[67] Trouble in the BeachChapter 67: Trouble in the Beach
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[Third Person Point of View]
Immortality was nice. But boredom was not. Especially when it was the kind of boredom that stretched for millennia.
With immortality ca boredom, a lack of stimulation, and excitent. Even a great blessing like Immortality could dull at so point, like a curse. Not enough to make a God suicidal, but enough to make them seek entertainnt in any other way.
In search of new stimulating experiences and sensations, Gods have done a lot of things throughout the centuries.
Mainly wars—mythological wars. Clash between Chief Gods that split the world into the seven continents that exist today.
At one point, Gods ca to an agreent to stop ddling in the mortal realm. If they continued fighting, the realm was bound to collapse. That wouldn't end well for any of them. It was the main reason why the supernatural aspect of the world beca an alien concept instead of being a common the across the centuries.
Gods could co down to the mortal world anyti, of course, they could co and have fun, but it was limited. Most of all, they were exclusively forbidden from using their powers in the mortal world in a harmful way. If power usage really beca necessary, they would erect an Instant Dungeon to take care of their business.
Of all the Major Gods, Quetzalcoatl was a Warrior God. All of these limitations didn't suit her taste. She just wanted to fight and wreak havoc; to enjoy her days, but these rules kept her restrained. As one could expect, she had broken the rules many tis across the years, though they weren't grand enough that she received worthwhile punishnt. Aztecs simply fixed the issue by compensating the other Pantheons with material goods.
At last, in the recent century, she forced herself to adapt to the changing tis. The Computers and Internet helped with it the most. It was a good pass ti.
She liked all kinds of entertainnt—gas, comic books, movies, ani, novels, everything. Though a Warrior God feared by many, Quetzalcoatl spent all her ti locked in her room nowadays.
…Quetzalcoatl was what Japanese people would call a "hikikomori".
Speaking of Japan, she particularly liked that country. The entertainnt side of that country was extrely lavish and enjoyable for her. She was also into Korean dramas, and recently, she tried her first Japanese Reality Show. Out of coincidence, or perhaps fate, it just happened to be the show where Aqua was acting.
God-in-Spirit, Quetzalcoatl, was a fan.
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'That was embarrassing,' Quetzalcoatl was in a changing room, a wooden hut, on the beach as she changed into her bikinis.
She tied her top behind her back as she wore a cute, soft frown and stared down at the floor. 'That little mortal. Was he serious or was he teasing ? How outrageous.'
She did expect a little flirting when she ca here, but that expectation faded when she realized Aqua knew how strong she was. More so after he deduced her identity. Okay, fine, flirting was one thing, but who would knowingly tease her–the Feathered Serpent? Did that child have a death wish?
"..."
Wait, why was she getting so worked up by a child anyway? Unbelievable.
Quetzalcoatl quickly shook her head, the heat of embarrassnt vanishing from her face. She turned to exit the hut when a ring chid in her ear.
It was the ring of a phone call, except only she could hear it.
"Accept Call," She said and the magical call was accepted. The voice of a man, her current direct Avatar, flowed into her head.
"[Good afternoon, my lady. I have called to ask just in case. Have you found the culprits yet?]" Her Avatar's skeptical voice asked as she blinked.
Right, she wasn't mainly here to et the cast of her new favorite show. That would be a waste of ti, at least that's what her subordinates would have said. She had a more formal reason to be in Hawaii.
She grumbled. "I'm on it. I made sure the rmaids were safe in a cave, but I have yet to locate the fools who are after them. I did find soone who I thought was a suspect for a mont, I was about to blast their head then, but it was a wrong call. It was just so kids. Uh, you know… from that show."
"[Oh,]" her Avatar went silent. A sigh ca from the other side a mont later. "[I can't tell you to not enjoy yourself, but make sure to do your job too. This is an important request from Atlantis, since we are in charge of this region we can help them and secure a good relationship. Yes, I know you don't care, but it's a good thing for the Pantheon as a whole. So please take it a bit seriously. Goodbye."
The pissed man's voice died in her head and Quetzalcoatl sighed in annoyance.
"Why must I deal with little things like this?" If the flow of Fate wanted her to deal with problems so bad, then send so Chief Gods her way, dammit.
These fucking Dark Pirates that dared to ss with the rmaids, why did they have to ruin her lovely vacation?
She kicked the sand, pausing midway as she realized too much teen drama might have affected her behavior in odd ways.
"You are a Warrior God…" Quetzalcoatl reminded herself and walked out of the hut while slapping her cheeks.
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[First Person Point of View]
'What's up with her?'
I looked to the hut as Quetzalcoatl walked out of it. She looked grumpy. Better not ss with her, these stupid Warrior Gods get angered easily.
Her appearance drew , however. For a being as old as I, outer beauty didn't affect my soul. However, it's true that I was in the body of a teenager right now. I could control my urges, but my hormones acted on their own in the sight of a hottie. This woman was gorgeous; my type.
Her blonde hair streaked down her body like a fountain, her green eyes twinkling like little stars. Most of her body was now exposed; her previous pants were replaced by a red sarong skirt that left one of her long legs exposed. Her breasts were tied down by her green top, but her toned abdon and wide torso were visible for the world to see.
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