《The Point Game》


 Prologue, the point system

    <table><tbody><tr><td> Welcome to iteration 293,817,544,375 of 1,000,000,000,000


    Species classification : 77,123,111 ; Human


    Species Homeworld : Galaxy 109,555,172 ;


    Cluster 125,466,112,664,364,725 ;


    Planet 3


    Starting points : 10,000  </td></tr></tbody></table>


    ??? : "What?"


    A voice spoke up, breaking the stale silence of the empty plain, the only sound coming from the wind which was blowing through the large grass. Not a single living thing which wasn''t a plant or insect could be seen in any direction.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Request for further explanation acknowledged,


    You have been selected as one of a trillion iterations in an experiment testing this universes inhabitants.


    You and your fellow competitors will have an allotted amount of time, unspecified as of now, to build up a force, small or weak its up to your actions. This force will then be pit against the other 999 billion 999 million 999 thousand 999 people participating in this trial.  </td></tr></tbody></table>


    ??? : "What?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Request for FURTHER explanation acknowledged...


    You are to build an empire with the resources and points allotted to you and then combat your peers to see which race is dominant in the universe..." </td></tr></tbody></table>


    ??? : "What points?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> You have been allotted points like every other competitor, ten thousand for your species. These may be used to change the fabric of reality and alter it in certain ways. For example, if you wish to create a certain element, you need only say "Search Elements" select your desired element and "buy" it with your allotted points. Be mindful that once you run out you will be unable to create more without going through the proper procedures... </td></tr></tbody></table>


    The man, who had been suddenly thrown into this situation decided to try out the command which had been suggested to him by the mysterious window.


    Man : "Search Elements"


    A table appeared in-front of him, but it appeared some elements were missing..


    <table><tbody><tr><td colspan=''3''>Available Elements</td></tr><tr><td>Number</td><td>Name</td><td>Cost per Poltep</td></tr><tr><td>3</td><td>Lithuim</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>4</td><td>Beryllium</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>5</td><td>Boron</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>6</td><td>Carbon</td><td>5</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Well this is certainly interesting... A poltep??? What is that?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Request for explanation acknowledged


    A Poltep is the smallest universal unit of measurement. </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "What about the first two elements? Hydrogen and Helium? Why aren''t they there... And what about the other elements, why are there only 4 elements available?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> The two requested elements are unavailable due to the user lacking the means to store them.


    Other higher tier elements will become available once the users civilization reaches the required tier.  </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Well that is just great... Now, how am I supposed to build an empire with only elements?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Request for explanation acknowledged


    You are not limited to elements. Anything is available as long as the rules of the universe allow it.


    Higher tier "units" or "technology" require more points to unlock. To start, say "Search starter packs"


    The search has been customized to your world, so you will not get any alien civilians or civilizations unless you wish to search for them. </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Interesting... Search Starter Packs"


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Available Starter Packs</td><td>Cost</td><td>Males</td><td>Females</td><td>Children</td><td>Military</td><td>Economy</td><td>Farming</td><td colspan=''7''>Other</td></tr><tr><td>Feudal Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>30</td><td>30</td><td>10</td><td>3</td><td>2</td><td>9</td><td colspan=''7''>The Feudal Pack gives several peasants with high farming knowledge


    and high production rate, but with little else that they are proficient in</td></tr><tr><td>Chinese Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>20</td><td>20</td><td>10</td><td>6</td><td>5</td><td>5</td><td colspan=''7''>The Chinese Pack is a well rounded pack that gives a slight bonus to combat with average


    farming and an average economy. They have very few drawbacks and are a solid choice.</td></tr><tr><td>Mongol Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>30</td><td>20</td><td>20</td><td>8</td><td>2</td><td>2</td><td colspan=''7''>The Mongols are fierce warriors with little need for farming and agriculture, focusing all of


    their attention towards combat and raiding. They have a higher reproduction rate then others,


    but are burdened for it with lower economy and farming abilities</td></tr><tr><td>Egyptian Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>10</td><td>10</td><td>10</td><td>6</td><td>6</td><td>6</td><td colspan=''7''>The Egyptians have higher base stats then any most other packs, but have few citizens


    The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.to start with, and require some time to get up and running.</td></tr><tr><td>Viking Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>50</td><td>10</td><td>0</td><td>8</td><td>3</td><td>4</td><td colspan=''7''>The Viking pack is a pack which is designed for conquest first, and economy later


    This pack favors rapid conquest with little thought to farming or economy.</td></tr><tr><td>Spartan Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>15</td><td>25</td><td>15</td><td>10</td><td>2</td><td>4</td><td colspan=''7''>The Spartans are by far the most skilled warriors among all of the starting packs,


    having the highest possible combat skill while still keeping their farming at


    a decent level of 4. They are nigh on unstoppable in battle, and while not as


    directly combat focused as the Viking pack, still have major advantages for a warring civilization</td></tr><tr><td>Roman Pack</td><td>10,000</td><td>5</td><td>5</td><td>5</td><td>7</td><td>5</td><td>7</td><td colspan=''7''>The Romans are a far fabled Empire, which conquered most of the Mediterranean


    They Legions incredibly strong for an economic based civilization, but their low


    starting population and low reproductive rate and tendency for corruption can


    make them a risky choice if one cannot secure his boarders quickly.</td></tr></tbody></table>


    After reading them through he decided upon the legendary Spartan Warriors, seeing as how the Roman pack had warned against early aggression.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> You have chosen "Spartan Starter Pack" For your first civilization.


    Which type of government do you want? </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "What are the options?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td>


    Any option is available for government type, and government type can be selected at any time by saying "Show Government Panel". Be warned, your populous may not take kindly to a drastic change, such as from republic to dictatorship, but all changes can be forced to be accepted with if you spend points to accelerate your people''s acceptance. As a new civilization you have the option to pick whichever government type you want right now without your populous. When they are created they will naturally accept this as their way of life, and will defend it to their last.


    Your suggested options are listed below"


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Government Types</td><td>Expansion Bonus</td><td>Loyalty Bonus</td><td>Conversion Bonus</td></tr><tr><td>Theocracy</td><td>-1</td><td>3</td><td>1</td></tr><tr><td>Dictatorship</td><td>2</td><td>-1</td><td>-1</td></tr><tr><td>Democracy</td><td>-3</td><td>2</td><td>3</td></tr><tr><td>Monarchy</td><td>1</td><td>1</td><td>0</td></tr><tr><td>Republic</td><td>-2</td><td>2</td><td>2</td></tr><tr><td>Hive Mind</td><td>2</td><td>N/A</td><td>N/A</td></tr></tbody></table>


    </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "I chose Hivemind"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Option "Hivemind" cannot be selected due to species restrictions. Please select another option..." </td></tr></tbody></table>


    The man muttered to himself about which luck bastard got to choose that option, but decided to take the next best thing.


    Man : "I chose Theocracy"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Theocracy chosen,


    *Alert* You are currently out of points, If you wish to acquire more but do not know how, say "Show point table" for your options. More options will unlock as your civilization advances. </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Show point table?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Tier one</td><td>Soldier</td><td>Civilian</td><td>Cavalry</td><td>Officer</td><td>Village elder</td><td>Noble</td><td>General</td><td>Prince</td><td>King</td><td>Queen</td><td>Princess</td></tr><tr><td>Killing them</td><td>1 Point</td><td>2</td><td>3</td><td>5</td><td>5</td><td>7</td><td>10</td><td>50</td><td>100</td><td>200</td><td>500</td></tr><tr><td>Enslavement</td><td>5 Points</td><td>6</td><td>7</td><td>10</td><td>10</td><td>14</td><td>20</td><td>100</td><td>200</td><td>400</td><td>1000</td></tr><tr><td>Conversion</td><td>10 points</td><td>11</td><td>12</td><td>15</td><td>15</td><td>25</td><td>40</td><td>200</td><td>500</td><td>1600</td><td>2000</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>50 points</td><td>55</td><td>60</td><td>75</td><td>90</td><td>125</td><td>200</td><td>1000</td><td>2500</td><td>8000</td><td>10000</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>100 points</td><td>110</td><td>120</td><td>150</td><td>180</td><td>250</td><td>400</td><td>2000</td><td>5000</td><td>16000</td><td>20000</td></tr><tr><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td><td></td></tr><tr><td>Tier 2</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Well this might be interesting..."

 Chapter 1

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    Without further adieu, the chapter


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    A large portal spread across the plain, and from it marched a column of fully armored soldiers.  The soldiers at full armor including helms, spears, shields and other apparel like breastplates.  Behind them, came several women and children. Of the children, more then half were male, while the minority was therefore female.


    After the humans walked through the portal several horses pulling covered carts walked through afterwards. There were several dozen more horses and carts then people, and without much thought the people started to gather around the horse carts and unload them.


    Man : "What are those?"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> This is a starter pack, complete with everything you need to found your new settlement.


    Included with your citizens are ten polteps of each tier zero resource which your civilization requires to function. Your workers are auto tasked to set up camp right now, if you wish to proceed simply say "Skip Setup"  </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Skip setup?"


    And as if a magic button had been pressed the scene in front of him transformed, as if played in high speed, from an empty plain and ranks of people to a small village. He watched as the men and women unloaded the carts creating rather very large piles of various types of resources, such as wood, stone, water jugs, seeds, and various livestock.


    Once the carts were offloaded the citizens started to take some wood from the pile and arrange it in various rows, creating the outlines of structures which varied in sizes, from about ten meters square to some whose walls were dozens of meters long and the four central buildings were even larger then that! The largest buildings were placed towards the center, creating a square with a massive plaza in the middle, while the smaller ones, presumably houses and public buildings, were spread outwards in straight lines, creating streets which were roughly fifteen meters wide.


    Soon the time-lapse reached the point where the foundations had all been laid out, and slowly, or rather quickly, the buildings started to take shape, rising several at a time in an orderly fashion, creating an almost exact grid, centralized around the large plaza and the larger buildings.


    After about a minute had passed for the man, the inner buildings began to take shape at a slower rate then the houses, which were still building. He glanced around, wondering why there were hundreds of houses for such a small population. Baffled, he decided to ask the question aloud, due to the presence of the mysterious windows which had explained everything as of now.


    Man : "Why are there so many houses? I only have 55 people in my city, they could at most occupy 1/10 of these houses..."


    A blue window popped up, on que,


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Request for clarification acknowledged,


    Extra houses are being constructed due to the eventual expansion of population. Would you like to cancel the construction que on all houses which would be unused? </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "No, don''t do that..."


    The window disappeared, and the man went back to watching the construction. His workers had surprisingly constructed over half of the city by now, creating a picturesque Greek city, complete with Greek temples and an aqueduct.


    He walked towards the plaza, baffled once more as he watched the extreme speed at which the construction was going on around him. It took him a few minutes to walk from the outskirts of the city to the center of the large plaza, and by the time he got there, almost the entire city had been built, with the exception of a few outskirt houses and the large buildings around the plaza.


    As he stood in the plaza, he took a moment to take it all in.


    His feet were standing on a carved stone mosaic on the floor, while fountains and various empty gardens surrounded him. The plaza was massive, several hundred meters in each direction, and in the center of it all was a large circle of golden stone, different from anything else in the city.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> This is the town center, if invading forces reach this point your city will fall and if you have proceeded beyond tier one you will be exterminated and obliterated, fading into oblivion.  I your civilization is tier one or below then you will start over with what points you have left. This place is important, and your populous will defend it to their last.


    The town center is surrounded by four important buildings.


    ^


    In-front of you is the throne room, where the currently reigning king or emperor or council shall reign from. As you have chosen a Theocratic government the pope shall reside here.


    V


    Behind you is the Great Temple, the paragon and center of your citizens faith. You may set your religion at any time, although a change in religion is not recommended. The default religion is set to have the user as the sole god, but you can add in members of a lesser pantheon if you so choose. Currently you have one member of a lesser pantheon. This temple is also your house, and it is where you shall reside.


    Your citizens may worship here for "Faith Points". Faith points may be gained, but cannot be spent until you reach at least tier three in your civilization level. These points act independently to your normal points which are gained through combat.


    <---


    To your left is the War building. It allows you to manage your armies and your recruitment from one central place. Generals and officers may be promoted and trained here. You may also set the structure of your military here, whether you wish to have sole command of your troops, or allow them to act independently.


    --->


    To your right is the building of the Common Wealth. Normally this building is key to the happiness of your population, but due to the zealous worship perk given by the Theocratic government type, happiness is less important then your pope''s ability to control his populous.


    This building allows you to see all revenue and deficits in your empire. Taxes and Crop rotations may be changed here at any time, but be aware that they will take time to implement.</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Wait a minute... A member of a lesser pantheon? Who is that?"


    At the moment the man asked that question, the Temple was completed, sending a bright flash of light throughout the entire city. The workers who were building it immediately knelt down and started worshiping in the direction of the Temple.


    From the bright flash a young lady walked out. She was beautiful in every meaning of the word, a true goddess walking the planet. Her nude body walked down the steps with such grace and nobility that it was almost as if she was fully clothed or that clothing didn''t matter to her.


    Her bright silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her wings unfolded out from behind her, creating the dazzling spectacle of an angel descending from the bright temple as she jumped down the  steps and gracefully flew downward. Once she reached the bottom of the several hundred steps she continued walking, her wings once more retracting behind her, and forming to the profile of her body. Her glamorous body was on full display, large breasts open to the air and lower mouth uncovered completely. She walked past the kneeling citizens without so much as a glance at them, and they didn''t even so much as look up at her, they just continued kneeling and praying.


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    She continued walking until she appeared before the man, then she knelt down, her bare knee touching the ground, her wings drooping forward to cover her shoulders. A voice like that of an angel spoke out a moment later. It was melodic and harmonious in all aspects of the words. It was they type of voice that would stop a crying child or quell an argument.


    Angel Lady : "Unitox, your Alpha welcomes you to your new home..."


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Your Alpha will take over all explanation henceforth, although any question which she is unable to answer can still be answered by asking aloud. Farewell for now...</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Man : "Unitox? My name is Lance..."


    Angel Lady : "Forgive me, ''Lance'' is too rude, I can only call you, who is my creator, my god, and my universe, as something more appropriate."


    Lance : "And Unitox is more appropriate?"


    Angel Lady : "Indeed it is Unitox..."


    Lance : "Alright, fine... What is your name my sweet goddess?"


    He knelt down


    Angel Lady : "I am Irla, your Alpha goddess, currently I am tasked with nothing, but you need only ask me to do something and I will do that task until the end of time or die trying..."


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Your Alpha requires a task to do...


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Goddess Classification</td><td>Alpha Irla</td><td>Leadership</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>1</td><td>Combat</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution Progress</td><td>0/100</td><td>Management</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Ability</td><td>0/100</td><td>Goddess of the Faith</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Magic</td><td>0/100</td><td>Research</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Combat Experience</td><td>0</td><td>Scouting</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Emotional State</td><td>Locked 0%</td><td>Politics</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Current Task</td><td>Unassigned</td><td>Crop Growth</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr></tbody></table> </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance : "0% emotional capacity? Evolution progress? More Question Marks???"


    Irla : "Unitox, I am currently unassigned. You need only give me a task, and I will pursue it until the ends of the earth. For example, you could have me stimulate your citizens field growth, or have me scout for enemies."


    Lance was glancing at her body, staring at her pretty pink nipples and her openly exposed body which she gave no effort to hide. He then looked at her face, only to notice that she was completely indifferent to anything and everything which he was doing, including staring lustily at her body. His desires were dampened and killed off then, by the more rational thoughts and a sense of pity for this woman who was just created with the sole purpose of being used. She had no ability to do anything herself and had no ability to feel anything. He glanced back at the "Emotional state" section and confirmed that it said "Locked", meaning her emotions could be unlocked, he just didn''t know how, so he decided to ask.


    Lance : "Irla, how do I unlock your emotions."


    Irla : "My emotions are locked to maximize my efficiency during the start of your empire, Instead of longing for my Unitox, I will simply carry out the task. I do not know how to unlock them."


    Her face remained emotionless while she said this, but her wingtip twitched a bit, as if not expecting him to question that specific thing.


    Lance : "Well, first, put some clothing on..."


    Irla''s emotionless face showed a slight ripple as she nodded, walking towards the wagons which were still at the brink of the city. On top of some of them were several sets of cloths, she chose a light dress, tore two holes in the back of it thoughtlessly yet carefully, and then put it on.


    While this was happening Lance had been contemplating to himself about his predicament.


    Lance : *To fuck or not to fuck, for that is the question?*


    She came back, wearing a thin dress which did little to cover her gorgeous body. The slight bumps of her nipples could be seen through the fabric if he looked hard enough. She knelt down in-front of him again, and asked once more for a task to complete. He was put off by her robotic attitude and responses, and told her to go scout the area around them for enemies.


    She nodded, unfurling her wings and taking to the skies above the city before flapping them once and heading off further into the plains.


    As she was leaving he had caught a glimpse up the skirt of her dress, however brief it was, and had noticed that she had worn nothing underneath. Once more his thoughts went back to whether he would order her to do sexual things or wait until she actually had emotions before committing the act.


    He was broken out of his thoughts by the sudden movement of his workers, who had until now been kneeling towards the temple. They had resumed their original movements, moving away from the temple and towards the outside of the city.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Most of the city has been built, and your builders lay idle, please select another task.


    1) Build a wall,


    Option A) Wooden Palisade


    Option B) Stone Wall


    2) Construct Fields


    Option A) Wheat


    Option B) Rice


    Option C) Corn


    3) Form an Army


    Option A) Scout for enemies


    Option B) Drill


    Option C) Train the Children


    </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance : "I will take option 2A"


    This process went on for a few hours, as the city was rapidly being built up from small village to fortress. Lance thought it was remarkable how this flat plain had turned into a ghost city, largely empty save for the fifty some-odd citizens in the city built for thousands.


    As the sun was heading down on the side of the city which bordered the forest Irla returned, instantly heading towards Lance''s position.


    He was currently outside of the city looking over the fields which were already seeded. His builders, at his command, not the systems, had been digging an aqueduct from a river nearby to help water the fields.


    Irla : "Unitox, I have found several enemy civilizations near us, the closest towards the north. They number no more then forty, with more half of that being children and women. It would be an easy and excellent first conquest for your glorious city and your new army!"


    Lance nodded at her words, and decided to head out first thing in the morning to make a few easy points.


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 Chapter 2

    The sky glowed grey, indicating the coming dawn, as a small group of men and women waited outside of a small village.


    Inside of the village men and women were stirring, still groggy from the past nights sleep, and were just now getting ready for the proceeding of the long day ahead of them. They were completely unsuspecting of the danger that was looming beyond their small town.


    From the assembled soldiers outside of the village, one woman stepped forward, her wings spread, as she drew a sword of light, which dimly lit up the plains before the group.


    She glanced towards her commander and waited for his signal to begin.


    Irla : "Unitox, we are undetected as of now, you need but give the order and your conquest shall begin."


    Lance : "Kill only those who fight back, and surround the village first, we don''t want to let them flee."


    Irla thrust her sword into the ground between them, knelt down in her thin dress, and put her hands on the sword.


    Irla : "By your command Unitox. Tyndareus you may advance for the glory of your lord."


    A Spartan male, presumably their leader due to his dark red armor, which was different from the rest, stepped forward. He passed the orders on to the kneeling soldiers while the women took up bows and arrows and surrounded the village.


    Tyndareus marched with four other Spartans and Irla towards the village whilst the others spread out to aide the supporting archers.


    Currently there were ten spartan females and five spartan males surrounding the village while five spartan males, Lance and Irla were walking towards it.


    They walked straight into the village, and towards the largest house.


    A shout rang out in the city, as people ran out of their homes, rudimentary weapons in hand, a stone axe here, a shovel there, a pitchfork over there, but only half of the males had these pitiful weapons while the other half simply shielded their families with their bodies.


    A gnarled old man emerged from the largest house, leading an old wife behind him. He walked towards Tyndareus, seemingly not noticing Lance or Irla.


    Old Man : "May I ask what you are doing here soldier?"


    Tyndareus : "I have been sent by my god to conquer you. Do not resist your enslavement and it shall be painless and we shall treat you well. Those who resist shall die. Those who convert wholeheartedly shall be given a place among us. We have your village surrounded with fine warriors and archers, no matter which decision you make you are coming with us or dying. The choice is yours."


    At his words gasps and a few tidbits of snickers laughter could be heard around the now assembled group of villagers. If someone were to count them, there were nineteen males seventeen females and thirteen children


    The old man turned around, glancing around him. He gestured towards the crowd and a man came forward.


    Man : "My father is old, has he heard you correctly? You give us three options? Death Enslavement or Conversion? What makes you think we will be so compliant to your demands?"


    Tyndareus : "You don''t have to be compliant, just make a choice, resist or don''t. It only tells me who to kill."


    The man, who was identified as the village elder''s son, charged Tyndareus. A rather pitiful display of vanity, as Tyndareus was equipped in full armor with actual weapons while the man had only a pitchfork.


    Towards the man''s all out charge Tyndareus merely swatted to the side with his sword, knocking the charging man off course, and then instantly cut off his head in one clean stroke.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Through the death of a civilian by one of your soldiers, you have gained 2 points </td></tr></tbody></table>


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    Tyndareus : " ''All who resist shall die.'' Our God''s words... Any more fools among you?"


    At those words a few of the people started to kneel on the ground.


    While this was happening, Lance turned towards Irla


    Lance : " For the death of the man the points were instant, now that they are enslaved why haven''t I received points?"


    Irla : "Unitox, the enslavement requires a collar of obedience to be fully registered. They cost one point each and are permanent. If removed then the one whom the collar is attached to shall die, that is, unless you have fully converted the person to your culture. Once a slave has been converted the collar may be removed officially to make that person a citizen. That will give the extra conversion bonus."


    At that point Lance searched the "store" for the collar of obedience, and after having found what he was looking for he selected two of them.


    Two collars materialized at his feet out of bright blue energy. They were black leather collars, very simple looking things. Irla picked them up, brushing lance with her soft wing tip, and then handed them to Tyndareus. He took them, then turned back towards the assembled villagers.


    Tyndareus : "Shall I assume that you choose to be slaves instead of dieing a dogs death? Good, you... step forward.."


    Tyndareus pointed at the village elder to come forward. He sighed, tears in his eyes towards his dead son, but upon looking around and glancing behind him at his wife, he stepped forward quietly. Tyndareus leaned towards him and hooked the collar around his neck, creating a bright light in the early morning gloom. The collar retracted to his exact size and then turned metallic, going from black leather to a shiny black ring which was locked around the mans neck.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> You have chosen "Enslavement" for this village. Through the enslavement of the Village elder, their chance of conversion and conversion speed is enhanced.


    You have gained 10 points </td></tr></tbody></table>


    After a few more minutes of putting slave collars on people, the entire village had been enslaved. Tyndareus ordered the new additions to Lance''s empire to march towards his city and away from the village after gathering anything useful from the buildings.


    Lance ended the expedition with 198 more points then he started with, and almost fifty new slaves to aid his empires growth.


    Irla : "Has this conquest please the Unitox?"


    Lance : "Yes it has, but I am surprised at how easy this was, I mean, we only had to kill one person and then everyone submitted."


    Irla nodded, giving a heartwarming smile to Lance, but it was still devoid of emotion, simply movements of her face with no emotion behind it.


    Irla : "Yes, the Spartan''s have a certain intimidation bonus, allowing them to capture towns and cities more efficiently. If need be they can still slaughter but their peerless skills allow them show only a small demonstration of overwhelming strength and most adversaries will submit."


    Lance : "I am also slightly angry that you didn''t gain any combat experience. I was planning on seeing how strong you are in comparison to normal soldiers but I guess that will not happen for a while..."


    Irla grabbed his arm, lifting him into the sky with her wings.


    Irla : "I have detected an enemy presence in our vicinity, if you so wish I can go out and eliminate it for combat experience."


    Lance : "Ya, lets do that..."

 Chapter 3

    For the Record I was going to do this anyway.


    And for those who think that this is too quick for advancement hate to say it, but its not. Irla is still kind of a weak combat force in the grand scheme of things, and needs to get stronger in-order to be use-full. (Although level 200 power spikes can change that....)


    --------------------------------------------


    As he stared at the ground soaring past extremely quickly below him, Lance looked at it as it flew by and wondered where they were heading.


    Irla, as if to break his attention away from their traveling, spoke up, drawing his attention towards her.


    Irla : "There are several non human threats within our immediate vicinity. The most dangerous of these is a tier 4 monstrosity, which would require a civilization level of tier four or higher to subjugate. It is recommended that you heed this advisory before attempting to rid yourself of this threat. This particular tier 4 monster is actually a newborn of its kind, and has the potential to grow, however they normally lie dormant and come out to feed before going back to its slumber. As such, this should be the least of your worries right now, as not only is it currently dormant and is several hours away by air, which is several months by land.


    Other then this existence, there are a few other threats within an hours fly of here, the one which fits your purpose the most would be a monster den which is about to be below us now. These monsters are considered tier 1 monsters, but can be dangerous due to their large numbers. It is recommended to quell these monsters frequently due to their high reproduction rate, which easily surpasses your citizens. I have chosen this as our first destination, and we are arriving now..."


    Irla said, as she descended towards the ground.


    What appeared below them was a seemingly large settlement. It had several hundred buildings, resembling rudimentary mud huts in design. Some of these huts had Smoke billowing out of them, a sign that their occupants were currently eating their meals.


    Compared to the humans which he had subjugated earlier that day, the creatures which he was seeing in between the buildings looked far more dangerous. They stood about seven feet tall, with horns on their head which appeared to be about ten centimeters long, twisting about in a curling fashion, like a ram''s horns. They were red skinned, and incredibly burly with gnarled ugly faces. They appeared to be incredibly strong, as some of them were wrestling with each other, and it was creating large divots in the ground. If one watched this scene they might make the claim that this type of beast could rip a man''s arm clean out of its socket.


    Some of them appeared to be slightly less ugly then others and those particular ones had large bulging parts in the center of their chests. Lance guessed they were the women, but other then their breasts he couldn''t tell much that separated them from the males.


    In addition to being larger and bulkier then the humans, most of these beasts had weapons, ranging from bone swords to crude bows, some of the larger presumably more important ones even had bronze weapons. What was most dangerous about them however was their sheer number. Lance guessed that they easily numbered past five hundred, and possibly over a thousand.


    Ilta descended straight into the heart of the encampment, bringing no attention towards herself as she descended.


    Lance : "It''s like they can''t see us..."


    Irla : "They cannot Unitox... Our divine aura keeps us separated from inferior beings in a different plane of existence. We are invisible from mortals nor may they injure us. Only other gods may injure us in this state. Similarly only our followers may see us, and head our words, as we can decide those whom may lay their eyes upon us. However, in order to attack I must reveal myself and descend to their plane of existence."


    Lance : "Does killing these creatures give points? And if so, wouldn''t it be better to just enslave them?"


    Irla : "I am afraid they do not give points that way Unitox. Creatures such as these are not the same as those humans which you enslaved earlier. The civilizations which that rule applies to have certain base requirements. However, due to the immense difficulty of fighting something such as this and the danger it poses to your infant civilization, it will reward points. Even more so because you are a tier behind their base threat level."


    Lance : "Will it be a problem for you? I mean, you said they are strong..."


    Irla replied in an emotionless voice.


    Irla : "They should not be a problem for me in small numbers, but in a quantity this large I may not be able to finish them all off easily..."


    Lance : "Alright, well then lets get started..."


    Irla : "As you wish Unitox..."


    She drew her sword of light, and then she seemed to shimmer, as a barrier of air created itself around her. As this happened, one of the closest beasts snorted and then squealed a warning cry, bringing her to the attention of every other beast in the camp. They grabbed their weapons, even the women and what appeared to be children, and soon the entire camp was rushing to the point where the cry had originated from.


    Irla had let this cry happen so that she could group her enemies, and now that the cry had done its job, she promptly cut off the annoying sound, stabbing her long-sword of light straight into the beasts gullet, silencing it forever.


    In the blink of an eye, she had wrenched her sword from its neck, creating a black line of charred flesh as the sword of light was pulled out.


    The sword seemed to glow with the light of thousands of stars, and gave off a blazing feeling as if those stars were trapped inside and were waiting to escape, all the while releasing their powerful fury towards the sword.


    Its edge soon found itself passing through the chest of another beast, cutting through it like a starsword through beast carcass, which is even better then a hot knife through butter. The two halves of the body fell to the ground with a soft thud, the space where they were initially attached was now cauterized from the blazing heat of the sword.


    Irla moved on to the next charging beast, slicing it with little to no effort once again, but her lack of combat experience left her back open, and a beast got a lucky hit off on her wing, cliping one of the feathers on its boarder.


    Irla flinched as a line of crimson appeared on her pure white wings. The beast who inflicted the wound was dealt with instantly, becoming two more portions of roasted meat.


    The beasts charged forward however, seemingly oblivious to the corpses of their fallen comrades. They surrounded her, hoping to whittle down her hitpoints until she was dead or mortally wounded. Irla, noticing this, stuck her sword in the ground, creating a light barrier around her which was ten meters wide and five meters tall. Inside of it were five beasts, separated from the group.


    Irla : "Lightshield" At that, the barrier became a translucent membrane, which would not allow any other beasts inside of it.


    The five beasts inside, not noticing the lack of reinforcements from behind, charged blindly at the slightly wounded winged girl.


    Irla stood up, her sword still in the ground, from this position she put her two hands together, forming a massive greatsword, at least twice the size of her original sword. In an instant, she swung the sword, cutting three of the five attackers in half, once more searing their flesh, cauterizing their wounds. The other two seemed a bit more cautious now that she had a weapon. They backed off a bit, then spread out to encircle her.


    She did not give them the chance however, as she dashed forward, catching one off guard and cutting it in half separating it into a right half and a left half, each identical to the other side.


    The last beast, noticing it was alone, charged towards the barrier trying to flee, when it hit the barrier however, it was as if it had hit a stone wall, as it was stopped dead in its tracks. A moment later Irla''s greatsword found a place in its belly, impaling it it then roasting it from the inside.


    Irla glanced at the hundreds of beasts still outside of the barrier, not quite knowing how to take them all on at once.


    Lance : "Irla, how many of those can you form?"


    Irla : "Just two Unitox. This small one, and a large one. The large one will drain your power however, as it requires your divinity to form itself. Do I have permission to use it."


    Lance nodded, and Irla shoved the greatsword into the ground. Instantly a far larger dome, one which encompassed the entire beast camp with no problem at all appeared.


    Irla : "God''s Relm"


    The shimmering barrier partially solidified, creating a thin membrane which had a gelatinous look to it.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Your Alpha has opened up a realm with your divinity, due to her low magic level the aspects which you may give to it are limited, however frequent use of this skill shall boost her proficiency in using it vastly. Your current options are shown below. Due to limitations on caster level, you may not alter these currently.


    Current power drain .01% a second


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Summoner</td><td colspan=''2''>Irla</td></tr><tr><td>Summoner Magic Level</td><td colspan=''2''>6</td></tr><tr><td>Summoner Divinity</td><td colspan=''2''>Light</td></tr><tr><td>Summoner God''s Relm Level</td><td colspan=''2''>1</td></tr><tr><td>Attributes</td><td>Effect</td><td>Yes /No</td></tr><tr><td>Barrier</td><td>Turns the shield into a barrier, stopping movement</td><td>Yes</td></tr><tr><td>Healing</td><td>Heals Friendly Units inside of the barrier</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>Magic Shield</td><td>Stops magic from going through the shield</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>Projectile Shield</td><td>Stops enchanted and normal enemy arrows from passing through the shield</td><td>Yes</td></tr><tr><td>Boon Field Level 1</td><td>Grants various good effects to friendlies inside of the barrier</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>Bane Field Level 1</td><td>Grants various negative effects to enemies inside of the barrier</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>Experience modifier Level 1</td><td>Grants bonus experience to friendlies inside of the barrier</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>Attrition field level 1</td><td>Puts Various negative status effects on anyone within the Barrier</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>True Gods Relm</td><td>?????</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>No</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>No</td></tr></tbody></table>


    </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance glanced at this, wanting the extra effects, but alas he was unable to get them due to Irla''s low level. He also felt a slight drain on his energy, like he ran up a flight of stairs ten minutes ago and was just about recovered, with only a slight disturbance in his breathing pattern.


    Irla now had no weapon, as both of her swords, the longsword and the greatsword, were plunged into the ground creating barriers, due to this she stood there with no action to take.


    Lance : "Irla, I have an idea"


    Irla turned in the direction of her master, and then knelt down.


    Irla : "Whatever you wish Unitox, I shall carry it out."


    Lance : "Hold on a minute while I search for a weapon..."


    Lance brought up his "Search Bar" to look for a weapon for Irla, and his first thoughts as a twenty first century man was towards a gun.


    Lance : "Search, pistol"


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Tier</td><td>Cost (Points)</td></tr><tr><td>Revolver</td><td>4 (Early)</td><td>4,000,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Semi Automatic Pistol</td><td>4 (Mid-Late)</td><td>55,000,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Fully Automatic Pistol</td><td>4(Late)</td><td>105,000,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Say "see more" to see more options</td><td>Say "see more" to see more options</td><td>Say "see more" to see more options</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance nearly fell over in shock at the prices which were in the billions. He assumed that there was no way at all that he would be getting one of those any time soon, so he simply gave up on that idea.


    Lance : "I can''t seem to get you a good weapon, are you sure you can''t make anymore?"


    Irla : "I can Unitox, however the drain of keeping up two barriers is rather large, I am afraid if I were to summon my spear and engage in combat I may take additional damage. If that is what you wish, you need only say it and I shall charge into the hordes with all of my might.


    Lance : "No, dont do that, no need to take free damage. What about spells, do you have anything which can pierce the lightshield yet still deal damage?"


    Irla : "Indeed I do Unitox. I posses several offensive magics which can pierce my lightshield."


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Your Alpha wishes to use divine magic. This will drain your powers in exchange for far greater firepower then normal magic. A list of spells and their costs is listed below.


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Spell</td><td>Tier</td><td>Spell Level / Exp</td><td>Burden</td><td>Type/range</td></tr><tr><td>Strength</td><td>0</td><td>0 - 0.00%</td><td>.01 - 2.0</td><td>Passive - Self or Area</td></tr><tr><td>Healing</td><td>0</td><td>0 - 0.00%</td><td>.01 - 2.0</td><td>Passive - Self or Area</td></tr><tr><td>Swiftness</td><td>0</td><td>0 - 0.00%</td><td>.01 - 2.0</td><td>Passive - Self or Area</td></tr><tr><td>Longsword Summon</td><td>1</td><td>0 - 31.62%</td><td>.03</td><td>Weapon - Self</td></tr><tr><td>Lightshield</td><td>1</td><td>0 - 23.41%</td><td>.03</td><td>Barrier - Self</td></tr><tr><td>Lightspear Summon</td><td>1</td><td>0 - 0.00%</td><td>.03</td><td>Weapon - Self</td></tr><tr><td>Greatsword Summon</td><td>2</td><td>0 - 81.12%</td><td>.1</td><td>Weapon - Self</td></tr><tr><td>Searing Blast</td><td>2</td><td>0 - 0.00%</td><td>.1</td><td>Offesive Magic - 10 M</td></tr><tr><td>Magic Missle</td><td>2</td><td>0 - 0.00%</td><td>.1</td><td>Offensive Magic - 1 target</td></tr><tr><td>God''s Relm</td><td>5</td><td>1 - 11.64%</td><td>8.1</td><td>Current range 712 M</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site.</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance : "Stay inside the shield and pick off enemies using your two offensive spells. Just grind them down. When you judge their number low enough, dissipate the shield and fight with your sword again."


    Irla : "As you wish Unitox"


    Lance and Irla spent the next hour or so shooting metaphorical fish in a barrel with magic spells. The beasts had realized what was happening after the first few shots and had vainly attempted to break the lightshield, but only succeeded in making themselves easier targets to hit.


    During the first half of the slaughter Irla had remained completely untouched inside of the yellowish bubble of light, completely isolated with the squealing beasts outside, much to their frustration. They had charged and hacked at the barrier during most of it, but didn''t even dent the translucent membrane, and their weapons just glanced off it like it was an unmovable wall.


    After they realized that there was no way they were going to kill the mysterious angel of death while she was inside of this mysterious bubble, they ran away, only to discover that they were trapped by a far larger one.


    They ran around like chickens without heads when they realized that their fate had been sealed, that was, until Irla had judged that she had thinned their number enough and shut down the shield herself so that she would be able to gain additional melee combat experience.


    With only a few enemies around she withdrew her longsword from the ground, dissipating the lightshield. Instantly she charged forward towards the nearest enemies and proceeded to slice them apart with little to no effort.


    The beasts, upon noticing that the invulnerable shield was no longer there, charged her and surrounded Irla once more, but they numbered only around two hundred now, and the scattered corpses of their fallen comrades made it far harder to fight then they had anticipated.


    Irla dashed through them at speeds they couldn''t respond to, slicing many in half with a single pass, and then proceeded to jump off a tree to do the same thing in a different direction.


    Killing the remaining enemies took slightly longer then using magic despite their lower number. This was mainly because of the fatigue Irla had built up from the prolonged combat.


    Soon however, she knelt once again before her Unitox, with light wounds here and there from where the beasts had gotten lucky hits off. Surrounding her almost a thousand corpses lay, some cut in half, others just ashes from the obliterating power of her light magic. She remained largely untouched by the bloodshed, having only slight traces of blood on her wings and arms.


    Suddenly she started glowing with light, a rather strange phenomenon from Lance''s point of view, but everything was explained with the next window.


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Clearing out a dangerous camp of a higher tier gives you a modifier of times 10 for points gained. You have been successful in clearing out a Tier 2 monster camp as a tier 0 civilization, receiving a bonus modifier of 100 times. This bonus applies to evolution points and experience points gained from any tier 0 units used in the combat.


    The base reward for clearing out a tier two camp is 100 points per monster, you have successfully killed 891 monsters, and have enough points to evolve your Alpha and buy another, or advance your civilization.  What would you like to spend them on? </td></tr></tbody></table>


    <table><tbody><tr><td> Current Points : 8,910,198


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Goddess Classification</td><td>Alpha Irla</td><td>Leadership</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>215</td><td>Combat</td><td>5+222</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution Progress</td><td>222/100</td><td>Management</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Ability</td><td>115/100</td><td>Goddess of the Faith</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Magic</td><td>110/100</td><td>Research</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Combat Experience</td><td>445500 (All units defeated x Exp per unit)</td><td>Scouting</td><td>6</td></tr><tr><td>Emotional State</td><td>Locked 0%</td><td>Politics</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Current Task</td><td>Unassigned</td><td>Crop Growth</td><td>5</td></tr><tr><td>Alert! Evolution Available!!!</td><td>Cost To Evolve : 1M</td><td>Gained Stats : ?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr></tbody></table>


    </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance was debating within himself. Does he choose the evolution, or the immediate stat bonus.


    Then, he was struck by a thought. Why not stay tier one and let his civilization advance "naturally" while taking his fucking op angel of death to clear out all of the camps she can and make her like a starter pokemon. Something to fall back on if you are in danger of losing. Seeing her decimate the tier 2 beasts with ease and her new increased stats, as well as the modifiers convinced him.


    Lance : "Search Goddesses"


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td>Specialty</td><td>Tier</td><td>Level</td><td>Cost</td></tr><tr><td>Kira</td><td>Leadership</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Ionna</td><td>Combat</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Urara</td><td>Goddess of the Faith</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Coltra</td><td>Research</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Numa</td><td>Scouting</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Fia</td><td>Politics</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Hiora</td><td>Agriculture</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr><tr><td>Relna</td><td>Generalist</td><td>0</td><td>1</td><td>1,000,000</td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance thought for a moment, before making his choice.


    Lance : "I chose to evolve Irla"


    <table><tbody><tr><td> 1 Million points have been deducted </td></tr></tbody></table>


    Lance : *Oh that hurts...* Lance winced as he watched his now massive net worth plummet by 11% but he knew, based off of what he just saw, that this was the correct option.


    <table><tbody><tr><td colspan=''3''>Irla''s Evolution options</td></tr><tr><td>Angel of Death</td><td>Angel of Light</td><td>Angel of Neutrality</td></tr><tr><td>+++ Combat Stats</td><td>+++ Civilization Health</td><td>+ all stats</td></tr><tr><td>++ Combat Magic</td><td>++ Healing Magic</td><td>+ Civilization growth</td></tr><tr><td>+ Offensive Spells</td><td>+ Crop Growth</td><td>+ Loyalty</td></tr></tbody></table>


    A new table popped up, listing three options for evolution paths. Lance looked at the options, and after only thinking for a moment chose the "Angel of Death" option.


    Irla let out a gasp, and started glowing even more brightly. A moment later she let out an agonizing yell, falling to her knees and grasping her chest. Her silvery hair and white wings faded to a shallow grey, while the blood stains on her wings died that certain part of her wings red, creating a grey and red goddess. Soon the transformation was done, and before Lance was a "new" Irla. Lance thought the white looked better on her and that she looked rather bland with the grey color instead of the white, but it did little to hide her beauty, which still was prevalent through the coloring.


    He opened up her stat table, and instantly Lance was satisfied at his choice.


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Goddess Classification</td><td>Alpha Irla</td><td>Combat Leadership</td><td>5 + 300</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>215</td><td>Combat</td><td>5+222+500</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution Progress</td><td>122/100</td><td>Management</td><td>5 + 10</td></tr><tr><td>Ability</td><td>315/1000</td><td>Goddess of War</td><td>5 + 500</td></tr><tr><td>Magic</td><td>310/1000</td><td>Research</td><td>5 + 10</td></tr><tr><td>Combat Experience</td><td>445500 (All units defeated x Exp per unit)</td><td>Scouting</td><td>6 + 300</td></tr><tr><td>Emotional State</td><td>50%</td><td>Politics</td><td>5 + 10</td></tr><tr><td>Current Task</td><td>Unassigned</td><td>Crop Growth</td><td>5 + 10</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution 1</td><td>Angel of war</td><td>Enhanced Strength</td><td>300 (class)</td></tr><tr><td>Alert! Evolution Available!!!</td><td>Cost To Evolve : 5M</td><td>Gained Stats : ?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr></tbody></table>


    He read the bottom line, and spoke, this time with no hesitation.


    Lance : "I chose to evolve Irla"


    He grimaced again as 5 million more points were deducted from his pool and then another menu popped up infront of him.


    <table><tbody><tr><td colspan=''3''>Irla''s Evolution options</td></tr><tr><td>Arch-Angel Of Destruction</td><td>Arch-Angel Of Chaos</td><td>Arch-Angel Of Slaughter</td></tr><tr><td>++ Combat Stats (Magic and Melee)</td><td>++++ Combat Stats (Magic)</td><td>++++ Combat Stats (Melee)</td></tr><tr><td>++ Destruction Spells</td><td>++ Aura Of Chaos</td><td>++ Aura Of Slaughter</td></tr><tr><td>+ Combat Stamina (Magic and Melee)</td><td>++ Magic Stamina</td><td>++ Melee Stamina</td></tr><tr><td colspan=''3''>Additional Effects</td></tr><tr><td>Name</td><td>Type</td><td>Effect</td></tr><tr><td>Aura of Domination</td><td>Passive</td><td>Lower Enemy Moral</td></tr><tr><td>Fire Resistance</td><td>Passive</td><td>30%</td></tr><tr><td>Shock Resistance</td><td>Passive</td><td>30%</td></tr><tr><td>Ice Resistance</td><td>Passive</td><td>30%</td></tr><tr><td>Pierce Resistance</td><td>Passive</td><td>20%</td></tr></tbody></table>


    He glanced at them, trying to decide which one he wanted. Magic, Melee or hybrid.


    Melee people are vulnerable to cc and range, while ranged people are vulnerable to melee. It truly was a dilemma. In the end he chose Arch-Angel of Chaos because of the overpowering might of the magic which she showed earlier on in the fight.


    Once again she started glowing, and crying out in pain, as a light shone from her. The grey darkened, creating pitch black wings with crimson patterns on them. Her silver hair was left untouched along with her pale white skin. At this point however, a black halo appeared above her head, signifying her advance.


    He opened up her stat page and was once more astounded by the changes which had taken place.


    <table><tbody><tr><td>Goddess Classification</td><td>Alpha Irla</td><td>Combat Leadership</td><td>5 + 2300</td></tr><tr><td>Level</td><td>215</td><td>Combat</td><td>5+222+5500</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution Progress</td><td>22/100</td><td>Management</td><td>-300 Doesn''t like Incompetence</td></tr><tr><td>Ability</td><td>3315/10000</td><td>Goddess of War</td><td>5 + 5500</td></tr><tr><td>Magic</td><td>16310/20000</td><td>Research</td><td>5 + 100</td></tr><tr><td>Combat Experience</td><td>445.5K (All units defeated x Exp per unit)</td><td>Scouting</td><td>6 + 2300</td></tr><tr><td>Emotional State</td><td>100% - Undyingly loyal</td><td>Politics</td><td>-2870 Doesn''t like to Compromise</td></tr><tr><td>Current Task</td><td>Unassigned</td><td>Crop Growth</td><td>5 + 100</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution 1</td><td>Angel of war</td><td>Enhanced Strength</td><td>300 (class)</td></tr><tr><td>Evolution 2</td><td>Arch-Angel of Chaos</td><td>Aura of Chaos</td><td>3000 (class)</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr><tr><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td><td>?????</td></tr></tbody></table>


    She stood up, smiling this time. Her smile was gorgeous, and full of emotion


    Irla : "Does my new state please you Unitox?"


    Lance : "Indeed it does..."


    Irla hugged him, bringing him into her embrace, then kissed him.


    Irla : "Shall we go back to the city my lord?"


    Lance, still baffled by the sudden kiss just nodded, allowing the new black Irla to pick him up effortlessly and take off at subsonic speeds towards the city which was only a day old.


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 Chapter 4

    Irla looked down at her Unitox while they were flying, and then a smile spread across her face. Lance had been looking down, staring at the forest as it flew past, seemingly contemplating something.


    Irla : "It feels so good Unitox..."


    Lance''s concentration broke from his thoughts, as he turned his head to glance upwards at the Arch-Angel of Chaos who was carrying him through the mid morning sky.


    Lance : "What does Irla?"


    At his quick question the beautiful goddess let out an enchanting giggle, as she turned her head to look downwards at him, her silvery hair flowing behind her.


    Irla : "Many things. For a start, the knowledge that I have been useful for you... this alone fills me with joy and happiness. That''s the thing...Emotions... They burn within me, igniting the once cold and immovable heart inside my chest. Can you hear it Unitox?"


    She brought him slightly closer towards her, moving her arm ever so slightly and pushing his head towards her left breast, above her heart.


    Irla : "My heartbeat... I have you to thank for my existence. You created me in your mind''s image. I am your embodied subconscious desire, your brainchild of fantasy... Yet at the same time, I was nothing but a farce of your dreams. A husk if you would... I felt nothing, good or bad. Not fear, not compassion, nor love, nothing. I was so cold and isolated, undeserving of this life which you have given me."


    Irla lifted him even more, bringing him directly in-front of her face. She paused her face a foot away, and slowed her flight, allowing them a respite from the rather loud wind.


    Her hair, which had been plastered backwards due to the wind-force, drooped downwards, encasing their two faces in a silver veil of hair from the outside world. She smiled again, drawing him closer, within mere inches of her face.


    Irla : " But that has changed now... As you gave me life, you have given me emotion. From happiness, to joy and hatred, fear and compassion... even the most complex emotion of them all..."


    At that moment Irla leaned down, covering his lips with hers, much to his surprise. He stared at her, slightly baffled at the sudden forwardness. She took his head, brought it in closer, once more sealing his lips. For a much longer period of time. During this, he closed his eyes, trying to enjoy the moment.


    Twenty seconds or so later, she released his lips. He opened his eyes to a strange feeling of wetness. Upon investigation he noticed that Irla was crying, just a few tears from each eye, but what accompanied them was not sadness, but a brilliant smile.


    Irla : " Love... You have graced me with complexity beyond a simple bag of meat, or a mindless puppet.


    She inhaled deeply, and a loving caring smile, full of life and Irla''s realization of its beauty appeared on her face. She exhaled, and Lance was buffeted with warm moist air from her lungs.


    Irla : "From you stems this life. So it is yours... "


    Irla leaned down to kiss him again, embracing his lips for a few moments before looking down and taking a long look at the world around her. Tears of joy about the beauty of the world fell from her eyes, newly minted by the feelings given to her.


    Irla : "From you stems these emotions... So they are yours..."


    Irla : "From you stems this love, so it too, is yours...


    Please allow me this however Unitox... If, by some twisted, bizarre, unrelenting twist of fate, I was ever detrimental to your cause..."


    She paused, taking a large breath. Lance reached up, knowing what she would say, instead he gave her no option to say it, and simply kissed her back, lifting one of his arms to wipe her tears from her face.


    Lance : "Be quiet woman and let me kiss you oh goddess of my dreams. Don''t worry about the details, that is my job. I am but a complex man Irla. I honestly can''t say if I actually believe all that is happening. For all I know I could be dreaming, for all I know, someone slipped some LSD in my food or my drink or however the hell you ingest that shit. As such, for all I know I could be lying passed out in a hospital bed somewhere."


    Irla seemed a bit distraught by this and was visibly saddened by the logic that went into that statement, even if she didn''t understand most of it due to the foreign wording, she still understood the meaning of the words used to an extent. She started crying again, this time for a different reason.


    Lance just kissed her again, prompting a confused face to appear on Irla.


    Lance : "You didn''t let me finish.... This may just be some pipe dream, or I may be high or wasted. But who gives a shit. You are "the embodiment of my dreams" quite literally. Here I am, in a completely desolate world with the chance to become a god.


    I can... Alter reality, make love to a goddess, have people worship me. What person would give this up? If I were to wake up in a bed somewhere I might just commit suicide from the lack of what could have been had I only stayed in this dreamland a little longer."


    Irla hugged him with such vigor that they actually slightly shook in the air due to their low airspeed. Irla instantly corrected when this happened, but Lance just let out a nervous laugh.


    Irla leaned closer to him, her face growing flush from her passing thoughts.


    Irla : "You know Unitox... This body is unclaimed by a man. You need only say "yes" to my love and we shall make love..."


    Irla''s hand started edging closer towards Lance''s crotch. Her face grew even redder as she did this, the blush expanding from her face all the way to the tips of her ears. Lance took one of his arms and carefully moved her hand away. Irla, seeing this, was extremely saddened, and cast her face downwards.


    Irla : "Is that a "No" Unitox?"


    Lance : "No, not at all... We are simply flying through the sky... Such a thing is essentially impossible at this speed. Lets just wait until we get back to the city for that..."


    Irla gave a happy smile at his words, and then nodded, accelerating faster and faster eager to get to her destination as fast as possible.


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    As they were descending towards the temple in the heart of the city, Lance glanced around the sprawling city, only to find a citizen here and a citizen there. He thought it was odd that his city was largely empty despite its size, and resolved himself to bump up his population with the extra points after acquiring a second goddess. He still had 2.9 million left after the six million he had used to evolve Irla twice.


    He didn''t know how much they would cost in comparison to the Goddess, but he didn''t think it would be much.


    Irla landed on the floor very softly, and was greeted by two bowing women. They were young and beautiful, and although one of them looked slightly older then the other they could both be considered to be young adults.


    Lance : "Who are they?"


    Irla kissed him, then smiled. She motioned towards the two women, and they came forward and started undressing the two of them.


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    Irla : "These are your priestesses. They are in-charge of your faith. They serve me and you, while maintaining a position of power equivalent to the pope due to their direct interaction with us."


    Irla stood still, as the older of the two priestesses slipped the dress off of her body, revealing her pale skin beneath. The revealed skin was flawless, not a freckle or mole anywhere, simply perfection in the sunlight at the top step of the temple.


    The younger one moved towards Lance, bowing before taking his shirt off. She slid her hands carefully along his chest downwards, her breath hot against his spine. A moment later she slid his pants and underwear down, revealing the rest of his body. After a moment the two priestesses looked away, exaggerated blushes and movements by them as they faced the exact opposite direction from his nude body. Irla giggled as he vainly tried to cover up out of an ingrained societal feeling of shame. She walked towards him, moving his hand gently out of the way of his genitalia, embracing him in a kiss as her bare breasts pressed forwards onto his chest. The two


    Irla : "Relax Unitox. You are among loyal worshipers here. Instead of ridiculing you for your exposed body they would rather revere it and praise it, burning the image into their minds so that it may comfort their bodies on lonely nights. You may look on at my Unitox for you are his priestesses. Remember my generosity mortals, and serve him well."


    The priestesses nodded at that, then turned back to stare at Lance''s body in wonder, engraving the sight into their minds. Their hands slowly started to descend towards their nether regions as their minds wandered.


    Irla grabbed Lance by the arm, leading him into the temple and leaving the two masturbating priestesses to themselves.


    Inside the front door of the temple was a long hall, with Greek architecture. It had large twenty meter tall pillars on either side of it, leading to a large statue on a massive throne at the end of the room. Lance looked at the statue, noticing it was himself, and then looked around in awe at the majestic building before him.


    Inside the main hall, off to the sides of the columns were gardens with fountains, and some seating areas. It looked more like a public park then a temple, save the walls and the holes in the ceiling to let in light. After a moment in a daze, he was awoken again by the giggling Irla as she moved towards the statue of him.


    Below the fifty meter tall stone statue was a normal sized double door seated in the exact middle of the throne. Irla opened it with no hesitation at all, and it revealed a long corridor with 4 doors on either side. Each one was spaced out equidistantly, separated by several dozen meters.


    At the end of this long hall, was a set of golden doors, three meters tall and five meters wide. Their exterior had carved patterns on them making them look extremely important. Irla lead him towards this door, the slightly cooler air touching their exposed skin.


    Again, once they reached it she opened it with no hesitation at all, revealing a large garden at the direct center of the temple. There was a hole in the ceiling letting in light, illuminating the room. In the center, under the hole, was a large circle, surrounded by water on all sides. Off to the sides of the room appeared to be standard living supplies. Towards the back, past the hole in the ceiling, couches, seats chairs tables and a large bed could be seen.


    Irla lead him towards the bed, a giddy feeling surrounding her as if she could hardly contain her excitement.


    Irla lied down on the bed, her entire face red, and spread apart her legs. She was gasping for air at the sheer adrenaline pumping through her. Of all of her newly acquired emotions which she was struggling to control, one was screaming at her to get something done.


    Irla : "Please... Take me..."


    Lance was pulled down onto the bed, and landed with his face just inches away from Irla''s. He laughed a bit, giving a smile then rolling over on-top of her.


    Lance : "Ok..."


    That was all he said before making sure everything was in order.


    He reached down with his hand to make sure that she was prepared, only to find a veritable ocean below, at her second mouth. He looked at this chaste girl in bewilderment.


    Irla, seemingly innocent, just leaned in to kiss him. Once that was done she whispered into his ear seductively.


    Irla : "All this time, since I received my emotions. This moment was all I could think about..."


    She raised her hips, shoving them into his fingers, then sliding herself downwards to rub herself on his leg.


    Irla : "You are everything. This moment is the most important moment of my life so far... Please... I am prepared... take me..."


    Lance didn''t know what he was waiting for, so he aligned himself and slowly started to move his hips forward. He felt a strong force resisting his thrust, as Irla let out a gasp of pain. He paused his thrust for a moment, letting her catch her breath. Tears were running down her eyes.


    She looked distraught that he had stopped, and soon embraced him, drawing his face towards her chest.


    Irla : "Please, don''t stop.. These are tears of joy, not pain. Pain I can cope with, as I am specialized in combat. Joy however, is new to me. I do not know how to contain something which feels as though my chest will explode into millions of pieces simply because my body is too small to contain this monumental happiness. So, please... proceed..."


    Lance thrust once more, giving it more force then before, as he slowly proceeded, savoring that feeling of deflowering a virgin. Irla''s tears and cries grew slightly stronger for a second or two before the force disappeared and a slight red trickle appeared below them, staining the sheet crimson. Irla started laughing, her girlish voice filling the empty room. She then, while they were still connected below the hips, pushed Lance backwards onto his back. She tensed her legs, causing her to rise upwards, pulling herself almost off of his divine instrument, before letting her leg strength go and watching Lance''s face as pleasure overcame him.


    Irla continued working her legs for a while before Lance''s face twisted with pleasure and he ejaculated inside of her. She was extremely happy when she saw slight white stuff trickling out of her nether region. She took the trickles with her finger, and popped them into her mouth. Savoring the taste, before pulling herself off of his now limp cock. She layed herself down beside him, pulling his head gently into her breasts. He gave a content sigh as he drifted off into a nap, slightly tired by the events that had happened already today. As Irla watched, an extremely brilliant smile on her face.


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    Alright, hope you liked it... I have been busy the last few days with an eagle scout project, so I haven''t had time to upload. The next chapter shall be following Irla :D :D Look forward to it later today probably (Depends on how long painting stuff takes...)