“Wow! It’s huge!”
“How did you manage to make such a giant statue in just a few days? How much money did you spend on this?”
People were taking photos in front of the massive statue.
I could only stand there, staring blankly at the scene.
Seeing the statue of Por, the puppy I had created and acted as, in reality was an unfamiliar sensation.
‘...How much money did she spend on this?’
This was an enormous size, far beyond the typical statues of gods.
One leg of the statue was as large as the academic building on campus.
And it wasn’t just one statue.
Not only in this academic city of Leira, but other major cities had one erected too.
She had even purchased the land with a vast sum of money.
This showed clearly what happens when the richest god in the world develops a passion for sothing.
‘Even if [Avarice] was erased, there’s still so Temperance left, right...? But where’s the temperance in plastering Por statues all over the continent with money?’
No matter how much she was consud by the concept of Por, she was still a Constellation.
One that had gained trendous faith thanks to overwhelming wealth.
I never imagined she’d go so far, obsessed with Por, to this extent.
“Hey, did you hear? There’s going to be a competition to illustrate Por’s epic... the prize money is enough to buy a whole castle!”
“Oh! I think there was also a poetry competition about Por’s feats. The winner actually received a castle!”
Competitions, art, literature—anything that should be about sothing else, all they shouted was Por’s na.
“This doll is so well made! Is it really just this price?”
“It’s cheaper than products with no character, but the one with Por is cheaper!”
rchandise featuring Por was sold at an astonishingly low price compared to similar items.
The overall manager for character rchandise, [Temperance], was selling products at a loss, just to keep prices low.
“The new «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» magic phone, collaboration with the Por character!”
“Surprise appearance of Por in the high-end luxury brand Azamina! Even Constellations can’t resist the charm?”
Now even ordinary products were plastered with Por’s character.
The entire world seed consud by Por.
Wasn’t this too much?
At this rate, there might be people who’ll develop resentnt against the excessive Por fanfare.
But could money really solve everything?
The business conducted with overwhelming money by [Temperance] was a complete success.
“Por is so cute!”
“Loyalty? Don’t get started! I want a dog like Por!”
The power of trends, perhaps?
Even sothing I wouldn’t have cared about before, Por, had beco sothing everyone was accepting of, creating a vibe that made it seem like everyone liked it.
As a result, Por dethroned our [Akashic Archive] characters and beca the most popular character on the continent.
In terms of rchandise sales, Por was unmatched, even overshadowing the characters of our investors.
“Thanks to Por, the cost of living dropped!”
“This is so ‘Por’-like!”
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rchandise with Por’s na on it, sold at a loss by [Temperance], was quickly recognized as “cheap but good quality.”
The word ‘Por’ had beco synonymous with excellent value for money—products that exceeded their price in both quantity and quality.
‘...This is a loss.’
The character I created to solve her sins was pushing out our own characters.
And that character, Por, was the sa person as the one in charge.
It was like eating into my own flesh.
What was worse, the ‘Manager’ character, which had just been released and claid the top spot in the market, was dethroned by Por.
I didn’t like it one bit, especially considering that both were essentially .
“It’s not even that cute.”
“Aren’t they forcing it? Am I the only one who thinks that?”
So sharp-eyed individuals saw through the Por craze and started speaking out, but
“Deleted comnt.”
“Deleted comnt.”
They couldn’t withstand the attacks from Por’s supporters and quickly disappeared.
Soon after, [Temperance] led the Temperance Sect, bringing in a high-profile legal team to squash those who sought to tarnish Por’s image. Those opinions vanished without a trace.
Governnts across the continent, terrified of [Temperance], even threatened severe punishnt for any slander against Por.
All because of an individual’s fandom.
It was hard to keep my mouth shut.
Is this what happens when soone throws money into fandom? Isn’t it just sothing like putting up birthday ads in subway stations?
[Temperance]...
She was a frightening god.
“Por!”
“Por?”
“Por Por!”
That damn Por, Por, Por!
Why has everyone stopped caring about the Manager?
Everyone cheered for him before we revealed the Manager’s story!
‘...Huh?’
At that mont, a thought struck .
The miracle bestowed upon our investors.
It ca from the vast amount of faith that ford their divinity.
[Sacrifice]’s old comrades were resurrected, the [Magitech Engineer]’s saint returned, and [Demon God]’s teacher broke free from the curse.
Even Wisdom’s sisters.
When the people of the continent beca aware of sothing strongly, that awareness beca reality.
If the perception of Por had been carved so deeply into the continent’s consciousness, could it possibly transcend even our ga?
Massive statues, grander and more imposing than those of any existing Constellations, were erected across the continent.
Negative faith was blocked, while only positive faith spread.
Even the price of common goods dropped.
If all the faith regarding Por were to converge into one, would Por manifest in reality?
What if Por beca real?
What should I do if that happens?
If Por, born from the faith of all the people on the continent, beca a god, what then?
I imdiately sought out Wisdom.
“...I don’t know either, Prince.”
Her answer was unexpected.
Wisdom, who knew everything happening across the continent, didn’t know either.
“This hasn’t happened before. Most Constellations were born through faith... During their mortal lives, they achieved great feats. Those feats beca legends, passed down, and through the belief of many, that faith transford into divinity, culminating in their ascension.”
Excluding special cases like Wisdom, most Constellations followed this pattern.
[Sacrifice], [Magitech Engineer], [Demon God], [Temperance].
Our investors had gone through this process as well.
“But this is different. One person... Even though that person is a god, the fact that a god is born simply by publicizing sothing to everyone—it’s unprecedented.”
If simply publicizing a figure could make a god, anyone would have tried it.
But what [Temperance] did was beyond ordinary standards.
She poured an astronomical amount of money—enough to rival the budgets of years—into getting the entire continent to be obsessed with Por.
This bizarre situation was sothing even Wisdom couldn’t quite comprehend.
“I can’t say for sure, but if I were to make a hypothesis... I don’t think this divinity will give birth to a new entity.”
“A new entity won’t be born?”
“Yes.”
Wisdom nodded and t my gaze.
“Rather, I think the divinity will concentrate on you, Prince, who is the true identity of Por.”
“...? But I’m not a god, just an ordinary human.”
Of course, with my ability to wield the power of dreams granted by my Constellation, I couldn't exactly be considered a normal human, but still, I was a human body with no divinity.
The thought of divinity gathering around was hard to believe.
What’s more, only the Constellation and I, along with Wisdom, knew that Por was simply a character I had portrayed.
Suddenly, a sharp pain hit my chest.
Thud!
I instinctively collapsed to my knees from the sudden pain.
“Prince!”
Wisdom rushed to support , and in an instant, the pain that had been constricting my chest faded away.
And then—
Poof!
A strange sensation, as though sothing was growing above my head, overtook .
It felt soft against my hair.
I didn’t understand what was happening.
“...Prince.”
I heard Wisdom calling .
When I lifted my head, I saw her.
“Do you like butter?”
Her face was flushed, her focus clearly off, and there was sothing odd about her deanor.
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