I Made a Game Featuring Constellations Chapter 118

Ziiiii…

[The Dreamteller makes a startled "Kyu?!" sound.]

Ziiiii…

[The Dreamteller shrinks back, asking why you're looking at her like that.]

The sa old Constellation as always.

Tiny, adorable, just as she had always been.

I had climbed all the way to the Celestial Realm just to et her directly.

Yet…

I felt nothing.

Everything was just as usual.

Just like Wisdom said—

In my past life… or what seed to be my past life, who had been the Constellation I served?

The Authority of Dreams I wielded back then was identical to the one I now used.

Was the power I wielded then also hers?

If so…

Then when those Apostles said, "Your Constellation is dead."

Did that an…

My Constellation—my Dreamteller—had died?

[The Dreamteller lets out a loud "Bwaah! Just ask already if you have sothing to say!"]

I don’t know.

No matter how much I try to recall, I can’t.

Maybe retrieving my mories on my own is impossible.

Wisdom called it a "Constraint."

A restriction born from my past transgression.

She said the only way to break it was to destroy the Abyss.

I had forgotten for too long.

After Gaizerus, I had been too distracted.

But the true enemy was still out there.

The one who had corrupted Constellations with Sin.

The one who had been twisting our world from the shadows.

If left unchecked, they would strike again—

Just like they did with the Evil God Beidos.

I had to find and eliminate them before that happened.

***

Vmmmm…!

The Apostle who had just left disappeared, leaving the Goddess of Dreams alone.

A chaotic storm of emotions swirled inside her.

An uncontrollable mix of logic…

And desire.

It was that dream from the night before.

It had left too much of an impact on her.

Had she not been in this strange state, she would have been much kinder to her dear Apostle.

But now…

Now, even after he left, his presence lingered in her mind.

She rembered the dream vividly.

The figure she had seen there—

"Then I shall beco your master."

A goddess, overwhelmingly majestic.

"If anyone dares look down on you, I shall make them pay."

"If anyone dares oppose you, I shall destroy them."

"No matter what dangers may co, I will protect you."

A goddess both terrifyingly powerful…

And yet deeply affectionate.

"My one and only Apostle."

And in that dream—

Her Apostle.

With dark hair.

Nad Rian.

"…Hauu…"

She couldn’t focus.

Her thoughts were too tangled.

For now…

She would watch over her beloved Apostle and clear her mind.

***

Thud!

A goddess was forcefully shoved into a chair.

"Do you even understand what you’re doing? This is kidnapping!"

The restrained goddess, [Frugal Temperance], snarled viciously.

She had been captured by the Demon God.

"I don’t care."

"Of course, you don’t. You’re an idiot, Demon God."

"…What? You calling an idiot? I’m not! Lina said I’m the smartest person in the world! You wanna die?!"

Fists raised, ready to strike—

She was really about to punch an already tied-up opponent.

"Demon God! Wait!"

I sighed and stepped in.

Kidnapping Temperance had already been a huge risk.

If this turned into a violent incident, there would be no covering it up.

"…Hmph!"

Reluctantly, the Demon God backed off.

anwhile, Temperance’s eyes studied with intrigue.

"To think you could stop that beast of a Demon God with just words. I may have underestimated you."

Despite being completely bound, unable to even lift a finger,

Temperance showed no sign of fear.

…Maybe leaving this to the Demon God was a mistake.

This was a ss from the start.

"First, I apologize, Constellation."

It was supposed to be a simple request.

The Abyss seed to be on the verge of a full-scale invasion.

So I needed to locate and purify any Constellations already tainted by Sin as soon as possible.

That was it.

A straightforward task.

The Demon God, however—

The mont I asked her, she imdiately said,

"Oh! There’s been one I’ve been suspicious of for ages!"

And then she bolted out of the room.

...I should have stopped her.

Because my worry turned out to be completely justified.

She dragged back the Constellation of Frugal Temperance—

By force.

In the Celestial Realm, where violence is strictly forbidden.

"You don’t need to apologize. I refused, after all."

"Refusing was well within my rights. That doesn’t justify you breaking Celestial Law and using violence."

Seriously.

Just because she declined the invitation, she got kidnapped?

This was exactly the kind of behavior I expected from the Demon God—

She had attacked both and my investors when we first t, after all.

Sin or no Sin, so things just never changed.

“Hohoho~ Apologies, my child is a bit unruly.”

…Demon King Mother.

If you keep indulging her, how is she ever going to learn?

Not that I think anyone could actually discipline that monstrosity of a Demon God, but still.

"Haah… Demon God."

"Breaking Celestial Law ans you just made every Constellation your enemy."

"Do you want to get executed?"

"I don’t care. Let them all co. I’ll crush every last one of them."

"No! We need them to fight the Abyss, not each other!"

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

I was getting a headache.

With her around, every other Constellation looked like a saint in comparison.

"Just stay quiet for a mont."

"You can’t tell what to do—!"

"If you keep talking, I’ll tell Lina on you."

"……I’ll be quiet."

With the Demon God finally silenced, I turned to Temperance.

"I apologize, Constellation. I originally intended to bring you here more… diplomatically."

"Pfft. No need to explain. If you have to deal with a wild animal like her, I can understand why things get ssy."

Temperance let out a light chuckle, crossing her long, elegant legs despite her restraints.

Her bronzed skin practically glowed in the celestial light.

"But what truly interests … is you."

"A re human who can control even the Demon God."

"A man who single-handedly raised an army of heroes to stop the resurrection of an Evil God."

"A mortal whose achievents surpass those of many Constellations… and yet, remains relatively unknown."

"Truly fascinating."

She studied with keen, assessing eyes—

Like a rchant inspecting a high-value product.

This must be what won feel like when disgusting old n objectify them.

"Conflation, our realm faces an unprecedented crisis."

"I ask that you join us in our efforts to combat this threat."

I laid out everything—

The Sins that had tainted the Constellations,

The Abyss, the extra-dinsional entities spreading that corruption,

And all the battles we had fought so far through Akashic Archive.

Temperance listened intently, maintaining a refined, poised deanor throughout.

"So, what you’re saying is—"

"You want to beco an investor like the rest of your supporters?"

"Exactly!"

The Constellation of Frugal Temperance was infamous for her… well, frugality.

She was the wealthiest entity in the Celestial Realm—

Yet she was also a ruthless loan shark, demanding exorbitant interest even from fellow gods.

Her usual business model required that any joint venture promise her at least 90% of the profits.

Even the wealthiest deities had to sacrifice entire castles just to get a dinner appointnt with her.

But I was sure she’d join us.

Because even she had been cautious about the Evil God’s invasion.

Now that an even greater threat lood, she had every reason to get involved.

Or so I thought.

"Sorry, but no."

"……Excuse ?"

Her answer caught completely off guard.

"Do you even understand how valuable my ti is?"

"People pay fortunes just to have dinner with , and you think you can secure my cooperation with just a casual conversation?"

"How audacious."

"……"

I had accounted for her frugality, but I still thought she’d take this seriously.

Maybe I really did need to offer her a ridiculous amount of wealth after all.

Would I have to cut into our Constellation’s snack budget to make this work?

"However…"

"I never said there was no room for negotiation."

Just as I was considering bribing her, she continued.

"There is sothing I want from you."

BANG!

The bindings restraining her shattered in an instant.

She stood up—

And pointed directly at .

"Beco my Apostle."

"Then, I’ll join your cause."

"…Excuse ?"

My brain stopped working for a mont.

VMMM…!

Suddenly, a small portal opened above Temperance’s head.

"…Huh?"

WHUMP!

Sothing round and plump began erging from it.

A chubby little backside poked out—

As Temperance glanced upward to see what was happening—

BOINK!

A tiny hamr slamd down onto her skull.

[The Dreamteller shouts, "ABSOLUTELY NOT!!! ヽ(>〇