Enter Me! The Skillionaire Says In Parentheses

There were a plethora of ways to reach divinity. One could try to become an immortal first, ascending to a higher realm before trying to spread their influence through multiple realms and worlds by gathering the faiths of innumerable beings.

Usurping the owner of the existing gods' portfolios was also one of the ways to snatch their throne and become one themselves. Or they could just strive from the bottom naturally with a minor portfolio.

Deities meanwhile, were the beings that thrive through faith from the very beginning of their journey. There are two kinds of divine beings, a former mortal deification, and a natural divinity.

There were other types of subconscious energy other than faith and the one that was used for symbols pill, one of them were emotion, loneliness, and longingness.

Over time, these kinds of subconscious energy regardless of their variation would eventually attach themselves onto an materialistic object or non-materialistic concept that have their history of time upon the world they originated from.

The combination of both would result in a stronger entity, Ouroboros was a culmination of both materialistic symbols and the materialization of the strong meaning behind it.

Hence why even an old rock with enough age could gain 'sentience' with the right environment and enough life form to emit subconscious energy.

That was the current grasp of the knowledge that MF had throughout the years of her pilgrimage for wisdom and enlightenment.

"A guardian!" one of the wisps shouted. "This land is not without an owner. I believe in the words of the kind and observant."

"Parents? We're children?"

"I'm piqued! We need a deity for this land!"

"Comfortable light, I'll follow. The Mighty One, lend us your wisdom."

Out of the eight wisps within the vicinity, MF began to feel a streamline of 'Faith' from five of them. Two of them possessed the highest intellect from their vocabulary.

MF reached out both of her hands to the two respective new followers with the most faith. "Both of you, come closer."

Without hesitation, the aforementioned pair of wisps approached as the others spectated.

Wisps are beings full of energy, spreading their nourishing influence upon the land they tread. Currently, most, if not all, were young, so MF assigned the role of a leader and teacher to the two new followers that she had chosen.

"Do not be afraid," MF gently whispered, donning her caring smile as she closed her eyes to show that she was vulnerable and meant no harm.

The wisps were entranced as they got closer to the soothing halo of her. MF then reached her hands and placed it onto the ethereal center of those two wisps.

Her Nerull's Bane symbols pill had nourished her mana significantly, and it seemed like the influence wouldn't be gone if it were about to be transferred outside her mana socket within the reactor.

LIke a mother would to their children, she gave them the nourishment needed to grow. The ink-like mana permeated them into an aura that was coating their whole existence of brimming energy akin to flowing river.

"Uoooh, what is this surge of energy?"

"Is this a blessing?"

The wisps became bigger in size, almost the same as human height in comparison to their former one meter width and height. They also shone brighter than normal wisps, constant dust-like substances rising from their whole vessel, like an undying ember with everlasting ashes.

New variants of 'Greater Wisps' had become loyal followers.

"Both of you are in the veil of protection by me. Ouroboros, remember the name of your benevolent progenitor. The mark of the Nerull's Bane decided to stay within both of you, the first and the second Ouranos Wisps. I shall bestow each of you a name to bear, this is a gift and a blessing from me.

"Your name will be Ain, the fountain and the eyes of Domeniul Ceresc. Spread my divinity by reminding the others and every lifeform of my greatness to bathe this land with exhilaration.

"And you, the open-minded one. Your name will be Asir from now on. By the will of Ouroboros, you shall protect this land from the nonbelievers and all that is destructive who stem from beyond the garden."

Both wisps were struck with awe and gratefulness. The sudden increase of energy had also boosted the growth of their intellect. Due to some strange phenomenon, the essence of Nerull's Bane had created a lesser symbols pill that acted the same as the original but with lesser influence.

"The words from the Soul Supreme shall be engraved within my heart. I, Ain, will spread your word as I stretch my own entire being for the sake of the salvation of Domeniul Ceresc and all."

"Her Benevolent Soul shall not be afraid! I, Asir, will protect this land from defectors and heathens by the will of the Ouroboros! My wisdom and knowledge shall be used to spread your protection as the means of preserving our weak and meek existence."

Both of the Ouranos Wisps began to illuminate the surroundings even brighter as the other smaller wisps began to send a denser streamline of faith. MF had planted the roots of a new religion upon their soul, it would only be a matter of time before they grow like a healthy patch of flowers.

Her acute ego rapidly escalated. MF's face shows a big sign of 'praise me more!' to her new followers. Still maintaining her so-called divine expression, she conjured her trident-rocket wings as she took the rest of the remaining divine artifacts and ascended to the sky with grace.

Well, less grace and more of a concentrated combustion from her rocket thrusters, painting the already dark night with an absolute abyss from her Nerull's Bane aura, she then propelled herself to the center of Domeniul Ceresc, the place where the lifeless Anvriel knelt and prayed.

As she got to the location, the greater wisps began their righteous sermon as the other wisps began to crowd the sea of flowers.

"All of you are wisps, all of you are my brother and sisters despite the lack of pronouns and genders—but nonetheless, we're the same!" Ain said with galore.

Asir immediately followed, "This land is what had been bestowed by the Almighty Soul.. The Domeniul Ceresc is your home, your alma mater. To serve and to not serve our benevolent saviour and creator are what made your path wrong and the truth!"