God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

The room remained quiet for a long moment after Aurielle's departure, the faint hum of the city below blending with the soft rustle of the curtains.

Lucy let out a small sigh, her wings shifting slightly as she relaxed against the railing.

The events of the night replayed in her mind, the memory of Linsley's words, his warmth, and the quiet sincerity in his touch grounding her in a way she hadn't expected.

Her lips curved into a faint smile as she gazed out at the awakening city.

The peace she felt wasn't fleeting—it was something deeper, something she had almost forgotten was possible. For the first time in years, she felt unshackled by her burdens, free to simply be.

But, of course, Aurielle had a way of leaving behind traces of her chaotic energy even in her absence.

Lucy chuckled softly to herself, shaking her head as she thought about Aurielle's antics. The woman was impossible, but there was a strange charm to her boldness that Lucy couldn't help but admire… in small doses.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. Lucy turned, her golden eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity. Read exclusive adventures at empire

Approaching cautiously, she opened it to find a young hotel attendant standing nervously with a tray in hand.

"Um, Miss Lucy?" the attendant stammered, his eyes darting anywhere but at her wings, clearly unsure of how to address someone of her stature. "Lady Aurielle requested this be delivered to you."

Lucy raised an eyebrow as she took the tray. It held a small, intricately wrapped box and a note sealed with Aurielle's unmistakable wax crest.

The attendant bowed quickly and scurried off, leaving Lucy to her thoughts.

She opened the note, the elegant handwriting inside undeniably Aurielle's:

\\Dearest Lucy,

Consider this my gift for not immediately strangling me for barging into your little love nest. Open the box. You'll thank me later. Oh, and don't worry—I'll take good care of Linsley today… probably.

Love and chaos,

Aurielle.\\

Lucy sighed but couldn't suppress a faint smile as she opened the box.

Inside was a beautifully crafted bracelet, adorned with tiny charms that shimmered faintly with flux energy. Each charm was carved in exquisite detail, depicting moments from her time with Linsley—a tiny firework, an angel's wing, a carousel animal, and even a small heart.

The craftsmanship was undeniably Aurielle's, and Lucy's fingers brushed over the charms, her chest tightening with an unexpected wave of emotion.

She didn't expect this—Aurielle's chaos came with a surprising amount of thoughtfulness beneath it.

Lucy slipped the bracelet onto her wrist, letting the charms jingle softly as she returned to the balcony.

The sunrise was brighter now, the city fully awakening, and for a brief moment, she allowed herself to bask in the quiet before the day ahead.

…

Meanwhile, on the other side of the portal, Linsley was immediately greeted by the bustling chaos of the gaming convention.

Neon lights flickered, the hum of excited chatter filled the air, and the faint sound of electronic music pulsed in the background.

Aurielle, ever the center of attention, waved enthusiastically at a group of gamers who recognized her instantly. She had already cemented herself as a gaming icon the day before, alongside Ted, by dominating every competition they entered.

"Welcome to paradise!" she announced dramatically, releasing Linsley's arm and spinning in place. "This is where the magic happens, my dear Emperor."

A few heads turned, whispers spreading quickly among the crowd. "Isn't that the Emperor of the Astral Dominion?" someone murmured.

"He's actually here?" another added, equal parts awestruck and incredulous.

But the awe quickly gave way to the practicality of the gaming world. After all, titles like Emperor or Queen meant nothing when it came to scores. Here, it was all about skill, and Aurielle had already proven she was no slouch.

Besides, they had grown used to her antics. Yesterday, she and Ted had wrecked the leaderboards across several games, and their presence was now seen as just another challenge—albeit a formidable one.

The gamers around them gave curious glances at Linsley but didn't approach, more interested in seeing how he'd perform in the arena.

Linsley crossed his arms, his gaze scanning the chaotic scene. "And by magic, you mean caffeine-fueled all-nighters and arguments over power levels, right?"

"Exactly!" Aurielle grinned, grabbing his hand and dragging him toward one of the larger booths. "Now, let's find something to completely destroy everyone's egos with. Maybe a fighting game? Or we could join a VR tournament—show them what real Overlords can do."

Linsley allowed himself to be pulled along, though his smirk betrayed his amusement. "You just want an excuse to show off, don't you?"

Aurielle gasped, clutching her chest in mock offense. "Me? Show off? How dare you accuse me of something so accurate!"

They navigated through the crowd, Aurielle greeting nearly everyone she passed with an effortless charm that felt both genuine and overwhelming.

The vendors and organizers clearly recognized her from yesterday and gave knowing nods or nervous waves.

Linsley couldn't help but notice how easily she commanded the room, even in a completely different realm of influence.

Stopping in front of a massive holographic display featuring the latest VR battle royale game, Aurielle clapped her hands together.

"Alright, here's the plan: We team up, dominate the leaderboard, and then I'll let you fend off the inevitable swarm of fans who'll want your autograph."

Linsley raised an eyebrow, smirking faintly. "You're assuming they'll even notice me with you around."

Aurielle snorted, her violet eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, trust me, Linsley. You're charismatic, handsome, and have the small detail of being the Emperor of the Astral Dominion."

"Fans are going to flock to you no matter what—whether you lose hilariously or pull off god-level plays. Either way, you're getting attention. It's inevitable."

Linsley chuckled, shaking his head. "So, no pressure then?"

"None whatsoever," Aurielle said breezily, grabbing his arm and pulling him toward the VR battle royale station. "Now, let's get started. I've got a reputation to maintain, and you, my dear Emperor, are going to help me crush some egos."

As they queued for the game, the buzz of recognition followed them. Whispers rippled through the crowd, with more than a few heads turning their way.

"Is that really the Queen of the Amazons?"

"And the Emperor of the Astral Dominion? Here? Playing games?"

Aurielle basked in the attention like a star on a red carpet, throwing the occasional wave or cheeky wink at gawking bystanders.

Linsley, however, remained calm, his expression as unbothered as ever. It was clear to everyone around that no amount of fanfare fazed him.

Once inside the VR pods, Aurielle immediately took charge, barking out orders with the confidence of a seasoned commander. "Alright, stick to my lead. I'll handle the upfront chaos; you provide the precision cover."

To her mild surprise, Linsley followed her instructions without question, but it was evident he wasn't just playing second fiddle. His sniper precision complemented her aggressive tactics perfectly, creating a seamless balance between chaos and control.

Within minutes, their names climbed the leaderboard, drawing more onlookers to their station.

Gamers paused mid-session to watch the Emperor and Queen wreak havoc on their opponents with effortless synergy.

Aurielle, true to form, was bold and reckless, diving headfirst into enemy teams and mowing them down with sheer audacity.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Meanwhile, Linsley played it cool, picking off threats from a distance with unnerving accuracy. The convention buzzed with excitement as their teamwork left competitors scrambling to adapt.

Their final match was a masterpiece of strategy and execution. In the closing moments, they executed a coordinated aerial assault that left the crowd cheering and their avatars standing victoriously atop the leaderboard.

As they stepped out of the pods, Aurielle threw her hands in the air triumphantly. "And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you make an entrance!" she declared, bowing theatrically to the small crowd that had gathered.

Linsley chuckled, removing his VR headset. "I'm surprised you didn't just create a new gift to cheat."

"Please," Aurielle said, flipping her hair over her shoulder with mock indignation. "I don't need to cheat when I'm this good. Besides, you weren't too shabby yourself, Emperor."

The murmurs of the crowd grew louder as more people recognized them, though the attention was laced with respect rather than intimidation.

After all, in the gaming world, it didn't matter how high your status was—what mattered was skill. And Linsley and Aurielle had just proven themselves to be forces to be reckoned with.

"Speaking of status," Linsley began as the crowd started to disperse, "what exactly happened with you and Ted yesterday while I was out with Lucy?"

Aurielle's smirk widened, her violet eyes glinting with a mischievous glimmer. "Oh, where do I even start? First off, Ted and I dominated this place. I mean, you think we're Overlords in battle? You should've seen us in gaming. Every leaderboard had one of our names on it, sometimes both."

Linsley raised an eyebrow. "That doesn't surprise me in the slightest. But what's the catch? You've got that 'there's more to the story' look."