Aphrodite's playful smirk vanished.
Hera's expression hardened.
Even Athena—the ever-composed goddess of war—felt her circuits tremble.
"…Impossible."
Allen tilted his head. "Is it?"
The golden spear, a weapon ant to end gods, ant to erase all possibilities of evasion—stood frozen at his fingertip, unable to move forward even an inch.
Allen's golden eyes glowed.
And then—
He flicked the spear.
CRACK!
A massive shockwave erupted, splitting the clouds above in an instant. The very air scread, and the warship's divine systems flared in alarm, unable to process what had just happened.
Athena's spear broke.
Her divine weapon—shattered.
A devastating silence hung over Atlantis.
And then, Allen grinned.
"Well," he said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "I guess that ans I win."
Athena stood frozen. Not out of fear—but genuine disbelief.
For the first ti in her existence—
She had lost.
A tense silence hung in the air. The battlefield, once consud by divine energy, now lay eerily still.
Athena's warship—her true body—remained motionless in the sky, its divine circuits struggling to process what had just happened.
Her terminal avatar, standing before Allen, clenched her fists.
She had lost.
No—more than that.
Her ultimate strike, a weapon ant to force victory, had been casually negated.
This wasn't simply a defeat.
It was absolute dominance.
Allen stretched his arms lazily. "Well, that was fun." He grinned, his eyes flickering with amusent. "Wanna go again?"
Athena's expression remained unreadable. She did not move. Did not speak.
Hera, who had been watching intently, finally sighed. "To break Athena's divine weapon so effortlessly… You truly are an anomaly."
Aphrodite, her crimson hair swaying in the breeze, placed a delicate hand on her hip. "Ufufu~ I knew you were strong, but this is beyond my expectations."
She stepped forward, her red eyes gleaming with newfound curiosity. "I must say, Allen~ you are quite… enticing."
Allen smirked. "Oh? Falling for already?"
Aphrodite giggled. "Who knows~?"
Athena, however, remained silent.
Her mind, still machine-like in nature, was rapidly calculating—searching for an explanation.
A mortal should not be capable of this.
Yet Allen was not a mortal.
Athena's gray eyes narrowed. "What are you?"
Allen tilted his head, a playful glint in his gaze. "Didn't I already say?,Mortal or God is up to you but call my na Allen."
Above them, Athena's warship emitted a low hum, scanning him once more. Her terminal body frowned. "You do not belong to Olympus. Nor do you follow the fundantal principles of this world."
Allen rely shrugged. "Sounds about right."
Athena studied him in silence, her analytical mind racing. Then, with a quiet breath, she spoke. "I acknowledge my defeat." Well now the title of the goddess of victory seems to have been tarnished because of Allen.
Aphrodite let out a delighted gasp. "Oh my~! Athena, admitting defeat? This is a rare sight~"
Athena ignored her, turning back to Allen. "However, that does not an I trust you. You are an unknown entity. An anomaly."
Allen took a step closer, his smirk laced with amusent. "Fair enough." He tilted his head slightly. "But tell , Athena… aren't you just a little curious about now?"
Allen let her stare, completely at ease. He had already won the mont she hesitated.
Aphrodite, still leaning against a nearby ruined column, placed a delicate hand over her lips and giggled. "Oh my~ This is quite the developnt. Athena, the ever-rational, hesitating over a man? How scandalous~"
Athena's gaze snapped toward the goddess of love. "I do not hesitate."
Aphrodite's smile only widened. "Then deny it."
Athena's lips pressed into a thin line.
Hera, ever the composed queen, finally stepped forward, her regal presence commanding the space between them. "Enough, Aphrodite," she said, though her golden eyes held a flicker of amusent. "Allen may have bested Athena in combat, but that does not an we should imdiately lower our guard."
Allen placed a hand over his chest in mock offense. "Oh? And here I thought we were starting to get along."
Athena crossed her arms. "You mistake tolerance for acceptance."
He chuckled. "And yet, you haven't demanded my elimination."
Athena said nothing.
Aphrodite, clearly entertained, sidled up next to Allen, her soft pink hair cascading over her shoulders. "Fufu~ I think Athena's just flustered. It's been a long ti since she's encountered sothing she can't explain."
Athena shot her a glare. "I am not flustered."
Allen smirked. "You sound flustered."
For a brief mont, Athena's fingers twitched as if she were calculating the optimal way to strangle him.
Hera exhaled, shaking her head. "Enough. Allen, you have proven yourself—for now. But understand this: Olympus does not take kindly to anomalies, no matter how charming they may act."
Allen chuckled. "Duly noted, Your Majesty."
Hera's gaze lingered on him, unreadable, before she turned to leave. Athena hesitated for half a second before following.
Before they could fully depart, golden light shimred beside Allen.
Two figures erged—graceful, radiant, and completely unfazed by the presence of Olympian gods.
The first was a breathtaking woman with silver hair that shimred under the light and deep red eyes that held a mixture of amusent and warmth. With effortless familiarity, she looped an arm around Allen's, resting her head on his shoulder.
The second was equally captivating but in a different way. Her long, deep blue ocean-colored hair cascaded down her back like waves of water, while her soft lavender eyes held an endless, ancient warmth. She stepped closer to Allen without hesitation, her presence vast yet gentle.
Allen's smirk didn't fade as he gestured toward them. "I believe introductions are in order." He introduced his two wives to Athena and Aphrodite.
His grip on Raviel's hand tightened slightly, a small but intimate gesture. "This is Raviel. My beloved wife."
Raviel giggled, pressing against him affectionately. "Fufu~ The one and only~"
Allen turned to the blue-haired beauty beside him, his gaze eting hers with familiarity and warmth. "And this is Tiamat, my wife as well."
Tiamat inclined her head gracefully. "It is a pleasure."
Aphrodite tilted her head, intrigued. "Oh my~ You didn't ntion you already had such divine beauties by your side."
Athena, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke. "You have power. Influence. And yet, you are not one of us." She t Allen's gaze, sothing unreadable in her expression. "What are you really?"
Allen only smirked. "Wouldn't you like to find out?"
Athena narrowed her eyes. But she didn't refute him.
Hera sighed, rubbing her temples. "This is only the beginning, isn't it?"
....
After the intense encounter with the Olympian goddesses, Allen knew he needed a place to settle down—at least temporarily. Wandering Atlantis without a proper residence would only invite more unnecessary attention, and while he enjoyed teasing the goddesses, he preferred to do so on his own terms.
He turned to Raviel and Tiamat, who stood by his side, ever graceful. "So, any ideas on where we're staying?"
Raviel smirked, her red eyes gleaming playfully. "Fufu~ I could prepare a luxurious palace for you instantly, but wouldn't that be too easy?"
Allen chuckled. "A little. I don't mind sothing more… natural."
Tiamat, ever the gentle presence, tilted her head in thought. "This city has many grand estates, but I believe finding a place near the sea would be best." Her soft lavender eyes t his. "The ocean is calming."
Aphrodite, who had been eavesdropping with clear amusent, suddenly perked up. "Oh my~ Are you looking for a place to stay?"
Allen raised an eyebrow. "You offering?"
Aphrodite smirked, flipping a lock of her vivid crimson hair over her shoulder. "Not quite, but I do know of a vacant villa near the coastline. It belonged to a rather… unfortunate noble who lost favor with the gods. It's quite luxurious, and more importantly, private~"
Her scarlet eyes sparkled mischievously, watching for Allen's reaction.
Allen considered it. "Huh. Sounds promising."
Hera, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke. "It is a suitable choice. The villa remains under the domain of Olympus, aning it will not be questioned if you take residence there."
Athena, still watching him closely, frowned. "However, it would also place you within our sphere of influence."
Allen smirked. "And that's a bad thing?"
Athena narrowed her eyes but said nothing.
Raviel laughed softly. "Fufu~ It's perfect then."
Tiamat nodded. "If it is near the sea, I approve."
Allen stretched, looking satisfied. "Alright then. Let's go check out our new ho."
As they walked through the streets of Atlantis, Aphrodite's ruby-red hair caught the sunlight, drawing even more attention than usual. The mortals and lesser divine spirits they passed couldn't help but steal glances at her, srized by her beauty.
Aphrodite smirked, clearly enjoying the admiration. She leaned slightly toward Allen, her scarlet eyes glinting with mischief. "You know, dear, having personally guide you to a new ho… so might say that's quite the intimate gesture~"
Allen chuckled. "Is that so? Should I be honored?"
She giggled, brushing her fingers through her hair. "Very."
Hera sighed but didn't intervene, while Athena looked mildly annoyed, as if regretting allowing Aphrodite to lead this conversation.
Tiamat, unconcerned with their banter, simply walked alongside Allen, her presence as gentle as ever.
Soon, they arrived at the villa, and as Allen admired the view, Aphrodite watched him closely, a playful glimr in her red gemstone-like eyes.
"Well?" she purred. "Do you approve?"
Allen smirked. "Yeah… I think this'll do just fine."
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