Chapter 564: Backing
Laz strolled along like he was on a sight-seeing tour. The halls he was currently going through were a lot more interesting than the ones leading to the pleasure room they had been in earlier with statues and pictures making the stone come alive in designs and colors.
What’s more, there were times when Laz would stop to take a closer look at something and bring the entire group to a stop until he decided to start again.
And Laz wasn’t doing this just to anger them, he was seriously impressed with some of the stuff he saw. Statues depicting love making in ways he had never even thought possible, pictures of ancient peoples with two penises and other various oddities. Things that he just had to wonder if they were just the paintings of someone’s imagination or if it was a people of the past in the long distant galaxy.
One thing that he stopped at for a while, much to the annoyance of the crowd, was painting showing a man with dark grey skin, streaks of black covering his naked torso as he was ripping a dragon like creature in two, the golden light from his eyes shinning as though he was looking far away from the carnage he was creating.
’It’s an Asura...’ Laz thought, thinking to himself as he studied the ancestor of his bloodline. The tattoo markings looked far different from his and his hair was a black color, far different from the white dyed with red that his hair turned. For the first time since finding the origins of his bloodline, Laz understood that there looked to be more factions than just the one he was from. Most surprising was the golden eyes though as his understanding was that those were a sign of nobility. ’Maybe it’s another branch of nobles?’
Laz had questions that he knew wouldn’t have answers.
Laz finally moved again when Dalia pulled at his sleeve, bringing him back to the present and out of his thoughts.
"Sorry," Laz said, ignoring the rest of the statues and paintings that they came across, knowing that it was just a waste of time for now at least.
They ended up in front of a massive metal door, seemingly made of either bronze or gold, Laz couldn’t tell which as it looked old. The door opened as they approached and Laz was led inside by the guards as well as Roma.
On the far end of the massive hall was a giant red and gold love seat, almost like a throne on which sat a... person?
’What the fuck?’
It was the same person Laz had seen briefly when the curse tried to take hold of him, but that brief moment didn’t give him any indication of what the person actually looked like in the same way that a stranger passing by might appear in your vision for a moment, but without focusing on them was nothing more than a blur in your memories.
"Ah. So you decided to come on your own. I was quite surprised that you would just walk into my domain so willingly,’ the person said, still adding to Laz’s confusion.
They were wearing a red silk robe as was leaning on the seat as though an ancient emperor of old, being feed small fruits and wine by several young, barely dressed men and women. Adding to the entire theme, the room was draped in golden cloth with dozens of seats and beds in the same color scheme as the one in front of him, red and gold. What’s more, many of them were occupied by all different kinds of people, each of them engaged in their own sorts of debauchery.
As for why Laz was confused; despite standing in front of this person, it was impossible for Laz to tell if it was a man or a woman. Even the voice was ambiguous in terms of pitch and tone.
"It’s him."
"This bastard." Laz heard these voices off to the side and turned, seeing two familiar faces laying next to each other while being serviced by some barely dressed servants. It was the two red robe priests from the rooftop, the male and female who’s names Laz didn’t know.
"So why exactly did the great Lust God summon me? Not still mad about earlier are you?" Laz asked, not exactly relaxed but not stressed either. The atmosphere seemed inviting, but there was a strange tone to the room.
"Ha ha. Hardly. I just find you pleasing to the eye and figured you would have a much better time here as opposed to surrounded by all of those inferior to you. Come, I have a seat specially prepared for you right next to me. Why don’t you join in on our party and relax and enjoy yourself. For one such as you, I can promise you any man or woman in this room, be it the lovely Mistress Chrome who has seemed to take a liking to you or that young disciple, Balia I believe her name is? Perhaps you would enjoy being pleasured by those two young priests as well? If what I hear is correct, their skills are second to none..."
Laz didn’t answer right away, instead he stared at this strange creature a little while longer. The lust god had silky smooth, flawless white skin, long golden hair and a rather feminine face. Strangely though, despite sitting on the love seat, Laz could tell based on the servants around them that they were quite a bit larger than a regular human, measuring at least eight or nine feet when standing up. Honestly, not the tallest god Laz had met, but definitely not human sized either.
Since Laz was looking at the god in front of him, he failed to notice the looks on the faces of both Roma and Dalia... or even the twin priests for that matter. Their looks varied, but something they all had in common with one another was fear, fear that they were all being offered up to this newcomer without even so much as a chance to refuse. While Dalia had the best impression of him, that didn’t mean she just wanted to fuck him. As for Roma, while she was intrigued by Laz, she also had no intentions of actually attempting to bed him. And for the twins, they just hated Laz to the core if for nothing else than because of being humiliated by him on the rooftop. They were the ones to humiliate the others ever since they came to this place so being forced to feel that way led to thoughts of the past creeping into their heads and making them feel like small children again.
And the worst part for all of them was that if Laz said they word, they would have no choice but to comply with their gods wishes.
"So what’s the real reason I am here, hmm? Is it because you want me to join your temple?" Laz asked, having reached a conclusion.
"Ah. Sexy and smart, a rare but excellent combination. That’s exactly right. For one such as yourself, I would gift you everything just to have you by my side," the lust god said with a laugh, one that was both happy and threatening as he meant what he said.
"Because of my Asura bloodline?" Laz continued, understanding.
The room went dead quiet as everyone stopped what they where doing to stare of the newcomer.
"No... That’s not possible."
"A human with an Asura bloodline?"
"So an Awakened Asura? Amazing..."
The comments went on and on before the lust god laughed once more.
"Exactly. You blood contains so much life energy it’s disturbing. Not only that, but it is the highest quality aphrodisiac that one could ever hope to obtain. Truly, having an Asura by my side would grow our power ten... if not a hundred times more than it is today, spreading lust throughout the world. And in return, you could be a prince at my side, ruler of all that I command," the lust god said, their voice and tone rising in their excitement.
"Ha. Well... sorry to break this to you, but I already have a master and I’m not sure she is the type of person to share. So I will have to decline your offer," Laz said, giving the god a bow in respect. Just before he was about to stand up though, the power of a god hit him all at once, forcing him to stand in place.
Laz struggled against it, but the direct force of a god was far more than he could contend with right now.
"I see. Well, I am truly sorry to say this, but I was not asking. Your master will have to give you up to me whether they want to our not. You see, I have a very special place among the pantheon of this world, one where there are many gods who owe me favors and would do whatever I asked of them. Whoever your master is... they will have no choice but to bow to my strength and give you to me. But fear not, I shall take care of you far better than they ever did. Now let us summon your god so that I might give them the news and see if there is a little something I can offer them for their troubles, shall we?" The lust god said with a laugh.
"You wish to summon my master hmm?" Laz said with a laugh, slowing straightening his back. He felt a power rush through him, give him the strength to break this bastard’s hold, surprising them.
"Then I guess I have no choice?" Laz said before dropping to one knee, his right fist pressed against his left chest as a door of wood and vine appeared before him.
To everyone’s amazement, a woman stepped out of the door before closing it behind her, causing the door to vanish.
A’ruya stood there with her green hair in her signature, tight fitted, red dress and stared up at the pale face of the lust god who had gone dead silent.
She then turned to Laz and reached a hand down, rubbing his head and ruffling his hair for a brief moment.
"There was never the thought of betrayal in your heart or your head. I am proud of you," She said in that sweet and yet strong voice.
"You’ve given me everything so far. How could I dream of betraying that," Laz said, standing back up beside her.
"Well. Now that I’ve come... what would you like to offer me for my Laz here?" A’ruya said, her voice forcing low all those in the room, including the lust god themself.
