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My Goddess is Good at Pretending

Imagination was the eye of the soul, the beginning of creation. Despite her immense power, the Supreme Goddess of Mysterious Origin had to seal herself after saving the world from the threat of destruction. However, she was sent to another world by the universe's will. Ely was a girl suffering from partial memory loss. She was known as the shrine priestess of the Sacred Mountain. One day, she received the holy mission to unseal her Goddess Master. She got her priorities straight. However... The pets she adopted became the Demon Kings, capable of suppressing the world. The tree she planted became the World Tree, forming a bridge between heaven and earth. The passerby who received enlightenment from her became the Sage who led the entire generation. The disciples she nurtured became bigshots known across the three worlds. When she looked back... The street painter who pestered her for her handicrafts and paintings turned out to be a God. The young priestess she recruited was actually the number one saintess from the Divine World. She was known as the holy saintess. Yet, she still referred to herself as a mortal.

YuuZu · Fantasy
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Head Pat of Comfort

"Sorry to make you all worry. Everything is fine now..." Elysia gave the adorable little pink spirit a good head pat.

Her answer was simple, but it relieved almost all the disciples.

The current Ely was different because the usual graceful shrine priestess grew smaller and became an adorable little baby.

However, that didn't reduce the respect of the disciples. They wanted to touch her due to some excitement, but Zera prevented them.

"Rua..." Sakura hugged Elysia. She knew this baby girl was different from the Ely she knew, but it was still Ely. Regardless, she was glad that Ely could return in good condition.

"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" Elysia then turned her gaze to Evelyn and Yuuki.

"Welcome back, Master Elysia."

"We're happy to have you back to us, Ely."

Yuuki and Evelyn replied in turn. They had a thousand words to express, but they could only convey it with simple sentences to welcome their master's return.