God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

Seeing Linsley cooking breakfast for her, Seraphina was indeed touched since her love was reciprocated by him. However, seeing how Linsley cooked the breakfast, Seraphina was shocked.

If it was just Linsley cooking and ending up with a burnt and blackened inedible breakfast, Seraphina wouldn't mind since what mattered was that her fiancé made an effort to cook breakfast for her.

But seeing how the breakfast was being cooked, Seraphina couldn't tell whether she was hallucinating.

She watched in disbelief as the ingredients levitated, knives slicing through vegetables and meats without any visible hand guiding them.

The chopped pieces then floated over the gas stove, seemingly cooking themselves in midair. There were no pots, pans, or utensils to be seen—just food preparing itself as if by magic.

Seraphina rubbed her eyes and blinked several times, trying to make sense of the surreal scene before her.

"Linsley, what... what's going on?" she stammered, her voice filled with confusion and a hint of awe.

Linsley turned to face her, a gentle smile on his lips. "Ah, you're awake! Breakfast will be ready soon," he said casually, as if nothing was amiss.

"But... how are you doing that?" Seraphina asked, pointing at the floating ingredients and the invisible force manipulating them.

Linsley chuckled softly. "Oh, this? It's a bit complicated, but I suppose there's no point in hiding it anymore."

He waved his hand, and suddenly, shimmering outlines appeared around the utensils and ingredients, revealing faint traces of tentacle-like appendages guiding them.

Since Linsley had god-like control over his invisible force, he could also choose to remove its invisibility, which was quite pointless in combat but useful in situations such as this one.

Seraphina's eyes widened as she took a cautious step forward. "Are those... tentacles?"

"Yes," Linsley admitted. "This is part of my avatar—my true power."

"Your avatar?" Seraphina echoed, trying to process the revelation.

As Magia Fleur, Seraphina had fought against countless Outer God lackeys. She knew that the tentacles Linsley was using didn't carry the same eerie presence or corruption of the Outer God.

In other words, Seraphina was certain that Linsley wasn't an Outer God lackey—otherwise, he wouldn't have revealed his power to her.

The black tentacles that Outer God lackeys used and the invisible tentacles Linsley manipulated gave a different feeling entirely. There was no cognitive or mental pollution, no sense of dread. Instead, there was a strange sense of neutrality emanating from the purple-colored invisible force.

Linsley nodded. "I know this might be a shock, but I wanted to share this with you. We've both been keeping secrets, and I think it's time we were honest with each other."

"You already told me about your secret identity as Magia Fleur, so I figured I might as well share mine."

Seraphina's mind raced as she recalled her own secret identity as Magia Fleur. The realization that Linsley was far more than he seemed began to sink in.

"Wait," she said slowly. "Does this mean... you're also involved in the fight against the Outer God?"

Linsley smiled warmly. "In a way, yes. Though my abilities are a bit different from yours. I'm neither a magical girl nor a mecha driver."

"I can't tell you everything about how I got my abilities, but I can reveal this—I am Phantom Reaper."

Seraphina's eyes widened even further. "Phantom Reaper?!" she gasped, her voice full of shock.

The revelation hit her like a wave. Phantom Reaper, the mysterious figure who had saved her life, the one who fought alongside the resistance against the Outer God, was none other than Linsley, her own fiancé.

She had developed a crush on Phantom Reaper back then, a brief moment of admiration for the dark, enigmatic figure. But as time passed, and she grew closer to Linsley, her feelings shifted, and her loyalty to him deepened. Still, the surprise was overwhelming.

"You… You're Phantom Reaper?" she repeated, her heart pounding.

Her emotions were tangled—relief, disbelief, admiration—all swirling at once.

Linsley nodded, a small smile playing at his lips. "Yes. The one and the same."

Seraphina's mind spun as she tried to process it all.

She had admired Phantom Reaper, even developed feelings for him before she got closer to Linsley. But now? Now they were the same person.

She wasn't sure how to react. She felt a strange mixture of excitement and disbelief. It was like something out of a fantasy novel.

"But…" she began, her voice trailing off.

She couldn't bring herself to say it. Her crush on Phantom Reaper, the feelings she had buried deep, had never truly left. And now, they were colliding with the feelings she had developed for Linsley.

Sensing her hesitation, Linsley decided to prove it.

He closed his eyes for a brief moment, and with a subtle shift, activated his identity distortion.

In an instant, his appearance changed.

The air around him darkened, his clothing shifted to the familiar black coat of Phantom Reaper, and his face became shadowed, the mask of identity distortion obscuring his features yet still showing how handsome he was.

Seraphina gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. "It's really you…" she whispered, taking a step closer. She could hardly believe it.

"It's me," Linsley—now Phantom Reaper—confirmed. "The one who's been by your side all along, in more ways than one."

Seraphina felt her heart race.

The man she admired, the one she was engaged to, and the mysterious figure who saved her a few times, were all the same person.

Her mind flashed back to that day—she had left Linsley to transform into Magia Fleur, and when she was almost defeated by the Outer God's lackeys, Phantom Reaper had appeared, saving her from certain death. It all made sense now.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but in this moment, the relief was overwhelming. Her fingers brushed his face, her voice trembling with emotion.

"I… I can't believe it," she said softly. "You've been protecting me all this time."

Linsley's eyes softened, "I always will."

And in that moment, all of Seraphina's feelings—the confusion, the admiration, the affection—merged into one. Experience new stories on m v|l e'-NovelBin.net

Seraphina leaned in, her lips brushing his, sealing the understanding between them.