Chapter 82 82: Veronica's Choice

- (Veronica POV)

A beautiful woman stood before a mirror, no longer in the fantastical world of the gods or Asteria but in the real-life human world. Her hair was combed into two thick twin tails, and her voluptuous chest pushed her tiny black bra to the limits as her dark pink areola, and small nipples peeked from the frills whenever she posed or leaned forward.

'Ah, what a sexy outfit! Would Zell like it? Is this what men like?' Her thoughts seemed to be natural before her face pouted and spun around.

She squatted to test her body, the thick thighs that wobbled with a faint shimmer from the shower she took moments ago, the triangle between her thighs as they shut, an image of erotica for males.

'Look at my fine breasts, this fat ass will surely make him thrust me with intense passion!'

However, her breasts were barely large compared to some women around Zell, and her plump, fleshy ass shaped like a perfect mountain of hopes and dreams surpassed almost all women around Zell, the type of ass you would wish to bury your face inside and enjoy her warm, soft flesh.

"Not like I wanted to impress him anyway; this is just because I like being pretty! Yes, although he only saw my childish figure after preparing my spell. Will he notice it's me, right? These breasts and cute twin tails... That stupid man can only think with his cock anyway!"

In return for parting with most of her administrative powers in the game, Veronica could finally help him; losing the restrictions was only possible because she lost her abilities over time and was no longer classified as a genuine goddess.

Her sister's voice sounded from the mirror as her face stopped looking displeased and showed an almost fake smile. "Veronica, are you there? It's Astra." Her voice was stern, flat and lacked all emotion, nothing like the voice that Zell heard that day.

"Mmm, I am, sister." The two were almost identical twins, having matching eyes and faces; although their hair was different, anybody could see these two were sisters; one seemed to be some warrior; her tight muscles and blue hair floated as if by magic, and the other a mortal feel, with soft white fur that dangled by her hips and silvery, grey pupils that watched her sister's blank look.

'Even though you hate my choice, why did you blame it all on Zell? He is the only reason I exist now, that moment although my spell finished if he didn't protect me, "Veronica" would have ceased to exist, both in the past, present and future... Why lie to him and act like that when he was first reborn? Did you want to spur him on or use him for the benefit of us gods?' The thoughts swirled through her heart while her gaze took note of her sister's slightly angry face.

"Vestia has told me everything about your choices," her lips twisted into a scowl, sending fear down Veronica's spine.

'Sister!' Her thoughts became wild; she ignored her threat and began to envision the horrible end for the cute little short-stack goddess that gave her snacks and treats, even ignoring her when she attacked her in embarrassment with a gentle head pat.

'That means you tortured the goddess of light until she almost perished, right? Forgive me big sis' Vestia'

Veronica wished that Vestia was her sister, although a little stupid and petty. Vestia helped guide her since she lost her powers; it was Vestia that allowed her to join Zell in the game as a fairy and also who arranged to create an existence for her at the cost of her torture and punishment.

Astra sat down in the mirror, her image of beauty perfect and refined as she crossed her soft legs sitting on a stone throne in her private chambers and watched her sister's reactions. "Speak, Veronica!"

The sheer power of force and seduction was too potent even from the other side of this mirror; Veronica felt her mortal body trembling as sweat began to pour from her body and dropped to the floor. Her eyes narrowed into tiny dots, now shuddering uncontrollably as her spirit remained strong, but her body almost collapsed under the pressure; thanks to this, her normal twisted personality crumbled, and she became honest with herself the moment he saved her, and she then began to watch all his memories and actions during that lifetime.

"I-I'm going to be with him! I will help protect Zell, support him when he is broken and stop any foul plots to use him unfairly!"

After her shout, a small burst of blood shot from her mouth, and with a powerful cough, her weak knee's trembled as the pressure doubled, smashing her into the ground, almost snapping the bones into pieces. Veronica's eyes darted, no longer able to resist even with her spirit; how could a former goddess compare with the pinnacle of the current gods?

"Oh, fine."

The pressure disappeared almost instantly as Veronica crumbled to the ground, her mouth drooling, with snot and tears running down her pretty face, now with dull blue eyes which reflected her fear and pure terror, 'why did sister let me off so easily!? She should not be this kind! Unlike Zell, I am not useful to her!'

Veronica felt glad that a goddess somehow changed the predestined path; despite her sister being the god of fate, she wasn't the only goddess in this domain, just like countless gods of light.

"Remember Veronica, Astra, the goddess of fate, has no sister..." The words took a moment to register in Veronica's mind before she trembled, unable to look up due to the damage to her dwarven body.

"You have chosen to intermingle with filthy, impure beings, don't taint our family name; never use it again." With those final words, the mirror's image of a world-ending beauty faded, leaving the crumpled Veronica sweating profusely on the ground.

"...."

A single tear broke the dam of her eyes, sliding down her pale cheek as if begging for forgiveness from the woman who was once supposed to be a true goddess.

'I didn't know I would be so hurt... It hurts so much.'

***

"Veronica!" A scream sounded as a woman with long red hair ran into the room wearing nothing but black underwear and holding a crystal ball; watching the scene play out; Yinfra tightened her fists and began feeling angry.

This cute little girl not only saved all of the gods, losing her power, but because she wanted to repay the boy that protected her in the last moments, those bastards decided to abandon her, tossing her to the ground with the most minimal support.

Yinfra swirled the crystal glass filled with a dark red wine in her hands, a faint smile on her face. The scent of smoke, cedar and blackberries in the aroma.

"Oh, Astra, you are too arrogant. I let the fact you used such foul charming magic on my husband go, but now you hurt the cute little girl that would keep me company before I was accepted into Eden? Wait until the man you made a fool of with that act pushes you down and fucks your uptight ass, teaching you how to behave."

Her smile faded before looking towards a picture of a woman almost 9/10, the spitting image of her, seeming softer and her fur and hair blue.

'It's probably time to stop our little feud, sister; let's work together to help Zell; I know you also watch him; the scent of your fate weaving is pungent around him. Those people who caused him trouble in the past life, you already erased them from this world and sent them to a place with eternal torment, right? You always spoke of a man you loved; it scared me how obsessed you seemed, watching his every line of fate, from all the various possibilities... Tell me, is that man Zell? Are you going to become my rod sister too?'