In Another World With My Building Skills, And Made My Own Kingdom

The God of Creation and I Have a Talk

Kenta stood in his palace, feeling the weight of the new powers bestowed upon him by the thirteen gods. The energy of creation thrummed through his veins, and he felt an almost overwhelming sense of purpose and potential. As he contemplated the immense responsibility that came with his new abilities, he felt a sudden, intense presence behind him.

He turned around and was met with an aura of incredible power. Before him stood a figure radiating a divine glow, her presence filling the space with an energy that was both overwhelming and comforting.

"Greetings, Kenta," the figure said, her voice melodious and soothing. "I am the God of Creation."

Kenta bowed deeply, recognizing the supreme deity before him. "It is an honor to meet you, God of Creation."

The deity smiled warmly. "You may call me Aria. I'm impressed by your works, Kenta. The other gods have told me much about you."

Kenta was taken aback by her words. "Aria, I am humbled by your praise."

Aria stepped closer, her eyes filled with a deep, ancient wisdom. "I am actually the father of all the gods and the one who reincarnated you here. Your journey has been extraordinary, and it has caught my attention. As a gift, I have given you eternal life because you cannot truly call yourself a god without immortality."

Kenta felt a surge of energy as the gift of immortality settled within him. He looked at Aria with gratitude. "Thank you, Aria. I will use this gift to continue serving and creating for the good of all."

Aria's smile grew even warmer. "Are you worried about your family? Don't worry. When they die of old age, they will go to the world you have created. You will not be separated from them."

A sense of relief washed over Kenta. Knowing that his family would join him in the world he would create eased his worries. "Thank you for this reassurance, Aria."

"But that is not all," Aria continued. "I have given you other abilities such as omniscience, omnipotence, and omnibenevolence. You are now all-knowing, all-powerful, and supremely good. In addition, you have been blessed with Administration, Apostleship, Craftsmanship, Discernment, Encouragement, Evangelism, Faith, Giving, Healing, Helping, Hospitality, Intercession, Knowledge, Leadership, Mercy, Miracles, Prophecy, Serving, Shepherding, Teaching, Tongues & Interpretation, and Wisdom."

Kenta was stunned by the list of abilities granted to him. Each one was a powerful gift, enhancing his capacity to create, lead, and support others. "Aria, this is overwhelming. I don't know how to thank you."

Aria chuckled softly. "Oh? Have I given you a lot? Sorry, I think this all suits you because I kind of like you."

Kenta smiled, feeling a connection with Aria that went beyond their divine roles. "I am honored by your trust and your gifts. I will do my best to live up to them."

Aria nodded. "I have no doubt that you will. Your journey is far from over, Kenta. With these abilities, you can create a world that reflects your vision and values. You can guide and support your people in ways you never imagined."

Kenta felt a renewed sense of determination. The power within him was vast, but so was his responsibility. "I will use these gifts wisely, Aria. I will create a world of harmony, balance, and growth."

Aria placed a hand on his shoulder, her touch both gentle and powerful. "Remember, Kenta, you are not alone. The other gods and I will be watching over you, ready to support you if needed. Trust in yourself and your abilities. You are capable of great things."

With that, Aria began to fade, her divine presence slowly diminishing. "Farewell for now, Kenta. May your journey be filled with light and love."

As Aria's presence disappeared, Kenta felt a profound sense of purpose and clarity. The blessings and abilities he had received were immense, but he felt ready to embrace them. He looked out over his kingdom, knowing that his role had expanded far beyond its borders.

Kenta took a deep breath, feeling the divine energy coursing through him. He was now a god, a creator, and a guide. His journey was just beginning, and with the blessings of Aria and the other gods, he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.

With a heart full of hope and determination, Kenta set his sights on the future. The world he would create was a reflection of his dreams and values, and he was ready to embark on this new chapter of his existence.

The adventure was far from over, and Kenta was prepared to embrace it with all his strength and wisdom. The blessing from the God of Creation had opened a new realm of possibilities, and Kenta stepped forward, ready to shape a world that embodied the best of his vision and ideals.

As Kenta stood before the gods, he felt a profound sense of awe and responsibility. The room, filled with the luminescence of divine presence, seemed to hum with the collective power of the deities. Each god, seated on their ornate thrones, exuded an aura that was both intimidating and reassuring.

The God of Creation, radiating a soft, golden light, stepped closer to Kenta. Her eyes, filled with ancient wisdom and kindness, locked onto his. "Kenta, do you understand the gravity of the gifts you have received?"

Kenta nodded slowly. "I do. These powers are beyond anything I could have imagined. I promise to use them wisely and for the betterment of all."

She smiled gently. "We believe in your potential. Your journey so far has proven your resilience, your integrity, and your capacity for growth. These qualities are why we have chosen to bestow these blessings upon you."

Kenta felt a swell of pride and determination. The blessings he had received were not just gifts; they were a testament to the faith the gods had in him. He knew he had to live up to their expectations and use his newfound powers to bring about positive change.

As he pondered the immense potential of his abilities, Kenta felt a shift in the atmosphere. The room seemed to grow brighter, and the gods' forms shimmered with an ethereal glow. The God of Creation raised her hand, and a beautiful, intricate symbol appeared in the air. It spun slowly, emanating a warm, golden light.

"This," she said, "is the Seal of Creation. It will guide you in using your powers. Whenever you doubt yourself or need direction, focus on this seal, and it will reveal the path you should take."

Kenta watched in awe as the symbol floated towards him, settling just above his heart. He felt a surge of energy, a deep connection to the fabric of existence itself. It was as if the very essence of creation was now a part of him.

With the Seal of Creation now a part of him, Kenta felt a profound sense of clarity and purpose. The room around him seemed to fade away, and he found himself standing in a vast, open expanse. The sky above was a tapestry of swirling colors, and the ground beneath his feet felt solid yet ethereal.

In this liminal space, Kenta could sense the presence of all the gods, their collective will guiding him. He took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his new responsibilities. He was not just a ruler or an adventurer anymore; he was a creator, a guardian of worlds.

Kenta's mind raced with possibilities. He thought about his kingdom, his family, and the people who had supported him throughout his journey. He imagined the kind of world he wanted to create, one where peace, prosperity, and justice prevailed. A world where his children could grow up free from fear and want.

The God of Creation's voice echoed in his mind, gentle and encouraging. "Remember, Kenta, that with great power comes great responsibility. Your actions will shape the lives of countless beings. Use your gifts wisely, and always stay true to your values."

Kenta nodded, a steely resolve settling within him. "I will. Thank you for believing in me."

As the vision faded and Kenta found himself back in the divine hall, he looked at the gods with renewed determination. He felt their collective support and knew that he was not alone in this journey. The gods had entrusted him with their power, and he would honor that trust with every fiber of his being.

End Of Chapter 30