A grin tugged at his lips, shameless and provoking, as if he wasn't standing before a being who could erase him with a thought.
"If you wanted a villain, I'm clearly a better option than that guy," he continued lightly. "At least send someone who knows what they're doing."
"So what is your Decision Beautiful Lady"
A faint flush crept across the Goddess's flawless face.
"…Beautiful… lady, you say? heheh.."
Her voice softened just slightly, almost imperceptibly.
Ethan caught it.
Of course he did.
Inside, his thoughts shifted instantly.
…Oh? That actually worked?
For the briefest second, his smirk almost widened.
Guess this face isn't just for show.
He mentally gave a silent nod of appreciation—to his genetics, to luck, to whatever sculptor decided to carft his face
Not bad Afterall Every Women has their type.
Outwardly, however, he remained perfectly composed, as if this reaction was only natural.
"If I'm going to be judged," he added casually, "I might as well be honest."
His gaze stayed locked onto hers—confident, unwavering.
"And honestly… you don't seem like someone who'd waste a good opportunity."
The Goddess fell silent again.
But this time—
There was something different in her eyes.
Not just anger.
Not just authority.
But interest.
Silence lingered in the white void.
The faint blush on the Goddess's face had already faded, replaced once again by her usual composed expression. But the air had changed.
She was no longer just angry.
She was… intrigued.
Ethan could see it clearly.
And that was enough.
A slow smirk rested on his lips as he watched her, completely at ease—as if he wasn't standing before a being who had just sentenced him to hell moments ago.
"You're amusing," the Goddess finally said, her voice calm, yet carrying a strange weight.
Ethan shrugged lightly. "I get that a lot."
A brief pause.
Then her eyes locked onto his again—this time sharper, deeper, as if trying to see through him.
"You ruined my plan," she continued. "That man was meant to be my pawn. A villain sent into another world… gifted with a System for my entertainment."
Ethan slipped his hands into his pockets, listening without interrupting.
"But now," she said slowly, "you stand here instead."
The Goddess stared at him, her gaze sharp and unreadable.
"You want to take his place?" she asked.
Ethan shrugged, completely relaxed. "Why not?"
Her eyes narrowed slightly. "And what makes you think you're suitable?"
Ethan let out a small chuckle, running a hand through his hair.
"Come on," he said casually, "I've helped plenty of lonely women back in my world."
The words hung in the air.
For a second—
Silence.
Then the Goddess raised a single eyebrow, her lips curving faintly.
"…Helped women?"
There was something oddly amused in her tone.
Ethan smirked, not even trying to hide it. "You could say I'm very… supportive."
The Goddess let out a soft, almost mocking laugh.
"By interfering in relationships that weren't yours?"
Her eyes gleamed knowingly.
"How… charitable of you."
Ethan didn't deny it.
Didn't even bother.
Instead, his grin widened.
"Everyone has their talents."
The Goddess studied him for a moment longer… then shook her head slightly, a faint smile still lingering.
"…You really are a problem."
Ethan shrugged again. "Not Problem," he replied calmly. "I'm telling you I'm better."
For a moment—
The void grew heavy again.
Then—
The Goddess laughed.
Soft.
Beautiful.
But laced with something dangerous.
"…Arrogant."
"Confident," Ethan corrected.
Her lips curved faintly, amused despite herself.
"Do you even understand what you're asking?" she said. "That world is not kind. Monsters roam freely. Demons devour the weak. And the ones called 'Protagonists'… are protected by fate itself."
Ethan's eyes darkened slightly at that.
"Sounds interesting afterall life's getting boring in my world if there i can fight it's even better and if the women are hard to get even better cause the women in my world are too easy to bed."
"They are not like the man you saved," she added. "They are chosen. Lucky. Blessed. The world bends for them."
Ethan let out a quiet breath… almost like a laugh.
"Then I'll just break that world."
The words came out so naturally, so simply, that for a brief second—
Even the Goddess went silent.
No hesitation.
No doubt.
Just pure certainty.
And that—
That was what truly caught her attention.
"…Very well."
Ethan tilted his head slightly, still looking at her with that same relaxed, shameless expression.
"By the way…" he said casually, "what's your name, beautiful lady?"
The Goddess paused.
For a brief moment, her usual composed expression faltered. Her eyes shifted ever so slightly, as if the question caught her off guard.
"…You don't need to know that," she replied, trying to maintain her authority.
Ethan chuckled softly. "Come on, I'm about to get sent to another world by you. At least let me know the name of the one judging my fate."
Silence lingered.
She looked at him again—this time differently.
Not just as a soul.
But as someone… oddly persistent.
"…I am one of the Goddesses of Judgment," she said finally. "There are many like me. We judge souls… and decide who goes to heaven, hell… or elsewhere."
Ethan nodded lightly. "Yeah, yeah… job description. I asked for your name."
Another pause.
Then—
"…Aurelia."
Her voice was quieter this time.
Almost… hesitant.
Ethan's smirk returned instantly.
"Aurelia, huh…" he repeated, like he was testing the sound of it. "Nice name."
She looked away slightly, regaining her composure.
"…That is enough."
Ethan just smiled.
The decision came suddenly.
The air shifted.
"You want to be the villain?" she said, her voice echoing across the void.
"Then entertain me."
A faint glow began to gather around her hand.
"In place of the one you saved… I will grant you the System meant for destruction."
The light intensified.
Sharp.
Blinding.
"And I will send you to that world… just as you are."
Ethan's smirk didn't fade.
If anything—
It deepened.
"That's more like it."
The Goddess raised her hand.
"But remember this, Ethan Voss…"
Her eyes gleamed faintly.
"This is not your world."
"You will not be protected."
"You will not be favored."
"You will not be the chosen one."
For a brief moment—
Everything went still.
Then Ethan chuckled.
Low.
Unbothered.
"Good."
His gaze met hers one last time.
"I'd get bored if it was easy."
The light exploded.
A sharp force wrapped around his body.
The white void began to collapse, cracking apart like glass.
And in the next instant—
Everything went dark.
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…Then—
Cold air hit his skin.
Ethan's eyes snapped open.
He was standing.
Not in the void anymore—
But in a completely different world.
The sky above him was unfamiliar.
The air… heavier.
Denser.
Alive.
A faint sound echoed in his mind.
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[System Initializing…]
[Compatibility Check: Complete]
[Host Identified: Ethan Voss]
Ethan slowly lifted his head.
A grin spread across his face.
"So it begins."
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