Chapter 34: Chapter XXXIII: A God’s Eternal Plan (9)

Previously

“Mmn.”

The Demon God released her ocular ability, eyes returning back to it’s magenta color. A gentle smile came up to her face when she saw how Willow tousled and mumbled in her arms like a baby. “Adorable.” Now that she was closely looking at him, without any Celestial annoyance, she could now clearly see that he indeed held her soul. 

She sniffed his neck. Smelt like her too. Honestly, in all of his incarnations, other than his first, this was the longest she’d been with him. Perhaps her first sister’s godly curse was weakening? Regardless, she wasn’t one to ignore a chance when presented with one. 

“Mine,” She held the frame of his small face, swooning inwardly at how his entire face fit in one palm. Oh, how many wars had been incited due to this beauty? How many heads rolled to lay a claim on this body? To think that the simple, pure soul resting on her arms was the cause of a heavenly war and her banishment to the nethers.

This time, it would go different. She promised.

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The Demon God knew instinctively that this era and incarnation of his would be the one. Her hands trembled as her body shook —something not even her first sister could do and yet it was so easy for Willow, for her lover.

Before she could go further however, a voice resounded throughout the forest, enveloping all four cardinal directions. “What are you doing in my forest?”

The Demon God’s eyes however never left Willow’s face. She continued to play with him, nudging his cheeks and loving how he reacted in his sleep. 

This time, the voice appeared from behind her, “We had a contract.” The Demon God didn’t have to look back to know that the voice behind her was just a trick, an illusion. But, she never liked being reprimanded.

“[Greed],” This time she didn’t hold back. One second. One second was all it took for the tentacles of destruction to appear from beneath her, propelling around her body clockwise before launching anti-clockwise akin to a whiplash, utterly destroying any nearby forestry and beasts in an instant. It looked like someone had deforested everything in a hundred meter radius, leaving nothing but an expanse of land, terraformed into a treeless plain.

“You know this does nothing,” The voice sounded out again as with another simple second, everything that had been destroyed came back into being as if sending a message that the Demon God’s actions were futile. “This is my domain.”

“I know,” The Demon God replied, eyes still never leaving her lover’s face. “I just wanted to send a message.”

“Which is?” The voice asked, this time sounding a few octaves lower.

The Demon God snapped her fingers. The entire forest suddenly turned dark, the sun blocked as a red moon arose, turning this domain into hers. “A reminder.” 

“. . .”

For the moment, silence remained in the Demon God’s domain before a sigh was heard, as her domain shattered like glass–with her consent of course as the scenery of trees and grass appeared again. The voice almost sounded exasperated, and absolutely tired with the Demon God’s antics. 

“Why have you come, Nyx?” This time the voice wasn’t hidden behind magic, as the Demon God finally looked up from Willow’s features. 

There, in front of her, stood a sister of hers who had stupidly chosen to fall from heaven, a hand on her hip, dressed in a simple tunic and leather garb that had been enchanted with runes strong enough to withstand a meteor, and masterful enough to make the elves blush. 

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“A thousand years it’s been Ivanka,” The Demon God smiled wistfully. “A thousand years and you still looked the same. Do you not tire of the same looks?”

Ivanka only scoffed at that. Godly beings like them weren’t limited by mortal constructs such as gender, sex nor conceptual thoughts meant to govern the common. If she so much as wished, she could transform into a griffin or a dragon and fly out to the sky. But, she had chosen her current look because she felt it’d suit her best. 

An elven woman, of the highest ancient. With a scar just right above her silver eyes in the shape of teardrops, long moon-colored hair that had been ruefully straightened and a lithe, muscular female body that looked more optimized for acrobatics  than combat, she could say that she was a rustic blend between the typical, pristine elf and a rowdy female barbarian. 

“You know the importance of this skin to me,” Ivanka shook her head. The two of them were now close enough in distance that she finally noticed the little ball of mortal in her sister’s arms. “Who’s the little girl?”

“Boy,” The Demon God corrected and enjoyed the surprised look on her sister’s otherwise stoic face. “As I’ve said before, I laid waste to the town that birthed the Celestial Hero.”

“So, he has returned?” Ivanka asked and felt like she had seen this mortal’s soul somewhere, a soul that smelled like honey, maple, rainbows, and. . .something else. 

“She. She has returned again,” The Demon God smiled. “She might be the strongest incarnation yet.”

Ivanka let out a rare smirk, folding her twitching arms. “Hmph.” 

Nyx cut her off by saying, “Not as strong as you. . .yet.” She could only shake her head as Ivanka looked disappointed. Thousands of years she had known Ivanka, and not once had she heard of a time when her sister, well that side of her sister, wasn’t a blood-thirsty battle maniac. Oh, she remembered the days when little Ivanka challenged her. The memories.

Ivanka pointed at Willow. “So when are you getting to him?”

Nyx snapped her fingers, invoking [Greed] and manipulating the tentacles as she strung them together until it became a make-shift bed of darkness. She gently set Willow down before turning her full attention to Ivanka. Another snap of her finger and two seats of darkness appeared.

Nyx nodded at the chairs. “If you will,” She said. Ivanka grunted but otherwise sat down on the chair opposite to her sister. Suddenly, a round table appeared before them. With Ivanka’s help, two wooden cups formed from the bark of a nearby tree before, said tree filled the cups with it’s fluid.

Nyx drank first and sighed in exhilaration. “So soothing, like the taste of morning dew.” She shook the wooden cup. “You’ve outdone yourself.” Then she saw the impatient look on Ivanka’s face. 

She smiled and drank from the cup again. Then, she placed it down and looked into Ivanka’s stoic, silver eyes. “. . .You’re confused. You smelt him and you just can’t remember when. Or, where.”

“Right,” Ivanka replied. She wasn’t that shocked with her sister’s ability to descry simply from a slight shift in her features. It’d be weird for the Demon God to not have such a mortal ability. “And?” Ivanka almost rolled her eyes when she saw Nyx reach for her drink again. Another thing she remembered about her sister was how dearly she loved theatrics. . .and suspense.

“Do you still not understand?” Nyx covered her mouth, stopping herself from chuckling when Ivanka’s eyebrows knitted tight in concentration. Then, she figured it out. 

“No,” Ivanka was absolutely baffled. “This early?”

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