125 Abominations (1/2)

Perhaps the oddest, though definitely the most memorable, part of gaining worshipers as a god was the fact that the moment someone began to worship me their most heartfelt emotions seeped into me. And in my tower, in the wake of my worldwide healing of the undead and my move to feed the entire planet, I was gaining countless worshipers.

I felt an array of emotions seeping into me. Awe, reverence, and love, were coming into me from an unlikely source: the undead I had empowered. I felt a far more diverse array of emotions from the living. The living were inadvertently transmitting fear, joy, hate, sorrow, anger, and other, harder to precisely identify emotions into me.

The emotions were incredibly intense. Each emotion that wracked my divine form gave me a greater appreciation for the wide array of emotions non-deities, but especially living mortals, routinely endured.

Throughout most of my life I had felt general contentment. I am a god afterall. And more than that, I am as far as I can tell a sort of supreme being. I could resurrect the dead and grant immortality to any creature I wanted too. I hadn't faced much in the form of real challenges, and even at the weakest I had ever been I probably could have used my infinite magical energy to escape from most circumstances. That was not the case for mortals.

Mortals routinely faced major problems. In this world, and many others, they had to endure wars being waged on them by other mortals, slavery, famine, and all sorts of other complex and often life-threatening situations. It was a lot for creatures as weak as they were. It was almost endearing to try and picture them surviving such scenarios without feeling immense and moving emotions.

It wasn't always easy for me to remember their struggles, but in moments like this I was fully cognizant of the world mortals lived in. It was a dangerous, unpredictable, and often indifferent one.

I almost felt bad that my presence was definitely going to throw it further into chaos because I had only just begun to move and the chaos the world was engulfed in was increasing. I still had so many things I needed to do. Things I was just beginning to do.

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Torus' distribution of land was split nearly perfectly between its eastern and western hemispheres. The continent of Iredale and the continent of Mysteria were located within the western hemisphere. The continent of Humana and the continent of Anterior were located within the eastern hemisphere.

Iredale was the strange continent that lacked a large empire and was governed by separate, occasionally conflicting kingdoms. Mysteria, the furthest west continent in the world, was the home of the Ansari empire.

Unsurprisingly the continent of Humana housed the human race and the Reconquista empire. It was also the continent closest to Iredale, though still separated by an incredibly vast ocean. The landmass at the eastern edge of the world, Anterior, housed the coalition of monstrous races.

The northernmost and southernmost sections of the world were polar icecaps. These strange regions were inhabited, but my mental exploration of that area quickly led me to learn that these areas were not settled by creatures like humans and elves, but violent and powerful races like frost giants, white dragons, and other creatures such as evolved animals and even a few types of abominations.

Armed with the knowledge I gained after quickly retreating into myself. I closed my eyes and allowed my not-so-mini-map to become the thing I focused on. I began to look at the world through the usage of a few filters.

A consequence of gaining the first tier of influence over the star domain was a power that caused the range of my detection-based-powers to grown in size explosively. It was such a large growth that when I closed my eyes the not-so-mini-map that appeared before me covered the entire planet and gave me accurate information in real-time.

The first filter I applied to the real-time display of the world in front of me was one that singled out people who believed I was an actual deity. I was positively delighted to watch the majority of the world's population to suddenly be vibrantly highlighted and for their rough outlines to turn a bright red.

It didn't matter if one was an animal, abomination, humanoid, extraplanar, undead, or other kinds of beings, more than half of the global population was highlighted. My rampant displays of power, coupled with the system, and my own handcrafted messages was evidently sufficiently persuasive to convince the people of Torus that I was what I said I was.

The next filter I applied was one that targeted slave-owners specifically. I was disappointed when I saw that there were several million such people who were still highlighted. I deselected the first filter so I could be sure that I saw everyone who was targeted, and the number exploded upwards which further increased my frustration and threatened to foul up my mood.

I studied the parts of the map with the most dots. I was annoyed and a bit surprised to see that there were different concentrations of colored outlines. The single biggest mass of them was located on Humana, the uncreatively named continent home to the majority of Torus's humans.

”Should I... punish Reconquista?” I wondered. There was a part of me that wanted too, and that wanted to use my powers to shatter the empire. I had enough power that I could easily leave Espana, the capital city, in ruins without any assistance but I knew that such a move would result in chaos and shift the balance of power and I wasn't sure what the consequences of that would be if I acted impulsively. I decided to show caution after a few seconds and not attack, yet.

Though I wasn't sure of the specifics, I could tell from studying the map that the human empire had a legal system that was accepting of slavery. And I did not intend to allow that to continue. I huffed in irritation and opted to turn my attention elsewhere for now, else I ran the risk of moving preemptively and I wasn't about to do that. Not yet.

I studied the other empires for a few moments and quickly came to a heartening conclusion. It seemed that only Reconquista had a legal system that enabled slavery.

The other empires had slave-owners as well, but it was nowhere near the number of slaveowners that Reconquista had. What was more telling though was that Reconquista's slaveowners varied in alignment and class, but in other empires slave-owners were uniformly wealthy and invariably had evil alignments. I personally felt that slave-owning should have stained one's soul enough for them to be marked as evil no matter what, but it seems that the laws that govern alignment disagreed with me and I didn't yet have the power to change or challenge them.