Tima, the Creator God's Overlord Journey

"What!" The tree demon froze.

"There, there. This isn't your fault. You already tried very hard." Stroking the tree demon's head as she comforted her, Aya wore a gentle, kindly expression.

"Ahh, the Mistress's hand, the Mistress's voice..." The tree demon's heart trembled.

"And pressed against my face... the Mistress's..."

Soft, warm, and springy—what was this, the divine realm? The tree demon's mind had been thrown into complete disarray, despite her high resistance to abnormal status effects!

The tree demon's head had been completely buried in them. Was this the Mother Goddess of Life's capacity for embracing others? It was truly terrifying!

"I can die without regrets." Amid the elf dragon's envious and jealous gaze, the tree demon swayed as she pulled herself free from Aya's embrace.

The flower on your head is about to burst open, the elf dragon snarked inwardly.

Damn, I'm so jealous. Why don't I have a humanoid transformation skill...

But in dragon form, the Mistress can ride me...

"Come to think of it." Unaware of the elf dragon and tree demon's wild thoughts, Aya suddenly remembered something.

The tree demon could not summon a permanent World-Creation Divine Tree, but that did not mean it was entirely impossible in the game. There were other methods, such as paid items.

"If I have a divine tree sapling, I should be able to create one." As she spoke, Aya took out an emerald-green sapling from her inventory, one she had once obtained from a gacha pull.

Author's Note:

Leave it to me

One of the four forbidden zones of the Moonshade Great Forest, Densewood Grove, remained as silent as ever.

This silence had endured for a hundred years. Ever since the [Thousand-Year Tree Spirit] awakened its own consciousness and resolved to shelter the plant-type magical beasts of the forest, Densewood Grove had become a forbidden zone of death for humans and demihumans.

Towering trees densely filled the forest. Beneath their shelter grew shrubs and grass, and lower still stood umbrella-shaped mushrooms. Lichen covered the shady places, while harmless insects and small animals such as squirrels lived among them. They were among the few beings permitted to enter this place.

It was a place both quiet and peaceful. There were no roars of savage beasts, no clashing of weapons—only the rustling of wind through the trees.

It was a forbidden zone in the eyes of outsiders, yet a paradise for plants.

But today, its tranquility was broken for the first time in a long while.

A snow-white figure darted through the dense forest at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Its body was enormous, yet remarkably agile. Branches and vines posed no obstacle to him, and he deliberately avoided stepping on the little flowers and grass as much as possible.

He made his way through the forest with practiced ease and arrived at his destination: the deepest part of Densewood Grove.

Here, the trees suddenly grew sparse instead, revealing an open clearing. At its center stood his old friend.

"Old Tree, why did you summon me here?" The newcomer rolled his neck. "The paths in your territory are truly difficult to traverse."

"Little Fox, you've finally come." A deep, unhurried voice drifted over, accompanied by the rustling of trembling leaves. It echoed like sound in an empty valley, and the fox found it very soothing.

The [Thousand-Year Tree Spirit] and the [Holy White Fox Demon], two of the Forest's Four Sages, shared the only friendly relationship among the four kings—the [Death Spider Emperor] was bloodthirsty by nature, while the [Ten-Thousand-Slay Giant Serpent] was far too obsessed with pursuing power.

As for the white fox, he had neither a race of his own to manage nor any obsession with strength. Other than sleeping and searching for food, he spent each day wandering through the forest. He had once visited the other two as well, but each encounter ended on bad terms.

In the end, only the peace-loving tree spirit became the white fox's companion after they had spent some time talking.