Fortuna gulped as she approached the Redeemer. She did not know what would happen to her, yet she felt at ease and had trusted these beings with her life. She owed her life and soul to Cedric; thus, she knelt with enthusiasm.
"I am ready..."
As the [Rewrite Entity] coursed through her very being, she felt at ease. No more divine obligation, slavery under Chrunus had expired. She felt free and soothed more than she ever had before.
She felt incapable of anger or envy.
The emotions that would shackle even a god were nowhere to be seen, for she was to receive the ultimate reward.
Her whole being would become something similar to divinity, yet unbound by the laws of the world.
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'I am your clay to shape, Lady Miliel!' Fortuna squirmed as the warmth wrapped around her. It was motherly warmth that caressed and reassured her. She knew her place; she might have been stronger than most Angels, but they were still her heroes and saviors.
<< Race: Goddess will now be rewritten into Race: Saintess.>>
A painful sensation ran through her body. She bit her lip as she let the pain wash over her. She was not scared of such a sensation. This was not agony inflicted by Chrunus but the pains of healed bones.
<< Congratulations: Race: Goddess has been rewritten into Race: Saintess.>>
<< Rewriting Class: Fateweaver into Class: Saint of Fate.>>
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Fortuna clenched her fist and gritted her teeth as multiple jolts of electricity passed through her. She felt her whole being change for the better.
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Miliel had graced her by allowing her to keep all her skills and only removed that which made the gods lose their levels without followers.
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Her skin burned, yet she had not gained any new power. For even [Rewrite Entity] could not grant the power rivaling that of [Ascension]
The skill would set the level of the class at 75, which could be further boosted with the use of [Ascension].
Fortuna felt herself become physically weaker, yet she did not care. Her personal power was useless when faced with an entity like Cedric. She would even have accepted becoming a mere human if her saviors had decreed it to do.
Her vision filled with blinding light before it finally subsided.
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Much as if she were drunk, she felt her head spin as her eyes fluttered open. Miliel stood in front of her with a smile. "It is done, Fortuna. You are now Saint of Fate, may you continue to serve Father forevermore."
She bowed deeply, "I thank you, my Lady."
Miliel turned to Natura next.
Fortuna placed her hands on her chest as her heart beat faster. This was a new era. An era without the tyranny of Chrunus.
She might have been weaker, but she felt herself unbound by the law of godhood. She did not have a need for the followers, and she could exist within the mortal world without a fear of fading.
Every action that Angels committed was a blessing upon her existence. Her gaze wandered to the Angel she now called mistress, Ariel stared at her before she smirked and clapped slowly.
'Is she proud of me?' Fortuna couldn't help but smile at her 'Owner'.
She had never realised just how much she would enjoy submitting to someone who cared about her.
She closed her eyes for a moment before she turned to Natura and Miliel.
The former goddess of nature squirmed under Miliel's touch, after all the process still stung a bit, but for Natura, it would even grant her more power. Only one who would lose power would be Fortuna herself.
With her eyes glued to Natura, she observed her rewriting.
Most certainly, the girl would have become A saint of Nature. Someone who would be the protector of all natural things in the world. It was something she had always wished to be, and what Chrunus had denied her.
The mere words would never be enough to articulate how proud she was of the girl.
Natura's form shone, and she felt her become more powerful than the girl ever was. She had become a Saint of Nature and someone on the level of Fortuna. Miliel smiled as she made her way toward Celara.
The former goddess of nature wore a bright smile as she followed Miliel's steps.
Their gazes met before their gazes snapped to Miliel, who placed her hand on Celera's head.
Much like Fortuna and Natura, her body glowed, and soon she was rewritten into a Saintess of Order. Her weak and frail body was restored and made more powerful, although not as powerful as it was in its prime. Nevertheless, she was infinitely stronger than she had been as a prisoner of Chrunus.
Fortuna could sense the gratitude radiating from her sister.
Miliel slowly rewrote every god that was present. They were gods no longer; they had become saints who would fight on the side of Cedric, the Father, and the one who was worthy of their loyalty.
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She felt Cedric's gaze snap back at her; she felt as if she was about to faint, yet she stood resolute. Soon, all Saints would gain him as the patron, for he was their savior and leader.
While he had seemed saddened and as if he had let out a sigh, he had broken eye contact and turned toward the remaining Angels.
"Octavia, you will remain with the new saints and help them get this realm to a state worthy of God. You are allowed to request any amount of Angels you might need." Octavia graciously bowed as she looked at Natura and smiled.
Cedric then turned to her.
"I thank you, saints. For your service in God's mission, the time will come when your powers will be required, yet for now, restore your home. For that is God's Will. Deus Vult!" With those words, Cedric disappeared.