Multiverse: The Forced Exorcist

As Shirakawa confirmed, the world seed given by Kayaba Akihiko floated upward, releasing a brilliant glow.

It enveloped the SAO world. The once-blurred boundaries began to expand visibly.

When divinity fully activated, Shirakawa, beneath the black sun, resembled a divine being. His golden eyes emitted a chilling radiance.

With violent spatial tremors echoing—vast tides of spiritual energy, driven by his heartbeat, began rewriting the laws of the world.

In this moment, the laws of time and space disappeared entirely within the sub-dimension, liberating chaos from all physical constraints.

Pure spiritual energy infused with chaos surged into the void—eventually forming a twisted, unnameable world barrier.

"So this is the sub-dimension..."

Bathed in pure spiritual energy, Shirakawa could feel his body evolving with every breath. Even the limits of physics no longer applied to him.

Not to mention the old SAO administrator permissions—they had been replaced with total control over the sub-dimension. The sub-dimension was chaos, and chaos was the sub-dimension. The two were inseparable.

As the God of Pleasure—He and the sub-dimension he had created were now one. The tangible, almost material spiritual energy elevated Shirakawa's lifeform to new heights.

"This is what it means to be a god..."

"A true creator."

He preserved certain aspects of the SAO world, like the floating Aincrad tower, using it as a leveling ground. The rest—floating walkways and minor islands—

Were replaced by vast plains, devoid of vegetation, with only towns remaining.

"No scenery at all."

Shirakawa gently shook his head and manipulated the energy tides to terraform the land. Grasslands, forests, lakes, and mountains rapidly took shape.

The air became fresh and invigorating, like a natural oxygen bar.

And this confirmed it:

The sub-dimensional world's environment changed based on the creator's will. As for constructing buildings—He thought carefully.

Never forget the mission.

Hold fast to your purpose.

Looking at the grassy plain near the forest and lake, he willed it into being. A crystalline palace began to form from pure spiritual energy, based on his imagination.

A magnificent complex of palaces.

The architecture drew from various classics from his previous world. The central structure resembled a luxurious Roman castle.

This had some of Shirakawa's own tastes in play—like... hosting an impaty in the Louvre.

As he walked into the central fortress, surrounded by countless smaller palaces, the massive council chamber stood empty, save for one throne—

A jewel-encrusted seat of power.

"Feels like something's missing."

"..."

"Now that's more like it."

Staring at the golden throne before him, Shirakawa finally felt satisfied. An appropriate quote suddenly popped into his mind:

I shall stand upon this golden throne, for ten thousand years and ten thousand seas.

Besides...

If that fake emperor could sit on a golden toilet, then why couldn't Shirakawa sit on this? Slaying the false emperor, burning down the galaxy—just imagining it made him shake his head with a chuckle.

He didn't dwell on the changes in the subspace.

The subspace, a surging ocean of spiritual energy, wasn't suitable for ordinary lifeforms. Only soul bodies could exist here.

To take his Chosen of Pleasure into another world, he would need to create bodies from pure subspace energy and house their souls within the chaos.

In a sense...

As long as a soul had ascended to the subspace and its core wasn't destroyed, their safety was basically guaranteed.

But what intrigued him more now—was how the skill proficiency panel had changed after truly owning the subspace.

He opened the data panel.

A detailed set of stats appeared before Shirakawa's eyes.

Name: Shirakawa

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Physique: 567

Agility: 546

Strength: 546

Spirit: 567

Stamina: 546

Psychic Energy: 22,260

Note: These attributes reflect the state outside the subspace. Click to switch to default subspace state.

Current Classes:

God (Max)

Student (Lv5)

Exorcist (Lv5)

Holy Sword Wielder (Lv9)

Arch-wizard (Lv7)

Reputation Points: 2

The numbers left Shirakawa briefly stunned—these were essentially ten times stronger than his original physical stats.

This was the amplification effect from using SAO and the virtual world seed to open a subspace.

His current state was just a partial projection of subspace power, so what showed here weren't even his full stats.

What if he were actually inside the subspace?

He switched the panel to show his normal stats as the creator of the subspace.

[Combat Power: Weak Country Level]

"Now that makes sense..."

Rather than precise numbers, measuring combat power like this was more intuitive than seeing wildly fluctuating figures.

To unleash his full strength—he would have to draw enemies into the subspace, or cause a subspace storm to overlap with the real world. Not too difficult.

After reviewing the panel—

Shirakawa finally let out a long breath. His immediate goal had been achieved. The subspace hadn't collapsed, which meant he had entered an eternal state of existence.

As for what that truly meant...he'd only find out through actual combat.

He detected a drifting soul in the subspace—he didn't need to guess. It was Kayaba Akihiko, whose consciousness had been merged into the SAO world.

Now that the world had changed, he'd been rejected by it.

Kayaba still looked like a lab researcher in a white coat, but the surging spiritual tides had fried his hair completely.

He stared blankly at the world around him—

Newly risen grasslands and forests, towering palaces in the distance, and spiritual tides powerful enough to scatter his soul.

As for Shirakawa...

All Kayaba could feel was confusion. 'So this is divine power?' Then the golden-eyed figure appeared before him.

Those pure golden eyes carried the aura of chaos and oblivion.

What should he even call this being?

"..."

With respect in his eyes and a humble tone, he said, "Lord God."

Shirakawa looked at Kayaba calmly. If someone wasn't one of his Chosen of Pleasure, staying in the subspace would only result in brainwashing from the endless data flow—eventually turning them into a fanatic.

That sort of thing...

Was best avoided. Even fanatics of the God of Pleasure weren't as valuable as beautiful girls who could offer their all at any time.

"Your soul isn't suited to remain in the subspace. It's time to fulfill my promise—I'll reincarnate you into the other world you wanted."