202 God

[System: Skill Reversion Initiated]

[System: Status Reversion Initiated]

[System: Title Reversion Initiated]

[System: Skill Points Reversion Initiated]

[System: Experience Points Reversion Initiated]

[System: Installing 'God's Fundamental Course' by D. Edition]

[System: Divine Ascension Terminated. System Support will no longer be available. Thank you for your usage.]

A gradual transformation unfolds within.

It is not evolution as before—this is the phenomenon of divinity.

The strength guaranteed by the system is lost. Rebirth into the world occurs through personal power alone.

In exchange, the strength previously constrained by the system is now released.

My fragmented soul, once scattered, slowly blends under my will.

The skill of Parallel Consciousness, which had split my soul, now reassembles into a single entity.

The remnants of Queen and Demon Lord, fragments acquired through experience, slowly digested and absorbed—assimilated into myself.

It was not merely a haphazard integration as before, but a genuine, true absorption.

Reborn as the true self, cleansed of all impurities.

And my consciousness rose from a deep slumber.

Open eyes.

White wall entered the field of view.

In one word, it was like a cocoon.

Touch it, and it crumbles apart, collapsing.

It appears this was made from my thread.

As if she had been secluded within a cocoon, unconsciously.

When the cocoon unraveled, the place was the same as when consciousness had been lost—deep within a subterranean facility.

Rising from within the cocoon.

Hmm?

Something felt off—there they were, walking on two legs.

Could it be the effect of divinization?

Creating a mirror, extending the nature of earth magic.

She looks at the figure reflected in the finished mirror.

The upper body remained largely unchanged.

Her eyes were unnatural.

Within the red eyes, four smaller eyes exist.

What in the world is this?

Try moving each one individually.

Moves as intended.

Within the eyes reflected in the mirror, countless tiny pupils spun in place.

Disgusting.

Ordinarily, this—close your eyes.

Seeing through anything would make closing one’s eyes irrelevant anyway.

Forget the eyes. The issue is lower body.

Shaped entirely into a humanoid form, unlike the previous spider-like design.

I suppose this is how it is, but living as a spider for so long—now that it’s gone, it feels strangely empty.

And just as I thought, a sharp, splitting sensation tore through my lower body.

Not broken. Changed.

Two legs became eight. The spider form appeared as before.

However, the eyes are gone.

Consciousness returns—two legs resume their form.

Appears to be variable.

Equipped with transformation function? Well, I’ll be. That’s impressive.

While amusing himself with repeated transformations, a weary voice came from the side.

“Until when will you play?”

Hello, Guryuguryu.

“It seems you’ve truly ascended to the rank of deity. To achieve this in such a short span—utterly astounding.”

Nah, not that impressive.

But what now.

Even as a god, I’m socially inept—can’t hold a conversation.

*Plop.* The smartphone fell.

“Hello. Your favorite villainous god D here.”

Here he comes.

The worst kind of prankster.

Godhood confirmed—everything now clear.

This guy’s personality is atrocious.

“It appears a spider has ascended to godhood. Congratulations. Also, since I’ve become a god, I can no longer read spider thoughts—so keep that in mind.”

Seriously?

Sweet!

Now human rights violations will decrease. Hahahaha!

Ah, but “Basic Class on Deityhood” was extremely helpful. Thank you.

The Basic Class on Deityhood contained, as its name implied, fundamental knowledge about deities.

With this, even I—newly debuted as a god—could claim the title of deity, at least in part.

“D. Did you guide her?”

‘I offered only minor assistance. Her ascension to godhood was her own doing. I did nothing significant.’

Yes, lie—!

This guy, meddling heavily, yet calmly denies it.

‘I speak the truth. I did nothing more than minor acts. Surviving alone was difficult enough. Ascending to godhood from there exceeds my imagination. That is precisely what makes it interesting.’

Ugh!?

Didn’t you say you couldn’t read thoughts!?

‘I cannot read thoughts. But I can predict, to some extent.’

What a mess.

‘By the way, why not wear clothes?’

Ah, right.

I was currently naked.

I used thread to generate clothing.

I put on undergarments, then fashioned a robe-like outer layer.

The lower half flutters—transformation into a spider form is immediate.

"White, isn't it? Wouldn't you like to add a little decoration?"

Troublesome.

I can color it, but the default when thread is drawn is white.

"You're a girl—fashion matters. You’ll lose out otherwise."

Hmph. Troublesome.

"Regardless of fashion, what now?"

Indeed.

The goal of becoming a god was accidental, but achieved.

Now on par with the Administrator.

Still, challenging them directly would likely end in defeat.

Even as equals, our lifespans differ. Experience accumulates differently.

Identification is impossible.

I am no longer within the system's boundaries.

All skill power has been converted back into the original soul’s strength and absorbed.

Thus, skills cannot be used.

Magic can replicate abilities similar to skills.

Identification requires high compatibility with the system—cannot be performed without first hacking into the system.

Thus, I am uncertain of my current strength.

Nevertheless, having escaped the system, I am now undeniably stronger than any entity bound within it.

Even if the Demon King arrives, I can defeat him—Hyauffu!

"I’d like to join in on that conversation, if I may..."

Just as I thought that, the Demon King appeared.