Established Pinnacle: The Enigma

'The Great Mother of this Realm herself, lady Chelsea.' The two men thought, entering the portal afterwards. The third Prince first, and Albert after. Tiara being the last one to enter.

'I wonder what lady Cheryl will have to say to these two men. It's been a hundred years since I've last seen the old man.' She thought, skipping into the portal itself while willing it to close itself.

And once she entered, she reappeared within an elegant room, where a single table stood at the center of everything, while groups of couches sat around it. Upon the table, were all kinds of delicacies, and at the most elegant couch, sat Cheryl, with her reinforced beauty.

"Greetings, gentlemen. Greetings sir Albert, it's been quite a while." She said, her smile brightening the whole room and snatching away the breathes of the two Gods.

'Such beauty...' The third prince froze in shock, his mouth hanging open at the first sight of Cheryl. He could not believe the beauty of the person before him, as it exceeded anything he's ever seen or dreamt off.

He could not describe it with words or thought alone. It was just art, and beyond that. Perfection, perhaps, but maybe also beyond that. Zenith beauty itself... No. That word did her no justice itself. For she was just too–

"Beautiful." The third prince blurted out in a trance, his world view of beauty completely flipped over. Even Albert was shocked by the beauty that Cheryl exuded, compared to a hundred years ago. 'Is this... her true form?' He thought.

But Cheryl only smiled at their shock and astonishment. A smile of helplessness as even she didn't think she would be this beautiful. "Oh, thank you for your praise. I am greatly flattered, but even I am not the most beautiful out there." She responded.

And her words were also genuine. After all, she knew of people like Cheryl and Enigma, who were much more prettier than she was. As well as the others, such as Athena, Su Han, Allen, who were no less prettier than herself. She wasn't being humble at all.

But the duo thought otherwise. To them, Cheryl was only being humble. There was no other logical explaining they could understand. "By the way, gentlemen, what pleasure do I owe for this lovely encounter?" She added after a moment of silence, changing the topic.

"Ah, yes. Ahem–" The third prince cleared out his throat as he took a sit. Albert respectfully stood behind him, just as Tiara stood behind Cheryl. "We have come here under the favor of a great senior who originates from different world than ours." He added.

"A great senior, you say?" Cheryl was surprised by the content of their visit, and thought about it. To be honest, she expected a proposal or, at most, a suppression of sorts. 'But it seems I overestimated myself. Tchuu~ This is so embarrassing..!!' She thought.

Her inner self wanted to find the bottomless Abyss, snd throw herself within, but her true response was a beautiful and magnetic smile from the outside. "What does this senior desire from me? If it's within my grasp, I believe I won't make your trip worthless, good sir." She said.

"R–Really?! Ah, wait, no. I mean, you don't have to think like that, great lady Chelsea. You have every right to respond accordingly to how you feel. No need to think for our sake, here." The third prince responded, a bit panicked at first.

"Really? That's so thoughtful of you, thank you." Cheryl responded within an even more dazzling smile. 'What a good boy. He is quite adorable, and very thoughtful.' She thought in jubilant spirits.

"...."

Meanwhile, the third prince glanced at her smile in stupor, seeing something only a man deeply bound by love would only see. 'Paradise... in the form of a single gesture.' He subconsciously thought, dazed once more.

"Ah, by the way, I've previously met sir Albert behind you. Greetings, senior. It's been a while. Your bearing is still as mysterious as always." Cheryl said, her words bringing everyone back to reality, as Albert responded with a respectful bow.

"Greetings young miss, it indeed has. And your beauty is even more elegant that I used to remember it." Albert returned his own greeting, which finally prompted the third prince to sit up straight. 'I forgot to introduce myself!!' He realized, yet a tad bit too late.

"Oh my, thank you. Your words have satisfied my inner child." Cheryl responded with a slight blush on her face. 'Fufu~ Its not everyday that I get praised like this with such eloquent words.' She thought. "That being said, I haven't met the young man before me, or have I?" She added with an inquiry.

"N–No, my lady. We haven't yet met before." The third prince stumbled his words, fixing his posture. 'Haven't yet met? What words are those?!' He thought in embarrassment.

"My name is Red Rubrum, an insignificant prince of the Great Rubrum Empire, third son of the Red Emperor. I'm pleased to make your acquaintance." He stood up and knelt down before her, gently grasping her hand and kissing the backside of her palm. 'Such... softness.' He thought, half dazed once again.

"Oh my, oh my, oh my... It's, it's a pleasure to meet you too, your highness. My name is Chelsea Goldyhart, lord and creator goddess of this Heavenly Dao World." She said, bottling up her excitement. 'This type of greeting...!! Kyaaa~!!' Her inner self exclaimed like a high-school girl.

After all, being bored aside, Cheryl had demoted herself to being a human when interacting with her believers. She's done this for over a hundred years, her mentality was literally that of a normal human girl at times.

Especially so, when things that would normally not happen to an introverted, stay-indoor young lady like herself, happen out of the blue. Like meeting a prince. Him being cute. Him going down on his knees to greet her.

"The pleasure is mostly mine." The third prince said, returning back to his chair. "And as much as I'd love to interact some more with you, lady Chelsea, we still need an answer to return to the senior so that we can repay back the favor we owe." He added.

"Hm? Yes, about that. What favor would the senior desire from me?" Cheryl responded, a bit curious what a man would want from a girl like her. 'It wouldn't be my hand in marriage, could it..?!' Her inner self exclaimed.

"The great senior says that if you desire, there is a world suitable to your method and aspirations out there. A world where a genius like you, would do nothing but ascend through great heights if you were to enter it... And his question is, would you like to go with him to that world?" He said, his face a bit too sour.

Yet Cheryl failed to register that, as her thoughts were instead echoing out the words he just said. 'A world I desire? A world where I could... no way. Could it he the world of cultivation that I've been thinking about for so long?' She thought in shock and astonishment.

If that were the case, wouldn't it mean that most of her aspirations would instantly come true? Wouldn't she be able to recreate the Samsara far faster than she anticipated?!

This was a heavenly opportunity for her!!

"...."

Prince Red saw the subconscious smile on her expression, and the glow of ambition within her eyes when he looked up at her. This caused him to slightly clench his fist and grit his teeth, but he didn't say anything. 'I promised senior to respect her choice.' He thought to himself.

Albert and Tiara saw through his troubles, and decided to keep their jobs as head maid and personal escort to a different level. Staying indifferent and uninterested.

Meanwhile, Cheryl began calming down after her moment of shock. She now began calculating things properly, and assessing the whole matter carefully from her standpoint as a goddess of this Realm, and not as Cheryl.

'First of all, it wouldn't be a great idea now that I think about it. Firstly, I need to recreate my own Great Daos, so that Samsara genuinely becomes my world, instead of just incorporating Daos from another world. It's time consuming, but more efficient for me.' She thought, her smile replaced with a frown.

'Secondly, knowing myself, I would be lazy if everything came off as easy. And I also wouldn't feel a sense of achievement after Samsara is recreated. Thirdly, I don't want any of my children to suffer unjustly under the hands of cultivators.'

'Having being one myself, I know how ruthless and illogical these beings can get. Even Gods hold no candle in comparison. Fourthly, honestly, I don't know this senior of theirs, so how could I just leave with him like that? It's illogical and makes no sense.'

'And finally, what if this is a trap? I cannot be too sure. Plus, I'm still weak as of now, hence why I can't just jump the gun. Perhaps I should wait until I become a Main Goddess..?' She sighed, her sigh causing everyone to look at her in perplexity.

"Lady Chelsea...? Is everything okay?" Prince Red inquired, his heart rate secretly ascending for no reason. Cheryl looked up at him and presented a smile as she responded. "Yes, your highness. Everything is okay. It's just that..." She paused.

'Should I say it..? I don't know how this senior will react to it, were I to deny him. Worse, if he is a cultivator, he will end up forcefully using force to drag me away either way. And I might lose my people.' She took a deep breathe of air finally finished her previous statement.

"...It's just that, right now, I'm still waiting for the father of my daughters to return from his journey. Until he does, we cannot leave this place, lest he might never get the chance to see his daughters again." She responded, a hint of sadness and helplessness drifting within her eyes.

And she genuinely wished that was true, so that her daughters could at least have a father as well. But alas, it was not true. And nobody knows when that bastard of a man will ever come by.

They were now 3 yirs old, and were growing older by the year. Sooner or later, they will gain awareness and realize that their father abandoned them. 'At that point, how will you save yourself?' She thought in pity.