Chapter 41: Ch 41 : God Cosmos’s Goals

In the immediate aftermath of Sunny’s announcement, the God Chat of Thea was flooded with messages from millions of gods. The new system’s interface, a flawless replica of the original, was in fact a dramatic evolution. It incorporated the best features of countless online applications Sunny had witnessed in his mortal life, from playful emojis and customizable fonts to dynamic stickers and GIFs. The gods, long isolated and starved for communication, reveled in these new tools. The system also offered private messaging, voice chat, and even video calls—functions made possible by Thea’s extraordinary Thought Sharing talent. For the first time, gods could communicate with each other by face to face, making the vastness of the cosmos feel a little less lonely. Though trading and the direct transfer of faith were not yet possible, Sunny was already thinking of solutions. For now, a new and reliable source of income had been secured. The commission from every message sent in Thea’s God Chat was more than enough to sustain him. But his ambition now stretched far beyond simple survival. Sunny’s new goals were clear: to become the wealthiest and the most powerful God of the Multiverse. As the system spread, around 5.8 billion gods had already purchased an energy particle from him, earning him a direct 5.8 billion faith points. The remaining 200 million gods were a mix of top-tier creators who feared a privacy breach and proud, stubborn individuals who still hoped for the original System’s return. They deduced that a system created by Cosmos meant he could potentially know all of their secrets, their world’s condition, and their demigods’ talents. But Sunny was unconcerned. His stance was simple and absolute: if they wanted the benefits of this new era of communication and trade, they would join; if not, he didn’t care. The temptation of a centralized, secure network in a chaotic universe would eventually prove too strong. He was also unconcerned about the system’s computing power. Each particle of Thea was a brain in its own right, and every time a new particle was replicated, her overall processing power grew exponentially. The system was self-sustaining and ever-growing. With Thea now established as a network, Sunny began utilizing her true power. He fed her all the data he had collected on Veridia, and she began running complex simulations. He wanted to understand the precise needs of his world, which talents would be most beneficial, and which locations were best suited for expansion. His ultimate vision was a future where a god’s work was to intervene only in the most critical of matters, with everything else managed by his demigods. For this relaxed, hands-off existence, he needed to continue creating. He currently had five demigods: * Nova: Demigod of Space, his ultimate guardian and the embodiment of raw power. * Umbra: Demigod of Shadows, his silent protector and master of infiltration. * Loki: Demigod of Mischiefs, his cunning agent of chaos and espionage. * Shenlong: Demigod of Prayers and Hope, his direct connection to the faith of his lifeforms. * Thea: His right-hand and the new System itself, a demigod of connection and information. He planned to create demigods for all the fundamental domains: land, water, skies, forests, deserts, and mountains. He also needed demigods of life, death, healing, and many other aspects of existence to ensure a balanced world. With over 6 billion faith points now, creating a dozen or even thirty demigods was no longer an issue. But Sunny decided to wait. The current population of Veridia—1 million humans and 200,000 elves—was nowhere near enough to begin an interstellar era. He needed to introduce more races to his world to fuel future growth. This would undoubtedly cause chaos, but Sunny was confident he could manage it, just as he had quelled the first major conflict between humans and elves. A flashback of that day played in his mind, vivid as if it were happening now. It was the third time his lifeforms had met their creator. The humans, who were the first to arrive at the Central Continent, had found the portal to the Realm of Advancement and established a camp. Days later, they were confronted by a scouting party of elves. The air was thick with hostility. The strong men and women of the human kingdom stood ready, their swords and spears held high. The elven kingdom, graceful but deadly, had their bows drawn and their spells ready to fire. A war was about to begin between Just as they readied their weapons, a faint, ethereal light descended from the sky. It condensed into Sunny, his body cloaked in a black robe woven with cosmic lines that formed intricate patterns of captured galaxies. His face was hidden behind a black, featureless mask, and his eyes were two abyssal sockets filled with the same cosmic energy as his robe. In the minds of every living being, from the humans and elves to the animals and monsters, a single word formed: "Creator." They all fell to their knees in profound reverence, their weapons clattering to the ground. "It was I who created you all," Sunny’s voice boomed, a resonant whisper that carried an immense pressure, pinning Anaske, the human king, and Vel, the king of the elves, to the ground. "I gave you life." He continued, "Your task is to visit the Realm of Advancement. I cannot always be here to protect you. Therefore, you all need strength. Fighting among yourselves will not grant you strength; it will only weaken you. What if you die because of your lack of strength in that realm, a place filled with monsters and demons? Who will then protect your family, your friends, and your loved ones?" His words, filled with genuine concern, caused the heads of all present to sink even deeper to the ground. Anaske was the most embarrassed, his lifelong wish to see his creator overshadowed by his recent hostile actions. Both kings felt the profound shame of their shortsightedness. "I will not interfere in your mortal affairs anymore," Sunny declared, his voice firm. "You can fight if you wish, but never to the brink of extermination. If any of you try to extinguish another race, monster, or animal, you will face the full anger of the Gods." Just then, sensing the perfect moment, a massive shadow fell over the clearing. Nova, unbidden and silent, landed behind Sunny. His gigantic, monstrous form was utterly terrifying, his very presence planting an even deeper sense of fear and reverence in the lifeforms. Nova, who could easily shrink his size with his size manipulation talent, had chosen this formidable appearance because it felt both powerful and comfortable to him. His unprompted arrival was a stroke of good fortune, a silent and awe-inspiring reinforcement of Sunny’s words. In the end, Sunny’s speech and Nova’s terrifying presence led the humans and elves to form an alliance, swearing to work together to overcome their shortcomings. The elves began to teach the humans the mastery of magic, while the humans taught them their technical and body-strengthening techniques.