“Yawn!… That… was good, well-deserved sleep.” I stretched my arms, a lazy smile tugging at my lips as I comfortably rested on the king-sized bed, covered in fluffy sheets and soft pillows.

“How long did I sleep anyway?” I asked, scratching my cheek.

Ding!

[4 hours 25 minutes and 14 seconds, Goddess Morgana] Herma, my female system, replied.

“Ohh, I thought it was more than that,” I mumbled, lazily opening my status interface.

…

Name: Victoria Morgana Nosferat

Title: The Mother of Wolves. The Administrator. The Mother of Spiders. The Goddess of Breeding, Blood, War, and Night.

Race: Breeder

Gender: Futa

Class: The Mother of All

Rank: Bronze Rank Goddess

Level: 1

Experience: 000/100

Health: 5000/5000

Mana: 10000/10000

Stamina: 5000/5000

Divine Energy: 1000/1000

Faith: 520

Pregnancy Status: Not Pregnant (Hidden: World tree)

Skill: [Return] [Breeder’s form] [Egg Transfer] [Charm] [Pregnancy Control] [Seed and Egg Sack] [Futanarization] [Unbreakable Will] [Take and Give] [Womb Crest] [Influence]

Passive Skill: [Breeder’s body] [Fertile body] [Birth Recovery] [Offspring loyalty][Lactation] [Lustful Pheromone] [Cum Nutrition and Flavor] [Universal Communication] [Broodmother] [Breeder’s Experience] [The Breeder’s Grace] [The Mother’s Word]

Blood Magic: [Crimson Forge] [Hemocraft] [Blood Seal]

Divine Skill: [Creation]

Seed sack (01/15): Centaur

Egg sack; (00/15): –

Dimensional Womb (00/10):

Breeder’s form: [Wolf Form] [Rabbit Form] [Arachne Form] [Primordial Demon Form] [Goddess Form]

…

“Nice.” Nodding in satisfaction, I saw that my divine energy was fully restored with just a small nap. It’s the most important resource for a god, and I must be careful when using it. I don’t want to be short when I need it the most.

A part of me couldn’t wait to try the Creation skill. However, before that, I must spend the absurd amount of breeding points as well as the 20 million Life Essence. I received them when I consumed the demon blood of that mining city during the trial.

“Hmm?” Raising my brows, a strange system notification appeared before me when I tried to upgrade one of my breeding skills to the next level.

Ding!

[This skill is incompatible with your current form. Forced upgrading will fundamentally change the skill to be compatible with your divine form; however, it will cost twice the price.]

“Fuck!” I groaned, rubbing my temples as I stared at the notification. “Twice the price? Seriously? That’s just unfair.”

[Morgana, while the cost is indeed higher, the benefits of upgrading your skills to align with your divine form will be significant. Your abilities will become more potent and versatile, allowing you to wield them with greater efficiency and power. Moreover, for breeding, the chance of giving birth to a demi-god would be higher,] Herma’s voice chimed in, her tone calm and reassuring.

“Pfff… damn,” I sighed, leaning back against the mountain of pillows. It made sense, I had to admit. Upgrading my skills would increase their power, and a part of me was already eager to see what they could do. If I don’t upgrade them, the skill would still treat my body as mortal, and the chance of giving birth to stronger offspring like a demi-god would be slim to none, even with my divine powers.

“Alright, I’ll go with it,” I decided, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. My body was tense, my heart pounding in anticipation as I prepared myself. Now that absurd amount of breeding points doesn’t seem absurd anymore.

“First, let’s upgrade the most useful one, Herma,” I said, my voice laced with excitement. Then the smile on my face died out as I realized all of my skills were useful. “Fuck, I don’t have a choice.”

I don’t like to have too many skills, and the thought of having too many to manage made my head spin. I preferred simplicity—fewer, more powerful abilities that I could master and rely on in any situation. Moreover, since I own the shop, I could just buy a skill on the fly. I don’t need to have it on my status window. Just looking at all those words and numbers gave me a headache.

“Okay, okay, just relax,” I said, taking another deep breath and trying to calm my racing heart. “Herma, let’s focus on upgrading the core skills first. The ones that are essential to my role as a Breeder and a Goddess. We can worry about the others later.”

[Understood, Morgana,] Herma replied. [Which skills would you like to prioritize?]

“One sec,” I muttered, scanning the list again, my crimson eyes narrowing as I considered my options. “Start with [Return], [Dimensional Womb], [Seed and Egg Sack], and [Egg Transfer]. Those are the foundations of my abilities. Then move on to [Womb Crest] and [Influence]. After that, we’ll see.”

Ding!

[Price for upgrading the following skills:

Return: 5 million BP.

Seed and Egg Sack: 30 million BP.

Dimensional Womb: 50 million BP.

Egg Transfer: 20 million BP.

Womb Crest: 20 million BP.]

“Holy shit, the prices are insane!” I gasped, staring at the number of zeros in disbelief. “Hey! This is not twice the price; this is a fucking scam!”

[I completely agree.]

“This is robbery, plain and simple.” I stared at the numbers, my crimson eyes narrowing as I tried to process the absurd cost of upgrading my skills. “Herma, are you sure this isn’t some kind of mistake? These prices are ridiculous!”

[I assure you, Goddess Morgana, the prices are accurate,] Herma replied, her tone calm but firm. [The price is calculated based on the difficulty and complexity of the upgrade. In addition, the cost also includes the added benefit of making the skill compatible with your divine form. Thus, the cost is higher than expected.]

“Sigh…” I sighed, shaking my head in resignation. “Alright, I get it. The upgrades are worth the price. Still, a little warning would’ve been nice. How many breeding points do I have, anyway?”

Ding!

[You have 530,575,899 BP and 20,030,281 LS.]

“Hmm…” I fell into deep thought, considering the options.

Aside from my breeder’s forms, which to my godly luck I don’t have to upgrade since I’ll be a goddess no matter what form I take—like Goddess of Wolves or Goddess of Rabbits. And I could also choose to conceal my divine aura in those forms, appearing as mortal.

“Herma, aside from my blood skills, how much breeding points will it cost to upgrade all of my skills?” I asked, leaning forward, curious about the results.

[Calculating…]

Ding!

[Morgana, to upgrade all of your skills would cost 512,770,149 BP.]

“AWESOME!” I clapped, happy that I could upgrade all of my skills. Yes, I’ll consume almost all of my points, but it will be worth it. Plus, earning breeding points is easy. All I have to do is bang! bang! And bam! And I’ll earn millions. Billions if I plan a massive orgy.

“Let’s do it.”

A burst of light erupted from my body, bathing the room in its radiance. A wave of energy washed over me, and I felt a tingling sensation run through my body as if every inch of my being was being remade from the inside out. My body felt lighter, more powerful as if I were being reforged into something greater. The notifications flooded my vision, each one marking the transformation of a skill into its divine counterpart.

[Skill Upgraded: [Seed and Egg Sack] → [Divine Seed and Egg Sack]

[Skill Upgraded: [Dimensional Womb] → [Divine Dimensional Womb]

[Skill Upgraded: [Egg Transfer] → [Divine Egg Transfer]

[…]

[…..]

Literally, almost all of my skills had the word “Divine” in front or in the middle of it. Excited, I quickly opened my status again.

…

Name: Victoria Morgana Nosferat

Title: The Mother of Wolves. The Administrator. The Mother of Spiders. The Goddess of Breeding, Blood, War, and Night.

Race: Breeder

Gender: Futa

Class: The Mother of All

Rank: Bronze Rank Goddess

Level: 1

Experience: 000/100

Health: 5000/5000

Mana: 10000/10000

Stamina: 5000/5000

Divine Energy: 1000/1000

Faith: 00

Pregnancy Status: Not Pregnant (Hidden: World tree)

Skill: [Divine Return] [Breeder’s Divine Form] [Divine Egg Transfer] [Divine Charm] [Divine Pregnancy Control] [Divine Seed and Egg Sack] [Divine Futanarization] [Unbreakable Divine Will] [Divine Take and Give] [Divine Womb Crest] [Divine Influence]

Passive Skill: [Breeder’s Divine Body] [Divine Fertile Body] [Divine Birth Recovery] [Offspring’s Divine Loyalty] [Divine Lactation] [Lustful Divine Pheromone] [Divine Cum Nutrition and Flavor] [Universal Divine Communication] [Divine Broodmother] [Breeder’s Divine Experience] [The Breeder’s Divine Grace] [The Mother’s Divine Word]

Blood Magic: [Crimson Forge] [Hemocraft] [Blood Seal]

Divine Skill: [Creation]

Seed sack (01/150): Centaur

Egg sack; (00/150): –

Dimensional Womb (00/100):

Breeder’s form: [Wolf Form] [Rabbit Form] [Arachne Form] [Primordial Demon Form] [Goddess Form]

…

“Ugh!… too much divine stuff,” I groaned, rubbing my temples as I stared at the overwhelming list of skills, each one now prefixed or infused with the word “Divine.”

My head was spinning, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of pride and exasperation. On one hand, I had just upgraded nearly all of my skills to their divine counterparts, making them more powerful and versatile than ever before. On the other hand, the sheer number of “Divine” labels made my status interface look like a divine-themed word search.

“Ugh, Herma,” I muttered, flopping back onto the bed. “Did you really have to add ‘Divine’ to everything? It’s like someone went on a divine branding spree. I can barely read this without getting a headache.”

[My apologies, Goddess Morgana,] Herma replied, her tone tinged with amusement. [I can switch the word to something simpler if you wish?]

“Yeah, just switch to the old interface and just add the letter D at the end of each skill. That will do.”

[Understood.]

Leaving that aside, I was stunned by the number of slots that I had in both [Seed and Egg Sack] and [Dimensional Womb]. Especially the latter—one hundred fucking womb slots. Imagine what I can do with so many wombs. Damn, I could give birth to hundreds in a single breeding session.

“Oh right, I forgot.” With a happy smile, I decided to use one of the slots, impregnating myself with the Centaur seed.

[Congratulations, you have successfully impregnated yourself: Centaur.]

“Too bad I didn’t collect all of that wolf cum during the orgy,” I thought, shaking my head in disappointment. I decided it was the perfect time to use one of my new godly skills, one that is considered the core of any divine being.

[Creation]

Ding!

“Wow.” Instantly, a wide, complex interface appeared before my eyes, and after a few moments, I came to understand what it was. The creation interface showed me all the options—races, skills, objects, weapons, everything. All were tailored toward beginners for ease of use, but there was a free mode where I could create pretty much anything, limited only by my imagination and divine energy.

“Every goddess needs faithful soldiers.” With a wide grin, I clicked on the empty name tab.

“Fearful, unbreakable, eternal, and loyal hunters…”

“My Valkyries.”

….

[End Of Volume Two: Ascension]

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