After last night's intense activities, we continued sleeping until almost noon. Even with my unlimited stamina, it seemed like Raviel had forgotten to tweak my mental status, leaving me feeling pleasantly drowsy.
The golden morning light filtered through the room, casting a warm glow over Raviel, who was still curled up against me. For once, her usual smugness had softened into pure satisfaction, her silver hair spilling over the pillows in a rare moment of vulnerability. I traced a finger along her bare shoulder.
"So, Miss System, are you planning to stay in bed all day, or do I need to carry you?"
Raviel let out a lazy hum, stretching like a cat. "Mmm... why rush? After all, my beloved master thoroughly exhausted me last night~." Her crimson eyes gleamed with amusement as she nuzzled against me, clearly enjoying her victory.
"hey why can you sleep aren't you an— goddess"
"I am goddess, but I can change my— body into a normal person whenever I want so yeah I am tired especially you were so— brutal last night".
Before I could respond, the door slowly creaked open. A gentle aqua-haired beauty peeked inside, amethyst eyes shimmering with warmth and quiet devotion. Clad in a simple yet elegant maid outfit, her long hair cascaded in silky waves, adorned with delicate braids that accentuated her natural grace. Two majestic black and gold with grenes color horns curved elegantly from her head—a silent testament to her draconic lineage. Behind her, a sleek, obsidian-scaled tail swayed faintly, betraying her nervous excitement.
"Master... are you awake?"
Her voice was soft and sweet, tinged with hesitation as if she feared disturbing me.
I blinked, glancing at Raviel. "And who is this?"
Raviel chuckled, propping herself up on one elbow, her smirk returning in full force. "Oh, look~ our adorable little dragon goddess maid has come to check on you."
Tiamat's cheeks flushed. "I-I'm not little..." she pouted, stepping inside with careful grace.
"A maid.?" I ask.
"Yes Her name is Tiamat. You can call her Tia. I think she'd be very happy if you did."
She added "and she will be your wife to"
I smiled, patting the space beside me. "Come here, Tia." of course he wouldn't refuse especially Raviel didn't seem to have a problem with this. And also it seemed like she had a hobby of making a harem for her husband.
Her amethyst eyes lit up, and in an instant, she was beside me, pressing against my side with an instinctive need for affection. The tips of her curved horns grazed my cheek as she nuzzled closer, warmth radiating from her body like the gentle embrace of the sea.
Raviel smirked, clearly entertained. "See? Completely spoiled and devoted. Just like I said."
Tiamat let out a quiet huff, puffing her cheeks. "I just... wanted to make sure Master was awake. I will prepare breakfast for master"
I ran my fingers through her silky aqua hair, making her purr softly, her tail curling slightly in delight.
"And you made it yourself?"
She nodded proudly. "Of course! I always prepare Master's meals."
I chuckled. "Alright, but I need to take a shower first."
Tiamat tilted her head. "Master, if you want... I can help you clean your back."
Raviel sighed dramatically, resting her chin on her palm. "Tia, you really act like a devoted wife already, you know?"
Tiamat froze, her face turning an even deeper shade of pink. "W-Wife...?! I-I'm just his maid..."
Raviel leaned in, whispering into her ear, "Maid today... wife tomorrow~."
Tiamat let out a tiny squeak, burying her face into my chest to hide her embarrassment.
I laughed, wrapping an arm around her. "Alright, alright. Let's shower first."
Allen also made his way toward the bathroom, but just as Raviel was about to relax again, he swiftly scooped her up into his arms.
"Kyahhh—!" Raviel let out a surprised yelp, though there was no real fear in her voice. Instead, her crimson eyes glowed with a knowing glint, already predicting where this was going. "Master... you do realize this will definitely end in something perverted, right?"
I smile. "And?"
Raviel sighed dramatically, resting her head against my shoulder with mock resignation. "Well, I suppose it can't be helped. A good system should always provide the best service~."
Tiamat, who had been watching from the bedside, hesitated. Her sleek tail swayed slightly, betraying her inner conflict. She clasped her hands together, her delicate fingers fidgeting.
"Should I... join?" she murmured softly, her amethyst eyes flickering between curiosity and embarrassment.
I turned to her, raising an eyebrow in amusement. "Only if you want to, Tia."
Tiamat's cheeks burned an even deeper shade of pink. After a moment of deliberation, she took a step forward—then suddenly froze. Her tail twitched.
"M-Maybe next time," she mumbled hurriedly, retreating slightly as if gathering courage for the future.
Raviel chuckled against my chest. "Oh~? Our shy little dragon goddess is already planning for next time? How bold~."
Tiamat let out a tiny, flustered huff, puffing out her cheeks. "I-I'm just being practical!"
I grinned. "Alright, Tia. Whenever you're ready." It seems like she's not ready so there's no need to force her.
With that, I carried Raviel into the bathroom, her amused laughter echoing as the door closed behind us—leaving a very red-faced Tiamat standing alone, her tail flicking nervously.
Of course, after that Tiamat seemed to hear their moans in the bathroom. but she as a maid had to act professionally and return to the kitchen to prepare food for her master.
Another three hour had passed. Allen seemed to look fresh after going for a few rounds in the bathroom and Raviel, who looked like he was having difficulty standing, was finally taken to the dining room after they had finished bathing.
Allen even asked why she didn't heal herself but Raviel just replied that I love this pain.
.
'well i guess that's not my problem.' Women are strange creatures, sometimes you won't understand how they think.
As we sat down to eat, I glanced at Tiamat, who was happily arranging the plates with delicate precision. Despite her soft and gentle demeanor, I knew the truth—Tiamat was one of the primordial gods, the mother of all life. Yet here she was, acting as my personal maid, doting on me like a devoted lover.
It still felt surreal.
Raviel, as always, saw my expression and smirked knowingly. "You're wondering why Tiamat is here, aren't you, Master?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't any sane person?"
Tiamat blinked, tilting her head slightly. "Is it... strange?"
"Strange? You're supposed to be the Primordial Goddess of Creation," I pointed out, taking a sip of the tea she had brewed. "Instead, you're my cute little maid. That is strange."
Tiamat's ears drooped slightly, and she looked down. "I... wanted to be by Master's side."
I sighed, reaching over to ruffle her soft aqua hair. "I didn't mean it in a bad way."
Raviel stretched her arms, leaning back in her chair with an air of satisfaction. "Well, since you asked~ I may have had a hand in it."
I gave her a deadpan look. "Of course, you did."
Raviel giggled, twirling a strand of her silver hair. "From the moment Tiamat was born, I granted her a vision—of her fate, of what would become of her in the far future."
'In short, you brainwashed her.' Allen think
Tiamat shifted uncomfortably, her tail curling around her waist as she whispered, "Destruction... exile..."
I stilled. The weight of her words hung in the air, a somber reminder of the tragic fate awaiting the original Tiamat in myth. She was doomed to be seen as a monster, cast away by the world she had created.
"But," Raviel continued, tapping her fork against her plate, "So I gave her a choice. To follow that cruel fate... or to forge a new one. One where she would be cherished, loved, and free from that destined pain."
Tiamat looked up at me, her amethyst eyes shimmering with unspoken emotion. "I chose you, master" she murmured.
The weight of her words settled over me.
Raviel smirked. "So, rather than becoming an enemy of humanity, she became your devoted maid and—eventually—your wife."
Tiamat's face burned red. "R-Raviel!"
I chuckled, shaking my head. "I see. So you rewrote history just so I could have the Primordial Goddess of Creation as my personal maid?"
"Of course~!" Raviel chimed proudly. "Why settle for anything less, Master?"
Tiamat covered her face with her hands, her horns trembling from sheer embarrassment.
I leaned closer, my voice dropping into a teasing whisper. "You don't regret it, do you, Tia?"
She peeked through her fingers, then slowly shook her head. "No... never."
A warm smile tugged at my lips. "Good."
A thought crossed my mind, and I glanced at Raviel. "But if Tiamat is here, what happens to the fate of the gods who were supposed to be born?"
Raviel waved off my concern with an elegant flick of her hand. "Oh, don't worry about that~. In that universe, Gaia—Earth's consciousness and the Counter Force itself—will take care of it. Gods and goddesses will still be born, just in different ways."
I exhaled, shaking my head. "You really planned everything, huh?"
"Naturally," Raviel purred, resting her chin on her palm. "After all, my beloved Master deserves the best."
Tiamat, still flushed, muttered something under her breath, but she didn't move away from my side.
And honestly... I wouldn't have had it any.
"So, what's next? Am I getting reincarnated into that world since we're discussing all this?"
"Well, actually you already have a body, so for reincarnation it is not necessary.
~ And we can go to any world you want, Master," Raviel said with a playful smile.
Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel intrigued. The idea of adventuring across different universes sounded interesting, but there was something I needed to confirm first.
"Alright, but if I choose the Type-Moon universe, wouldn't that be a problem? That world has a lot of troublesome systems—the Human Order, Quantum Time Locks, and the whole branching timeline mess. It's like a tree with endless variations. If I go there, wouldn't I end up with multiple variants of myself?"
Raviel giggled, waving off my concerns. "Oh, Master, you worry too much~. You won't have to deal with any of that. I'll handle everything." She leaned closer, her crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. "And as for variants? That's impossible for us. We're unique creatures in the multiverse. There won't be any alternate versions of you—just the one and only Allen~."
"well i good for me, i mean us" then he realized "wait a minute you said unique creature.?"
"Ah, about that, now I have changed you to ascended, now you can also be called a god."
He was in a daze for a moment.
Seeing him in a daze she just smiled— then changed the topic.
"Alright, now that we've settled that, where do you want to go, Master? And which timeline do you prefer?" Raviel asked, her crimson eyes gleaming with curiosity.
I leaned back, thinking for a moment before smirking. "How about the Age of Gods—12,000 BC? That's about a years Sefar attacked Earth. I'm also curious about Atlantis, where the Twelve Machine Gods resided… the ones who later became the Olympian Gods after their mechanical bodies were destroyed and they reincarnated as divine spirits."
Raviel's expression lit up with approval. "Oh~ that's a great choice! At that time, the Machine Gods didn't have human-like emotions yet. Their bodies were purely mechanical constructs—more like massive living warships with consciousness rather than actual deities."
I chuckled. "Exactly. That means I don't have to worry about Zeus getting all possessive or acting like he's been NTR'd. They're not officially married at that point."
"but isn't it just for a short time, you only have one year to seduce the goddesses there"
"hey at least the goddesses there are still untainted by Zeus, Poseidon and the other deity".
After discussing which world they were going to next, Alan asked Raviel.
"so now how do we go to that univers because now aren't we in a different dimension right now"
"It seems like my husband can't wait to go there."
shortly after. Raviel snapped her fingers and a door appeared beside Alan.
The door shimmered with an otherworldly glow, swirling with colors that seemed to defy reality itself. Alan took a step closer, his hands casually in his pockets as he studied the portal.
"A portable portal, huh?" he mused. "Feels a bit too convenient, don't you think?"
Raviel giggled, looping her arm around his. "Oh my dear husband, everything about you is convenient. Besides, isn't it nice to have an all-powerful wife who spoils you?"
Tiamat, who had been standing quietly beside them, nodded in agreement. "Raviel spoils Master a lot. But I will spoil Master too."
Allen chuckled. "I'm truly living the dream, huh?"
Raviel smiled sweetly. "You deserve it, my love."
With that, she tugged him forward, and the three of them stepped into the portal.
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