Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

'Ouroboros' name acquired.

Compatibility with 'Life And Death', 'Rebirth', 'Infinity', 'Eternity', 'Destruction', and 'Creation' had massively increased due to the influence of the officially donned name.

18 more days before awakening.

"Neamh is only a foundation, there is something beyond the star. When the time comes, I shall exit this secluded world of mine, to devour the world, together with you, my friend."

MF soul's manifestation within the infinity serpent's realm began to dissipate into a flickering light. Like golden dust coming out from a holy ember, her consciousness was being transported into her real body inch by inch out of the fabric of space and time from the ever white view.

It might have felt like being adopted and getting new parents in MF's case, it struck her in a weird way when the serpent that she had bonded with was calling her as a friend. She didn't have any in the real world after all except her precious wife that would probably be freaked out when she found that her husband's body was laid lifeless.

That was, if the time disparities were normal from here and the outside world.

"My friend, fufufu, I like that! 18 days from now will be my birthday. Summon me again by the time, let's celebrate it here if you're lonely within this empty realm," MF said joyously.

As the serpent devoured its own body, its eyes were wide open when it heard that sentence. MF finally left this realm with a playful grin.

"A birthday party. Unyielding and merciless, but still acknowledging her own coming of age. What a silly friend."

From Tuli's shenanigans into hunting an Angel to get its approval, from getting revelation to be acknowledged by the almighty entity that represents the cycle of life and death. It was only one day yet it felt like the longest day of her life.

She was exhausted, that was for sure. As MF traveled the VIP express of surprisingly comfy soul's transportation, she then arrived in her own body, slowly opening her eyes as the view of a crying Foel became clearer, holding her in embrace.

"Hey… I'm still alive."

At the soft hushed words, the weeping Tanomobi jumped before holding herself back from smacking her husband.

"Idiot. If you do that again, I'll cook you alive." Trying to hold her cool, she wiped her surging tears with her other hand. "You have a weird halo above your head, I thought there would be another Angel coming to get you, taking you away from me."

MF wryly sneered. "You still believe in that stuff? My wife is such a dork," she said, rubbing her head location that was smashed by the tanomobi.

"Shut up."

MF pulled her as she patted her back. "There, there. Now help me stand."

"No, let me cry more."

It took a while for Foel to regain her dismissively iconic poker face. MF realized that she had finally witnessed another expression of hers beside the sneering expression, killing glare expression, having-no-emotion whatsoever expression, and the extremely pissed one it scared MF to the bone—expression.

MF might need an album for this.

And, she'll probably end up enshrining it.

"What with the halo? It was the first time ever recorded that a mortal could turn into an angel, a Pseudo Angel, maybe?" Foel pondered, tilting her head.

"Anvriel and I had a nice chat about the conflict of the universe." MF chuckled. "The Angel gave me this halo as a gift for being beautiful."

"You're becoming a borderline narcissist now."

"Aren't I always a narcissist from the beginning?"

"Indeed, an adorable one." Foel stared at the shiny halo for a couple of seconds. "Did it affect your cultivation or something?"

"No clue. I might play with it in my free time." MF flicked her halo with a little bit of excitement, it tinged.

"I'll call you my 'Angel' from now on then," said the tanomobi with a deadpan, heavily contradicting her choice of words.

"You're becoming borderline cheesy now."

"Heh, I'm just a big mouse afterall, so 'butter' it up, I could 'milk' this 'cheese' all day long."

"... Your dad jokes are scaring me, I thought I'm the husband here…"

MF was also fully naked just now. If she had a nickel for everytime she was vulnerable without clothing from head to toe, she would have a lot of them.

Her wife didn't want any foreign eyes ogling her body so she prepared another black dress with the right size from chest proportion to her waist and hip. Freshly ironed with magic out from Foel's pocket space. MF's long black-jet hair was brushing her shoulder, and the tanomobi had been staring at her vigorously as MF tried to tie it again onto a twintail.

Foel sneered. "You're adorably childish, choosing twintail out of everything."

"I'll act out as a female when I'm one, I can be very handsome if I ought to do my male form too." MF donned her scrumptious smile, her face alone could put anyone on their knees when they glanced at her lavish lips.

"You in your female form is already a headache for me, you are forbidden from turning into a male. You hear that?"

Foel was back with her scary glare again.

'Huwaa, she is more possessive than ever.'

Both of them began to explore the surrounding area. The former mountainous domain had become rich in natural resources.

From the trees to the soil, the bugs to the nature dweller, the miraculously natural pond to the fishes that came within it. As if it had become the promised land for those who had kept their faith with the messiah.

All of those could also be utilized to nourish and boost the cultivation progress of Usurpers.

Not before long, she met with Tuli who sat on the grass with numerous bunnies jumping around her, one of them even sat with no care in the world atop her silver hair.

Tuli expressed true happiness on her awkwardly satisfied face, it felt like she had gone through heaven's door to get a massage and she was still in the process of it.

"Tulistan."

"Ghueekh!? M-master Ouroboros!? You also died!?" Her eyes were wide open, but her hand began to snatch one of the nearest heavenly rabbits just for her to instinctively caress it. "It seems like the Angel is not a good match for us, best of luck in the next reincarnation phase. Also, how come I didn't have any halo above me?"

Foel's poker face changed into a disgusted face due to the sheer stupidity that Tuli emitted, glancing at her husband as she gestured her thumb to the hellspawn. "Who is this idiot?"

"My slave." MF smirked. "An underworlder who found herself being chased by a tax collector. She will be my contract-printing tool, not to mention that she is also a magic forger."

"Don't we already have Drin at Ouranos to be our printing tool?"

"Not that kind of printing, you'll see it in action soon enough."

"So, master Ouroboros, may I know the pretty young lady beside you?" Tuli asked, still with an obviously big question mark on top of her head as she still had no clue of what was going on.

"Ah, she is my wife."

"Your wife is dead too!?"

Foel, who had enough of Tuli's foolish blabbering, had smashed the underworlder's face into the soil of Neamh, planting her head beneath the ground with the rest of the body sticking out stiffly like a planted carrot.

"Thank you." MF wryly smiled.

"Your welcome."

Tuli was forced to be unconscious again, might be for the best. Both MF and Foel then trekked through the lavish scenery to the center of this place where the unknown energy was emitted to nourish this place.

MF also founded her pocket-space pouch again on their way to the center. Foel scolded her harshly due to the important content within it. Not long after, they encountered Damascus, standing beside the lifeless body of Anvriel's first form.

With her thighs and side shin meeting the ground shaping into a 'w', both of her palms were connected as if it was a child praying to its creator to bless this land.