Gears were turning.
Seated within the Clockwork Kingdom, the God of Mechanisms was enjoying the offerings its believers presented in world after world where its faith had spread.
Occasionally, it bestowed a few miracles, receiving reverence through the praises of these ignorant, feeble believers.
The God of Mechanisms enjoyed this immensely.
It was a god, but it had not been born one. Initially, it had been nothing more than a tiny gear. Only through contact with a special core had it gradually developed its own consciousness.
It had then spent countless more years before finally setting out on the path to godhood.
From the bottom of C-Rank, where the Goblin God had initially used it as a tool, it had risen as high as forty-ninth among the A-Rank Gods.
The God of Mechanisms was quite proud of its efforts.
But whenever it remembered that its former forty-ninth place had now become fifty-fifth, the core deep within its enormous body throbbed with pain.
"Damn human!! Damn Train Conductor! Don't let me find you! Otherwise, I'll throw you into the gears and grind you to piec-"
[Or are you a coward just like that Goblin?]
"Hmm?!"
Suddenly, it heard a blasphemous voice!
Who?!
Who dared say such things inside its church!?
It was the mighty God of Mechanisms. How could a mere Goblin possibly compare to it!
Although it was currently no match for those green-skinned monsters, one day it would be!
Furious, the God of Mechanisms projected part of its will into the world where it had heard that voice.
"Hmm? This strange Level Nine World? Although the monsters here have a mechanical and flesh construction, they have no connection to any race. No, now isn't the time to worry about that."
"Who! Who is insulting the great God of Mechanisms!!!"