Lord of Entertainment-Chapter 300: Divine Kingdom

(3rd Person POV)

Across the world, certain souls—ghosts who had once worshipped Dionysus in life or discovered his light after death—suddenly felt the warmth of something divine.

A golden glow swept over them like a soft breeze. It wasn't just light—it was comfort, joy, and serenity wrapped into one.

"Ahhh... this light... I want to hold it," murmured one spirit, reaching out with transparent hands. Others echoed similar longings, mesmerized by the warmth that filled them.

And then... they were lifted.

A gentle, unseen force—like a warm, giant hand—cradled their souls. No pain. No fear. Only peace.

When they opened their eyes again—

"Hmm!?"

—they were no longer ghosts.

They stood in a strange new world, flesh and bone restored. Their bodies were young again, healthy and alive—but their clothing was unfamiliar, strange yet comfortable.

"I... I can breathe again?" one elf whispered, drawing in air like it was his first time.

"I have a heartbeat!" shouted another, clapping his chest.

"I'm alive! By the stars—I'm really alive!"

All around them, the same realization swept through the crowd. Nearly three thousand souls—some freshly departed, others who had wandered as spirits for years—now stood together in a bustling, unfamiliar square.

Tall glass towers rose around them. Wide streets hummed with unseen energy. A gleaming red tower pierced the skyline in the distance.

"This isn't any place I know..." a former ghost muttered.

"It's not even part of the world anymore," said an elf, shading his eyes. "This red tower... it looks like the Moon Tower in the Moonlight Kingdom. But taller. Brighter."

As the murmurs grew louder, the sky above suddenly began to churn.

Dark clouds swirled and thunder rolled like a drum of fate.

And then—a voice.

Deep. Resounding. Divine.

"My children... My flock... Welcome to my kingdom."

Gasps spread like wildfire.

"Was that...?"

"Could it be...?"

"The voice of our Lord!?"

One by one, they dropped to their knees.

Heads bowed. Hearts racing.

And then the clouds parted—and from them descended a radiant throne, cloaked in light. A figure sat atop it, his form obscured by divine brilliance. They couldn't see his face, but they didn't need to.

Their souls knew him.

"I am the God of Entertainment. Dionysus," the voice declared, calm yet heavy with power. "You now stand in my realm—a kingdom built not on sorrow or suffering, but joy, thrill, and wonder. Here, you will find what your hearts desire—endless stories, games, music, and dreams made real." ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

He paused.

"Because of your faith, your loyalty—even in death—I have chosen to give you this gift: eternal residence in my divine domain."

His voice echoed in their chests.

"Now tell me... do you accept?"

Without hesitation, a roar surged across the square:

"YES!"

"It is my honor, my Lord!"

"I accept, with all my heart!"

"Praise Dionysus!"

Their voices filled the air in unison, trembling with joy, echoing like a hymn through the divine winds.

High above them, Arthur stood tall, overlooking his people from his throne of light. A calm smile graced his lips as he spoke, his voice carrying effortlessly across the realm.

"From this day forward, each of you is officially granted an I.D—proof that you are part of the Dionysus Kingdom."

The people erupted in cheers once again, but just as Arthur was about to continue, a new notification rang out in his mind:

[Congratulations! You have officially declared your Divine Kingdom. It has now been registered within the «Divine World», the realm where other Divine Kingdoms reside. You may now interact, trade, or even form alliances—or rivalries—with fellow divine rulers.]

[Ascension Achieved!

You have advanced to the rank of «Divine King», entering the foundational stage of the «Deity Class». A new realm of divine authority and responsibility awaits you.]

Arthur's eyes widened as the glowing text scrolled across his vision. "Wait... My kingdom is now part of the Divine World?" he thought, a flicker of worry flashing in his chest.

He activated his divine sight.

Where there had once been endless void beyond his borders, he now saw a breathtaking landscape—soaring mountains, golden grasslands, rainbow-colored skies, and floating islands stretching into the horizon. His kingdom itself was now suspended among the heavens, like a jewel embedded in the sky.

More notifications followed:

[As a newly crowned Divine King, the physical limits of your citizens have now been lifted.

They can now undergo body enhancements, benefiting from the divine energies surrounding your realm.

Note: Your Divine Realm has fully materialized in the Divine World and is no longer governed solely by imagination. Expansion now requires divine energy expenditure, citizen labor, and physical development.]

[A currency system must now be established. You must also develop a governance structure to support your kingdom's growth.]

[A kingdom is only as powerful as its people. Assign professions to your citizens—give them purpose, give them pride. The more they believe in you, the more they'll contribute. You may issue them currency—convertible into blessings or strength. Their devotion fuels your Dominion.]

[Notice: Citizens employed under your divine kingdom now contribute to your Influence and Divine Points. As your population grows and works, their labor is transmuted into tangible resources, spiritual energy, and divine authority. Every act of trade, creation, and service will elevate your dominion across the Divine World.]

Arthur stood silently, absorbing the flood of notifications. His gaze swept across the newly awakened city—alive, breathing, filled with people who now looked to him not only as a god... but as their king.

Then, he chuckled.

"So even in the afterlife, there's no escaping work," he murmured with a wry grin. "I guess gods really do make their people hustle."

Despite the weight of it all, he felt something stir in his chest—a sharp flicker of excitement.

He looked out over his city and whispered with quiet reverence, "A real kingdom... among gods."

He raised his hand and opened the Currency Management tab.

"Let's keep this simple," he muttered. "Nothing too complicated. Something efficient—universal." He paused. "Let's call it... the Eternal Dollar. Feels fitting."

[Your currency 'Eternal Dollar' is now registered as legal tender in the Divine World, region: Aftos. It will serve as your citizens' primary medium of exchange and spiritual tribute.]

With a thought, Arthur blinked into his central office—his personal fortress inside the heart of his Divine Kingdom. It wasn't part of the Tokyo blueprint—it was his own creation: a replica of Hellfire Park, rebuilt to serve as his government headquarters.

There, in the center of the command hall, stood the towering supercomputer he had once imagined. It pulsed softly with divine light, connected to every corner of his kingdom.

He approached, fingers brushing the console.

"Let's do this right," he said. "Singapore style. Efficient. Clean. Accountable."

In moments, a sleek interface unfolded before him—public infrastructure, data logs, policy categories, legal codes. He programmed governance modules, social welfare parameters, and economic structures.

But then, he paused.

"Who should run this place?" he muttered.

A spark lit in his eyes.

He snapped his fingers.

[System Activation: Divine Revelry Protocol Initiated.]

[Now distributing the "Book of Status" to eligible followers.]

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In the city square, a quiet buzz rippled through the crowd. Followers murmured among themselves—curious, excited, confused. Then, without warning, golden light shimmered above them.

Dozens of floating books materialized midair, descending gently in front of each person like divine gifts from the heavens.

A gasp escaped from one of the former citizens.

"It's the Book of Status!"

A wave of recognition swept through some of the crowd—especially those who had lived recently in the mortal world.

"I remember this," said an elf with a nostalgic smile. "It used to be a scroll—back then, they called it the Scroll of Status. Just before I died, it suddenly transformed into a book."

Nearby, a ghost who had never seen such a thing tilted his head. "Scroll? Book? What's this supposed to be?"

Another follower explained, "It tracks your growth—your stats, your profession, your blessings. It was a big deal in the mortal world. Looks like it's followed us into the afterlife."

As the books opened, shimmering pages flipped on their own, revealing a set of glowing options.

"Wait... is this letting us choose our job?" someone exclaimed in disbelief. "I can pick what I want to be?"

A half-demon grinned as he read his page. "It kept my profession... Storyteller. I thought I lost that when I died."

Others gathered close, peeking at their neighbor's book. Their eyes widened.

"What the—'Programmer'? 'Game Developer'? 'Streamer'? What are these?"

"These weren't available back in the mortal world..."

"Are those divine professions?" someone whispered.

The square erupted in awe and chatter as more professions were revealed—new ones designed for the modern realm Arthur had built. For the former ghosts, it was their first time ever receiving a status record—let alone a chance to pick a life they never had.

They flipped through their books with wide eyes, marveling at the opportunities.