Chapter 12

This is the life. He thought to himself, sipping at a scotch that cost more than some people made their entire lives. The fine alcohol made its way through his system, and while nowhere near potent enough to make him drunk he enjoyed the liberating and relaxing feeling it caused.

Caressing the peerless Lalique glass that held the amber liquor he couldn't help but grin. Ah the joys of memory modification. It's amazing what you can do with them.

The room was currently configured to be similar to an old Gentlemen's club, complete with comfortable leather chairs, a roaring hearth, and stained bar that several patrons were sitting at.

Quite a few eyed each other in displeasure, but made no move against each other, aware of the restrictions that were engrained in every speck of this realm. He couldn't help but smirk at the looks that Zeus and Jupiter were sending one another, little bolts of lightning and electrical current running through their figures. Towards the back of the room, puffing on cigars were their Brothers Hades and Pluto, who instead of glaring at one another decided to cooperate and glare at the two Sky Gods.

Ah, good old Romans and Greeks, the puerile antics of the two schizophrenic Pantheons were enough to make anyone smile. Taking another sip of the sweet and smoky drink, he almost laughed as Zeus and Jupiter both stood up from opposite ends of the bar and began to walk towards one another.

Several of the other patrons caught his eye, and before they were even close to one another money was changing hands. The two Gods closed in, nose to nose, causing several patrons to groan and pass money to others.

Leo allowed a small smile to blossom on his face as Volturnus spat and pushed a dozen aurei towards him, which he promptly scooped up and placed in his pocket. Every patron watched in rapt attention as the two opposing Gods stared at one another, their Divine powers beginning to manifest, their physical bodies growing larger in size.

He was on the edge of his seat, waiting for the blow to come.

"Your wife is a Cow." Jupiter sneered.

Silence.

Several patrons, including himself, felt their jaws drop at the sheer audacity of the insult. It seemed like mothers and wives were no longer off-limits.

He didn't know who started it, a small giggle, but within moments it had grown into raucous laughter that infected everyone but the two Gods. Zeus red-faced, his words failing him, took a swing at his Roman counterpart.

Pillars of light surrounded both Gods as a sound like breaking glass followed by screaming filled the room. When the pillars disappeared both Gods were gone, and in their place stood two women. Both were dressed in immaculate white peplos and carried golden scepters. The one on the right hand beautiful hair like spun gold while the other had shimmering raven tresses. Both were classical beauties, their features steady, unlike many other goddesses who changed themselves on a whim.

"It seems like our Fathers forgot the rules." The one with golden hair said.

"Dearest Eirene, it was your father that broke it."

"It was your father that started it Pax." Eirene responded, shooting her Roman counterpart a small frown.

Pax and Eirene, Roman and Greek goddesses of Peace, proprietors of an entire realm that was neutral to the affairs of petty squabbles between Pantheons. The realm was split into different sections, catering to the whims and desires of any being that stepped foot within its confines. There was only one rule.

No violence.

Breaking or even thinking about breaking the rule would lead to an immediate ejection from the realm. The severity of the breach reflected the severity in which you were forcibly ejected. He had once seen a group of mercenaries get a bit too rowdy after a pint too many. The floor had literally swallowed them up, razor ceramic like teeth snapping closed with a resounding click. A moment later everything was back to normal not even a seam or mark to indicate where the ground had rose up to devour the offenders.

At that moment he swore never to get on the bad side of that pair of Goddesses. They may have embodied the concept of Peace but even Peace had a limit.

Not to mention the fact that they came from Pantheons that weren't known for their forgiveness, but wrath.

"Still, I think a little punishment is in order." Eirene said grimly, turning to the rapidly paling patrons left within the room.

"I agree." Pax nodded, a ferocious grin on her face. "I think some time with our fellow goddesses will do them some good."

"Look at them, lounging in this gentlemen's club, sipping their poisons, smoking their expensive cigars." Eirene commented.

"Not a care in the world." Pax remarked. "Let's change that."

Crap. Stercus. Σκατά. That was the general thought that passed through the minds of the various patrons as the two goddesses raised their hands in sync and snapped their fingers.

The elegant, refined, yet relaxed atmosphere of the gentlemen's club shifted away to reveal a mass of undulating bodies in various states of undress. Techno music blasted throughout the room as fog machines emptied their payloads. Lights of varying colors flashed to the beat of the 'music', and he soon found himself surrounded by a dozen women grinding themselves against him.

Men and women of all races danced and ground to the music, however he noticed one thing in common that all of them had, a glazed almost euphoric look. If it was just dancing he could've lived with it and made his way out, but it was more. On the periphery of his senses he could feel a numbing feeling slowly eating away at any and all his inhibitions.

Damn Goddesses. He thought to himself, strengthening his mental barriers. Only they would drop me in the middle of a Bacchanalian Revel.

Forcing himself away from the center of the revel, pushing his way through dozens of intoxicated, and high patrons he tried to find the exit; only to stop short as someone grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled, temporarily cutting off his breath.

Glaring over his shoulder proved to be a mistake as he was hit by the full power of a Goddess' divine might.

"Now where do you think you're going?" The enchanting woman asked with a small pout on her face.

"Away." He answered tersely, flaring his magic in order to begin computing the formulae required to teleport himself away.

As if in response her own might flared to life and easily dispelled his power. He may have been able to one up just about every other mortal mage but he was still mortal and compared to a divine being was little more than an ant. "Now why would you want to do that?" She asked, phrasing the question as if the obvious answer was that he shouldn't. "I seem to recall you taking part in these before."

"That was then." He said stiffly, futilely struggling in her grip.

"Oh?" She asked quirking a delicately plucked eyebrow. "Back then you were with Cornelia, and that didn't stop you."

With a slight tug she had dragged him into her embrace, her voluptuous and full body pressing against him. "It didn't stop you from making me scream in ecstasy as you ravaged my body, as I took you to the height of pleasures mortals can bear. Very few Magicians are daring enough to call upon a goddess, fewer still would attempt to bed one, and only a handful in all of history would have their wish granted."

Her chin rested on his shoulder as she whispered huskily into his ear. "Come with me." It wasn't a question but a command as the world blurred around them and he found himself suspended above the crowds lounging on a red chaise lounge barely big enough to fit the two of them.

"What was the point of saying that if you were going to do it anyway?" He spluttered, running a quick spell through himself to make sure everything was where it was supposed to be. He didn't trust anyone when it came to teleportation, having heard too many horror stories from other mercenaries and assassins. He found himself being turned over so that they were staring face to face to one another.

"Tell me, how have you fared? It's been a while since that night." Her voice was layered with compulsions, each one attempting to break through his mental defenses. The sad part was that it was a natural part of her and even at this stage he had difficulty in resisting, and if she tried he'd be putty in her hands.

"I have been well." He said respectfully fully aware that he was at her mercy.

"And Cornelia?" She asked. "The two of you were such a cute couple. It reminded me of the ancient days with my people's heroes and princesses." Her eyes took on a nostalgic look as she thought back to those bygone days "It almost made me want to drop some challenges and hardship upon you, to strengthen that love."

He froze at her words his mind wondering exactly a goddess of her caliber would do to them in order to "test" their love.

"But alas I didn't." She sighed. So tell me how has your love flourished?"

"Things are good between us." He replied simply, hoping that the answer would be sufficient for her

"Really?" The Goddess asked with narrowed eyes. Coming closer she took a dainty sniff of his neck. "I didn't know that Cornelia was okay with you sleeping with other women." Taking another sniff she smiled coyly. "If so she's a far cry from the clingy possessive women that attempted to stare me down when found out all the dirty and nasty things that we did together." By the end of her sentence her voice had grown throatier and more seductive, as she lightly bit his ear. "Hey, let's do it again."

"What?" He spluttered, his back pressed against the back of the chaise as he attempted to put as much room between himself and the goddess next to him. However considering the size of the couch that they were on that was barely anything.

"That night." She purred. "That perfect night. Clothes ripped to tatters, ichor and blood on our hands as we clawed and pawed at one another. Our entwined bodies, slick with sweat. The lust and passion burning through our loins as you ravished me on the Temple of Urania's Steps, Selene high in the night sky, her blessed light illuminating our naked forms." Her hand lovingly stroked his face. "You filled me that night, curbed a hunger that had been gnawing at me for years. The time away has weighed heavily on me, made me crave something that has eluded me for eons."

"Hey Leo." She whispered, her voice a sensual whisper that burrowed insidiously into his mind. "Be mine."

With that she pulled him into a searing kiss, her body pressed against his. The small part of his mind that had managed to resist the compulsions of the goddess before him was shocked at the hunger that the kiss conveyed. It wasn't a kiss of love, but bestial desire that had led to men razing civilizations to taste. Where before her Divine might had been tightly controlled and suppressed so as not to affect the rest of the world, now it was fully unleashed.

Tearing his eyes away from the divine being he saw the masses below degenerating into a massive orgy of blood, violence, and sex. Mortals weren't meant to be exposed to the untempered power of Divine Beings and what was happening below was proof that their mere existence on the mortal plane was enough to influence the masses.

Almost unwillingly he found himself melting into her embrace, pulling her voluptuous figure tightly against his body. "That's it." She moaned, tilting her head so that he would have access to her neck. "Forget about all your worries, and dedicate yourself to me. No harm shall come to you, your enemies will be my enemies, your allies my allies."

The couch that they were on expanded and became a large bed, as her lover wrapped himself around her, his weight driving her deeper into the mattress' soft embrace.

Squirming under her ministrations, his head buried in the crook of her neck as he suckled at the sensitive flesh, she let loose a lusty moan. The sound was indistinguishable among the many that were echoing throughout the area they were in, the orgy below reaching a new height in response to the Goddess' ecstasy.

Contrary to her aggressive passion from before Leo took his time, reveling in her slight submissiveness, his tongue slowly lapping at her skin. His hand came up and gently fondled her breast, as his right cupped her sex.

Slowly his hand rubbed itself up and down her breast, his palms caressing the pert nipples that began to harden at his touch.

This is what I need. She thought to herself gleefully. Here was a man that knew how to make love not just bang away at her, spurt his weak seed then roll over and fall asleep. So much better than that stupid and juvenile God of War.

"Ahhh." She moaned feeling his fingers slowly rubbing her lower lips, so glad that she foregone wearing anything underneath her clothes. Deft fingers worked her hot center, a fingers spreading the lips apart to expose the pink valley between.

She smiled giddily as a finger carefully probed her depths, only for her breath to hitch as he began to lightly nip at her neck. Her breathing grew heavier as his fingers worked her sex, a second finger joining in with the first. "That's it." She moaned. "Lower…no right there…YES! THAT'S IT!"

Throwing her head back she let loose a banshee like scream as his fingers lightly pinched her sensitive button, her fingers savagely tearing his belt apart, before her hand darted down his pants.

I've missed this. She thought. While it wasn't the biggest she had ever seen or felt, it was one that she had personally trained. That very first night when she had taken her lover's virginity, every action she had imparted had been taught to pleasure her. She could feel herself growing moist at the thought of his tool ravaging her insides, her tight hole molding itself to fit him like a velvet glove.

His fingers thrust in and out of her hot snatch making a wet and squishy sound that turned her on the more she heard it. Gyrating, and grinding herself against his hand she tried to get his fingers deeper into her, but he would have none of that. His weight held her down, and while she could've used her divine strength to push him off and take command she did not. His dexterous digits hit all her sensitive sweet spots, as he played her like a maestro his chosen instrument. Convulsing in pleasure she shuddered and moaned in sensory overload, as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. Her pussy turned vise-like preventing him from removing his fingers, his nails scraping against the flesh of her inner walls.

When his fingers curled upwards and brushed against her g-spot, the world exploded in light, as she screamed in ecstasy. Her wail was accompanied by hundreds of others as every person below having been linked together by her divine might screamed in pain and pleasure.

Her mind recovered only to feel his other hand carefully tweaking her nipples, just enough to cause a bit of pain and pleasure, his fingers lightly caressing her pink areolas, as the hardened nubs poked against his defined chest.

Her face flush with heat from, glowed even more as their faces leveled to one another. This time it wasn't her initiating the kiss but him, as their tongues dueled each other with finesse, and she melted against him. She groaned as he pulled his fingers out of her and moved them back and forth over her plump limps.

Her fingers tightened around his cock, furiously pumping the organ. He was putty in her hands, his body tensing as muscles twitched and his face took on a look of frustration.

That's it. She smirked, seeing and more importantly feeling the lust building up within him. She was a Goddess, and had been manipulating mortals for millennia, and what they were doing right now fell directly under her domain.

She was Supreme.

She reveled in the power that she had over him, her concentration almost being broken as he plunged his fingers back into her tight snatch. "I'm close, love." She grinned, biting his ear, and putting both her hand down his pants. One hand feverishly jerked him off while the other massaged his balls.

"I'm going to cum for you." She moaned, feeling a fourth finger slip into her pussy. Abruptly her hands stilled as she felt his hand on her ass. She tensed as his hand moved lower going under her skirt and touching her ass. "Oh, you dirty dirty boy." She whimpered, as a finger circled her tightest orifice. "I'd smite anyone who dared take such liberties with me."

Crying out in surprise, as his finger invaded her asshole. "But for you I'll make an exception." She panted. "It's only fitting that as a Grecian Goddess, we do it Greek."

It hurt her pride a bit that he had managed to make her cum so many times, and he hadn't yet. She was resigned though that it was unavoidable as she hadn't experienced pleasure like this from a man in years.

"Can you feel it?" She asked. "The final barrier and proof of my virginity? An unsullied womb for you to seize and paint with you seed. It's yours to claim, I want you to split it wide open. Make me scream in ecstasy as you fill me, your cock thrusting into any hole you want with reckless abandon."

"Be mine, Leopold Aurealianus, and I'll show you heights of pleasure that you could never dream of!" She promised. "Now, CUM FOR ME!"

The both of them screamed in unison as waves of pleasure overrode their brains. She could feel her lover's hot seed pouring into her cupped hands, quickly overflowing. If she were mortal and he had shot that in her the chances of her not getting pregnant were virtually nonexistent. Carefully she removed her hands from his pants and brought his seed to her lips and drank it, filling her body with power. So much. She shivered in pleasure. Just like I remember. It's only fitting that so much power flows through his veins being the son of a mortal woman that has slain Divine Beings. But what's this taste? It seems…different than before?

Rather than sating her curiosity, she instead turned to her lover, noticing the mild glazed look in his eye that told her he was still strong willed enough to resist her commands.

One more push and you'll be mine.

With a snap of her fingers they were both naked, and they stared at one another in hunger. Oh you have most definitely grown since I last tasted you. She licked her lips at the thought of his magnificent cock piercing her depths. Laying on the bed she spread her legs wide, giving him the perfect view of her womanly folds. Smirking, a haughty look on her face, she played with her breast as a hand worked its way down, spreading the luscious lips.

She was sex incarnate.

"Take me, Leo." She commanded.

His hand grasped his cock, the spongy head rubbing her moistened snatch. "What are you waiting for?" She begged. "Hurry and put it in me."

"No." He said his voice full of desperation as he fought against her overwhelming power.

"Leo?" She asked, startled at his response. His eyes were no longer glassy as he slowly began to overthrow the mental compulsions that she had released. "Oh dearest, why do you struggle so?" She asked, sitting up and placing a hand on his cheek, directly pouring her power into his body. "Just give up. What hope does a mortal have in the face of a Divine being?"

Her voice was layered with so many compulsions as well as her unbridled Divinity that ordinary mortals would've been driven mad just by hearing it. "A single kiss and a single thrust, that's all I ask. Kiss me Leo." She said placing her hand on the back of his head and drawing him closer. "A single kiss and never again will you feel pain, or sorrow. Become my Adonis, and every dream that you've ever had will come true." It hurt her Pride as a Goddess that she had to resort to focusing so much of her power just to ensnare a single mortal, but to her it was worth it, and she'd have something that many other goddesses would never have.

Just as their lips were about to make contact, he wrenched out of her grip and scurried hitting the headboard of the bed. Shaking his head he managed to clear his mind. "What?" Only to freeze at the look the Goddess was shooting him.

Narrowed eyes bored into his, a hurt look on her face barely masking the anger that simmered under the surface. "It's futile to resist me." She spat.

"Love is an entirely human emotion, one in which I have control of. As a human you have no chance to resist my call." Her figure loomed over him, the overwhelming power she exuded brought down to bear upon his bare form.

"I am Love and Lust personified…deified and worshiped by millions. While hailed as a Goddess I was born from the Primordial remains of Ouranos. Raised by Pontus and blessed by the others, your powers are nothing compared to my Supreme Might. I've chosen you to be my companion over hundreds of others, and here you are spitting on the honor I bestow!"

"You will love me Leopold Aurealianus, not because you choose to, but because I will it. You exist to please me, and only I shall hold a place in your heart!"

She heard him mumble something, his right eye bloodshot as his power instinctively wrapped itself around him in an effort to protect his body against her crushing might. "You will not!" He growled golden light pouring from his body. The golden light began to push back her own power, the two forces locked in a balanced stalemate.

"What are you? No mortal should be able to resist me so." She asked quizzically, her head tilted.

"Bite me." Venom dripping from his words.

"In due time, Leo." She smirked. "I will show you the pain that accompanies you think the love between you and Cornelia is strong enough to resist me?" She mocked. She shivered at the look of defiance in his eyes, before staring into his sapphire eyes, her mind invading his. However where she expected to see the purple-haired Fallen she instead found herself facing a blonde haired woman of peerless beauty. While nowhere near her own magnificence she will still beautiful enough that as a goddess she felt threatened.

Who are you? She wondered forcibly delving deeper into Leo's memories. The more she saw the unhappier she became as she saw thoughts of the woman begin to dominate his mind. She had no qualms about what she was doing as he wouldn't have any memories of this after she was done with him. In fact he wouldn't have many memories at all, thoughts of her would be all that ruled his mind.

The woman was familiar to her but she couldn't remember the name that was until she ran headlong into a mental wall. Try as she might she was unable to do more than futilely beat her fists against the adamantine like wall. A foreign force gripped her tight and flung her back, her mental head colliding with the outer edges of Leo's mind.

"Ooof." She huffed, feeling the wind get knocked out of her. Before she could do more than look up the force gripped her again and drew her in at breakneck speeds, her face colliding with the wall. Silver ichor ran down her nose touching her succulent lips, a sign of the first wound she had received in millennia.

In this mental realm physical damage didn't carry over, but the fact that this unknown entity had managed to not only wound her but to also mar her perfect face, lit a fire in the goddess. Uncaring at the fact that she was doing battle in the mind of the man she wanted, she unleashed every speck of her own divine power, lashing out at everything.

However she may have been a goddess, truly a primordial, but she was a deity whose domains were love and lust, not combat. A focused burst of power pierced through the wide waves she was launching, colliding with her breast and piercing her divine body.

For the first time in her life she felt pain. Until then it had been a foreign concept, something that others experienced, but not anymore.

The feeling shook her to her core, as whatever could harm her and draw blood could also kill her.

Fear.

It was another feeling she hadn't experienced and whatever she was fighting made her doubt her immortality. Before she could retreat though, she felt a hand close around her throat and press her against the wall. Choking she beat her fist against the arm that was slowly shimmering into view. A woman clad in resplendent white robes and equipped with golden armor inscribed with Holy Verses. She wore a breastplate, vambraces, greaves and a scaled golden skirt protected her legs. Around her neck was a gorget, and finally adorning her head, was a circlet that was not only decoration but also served to keep her long hair out of the way.

A dainty hand holding unimaginable strength was wrapped around her throat while the other brandished a wicked looking dagger. The cold steel of the dagger caressed her skin, and she couldn't help but shiver at the feeling. This was no ordinary dagger, every instinct she had was screaming to get away but no matter how much she tried she couldn't break the iron grip.

"Shh. Shh" The woman reassured, slowly dragging the knife across her delicate skin. "Nothing can hurt you…at least not in here. You have a lot of nerve trying to mess with my most precious' mind."

Fear and anger drove her, power blasting forth from her body and blowing the armored figure away from her. 12 resplendent wings spread from her back halting her movement as she hung there in the air. "Weak."

"I am a GODDESS!" She swore flinging a concentrated burst of her power at the flying figure. "I AM IMMORTAL AND WILL BE HERE WHEN YOU ARE NAUGHT BUT DUST!"

"No, you're just harder to kill." The armored woman said, batting aside the burst of Divine energy with her hand.

The goddess was shocked at the action, her mind unable to process the casual dismissal that her attack received. "Why are you so surprised?" She asked gently floating back to the ground. "When my Father created his angels he created them as soldiers, I am a warrior of God. I defend mankind against not only the Heresy of Devils but against the powers of other Pantheons. As a Seraph the Holy Light that flows through my body is powerful enough to shield me from even the strongest of Pagan might." The pieces clicked in her mind, the identity of the woman in front of her as well as exactly what was going on and how Leo was able to resist he, but before she could act on it an armored fist crashed into the Goddess' chest blowing her back into the wall.

Before she could even fall a hand gripped her throat once more as the Seraph came closer, her mouth right by her prisoner's ear. "Stay away from Leo you whore." She hissed, before stabbing the Goddess in the heart with her knife.

The shock was too much, and she was forced to withdraw, screaming as the pain struck her mind directly. Both Leo and her rocked back, clutching their heads in pain.

Seeing the opening Leo raised his hand and cast a standard pulse spell. The kinetic force sent her flying, and while it did no damage it was enough for his purposes. His entire form was surrounded by a force field as Pax and Eirene appeared in front of him. "Violence is not permitted here."

Pointing their staves at him he disappeared.

She screamed in rage as the target of her love disappeared.

She had been so close.

Styx damn that Seraph.

Turning to her fellow goddesses she shot them a glare, something they took without flinching.

"Do not blame us." Eirene spoke.

"We gave you as much time as we could." Pax continued.

"The system had already registered you as a threat from the beginning."

"It took our combined powers to prevent you from being thrown out."

"You couldn't have held it off for 5 more minutes?" She asked.

""Impossible."" The two goddesses responded. "Now we must fix everything done because of your request."

"Angra Mainyu, has appeared within our borders and must be driven off."

"Several fights have broken out and they offenders must be expelled."

It was their turn to glare, their combined malice being enough to prevent any retort she may have had. "We expect payment to be delivered promptly." With that they disappeared, off to fix the problems that their fellow goddess had caused.

In the background she could hear several other patrons laughing at her. The cold look she was sending them would've cowed any mortal but these were not mortal women. From the shadows the first to appear was a woman wearing a Greek peplos only cut immodestly short and exposing a large amount of cleavage.

"He's just like his father." She said placing a hand on her cheek as she stared at the spot Leo had disappeared from. "And his magic…he's certainly improved from the young man that came to me for training."

"Circe." She said the name like the vilest curse as her fellow goddess appeared.

"He's still reckless." Another goddess said. she was also wearing a peplos but worn classically with none of the immodest cuts that Circe's had. In one hand she carried a staff that was topped by burning fire. "He should've analyzed the problem from the beginning and created a countermeasure. He should've never been enthralled by this wench."

"Dearest Hecate." A third voice rang out, the shadows melting away to reveal a stunning women. She had black hair with olive green eyes, a strong and haughty look about her, gracing her Nordic features. Unlike the other two goddesses she wore modern clothes consisting of a white floor length dress with a diamond necklace. "You can't blame this all on Leo. After all he is a man, and his chances of resisting women such as you, Circe and me are impossible. This one…" She sneered staring at the goddess she hadn't named. "Is nothing more than a shade of herself, I'm ashamed to share dominions with her. To think that a mortal would be able to resist her charms."

"Sjöfn." She said, naming the goddess that she hated the most. "It's not my fault that he has Holy Light flowing through him. The protection of the Biblical God protects him against our interference."

"Then you simply need to make it so that he comes to you willingly." Sjöfn scoffed. "You are a goddess are you not? You've manipulated heroes for millennia, or have you finally lost your touch in your old age?"

That was the wrong thing to say as she hurled all her anger and rage from her earlier humiliation at the Norse goddess. In response Sjöfn unleashed her own divine might, swatting aside her Greek fellows attack. "Unlike you I've actually fought in combat."

"Luckily for me I've never had to lift anything heavier than a teacup." She responded. "Your brutish figure is proof of this."

"Enough." Both Circle and Hecate interjected, forcibly suppressing the power of the other two goddesses lest a fight break out.

"We were curious as to why Leo was here without Cornelia." Circe said. "To think that he, enthralled or not, would get together with the doorknob of the Gods."

"Doorknob?" Hecate asked.

"You know doorknob." Circe shrugged her shoulders before slyly looking at the fuming love goddess. "Everybody has a turn."

That was the straw that broke the camel's back as she exploded and began to recklessly fling around her power. The three Goddesses smiled victoriously at her childish actions before disappearing in flashes of light.

By the time she was done the entire area was in ruins, as she stood in the proverbial eye of the storm. "I swear on Styx itself, you will be mine Leopold Aurelianus. I swear on my pride as a Goddess of Love, and on my name. I will have you Leo at my side as my plaything. I Aphrodite, swear it."

Saying so she teleported herself back to her palace on Olympus.

In her wake hundreds of mortals lay on the ground, the pain and pleasure that they had been forced to experience as well as the overwhelming pressure exuded by the 4 Goddesses was too much for their bodies to bear.

They died, crushed like ants beneath the heel of beings far greater than them, who toyed with the world on a whim. Under the careless actions of the Divine, it is always humans that suffer the most, disposable pawns in an ever expanding game of influence and conquest.