How the Cult Saves the World

“Well, what’s the use of thinking about that now?”

To survive, I had to complete the main quest. Fortunately, I had three years to do it, whether it was a short or long time.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to survive,” even if it means taking the heretic route.

But why is there a “world destruction” penalty for failing?

“If the world is destroyed, wouldn’t I die too?”

As I thought about this, I clenched my teeth when I saw the phrase “soul destruction” in parentheses.

“This is not good.”

I sighed deeply and sat on the edge of the bed.

Although I had made up my mind to survive, there was an obstacle. My gaze went towards the mirror near the bed.

And I saw my appearance had changed significantly.

First of all, my race was different from my previous life. I had pale skin that showed visible veins, golden hair, blue eyes, slightly upturned eye corners, and a thin body.

“A frail young man… no, a frail young adult, I suppose.”

The only similarity with my previous life was the teardrop under my left eye.

“No, we’re the same age, twenty-five.”

The body I had entered belonged to someone named Levelrop Holden. He had an incurable disease and was on the verge of death. The disease was unique to this world and was called “Molrone’s Disease.” But that wasn’t important right now.

“If they had to possess someone, why not the male lead or someone close to him?”

Anyway, I knew a lot about Levelrop Holden. He was an extra character who appeared briefly at the beginning of the game, and who had to be encountered in any ending.

“Well, the story must be the same, right?”

Then the story started about two weeks after the original work’s beginning. In the original work, this body was supposed to have died a few hours ago, but because I had entered, things had changed.

“But the flow of the story might be different.”

Thinking about it, I decided that if I could just do the preaching, everything would be okay.

My original name, the body I’ve taken over, is Levlov Holden.

And, I have a terminal illness called the “Molrone’s Disease,” which only exists in this world.

Well, that’s not important for now.

“Since they were going to possess me anyways, they could have at least possessed someone who was the main character or close to the main character.”

Anyway, I knew a lot about Levlov Holden.

He was an extra character who briefly appeared at the beginning of the game, who had to be encountered at least once, no matter which ending you chose.

“Well, I do remember some of Levlov Holden’s memories flowing into me for some reason.”

Anyway, in the original story, the story began with the male protagonist, Tardian Astin, visiting the territory of the Holden family, the earldom of Holden, while spreading the religion of the Holy Empire of Herpeon, which most of the citizens worshiped. In the earldom of Holden, the second disaster was approaching. The first disaster was the suicide of the second son of the Holden earl two weeks ago, and the second disaster was… ”

That’s right.

I am the second son of the Holden earl who committed suicide.

However, the flow of events was different from the original.

In the original, I was supposed to die a few hours ago, but by entering this body, things have changed.

“Well, the story should still be the same.”

So, the start of the original story should happen in two weeks.

Actually, I didn’t know the flow of the original story at this point.

“Isn’t it enough to just preach?”

That was all the main quest wanted.

And at that moment,

[Tutorial Quest Activated!]

[Tutorial Quest <Founding Religion>

Contents: Establish a religion for the Sun God Kyros.

Goal: Discuss with the Sun God Kyros and decide on the name of the religion.

Success: ???

Failure: -]

[This quest will automatically be accepted as a tutorial quest for a hidden route.]

A new quest appeared and I was excited. Luckily, this tutorial quest had no penalty for failure. But there was a part in the quest that caught my attention.

“Consult with the deity Kyros?”

No matter how much I thought about it, it was an impossible task. Even if this world was a game, Kyros was a god. How could a mere human like me consult with a god?

“Perhaps I have to communicate with Kyros through prayer or something like that?”

Ugh, I didn’t like that idea.

Suddenly, a strange sound like a whisper gave me chills.

“Hello, my child.”

As soon as the strange voice stopped, a deep, low-pitched male voice followed. However, it wasn’t like a normal voice that entered through the ears, but rather it felt like it was penetrating my mind.

“Is it possible? Are you Kyros?” I couldn’t believe it.

“Hehe, that’s right. I am your god, Kyros,” the voice replied.

Wait, is this for real? Can this actually happen?

I was so surprised that I could only blink my eyes. In all the web novels, webtoons, and games that I’ve experienced so far, direct communication with a god was impossible. There was a significant gap between gods and humans.

But now, I was actually hearing Kyros’ voice directly. And it wasn’t just one-way communication, it was two-way!

“How is this possible?” I asked.

“Well, my power is still weak,” Kyros replied.

For a moment, Kairos’ voice became smaller. And then I finally understood.

“Ah, I see.”

As I knew, the more a myth about a god was passed down, and the more followers they had, the stronger they became. But now, Kyros only has one follower.

“My child, you are my only follower and my servant,” Kairos said.

“Yes, I know. But can you stop calling me ‘my child’?” I asked.

“Why? Don’t you think it’s appropriate? Compared to me, you are like a newborn baby,” Kyros said.

“Well, in terms of age, that may be true. But if we talk about strength, aren’t you still like a baby among the gods?”

As I spoke calmly, there was a sudden sniffle from Kyros.

What’s going on? Why is he crying?