Chapter XXVIII: A God’s Eternal Plan (4)

Previously

The Demon God immediately screamed in response, letting him free as he rushed to his sister and - Was what was supposed to happen but in reality, his [Purify] light had been snuffed out like little candle-flames when they came into contact with the skin of her arms.

The both of them looked at what happened with a mixture of emotions - one looked at it with shock and fear while the other looked at it with curiosity, wondering if something happened. 

Fuck. Willow didn’t think it would work but did it really have to show such a pathetic side like that? His sister had shot out holy lights in the form of spears and swords - hell, she had even shot out lasers - and here he was, with a birthday candle’s worth of holy light. 

Time for Plan B. Beads of sweat rolled down Willow’s temples. Shit, he had forgotten to make a plan B. 

“You tried to hurt me?” The Demon God said, unbelievingly. A snarl worked up her throat. “You - my beloved - dares try to hurt me?!”

“Urk!”

It all happened in an instant. For an instant there, Willow felt as if he had seen death in the eyes, with the Demon God’s form flickering like a flame of darkness before a gate appeared instead of her body. Through the gate, he could see then, the body of a sinful god, and the domain of such a being known as the Demon God. There was so much he saw - so many sinners screaming, the tongue of false prophets being torn by the kings that fell to their words, the wings of fallen angels being plucked until they looked like a skinless chicken. And through all blood and suffering, through all the torture and evil that was humanly - conceptually possible to imagine, he was in a sphere of eternal darkness. He felt fear, cold and just so, so lonely in this timeless prison.

Willow remembered the lore behind the Demon God, and the relationship between the Maiden and her but he had forgotten about the punishments the Demon God bestowed upon the Maiden in her jealous fits whenever the Maiden spared more than a second on anyone other than her. This was one such punishment - the [Chamber Of Mother Space], or otherwise known as the true bedroom of Nyx, the Demon God. 

To experience it all in the flesh, Willow’s mind nearly broke there as he sobbed, repenting and begging for forgiveness from the Demon God. It only took the first “I’m sorry” for him to feel the warm embrace of another being, of Nyx as she tightly hugged him in her arms.

“Do you understand now?” The Demon God spoke into his ears. Willow couldn’t stop crying tears of gratitude as he had been forgiven. “Only I love you. Only I can love you.”

“You belong to me,” She whispered and her voice sounded like the best thing his ears had ever listened to, far better than that cold, dark prison. “Only to me..”

Willow nodded into her embrace, as for the second time, he felt himself grow sleepy in her warm embrace but he was hesitant to fall asleep, fearing he would find himself in that lonely prison again. The Demon God knew of her beloved’s fears and thus, calmed him down with a low hum rasping from her throat, singing him a lullaby so that he may finally fall asleep in her arms. “So for that, sleep my beloved.”

“When you wake up,” The Demon God gave him a gentle smile, perhaps a little too gentle. “All will be set right for us again.”

A little poke to the forehead and Willow fell asleep, dropping lifelessly onto her body. The Demon God enjoyed this short, short time of happiness she felt with the only thing that mattered in her reality, making sure to chant and weave spells for the boy - spells bypassing the natural laws and that which warped reality, all in the name of guaranteed protection. 

After so, so very long, she finally had him. So that, she may never, ever lose him again. She hugged him ever so close, drank in his scent and as always, even if her beloved may be in a different body through the wheel of reincarnation, the smell of her beloved’s soul - of the sweetest roses and the gentlest sunflowers, always carrying over, no matter the amount of incarnations. 

The Demon God - no- Nyx stopped for a moment when a question arose. After she had been kicked out of the Celestial Realm by her holier-than-thou older sister, she remembered that her beloved’s soul was set to always be in the body of a woman, not to mention how she would bear the mark of the Maiden or a curse as the mark would grant an eternity of tragedy upon her beloved. Those two curses, she remembered very well as it was none other than the same sister that had cursed her, along with her eternal lover. 

Yet, here he was. In the body of a male - a very beautiful one but a male’s body nonetheless. She had managed to touch his flesh right now without anything happening. Usually, the same curse would activate, causing him to die in some horrible way, separating them apart until the next incarnation, ensuring that Nyx got her punishment for her heavenly atrocities. 

She summoned forth [Greed], willing her tentacles to hold him before her, creating a frame of wriggling, black tentacles around Willow - which only made his pale skin, cherry lips and beautiful body look so much more tempting. It took the will of gods to not just take him right there and then. 

“Odd,” She muttered, tucking a couple of stray hairs behind his ear. Her hand lingered there before cupping his right cheek as a gracious smile appeared on her face. “But as beautiful as my night, nonetheless.”

When her hands travelled from his cheeks to the swell of his hips, she knew then that this might be the timepoint in which she finally gets her happy ending - seeing his belly fat with her child. Another stroke of her hands past his body, and she found herself entranced - obsessed even. When she heard a crack in time, as she suspected, her happiness was too good to be true. 

She could freeze all the time in the world but there would always be something that prevented her from enjoying. . .him. A quick turn of her head and it was the annoying one again.

The Demon God sighed. “Why must you always intervene?” She snapped her fingers, causing the tentacles to wriggle and wrap around Willow’s body before disappearing into her subspace. 

She turned her attention to her sister’s chosen one. The single person that always, always never failed to ruin her mood every time she was with her beloved. She towered before the Celestial Hero, claws slowly sharpening and her tentacles rampaging behind her wildly. But that was only for a second as another sigh left her lips. Her disappointment was immeasurable. 

She took a good look at the newest incarnation of the one that was responsible for the 90 deaths of her beloved. Many times did she face this annoying one, in many timelines she had seen this one but out of all of them, the girl frozen in time before her resembled her sister the most. A quick sensory spell and she found that this one was the most blessed as well. 

A chuckle wanted to escape from her lips. Oh her dear sister, ever the narcissistic one in the family. If only everyone of her little followers could see that. The Demon God looked into the golden eyes of the current Celestial Hero and saw nothing but anger, anger that might even be bigger than her own when she had been casted out of heaven.

Nyx caught the little one’s eyes shaking. “Ah. You can see me, can’t you?” In response to her question, another crack in time rippled. Oh, this one was strong, perhaps the strongest one yet. And yet, how unfortunate their meeting was. 

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