Almighty Me

III

Sierra spent the next three hours documenting every single thing, from how her body felt when she woke up as Goddess Neira to the name of the smallest city of the southern kingdom. Most of that world issues were common to Sierra's world so it was not that difficult for her to come up with a plan to solve them. Therefore, she started thinking about it right away. She had ordered Cernan to announce her arrival throughout the kingdom, to the royalty in particular so her mission started with the corrupted politicians. It would not be difficult to take care of them considering her powers and it would serve as a warning for anyone who wanted to mess with her cult again. Thinking about her cult, she realized that she could kill two birds with one stone by dealing with the devious sects gaining power in the area. These sects have been burdening people with unnecessary rules and promoted actions closed to terrorism, Sierra's world latest scourge. They were obviously not just misinterpreting The Codex of The Children, Neira's believers holy book, they were greedy and their greed tarnished Neira's image. As a goddess, their goddess, she had to severely punish them by death, as it was written in the Codex of the Children.

"What about Suxorr?" she wondered. Was he even existing? Was someone, by chance, also summoned to take his place, just like Sierra? Suxorr's existence was surrounded by mysteries and darkness as he was known as the God of Punishment. It was not love or respect that led his believers to serve him and obey his commandments but fear. To put it simply, when Neira would send her blessings as a reward for her believers good deeds, Suxorr would only notice his believers wrongdoings and punish them as a warning. Neira's cult focused on good deeds while clearly stating what was strictly forbidden. Suxorr's cult, on the contrary, was only about wrongdoings and their consequences. Thus, the believers were significantly different.

"Ah... seems like I didn't pick a dumb one. She is not even panicking like I hoped she would. Things gonna be interesting. I hope Ulios won't mind me messing with his thing but... Do I care anyway?"

In a place out of reach for Sierra, someone, something had all their attention focused on her. Looking at mere humans living their daily lives was not fun or interesting but looking at a random girl suddenly turning into an almighty being worshiped by thousands of mortals was thrilling. The boredom was finally gone, who knows for how long though.
"I'mma let you rest and organize your thoughts for a while."

A week and a half had passed since Sierra was summoned to another world. She had headaches everyday but none of them were strong enough to make her worry about suddenly going back there. Sierra's class had just finished and she was heading home when her phone started ringing in her pocket.

"Ellen? What's up?"

"Hi... sorry i don't feel well today... can you cover my shift? It starts at 6 and ends at 10."

Sierra did not mind since it meant more money at the end of the month but it was already 5:20 and her workplace was not that close from her university. Sierra worked as a barista in a really popular coffee shop in the capital for over a year now. She was first hired for her outstanding language skills but she discovered a real passion for her work. Interacting with customers and making latte art was far from her dream of working in a fancy office and wearing high heels to work everyday but she loved it. After quickly saying goodbye to the classmates she adored, Sierra sprung out of the classroom and ran to the closest station. She was out of breath but she made it right on time for her co-worker's shift.

"Oh you were supposed to work today?" said Chris, as he was wiping a table. He was tall and muscular, with short wavy black hair usually covered by ten thousands layers of gel and a full beard. Chris was the ladies customers favorite and he knew that. He would never hesitate to use his charms to sell the most expensive item on the menu. Sierra noticed that he had rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, showing off his arm muscles to a group of highschoolers contemplating him.