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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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Reaching the Summit

Miko went to the newly created pavilion next to the shrine abode with Gabriella and Jophiel.

It was a place built overnight to entertain the guests. This semi-permanent building was large and could accommodate a hundred people at once.

"We already have the pavilion hall and the gathering ground in the shrine's backyard..." Miko muttered softly as she looked at the luxurious pavilion with many seats before her eyes. It was like they were going to hold a banquet.

"Mm, well... we had prepared the venue in the shrine's backyard, but we thought about it. Everyone is unwilling to let random outsiders into our home." Gabriella explained the reason.

"Mm, we built this pavilion overnight because of that. We shall welcome the guests here, and they can leave their gifts here." Jophiel put her hands together, feeling quite satisfied with the impromptu pavilion she and her fellow disciples built last night.