Village Head's Debauchery

Oberon gazed at the Omnithrillian with deep consideration. "And if I refuse to make this vow?" he asked cautiously, aware that dealing with this being required careful handling.

"If you refuse, I'll expel you from this body and ensure you live out your days tormented by the consequences of your heretical actions," the mysterious Omnithrillian responded ominously.

After moments of contemplation, Oberon turned his attention back to the Omnithrillian. "What exactly is this vow you wish me to make?" he responded.

Orion and Aerialia stood by, nodding in agreement with Oberon's approach. They recognized the wisdom in avoiding conflict with a being that had likely existed for countless millennia in its own existence.

"I want you to make a vow to exterminate all the gods. I can sense their presence all around me, permeating the very fabric of the world my brethren and I have crafted far from their reach. So, I trust you to eradicate every last one from this realm in exchange for my cooperation. Should you manage to banish them from this world instead, I'll consider it a fulfilment of your vow. However, given our knowledge of who they are, we both understand that attempting such a feat is nigh impossible," the mysterious Omnithriallian responded.

Upon hearing these words, Oberon's expression registered surprise. "I'm sorry, but that's a daunting task I doubt I can achieve," he replied, refusing.

"I understand the immense challenge of slaying the gods. After all, we attempted it ourselves and failed. But our failure stemmed from confronting them in their own realm - in heaven. Now that they're here, I'm confident you'll find it much more feasible, especially considering your victory over the Dragon god. So, Oberon, what's your decision? Will you make the vow?" the mysterious Omnithriallian replied, sharing some of its memories with Oberon, who widened his eyes in surprise and shock at the revelations.

Oberon remained silent momentarily, contemplating the offer before returning to the mysterious Omnithriallian and nodding. "Very well. If this is what must be done, then I accept. I vow from this day forth to kill as many gods as possible or expel them from this world," he declared.

The mysterious Omnithriallian unexpectedly smiled at Oberon and nodded in gratitude. "Thank you," it said before its soul dispersed into dust, disappearing in thin air.

As the scene unfolded, darkness crept in.

Aegis of the Arctic Deity's memories surged, flooding Orion and Aerialia's minds. They observed as Oberon stirred in Naka's laboratory.

"How are you feeling?" asked Naka, now appearing in his human form.

"Terrible," Oberon grumbled.

"Good. It means you'll get better," the man remarked. His attention was drawn to Oberon's peculiar expression. "What is it?" he asked.

"You knew that I'll encounter 'it,' didn't you?" Oberon asked.

Naka briefly met his gaze before exhaling deeply and nodding silently.

"Then why didn't you inform me about thisin the beginning?" Oberon asked, his voice laced with a growl.

"What did you expect me to say? Would you have preferred to hear that after the process was completed, the very soul of the body you've merged with would emerge to compel you to make a vow, likely related to killing the gods or protecting their world? If I had told you that, you might have hesitated with the strength you were about to acquire, and the entire Pixie race wouldn't have had an official divine protector of their own. However, since you're awake now, does that mean you've decided to make the vow?" the man responded.

Oberon clenched his fists as he studied the man before him. After a moment, he sighed, "I'll let this matter slide if you tell me who you are," he said, his gaze unwavering. "Are you like me, a man-made god, as you've called it, or something else entirely?"

The man's lips curled into a grin. 'I never knew that playing with a secret identity would create such suspense. Nonetheless, since we'll be working together from now on, as we currently possess the same goal, you'll have all the time and clues to figure out what I am,' he responded.

"Come on, I've prepared a place for the Pixie race and the other races that will be saved from their extinctionfrom now onwhile we work,' he added, turning around and walking towards the door.

Oberon looked at the man before him and understood that if he genuinely wanted to find out who he was, he would have to seek the answers himself. Nonetheless, he had already received some clues from the man's words.

"And that goddess, will she be joining us as well?" Oberon asked as he gradually floated upwards into the air.

"Yes, she will. Also, I forgot to mention that Ilse is quite the ally. She's got a knack for generosity, but cross her pride, and you might end up under a mountain of treasures," the man chuckled, his tone light yet cautionary as they exited the room.

Before Orion, Aerialia, and Aegis of the Arctic Deity, a vivid scene unfolded, revealing Naka and Oberon as they created the resettlement of various races—nymphs, centaurs, Pixies, Bone Dragons, and others. The land had been transformed into sprawling hills, each race with its own resource-rich territory. It was a sanctuary amidst the turmoil of a world growing ever more dangerous for those lacking divine protection or formidable strength—an earthly paradise in troubled times.

The scenes shifted once more, revealing Oberon and Naka working in tandem to rescue endangered races, with Naka providing refuge and care. At the same time, Oberon focused on fulfilling his vow by eliminating the gods. Their efforts had decimated nearly fifty gods, leaving only a handful who had surrendered alive.

Since Oberon defeated and killed the Dragon god, his name had spread far and wide as the Aegis of the Arctic Deity, and his identity as an Omnithriallian was well-known. Collaborating with Naka, renowned for his miraculous methods of intervening whenever a race was at its most dire, they left battlefields littered with enemies, even adopting orphaned children of their foes.

The Nine Greed Gods took note of these developments but chose not to intervene, prioritizing their territories and avoiding confrontation with such formidable beings.