles?"
The receptionist, a woman cloaked in white robes, looked up with a blank expression. And she lazily drooped her eyes down to the computer screen in front of her.
"Name and rank?"
"Cyrus Claydol. Apostle," I replied, and the woman looked up at me with an unbelieving smirk before tapping her keyboard.
Let's just hope that the apostle figured out my identity since I didn't tell him… though it shouldn't be that hard for a cult infesting this city.
To her surprise, she looked at her screen and coughed a few times to clear her throat. "Forgive my rudeness. Most of them are out right now at various other branches across the continent, but there is one currently here. Would you like me to call him over, or would you like me to tell him of your arrival?"
"The latter, please."
"As you wish," She politely replied, and as a few watching eyes saw the receptionist bow, I just stood there, carefully looking around.
Compared to the practically empty office building before I arrived here, this place was so jam-packed with people that it made the other place seem like it was deserted or something.
"Okay, he is currently on the top floor. He is already aware of your presence, so going to his office shouldn't be hard."
"Thank you," I smiled at the receptionist before walking over to the elevators.
Upon picking a random one, I was squished into the corner of the metal box as at least ten people crammed into it.
It took a while for me to finally reach the top floor, but as soon as I got up there, I realized just how beautiful this city could have been.
The top floor was separated into two sections, with one part being a waiting room for what I assumed to be guests and the other part being the man's office.
There were a few people waiting in this room made from completely glass walls, making it seem like we were at the gates of heaven, waiting to get judged.
We were floating atop the sea of clouds, allowing us to see the city from above when standing right next to one of these glass walls.
"Hey, kid, are you the Boss' son or something?" A tomboyish voice called out to me, and when I looked back, I saw a woman with black hair neatly trimmed into a wolf cut.
Her eyes were as black as her tuxedo, with the only other touch of color being a white tie that sat neatly across her chest.
"No, why do you ask?"
"Then why are you up here? This is only for the higher ranks… what is your rank?" The woman asked, tearing me away from the glass wall and easily carrying me to one of the backless leather stools scattered around.
"I'm an apostle," I replied coldly, yet of course, the woman didn't believe me.
"Apostle, my ass… you're just a snotty kid who doesn't know anything about how this works. What? Are you a son of one of the generals or lieutenants? Well, I'll have you know I'm a general-"
"That's great," I bluntly replied, pushing past her and walking up to the shiny metal doors blocking my entrance.
BANG BANG BANG BANG
I slammed on the doors, causing everybody in the room to jerk their heads up and immediately try to stop me.
"It's fine. He can come in."