A Cliché Multiverse Story

Lilith gazed at the white ceiling. Her juicy breasts heaved with each heavy inhale. The layer of sweat on her pale body, her elegant dress torn at parts, and her panties ripped into halves was enough of an indication of their hard work.

The man, who painted this masterpiece, sat on a chair in front of Lilith. Unlike Lilith, he was fully clothed as if he wasn’t naked a few moments ago.

Lilith raised her upper body with much effort and glared at him. “Your Imperial Majesty, it’s a surprise how you find more ways to earn my hatred.”

Her body still carried his warmth inside her, which alone made her far more uncomfortable than one could imagine. She wasn’t looking forward to being a mother again, not in this lifetime.

“Why?” Asahi blinked his eyes. He had flawlessly fulfilled her request. Heck, he even had a better version of her dress sitting on the chair. His instincts prodded him, saying his impressions were wrong. Lilith’s rage came from a different reason.

‘Ah, women. Such irrational creatures.’

(Ain’t she a strong one for resisting her desires?)

‘That’s a gilf for you.’

Lilith might have succumbed to pleasure if he went all out with the power of Eromancer. As much as he enjoyed sex with her, he wouldn’t brainwash her into falling for him.

“So what pissed you off?”

Lilith’s gaze went down to her crotch before she shook her head. “It’s nothing, Your Imperial Majesty. Now if you would be so gracious to…”

“Don’t worry about this. My semen can’t impregnate someone without my permission.” Asahi handed her the dress and ruffled her hair. “Your demonic power is in a chaotic state. Is there a reason?”

An inexplicable warmth swept over Lilith. The tender feeling seeped into her bones and numbed her deeply exhausted body, slowly relieving her weariness.

“Is this a healing spell?” Lilith inquired with a frown.

“No? I was trying to cheer you up.”

Lilith chuckled and brushed his hand. “I am dying,” Lilith calmly stated as she got off the table and reached for the dress.

Asahi froze momentarily before a frown took over his surprise.

“I can heal you.”

He wasn’t heartless enough to let Lilith die for a dumb reason.

Lilith shook her head. “There is no point if I don’t have anything left to live for.”

Lilith was driven into a state similar to Asahi before meeting with Klyscha. A state of near apathy to life. Existing for the sake of existing. Only the Goddess of Dreams knew what spell she used to heal him.

Seeing his troubled expression, Lilith put down the dress and touched his cheeks, a cheeky grin curling up her lips. “Don’t make that face, Your Imperial Majesty. I have endured enough chaos this world threw at me… I just want to leave this place. The Underworld bites me like Cerberus. If only we met sooner…” she muttered in a dreamy voice as if imagining a timeline where she met Asahi instead of Lucifer.

“You’re still young and gorgeous,” Asahi said and patted her head. “Remember, time can heal all wounds.”

A youngster was giving her advice on life. Lilith felt like laughing out loud, and so she did just that.

“How sweet of you.” Lilith gently pecked his lips and jumped off the table. Lilith leaned forward to pick up her panties and revealed a sight that aroused Asahi. The devil woman giggled as she felt his gaze on her. “I’ll be traveling the mortal world for years to come… find me if you ever feel like having another wild night.”

Lilith knew she’d fall into a depraved state if she slept a few more times with him. Losing her arrogance, her ‘Pride’ had taken away a big chunk of her ‘identity.’ She wanted to explore the world instead of becoming her former self. Not that she minded feeling alive again.

‘I’m being weird?’ The devil woman thought with a frown.

Asahi spanked her naughty butt. “And this place welcomes competent women like you.”

“Your Imperial Majesty wants my loyalty?” Lilith chuckled as she wore her dress. “I’ll come when you are thinking of expanding your territories beyond just Heaven and Underworld.” She grabbed the cigarette pack lying on the table and sparked one with her fingertip. “Take care, My Emperor.”

And she strutted out of the room.

‘Beyond Heaven and Underworld? Yokai maybe. I don’t know about the rest.’

He could conquer Kyoto peacefully. He had no reasons to wage war on the other Pantheons unless they attacked first.

(That chick dumped us.)

‘True. But we’ll meet her again.’

His instincts informed him of the possibility. He was going to run into the former queen of the Underworld at some point.

(You sure will… the bonds were forged once you became intimate.)

The Boosted Gear suddenly manifested. “Is it finished?” Ddraig’s impatient voice came from the jewel. “You bastard… warn me before you mate like rabbits in heat!”

Asahi scratched his cheek, embarrassed about forgetting the Heavenly Dragon.

“How much did you see?”

“Until you brutally ripped Lilith’s clothes… how come the arrogant devil is seducing you? Doesn’t she have a husband? …You killed him for having fun with his wife?” Ddraig sounded genuinely curious about the change of events.

(I blocked her vision after you undressed Lilith…)ƒr𝙚𝙚𝘸e𝚋𝐧૦ѵ𝒆𝒍.𝒄𝒐m

The Heavenly Dragon didn’t see him eating out Lilith, or hear Lilith howling like a banshee.

“Let’s say Lucifer was dumped for stupidity.” Asahi gave a brief answer and glanced at the door. A woman was approaching—a woman with a distinct aura, that of a goddess. Asahi’s mind returned to the woman he hadn’t met since he filled her with his love. Almost two days had passed since then.

(Oh, Trickster is here.)

As if affirming Klyscha’s revelation, the door was kicked open.

“Yo!” Loki said smugly before her smile stiffened. She took a sniff of the room and rolled her eyes. “Yer Majesty is havin’ fun here.”

“Here.” Asahi dematerialized the Boosted Gear and offered a hand, letting the goddess slide into his arms and cling to him like a koala. Only Loki could hug him so comfortably with her flat chest. Asahi brushed her hair. “Sorry for not being there.”

Loki playfully bit his cheek. “I was scared when I saw the mansion empty… I thought ya left for another world with the rest of yer Familia. Don’t ya give me another fright like that!”

“The Underworld was up for grabs. I couldn’t resist it.”

“Good job.” Though Loki didn’t know a single thing about the Underworld, she encouraged him all the same. “Who was the woman that left earlier? She was smoking… hot!”

“Well, she was the wife of the previous king of the Underworld.”

Loki drew back and stared at him with narrowed eyes. “Gosh, ya truly humiliated that king.”

“Haha, she attacked me out of nowhere.”

“It’s yer fault for having this handsome mug. Enough of this, when are ya bedding Astraea?” Loki asked, feeling like Astraea was missing something crucial in her love life. The goddess of justice helped her selflessly, and now it was her turn to nudge Astraea’s relationship in a better direction.

“After marriage.” Asahi sighed. “I’ll set up a date soon.”

He still had to return to the undead-filled world and bring back Saeko and Shiori’s father. Meeting with Hades took more priority for now. The discussion with Yokai was also coming up, where Asahi represented both Heaven and the Underworld. Being on both sides would get him into headache-inducing arguments.

“How soon?” Loki inquired. “Am I invited as a bridesmaid… or a bride?”

“Next month at the very least. Also, I’d prefer the latter. Be my bride, Loki.”

“Heh, ya just want to fuck us in wedding gowns. Perv.”

He hadn’t thought of the wedding gowns until now. Loki’s perverse mind instilled the imaginative idea in his head.

“Can you blame me for that?”

“The girls around ya are eye candies… so nope. Can’t blame ya for having unholy thoughts.”

“True.”

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