The Birth Of Demi-Gods (4)

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"Ivanka?!" I rushed to her, catching her before she fell forward onto the table and injured herself even further. "What ha-Who did this to you?!"

Before my rage boiled any further, Ivanka waved me off, giving me a good tap on the shoulder before trying to get on the chair by herself. I tried to help her, but with her Alpha pride, she probably didn't want to embarrass herself any further in front of her bitch, so she simply waved me off again.

I loved Ivanka, but as a former man - wait I was stil a man, ah fuck it - I had to be understanding of her stupid pride, and simply let her do it herself.

It didn't help that everytime she stuttered forward, and her body swayed like a weak leaf, a part of my heart broke. When she finally got herself settled onto the chair, I took my own seat and then looked into her usually strong, smoky eyes.

Now, they were nothing but a dull grey.

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"So," I started. "What happened?" I tried my best to stay calm, since I understood that the last thing Ivanka wanted was for me to lose my tits and start acting like a white mom after she was 5 seconds late to the airport.

Ivanka looked around, and answered, "This is your dream? As original as the dreamer himself."

I only scoffed. "If you have enough energy to joke around, you have enough energy to explain." I saw her eyes harden, like she was going to lie to me, so in response, I took a hold of her hands and squeezed them tightly.

"Please," My voice cracked. "I'm already holding back enough, not questioning you frantically. Just tell me as much as you can, so my heart can rest ease."

Ivanka's stone-cold face softened, as she let out a sigh. "Alright." Even as she said that, I could see her eyes swimming about. I knew that she was already thinking of removing information that would be harmful to me, and instead, just tell me the easy parts.

"I'll tell you," Ivanka let out another sigh. It was rare to even see Ivanka smile, now she was already letting out two sighs at once? Something was definitely wrong.

In my head, I tried to remember information that told of something like this happening, but as far as I remembered, nothing like this happened. Ivanka was the goddess of the moon, war and victory, along with many other little domains of godhood, so there were only a handful who could damage Ivanka this much.

For example, someone like the Demon God could definitely-Ah. It was then that everything clicked inside my head, as I now knew why my memories were so hazy after I lost the fight against the Demon God, and why I remembered hearing Ivanka's voice before I collapsed.

"You were there, weren't you?" I asked.

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"You were the one who descended upon the world, to battle against the Demon God," I said, shocked. My eyes swam like fishes from the revelation. "I knew I felt your presence! So it was you! But that would mean that you broke the-"

My eyes widened. "Is that why you look so injured?! Did she do this to you?!"

Ivanka held up a hand, and I was silent. "Before you go on with any more theories, just know that you are mostly correct. But, there is one thing wrong."

"The King Of Gods, my dear oldest sister wasn't the one to do this to me. Yes, what I did was well within a breach of our contract, but after appealing that the Demon God was the first to break the law, she didn't do much more than give me a stern warning."

I let out a breath. After all, even if I was aiming to kill the Demon God, the myriad realms would accept it, since anyone who killed the source of all evils would be heralded a hero after all but think even one wrong, vile thing about the King Of Gods, and your head would be on a bounty in almost all of the myriad realms. That was how much, the first god born from the Source, and basically, the creator of all was respected in the myriad realms.

Oh right, fun fact, Willow's second incarnation, was also the former wife of the King Of Gods. I wonder how she'd react if I dropped in to say hi. Would such a powerful being be able to sense that someone else was possessing the incarnated body of her former wife?

"It was during the battle with that scum," Ivanka said, voice dripping with hostility at the word 'scum'. "I had to call upon the Source, or at least a part of it, to kill off all of her clones from the myriad realms once and unfortunately, not for all."

Now it was Ivanka's time to squeeze my hands. "I bought you time."

Love blossomed again inside my heart. Call me a simp, but even if I was a completely straight guy who would never, ever touch a dick, be it in the form of a female or male, I would still get down on my knees and suck on Ivanka's cock right there and then.

But, I held myself back. Or, at least tried to, but this body was emotional. Yes, it was totally the body's fault, totally not me who was bawling my eyes out right now.

Even though her body was so bruised and weak, I could still sense the distress she felt when I started crying, through our signal so before, she could say anything, I cut her off.

"I'm not crying because of that," I said. "It's just-I just- You're just so stupid!" Yup, that was exactly the best words I could muster for someone who loved me so much she did my world's equivalent of killing a million hitlers.

"Beloved."

Ivanka's left hand rubbed my knuckles, and I forgot how much her hands dwarfed mine since we haven't much ever since I left her realm. Her right hand moved to my cheeks, clearing the tears that rolled down my cheeks before putting a finger up my chin, making me look up into her smoky, so fucking hot, eyes.

"I've promised you everything that I am, the moment you promised everything that you have to me," Ivanka said, referring to how I had chosen her for my virginity. "I would go through hell and back, kill a god, and even raze an entire realm, all just for you, beloved."

"You are my moon, and stars."

Wow, Ivanka really knew how to finished someone off, romantically of course. I was already bawling my fucking eyes off through her speech, and now she told me that I was her moon, and stars - words from the literal goddess of the moon and night sky?

Yup, even more ugly tears rolled down my cheeks.

But, I still managed to talk through the sniffles. "I love you so much. Everything that I am belongs only to you, and shall remain that way until you say so. My lover, master, and guardian."

Maybe I had thought of how pesky the table was in speararting the both of us, because it suddenly disappeared along with the chairs as the white room suddenly turned into my room, or more specifically, the room that Ivanka and I shared back in her domain.

We both tumbled into my bed, and Ivanka winced from the pain.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Wait, let me try something for you," I said and focused my thoughts into healing this sexy dark-skinned woman.

"Don't waste your efforts. Afflictions of the Source are not something that a mere-"

Before she could say anything, her body started glowing golden white, the source of my powers, and the source of me. I didn't understand anything that was going on, but I did manage a cheeky raise of an eyebrow over at Ivanka.

"You were saying?"