Chapter 624: A Startling Thought
Eris was frozen in place, unable to give words to the feelings going through her at the moment. Despite her realm, her body had always felt weak and constrained, like there was a huge weight pressing her to the ground every second of every day. As for using her glorious wings to fly, she wouldn’t even have dreamed of it.
But right now, at this very second, she felt like there was nothing stopping her, like power was just shooting forth from the deepest regions of her still small form.
"What the hell is this?" Eris said, looking down and seeing the two mounds blocking her vision of her feet. She ran over to an ornate mirror that Aphrodite had on the wall and couldn’t help but drop her jaw in stunned silence.
The woman looking back at her was completely different than the one who had walked in the room just a few hours earlier, so much so that Eris had to run her hands along her body and even her face to make sure it was still her. She even went so far as to pinch her ass and her nipples, just to make sure that they were really hers.
"This... it’s...." Even after several minutes of staring and pinching, she couldn’t believe the way she looked now. While her height didn’t increase much, six inches at most, her body was leagues above where it had been before. And there was no way anyone would think she was a child any longer.
"How?" She finally turned back to the still resting Laz and asked, running to his side to pour him a drink as soon as she saw him struggling to do it himself.
"Please... Let me..." She said, pouring the glass and bringing it to his lips. Laz thanked her and drank, feeling the cool liquid go down his throat. He then leaned back his entire body feeling a bit weak and stiff, the result of using up so much energy along with keeping the flame burning. While the black flame seemed like it didn’t use much energy, that was during the limited times he had normally employed it for. Never had he spent hours channeling it along with his own life energy and trying to balance the two of them as well.
As for Laz, his understanding of his life energy versus his normal energy was like this. Imagine a video game where a character had both mana and life points. When mana gets low, you can’t use spells or techniques or such, but when life get’s low, you get closer to dying and if it runs out, your dead. The only difference here is that life points are an expendable resource and just like in games, a bit of rest or some hearty food is enough to replenish what you lost. And while he wouldn’t die if his ’life points’ ran out, it would cause him to be weak and unable to move, making his far more vulnerable.
"Your body was dying, but your wings were like massive batteries, full of power. After making sure your body could handle it, I just opened up the pathways to your wings so that the energy would flow both ways. The runes that someone had carved on them allowed them to basically suck everything in, but gave nothing back. So every time you cultivated your body, energy would be quickly sucked into your wings, leaving your body to fight for the few scraps that were left. I said I was surprised when you had reached the level you were at because the whole time, you were basically fighting your own body to make it happen," Laz explained.
"And now?"
"I’ve been able to fix everything inside of you. Your technique should allow you to freely circulate the energy through and back from your wings without issue. And your wings are still the strongest part of your body since they had been so strongly nourished for so long."
"But why? I mean.... what would be the point in crippling me so much when it’s suppose to be our goal, the goal of every direct child descendant, to reach godhood so that one day we can leave this place with enough power to protect ourselves?" Eris asked, attempting to look down at her feet but forgetting the view was no blocked.
"I don’t have an answer to that... but I could make a guess. It’s a pretty outrageous claim though so don’t blame me if me saying it pisses you off. In fact, it’s probably better if you don’t hear it at all," Laz said, then shut his mouth. He hadn’t thought about what he was going to say before he told her he had a guess. After he realized what his guess was based on the evidence, he really didn’t want to say it anymore.
"Please. Tell me?" Eris said, her face a mix of anger and curiosity which Laz considered to be pretty normal considering what he had said.
"No. It’s really for the best if I don’t. Besides, while your body is thrumming with life and vigor, now would be the best time for you to break you god seed and enter the realm of gods," Laz said, trying to distract her.
"Not happening," Eris said, jumping on to the defenseless Laz’s lap. She was still naked, as was he, so now her soft, wet folds were running against his junk as she tried to convince him.
Seeing his stubborn look, Eris decided to up the game and rock her hips, bringing her scorching wetness to rub along the still monstrous length of his shaft, even if it wasn’t standing upright.
"Just tell me. I’m a big girl now and I can take it. Besides, I don’t want to have any worries or distractions for this next part, otherwise I might fail. One of the biggest ’no no’s" of cultivation is distraction and it can lead to some pretty serious issues."
Laz knew she was right, but even then it was hard to say.
"Alright... alright. Just... stop moving your hips for a second. I can’t exactly concentrate with you doing that," Laz slightly pleaded.
"Oh? What’s wrong with this? I saw the look you game me earlier. I know that I wasn’t exactly your type when I walked in here. You want something with curves, with edges. Not just some cute little, way to young thing to play with and be done with afterwards. No.... You are way too much man for something like that. So does this mean I now pass your test?" Eris said, flashing a smile that seemed to promise forbidden delights.
"Yes. You do. And right now I’m fighting back the urge to just ram my cock inside of you to shut you up so I suggest you stop now before I go to plan B!" Laz warned the girl who finally stopped grinding on him.
Of course, that didn’t stop her totally as she began rubbing Laz’s chest using her nails, like she was tracing some outline on them.
"You’re playing a dangerous game. You understand that right?"
"You think I don’t know that? What can I say... I want to see just how strong this body is...?" Eris said, only half telling the truth. As she was about to progress into her god hood, she knew she needed to be true to her path and since it was one of conflict, she couldn’t just happily do what she was told to do and still be true to herself.
"Anyway. My guess is pretty simple, yet horrifying. Still wish to hear it?" Laz asked, looking down on the little minx sitting on his lap.
"You know I do."
"Well. My guess would be the person who did this planned on cutting off your wings once they couldn’t take anymore energy which would have been around the time your bodies pathways started truly dying and then.... well.... consume them... like chicken...."
Eris didn’t say anything and Laz stopped speaking. It was quiet for a few until Eris found her voice.
"So... while my brother and sisters made fun of me for consuming so much, someone else was raising me to be a sacrifice?"
"You most likely wouldn’t have died when it happened. But afterwards.... I can’t say that you would be very much alive and well either."
Eris just started laughing, a hoarse and decrepit laugh, filled with loathing and self hatred. She went on for several minutes until her body shook and her eyes watered before she went silent again.
She knew he was right.
Eris looked up, straight into Laz’s eyes.
"But now... now.... I’ll make them all pay. I’ll find the ones who did this, cut off their arms and legs and keep them like trophies, mounted on my mantle for all time. I will figure it out then.... I’ll have them. They knew it would be happening soon so all I have to do is wait. They will deliver themselves to me, like a gift. I just need to be strong enough to receive it, right?" Eris asked, her glistening eyes a swirl of darkness.
"Will you be ready though? Otherwise... It won’t matter in the slightest that you know?" Laz asked, knowing that she was drifting beyond reason from this revelation.
’Every single one of them is bat shit crazy....’ Laz thought.
"Yes. Ready... I need to be a god first," Eris said, looking down.
"Ah. Just what I need... a god making dick," Eris laughed and sat up before standing. She reached down and grabbed the massive rod.
"Have you every done this before?" Laz asked, trying to get her to stop or at least slow down.
"No. But I’ve used some fruits before so I doubt this will be any DDIFIIIFIFIFIFIFIFIFIFFFUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK"
