"What am I, carrying every burden?
The glory of kings, the beggar’s plea.
So fear and flee, so find themselves in my face and lt.
Take seriously, and I beco truth.
Dismiss , and I’m deed a lie. What am I?"
I said it slowly, but I turned off the comnts so only Iris von Dragnar could respond.
[Iris von Dragnar: What’s this? Could it be a mirror?]
I chuckled lightly and shook my head: "No, the answer is words." I reopened the comnts.
-HAHAHAHA Raul’s good at everything!
-Please marry !
-I’m sohow convinced...
[Iris von Dragnar: You’re lying! Explain it!!!]
"Words carry every ssage—the glory of kings, the beggar’s request. So flee from the truth in words; others find themselves in them. When taken seriously, they’re the truth; when dismissed, they’re lies. That’s why the answer is words. But you didn’t take my words seriously and saw them as a lie," I said with a condescending expression that explained everything.
-The guy explained it instantly.
-Admit you lost, Empress...I’ve never seen such a roast.
-He chose to speak facts in every language he could speak.
I laughed a bit. This chat was fun, and the donations were pouring in.
"Alright, folks, I hope I made your night a bit more bearable. This ti, I’ll leave you not with a song but with a poem," I said.
The comnts froze again: "Yet everyone kills the one they love, listen to what I say. So with their looks, so with their words. Cowards kill with a kiss, the brave with sword strikes. So kill their love when young, others when old." I paused.
I took a breath and continued: "So strangle with lustful hands, others with hands of gold. rciful people use a knife, for death by blade is painless. So love too little, so too much. So sell, others buy. Sotis they shed tears while killing, others feel nothing. For everyone kills the one they love, but not everyone dies with them."
-I think I’m crying.
-Daddy Raul, take with you!
-You can kill .
-Ahhh, damn it!
I shut down the stream after that.
I was tired. I stepped out of the cave.
This cave isn’t located in any kingdom.
Right now, I am on the moon.
The proof? A beautiful, violet-haired woman with blue eyes, her mouth bound, stood outside the cave.
When I first ca to this cave, she ca to and tried to fight.
Now she’s tied with aether-made ropes, her powers suppressed.
I untied her mouth: "YOU BASTARD! AHHHH, HELP!!! I’LL KILL YOU!"
Before she could say more, I slapped her, sending a shockwave: "SHUT THE FUCK UP! I can hear you just fine. Now, are you going to have a proper conversation, or should I hang you at the entrance of Mount Olympus?"
My voice was terrifying, but Artemis nodded like her life depended on it: "NO, NO! Okay, I’m calm... ugh, I wanted to talk nicely, but I get why the gods hate you..."
I slowly untied her ropes and looked at her.
At the slightest move, I wouldn’t hesitate to mop the moon’s surface with her.
She knew it too.
We entered the cave’s entrance, which had grown into another realm, its walls built up. This goddess was using the internet here, trolling people.
When I found this place, she tried to shoot with her bow for wanting to "rent" it. I stopped ti just for her and tad her a bit.
"If possible, can I rest a bit? You stole my room," she said, but before she could finish, another door appeared from my room.
We both entered.
The room was decked out with things Artemis would love.
Plushies, a top-of-the-line PC, and a phone.
Artemis had beco a NEET goddess even before I ca.
I looked down on her.
The moon’s operations were automated, the gods just provided a bit of energy, and voila...
But when they moved the moon, each cycle of day and night increased their divinity.
I understood this because Artemis’s energy had grown, though that was normal: "Artemis, where are the other moon Gods? Selene or Tsukuyomi?"
"They’re all busy with other stuff. That bastard Tsukuyomi ditched with the work. I bet he’s in so fairy’s bed right now. Selene’s on vacation—aning I will be stuck with the moon for about a thousand years..." She gave a weird look because I knew a lot about gods.
Even the Chinese moon goddess is around, but I don’t want to deal with that cultivator nonsense.
Artemis took a spin around the room, jumped on the bed, and bounced back. I caught her: "Wow, this bed is so soft—better than the last one! And is this a top-of-the-line PC? You humans, I only respect you for knowing how to have fun. How’d you get a cutting-edge PC to the moon?"
"Co on, goddess, I can be anywhere, anyti. I can stop ti. You’re surprised by this?" But Artemis lunged at , grabbed my collar, and tried to throw .
All she got was a look from .
Even a 9th-tier swordmaster or mage would’ve burned enough energy to travel from the moon to Earth nine tis with the effort she put in.
Thank goodness I use aether instead of mana.
Those who use aether are associated with gods—not ordinary ones, but god-kings or primordial forces.
"Artemis, I gotta say, you look pretty cute, and where is your brother Apollo?" I said.
She blushed at that but lightly punched my stomach, sending a shockwave.
I smiled softly, but when I ntioned her brother, she got pissed.
"That bastard abandoned . He’s probably off trying to stick his dick in so male or female god or fairy." Artemis crossed her arms.
Uh, I scratched the back of my neck. That’s... gross.
I coughed: "Got it. Do you use the internet, Artemis?"
"Yeah, I said I didn’t get the PC just for decoration. I love browsing Eyetube or Instamont," she said, showing excitent.
It was like two otakus talking about the sa stuff: "I released a new song, and I’m the new celebrity among humans. Hope you like it."
Artemis sat in her gaming chair: "You’ve really brought stuff worthy of gods."
"Hahaha, you’d be shocked if you saw what else I’ve got," I said, pulling my chair next to hers. We started browsing the internet together.
I followed her on Instamont—her userna was moon-supremacy.
I ssed up her hair now and then.
We listened to my song through headphones, and she loved it.
But then she did sothing unexpected.
She jumped on , and I fell back.
Now she was on top of : "Hey, how about we do a music video together next ti? My voice is enchanting, too."
Her face was too close. Damn it.
I lifted her like a ragdoll by her arms and set her back in her chair: "Sure, Artemis, but I’m warning you—I won’t go easy."
"OKAY!" she said, giving a thumbs-up.
A headache hit . I should’ve left her tied up outside the cave...
But she’s so cute.
Her charm is on another level, but her behavior is adorable.
Still, if I press the wrong button, I’ll end up dealing with a goddess hunting for the rest of my life.
So, we spent the whole day playing gas and watching videos with Artemis.
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