Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2158: Direct message

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Previously on Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure...
Shota examined a secluded cultivation chamber dedicated to the youngest god, distinct from the others. The God of Creation and Solista worried as the youngest failed to absorb the world's laws, rejecting even weakened versions. Planning to send it to another world under her dominion for gradual adaptation, the God of Creation cleared the chamber's barrier. Shota was shocked to see the youngest as 'another one,' and her gaze pierced his ghostly presence.

"This is the truth that you’ll have to face."

"Great one, what are you talking about?" Solista felt puzzled by the God of Creation's words, yet the deity offered no further explanation.

The God of Creation merely gazed in my direction, as if conveying the message straight to me.

Her gaze only deepened my bewilderment.

In truth, Solista's reaction proved that these words came from some past event, one she could hear, so it couldn't possibly be the God of Creation addressing me directly.

Yet that piercing look from the God of Creation made it feel like a personal message meant just for me.

A heavy silence hung in the air as the God of Creation remained quiet after Solista's question.

Solista held her tongue too, waiting on the God of Creation's response.

Finally, the God of Creation lifted her hand toward the cultivation chamber again and asked, "Is there anything else that you want to say to the youngest before I send him away?"

Though still somewhat baffled, Solista nodded and approached the cultivation chamber.

She gazed at the figure within, pausing briefly before speaking, "You are the youngest among us, which means that you’re the one that we should have protected. I hope that you know that we will do all that we can to help you when you come back."

A complex emotion surged through me, as if those words targeted me personally.

Still, part of me recognized the impossibility of that.

After all, the being in the cultivation chamber was merely a god resembling me.

Or rather, it seemed I had been crafted in that god's image to serve as its substitute.

The alternative—that I was truly the youngest they mentioned—seemed utterly implausible...

I was just a human summoned to this world after dying in my original one; nothing more.

The deeper I pondered it, the more I rejected any such notion.

After delivering her words to the youngest, Solista turned silently and departed.

She apparently understood the God of Creation needed solitude for sending the youngest to another world, so she provided it unprompted.

With only the God of Creation remaining, she held off on dispatching the youngest.

Instead, she pivoted to face me again.

Her stare clearly indicated she could perceive and engage with me. But if so, did that imply she possessed foresight?

If true, why orchestrate this chain of events when she could have altered the plan entirely?

"You’re thinking about things that don’t matter right now. The only thing that you should be thinking of is the fact in front of you."

I squinted at the God of Creation upon hearing this, then asked slowly, "You can see and hear me, can’t you?"

With a simple nod, the God of Creation replied, "This was all created by me, so why wouldn’t I be able to do that?"

An odd sensation washed over me, but her logic rang true.

After all, as the creator of this vision tied to her inheritance, it stood to reason she held full control here.

Yet I remained clueless about her true intentions.

"Then you’re saying that this is me?"

Urged to confront reality, I voiced the question burning in my heart all along.

Though reluctant to accept it, her behavior made denial difficult.

The God of Creation showed no sign of answering.

Even without seeing her expression, a condescending smile seemed evident there. She clearly intended to reveal nothing about this scenario.

This sight stirred anger within me, though I restrained it.

I realized my actions here changed nothing.

Lashing out would yield no benefits.

Thus, all I could do was...

"What do you want me to do now?"

"It’s very simple, just watch this until the end and then you’ll receive the inheritance." Her voice carried an air of amusement throughout.

Yet I simply couldn’t share the same feelings she held.

Every facet of my existence seemed meticulously orchestrated from the start, with her now just toying with me. It truly seemed like none of my actions carried any weight...

"Your life does have meaning, you should never doubt that."