The fact that a god had to die for him to get this Godhood didn’t matter to him. What mattered is that Godhood fell from the sky right into his reach. He would become a god and live forever.
The divine orb leaped towards him as soon as he got within a meter of it. Another proof that it chose him. He allowed the Godhood to enter his body. His body began to glow and change. He could feel every fiber of his being screaming with ecstasy as it evolved into something greater than mortal. He is becoming something divine instead. He could feel power rise within him unbidden. His soul solidified and became imperishable. His body morphed into a divine vessel for his transformed soul. His Origin core froze up signifying that he had closed the door to the path of perfection. A flame began to burn as soon as his divine soul and body fused. Only then did he become a full god and he began to rise involuntarily.
He was ascending to the divine plane but the changes weren’t over. The Godhood belonged to the former grand god of archery and hunt. So it had a lot of energy and divinity to bestow. The domain was also complete and had been fully fused with divinity so there is no bottleneck for him.
The divine energy contained in the divinity wove itself like a thread into Kroft’s fabric of existence. Then the divinity crystallized this fabric into a tough near unbreakable thing. This made him gain eternal life. After all this, the authority of the domain of archery and hunting fused with him and became the channel between his existence and his Godhood.
His strength began to elevate until he became a grand god, the equivalent of a sovereign. His strength is much weaker than a king of law but he only needs to replenish his divine force and divinity to reach the peak once again. And by the rate at which he was receiving prayers, he wouldn’t need a long time for it. He didn’t listen to the prayers yet, he decided to first enjoy the benefits of his new position before tackling the work.
If he had listened maybe he would have decided to terminate the conversation process here and now. But he didn’t listen, he was already behaving like most gods who just skim over their responsibilities.
Streams of faith started to pour into his god fire and were purified into divine energy. The divine energy is then further condensed into divinity but at a much slower rate. The calls for assistance and prayers filled him with power and a sense of purpose. He had people that elevate, worship, and need him now. He is a changed man. No more mortal, but a god. The grand god of archery and the Hunt.
With this identity should come memories from its predecessor but he got very little. The record of memories seemed to have been lost, something destroyed it. The little information it contained explained how the godhood made its way here. The Godhood was wandering in the void between the divine and the main plane. Then it sensed a particularly powerful enough individual who was using a bow. This person had the desire to become a god, and the rising skill in the use of archery finally convinced the Godhood to descend. Kroft junior, I mean Grand god Kroft found out that he wasn’t the best replacement, he was just the only option for a successor at this point in time.
“It’s just my good luck.” That was what he had to say to that.
The time for memory inheritance was short because of the scant memories so he had nothing to do until he reached the void between the planes. At this point, the power of the world acknowledge him and bestowed him with the energy required to build a new divine kingdom. The old one was already shattered beyond the point of recovery. Whatever had destroyed the former god had also destroyed the divine kingdom but Grand god Kroft remained oblivious to that fact.
The loss of inheritance means he wouldn’t be able to use the vast wealth of his predecessor and he also lost access to the sea of petitioners, angelic hosts, and defense structures. He would be required to build up a new foundation but he didn’t mind. He preferred it that way, to start a new aspect of his life with fresh new things. He didn’t need to worry about money anyway, his believers will pool their wealth for their god to use. It is the job of the clergymen to worry about money and come up with better ways to fleece the congregation. It is his job as a god to spend that money.
His divine kingdom was completed in no time and he rose with it into the divine plane. The first things he saw on reaching the divine plane were the unrest in the divine city and another ascending god.
“Must be a coincidence.” He thought to himself. What other explanation could there be for the creation of two new gods at the same time? Such a thing is uncommon so he reasoned that it must be a coincidence. He didn’t care about the unrest in the divine city for now.
But as he rose higher into the firmament above the divine city, the next thing he saw was a scene of battle. It was not the people from the main plain assaulting the divine plane. It was a group of gods assaulting a divine kingdom with their host of angels. The defending god also had his host of angels which numbered in the millions but he was outnumbered by the combined force of his enemies. Even so, it will take a long while before his forces will be defeated. An army of millions with undying loyalty to their god will take a while to be whittled down to nothing.
“What is going on here?” He asked no one in particular. Then he shook his head in pity. “No organization can truly be without strife. Only the royal bloodline can bind people together.”
He reasoned that problems occur when interests matter. Some problems can only be solved using violence. He was just surprised that the gods chose to battle it out right here in the divine plane. They usually start religious wars to settle their disputes. He felt it was a pity that they were wasting their manpower and resources on internal strife.
“Probably only when external enemies come will they band together in solidarity.” He ridiculed them. They were infighting like self-destructive savages. How could he not mock them? He considered himself lucky that he became a god with the strength of a grand god. He will not have much to fear and his status should grant him a say in the decision-making of the gods. It is an upgrade on the treatment he received in the Ghastorix family.
There might not be as many divine kingdoms as he had expected but everything looked alright apart from the cancerous infighting he is being made to witness.
His ascent didn’t escape notice and four armored angels approached him. Another four armored angels also approached the other new god. The angels had 10 large wings that glowed resplendently and a golden halo above their heads. The strength they possessed made Grand god Kroft feel threatened. Each one could match him, he would be powerless to resist four of them at the same time.
“Please come with us your Divine Grace. Our Majesty, the god King of the Virut Pantheon will like to personally welcome you.” One of them stepped forward and said.
“It will be my honor,” Kroft answered. It seemed there was no need to fight. The angels were just a welcoming party. So he left with them as they surrounded him in a neat square formation.
He was impressed by the strength that the god King had shown and he felt delighted that such a big shot would personally see to his welcome. Angels are vessels created from the souls of believers, these vessels are then bestowed with power and will from their god. The level of strength that a god can bestow is a level beneath them. He is a grand god, so he can only create an eight-winged angel that is on par with a high god. Celestial gods can create the ten-winged ones while only Supremes can create 12-winged angels.
The other new god was also invited and he assented too. The two of them were new here and it would not be a good thing to slight the strongest god of the pantheon on their first day here. There might be a lot of things they wanted to see and do but they could spare some time to see the god King. He could even answer their questions and fill in the blanks in their knowledge. All in all, there was no reason to refuse the invitation.