God Simulator: The Goddesses In The Simulation Are All Real

Chapter 188 Aurielle's Gift And True Identity

"Your gift should be gift creation, right?" Linsley stated, his voice calm yet precise.

"If I'm not mistaken, you use your gift to create other gifts whenever and wherever you want. That explains the vast arsenal of abilities you've displayed—none of them connected to each other, yet your flux cost remains lower than mine. The only plausible explanation is that you truly own every gift you've used."

Aurielle tilted her head slightly, her lively smile turning curious. Hearing his speculation, she had no intention of hiding her gift. Instead, she appeared more intrigued by how he had deduced it so accurately.

Since he had guessed correctly, she didn't bother denying it and asked, "How do you know it's gift creation and not gift plunder or gift copy?"

Linsley met her question with a confident reply. "I did consider those possibilities, but I ultimately ruled them out in favor of gift creation. Those two are powerful, but they aren't as convenient as gift creation."

He continued, his tone carrying the weight of his reasoning. "If you had gift plunder, I, as the Lieutenant General of the Astral Dominion, would have long heard reports of diviners suddenly losing their gifts en masse. Such an anomaly would be impossible to hide."

"As for gift copy," he said, narrowing his eyes slightly, "it wouldn't attract as much attention as plunder, but it still doesn't explain your mastery over rare abilities like reality manipulation or gifts that perfectly counter my attacks. To acquire all those gifts through copying would require an immense amount of time and preparation."

Linsley's gaze didn't waver as he laid out his reasoning. "You appear to be sixteen, though I'm sure you're older than you look. Even so, copying such a broad spectrum of gifts would take decades, if not centuries. And that's assuming you had access to all the gifts you desired. Some gifts might not even exist in this generation of diviners."

"Gift copying," he added with a slight shrug, "is simply too inconvenient. You'd need to start with no gifts of your own, meaning you'd have to acquire specific ones like presence concealment and invisibility just to sneak into other diviners' homes to copy theirs. That doesn't align with how you operate."

Aurielle listened attentively to his analysis, her violet eyes sparkling with amusement. "Isn't it still possible that I'm simply much older than you think? Maybe I've been copying gifts from past generations for centuries."

Linsley smirked faintly at her suggestion. "That's certainly possible," he admitted, his tone light yet firm, "but didn't you already confirm that you have gift creation? I was 99% sure of my guess before, but your lack of denial sealed the deal. If you had gift copy, you would've said so to throw me off. Since you didn't, it's safe to say you have gift creation."

Aurielle's smile grew wider, her playful demeanor intact even as Linsley's analysis stripped away the mystery surrounding her abilities.

Aurielle asked with a playful smile, "What if I was misleading you earlier by not denying your guess about my gift being gift creation?"

Faced with Aurielle's enigmatic demeanor, Linsley decided to confront her directly. "Are you the Superpower God or not? Even in the religion surrounding the Superpower God, the deity's gender is ambiguous—some portray the Superpower God as male, others as female."

"With the power you've shown, and how unlikely it is for the human race to have produced someone as strong as you, I'm inclined to believe you are the Superpower God."

Aurielle responded with a sly smile, her tone playful yet cryptic. "Am I? Or am I not? Maybe I'll tell you—if you manage to defeat me."

Her carefree attitude grated on Linsley, especially given the seriousness of the situation.

Frustration simmered in his voice as he pressed on. "You do realize that the Diviner World is being slowly corrupted and invaded by the Outer Gods, right? The unknown virus is undoubtedly their creation, and yet no one is stopping its spread."

"Every living being in the Diviner World will soon suffer because of it. It's not just limited to the human race—it will affect the monster race too. If you truly are the Superpower God, why haven't you done anything to stop the Outer Gods?"

"And what about those in the higher realm? Why are they doing nothing against the Outer Gods?"

Aurielle's playful demeanor faltered as a frown crossed her face. Her tone shifted, losing its usual levity. "Do you really think I don't want to deal with those cancers of the universe?"

"You're not even a Diviner King yet, so you have no idea what's happening in the higher realm. I suggest you ascend and see for yourself just how hopeless the situation is before lecturing me from your moral high ground."

She sighed, the weight of her words sinking into the air between them. "I'm hiding in my human incarnation because I've already sealed most of my power. If the Outer Gods discover my existence, even if I manage to kill a few of them, they'll overwhelm me eventually—and they'll seize the origin of the gifts from me."

"When that happens, almost every Diviner—with a few exceptions like you—will have their gifts stripped away, leaving them defenseless against the Outer Gods."

Aurielle's expression grew darker, her voice tinged with both frustration and resignation. "The fact that I'm in hiding now is my way of protecting the universe. If I step into the battlefield, I'll only paint a massive target on my back."

"And when the righteous forces can barely protect themselves from traitors and the Outer Gods, how do you expect them to protect me?"