Chapter XXIX: A God’s Eternal Plan (5)

Previously

The Demon God sighed. “Why must you always intervene?” She snapped her fingers, causing the tentacles to wriggle and wrap around Willow’s body before disappearing into her subspace. 

She turned her attention to her sister’s chosen one. The single person that always, always never failed to ruin her mood every time she was with her beloved. She towered before the Celestial Hero, claws slowly sharpening and her tentacles rampaging behind her wildly. But that was only for a second as another sigh left her lips. Her disappointment was immeasurable. 

She took a good look at the newest incarnation of the one that was responsible for the 90 deaths of her beloved. Many times did she face this annoying one, in many timelines she had seen this one but out of all of them, the girl frozen in time before her resembled her sister the most. A quick sensory spell and she found that this one was the most blessed as well. 

A chuckle wanted to escape from her lips. Oh her dear sister, ever the narcissistic one in the family. If only everyone of her little followers could see that. The Demon God looked into the golden eyes of the current Celestial Hero and saw nothing but anger, anger that might even be bigger than her own when she had been casted out of heaven.

Nyx caught the little one’s eyes shaking. “Ah. You can see me, can’t you?” In response to her question, another crack in time rippled. Oh, this one was strong, perhaps the strongest one yet. And yet, how unfortunate their meeting was. 

“But you are still much too little, too young,” The Demon God muttered. Her claws re-sharpened as she slid them across the Celestial Hero’s face. “Unfortunately for you, I do not intend on this dance again.”

“I would kill you right now,” She whispered softly as if that was a matter of fact. “I could.”

She retracted her claws and smiled courteously. “But I’d much rather see my sister’s greatest plaything. . . .play.” 

“It must be a play of the fates if the Maiden and the Celestial Hero have been tied by the sanctimony of familial blood,” She said. “My greatest rose and my greatest thorn, born as brother and sister.”

“I won’t kill you,” She said. “I will be. . .tied as well with your brother soon.” The Demon God crept closer to Elm’s ears and whispered. “The very one you lust over.”

She leaned back and had a pondering look. “This may be a wee early, but I shall grant you a gift in gratitudes of grooming your brother for me.” 

With but a thought and a wave of her hands, shadows of the night shifted from under her feet, speeding past every dismembered body and corpse, collecting their wary souls - the right granted to her by her domain before she summoned them all in front of the Celestial Hero’s unfrozen eyes in a grand swirling hurricane of moaning ghosts being grinded into pure energy, energy that was amassed to exchange for a soul that had just landed in Hell. 

The Demon God’s grin widened the farthest it had been. “Awaken.”

“ROARRR!” 

“Redeem yourself, child of the Vapula Household,” The Demon God muttered. 

Bang!

It all happened in a second, in Willow’s eyes. The Demon God snapped her fingers, relinquishing her control over time as not even a microsecond before her fingers parted, Elm’s blade was already drawn, a sword of light speeding towards the Demon God’s throat whose response was an amused smile. Even faster than Elm’s blade was the looming, titanic fist of doom that struck against Elm’s tiny, mortal body, sending her flying away with a huge bang.

“Wha-?!” Or so, he uttered before the Demon God held onto his neck, gripping the collar of his shirt tightly so that he didn’t get blown away from the huge gust of wind following the punch that easily broke the sound barrier. “Kuu!”

“You are safe with me,” The Demon God muttered into his ears. “Look at our adorable little child. Hm, yes, I shall name him Deallow - an amalgamation of our names. Wonderful, don’t you think?”

It was then that Willow realized he was in the arms of his enemy. He struggled within her grip, kicking her back so that he was free before he looked into the direction Elm had been sent flying to. “Elm!” He screamed and yelled after his sister’s name as he ran towards her.

Until, something slammed into the ground in front of him, causing him to fall on his ass from the shockwave. When he regained his bearing, he realized he couldn’t even see the sun from how big the Demon God’s monster was.

“You utter another woman’s name, yet again,” The Demon God sighed, creepily appearing behind him once again. “Should I punish you?”

Willow looked back in shock, which was how he knew all his plans had gone down the drain and he was truly fucked. With a titanic monster blocking his north, and the Demon God herself blocking his south, he could attempt to escape east or west but he wasn’t retarded. As long as he was within the Demon God’s sight, she could and would teleport instantly to him. Another annoying skill of hers.

Oh, how did it come to this? Willow was already beginning to regret most of the decisions he had made, especially cursing himself for how he had broken his promise to distance himself from the main plot, aka, his dear sister Elm. 

With his luck, he knew something like this would happen the moment he developed familial feelings towards Elm or the characters of the game, in general. In his mind, they were all still characters from the erotic game/visual novel but his heart and soul had already accepted them as people he’d grown with, for the past sixteen years of his life.

Screw it. If the world decided to screw him over, he’d screw it over as well. 

“This won’t end the way you like it,” Willow mustered up his courage and looked into the blindfolded eyes of the Demon God. 

“An empty threat,” The Demon God muttered.

“Not at all,” Willow said. 

“. .I have an army that equals heaven’s forces,” The Demon God leaned into her defiant, little lover’s face and whispered. “Kings Amongst Demons. Devils Amongst Kings. A Time Immemorial Old War that I shall finally come out as victor, with you by my side.”

“It will end the way I want,” The Demon God smiled like a Cheshire cat, stroking Willow’s cheeks gently. “And more.”

Then, Willow saw a flash of light in the distance. He slapped her large hands away from his cheeks and gave her the meanest glare a pretty boy could show. “I will never love you.” He quickly ducked down, curling into a fetus position with his hands over his head before his vision was overtaken by a bright light.

In an instant, the light died down and Willow could finally open his eyes to see that both the Demon God and the monstrous titan were missing a head - the titan was even more evident as a hole was vaporized into the center of his big face, as if a highly condensed laser had just shot through him.

A thud. “Are you okay, Will?” That voice. Whenever Willow heard that voice in a dangerous situation, he always felt so safe. She looked a bit roughed up from the monster’s sound barrier breaking punch but otherwise, she looked like a goddess of victory with all that ethereal light aura around her. 

Her hand had been outstretched towards him. He accepted it, getting back up on his shaky, numb feet with her support. He allowed himself to be pulled into her hug and instantly smelled sunflowers from her. Oh, how safe he felt right now.  “Yeah, yeah I’m okay now.” 

Elm had defeated the Demon God and the monstrous being. There was nothing major that could hurt him now. He was finally safe from the end-game and bad end in this game. Everything was alright now. Now that everything was over, would he wake up? Oh, who cares. Even if he didn’t wake up, he had met his happy ending. 

Life was now perfect for him. He found his happily ever after.

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“So this is your dream.”

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