God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

"What now?" Linsley muttered, his irritation growing as he clicked on the notification, bracing himself for whatever nonsense the Outer God Association had in store for him this time.

The email opened with the usual pleasantries, full of empty praises and formalities. Linsley rolled his eyes and scrolled down, skipping past the flowery language to get to the real point.

The main body of the email made his eyes narrow.

The message addressed some of the doubts he had been harboring for a while—why there had been no hostility or surveillance from the Outer God Association.

The explanation, though, was far more twisted than anything he had anticipated.

It explained that the Outer God required only the most beautiful women or men in the next few decades for his purposes.

The email didn't go into detail about what the Outer God planned to do with these people, but the implications were dark enough.

Apparently, the Outer God Association had already captured most of the world's most beautiful individuals, making those "resources" scarce.

To address this shortage, the association had decided to "raise" the next generation of beautiful people that the Outer God would require in the future.

And then came the part that made Linsley's stomach churn.

The Outer God Association congratulated him and Seraphina for being among the few chosen ones for this disturbing program.

According to the email, both he and Seraphina were in the top percentile of the world's most handsome or beautiful teens.

However, they had not been selected directly for the Outer God's immediate use because, by the time the Outer God needed them, they would be too old and past their prime.

In other words, the Outer God planned to groom the next generation from their children.

The Outer God Association saw Linsley and Seraphina as perfect candidates to produce the "beautiful offspring" that would serve the Outer God in the coming decades.

The email even elaborated that this wasn't limited to them—other chosen ones were part of the same twisted program.

That's why Linsley and Seraphina had been treated so favorably—the luxurious villa, the generous funds—everything was part of the association's plan to ensure their well-being so they could produce the Outer God's desired children.

The email then took an even darker turn.

To preserve the purity of their genes, it explicitly forbade Linsley and Seraphina from engaging in sexual relationships with anyone else.

They were only allowed to "copulate" with each other, ensuring that their offspring would have the "purest" genetic material for the Outer God's purposes.

It further emphasized that neither of them had lost their virginity, and the Outer God Association intended to keep it that way until the right time.

Linsley scoffed, though he wasn't surprised that Seraphina was still a virgin.

After discovering that she was a magical girl, he already knew that purity was a core aspect of a magical girl's power.

Only virgins could become magical girls—it was practically a requirement for their powers to manifest.

Still, the sheer depravity of the Outer God Association's plans sickened him. Grooming people for their looks, controlling their relationships, and planning their offspring for some twisted future… The entire system was rotten to the core.

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The Outer God Association didn't even try to hide their depravity. They flaunted it as if it were perfectly normal, congratulating him on being part of this horrific plan.

"Disgusting," he muttered under his breath, his fingers curling into fists. "They think they can just use us like tools…"

His anger simmered beneath the surface, but rather than let it consume him, it only solidified his resolve. Once he became a World God, he'd tear down the Outer God's influence, dismantle the association, and change this wretched world for good.

But until then, he would play along.

Needing to blow off some steam, Linsley decided to log into Computer Legends. He sat back in his chair, clicked open the game, and was instantly immersed in the fast-paced world of MOBA.

As soon as the match began, Linsley demolished his opponents. His reflexes were heightened, his timing perfect—thanks, in part, to fusing one invisible tentacle with his body.

The fusion gave his muscles an extra boost, enhancing his hand-eye coordination and reaction speed far beyond what any ordinary gamer could achieve.

Notifications of his success filled the screen: [Double Kill. Triple Kill. Quadra Kill.]

And then, the ultimate moment.

[Pentakill!]

Linsley grinned as his character obliterated the final enemy.

"Too easy," he muttered.

Each victory in-game helped alleviate some of his frustrations, at least for the moment.

His enemies had no idea what hit them. But his venting session wasn't just about winning—it was about sharpening his focus.

Each move, every strategic play, made him feel more in control, more composed.

Just as he was about to start another round, he heard Seraphina calling from the kitchen, her voice warm. "Linsley, breakfast is ready!"

With a sigh, he closed the game and got up.

He wasn't done with his thoughts about the Outer God Association, but right now, food took priority.

"Alright, coming," he called back, heading out of the computer room.

As he made his way to the dining room, Linsley mentally prepared himself.

He had to tell Seraphina about the email, no matter how twisted its contents were. They needed to be on the same page.

Sitting down at the dining table, he glanced at Seraphina as she brought the plates over. "There's something you need to know," Linsley began, his tone serious.

Seraphina paused, looking at him curiously. "What is it?"

Linsley took a deep breath and explained everything he had read in the email from the Outer God Association.

The mention of grooming, their children, the association's sickening plans—it all came spilling out. Seraphina listened carefully, her expression growing darker with each passing detail.

When he was done, she didn't question him but instead stood up. "Show me," she said simply, her voice steady but her eyes filled with tension.