Chapter 613: CRAZY!
Laz was surprised and yet wasn’t surprised. He had thought a little bit about what the girls would be doing with their new found strength, but didn’t think it would concern him. At least, not right away.
Apparently he was wrong.
"I’m not sure what you’ve been told, but I can’t just make someone a god," Laz said releasing his grip on her neck.
"I’m not stupid. But those two have become gods and it is because of you. Were they lying?" Persephone asked, her dark eyes glaring at him even as the rest of her face stayed covered.
Laz thought about it and while there was a number of little subtleties to how it happened, he couldn’t deny he played a huge roll in the end. Even with Artemis, if it wasn’t for him, she would be dead.
"I guess not."
"Then make me a god."
"You have to know it wasn’t just something that happened."
"I’m aware. As I said, I’m not stupid. What? You think I care about the process?"
"I mean..."
"I don’t. Not in the least. I want a one hundred percent chance of becoming a god so I’m not just going to wimp out, attempt to ascend and drink some man juice, all in the hopes that I get lucky like Artemis. And don’t believe anything else. She did get lucky. She actually had a better chance of dying than living with such a method. That was clear right away from her body’s rejections and how she didn’t proceed nearly as much as Aphrodite. But I want as much power as I can get so I want it the right way." Persephone’s eyes blazed with something bordering on madness, a feeling Laz knew all too well. He wasn’t afraid of it, but he could tell it was a darkness that was eating her from the inside out.
"Why? What’s your story?"
"Heh. My story... A man wishes to hear my story? How delightfully stupid. A man is only good for one thing and even that is lacking to an extreme. But you want to sit here and wonder why I am like I am? I see it. In your eyes. Does it scare you? Does it make you turn away?" Persephone came up close to Laz, right in his face barely an inch or two away. Had he shifted forward in the slightest, their noses would be touching.
But even then, staring at her deep, dark eyes, he didn’t flinch in the slightest. He didn’t move, his heartrate didn’t increase nor was his breathing affected. Instead, he just stared back, curious more than anything else.
Especially at something on the veil she worse. It was like a rune was worked deep into the silk cloth, so deep that unless someone was this close to her, they wouldn’t be able to see it.
"Nauthiz hmm?" Laz said, raising his hand to the cloth.
Within Persephone’s eyes, he saw something a little different as he did so, a light, but so tiny even a spark from a dying ember would be more visible.
With his hand touching the veil, Laz summoned the black flame and burned the veil to ashes that soon scattered in the room, freeing the face of one of the most beautiful women in this world.
"How... how... HOW?" she started to scream and cry at the same time, looking as though she was going to enter a rage.
"How what?" Laz asked, slightly taken aback by this.
’Was she keeping it on for a reason?’ Laz asked himself.
"How did you remove this? TELL ME!" Persephone bellowed, losing whatever control she had.
"Uh. With my hands?" Laz said, bringing his fingers up to her face and wiggling them, wondering if she had totally lost it or if she was on something?
’Can those types of drugs even work on people like us? Maybe on those chosen bastards... but those of who rely on bloodline power have some pretty kick ass immune systems. And on that note, why do I always only encounter bloodline races and such when entering these doors? Are Chosen unique to earth or something?’
"Heh... he he he HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHAH!"]
Laz was brought out of his thoughts by Persephone’s laughing which had seemed to reach manic levels before calming down into quiet sobs.
"Uh... do you want me to go?" Laz asked, not knowing how to proceed. Did he feel nothing from watching her cry her eyes out? No. He felt bad, at least a little. But crazy didn’t follow normal trends and he didn’t want to be around when she decided to go nuts again.
"I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry...." She said, finally turning to look at Laz, her eyes still dripping in tears.
"Uh. I... You didn’t do anything...?"
She just turned her head back and sobbed some more while Laz stood there, awkwardly. After a few minutes of this, Laz walked over to one of the plush leather chairs and sat, leaning his head back. He had been awoken out of his sleep and was still a bit tired. He didn’t need to sleep in most instances but there had been too many things going on lately and his mind was a mess. Sleep provided a means to reset the crazy and he needed that, more than ever.
Laz shook his head, feeling the darkness fade as he understood he had fallen asleep. Opening his eyes, he realized he was still where he had sat down, but there was a weight on his lap that hadn’t been there before. Looking down, he saw the leather and chain wrapped form of Persephone having made herself comfortable in his lap and had dozed off as well, her gentle breaths like a hint of fresh mint when he took a breath.
His stirring was enough to wake her.
"So uh...?" Laz said as he saw her sit up.
"No... No explanations. Will you help me?"
"I was able to help your sisters because I understood what their seed to godhood was. I can’t help you if I don’t understand that," Laz said, pointing out the flaw in what she wanted. He couldn’t just bang her into godhood as he was pretty sure it didn’t work that way.
"I... My god seed... is based... on growth..."
"Growth?"
"Like.. plants and agriculture and bringing life...."
"...." Laz looked at the goth goddess from top to bottom with her belts, chains and the hooks dangling off the end of the chains on her belt along side which rested the small green lantern.
"It’s the truth!" Persephone said, sensing his disbelief.
"Ok ok... then... life. The nature of it..." Laz said, thinking to himself. A thought appeared in his head, but not one that he was comfortable with. Still... it didn’t mean it actually had to be like that, it just needed to seem like that.
"So then I guess the correct answer for you really is sex? Since it’s the act that facilitates the birth of new life. If you can perceive the very essence of it... then you should be able to understand it’s nature?"
"Yes... That’s why my sisters said I should go first. It should be the easiest for me... But... it might require a lot of it just so I can comprehend the meaning...."
"So I just fuck you until you breakthrough?" Laz asked, wanting to make sure he understood it correctly.
"Yes...?"
Las didn’t bother wasting words, leaning in close to kiss this willing offering. His Asura blood had made the decision before even his brain could comprehend what it wanted. Kissing her gently made her retreat at first, something that seemed like it happened out of a nature reaction. But soon, Laz found her returning the kiss with a fire of her own, spreading her lips to allow his tongue inside as well.
Back and forth they fought, a battle conducted with mouths and tongues before Laz decided to start undoing the belts, finding them unable to budge.
He broke the kiss and allowed his eyes to use Heaven’s Gaze, sensing the location of additional runes embedded in the outfit. With a wave of his hand and a flash of fire, the runes were reduced to nothing as the crazy bondage dress slumped down.
Persephone gasped and stood, only to find the dress slip away from her, allowing her to stand there fully nude as her wide eyes found Laz’s. From there on, she jumped at him, ripping his clothes off in a primal fury like state until he was in nothing more than a few tattered remains.
"FINALLY!" She yelled, jumping on him and wrapping her legs around his waist as his growing member was being held right underneath her quivering frame.
Persephone then lifted herself up, using Laz for leverage and reached down, grabbing his massive girth and positioning it to her already soaked womanhood.
"This... Are you sure we shouldn’t warm you up a little first? This is a lot to take in so quickly," Laz warned.
"I DON’T CARE. I DON’T CARE IF IT HURTS OR RIPS ME IN HALF. IT’S THE GOD-MAKER COCK AND I WANT IT TO DOMINATE ME! WITH THIS... HE WILL FOREVER BE ERASED FROM MY BODY. HA HA HA HA HA. HIS WEAK LITTLE DICK CAN NEVER MARK ME AGAIN AFTER HAVING FINALLY MET THIS. NOW BREAK ME!" Persephone raged and yelled before slipping the head in and yelling out, the tip alone stretching her opening to almost beyond capacity as she gritted her teeth and plunged downward, getting only half way before yelling once again.
"FUCK! SOOO MUCH! HA HAH HA HA HA HAH. THIS... THIS IS A REAL COCK! MARK ME, FUCK ME IN EVERY HOLE AND USE ME UNTIL I DIE IMPALED ON YOUR MIGHTY MEMBER!"
