Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Note: Few more chapters to tie loose ends and then we'll be in Athenia! Lewdness awaits XD

To make love to a goddess, few were granted such a blessing. Wars were waged, kingdoms fell, and the saints would turn to lap dogs wagging their dicks like tails. But the arrogance of beauty wasn't just a tale for the goddess knew what they had and loved to hook their followers with promise as if it were a carrot on a stick.

Blindly the people followed, some snared by lust, the others simple hope, but such was not the case for the goddess of good and evil.

Stern she may have been but unfair she was not. She treated angels no different than devils for her very nature was that of balance. The impartial judge in a sense, had that name not belonged to the demon king.

"Asvaaa~" However, even the fairest of the fair had some devilish secrets.

Laying in her silky bed beside a young Asmodia, her eyes twitch in annoyance from how clingy she'd been. Hugging her face like a stuffed toy and not just with her arms but also her thighs–the devil of seduction was utterly entranced by the goddess. Ruffling her cotton-like hair, she sniffed through them delighted, even as the goddess got off the bed.

"Asmodia, get down, the angels will be here any second…" Despite being thrice the size of her lover, Asvaa didn't have the heart to get her out off of her shoulders. Looking in the mirror while the devil kept rubbing her head against her hair, she let out a deep sigh before grabbing her by the tail. "Come onnnn~ I need to go now, you've been in my room for weeks already!"

"NOPE!" One word was the devil's answer, always.

Asvaa's shoulders fell to her response, and so instead of trying to convince her, she began unfurling her long and curly hair. As white as snow and as blooming as the moon at night, she was the goddess of good and evil–an eminent person at the courts of heaven. Undressing her translucent silk, she adorned herself in a gown–half the whitest of white and the other the blackest night.

But as came the turn to tie her bob, she looked at the devil again attached to her head as if a vampire bat.

"Asmodiaaaaa!" Shaking her head left and right vigorously she tried to get the devil off of her but couldn't even manage to make her flinch. Chuckling at her attempts, however, the devil of seduction managed to piss her off a little.

"I'll count to ten and if you're not off of my head, no more cuddling for a hundred years!" The moment she heard the warning, Asmodia's eyes widened. Letting go instantly, she flew away from Asvaa and stared at her maddened.

"That's mean!" Pouting at Asvaa she let her frustration be known, however, with her walking up close to bid her with a kiss, her anger didn't last longer than a few seconds. "Ehehe~ Love you! Love you! Love you!"

Flying towards Asvaa's face, Asmodia tried to smooch her on the lips, but with a snap of her fingers, the heavenly judge sent her back to the hells.

"What am I gonna do with this devil?" Although she complained about her being so clingy, the smile on her face betrayed her own words.

They'd been together for long too long for her to remember, centuries maybe? Maybe a millennia? She couldn't have been more uncertain as time for an immortal god just flowed differently.

Tying her bob Asvaa made her way to her room's exit, but the moment the door opened Raguel's face greeted her. Standing on the other end of her door, he'd been waiting there for months as he didn't feel like he had the authority to disturb a mating god. However, realizing the fact that he'd been there as they made love for who knows how long, Asvaa's eyes widened with an embarrassing red blush.

"The court's been expecting you, your fairness," like the gentleman he was, Raguel bowed his head to spare Asvaa the embarrassment of looking at his face. "Another lost soul awaits your judgment."

Turning away with a heavy heart, the messenger of balance walked away from the goddess's chambers. He knew what awaited her at court, a lynching for her love, although before it would come the holy war between the devils and the gods.

One of them had touched another, neither could bear such insults for the very order of things had been defied for the devils, and as for the gods, their arrogance wouldn't let this love flourish.

The goddess herself was no stranger to punishment or the fact that the others condemned her relationship. Most of all the goddess of life, Aphrodite–she loved to call out lovers of the same sex as blasphemy.

'As if that whore has any standards that one should follow!' Walking down a hallway made of pure light with angels kneeling to her on one side and devils on the other, Asvaa was on her way to plunge herself through the cosmos to reach the heavenly court located as far as the stretch of time.

But right as she was about to reach the end of the hall where the plunge laid like a ship's plank above the skies, a dainty little angel stumped in front of her from the line. On its knees, the child of light struggled to get up while holding a ball in its hands.

Stopping in front of it, a creature that appeared neither human nor a monster but an unintelligible mix of both, she beamed a smile before getting on her knees to help it up.

However, right as her hand was about to touch it. The angel looked into her eyes with screaming terror. It was afraid of what would happen if a creature as graceful as her were to touch it. The angel will lash it to death for daring to step close to her while the devils will burn it alive if they get their hands on it.

Clicking her tongue, Asvaa got back up and although reluctant, kicked the child to the side as a reprimand. If she hadn't punished it herself then the angels would've filled the role, and although the child cried as she walked off the bridge, she had the comfort of knowing that it'd still be alive when she returned.

'Damn it you all!' She cursed, not realizing that her words would become a prophecy for the doom of the elder gods.