Lord of the Mysteries: I'm Not Evil God

Chapter 30: A God's Lie, A God's Warning

Perspective: Velkaris

System:

"You said you don't want to be called an evil god… Then what exactly do you think you're doing?"

I stood silently at the center of my island-temple, staring at the swirling altar smoke.

My mind, for once, wasn't racing. It was trying to justify.

Velkaris:

"Who said I'm an evil god?"

System:

"Hmm. Certainly not the one who erased a real island from existence and replaced it with a fabricated church of lies. That was clearly a saint."

I frowned.

Velkaris:

"I'm just giving a warning. If they want to stop me — they should. I left the signs, the echoes, the doubt. That's more than most gods ever do."

System:

"Ah yes, 'warning', the noble excuse of all gods who cause irreversible consequences. Are you now planning to martyr yourself too? Planning to 'stop yourself' before the narrative catches up?"

Velkaris:

"No. I'm not ending my life. I just… need help. Or time. Especially before he—Klein—becomes the CW."

The system paused for a beat.

Then, with digital smugness:

System:

"Your natures are the same, aren't they? Maybe that's a good thing."

Velkaris:

"You're delusional. We are not the same."

System:

"Aren't you? CW erased an island to revive himself.

You erased an island to build a church.

Same tools. Different excuses."

That stung.

But I buried it.

Velkaris:

"I've to become a Great Old One now.

And to survive in this world, to be acknowledged by the Narrative... I had to pretend to be evil — just for a while."

System:

"Pretend? Or perfect? You lie to the world, to others, and now you lie to yourself."

I stayed silent.

The mirror altar before me began pulsing softly with the color of the fog — gray, silver, and something... old.

System:

"Now you're ignoring me. Typical. Just tell me this — what did you see in the Gift?"

Ah, right.

The Gift Pack.

It had arrived silently, after I corrupted the Fool's name to 100%.

A quiet notification. A glimmer in my hand.

A vision of the future — one minute. No more, no less.

A minute, but the most terrifying 60 seconds of my existence.

I saw the Fog—not just the one I knew, but deeper.

Older.

More alive.

And from it emerged a man.

Shadows curled around his shoulders. A crown of stars flickered behind his head.

He didn't walk — he unfolded. Like the concept of divinity was wearing human skin.

He looked at me.

"You will ** ***** *******," he said.

And in that moment… the mirror I held cracked.

Not physically.

But something inside it recoiled.

Like even my own lies weren't enough to hold up in front of that future.

Velkaris:

"I don't want to destroy him."

"I just want to make sure I'm not destroyed because of him."

System:

"Too late. You already placed your name on the same narrative thread.

He'll either drag you upward with him… or bury you beneath him."

Velkaris:

"Then I need to make sure I'm ready.

No more lies I can't control.

No more games."

But even I didn't believe that completely.

Because I knew…

The only way to survive the Fool's rise —

Was to lie better than him.

And the only one who could teach me that...

Was me.

End of Chapter 30