I Made a Game Featuring Constellations - Chapter 40



Lewd Wisdom (3)

“Th-Then show me! Show me the knowledge of the world beyond that I do not know!”

“……”

I couldn’t process the sudden situation, and my brain overloaded and froze.

“……Why, why are you just standing there! Didn’t you say you would remove my shackles!”

Ah… shackles.

Yes, that’s right.

I said I would remove them.

Drip Drip

Transparent liquid drops falling one by one from the end of a long stick.

My mind went blank.

Of course, it’s lust.

This is only natural.

Sloth had prevented Ren from doing anything for hundreds of years,

Wrath had hindered the magitech engineer from succeeding in his experiments.

Just as Pride had turned the demon into a mere brute,

‘Has Lust transformed the Goddess of Wisdom like this?’

“Why do you keep looking down there….”

The goddess of wisdom lowered her gaze.

“…….”

In the momentarily chilling atmosphere, the lower part of her body loosened.

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Thud.

A pink, uniquely shaped stick fell from her lower body.

A strange scent spread sharply around it.

“Eek!”

Bang!

With a burst of smoke, the goddess of wisdom disappeared.

A moment later,

“You saw nothing.”

“What?”

“You saw absolutely nothing! Nothing! Understand?”

The goddess of wisdom thrust her face towards me, almost frighteningly.

“Ah, yes…!”

I answered involuntarily to her overwhelming presence.

“Phew… I wish I could erase your memory by touching your mind, but my power doesn’t reach that far… sigh.”

She muttered something under her breath.

But her voice was too low to hear clearly.

More than that, I still couldn’t read her thoughts.

Even though I’m her original, she can’t read my mind.

Is it because she’s the goddess of wisdom?

“Anyway, you said you’d free me from my shackles.”

“Yes, I did.”

Calling it shackles, it seems she’s aware that the qualifier, ‘lewd,’ is holding her down.

…Honestly, even while talking to someone she can’t control her urges and ends up pleasuring herself, it *is* weird that she doesn’t notice.

“How do you plan to undo these shackles even *I* can’t manage?”

“First, I’ll tell you about the record of sins I’ve resolved until now.”

I explained the stories from Ren, the goddess of sloth and sacrifice, to the mage-engineer who cast off anger, and the demon god who overcame pride.

“Hoo. A cure through a game. Truly amazing.”

The goddess was impressed.

She has a rather serious expression and tone, but maybe because of what happened earlier.

I felt like she was a younger sister chattering next to me.

“Do you know this? I know and can know everything on this continent of Leiphania. It’s the power I possess as a god of wisdom and a curse of knowledge that imprisons me.”

The power to know everything. Truly a power befitting a god symbolizing wisdom.

Calling it a curse of knowledge…is it because she learns things she doesn’t want to know?

Like old people or old ladies… or even poop!

“But I do not know about your game.”

“……Huh?”

The goddess continued, her face filled with a joy.

“To know everything about this continent! I can’t help but know! But I can’t know about you!”

“What do you mean…?”

“For reasons unknown, I don’t know you! You are the only one who can pull me out of this curse of knowledge!”

As if the fact that there was information she didn’t know excited her.

“So!”

It was when she pounced on me and climbed on top of me.

– The pinnacle of wisdom must not act rashly.

– The collective essence of human civilization must not be swayed by emotions.

The voices of dozens of people overlapped and echoed in this space.

“Stop! Stooop!”

She clutched her head tightly and twisted her body back and forth.

“Stop it nooow!”

As if this voice was a shackle that confined her.

* * *

After a while

The voices disappeared, and the goddess of wisdom calmed down.

“Ahem… I’m sorry. I showed an unpleasant side.”

“Is this… a curse?”

It’s completely different from what I thought.

If she were bound by sin, wouldn’t a voice that makes her unable to control her s*xual desires come out instead?

This is not so much the voice of sin as it is….

“I’m sorry. As you have seen, I have not been influenced by the sin of lust.”

“That means….”

“This voice, this shackle that binds me, is a curse that clung to me as I was reborn as a god.”

……So that’s how it was.

If the goddess of wisdom was not influenced by sin like our investors, it explained why I couldn’t read her thoughts.

Could it be that this ‘lewd’ part was not tainted by sin but was inherently formed?

“The ones who created this curse have all returned to dust and met their deaths, yet it is a curse that still binds me.”

The goddess of wisdom continued with a sorrowful expression.

“I’m sorry, goddess. I thought I could lift your curse, but….”

It wasn’t the ‘lewd’ part that was the problem from the beginning, but another part.

A kind of problem I cannot solve.

“No. Rather, only you can solve it.”

“……What?”

“I told you earlier. Only someone unknown to me can break this curse.”

The goddess’s eyes, still burning with the heat of excitement, though less than before, shone brightly.

“The curse engraved within me grows stronger the more I know. But you are unknown to me. Only you can pierce through my curse.”

She knows everything in this world but does not know me.

Is it because I came from Earth, not this world?

“So, won’t you end this painful curse of mine?”

The goddess looked at me with pleading eyes.

In her earnest voice, I could hear the weariness from centuries of suffering.

A goddess who strangely overlapped with her past self.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell her that I lacked confidence.

* * *

“Relax your body completely.”

“Alright.”

I wrapped the power of dreams around my hands and placed them on the head of the goddess who lay with her eyes closed.

“As you know, dreams are an act of touching the unconscious.”

No matter what her curse was, the only thing I could use to free her was the power of dreams.

To break her curse through the game, I had to know about her.

Unlike the demon, I couldn’t directly read her past memories and thoughts, so I needed her cooperation to learn about her past.

“I know. It means that part of the brain awakens during sleep and repeats the information within.”

“Uh… yes, that’s right. So, during that process, you might recall unpleasant memories in your dreams.”

In Monica’s case, since she was human, I could read her unconscious just by calling her into the world of images, but to see the memories of the goddess, whose power didn’t work, she had to dream again, and I had to enter that dream.

“At that time, you must not succumb to negative memories.”

From the voice coming from the curse, it was clear that it would be quite a bad memory. If she were to be consumed by the dream, I might be trapped in that dream and unable to escape.

It had happened once before… Ugh, it was something I never wanted to experience again.

“I understand. Don’t worry. I believe in you. If it means breaking this curse, I have no fear. I will not succumb.”

The goddess reassured me with a confident voice, full of conviction.

Well, even if it’s trauma from her human life, she’s a god now, she’ll be okay, right?

“Yes, then.”

My hand touched the goddess’s shimmering hair.

A texture that didn’t betray she’d been holed up in this domain for so long.

“I’ll begin.”

*Whoom*

A ripple started from the crown of her head, and the space warped.

Then, the world of dreams crashed over me.

*Pshaa*

The goddess’s unconscious, sinking deep.

In a space filled with darkness, gray smoke began to rise, one by one, taking on human forms.

A huge laboratory, dozens of magic researchers in white coats standing rigidly in formation.

Behind them, ten massive tanks were lined up.

Each tank contained a nude young girl.

*Thud thud thud*

The laboratory doors opened, and a masked man entered, several researchers in tow.

The researchers stood with their hands clasped behind their backs, flanking him on either side.

He stood in the middle of them, and tilted his head.

“Report the current condition of Subject Muria-13.”

Then, an old man, seemingly the highest ranking researcher, stepped forward.

“All 10 subjects have successfully undergone the knowledge transfer enchantment. Consequently, we have injected the potion, which has the effect of preserving knowledge and enhancing intelligence, into their cerebral blood vessels.”

“……”

The masked man took the report board handed to him from the side and flipped through the pages.

“What about the rejection reactions?”

“Some subjects showed rejection reactions, but none recorded extreme values. Therefore, we judged that it would not be a problem to continue the experiment.”

“……Good.”

The man closed the report and handed it to the researcher next to him.

“Let’s see the results.”

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As the man stretched out both hands, magical waves shot out from his hands towards the test subjects.

[Magic Amplification]

As his magic swept through every corner of the test subjects’ bodies, the magic potion inside them began to rampage violently.

“Muriah-13-01! Brain death due to cerebral hemorrhage!”

“Muriah-13-02! Shock reaction as the accelerated brain could not withstand it!”

“Muriah-13-04! Drug rejection reaction! Biological activity has ceased!”

As the test subjects began to vomit blood one by one, their biological reactions displayed on the magitech machines gradually disappeared.

Beeeeep

Soon, the sound of stopped heartbeats announcing the death of all test subjects echoed through the speakers.

“……Is it a failure?”

The man clicked his tongue.

“Useless things. Burn them all and dispose of them. Prepare Muria Unit 14.”

“Yes, sir!”

The researchers were bustling around, following his orders.

Beep… Beep… Beep…

“Mu, Muria-13-07! We’ve detected a biological response! The brain acceleration growth through magic has succeeded!”

“…Oh.”

Just one.

Despite vomiting a lot of blood, the test subject was still alive.

The man, with a glint in his eye, approached the test subject’s tank.

“Move this test subject to Sector 1. I will manage it personally.”

The man smiled grimly.

“Even trash lineage can have its uses.”

The girl called Muria-13-07.

Seeing the god of wisdom from her human days, I could vaguely sense that this dream would not be easily resolved.