I Became the Goddess of a New World

There’s a saying that if coincidences continue, they become inevitabilities.

Currently, the crowd had swelled to the point where more channels were being created.

What were the chances of encountering a celebrity during matchmaking? They were close to zero.

However, under that almost nonexistent probability, a match had been made.

From the moment I randomly met Suzuka in the early days of Akare’s opening at the church.

Since then, every time I met Suzuka, I became an unjust subject of controversy.

And this time was no different.

“Sniping, you say…?”

I solemnly swear that it’s not sniping.

Unfortunately, my claims were dismissed as mere excuses.

What did it mean to cheer on Suzuka with a smile?

I was just a bit excited to see a familiar face.

Since it was the arena, I tossed out some tips regarding combat.

All of this was done under the guise of helping Suzuka.

Yet, I ended up being the villain tormenting poor Suzuka.

[Suzuka invited you to her realm.]

[Y / Z]

Immediately after the battle ended, Suzuka sent the invitation.

Should I accept it or not?

While I pondered, I decided to accept.

“You’re here? The villain sniper?”

“…It’s a misunderstanding.”

It’s definitely not sniping, nor am I a villain…

From my perspective, I also had my grievances.

So I wanted to clear up the misunderstanding, but.

The atmosphere was simply not conducive for that.

“Is this what Pera is asserting? That we just ‘happened’ to meet again?”

“…Yes.”

“It seems like you and I are fated to be together.”

“Maybe so.”

Zing—

Suzuka’s sharp gaze was directed at me.

Why, though?

What’s the problem with showing agreement?

“Let’s start the stream.”

“What?”

“This culprit who brought my mood down!”

Suzuka’s gaze shifted to the void.

She was probably looking at the chat window.

“Shouldn’t you apologize once we turn on the stream?”

“….”

“Don’t you all think that’s reasonable?”

I couldn’t see Suzuka’s chat window, but I could easily guess what kind of messages were pouring in.

“Uh, I’m busy so I need to—”

“Where do you think you’re going?”

With a snap—

I attempted to escape, but it was futile.

If I really wanted to, I could have easily shaken her off and fled, but…

My social skills weren’t shattered to the point that I couldn’t handle this kind of banter.

Anyway, I found myself having to turn on the stream due to the grievous crime of lowering Suzuka’s mood.

Up until now, I had been streaming on the domestic platform, JijiJig.

But with the global service now in effect, there was no reason not to stream on Twitch.

“Should I host and then make a run for it like last time…?”

“Who knows~”

Currently, Suzuka’s viewer count was nearing 100,000.

The overseas audience had swelled her numbers dramatically, and with many functions for international viewers in place.

I expected that this viewer count would likely hold for a while.

The issue was how to host all these viewers onto my stream.

Aside from the attention I received as a director, I was turning down everything else.

Unwanted attention soon becomes a burden.

“Don’t worry. I’m not planning to host.”

“That’s a relief.”

I couldn’t help my shock when I saw the chat window that appeared in thin air.

Flame emojis flooded the chat alongside various malicious messages.

“Uh, Suzuka, my stream is on fire…”

“Huh? Did Pera do something wrong?”

In response to Suzuka’s question, I picked out the least hostile message from the chat to read.

“You need to explain why you suddenly went offline for two weeks without notice…”

When I tore my gaze from the chat, I found Suzuka looking at me with a meaningful expression.

“I see. So you left your precious viewers alone for two weeks.”

“Uh… I’m sorry?”

When you feel the urge to make excuses, or if you’ve already done so,

You must apologize for your mistakes, even belatedly.

Remembering my mentor’s teaching, I immediately offered an apology to the angry viewers.

“Wear your nun outfit avatar. Then, most of the viewers will forgive you.”

“…Isn’t that just me satisfying my own desires?”

“How dare you! How could you express my warm intentions to help Pera in such a way!”

Thus, I was forced into the punishment of wearing a nun outfit avatar.

It was certainly easier than wearing full plate armor.

But I definitely felt a burden.

“Are you going to do another battle round?”

“I probably will.”

Originally, I only planned to play one or two matches, but since I turned on the stream, I had to fill the time.

If I left the stream like this, it would surely shatter the viewers’ mood.

I didn’t have enough levels to challenge the Twisted World Tree raid.

“Do I have to wear this in the arena?”

“Of course! Why would you even ask?”

“…What kind of Inquisitor fights in an outfit like this?”

“You seemed to do just fine in the last stream.”

With nothing left to say, I decided to give up.

Right. I might as well stream in the nun outfit in the arena.

‘More beast-like comments will surely flood in.’

When I streamed in the nun outfit before, it only ended with warnings.

But afterward, the messages became increasingly over the line.

Akachan, who exploded sooner than I did, took over chat moderation.

It was somewhat normalized after that, but certain situations still led to beastly comments flooding in.

Well, it wasn’t unexpected.

Most of the viewers for my stream were from the community anyway.

The most common thing found in Akagallery was a sexual desire-driven post aimed at me.

‘Beasts, dominated by their lust.’

Anyway, I ended up parting ways with Suzuka after talking for a while.

“Uh, hello.”

I waved at the chat window.

As I feared, there wasn’t a message more disappointing than those beastly comments.

But they were the sort of malevolent creatures that could easily change their tone to mock me at any moment.

―――

[ㅇㅇ donated 10,000 won.]
– So, what do we do now?

―――

“I’m thinking of just doing a little battle round.”

I teleported to the Record Point, the nearest arena location.

In that brief moment, the chat went into complete chaos.

It turned out that the uproar was because I said I’d only play a little.

What are you all, elementary school kids? It’s unbelievably childish.

“I’ll play until dinner…”

―――

Returning the Pera who streamed for three hours once a week, you fake!

Kya!
Haha!
Oh ho!
“Not such a person.”
“That’s a bit much.”
―――

What could I do when my primary job was busy?

Of course, I couldn’t speak those feelings aloud.

There were still fools who believed Pera and Aurora were the same person.

Anyone could see that Pera and Aurora were different beings.

Why some still held onto such baseless rumors, I couldn’t understand.

…I wasn’t going crazy from work stress.

You know that saying, right?

To deceive the enemy, first deceive your allies.

Since there were no allies right now.

I had to deceive myself first.

Anyway, once back in the arena, I immediately initiated matchmaking for a battle round.

“I picked the Inquisitor to follow Pera, but I feel like I’ll die. Do you have any tips? Just watch the solo video for the Evil Nest.”

“What do you do for a living not to stream? Are you in a power struggle? Uh… I don’t have a job. I just stream whenever I’m bored.”

“I’m not a NEET, housewife, married person, or a Dongtan 미시, so please stop mentioning that.”

I managed to have a decent chat with the viewers and soon reached the arena.

“Looks like the enemy is a Hunter.”

A Hunter.

Guns existed even in another world.

A typical old-school musket.

Musket was akin to a Hunter’s main weapon, but.

Originally, a Hunter was adept at wielding various types of weaponry.

The Hunter’s first awakening skill, crafty hunter.

You could think of it as having a similar effect to the weapon mastery skill exclusive to great warriors.

It applied only to these three types of weapons: crossbow, musket, and dagger.

It somehow seemed to have less versatility compared to the weapon mastery that belonged to the category of second awakenings.

Weapon mastery raised familiarity with all melee weapons.

“The Hunter has a delay on their attacks.”

Both the musket and the crossbow required reloading.

This left openings during attacks.

The outcome of a battle with the Hunter would depend on how well one could exploit those openings.

“You drew the musket.”

I immediately used the Holy Shield.

Clang—!

The sound of breaking glass echoed as the shield shattered completely.

If I had taken that hit directly, it would have been fatal.

“From here, the Hunter will have to choose between two options: either reload the musket or swap for the crossbow to continue their onslaught.”

The reloading speed of the musket took longer than expected.

Roughly around 10 seconds.

On the other hand, the crossbow only took 1 second.

What? Only 1 second to reload the crossbow?

Considering modern crossbows, that was a valid question.

But the crossbows in this world weren’t like real-life crossbows.

The magical technological crossbow consumed the user’s mana instead of using arrows.

Such a crossbow transformed the user’s mana into arrow form and fired it.

Creating arrows from mana was something any mage could do.

Yet, in this world, mages were highly valued and rare elite personnel.

“That’s fascinating, isn’t it?”

Back in my active days, there weren’t any advanced weapons like that.

Whoosh—!

A mana arrow whizzed past me.

Before I knew it, the Hunter had swapped to the crossbow.

Watching that, I continued with my explanation.

“When it comes to prolonged battles, the musket is trickier to handle.”

I moved forward, deflecting the mana arrows with my mace surrounded by holy power.

“The musket is a weapon that doesn’t consume mana, while the Hunter’s first skill, the mana engineering trap, is quite difficult due to its overwhelming control over the battlefield.”

However, the crossbow consumed mana.

The mana cost of the mana engineering trap was significant.

Thus, if the Hunter used the crossbow, they could not use the mana engineering trap.

So after firing the first shot with the musket, the goal was to hinder the opponent’s advance with the mana engineering trap while merely aiming with the musket.

Just by aiming with the musket, it would severely restrict the opponent’s movements.

In this process, one would gain time to recover the mana consumed by the mana engineering trap.

If successful in buying that time, one could fire the musket and then swap to the crossbow and continue the attack.

“This is the basic PVP structure of the Hunter.”

“I surrender.”

As I explained while fighting, victory and defeat came to fruition.

The Hunter, unable to dominate the area with traps, found themselves cornered, and the damage from the crossbow couldn’t penetrate the Priest’s healing.

The inevitable result was the Hunter’s perfect defeat.

With the Inquisitor’s mace looming over him, the Hunter declared surrender.

But.

“Who do you think you are?”

“Huh?”

Having gone through the effort of teaching,

if one of my students learned nothing from the lesson, it would have made me uncomfortable as a teacher.

“Isn’t he one of your viewers?”

“Ah, yes. But how do you…”

“I saw the exact same nickname in the chat.”

“Oh….”

I healed the dying Hunter.

“You still have plenty of time left.”

The Hunter, taken aback, whispered.

Got caught by a crazy one.

His eyes conveyed that message.

I casually said.

“Since you sniped… if you can’t win this time, it’s a ban.”

Hehe—

Despite the upward curve of my lips, the Hunter’s expression darkened.

“Got it?”