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The two men sat inside what appeared to be a cave. It was all an ingenious contraption Sylvester had made. Inside his Supreme Void, being the master of all elements, he was able to create a small place to rest. For those outside, all they could see was the ongoing battle—all thanks to the manipulation of light elements. 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"King? Hah, we have our Empress Mother—The purest and kindest soul of all," Zama'tar replied, ridiculing Sylvester a little. "Compared to your civilisation, ours is far more advanced, civilised and honourable." 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

Sylvester chuckled wryly, "I'm quite sure they don't want to mate with me—not all thousands of them."

I Became The Pope, Now What?

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'Never in my life did I think I'd be friends with a lich,' Sylvester was just amused by the skeleton. Raz was peculiar, and too lively for his species. The man loved playing with children, teaching, sewing, writing, and fashion as well. Clear from the black leather trench coat, black pants, boots, and cowboy hat on his head. The funniest part was that there was no such thing as a cowboy hat in the world, so Emperor Raz invented it. 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"I know… I know… the price he paid."

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"Names." Nehilius' voice reverberated at last, filled with much more pride this time. "I shall tell you the names of those you call 'them'—-the Primordial Gods you wish to condemn." 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

'This discovery can be a massive advantage as well.' Sylvester thought, wondering where he could use Miraj's ability. 'Chonky can be my invisible stomper now—a divine wrath of god that could flatten any area I point to.' 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"And with my teachings, you'll become the greatest spymaster ever to exist." Emperor Raz said with delight, relishing the opportunity to speak with other people instead of being stuck in the frozen north. "I still can't believe His Holiness wants me to teach necromancy and dark magic at the school—Hah, an Emperor Lich within the halls of god, it'll be chaos." 

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Fantasy · MisterImmortal

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I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"I'm glad he's on our side," Sylvester muttered, seeing the horrors Emperor Raz unleashed. What kind of existence was that man? What would he evolve into if he were to surpass the Supreme Wizard rank? A dark god? They could only wonder.

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

'Why have they allowed me to live until now? Why did the Pope treat me with such kindness and sincerity? Everything that has happened in my life until now has pushed me to grow stronger—this couldn't be a coincidence.' Sylvester tried to reason within his mind. 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

'He's grumpy?' 

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Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"It has begun," the fiercely robed man said in an authoritative voice. "Don your armor and fulfill your duty as bestowed upon you by the true gods."

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"Thank you." Sylvester patted Isabella's shoulder and gestured for her to follow along. "Speaking of your city, come with me. I'm going to meet with Elrog, the elder of the dwarves. I have a few modernizing and revolutionary plans for this New Holy Land. If things work out here, I'll design a new city for you—far bigger and more advanced than you can imagine." 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

He saw the New Holy Land from the sky. It was a vast city divided by three giant circular walls. The outermost wall was two meters thick and at least fifteen meters high, made of strong stones and strange black cement. Complete with watchtowers and cannons, already manned by soldiers.

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

Responding to the battle, Sylvester remained a few meters above the water surface and raised his right palm. A huge, sharp disk of golden shining light formed over his palm, steadily expanding with each passing moment.

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

Considering the fact that the names Gabriel suggested were all either famous monarchs, genocidal rulers, or great thinkers. It terrified him to even imagine who Saint Scepter was. Sylvester asked himself, who was he against? Which mastermind from history was he up to? And the biggest question was, what was all that for? Who was the Saint Scepter serving? 

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"Pope Sylvester, your loyal Inquisitor—still lives!"

I Became The Pope, Now What?

Fantasy · MisterImmortal

"Yes, a few. The twenty-fourth Pope, Bryden Octavian Brooks, the man renowned for erecting the most magnificent structures for the Holy Land, was similar to you. His true name was Leonardo Da Vinci, a man of extraordinary abilities."

I Became The Pope, Now What?

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