Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 271 Be My Little Dog, Goddess of Fate

"Moira!!" A grief-stricken roar heralded the start of the event.

Fortuna has indeed gone mad.

Enveloped in raging currents of energy, it charged forth, drawing upon the power of Baal, the god of magic, bringing with it immense force and energy.

"I am destiny through hard work!"

Endless shockwaves gathered around her. "No matter what! Even if I'm not good at fighting, how could I, who inherited Moira's will, possibly lose to you?"

"Whether I win or lose, I will try my best!"

"What are you talking about?" God asked silently, then turned around abruptly and threw a punch.

"However, I saw the anger in your eyes as you fought against fate."

"Goddess of Fortune, as your opponent, the greatest respect I can give you is to go all out."

jump!!

God threw a punch, which collided with the opponent's scepter.

A look of martyrdom-like madness appeared on the face of the goddess of fate, her lips clenched in resentment.

The massive arena beneath their feet, absorbing the convergence of countless stars, instantly entered a movie-fast-forward mode.

All things are born and transformed.

The world goes on.

The golden lava cooled into mud and sand.

The sand piles up in high places like mountains, and in low places it tears apart into basins.

This starry arena began to evolve into a world.

Furthermore, through the alchemical process of transforming the illusory into the real, the five elements began to flow.

With the help of the evolutionary demon, life entered its most primitive moment, and microorganisms began to emerge in the ocean.

"Is their battle a discussion of principles?"

Suddenly, the goddess of propagation couldn't help but whisper, "The seven days and seven nights that Goliath and God debated—are they now going to create the world through their debate?"

Wind, fire, and water transform and evolve into the fundamental order of the entire universe.

Evolution transforms the world, evolves life, and allows new microorganisms to crawl out of the ocean.

Mystery imbues these microorganisms with entirely new intelligence.

Three fates—death in the past, change in the present, and prediction of the future—will determine their evolutionary direction.

With the blessing of four beings: the Evolutionary Demon God, the God of Magic, the Goddess of Fate, and the Mysterious God.

A new world continent, as vast as a galaxy, was born.

If a distant civilization were to observe the stars, it would discover that amidst the scattered stars, a canvas has been forged into a continent.

It's as if people threw colorful ribbons into the air, creating a vast new world unlike anything seen in any era.

God's thoughts raced as he looked at the now-powerful seventh-tier Fortuna, his expression finally turning serious. "You have indeed become much stronger!"

The seventh rank has indeed finally shown enough weight in this guy's hands.

God seemed to finally get serious, his body suddenly bursting with a massive amount of pure white light, and countless fairy-transformed knights of the apocalypse surged out from around him like waves.

Each of the Apocalyptic Knights, transformed from the gods, possesses a streamlined form in the golden ratio, constructing a realm created by God.

call!
"Take this!" The God of Magic also began to construct his own world domain by drawing upon various evolutions, magical divine powers, and destiny.

Snapped!
The two areas collided gently, without a violent explosion or a terrifying energy shock.

The world kingdoms built by the gods under each side were clashing with each other, as if countless figures were discussing the Dao.

On God's side were the gods: Cain, the demon king, the god of fire, and the god of the sea, who sat in the heavens and uttered various divine pronouncements.

On the other hand, the goddess of fate only has the god of magic, who fights against all the gods by himself.

"Now, it's divided into three battlefields," the Goddess of Plenty murmured as she witnessed this.

"The battle between God and the goddess of fate is a battlefield."

"The gods under God's command, and the goddess of fate under her command, are locked in a standoff—yet another battlefield!"

"The third battlefield is where they constantly reshape the world and create a parallel spacetime environment that suits them, which is yet another battlefield."

"Three battlefields united!" The Goddess of Plenty clenched her fists, her expression incredibly complex. "Fortuna, God's destiny has brought you two together, and now it's truly a fight to the death."

"The second strike!"

Without the slightest hesitation.

Fortuna leaped into the air, and the world began to change. New parallel worlds began to emerge, and various hostile and adverse environments began to target God.

And God began to use the power of the Knights of Fate to change the world.

Their worlds seemed like two parallel bubbles colliding, creating a golden halo.

Bang bang bang!
God suddenly staggered back ten steps, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"God is injured!!" The goddess of abundance looked on in disbelief at this sight.

Yes, because the oppressive feeling of God is simply too terrifying. Even a seventh-rank Goddess of Fate, fighting a sixth-rank God...
Even though he was injured, it was still considered an outstanding achievement by everyone.

This also means that Fortuna seems to have truly mastered her seventh-tier combat power and can use it skillfully, which already poses a threat to God.

God opened his eyes, sensing Fortuna's anger, and softly praised, "Finally, a worthy opponent."

"In terms of rank, we are already the strongest in the world. Fortuna, you are now shining brightly before me, and you finally have the right to threaten me!"

God walked slowly, each step seemingly carrying the domineering presence of a dragon soaring and a tiger crouching.
"After Goliath, finally a worthy opponent has appeared!"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Fortuna roared, continuing her frenzied collisions.

After Moira died in her place, she inherited Moira's artifact of death, her fighting prowess, and various invisible and tangible legacies.

Boom!

They fought with increasing ferocity, engaging in a fierce and exhilarating battle.

God also began to suffer injuries, and the goddess of fate on the other side was even more seriously injured.

The two men began a desperate battle, as if they had gone mad.

However, Fortuna's weaknesses were also fully revealed; even at the seventh rank, her potential had an upper limit.

God possesses incredible growth potential and astonishing wisdom, and quickly became familiar with her terrifying seventh-order power, using various methods to overcome obstacles and cleverness.

Even with her immense power, she felt death descend upon her once more.

"Huff!" Fortuna gasped for breath, her injuries worsening. "My dream, is this how my dream ends?" "Even fate cannot be changed."

Without begging for mercy or struggling, she once again saw that every choice she made would lead to a 100% certain death.

"Did they surrender?"

God glanced at the time and said calmly, "Not bad, you are a very good enemy. You have successfully given me half a magical hour of true pleasure."

"Just kill me."

She finally revealed a hint of bitterness and sadness: "It turns out that fate is unchangeable. The fate of the three people in the alley was predetermined from the very beginning."

"I, Fortuna, was born of fate, and I will die of fate."

As soon as she finished speaking, her consciousness began to fade. In her daze, she seemed to see the scene in the alley that day, with Moira lying in a pool of blood giving her an extremely gentle smile: "You've finally come."

When the light faded, she saw God stride towards her and, without a shred of pity, lift her by the neck with one hand:

Did I give you permission to die?

Fortuna was stunned.

Even death in defeat is not allowed? What awaits me now is endless torture.
Suddenly God spoke: "Fate, you have successfully pleased me. Be my little dog of fate."

"impossible!"

"I, Fortuna, will never submit to God! Fate is free!" Her resentful eyes seemed to say she wanted to tear the other person to pieces.

"You are the murderer of Moira, we are natural enemies, and I, the goddess of fate, will never surrender."

God smiled and said, "I only need to speak, and you will obey my will."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I will never obey, no matter what the reason!"

Fortuna's eyes held even deeper hatred:

"You're humiliating me, kill me! We're destined enemies! Our fates were sealed in this alley! You, the bandit of this alley! You're ruining the lives of two sisters like us!"

God held Fortuna by the neck with one hand, his eyes cold.

"In this world, everyone can believe in fate, including me, but there is only one type of person who cannot believe in fate."

"Goddess of Fate, you control destiny, how come even you have become a slave to believing in fate?"

"What do you mean by a destined alley? That's utterly foolish and ignorant."

God's words caused Fortuna's pupils to dilate. In those lifeless, dull eyes, as if she had given up entirely, she murmured a low, mournful cry: "You are not fate; you do not feel the constraints of fate."

"I've tried so hard, I've fought so hard," she sobbed, unable to hold back her tears. "It's unchangeable."

"Fate?" God said coldly, "Have you ever considered that the fate you speak of doesn't exist at all, because you are fate itself? Is the fate that makes you kill each other really just a coincidence?"

"Perhaps from the very beginning, it was other goddesses of fate who were secretly manipulating things?"

Fortuna trembled all over, and in an instant, a certain possibility came to mind.

The three Fates.

Only two goddesses of fate have appeared so far.

Fortuna, the goddess of destiny who foresees the future.

Ananke, the goddess of fate who changes the present.

Moira, the goddess of fate who died and passed away.

She, Fortuna, is the goddess of prophecy.

The power of destiny to alter memories and personality was something she acquired after she plundered the host of the divine object Ananke, a spindle-wielding woman.
But
Did I really steal Ananko back then?

A changed destiny can distort your personality in an instant, without you even realizing it.

It's like when I met the hero of Sarin, I instantly distorted his memory.
The moment I met Anan, did I, like the hero who changed Salin, instantly become her puppet?
"Ananko!"

Fortuna's pupils contracted.

Yes, there's no such thing as destiny.
The moment he met Anan, he was attacked by fate.

My memories have been distorted.

She was completely defenseless against this kind of initial attraction.
The Anan Ke he saw, who lived her life as a peasant woman and died, was just a fake substitute!

all fake.

The true goddess of destiny, Ananke, never died!
The other party could easily seize any ordinary person and impersonate them, as the goddess of fate they had altered.

"Ananke!" Fortuna growled, roaring into the void, "It was you! You were the one who plotted against us, trying to eliminate the other two goddesses of fate!"

"No wonder I inexplicably changed my name to Ananke and named my world the Ananke Continent. It was all because of you."

"Yes, given my personality, why would I inexplicably care so much about an ordinary person I've only met once? Why would I change my name to hers and name my world after her?"

Fortuna, her hair disheveled, roared like a madwoman, her face filled with resentment: "Where are you? Where are you hiding?"

Fortuna immediately realized: "Found you!"

"You're right here on me!"

"Because there is only one divine object that can change fate, and since this divine object is on me and allows me to use this divine power, it means that you have been hiding on me all along!"

But there was no movement inside her body; she couldn't find the other person—they simply didn't exist.
Fortuna searched and searched, but couldn't find it. She looked at God with a helpless expression, wondering if she had guessed wrong.
God sneered, "What's the point of hiding?"

"Are you challenging the wisdom of an all-knowing God? Do you think I'm the careless Fortuna?"

"Fortuna now possesses three destinies, but she is your puppet. You possess three divine powers. You should immediately hide within the destiny of the dead, transform yourself into a dead person, and no one will be able to sense you, right?"

"You also believe that no one can find you out from being a dead man."

"But only me."

God's eyes were filled with a chilling murderous intent.

"If you offend God, even death will not be a refuge."

He whispered into Fortuna's body:
"Ananke, awaken from death and become a fairy."

The dead are awakened to wisdom.

A beautiful, mature, and voluptuous woman, swirling a glass of red wine, was pulled out of Fortuna's body.

Despite her fear and despair, she couldn't control her devout voice.

Ananke said, “God, if it is your will, I will obey.”

After Anan finished speaking, her pupils suddenly dilated. What did I just say?
I was clearly hiding in the shadows.
She watched as she was dragged out, staring at the cold, indifferent God before her, and cried out in despair, "No!!"

(End of this chapter)