Darkness Unleashed

Darkness Unleashed

VOLUME 1

Daily life

I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, feeling sleepy in discomfort and exhausted. “Ahh, another day another …… more useless work to do”

A defeated groan escaped my lips. Not wanting to know about the mountain of paperwork in store I decided to get out of bed.

Muttering to myself that at least there is breakfast before hell begins again. I quickly tossed together eggs on easy and a cup of coffee.

After sitting at the table I calmly took out my phone and checked my investments. I did not particularly care about the growth of my portfolio I checked. “Not bad” I muttered, 190k was sitting pretty in my investment account.

As per my calculations, the portfolio's growth averaged out to be 7.4%. Feeling better about the day with some good news in the morning. The cherry on top, the notification of 7k being transferred to my investment account.

Chuckling I proceeded to reinvest 6k back into my portfolio and saving the other 1k. I stood up and walked to the kitchen to do the dishes. I should have taken this as a sign, I am typically not very lucky.

I should have known, that today was about to go wrong. I got dressed and left for work. On the way to the office, I suddenly had a bad feeling, something unexplainable instinctual even.

Alarms started blaring in my head, hurriedly I gunned my accelerator towards my office. Honestly, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t surprised but what I saw was out of this world. Seconds after I decided to rush to my office the world stopped.

Not metaphorically but literally, for some reason unbeknown to me I saw everything freeze. Slowly I looked about seeing the morning fog frozen in mid-air.

Trying to press the accelerator I realised that it would not budge, stepping a few more times in futile I decided to forego my precious car

[For context this car was worth very little, the main character is just very cheap and considers his beat-up Vios extremely precious as he got it for a steal].

Slowly getting out of the car I looked around and saw other cars frozen, people were unresponsive as I waved my hand in their faces and even poked them in their seats.

Feeling something was extremely wrong I turned back and the thing I saw will always remain in my mind.

No matter how much time passed I will never be able to forget it’s face. Ahead of me about twenty metres away was an entity, something incomprehensible yet beautiful. Unknowingly I instinctively spoke aloud “my love”.

The creature lovingly smiled at me and appeared in front of me and lovingly hugged me. I was so shocked by what happened that I remained frozen.

My mind glazed blank, thoughts that weren’t ‘mine’ were through my head and stuck to my memory.

Feeling an overwhelming pain from somewhere I began to writhe in pain, tears of blood trickled down my eyes and nose.

Overwhelmed by intense pain I started shaking, my mind only registering the pain as if burning knives were slowly being driven into my body and slowly twisting.

As if a conductor from hell began directing a musical a loud, shrill, despair-filled scream escaped my throat. Sounds like humans can’t escape Marco’s throat.

Akin to a performance of sadistic demons playing with humans, a diabolical scene started occurring.

Hearing the screams of agony the entity immediately released me and quickly scanned me. Its eyes froze gazing into my blank lifeless eyes, opening its eyes in shock it quickly tried to bring me away to treat me but failed.

Narrowing its eyes, it tried its best to move me, as if I was bedrock I remained in place. Failing to move me physically it tried to move me with a mysterious power.

A glow shone on its hands and shot towards me but somehow my body gobbled up the energy.

Seeing this odd reaction she tried once again to pry me from my position but my body wouldn’t budge. But to no avail my body remained frozen.

Frustrated with the situation, it screamed in a shrill feminine voice “Darling, what’s happening to you?” while pushing and pulling my body destroying the ground beneath her feet.

In a trance between unconsciousness and honestly a comfortable sensation I heard a muffled voice.

Something about a “darling”? Being single throughout my 25 years of life I was confused, thinking that it was probably just my imagination I started drifting off toward the comfortable darkness.

As I drifted to sleep, I felt a cold touch on my body, it was an icy touch yet felt so warm akin to the sensation of one going home after years of fighting a war. I surrendered to that kind embrace slowly melding into the darkness.

The start

The entity suddenly shot a surprised look at me and jumped back. Her action was so instinctual that even she didn’t know why she did it. Gazing at my body she was shocked as dark flames started to slowly engulf my body.

Panicking she called her sister Diya, upon shouting her name a woman wearing a long dress with striking blue eyes materialized next to Ema asking her “What’s wrong?”.

Ema pointed at me and said “Please can you help my darling? He started screaming all of a sudden and now he is like this.”

Glancing at me she shook her head in exasperation and said, “You were too impatient, he was not supposed to undergo this process for another two months, you just had to rush the process didn’t you.”

Taken aback Ema counted in confusion “Process? What process? Wasn’t my darling supposed to be happy to see me and we go and celebrate our reunion, hehehehehehe.”

Ema calmed down upon seeing Diya’s reaction as she knew that Diya’s love for their husband and her nonchalance calmed her down.

Knowing that Diya knew more than herself she immediately asked “What is happening to my darling?”

Sighing, Diya ignored Ema and started observing my body then my soul, seeing how broken it her heart shattered and rage immediately grew.

She was now incredibly annoyed that this annoying woman stupidly rushed the process to severely damage my soul. Though Ema was pouting and annoying Diya for an answer.

Diya remained still and watched as my soul slowly melted and fused itself back together generating the dark flames around my body.

As she saw my soul healing, she shot an annoyed look at Ema and slapped her across the face.

Stunned by Diya’s action Ema was stunned and stood frozen not knowing how to respond seeing the kind-hearted Diya using violence.What shocked her more was the cold rage in Diya’s eyes, she has never directed that look to her before.

Just before Ema was going to give the impulsive Ema a lecture and an explanation something came out of the ground.

Decayed hands, knurled and withered it grabbed at my leg. Slowly more and more similar-looking arms shot out of the ground and slowly climbed my body.

Looking like a macabre picture of hell dragging a soul into its depths the arms covered Marco until he was no longer visible. The macabre sight sent shivers down both women’s spins making them instinctively jump away.

Confused on what happening Ema shouted at Diya “Help WOMEN, just what the heck is happening to my darling!”

Confusion, desperation, worry, despair, and longing were all heard in Ema’s pain-filled shouts as she gazed at the macabre sight before her.

The hands slowly began to petrify over Marco’s unmoving body, showing a pained face Diya pulled Ema back further and protected them with a shield of beautiful violet energy.

Before Ema could voice her dissatisfaction, dark fire exploded from Marco as the epicentre turning everything it touched to ash and consuming the life force from within its victims. The fire remained around Marco at a radius of 6km.

This explosion of power made sure nothing in the area escaped. Like a picture of death nothing could enter and escape. Everything taht was caught in the flames burned with an unnatural sizzle.

The flames didn’t burn the physical, it was a fire that only touched the spiritual aspect. Life around were not physically burnt, only their souls were burnt.

This result was devastating as once the soul is incinerated the body lost its binding force and fell as ashes.

Seeing the process Diya suddenly began to explain “What you are seeing now is our husband’s soul reaching outwards and consuming anything it can to nourish itself.

As the damage it suffered was extreme normally enough to kill primordial gods like Erebus, Gaia, Ra, or even the mighty Shiva many times over our husband is unique.”

Thinking to herself that the seal placed on Marco was being devoured she reminisced on the past when they were a loving family but had to break that loving cycle due to a bet of all things.

Both of them watched as the arms slowly started to be absorbed and while a pressure began to build. It was growing so powerful that gravity seemed to crush everything within its area of effect.

Seeing the visible destruction Diya narrowed her eyes and waved her hand surrounding Marco in a barrier where his power would not leak into the mortal world.

As the arms started to be absorbed into his body Marco slowly opened his eyes in a comfortable darkness. Seeing nothing around him he slowly swam through the never-ending sea and bumped into something.

Upon touching it, it gave him a very nostalgic yet foreign feeling. The item in front of him felt like it was a sword, upon closer inspection a simple-looking sword that was too large to be wielded by normal people.

An honest description by anyone with fighting experience would be that this sword was simply impractical in a fight.

Being too big, heavy as it’s length is around 2 meters, the sword was by all means impractical to all. Marco on the other hand felt at ease handling this strange weapon.

Bringing the weapon closer he reached for the scabbard and took proper hold of the sword. Slowly as if by magic the sword melted and began covering Marco’s body with a light metal substance.

Dancing as it reunited with its master the sword slowly began melding into his body and reinforcing it. First were his muscles, next his bones, organs then his soul.

Feeling hot and rejuvenated from the combination of himself and the weapon, Marco closed his eyes and savoured the feeling of unlimited power flowing through his veins.

Feeling unbearable pain again his eyes shot open and a roar was heard. A roar so loud, so potent that it tore the air around him, space was shredded, and the barrier that was protecting the surroundings was almost destroyed.

Diya upon sensing a large outpour of power quickly reacted, she pushed out more energy into the barrier while shouting at Ema to help.

Doing as told, Ema channeled her power into the barrier too. Their combined desperate effort barely stopped the space outside of the barrier from being annihilated.

Still in pain, Marco tried to clutched his head and attempted to calm down. Unfortunately his body was still bound he couldn't do anything let alone clutch his head.

He began trying everything he could think of to relax though. The result? He failed miserably, the pain continuously bombarded him and only agony was felt even after he fainted.

The weapon tried its best to support its master but all it could do was continue to nourish his master’s soul. Ten more minutes of this occurred and a figure appeared in front of Marco.

Seeing the pained face before it, the figure intervened and reduced the pain Marco was in.

Though the pain was mitigated it still felt as though he was being speared continuously. Gritting his teeth he croaked “Who are you? What is happening to me?” the last part came out in a pathetic dredge but the intention was understood.

Death?

Looking at Marco struggling to keep his senses the entity explained simply “We are merging back into one being.”

A long silence followed the dark entity's words, nothing was said for a long time until Marco shouted “WHAT DO MEAN MERGE! WHAT ON EARTH IS HAPPENING TO ME?”

Ignoring the frantic shouting of Marco the entity reached towards Marco’s heart. In a fluid motion, its hand was suddenly thrust inside his chest gripping Marco’s frantically beating heart.

Feeling the wellspring of pain returning Marco lost it and shouted uncontrollably through gritted teeth, not having the luxury of movement..

Marco desperately struggled but no matter what he tried his body wouldn’t move. Slowly the being’s figure started to fade and slowly moved towards the gripped heart. Upon the beings energy entering Marco felt the pain subside.

Feeling some relief Marco returned to his senses and looked around, only to see a ghost-like figure ahead of him slowly disappearing into his chest. Panicking Marco thought that the entity was killing him.

Gritting his teeth harder he did his best to struggle, like a man possessed his bloodshot eyes glimmered with insanity as he did his best to free himself.

If he were calm, he would notice that the pain coursing through his body was quickly fading away as well as his body rapidly changing.

Slowly the useless fat on Marco’s body started to burn, while his bones started breaking, snapping, and reforming at an observable speed.

His eyes started turning pitch black, still struggling he did not notice that he was being rejuvenated in every possible manner. His soul was shining and power started to pulsate from his heart.

As the energy being expelled started to climb further it seemed like a dark sun was pulsating heat. Power in the purest sense of the word pooled, expelled, and returned to his body.

Realizing that he hadn’t died even though his heart was literally in someone’s hand he looked down and saw his chest.

Yes, his shirt was destroyed, and yes there was blood staining his entire body. The only thing missing was the gaping hole in his chest, confused he quickly checked his chest moving slowly. Not believing his eyes he touched his chest unaware that he could freely move.

Immensely relieved, Marco sighed in relief before he could relax and enjoy being in one piece again a light suddenly flashed ahead of him, it engulfed him before he knew what happened.

When Marco opened his eyes, he saw something incredible. Opening his eyes wide in shock he muttered “Did the world end?”

He looked around only sand was seen, ash started to slowly rain down making him wonder what on earth happened around him. Shocked all he did was look around dumbfounded with his pitch-black eyes.

Not registering how long he stood in place being dumbfounded. While Marco was lost in thought two beings approaching him at rapid speed.

Feeling something approaching him he turned his head to their direction he was once again dumbfounded seeing two of the most beautiful women he laid eyes on.

Both were flying in his direction, one with a pained face and the other outright crying and reaching out toward him. Instinctively wanting to comfort that beautiful crying woman he reached out to catch her. Ema crashed into his chest.

Ooof, all the air burst from his lungs and he fell on his rump. Ema didn’t care and just hugged him tighter not holding back the waterworks.

She kept muttering apologies and saying “Darling is ok, he is ok, he is ok.” Tightly hugging Marco while hiding her face in his chest she refused to let him go.

Seeing the woman cling so tightly to him and hearing her through her sobs he stroked her head and said in a calming voice “It's ok”. After repeating himself a couple of times she finally stopped sobbing but didn’t let him go.

On this right, he saw Diya with a gentle expression on her face staring at him. Awkward and confused he looked away from her while blushing. A loving expression bloomed on her face and she walked towards Marco.

Kneeling she gently took his face and met him with a gentle kiss. Shocked Marco was stunned, not knowing what happened on his commute to work. The first thing was growth in this portfolio, next was getting tortured for who knows how long.

Thinking he died as something literally grabbed his heart, waking up in a wasteland and having the embrace of two divinely beautiful women.

After they separated from their kiss Marco was extremely embarrassed but getting extremely excited. Ema twitched as she felt something on her stomach raring to go, he looked down, smiling wife was shown but he instinctively thought that this was normal.

Giving a gentle and knowing smile Ema slowly climbed him and seductively licked his neck. The simple action sent shivers down Marco’s spine. He felt extremely excited but he needed to know what happened first.

Before he could voice those thoughts Diya pulled Ema off Marco and she snapped her fingers and a robe clothed Marco. She then snapped at Ema again, scolding the woman to have some semblance of decency.

After a moment Diya suggested that they head back home. Hearing the suggestion Marco asked extremely confused "Head back home? wait My HOUSE!?" Opening his eyes wide head spinning to make excuses to visit his tiny bachelor pad.

Watching Marco's face Diya giggled gently waving her hand "No, no worries we have a place". Feeling saved from the embarrassment he nodded and said "Let's go now" turning around and carrying Ema stiffly.

Laughing Ema smiled and jumped out from Marco's embrace then kissed him on the lips aggressively. Stunned Marco froze making Ema's kiss him even more aggressive before Diya snapped her fingers.

How big is this house?

After she did so, the trio appeared in a big bedroom with a massive bed in the middle. Holding Marco's face with Ema threw them to bed positioning herself atop him.

Seeing their position Marco felt something within him rejecting the situation. Almost immediately he felt his pride kick in, bucking his hips and rolling he managed to switch both their positions. He instinctively wanted to love the woman under him.

Surrendering to his desires he took the initiative, he kissed her back harder than the previous assault making her melt.

Diya just watched this with a deadpan look. Looking at the two it was clear that they both lost it and were guided by instinct at this point.

Feeling jealousy and envy she blasted the two with a flashy burst of power. Not intending to kill but to slap some sense into the two.

The consequence, the room was evaporated from existence. The once exquisite room was obliterated, the two got off the ground and glared at Diya.

Smiling with a shit-eating grin "So how about it, have you both woken up?" Grumbling "I want some intimacy too you know" blushing to her ears she averted her eyes and began walking away.

Marco felt his heart being struck and sighed, taking Ema's hand they following behind Diya.

Walking around the massive building a question popped out in Marco's head. Deciding no harm would be done he asked aloud "Where are we?" Hearing the question Diya simply stated with her ears still burning red "We are in my mansion."

Blanking out while walking Marco dumbly followed her still holding Ema to a dining hall and sat down mechanically. Not realizing that both women sat beside him he stared ahead like a goldfish.

After staying silent for a long time he managed to come back to his senses. When he did he felt extremely uncomfortable, as the awkward silence dragged on he desperately asked, "How much did this place cost?"

Thinking she heard wrongly Diya was stunned and clarified "Cost? What do you mean cost?". Marco, thinking he phrased his question weirdly asked more straightforwardly. " Diya, how much resources did you pay to get this mansion?"

Diya causally stated "Not much just a couple billion". As Marco heard her reply time seemed to stop, he thought back to the destroyed area being the ex-bedroom he wondered "Huh, is a few billion nothing, well what have been struggling for?

“Hahahahahaha” A broken laugh escaped his lips. Hearing the strange laugh Ema grabbed his face to check if there was anything wrong with Marco.

Seeing his glassy eyes, she thought that he was still affected by his awakening or something but the next words that escaped his lips clarified all doubts both women had.

"Well, my goal to be a millionaire seems like a leaf in the wind now."

Staring blankly at the ceiling, Marco was shell-shocked to hear how casually this mansion was worth billions.

Thinking back at how Diya destroyed part of this mansion he wonders how wealthy both these goddesses are. Little did he know that as he was stunned for a very long time.

No matter what the duo did he didn’t seem to give them any reaction much less acknowledgement. Seeing that their efforts were futile they decided to take their breakfast while Marco was still lost in thought.

Knowing that overthinking the situation will not help anything he forced himself out of his thoughts and found the two causally having breakfast. Seeing their nonchalance, he mirrored their actions and started eating.

He asked swallowing a pastry "So where are we". Looked at the two in front of him. Diya elegantly ate and answered "We are on another planet, currently there are few worlds linked to Earth just think of this world as an anomaly.

This place is an anomaly as this world is made and powered by you, thus your public given title of ‘The Anomaly’"

Marco causally took a bite of his omelette and nodded. He couldn't stop nodding, everything he heard was bullshit. How did he a regular person make and power a planet? Was there a hidden meaning behind everything that was said?

Could there be a trap lying in wait to ensnare him? Most likely the most probable thing was theat there were hidden cameras punking him the entire time.

In all honesty, Marco couldn’t tell heads or tails of the current situation so he did the only thing he could, nodding mechanically.

Letting his mind wander Marco looked at a maid and asked for a refill of his coffee. WIth this request the maid fulfilled her role, she discretely refilled his drink and returned to her assigned position. All while thoughts, conspiracies, and doubts shot rapidly through his head.

Hardening his tone his deep voice slowly reverberated throughout the mansion “Explain from the beginning.”

Marco unconscious releasing his power stated, the pressure mounting with each word spoke. His eyes screamed that no-nonsense would be tolerated and lies met with hostility.

Past

Seeing Marco’s mood Ema placed her utensils down and started explaining “You are a god, Marco. A very powerful one…… A long time ago we met and fought, a fun time of endless war where blood flowed more than water.”

Ema took a sip of her tea and continued “At that point we were gods void of any concepts, though that meant that there was no specific field that limited us we could not reach the limits of any fields.

During that endless war we met on the battlefield, you were a battle-crazed warrior and I was trying to earn every achievement possible.”

Marco took a deep breath hearing Ema, hands shaking he tried to get a piece of toast but grabbed and broke his cup.

This action prompted the same maid to produce a new cup and immediately replace the broken cup. Her simple action of replacing the broken cup and cleaning the area was impeccable.

Not paying attention to the perfect actions of the maid, Marco continues giving 100% of his attention to Ema.

Smiling as she saw Marco’s old clumsiness she continued “We fought for aeons’ Marco, but one day someway somehow, I managed to awaken and ingrain a concept.

My concept is disasters and strategic war, that confrontation led me to win and push the opposition back for a while.”

Ema looked at Diya, getting a simple nod. With this confirmation she continued “Diya on the other hand was a general long before I went to the battlefield, she used to be called the general of fog.

Wherever she attacks no one will see it coming and none will realize when her troops vacate the battlefield.

She was widely feared till the point that several kings tried to either recruit her or kill her. “Naturally, she fought, but grit alone is not enough to overcome the joint attacks of several armies.”

Ema narrowed her eyes glaring up “She lost, her army destroyed, her conquests void and her suffering began.

The once general of fog had to flee, having no other choice she escaped into the mortal world hiding and fleeing from place to place.

Always looking over her shoulder, afraid her enemies are on her tail. Somehow someway when she was in the mortal world, she met you.”

Diya continued looking at Marco “I was a defeated goddess, someone who lost everything due to my arrogance. In my run away from my failure I met you, a simple man someone that do not have to worry like I do.

Someone that seems free, a wonderous soul bent on travelling the world and seeing everything the world has to offer.”

Diya went towards Marco and hugged the back of his head. Pausing her words to let them sink in, knowing Marco’s memory had not returned properly.

Giving him time to process she nuzzled her head against his and slowly continued. “When we met everything just clicked for the two of us.

It was scary how no one in the past could understand me. No god, tactician, monster, demons, or aliens could understand me like you.” Diya nuzzling further on Marco’s head.

Escape and gratitude

“You showed me the joys of the city I took refuge in, the food that I thought was beneath me, and the sights that I ignored in my endless escape. All those experiences were wonderful, they made me happy, ecstatic even.

We enjoyed the simple joys of the mortal realm while still struggling with it’s main concerns like food, lodging, and a place to rest. We travelled far and wide seeing and experiencing sights that were awe-inspiring and harrowing.

We played in festivals, saw meteor showers and the glory of nature. Though it was not all sunshine and rainbows, we also ran from war, plagues, and strife.”

“We never stopped moving, never stopped seeing the world, that bliss was shortlived however” Hugging Marco tighter as if he would disappear at any moment she continued “My past caught up with me, Odin and Seth sent assassins after me.

Those bastards wanted me under their thumb” Diya practically spat. “All we could do was run, if a human was caught up in a battle of gods and monsters…… I don’t need to explain further I assume.”

All Marco could do was nod in agreement, imagining the monsters that could wage war for aeons fighting.

He shuddered to think of the consequences, considering that when he woke up in that crater both Ema and Diya were unharmed while everything else in the area was evaporated.

The durability of these beings must be insane. His mind wandered thinking if a nuclear bomb could even scratch these beings.

Diya continued “I received a letter to either surrender or that you would die. At the time I honestly did not know what to do, you became my everything but I was given practically no choice.”

Separating Diya walked back to her seat, tears streaming down her face.

“I swore at that moment that I would not let anything happen to you. I would use the joys you gave me to fuel my counterattack.

Hardening my resolve I told you my plans, I told you exactly what I was and what was coming to find us.

Do you want to guess your response?” Diya's meekly whispered in Marco ear.

“Honestly, I think I would fight with you probably……” Marco answered half confused, half certain that no matter the era he would not accept being tossed around like a puppet.

“I think it’s because I hate being used, some of my friends say that it’s a good thing while others say I'm arrogant.”

Amused with his own answer he gestured towards Diya “Assuming with your look I think we are of the same bred wouldn’t you say?”

Touched with Marco’s words Diya simply nodded “We fought, to the best of our abilities. Planning hit-and-run tactics as you would not survive a direct confrontation we managed to deter their forces for a while.

We knew it was a losing battle but we still tried everything we could think of…… Ultimately, our efforts were pointless. We were severely outnumbered and facing enemies who would do anything to achieve their objective.

Because of me, you didn’t die, at the time it was the worst punishment a mortal could ever suffer.”

“Ultimately, we were surrounded, the only thing that I could do to save you was to throw you into the void between the branches of Yggdrasil.

Not wasting time, I tried to hurl you towards that space where you had a chance to survive.” Diya looked down at her drink sadly.

“Till this day I do not know if that choice was right, you see when I threw you the assassin threw their attacks at you too.

Their weapons glowed with runes of curses and amplification, and though they are only assassins they are still immeasurable by human standards.

They attacked you with many curses, honestly, I wasn’t sure how many kinds but I’m sure the pain was unbearable”.

She thought there must be at least the same number of curses torturing Marco since there were around fifty assassins.

Never ventured

With a pained look, she finished “Somehow I managed to fight them off, at that point I was so angry that honestly, I did not care if I died there and then.

I used everything I had, even burning away my soul for the slightest chance to torment them for their assault on you.”

Hearing this Marco's heart felt tight, all he could do to show support was to gently pat Diya head. This made Diya shudder in surprise, she smiled gently accepting the caress.

Taking a deep breath DIya continued “I squeaked a win, though I called it a win it was more like a trade as I was also on the verge of death. I lost my lower body, I lost my left arm and there were holes where my heart, liver and brain were.”

“Honestly thinking back on my final moments, slowly dying with severe wounds, my soul fading and countless curses eating away at my body I was defiant.” Though she remembered she chose to hide the kinds of wounds she suffered.

While explaining how in those moments she cursed the most probable suspect she knew. Odin the all father took the brunt of her frustrations before she drifted off into darkness.

In her final moments, the well-known general of fog known for her pride, arrogance and cruelty ‘died’. A ‘fitting end’ to her story, having died just knowing simple joys and discovering love.

She felt lost, resentful and full of regret she couldn’t protect the one she loved and was not able to kill the bastards who caused everything.

Finally, her resentment faded and her consciousness melded into the void.

Looking at Marco she smiled and stated “You are my reason to live, if not for you I would be in those bastards' clutches by this point.

And if you are curious, I know I said I died but some special consequences led me to be here before you today.”

Looking at Ema she tried to get her support, but to her disappointment, she was too busy gazing at Marco.

If she didn’t know better, she could mistake her for a tourist in an art museum staring at her favourite pieces.

Diya coughed loudly trying to get Ema’s attention, but still showing no reaction Ema continued staring passionately at Marco not even registering anything happening around her. She then stood up took Marco by the arm and started to drag him away.

Before Diya can shout her protests, Ema declares “Marco my love, now that you regain some of your power you need some control over it right?” Not even waiting for an answer she continued while dragging Marco.

“No need to thank me you know, I will make sure you are 100% prepared, physically spiritually and hehehehehehe. Ah, I can't wait much more you know, I know that Diya is already dying for it.”

She laughed seductively. Diya blushed till her ears were behind the two but didn’t say anything. She knew that Ema was right but she would not admit it.

Despite being a goddess that lived for aeons, she had little to no experience with men. Her first love was Marco and she would only love Marco because that was her pride as a queen.

Soon they arrived in the open field outside the mansion. Ema looked around and said, “Ok we are far enough, Diya does your thing and I will follow through.”

She turned her gaze towards Marco “Dear, we are going to slowly use our power, I want you to observe how it forms carefully, manifests and behaves.

It will be important when we fight.” Giving him a smile that was not safe for children towards the end.

Shattering common sense

They both started channelling their power, slowly their hair started to sway. The air around them started to get chaotic and pressure started being exerted on the surroundings. The ground cracked the trees started creaking and breaking.

Marco observed as was asked, he saw something being exerted from the girls. It looked like flames were spreading from their chests, specifically the area around their hearts.

They both brought up their hands and as if a dam broke power exploded and flowed from their body to the surroundings, the main bulk was centred around their raised hand.

Simultaneously they both snapped their fingers, for a moment nothing happened until a boom was heard. The surroundings were petrified and visibly started to grow darker, pillars of obsidian pillars sprouted from the ground and surrounded the trio.

As more and more pillars rose the ones that have sprouted all began to compress. Immediately after the obsidian slabs melted together merging and being refined.

After the magical process thick castle walls formed around the trio creating a pitch black colosseum.

“This will do for now I suppose” Diya commented while she stomped on the ground. As she did part of the ground splintered and cracked, only for a moment later to be automatically repaired.

Marco was stunned watching this marvellous sight, a protrusion shot up from the massive stone beside Ema. The stone slab condensed and almost immediately a gigantic rack of weapons formed.

Ema without hesitation approached and took a short sword, she gestured towards the weapons and spoke “Choose anything that catches your eye, though I have a sinking suspicion about the weapon you will choose.”

Hearing Ema, Marco looked around the massive weapon rack, observing the formed weapons. Though some part of him told him that this was either a fever dream or a hallucination when he overdosed something.

Though he knew that he was too cheap even to try anything of the sort he found that he was in reality when he cut his hand on the dagger before him.

He felt the pain while seeing his hand bleeding, mentally he jumped back to the theory that this was a fever dream as his blood was no longer red.

The blood dripping out was black, pitch black like the starless night. Observing his wound the blood coagulated around the wound and immediately healed it. As if what he saw before was a mirage the wound disappeared.

He decided to follow his instincts in this irrational situation where reality did not seem present, walking around he took a look at all the displayed weapons. Only when a familiat feeling came did he decide on a weapon.

He reached and picked up the scythe before him without thinking and walked towards Ema. He handled the scythe in his hands trying to find a comfortable position. He then positioned himself like a character he saw in a movie.

Ema's smile grew wide, her eyes flashed with power and a massive pressure started to bombard the colosseum.

Her presence alone made the colosseum tremble, it was so strong that the coloseum is continuously breaking and repairing itself.

Seeing Marco’s face filled with determination she decided that she needed to match his determination. Slowly her sword started to grow, as it slowly increased in size.

The obsidian material grew to the point that it looked like a boulder, Ema smashed her free hand into the stone shattering the boulder.

What was left was two swords, the short sword resembled a xiphos while the long sword looked like a tachi. They both positioned themselves against each other, staring unmoving they both prepared to begin.

Marco swallowed hard, he tried to calm himself by screaming “I have to be careful!” repeatedly in his head.

But the gigantic smile plastered on his face did not fade, his eyes began darkening into something that swallowed all light that dared enter. Then they began

BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM! Kicking off the fight with a massive explosion.

Shattering Common Sense 2

They both charged at each other, Ema crossed her swords and slashed down in a cross shape. Marco met her attack with an upward swing using his scythe, the two attacks met and generated a massive explosion.

Looking at the explosion Diya giggled happily seeing that Marco just reawakened and can exert this much power.

The force generated ripped through the colosseum leaving it in a tattered mess. Seeing this Diya waving her hand covering the semi-destroyed colosseum with her energy.

As if time was rewinding everything started to be restored while the walls glowed and visibly hardened.

Seeing that this much should be enough to take the power the two were exerting she looked back at the fight.

From the dust cloud, a figure flew out leaving a spray of pitch-black blood. Marco’s bludgeoned body slammed hard into the restored wall leaving a massive crater in it.

Without missing a beat Ema appears before Marco flashing a bloodthirsty smile, eyes flashing with killing intent she slashes her swords towards him.

Marco glared up and kicked in her face, the impact sent her skidding back. While Ema was skidding back, Marco saw that even though he pushed Ema back, his leg was in terrible condition.

Massive gashes were scored all over the leg he kicked Ema with, focusing on the image of his finger healing he tried willing his leg to heal.

Completely unaffected a big smile still plastered on her face. She kicked the ground and charging straight towards him.

When Marco saw Ema charging staright towards him again, he quickly threw himself onto the ground.

When Ema arrived, he mustered all his strength with his good leg to gain some distance. He performed a flip and landed blood still dripping from his damaged leg, looking down he saw that his leg was almost healed.

When he looked up he saw Ema slowly walking out of the debris from her charge. Her expression was chilling, a mixture of ecstasy, love and madness, with emphasis on the madness.

She swung her blade in Marco’s direction, the simple slash generated air pressure strong and sharp enough to split apart stones.

Marco focusing on Ema swivelled to the side to dodge. Feeling that his leg had recovered he walked towards Ema, eyes blazing with joy and battle lust he smiled and placed his scythe on this shoulder.

Ema seeing this loving smiled and sent another slash in Marco’s direction. His battle intent exploded and spilled out his eyes screaming for a rematch.

Seeing the slash Marco decided to challenge himself further, he wanted to parry the slash. He was not a coward, he would show his attacker that he would not back down and most importantly he needed to prove to himself that he would never surrender.

When the slash was right in front of him Marco met the slash with his scythe, the impact on his body was insane.

Just meeting the attack his body ached while he coughed up blood, his legs shook but he didn’t let himself collapse.

Stomping hard he flashed a feral grin shouting at the top of his lungs midway coughing blood “EMAAA, what is the all you got, I was expecting more from my dear wife.”

Seeing Marco’s state Ema saw that he was beginning to go berserk but she knew deep down that he would fall due to something that petty.

Deciding to meet his challenge she disappeared, with a burst of speed she appeared in front of Marco slashing at his neck.

Marco's eyes flashed, dark power covered his body the slash connected with his neck. A tink sound was heard upon impact mysteriously the blade shattered with a crash.

Walking towards something extraordinary

Marco at that moment felt numb he could feel something covering his body but he couldn’t think straight. As if floating in a sea of ink he just drifted, as Marco’s consciousness was fading his body’s power went into the stratosphere.

This sudden surge of power pushed back Ema, Diya joined her as they both stared seriously at Marco.

Pure power was oozing out of his every pore, his skin was covered with a dark metal fluid that was twisting and churning, melding and covering more of his body as time ticked away.

“Diya is this what I think it is?” Ema asked excitedly wanting to continue their little game. Diya just stared at Marco’s appearance, until Ema nudged her. Seeing Ema’s expectant eyes Diya spoke.

“Honestly, I am not too sure, I have seen something like this in the past, but something feels off.

Compared to the past this form seems more dangerous.” Diya continued to observe Marco until something unexpected happened.

As the two were discussing the power surging out of Marco slowly started to decrease. It reduced to the point that they both saw the exhaustion on Marco’s unconscious face.

Before anything could happen, he fell on his knee and slumped down on the ground unconscious.

Seeing this sight Diya slapped Ema on her head hissing “Why did you go that far? You idiot he just awakened his power again, he has no mastery no combat experience NOTHING! Are you thinking of killing him or something!”

Diya scolded Ema while running to support Marco, before she could reach Ema pulled Diya and jumped back as far as she could. Ema kicked the ground and flew out of the colosseum.

Before Diya could protest a dark voice was heard, it slowly proclaimed with a dark heavy voice “To death I shall fight and death I will bring” Marco’s body got up off the ground, he looked like a broken mechanical doll.

His body moved robotically while he stood, he hunched forward with his shadow slowly spreading encapsulating the entire arena.

Slowly a skeletal arm shot out of the ground, it grabbed at thin air as more arms joined it. More and more such hands reached and climbed each other, and a macabre hill of arms grew beside Marco.

He mechanically reached into the hill and pulled out a bone-white stick. Tilting his head to the sky his consciousness returned, he instinctively grabbed the stick and slammed it into the ground.

Ema and Diya looked in shock, the common thought they both had was that they never expected Marco to regain the ability to call out part of his concept as his weapon so soon.

The slam caused a torrent of corpses to rise from the ground each clinging and trying their best to cling onto the stick.

Instinctively feeling that it was enough Marco swung the stick channelling his power whatever was left in his exhausted body into his weapon.

The stick morphed and the sight that would scare many gods appeared before Ema and Diya. The scythe feared by all gods, a weapon capable of taking away a god's soul.

Though it cannot permanently kill a god it could enslave them. The scythe’s user could use the souls of the dammed to do whatever they wanted.

As Marco held the scythe, he looked at Ema and asked “SOOOO, are we going to keep going?” He took a battle stance preparing for Ema’s insane speed. To his surprise, Diya appeared beside him whispering into his ear “I think that is enough, right?”

Marco immediately swung his scythe, although he was exhausted he would not surrender. Using all his power he tried to attack Ema. The fruit of his effort?

Ema appearing on his side delivering a powerful punch to Marco’s face instantly knocking him out. The unconscious Marco slid on the ground and tumbled for a few seconds until he was scoped up and carried by Ema.

“He went above our expectations wouldn’t you say” Ema smiled sweetly at the unconscious Marco and flew back to the mansion.

Diya agreed with her while following behind her. Diya then decided “I will train with Marco to build his foundation, I have a feeling that our old acquaintances might visit soon.

I don’t want them catching Marco when he can’t properly defend himself in his current state.”

Ema agreed, a few pleasurable and hellish training would begin for Marco but he didn’t mind as future Marco taught it was fun and a REALLY good time with his wives.

Strength with a mix of insanity

The world went on as the three were training, and an unprecedented incident where part of a state was evaporated was all over the news.

Countless theories circulated across all platforms anyone and everyone guessed at the cause of the incident.

There were wild theories like countries declaring war on the United States of America, but the higher-ups in the government knew that no country attacked them.

The president was sitting at his desk with his staff surrounding him. Some were presenting the results of talks with allied countries, some were waiting around for their turn to present their investigation on potentially hostile countries.

A final group set up their presentation for the estimated number of casualties from the incident.

Countless hours were spent investigating this unprecedented incident. The unanimous result of consulting other countries was that they were afraid too.

No other country wanted a large piece of their land to become a desert wasteland in the span of an afternoon. A unanimous decision was made and somehow world peace was achieved through this incident.

If Marco were to hear this, he would be in disbelieve, thinking “This has to be a dream, right?” Within a month a national summit was called to solidify the alliance to the unknown threat.

He was absolutely certain that there were countries that would declare their power and simply remained as they were. The idea of all countries gathering to form an alliance was simply surreal.

As the summit was taking place mass gatherings were held in the United States to give families of the missing people closure.

Those who were affected were in despair, trolls were coming up with every theory possible in hopes of gaining attention and the government was trying hard to calm down the incident.

Chaos became the norm, society was thrown into chaos when opposing countries suddenly declared that they were becoming allies.

The public was lost, some felt their beliefs were being challenged while others were in full agreement.

Without warning on that fateful day an estimated 1.3 million lives were erased from an unknown attack.

The people who thought rationally realised that this incident was not caused by people. The reason was simple, no country could simply slip a weapon so destructive yet had such a small blast radius to vaporise only part of a state.

Humans only progressed to the extent that they could blow everything up, the after-effects would still have rubble.

Turing a well-established state into a massive sand pit was inconceivable. As the chaos only spread, Marco was having a really good time.

The trio were in a separate dimension, they were fighting with all their might. As the training went on Marco slowly remembered how to use his strength, developed his technique and to the shock of Ema and Diya shot up in strength.

He slowly went from being barely able to fight Ema to being able to handle fighting both Ema and Diya simultaneously.

In this dimension Diya was supporting, she altered the flow of time within the dimension. The time ratio was one to ten.

For every minute on the outside, Marco was fighting for ten minutes. As a goddess with the concept of time, she was able to do something like this.

If Diya wanted to increase the time ratio however, she needed to either increase her understanding of her divinity or increase her overall amount of energy in her being.

Both of these criteria were insane but seeing Marco’s growth she felt that she needed to keep up.

Confirmation and a trip

A fight was raging on, in a separate dimension the air was torn, space was split and countless explosions occurred.

As explosions were spreading, in the heavens or ground the three never stopped fighting.

Marco was fighting and he was ecstatic, as massive a fan of fighting media he always wanted to fight like this.

He had many frustrations in life where he had little control but now, he could control the flow of battle.

As he fought on with Ema, he slowly suffered fewer wounds, and when he felt confident, he convinced Diya to join the fun. The moment she joined in he was beaten almost immediately.

Not letting the defeat affect him, he learned through combat what should be done and what to cut. Gradually his fighting style was refined and he incorporated some close combat techniques into his style.

This result though simply solved one of his greatest issues, as a scythe was generally a mid-ranged weapon he had issues with infighting.

Though they were not experts, years of fighting ensured that both Ema and Diya were no slouch.

Ema managed to devise tactics to get in close and beat down Marco while Diya threatened him with her whip from afar. The duo managed to force Marco into corners for months but he never gave up.

After resting and reviewing inbetween fights were the three would shower and show do their marriage act. He gradually learnt how to dodge with minimal movements and become more sharp when attacking.

In the beginning, they were flukes but he slowly got the hang of it. As time passed, he managed to put up a better fight, until some of his memories came back to him.

He remembered how he used his scythe and other weapons in the past. Using that as reference he did his best to incorporate everything he remembered it into his fighting style.

The result was managing to fight off both Ema and Diya when he could not match them physically yet.

As masters in the past once said “Power is not everything, technique and experience triumph over power alone.” As he managed to hold his own Diya cut their training short, much to Ema and Marco’s disappointment.

She reasoned that they still had responsibilities, hearing the valid argument the two could only sulk and reluctantly agree.

Soon the trio exited the dimension entering directly into the mansion’s bath, the three without much thought went directly into the showers.

As Marco was showering Diya sneaked up on him and hugged him. Glancing around them she confirmed that Ema was not close before she offered to wash his back.

Marco denied her to her great disappointment, Marco could only sigh when he saw Diya’s reaction.

“We have responsibilities right Diya? If you were to help me wash, and with myself returning the favour we probably would not leave for a long time, right?”

Marco smiled at the end and he rinsed himself off. He splashed some water on Diya in hopes she would stop sulking and join Ema soon. Seeing her unhappy Marco thought about how to cheer her up.

Having no clue he asked her, “What can I do to cheer you up?”. As if this was her goal Diya’s expression immediately changed and like a fox, she sneaked up on Marco rinsing himself and whispered.

“Spend the night with me alone once we are free, you won’t reject me, right? And don’t you dare lie, I can see little Marco ready and raring”. She smiled provocatively.

Marco only stood up said yes while exiting the shower. All the while his face was completely red as he blanked on what to do, he just robotically walked to the changing area. Diya laughed as she joined him.

After the trio were dressed Diya and Ema sent Marco back to earth while they needed to tend to their responsibilities. The moment Marco reached back to earth he found that he was in the middle of a forest.

Sighing he just jumped to see where he was. When he was in the air, he saw that it was a massive sea of trees.

Sighing again he just propelled himself in a random direction as his possessions were all destroyed when he initially awakened, he had no means of navigation, identification and funds.

The plan now was to return home and possibly prepare his things to exit society. As this thought was making its course, he thought that it would not be bad to have a base on earth too. So, he made returning home his top priority for now.

A foe?

Aiming to return home Marco took a running stance. He pushed off his feet and zoome into the sky. This resulted in him shooting across the endless seas of trees, after a few seconds became quite suspicious of how vast the forest was.

Feeling that something was off he kicked off even harder, sonic booms blasted behind Marco as he accelerated further.

He knew that something was happening, as he accelerated, as he was covering a vast distance. For reference, he could have travelled from California to Japan within the past few seconds.

As travelling further would not yield any results Marco decelerated and stopped in mid air. He reached out and a fluctuation occurred summoning his scythe.

His eyes immediately started darkening until it seemed like it was devouring the surrounding light.

His hair began to float as he raised his power, this small burst flattened the surrounding area. Wildlife was culled, everything was vapourised and the moisture in the air was immediately bare.

In the area no life was present. Marco looked at the edge of the destroyed forest that was quickly encroaching back into the destroyed land. Raising an eyebrow he simply appeared in the air and threw a blast of power towards a random direction.

As the ray of power travelled it tore apart the ground, as it burrowed deeper, he noticed something. He was being watched it was just he didn’t know which coward was hiding from him.

He had his blood boiling as he roared “Get out here you coward or I will simply destroy this forest that you seem to hide behind and torture you slowly.”

Marco was over-reacting, the reason was very simple, it was his pride as a god. He thought that someone like him was just a simple person. Just after awakening, he had the mentality to push his limits to get stronger NO MATTER THE CHALLENGE!

Now something that can potentially match him or is stronger than him refused to appear and fight. This led Marco to be completely irate before his anger could hit the ceiling, however before he completely lost it, he saw an amazing sight before him.

As he was glaring at the forest, he saw that the forest was staring at him. A surreal sight, as the trees, streams and earth reformed to resemble a gigantic eye. As the pupil focused on Marco the earth began to tremble.

The trembling got worse as Marco saw that countless hills were rapidly rising. In the next second the hill became mountains, right after.

All the mountains shot towards the heavens before their point extended towards him, as if nature gained sentience the green shot towards Marco.

In an instant Marco found himself being attacked by the green from the ground and having massive mountain-like earth spears raining at him from above.

This image would bring anyone despair, being attacked from every angle, position and by nature itself. No one could avoid this seemingly endless bombardment of attacks.

Marco just closed his eyes smiling, “Well…… NOW WE ARE TALKING YOU COWAARRRDDDD!” A massive smile broke out on Marco's face, his smile was so big that it was threatening to tear his face apart.

He expelled a massive amount of energy, instantly the sky was painted black with him simply swinging his scythe.

The power Marco was releasing just disappeared as the attacks shot towards him. Just before the attacks could reach him everything as far as the eye could see was eviscerated.

As if an infinite number of slashed shot in every direction, this resulted in everything being destroyed.

Nothing was left as a blood-curdling scream rose from directly below Marco. He saw that a woman with green hair crawled out of the ground and was now coughing up blood.

Seeing that his aggressor finally revealed itself he vanished with a burst of speed appearing behind her.

As she fought for air while still coughing blood Marco kicked her side hard. She rolled and spewed more blood across the ground, as she slowed down the endless nature started to shrink and appeared to be a national park he was familiar with.

Morality

As he looked at the woman lying on the ground unconscious, he thought about what to do. As he was pondering the situation, flowers started blooming from the ground.

Wherever the woman’s blood touched plants started blooming, seeing the interesting sight made him suddenly think of having a garden.

As he was having these random thoughts, he suddenly felt his knees go weak.

He felt his heart aching and his energy reserves were almost emptied. He felt this exhaustion during his training, remembering that incident when he first fell unconscious after his explosion against Ema.

He thought back and he realised that he recovered his reserves relatively quickly for the amount of power he expelled. He tried to rack his brain but he could not remember anything.

Marco gave up after trying a full minute and walked towards the woman, seeing that she was unconscious he felt confused about his next actions.

Normally in the stories that Marco read a captured enemy would be thrown into a dungeon or prison in a secure location. But Marco had nothing like that, the closest thing he had was his small apartment.

He started feeling a little depressed comparing his apartment to the mansion, the reaction Ema and Diya had when they treated the mansion like nothing made Marco feel like his efforts at wealth were pointless.

Just when he was contemplating what to do he heard “Please I beg you don’t kill me” Hearing the plea Marco looked down and just realised that he was lost in thought.

From Gaia’s point of view, she saw Marco looking at her expressionlessly. As he stared at her the feeling of dread grew. Goosebumps started to rise on her skin, an aura of negativity seeped out of Marco.

The imposing sight promised her torture before her slow and painful execution. As the misunderstanding grew Gaia became more terrified as Marco wordlessly stared at her.

Not knowing that Gaia was having the wrong idea, Marco took advantage of the situation. “Why did you try to trap me and why did you attack me?

By the way, I assume you know what will happen if you don’t answer me properly right?” Marco placed his scythe on Gaia’s shoulder with the blade pointed at her neck, his eyes glinting with malice as he tried his best to intimidate his attacker.

Seeing the weapon that caused so much damage Gaia made panick. In fact she was so scared in fact that she blanked on why she attacked Marco to begin with.

She just started crying “Please, please don’t kill me, I will do anything ok, OK?” Tears streamed down her beautiful face, this sight would enchant any person.

It was a shame that the person she tried begging had no patience for bullshit and mercy to his attacker. Marco's smile widened, and his eyes grew darker once again invoking his power.

He brought his face right in front of Gaia “Ohhhh, what can you do for me? If you want to live, I suggest you don’t waste my time and speak or…” Marco lightly pressed his scythe into Gaia’s neck drawing blood.

An effort

Gaia didn’t waste time, she began spitting a string of things she could do. The list was so long that she practically rapped all her uses for 6 minutes. That display would make any seasoned rapper hang their head in shame, hearing the woman’s desperation Marco considered her uses.

The main things he saw useful about her were that she was good at management and had a decent ability to trap beings. Practically everything else Gaia said was useless, what is a “person to make honey” supposed to mean?

Marco then imagined how Gaia would put on a bee suit to play around in a flower patch ‘making honey’ but decided to ignore that. Though his thoughts were random he still wore his mask of irritation. All this was to make Gaia reveal more of her cards.

Staring at Gaia he considered if it would be a good idea to bring her with him or just cut his losses but killing her now. Thinking he should extend an olive branch he suggested, “How about you swear your eternal loyalty to me, if you do, I will spare you and treat you as my subordinate”

Gaia was insulted, a primordial goddess was being forced to bow her head and be an unknown bastard’s servant. Though she never had been so insulted she knew that she had no choice in the matter.

She was not willing to die as she did not know how long until she can resurrect again. She was in search of power that could help her in her revenge, she could not afford to lose even a second let alone however long for her resurrection.

She looked at Marco trying to gauge his reaction but seeing veins popping on his head she swallowed her pride and agreed. She then asked him for his name so that a contract could be established, he simply replied “I’m Marco”.

Marco observed as she put her finger on her chest drawing out a green thread, she then brought her finger to Marco’s heart. As she touched his chest, she blushed being that it was millennia since she touched a man, she was weirdly getting excited.

But with Marco's continuous glare, she snapped out of her stupor remembering that her life hung in the balance. She proclaimed “I hereby dedicate my existence to Marco, always being loyal or my soul be destroyed.”

Marco was confused as he thought that a fancier ritual would take place or something, this is pretty mundane for a loyalty contract.

Gaia was confused she had gods swear themselves to her in this method but for some reason, it did not work on this man. Confused she tried to again but the same thing happened again. Thinking that the ritual was correct she whimpered “Sir Marco, is Marco really your name?”

Seeing Marco’s distorting face she quickly defended herself “I have conducted this ritual many times before ok, this is the first time that I’ve seen this happen you must tbe the abnor…” Gaia immediately covered her mouth. She didn’t want to further anger this monster.

Marco was just confused now, if what Gaia said was true then his real name was not Marco but there was also a possibility of her lying to escape the situation. Though this was his last effort to spare the goddess, if this method failed, she would die.

Sighing if what Gaia said was true, he would be wasting a meat shield right? Yes, his thoughts were getting more evil by the minute, from his point of view Gaia stalling to save herself was simply grating Marco’s patience. “How do I find my true name then woman” Marco asked more tired than he thought.

“You simply have to invoke your power and ask the system what is your true name.” Marco thought he just heard some nonsense but just did as she said. No harm would come if he tried it, and if this failed, he would simply kill her.

Marco invoked some of his remaining power and said “Tell me ‘SYSTEM’ what is my name.” He did this in an extremely exaggerated manner as if trying to insult Gaia saying that her last tug at hope was pathetic.

But much to his shock a response came almost immediately, they both heard the system saying Marco’s true name and that name made Gaia look at Marco with pure horror in her whole being.

Fear

To Marco’s surprise, something happened. A ping suddenly rang out. A mechanical voice suddenly started talking. To Gaia’s surprise, this message rang everywhere. Throughout all pantheons, dimensions, and plains, everyone, without exception, heard something.

Gaia was incredibly shocked by the ping, the reason was extremely simple. Only beings that have a certain requisite can access the system. Strength was one component, another was an extremely powerful soul.

Gaia guessed that the being that easily subdued her should be able to access the system but was shocked at him being actually able to do it. Not only Gaia the world was panicking at the ping.

Many beings felt fear while everyone else felt confusion and panic. The gods and many supernatural beings felt fear as the system that managed all life in the world was next to impossible to access. Others like mortals felt confusion and panic as they had no idea what was occurring.

Many people across the world were terrified as they thought that something like the mysterious event that turned a state into a desert would happen again. Be it a blessing or a curse their ignorance saved them a lot of grief as everyone else were terrified of a being that could access the system.

“Responding to your enquiry, please state your intention.?” Marco simply raised his eyebrow, he looked at Gaia who was staring at him with fear. He ignored the shivering woman and simply replied “I want to know my true name.”

Little to Marco’s knowledge his answer reverberated throughout the world. His casual tone made the situation all the more ridiculous, accessing the system to confirm your true name?

The thing that made the request must be showing off or something. All super naturals that had a clue about this unprecedented event were shocked silent.

“Your true name is XXXXXXX, this request will be recorded, have a nice day XXXXXX” Everyone heard gibberish, no one other than Marco understood what was said. Although as they heard the name all couldn’t help but shudder.

Even though they didn’t understand the spoken name they all knew that the spoken name contained massive amounts of power. If the beings name alone was powerful how insanely strong was the name’s owner.

As Marco heard his name memories suddenly flooded his mind, past experiences, knowledge, struggles, pain, love and a sense of peace. As the memories began to flood Marco the artefact that Diya gave him began to glow crimson red.

Catatonic Marco just stood still looking at the sky, the tool began sealing the tremendous flood of memories. As the tool was activated Diya felt a buzzing in her bracelet. As she was making her preparation for potential attacks from old enemies, she had a notification that the sealing artefact that she gave Marco activated.

Diya wanted to go to Marco immediately but she had entered into a delicate process along with Ema and they could not leave until finished. Diya called out “SONIA”, a second later a maid came out of the shadows and curtsied.

“What can I assist you with today Madam?” Diya not wasting any time quickly said “My husband might be in danger, bring him to a safe location and take care of him until we are done, hurry”

Sonia curtsied again and dove into the shadows. She immediately disappeared and headed to Marco’s location she was tracking using a tool to find Marco’s artefact.

Diya was panicking now, she was wondering what kind of trouble Marco might have gotten into. She heard someone asking the system for their true name a few moments ago. She thought that the voice was extremely familiar but didn’t think that Marco was the culprit behind it.

Yes, she knew that Marco becoming stronger than his old self but his control over his power was still subpar. It was to be expected as they did not spend too much time teaching him how to control his power.

His control was akin to, going into sixth gear every time he wanted to do anything. He wasted a lot of power. Maybe the trouble he got into was related to expanding too much power? But that should not be the case as the artefact can only seal harmful items temporarily so exhausting power will not trigger it.

She was confused, scared and on the verge of panicking but forced herself to remain calm. She had important things to do now and would find out what happened to her husband. Her eyes flashed with anger and power promising herself to destroy whatever put her husband in danger, even if that involved declaring war on the world.

Confusion

While Diya was worried that Marco was in any danger Marco snapped out of his stupor and was confused as the why his bracelet was glowing crimson.

To Marco, he simply learnt his true name, knowing that little piece of information should be nothing. But to his amazement the artefact Diya said would seal anything dangerous activated.

Deciding to ask Diya what happened when they met, he focused on Gaia. Little did he know his action sent the entire world into a frenzy again. Leaders from all sides tried their best to investigate the phenomenon, humans trying to calm their citizens.

The gods tried to investigate by contacting their respective sources, no matter who everyone wanted information on this event. They needed to know if it was a friend or foe, what type of countermeasures were needed and if possible, if they could recruit this being into their fold.

Marco continued the procedure, “I XXXXX declare Gaia to be my eternal slave. She will be loyal, or her soul will be destroyed.” Gaia heard Marco was going to intervene and state that these subordination contracts can only be performed by the servant.

The intention to serve was necessary to establish the contract; otherwise, these contracts would not work, nor would they be recognised by the system.

Before Gaia could correct Marco, the system was heard again, “Gaia will now be the eternal slave of XXXXXXX, severance of contract without XXXXXXX consent will disintegrate Gaia’s soul.”

This lone message made Gaia faint in pure horror. Initially, she wanted to weasel her way out of the contract but now her plans had become useless.

Seeing Gaia faint Marco could only sigh, he wondered how much more trouble he would encounter. He had LITERALLY just returned to earth, if it took so little to attract trouble, he didn’t want to think about the issues he would attract.

He picked up the useless goddess and ascended into the air, knowing the rough location of his home he kicked off and they shot away. As sonic booms reverberated a shadow formed where Marco was standing a few moments ago, As the shadow spread the head of Sonia emerged.

Sonia looked expressionlessly at the sky seeing that she just missed Marco. But seeing that he is safe she decided to contact Diya first. She pressed a few buttons on her phone and connected to Diya, almost immediately Diya answered.

Sonia immediately said, “Lord Marco is safe, he looked like he just captured someone, regarding why the artefact activated I’m not too sure but I will inform Madam when I find out.”

Diya simply replied “Thank you Sonia, hurry and find out what happened, I’m afraid something happened to my husband. Get your subordinates to investigate what exactly happened, I want to know every detail possible.”

Sonia simply replied with a “Yes Madam” and faded back into the shadows. She gave her subordinated orders while heading to Marco’s location.

Shock and amazement

As Marco reached his neighbourhood, he scanned and quickly found his house. He flew towards his apartment, taking the spare key he had from the back of his shoe rack he unlocked the door. He went in quickly trying to avoid being seen.

Being seen with an unconscious woman on your shoulder looks bad right? He definitely didn’t want to be seen as a kidnapper, his reputation before all the craziness was a quite man. Being changed to scumbag or kidnapper was a definite no for him.

Fearing the possible implications he fled into his apartment, he threw Gaia on his sofa while he looked at the pile of mail on his floor. Wordlessly picking up the somewhat impressive stack he took it all to his counter and looked through everything.

In the pile, he found a few letters from his boss asking and checking up on him, a letter of condolence was included as his boss assumed that he died in an unknown incident.

Picking up his spare phone from his counter drawer he wanted to contact his boss but the battery was dead. Deciding to look through the rest of the pile he charged his phone and went back to work.

A boring half hour passed as Marco found some bills and letters about his investments. He just thanked his past self for having set up a system to automatically pay his bills.

Marco remembering that he was fighting a while ago went to take a shower. While Marco started his shower, a shadow emerged and stood in the middle of his living room. Sonia just arrived, she looked around her master's husband’s home.

In her opinion, she found the place quite simple it looked like what people with a conservative sense of minimalism would want. As she scanned the apartment she found an unconscious woman on the sofa.

She was simply stunned, from the looks of things she was either beaten into submission or she had just experienced a very rough night. The haggard appearance of the woman was quite suggestive, curiosity got the better of her and she woke up the woman.

She shook the woman for a good few minutes but nothing happened, getting irritated she went to the kitchen to fill a pot of water. As Sonia positioned herself to douse the woman Marco walked out of his room. He was simply stunned.

The sight of a maid holding preparing to pour a pot of water on an unconscious woman was surreal. Sonia stopped when she heard sounds behind her, as she turned her head a light blush bloomed.

She saw the chiselled body of her master’s husband, and without thinking she threw the pot of water and curtsied. “Greeting master, I have come to check up on you with Madam Diya’s orders.” The action she made was perfect, the appearance of an ideal maid was present with one little thing.

As if time slowed down he saw the pot of water Sonia threw slowly crashing on Gaia’s head. Letting out a squeal, Gaia was drenched while having to wake up to a metal pot slamming flat on her face.

She just rolled around in pain as she unceremoniously dropped to the floor slamming her head on the ground. Marco just watched this with an blank look, wondering what was this ‘magnificient’ sight happening before him right now.

An interesting situation

Marco was amazed at how gracefully the maid moved, the results were even more amazing. Seeing Gaia who was a treat earlier rolling on the floor in pain due to a simple pot of water was surreal.

Being too lazy to understand the situation he decided to ignore Gaia. “So…… what did Diya ask you to do? And where is she at the moment, I need a place to put that thing” He pointed at Gaia and fell silent waiting for an answer.

Marco just waited while Sonia stared at him. Feeling somewhat weird, he waved his hand in front of her face. She snapped out of her stupor, answering quickly, “Y-Yes, I was sent by Madam Diya to check up on Master.”

She looked away blushing “As master’s bracelet alerted madam Diya, she assumed you were in danger and dispatched a squad to investigate and ensure your safety.”

Marco simply nodded, “Can you tell me your name and why you aren’t looking at me directly? And I that ugly?” Sonia looked at Marco in shock, glancing at his chiselled body and handsome face she was caught off guard.

Seeing Marco’s genuinely disappointed expression she was further shocked as he believed the nonsense he just stated. She decided to report this to Diya and Ema but she saw it as a win. Admiring the body of her master was fine right? She was within her rights to fully enjoy her job correct?

She could imagine what kind of things Marco’s wives would do to ‘reassure’ him, having her mind enter the gutter she couldn’t help but blush furiously.

As her mind raced to placed unsafe for kids a little blood started leaking from her nose accompanied with her flushed face.

Seeing the maid falling into her own world again Marco walked towards her and turned her face towards his. “Can you talk now? You can leave after filling me in.” Marco walked to his dining table and gestured to Sonia to sit. Sonia shyly inched towards the table and sat down.

She stuttered “F-firstly my name is Sonia, and I was sent to check up on you. As you know the artefact will only activate if anything harmful were to attack you from within.” Marco nodded his head upon hearing this information.

He particularly wasn’t surprised as he was told something similar by Diya. “Just to clarify the artefact is to prevent Master from having another episode.”

Hearing this Marco raised his eyebrow in confusion “Episode? What do you mean Sonia.” As Marco asked the question Gaia leaned against the sofa, as it seemed like important information on her enslaver was going to be revealed she tried to commit everything to memory.

Sonia was going to begin explaining but she just remembered the woman’s presence. Pointing at her she asked if Marco was fine if the woman heard it.

Marco just shrugged and said, “Well she is my eternal slave, I hope I don’t have to do anything drastic if information leaks.” Marco just smiled at Gaia, his smile was innocent but his eyes promised a lot of pain if Gaia tried anything funny.

Seeing their dynamic Sonia asked “Master who is this woman, perhaps a one-night stand?”

This question just hit Marco hard, as a man of honour he would not do such things ok. Effectively he was still a virgin and would only lose that status with his wives, he just looked at Gaia in disgust and snorted.

Veins’ popped on Gaia’s head growling “You lowly maid how dare you reduce me GAIA to a mere hook-up? Are you looking for a one-way trip to hell?”

She tried to summon her power but a cold glare from Marco made her meek. “Shut up woman, if you dare to destroy this house, I promise that the hell you promise will be heaven compared to what I will do to you.”

Marco's eyes at this point were pitch black, his scythe was slowly coming out of the ground promising Gaia a very ‘fun and exciting’ torture session. Gaia shuddered and bowed repeated, “NO NO NO, I will not do anything, PPPPPLLLEEASE forgive me.”

In a perfect dogeza position pleading for mercy, it was honestly shameful for her, a mother goddess bowing to an unknown person it was unforgivable. But she had no choice, she did not want to fight this monstrosity again, in fact she regretted even having trap and provoking him in the beginning.

Gaia’s shock and fear

Sonia felt her common sense breaking at this moment, first was her extremely attractive master having no confidence in his looks. Ok, this might be understandable as he probably never had a relationship in the past and is unaware of his allure.

But SERIOUSLY, subjugating Gaia and having her being so submissive, does not make any sense. She saw that Gaia was truly afraid of Marco with her master simply threatening her, she doubted the stories she heard in the past where she was actively against Erebus used poisonous tactics to kill Nyx.

For the ignorant the beings she actively fights are primordial gods, they are all extremely dangerous as essentially started their respective pantheons.

The mere effort of creating a pantheon requires a ludicrous amount of energy, and just the primordial gods alone accomplished that impossible feat. Seeing Gaia behaving like this was just surreal. She was highly suspicious that she was having a lucid dream.

This thought stems from the ridiculous situation she found herself witnessing. Rubbing her temples she just groaned, Marco misinterpreted this simple action. He assumed that Gaia was trying to pull something funny, power started to flow out of him, his eyes sucking in all light that tried to enter the abyss.

He threatened Gaia again, his face started to darken into something unknown voice neutral and ancient “I dare you to continue Gaia” These simple words sent chills down everyone in the vicinity. Everyone in town shuddered as they felt an awful foreboding.

Tears rolled down Gaia’s eyes and sobbing she stuttered “I’m not doing anything, please believe me.” She was mentally breaking down, she could not look into whatever that was as she felt her heart squeeze.

Sonia realised that this was her fault as she tried to stop Marco “Master I’m fine, don’t worry she is not trying to harm me.”

Sonia grabbed Marco’s shoulders looking into his eyes and repeated. As she did the power Marco emanated calmed down and receded.

Seeing Marco calm down she mentally noted that she needed to be careful of the actions and words the people around Marco used. She assessed at this moment that he was a very rash person and would attack anything.

Little did she know that Marco was just trying to take care of the maid. Seeing her reminded him of his dead sister, the way she acted and reacted was very reminiscent of her. So, when she had a bad reaction, he assumed Gaia tried to harm her and he overreacted.

As if an older brother just saw his younger sister getting bullied, he stepped in to destroy the bully. To him this simple action was just brought upon by Gaia as she tried to harm Sonia so when he found out that the woman did not try to harm Sonia, he apologised.

“Gaia I’m sorry for my actions and words, I assumed you tried to hurt Sonia” Marco stated emotionlessly, this simple action shocked the two again as someone with as much power as him would never admit to their mistake.

The arrogant beings they knew would rather go to war than admit their faults. Seeing the situation calmed down Sonia hurriedly continued “Master I came to check your safety as ordered by Madam Diya. Now can I ask why Gaia is here?”

Marco hearing Sonia’s words just rubbed his chin, “I am aware of the first part but regarding why she is here, I have honestly no clue”.

Sonia just looked wordlessly at Marco, feeling her judgemental gaze, he looked away awkwardly. After a few minutes of awkward silence, he looked at Gaia just huddling in a corner and asked “Can you tell us why you attacked me out of nowhere?”

Unexpected answer

Gaia quickly said, “I attacked you as you were leaking a lot of power, I felt that I was going to be attacked so I first trapped you to observe your actions.”

Gaia pulled on the curtains like a depressed cat and continued “Out of nowhere you suddenly sped up and started to attack in my direction.

I assumed that my position was compromised and thought that ridding a threat was a safer bet.” She then looked at Marco’s shocked face with confusion.

“You were going to kill me, I can tell from all the threatening you did ok, even when I did nothing I was still threatened.” Gaia mumbled at the end.

Hmmmmmmm…… “I just wanted to return home for your information.” Marco glared at Gaia “Seeing and testing some theories I found my captor and treated her to a nice fight.” Marco scoffed, he was still very disappointed with Gaia's method of attack.

He thought that he could get a good fight but instead was extremely letdown. “Here I thought that someone with the capability to manipulate space till the extend that it can span several countries in no time could not give a proper fight.

Gaia hearing this just remained silent, in the end it was a misunderstanding that led to her current fate. Choosing to ignore Gaia Marco nodded to Sonia, she understood his intention and continued.

“Though I am shocked that master managed to subjugate a primordial god, I came to check up on you. Seeing you are fine I would like to warn you, master, try not to use too much power for the time being.”

This just made Marco raise an eyebrow in curiosity, Sonia continued. “As master just reawakened not too long ago you might still have memory issues.

Overexerting yourself master could lead to dire consequences and you might go into a coma reliving old memories. In the worst case, I was told that your soul might be destroyed or at least fractured.”

Hearing this just made Marco break out in a fit of cold sweat. He had to thank God or himself he guessed that he hadn’t fallen into a coma. He was confused about who he should pray to at this point as he learnt that he and his wives were gods.

He shook his head trying to ignore the shiver down his spine and ask Sonia “Is there any methods to reduce the effects of me overexerting myself? There is a high chance I might have to fight again in the near future, an example is that in the corner.” Marco just pointed to Gaia.

Instead of feeling insulted Gaia just studied Marco, what she just heard to her was utter nonsense. Recently awakened? Might fall into a coma? All this did not make much sense to Gaia, deciding she needed to learn more she simply asked.

“Is your abnormality related to why your true name is so chilling?” She shuddered remembering his true name and his face from a few moments ago.

Marco just looked at Sonia completely ignoring Gaia, this action just irritated Gaia but she stayed silent. What can she do, kill him? She just sighed and went back to listening, she needed to know more about her captor.”

“Master, I think you have to consult Madam Diya or Madam Ema regarding this issue. I merely came here as requested to make sure the master is safe.”

Sonia spoke humbly not trying to overstep as she truly had no idea how to help Marco with his unique situation. Sonia just looked at Marco as if asking him what Gaia was talking about.

Seeing Sonia’s intrigue Marco just sighed “Honestly, I have no clue, she was the reason why I knew about the system. Other than that, I have no clue, I’m also looking for answers but my wives said I will slowly remember everything as time passes.”

Marco looked defeated as he was not really a patient person, he wanted to know what was happening and what exactly he was.

A dive

Marco and Sonia just looked at each other after Marco’s comment. Sonia doubted reality at that very moment, nothing made sense to her anymore. She knew from observing her Madam that the things Marco casually spoke of were next to impossible to accomplish.

And this madman in front of her just causally accomplished things that could make Diya, a scheming and extremely careful woman’s jaw drop in shock and disbelief.

Sonia just stood up bowed and walked to the kitchen, she walked robotically as no thoughts passed through her head. Gaia just nodded at Sonia’s reaction, what she heard was sheer nonsense, firstly she had the firepower to kill many gods alone.

The only issue with that statement was that she was not a fighter, she was more of a manager of nature.

As all the Greeks know Gaia is and always will be a scheming and backstabbing parasite. Once she was content but after her experience with her pantheon mainly the atrocities by Chronos and Zeus. Both father and son committed great sins against her.

Chrono’s for eating their children when he knew the only thing she longed for was a loving family. Zeus the snake was arguably worse, after she saved him helping him overthrow his father and locking him in Tartarus immediately tried to put her away too.

If she hadn’t gotten lucky Zeus with his brothers would have also thrown her into Tartarus too. She escaped out of blind luck, as Atlas managed to throw her to earth. Ever since her betrayal, she has been hiding since.

She witnessed the descent of several gods to earth to flex their presence and get worshippers. Some helped but others were not so kind, Jesus, the Chinese dragon saint, Buddha and Angels for example did their best to guide humans towards a better path.

Others like the Greeks, demons and Norse for example have been taking advantage of mortals from the beginning. The Greeks were massive balls of lust, demons just had their way with their contractors. The Norse just did whatever they pleased for Odin to attempt a conquer on all nine realms.

Sonia called Diya the moment she set foot in the kitchen, robotically she reported all the events to Diya, and when she was halfway through her report of what seemed to her like rubbish a loud thud was heard.

When she turned around Marco was lying on the ground with Gaia just blanking staring at Marco while she was still huddled like a ball.

“Sonia, what happened why did you stop the report?” Diya asked confused, she knew that Sonia had always been somewhat playful but would seriously do her job when the time came.

Assessing her maid’s attitude she immediately questioned in a serious tone that snapped Sonia out of her stupor. “Sonia what happened.”

Sonia quickly responded, “Y-Yessh, Master suddenly fainted and Gaia is poking his face MADAM! I will call you again when I check on the master.”

A dive 2

Sonia immediately ran towards Marco and helped him to his bed. After setting him down she saw that slowly on his chest a black mark began to appear.

As Gaia sat at the corner reflecting on her life choices leading to annoying and precarious situations for her Sonia did her best to help. “Sonia, what happened? Diya asked semi-panicked she had never known Sonia to freak out like she just did.

Seeing as she panicked to the extent that she even forgot to end the call. Diya decided to wait until Sonia calmed down before she would try assessing the situation.

Sonia laid Marco down in his boxers trying to find any more abnormalities with him. She was quite shocked when she saw that all over his body dark patches slowly began to cover him.

Gaia saw that Sonia was freaking out and decided to help a little. Her thoughts were to improve her position, she at least didn’t want to get threatened non-stop for any little thing she did.

Having her life hanging by a thread was not fun, she wanted peace for goodness’ sake. When she saw Marco’s state her face paled, immediately she pulled Sonia back and invoked her powers to shield both Sonia and herself with a thick wall of vines empowered with her divinity.

She narrowed her eyes when her instincts still screamed at her that she was still in mortal danger. She conjured multiple layers of protection and hugged Sonia with her own back towards Marco.

Sonia was shocked stiff by the sudden flow of events, but she didn’t have much time to think as Gaia whispered “Crap”. The moment she cursed she felt the life force of everything slowly moving towards Marco.

Gaia and Sonia peeked at Marco and saw that the black patches on his body were spreading. As darkness covered his body budges started coming out all over his body.

The most affected areas were the black patches. Teeth and inky darkness, were all Gaia and Sonia could focus on, they were witnessing something completely alien.

Diya growing impatient activated a hidden function on her phone, the phone glowed with a bright white light as a hologram appeared.

Diya was extremely pleased when she finally found out what was happening. Not even in her wildest imagination did she even consider anything near what she was witnessing.

The three at the moment fell silent, they then witnessed the mouths slowly eating and chewing on the souls of the deceased. The darkness was stretching out and consuming the life force from the surroundings.

Like a hungry beast the life force from the air was stolen, leaving nothing but a dry frigid air in its wake.

Luckily the life force stolen was something negligible but the souls being consumed are eternally dammed. Gaia seeing the results from Marco’s change just sighed and lowered her defences.

She swears that Marco would either kill her or give her a heart attack. Even though she lowered her defences she still didn’t let Sonia get too close to the thing before them.

As the trio were observing the situation, Marco woke up in the familiar location again. As he heard a hello from behind him, he knew that the situation was not simple and that he would have many headaches ahead.

He was right but the amount of trouble he stumbled upon was more than he was expecting. They could be considered issues with insane aftermath and potential future problems. “Welp crap” was the only thing Marco could respond with.

A dive 3

Marco saw the same endless sea of darkness, and he recalled that he had met his sentient weapon in a similar place. Marco started looking around, he thought maybe he could find his sword again.

He scanned the area until he saw something moving. He focused on trying his best to find movements or sounds in this endless stretch of darkness.

Marco suddenly felt burning sensation in his chest, he looked down. Shock apparent on his paling face as a blade was seen protruding from his chest.

“Hehehehehehe, you sure are a reckless moron aren’t you” Marco heard a condescending hiss coming from his back.

Another laugh came from beside him, “Well what do you expect this guy has always been like this, he practically gave up his memories for a stupid reason.”

Hearing this remark Marco looked towards the direction of the voice, he wanted to find out more of his past but the sight he saw shocked him into silence.

Eyes wide like saucers he looked at the mouth grinning condescendingly at him. What he saw were countless mouths and eyes beginning to pop up all over his body.

Marco wanted to scream, he wanted to thrash about in panic but he felt that he couldn’t move. His movements were sealed, all while his body was becoming the perfect picture of a Lovecraftian nightmare.

He felt the blade slowly being pushed, his chest burned with pain. Feeling like a million ants were slowly tearing at his chest Marco could only let out a scream in pain.

“Eh eh, shut up” As these words were spoken from the direction of his abdomen Marco’s mouth immediately closed refusing to let a peep out.

“Wow how the mighty have fallen, you used to be immensely feared, and now you are a weak nobody who can’t even handle a little pain.”

Marco was in a state of limbo, he fell unconscious just to be woken up again by the extreme pain radiating from his chest.

“We used to be a mighty king, but now we are so weak? Is it a memory issue? Pride? Why are you suddenly so weak” Voices debated the state of Marco until a deep groan was heard, I think we can give him back his memories.

It could probably help with this disappointment. “Agreed!” voices came from all around.

Eyes started forming in the void, they all looked at Marco’s sad state the eyes glowed with power. All the eyes slowly darkened, eyes resembling his when he was extremely furious surround Marco.

Marco’s mouth fell open, the other mouths slowly choked up an arm each. These arms crawled towards Marco and one by one they entered his mouth, eyes, nose and ears.

The pain of the appendages entering his ears was immense feeling his head being ripped open was not fun and this feeling only continued.

As the arms entered one by one flashes of memories began to play in Marco’s mind. In one piece of memory, he remembered fighting Ema on the battle field. He even saved her in the same fight as Ra performed a sneak attack.

He saved her with the excuse of fighting her again another time, the reason at the time was legitimate but it was then that feelings grew for Ema.

In another was Diya lying on his back and recounting being cast out of her pantheon and becoming the general of fog. It was an interesting story, a recount of how betrayal led to a super power being formed and the same fall with another betrayal leading her to find him.

A beautiful yet extremely sad story of how someone lost everything only to regain and lose it again. He felt pride in how strong Diya was as he was thrown into another memory.

A dive 4

To Marco an eternity was passing by but for the girls observing his completely pitch-black body only a few minutes had passed.

“Gaia being a primordial goddess have you seen anything like this?” Diya’s Hologram asked as she was completely lost as to what was happening. As she has access to someone incomparably older than her, she should have more experience right?

Gaia just narrowed her eyes at the hologram “You thought of something rude hadn’t you” Gaia questioned as she knew that look, that woman definitely thought something extremely rude of her.

“Yea sure keep believing that, now answer me Gaia” Diya shamelessly spoke not caring about the mother goddess’s reaction one bit. Gaia just stared at the hologram, and a long stretch of silence ensued.

Sensing that Diya would not relent Gaia just shook her head and said, “Never seen anything like this in my life.” This response just made Diya and Sonia glare at her in distrust.

The both didn’t believe that Gaia knew nothing, Gaia just continued to observe Marco. She was mainly curious to what was happening, she thought that maybe it could be linked to his ominous name.

As Gaia was contemplating the life force from the surroundings became stagnant. Feeling an instinctual chill Gaia and Sonia focused all their attention on Marco.

Marco twitched, he slowly sat up on the bed and opened his eyes. Seeing his eyes Gaia felt the same chill she felt when she heard Marco’s true name. Sonia froze in fright while Diya was wondering what she was seeing.

From all the supernatural beings she knew, nothing resembled Marco now. Nothing felt as dangerous compared to his current appearance. His eyes were a sheet of black, nothing could be seen while mouths and eyes grew all over his body.

The mouths moved simultaneously, “Greetings’, this guy will take a while to wake up, we are currently showing him all his past memories in hopes that he isn’t so weak.” The moment this was stated Marco fell back to the bed unconscious.

This response made Gaia gape, “Marco is weak?” she stuttered remembering when she was easily subdued. Diya was also shocked as she remembered Marco sparring with both Ema and herself to a stalemate.

The idea of the current Marco being weak was absurd, the only thing that Diya thought was Marco’s weakness would be control.

His control over his power was still amateurish but that was because he just relearnt how to use it. In other words, it was like a wheelchair-bound man miraculously healing and trying to run the moment he healed.

This was impossible, explaining Marco’s extreme leakage of power but he was already considered strong.

Marco was seeing “his” own life, many things passed through his mind and at some point, he felt numb. He saw that he lived an extremely lonely life, he lived for power not stopping and only surging ahead.

He only ever felt happy when he married Ema and Diya, life became a dream from then on. Living a blissful and carefree life, the trio ignored the power struggle of the supernatural world and just focused on their happiness.

Time Passing

After hearing that Marco would not wake up soon, Diya mobilised her people to care for and guard Marco. She first stationed Sonia with Marco and ordered three squads to guard Marco.

They will be taking eight-hour shifts and are charged with protecting Marco with their lives. Gaia was sent to Diya and Ema to keep an eye on, though she was docile for now there was no guarantee that she would be later.

Little to Diya’s and Ema’s knowledge Gaia had no interest nor motivation to harm anyone related to Marco.

The reason? Fear, she was deftly afraid of Marco. She still felt primal fear through her veins when she witnessed his appearance and heard his name.

She spent her time frolicking in Diya’s garden, she shamelessly made the garden her home and to Diya’s frustration she often found Gaia’s messes everywhere.

Gaia’s divinity helped nature progress, so the result was the perfect version of an ideal garden. The cause of Diya’s frustration was the animals that were in constant heat.

Wanting to enjoy a simple stroll in her garden now usually turned into a surreal sight. If that were not the case, she would see Gaia just lazing about eating fruits.

The lazy woman had not contributed to her household one bit and she took over one of her favourite places. Diya found this unforgivable, thus the bullying of Gaia began.

Diya and Ema would throw administrative tasks at her, such tasks were running the mansion, planning manpower to care for the mansion etc.

This was to ensure that the lazy goddess would earn her keep. It was simply irritating to see someone so relaxed while they were stressed over their husband.

As Diya and Ema threw work at Gaia, the world was still progressing. Earth countries bickered and miniature conflicts started again, the threat of the mysterious incident was slowly left behind. As the media tried its best to cover up the incident and assure their people. The government received a report that made the people in the white house despair.

A report of several sonic booms and a small number of trees collapsing were reported. This caused a collective headache to ripple throughout all service people.

Having another incident in the same state was no coincidence, but the fact that they could not narrow down the culprit was a big factor. The fact of the matter was that they were still trying to account for all the missing people. So having another incident no matter how minor was painful.

Time passing 2

As the government speculated that the recent incident was linked to that unknown being. The supernatural world was buzzing with activity, everyone and everything was on the move.

Nobody wanted to be left behind in the power game, so they tried to find as much information as possible on the being with the unknown name.

The intention was clear anyone and everyone who had a clue about the system ordered their subordinates to look for clues about the unknown entity.

Some were moving to look for a potential ally, while many others just wanted to gossip. No matter who you are a human, a god, a demon, or a witch every race loves to gossip.

“I assume you have a report” A sensual and feminine voice echoed throughout the hall. Seated on her throne the god queen Amaterasu dressed in traditional Japanese royal wear was looking at her subordinates.

Her subordinates were cloaked in black robes that emphasised stealth. Amaterasu elegantly took a sip of her tea, with her servant quickly approaching to receive her cup.

This display seduced everyone who bore witness, the god queen was simply beautiful. She was so popular that many gods, supernatural beings and even god-kings tried to impress her. She was one of the most sought-after beings in the world.

The goddess of the sun smiled gently, she patiently waited for her subordinates to resume their report. Their leader sighed internally, he already witnessed this sight countless times.

In his opinion, no other being except beings within the domain of beauty of lust stands a chance against his god queen. Seeing that his subordinates are still deeply infatuated he took it upon himself to present their report.

“My queen, thus far we have learnt that something woke up in Montana of the United States of America. This being disappeared for around nine months, we assume he returned to Montana as we recently received intelligence of an occurrence in Yellow Stone National Park.”

After reporting he simply fell silent, as a good subordinate he waited for whatever decision his queen would make.

Amaterasu just hummed, her beautiful voice drifting around. “Such an interesting character wouldn’t you say Yuto?” She smiled at the end trying to get a reaction from one of her most stiff subordinates.

She liked teasing Yuto especially, as if the man had a stick up his ass 24/7/365 he never relaxed. Not even on his own time does he truly rest, he is always training for the next mission Amaterasu is always concerned with his well-being.

Yuto is one of her most dependable assassins and as her superior, Amaterasu always tried to care for his health. Even if he was a yokai, mental fatigue is always a factor it may even affect his performance in potential missions due to mental exhaustion.

Smiling she casually said “I want you to go find this being.” Amaterasu gestured to her servants, one nodded and presented Yuto with a scroll.

“Use this to propose an alliance or whatever you can secure. Someone little Diya has their heart set on must be someone interesting.” Yuto Widens his eyes, he never would have thought that the widely feared general of fog has a love interest.

It was a shame that no one other than Amaterasu could see his face. Using her senses alone she could see Yuto's face as if he were displaying on an a movie screen.

Amaterasu’s playful smile just grew as she etched Yuto’s silly face into her memories. “Go Yuto, find this interesting person and secure a deal.” She teased “If needed I don’t mind offering myself to such a person fufufufufu.”

She laughed jovially behind her long sleeves in a very polite manner her tone insinuating her joking. She preferred to live in solitude, she didn’t want to be hurt like her siblings or her father. She knew that power corrupted all and that theres no exceptions in life.

Time passing 3

Miss Aphrodite, here is the report summarising the recent appearance of that unknown being. A priest dressed in quite scandalous clothing handed a report.

Aphrodite took the report and read through it, she just raised an eyebrow linking this to the recent thing that accessed the system. “Hmmmmm, I assume that the appearance of this being is what made you move, Poseidon?”

Poseidon stared longingly at Aphrodite, not answering her as he only ogled the goddess. Aphrodite sighed when she saw the disgraceful display of the king of the Sea, if she didn’t invoke her power this guy would definitely try something funny.

Aphrodite only thought in disdain, she had no respect for the gods in her pantheon less Hestia and Nike.

Hestia has always been kind to everyone, she was the ideal of a loving older sister always taking care of her wayward siblings.

Nike was a fair person, she was initially shocked with Nike when she didn’t judge me off the rumours my ‘fans’ spread of me.

She brought herself back on topic, “Answer me Poseidon, what do you know of this being?” Pink power expanded around the room creating a singularity of power, tapping into seduction she made sure that Poseidon would answer her with nothing but the truth.

As everybody was aware the reputation of the Greek gods was terrible. A prime example was the dog in front of her, he assaulted Medusa in Athena’s temple and when her priest begged Athena for justice she was punished instead.

This led to how Medusa was cursed and became a gorgon, a truly sad tale of betrayal due to the ‘trustworthiness’ of the Greek gods.

Once told she would have the divine protection of Athena but abandoned for “disgracing” her by getting raped by a god.

“I know nothing, I heard this when I was in my palace.” Aphrodite rolled her eyes, “Doing what? Oh let me guess you were having an orgy and only bothered to consult someone as it has been ages since someone accessed the system?”

Aphrodite spoke in disdain as she saw him nodding as if what he did was the most normal thing to do.

Unable to stand looking at him any further she made him leave with her power as she continued studying the report. “Do you know anyone with better insight for this event?”

Aphrodite asked her butler. He simply shook his head in denial saddened he couldn’t serve her goddess properly.

Aphrodite took out her cell phone and started messaging, being one of the most popular and social goddesses she had many connections throughout the world.

She simply asked around hoping that her simp’s would give her any and all information they had. She also messaged Ema, she was an old acquaintance. Previously they met before Ema threw herself into the battlefield, this was something Aphrodite wondered about.

Ema was a beautiful goddess, she could have many simp’s doing her bidding if she so wished but she kept going back to the battlefield. This personally did not make much sense for Aphrodite but what could she do, she couldn’t control Ema.

A few minutes later a message pinged on her phone, curious she unlocked her phone and saw that Ema replied to her.

She entered the chat and saw a reply that made a vein pop on her head “Why should I tell you woman, I owe u nothing.”

Followed by an emoji of an eye roll, she just replied “I assume that means you have information on the thing that invoked the system.” With an emoji of a detective observing through a magnifying glass.

As it seemed Ema had some information Aphrodite decided to visit her no matter what Ema said. To her shock, Ema replied, “Bring some divine whine and we’ll talk.”

Aphrodite was expecting more resistance, not this easy-going reply. Sending a thumbs-up emoji she left the chat and was imagining the potential fun she would have visited Ema.

Time passing 4

“Seth, I assume you know why I am contacting you.” An imposing man with white hair and an eye patch looked into a mirror artefact. A dark man with red eyes looked at Odin with a similar artefact disdainfully.

A dark man with red eyes looked at Odin with with a similar artefact disdainfully. “Odin, who do you think you are talking to? Of course, I know what happened. I think only the ignorant are unaware at this point.” Set rolled his eyes. He did not give an ounce of respect to Odin.

Odin just narrowed his eyes, he was used to the disrespect from Seth. They both know that Odin couldn’t do much towards him, this was due to Odin’s issues with his realms.

Another reason is that he couldn’t afford to provoke the Egyptian pantheon, a fight with Ra was nonsense considering that he was the embodiment of the sun.

“What are you planning to do now Seth?” Odin asked, but deep down he already knew what the cunning Seth might do.

He wanted to take advantage of whatever chaos Seth would provoke to search and possibly recruit the unknown being to his ranks. Seth arrogantly glared at Odin with a wide smile across his face.

He knew all too well what the old man would do, so he had to keep up the arrogant façade to throw off Odin. “I’m not too sure. I'll probably find it and fight him if it’s worth a damm.” Seth was formulating a plan to recruit that unknown being, too. He was even colluding with Ra to achieve his ends.

Seth was extremely displeased about this as he was not a particular fan of the other Egyptian gods. But for this particular issue, he had no choice, if the other major factions stepped in his presence alone couldn’t accomplish much.

But if he had his pantheon’s backing, he could probably force that being to be his slave.

Seth was getting excited, he was giddy about the potential weapon he would acquire to destroy his pantheon. On the outside everyone assumes that Seth was simply annoyed with his pantheon but only his ‘trusted’ subordinates knew his true feelings.

These subordinates had their souls pieced together by Seth, as a god of death he had some influence on souls.

Though he couldn’t ‘edit’ the heavy and powerful souls of gods he could meddle with those of demons. In his realm such was the norm, he had more demons than he knew what to do with.

Thus, he practiced and practice eventually understanding the basics of editing a demon’s soul. He then used this despicable method to accumulate his army of ‘loyal’ soldiers. All the demons he ‘recruited’ knew that they could die at any moment if Seth so desired.

This death was not as gentle as a normal death, for demons’ could die and would only be reforged in hell sometime later.

Seth could give them true death, as the base of all beings are their souls if Seth so desired he could break apart their damaged and pieced-together souls if they even do something to displease him.

As a being who loves to know all that happens, he even went as far as to curse his army. This curse was very simple, those who harbour any rebellious thoughts towards him would be known by him instantly. The rest of what will happen need not be said.

“I will go now Odin, I don’t particularly have the time not patience to deal with you” Seth cut off the transmission with a snap of his fingers.

He immediately gave orders to his subordinates, “Find everything you can, if possible, recruit him. If deemed impossible eliminate him immediately, use the typical methods and use these conditions.” Seth just threw some parchments in front of his subordinate.

Without a word, the subordinate took the parchments and left to carry out his mission. Odin was doing something similar but instead of simple assassins, he sent Loki the god of trickers himself.

The beginning of a storm

As various beings took action to search for Marco a month passed quickly. “Hmmmmmm” a moan was heard, Sonia immediately dashed into Marco’s room.

She hoped that her master would wake up soon, Madam Diya was seriously scaring her with her recent behaviour. Diya was plotting various methods to either permanently kill or incapacitate her enemies.

This might seem normal for a general to plan but the gleam in Diya’s eyes was not of a general. She looked more like a hungry lioness plotting her kill, this sight even bothered Ema.

Ema was busy dealing with Aphrodite, the woman refused to leave her side after finding out about Marco.

She felt from her love divinity that Ema was deeply in love with this mysterious Marco. Feeling a growing curiosity, she kept bugging Ema with questions and even stuck to her like glue for a month.

Ema though extremely annoyed kept quiet, she had no intention to tell this thot anything about her darling. Ema shuddered about the possible consequences of Aphrodite finding out about how Marco ‘conquered’ Gaia.

Aphrodite’s past was more than enough proof of the actions the woman would take. The best example that came to mind was how she slept with Ares after he recently won a war.

Though the consequences were that she was alienated from Hephaestus, the woman didn’t care.

She was one of the most dangerous and well-known women throughout the supernatural world. If she wanted something she could simply charm the being and get whatever she was after.

The only reason she didn’t do that with Ema was that she was weary of the consequences. She knew that Diya was always watching her and would face serious retaliation from the general of fog herself.

Not to mention that Ema was not exactly weak, Ema once fought Ares to a draw. A god of violent war was unable to take space from Ema when she was serious.

This point just made Aphrodite more curious, she could clearly see that Ema and Diya shared Marco. How did she know? She simply asked, she could then see the love they had brimming from their expressions and words.

Even if they tried to deny it or act, the concept of love could not escape Aphrodite’s eyes. She will know if one truly has any form of love towards others.

Just when Ema was about to throw Aphrodite at Gaia and run, she received a call. Ema looked at her phone and answered seeing it was Sonia “Madam Ema, master just woke up” Ema hearing this was just stunned, and before she knew it a bright smile blossomed on her face. “I’m coming now” She replied Sonia before hanging up the call.

Ema ran towards Diya’s ‘War room’ at top speed, Aphrodite seeing this just laughed and ran behind her. When they reached and saw Diya, Ema grabbed Diya who was still deep in thought and went to earth. All that was heard when Ema kidnapped Diya was a cute and loud “Kyyyyyaaaaa”

Marco immediately felt his wives in his apartment, he just got up thanked Sonia and went to see them. When he saw them, he was confused as to why there was a beautiful woman behind Ema but he didn’t really care.

Before they could react seeing Marco, he appeared in front of them and hugged them tightly. The two were extremely shocked, they couldn’t even react to his speed.

The beginning of a storm 2

Seeing the two Marco could not help himself, he simply missed them too much. To everyone else only around a month passed, but to him, thousands of years were seen.

As he missed them tremendously, he just hugged them tightly without a care in the world. This action was a godsend for Ema as she instinctively jumped on Marco.

Diya hugged Marco after snapping out of her stupor, to her the important thing is that Marco was with her now.

Behind the trio Aphrodite was stunned, she knew of extremely fast beings. To her she could still barely follow the fastest and match the slower few. But Marco’s speed escaped her perception.

She wondered why Gaia was roaming around in the garden of Diya’s mansion but seeing Marco, she guessed it must have been related to him. She just walked past the trio and entered another room closing the door. Taking out an old-looking flip phone from amidst her breast, she called Gaia. “Hey yo bitch, whassup.”

The moment the call connected Aphrodite ‘greeted’ Gaia. Veins popped on Gaia’s head but she just took a deep breath, “What do you want?” she answered coldly, she did not want to deal with whatever nonsense Aphrodite might cook up.

She was too old to deal with Aphrodite’s love projects, whenever she did someone would definitely be left unhappy, heart broken or dead. Those that died were extreme cases, an example was in that Aphrodite shipped the village beauty to an average person.

As the men in the village were not satisfied with the fact that the village beauty ‘fell in love’ with an average joe they took action. The man was subsequently pushed into hunts, after a few the men burning with jealousy would kill him in the wilderness.

Another exapmle is of her and Ares incident getting caught by her imposed ‘husband’ Hephaestus was widely known. So knowing the problematic character of Aphrodite she just wanted to hang up the phone.

The issue was that she knew the fairest goddess would just keep calling her until she picked up. “So, what do you want? You know all too well that I don’t want to deal with you.” Gaia rolled her eyes.

Aphrodite just smiled, she knew that her presence alone irritated many beings, some were jealous while others were disgusted.

She recalled that some progenitors with the pride of the heavens would rather kill themselves than be Aphrodite’s toy. “I assume that you are in Ema’s mansion dude to Marco?”

Aphrodite expected Gaia to answer her immediately as she knew Gaia didn’t want to interact with her too much. But the long silence stretched on, Gaia didn’t want to admit her situation while Aphrodite was growing more curious and annoyed by the second.

Before Aphrodite asked again, she heard Gaia sigh, “Well you will know sooner or later as you are friends with Lady Ema.”

Aphrodite was shocked hearing how Gaia a prideful, poisonous and vengeful woman called Ema, Lady Ema. Aphrodite felt that something was definitely wrong, the Gaia she knew would never call someone with so much respect. She was the same woman who gave the middle finger to multiple god-kings for her machinations.

But thinking as this was a decent chance to vent Gaia started to tell her story. She went into quite deep detail about bow exactly everything happened.

“It all started……” Gaia recounted how she met Marco and what exactly happened afterwards. Aphrodite’s eyes grew wider as she listened to Gaia’s recount. When Gaia finished all she heard was silence from Aphrodite.

Gaia knew that her recount was ridiculous but that was for Aphrodite to decide. She was currently planning the next few rotations for the mansions servants, “I will hang up if there’s nothing more, I am quite busy with lady Ema’s tasks.”

The storm begins

Ignoring Aphrodite, Marco carried his wives to his living room. After setting them down, he said, “I think I remember everything now.”

He said with a slight smile on his face. Hearing him they both took a deep breath, they wanted to ask him if he remembered their first meeting but they remained silent.

“I didn’t know what I was in the past” This information stunned both of them, Sonia silently listened wanting to know more about her master. “You see …… I am not actually a ‘god’ by normal standards, I am a being whose sole purpose was to predate everything in its path.”

A melancholy look flashed across his face. He honestly was not too sure how to explain his situation.

“What I am is……” When Marco was about to explain ‘in his opinion’ weird situation “BOOOOOOM” a loud explosion was suddenly heard. Diya, Ema, Sonia and Aphrodite stopped listening to their respective conversations hearing the explosion.

Soon hundreds of presences spread throughout the city. A faint yet dangerous aura was felt by Marco’s group, this aura although contained a deep savageness was quite well concealed.

It was well hidden but the sticky feeling of that malice cannot be forgotten. “Loki” Ema growled the moment she felt that bastard’s presence. She was about to leave and exact her revenge for the deadly tricks she suffered in the past but she stopped upon seeing Marco’s savage smile.

Everyone that saw that smile gulped, seeing pitch-black eyes filled with amusement everyone forgot to breathe. The situation was honestly too strange for his wives.

Marco stood up from the couch and casually walked towards his window. “Girls I will be back in around three minutes, Sonia can you put on a pot of tea? We can expect some guests”

Marco said casually before disappearing out the open window. Everyone who saw what Marco just did was stunned, they weren’t expecting him to take care of Loki, another concern they had was the lack of information.

They were not sure how many beings suddenly came to Florence, yet he had so much confidence that he could take care of everything in three minutes. The moment Loki appeared in the city he looked around like a country bumpkin.

He was simply too excited, he had many subjects for his pranks. Even though he had a terrible track record due to his deadly pranks, he didn’t particularly care.

So, what if a city was destroyed, as long as a god can have his fun it is all justified right? Most gods had this mentality, they were selfish by nature going as far as to backstab their family, friends and loved ones for a chance at power.

Loki’s was honestly not as bad as someone like Zeus or Seth but there was not much difference. Mortals were all the playthings of the gods. That was as common sense in the supernatural world.

Everyone only respected the boundaries and rights of a person with power. If one had no power that being had no rights, from the twisted viewpoint of many gods’ mortals were all their property to do with as they pleased.

As Loki began to drool at the prospect of playing with so many people a deep distorted voice rang out from behind him. “It has been a while ‘friend’” As Loki heard that distorted voice, he felt a kick on his face as he was sent into space.

That day the government had many headaches as they had to sort out the sonic booms and the air pressure that made a tornado seem like a casual breeze. If not for Diya, Ema and Aphrodite’s intervention Florence would have been reduced to rubble.

Marco VS Loki

As Loki was sent into space, Marco pushed off his feet and zoomed upwards. He arrived before Loki, he briefly saw the direction of the moon and with a spin he used the centrifugal force generated to kick Loki in the direction of the moon.

Several sonic booms exploded above the city of Florence, this occurrence heavily damaged the area Loki was standing and the air pressure knocked over everything in a wide vicinity.

Seeing Loki flying like a rag doll, Marco’s face broke out in a mischievous smile. He decided to go to the moon first. Loki, at that moment, felt a head-splitting pain ringing in his head.

The kicks that sent him flying were too nonsensical. He was quite powerful but he could barely make out his attacker, the only thing he could confirm was that the bastard that attacked him knew him.

As Loki flew towards the moon he used his power, he tried his best to heal himself as he knew that in less than a few seconds he would crash into the moon. His power exploded forth, he used his power to heal his head while trying his best to slow down.

Though Loki managed to reduce his speed he still felt that he was flying too fast to land safely.

Seeing that he was about to crash head-first into the moon’s surface he placed both arms in front of him in a cross. As he put up his defences while strengthening his arms, he slammed hard into the ground. A deafening explosion rang out, he just slammed down on the ground hard destroying both his arms.

Surprisingly the ground did not even budge, as if it were bedrock only Loki’s body was damaged upon impact.

Loki struggled on the floor for a while, he felt like his entire body was screaming in pain. He slowly got up as his power was actively healing him, he panted heavily feeling multiple broken bones and his ruptured lungs rapidly healing.

He looked around cautiously, trying to survey his surroundings praying that he would not get attacked again. The moment he looked behind him he cursed out loud “FUCK”. When he looked around, he saw a man sitting at a stone chair leaning on a stone table casually drinking tea.

He shouted at the top of his lungs while coughing blood “Bastard who are you, how much do you plan on humiliating me, you bastard!” He shouted at Marco who continued to sip his tea with a relaxed expression.

“Ah, don’t you like the simple taste of jasmine green tea? I find it very soothing don’t you agree?” Marco did his best sage impression he learnt from meeting various sages and dramas he had seen throughout his life.

This display made Loki’s anger flare to the stratosphere, “YOU’RE DEAD” After he shouted, he spawned a myriad of knives.

Looking like a man possessed he threw his arms forward, and immediately the knives were all flying towards Marco. A rain of knives was headed towards Marco who was still casually sipping his tea.

He continued this taunting gesture as if what Loki did posed no threat to him. When the knives were about to stab Marco, he simply sighed, the result of this simple gesture made Loki very confused. As Loki was getting excited at the prospect of seeing Marco become a pin cushion the knives all disappeared.

Before Loki knew it he was stabbed in the back, he coughed up blood and turned back. His eyes shook as he saw the knives that he threw were all headed towards him. In a moment of panic, he threw himself to the ground.

Though this action saved him from becoming the pin cushion he wanted Marco to become a sharp pain still burst from his back. When he dived down, he fell back first resulting in the knife that stabbed him to completely skewer him.

A fight?

Loki was extremely confused about what just happened. He somehow threw knives at himself and got sent to the moon before he could even register it and this is all caused by the person still casually drinking tea.

Loki decided to be cautious since he couldn’t understand how Marco was tormenting him, so he decided to gather information first.

“Who are you and how do you know me?” Loki asked meekly, he didn’t know what exactly happened but he didn’t want to suffer more than he already did.

Waiting for a reply Loki rolled over to his side before pulling out the knife stabbing through his stomach. A painful groan was heard when Loki yanked out the knife, as he was recovering, he heard “I am just a random passerby that likes pranks too.”

Veins popped all over Loki’s face upon hearing that sarcastic reply, he glared at Marco’s casual smile. “Who are you then?” Loki half demanded as the irritation he felt kept bubbling up he realised that his rage was starting to affect him again.

He knew he had to calm down but that proved extremely difficult as Marco just smiled at him while mockingly taking sips of his tea. Seeing that enough was enough Marco stood up and started walking towards Loki.

He started to slowly expand his presence as he neared Loki. Still smiling he started “Hmmmm, you asked who I am correct. Well I’m disappointed jester, you have forgotten me so fast although our last meeting was so memorable.”

A crooked smile started to stretch out from Marco’s distorting face, although Marco only took a few steps the pressure he exuded made Loki gulp.

The feeling was simply unnerving, the amount of power spilling out of Marco was no joke. Not even the all father can stand before this much power without feeling any backlash.

Fear and desperation were felt by Loki as Marco’s monstrous presence kept building as he strolled towards Loki. As Loki was panicking, he remembered that he was given a return rune by Odin, not wanting to test his luck with Marco he immediately tried to activate the rune.

The moment Loki tried to do so Marco appeared holding Loki by the neck, he squeezed slightly crushing Loki’s windpipe but Loki didn’t care. He immediately activated the rune and felt it activate.

Before Loki could be relieved by escaping this monster, he felt a chill down his spine when he saw the ever-growing crooked smile on Marco’s face.

When Loki’s body was about to be teleported Loki felt a potent energy seeping into his soul. Looking at Marco in horror he immediately poured all his remaining power into the rune in hopes he would escape Marco even a nanosecond faster.

The next moment Loki disappeared with Marco holding empty air.

Marco was not upset about the result, on the contrary, he was very happy when he saw Loki escape. He stopped supplying energy to the moon and disappeared, as soon as he stopped the moon returned to its normal condition.

A minute later he appeared behind a demon in an alley, he knocked it out and brought it back to his house. He repeated this thirteen times appearing all over Montana, when he captured all the invaders that he felt upon their arrival in Montana he went back to his house.

He was sitting on the couch with thirteen demons stacked atop each other as if they were a pyramid. 20 minutes later when Aphrodite, Diya and Ema returned they were stunned when they saw the demons stacked comically.

“Hey girls, thank you for taking care of the aftermath, I didn’t mean to cause so much trouble by simply kicking Loki away.”

The trio collectively sighed as they saw Marco was sorry but still felt amused by the results of his actions. “Marco, how are you so strong now?

I knew you were powerful before but it seems like now your power climbed into a different tier.” Ema asked seriously as she desperately wanted to grow stronger too but she was limited. In order for gods to become stronger they had to improve their divinity.

But what Marco displayed was beyond something as climbing in divinity. She was extremely excited when Marco was about to begin but Aphrodite cut in “Marco, I’m afraid you have just invited a lot of trouble to your door.”

She stated in a deathly serious tone reminding Ema of what just happened. She knew that a war might start at Marco’s action but in her defence, too many things happened at once making her somewhat confused.

A little fun

“Diya, do you have a place to house our ‘guests’?” Marco asked with a little irritation. He didn’t particularly care about these scouts until he looked deeper at their souls.

What he saw shocked him as it was his first time seeing a soul that was being held together by something foreign. “Also do any of you know anyone that likes to piece together souls?”

This sentence sent chills down everyone’s spines, the idea of someone piecing together a destroyed soul was scary. Marco explained that when he examined these demons' souls it looked as if something foreign was holding the soul together.

After his explanation, they all used their powers to investigate and to their shock and horror what Marco said was true. This observation confirmed that there was a dangerous being that can alter souls by targeting them.

“Then what happened to Loki?” Diya asked seriously as she did not want to deal with that dangerous trickster god.

Hearing Diya Marco just smiled, and replied casually “Oh he ran back to Asgard or something with his tail tucked between his legs.” Marco laughed like he just heard the funniest joke of the century when he remembered how he took care of Loki.

“Don’t worry Ema, I helped you give him a good kicking, I even think that he is now a reformed god.” Marco assured Ema while he was still laughing.

“What did you do darling?” Ema was now extremely curious seeing Marco’s extreme reaction on the topic of Loki. Marco took a few seconds to compose himself before recounting how he ‘took care’ of Loki.

After hearing what happened everyone less the still smiling Marco was in disbelief. They were shocked by how he handled Loki everyone knew how irritating it was to handle Loki.

Not only is he extremely sturdy he also attempts to trick your perception of reality with his illusions making him an extremely complicated opponent.

Knowing all this they were shocked with how easily Marco handled Loki even going as far as to humiliate him with a tea gag. Wanting to drop the topic as they had more pressing matters Diya waved her hand transporting everyone to her mansion's underground dungeon.

The moment they arrived Diya muttered an enchantment and chains sprang from the walls. These chains shackled themselves on the captured demons and pulled them towards the wall at rapid speed. A few thuds was heard when they were secured against the wall.

“Now let's find out who sent these guys shall we?” Marco growled he was not pleased with the intruders that tried to infiltrate his base.

At this point, Marco wanted to start spreading his influence but these demons suddenly came. He wanted answers as to why they were here and the identity of their master.

When they were about to start ‘asking questions’ a scroll dropped on the ground. Suspicious Diya used her power to hold up and undo the scroll, what they read was honestly quite shocking. The contents of the scroll can be summarised as such.

First for the being that access the system to swear eternal loyalty and eternal submission to XXXXX with a bracket by the side stating that the identity will only be revealed after swearing loyalty and submission.

The second point was that the soul of the contractee would be under the complete control of XXXXX.

The last point states how the contractee would release his ego effectively becoming a puppet for the whims of the contract owner. Seeing this extremely ‘FAIR’ contract everyone narrowed their eyes.

A round of shots

Marco's eyes twitched uncontrollably when he read the contract. Diya, Ema, and Aphrodite looked at the contract with their eyes wide open. No one in the room believed any sane person would agree to this extremely ‘fair’ contract.

While Marco was growing irritated from the contents of the contract the rest were simply too stunned to see Marco’s growing irritation.

With a turn of his heel, Marco walked towards the demon that dropped the contract. With a stone-like face his footsteps sang a eerie tune to the awake demons as glared at the demon like it owes him money.

He stopped waling when the demon was within arm’s reach then a booming slap was heard when Marco sees its sorry look.

The sound of a demon screaming in pain woke up the girls, and when they turned their heads, they saw something amazing. The demon was in a sorry state as its mouth was dripping with blood, not caring about the demon’s suffering Marco delivered another devastating slap.

This time teeth and blood shot out if the poor demon splattering its comrades. Grabbing the demon’s head and staring him dead in the eyes, a macabre voice seemingly from the depths of hell resounded. This action sent chills down the demons observing him.

“Well, I’m disappointed.” They didn’t know why but they felt extreme danger observing how Marco was treating their leader.

“So, who sent you? I’m going to give you a chance to reveal your master less we start really having fun.” Marco’s lifeless eyes frightened the demons that saw them, the leader immediately tried to speak but a magic circle flashed, sealing its mouth.

“Oh, so that's how it is.” Marco’s words scared the demon senseless, all he knew was that although he was suffering in hell, he was given a mission. He came to Florence intending to enjoy himself a little.

He was planning to play a little after his task but a few minutes after arriving he was knocked unconscious and now is chained in a dungeon. He wanted to save his team as they were all unwilling pawns of Seth but curses placed on him activated when he tried to speak.

This curse completely prevented him from speaking. Seeing the magic circle Marco raised an eyebrow. “Girls, have you seen this type of technique?” Marco turned around showing the bleeding and crying demon to them.

The three of them saw this and walked closer to the demon, Diya bent down a little to get a closer look while a look of realisation flashed on Ema and Aphrodite’s faces. “Oh, it looks like you two know what this is, care to fill us in?”

Ema and Aphrodite stared at each other for a few seconds then both nodded, as if they both came to a realisation. Aphrodite started to explain, “We have a clue as to what was done to this demon, but we only know a few effects of this type of curse.”

Marco was shocked when he heard that this demon was under a curse. A sudden thought ran through his head then he looked at all the captured demons.

Seeing Marco’s reaction Ema nodded, “Darling what you are thinking might be a possibility. There is a high chance that all these demons are under a similar curse.”

“When someone doesn’t want to let any information slip, they tend to implement techniques, curses or countermeasures to their subordinates, this is especially the case in the supernatural power struggle.”

Diya continued after processing the information given by Aphrodite and Ema. To her it made sense, as a general she knew that information was vital, a possible leak could spell doom for anyone.

As a full believer of “A war can be immediately won with information” Diya immediately understood the actions of the bastard that sent these lowlifes after her darling was taken.

The prime example of this person's cautiousness was the contract itself. The owner of the contract will only be revealed to the contractee after agreeing to essentially sign their soul away.

A fine session

“Aphrodite, Ema do you guys think that you can break this curse?” Diya and Marco both asked simultaneously. They all laughed a little when they realised how in sync with each other the couple were.

Ema just sulked like a child whose toy was taken away, she wanted to show how close she was with Marco too you know.

Aphrodite looked at the pouting Ema gently like she was a cute animal, she still recalled the bloodthirsty and emotionless Ema that was hardened from countless wars.

If she was honest, she envied how Ema found peace even to the extent of becoming a maiden in love. As a goddess of love, she could tell that Ema’s feelings were true, she was in a happy home with Diya and Marco.

Looking at the trio she couldn’t help but recall her past, it was a myriad of turmoil and arrogant beings trying to dictate her fate. She too longed for a sense of peace, but being the goddess of beauty, she naturally draws attention to herself even if she doesn’t want to.

She now had her interest piqued, she was going to find out more about their relationship. She wanted to know the secret to their harmonious yet chaotic lives.

Seeing the pink mood of the quartet the captured demons all felt like they ate dog shit. Especially the leader, he genuinely wanted to smack them but he knew that it would be suicide and that he was still helplessly chained to the wall.

He felt that the slaps he endured should rightfully be given to them as they were rubbing their ‘perfect’ relationship in their faces.

Aphrodite the raised her hand, “I think I have some connections that can help you in this situation.” The trio looked at her with curiosity, they wanted to know who Aphrodite would contact to solve this issue but was stunned when they heard what she said next.

“On the condition that I have a one-on-one talk with each and everyone of you.” The trio blankly looked at each other before staring at the blushing Aphrodite.

Ema immediately went into mama bear mode and jumped on Marco smothering him with her breast. A muffled protest was heard but Diya and Ema paid it no mind, Ema was now staring at Aphrodite with hate.

Both Ema and Diya now think that the cow before them is plotting to steal their darling! A vein popped on Aphrodite’s head, “What are you thinking bitches, I just want to talk to you all.

What is wrong with the two of you!” Aphrodite shouted at the top of her lungs her cheeks flushing bright red.

The two look at each other for a long second before simultaneously asking Aphrodite “What do you want to talk about?”

They were still guarded against the goddess, though they were beautiful they still feared that Aphrodite would try to seduce Marco. To them, this was a big no Marco was theirs they won’t let another whore into their relationship.

More veins popped on Aphrodite’s head, she clenched her fist seeing their reactions. She sucked air trying her best to calm down, she kept taking deep breaths until her face became less flushed.

She took a final breath before looking Ema and Diya in the eyes and sincerely asked “I want to know the secret behind your happiness. As a goddess of love, I too am searching for love. Seeing how you treat each other honestly makes me jealous, so I wanted to talk to you all to find out the secret behind it.”

Ema and Diya were stunned to hear that honest confession, they were shocked to hear that the goddess of beauty is having trouble finding love. Ema after digesting her confession started to laugh as if she just heard the funniest joke in the world.

While Diya just looked at Aphrodite like she was looking at a rare animal. Seeing the two’s reaction Aphrodite was about to snap again but Diya spoke first.

“I mean I personally don’t mind, I imagine that Ema and my darling wouldn’t mind too. Just try not to be disappointed when you hear our honest answers.”

A scene filled with glitter

The heart-warming scene was quite intense, so intense that some demons actually coughed up blood. Some were crying tears of blood while their leader just glared pointedly at the quartet.

They felt like they were undergoing an endless session of torture seeing the blissful lives of their captors being slapped in their faces.

The worst part was that the people causing them this emotional, psychological, physical and somehow dimensional damage paid them no mind. They ‘ignorantly’ continued their lovers’ act making the demons jealous and cursing their fates.

“If only we didn’t end up in hell.” Most thought while some just treated this as psychological torment believing they were still being ‘played’ with in hell.

Seeing the pinkish atmosphere the leader just coughed, “Excuse me, if you are going to kill us can you just do it already?

What did we do to deserve this torture?” It practically begged thier his captors. Believing that even in the end, even now he couldn’t escape the whims of the world.

He assumed he could take a break after exiting hell but now he practically lost all hope.

Diya and Ema practically ignored the snivelling demon while Aphrodite smiled gently at the demon.

“Poor thing, but I for one don’t control your fate. Try begging the guy getting smothered by his wife or his wives who are practically ignoring your pitiful existence.”

These words made many demons cough up blood while the leader felt like he was just slapped by their bliss again.

Sobbing began to be heard, and the leader started whispering something incomprehensible. Diya thought that it was trying to cast a curse and quickly tried to take action but she almost fell over when the demon shouted.

“WHYYYYYY” tears streaming down his face he let lose all his built-up frustrations. He shouted about how most captured demons were tortured by thier master becoming his playthings.

They are practically enslaved by a master who has their ‘kill switch’ in the palm of his hands 24/7/365 for eternity.

He ended off with the injustices that they suffered, yes even though they committed sin in their lives and were sent to hell, no one deserved what Seth did to them.

Only a few demons fervently served him as they were all grade-A masochists. Thinking about them another string of curses escaped his jaws, no one was spared until it rounded in on the quartet.

Diya was genuinely sorry for the demon, it quite shocked her that she would feel sorry for one but its life was too pitiful.

She silently listened letting the demon vent its frustrations until it started on her group.

When it was halfway through an annoyed Diya appeared infront of it again. Before it knew it, she raised her hand and the demon felt another slap across the face with a powerful slap knocking it out.

At first Diya felt a pang of pity for the poor demon. It was ‘unjustly’ treated throughout its existence but her pity evaporated when it rounded on her group.

Though when the demon was cursing she only remained silent until Ema, her husband and herself was mentioned. Though she somewhat agreed with the demon she didn’t really want to listen to it.

On the other hand, no one could care less when Aphrodite was cursed out, most cursed her too. The divinely beautiful thot was quite annoying but when her sister, Marco and herself were cursed out she decided to silence the insolent demon.

This resulted in the extremely unreasonable events that happened. She then dragged her group to another room while ordering her servants to keep an eye on the demons.

After her servants acknowledged she continued dragging the chaotic group away.

Aphrodite’s connections

“Haiizzz” Diya let out a long sigh as she saw that Ema was still clinging to Marco like a barnacle.

The women showed no signs of getting off, after struggling for a little Marco stopped trying to put down Ema.

He decided he rather liked the embrace and simply went with the flow. This lack of effort irritated Diya but she didn’t say anything.

She could understand her as she glanced at Aphrodite who wordlessly stared at Ema. She ignored her and asked Diya, “So you were curious about that technique used on the demon, correct?”

Diya simply nodded her head, she gave Aphrodite a look that asked her to continue. Being very adept in social queues Aphrodite continued.

“I know a few but I recommend not asking anyone too high in the echelon off the supernatural world. Maybe a good example is someone like Enki would be a good fit. Though he is quite popular in his pantheon he primarily prioritises knowledge.”

Aphrodite suggested a few more gods of wisdom, knowledge, runes and magic to Diya.

Ultimately leaving the decision to her, as in the grand scheme of things she was merely a passerby who saw something interesting.

Diya rubbed her chin deep in thought, she contemplated Aphrodite’s suggestions while simultaneously being shocked by her extensive network.

“The goddess of thots sure has a ton of simps” Diya couldn’t help thinking to herself.

The moment Diya thought this Aphrodite narrowed her eyes dangerously. “You just thought something extremely rude about me didn’t you.”

This remark shocked Diya internally, but on the outside, she remained calm. “HOW? How did she know, I need to play this off somehow.”

Diya panicked internally but showed nothing externally, she tilted her head a little and asked in a rather convincing voice “What do you mean?”

Seeing the excessively nonchalant manner Diya posed her question Aphrodite’s eyes narrowed further.

A pink pressure radiated from her showing her growing annoyance. Seeing the display Diya cursed internally “crap she didn’t buy my act.”

Little did she know that many factors made Aphrodite extremely dangerous to deal with. For one she had the power to sense the intentions of others.

Put simply she could sense when someone had any ill feelings towards her no matter how minor.

Diya’s thought just now triggered Aphrodite’s senses, and assessing the context of the conversation she concluded that Diya must have insulted her.

Though in the heat of the moment, Aphrodite still managed to perfectly dissect and assess the situation. She was 100% correct in her guess and Diya’s attempt to cover up only solidified her suspicions.

Seeing the hole Diya dug for herself, she gave up and apologised. “I’m sorry Aphrodite, I was actually amazed with your extensive connections.”

Hearing Diya Aphrodite stopped radiating power and listened to her apology, when she heard how extensive her connections were and was envied by the general of fog she was pleased.

She gave a maternal smile while inside she was jumping for joy and laughing like a maniac. But her smile froze when she heard her following words.

“I thought that you must have a lot of simps everywhere and how they would do anything for you at the drop of a hat.”

Aphrodite wanted to retort Diya, she wanted so badly to prove her wrong but upon recalling her old ‘acquaintances’ she remained silent.

What Diya said was not wrong, she knew that most gods in the world wanted to get in her pants.

Only rare beings like Shiva, Perses and Nergal who were not affected by her divinity could potentially be considered ‘friends’. Though she knew that all of them still wanted a night with her.

Aphrodite sighed when she realised that even if she won the argument she still lost. She asked Diya who she wanted to ask regarding the demons’ issue.

Diya contemplated choosing the right god while internally breathing a sigh of relief when Aphrodite voluntarily changed the topic. “How about…”

A plan

“How about we talk to Lucifer? If you don’t want to talk to that arrogant prick we can also talk to Diablo.” Diya gave Aphrodite a strange look, she wondered why this thot would suggest such dangerous elements.

Seeing Diya’s sceptical look, Aphrodite sighed, “I have a few things to hold over ‘the light bringer’ and Diablo has been a decent customer thus far ok? SOOOOO stop looking at me like I lost my mind.”

All Diya could do was look away sheepishly when Aphrodite’s words hit her. Seeing Diya looking like a deer caught in headlights, Aphrodite reached for her phone.

She fed her hand down her twin peaks and fished, she made sure to make a show of ‘reaching her phone’. Aphrodite was always satisfied with the look on peoples faces whenever they hear her contacts.

In a way this shock of people always fed into her ego. She knew how hard it was to have her contacts list built, even being who she was it still took around 700 years of travelling to create.

After a few moments, she pulled out a phone and started playing around with it. As she went through her contacts list Diya snapped out of her stupor.

“What are you doing?” Diya asked curiously but remained still. She did not want to intrude on Aphrodite’s privacy not wanting to seem rude.

They were already receiving the help of this goddess, it would not look good for her to take advantage and go through Aphrodite’s contact list.

She ‘TOTALLY’ didn’t want to go through it and find potential allies while getting information to blackmail potential enemies.

“Well seeing as you are not giving me any suggestions, I’m going to contact Lucifer.”

Diya just looked strangely at Aphrodite, even though she was judging her internally she did not say anything. If it meant contacting that arrogant angel then so be it. Aphrodite ignored Diya while sending a message to Lucifer.

Aphrodite: Hey I need you to look into something.

Before Aphrodite could put away her phone, she saw Lucifer typing. Feeling curious she stared at her phone for a few more seconds, the message she saw made her want to slap Lucifer’s stupidly handsome face.

Lucifer: Oh, looks like you are finally ready to confess your love for me.

Aphrodite: In your dreams, I just need your help to identify something.

Aphrodite: Gif of a dog rolling its eyes while turning away

Lucifer: Oh, keep telling yourself that DEAR

Lucifer: We both know you want the ROYAL treatment

Lucifer: Gif of a grinning fox

Aphrodite’s surroundings cooled, the emotionless face of the goddess was scaring Diya quite a lot. She had never seen someone adopt such a cold and hostile expression when texting.

She honestly wanted to just run away but she physically couldn’t. Not when Aphrodite used her power to make her stay in place while looking at her with those dead eyes.

Aphrodite: SURE SURE, keep believing what you want. Since you are not interested in the I will contact Diablo to see if he can help.

Lucifer: OKOK I get it, don’t contact that bastard, ok? I will come soon just make sure you don’t contact that asshole.

Aphrodite grinned while watching the angel panic. She knew that Lucifer and Diablo were in constant conflict to rule hell. Currently, no true winner emerged, though Lucifer had the help of Lilith the mother of all demons she was essentially a breeding mare.

Though the woman is extremely difficult to fight due to her potent Miasma, currently she is Lucifer’s ‘toy’. While in the meantime producing demons.

Prince of Darkness

In hell, a man was seated on his throne looking over the demons kneeling before him. He was wearing an elegant black suit with his blond sleeked back his green eyes staring into his conversation with Aphrodite.

He was quite amused with how Aphrodite responded to his provocation. Although he truly wanted the goddess in his bed, everyone knew that she was extremely picky with her partners.

“Lilith my dear, I need you to take care of hell for a while.” Lucifer Morningstar spoke while looking to his right.

A tall woman at 179cm tall with jet black hair a pale complexion and dark eyes spoke “Sure, no problem”

The woman cutely pounded her chest making her nukes sway crazily. The demons that were in the chamber looked at her with dark lust in their eyes.

They all wanted Lilith, their primary desire is to first and foremost satisfy their desires.

But they all knew it was impossible, Lilith herself possessed Miasma so toxic that even many strong demons would be severely debilitated after a mere brush with it.

She was extremely proficient at close-quarter combat along with handling a broad sword.

Once a pillar demon that wanted to claim Lilith was sliced in half due to its arrogance. As though that were not enough, Lucifer possessed a power all demons feared.

As an angel, he had access to holy light, although after falling he was supposed to lose this ability.

But when he fell, his ability mutated into something extremely dangerous for beings on both sides of the scale. He now had access to dark light.

It was a power that had both positivity and negativity present in its base. Though now it had hints of darkness, Lucifer could still use holy light to erase the demons at his whim.

The pair was extremely dangerous though that was not nearly enough. The war between himself and Diablo should have ended if they were truly that superior.

Diablo was a shrewd demon, he was extremely competent when it came to warfare, and he also excelled in creating alliances.

Currently along with 60 of the 72 demonic pillars of hell, he had a contract with witches to support his plans.

Merlin was also involved in his schemes, although that old man was using the demon to achieve his revenge. His alliance still posed a great threat to Lucifer, the reason?

Merlin was extremely unpredictable, as history told he is an extremely eccentric man that only does things to the beat of his drum. He wouldn’t be controlled let alone follow orders.

Diablo and Merlin takes advantage of each other to solve their issues somehow creating a healthy yet toxic symbiotic bond.

Lucifer stood up and slowly exited his throne room, all demons knelt upon his action keeping their eyes down trying not to make eye contact.

The demons present didn’t want to die due to Lucifer’s chaotic moods and they also tried not to get excited when Lilith passed them walking beside Lucifer.

“Bye dear, I will be gone for a bit. Let's see if I can sway Aphrodite to our side.”

Lilith gave Lucifer a cold glare, she knew that Lucifer would not abandon her but as a woman, she still didn’t like the idea of sharing her man.

This was especially the case when she was powerful too. IF push came to shove she could evenly fight Lucifer, but she would be slightly disadvantaged due to the nature of their powers.

Ignoring Lilith Lucifer’s eyes glowed, and red insignias flashed. The ground beneath his feet suddenly formed a big blood-red magic circle.

Before he left, he kissed the glaring Lilith on the forehead and smiled like a mischievous cat. Immediately after he saw Lilith’s expression changing to a loving smile he disappeared.

Prince meets Monster

Lucifer appeared in front of Diya’s mansion gate. He was quite surprised that he couldn’t directly teleport in front of Aphrodite.

He was honestly quite curious as to who the owner of this mansion was now.

Not many beings could impede him, he knew almost everyone who could fight him but he now found someone who could contest his power.

He took out his phone again sending Aphrodite a text saying that he was in front of the mansion gate.

When the message was sent, he took a look around, he was pleasantly surprised when he found a few high-level protection items.

Runes, gliffs and enchantments scattered all over the mansion walls. Normally one cannot simply see these defensive enchantments but due to his experience, he noticed the slight energy fluctuations emitting from these enchantments.

A few moments into studying the protection array scattered in the front of Diya’s mansion he saw the gate opening.

When it opened, he was shocked by what he had seen, as a being that existed before humanity he had seen quite a myriad of strange events.

But he never thought that he would meet the general of fog in this simple house visit.

Diya was standing on Aphrodite’s right and Ema was standing on her left. The two directed indifferent gazes at the man, while Aphrodite gestured for him to follow them.

They didn’t care about Lucifer, they all turned around and began walking. Seeing this Lucifer wanted to kick these bimbos.

Didn’t they know who he was, he was Lucifer Morningstar! The king of hell, light bringer etc, how dare they not acknowledge his existence.

To him, they should be grateful that he took precious time out of his ‘busy’ schedule to make a house call.

But the indifference they showed irritated him to no end. When he was about to explode, he felt a glare on his body.

He immediately felt like he was in the jaws of a predator, he calmed down and focused on his senses.

He scanned the area and found a handsome man with pitch-black eyes glaring at him with a maniacal smile.

He felt his soul shudder when he gazed into those eyes. Before he could do anything that being disappeared from his senses, leaving him in shock.

He felt goosebumps break out on his body as there were quite a few dangerous figures in this mansion.

At this point, he was wondering what he got himself into. He sighed and decided to go with the flow.

When they passed the courtyard and walked beside a big garden Lucifer’s eyes popped out. He stopped walking and stared at a green-haired woman sleeping lazily cuddled with a few animals.

When he stopped the three leading him to the mansion stopped and looked where he was staring.

Diya and Ema’s eyes grew cold, they were sure they gave that woman enough work to make sure she couldn’t sleep for years but there she was.

Diya called for her servant, not two seconds passed and a maid appeared and greeted Diya with a crisp bow.

“Has that woman completed all her work?” Diya asked coldly still glaring at Gaia.

“Madam Diya, Madam Gaia has finished the majority of the work assigned to her. The only things that are yet to finish as she is not suitable for the task.”

Diya raised a curious eyebrow “Oh what kinds of things can a mother goddess not perform?” Diya was pretty sure that she gave Gaia extremely challenging tasks but nothing in the realm of impossibility.

“Yes, things like artefact development and security. Madam Gaia said that although she had seen many artefacts in the past, she had no idea what each engravement meant and was extremely slow in learning.

She was not a fighter so she could not perform much security testing. We once tried to pit her against a security golem but she was trapped in a spacial trap before even facing the golem.”

Arrival

Lucifer stood stunned, he completely ignored the conversation between Diya and her maid. He was simply speechless at Gaia being in the place.

From the stories and rumours, he knew Gaia was a spiteful and poisonous goddess.

He never expected her to be in the home of the general of fog. Let alone for Aphrodite to be 1 million feet from the woman.

It was quite well known in Olympus that Gaia always hated Aphrodite. She was simply jealous of the natural tools Aphrodite had when it came to manipulation.

Even though they slighted each other in the past this petty rivalry eventually spun out of control. Now both of them won't even acknowledge each other let alone be so close in proximity.

Before Lucifer could ask Aphrodite what exactly was happening, he saw Ema chuck a stone at Gaia’s head.

As if time was frozen Lucifer watched slowly as the stone slammed into Gaia’s head. After a loud Bonk was heard an even louder shriek resounded.

“Gaaaaaaah What Was That!” Gaia looked around frantically trying to find her aggressor.

When her eyes landed on Ema casually juggling stones her eyes went dark. Before she could do anything she saw Diya punching Ema’s head.

Similar to Gaia Ema let out a loud shriek, she didn't expect Diya to hit her. When she was about to protest Diya gave her an ice-cold glare.

Unlike the usually kind Diya, her gaze was icy, it even felt as if her soul was slowly freezing.

Ignoring Ema’s reaction, she gave her maid instructions to pass on to Gaia. She would not let a lazy goddess live in HER mansion for free.

Upon receiving Diya’s instructions, the maid disappeared and disappeared next to Gaia. She immediately conveyed her Madam’s instructions to the shock-filled Gaia.

Slowly Gaia got up from her leafy bed and sulked all the way to her next job.

Now she was in charge of waste management something she would rather die than do but remembering Marco’s display of power she just pouted.

Though she really didn’t want to she knew she had no choice. Still pouting she started dragging her feet to the next chore of many.

Assessment and confirmation

Seeing Gaia sulk and mope away Lucifer felt his brain reset. He turned his head mechanically to look at Diya. “Ummmm…… can I ask what just happened and why is a mother goddess here looking like a dejected child doing chores?”

Diya looked blankly at Lucifer, she was contemplating what to say when Ema butted in. “My husband happened, that's all you need to know pigeon,”

Ema stated it like a fact and started dragging Diya in the direction of the dungeon.

Seeing their casual display Lucifer felt cold sweat running down his back. Even if he went all out, he would find it quite difficult to fight a primordial god.

Using this as a standard he thought that both Ema and Diya were leagues above Gaia to suppress her to this extent.

Deciding he needed to be humble he cautiously followed them into the dungeon.

When he entered, he felt a familiar feeling, when they advanced the feeling Lucifer felt grew stronger. This feeling peaked when they arrived before the chained demons.

Feeling the potent feeling of Miasma, the demons looked at the man who just entered their new ‘hell’. When their eyes landed on him, they felt an instinctual urge to attack and devour him.

This feeling was common for all demons. They can grow stronger by cannibalising other creatures of hell, this process absorbs their victims' Miasma making the predator stronger.

When they all looked at Lucifer like a juicy piece of meat Lucifer invoked a little of his power. He felt annoyed by the looks these inferior beings gave him.

Who were they to look at him like prey? He was a king, the king of hell should be feared. This he flexed some of his power, heavy potent Miasma and dark light exuded from his every pore.

The demons felt a crushing weight on themselves. To them, it felt as if gravity was growing stronger and stronger.

They all felt as if gravity would rip their bodies to shreds when Lucifer was about to ‘deal with them’.

Diya stopped him, she released some of her power too. Although her power was not as tyrannical as Lucifer’s Diya’s felt like a cool lake.

“We brought you here to verify their curse jackass not to kill them cause your ego was touched”.

Diya glared at Lucifer, the space around her hand started to twist and slowly the silhouette of a weapon started to form.

Assessment and confirmation 2

Lucifer glared back at Diya, he didn't particularly like her tone. Before he could instigate a fight, he saw the insane smile on Ema’s face and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

If there was one thing he hated or plainly could not stand are battle maniacs.

Seeing Ema’s goading smile just cemented the fact that she was a curse being to Lucifer. Something that he would not unnecessarily touch if possible.

He flashed back to the time he ticked off the monkey king Wukong and was beaten within an inch of his life. All due to his pride a battle maniac was let loose upon his ‘angelic’ ass that day.

He didn't want to deal with that kind of situation again. He put up his hands in surrender and asked what do you need me to do?

He asked as if he hadn't almost provoked an all-out fight a moment ago.

Seeing Lucifer being ‘reasonable’ Diya withdrew her power and asked “Examine their souls and tell us what is wrong with it.”

Lucifer nodded before brushing past Ema and started examining the demons.

Ema being pushed almost started a fight but calmed down when Diya put a hand on her shoulder. When she looked into Diya’s eyes she understood and held back.

They need to prioritise their goals first. Number one on their list was hunting the idiot who sent that ‘extremely fair’ contract. The second could be plucking a pigeon but that is for later.

“Hmmmmmm……. I think I know which hell these demons are from. But that’s about all I can tell you, these souls are too broken for any other useful information to be obtained”

Upon hearing Lucifer, the trio immediately listened to his words. “These guys are from the Duat, or what you might know as the Egyptian hell.”

Lucifer internally thought that a higher level god did this to their souls but didn't voice out his thoughts. He had an inkling of who was behind this.

He thought that he should meet him to discuss what he knew, most likely something interesting was about to happen again. Knowing the potential fun Lucifer wouldn't miss it for the world.

Deal with the devil?

“How about a deal Lucifer?” Aphrodite smiled gently at the angel. Although this was a very gentle and maternal smile it sent chills down his spine.

“What do you propose Aphrodite?” Lucifer asked hints of doubts very present but he tried to play it off.

“Tell us who did this and you get to go back to playing with Lilith.” Aphrodite finished her eyes glowing in bright pink light.

She was actively using her charm to get information. She felt that when she was about to get the answer she desired from the girls some bullshit happended and not they are involved in some big issue.

She wouldn't doubt that if she left the trio alone they would somehow keep getting into incidents.

The case with Marco using the system was one, subduing Gaia was two, now they were dealing with assassin's.

Aphrodite had full faith that this group of troublemakers would turn the world upside down. But her priority now was to learn how to be in a mutually loving relationship.

She called Lucifer mainly due to his knowledge. Though he was one of the most arrogant beings in this world he still had his uses.

Aphrodite really didn't mind watching the world plunge into chaos. But she at the very least wanted her answer before the circus burned down.

She then invoked more power trying to make Lucifer submit. The moment she did the pressure surrounding her exploded and engulfed the entire dungeon.

Lucifer felt like he was in a world of pink, he only saw his love Lilith in front of him.

Although he was a playboy he only truly loved Lilith. He slowly walked towards her, he tried to cover her in his gentle embrace but found he couldn't move. He struggled, he wanted to be with Lilith.

When he found that he couldn't move forward he invoked his power. Black Miasma with hints of white erupted from his body pushing the pink power away from him.

When the pink power started to be pushed back he found that in Lilith's place was Aphrodite with a stunned look plastered on her face.

Lucifer glared angrily at her, rage took over as he pushed off his feet, appearing behind her aiming a roundhouse kick at her head.

Seeing this Ema’s power exploded, she then punched towards Lucifer's kick. A crash resound out, thanks to Diya and Aphrodite channeling their power they managed to protect the dungeon.

A fight instead

When the crash resounded the ceiling threatened to cave in. As the two were about to continue Diya’s eyes flashed bright blue.

She used the installed repositioning magic circle installed in the dungeon to throw the two battling maniacs out.

The moment she invoked it the two were sent to the colosseum they used when training with Marco. Feeling that it was finally ‘safe’ she checked on the demons.

Seeing that majority were suffering from the aftermath of the clash she narrowed her eyes.

“Sonia” Diya called out, without further orders Sonia knew what to do immediately springing into action.

After she ordered Sonia, she scanned the mansion to look for Marco. Knowing him, he might over react when he finds Lucifer and Ema fighting.

When she couldn't find Marco, she couldn't help but sigh. If he wasn't in the mansion that means he is already at the battle colosseum.

She needed to go before Marco caused a biblical war. Having this thought in mind she rushed with all her power to the colosseum.

When she left, Aphrodite was standing in the middle of the room with her eyes twitching. She was greatly annoyed that once again she couldn't get the answer she wanted.

And now that moron Lucifer even tried to attack her. Saying she was annoyed was actually an understatement, she was livid by this point.

Deciding to deal with Lucifer she disappeared heading towards the energy fluctuations caused by Ema and Lucifer's clashes.

In the colosseum Ema and Lucifer traded attacks. Ema kicked while Lucifer side stepped. This dodge was followed by an elbow strike that was easily dodged.

The moment they arrived a flurry of attacks flew. The surroundings were destroyed due to the power the two were unleashing but they both were still unscathed.

As masters of close combat, they were both extremely experienced in the art. As one attacked, the other dodged. This ungodly proficiency resulted in beautiful symphony of attacks that came from a masterpiece.

This experience caused a spectacle of chaos and destruction leaving no stone unturned. The reinforced ground was ripped apart, trees were exploded or blown away and the wildlife evaporated due to the extreme shockwaves.

A fight instead 2

Marco went towards the chaos when he felt the energy fluctuations. He was worried as he felt Ema’s power, he was worried his wives might get hurt by the arrogant visitor that tried to scan his wife's work a little earlier.

When Marco was rushing towards the colosseum, he felt something trying to breach the space in his wife's mansion. He narrowed his eyes as he scanned the direction of the breach. When he roughly pinpointed the location, something came out.

A beast with the body of a leopard and the features of a snake slowly crawled out of the breach. It scanned the area, when it noticed something headed in its direction spat venom towards it.

The venom flew at supersonic speed aiming towards Marco, upon seeing the attack Marco dodged to the side narrowly avoiding the venom.

When the venom splashed on the forest everything it grazed started sizzling and melting rapidly. A terrible stench of rotten eggs began spreading from the area of effect.

Seeing this display Marco raised a curious eyebrow. He wondered what sort of beast this was, though he wanted to fight it he needed to make sure Ema was safe. He floated in mid-air contemplating for a full minute until he reached a decision.

Throughout this minute the beast was spitting venom non-stop at Marco. He while contemplating dodged continuously without disrupting his thought process.

He decided to crush this beast until it lost the will to fight. The moment he made this decision the beast felt a chill down its spine.

It tried it's best to retreat into the breach but before it could. It felt a massive pressure envelope it, the pressure was so strong that it crushed its bones within nanoseconds. The beast tried it's best to drag its broken body amidst the massive pressure to no avail.

All that happened was more bone cracking and the howls of a dying animal. When the beast lost its consciousness Marco pressure immediately dissipated.

He took the creature by the neck and zoomed back to the mansion's dungeon. He knew he was missing out on the fight but he needs to be responsible.

The fact that his wife was fighting the arrogant angel that appeared made his blood boil. As his rage grew his power started fluctuating wildly growing wilder and oppressive by the second.

A moment after his mad dash he stopped. He face palmed after he remembered that he still needed to seal the spacial breach. He was feeling a headache at this point but could do anything about it. He conjured a cage of bones to lock the beast while sealing the breach.

All the while Ema and Lucifer's fight started to escalate to another level. The two pulled out their divine weapons Ema with her Xiphos and tachi while Lucifer used two swords.

One was the sword he used when he served God the flaming swords while the other was a black blade emitting jet-black flames forged in hell. It was a masterpiece known as Eterarious the sword of the stained. Explosions echoed when their respective divine weapons clashed.

A fight instead 3

Diya and Aphrodite appeared at the colosseum their faces tense. What they saw shocked them both to the core. The sight of a high-level god fighting the literal demon king was quite the spectacle.

Previously Lucifer's power was immense, the arrogant angel actually was on par with beings like Zeus and Huitzilopochtli. The beings were the god kings of their respective pantheons.

These figures were monsters in terms of combat. Some are more proficient, some possessed more power or even were more cunning. But all possessed immense level of power that’s widely feared.

Seeing Ema going toe to toe with Lucifer was an extreme feat of how far she progressed. Now, her divinity of disasters was fully churning, it slowly got stronger and stronger as the chaos spread from the fight.

Ema at that moment was in a state of ecstasy, her whole being was screaming that it wanted to evolve. Her power continued to build and continued to soar her face plastered with a magical smile.

Smiling like Ema Lucifer felt himself needing to use more and more of his power. For him, a good fight was always welcome, he only ever had issues with battle maniacs that took things too far.

Said taking too far was beating him onesidedly but that was beside the point.

He never would have taught that someone other than pantheon leaders or various special beings he knew could fight him this well.

As stated before, Lucifer loved the thrill of the battle, how he would grow stronger always made him excited. He felt like he could go all out once again like the time he almost beat the Archangel Michael in the Genesis War.

His face started to change, as claws started to grow on his hands. These demonic but simple changes greatly improved Lucifer's strength by leaps and bounds. His slashes before could be easily parried by Ema but now a single slash sent Ema flying.

After swatting Ema away he braced himself and shot forward. Seemingly indisgushable from a streak of light he practically teleported to Ema to continue his assault.

Continuing to attack Ema he gloated with a maniacal smile “What's wrong woman, why aren't you matching my power anymore hahahahahaha. But don’t worry, I will now kill you for your arrogance”

Lucifer swung down his Eterarious meeting Ema guard. This simple attack caused an explosion of epic proportions, with a massive mushroom cloud forming. The massive impact sent Ema crashing to the ground the air pressure so strong that it shredded everything in it’s vicinity.

But the moment Ema crash onto the ground, before the moment the impact occurred she repositioned herself and launched herself towards Lucifer again. Utilising the shockwaves from her rough landing she further propelled herself towards the devil.

The moment she arrived infront of him she flipped around and slammed her feet into his face. Taken aback lucifer was kicked hard spilling blood from his now broken nose.

Right after that attack she flipped around grabbing the devil’s horns. Without hesitation she began repeatedly slamming her knee into his face, stunning the devil she grabbed his horns while continuously barraging his face with straight knees.

A fight instead 4

Lucifer felt his consciousness going hazy, he was taking a massive amount of damage from being continuously his face kicked in. Amidst the bludgeoning lucifer’s blood splattered, his teeth were broken and dislodged.

Lucifer was taking a brutal beating, as the kneeing rained more blood splattered while damage accumulated.

After Ema attacked non-stop for a few seconds she felt something was off. At that moment her instincts screamed. Immediately heeding her instincts she used Lucifer's face as a platform and jumped as hard as she could.

A crunch was heard before sonic booms of both shooting away from each other occurred. Feeling like she was still in mortal danger Ema’s power exploded as she used everything she had to distance herself.

Only a second passed after they separated, one lone second then it happened. A massive burst of Miasma exploded from Lucifer's body.

He rapidly healed from all his injuries, snapping sounds were hear as his bones broke and fused back together. After the excruciating healing process was finished a small smile was plastered on his face.

He might look like he was smiling but anyone that saw his eyes could easily tell he was livid. He never thought that such a ‘weak’ god form his perspective could harm him till the extent that he needed to fully transform.

Then again credit where credit is due, he will admit that the fight was fun. Up until the point that Ema took him by the horns and repeatedly slammed her knee into his handsome face.

Veins popped on Lucifer's head before screaming “You bitch, I will kill you. Nobody hits my BEUATIFUL face you hear me NOBODY!”

The moment he finished shouting he pointed both swords towards Ema. This action sent chills down Ema’s spine, heading her instincts she immediately raised a barrier with all her available power.

Ema’s face paled as exhaustion was taking over, but she stubbornly grit her teeth in defiance. Only to have her resolve spat on by Lucifer’s next words.

“Are you done with your preparations? Because I guarantee that this will not even leave your ashes behind…….”

Lucifer whisper resounded, defying common sense that tiny whisper penetrated the hearts of everyone present. Everyone knew that his next actions would be catastrophic, but all thought racing though their heads disappeared when Lucifer whispered again.

“Die……”

Bright orange fire and black fire erupted from their respective blades. The flames of opposing natures melded and formed a massive fire ball.

This fireball was then rapidly condensed into a miniature sun. The marble-sized inferno released a concentrated blast of holy and demonic fire at Ema. At that moment the fire was moving so fast that for the misinformed they would assume that a laser was fired instead.

Seeing this Ema panicked, she knew that she couldn't stop that attack with her current power. Although she really didn't want to do what she was about to do she currently had no choice.

Ema breathed in and screamed “DESEND” a black creature appeared in-between her and the beam of rushing death. The tiny creature was a deformed mass of flesh that only had eyes and mouths.

The mere effort to describe it would be fruitless as there were no plausible comparisons that would even be close to that horror. The best manner to describe it was an deformed eldritch monstrosity.

The tiny creature opened its mouth and slurped up all the energy Lucifer released. The moment the attack faded out the creature disappeared.

What followed was the gruesome scene of blood exploding out of all Ema’s pores. The excruciating pain made her immediately lose consciousness. As she fainted she began falling out of the sky.

Seeing what happened to Ema, Diya without thinking rushed to catch the gravely injured Ema. Sonic booms exploded in her wake as she tried desperately to reach the gravely injured Ema.

Round two

As Diya caught Ema Lucifer appeared with flaming swords. He gave a wide toothy smile, he wanted the head of Ema and would not stop until he has it on a stake.

Seeing the slash right in front of her face Diya couldn't do anything but curse. She couldn't react especially when a gravely injured Ema was in her arms.

Diya wanted to save Ema but now found herself in grave danger. She considered all her options but found that she didn't have enough time to do anything.

She coldly glared at Lucifer she wanted to throw Ema to Aphrodite but it was too little too late. All she could do was glare at her enemy without showing weakness.

Just before the attack dissected them a hairy beast slammed into Lucifer. The incoming beast’s body crashed into his flank throwing the two into the distance.

“Good job you two” Marco appeared smiling proudly at the two. Ema for giving a magnificent performance and Diya for not showing weakness in the face of certain death.

He was so proud of his wives that he wanted to spoil them rotten. But they all knew this wasn't the time. As a massive pillar of Miasma erupted from the distance.

Marco saw Lucifer holding the dead of the beast with an annoyed look. He wouldn't forgive this insolence. He wanted Ema’s head and he would not stop until he got it.

As Lucifer glared at Marco, Marco was glaring right back. He would not forgive anyone that harms his wives. Marco reached to the right and invoked his power.

Slowly a massive pillar of corpses began piling on each other and desperately reaching for his outstretched hand.

Marco began opening the floodgates that were his newly improved reserves and the effects were devastating. The sky began to darken, the clouds were all blown away.

His eyes darkened, the darkness so absolute that it began devouring the surrounding light. At that moment the corpses finally reached his hand and they hugged as hard as they could.

During this brief moment, Lucifer felt all the hair on his body stand. He felt something very bad was about to happen.

He kicked the floor and distanced himself further from Marco. But that proved ineffective, like a silent reaper a cold hand grabbed his shoulder from behind.

“Going somewhere?” Only this was heard by Lucifer before his head was grabbed and slammed on the ground. A pained scream was heard before Lucifer's body exploded with Miasma and hints of holy light.

Round two 2

Power erupted from Lucifer, who was extremely angry. Not only did Ema attack his face but this insolent bastard too. Are they jealous of his looks? Do they want beauty?

“Go get it then” he thought but the constant attacks on his face were really pushing his limits.

Though Lucifer was livid he knew that the opponent before him was not someone he could underestimate. He was internally grumbling about how these monsters appeared out of nowhere.

But either way, he needs to make them pay. Attacking his beautiful face is a crime that only death can be compensated for.

“Oh, you are not coming to me?” Marco taunted the extremely livid Lucifer. He assumed that this kid would recklessly attack him to ‘get his revenge’ but to his amazement, Lucifer was silently preparing for him to make a move.

“Since you are so passive, how about I do both of us a favour. Marco gripped his scythe with his monstrous strength. As he did, the power spilling from his body like a flood was rapidly condensing around him.

When the dark power that was spilling forth like a tidal waves was compressed around his body, now he looked like the true incarnation of the end. This existence so dark that it practically sucked the light from the atmosphere.

Little did Lucifer realise that at that moment he was experience fear which he had never experienced.

Typically when someone was face with an unknown they get nervous, scared even. That was exactly what Marco was to Lucifer in this moment, an unknown that could kill him.

A cold voice range out signalling the beginning of the fight, “With this you die” the scythe that was in Marco's hand started grinding.

The souls that were trapped inside started screaming, no matter the situation this macabre scene was maddening to witness. This scene alone pilled another invisble weight in Lucifer’s heart, making him even more nervous.

The sight of countless souls screaming in agony frankly unsettled Lucifer's willpower. Seeing his hands shaking, Lucifer felt endless rage. “Who was this bastard to make me tremble, who in this world can make I, Lucifer Morningstar retreat!”

Lucifer at this point found that if he didn't go all out his pride would be greatly damaged. He would not except losing to anyone he will not and cannot yield.

Till this day he was still planning his revenge on the heavenly father. He would not stop until he achieved revenge on his father to kneel before a mere human.

If Adam the progenitor of humans was still alive, Lucifer would do anything to kill him. Because of that, he made Adam be expelled from paradise. He plotted and schemed finally achieving the fall of man.

The moment Eve ate from the tree of knowledge, with his ally at the time now wife Lilith helping him. The result, God expelled Adam and Eve from paradise.

Thinking back Lucifer found that no matter the scenario he always found a way to win and now will be no different. Three pairs of pitch-black wings opened on his back, his face started become sharper, more demonic.

His horns grew longer and dark Miasma exploded from his very being. He glared angrily at Marco with his power steadily climbing. The moment Lucifer decided to not hold anything back invoking his full might two pillars of power clashed.

One evil reeking of corruption, the other a pillar of power that signified the end of everything. Power so cold and devoid of anything that it seemed like everything would be chilled to the soul even looking into it.

Round two 3

As power began to exude from both beings, the space around them trembled. The sheer amount of power being released was insane, as the surrounding space warped. The air around the two was thinning, as though it was retreating from the two terrifying monsters

Both were glaring at each other neither willing to retreat, at this point it was a matter of pride for both. One wanted to honour his wife's efforts while the other felt his unending efforts being challenged.

The other dude to his pride being stepped on and continually desecrated. He wanted revenge, now the only thing stopping him was the man before him using some strange power.

The battle field was utterly silent, nothing dared to make a sound in the presence of these monsters. As they prepared themselves a lone pebble fell and a crack was heard.

This simple crack was the trigger for these two monsters to clash. As the grinding scythe and two swords clashed, immediately a deafening boom was heard.

Marco and Lucifer initial attack pushed them back slightly but not caring both moves forward and clashed again. This evolved into a myriad of attacks from both sides causing massive damage everywhere.

Marco slashed, Lucifer parried followed by a side slash that Marco avoided by jumping. Lucifer thrust his flaming sword in hopes of skewering his enemy but was side stepped.

Taking advantage of the pivot, Marco threw a round house kick aimed at Lucifer’s face. The two traded countless attacks seemingly equal in power. The two were creating shockwaves that was destroying the surrounds.

With every clash, every release of power, the earth was bombarded by power. Wide gashes spreaded throughout the surroundings, a localised earthquake rocking the land and the chaotic air pressure caused a few typhoons to form.

The clash was slowly becoming an endurance contest as the two were seeming equal in combat ability.

After clashing for a prolonged period of time the results of the fight were slowly starting to be apparent. As the fight went on Marco was slowly losing ground to Lucifer.

The fallen angel was a complete monster when it came to fighting ability. Though Marco was no slouch the small difference was starting to manifest.

Although Marco was keeping up, he was always a step behind as he was still trying to integrate his experience with his body.

Due to this little fact, nicks were slowly being carved into Marco's body. Usually, his regeneration would have fixed this small issue but this was not the case with Lucifer.

As a being on the dark side of the scale, Marco was slowly accumulating damage due to Lucifer's light. Although the fallen angel’s light was not as strong as it used to be. The fact that something opposing Marco's nature was constantly inflicting damage on him.

Seeing Marco was slowly accumulating damage thought still with a wide wild smile on his face Diya started to get worried, even if he was healing the damage accumulation was greater.

She was glad that Marco was protecting Ema and herself but it couldn't justify him getting hurt. Diya now wanted desperately to stop the fight.

Aphrodite's Intervention

Diya was extremely worried, she was frantically wrecking her brain trying to stop the fight. Seeing the fight was approaching the point of no return a vein popped on Aphrodite’s head.

She was now incredibly annoyed but she was mainly worried. This feeling began bubbling up as she saw her beloved begin to take mortal wounds due to his lack of experience with his current body.

Seeing Lucifer slowly corner Marco was not on Aphrodite’s to-do list. She knew all too well that she was responsible for inviting this maniac here. Knowing that, she now had to take responsibility as she took a step forward.

As she did, an overwhelming pressure crashed down on everyone as she fully invoked her divinity of sexuality, lust and love.

With her pouring so much power into her concepts everything in her surroundings couldn't help but pay attention to her.

Everyone was instinctually drawn towards her, she was a glowing picture of perfection to everyone now. As her pink hair floated up, eyes glowing bright pink that it looked like flood lights, she inhaled taking in a deep breath.

She squinted her pink eyes glaring at Lucifer, pure power pouring from her as she screamed “Enough! Both of you get down here this instant!”

The moment she declared this both Lucifer and Marco froze in their tracks. As they looked at the goddess that issued that order a deep longing for her began encroaching on their psyche.

After a second of them staring dumbly at her they disappeared, shooting towards her. Within a second they both appeared In front of her each wearing faces of rapture.

Like an annoyed big sister, she curled her fists and punched them both on their heads. A loud crash was heard, and the result was stunning.

The previously fighting and entranced duo snapped out of their trance and looked at Aphrodite.

Both rubbed their heads as they felt their heads stinging with pain. Taking a punch from a second-generation primordial goddess who possessed great divinity was not easy you know.

Gods with strong divinities were extremely strong. For example, a god of commerce with full mastery of their divinity would have more physical strength compared to a god with minimal to no mastery in combat.

This difference stems from the amount of energy concepts provided to nourish Their respect for god's souls.

Thus, typically a god with a stronger soul tends to be more powerful compared to one with a weaker soul. But if said god of commerce and war fought who do you think will win?

The god of war of course. Even if one has more strength it pales in comparison to someone with battle experience. The god of war has his innate battle instincts and other advantages making the strength discrepancy negligible.

That being said taking a full powered punch while unguarded was still insane. Probably only gods similar to Aphrodite who can completely make their opponents lower their guard can take advantage of this aspect.

This was why both Lucifer and Marco, although both incredibly strong, still felt great pain from Aphrodite's punch.

Again as they were completely unguarded her punch did quite a bit of damage. For a goddess of love it was already an incredible feat.

“Now Lucifer you will answer us truthfully, what do you know of the demons? And this time I will accept no bullshit nor your childish pride.

If you try to cause any more trouble this time, I will render you impotent.” Hearing this and staring at Aphrodite's serious glare Lucifer felt a cold sweat bead on his face.

Answers

“Ok ok, I will talk. Just please don't do anything drastic.” Hearing this, more veins popped on Aphrodite's head.

She snorted then her cold voice resounded “Drastic? Have you taken a look at your actions? Your petty pride almost caused another biblical war you know?” Aphrodite spoke in fury.

She desperately wanted to punch Lucifer. She knew that Marco did what he did to protect his wife.

That was respectable in her eyes. Rarely had she seen powerful beings step in to fight extremely powerful beings, let alone the ACTUAL, LITERAL devil, to protect their family.

Typically, sentient beings would run in the face of a strong force leaving anyone left behind to their whims.

Marco didn't consider this and after taking care of a troublesome beast came to help his wives. She knew that a serpopard was an extremely tricky being to fight due to its insane toughness.

She assumed that Marco spent quite a bit of energy subduing the beast before fighting Lucifer. This would leave him at a great disadvantage but he still fought.

Though Marco did expand an exorbitant amount of energy to subdue the beast Aphrodite didn’t know that he spent next to no effort on the task.

“Now speak Lucifer before I do something ‘drastic’.” Aphrodite spoke coldly as she stared at his privates.

Lucifer didn't want to test the angry goddess and immediately spilled the beans “They belong to the Duat or Egyptian hell. There are only a few beings capable of doing what was done to the demons. It could either be Osiris, Anubis, Seth, Thorth, or Isis.”

Lucifer frantically spoke, bombing all the information on the topic, all in hopes that Aphrodite would calm down.

Aphrodite nodded, placing a finger on her chin seductively she thought about potential candidates.

“I assume you have an idea who was responsible?” Aphrodite asked with great expectation, she was extremely curious now though she still wanted to clear this ‘quest’ to get her answer.

If Lucifer disappoints her, she would simply render him impotent before kicking him out of Diya’s mansion.

Seeing Aphrodite's expectant gaze, Lucifer swallowed “I'm not too sur…” Aphrodite raised a finger and smiled gently “I guess you don't want your manhood anymore…… poor thing.”

Continuing her act she sniffled “Poor Lilith, she would never again enjoy the sweet feeling of her beloved loving her.”

Though she was putting on a performance worthy of the the gods her ‘hidden’ intentions were obvious. What with her eyes devoid of life she started to put more power to ‘change’ Lucifer.

Breaking out in a cold sweat Lucifer screamed “I think it's either Seth, Thorth or Osiris. Only they have the capability to mend souls, ok? Please spare me.”

Lucifer begged while covering his family jewels, he did not want to become impotent.

A new goal

Hearing Lucifer, Aphrodite cancelled her power and said “ok now get out, I had it with you today.”

Not missing the opportunity Lucifer opened a portal to hell and practically threw himself through. He was glad he managed to escape the crazed Aphrodite escaping with his manhood still intact.

As the trio watched Aphrodite effortlessly taking care of Lucifer a new respect was born towards her.

The opponent they had so much trouble with was taken care of so easily by her. To Diya, Aphrodite almost seemed like a big sister taking care of her siblings from a big bad bully.

The analogy was incredibly childish but essentially not wrong. That was more or less what happened expect for the point that the bully was invited by Aphrodite.

With massive collateral damage to Diya’s mansion gardens at least they got a lead now.

Though they found their potential enemy they couldn't rest now. Lucifer fight basically put a spot light on their weakness.

Soundly getting routed by Lucifer alone they all painfully shown the reality of how weak they were. Yes they were all strong but when Infront of god king level beings they were still insufficient.

Knowing this Diya noted down on her bracelet and turned to Aphrodite. “Aphrodite, we need your help.” Hearing Diya's sincere and determined request Aphrodite raised an eyebrow.

“Oh and what is it you need my help with?” Aphrodite asked back, she knew that they were going to ask her to use her connections to train them.

But it was always more fun to pretend like you didn't know anything right?

Smiling inwardly she continues to act clueless even if her reputation says otherwise. A determined voice resounded.

“We need help to get stronger. Yes, although we can slowly get stronger by training with each other, that is not enough. With our current situation we are at great risk of either being consumed or annexed.”

Diya took a deep breath and continued “Please Aphrodite help us.” Aphrodite could only smile at this sincere request, she knew many beings that would rather die than seek help.

This was the arrogance of the gods but here was a renowned god asking for help.

“I can do that but……” Aphrodite paused while staring expectantly at the trio “You have to fulfil my request for me to help you. Now what do you say.”

Aphrodite finished with a knowing smile while placing her hands on her generous hips.

A new goal 2

“I want to know the secret behind how the three of you are so harmonious. I have never seen a couple be so close, valuing each other like you three do.”

Aphrodite asked she had a curious and expectant look plastered on her face. It was as if her whole existence was screaming to them to tell her their secret.

Trying to calm down she crossed her arms emphasising her perfect bust. As someone that was looking for a similar relationship, she yearned to learn their secret wanting such bliss too.

Seeing the goddess showing trying to seduce their husband made a vein popped on Ema and Diya's heads. Though they wanted to slap the woman, they said and did nothing.

They didn't want to be disrespectful to the being that took care of Lucifer. Someone that managed to corner the trio alone.

Diya looked at Marco before sighing. I mean I'm honestly not sure too but I think we can go inside and talk. Diya began to walk back to the mansion signalling for everyone to follow her.

When they arrived, Diya signalled her servants to prepare some snacks for the discussion.

Receiving her orders the maids immediately went to prepare the refreshments as they headed to a reception room.

They went to a beautifully decorated room. The room was filled with beautiful artefacts placed in strategic corners of the room.

It was as if a team of interior decorators came together to arrange these items leaving them in their best position to not seem too excessive while giving an impression of elegance.

Diya signalled for Aphrodite to sit before the trio sat. Seeing this Aphrodite nodded and sat down on the comfortable sofa.

She was quite surprised with how comfortable the sofa was. Proof was that Aphrodite was slowly melting into the sofa, she laid her back on it seemingly trying to merge with the comfort.

Seeing this amusing sight Diya smiled proudly, she was satisfied with the reaction of Aphrodite. Only she knew the trouble of obtaining this set.

She recalled the efforts she had to undergo and various favours she had to call in to get the set forged and blessed by several gods.

Coughing she caught Aphrodite's attention and began.

“Honestly I'm not too sure how to answer you as I myself am unsure but feel free to ask anything you want and we will try our best to answer.”

When Diya finished Ema and Marco only nodded, they would try their best to repay the favour Aphrodite did for them.

The feat of expelling the literal devil was not small and they wanted to show their gratitude.

Seeing this reaction Aphrodite began to ask many questions with Diya, Ema and Marco chiming in to answer.

Sometimes they were collectively lost when Aphrodite posed her questions while other times they chimed in together when answering something.

Frankly this sight made Aphrodite feel as though she act several courses of dog shit while getting repeated slapped in the face with their bliss.

As the discussion went on the refreshments arrived prompting them to dive deeper into the topic. Aphrodite was getting quite a bit of information from the trio.

Although they seemed to believe how they lived, their values and mindsets were normal. But to almost everyone else their relationship was anything but normal.

It was apparent to her that their relationship was rooted in how Marco impacted and changed their world views.

Ironically seeing the human side made these goddesses understand and fall in love. To Aphrodite this was as clear as day but to the trio they were still clueless.

Actually, they didn't really seem to care as they were satisfied with what they had.

They were perfectly content with their relationship, their only concern at this point was keeping their little family safe.

Lucifer's thoughts

When the group finished their discussion, Lucifer arrived in his palace. Lilith sensing his arrival was giddy, dropping whatever she was doing, immediately rushed to him.

As Lucifer entered his personal quarters he slumped into his bed.

Looking up at his ceiling, he began to recall the fight he just had. The first one was manageable, in the beginning he was curious how strong the woman would grow so he continued playing with her.

But it was quite surprising that she managed to climb to the power of a high-level god. This was not normal, considering the gap she was scaling was was wide as a ravine. One could not simply overcome that gap.

He didn't know if that boost was temporary but he initially found it quite interesting. As the fight went on her power, although still kept increasing, started to slow down.

Because of this he accidentally released attacks too powerful for her and sent her flying. What he didn’t know was that those attacks he release brought the woman to deaths door.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that if she took those attacks head on she would die almost instantly.

Though what happened afterwards made him think that the little damage was too little. Veins bulged on his head when he recalled that blasted woman's constant attacks on his beautiful face.

Although he barely felt it after the increased his power output, it still irritated him to suffer such humiliation.

What honestly scared him was Marco. That man with the scythe was extremely strong. He felt that whenever they clashed, he was getting pushed back.

Though he didn’t want to admit it, the only reason he really dealt any damage to that monster was due to his light. If not, he was pretty sure he might have been overwhelmed before long.

He snapped out of his thoughts when a sudden loud crash was resounded as Lilith broke through the doors and dived into his chest.

She snuggled against him, hugging and squeezing almost treating him like a body pillow. She crazily breathed his scent before sighing in ecstasy.

Seeing his queen's reaction Lucifer couldn't help but smile gently at the woman while gently stroking her back.

“My dear I think I just fought a monster” He was still looking up at the ceiling, contemplating how he presented himself to the trio he couldn't help but sigh.

I think I probably made three enemies, two of which are battle maniacs while the other was a goddess known for her cruelty and strategic prowess.

Before he could dive deep into his thoughts, the seductive succubus slowly began reaching for his joystick, rubbing, nudging before finally playing with it.

“Ooooou” Lucifer let out a moan as Lilith began physically seducing him. As she played with him, an intoxicating smell erupted from her body fully showing she was in the mood.

Inhaling deeply Lucifer's rationality was rapidly disappearing, replaced by only lust towards his wife. Thoughts about Marco are now rapidly retreating to the back of his mind as he now had different priorities.

Soon both started deeply kissing each other before jumping each other like beasts in heat. What happened was a scene of sickening love that only a poet can properly describe.

Meetings

Aphrodite was nibbling on a biscuit, she was trying to digest the concepts said by the trio. While she was contemplating Ema sneaky sunk into Marco's lap and sat down.

She nuzzled her plum cheeks into Marco's lap. She was blatantly teasing the man trying to get him excited.

Ema was grateful, she heard how Marco stepped forward to defend Diya and her unconscious self. Although she woke up midway through Marco and Lucifer's clash, she was still amazed by the power the two displayed.

Knowing how strong her husband was incredibly intoxicating. Instinctively she wanted to take her husband at that very moment, but she wasn’t an exhibitionist. So she did her best to hold back.

She felt on cloud nine thinking how such a powerful man was so kind and loving towards her. She now wanted to show her gratitude and what better way than to show her love.

As she knew she needed to be modest, she began feeding him some snacks. Trying to placate her lust for the time being.

Seeing his wife acting so cute Marco’s heart couldn't help but melt. He opened his mouth to eat the snack, immediately after he took hold of a pastry and started feeding her too.

The two slowly exchanged kisses midway this back and forth making Diya incredibly jealous.

She bit her lip in jealousy thinking about how she wanted to join the pair. When she started plotting her alone time with Marco, she saw him looking loving at her.

He gestured to her to come by lightly slapping his thigh inviting her to the fun.

Diya's eyes flash with excitement immediately jumping into him. She lovingly hugged the man while enveloping him in a deep and passionate kiss.

After they separated a repeat of what happened with Ema occurred. The three were loving feeding each other with Ema and Diya periodically kissing Marco.

As Aphrodite sat silently thinking, while the three were in their own world. As they lovingly fed each other snacks while cuddling as though no one else was in the room.

The three were blatantly ignoring the ‘deeply’ thinking Aphrodite.

Hearing the commotion Aphrodite was trying her best to become air. She even as a goddess of love didn't know how to get the trio to stop.

She felt incredibly awkward now with all her past experience being pointless. Although jealous ll she could do was pout internally while trying to ignore the trio.

She knew as the goddess of love that this was not a stage she could easily intrude in, less she wants to seem petty. Something she desperately tried not to do as she wanted the trio to have a good impression of her.

What they showed was something she clearly wanted but couldn't find. Now even though she knew roughly what the trio did to nurture their love she couldn't do anything about it.

What they had was a compilation of experience melded to create their dynamic. This was not something manipulation can garner but extreme trust in each other.

Meetings 2

Aphrodite, although wanting to stop the trio, couldn't help but observe from the side of jealousy.

She sighed internally, though she was extremely awkward in this pink atmosphere she still is happy for Ema and Diya. The reason?

Almost every powerful being in the supernatural world didn't care for love. They mainly paid attention to their own navels focusing on accumulating power.

She could only think of one example of a loving couple but that was eons ago. She knew Inti the Incan sun god and his wife Mama quilla were always harmonious.

But who knew if they were still as harmonious as they were then. This example was only seen by Aphrodite herself long ago. As humans evolve, change and adapt so do the gods.

Ignoring the random thoughts shooting through her mind, Aphrodite was panicking quite a bit.

She desperately began thinking, she needed a way out of this awkward situation. No matter what, no one likes being a third wheel.

That includes even the weirdest and dimmest beings in existence. At least due to her panic she forgot some degenerates from her own pantheon. Cough ‘Zeus…’

Racking her brain for a few minutes she finally thought of a solution. “I know I can call some of my contacts to make them stop their lovely practice.”

She thought in jealousy and relief. Immediately she fished in-between her twin peaks and pulled out a phone.

Normally she would seductively fish it out to garner attention but as she was completely ignored the act was mute.

She immediately began searching through her contacts, she was trying to find friendly and simultaneously powerful gods. When she saw Takemikazuchi’s name she immediately felt that the man was perfect to train Ema.

She immediately began her plan and called the god of storms and purposely put it on speaker. Hearing the ringing the trio stopped and looked neutrally at Aphrodite.

They were a little annoyed that their fun time was interrupted by the goddess.

They completely forgot that they were seeking help from said goddess. As they all listened to the loud ringing of the phone Aphrodite sighed internally in relief.

She was extremely uncomfortable being caught in that sickeningly sweet atmosphere.

This was a lie, she wanted it but just couldn't find herself such a relationship. The goddess lied to herself to mask her loneliness.

The moment the ringing stopped the gruff voice spoke “hello new phone who this?” This reply left everyone stunned.

Takemikazuchi

“Takemikazuchi I know it's you!” Aphrodite practically screamed at her phone. The woman face distorted as veins popped in her eyes her hair flying around.

“Yar yar yar, what do you want Aphrodite? I'm quite busy you know.”

In a traditional Japanese room takemikazuchi was laying on his side reading manga. He was so lazy that he didn’t bother to stop reading as he spoke to Aphrodite.

Knowing the lazy god, Aphrodite didn't believe for a second that he was truly busy.

The day this god was busy was either during the literal end of the world or war. Takemikazuchi although was a war hungry battle junky he was quite stagnant. He would either train or relax in his room.

Most likely he was doing something he was interested in or lying on his back asleep. If only she knew how right she was at that moment.

“Cough”, moving on.

“I need you to train my friend, can you do it?” Aphrodite asked, ignoring the crunching sounds coming from Takemikazuchi. “Hmmmfdsmmsm” A weird wound was heard from the phone.

“Can you stop chewing before you speak” Aphrodite narrowed her eyes, she knew that this god didn't care about anything other than his entertainment and his sword.

Hearing a hard swallow and a contented sigh from the phone Aphrodite felt her patience being tested. Veins snapped across her beautiful fave, just before she completely lost it a serious voice was heard. “Who do you want me to train?”

Takemikazuchi asked seriously, the mere idea that he will have the opportunity to mold a potential warrior was quite interesting. It has been a few decades since he last took in a student.

“She is my friend, her name is Ema. Just a warning: I will kill you if you try to lay a hand on her.”

Hearing Aphrodite Takemikazuchi broke out in a cold sweat, hearing he would have a female disciple was quite exciting. Who knows maybe he would finally have some female attention in a few hundred years.

Yes the god was somewhat of a recluse, he mainly trained and cared for his entertainment. He gave up chasing Kichijoten, his pantheon's goddess of beauty.

He tried to chase the goddess a few hundred years back but was heartbroken when she and Susanoo got together.

“You have my word Aphrodite, I won't lay a hand on her, so relax ok?” Aphrodite only remained silent, this silence made Takemikazuchi panic.

He didn't want to curse into impotence. “I swear that I will not do anything funny with her, I swear it on Amaterasu Omikami.” Aphrodite sighed and continued “Ok I will trust you……. For now”

Planning Training

After talking to Takemikazuchi Aphrodite called a few other gods. After she told them their situation some rejected while some were simply too busy.

After searching for around half an hour she finally secured two gods to train Diya and Marco.

Diya would train under another Shinto goddess known as Benizaten. She was a well known goddess of war and culture.

She was a very well loved goddess as her music is always sought after. Marco would be training with a god of death, Thanatos was quite excited after hearing he would meet a fellow scythe user.

As it was widely known, a scythe in the right hands was extremely lethal. In almost all other cases it was useless. Afterall it was a massive weapon that needs mastery to show lethality.

The last being that Thanatos met that was equal to him in scythe master was the horseman of death. That demon was a true monster when handling his signature scythe.

Just when Aphrodite was reminiscing about how monsterous the horseman of death and Thanatos are with a scythe, her phone rang.

When she looked at it she saw the being least likely to call her. She was honestly quite surprised, she remembered that this god swore that he would have nothing to do with her in the past.

Curious, she picked up the phone hearing an ancient and deep and powerful voice. “Aphrodite I want to meet the man that just went toe to toe with Lucifer.

I will be in my temple. so send him her…” Before the god could finish his ‘request’ Aphrodite interrupted him.

“Excuse me? Do you think I'm your gopher? If you want something, do it yourself.” She coldly stated before hanging up the phone.

Staring blankly at his cellphone in shock was a blue skinned man with light purple eyes. The gods' presence exuded pure power and with waves of destruction.

Though his irritation grew towards Aphrodite he knew her actions were justified.

He still remembered that he slighted her in the past. Knowing his error he still sent spies to observe the goddess to find an opportunity to apologize.

It was a shame that though years past he still couldn’t find the right time to apologise.

It was quite a loss to cut contact with a goddess like Aphrodite. Her contacts alone made her incredibly valuable, her other charm was her literal charm.

If the woman so wanted to, a nation could fall due to her sole influence. Only beings that with concepts opposing hers or possesses power eclipsing hers can resist or stop her charm.

These facts alone show the mistakes of simply alienating from Aphrodite.

Shiva the god of destruction

The blue skinned man sat on his throne thinking about his next steps. He was contemplating until he remembered that Marco was going to train with Thanatos.

He knew that Thanatos owed him a favour in the past so now he decides to claim it.

“Come” His voice echoed throughout his palace. Not even a second passed until six servants appeared and knelt before him.

“What is your order my lord” the six immediately spoke. Like a picture of perfect servants they remained still untill their lord's orders were spoken.

“I will head to the Greek underworld for a while. I want you all to take care of the things in my palace. If Indra asks, tell him I'm settling some business personally.”

Shiva knew that Indra would definitely look for him.

They were good drinking buddies after all. They tend to relax in a garden sipping tea. Typically the two would play Chaturanga, an ancient version of chess or simply talk about their day.

The two were always working and relaxing together. As god king Indra had many tasks he would split with Shiva.

The duo tend to tackle many issues together resulting in their pantheon being one of the most united and subsequently among the strongest.

Though Indra was the god king Shiva was stronger. He is the strongest male god amongst the current pantheons.

Thus far the only being that triumphs him in power is Kali, his pantheon goddess of destruction.

Her level of power was simply frightening in comparison he felt like his power was insignificant in comparison to her.

In the past around à thousands years ago Shiva asked for a friendly duel with Kali. The goddess accepted but the results shocked his entire pantheon.

In the duel as Kali released her power everything was simply destroyed.

That showcase of power was simply frightening, the amount of power produced in that simple demonstration from Kali made the fight into a life or death ordeal for Shiva.

Shiva was confident that he was strong but standing against Kali made only one thought enter his mind “What have i done.”

Although he saw that he was outclassed in terms of divinity he still tried to fight. He wanted to glimpse into the chasm that differentiated them.

The result was he defeat, Shiva was extremely strong but having someone that could match him physically and outclassed him in sheer power.

The results were clear from the start, knowing this now Shiva was exploring around, visiting other pantheons to learn and potentially improve his power.

The moment he heard the system talking to Marco he sent out his subordinated to locate the mysterious being.

To his surprise that search yielded him more that he bargain for. First that being where he later learnt was called Marco showed power on terms or already slightly greater than himself.

Though it was clear that his mastery was amateurish at best he was shocked with the report saying that Gaia was made to submit to him.

GAIA the most vengeful PRIMORDIAL GOD he knew was made to SUBMIT.

He had the feat of beating Loki senseless, the man casually sent the annoying tricker god onto the moon with a kick and messed with him the whole while.

He had the feat of making the arrogant Loki retreat. After he did that not even a week passed until he fought Lucifer Morningstar.

This monster that came out of nowhere was tackling treats that would make high level gods flee in terror with his head held high. To Shiva’s subordinates credit all this information was leaked due to Aphrodite.

After the woman made several calls boasting that her friend’s husband beat Loki and is now looking for a training partner the whole supernatural world was now abuzz.

Everyone now began to investigate who exactly was Aphrodite’s mysterious friend. All anyone knew was that Lucifer was in hell spreading the news that there is a being that can fight him that is the husband of the general of fog.

This started a whole separate issue but is a story for another day.

Shiva the god of destruction 2

Frankly Shiva was extremely impressed with the performance of this new variable. Now that he learnt of his accomplishments he honestly wanted to spar with Marco.

The goal of catching and surpassing Kali at the back of his mind.

Shiva rose from his throne and began descending. “Tell me where is this, Marco headed to?” His question was immediately answered by one of his attendants.

Informing him that he is headed to Greek hell for training with Thanatos.

This answer made Shiva crack a smile. To him typically the strong will be lazy and remain stagnant, but it seems Marco is not ignorant to the world and is actively seeking strength.

He hummed softly contemplating exactly what his next move should be. On one hand if he ‘visited’ Marco now he may earn Aphrodite’s ire.

But on the other hand an opportunity as good as this may not pop up anytime soon.

As he strolled towards his chambers contemplating his choices a melodious voice called out to him.

Before him he saw his peace, home and love a beauty light chocolate skinned woman stood before him.

The woman standing at around 185 centimeters tall had stunning ruby red lips, luscious jet black hair dressed in a rose red Sari walked towards Shiva.

When she neared him, Parvati immediately spread her arms and hugged Shiva.

Returning the gesture Shiva hugged his beloved wife, “How are you my dear? I recalled you went to the human world in disguise for a shopping trip.”

Shiva asked lovingly as he stroked his beauty wife’s jet black hair.

“No worries dear, it was a fun trip, I even bought back some items like spices, clothing and nic nacs I thought you might like.”

Parvati surrendered herself fully into her husbands embrace. The sweet smile adorning her face was a magical sight to behold.

Some of their attendance even felt hit by the two.

“Sometimes being single was not such a bad thing” they tried to comfort themselves while others with spouses or are attached found this scene simply beautiful.

The goddess of devotion, harmony and motherhood was widely loved.

“Come my honey I have something that I wish to discuss with you.” Seeing the look in her husbands eyes Parvati understood the underlying message and nodded.

They both separate from each other and walked to their chambers.

The moment they arrived Shiva began to tell her all about the being that recently caught his attention.

He fully had the intention of contacting him but is currently worried about the harm he might cause between his relationship with Aphrodite.

Parvati was not happy when she heard the part about Aphrodite but could only swallow her resentment.

She was fully aware of how vast the goddess’s network was. Few in the supernatural world had her kinds of connections let alone her charm.

Aphrodite was inherently dangerous due to these two factors alone. On one hand she could call a few of her countless simps to fight her battles for the chance of her attention.

On the other hand she herself could make anyone into a submissive puppy that would willing do her bidding with no resistance.

She closely listened to her husband but still leaked her annoyance. Knowing how his wife was feeling Shiva sighed internally while hugging her and continued more gently.

After his description he looked at his wife to hear her opinion. Parvati sighed as she bagan explaining her point of view.

The Training Begins

After setting up the training partners for each individual Aphrodite told each person to go their separate ways.

Marco’s destination being Sparti Greece, he was to meet Thanatos in a restaurant the next day.

Ema and Diya’s destination are Japan, Diya needed to make her way to Okinawa’s kabira bay.

Ema’s destination was Aizuwakamatsu’s Tsurage castle, the duo headed there with Aphrodite.

According to the goddess, “I trust Benizaten, she is a simple woman but I don’t trust Takemikazuchi.” When the trio heard this comment Marco initiated “Why is that so?”

The reply he got made him worried. “I mean do you trust a guy that is extremely pent up looking for decent fight?”

This was an extremely misleading comment, as Aphrodite was worried about how Takemikazuchi would fight.

But what Marco heard was completely different, to him it sounded like Ema was being sent to become his ‘toy’.

Though he was not entirely wrong but that Ema would be facing certain peril training with Takemikazuchi.

Marco’s eyes darken glaring at Aphrodite, his next action sent shivers down Aphrodite’s spine.

In a deep demonic voice his power leaked destroying the portion of the mansion they were in. “Explain Aphrodite, WHAT EXACTLY DID YOU SIGN MY WIFE UP FOR?”

Marco was extremely protective now, who wouldn’t be after hearing Aphrodite’s terrible and misleading description.

Seeing Marco’s attitude made Ema’s heart flutter. She was glad that her darling was concerned about her, even going to the extent of ‘threatening’ Aphrodite.

Aphrodite was confused why Marco was so irritated but after a brief reflection of what she said she face palmed.

“Shit” She cursed and immediately raised her hands up in a surrendering pose. “I miss spoke, please calm down and let me clarify, ok…?”

All she got was Marco’s increasing cold glare, he would not let his wife go to his doom.

He instinctively wanted to protect Ema but he knew he was too weak, the recent fight with Lucifer proved that. As he was wrestling with himself internally Aphrodite continued.

“Takemikazuchi is not well know to hold back during training sessions. In the past he had taken up many students but few could survive his next to hellish training.

The cases where his students improved was almost guaranteed but there was always a high chance that they would have their mentality broken.”

Aphrodite continued to describe Takemikazuchi’s training trying to clear the misunderstanding she created. As she described only a worried expression grew on Marco’s face.

He turned to look at Ema as if asking if she was fine experience that training.

But when he saw her face he felt stunned, on Ema’s face only determination could be seen. She wanted such training, it was nice that Marco cared so much for her but it hurt her pride to be so weak.

It was humiliating for her to be saved by Marco without being able to fight back herself. Yes the enemy was simply in a different league but that was no excuse to Ema.

She wanted to grow stronger no matter the cost.

She wanted to be able to protect her love instead of him stepping in risking his life for her sake.

Her determination to protect Marco was clearly felt, it was surreal how determined she was. Usually she was extremely carefree similar to a cat.

Only seeking Marco’s affection whenever she had the chance. It was to the point that Diya had to separate the two to slot herself in.

But now this carefree version of her disappeared replaced by a warrior that is hell bent on becoming stronger no matter the cost.

The Training Begins 2

Seeing Ema’s determination Marco felt lost, he wanted to protect her but seeing her determination he could only let her try.

He stopped releasing his power and sighed, gently holding Ema’s face he turned it towards his, while gently gazing into her eyes.

His gentle gaze made Ema’s determination grow further, seeing that her eyes were firm he asked the obvious. Asking in a pained voice “My dear…, are you sure this is what you want?”

She held his hands with hers, flashing a dazzling smile slowly nodding. At this moment no words were needed it was all too clear to see her determination.

Though Marco was happy with how determined Ema was to do something, he couldn’t help but worry.

Seeing the atmosphere calming down Aphrodite took the chance to jump in. “That’s why I will be accompanying her, I will personally ensure that Takemikazuchi will not take things too far.”

Hearing Aphrodite’s support, Marco reluctantly nodded and gave his consent. “Please be safe my dear, if you are in trouble just shout my name and I will rush to you no matter where you are.”

Stroking Ema’s head he continued “Just promise me that you will be safe please.” Hearing Marco’s earnest request Ema nodded and spoke “I will return stronger, and this time I will protect you my darling.”

Hearing those word Marco’s heart melted as he took her into his embrace.

Taking full advantage of this situation Ema also fully embraced her husband. They stayed like this for a while until Diya coughed.

Diya pointed at Aphrodite while speaking “I know that this bitch’s word were extremely misleading an all but don’t ignore me. Ema is not the only one that will be training you know.”

Marco heart completely melted seeing the furious pouting Diya, he glanced at Ema separating them. He then disappeared, reappearing behind Diya while she was still pouting.

The moment he disappeared she was confused with where Marco went off to but the next second she felt bliss.

Marco scoped her up like a princess tightly embracing her. He slowly brought his face to the flushed face of Diya “I’m worried about you too you know.”

He rubbed his face on Diya’s while emphasising “If it were up to me you guys wouldn’t need to fight but this world is not ideal…”

Before Marco could finish his sentence Diya kissed him passionately. Marco was surprised with Diya’s sudden boldness.

Usually she was more reserved she perfectly fit the archetype of a shy girlfriend.

With her sudden bold action only a stunned Marco was left, she separated her lips from his. Her eyes became excessively loving as she held his face.

“I know, I know. You don’t need to say anything, we your wives understand how you are.”

She stepped off her husbands embrace, a perfect picture of a queen determined to protect her people. “Darling we want to protect you too.”

She hugged him and continued “I was painful to watch you fight Lucifer you know. I understand how if you could both Ema and I wouldn’t need to fight. It is the exact same from our point of view you dummy.”

Hearing his wife’s words, he simply looked at Ema only to see her nodding softly. Realising that his wives were also extremely worried about him he felt sweet yet sour.

All he could do now was to except that they were too weak and desperately needed strength.

The Training Beings 3

The couple separated, after Marco sighed with his wives giggling at his antics Ema spoke. “We have our destinations. Now lets make our way there, we will all return stronger.

Powerful enough that nobody would cross us without the resolve to be exterminated.”

Ema all the while showed a determined face, her back ramrod straight. Her image projecting a wife going to war to protect her family.

Similar smiles broke across the faces of Diya and Marco before they all nodded.

With this simple nod they all left for their separate locations. The moment they left Aphrodite was mercilessly kidnapped by Ema, she was now contemplating what exactly she did to deserve this treatment.

After one second of reflection all she could do was face palm as the whole situation from start to finish was her doing.

Before she could curse she found herself zooming across the ocean in the direction of Aizuwakamatsu.

Next to her was a zooming Diya, all she could do was be silently kidnapped to atone for her sins.

She knew that her intervention typically caused chaos but the situation she found herself in was quite awe inspiring.

Yes, though she wanted to help the trio with all she has to preserve their dynamic she was also psychologically exhausted.

As a goddess of beauty she never felt so awkward in her life. At first it was being ignored by the group.

But the truly exhausting part for her was that the trio she caused trouble for showed their love for each other non-stop.

It was till the extent that even for a goddess of love she felt strangely uncomfortable witnessing such a display of pure love.

As Aphrodite was contemplating her life choices Diya and Ema arrived in the country of Japan.

The appeared above the city of Nemuro, seeing that they reached Japan they immediately turned to each other.

“Let’s return stronger to protect our husband.” Diya declared her words filled with conviction and resolve. She stretched out her hand for a high five waiting for Ema.

Ema seeing this gesture smiled and returned her high five. “Off course we will, this time Marco will be able to leave the protection to us.”

Ema couldn’t help but nod before turning to face Aizuwakamatsu, muttering “Let’s give this everything we got.”

Before kicking her feet, like a missile Ema blasted of with Aphrodite towards her location.

The citizens in the city couldn’t help but feel stunned, there were loud sonic booms even though no one could see any planes.

Majority were confused until the ones that saw Diya screamed.

“Oh my god, is that a goddess!” People started to scream and looked up. As some were taking out their phones to record the stupendous sight Diya disappeared.

In her wake sonic booms echoed as she headed to Okinawa.

Little did the two know that due to this simple action a ‘cult’ started to form due to their presence.

To make things worse for Diya a few blurry photos taken from CCTV’s were used as a mode of worship towards her, much to her dismay