Clink... clink...
The crisp sound echoed through the darkness.
Fu Qian lightly tapped the tabletop with his left hand. With each tap, a finger wriggled out of his bare palm.
Patterns, spikes, scales, grooves—the fingers' shapes were unstable, and the skin covering them shifted like images in a kaleidoscope.
Fu Qian paid it no mind. After returning to the Warehouse and realizing that his Mythical Form had ended, he'd settled into the most comfortable position he could and listened to the prompt in his ear.
``` [Mission Evaluation: False God]
[In your demigod body, you wielded divine authority. You judged a new god guilty and stripped it of its power.
This unbelievable paradox was a fallacious ritual. The authority became clearer before you, and a path opened to a divine seat that had once been beyond your reach.
And in the self-imposed isolation that followed, you persisted in this absurdity.]
[Special Achievement: A Visit to the Self]
[Even the Red Moon, which had watched over you all along, had already woven a path to godhood for you.
Yet by isolating yourself, you gave yourself the right to choose.
And your final, special choice allowed you to share authority in a manner that was almost fallacious.
You are not a messenger of authority, but a false god.
You have embarked on a path to godhood that should not exist—a dead end in every sense. It may have an end, but the only one who can guide you is yourself.]
[Special Achievement Reward: Complete False God Ritual]
[Your Promotion Ritual is complete. You have woven your own path to godhood.
Although the divine nature suited to this path did not exist before now,
it will soon appear because you exist.
Follow the special connection between you and it to find it, then