Combat Maid Harem

Lawrend opened his eyes to an empty place. Well, it wasn’t exactly empty as light filled all directions. He was the only thing there.

He looked around and confirmed that he still had his soul body. Aside from the confusion, Lawrend also felt trepidation.

This reminded him of the first time he had met the Goddess. She appeared just like this in the dream. Her supreme power allowed her to do as she pleased.

A few moments later, a shadow of a being appeared beside Lawrend.

It started off as a gray and blurry shadow of a person. Lawrend was quite familiar with him as he had seen him many times.

However, the blurriness dissipated, and a young man appeared in front of him. He smiled at Lawrend and an aura of supremeness enveloped his person. With a single look, Lawrend seemed to see the entire history of the universe, including its many infinities.

"We meet at last," the Creator voiced.

He sounded exactly like one would expect from a young man. Lawrend finally understood why Reavire called him a ’he’.

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Lawrend gave a professional bow. His heart sank into his chest as he stared at this person before him. He looked exactly like a human, but it was hard to say if he was actually human.

"I’m human."

As if hearing Lawrend’s thoughts, the Creator answered him.

"W-What brings me here?" Lawrend asked, stuttering as the sudden development caught him off guard.

"Congratulations. You have succeeded."

"Wait, I became a God?"

"Well… not yet, but you’re on your way there."

After a moment of silence, Lawrend spoke again. "Why so soon then?"

"I shall give you a warning. We have our own domains in the infinite void. What you see as infinite, like your soul, is not as infinite as the infinity of my universe. Likewise, my universe’s infinity, does not mean it extends to the edges of the infinite void. There are infinities bigger than other infinities."

The words almost sounded like a buzz to Lawrend’s ears. Thankfully, he had become a Sub-God, and he could comprehend what the Creator tried to say.

"Am I intruding on your universe?"

"Frankly, yes. You have found the correct path to becoming a Flawless God, like I am. You have continued to exceed my expectations."

As if praising him, the Creator smiled and shook his head in slight disbelief.

Lawrend stared at the Creator for a long time. He thought about everything he had done and felt that everything led up to this moment.

"What does it all mean?" Lawrend asked.

This question naturally popped into his mind. He had been chasing after godhood since he learned of its existence. But now, he felt that more levels may be ahead of him. At some point, he needed to stop.

"Nothing." The Creator grinned.

"N-nothing, really?"

Lawrend found it hard to believe. His life flashed before his eyes, and he found it difficult to accept that everything was for naught.

"Do you know why Gods need Wills to stay as Gods?"

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"Why?"

"Our Wills give meaning to our existence. Without it, everything is meaningless. We are the rare light in the infinite void of nothingness."

"Will…"

"Why would I try to save Reavire if I hadn’t known she would vanish if I let her keep going at her previous state?"

His question answered many things that Lawrend wanted to ask. He looked up and stared straight into the Creator’s eyes. This man calculated everything up to this point.

He had probably lived for such a long time that Lawrend had no concept of his time. He should have seen the infinite possibilities of life.

"You saved her as a passing thought, right?"

"Yes. That is completely correct. At my level, I have seen many Gods lose themselves and die. I simply took fancy to Reavire because of her heroism. She took a dead world and brought it back to life by killing those dragons and phoenixes. Their natural laws served as fuel to keep that world alive."

The revelation took Lawrend for a spin.

He had long known that there was always more to each story—another side for every coin. Lawrend once saw her as an evil goddess, but it had changed since he knew her.

She was the hero of the Human World. However, somewhere along the way, she lost herself. Truly, she had lived long enough to become the villain. What an irony.

"What about me? Why? Why did you choose me out of everyone?" Lawrend asked.

"You should ask the readers that. I’m sure many of them disliked you, but a few certainly loved your character. Maybe, in another story, it would be a different person and not you."

"What readers? What are you talking about?" Lawrend asked.

"Hahaha. You will know once you leave my universe."

With his cryptic words, Lawrend felt another weight dropping onto his back. If he had been carrying two sacks of grain on his back before all of this, the Creator gave him another fifty sacks to burden him down.

’Readers…’

Lawrend closed his eyes. His heart wavered at the thought.

"Wait, we went off track. Why did you bring me here?"

Lawrend stared at the Creator with an inquiring gaze. He was on his way to becoming a God and was suddenly brought here.

"Your soul will become its own universe sooner or later. Your Maid Energy will fill everything and create a myriad of infinities only belonging to you. Some stories that are impossible in my universe can happen in yours."

The Creator’s eyes flashed a strange light. Lawrend felt a premonition. He might one day reach the level of the Creator with his infinite worlds.

"You must not let your universe mature while staying in mine or I will be forced to kill you. This is a rule among the many gods out there."

Lawrend stared at the Creator for a long time. He sensed the threat in those words but also felt a strange relief. The Creator had no plans to kill him.