Chapter 236: Ch 236 : Our home… is ready

In the God space of Sunny, a project of breathtaking scale had finally reached its conclusion."Your Majesty, the city... it is complete."

The voice of Builder was a choked whisper.

He stood before Sunny’s high throne, his form, trembling with a mixture of exhaustion and awe.

Behind him stood the entire Builder Union, a group of architect Gods, their faces streaked with the tears of success.


They had been working relentlessly. For them, in the accelerated bubble of their construction zone, decades had passed.

They had poured their souls, and their very essence into this, their grandest project. And it was beautiful.

"Congratulations," Sunny’s voice was a warm and genuine praise that washed over them. "I knew you could build anything, if you all worked together."

The God space, once a vast and lonely void, was now transformed. The city of Gods forged from SSS-Grade materials harvested from the Realm of Advancement and manifested SS-Grade materials, now floated majestically in the cosmic darkness.

It was a masterpiece, a place where rivers of light flowed upwards, and buildings so grand that what the Gods had seen till now paled in comparison.

"As for notifying the others," Sunny continued, "you will be the one to make the announcement, Builder. This is your creation. Your contribution, and the contributions of your entire union, shall not go unnoticed. Your names will be etched into the 11th Chapter of the Holy Book of Genesis, for all to see, for all the eternity."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Builder wept, his voice thick with a gratitude so great it was almost painful.

He turned, his hands, which could shape mountains, shaking with excitement as he opened the God Chat.

An announcement, a simple, joyous invitation, went out to six billion Gods. ’Our home... is ready.’

Across six billion God spaces, a collective roar of joy erupted. They had seen the construction, watched the progress reports from Thea, but to know it was done... to know they finally had a home...

They swarmed the God Chat, a billion desperate, excited messages all pleading for one thing: ’Open the portals! Let us in!’

This was the day. This was the moment that would be written into history, the day the Pantheon was no longer just a shattered alliance, but a true united civilization.

"Thea," Sunny said, a satisfied smile on his face as he felt the wave of joy from his subordinates, "let them come."

But before he joined the celebration, he had one, final, piece of business to attend to.

His gaze shifted, his consciousness diving into a tiny pocket dimension, a realm the size of a football field, hidden deep within his God space. It was a place of perfect serenity, with no disturbance and only peace.

But it was a prison.

The time flow here was accelerated three million times. For every single hour that passed in the God space, nearly 400 years went by in this tiny realm.

And since the creation of this realm, two thousand sixe hundred years had passed for its sole inhabitant, a single, long bearded man who sat in a cross-legged, meditative position.

His eyes were closed, his breathing so slow it was almost imperceptible, his entire being in perfect harmony with the laws of the tiny world around him. It was Venus.

Though his concentration was absolute, he felt a new presence. Thea’s particles, his only companions for millennia, suddenly felt different. They felt... controlled and directed.

"Greetings, Your Majesty," Venus said, his voice a dry rasp. He did not open his eyes.

He simply bowed his head, his reverence now tainted with a complex, unreadable mixture of fear and, buried deep beneath it, a cold vengeance.

"This realm looks nice to live in," Sunny’s manifested avatar said, his voice was as calm as an ocean.

"Your Majesty, I thought the same when I first arrived," Venus replied, his tone just as flat. "But after two and a half millennia, its beauty... fades."

"Haha, yes, I imagine it would," Sunny’s avatar chuckled. "I am here to tell you that you can come out. I am granting you a temporary reprieve. A festival is being held in the celebration for the new City of Gods."

"The City of Gods?" Venus’s eyes finally snapped open, a flicker of genuine curiosity in their depths.

"Then... How much have I... missed?" His heart, a cold stone, began to beat faster. His world, his creations... what had happened to them?

"The outside world?" Sunny’s avatar mused. "Well, nothing much. A few demon gods attacked. I died a few thousand times. I captured their leader. The usual."

Venus, who had just spent 2,500 years in silent reflection, stared at his Emperor, his mind completely blank.

"D-died?" he stammered. "Thousands of times? You... you died... protecting the other Gods and lifeforms?"

"You could say that," Sunny replied, enjoying the God’s mind shattering with shock.

"Come. You can see the aftermath for yourself." He snapped his fingers, and in an instant, the tiny, time-accelerated prison vanished, and both he and Venus were standing in the heart of the new, divine city.

Venus’s senses, accustomed to a world the size of a football field, were assaulted. He was in a garden so vast it felt like an entire universe of green.

Far into the distance, a billions of palaces glittered. And all around him, portals. Billions of them. And from every single portal, a God was stepping through.

"That’s... beautiful..." Venus whispered, his widened eyes trying to take in the magnificent scale of it all.

He watched, stunned, as the Gods, his former peers, his equals, saw their Emperor. And they knelt.

This was not a simple bow. They knelt, six billion proud Gods, their heads bowed in a gesture of reverence and respect for their emperor, they were currently on their knees.

A cold and terrible feeling washed over Venus. It was not just the vengeance he had been nursing for 2,500 years. It was envy. It was jealousy. He felt... left out of the pantheon.

He felt like Cosmos had called him here not to celebrate, but to mock him, to show him exactly what he had lost, what he had been denied.

’Maybe... maybe 2,600 years was enough to mend their loyalties,’ he thought, his mind a bitter mess.

But then he tried to sense the auras of the gods, and suddenly jolted back. As all of them except Sunny and Adam were weaker than him, they were so weak that he knew he could kill each one without batting a single eyelid.

As the Gods rose, their faces filled with pride.

Sunny sensing Venus’s confused gaze, just smiled.

"Ahem! Greetings, everyone!" Sunny’s voice boomed from the central palace, washing over the garden.

"GREETINGS, YOUR MAJESTY!" the six billion God replied in unison, their voices a single wave of loyalty that shook the very foundations of the city.

Sunny gestured for them to be at ease, to enjoy their new home, and in that moment, Venus, finally felt something.

He felt even the nature of the gods was similar to when he had left for the prison...

’how much time has really passed, while I was gone?’ he whispered, his heart beating faster and faster.