Chapter 42: Tales of the Gods (2): The Death God Alogoros

Chapter 42: Tales of the Gods (2): The Death God Alogoros

42.Tales of the Gods (2): The Death God Alogoros

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The room lacked any sense of lived-in warmth.

A cheap blue carpet covered the floor, and the walls were painted a dull grey.

Within the several neatly arranged, plainly painted white wooden shelves, a few personal belongings of the room’s owner were stored.

“Why has it come to this...”

Sitting deeply in a second-hand office chair obtained from his workplace, the Death God Alogoros was holding his head in his hands in his private room prepared in the underworld.

Displayed on the screen floating before his eyes were recordings of the lower world’s conditions.

The Death God Alogoros.

A carrier of death with purple eyes.

A symbol of death from which the living cannot escape.

Although Alogoros is known and feared by all living beings as such, in reality, he is a lower god serving under the god of the underworld, Asava, and merely a messenger.

His appearance is neat and clean but otherwise plain, resembling a man in his thirties.

His distinctive feature would be his shining purple eyes, but even these would quickly fade into obscurity amidst other gods.

Contrary to the ominous image one might associate with the words “Death God”, both his appearance and personality are unremarkable.

That is the god known as Alogoros.

Now, as for the Death God Alogoros, he was currently in a state of great perplexity.

Messing up his peculiar hair even more, he scratched his head and exclaimed,

“This is bad... really bad! The very foundation is falling apart before the story even begins!”

...Yes, he was supposed to film a broadcast about reincarnation into another world soon.

The title is “The Miko of Slaughter.”

A dark, battle-filled story about a girl captured by a cultish assassination guild who meets her mentor, grows stronger, and overcomes numerous formidable enemies to carve out her destiny...

That was the scenario he had prepared.

As part of the preparations, using his powers as the Death God, he arranged people’s fates to ensure the story would follow the script.

He spent 60,000 mana, a significant amount for a lower god, to win the soul of the human destined to be the protagonist, “Nakayasu Misaki,” at auction, bestowing divine protection and reincarnating her.

The preparations were complete.

All that was left was to start the story and film how it unfolded.

That was supposed to be the case.

...But, however!

“Why... Why is the ‘Grim Reaper of Ashgo’ being killed!?”

The “Grim Reaper of Ashgo” was a world-class assassin, now retired.

Alogoros, sharing a similar title of “Death God,” held a great fondness for his silent nature.

Yes, this was meant to be Alogoros’s first venture into filming an isekai broadcast.

He, who had lived a modest and diligent life dedicated solely to his duties as a god, had started this hobby because he wanted to get closer to a cute goddess he met at a seminar, who was a major isekai broadcaster, sharing a common interest... Well, that’s irrelevant for now, so let’s skip over that.

“My... My 60,000 mana...”

To reiterate, the 60,000 mana used to win the soul of an Earthling at auction is by no means a small amount for a lesser god.

“........................Fine, I’ll just go to sleep.”

In the end, Alogoros decided to give up on various things and just go to bed improperly.

He had been working non-stop for about 5,000 years.

A hundred years of improper sleep shouldn’t bring any punishment.

The system will take care of collecting souls, after all.

Applying for vacation to the god of the underworld, Asava... can wait.

That female boss is quite naggy.

It’s one thing to talk about work, but it’s another to interfere in personal life, asking “Are you eating properly?” or “Are you keeping your room clean?”.

It’s annoying.

There was even a time she said, “What, should I cook for you?” and tried to barge into my room.

Please, no.

That’s an invasion of privacy.

If I suddenly say I want to take a break, she’ll definitely start lecturing me about what’s going on.

Just thinking about that scenario gives me a headache.

Right now, I just want to sleep improperly.

With that thought in mind, Alogoros crawled into his futon.

He turned off the room’s light and covered his head with a blanket.

The bulge of the blanket, which had been moving around for a while, eventually slowed down to just rise and fall gently.

The only sound in the quiet room was a small snoring sound.

“My... 60,000 mana...”

Correction.

Occasionally, one could hear him talking in his sleep.

Author’s Message:

With this, Arc 3 comes to an end.

In Arc 2, Emi-chan was caught up in a hero’s story and received a terrible indirect hit, but in Arc 3, without realizing it, she ended up crushing one story.

The Death God was perplexed, but the supposed protagonist, Shula-chan, was able to escape her harsh fate.

Good for her!

Now, after a short Arc 4, Arc 5 will begin.

Thank you for your continued support.