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After healing Arthur, the goddess took him home, and invented a story combined with false memories, she did not want Arthur to be scared or to know his goddess status, she was afraid that he would change his mind or that he would damage their relationship.

That's why she kept silence, she would tell her secret when they were both together forever, that is, on their wedding day.

A few months later, the goddess was completely in love, living a fairy tale, she was her first love ... and her last.

Her story would not have a fairy tale ending, it did not exist: "And they lived happily ever after"

The gods can only have one partner, it does not matter if you are a man or a woman, this rule applies equally, for that reason, the goddess took care of her virginity and her heart, hoping to find the right man.

With the passage of time, this idea had already been erased from her head, no one was worthy of being with her.

Until Arthur came into her life, or so she believed.

Arthur proposed to her, and the goddess happily agreed. That day, Arthur asked her to touch her body, and she shyly accepted, during the whole relationship, Arthur and the goddess never slept, no sex, nothing more kisses and hugs, they did not even share the same bed, the goddess was very modest , and old habits, would not be touched until marriage.

During the relationship of couples, Arthur, asked to have relations and to fuck, the goddess flatly refused, he accepted, he was patient and affectionate, but in the end, when they were a few days away from getting married, he again demanded the body of the goddess, and of course, she refused again.

Arthur got upset, and he asked again, no, to demand it, and this time, he went further, he threatened to leave her, if she did not give herself, it was because she did not love him, he could not be with a woman who did not love him.

The goddess hesitated at first, but she finally accepted, she did not want to lose him, during the following days, they both had sex like rabbits, the goddess lived the best days of her life.

Until the wedding day, he never appeared, no trace of Arthur.

She went straight back to the house, only to find a note that said, "I'm sorry honey, but I'm not a man who can live tied up."

The goddess released her powers, and found Arthur in a thousandth of a second, she did not hesitate to open a wormhole and appear next to Arthur, to her surprise, Arthur was lying with three beautiful girls, and with large breasts.

The goddess was enraged and faced him on the spot, Arthur smiled awkwardly, and said to leave him alone, that he was not ready for such a serious relationship, that then they could talk and start over.

That day, the goddess realized that Arthur used her, that she was never loved, she was always behind her divine body of hers, and she fell before her charms.

That's the whole story, a soap opera story.

As humans say, I am the jilted woman, that she can't let hers go to her ex, and she follows him to death, out of spite.

I got up, and crossed the wall, on the other side of it there was a room decorated with various cartoons, and children. In the middle of this room, a crib with a baby, I went to her and leaned against the railing, I looked at my daughter with affection, she was the only good thing in that relationship.

Blond hair like the sun, and blue eyes ..., like his father's, every time I see them, I remember him, the best of him, the good memories, the happiness he gave me, for that reason, I adore my little daughter.

My daughter raised her hand and touched my pendant, her eyes shone every time she saw it, something tells me that she feels the connection with her father, what a clever and perceptive girl. I hope that she is not such an idiot as I am, and she chooses a good man in the future, a thousand years in the future, she makes sure to teach her how cruel men are, so that she chooses correctly.

On second thought ..., I won't let her get out of it and she will live with me forever, it's better than meeting idiots who just want to use her

- "Do you like it? When you grow up it will be yours, as a memory of your father." I told my daughter, while she played with her little fingers.

Don't worry Arthur, you were a heartless bastard, but I will not tell that to our daughter, I will tell her that you died in a war and you are a hero, it is much better than telling her that her father was a womanizer, liar, and pervert, ¿ what do you say arthur?

- "ahhhh" I sighed tiredly - "I'm still thinking about that idiot, I'd better go to sleep with my girl"

It doesn't matter anymore, you're already dead, you can't hurt me anymore, and you won't be able to hurt our daughter. Although ..., I would like you to know how much I love you, and how much it hurt to kill you, that you see your daughter grow up, and that ... maybe we could get back together.

He was willing to forgive you, if only you had apologized.

I took my daughter, and I went to sleep, for long years, what are you waiting for, I am a goddess, a few years are nothing.

POV third person

While the goddess went to sleep with her daughter, but not before giving them milk, with her divine breasts.

Now, because Arthur never recognized the goddess, simple, she erased the memories of her, if he redeemed himself or asked for forgiveness, she would return them, but he did not.

As for Arthur, did he regret it? Yes, Arthur said it: "I fell in love once, but when I wanted to change things, she was gone."

That woman was the goddess, he had no memories of her, and that feeling of regret was something that he did not understand, but that still did not exist, although of course, with time that regret disappeared, Arthur does not live in the past, he thinks that getting stuck with one thing will only waste his time in an incense way.

Therefore, he did not feel anything when he saw the goddess, he no longer loved her, he no longer regretted it.

Moral of the story, be careful with women, it is not going to be that she is a disguised goddess and wants to kill you for playing with her. Although ... even if normal women can be dangerous, don't underestimate a humiliated and spiteful woman.