The Lord of Another World: All Wasted at the Beginning, and He Made His Fortune by Taking in the Fem

“Yes, this is a victory for us humans—ha, yes, we are the real ‘humans’.”

In a pure space resembling a sacred temple, a large group of elegantly dressed and solemn clergy knelt before a huge statue, silently praying to it.

The person standing beneath the statue, loudly giving a speech, wore a golden mask, completely obscuring their true appearance.

"Although we have only taken half of the planet's life, our gods have already gained the power to crush that evil force—and such power must not be wasted on this decaying planet."

“God, we offer our prayers to you—”

"Under the protection of our gods, we 'human beings' will launch an expedition into the universe—we will spread the glory of the true God to every barbaric land, so that those ignorant and foolish beings may know how noble the true 'human beings' are!"

To say that this is merely sacred missionary work would send chills down one's spine.

But there was no one else here except the believers of the god, and these fanatics probably didn't have much reason left.

"Ah, how delightful—the power that governs all things is the truth that prevails throughout the universe."

"--That's hard to say."

Just as the mysterious figure beneath the statue of the god was quietly declaring victory, an untimely, unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the other side.

When everyone turned around, they discovered that the hall's main entrance... or rather, the wall that resembled a main entrance, had completely vanished at some point.

"Oh dear, what a morbid design! There isn't even a proper passageway besides this hall. I really don't like swimming in those sticky and disgusting chaotic creatures."

"—Who is it?"

As the source of the sound drew closer, the clergy-dressed believers and the mysterious masked man finally saw what the newcomer looked like.

He was an ordinary man with black hair and black eyes, who looked to be in his mid-thirties. Although he didn't have many boast-worthy features, the mocking, flippant smile on his face could instinctively make people feel disgusted.

"Tsk tsk, so this is all the people? You've taken countless lives, just to let less than a dozen people escape the planet? How utterly useless!"

"This is inside a god's body... How did you get in!"

“Me? Ah… I really don’t want to answer this question. I clearly wanted that little guy to live on as a human, but it filled in my existence with its own concepts… This is not what I expected.”

The black-haired man spoke in a language no one could understand as he slowly walked towards the believers.

Although you can't feel any power emanating from him, you still feel an indescribable sense of oppression... like a dark sky without light, inducing a feeling of despair in people's hearts.

"Stop now, or our gods will annihilate you!"

"Oh, don't be so nervous. I just wanted to see what you did after you took my body... Now it seems you guys are really a bunch of shameless bastards."

"What...you are...!"

Having keenly grasped the meaning behind the man's words, the masked man immediately removed his disguise—and the appearance he revealed looked remarkably similar to the man's.

"Oh dear, are other people's bodies really that useful? Although I don't mind it too much now, it's still a bit disgusting to see someone else with the same face as me."

"Are you the one who was summoned?"

"That's right, and speaking of this makes me angry! To find out at the very end of the story that you're actually the villain, even a third-rate online novelist wouldn't write a script like that!"

The man seemed to be rambling incoherently, continuing to speak in ways that no one could understand.

At this moment, the believers and their leader, who had been very tense just moments before, recovered from their initial shock and panic—and then immediately turned hostile towards the man.

"Haha, what use are you now? We have already destroyed the evil entity that summoned you and saved the future of the planet! Are you here now to humiliate yourself?"

"Sigh, really... I just wanted to have a chat, you victors, surely you can afford to be so magnanimous?"

"Ha, we are noble 'humans,' we have no time to waste on ants like you!"

The leader of the believers waved his hand lightly, and several believers immediately appeared out of thin air, donning silver-white armor and carrying longswords that exuded a holy aura.

Even if the men do not show hostility, they still have no desire to communicate.

"Although I don't know how you survived and got here, now, please become nourishment for the gods."

"...I'm telling you, do you really want to call this kind of thing 'god'?"

However, the man seemed utterly fearless—he first pointed to the enormous statue whose face was obscured, then frowned and began to offer his comments.

"Even if a so-called 'god' doesn't possess the qualities of 'omnipotence' or 'universal power,' it should still have ultimate authority in some concept. And what exactly is this thing you created? Is it just a forced fusion of a large number of lives together and then letting it release power?"

"What does that have to do with you? Knights, kill him."

“Hey, didn’t you understand? Your so-called ‘god’ has absolutely no absolutes… If it encounters any other ‘fragments,’ it will be devoured immediately.”

Perhaps this was indeed the concern of those believers—so the leader, who looked remarkably like a man, raised his hand to temporarily halt the advance of the silver knights.

"It seems you know something—if you tell us everything, we might consider sparing your life."

"Sigh, I really envy you people who know nothing... Knowing too much only adds to your troubles."

Just then, the flippant man suddenly raised his right hand and then made a seemingly meaningless fist gesture.

“There’s a saying in my hometown that villains die from talking too much… I was going to use that to make fun of you guys, but I just realized that I, who fused with and devoured that ‘fragment’ in human form, might be the biggest villain in the story.”

“Nonsense…make him disappear.”

However, at that moment, the floor of the Holy Hall suddenly trembled violently... and outside the door, there came a strange, overlapping wailing sound, as if countless people were speaking at the same time.

"So, thank you for taking the time to listen to all this nonsense I've said—"

Then, countless dark and eerie patterns, like the veins of life, suddenly surged in from outside the door, instantly covering the white walls of the entire hall and the statue that radiated holy light.

"Now, your 'god'—is entirely mine!"