Joren didn't know why he expected to finally be in comfort when gaera said she'll carry him.
"Ow… w-wait, you're dragging , you're not carrying !" Joren explained but gaera just increased her speed, lifting him from the ground.
"AHHH~!"
"Stop shouting!" gaera shouted.
With her speed, Joren felt like he was about to be separated from his limb. Fortunately, before that happens, they've arrived at a place where the shadow of red light could be seen.
"Why… why are won always so rough on ?"
Joren huffed and tried to catch his breath even though he was carried.
"You're so weak… how are you able to escape Tartarus?" gaera asked and began doubting before she 'realized', "Oh, maybe it took all your strength to escape, is that it?"
"No, I'm really this weak… let rest first."
Joren said and lied down but gaera just frowned.
"Are you scared?"
"A little…" Joren didn't lie.
"Say, I still haven't decided what to do to you for wasting my ti, didn't I?"
A foreboding voice entered Joren's ears. For him, this is scarier than Tartarus since she might really do sothing to him.
"Alright, I get it, let's go."
"Huh? too?" gaera pointed at herself, a little surprised.
"How are you going to see enter then? Also, have you seen since Tartarus?"
"Of course not! But I know that it's literally hell with an infinite sea of flas, burning every being that sinned against the Gods."
gaera described what she had heard before.
"Yeah, that's about right. But you should see it, it's an amazing sight too."
Joren said with a smile and forced her.
"No, you just want soone to co with you because you're scared." gaera reasoned to which Joren just sighed and let it go.
"Fine, but if I enter once, you'll go with the second ti?"
"Sure…"
gaera unsurely responded. Although she no longer bears the pride she have before as a mighty Erinye, she still has her pride. If a lesser undead can do it, why can she not?
Joren nodded with that and went on, walking closer to Tartarus as gaera followed from behind. She still couldn't see the entrance from there. However, the closer she is, the heavier her chest becos. At this point, not even greater undead can bear the screams of million sufferers.
gaera already knew that Joren once exited Tartarus but seeing him enter now after knowing how weak he is, she was greatly shocked.
He was getting slower upon getting closer. As if his body weight was increasing for every step he takes.
Eventually, she was gone from her sight. Her heart beating heavily from worry and fear. She wouldn't be surprised if she no longer see Joren co out.
A minute later which felt like an hour, gaera could no longer take it as she muttered.
"Maybe… he's dead?"
She took a step back and slowly turned around. Her steps was becoming faster and faster.
After getting out of the shadows of the red light, gaera was finally able to calm herself. She had never stayed that long near Tartarus. If she was not an immortal being who has lived a very long ti, she would've gone insane from the sinister cacophony that envelops the area.
"What should I tell the Lord and Allecto?" she heaved a sigh, "No, Allecto would just laugh at his demise but Lord might get angry at for bringing him to Tartar-"
"gaera" she suddenly heard soone call out her na accompanied by a hand placed on her shoulder.
"Kyah-!"
The Goddess of Jealousy, one of the Furies, gaera shrieked and crouched down.
Realizing whose voice it is, she looked back and lifted her head to see Joren trying to restrain his laughter.
"Y-you…"
"Sorry… I must've scared you…"
Joren doesn't seem like he's sorry at all.
"You're alive?" gaera stood up, forgetting the fact that she just shrieked out of fear.
"Yeah, don't tell you didn't see enter?"
"I saw, I saw you, that's why I'm shocked to see you alive."
'You wanted to die?' Joren raised an eyebrow but let it go. The two of them are not that close. So what if he dies?
"Why are you far out here anyway? I thought you're going to wait on ."
"No… you've been too long there. I thought you're dead already."
gaera explained. She didn't know why she's relieved but she felt sothing heavy disappear from her chest.
"Oh, then I've proven myself, is that correct?"
Joren cheekily smirked.
"I don't know about that but a promise is a promise." gaera no longer cared about the deal after being shocked like that.
Joren pumped his fist in celebration. Would a Goddess go back on her word? If she does then he's in big trouble. But there's no point in worrying about that. Having a promise is better than nothing.
"Then, let's go."
He then pointed with his thumb.
"Go where?" gaera tilted her head.
"Go to Tartarus, you included."
"H-huh?"
"I thought a promise is a promise?" Joren asked against her.
gaera gritted her teeth and just nodded with a forced smile.
Joren found this side of her cute. He couldn't help but grin.
"Follow ."
"You're being… too full of yourself. I bet Tartarus isn't actually as scary as I heard it to be." gaera got annoyed by his obvious teasing.
"That's what I've been saying. If you want, you can walk in front."
"No… I don't know the direction so, you can go ahead. I'll follow you." gaera looked away as she said that.
"I see… well, if you wanna hold your hands, it's just here." Joren was having fun as he offered his hand.
However, gaera stayed silent and just followed him with a frown.
'Did I go too far?'
"No, I am not that scared."
She then suddenly replied, her voice full of resolution.
'If I was still in my pri, I would be pushing people off into the cave myself!'
"Alright,"
Joren then led her and it didn't take them long to get near the cave. gaera could feel her heart beating quickly and heavily again.
This was the nearest she had ever been to Tartarus.
This is akin to a person who doesn't necessarily have a fear of height but is scared to walk closer to a cliff. It's natural to fear sothing that might cause them death. The closer that person is to the edge of the cliff, the more they feel dizzy, the cold into their bones, and the debilitation of their limbs.
Although gaera is an immortal Goddess who's not scared of height, being imprisoned in Tartarus to a Goddess is like the death of a person.
Getting closer to her eternal damnation, gaera couldn't help but get cold feet.
"You sure… I wouldn't slip and fall into Tartarus?"
"Don't worry, I'll hold onto you." Joren felt pity for her but turning their back now might destroy her resolution so he supported her.
Hearing this, gaera looked into Joren's face that was free of fear. Sohow, she found this lesser undead reliable.
Joren was having fun more than being scared. Maybe, thinking with his dick is sotis helpful.
Entering the mouth of the cave, gaera tightened her grip on Joren's hand as her eyes span over the flaming horizon.
It was scarier than what she expected.
[Joren Vierei, don't turn your back now and you even brought… gaera?]
The real Gyges was talking to Joren earlier and that's why the latter was a bit longer inside.
But gaera's eyes were rolling now, not knowing what's happening as she dropped onto the ground.
anwhile, Gyges, who finally saw a woman after countless millennia of being stuck in Tartarus, drooled over the sight of the weakened gaera.
So, what if they're blood-related? There's no such thing as incest between Gods. The pri example is Zeus' family.
Not only was gaera a woman, but she was also a stunning Goddess.
[Mortal Joren, in exchange for this Hetanchoire's favor, you'll just need to push that woman. Just a push all your lifelong dreams will be yours!]
The other conscious beings began looking in their direction as they heard Gyges say the word 'woman'. Although there are undeniably won there, they could no longer be viewed as one. With their face and body lted, lust was no longer a thing in the sea of flas.
But beings that can still walk and talk in Tartarus like Gyges all looked at gaera as if she's a heavenly treat for them.
[You'll have favor from too!]
[I was once a king! Just push her and I'll tell you where I hid my treasure!]
Many n shouted. In the land of suffering, they were desperate to relieve themselves.
[Even if I cannot escape, I will tell you where I buried my inheritance!]
Only those who are powerful enough truly offend the Gods and thus, was sent to Tartarus. None of these people were small.
"Sure! However, I don't trust any of you! Tell what you can first before I push her!"
Joren replied, making the weakened gaera look at her with pleading eyes.
She can't seem to gather any strength within there. Joren pulled her arm up and held her face as if he's a slave trader, auctioning gaera, the slave.
"Don't be scared, I'll never push you even if it ant that I will get stuck here.." Joren whispered to her, "Let's take advantage of these fools."
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