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Confusion, dithering, relief, and hope swirled inside Yitha.

"Akako, do you believe in god?" MF asked, holding both of the feline's hands.

"I know they exist…"

"One of them is right in front of you."

MF slowly injected the mutagen onto Yitha with her palms. The DNA altered, the fake deity then boosted the growth by nourishing Yitha's body with her mana filled with Nerull's Bane pill's influence, adding high 'void' tolerance and the energy conductible bone gene from Abe to strengthen the flow of energy within her body.

MF changed the pigment of Yitha's hair into silver, restructuring her complexion a bit to be more mature. All of these were done to affect her view of herself both mentally and physically. The Ouroboros then tried to give the arms of a dragon to replace her default hands with a modified version of 'Material Layering', the same with the legs as MF added a partial of the 'Tungsten muscle' on her lower body part.

The ink-like aura saturated Yitha as it tried to glue all of the infused genetic material to its better form, it might not be permanent but MF wanted to see if she could force an awakening of the feline in which case, it didn't bear any fruition.

'So making the mortal DNA of Neamh an atypical gene schematic of its dweller ain't the path, huh. I might need to see Tuli again and see what I missed. Is it because she is not within the influence of Anvriel's radiant energy? Tch, I should've used that form if that was the case. Oh well, a porridge can't become a rice.'

Creating a new subspecies of itself, or to be exact, a mutant. Yitha would be the first of its kind as MF lacked the needed reference and information to continue with her demi-human experimentation.

The former feline felt her chuunibyou side tingling as she admired her new badass form. Might be one of MF's intentions because kids nowadays were easily hyped up with anything that looked cool.

"M-my body is changing! I-I feel powerful! My lady, tell me your name, I'll follow you until the ends of the world!"

MF put her forefinger to Yitha's lips as she hushed her. "I'm an ancient deity of this world, refer to me as Ouroboros."

"Oooh!"

Certainly, as a closet nerd, Akako had heard of the foreign word either from entertainment media or the internet. The Ouroboros is the snake that eats its own tail to represent infinity and the cycle of life and death, creation and destruction.

'Nya, am I the protagonist now? I have an ancient god that is changing my life now, t-this is definitely one of those shounen tropes!' Yitha thought. It seemed like she was easily manipulated like a cat with a red laser dot.

'Her face is brimming with excitement now, not a minute ago she was pitifully curling and crying. Now she trusted me with every fiber of her life like a kid that could be fooled with scary folklore to behave.'

MF didn't expect that she would end up converting this naive transmigrator into her follower instead of killing her. However, she didn't really want this cat with an unknown beast taming system to be within Domeniul Ceresc where there were mystical beasts everywhere.

Setting her loose without any underworld contract from Tuli and Foel's slave mark did lessen MF's choice on how to throw this cat.

"Now rise! You're one of my people now, the first of your kind."

"Oooh!"

"Because your name reminded me of a Youkai's tongue, I'll be naming your kin as 'Tatsuneko', with the curiosity and nimbleness of a cat, the pride and strength of a dragon."

"OOOHH!!"

The tatsuneko's tail aggressively swayed left and right like a dog, despite being a cat.

MF felt a weird premonition despite having the experience of dealing with numerous kinds of people in her life. Only for this encounter, she decided to make herself cringe with the effective vocabulary.

"Like a flaming phoenix, you will restart your life with a new mold. Train yourself hard and tame the mightiest beast in your path of enlightenment. Spread my existence by letting any life form know that you're my heroine, and never allow yourself to be as pathetic as your past self."

The halo shone even brighter every second MF continued her speech—in Yitha's eyes. It was amazing that the former Japanese teenage girl believed that the con-artist in a maid outfit is an ancient deity of some kind. Even though it was true, she shouldn't have immediately taken every word of her as the truth.

Yitha started to shed tears of happiness, she felt a hundred times confident with what had happened to her today. Now, her lazy self had been engulfed due to the illusion of beliefs that she became someone extremely important within the chronicles of existence like every main character of the game she played in her era. To show the level of her enthusiasm, she had planned to do 100 push ups, 100 sit ups, 100 squats, 10km run everyday from now on just to pump the burning soul to its fullest.

As an extreme psychologist, MF noticed this and started to worry that Yitha would overestimate herself and ended up killing herself. Then again, MF had already given her the chance and the arsenal that she needed to restart her adventure in this world as a new person.

Either MF was too good in her acting, or Yitha was dumber than she thought.

'I'll create a shrine for you and bring it anywhere on my back!'

'Huwaa, she has the face of someone that will make a shrine for me and carry it anywhere on her back—then get herself killed.'

It was extremely surprising but Yitha's faith streamline density had risen to staggering levels, only toppled by Foel who was still taking the position of MF's follower with the densest faith streamline.

After that, MF gave a couple of artifacts from the raid. The Tatsuneko became even more thankful to the point that MF questioned herself if she was the person that she literally killed with words.

After some made-up ritual that MF bullshited right off the bat, Yitha decided to go on a solo journey away from all kinds of societies and civilizations in the hopes of becoming the strongest tamer with her current system.

Asir approached her esteemed lady. "As expected of the Soul Supreme, you've managed to enlighten that lass. May your influence be spread around the world."

"May indeed…"

The maid and the greater wisp returned to the Domeniul Ceresc, where every resident of the flourishing land managed to waste an extreme amount of ingredients in exchange for having their share of fun in the preparation of the future banquet.