Chapter 5: The Escape [1]
'Damn it…'
The World God seethed with anger and frustration as he bore witness to the passionate union between his wife, the Reincarnation Goddess, and Vaughn.
His eyes burned with jealousy and resentment, knowing that his wife was fully aware of his presence and yet chose to indulge in the deed. The World God's fists clenched tightly as he struggled to contain his boiling rage. The sight of his beloved wife entwined with another man ignited a fierce storm of emotions within him.
The World God entered the room, his presence commanding and overwhelming, emanating an immense aura that seemed capable of toppling mountains and shattering the spirits of mortals.
As Vaughn indulged in the passionate act, a sudden chill swept through the room, causing a shiver to run down his spine. Instinctively, he turned his gaze, his body freezing in place as he locked eyes with the imposing figure of the World God.
*gulp*
Vaughn lowered his gaze, torn between the World God's imposing presence and the Reincarnation Goddess's questioning gaze.
"Why did you stop?"
"Um, your husband..." he stammered, trying to convey the reason for his sudden hesitation.
The Reincarnation Goddess let out a soft "Ah..." as understanding dawned upon her. She delicately twirled a strand of her hair around her ear, a coy smile playing at her lips. In a graceful motion, she pulled the white blanket over her body.
With a graceful fluidity, the Reincarnation Goddess rose from the bed, her flawless nudity on full display. The fabric of her previous attire hovered momentarily in the air as if caught in a gentle breeze, only to be effortlessly caught by her delicate fingers. With a flick of her wrist, she adorned herself in the white clothing, the thin fabric clinging to her curves and accentuating her seductive allure.
As she dressed, her voice carried through the room, deliberately loud enough for her husband, the World God, to hear. The murmured words dripped with a mix of playful mockery and subtle defiance. "Tsk, what a party popper..." she uttered, her tone laced with a hint of disappointment.
"Me?" said the World God, his voice filled with disbelief as he tried to deflect the blame.
"No, it's you!" retorted the World God, his voice trembling with anger and accusation.
"You destroyed everything!" he raised his voice, frustration boiling over as he rushed towards her, his grip tightening around her wrist in an attempt to confront her.
She looked at him with a strange determination in her eyes, her gaze unwavering and unyielding. The room was engulfed in an intense silence as the tension between them reached its peak.
"Me?" she asked, her anger simmering beneath her words, a hint of defiance in her voice.
"Yes, you!" he shouted, his voice filled with accusation and rage, his hand connecting with her cheek in a forceful slap.
*Slap*
The impact of the slap reverberated through the room, unleashing powerful shockwaves that rippled through the realm. Vaughn, caught in the midst of the chaos, was forcefully propelled out of the room and towards the edges of the realm. As he was propelled further and further away, he found himself on the precipice of the realm where souls gather for reincarnation, teetering on the edge of the unknown.
The World God, consumed by rage and an overwhelming desire for vengeance, teleported instantaneously to where Vaughn had been propelled. Without a moment's hesitation, he materialized right in front of him, his imposing figure casting a shadow that seemed to swallow Vaughn whole.
The World God's fury brooked no room for explanations or mercy. His mind was set on destruction, on erasing Vaughn's soul from existence as punishment for his perceived transgressions. No words would sway him from his vengeful intent.
The sheer intensity of the World God's divine aura was suffocating, pressing down on Vaughn with an unimaginable force. It was as if the weight of the entire cosmos bore down upon him, forcing him to his knees, his body trembling under the god's immense power.
The onlookers, the souls who witnessed the unfolding drama, cowered in fear and awe as they beheld the World God's wrath. They dared not question the unfolding events, knowing better than to intervene in the affairs of such formidable beings. The World God's transformation into an enraged force of nature left no room for doubt—he resembled a vengeful demon more than a benevolent deity.
The weight of impending doom hung heavy in the air, and it seemed as though Vaughn's fate was irrevocably sealed. The World God's wrath, intensified by his jealousy and rage, threatened to consume Vaughn entirely.
Even when Vaughn had faced death before, there was no rush of memories, no glimpse into his past. But now, on the precipice of annihilation, the experience was entirely different.
His life, his memories, his very existence seemed to converge in a rapid flurry of images, flashing before his eyes like a montage of the past. From his childhood innocence to the tumultuous journey that led him here, every moment played out with vivid clarity.
Just as the World God was about to utter the fateful command to "Erase," which would obliterate Vaughn from existence, the Goddess of Reincarnation swiftly materialized before them.
In a display of her divine power, the Reincarnation Goddess erected a formidable shield around Vaughn, shielding him from the destructive intent of the enraged World God. The shield shimmered with otherworldly energy, a barrier of protection that held firm against the god's wrath.
*cough cough*
Vaughn experienced a temporary relief as the shield protected him from the imminent threat of erasure. Gasping for breath, he listened to the Reincarnation Goddess's words of guidance, her voice cutting through the tense atmosphere.
"Vaughn, staying here is no good," she urged, her tone filled with urgency.
"You need to leave this heavenly realm and return to the mortal world as a human. Only then will the gods no longer be able to meddle in your life."