The World Conquest: Giving Birth To Become A God

Soon after being healed, Ugur slowly woke up.

Seeing his intact body, as if nothing had happened, he murmured, "Could it be God?"

With that thought, he felt joyful—not because he was healed, but because his God had noticed him.

Bowing to the sky and the earth, Ugur prayed devoutly with all his heart.

Standing up, determination flashed through his eyes.

"I can no longer be like before. I need to become stronger, so strong that no beast or entity would dare desecrate even a symbol of God!"

With this vow, Ugur began training vigorously.

Reducing his farm and animals, Ugur had more time to focus on mastering his new ability.

The "Eye of a Dragonfly," as he called it, could slow down his perception by up to a hundred times.

Although his body and strength remained the same, this ability gave him the power to face enemies he could never have hoped to defeat.

Months later, Ugur spotted another monster.

This time, armed with his newly mastered ability, he killed the monster as easily as slaughtering a chicken.

Devouring the flesh and blood of the beast, Ugur felt power course through his body.

Addicted to the sensation, Ugur began consciously hunting beasts as he trained.

A few years passed, and Ugur unknowingly reached the Tier 1 realm, gaining a stronger body and enhanced abilities.

Excited by this change, Ugur celebrated, praying and thanking his God.

Suddenly, as he was reflecting, he felt a tug in his will, as if his other half were in another place.

"What is this?" he wondered aloud.

Trying to sense the figure, he vaguely saw a woman of his species.

"Is this my destiny?" Ugur couldn't help but smile.

The God's command was to spread His name and let it become eternal.

However, Ugur was alone. Although his lifespan had extended as he grew stronger, it was far from eternal.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't spread the name of his God across the entire world.

Now, having found his other half, he felt a new purpose in life: to multiply, to gather thousands and millions of intelligent beings, to educate and cultivate them to become pastors, helping him spread the name of his God.

Bowing one last time to the statue of his God, Ugur set off on another journey.

Guided by his will, he crossed mountains and seas, trekking the land for decades without stopping.

At the age of fifty, Ugur finally felt his heart race, sensing he was closer to his destiny.

Running day and night, his feelings grew stronger, like a volcano about to erupt.

A few days later, Ugur saw the woman from his dreams, his other half, who would help him fulfill his grand aspirations.

At the same time, Ava, the woman Eryndor, smiled and rushed toward Ugur.

As they met and embraced, cherishing each other's company and warmth, their wills intertwined, binding their souls and hearts together.

"You've arrived. I've been waiting for you~" Ava murmured with a smile.

Although they spoke different languages, with their wills intertwined, they understood each other's hearts more clearly than any language could express.

"You are my destiny. Even if fire and water block my path, I would still arrive," Ugur said solemnly.

"I know..."

...

"What a beautiful romance!" his wives muttered, looking at their husband.

Watching the two souls, millions of kilometers apart yet bound together, their hearts couldn't help but melt away.

"They must have learned it from me!" Maximus bragged confidently.

"Oh? You'd also go through fire and water to meet us, even to the ends of the world?

"No matter where or when, as long as I have consciousness and can move, no matter the pain or sacrifice, I would arrive besides you without a doubt."

"So sweet~"

"You are my wives, my other halves. We are bound not by destiny or fate, but by the sheer love we have for each other."

Each Eryndor is bound by a fate set by the world.

Just after they are born, someone is already prepared for them.

This match is carefully chosen through multiple deductions and verification, ensuring a perfect complement of genetic makeup for stronger offspring.

Testing the power of the Eryndor's mutated will, Maximus nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's see what else it can do..."

...

As they sealed their relationship, they prayed devoutly to their Gods, thanking them and promising eternal love.

A few months later, after consummating their love and hoping to create the second generation of Eryndors, they felt another tug in their will.

Though faint, like a firefly in the dark, they sensed it.

"Another Eryndor has been born..." Ugur murmured with a smile.

Their species' name had been imprinted in their minds since birth.

Knowing they were the only two of their kind in the world felt lonely.

But now, with another one born, they felt hope for the future.

"It's vague, though. Can we find them?" Ava asked.

"It's natural. Our destinies are tied together like a rope. No matter how far apart we are, we can sense each other's condition. However, this newly born child is connected to us only by the shared belief in our God..." Ugur explained.

"I see... shall we go?"

"Naturally."

Their mission was to multiply and build a monument for their God, where Eryndors could grow and worship Him without danger.

Gathering every Eryndor they could find was vital to their mission.

With their search, the years passed swiftly.

Ugur and Ava continued trekking for decades without rest, finding Eryndor after another.

From a few to hundreds, as their numbers grew, their wills seemed to merge, growing stronger and stronger.

It seemed to create a heavenly net, binding their wills and enhancing their power.

With this stronger will and enhanced sensing abilities, it became easier to find other Eryndors.

Halfway through their journey, Ava, who was pregnant, was about to give birth.

In a temporary cottage, Ugur paced nervously, watching his wife sweat in pain.

"You can do this, Ava. I believe in you," Ugur muttered as he prayed for protection.

After nearly a hundred years of searching, they had gathered thousands of Eryndors.

During this time, most of the Eryndors reached Tier 1, and Ugur himself advanced to Tier 2.

Though they lacked a formal training manual, their innate potential allowed them to progress simply by eating and absorbing nutrients from beasts and plants.

Eryndors had a natural lifespan of 300 to 500 years.

Advancing to Tier 1 granted them 1,000 to 1,200 years.

Ugur felt this more clearly, having nearly 5,000 years of lifespan at Tier 2.

The Eryndors seemed blessed by nature, with amazing lifespans and potential.

Yet, because of this, giving birth to the next generation was nearly impossible.

After a hundred years of effort, Ava had only become pregnant a few years ago.

Now, as she was about to give birth to the next generation of Eryndors, not only was Ugur nervous, but the thousands of others also knelt down, praying to their God.

Finally, after grueling hours, Ava successfully gave birth.

With mana swirling around the newborn child, all the Eryndors smiled in delight, tears of joy flowing from their eyes.

Their race had finally birthed a new generation.

As innate beings, they feared their legacy might end after just a few hundred years.

But now, knowing they could artificially produce the next generation, they felt their future was bright.

That night, every couple returned to their cottages, working harder than ever.

Looking at his son, Ugur smiled.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ava..." Ugur murmured, holding his wife's hand tenderly.

"It's my duty," Ava smiled weakly.

"Hmm, let's name him Ascor, the harbinger of a new era."

Ascor seemed to understand the meaning of his name, laughing and smiling widely.

Each generation of the Eryndor could inherit the knowledge of their parents, grandparents, all the way to their ancestors, although not all at once; it provided the foundation for the next generation.

Ascor being able to inherit the knowledge of both his parent, had intelligent eyes, slowly unlocking the knowledge inheritance in his mind.

Soon after resting for a few days, the tribe continued their journey.

With Ascor's birth, it was as if a barrier had been broken.

As the years passed by, Eryndor couples became pregnant one after another.

The news invigorated the tribe, fueling their drive toward a brighter future.

Ascor, the first of the second generation, grew rapidly amid their travels.

He learned to speak the Eryndor language within weeks, to stand and walk within months, and to hunt independently within a year.

Inheriting his parents' abilities—the eyes of the dragonfly and the speed of the cheetah—Ascor began to lead the second generation, just as his father had led the first.

Centuries passed, and the tribe finally gathered all the innate Eryndors on the continent.

"10,000 Eryndors..." Ugur counted.

After hundreds of years of searching, they had found all ten thousand innate Eryndors.

Along with tens of thousands of second and third-generation members, the Eryndor population had grown to over 30,000.

"Our journey has come to an end. It's time to settle, to multiply, and to thrive!"