After having my fun with Shalltear and making it so she can't pleasure herself for a few months I was now back to my thoughts.
"I need a massive amount of followers to generate faith on a scale to actually make myself a god, but getting followers is a slow and methodical process…." I muttered to myself as I sat back on my throne.
It could take years on this world alone to get a big enough following to create a true religion dedicated to worshiping me.
So it looks like to speed that up I would need to find somewhere in the multiverse that I could gain a massive amount of worshippers and could generate more over time at that.
"It would have to be some place that would be absolutely desperate for faith, that needs a god that can save them from whatever their universe endures…." I mutter to myself as a I pull up the full list of all the universes in the multiverse.
I inputted universes where a large number of people desire to have a new faith given to them or to have their souls saved at that.
Putting in that the number of universes that fit that criteria dropped down to the single digits with only one being familiar to me.
"Ahh, of course! That universe has a full blown race that would more than anything give up their own souls if it ment saving them from their destined damnation!" I said to myself with a grin.
And of course I'm taking about Warhammer 40k, specifically the Eldar race as a whole who have their souls consumed after death by the Chaos God Slaanesh.
And with my 75 billion reserve credits I could buy most things in the shop to make this work as a whole.
But before that I used up 10 billion credits to purchase myself two separate planes of the afterlife for my followers.
One plane I called the Crimson Court which allowed my Blood worshippers to rest in for eternity after death or choose to be reborn in their own universe as well.
And particularly good followers can be remade to work for me personally and spread my religion across universes.
A paradise for the bloodthirsty, but only the truly bloodthirsty, because it can only house so many within that most would just gain new life again in their old world.
Not through full on being reborn but their soul being taken to what I would call a Blood Pit where those who haven't spilled enough blood are remade within and are made into Bloodkin as a result, or vampires to be more precise.
However the remaking process becomes slower the more times one dies, first death its all but instantaneous to become a Bloodkin, but subsequent deaths the time it takes to be reborn becomes longer and longer.
And the more time you die the less you there will be as you slowly begin to devolve into a bloodthirsty animal until you ended up as a mad Vargheist who thinks nothing else but killing and consuming blood, but by then your soul is all but gone.
Is it cruel? No not really, I'm giving my followers multiple chances at life once more over and over again, if they keep on dying then it's their fault for not taking anything seriously.
But the creation of a single Blood pit was expensive to an absurd degree, it was a Billion credits to have one made to those specifications but I made it and left it in my own personal inventory for the time being.
As for the other plane that I called the hunting Grounds, it was an idyllic after life of beauty and nature where one could live among nature for the rest of your afterlife there.
Plenty of animals to hunt and fruits will always be able to eat, it's my own Garden of Eden in a sense where one is intuned with nature when one dies and goes there.
They don't have the way of rebirth like the Blood Pit so they will be staying their or will go to be reborn afterward.
However these realms are the same size as the Mortal Realms from Warhammer: Age of Sigmar which are 'effectively' Infinite in scale.
Effectively is the key word as they are incomparably smaller than the actual mortal realms but have the ability to expand and evolve with more and more followers increasing their belief in me.
And in turn will have their afterlife grow as a result, so for now entrance to the afterlife would be limited for those truly worthy of it with those mortal realms being roughly the size of a solar system, having a radius of the distance between the sun and Pluto back in my old universe.
But as they grow and expand they will become multi solar system size, up to galactic size and maybe even more in the future at that.
"5 billion credits for an effectively growing personal realm of existence under my command? I'd say that's a pretty damn good deal at that." I mutter to myself as I looked upon these two realms that technically resided within me.
After gaining divine cores I had also gained two Astral Bodies which represented the two separate gods of myself but we are both one and the same god just of different paths.
"Luckily if I do this I don't need to ask for their worship, they will begin to do it themselves." I said with a grin as I pulled up the galaxy of the Milky Way for Warhammer 40k.
I couldn't touch the Warp since that was considered other Gods domains, nor could I touch the earth because the Emperor of Mankind was their as a 'living' god thus Terra/Earth was his domain.
But the City of Commoragh, now that place I could use for sure, so I spread out this mega city that was the size of a Solar system in size and looked for a high concentrated area where the inhabitants, and their slaves, moves past.
"Ahh, the Grand Bazzar of Commoragh, one of the few neutral territories that all the high Kabals mutually share between each other." I say as I see an open space above the Bazzar that could be used.
And since I have myself the {City Builder System} I can just edit it myself, so soon enough I began to edit the space over the grand Bazzar.
Since this was a territory that has no 'owner' per say I could do this in the first place and with the esthetics of Commoragh I made a grand Plaza floating above the Bazzar held up by spiked spires with four separate staircases leading upwards towards the Plaza.
In the center stood a massive blood fountain with the statue of a hooded figure kneeling on the blood fountains edge.
His face was covered by his hands all while blood seeped out between his stone fingers and down his body to enter the massive blood pool.
"And the final touches…" I muttered before activating the Blood Pool proper with it specifically effecting only the Drukhari.
A silent wave of energy spread across the Webway and all across Commoragh along with the rest of real space.
Suddenly several trillions of Drukhari all felt it, the thirst that had forced them to consume the emotional torment and pain of millions across the eons that they needed to feed without being withered down to a mere soulless husk was gone.
None of them new what happened but the much more highly sensitive of their kind felt it, deep within Commoragh something gave them their freedom.
But deep within the warp She Who Thirsts, Slaanesh felt it as well, all those delicious souls that were hers for the taking, all of them were snatched away from her.
Suddenly a piercing gutteral scream could be heard all across the Immaterium that set off warp storms all across the galaxy that was felt by every race that needed to travel the warp felt it as well.
"Find them! Find out who took my food away from me!" Slaanesh cried out as she destroyed her palace enraged, sending her followers fleeing in terror before going off to find out what had happened.
And who had the audacity to steal their lords proper meal.
Meanwhile I was just smirking to myself thinking how easy that was while not caring for the chaos I had just caused for all who live within the universe of Warhammer 40k.
Soon enough I can become a proper god at that, but everything will still take time in the end and I have plenty of adventures I still want to go on.
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