I’m a Young God, Won’t You Raise Me?

That enormously tall man did not fit the cozy scenery around him in the slightest.

It was as if he were the only existence out of place in that entire world.

There was no doubt about his identity.

‘The Master.’

“……”

Before I realized it, I swallowed hard.

At what point had everything started to go wrong?

Why was that supposed “Master” pretending to be Doctor Dominic?

The tension was so overwhelming that even my tongue seemed to have gone numb.

No, it wasn’t just a feeling.

It had actually become stiff.

A system window appeared before me.

You have met Doc?tor? Domi???nic.
— Greet him politely.
— Scream and run away, only to be run over by a carriage!
— Kneel and beg for your life before hanging yourself from a willow tree!
— Smash your head against the ground while begging for your life until you bleed to death!
— Swear to become His Excellency’s most loyal servant!

…The choices were completely broken.

In practice, there was only one I could choose.

While I was staring at the options, Dominic finished seeing off the patient named Mary.

Once her carriage disappeared into the distance, he looked back at me.

I selected the first option.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Lamb. I’m a journalist from London, and I arrived in Mournveil today.”

My voice sounded cheerful, without revealing even the slightest trace of the tension I was feeling.

At that moment, I was deeply grateful for Call of Void’s dialogue system, which automatically made the character speak the lines corresponding to the chosen option.

“Lamb?”

Dominic repeated my name as he studied me closely.

As he leaned toward me, his shadow completely enveloped me.

Only then, after relaxing a little, was I finally able to truly look at his face.

He.

Was not human.

Although he wore a human appearance, it was impossible to consider him the same species.

And it wasn’t only because he was three meters tall.

He possessed a beauty far too unnatural for any human being to contain.

His hair was a flawless platinum color.

And his blue eyes seemed to contain the entire universe.

Those eyes were like a constellation in the night sky.

Layers of different shades of blue stirred within them, and depending on the angle, they took on mysterious violet hues or icy white glimmers.

Tiny golden fragments, like shattered stars, floated across his irises, shining with an unreal brilliance.

And yet.

The longer I held his gaze.

The more impossible it became to find an end to it.

It was like staring into the deepest abyss.

Into the void.

Bottomless.

Ah! How could it be a humiliation to kneel before Him and bow my head? It is the only respect an insignificant creature like me can offer! What a glorious honor for an entire lifetime!

“…!”

I gasped sharply.

What had that been?

Before I could even begin to understand the horrifying thought that had just crossed my mind, Dominic spoke.

“Forgive me, but that name doesn’t suit you.”

He hummed softly to himself before asking,

“What do you think of the name Goyo?”

He smiled kindly and added,

“Han Goyo. Something like that.”

At that point, I honestly wanted to run away.

The problem was that I had nowhere to run.

To leave Call of Void, it was absolutely necessary to go through Doctor Dominic.

And even if I chose the cult leader route, sooner or later I would still have to face him.

No matter which route I chose, it was impossible to avoid becoming involved with that “Master” pretending to be Dominic.

“What about Gunbam? My friends usually call me Gunbam.”

Desperate, I offered another name.

Dominic frowned slightly, as though it didn’t quite satisfy him.

Even so, he accepted my suggestion with perfect courtesy.

“If that’s what you wish to be called, I have no objections.”

As he carefully adjusted the sleeve of his suit, he gave me an elegant smile.

“Then, Mr. Gunbam. What brings you to my clinic today?”

“Well… it’s…”

“Please, come inside first. We can talk at ease.”

He seemed to have mistaken me for a patient.

In any case, the conversation was going to be a long one, so I had to go inside.

I took a deep breath and crossed the doorway.

Dominic’s clinic had a tall, open first floor.

Because of that, the fake Dominic could move around freely without hitting his head.

The office, paneled in mahogany wood, radiated a warm atmosphere thanks to the fireplace in one corner.

Dominic led me to a high-backed leather armchair.

“Please, have a seat. Would you like a cup of hot tea?”

“No, thank you. I already had tea before coming here.”

I wanted to add, ‘Your Butlers invited me for tea not long ago, and it didn’t end very well.’

…But I held back.

Dominic sat down across from me.

Only then did I realize that the clinic had a rather unusual layout.

All the furniture Dominic used was enormous, built to fit his size.

The rest of the furniture, however, was normal-sized for a human.

The long chaise lounge where patients lay down looked almost like a miniature beside Dominic.

Dominic, already prepared to listen to his patient like a proper doctor, waited silently.

I remained deep in thought, wondering how to begin the conversation.

‘Why haven’t you gone home? You should return as soon as possible.’

‘I know you’re an alien.’

‘Your Butlers are waiting for you.’

Countless sentences came to mind.

But I couldn’t say any of them.

Since I didn’t know why he remained in Call of Void, speaking as though I knew the truth would probably only irritate him.

After thinking it over for a long time, I settled on something more cautious.

“I came from outside.”

“Another city?”

“No. From outside this world.”

“I see.”

Dominic looked at me with eyes that seemed to understand me completely.

Now that I’d actually said it out loud…

It sounded exactly like something a madman would say.

And to make matters worse, I was saying it to a psychiatrist.

My story had lost all credibility.

So I decided to test him from another angle.

“Mr. Dominic, have you lived here from the beginning?”

“Yes. I was born in Mournveil, and except for my university years, I’ve always lived here.”

He seemed completely immersed in his role as Dominic.

In the end, I realized I wasn’t going to get anywhere like this.

So I spoke honestly.

“You’re not Dominic, are you?”

A flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

It was difficult to endure his gaze, so I looked away.

I felt that if I stared at him for too long, I would fall under his influence again.

I kept my eyes fixed at the level of his chest.

Then I heard his calm, quiet voice.

“Mr. Gunbam, you’re the first person who’s ever said something like that to me.”

I slowly raised my eyes.

Suddenly, Dominic stood up.

He walked over until he was standing directly in front of me.

I remained completely still on the sofa.

Dominic bent one knee until he was roughly at my eye level.

His blue, star-filled eyes looked down at me.

His voice grew low.

“The truth is… I have no memories.”

It took me a moment to understand what he had said.

“…Are you saying you’ve lost your memory?”

“Yes. One day, I opened my eyes, and I was already here. Everyone called me Dominic and treated me as such. So I simply continued living that way.”

Damn it.

It took every ounce of self-control not to swear.

This was complete madness.

He had lost his memory…?

“Mr. Gunbam.”

Dominic asked an even more bewildering question.

“Do you think I’m human?”

My mind desperately searched for a way out of the situation.

“Why… do you… think that…?”

“Look.”

Dominic extended a gloved hand toward me.

He placed one finger against the palm of his other hand.

And slowly dragged it across.

Following the movement of his finger, the leather glove…

And the flesh beneath it…

Split open.

Yet not a single drop of blood appeared.

Nor did he let out the slightest groan of pain.

Without changing his expression in the least, Dominic showed me his opened palm.

And there…

Don’t look! No! Close your eyes! No! Don’t look! Close your eyes! Help me! Please, save me! No! Aaaaaaaah!

“Ugh…”

I covered my mouth.

An unbearable pain, as if my insides were being twisted apart, shot through my entire body.

An intense burning sensation filled my eyes.

Blood began pouring from my nose.

Dominic immediately took out a handkerchief and held it beneath my nose.

The immaculate white linen was quickly stained red.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Gunbam. This was my fault.”

Dominic looked at me, completely bewildered.

It took quite a while before the bleeding finally stopped.

My face pale, I looked back at him.

The palm that had split open moments ago had already returned completely to normal.

Both the skin and the glove were perfectly intact.

As though they had never been torn open at all.

With a somewhat dejected expression, Dominic spoke.

“What exactly… am I?”

“I suppose… I’m not human.”

“No!”

Pressing the handkerchief against my nose, I shouted through my still-congested voice,

“You are human!”

At that moment, I had only one thought.

‘I have to deceive him.’

I couldn’t allow that existence to leave this Trial.

He had to remain trapped inside Call of Void.

Or at the very least.

I had to do everything possible to make sure he continued suffering from amnesia and never discovered what he truly was.

Right now, that “Master” was weak precisely because he didn’t know his true identity.

But.

What if he were to discover it?

If, just like the Butlers hadn’t disappeared when Clean! Clean! Clean! was cleared, he also failed to disappear when Call of Void was cleared.

And began traveling from one Trial to another.

I could say it with certainty.

Any Trial in which he appeared would become hell.

The Trial Response Agency referred to the Trials that descended upon Earth as “disasters.”

But compared to the existence standing before me.

They were absolutely nothing.

He was a genuine disaster.

“I assure you, Mr. Dominic. You are human. Just… a little unusual.”

I lied with everything I had.

The “Master” stared at me while I desperately tried to deceive him.

Then he asked,

“And are you human as well, Mr. Gunbam?”

“Yes, I’m human. But I’m not the same as the people of Mournveil.”

“I see…”

Since I wasn’t an NPC, technically that wasn’t a lie.

Dominic remained silent in thought for a few moments before reaching a conclusion.

“If Mr. Gunbam is human… then I must be human as well.”

“……”

I survived.

Somehow, I had managed to fool him.

I gave him a strained smile.

Dominic responded with a playful smile, wrinkling his nose slightly.

“Even so, I think you’re right about one thing. I’m probably not Dominic. To be honest, I’ve never really liked that name.”

His voice gradually slowed.

“If I had to choose another name, perhaps Dominus would be more appropri…”

The instant he uttered the name Dominus, his blue eyes began radiating a dazzling light.

I panicked.

“No! Dominic! I think Dominic is a name that suits you perfectly! It sounds wonderful, and it fits you completely.”

“Hmm… If Mr. Gunbam insists so strongly then I’ll continue calling myself Dominic.”

Although he still didn’t seem particularly fond of the name, he finally accepted it.

Looking much more relaxed, he said,

“Thanks to you, Mr. Gunbam, I’ve finally managed to clear up a question that has troubled me for a long time. I’m grateful.”

Having barely survived that situation, I answered with an even more serious expression.

“It was nothing…”

I thought I had just overcome the worst part.

But another problem immediately appeared.

“I’d also like to help you in any way I can, Mr. Gunbam.”

Along with those kind words of gratitude, a system window appeared.

Would you like to recruit “Doctor Dominic” as a companion?

What was I supposed to do with Dominic?

To complete Call of Void, I needed Doctor Dominic.

He was the only person capable of breaking the cult members’ brainwashing.

But if possible, I would much rather keep him quietly confined to his clinic.

“Ah, that’s right, Mr. Gunbam. Not long ago, a religion tried to persuade me to join them. I found it rather interesting. If you don’t mind, perhaps you could also com…”

“Mr. Dominic!”

“Yes?”

“Please become my companion!!!”