I Said I'd Be a Priest, So What's with This Evil God?!

“I have a dream!” “Goblins can leave their gloomy lairs and run free across the fields!” “I have a dream!” “Dwarves and dark elves underground can bask in the morning sun!” “I have a dream!” “Orcs will no longer be treated like stupid beasts!” “I have a dream!” “Every race can have the freedom it desires!” “Give me liberty, or give me death!” Xia Luo stood on the platform and shouted. The orcs crammed among the villagers roared with excitement. Down below, several green creatures bound to pillars were weeping and begging to be welcomed into our lord’s embrace. Years later, Xia Luo, now leader of the empire’s largest heretical church, the Lord of Truth, once again climbed onto a platform and cried out, pumping his fist: “Let the empire... no, wait, let the continent of Teldrassil...” “Um... That doesn’t sound imposing enough!” “Let the planet Nirn be great again!” The cheers were deafening. The Seventeen Pillars of Evil Gods standing behind him could no longer hold back. “Wasn’t the deal that we’d stop once we’d conquered the empire?” Xia Luo turned and glared at them. “Hey!” “Is that any way to talk to your dad?”