Nonsense!

The god of death, who is now helpless under my control, bows to my request. He knows that he has no choice but to fulfill my desire.

In the blink of an eye, the two of us disappear from where we are standing, swept into the darkness that envelops space and time. We float across indescribable dimensions, amidst unseen streams of energy.

Finally, we emerge in a place far from the ordinary physical world that I know. The atmosphere here is different, like a universe created by imagination and extraordinary power. The sky radiates colors I have never seen before, and the land shimmers with faint light.

"We are now in the realm of the Goddess of Love," the god of death says with a tone of deep respect, although I can still sense the tension in his voice.

I step forward, exploring the enchanting yet mysterious scenery. "Where is she?" I ask, my eyes scanning around for signs of the goddess's presence.

The god of death points towards a grand building that resembles a crystal palace. "That is the residence of the Goddess of Love. She may be in there."

Without further words, I proceed towards the palace, with the trembling steps of the god of death following behind. The tension in the air intensifies as if the universe itself senses our presence.

As I arrive at the palace gate, I feel an immensely powerful energy and unimaginable power. This is a pivotal moment in my journey, and I know that whatever happens next will determine my fate and the fate of the goddess of compassion.

I cautiously knock on the door, and with trembling, the door opens on its own. I step inside the palace, followed by the god of death who cannot hide his fear.

Inside the palace, I finally meet the goddess of compassion. She sits on a throne made of shimmering flowers. Her beautiful face is filled with serenity, and her eyes shine with wisdom.

"The god of death," she says with a gentle and calming voice. "What brings you here?"

"I apologize for my impulsiveness, I have brought a guest for you," says the god of death.

The beautiful goddess glances towards me with a warm gaze and a sweet smile. "Ah, I know you, Jacob, don't I?"

I look at the goddess of compassion with eyes filled with anger. I can no longer contain myself. After being trapped in an endless cycle of life and death for so long, I feel that I have reached the peak of despair. I believe that the goddess of compassion is the cause of all my suffering, and now it is time for me to seek revenge.

Without words, I leap towards the goddess of compassion, launching an attack filled with rage. The goddess of compassion, though taken aback by my actions, does nothing to defend herself. Perhaps she feels guilty, or perhaps she knows that she must accept the consequences of her actions.

I push her against the palace wall forcefully, and my hands close in around her neck. My gaze is filled with anger and hatred. "You have made me your plaything for a thousand years!!!" I shout. "You have made me suffer and die endlessly, without end. Now it is time for you to experience what you have done to me!"

I take a deep breath and continue, "I have come to seek answers to my endless fate. Why am I trapped in an infinite cycle of life and death?"

The goddess of love, though visibly in pain, still smiles gently. "You are a special soul, Jacob. I... have been carefully following your journey, and I know that you have faced much suffering. However, it is all part of a bigger plan," she stammers, and I loosen my grip.

The Goddess of love seemed a little relieved and continued, "You are one of the chosen souls assigned to gather experiences through various lives. Only in this way can you achieve a deep understanding of true love, compassion, and kindness. When you finally understand the true meaning of love, then your cycle will end."

I grimaced as I heard Goddess's explanation. "Nonsense!" I strengthened my grip again.

The Goddess of love and compassion tried to speak, to explain everything to me, but I didn't want to listen. My heart was too full of vengeance to hear her explanation. I wanted her to feel the suffering I had endured all this time.

She struggled to breathe, her eyes filled with fear. I knew I could easily kill her if I wanted to, but I wanted her to feel the pain I had experienced. I attacked her with my magic.

The God of death could only watch without being able to do anything. Perhaps he knew that the Goddess of love and compassion had to receive punishment for her actions.

Then, with labored breath, the Goddess of love and compassion finally said, "Please stop, I will grant all your desires."

I was slightly surprised by her offer. I released my grip and let her catch her breath. "Are you scared now!? Where is that wicked smile of yours from earlier!? What are you saying?" I asked.

The Goddess of love and compassion looked at me with regret. "I will grant all your desires, as long as you stop this torment."

I pondered for a moment. I had absolute power over her now, and I could use this opportunity to change everything. I released my grip.

Then I immediately asked the one mystery that had haunted my existence for centuries, "Who is behind all that I have experienced?" I asked firmly.

The Goddess of love and compassion hesitated for a moment before answering, "I can't tell you. I can only tell you that it is a very powerful and mysterious entity. It is the one who controls your fate and the fate of many other souls."

I knew she was speaking sincerely. I could see the sincerity in her eyes. "Alright," I finally said. "I will stop this torment, but with one condition."

The Goddess of love and compassion nodded quickly, ready to do whatever I asked. "What is the condition?"

"I want you to obey every command of mine, whenever and wherever," I said firmly. "I want absolute freedom to rule over you."

The Goddess of love and compassion looked shocked by my request. She may have never faced a situation like this before. But she finally nodded in agreement, hoping that it would end my torment over her.

With that agreement, I felt unlimited power over the Goddess of love and compassion. I could do whatever I wanted, and she had to obey. It was an indescribable satisfaction for someone who had suffered for so long.

"Alright. I'll start with my first request," and then I unleashed my wicked smile. "Give me your body, let me defile that body," I sneered.

The Goddess of love and compassion looked surprised and ashamed. She had never faced a request like this before. But she knew she had to obey my command. Reluctantly, she began to transform herself into a human-like form, revealing her vulnerability before me.

I looked at her with satisfaction and began to do as I said. I wanted her to feel the pain and shame that I had experienced all thi s time. I wanted her to know what it was like to be a victim of greater power.

The God of death could only watch without being able to do anything. He might feel that this was a fitting punishment for the Goddess of love and compassion, who had played a role in my endless cycle.

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