Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

"Ballum, wherefore thou art sending thy puppets outside of the Tyhja," said a titanic armored skeleton, in contrast to the xeno-space background and shallow purple liquid below. "An eld'r Evil liketh thee shouldn't meddleth much with the neutralization of Neamh."

In front of the skeleton's gaze, was a much bigger humanoid entity. Its sheer size was 100 times larger than the armored skeleton. The dense amount 'void' within this entity body was erupting and syphoning like a burning magma on a volcano

A booming strident yet clear voice was blasted by the enormous entity. It created an ominous ripple on the shallow liquid.

"Long friend, I've no heed to such a rule. What was your new name again? Abe? Just ingrain this to your skull, Abe, DON'T MEDDLE WITH MY MATTER."

"Maketh not me doth this, Ballum."

"I find it quite funny for you to still use that ugly vessel."

"Thee shan't looketh beneath it."

The cosmic entity began to light up in corrupted purple color.

"You're just a weak Titan Skeleton…" Both of Ballum's fiery eyes conjoined into one beholder eye. "Then try me, Follower of Foreigner."

Abe expanded four times its size, reinforcing its armor with more material that was siphoned from another plane of existence.

"The void needeth nay someone liketh thee anymore."

Ballum hurled a devastating swing of his lower limb. The shallow liquid was blown away completely, revealing the cracking veins of the surface.

Abe was nowhere to be seen, until Ballum looked up and saw a thunderous explosion of thick incendiary smoke. Ballum opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, blasting a planet-destroying beam onto the smoke.

It was not before long that Ballum realized that he didn't hit anything with its plasma ray.

Behind him was Abe hurling a gigantic radiant sword ten times its size. Together with the floating plated golden armor, Abe utilized the divine artifact that was connected to its master.

"Angel Fragments, how dare you use that vile existence!?"

"Mine own master is superior than thee." Abe then enhanced its materialization of the divine artifact that was connected to its master's soul. "Die! Wicked voidling!"

The slash of the divine sword had destabilized the corrupted. Ballum immediately opened a black hole singularity in every node of his energy passage, destroying the whole purple realm in the process.

"I'll take you down with me!"

"Nay, seeth thee later in purgatory."

Abe immediately dematerialized itself and transported its existence core into another plane within the 'void'. All of this happened unbeknownst to the 'tanomobi', as this version of Abe wasn't linked to the Mark Holder on its master's forehead.

"DARNN YOUUU!!"

Meanwhile, the owner of the Avalanche Bringer at the same time.

"We have a couple of new faces around here." Foel then gnawed the sausage on her fork. "Good thing that the Forest Caretaker could replace my job."

"I can't feel her presence when she appears, at all. Milady, who is this mortal?" Ki asked as she nibbled on the skewered treats.

"Ah, she is my lovely wife."

"YOU HAVE A WIFE!?"

Foel then glanced at the little MF who wore the gothic lolita outfit. While others were eating to fill their stomach, Primis was dissecting the food with intense gaze.

Foel was too relaxed before finally noticing that the little clone of her wife had a seperate soul. Doubt started to came into her mind, if it have a soul and it had a similar appearance as her partner, doesn't that mean—

MF smiled bitterly as her eyes tracked her wife that was approaching her first creation of life. She also realized that she hadn't explained anything about Primis to her wife.

Primis was too concentrated in her fun experiment that she didn't notice the surroundings, especially the swift tanomobi that suddenly leaned her head on top of Primis' head. Foel maintained her laidback poker face.

Primis was startled. "Mommy, who is this weird person?"

Foel felt like her hunch was right. "... Mommy?"

"... Primis, I told you to refer to me as master."

MF's felt more sour, she was trying her best to maintain her smile. The Ouroboros maintained her vision to her clone, she was afraid to look at the face above Primis, to the point that her brain immediately blurred the vision.

After taking a deep breath, she tried to check on Foel's expression. Chills ran down through her spine as her wife glared at her with an intoxicating killing intent.

Ki who didn't know anything backed down with a horrified gaze. Ain immediately left, as he didn't want to get involved in his master's family affair.

"Meshia, whose child is this? I didn't remember you're telling me that you're creating a clone." Foel passive aggressively pinched Primis' soft cheek. "The wavelength is similar to your soul too, but it didn't have any similarity with mine."

'I didn't tell you because I don't want you to look at me weirdly for playing with a younger clone of myself!' MF hadn't told her wife that she had become a deity either. With deep calculation and chaotic brain cells in her head, she opened her mouth with insatiable fear.

"Ehem! You see, I've become a real deity recently. And so! Just like an excited child with a brand new toy! I immediately tried to create a new life by creating another copy of myself—" Her speech of excuses lasted longer than what she thought. With a face maintaining a benevolent smile, her hand immediately started working on a grandiose barbeque platter with the finest meat and ingredients. "Isn't that right! Primis?"

"Ywes!" Primis immediately replied as she nodded, scared by the existence that was pinching her cheek. "I'm dwefinitely the byproduct of mommy—I mean master's creation in experimenting her capability in divinity of life!"

"Is that so?" Foel anger dissipated, while the pinching became harder. "Primis, feel free to call me Aunty Foel."

"Ywwwwessss!"

MF sighed in relief, as she handed over the deluxe dish in front of both of them. "Now, now, I'll explain it all more thoroughly later. In fact, I want you to teach Primis' perception to detect mana."

Primis might have a usable miniature realm, allowing her to strive in mana cultivation. If the plan on creating a delicately modified loyal and intelligent race succeeded, MF might create more Ourarian and expand more of her influence as they were the proof of her divinity of life.

Increasing the amount of Faith that she could gather outside of Domeniul Ceresc and Ouranos Citadel.

Not to mention, MF's creation such as Primis was able to establish a faith streamline denser than most of her followers. It was because Primis molded by her own divinity that the subconscious energy sent was second only to Foel.

Whether or why Foel still maintained to be the most dense streamline of faith sender was still a mystery. MF probed her head again and again to no avail back then.

"Sure, I guess having a disciple can be fun." Foel then positioned herself beside the reluctant Primis. Both of their eyes were fixated on the treat regardless.

MF backed down as she wiped her sweat.

"Milady, your wife is scary."

"She is, so don't mess with her."