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"Even if we forget the faces of our friends, we will never forget the bonds that were carved into our souls."
- Otonashi Yuzuru (Angel Beats)
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<(Atem POV)>
"Home Sweet Home," I muttered to myself with a satisfied smile as I landed on the roof of the tallest building in Neo Genosha. "Who the fuck needs a palace in Asgard when you own a penthouse in your own private building in the most sought-after prime real estate area in the world?"
Hela, who had followed me through the Hush Tube, raised an eyebrow at my words before looking at me not-so-impressed: "I admit this city indeed looks beautiful, but neither the castle nor the city is as lavish or as big as Asgard's. So, your comparison doesn't really make sense. However, if you truly want a palace like Odin's, I will gladly construct one for you after we take over Asgard. Maybe I will build it for you on top of the ruins of the current royal palace."
"... It's a different kind of beauty and comfort. Odin might have a castle made of gold as his private home, but I doubt he has a plumbing system even near as good as mine. I dare you to try one of the Japanese toilets installed everywhere in this building. They are so cutting-edge and well-thought-out that you will absolutely fall in love with them the moment you try one of them. They even have automatic massage seats that can get warm to the exact right temperature and give your butt the best massage you have ever received. Anyway, on top of those miraculous toilets, we also have digital entertainment systems with every movie and song ever made, along with all the latest and classic video games and so much more. Believe me, this place is much better than our dad's." I snorted, making it clear how insulted I felt that she even dared to compare my little piece of Heven with a useless piece of a big medieval golden castle.
"Oh, I see. Then maybe I should try out some of those video games you spoke of... But I do have a question. Why do you speak so highly of a toilet when gods like us don't even need to use them? I mean most normal Asgardians need to release the wastes from their bodies every once in a while, but stronger gods like me, Odin, and Heimdall, and I am sure, you are above those earthly needs. Our bodies are too efficient to produce any waste after all." She asked with a curious tilt of her head as if finding my words weird.
"... It's a wonderful experience, okay? One can't ignore that just because they themselves can't experience it. I know we never have to use the washroom, but if we ever had to, then this penthouse would have been a hundred times better than the Asgardian royal palace." I grunted before heading inside, Hela following after me with a confused look on her face.
The two of us were on a schedule... at least, I was since I needed to literally go to hell. I had given my word to Doom a long time ago that I would help him rescue his mom's soul from Mephisto's grasp, and I intended to keep it. I was sure that the Latverian King wasn't so keen on staying my loyal servant forever, but his owing me a favor would perhaps make sure that he would at least slightly hesitate to backstab me the first chance he gets. I mean, an unhappy servant who thinks of killing his master all the time was more or less useless. So, might as well help him with this. Furthermore, to speak the truth, I was kind of curious about how strong I was when compared to a Hell-lord in a fight to the death.
I mean, if I could give Odin a tough time in a one-on-one battle and threaten Hela's life in Hel, chances are I would be able to beat Mephisto as well.
But again, one could never be sure. That was why I was here: to better prepare for it.
"Sir, you are back already? But I thought that you were away on an important... business trip. You should have informed me so that I could have prepared for your return. It's fortunate that I was cleaning up this place; otherwise, you would have to return to a dust-covered penthouse." A familiar red-headed woman, clad in a white shirt and pencil skirt, exclaimed with a pleasantly surprised look on her face as she placed the duster on the desk in my office room with a smile and gave a small bow.
She was none other than my latest secretary, Natalia Romanova, or Natasha Romanoff, also known as Black Widow.
"She is lying." Hela softly muttered from behind me as she looked at the woman with some mild interest, as if she had found a new toy that could entertain her for some time. Her words, though clear to me, were inaudible to the supersoldier spy in front of us.
"I know," I muttered back as I noticed my PC on the desk, my heightened senses detecting the faint warmth emanating from the device—a clear sign that it had been turned off just moments earlier.
Honestly, I was impressed that the woman was able to gather enough courage to infiltrate my home and try to steal the data on my pc. Of course, there was nothing in there except some high-quality porn that I had downloaded on a whim when I was bored. In fact, this entire office was fake. I had it made in the first place because there was simply too much empty space in here that I didn't know what to do with, along with the fact that I kind of wanted a workroom in my home to do some roleplay with my girls. I mean, a lot of the girls were turned on with boss-secretary roleplay, so I just wanted to give them a safe space where we could do it without anyone being suspicious. That was why there weren't any kind of cameras in here, but it seems Natasha wasn't aware of that at all.
'Is she really stupid enough to think that I hide all my important plans and data in an iMac that I keep at my home without any sort of security at all? Or perhaps is she this desperate because of the pressure her bosses are constantly exerting on her?' I wondered to myself, even though I didn't let any of my thoughts show on my face.
"Natalia, right? You have done a wonderful job cleaning my home. It's exactly as I left it. I should have hired you as a maid instead of a secretary." An encouraging smile made its way to my lips as I decided to humor her after contemplating the situation for a few moments. "Now that I think about it, I have been letting your talents go to waste by not giving you worthy enough work to do. I should have made use of your talents since they were the reason I hired you in the first place. That is why I think it's time I start valuing your skills instead of just treating you as eye candy. So, how about you accompany me on my next task? That way, you will be able to know everything about how I operate and thus serve me better." I baited, knowing that she wouldn't be able to refuse my offer since it was the best way for her to gather intel on me.
"I love how you are toying with her. She would make a good pet. We truly do make the best couple." Hela, who had realized the general situation, proclaimed by telepathically projecting her thoughts into mine.
"Of course, sir. That will be my pleasure. I have been dreaming of being of use to you more. I can help you in any way you wish." She responded with a seductive voice while subtly undoing one of the top buttons on her shirt to make sure that I could see what she could offer... and boy, could she offer a lot?
"An interesting toy indeed." This time, Hela spoke up loud enough that even Natasha could hear her, although this time, there was a dangerous edge to her voice, probably because the woman she was considering treating as a pet was now trying to flirt with her new fiancé.
"However, if I may ask, what exactly are my new responsibilities?" She enquired, ignoring the Aesir goddess's words and the dangerous look in her eyes.
"Nothing too difficult. You will just have to be my point of contact with all my subordinates. Zoya will guide you into the role until you learn everything." I said, gesturing to the floating mother box silently floating beside me. "For your first task, take Zoya's help and call Lilith, Shiklah, and Blade to the building. I need to talk to them about something." I said, gesturing for her to get to her task. "Oh, and make sure that you don't anger the two women. One rules over all the vampires in the world while the other rules over the rest of the monsters on the planet, and both of them don't like humans giving orders to them... But Blade is a free game, though. Annoy him all you like." I joked, earning a hard gulp from the femme fatale as disbelief colored her petrified face.
If it was information she and her superiors wanted, she would get it. I was tired of running a secret organization like some hidden criminal mastermind anyway. It was time for me to stop hiding and come forward for what I truly was: a god.
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