As Silas started to look around, he no longer saw his followers but a group of thirteen others sitting in thrones that seemed similar to each other. But that wasn't the thing that took up most of his attention. In front of him was a screen it read:
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[Name: [Silas Vesper]]
[God Name: [The Tainted Singularity]]
[The Tainted Singularity (Ability): Allows The Tainted Singularity to take its followers and sacrifice them into its own power.]
[The Tainted Singularity (Description): The god is everything, and everything is the god]
[Sin: [Pride]]
[Pride (Ability): Gives an extraordinary presence capable of making anyone submit under the true power of pride.]
[Pride (Description): A king left a battle victorious, a knight defeated a dragon, and a tamer tamed a mythical beast. Such accomplishments are naught in front of the sin of pride. The Pride is for the strong; the weak do not deserve the privilege of pride.]
[Concept: [The Hive]]
[The Hive (Ability): Corrupt any being by spilling their blood and make them your followers and an extension of your mind. Nothing hides from The Tainted Singularity.]
[The Hive (Description): Corrupt all beings, make them worship you as their god. Mere cattle should not dare rise against their owners. Their spilt blood will allow them to return to the hive.]
[World: N/A]
[Followers: 0]
[Faith Purity: N/A]
[Divine Essence: 10/10]
[Divine Grace Time: 1,000,000,000 years (Mortal), 1 month (God)]
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As he took in the information from the runes in front of him, glimmering, he started to laugh to himself. Silas thought to himself that nothing really changed; he was a god before, and he was a god now.
Nonetheless, he was still happy; those old test subjects outlasted their welcome, and they didn't even worship him as they did before.
But it was different now.
If what Silas thought was true, he would not only be worshiped by a small number of people in a broken-down church, but he would have his own world that he could have worshipping at his feet.
Finally, looking at the other people in front of him, he noticed they were a ragtag group at best. He couldn't make out most of their figures in front of him as if there was a barrier separating them from his sight.
He got off the throne he was sitting on and looked around. There was a pulsing vein that was connected to the throne and was sending what looked like a mix of a signal and blood through the vein into the cosmos. The pulsing ichor seemed to flow without any help from anything, but it was merely like space always a concept.
Curious, Silas touched the vein, and it suddenly sent his consciousness flying throughout the cosmos. He was moving so fast that he could barely make it out, but he saw himself pass through multiple universes in a second.
After a few minutes, he slowed down and crashed into what looked like a flame. It blazed with a blue fire that seemed to burn the space around it. Looking at the flame, Silas felt drawn toward it. The closer he got to the flame, the more he noticed it didn't affect him.
Finally, after reaching it, he grabbed the flame, and it seemed to condense to impossible levels. The flame was ever so bright, even if it was as tiny as a pea. Then Silas felt something pull from the center of his being.
He felt himself want to make this flame his own. He wanted it to worship him as a creator, and his pride would not stand for anything else.
Because a god would take what he wants. What would a god be if not all-powerful?
He felt something inside his being open, and suddenly, all the energy from himself poured into the flame. It took a second before the flame did anything, but then it finally changed.
The small flame flew into Silas's body, straight into his solar plexus.
Suddenly, Silas's consciousness was sent straight back into the very throne he found himself on in the beginning, right back into his body.
Only there was another screen pulsing in his vision, once again it read:
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[World Created]
[Name World?]
[To change the world geography and create life, enter Soul Space]
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Silas looked at the screen and smirked while saying, "Well, I can create a world this easily, I'm a god after all."
And then the god collapsed on his throne.