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Being thrown into the game-world of [Call of the Black Magicians], Adam was forced to survive with no prior information. Except for his memories of the Game-World and his name, he did not have any memories of his previous life. But fret not, even though the Game-World had many perils and was on the verge of extinction at every next step, it also had its beauty and magic, one to die for. With the authority of [Player], he could save and restart until he achieved his desired result.  He could learn skills of the ‘NPCs’ and achieve the results like the ‘Players.’  He could literally solo the entire game world to achieve his desired results. Whether he wants to save the world or destroy it, he could do it… as many times as he wishes. Even the [Black Magicians] won’t be able to do anything about it… probably. But was it all there was to it? [Beta Version 0.1 will begin in 6 Months: 29 days: 23 Hours!] I guess not… … Description: In the World of Zarraf, their lives Gods, not all Gods are good and certainly none are without motives.  They rule the world’s 7 nations:  The Nation of Light and Sun The Nation of Water The Nation of Fire The Nation of Life The Nation of Earth The Nation of Moon The Nation of Wind Each ruled by a goddess that has their own stance in their ruling.  But that is only the first page of this world. The second page colors the Ancient Gods of Corruption, Rage, Curse, Death and Hate. The third belongs the Seven Sins’ Incarnations that are ready to succeed the Ancient Gods. The Fourth is of the Witches who stand against all Gods equally. And the Final Page colors the [Immortals] or otherwise known as [Players] that will be summoned to bring Chaos to this world. A World that was meant to be destroyed. Such is the fate of the world of Zarraf, as powers beyond the realm of mortals threaten the dynamic equilibrium of their existence. In the end, the world was prophesied to be destroyed by one cause or another. Nothing could prevent looming destruction… Or so... It was supposed to happen… … Hey, Author here to give a quick glance at a couple of things that are normally asked. Harem? Yes Romance? Yes System? Obviously Smut? Oh yes! Adventure RPG? Yes. Power Creeping? Not really. Overpowered? Depends on how you see it Smart MC? I guess so.  Wise MC? Yes Something you need to know before you read The MC has the ability to [Save] a point (there are some conditions), with which he can return in time. So basically, he is an immortal. Though that doesn’t make him invincible from the start, rather he grows by making correct choices. The World is dynamic and pretty much anything can happen anytime. (It’s just my way of saying that there will be twists… pretty much unexpected ones as well).  And then there will be solutions to those unexpected situations as well, depending upon the absurdity of it. (I won’t have any more plot armor since I gave him a pretty big buff of immortality, so everything will be connected and won’t just happen by luck. Everything will be cleared by the end of an arc, so you need to be patient before deciding on it.) It has a mix of everything. Thriller, Adventure, Action, Smut, Romance, Slice of Life, etc. so there is that as well. ……. [Mature Warning: This Novel Contains R-18 Content!] https://discord.gg/2swHXduWg3

Ethel_Imaginations · Fantasy
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229 Chs

[Ameliana!]

[New Quest: Shadows(III)!]

[Grade: Epic

Difficulty: Insane

Description: You have finally figured out the methods of the creations of the Array. While you cannot do anything on your own, it is an entirely different thing if you can call for help from others.

Objective:

-Find a way to communicate with the Aurelian Empire

-Kill the 4 Generals before dawn(0/4)

Reward:

+25,000 Exp!

+5 All Stats

+Skill: Shadow Manipulation!

+Blessing of the Night Goddess

Remarks: Better call Saul.]

This was good news since I knew how to call the Aurelian Empire. There are three ways one can do that, through the Guild's headquarters, through the Mayor's house and finally through the Church.

'Better believe that all three of the ways are compromised… then that leaves us with the worst method..' I sighed as I kept it as a last option for now. It wasn't exactly a method… but I hope that I don't need to use it.

"Since all the work is done. I should begin the chanting from now. No point in wasting the extra time we have got," spoke Ameliana as she began moving towards the church. Following behind her, I too moved one step at a time as we both entered the church.

The skeleton warriors, however, stood outside, not being able to enter the church.

"Do you see this, Adam? This is one of those traitor's abodes? See how much they have decorated it at the cost of their own brethren's life?" Ameliana began talking as she looked at the church. Her eyes were rather relaxed with me compared to when she was with the old lady.

It was rather creepy. But I didn't speak any words as I looked at Ameliana, explaining the war between the Fallen Gods and the True Gods. Truly, the war wasn't much different from Version 3.0 war events. Even the outcome was the same…

"You seem like you have something to say," Ameliana asked as she looked at me with a curious expression.

"Well… it's not my place to say this… but according to what you have told, both the True Gods and the Ancient Gods were at their best when they fought against each other. It was an unfair fight where Ancient Gods used everything they could but still lost.

So, I was wondering if we were going to summon a God. Won't the other Gods…" I turned silent as I looked at Amelia, looking at me with a silent expression.

"Adam. May I ask you a question?" Ameliana spoke after hearing my words.

I nodded as she continued,"Which God do you follow?"

I gulped a little, looking at her silent, expressionless face… before I answered,"Of course the Curse Goddess, Miraka."

She looked at me for a few seconds before a dozen red fireballs floated in the air as she added,"Answer honestly."

'Can she tell the truth from lies?!! No. Wait! She is just bluffing… or perhaps she could read expressions? But whatever it is, I cannot take Miraka's name again… which God should I choose? No… let's be honest here… I think that would work. Even if it doesn't, we can come back to it again,' my thought process rather fast as I answered,

"I… do not follow a God."

Her fireballs stopped floating as she looked at me with a certain look. Her eyes looked at me with a rather odd gaze before she spoke,"no wonder I didn't smell any scent from you. I almost thought you were the follower of a Neutral God or something, but to think you don't follow any… that's even more absurd."

She was kind of shocked by my response as she looked at me with pity,"I must applaud for your foolish bravery. To do something that goes against both the factions… is really something else."

"Am I going to die now?" I asked directly. There was no point in beating around the bush.

"Yes," she answered, and I sighed as I moved towards one of the chairs in the church. The red fire balls appeared in the air again but I couldn't care less about them.

Sitting on the chair, I waited for her to shoot the balls at me but…

"You really aren't running away?" she asked this question.

"Should I? Amir is going to kill me anyway if I do that," I lied again. But it was fun… I was getting into this acting for the time being. I wonder if I could get some information during my last moment in this run.

"To call my husband by name… looks like you truly gave up on your life. Hmmm… all right. Let's pretend that this conversation never happened," Ameliana spoke with a slight chuckle, looking at my dumbfounded look.

'Is there something wrong with her head? I mean, I shouldn't say this, but as a heretic, she would kill anything in her way or against her belief in the blink of an eye. But here she was… saving Mira… and letting me go despite knowing about me… Just what exactly is she?'

"..." I stood up as I looked at her in confusion. Even though I wanted to know the answers, I still don't know where to begin.

'Why are you not killing me? Hehe. Not really a good question to start with,' I sighed inside as I looked at Ameliana walking to the statue of the Goddess Arelia.

"When I was a young child, I used to follow the God of War, Rafe de Aleri. Life wasn't the best, but it wasn't bad either. But that was until one day, the men from the capital came with a saint… declared that there is a heretic among us… and killed everyone in the village since they couldn't find one," she began telling her tale as she turned to face me.

"What was even more funny was that the saint was from a church of the God of War. Laughable, isn't it? I cried and cried helplessly as they burnt my parents in front of my eyes… and when I lost all faith in my God… I started screaming for help from anyone…

That I would give my life to anyone who will save me…

That I would serve anyone who will save me…

And the prayers were heard…

Not by a God.

But by my husband, Amir. He protected me."

Ameliana turned silent as she sighed before adding,"We aren't summoning the God to serve them… we are summoning her so that Amir can kill and absorb her. I am doing this for my husband, Adam."

"Holy Fuck!" was the only thing I could speak as I observed her.

Bitch was crazier than even I was.