Volume 10. Chapter 270: With The Immortals…Uh…Revived, The Party Kept Going. (Chapter 1171)

Chapter 270: With The Immortals...Uh...Revived, The Party Kept Going.

You might think that it is a misnomer, or just completely wrong to say that the Higher Beings ended up dying...but you’d be foolishly incorrect instead! Why? Because I like to play semantics for fun, hehe... Anyway, they didn’t die in the traditional sense, no. For the Mortals, their deaths were real as can be; likely terrifying and extremely painful if they were able to recall that moment in any capacity.

The various deaths for the Mortals were permanent; that is to say, without Celia’s assistance, they’d be gone, their Souls torn to shreds as well. The Higher Beings are Immortal, but, their Vessel isn’t. What is everlasting is their Souls, so, if Celia didn’t do anything, it wouldn’t have truly mattered. They’d just be randomly revived in a different Dimension, with a very low chance of not having their memories or power.

God: “Celia, I felt that something was off when teleporting here. Not to mention, but how come the Mortals arrived first?” She expressed with a thinking pose.

Celia: “…”

The Devil: “Something went wrong with the teleportation, and everyone died from it, isn’t that right?” She added with a knowing tone.

Celia: “Well, it wasn’t entirely our fault that it happened. Yes, and I had to revive all the dead myself.” She admitted with a sigh.

God: “W-what?!” She exclaimed in shock.

The Devil: “Sweetie, there is nothing to judge Celia over. Bringing everyone back, including the Higher Beings…must have been greatly taxing on her. We should just be grateful, and forever glad that Celia isn’t one to pick and choose who she’d resurrect.” She coaxed with a light tone and expression, pulling her wife-mother into a hug.

God: “(=^v^=)”

It wasn’t a good idea to let all involved know about the accident, but lying to friends wasn’t in the cards for us, not something that we’d willingly ever do. Regardless, it is in the past now, all the deceased returned with no pain or mental trauma, while also obtaining power and luxury. If they knew, I honestly doubt that they’d complain, considering our unmatched generosity.

What is there to complain about, really? To them, it was no more than a normal teleportation; they felt no time pass them by, either. If it was me, I definitely wouldn’t get uppity at all. Okay, I would…but only if I wasn’t already sleeping in Celia’s bed, and living in her warmth. Ah, I can’t wait until she is my officially wedded wife!

God: “Hey, Celia, is there any room in Home for us?” She asked with a wanting tone.

Flick!

God: “Owwie!” She jokingly exclaimed, rubbing her unhurt forehead.

The Devil: “Merely a few hours of bliss in this wedding…and you already wish to vacate your responsibilities?” She scolded with a stern tone, so much so that you’d think that she was the mother in the relationship.

God: “No, no; of course not! Merely…a good vacation location for us.” She clarified with a nervous tone.

Vulely: “Fuck!” I yelled with an annoyed tone.

God, The Devil, Celia: “???”

Vulely: “There is already an estate made for you two, and it was my responsibility to inform you two of it, as well as give a means to access Home whenever you please. Due to the wedding, and other things, it completely slipped my mind…” I explained with a frustrated groan.