Eroma - Realm of Asgard

I have always been the shadow of my brother. A shadow of my family, it was Grey's idea of course, he had long ago. I was his agent, one that tortured and carried out some of the jobs he himself refused to do. Death, at least to me, has been my family for as long as I can remember. On my ninth birthday, I, or rather my brother, had realized I had the talent to see the truth and to kill. I was his blade, working for the family.

It wasn't bad; I have killed about fifteen thousand people in total. Many people knew me for my light speed Artes, but that was only a front. I was the Snow Family assassin. I allowed many things to pass with Arsene by not reporting them to Grey. But I do not regret what I did. We were family, and he was my little bro.

Looking at the golden city in the distance, I turned to the shadow version of Arsene, and the abyssal brat Falis, by my side.

"Are you sure about this? Just him?" said Arsene with a heavy expression. "You could go with Grey."

"No, this is fine. I will meet with him in a few days. Grey is on a diplomatic mission with Mimir and a few gods. But I need to look at the major family's or groups." I carefully explained with a heavy heart. Sensing the horrifying power radiating from the Golden City.

"But why did you bring me?" Falis demanded, "I am very busy with my mission from Elsa. Do you know how hard it is to find a powerful formula?"

"Kid, it's actually quite simple; just ask some random faceless to handle it. That's how business is done. There is an army of them. Ask, and you will receive. If you don't like it, tell them to try again."

Opening his mouth wide, I snickered, watching Arsene fade away like a shadow. Turning to me, Falis grinned, "So then I can be lazy?"

"You can, but now you work for me. If I catch you slacking on any job, I will hang you from your cock over a swarm of sharks."

Shaking in his boots, Falis suddenly glared, "I am stronger than you!" He fired back with raging eyes, " I am an abyssal monster. You stand no chance!"

Arching my lips at the rebellious nature, I narrowed my eyes to the kid who had killed far more than me, "You are indeed stronger, but why do you think Arsene had you follow me? You're my bitch till we are done with our mission. So hold that rage till we meet an enemy."

"Now let's go," I said, moving in the other direction of the city.

"You're going the wrong way!" Falis shouted, pointing towards the city of gold.

"Going to the city is foolish. We need a map and some intel from the local people. Every city or town has a hierarchy. It may not always seem to be the case, but they exist. A doctor might be more valuable than others or a simple blacksmith. It truly all depends, and Asgard is a foreign realm to both of us. Let's learn what we can before we head in."

Snorting, he raised his head, like the disobedient teen he was, "Didn't you read the dossier created by Elsa?"

"I did, but I like to get a feel of the personality of the Asgardian people. We know the highest gods they have, but what of the demi-gods, or false gods, and whatnot. We know nothing. Our jobs will be not to share our data in the usual manner. Remember, we do not exist; we keep it and will provide it in a manner fitting our post. You hold a high position within Arsene's Court, so you have a voice. Just make it clear, how you got the information doesn't matter. Make it up, but just make sure no one knows."

"That kinda seems counter-intuitive. Would it not be easier to share it?" He asked, puzzled by the secrecy.

"It has its benefits, but remember there can always be traitors. You are not just looking at your enemies. We are gathering information on our people. That also includes your close friends and family."

Coming to a halt, I turned to him before continuing. It was not my idea to have Falis follow me. First, off he is a virgin, a little monster with no experience about the world aside from killing. He knew nothing of my work, and I was not one to teach.

However, who would I be if I didn't corrupt the future generation. Our first stop will be whore house! My boy here is going to grow up! Elsa, your brother, is going to turn into a man during this trip. When I am done, he will be pulling bitches left and right.

Turning to Falis, I smiled, watching a chill reach the depths of his heart, "My boy, I will show you the truth! Booty, my friend, is life! And from today onward, I shall teach you all my moves! I tried with Arsene, but that bastard was too cold and stiff."

"Eroma, what the hell are you—"

Chopping his forehead, I arched my head high, "Its master boy! and I, the booty warrior of sorts, will teach you my moves. From today, no woman shall resist you."

"Didn't big sis Elsa reject you a few weeks ago?" Said Falis as I shut my eyes, turning my head.

Acting a little over the top, I gazed up to the heavens, "It's only a matter of time, my boy. Elsa, that foxy demoness will be my wife one day!"

"Big Sis Elsa said you were an idiot, but I now know it's true. I believe her words when she found out I was going with you were. 'Falis, I would rather have my entire vagina removed and be branded a slave than be with that idiot!'

"Such painful words, but a challenge has been accepted. My darling Elsa will be my wife." I shouted to the heavens, slapping my chest with pure confidence, "But she is nieve if she thinks simply getting rid of her garden is enough. I can just use her other two holes."

"Two holes?" Falis asked. Turning to my new protege, I grinned.

"You have much to learn, and I have much to teach. The Dao of Booty is one many wishes to learn, and I am one of the best, my friend!"