A Journey That Changed The World.

While asleep, Archer found himself on a familiar balcony he had visited countless times. A smile appeared as he took in the comforting sight. Stretching his arms, he suddenly heard a playful voice echo around him.

"Hello, handsome. It's been a while since you've been here, hasn't it?" Tiamat's voice rang out from behind him.

Archer turned around with a charming smile and replied, "Yeah, it's been some time, but it's good to see you, my goddess."

The white-haired dragon woman beamed as she motioned for the chair, "Sit, my darling. I need to tell you some things about Thrylos."

When Archer heard this, he stopped walking and narrowed his eyes, but Tiamat reassured him, "Don't worry, the girls and kingdom are safe. The Swarm has joined the Alliance and is subjugating the world while looking for ways to break through the Death Mist."

He sighed in relief before sitting down and questioned, "So the Alliance has taken the other continents?"

Tiamat nodded, her expression serious as she spoke. "You're close to gaining enough mana to return," she explained. "But I must warn you-don't bring your Earth wives directly to Thrylos. That world is vastly different from what they're accustomed to. It could overwhelm their bodies."

Archer's confusion was apparent, and Tiamat couldn't help but smile at his expression. "They would fall into a coma," she revealed. "It would take weeks for them to recover as their bodies adjust to the new world and mana slowly infuses every part of them."

"Oh, then I'll treat it like a holiday for them until they are used to it," he replied with a smile. "I won't have any free time when I return to Thrylos due to the upcoming war."

Tiamat smiled, "It will be a hard few years as the Alliance has weapons I don't know about. Just be careful when you're fighting, darling."

Archer nodded with a confident smirk, "Don't worry, I've learned a lot lately, and I will only fight the Demi-Gods and stronger people. My army can deal with the small fish during the war."

Afterward, the two spent time catching up, and Tiamat informed Archer that she had completed all the necessary preparations for the Swarms' emergence during the upcoming

war.

Concern flashed across his face, but Tiamat reassured him with a confident smile, "Don't worry," she said. "You have the strength to defeat those creatures. You'll be ready when the time comes."

Hearing her words, Archer gave the beautiful goddess a charming smile before asking, "Enough of the drama; when are you going to spend some time with me? It's been years since we met."

Tiamat giggled softly, her voice teasing. "Soon, my little dragon," she replied.

She studied him closely, her violet eyes narrowing as if deep in thought. "You will evolve within the next couple of years and reach adulthood as a dragon," she continued. "It's surprising normally, it takes centuries to achieve."

Archer beamed, a knowing smile spreading across his face. "With a constant flow of experience and mana," he said, "it changed me from the inside out."

Tiamat poured herself a cup of tea, nodding thoughtfully. "That's to be expected when the world's mana looks out for you," she said. "Remember, Arch, you're her representative on Thrylos, and for some strange reason, she cares deeply for you."

Archer was even more confused, which earned Tiamat a grin. "She'll visit you when the time is right, but just know that woman is always watching over you."

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Well, I'll welcome her when she shows up. It's nothing new- Lady Death is watching me while on Earth."

"I've met her a few times," Tiamat revealed a hint of amusement in her voice. "She loves that you're gifting her extra souls to feast on."

"I didn't intend to kill so many people," Archer said while drinking tea. "You know things happen, but at least she isn't fighting me."'

The two continued talking until Tiamat stood and approached the railings before speaking, "Things will get chaotic, Arch. People will call you a devil and want to get rid of you, but don't let them get to you."

"I don't care what people think about me, Tia, and you know that," he replied, finishing his tea while admiring the ethereal landscape that stretched out in all directions.

Tiamat smiled warmly at him. "Good. I'm glad I chose you, but I never expected things to turn out like this."

Archer laughed, shaking his head. "Things still aren't finished, Tia. I still have much more I want to do."

Once he finished speaking, the dragon goddess smiled, waving her hand and sending him back to his body. "Expect to see me in a few nights," she said with a twinkle in her eye. "I will come to visit you."

Seconds later, Archer's eyes fluttered open to reveal a white ceiling above him. Beside him lay Isabella's cute snoring filling the quiet room, a small smile gracing her pretty face. He couldn't help but wonder, Why is she here? Maybe she wanted to comfort me?

Shaking his head to dispel the thoughts, he focused on casting Aurora Healing on himself. A wave of warmth enveloped him, and he sighed in relief as the lingering pain faded. After getting out of bed, he reached into his Item Box and pulled out a bottle of ale, his dry mouth yearning for something refreshing.

Archer took a long swig of the hot chocolate, savoring the rich flavor as it satisfied his thirst. Just then, a pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders; he turned to find Isabella leaning

against him.

"When are you going to give me my tattoo? I'm the only one without one," she whispered seductively.

He shivered at her words before facing the older woman, who smiled warmly. Archer leaned in and kissed her gently. Isabella was initially taken off guard but quickly melted into the kiss as

she reciprocated.

They shared the moment for a while, lost in each other, before finally separating. Archer looked into her eyes and said, "Tonight, if you'd like. I'm not one to rush my women in sex; they need to feel comfortable with me."

When Isabella heard this, a big smile appeared as she asked with glowing blue eyes, "Well, I want to become yours. I've seen how you look at me, and am I your woman already?"

Archer chuckled before answering, "You're mine in all but name; tonight, we will make it official."

Following that, the two continued to talk until Isabella offered to make him some hot chocolate, which he accepted. Archer watched her round behind as she walked out of the room as he noticed the sun hadn't risen yet.

'It's still early,' he mused with a tired smile. 'I can still feel the pains all over my body."

Archer dropped back onto the bed, waiting for Isabella to return. As he lay there, he watched the rain begin to hit the window, the rhythmic sound relaxing him. Five minutes later, Isabella entered the room, wrapped in a house gown that perfectly matched her eyes.

Her face lit up with a smile upon seeing him. She handed him a steaming cup of hot chocolate and chirped, "Here you go, babe. Lucky I called out of work today; otherwise, I'd be soaking wet."

After that, Archer and Isabella sat on the bed drinking their hot chocolates as the older woman said, "Do you want to return to bed? It's two in the morning, and everyone else is asleep."

"'That's fine with me," he replied while drinking the sweet drink.

They soon finished their hot chocolate, the warmth of the drink still lingering in their hands. Archer set the empty cup aside and pulled Isabella closer, their bodies fitting perfectly

together.

"Come on, let's get back under the covers," he said.

Isabella nodded before they slid beneath the soft blankets, the rain outside creating a cozy

rhythm. Archer wrapped his arms around her, holding the older woman tightly as they nestled

together.

"'This is perfect," Isabella murmured, resting her head against his chest.

He gently kissed her forehead, closing his eyes and letting the soothing sound of the rain lull

them into a peaceful sleep. The night passed as the storm outside lashed the window and covered the town in dark clouds. novelbuddy.cσ๓

As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the window, Archer stirred awake, quickly realizing that Isabella was no longer beside him. Confused, he sat up, scanning the room as the air around him began to warp, distorting like a mirage.

In an instant, Alexa appeared out of nowhere, her navy hair cascading over her shoulders and a

shocked look on her beautiful face. Her expression softened into a beaming smile when her

wide eyes landed on Archer.

"Oh, hello my love," she said in a playful tone. "I thought about you, and then the tattoo

started glowing."

Archer grinned at her words, his playful side taking over. Without hesitation, he slipped his hands under her shirt, his fingers brushing against her soft skin as he gently grabbed her

breasts.

Alexa gasped in surprise but quickly melted into the moment, her lips meeting his in a deep, passionate kiss. As their kiss deepened, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling

him closer, her body pressing into his.

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