Chapter 164 – The Man Who Became God 3
“Let’s see. Let’s check it out. You saw me and called me Marathin’s avatar, right? First, let’s hear what the hell does that mean?”
How long has it been since you asked someone a genuine question? It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the first time since the creation of this mobile phone. Of course, I’ve tried asking other pussy bitches a lot of questions for the fun of playing, but those things are just for taste. Even though it was possible to recognize it through the mobile phone, it was just a device to maximize the crush by hearing it directly through the mouths of the pussies.
But now, at this moment, this nun, no priest? Or, the question to ask a bitch is different. This was an act to resolve the question of the unknown, as is the case with other normal questions.
Consistent with the man’s expectations, the bitch was very cooperative in answering the man’s questions. The pussy bitch carefully spat out the man’s nourishment, which she had been sucking on as if it were the world’s greatest treasure.
It wasn’t that the man said suck it, but the pussy bitch’s side bowed his head politely first,
‘I’m sorry, but would you please grant me the grace of sucking God’s cock? Just don’t do what I want, do what God wants.’
I did it because I begged for it. First of all, he judged that there would be no harm to him from that attitude, so he withheld from judging the unknown as a bitch as a threat.
“First of all, before explaining in detail, let me introduce myself. My name is Padma. He is serving as the highest priest of the Mara Faith Church. If you don’t think it’s worth remembering, it doesn’t matter at all if you just remember that I’m Mara’s pussy bitch.”
“Okay. You mean Padma? I’ll remember once So what the hell is that marathin? Am I the avatar of that god? How do you guys know that?”
Introverted speech. For a man who had enjoyed divine power for a not short period of time, the notion of being considerate of others was no longer in his head. Even if there are times when you pretend to be considerate and act just for fun.
Not caring at all about the man’s tone, the woman said with a subtle smile.
“Of course we can feel it. This is because we have been practicing while drawing the day when God Mara will make this world right. The practice here refers to the ability to sense the power of God Mara reaching out to the world. Okay. For example, we were able to detect that the world began to change 666 days ago.”
666 days ago.
Hearing that, the man couldn’t react right away. It was just because I thought the crazy cult girl was talking about anything. However, as a result of chewing deeply on the word 666 days ago, he was able to remember that it was the very day he picked up Lee Shin’s cell phone.
I didn’t remember the exact date, but it was about a year and 10 months ago. That much was certain.
And it was a great shock to the man.
Notice that the world is different from its original appearance. Either way this is understandable. Even if all the other humans completely melted into the newly changed world, it wouldn’t be strange if there were bugs. Anyway, one or two are acceptable.
In the one-eyed world, wasn’t it said that two-eyed people were handicapped? Anyway, it doesn’t affect the trend in any way. So you can ignore it.
However, if a man had noticed the exact date when he picked up God’s cell phone, the days when he was using it at home or among close neighbors and female students before he started to change the shape of the world in earnest. That makes a lot of difference.
‘It’s Marathin… Then this cell phone was really God’s cell phone.’
They just named it God’s mobile phone because it guarantees God-like power. Was it really related to supernatural beings such as gods?
The smartphone, which is an advantage of civilization, and God, which is a superstitious being. Even though I don’t think there is any intersection between the two.
‘Well, if the powers that are actually possible are so global, it wouldn’t be strange at all if there was a god.’
The man stopped thinking in moderation. It doesn’t make any sense to think about it for a long time anyway. Rather than that, it’s this pussy bitch right in front of you. This bitch saw himself and referred to himself as the avatar of God Mara. So, wouldn’t he try to take away this cell phone by any chance if he denies that he is the avatar of God Mara?
It should be absolutely rejected. Now, it is impossible for a man to imagine a life without this absolute power.
“You don’t have to worry, Marasin’s avatar.”
As if she had read the man’s mind, the boy-year-old spoke.
“Even if God says he doesn’t know his true existence, even if he denies God Mara, the fact that you are God Mara’s avatar will never change. Therefore, we will never do anything that harms God or would be treasonous. I promise to do so.”
The man trembled at the words that seemed to have read his mind. It was free to read other people’s minds using Shin’s mobile phone, but I feel repulsed when I feel like my own mind is being read.
“How do you guys know if I’m Marasin or an avatar of something? Is this also because of that practice or something?”
He questioned me in a slightly raised voice. Then Padma answered, as if it was nothing.
“No. No need to perform. Because fate tells it so. Avatar-sama is already wielding Marasin-sama’s power. That’s already enough. God’s power is never given to the wrong person. Because it is destiny. Therefore, with that fact alone, it is a certainty that Avatar is an Avatar. Even if you look at the direction in which that power is wielded, this is certain.”
“The direction I wield my power in?”
What the hell can you tell by looking at it?
It’s not something to brag about, but the way the world has changed through the wielding of power by men cannot be said to be normal, even as a joke.
He trampled on countless women’s lives at will, spread men’s predominance over women, messed up the concept of family, and made a world where all that exists is ugly desire.
Is that proof of being a god? How hard is it to believe?
“It is because the Avatar is accustomed to morality, a filthy man-made artifact.”
“Moral? A dirty artifact?”
“That’s right. Morality, a dirty artifact.”
Padma said with a crumpled face, almost vomited, unable to contain the rising disgust.
“Originally, pussy girls dedicate their pussy to men and fawn, and in return, it is the world’s logic that men protect them. However, human beings said that they would not recognize such a natural reason, and forcibly created morality against the reason of nature. And because of that kind of morality, a difficult environment was created for exemplary pussies like me to live in. What a deplorable thousands of years.”
Discriminatory language that comes out like breathing. These were words that came from the heart without any manipulation. The horse itself is not different from the ona hole, exclusive toilet, and pussy pet that can be easily found around, but the fact that it came out without any manipulation is important in itself.
“By the way, Avatar-sama seemed to be protecting pussy-girls, but in reality, she destroyed the morality that only oppresses her, and brought a holy ideal world to this world. If you don’t call achievements like this God’s work, what else can you call God’s work?”
Padma testified with an ecstatic face.
However, the reaction of the avatar(?) Who actually did it was mediocre.
“I just played the way I wanted to.”
“That is it. That’s what matters. He didn’t do it knowingly, but he did what he wanted, and that exactly matched what was right. Wouldn’t that be for the best?”
It seems that no matter what the man said, he was determined to interpret it that way. It looks like a specimen of fanaticism.
‘Though it doesn’t really matter.’
I don’t know what it is, but after all, I don’t think he’ll try to interfere with what he’s doing. With that alone, the man lost half his interest in the Mara Protestantism or something. In other words, he remained halfway there.
“Then why did you come to see me after all? He said that I should just do what I want to do.”
“Of course it is. God just does what he wants. With that alone, the world will find what it deserves. But,”
Padma snapped his finger as his cheeks blushed, as if terribly apologetic. Then he soon got a big heart and asked his god.
“Right now, our church is full of people who rejoice that the will of liberation has come. On the other hand, there are just as many people who yearn to see the Savior who brought that liberation. It is very regrettable that lowly beings like us make such a request, but would you please visit our church and bless us?”
It’s a very simple business.
The man replied cheerfully.
“Good! What do you do?”
This is a man who went all the way to Europe to enjoy a festival. What’s so hard about moving a little now? The male side was also interested in the church or something.
“God bless you.”