I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 49

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Chapter 49
I cried out desperately.
If Dominic joined the Cult, he would undoubtedly rise to the position of cult leader.
If he summoned an external being, there was no telling what would happen.
I had to bring him along as a companion no matter what.
Dominic’s eyes widened slightly at my cry.
But he soon accepted the proposal readily.
“Very well.”
Doctor Dominic has joined as a companion.
He agreed so quickly without much deliberation that I was actually more surprised than he was.
As if he knew what kind of work I would assign him.
“Aren’t you even going to ask what it is?”
“It doesn’t matter what it is.”
A choice appeared before me.
You explain to Doctor Dominic what kind of mission he will perform.
– Tell him to just follow along quietly.
– Tell him there will be no harm to him.
– Tell him you might even have him commit murder.
– Tell him to join the Apostles of the Void together with you.
I chose the third option.
“Even if you ask me to commit murder?”
Dominic smiled as if curious about such things.
“Because the only thing meaningful in this place is you, Gunbam.”
It was an answer that seemed vague at first glance but was unmistakably clear in meaning.
The being before my eyes was merely learning and mimicking humans.
The amnesiac Dominic didn’t know what he truly was and simply imitated human behavior patterns wholesale.
Facial expressions, gestures, habits, speech patterns—and even how to react in any given situation.
But none of that could affect Dominic’s true nature.
And Dominic held affection for me, the only heterogeneous being in Call of Oblivion who had recognized his peculiarity.
It was merely basic affection, nothing special, but that alone was enough to make him prioritize me over every other NPC in Call of Oblivion.
‘Then couldn’t I use him for combat?’
Originally, Doctor Dominic was a support-type companion NPC.
But the current Dominic possessed tremendous power and had no qualms about killing, so he would do anything I asked him to eliminate.
If Dominic fought well according to my wishes, I could reduce the number of companion NPCs I needed to recruit for clearing.
I was originally supposed to bring a retired soldier NPC as a combat companion, but persuading him was quite troublesome, so if I could skip him, the clear time would be drastically shortened.
“What must we do?”
As I was pondering how best to utilize Dominic, I heard his question and began a belated explanation.
“I came to Mornveil to investigate the Apostles of the Void, a cult.”
As I gave him a speech about how terrible the cult in Mornveil was, Dominic listened obediently.
Of course, he wasn’t angered by atrocities like human sacrifice; his eyes simply showed curiosity about what his task would be.
When I explained that the ultimate goal was to investigate the cult, obtain evidence, and expose its cruel reality, Dominic gave a light round of applause.
I spoke with deliberate solemnity.
“This could become extremely dangerous work. So, Dominic, what do you think about staying at the Hotel together while I’m in Mornveil?”
Of course, I wasn’t worried about Dominic being in danger—this was for my own protection.
And I also judged it better to keep him nearby where I could monitor him rather than leave him alone.
“That works for me. Though as you know, I can only stay in certain spaces.”
Dominic pointed at himself with a joking gesture.
Indeed, a 3-meter body didn’t have many comfortable places to stay.
But there was a way to solve that.
“Dominic.”
“Yes, Gun-bam?”
“Do you have any money?”
I squeezed Dominic’s funds to use as operational capital.
Later, when Dominic regained his memories, he might kill me for it.
But then again—
‘Considering everything I’ve done so far, wouldn’t he kill me anyway even if I didn’t take the money?’
So while I was already deceiving him, I might as well take the money too.
Dominic readily agreed to become my personal wallet.
The wealth of Dominic, Mornveil’s only psychiatrist, was considerable.
I wondered if this was money the real Dominic had accumulated, but it wasn’t.
“My patients tend to rely on me quite heavily.”
The patients who had fallen for the fake Dominic had bestowed all manner of treasures upon him.
Dominic had even been gifted a car.
I stood speechless as I gazed at the gleaming black automobile parked in his garage.
Considering that automobiles were extraordinarily expensive luxuries in the world of Call of Oblivion, it was no exaggeration to say his patients were offering him their livers and gallbladders alike.
He was already living a life no different from a cult leader.
If this Dominic were to join the cult, it would be like giving him wings.
I could clearly envision a future where he would rapidly ascend directly to the position of cult leader.
‘Absolutely not.’
I moved to the Hotel with Dominic.
It was another automatic transfer, but thanks to taking Dominic on as a colleague, this time I didn’t walk—I traveled in his car instead.
Arriving at the Hotel quite conveniently, I walked confidently toward the check-in counter.
And I made a request of the staff.
“I’d like to change rooms. To the most expensive suite in this hotel. Oh, and since we’ll have one more guest, please add breakfast as well.”
Bewilderment crossed the staff member’s face.
Since this was a hotel operated by the cult, they would certainly know I was a journalist with a meager budget.
So the sudden request to upgrade to the most expensive suite seemed to puzzle them.
But I needed this hotel’s suite room.
With multiple rooms, several people could stay comfortably, and crucially, the suite had higher ceilings than other rooms, so Dominic wouldn’t need to crouch.
It was then that the staff member began scrutinizing me with suspicious eyes.
He suddenly let out a loud exclamation.
“Oh my goodness! Doctor Dominic!”
The staff member beamed upon seeing Dominic, who had arrived late after parking the car.
He leaned his upper body almost entirely over the check-in counter as he greeted him.
Dominic received the staff member’s enthusiastic greeting—as if he’d spotted a celebrity—with gentlemanly grace.
“It’s been quite some time. I hope you’ve been well?”
“Of course, sir. I can’t believe you remember me… I was certain you’d have forgotten someone like me by now….”
The staff member’s eyes grew distant. His mouth stretched into a wide smile as he spoke.
“So you know the Young Lamb, sir. What a remarkable connection.”
Upon hearing that Dominic would be staying at the same time I remained in Mornveil, the staff member had upgraded my room for half price.
With my expenses significantly reduced, I happily moved to the new suite.
It was a room I could normally only access much later in the story, and staying here from the beginning felt wonderfully comfortable.
“Thank you so much, Dominic. I’m grateful.”
“Think nothing of it.”
Dominic surveyed the expansive living room—spacious enough to hold a sports day—and sought my permission.
“Would it be alright if I adjusted a few pieces of furniture?”
Oh.
I’d been so focused on the ceiling height that I hadn’t thought about the furniture at all.
There wasn’t a single piece in the suite suited to Dominic’s frame.
“Of course. Though ordering new pieces would take several days, so perhaps we could temporarily connect the sofas….”
I trailed off before finishing my suggestion to temporarily arrange the sofas together.
Creak, creak, creeeeak.
The furniture twisted and expanded with groaning sounds.
Some pieces even changed their material composition.
Before long, the suite was filled with furniture that had transformed to match Dominic’s physique and preferences.
Dominic settled onto the sofa with satisfaction, having accomplished the impossible as casually as breathing.
“I can’t change everything—only items with simple construction are possible.”
As he continued speaking, his blue eyes darkened with a dangerous glint.
“Though it seems I could have accomplished far more in the past….”
Doctor Dominic is reminiscing about the past.
– Tell him the past holds no meaning.
– Praise him, saying he’s impressive even now.
– Ask if he remembers anything about the past.
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– Suggest joining the Apostles of the Void together.
“You’re already incredibly impressive just as you are!”
Having chosen the second option, I lavished praise upon Dominic, hoping to prevent him from dwelling on the past.
Even after delivering the dialogue from the choice, I continued heaping compliments about his remarkable abilities until my voice grew hoarse—and Dominic seemed to enjoy my praise, as a faint smile crossed his face.
“Well then, I’ll organize my luggage and retire early.”
“Today was your first day arriving in Mornveil. You must be exhausted. Please rest well, Han Go-yo.”
I forced out a smile at his affectionate words and fled to my bedroom with my luggage.
Even after closing the bedroom door, I couldn’t bring myself to take a single comfortable breath, afraid he might hear something.
‘What exactly can he do, and how far can he go?’
The terror was amplified by the fact that he wasn’t merely a being of raw strength.
I wanted to seal him away in Collobo forever.
After calming my racing heart, I opened my luggage and haphazardly scattered the contents across the floor, pretending to organize them.
Then I sat on the small sofa in my bedroom and attended to the tasks I needed to complete while out of Dominic’s sight.
‘Can I check my own status window?’
Until now, I’d only examined others’ windows—it had never occurred to me to check my own.
I summoned my status window.
‘Han Go-yo status window.’
The system window materialized before my eyes.
– Han Go-yo (Lamb) ♥x1
– Reporter
– Acquired Items: Cash (9,999,999G).
– Inventory: Happy Smile Candy, Portable Music Device, Seal Ring Without an Owner, Dark Essence Fragment (1), Hologram Badge (1).
– Current Status: Fear.
Collobo grants one extra life by default when you start the game.
As you progress, you obtain additional hearts.
My resurrection point should currently be set to the Hotel.
When I played Collobo on the Cult Leader route, I had set my resurrection point above the cult’s altar.
I had even demonstrated a miracle befitting a pseudo-religious leader—dying and coming back to life.
‘Either way, I only have one heart now, so I need to be careful.’
Scanning through, there was no ability list.
It seemed I couldn’t use Oracle, Execution, Prohibition, or Protection against myself.
Slightly disappointed that I’d harbored some hope for the Protection ability, I examined other details.
A new section labeled “Current Status” had appeared, and the item list…
‘Why is my cash like this?’
My eyes widened in shock.
I’d spent a fortune upgrading the Hotel rooms, yet my cash was capped at the maximum display limit.
It meant my holdings exceeded the display threshold.
‘Could it be… because of Dominic?’
When he agreed to become my reliable wallet, his cash must have merged with mine.
The fact that this astronomical sum came entirely from his patients made me wonder what exactly he’d been doing in Collobo.
It wouldn’t have surprised me if he’d already established a cult of his own.
Below that, when I checked my inventory, there was an unfamiliar item.
It was the ring the butlers had handed me.
Seal Ring Without an Owner: A seal ring once used by someone of nobility. Those who are not its owner experience profound sorrow upon wearing it.
Despite being called a seal ring, it bore no markings whatsoever.
Even checking the item description revealed no clue as to its purpose.
I examined the plain ring before placing it back in my inventory.
Butlers, I’m sorry.
Your master won’t be coming home anymore—I’ll be living in Collobo forever.
I apologized silently to the Cat Butler and Rabbit Butler, vowing never to retrieve the seal ring again.
Then I pulled out the hologram badge Samra had given me.
It had been deactivated before, but now that I was inside the Trial, I could activate it.
Hologram Badge: Everything in this world is connected as one.
I activated it and read the item description, but I still couldn’t make sense of it.
Giving up on interpretation, I pinned the badge inside my clothes where it wouldn’t be visible.
Even if I didn’t know what it was for, there seemed to be no harm in wearing it.
Feeling like I’d settled things well enough, I decided to end the first day.
After changing into pajamas and lying down on the bed, a system window appeared.
Will you go to sleep?
– Yes.
– No.
I selected ‘Yes’ and my vision darkened.
Your first day in Mornveil has ended.
It was eventful, but I felt like I could manage somehow.
I ended the first day with optimism.
And then came the second day.
I died.

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