I Am an Evil God

Episode 1-I made you guys

After the mass of light disappeared, only the man was left.

Hearing the nonsense that he was suddenly dragged in and asked to become a god, he could have been taken aback, but the man’s face did not show even agitation, let alone bewilderment.

The man looked around at a clearing in the woods.

Around the late Neolithic period? It was a village that was built neatly to think of as old people, and was built by filling the empty lot.

There were about 200 people in the village, but the believers he would lead in the future didn’t recognize him even though he passed right by them.

‘What can I do?’

Only words are God, how can you make people believe in something invisible?

Jesusists in the world he lived in believed well in the invisible, but that was because there was someone who first spread the faith.

[Customize your tribe.]

Could this be the message from the mass of light that disappeared earlier? A blue window appeared in front of the man’s eyes.

‘Customization?’

As he questioned the word customization, details soon began to flow into his head.

Detailed guidelines on how far he could change the tribe he would lead in the future were hammered into his head.

I didn’t know how this was possible, but it wasn’t unconvincing.

According to the words of the light mass, it was the creator god of this world who brought the man.

There is no way that a being who created a world could not do something like this.

As soon as the man thought he was going to customize it, a human figure appeared in front of him.

Bronzed skin, golden eyes.

Thin but able to move quickly.

Race was not created for nothing.

They took the form because each race took the shape most suitable for the environment in which they lived.

Therefore, leaving it as it is without changing its appearance was the most reasonable choice in terms of the tribe’s viability.

‘Reasonable? That sounds like a lot of sh*t.’

The man immediately began to reshape the tribes.

In an instant, their skin, which had been glowing with copper, turned to a similar apricot color, and their golden eyes to those of the same brown.

Their hair, which had been almost reddish brown, turned black, and their thin and fast bodies began to grow and build up.

[Customization will be applied after one night has passed.]

‘Skip.’

It is very boring to wait an entire day without doing anything.

Perhaps the light mass was given by the power of God, and he was able to speed up the time of the present world, so there was no need to endure boring times.

For uncivilized humans, the night was early.

As soon as the sun went down, they went to their respective homes and went to sleep, and the man moved his feet and headed for the biggest house.

A medium was needed to make people believe in the invisible.

Modern gods are spread by others who already believed in them.

People become the medium of faith before deciding whether it is right or wrong.

In the large house lay an old man who seemed to be the village chief.

The man’s body was slowly changing as he closed his eyes as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

His skin turned pale and his hair began to turn black.

His physique was also slowly changing.

The man approached the old man, presumed to be the village chief, and put his hand on his forehead.

Even if a man puts his hand on the village chief’s forehead, the village chief couldn’t know the man’s hand.

Because the man was no different from a ghost.

Moved the hot energy sleeping near the heart.

After the mass of light called himself a god, the man instinctively knew how to use the energy that remained in his chest.

The identity of the core of energy in the chest was divine power.

Befitting the name of God’s holy power, he was able to do a lot with his holy power.

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Divine power passed through the man’s hand and headed for the head of the village head, and the man was able to move to the village chief’s dream.

***

The small village called Alpharia has been able to live comfortably without anyone’s invasion, and although the population is not so large, it is a good village where all members live in harmony.

Shepid was the village chief of Alfaria.

He was old, but he knew as much, and he was correct enough to be actively involved in all the big and small things in the village.

Black smoke appeared in his dream.

Shepid was forced to fall to his knees at the sight that evoked fear just by looking at it.

“They are rude.”

As Shepid knelt down and stared at the black smoke, he heard a man’s voice.

His voice was full of unknown laughter.

Since there was only him around except for the black smoke, it was clear that this voice must have come from the black smoke.

A non-human being speaks.

Although it was not revealed in Shepid’s conscious realm, the idea that the identity of the black smoke must be a transcendent existence was engraved in Shepid’s mind.

“What did I do wrong?”

Is kneeling a problem?

Shepid lowered his head right away and hit the ground.

“It’s a mistake? Yes, I made a lot of mistakes. I am the creator of you. Not serving me is a very big sin.”

There was no doubt that the black smoke was a great being, but it was hard to believe that the being created them.

“You are a man without faith.”

Black smoke billowed.

Since he didn’t look like a human, I couldn’t tell his expression, but the black smoke’s voice was filled with anger, so the chief couldn’t help but shudder.

“You are free to believe me or not. But just know this. I will bring eternal glory to those who believe in me and eternal torment to those who do not believe in me.”

“I believe… I believe!”

Shepid was just an ordinary human to dare to be repulsed in the face of eternal pain.

“Okay. From now on, you are my followers. When you wake up in the morning, you will be transformed into a figure that resembles me, so don’t be too surprised.”

You look like a god.

Could it be that a part of her body turns into black smoke?

“God, what can we call you?”

“Call me Lemfra.”

Shepid’s dream ended when he finally heard the name of God.

***

There was an uproar throughout the village.

Their appearance changed overnight.

The figure of the person sleeping next to him changed and his own skin color changed.

If Shepid, the village chief, hadn’t calmed them down, it wouldn’t have been strange if a fuss broke out, claiming it was a ruse by the monster.

“Chief! How did this happen?”

“I received a revelation last night.”

“Revelation? You mean that the tree god gave you a revelation?”

At the villager’s words, the village chief shook his head resolutely.

“The God I received the revelation from is not weak enough to be just a tree. I received a revelation from the Creator God who created us. The change in our body is what He did. The change in the color of the body is a curse. No. It’s proof that God cares for us!”

Shepid shouted, eyes full of longing.

It was an ancient society. It was a place where even when his own leader shouted that he had received a revelation from the Creator God, he had no choice but to believe it.

There was even clear evidence that their bodies had changed.

Some still looked at Shepid with disbelief on their faces, but most of the villagers thought they were being looked after by their creator god.

It was an unmistakable fact that their bodies had changed, and if they were capable of such a thing, they must have been really great beings.

Everything was going the way Lemfra thought.

Faith is power.

From the point of view of Lemfra, who was able to have as much power as his followers trusted and relied on, he needed to show himself stronger than anything else.

To gain people’s trust, there’s nothing better than changing yourself.

The Jesuits in the world he was in believed in God well even without proof of God, but if they show practical evidence, they will have a stronger faith.

It was for the same reason that he called himself a creator god.

The stronger the followers thought of themselves, the more holy power they could gain.

Also, in order to gain an edge over other competitors, he called himself a creator god.

According to the words of the mass of light, there must be humans who pretend to be gods like him, but when you face them, if you are a creator god and your opponent is a god without a clear name, you will have a higher rank and bring your enemies to their knees. Because you can

Our god is the creator god! It’s something you can understand without even thinking about it.

If the opponent does not believe in himself, it is also a merit that he can be wiped out for daring to rebel against the Creator God’s command.