Chapter 11: Wet Dream!

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"Hello, Asia." Palutena sat down in the place that Akasha was sat in, and spoke kindly to Asia. "Do you know who I am?"

Asia, who after getting a load of Palutena's appearance… particularly the hair and matching it up with a description of her that the nice pink-haired woman had given her, tensed up, evidently unprepared to be addressed. "Y-yes, miss!"

"Oh, just call me Palutena." Palutena replied. "I might be the daughter of God, but I never saw the need for titles. It's nice to meet you. When you're alive, that is."

"The pleasure is... all mine, mi- Palutena." Asia replied, Palutena's words doing very little to reassure her. Palutena shrugged, and continued.

"Well, Asia, did Akasha tell you anything? Or did she just make you a sandwich?"

"She... told me some things." Asia replied, a small smile on her face. "That I... died, in that Church, someone called Rex Gremory brought me back here, and that you brought me back to life, as an Angel."

"Yup. That's pretty accurate." Palutena replied, pointing her finger at Asia. On the spot, four pure-white, Angel wings protruded from her back, and then disappeared.

"She also told me about you..." Asia continued, after looking away from where her wings had been. "And that..." Her face fell. "Is it true?" The nun whispered. "That God... your Father... is dead?"

"Yes." Palutena replied, her face slightly falling as well. "I'm all that's left of God's bloodline."

"R-really?" Asia began to tremble slightly.

"Really." Palutena replied, putting her hand out and gently onto Asia's shoulder. "And Asia, I know how you feel, and I completely understand it. I felt the same way you do now, shocked, saddened, and... scared?"

Asia tentatively nodded.

"Well, I've felt those emotions before, especially when I heard that my Father had been killed in the Great War of the Three Factions, and by my husband's grandfather, no less! But that's besides the point."

Asia looked at Palutena, who gave her a sad smile in return.

"And I'd be lying if I didn't feel sad myself about it, at times." The green-haired Goddess continued. "However, when I was younger, there's something that my Father told me, about six and a half centuries ago, a few decades before the end of the Great War, that I always remember, even at the young age, by the standards of deities, that is, of three thousand and sixty two." Her smile became slightly more reminiscent now.

"Father told me that when He died, he knew full-well that I'd be sad, but he asked me not to spend too much time crying and mourning over His death." She told Asia.

"Because, as cathartic as mourning and grief can be, it won't bring Him back. No matter how much you do it, no matter how many people do it, my Father isn't coming back from the dead."

Palutena shifted herself closer to Asia, and continued to speak.

"However, despite that fact, my Father told me that what He wanted, in death, was His believers to believe in Him, and in Heaven, no matter if He was absent or not." She took a deep breath, and smiled at Asia.

"Does that help?"

Asia sniffed, and though there were tears in her eyes, smiled.

"Yes, it does." She replied. "If someone who knew God himself said it, then, well..."

"I'm not infallible like those in the Church claim my Father was, Asia." Palutena replied, in a rather deadpan tone, before she grinned. "Though I do like to pride myself on my intelligence, now that I bring it up."

"Yeah, you've got the nickname 'Professor Palutena', by everyone here, for a reason, love." Palutena and Asia turned, and saw Rex standing in the doorway of the kitchen, his hair slightly damp, yet done up in his golden hairband, wearing the same Skillet shirt and jeans, but doing away with the trainers going barefoot and jacket.

Palutena pouted at the use of her nickname, but grinned.

"Anyway." She replied, to Asia. "Asia, let me introduce you to my husband, and the man I love arguably as much as my own Father: Rex Gremory."

"Yo." Rex pulled up a stood next to Palutena, and sat down, wrapping an arm around his Goddess wife and kissing her on the cheek. "Nice to meet you, Asia."

"N-nice to meet you too, Rex." Asia replied, pausing for a second. "I-If you're Palutena's husband, and by extension, the son-in-law of God... does that make you like Jesus Christ?"

Rex took a second to process what Asia had said, before he slammed his head into the counter.

Asia then realised what she'd just said, and covered her mouth with her hands, looking at Palutena with scared eyes.

"I-I'm sorry!" She whispered. "I didn't mean to say that, I swear! I-"

Palutena just laughed.

"Asia, it's fine!" She laughed. "You won't be punished for any blasphemy here. I mean this house usually has a half-Fallen Angel, a Fallen Angel/Succubus Hybrid, and a Vampire residing inside it, along with me and Rex'!"

"Oh..." Asia replied, looking slightly more calm. Rex slammed his head into the counter again, at the sheer... how the hell could he describe Asia's comparison to him? Stupid? Insane?

Rex Gremory had no idea.

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It was much, MUCH earlier in the morning than her usual time of waking when Isane Hyoudou felt herself roused from sleep.

While in that state that involved one slowly regaining their senses in the aftermath of waking up, Isane came to realise that her right hand was inside her pants, and rubbing at her virgin pussy.

She also came to realise, seconds later, that a slightly thick, sticky fluid was slowly oozing from her pussy. It seemed that she'd had an orgasm in the night, had a wet dream.

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