Village Head's Debauchery-Chapter 1264: Do you want a name? Where I Sit, I Reign!

"I can promise you they respect you more than ever. When they see your face and hear the stories of what you’ve done, they proudly proclaim that you are their goddess—a goddess who didn’t change despite no longer having the name or title they once knew. A goddess who only became more amazing as they learned more about her."

As Orion finished speaking, the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune was left speechless, her eyes wide with astonishment.

"Are you telling the truth, or are you just saying this to settle the matter?" the goddess asked, scrutinizing Orion, waiting for his response.

"I am telling you the truth," Orion replied, his tone and expression solemn. "If you don’t believe me, I can summon any Prismerion in disguise and ask them what they think of you while you watch from behind."

The goddess took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling as she absorbed Orion’s words.

Instantly, she spread her divine senses towards the city and distant camps. Though they were far from there behind them, it would only take a few seconds to scan the area. In moments, her senses enveloped the camps, and she began listening to the many voices rushing into her ears.

She carefully sifted through them until one voice caught her attention.

"I heard Priestess Zera, a demigoddess who emerged from a pocket dimension, is staying in the castle. Do you think she stands a chance of becoming one of the Supreme Leader’s wives? Who knows, she might ascend straight to goddess status in one night, just like the Centauress who recently got engaged to him!"

"TSK!! How dare you speak about Priestess Zera like that?! Didn’t you hear that her role was chosen by our goddess Ilse?... Ouch! Why are you hitting me?!"

"It’s not the goddess Ilse! She looks like her, but she isn’t… anymore! I don’t know how it worked, but the guards accompanying the Divine Apostles say she’s a counterpart of Ilse, someone who let go of her identity for another… it’s through some divine explanation above our understanding. I can’t explain it. No one knows her name now, but she’s the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune. But that doesn’t mean she’s less than our own goddess Ilse. From what those who emerged from the pocket dimension said, she and countless divines fought against the Divine Mysteries for thousands of years!"

"We also recently challenged the Divine Mysteries. But did you see that time when the whole world turned dark, when ’that’ phenomenon descended from the sky? You mean she challenged it alone with a divine army by herself! Even as her counterpart, the goddess Ilse, is still such a badass—ouch! I’ll correct myself… the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune…"

As the conversation continued, the goddess listened to multiple conversations simultaneously. She had been watched by Ilse, her counterpart, since her arrival and had never taken the time to listen in on the Prismerions and other residents of Paradise.

This was the first time she truly heard their thoughts about her.

The more she listened, the more her emotions stirred.

Tears began to flow down her face.

After several minutes, she withdrew her divine senses.

She reached up and wiped her tears away with her hands. "I didn’t know how they felt until now. Who would have thought they would still love me, even in this state? They are more open-minded than we goddesses," the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune said, smiling at Orion. "Thank you."

Seeing the stoic expression of the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune slowly regain her brilliance, much like Ilse, Orion smiled and nodded. "I’m glad to help as long as you are able to rediscover yourself. May I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead," the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune replied with a nod.

It was as though they had reached a mutual understanding that the previous matter was now resolved.

"Why do you call yourself the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune? And what is your name?" Orion asked, his voice tinged with curiosity.

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There had been no mention of her name since he entered the mirror realm. He was growing tired of calling her ’the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune’ every time he wanted to speak with her.

Also, he was curious why she had given herself such a title. Although he had learned about her divine ability—derived from the Law of Sound and Law of Creation, allowing her to command things into existence by uttering a sentence, which she had used when dealing with the Divine Corps members, he knew there was more to her story and wanted to understand it fully.

"The reason I took on such a title is because when the Will of the Divine Mysteries first sought to eliminate me... I was prepared to fight with everything I had... but I was shaken," the goddess explained, her tone filled with sadness. "I pleaded to ’it’ as loudly as I could. I did everything in my power to appease its anger because a war against the Divine Mysteries is akin to battling the heavens themselves."

"As divine beings, our goal is to ascend to true godhood so we can discover where those who have ascended have gone and see for ourselves the current state of the heavens. But we cannot achieve that without the help of the Divine Mysteries."

She sighed, her voice tinged with emotion. "But it was useless. Even I couldn’t change the Will of the Divine Mysteries. So, I turned my pleas into a war cry for those around me who would also be harmed because, at that time, I had already begun cultivating countless demigods in preparation for the outworld."

"I wanted to protect them, no matter what. Yet, every battle ended in soot, fire, rubble, fractured space, and my own feigned death. I couldn’t move, but I could still move my lips. With my words, I recreated our Mirror Realm to contain our battles. Each recreation led to a void sky, and a dimmed light that was a poor imitation of the sun for us to rest and rumbling earth under before the battles would resume. And ’Fortune,’ because I hoped that I would emerge victorious."

"As for my name... I don’t have one. My battle against the Will of the Divine Mysteries and the experience forged my current self. If you were expecting some grand reason, I’m sorry. That’s all there is to it."

Orion nodded. "I am not disappointed. In fact, this has enhanced my image of you," he responded.

"Do you want a name?" he asked.

"Do you want to give me a name?… How bold," the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune replied, narrowing her gaze at Orion.

"If you want one, I would feel privileged to give you a name," Orion responded.

"No… Although I hate to admit it, I wouldn’t be here without your and Paradise’s assistance. That’s a fact I can’t deny. Even the inheritances and rewards I have given you aren’t enough to repay this. So, it would be my privilege to receive a name for my new identity from the Supreme Leader of Paradise," the goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune replied, shaking her head.

Then, she chuckled slightly. "Besides, I’m curious about what you have in mind." Her eyes sparkled with radiance, her expression filled with anticipation as she gazed at Orion.

Orion nodded.

Instantly, a radiant creamy white and ink-black light emanated from the throne. The ink-black halo spun brightly, creating a brilliant spinning sphere that caused the air around them to tremble as if even the surroundings weren’t enough to contain the Supreme Leader’s power.

In truth, at that moment, Orion was shielded from all external influence; even if the realm itself were obliterated, he would remain unaffected as long as the power wasn’t more than the Divine Mandate could handle and the Twelve-Step Stairs Mysteries still remained.

This was one of the abilities of the Throne of Infinite Edict. When activated, it allowed Orion to be present everywhere within every selected section of his territory. It also had a passive ability that let him be aware whenever a subject spoke his name, allowing him to eavesdrop on their conversation or actions.

Each manifestation could perform independent actions based on his will. His mind, as a demigod, could easily handle such tasks.

This ability made his influence omnipresent within his territory, and so Orion had named this power: Where I Sit, I Reign!

The goddess of Twilight Chorus and Fortune quickly distanced herself, watching the scene unfold. She narrowed her eyes at Orion, wondering what he intended to do.

Meanwhile, across various parts of the Golden Palace, including Anara’s realm, Paradise, and areas surveying the newly built realm outside, an ethereal, spinning sphere of creamy white and ink-black light appeared out of thin air.

At first, the residents of Paradise were confused and frightened by the strange phenomenon’s appearance.

But soon, a deep understanding and emotion rose in their hearts, and they realized the display before them was projected by the Supreme Leader of Paradise!