Free Web NovelChapter 10: Chapter 10: Preparation before the Descent.
[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]
[The first intelligent species has appeared in the world: Volcan.]
[The acceleration of one God Hour equaling one billion years has been nullified.]
[For a better gameplay experience, the timespan has now been adjusted: 1 God Hour = 1 Planetary Year.]
[Congratulations, Lesser God. Your Great Endeavor has officially begun.]
Volcano stared at the notifications for a long moment.
Then he laughed.
It wasn’t a dignified sound. It burst out of him before he could stop it — breathless and a little stupid — and he immediately tried to jump in celebration, forgetting, as he always did, that there was nothing beneath him to push off from.
He flailed uselessly in the void.
The laughter got worse but he didn’t care.
He had finally done it. Intelligent life had emerged under his watch, and not just one species,it was two. He had never heard of another god pulling that off, not even the veterans who’d been playing since the first universes rolled out. Their worlds were full, sure, sprawling civilizations that dwarfed anything he’d built. But almost all of them traced back to a single ancestoral Microbe, a single evolutionary thread.
His world was different.
He was different.
Or at least — that was what he chose to believe, floating alone in the dark with a grin plastered across his face.
This is so freaking fun! he thought. I’ll Guide them, build them up and when they are at the point of milking, I’ll squeeze several rare drops and sell those in the real world while growing my influence.
He pictured a plot of land on Mars, already living in it . Red dust and Thin air yet he is safekept by the futuristic environment,Completely impractical.
Thinking about such a life made him Still smile broadly.Soon,he steadied himself and said quietly, "Status."
[GOD NAME: Volcano]
[BASE PLANET: Volcan]
[BASE PLANET LIFEFORMS: 127,482]
[OCCUPIED PLANETS: 0]
[DIVINITY LEVEL: 2]
[TALENT: Meteor Smash — B Grade]
[FAITH POINTS: 101.56]
He read through it twice.
[127,482 lifeforms.]
[101.56 faith points.]
He’d spent enough time in the Universal Chat to know what those numbers meant for someone at his stage. Most new gods were still scraping together their first few thousand lifeforms, trading tips about soil composition and atmospheric pressure, celebrating like they’d won something when they finally broke a hundred faith points total.
He was already past that.
Pride settled into his chest — warm and quiet and earned.
Then his eyes dropped to the talent line.
[Meteor Smash. B Grade.]
The warmth went out of it.
He closed the interface without meaning to, the gesture automatic, like pushing away a plate before he’d finished eating. The void swallowed the numbers and left him alone with what remained: the knowledge that B Grade was good. Genuinely useful. The kind of talent most gods would be satisfied with their entire careers was in his knowledge.
However,He was not most gods.
’I know I should be over this,’he thought. ’But still, couldn’t I have gotten atleast an A Grade Talent?.’
He thought about Tripido. About Nox. About the way their names appeared in conversations he wasn’t part of, spoken with a particular kind of reverence that had nothing to do with effort or patience or the slow work of nurturing a world from nothing.
Some people were just born with the right card.
He exhaled slowly.
"Fine! I’ll just have to catch upto them being disadvantaged. Then they would know how great I am!"
He was still working out where to start — two intelligent species, zero playbook, an enormous amount of self-inflicted pressure — when a new notification blinked into existence.
[Master Volcano, you have received a message from: "Void Null"]
Volcano frowned at the name.
Void Null.
He turned it over in his head.A Weird choice of name, he concluded. Dramatic in a quiet sort of way.
He’d been in the Universal Chat long enough to recognize most of the active players by handle, and this one had never come up.
He opened it anyway.
Void Null:If you are not far too busy, may I have a moment of your time?
Volcano read the message a few times.
[May I have a moment of your time.]
He genuinely could not remember the last time someone had spoken to him like that. Not online, neither in offline. The phrasing was so careful, so deliberate, so thoroughly unlike anything in the Universal Chat that his brain immediately jumped to the only explanation that made sense:
Void Null must’ve Mistaken Volcano’s identity.
So,he acted fast.
Volcano:Ah, bro... I think you misunderstood something.I’m not a woman.
Even though he anticipated the reply almost immediately, it didn’t come.
The pause stretched long enough that he started to feel slightly embarrassed.
Void Null:I know that.
Volcano blinked.
Volcano: O-Oh? You do?And here I thought someone was trying to hit on me.
There was another long stretch of pause until Void Null responded.
Void Null: Putting that aside.I wished to speak about your activity in the Universal Chat.as I observed, You reveal quite a lot about your world to strangers.
The lightness drained out of Volcano.
Volcano:Strangers?They aren’t strangers. They’re fellow gods trying their best, same as me.I trust them.
Void Null: How naïve! Especially considering you openly revealed that your world possesses two distinct intelligent species.
Volcano’s jaw tightened.
Volcano: I was being friendly.I even started calling some of them brothers.So don’t judge me. You don’t know anything about me.
He sent it before he could think better of it, and immediately regretted the heat in it. Not because he was wrong.He knew he wasn’t, but because it had come out rawer than he intended.
The silence that followed felt different from the earlier one. Less like loading, more like consideration.
He stared at the empty chat and felt, briefly, like a kid who’d spoken too loudly in a quiet room.
Void Null:You are right.I do not know you.And I apologize for overstepping.
Volcano let out a slow breath.
The defensiveness in his chest loosened slightly.
Void Null: Even so, revealing your advantages this early may come back to harm you. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
Volcano: How?
Void Null: You are unaware?After civilizations reach a certain stage of development, Godcraft arranges tournaments.World against world. God against god.it’s all about Occupy the assigned world, conquer it or destroy it. Godcraft in a way is a cruel game.
Volcano went very still.
Volcano: Wh...what? Is that true?I genuinely didn’t know. I’m from a pretty underdeveloped country compared to most players. Nobody ever mentioned something like that.
Volcano paused, reflecting on the matter.
Volcano: So why are you telling me this?
Void Null: I am not helping you out of kindness.I simply prefer fair gameplay.Defeating someone already disadvantaged from the start would be boring.If we ever stand across from one another, I would rather face someone properly prepared.
Volcano assessed the message. Read through it carefully to determine any kind of slip up or manipulation. When he determined there were none. No need for this stranger to share such valuable information with him. He laughed heartily. freēwēbnovel.com
’This person is genuinely strange,Who even shares such a information over something as grounded as that?’ he thought. *It’s kind of respectable.’
What followed after that was longer than he expected.
Void Null walked him through world expansion theory, faith optimization, the hidden leverage points most new gods wasted their first cycles ignoring. The information was dense and precise — the kind that didn’t come from guides but from someone who had tested things and paid attention to what broke. Occasionally something almost like humor surfaced between the lines, dry and easy to miss, but there.
By the end, Volcano had filled three mental pages of notes and forgotten entirely that he’d started the conversation on guard.
Volcano: Thank you, brother. I owe you one.
Void Null:You owe me nothing.But if gratitude helps motivate your progress, then I shall accept it.
Volcano:Still. I owe you one.
He closed the interface.
The void felt different afterward — not smaller, exactly, but less empty. He turned his attention toward Volcan, spreading his divine consciousness outward until he could feel the hum of 127,482 lives moving through it.
His Magnari and Silicari.
"Let’s guide you guys properly and see what we can build." He whispered in the void feeling a beat of satisfaction.
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Roman watched the chat window close on his end.
"Let’s hope he doesn’t turn around and post everything in the Universal Chat," he muttered, mostly to himself.The entire persuasion of Volcano was just to make sure of this point. To not rattle him out if he were to descend onto Volcan.
Eventually,He let the thought go.
There were more important things to focus on.
He reached inward, toward the ability he kept closest, the one he never discussed, the one that had defined every decision he’d made since the moment Godcraft assigned it to him.
"The PREPARATION IS NOW COMPLETE" He chuckled with a satisfied triumph and clicked on his SSS Grade Talent.
[SSS Grade Talent — Creator’s Creation is now activated.]
[Designate the world you wish to descend upon.]
He selected Volcan without hesitating.
[World Selected: Volcan]
[Beginning Descent...]
[10... 9... 8... 7... 6...]
The void came apart around him. His body dissolved at the edges first, then the center, pulled into light and distance and something he had no good word for — the sensation of *becoming present* somewhere that hadn’t held him before.
He felt no fear.
What he felt instead was harder to name. Something older than anticipation. A settling, like a key finding its lock in the dark.
Like he had been moving toward this specific moment for a very long time without knowing it.
[5... 4... 3... 2... 1...]
[Descent Complete.]
[Special Item: PSYDUNYM has automatically activated.]
[Good luck on your Great Endeavor, Lesser God.]
