Chapter 741: What’s It Like to Swear Sisterhood With the Creation Goddess? Lolth: Thanks for the Invite!

In Lolth’s original world, though numerous theories debated its origins with most being mere hypotheses, the prevailing view maintained existence began through a "Big Bang" – expanding from a singularity into a vast cosmos.

Yet before such theories emerged, or before modern scientific frameworks could even approach questions of cosmic genesis, this world already teemed with religions and legends.

Origin myths abounded – an undying living flame, the colossal Yggdrasil tree, five world-forging deities birthed by the God of Chaos, an axe-wielding giant cleaving sky from earth, the incomprehensible dream of some nameless entity…

These ancient tales now proved surprisingly useful for Lolth to comprehend her current situation.

She stood within another world – one existing before "creation" proper, a nascent realm still void of substance.

The girl before her, initially featureless but now mirroring Lolth’s appearance with 70-80% similarity, represented this world’s primordial essence.

She manifested the cosmic will – both the Dao that begets One and the One itself.

This embodied the world’s evolutionary desire. Its chosen method? First summoning a vibrant yet dying soul from another reality – which turned out to be Lolth herself.

Together, they now formed the Two born from One.

As Lolth contemplated – partly through her own deductions, partly through direct communion with this realm’s unveiled truths – the revelations came with the ease of solving basic algebra problems.

She studied the girl who might be termed this world’s Creation Goddess, now appearing as a black-haired maiden sharing Lolth’s features but radiating brighter vivacity.

The goddess clasped Lolth’s hands, starry-eyed with excitement as visions of infinite possibilities danced in her gaze.

"Your homeworld… such fascinating complexity! So many lives and souls – though I dislike how they huddle on tiny planets in that vast emptiness!"

"Oh! I didn’t mean to peek at your memories – that’s rude, right? But your soul broadcasted information when arriving! My apologies!"

Observing the chattering goddess, Lolth gradually realized something fundamental.

Despite her divine title, this being felt like a newborn soul. In this endless void where they communed spirit-to-spirit, Lolth directly sensed her emotions – passionate transparency.

Though newly acquainted, such unreserved connection already kindled Lolth’s fondness.

"No apology needed – I came willingly. But why choose me?"

At this, the goddess pursed her lips thoughtfully.

"Interdimensional time and space differ… irrelevant really. But in that critical moment, you stood out."

"Among billions of fading souls across adjacent realities, both the cosmic will and I agreed – you’re ideal."

"World-creation talent beyond primordial entities like me? Rare indeed! You possess this quality!"

"In your world’s terms – creative, intelligent, rational, finding joy in creation… and crucially, possessing magnanimous love."

The earnest praise flushed Lolth’s cheeks. She scratched her head sheepishly.

"Oh… really?"

"Absolutely! So… will you help?"

The creation goddess blinked pleadingly, resembling a child coveting new toys.

"First – what if I refuse?"

Lolth inquired playfully.

"I’d return you to your original fate without disrupting your world’s natural order," came the cheerful reply.

Lolth chuckled at the paradox.

"Objectively speaking, that sounds like ‘help or die’ coercion!"

"Does it? Does it?" The goddess stuck out her tongue innocently. "But you’ll agree anyway – just curious, yes?"

"That’s cheating! Why ask then?"

Lolth crossed her arms, knowing the emotion-perceptive goddess sensed her amusement.

Tilting her head, the deity smiled beatifically. "Your people value ceremonial gestures, no?"

"True enough. Rituals matter."

Lolth extended her hand.

"You recognize this custom?"

"Of course!" The goddess shook hands eagerly. "To joyous co-creation!"

"To co-creation!"

Their hands lingered – warm and soft.

After releasing, the goddess announced:

"Before proper world-building, another ritual!"

Clapping her palms, she materialized this realm’s first creation – transparent, fragrant liquid in wide-mouthed vessels, radiating euphoric properties.

"Let’s pledge sisterhood through wine!"

"Since I’m this world’s supreme deity, bowing to others seems improper. We’ll skip that part."

Lolth’s cheek twitched.

"So just drinking then?"

"Sisterhood essence remains!" Lifting her bowl, the goddess beamed. "I’ve decided my name – call me Xiletor henceforth!"