Eros stood atop Mount Parnassus, Kyos's body sprawled in a pool of divine blood, his severed head rolled a few meters away. The Blades of Chaos, still dripping, пульсировали in his hands, their energy calming after the slaughter. He wiped sweat from his brow, his breath heavy but satisfied. The holographic interface flickered, casting glowing lines into the misty air.
[DING]
[Quest Completed: Defeat Kyos, the Scourge of War]
Reward: +200 charisma points, Absorption enhancement (Reinforced Drain).
Description: Absorption now drains more energy and temporarily boosts your attacks.
[Your name is spreading between heaven and earth]
[New Quest: Subjugate General Eris]
Description: Subdue Eris by force and turn her into a sex slave.
[Seductive Aura → Domination]
Description: Your Seductive Aura evolves into Domination. It can now intimidate all in your vicinity. You have fully reclaimed your domineering aura.
Note: Eris is currently in the Valley of Thebes.
Eros felt a surge of new power course through him, Absorption amplified by Kyos's death. He placed a hand on the ground, testing the skill. A dark warmth flowed from the berserker's remains, restoring his energy and strengthening his muscles. The interface flickered again, updating his status:
[Status]
Rank: Fallen God (Level 5)
Divine Status: 70
Powers: Divine Charm (20%), Domination (50%, evolved), Erotic Strike (enhanced), Divine Touch (enhanced), Absorption (Reinforced Drain).
Weapon: Blades of Chaos (Amplified Fury).
Charisma Points: 950/1000.
Note: Your divine authority is rising. Keep subjugating Ares' generals to fully reclaim your godhood.
A predatory grin spread across his lips. "Looks like I'm close to regaining my full divine authority," he murmured, sheathing the Blades of Chaos. "Alright… to Thebes. We've got a bitch to break."
He descended the mountain calmly, Kyos's oppressive aura nearly gone, leaving only faint traces of warlike energy. At the base, he glanced back at the summit, where the berserker's corpse lay—a trophy of his victory. Then he took off, his divine body devouring miles at supernatural speed.
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The shortest path to the Valley of Thebes cut through the spirit forest, the dryads' domain. Eros stopped at the forest's entrance, towering trees forming a dense canopy, their leaves shimmering in filtered light. "Been a week since I left, and here I am back," he murmured, smirking. He plunged into the forest, his steps silent on the moss, the Blades of Chaos clinking softly at his belt.
After thirty minutes, he halted, his Domination aura pulsing lightly. "Why the fuck are you hiding?" he called out, his voice echoing through the trees. "You've been tailing me for a while, and honestly, it's pissing me off."
A heavy silence followed, then several shadows emerged from the underbrush, kneeling before him. An elven warrior, breathtakingly beautiful, spoke. Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, her vegetal armor revealing half her ample breasts. "Forgive our impertinence, Lord Eros," she said, her voice melodic but respectful.
Eros, unfazed by her cleavage, gestured for her to rise. "What's your name?"
"Râ, my lord," she replied, standing gracefully.
"Got it. So, what the hell are you doing here?"
"The queen was alerted to your presence and ordered us to escort you," Râ explained, her green eyes fixed on Eros with a mix of fear and admiration.
"Perfect," he said, a sly grin on his lips. "Let's move."
He took the lead, strolling at a leisurely pace, in no rush. The elves and dryads escortily escorting him stole furtive glances, their eyes lingering on his blood-stained Spartan toga and the Blades of Chaos. Eros ignored them, keeping their respect at arm's length.
After what felt like an eternity, they reached the dryad village's entrance. Vegetal lanterns illuminated the suspended huts, and a crowd of curious eyes turned toward him. At the main gate, Sylvia awaited, her green hair glinting in the light. Eros approached, a friendly smile ready, but before he could speak, a resounding slap cracked across his cheek, shocking the onlookers. Sylvia, her face flushed with anger, spun on her heel and stormed off, her furious steps echoing on the mossy ground.
The dryads and elves gasped, stunned that anyone would dare strike a god. Eros, knowing the reason for her anger, stayed silent, rubbing his cheek with an amused grin. He nodded to the escorts in thanks. "Râ," he said, turning to the elven warrior, "catch you later?"
Râ blushed faintly, nodding. "Yes, my lord." She left with the others, leaving Eros alone.
He headed to the Mother of Spirits' hut, his stride confident. Inside, he found her seated on her vegetal throne, her breasts half-covered by her leaf dress, green hair cascading over her shoulders. "Didn't take you long to come back," she said, a mischievous smile on her lips. "Miss this woman already?"
"Nah," Eros replied bluntly, leaning against a pillar. "I just need to get to Thebes."
The queen burst into laughter, a crystalline sound. "Hahaha! Your name's spreading like wildfire, god-slayer," she said, her green eyes sparkling with amusement. "Pan, Kyos… you're shaking Olympus, fallen one."
"Just took out some pests in my way," he shot back, smirking. "Nothing more."
The conversation stretched on, the queen teasing him about his feats and ambitions. Eros, relaxed, responded with his usual mix of arrogance and charm. When she suggested he spend the night in the village, he agreed without hesitation. "Yeah, why not. I'm here, might as well enjoy it," he said, eliciting a suggestive glint in the queen's eyes.
After talking, Eros left the hut and headed to his old lodging, a spacious tent at the village's heart. Inside, he found the room spotless, the mossy bed freshly made, his belongings neatly arranged. A satisfied smile tugged at his lips. "Not bad," he murmured, collapsing onto the bed. The Blades of Chaos, set beside him, seemed to watch over him. Fatigue from the journey and Kyos's fight washed over him, and he closed his eyes, letting sleep take hold.