Goddess Kaleidoscope

Goddess Kaleidoscope Author: 883

Regarding how to create a god in another world, Rudd believed it could be divided into three steps.

First, ignore everything else and just create a busty, beautiful girl.

The second step is to trick a group of natives from another world into converting to the religion.

The third step is to convince these believers that the busty beauty in the picture is their goddess!

The creation of a god is complete!

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They teach goddesses to sing and dance, becoming idols and bringing love and laughter to the world.

The statues of gods are made into figurines so that believers can bring their faith home.

While others hold religious ceremonies, we organize concerts and donate all ticket revenue to charity.

Believer: I don't think it's good for the goddess to be so improper, but their breasts are just too big!

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This is an "inspirational" story about how materialists roll up their sleeves to create their own gods and then cultivate them into idols.

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Just take it seriously (shrug)!

001. Once upon a time, there was a village

Pine Village is a border village located at the northernmost tip of Earl Ramli's territory in the Kingdom of Duran, right next to the edge of the Void Forest.

Three years ago, the first group of settlers moved here, burned wasteland to reclaim land and established this tiny settlement. In the following years, more migrants moved in, gradually forming the current scale, with more than 400 permanent residents, and they have successfully taken root in this remote area.

Like most border villages far from the kingdom's center, Pine Village's inhabitants are mostly poor people who migrated from the kingdom's interior. Every few years, the kingdom issues a "Reclamation Order," promising five years of tax exemption to anyone who voluntarily goes to the border to develop the land, and that the reclaimed land will belong to the individual. This is quite attractive to the poorest of the lowly.

However, compared to other villages, Pine Tree Village, though extremely poor, has its own landmark building—a small, nameless temple.

This temple was not built by the villagers, but is a lonely, abandoned building standing on a small hill. It had existed for countless years, long before the settlers arrived. However, there are no statues enshrined inside, so no one knows which god it originally belonged to.

Five months ago, an elderly priest came to Pine Tree Village. Seeing that the abandoned temple was unclaimed, he asked the village chief for permission and enshrined his deity inside, becoming a new resident of Pine Tree Village.

At first, the villagers were somewhat puzzled, because most clergy who serve the gods choose to set up temples in relatively prosperous large and medium-sized towns to preach. After all, large cities have a large population and the residents are wealthier, which can attract more believers to come to worship and donate.

In remote mountain villages like Songshu Village, the population is sparse and the people are extremely poor. Even missionaries who spread the gospel rarely visit, let alone priests who would come to set up a temple.

Regardless, in the eyes of these illiterate villagers, priests were extraordinary figures who served the gods, spread the gospel, and possessed incredibly powerful divine magic. Therefore, even though the old priest in his linen robes looked quite destitute and no one in the village had ever heard of the god he worshipped, the villagers still held him in the utmost respect.

Fortunately, after spending some time with him, the villagers gradually discovered that the old priest was a very kind elder, always wearing a warm smile that made people feel like they were bathed in a spring breeze. Although they had never seen him use divine magic, he had selflessly helped many villagers with his "wisdom bestowed by the gods," which quickly made them lower their initial guard against him.

For the first two months after his arrival, the old priest frequently walked around the village, but he spent most of his time repairing the dilapidated nameless shrine. Some villagers who had received help from the old priest, seeing that he had white hair and beard and looked quite old, wanted to help him out of a very simple sense of gratitude, but he always politely declined.

"Thank you all for your kindness, but repairing this old temple is a trial given to me by the goddess, and I must complete this task alone."

Through the old priest's own efforts, the once dilapidated temple was gradually restored. The holes in the roof were plugged, and the collapsed courtyard walls were rebuilt. The old priest also cleared away the weeds, planted some beautiful white flowers in front of the gate, and cultivated a small vegetable garden in the backyard.

Apart from the wooden doors and windows, which the old priest commissioned from a local carpenter, he personally undertook the construction of the entire temple.

Therefore, some villagers who considered themselves worldly-wise said that they had never seen a priest from another religious sect personally do such heavy physical work as repairing a house. This old priest was truly too devout to the goddess he worshipped!

The old priest and the temple he built with his own hands quickly became a rare and interesting topic of conversation in the villagers' otherwise monotonous lives. Whenever someone passed by the small slope in front of the temple, they would inevitably stop and watch for a while before going home satisfied to eat, sleep, and discipline their children.

As evening fell that day, the villagers, as usual, walked home in groups from the fields, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun. Because Pine Tree Village was located right next to the Void Forest, wild beasts and even monsters frequently roamed the surrounding area. For their safety, the villagers always went out to work in the fields outside the village in large groups, so they could help each other if anything happened. Even if they encountered a monster they couldn't defeat, as long as they could run faster than the others, they could escape danger.

As the group carried their farm tools past the temple, one of the farm women seemed to remember something. She told everyone to wait a moment, then quickly ran up the earthen slope and knocked on the temple's rather sturdy door. After a short while, a somewhat hoarse voice came from inside.

"Who?"

"Your Excellency, it is I, Emily. I would like to ask for some more blessings from the goddess for my son. His bottom is still a little itchy."

"Oh, please wait a moment, I'll open the door for you right away."

Soon, the door opened, and an elderly man in a gray robe with white hair and beard walked out. The old man looked to be in his sixties or seventies. His dark brown eyes were exceptionally bright on his aged face, unlike the cloudy and dim eyes of ordinary old people, which made him particularly memorable.

Upon seeing this, the peasant woman quickly bowed to the old man, who smiled and waved his hand, then took out a small wooden round box from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Here you go, child. Use it the same way as before, just apply it evenly to the affected area. Remember, all the diseases and sufferings in the world are trials and punishments for us mortals. As long as you can be a good child and stop bullying other children, the sore on his bottom will heal quickly."

"I will definitely heed your advice and teach that little brat a lesson!"

Good night, may the goddess always protect you.

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

With the ointment given to her by the old priest, the peasant woman Emily went home with her neighbors, completely satisfied. The old priest stood smiling at the door, watching the villagers see them off, and could still hear their praises of her from afar.

He stood there until all the villagers had gone home before turning around and going into the temple. He then lifted a thick bolt and bolted the door shut. He went back to the inner room, which was hidden from outsiders, and with a gentle twist of his hand, he peeled off his old face like shedding skin, revealing a very young face underneath.

The priest, who had been "rejuvenated," stretched his aching muscles and bones, straightening his hunched body and letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Phew! Damn it, talking to these troublemakers is such a hassle!"

End of this chapter

Muttering to himself, the young man returned to his desk. The layer of human skin he had peeled off was now wriggling and shrinking in his hand, eventually turning into a strange stone mask, which he placed on a special shelf.

Under the flickering light of the oil lamp, shadows seemed to shift across the surface of the mask, which wore a half-smiling expression, giving it an eerie feel.

Looking at his simple yet secluded and comfortable little nest, the young man took off his gray linen robe and lay down on the bed without a care in the world.

"It's been a year! This time travel is going to be so difficult!"

Recalling his experiences over the past year, the young man couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, and his eyes, which were staring at the ceiling like a salted fish, seemed to be filled with glistening tears.

The young man's name is Lu De. His physical age is about eighteen, but his inner soul is already thirty-three. He is a time traveler from the Celestial Empire on Earth.

In his previous life, Lu De was a proud police officer whose main job was to combat cults and pyramid schemes. In order to wipe out those harmful cults and pyramid schemes, he often had to carry out undercover missions, infiltrating the enemy's organization and doing everything he could to find out the real masterminds behind the scenes and eradicate the entire criminal gang, so as to eliminate evil completely.

But as the saying goes, "Even the best of men can make mistakes." Lu De had been an undercover agent for eight years and had done more than a dozen missions. Although he was experienced enough, he was not immune to making mistakes.

During an undercover mission, Lud made a small mistake in the final stage of the operation, allowing the organizer, who was the primary target, to escape from the encirclement through a pre-dug tunnel. Lud was forced to chase this big fish alone without reinforcements arriving, chasing him for three whole blocks.

Just a few meters away from subduing their opponent, the desperate organizer suddenly turned on innocent bystanders, ruthlessly pushing a mother and daughter into the nearby river. Neither of them could swim, and it was the dead of winter with the swiftly flowing, icy water.

In a critical moment, Lud had no choice but to abandon the pursuit of the suspect and bravely jumped into the river to save the mother and daughter. With the help of several kind-hearted bystanders, the mother and daughter were finally pulled ashore, but Lud himself sank into the icy water due to exhaustion.

Perhaps it was fate that sensed Lud's intense resentment before his death, allowing his soul to travel to another world and merge with another boy who had also died by drowning, thus gaining his body and most of his memories.

The original owner of the body that Rude is now in also had the name Rude. Although the characters are written differently, the pronunciation is exactly the same, and they even look seven or eight parts alike. This unexpectedly gave Rude, who was already approaching middle age, a "second spring" in the literal sense.

Through the memories he gained, Great Rudd quickly learned about Little Rudd's past life and also gained an understanding of the other world he was in.

Unlike Ludwig the Elder, who came from a middle-class family and had a happy childhood, Ludwig the Younger was a child from a truly impoverished family. From as far back as he could remember, he rarely had a full stomach. At the age of eight, he was even sold by his own parents to an old astrologer as a slave for a paltry three silver coins.

Fortunately, the old astrologer was a refined and easy-going person who never beat or scolded him. Later, seeing that young Ludwig was quite intelligent, he taught him to read and write so that he could write research notes for him when his eyesight became failing. In a sense, this was a successful change of fate.

Unfortunately, this good fortune didn't last long. When young Ludwig was fifteen, the old astrologer and some friends went on a long trip and were gone for more than half a year. Young Ludwig didn't know where they had gone. When his teacher finally returned, he went straight into the research room and seemed to be tinkering with something very important.

During this time, young Ludwig was strictly forbidden from approaching the research lab, and the old scholar never revealed any information to him. Until one night, the old man suddenly ran out of the lab in the middle of the night and shouted madly in the living room, "I have finally succeeded!" Young Ludwig thought his teacher had gone mad.

After that, the old astrologer changed completely. Although he no longer locked himself in his study, he became increasingly mysterious, coming and going every day, and every few days he would invite people that Little Lud would not know to his home, as if he were plotting something big.

Then one day, the Knights of Light, who worshipped the Holy Lord of Light, suddenly surrounded the old astrologer's house, claiming that there was a heretical cult there and that the Knights of Light had come to eliminate evil.

Fortunately, the old astrologer had foreseen this and, carrying young Rudd and his research materials, managed to escape the city through a tunnel before the Knights arrived. However, the Knights, having come up empty-handed, did not give up. Instead, they joined forces with other sects to launch a nationwide manhunt for the old astrologer and his accomplices.

During their escape, the old astrologer was discovered by pursuers and killed by a knight's sword, while young Ludwig escaped by chance and ran to the border of the kingdom with his teacher's research materials. He eventually fainted from hunger by a stream and drowned face down in the shallow water.

This is the short and tragic life of Little Ludwig. Then, the soul of Big Ludwig crossed over and took over his body while it was still hot.

After being reborn, Lu De realized that he had taken over the body of a half-grown child. He felt both relieved and somewhat guilty. However, since the possession was not intentional, and no one could guarantee that he could return the body if he drowned again on the spot, he could only accept his fate.

A new life, a new world, but in the early stages of his transmigration, Lude's living conditions did not improve much. Alone in the wilderness, hungry and thirsty, he could only continue to walk downstream along the stream. Fortunately, he was lucky enough to find a human village before being discovered by wild animals. He traded a few well-made quill pens from his baggage for a full meal.

Through Ludd's memories, Ludd learns that he is in a very standard "fantasy world", with an overall level of civilization equivalent to medieval Europe on Earth, and some developed areas barely reaching the level of the Renaissance.

It is worth mentioning that this world not only has magic and many advanced intelligent races of demi-humanoid nature, but also real "gods". Various races have formed religious groups of all sizes around these gods.

This world made Lud, a staunch atheist in his previous life, feel somewhat out of place, and he was also deeply worried about his future as a fugitive. It wasn't until he checked his belongings and casually flipped through the research notes left behind by the old astrologer that Lud suddenly glimpsed something extraordinary about this world.

End of this chapter

Perhaps due to the constant high stress during the escape, young Ludwig did not carefully examine the research notes he had always carried with him after the old astrologer's death. It was also thanks to his remembrance of his mentor that he did not throw them away that they all ended up in the hands of the later Ludwig the Elder.

When Ludd first encountered the memories of Little Ludd, upon seeing key words such as religious groups, the Holy Lord of Light, and scholars being persecuted, Ludd subconsciously assumed that this was a typical religious persecution incident, a plot trope that was once very common in online novels. Therefore, he had great respect for the old astrologer, thinking that he was a civilized fighter who pursued truth and resisted religion.

When I later looked at this guy's research notes, my previously held image of him as a righteous and benevolent figure instantly crumbled into nothingness. This guy was indeed a cult leader. Only, he didn't worship any evil god; he created one himself!

Through the notes, Ludwig learned that the old astrologer had secretly spent most of his life studying "gods," a being that transcends all things.

Unlike the ignorant masses who believed the legends propagated by various sects, he did not believe that the gods had created the world and all things together, and that humans were also creations of the gods, so they should unconditionally worship these great beings who gave them life.

However, the old astrologer's notes state the following.

"God says that they created everything, but that is a lie!"

Three years ago, during an expedition, the old astrologer discovered a special substance he had never seen before in an ancient ruin. In the process of coming into contact with it, the old man unexpectedly glimpsed the essence of the gods and the truth that these charlatans deliberately concealed with lies.

It turns out that this world and all things were not created by gods, and even the gods themselves owe their existence to the millions of mortals in this world. It was the mortals' reverence for nature that generated a spiritual energy called "faith," and the convergence of these faiths ultimately created these powerful gods.

It was not God who created man, but man who created God!

The old astrologer discovered the mystery of the gods' birth, feeling both anger at the gods for deceiving the world and excitement at glimpsing the truth. This gave him a bold idea: to create a new god for his own amusement!

So he got right to work. The old astrologer rolled up his sleeves and prepared to create a god. He named the strange substance he found in the ruins "Primordial Fire." The notes only contained a few words about how he obtained it, and they were not very detailed. Lud didn't delve into the unclear parts and continued to look for the key information.

The other party initially thought that obtaining the primordial fire would allow him to become a god, but after merging with it, nothing happened. He did not become a god with divine power; he only became able to observe "faith" floating in the air with the naked eye.

Through continuous testing and research, the old scholar finally figured out the true purpose of the Primal Fire. This thing not only allows people to see faith, but it can also accelerate the collection of faith within a certain range, with the effect becoming stronger the closer the distance, similar to a base station that enhances a signal.

Based on this phenomenon, he deduced that at the center of this world, there should be an even larger primordial fire, its influence sufficient to cover the entire world, thus allowing gods to be born in various places. While the small flame in his hand, though its influence was far smaller, with a radius of only a few hundred meters, could dramatically increase the efficiency of faith gathering within its range to an astonishing degree!

Take the cult run by the old astrologer as an example. It had only a little over a hundred followers, but it successfully created a completely new god in less than half a year.