Chapter 1 SideA

          “The heroic quest! Engrave them in your heart. Oh, Chosen ones! Receive the blessings of the Divine Realm as you descend on the mortal realm. Welcoming you as heroes. Lend them your strength on your path to greatness. Do so and the heavens will reward you befitting the legends that you’ve become.”

Three people, ‘all’ aged 18 and also ‘all’ coming from the same High School on a place called Earth, stared at the young woman speaking those words. She would also like to stare back at their bewildered (for sure) faces. But her eyes are closed with her arms spread outwards. Hold it in for 10 seconds, she thought. Aesthetics and Atmosphere. She has to ‘look’ and give a ‘perfect’ ‘imagery’ of a holy goddess. Because Damn, She is, in fact, a Capital ‘G’ as in Goddess. 

This is Freakin’ Important, essential, and all synonyms you can think about. Diridelle is betting her entire celestial lifespan (which is, ahem, infinite). This is a new milestone or lightyearstone (some pretentious gods use that term to indicate a huge achievement). She did borrow the dress she’s wearing now from one of those ‘pretentious’ gods. This monochrome toga-type look is not her style. But it’s pretty when flowing in the air and someone said it matches with her middle parted lavender wavy floor-length hair. Her other friend also lent her a silver tiara to match which made her originally waist-high hair looked different.

She can just not do this. Her sister, an admin goddess, is in charge of this. But Diri, as people close to her call her, is trustworthy in this realm. So she had permission though she had to Babysit their younger sister just by herself as agreed. And what could go wrong with a ritual to process a request of some mortal kingdoms below?

Also, Diridelle is a goddess of all trades (that are limited to travel or transport). Like Journeys? She is even the one who is IN CHARGE of the pathways from the heavens to the overworld below and vice versa. She is also in charge of everything connected with Transport A to B. Like that, she did decline to be in charge of "Delivery" and "Birth" of Babies. She also won’t volunteer for the Soul Transports of mortals. Diridelle cannot and won’t try to butt heads with the god in charge of that area. Being spiked with Divine horns is not a nice look.

Completing this ‘summon/teleport Hero’ thingy is the perfect addition to her divine realm credentials. She will graduate from her current ranking and role. Oh, her current assigned role. Yes, she has the ‘authority’ to commence this ritual of grabbing some random individuals from some random planet and plunging them into a heroic adventure. And by ‘adventure’, she means being ground to a pulp by monsters and hopefully survive and level up to be able to slay some Demonic Knights. 

Well, she talked to the admin God of the place called Earth and found him kind of... awesome? Although he talks a lot about good acts, etc. Is allowing three of your beings to be kidnapped to another world against their will a good ‘act?’ She would and didn’t ask that. Keep your polite goddess ‘image’, she thought. She added him on DivineaBook and then followed him on DivineaGram. She also liked doves so heart-reacting both of his profile pics is a given.

| Activating Spell Circle y/n?

 | Activated. Scanning Spell Ritual Layers

The three summoned teenagers stared at the glowing circle that ‘magically’ appeared on the floor in surprise. That was drawn there all this time. She just activated it and made the symbols and divine engravings glow. She looked at the three. The only female of the trio is not ‘that shocked’. She just glance her way and then to the floor. Is she analyzing the whole situation? That girl’s face screams is this all a prank? The taller one, an athletic black-haired boy, looks determined. He is convinced with this heroic quest for sure. The other one looks..weird. He looks so excited while blurting ‘isekai’ and ‘harem’?

| Activating Spell Circle y/n?

 | Activated. Scanning Spell Ritual Layers

......

More System Dialogs and Command lines appeared and she double-checked how the data matched with her records of the, frozen due stasis, teenagers inside the circle. Rechecking if they’ll be mage build or melee. Cross-referencing their data from home planet with the perks they’ll be given here. And triple-checked it. It’s easy to make all three Overpowered but she’d rather keep it simple this time. She would be doing this many times when the time she will be an ‘admin’ of a newly formed planet or realm. She might as well disappear if the ‘heavenly gifts’ would be problematic.

After more command lines are rechecked. Like what kingdom the heroes be landing at. Basic Stuff for ‘admin’ build goddesses like her. Etcetera Etcetera. Then...

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|Layer 5. Spell Scanned.

 |342 errors found

Error pop-up messages are being sent to her. She slapped her face because she’ll know she’d panic. She locked this realm’s door which can only be seen by divine beings like her. Fun fact, this circular temple area-looking room is just a small pocket dimension. The backgrounds are just illusions of clouds and just some walls. Not-so-Fun Fact, she panicked. Whew, at least no one can go inside. Perks of being in charge of all relating to travel and transportation. She can be untraceable. She is also responsible for the ins and outs of people, divine or otherwise, and goods from the divine to the mortal realm. She can theoretically shut heaven’s gates by force. 

   |Tracing...

  |Layer 5 Spell will not be activated.

   |Please correct and recheck the ritual code

Whew. She is sweating and hurriedly wiped it while going near the spell circle. She had to be sweat-free to not smudge the engraving and symbols drawn on the circle. We can analyze and salvage this. She looked at the circle to spot errors. Well, she couldn’t find any. Maybe only a single symbol was incorrect and that messed up. The summoned heroes are still frozen in time. She can one by one examine each symbol without anything or anyone to distract her.

Okay, this is all right. I’ll go over there. 

She was talking to herself as she went to the outer edge of the circle. She reviewed and went back to the symbol where she came from. She squatted to see it clearly and furrowed her brow why that one is different. She summoned her one and only divine chalk. That precious celestial resource is used to create such circles and engravings. No one can simply get one of these and it’s dangerous to give to a kid-god. Even prankster gods will not mess with this stuff. 

No, this is not all right! It did not appear. The divine chalk! She then heard a giggling sound on another end of the circle. Then ‘it’ appeared. Her sister, another goddess, looked like a 4-year-old human but is some thousands of years old. 

That damn kid! She forgot this variable. Her sister Protara- can vanish in and out. The bright-eyed baby, in fact, cannot teleport but just hide and instantly jump and surprise anyone. Well, this time, she unpleasantly surprised her by doodling the etched symbols with the divine chalk. Hey, brat! She ran to catch her. The kid went invisible. The laughing menace took the narrowed eyes of her older sister as a playful start of a tag/ hide and seek. Every time she pops visibly, she doodled on some symbols. The face of the older goddess shown every time an engraving was touched by the ‘creative’ hands just makes the artist do it more. 

She is so not having offspring. If only this ‘I hope she won’t be a chaos god” brat will vanish somewhere to be seen later (definitely not now) when she’ll need her. She sighed. Admitting ‘loss’, wait for the ‘winner’ to get bored, and plop down the floor.

Should she relax? The answer is “hella no” once the kid turned her attention to the frozen summoned individuals. The kid tugged one of the hero-to-be’s skirt. Jolting them from stasis and saw the ‘plopped on the floor face up goddess with both legs propped in what looked like a pose of someone getting birth. Ummm. The goddess' reddening face smiled at another Earther woken up by a kick on the leg courtesy of the annoying kid. She would’ve to teleport herself up back to the decorative throne on this pocket realm if not for the deforming symbols on the floor. The ritual circle is glowing and activating at last.

She will have to tie down and ship her sister to their older sibling’s office in the divine palace. She took her word back as the said kid is now writhing with annoyance as deformed engravings stretched and wriggled like vines holding Protara down. She also is being suffocated by the same tentacle thingies. 

Where are the Earthers? She couldn’t ask since she closed her mouth. She’s also not willing to find out how the wriggling thingies would taste in the mouth. The otherworlders are staring at her with horrified looks. She can’t even move for help. One of the Earthers, a die-hard fantasy novel fan, is convinced this cannot be another world type of journey but maybe a Lovecraftian-horror one. One wants to help but decided not to as the floor area inside the circle is cracking. The female summoned individual is convinced this is a nightmare because of stress.

If teleporting the ‘summoned’ individuals is the Main goal. Well, it happened. They did were teleported- at least back to Earth much to the relief of one of them, the vice president of the student council. However, Their Home planet’s admin God had to do some heavy work with rearranging the memories of the individuals around the refunded-summoned teens as if they did not disappear. It was such a pain. Reality-bending is without cost and those are Celestial Currencies. Forced to borrow some credits on another planet, he thought, ‘Should I re-introduced human sacrifice on the planet?’ Neither a good act nor bad act it was to decline the DivineaBook Friend request of a certain Goddess and Block her even on DivineaGram but he did.

Back to Diridelle. She was swallowed by the black hole created in the area of the circle. She is thinking hard. Why did the ritual activate by itself? Well, others in the divine realm will also have headaches. Even the celestial being with Hydra-like image turned on their human form to lessen the migraine sensation. Messages are being directed to the screaming goddess free falling whose hugging a crying kid. Her socials like DivineaGram and DivineaBook are filled with (#diridelle #whereisdiridelle). 

Authors Note:

           Hi, it’s me! (insert final pseudonym I’ll use.) This is my first time writing a Webnovel. To share the fantasy world that’s been in my head. As you can see, It’s Chapter 1 with an ‘A’. I’m writing Chapter 1B. From another person’s perspective. 

They will both meet at Chapter 2. You can just skip that one and proceed to Chapter 2(when posted). Chapter 1B is planned to be with attacks and fighting. I hope I’ll deliver good action scenes! 

           Oh, my posting schedule will be WED, SAT, and SUN. Wednesday will be regular chapter/s releases and the same with Saturday. Yes, Chapter/s. I may post like for a random Wednesday more than one Chapter! It depends on how fast I can conjure words that are acceptable by my standards.

           Oh, Sunday releases are MOODTERLUDES. These Interludes are not fixed on word count. And also can be skipped if you want. I will write them based on my mood on that precise day. Also, that’s the time I will update and view some inconsistencies that you Readers, can spot. Like names not matching and typos.

            And rechecking the system and skills stuff written. Since this is a LitRPG. See you in the next Chapter/s. I may be able to write more than 1 chapter this Saturday.