Chapter 391: Iron Rank

It didn’t take a long time for me to ‘Act’ like a true queen. My mind now began to think, see, and execute differently than before.

Being a warrior queen with ten thousand years of experience sure was useful.

From the moment I woke up in Lilith’s world as the breeder, to the moment I touched the Heart of Silence and reclaimed part of my memories, I had never once truly felt the desire to rule. Hell, I hadn’t even trained myself properly. I designed the Nightmare Tower for me to clear, to test, to grow stronger—but I only cleared the first floor in what? Two minutes? Then I fell into Lilith’s trap, drank the divinity potion, and ascended to godhood… yet I never went back.

I tried to develop my land, and I tried to train my kids. I made plans, gathered resources, and even acquired help.

But I was lazy.

Not physically, but mentally.

All I cared about was breeding.

My only purpose was to give birth to as many fascinating creatures as possible.

Don’t get me wrong—that hasn’t changed, and it never will.

My end goal is still to fuck every hole and get fucked by every dick. I’m the goddess of breeding after all, I literally cannot change, and if, for whatever reason, I stopped caring about breeding well?

That woman is not me!!!!!

But now, as my memories settled into place and my sister’s absence burned like fire in my chest, something else had awakened in me. A spark that had been buried under lust, desire, and distraction. A part of me that had once ruled an entire realm with a hand of iron and blood.

The High Queen is back. One of the most terrifying beings of the last millennia has returned.

‘Phew… It’s good that I wore that armor, or some gods would have recognized my ass by now.’

Yeah… I kept my identity hidden all those years. I didn’t want to, but Lilith insisted for my safety, and she went as far as to reforge one of her divine artifacts into a full body armor.

The armor was a masterpiece. It boosted my link to the Unspoken Realm and helped conceal my mortal aura, appearing in the eyes of others as a god. I gave the armor to my successor, but I can’t recall the reason. The only explanation was that the act of giving the armor was related to my other lost memories. The ones that I don’t want to reclaim.

Anyway, my identity is safe now, and since Victory, Lilith, and I kept rotating in ruling the realm, very few gods remembered what we truly looked like, so my worries were gone.

Hehehe…. Do you want to hear a funny little story?

Odin, the All-Father, visited the Unspoken Realm four thousand years ago.

Let me clarify something real quick. When I said four thousand years ago, I meant in the time that I set for the Unspoken Realm using the clock of my previous Hunter System.

In that place, the concept of time doesn’t exist. If you could survive its climate and horrifying creatures, dying from old age… gone, you’re literally immortal!

It is the perfect training ground for basically anything. A small, worthless worm, if given enough time, could grow into a world-ending beast.

Anyway, back to Daddy Crow.

The old crow came begging for something that I had—a long, thin piece of rope I “acquired” from a dwarf that had accidentally stumbled into my realm.

Of course, nothing just accidentally stumbles into the Unspoken Realm. The poor bastard was probably dragged screaming by a shadow beast and left dangling between realities until I pulled him out for my own amusement. He died anyway—horribly—but not before he coughed up that rope.

I ended up giving the rope to Odin, since it was useless to me, and the old fuck never stopped talking about how much he craved it to the point I punched him in the mouth.

Ahhh… good times, good times.

That small, worthless rope was the missing piece of Gleipnir—the dwarven-forged ribbon that even gods pissed themselves over. The so-called unbreakable chain. Odin’s treasured relic that bound the world-destroying, immortal wolf.

And me? I handed it over like it was a toy I was bored with.

The look on his face when I pressed it into his palm after making him bleed and beg? Priceless. His beard twitched, his one eye burned, his ravens squawked like they’d just seen their master neutered.

Of course, I didn’t give it for free. Oh no. I made him sign the contract. Inked in his own blood, carved into the bones of my throne room, sealed by The Unspoken Realm itself. The All-Father himself is bound by my word. One favor. One command he cannot refuse.

Now that I think about it, one favor was not enough. That’s in the past; now I hope his ass is ready since I intend to cash in that favor soon.

“Hehehehe!” A low, maniacal laughter resounded from my throat, echoing through the chamber like a curse. Even the shadows stirred uneasily, as if they knew my amusement always came before carnage.

Now that my throne is bleeding, my successor is dying, and the Void dares to gnaw on the bones of my realm, I think it’s about time to stop fucking around and get shit done.

“Alright, send me back.” With a sigh, I turned to order the leader of the nine; the rest left early, carrying my commands.

“As you wish, High Queen.” He bowed slightly, waving his hand, creating a portal in front of me. “We’ll contact you when we find the information you seek, my queen.”

“Do your best and be careful.”

I added before I walked into the dark portal, transporting me right in front of Lucy’s gaming hub. From there, I took the organ portal to the Eternal Flame of Creation.

The moment I stepped in, I immediately scanned the entire place looking for that feathered bitch. Sadly, I found no traces of Uriel. Maybe for the better, I don’t think I could hold my hatred long enough, even with my memories.

In fact, because I reclaimed my memories, my feelings toward Uriel grew a thousandfold. The things she did to Lilith were unforgivable. I don’t think that transforming her into a breeding whore for the rest of her miserable life would be enough to satisfy the hunger inside me.

“MOTHER/MORGANA!”

Two screams from two familiar voices caused the area where I was standing to shake. My daughter Eir was first to reach me; she immediately jumped for a tight hug, which I accepted.

“Mother, what happened? You disappeared? Are you alright?”

“I…” I didn’t have the time to answer her question before a red-haired loli goddess reached us and pushed my daughter away and hugged me even tighter.

“Morgana!” Lora’s voice cracked, her little loli body clinging to me like a child clings to their mother after a nightmare. Her nails dug into my back, her divine energy buzzing with panic.

“I thought you were gone,” she muttered against my chest, her voice trembling. “One second you were here, then the next—silence. Nothing. Do you know how terrifying that was? Do you have any idea how much Faith I nearly burned just trying to locate you?”

I sighed, wrapping my arms around her too, letting both her and Eir cling to me like drowning mortals. For a moment, the fire in my chest dulled. For a moment, I almost forgot about thrones, realms, and the Void chewing on my kingdom’s bones. Almost.

“I’m fine,” I said, forcing a smile. “If you don’t believe me, go ahead and check.”

“!!!” Seeing the wicked smile on my face, Lora flinched, realizing the meaning behind my words, and she immediately closed her eyes shut.

“You really didn’t waste a single moment, did you? Hentai.” A smirk crept across Lora’s face before she leaned and placed a quick kiss on my lips.

‘Kyaaahh~ she kissed me first.’ I couldn’t hide the excitement in me; however, before I could enjoy the kiss any further, Lora pulled back and slipped from my embrace with her cheeks matching her hair.

“Ahem,” the loli coughed, “glad you’re okay, come, Kat is waiting for us by the flame.”

“Okkkkaaayy.” I tilted my head with an annoying smirk, but I didn’t push her any further.

Step by step and in time, Lora would carry my child.

Lora, still flustered and red-faced, turned her back to us and started to head for the flame. With a chuckle, Eir and I followed her. There we found Grape Juice standing near a small flame waiting for our return.

There were small flames spread across the entire hall, acting as a replacement for the original one in the middle. With the massive number of gods, it would take eternity for our turn to use the flames and rank up.

“Ahh… there you are, Morgana,” Katerina said without turning back. “We’ll talk later, come quickly, use the flame.”

“Hmm..” I stepped forward, immediately discovering that the flame generated no heat. “Now what?”

“Pull out the medal, inject the necessary Faith in it, and then throw it into the flame,” the wine goddess said, explaining what I had to do while I followed her steps. “Your rank-up will start automatically from there.”

With a nod, I did what I was told.

Pulling the iron medal from my inventory, I quickly injected the necessary five thousand Faith points into it before throwing it into the flames.

But for the rest, I let out a complete surprise.

“!?!”

As soon as I threw the medal into the flame, something began to change.

“ROOOOOAAAARR!!”

The Eternal Flame of Creation didn’t just grow—it devoured. The small spark erupted into a towering inferno that licked the ceiling of the hall, swallowing every lesser flame until the entire chamber shook under its wrath.

Gods screamed, stumbling back as the surge of energy blasted them off their feet. Marble cracked. Statues of long-forgotten divinities crumbled into dust. The hall became a furnace, yet I felt no heat—only the raw, primal force of creation itself pressing against my skin.

“W-What the fuck!?” Lora shouted, shielding her eyes with her arm. “That’s not supposed to happen!”

Eir took a defensive stance, ready to fight at any given moment, while Katerina kept staring at the blaze.

Then, at last, the roaring came to an end, the blazing inferno collapsing and returning to its original form. Immediately after that, I heard a ding in my mind.

[Congratulations, Goddess Morgana, on reaching the Iron Rank]

[Achievement completed: Reach Iron Rank]

[Reward: Permanent access to the Nexus City]

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