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The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Sol Vestic was once a hero summoned by the Goddess to save her fading world. He battled for years in a war against the forces of darkness, ultimately standing as the lone survivor from both factions after vanquishing the Demon-God. After destroying the enemy, the Goddess descended to the physical plain, and Sol, having endured horrors beyond hell, is rewarded. Captivated by his strength, the Goddess Ikaris binds herself to him in a slave pact, a pact he finds acceptable for all he desires after that much death is rest while her only desire is to serve him. That was supposed to be the end, but they both got summoned again to another world almost as soon as they returned to his own. This time around, Sol refuses to become anyone's hero. Instead, in his quest for rest he chooses to challenge the pantheon of gods and become the strongest being in existence while living as a misunderstood man, carried by his slave who took his place as hero, battles await, secrets start to scurry into the light when the world as he knew it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

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An Unexpected Occurrence. (1)

(This entire chapter is being revised to get rid of the degeneration, after losing what would have been a fun and loyal reader because of it, I have no choice but to rethink it's relevance (⁠ب⁠_⁠ب⁠)

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"What the hell." Dina stood at the entrance after waking in on what looked from behind like Sol kissing Arla while Ikaris stared in shock, but when nobody turned to meet her gaze she walked over to them and stared over his shoulder, there she found Arla crying like a lost child and Sol trying to calm her as he held her gently. "What's going on?" She repeated her question a second time.

"Love..." Ikaris stared at Sol's expression, it was neither caring nor uncaring and yet it did not feel like a passive stare either, it was the first time she found confliction in his heart through just looking in his eyes.

"Arla..." Sol held her a little tighter and looked toward the torch that lit the inside of the tent.