Chapter 4: Prologue 4: Mutual Benifets

After my and Pyra's little battle we laid down on top of her desk, both half naked.

She was currently nibbling on my index finger while I held her in my arms. It had been like this for around five minutes before she finally broke the silence.

"I guess I should release you now..." She said no doubt saddened that the fun had ended. 

And that is when my mind regained the clarity I didn't even know it lost. Suddenly the realization of everything hit me all at once.

I was dead, and the woman in my arms claimed to be a Goddess.

If she truly were a Goddess then that meant I was, without a doubt, deceased. And if I was truly dead then that meant this was the afterlife, or part of it. And if this was the afterlife, then that meant I couldn't make my harem...

Suddenly I sprang up, throwing Pyra off of me and onto the floor, and started taking a good look around. For the first time I realized there were no doors, nor windows, in this office-esque room. Just walls lined with white boards, posters, filling cabinets, and other boring things.

Looking back at Pyra I could feel my face tensing up. I was pissed beyond belief, but more so worried.

"Where are we?! What the fuck did you do to my head?!" I practically screamed out, my voice cracking as tears threatened to leave my eyes.

I only had one dream in my life, and I put it off until my eighteenth birthday, forming an official harem. But I died that day and couldn't fulfill my wish.

Pyra stood up and flames suddenly sprouted around her. Despite myself I reached my hand outwards to try and save her, before realizing the flames had already dissipated and clothes formed around her previously nude form.

"I suppose it's time we talk" she said, in such a manner I almost wanted to kneel. Her words were elegant, and her voice a soothing bell that made my worries disappear. It was almost as if the girl I spent the last eight hours fucking never even existed.

While I was lost in thought Pyra had already sat behind her desk, which had somehow been cleaned of our filth.

"I will start at the beginning. When I told you I was a Goddess of Fire, I was only half truthful. I am also a Goddess of Love and the Heart."

While she spoke I slowly approached the chair that had formed out of nothing in front of me, and sat down.

"Is that why..." I trailed off due to the fact my thoughts were everywhere. If she was a Goddess of Love, making me fall for her would be childs play.

"Yes I seduced you with my powers. I had no choice."

I silently contemplated her words.

'She must of had a reason right? Wait no... that's her influence, shit she's still in my head!'

I looked up glaring at her, to which she sighed. "Due to how long you were under my influence there will be some lasting effects. Although they aren't permanent, they are quite powerful."

Before I could speak she continued on, "Listen I need your help, in return I will bring you somewhere that you can build a Harem of your own. What's more is you won't be born with the metaphorical golden spoon in your mouth and will have to work to get what you want."

...

Silence fell over the room.

'She's lying.'

'This is our chance!'

'She's done nothing but lie.'

'We can finally be happy!'

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'You are dead. There is no harem for you. No happiness. Just the abyss.'

'What more can you lose?! Take the leap of faith! This is everything you have ever wanted!'

Looking straight into Pyra's eyes I said, "Explain. I'll decide then."

Her next words were simply unbelievable, yet a small part of me wanted to believe it was true.

Pyra went into depth about the afterlife and how it operates. As it turns out whatever religion a person believed in would alter how the afterlife would work for them. Which meant Heaven and Hell, Vallhalla and Hel, and every other alteration existed. Including reincarnation and/or transmigration.

Typically souls don't get to choose, and are instead sent straight to their afterlife, however my case was different. Pyra explained how I was a perfect "vessel" for her, and how she would like to ride in my soul through to a different world.

"You still haven't explained why you want to leave this place, nor why you tricked me into having sex with you." I said. I didn't take her words at face value, but I also couldn't detect a single trace of deception in them.

"I want to leave because they treat me like a slave. Dealing with souls and paperwork all day everyday for years on end just for a couple months of break and to do it all over again. I'm... Tired."

It was reasonable enough. I myself wouldn't wish a fare like that upon my worst enemy. Actually I would, but for dramatic effect I'm gonna say I wouldn't.

"And for the deception?" 

Pyra was silent for a few seconds. I could see a healthy blush appearing on her face for only a moment before she turned away.

"Because I like you..." She practically muttered, but it didn't escape my ears.

To be truthful I had deceived countless naive girls into bed with me before, so I wasn't actually that mad. But I was incredibly shocked. Very few people could lie to me, much less trick me into sleeping with them. I chalked it up to her powers.

I then had a sudden realization.

"Pyra if I'm dead... How the fuck was I able to produce sperm?" There was one of two possibilities. I wasn't truly dead, but instead being lied to again. Or she somehow prepared it beforehand, like how she created clothes and chairs out of nothing.

Based on the much more vibrant blush on her face, which had spread to her ears, I had my answer.

"Hmm. Tell me how you did it, and I might agree to this plan of yours." I teased her.

"This room is my domain, so I can do almost anything..."

"And why were you moaning like there was no tomorrow? I have confidence in my abilities, but even I can't cause a woman to do that."

Still refusing to look at me, and my sadistic smile, she answered, "...It's because I'm in a spiritual form, and the p-pleasure was sent to my soul."

This confused me because, as far as I knew, I was also in a spiritual form. Pyra must of seen my confusion because she continued explaining a bit.

"It's different for men and women... Men get more lustful instead of sensitive."

This only brought me more questions than answers. Wasn't she the reason for my lust? After asking she reminded me she was a Goddess of Love and Heart, not Lust. Which meant I made a fatal misconception in my confusion. 

I kept asking her questions tied to sexual acts, and she hesitantly answered all of them. Turns out she was a virgin before meeting me which surprised me since she didn't have a hymen, nor did she bleed. The reason she didn't have a hymen was because Goddesses didn't need one.

After a few more dirty questions we finally got down to business.

"Now then, let's talk about how the hell we are going to pull this off.

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