"More importantly, just call me Firefly!"
"I'd rather people call me Firefly..."
Firefly pulled Tsumuri to her feet, then told her her name.
She was Sam of the Stellaron Hunters, but compared to Sam, she still cared more about the name Firefly.
"Firefly..."
Tsumuri nodded at that, then looked around, only to find no one else there.
"Miss Firefly, where are they?"
"If you mean Gitz, then he's no longer in this world."
"No longer..."
Even Gitz had lost to the girl before her? She truly was powerful!
"More importantly, Tsumuri, what are you planning to do next?"
Tsumuri, as the Goddess of Creation, couldn't be allowed to remain with Desire Grand Prix Operations. Otherwise, wouldn't this whole trip have been for nothing? Besides, as long as she was here, Suel would inevitably show up.
What was more, Firefly was quite interested in a living Goddess of Creation.
Especially the power of creation within her...
This was probably the most valuable thing in the Geats world. If there was anything Firefly had her eye on in this world, it was the power of creation.
Everything had originated from the power of creation.
The Goddess of Creation and God of Creation who created worlds, the God Jamato that destroyed worlds—everything was because of the power of creation.
Though the "world" in question was merely Earth.
"What I'll do next..."
Tsumuri fell silent.
At first, she had believed that her existence was merely meant to serve as a game guide. It was only recently that she had realized being a guide was secondary.
She had been created as the successor to the Goddess of Creation. Her fate had long been arranged by Desire Grand Prix Operations: she was to be sacrificed alive.
She would lose her consciousness and thoughts, becoming the next