"You've already told this a thousand tis… and I'll train when I want to. I want to hone this one skill that seems extrely useful compared to my throne world, which always ends in losing or wasting tons of mana… I need to learn to fight efficiently as opposed to powerfully,"
"Wise words from a greenhorn," He snarled, and just like that, the rest of the dinner was awkward, with the only other person there: Arachne attempting to synthesize so kind of conversation.
She started off with a few questions that imdiately died off, but then eventually asked one big one.
"If you don't mind asking… where is your son's god mark? Isn't he supposed to be a demi-god no matter his evolution or class?"
I then looked at Ares, who sat across the table, twirling his fork in hand.
"Well, I'll tell you now… that he doesn't deserve that status. Other demigods may be weaker than him without the mark, but I don't want him to receive his mark yet. I suppressed it through the system so he can obtain it later on… just not yet," He muttered.
"And why is that? Am I not worthy of it or sothing? You think I'm gonna embarrass you?"
"Well, first of all, you'd beco a target for every mortal being who wants power. Second of all, you'll beco lazy with such overwhelming power… first, co to when you've obtained a demonic title,"
"What the hell is that?" I asked, stabbing into another piece of at.
"By creating a contract with a demon, you'll obtain their many nas that have been spread across the land,"
"Don't I already have one? I an, I'm literally using so of the skills of Satan himself… I even have the runes to prove it,"
"That's a different type of contract. It's a vessel contract that allows them to hold power within you that you coincidentally are able to access. It also sort of bends to your own soul, making so of the skills unique, yet always rember the base is that of a demon lord,"
"Is it a bad contract, then? Should I not have made it?"
"It was a smart decision for the predicant you were in, but this will co back to bite you. It's called a vessel contract for a reason… and the runes are just sothing to make sure your body can actually hold such power so when they take over your body, you won't implode,"
"How kind of them…." I grumbled, and just like that, our dinner finished up awkwardly, yet when I went to sleep, I found a single woman sitting on the edge of my bed.
When she looked at , I noticed her pupils were literally just two golden halos that resonated perfectly with her white hair.
Each movent of hers was graceful enough to be a literal dance, while her flawless white skin reflected practically every light in the room, making her shimr with an eerie golden glow.
"Greetings…" The woman muttered, standing up and slowly becoming sheathed with a suit of armor.
The armor looked familiar… and those wings on the side of her helt were more than enough to tell that she was,
"Athena. So you're Athena, huh? You're taller than I thought," I muttered, looking up at the woman who towered over at a clean three ters.
"I'm much bigger than you think, boy. Just like your father, this is my suppressed form, so your mortal body doesn't completely cripple before my presence,"
The first thing I noticed when talking to this woman was the way she carried herself.
It was as if she was the only one who mattered in the universe, strutting through my room like she basically owned the world we were in.
Her eerie halo eyes kept grazing over , and it wasn't just because she was physically looking down on , but those eyes just told I was practically nothing before her graceful presence.
Disgusting… and arrogant… just like how I imagined the gods to be.
"So, what is your purpose for coming here?"
"Think… just think…" She muttered, slowly moving from the mirror in the corner of my room to the stone tiles right in front of . "Or, do you really have to do all that? I'm sure you've figured out why I've co,"
"My apologies for the god quest… I don't know what you sacrificed, but it must've been valuable… so now you've co to claim my soul as 'failure wasn't tolerated,' right?" I asked, glaring up at the woman who was practically seething with rage.
Her beauty was gone as a black figure of straight malice stood before , making the hairs on my body stand on end.
Goosebumps erupted across my skin, sending a shiver down my spine, yet I never yielded, even as she reached out towards , her hand glowing with an eerie silver aura.
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[You have received the God Quest: Control and Victory]
[Description: You have received a God Quest by [???]. Take control of a few families in Amlas and have them win the [War for Power]. But, don't think you're done yet as then you must rid all the families that you have controlled. Failure will not be tolerated.]
[Reward: [Skill Library (Three Selections)]
[Penalty Upon Failure: Destruction of Soul]
[Ti Left: Infinite]
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Suddenly, a panel appeared before , created by Athena's hand, as she stretched it towards .
"I'm sure you've recognized the conditions. Now follow ," She muttered, her malice switching off for just a mont, allowing to take out my spear and essentially commit a suicidal test.
SHING
The woman caught my blade effortlessly, and as her eyes filled with rage turned right back towards , a jolt of lightning-like miasma shot into my face.
BAM
I was sent flying back with just a glance of this goddess, but upon feeling that it was but a re fear-mongering tactic… I couldn't help but smile.
"You can't do shit in Ares' domain… so you can go fuck yourself," I smiled while giving her the middle finger.
Just like that, her malice broke the room around , and the palace walls began to crumble.
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