You did it.

Surprisingly, you summoned a goddess as a pseudo-servant. She’s standing here, right in front of you. You pinch yourself to make sure this isn’t a dream.

Ishtar materialized in the body of a girl, whose beauty is striking. Her long wavy black hair with two side ponytails contrasts with her fair skin. Her slender figure is elegantly dressed. She wears a lot of jewelry.

With a confident and regal voice, Ishtar announces her arrival:

— The Goddess Ishtar has answered your summons. The Goddess of Beauty and she who governs victory. The harvest, battle, and destruction fall under my jurisdiction as well. Fear me and do your best to satisfy me with tribute and reverence!

She puts her hands on her belt and looks at you with a bored look.

— Really? Who are you anyway? And who gave you permission to stare at a goddess like me, huh?