It was supposed to be a clean and easy fight, but it turned into a bloody massacre. How did I get here. and where was she? That small nymph who brought me here, her hair was like fiery embers and her eyes, like a jagged wave. I have so many questions, and so little time. Even now I could feel the poison starting to take. It wasn't supposed to end like this, not alone anyway. That wicked bitch set me up! This all could've been avoided had I not gone into that tavern in Windschmidt.. Now it can't be helped, and he's coming. A sinister presence let itself be known as the air turned to frost. A shadowy figure holding a scythe now stood before me. I must be pretty special to have had the king of Hell himself make an appearance for me. To my right the Dragon king lay in pieces, blood was everywhere. I chuckled to myself, and let it be known that I was ready for what came next. The Shadow drew back its scythe and the sound it made as it sprang back was unmistakable.
It truly did sound like thousands of damned souls screaming to be set free. The Shadow spoke upon the wind, similar to a sinister whisper. Do you have any last words Wyvern slayer? The pain was increasing in my chest, the poison had settled in my lungs. It must've been a miracle to experience what it said next. The Reaper stared at me dead in the eye and began to laugh. "You wish to fight once more, eh slayer?"
I spat out blood and muttered, "you bet your ass I do." Intrigued, the Reaper let loose a sinister cackle. "If I continue to let you fight, what in turn will you give me?" I was astonished, the Devil himself, Thanatos, was bargaining with me. "I know there is only one thing that interests you." I said. Thanatos smiled. "Oh, and whatever could that be?" "I want nothing more than to continue quenching my thirst for blood, and so I offer to you, my soul and devotion. If that means I get to continue my killing spree, then to you I give everything." "Don't get sappy on me you little shit. I'm intrigued by your offer, though I feel as though my pockets are feeling a tad light." "You want money, that can be arranged." Thanatos groaned. I'm the God of Death, I have no need for spare change dumbass.
What I mean is, I want you to harvest souls for me. I've grown weak since my battle with Zeus, and quite frankly I want to teach him a lesson." You are to go to Olympus and harvest for me, the souls of various Gods Goddeses of my choosing." In return I will gift you eternal life and all the whores you could ever dream of." You are to become my apprentice, Vestrael. Don't get this twisted however, you will not be taking over my throne."
" I accept your terms, but I have only one more favor to ask. Thanatos sighed. "You are in no position to ask any more of me and quite frankly, I don't have time for your petty insolence. Do you accept the terms or not?" He boomed. "Very well, I accept." The skies turned blood red, and an intricate dagger appeared in Thanatos' skeletal claws. The bottom of the hilt looked as though it was to be filled. He beckoned me to come closer. With the last bit of strength I had, I crawled to his side. A contract appeared in midair, and with it a blood-red quill. "This dagger is one of the items you will use to extract the divinity from your first target, the Goddess of Love, Aphrodite. Without a second thought, I grabbed the quill, and looked around for the inkwell. Thanatos boomed. "Insolent mortal, the ink you are to use is your own that flows through your veins!" He slashed at my arm with his claws and my blood began to pour. "Now, dip the quill in your ink and we'll get this over with!" As I signed my life over, Thanatos was grinning from ear hole to ear hole. A flask appeared on his hands. "Drink this and it will make you immortal." Thanatos calmly said. He sneered as I grabbed the flask. It smelt of manure. "You don't actually expect me to drink this, do you? It smells like the pig pen back home." If there was ever a time that a skeleton's eyes could roll it would be just then. Thanatos groaned in agony, like I just shived him in the gut. "Just drink the vial so I can be on my way." "Bottoms up." The after taste was horrid, but it was gone... and so was Thanatos.
My First Assignment
After he had gone, the dagger dropped to the earth below and made a piercing sound as it fell. It sounded similar to Thanatos' scythe being swung back, but this dagger moaned as it fell. "Well that was unexpected and erotic. What the Hell does the King of Hell do in his spare time anyway?" I felt my chest and to my amazement the wound had gone as if it never happened, and my skin felt tougher. A lustful thought crossed his mind. "That blade did this to me, I guess it can't be helped." He began unbuckling himself, but noticed something was different. His jaw dropped at the sight. "That son of a bitch took away my rod. I look like a fucking Ken doll!" *Sinister laughter could be heard in the distance* The sky darkened once again, the ground opened up, and up came Thanatos, but this time sipping on what appeared to be an ethereal mixture. "I figured you could use a laugh Vest, but clearly I was wrong. I offered to you all the whores you could ask for, but I guess that meant you still wanted your manhood." Thanatos Scoffed. "Well how do you expect me to fuck to my heart's content without the proper tool?" I was furious. "I hear pegging is popular in this country, maybe you could try that? He handed me a vial. " Anyway, just drink this and you'll be back to being a manwhore. It's boring in Hell, you see, and I just figured we could both use a laugh." Thanatos said apologetically. "You have a sick sense of humor then, Satan." I snapped back. I downed the mixture without a second thought. "Well, nothing's happening, now what?" "Give it a second, it will work." He replied.
Just then a light enveloped Vestrael's body. His body went limp. " damnit, I can't move." "That means it's working." Thanatos said. I heard a popping sound in my jeans, there it was. After regaining mobility, I didn't know whether to punch him or thank him. So I glared as I muttered a weak 'thank you'. Thanatos shrugged. "Curious, why does this dagger sound like a bitch in heat when swung?" "Ah, that is the cardinal sin Dagger, specifically Lust." You are to use it to kill Aphrodite. Give her a taste of her own medicine. By that I mean, seduce her, do what you will with her and when she's been satisfied take this dagger to her heart.
My eyes widened. I couldn't believe that I had the opportunity to fuck the Goddess of Love, and kill the bitch. "It must be my lucky day." I exclaimed. "Don't get cocky, jackass. She may be the Goddess of Lust, but that doesn't mean she'll lay with you just because you ask. You must offer to her something of great meaning to you. Perhaps a memory of a loved one, she eats that shit up; literally." Puzzled I looked to him for an answer. "She'll literally dine on your memory. Probably use it as dipping sauce while she eats some chips. I don't know what you want me to tell you man, she'll fuck your shit up." I didn't know how to feel, but in all honesty I didn't care so long as it meant I could feel up a Goddess. "Okay Thanatos, so how do I go about traveling to Olympus? Do I need some type of magic to pass the barrier?" Thanatos nodded. "Finally you asked a question that didn't make you seem dim-witted. Yes Vestrael, you need to acquire three items.
You will also need to seduce Three more divine entities. Hermes, has the staff known as Caduceus. This staff will be used to heal the wounded one thousand eyed beast that Perseus wounded and left for dead. You must not kill Hermes however, he will be my messenger when all is said and done. 'Thanatos sounds like he's planning a wedding' I thought to myself. "What of the other two?" I asked. "I will need you to prove your worthiness first before I give you the next step. Hermes lives in a cave on a secret islet off the coast of Crete. You will find him surrounded in nymphs. He's a manwhore as well." Vestrael placed the dagger in a holster and began to head out. Thanatos followed meakly.
"You say I have to seduce Hermes, how would I go about doing that?" Thanatos stared at me. "You need only get him to start talking of himself he's rather prideful, a bit full of himself if you ask me." Thanatos looked worried. "What could you possibly be worried about, you're God of the Dead? Thanatos simply stared off into the distance.