After a quick chat with Hera, Allen went right back to enjoying the sun, lying lazily on the warm sand. The sound of the waves rolling in and the gentle sea breeze made everything feel just right. Raviel and Tiamat were chilling with him, while the other goddesses had already left, saying something about a meeting of the 12 Olympians at the Olympiad. Honestly, Allen didn't really care. If it had something to do with him, they'd tell him later. If not, then whatever.
"Husband, want some juice?" Tiamat's voice snapped him out of his thoughts as she walked over, holding a glass of chilled juice.
Allen turned his head, his eyes naturally roaming over her body. She was wearing a blue bikini that fit her perfectly, showing off her smooth, pale skin and killer curves. Damn, she looked good.
"Yeah, thanks," he said, taking the juice while sneaking another glance.
Before he could even take a sip, Raviel scooted closer with a playful grin. "Husband, let me put some sunscreen on your back so you don't burn." She was already squeezing lotion into her hands.
Her bikini was the same design as Tiamat's, just in white, and honestly, she looked just as hot. The way her silver hair shimmered under the sun and how her red eyes sparkled with mischief—yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing.
"Alright," Allen said, rolling onto his stomach, fully prepared to let them pamper him.
Raviel straddled him slightly, her soft hands pressing into his back as she spread the cool sunscreen across his skin. She took her time, rubbing it in with slow, gentle motions, and Allen had to admit, it felt pretty damn nice.
Tiamat sat beside him, watching for a moment before leaning in, resting her head against his arm. "You look way too comfortable, husband," she murmured with a small smile.
Allen smirked. "Well, when I've got my lovely wives spoiling me like this, how could I not be?"
Raviel giggled, pressing a little closer. "Of course! A good wife takes care of her husband, right, Tia?"
Tiamat nodded, her lavender eyes warm. "Mm. Always."
Allen chuckled, letting out a relaxed sigh. The sun, the beach, and two gorgeous girls giving him all their attention—yeah, life was good.
As Allen lay back, completely relaxed under the warmth of the sun, completely unaware of the approaching storm, something far beyond Earth's sky had just made its landing.
On the cold, desolate surface of the moon, a foreign object—no, a being—had arrived.
A towering figure, pristine white like freshly fallen snow, stood motionless upon the lunar surface. It had no need for breath, no need for warmth. It was something beyond life as the people of Earth knew it. Its form was sleek yet mechanical, its body radiating an unnatural glow as it adjusted to its new environment.
Sefar had arrived.
The Titan of Destruction, the being that would one day bring ruin to the gods themselves, now gazed upon the blue planet before it. There was no emotion in its gaze—only observation.
It had been traveling for eons, wandering the vast emptiness of space, guided only by its sole directive: to consume. To destroy.
And now, its attention was fully set on Earth.
Sefar stood motionless, its glowing form casting a faint light on the barren moon surface. From here, it could see everything—oceans stretching endlessly, continents dotted with life, civilizations flourishing under the rule of gods. To some, this world would be beautiful. To Sefar, it was nothing more than another target.
Its body shifted slightly as it processed the data it had gathered. Unlike the mindless destruction it had once enacted upon countless worlds before, this one required observation. The entities known as "gods" were numerous here. Their presence saturated the planet, woven into the fabric of reality itself.
Yet, Sefar did not fear them.
It had erased gods before.
It would erase them again.
The only question was how long they would last.
Its metallic limbs adjusted as more energy pulsed through its frame, analyzing the structures of divine authorities, the flow of mana, and the lifeblood of the planet itself. The gods of this world were strong, but flawed. Their divinity anchored them to Earth, making them vulnerable.
Sefar's empty gaze remained fixed on the planet.
Its mission would begin soon.
And when it did—there would be no salvation.
....
Two weeks had passed since Allen arrived in this world. A lot had happened—Hera had approached him with an offer to align with Olympus, and he had even been invited to Mount Olympus, which, for some reason, was located at the bottom of the sea in Atlantis. But honestly, it was all pretty boring to talk about it, so let's just skip it.
Right now, Allen was living his life the way he enjoyed most—lazily. He spent his days at the villa with his two women, enjoying a routine that made him feel like a homebody who had no interest in stepping outside. The three goddesses who had decided to crash at his place—Hera, Aphrodite, and Athena—were slowly getting influenced by his habits as well. At first, they had responsibilities and duties to tend to, but now? They were just as lazy as he was, lounging around and enjoying the peaceful life in his villa.
And so, in the middle of this very important business of doing nothing, the villa's doorbell rang.
Allen lazily glanced toward the entrance but made no effort to move. Instead, Tiamat, who had naturally assumed the role of the household's maid, walked over and opened the door.
On the other side stood two familiar figures—Demeter, with her golden hair shimmering under the sunlight, and beside her, a younger woman with soft features and a reserved expression—Persephone.
"Oh?" Allen raised an eyebrow from his spot on the couch. "Unexpected guests."
Hera, who was sitting beside him, let out a small huff but said nothing. Aphrodite smirked in amusement, clearly intrigued by the new arrivals.
Without waiting for an invitation, Demeter stepped inside with the confidence of someone who had been here before. Persephone hesitated slightly, her violet eyes flickering around the villa before cautiously following her mother inside.
"Sorry to drop by unannounced, Allen," Demeter said casually. "But I have some business with you."
Allen leaned forward just a bit, resting his arm on his knee as he smirked. "Business, huh? Official matters? Or just an excuse to join the laziness?"
Persephone blinked in surprise at his blunt response, while Demeter chuckled. "A little of both."
Allen let out a light laugh. "Well then, welcome to the temple of procrastination. Feel free to make yourselves at home."
Demeter made herself comfortable without hesitation, casually taking a seat on one of the lounge chairs as if she belonged there. Persephone, on the other hand, remained standing near the entrance, her posture stiff as she glanced between the other women in the room.
Tiamat closed the door behind them and quietly returned to Allen's side, taking her usual spot behind the couch.
Allen leaned back, stretching his arms before resting them behind his head. "So, what's this business you mentioned?"
Demeter smirked. "Straight to the point, huh? Well, let's just say there are some… discussions happening in Olympus about you."
Hera sighed, clearly already aware of what Demeter was talking about. Aphrodite, however, seemed mildly amused.
"Discussions?" Allen repeated, raising an eyebrow. "That sounds like a fancy way of saying people are either really interested in me or really annoyed by me."
"Both," Demeter admitted with a chuckle. "Some of the gods are still skeptical about you, especially since you're an magician with no real ties to Olympus. And then there's the fact that Hera, Aphrodite, and Athena are staying here with you. It's causing quite a stir."
Allen smirked. "Let them talk. It's not like I care what they think."
Persephone, who had been quiet up until now, finally spoke, her voice soft but clear. "You should care, at least a little. The gods of Olympus aren't exactly known for being reasonable. If enough of them see you as a threat…"
Allen turned his gaze toward her, intrigued. Unlike her mother, Persephone's demeanor was more reserved, almost cautious. She didn't seem as comfortable as Demeter, but she wasn't openly hostile either.
"Is that why you came here?" Allen asked. "To warn me?"
Persephone hesitated, then nodded. "I… I thought you should know."
Allen studied her for a moment before his lips curved into a playful grin. "I appreciate the concern. But I'm not exactly the type to worry about what the Olympians think. If they want to see me as a problem, that's their choice."
Demeter rolled her eyes. "Of course, you'd say that. But it wouldn't hurt to at least consider how you want to handle things. Especially if certain Machine Gods start paying attention."
Allen's smile didn't waver, but his eyes sharpened slightly. "Ah, so that's what this is really about."
Hera, who had been listening quietly, finally spoke. "Some of the Machine Gods don't trust you, Allen. They think you're hiding something."
Allen let out a chuckle. "Well, they're not wrong. I am hiding plenty of things."
Aphrodite laughed at that, clearly entertained. "You're not even going to deny it?"
"Why would I?" Allen stretched again, exuding confidence. "If they want to be suspicious, let them. But I'm not going to waste my time proving anything to them."
Demeter sighed. "You really are impossible."
Allen smirked. "And yet, you still came all the way here to talk to me."
Demeter crossed her arms, unable to argue with that.
Meanwhile, Persephone finally moved away from the entrance, cautiously taking a seat beside her mother. Despite her initial hesitation, she was beginning to relax—if only a little.
Aphrodite leaned toward Allen, resting her chin on her hand. "So? What's your plan, oh wise and lazy one?"
Allen grinned. "Same as always. I'll deal with things if they actually become a problem. Until then… I'm going to enjoy my peaceful life."
Demeter shook her head, though there was amusement in her eyes. "You're either a genius or an idiot."
Allen laughed. "Isn't it obvious that I'm handsome, I mean I'm a genius!"
Persephone blinked, clearly not used to someone so shameless and relaxed about Olympus' politics. She glanced at her mother, then at Hera and Aphrodite, who didn't seem the least bit concerned.
Maybe… it really was okay to let go of her worries—just for a little while.
Demeter sighed. "Fine. If you're going to be this carefree, then I might as well take advantage of it." But when he said he was handsome, she thought that this guy really didn't have any shame.
Allen just noded. "That's the spirit. Welcome to the lazy side."
And just like that, the villa gained two more unexpected guests—who, whether they realized it or not, were already getting caught up in Allen's way of life.
.....
Demeter leaned back in her seat, exhaling as if she had just set down a heavy burden. "I have to admit… this place has a certain charm to it."
Allen smirked. "That's just the effect of doing absolutely nothing. Give it a few hours, and you'll start wondering why you ever bothered with responsibilities in the first place."
Aphrodite chuckled, stretching like a cat. "He's not wrong. Ever since I started staying here, I've been questioning why I ever wasted energy on Olympus' nonsense."
Hera shot her a look but didn't argue. Even she had started to settle into the villa's relaxed atmosphere, though she would never openly admit it.
Persephone, meanwhile, was still adjusting. She sat rigidly beside Demeter, her fingers gripping the edge of her dress as she cautiously glanced around. "So… this is where you all live now?"
"More like where we exist," Allen corrected with a lazy grin. "Living implies effort."
Demeter gave him a dry look. "You know, some might call that irresponsible."
Allen shrugged. "And yet, here you are."
Demeter sighed, shaking her head in amusement. "Fair point."
Persephone, however, still seemed unsure. She shifted in her seat, looking at her mother. "We're really staying here?"
Demeter smirked. "Why not? Allen seems happy to let goddesses freeload in his home, and I could use a break from Olympus' nonsense."
Persephone hesitated, her fingers tightening slightly. "But… it feels strange. Like we're avoiding something important."
Allen tilted his head, observing her carefully. Unlike Demeter, who had fully embraced the idea of taking it easy, Persephone still carried a weight on her shoulders. He could see it in the way she held herself, in the uncertainty in her eyes.
He smiled. "You're overthinking it. There's nothing wrong with taking a break, you know."
Persephone glanced at him, then quickly looked away. "I… suppose."
Aphrodite smirked. "Don't worry, dear. Give it some time, and you'll end up just like the rest of us—wondering why you ever cared about anything."
Persephone looked mildly horrified at the idea.
Allen laughed. "She's exaggerating. Mostly."
Demeter chuckled, watching her daughter's conflicted expression. "Relax, Persephone. Just treat this as a temporary retreat. If you really feel the need to go back, no one's stopping you."
Persephone nodded slowly, though she still seemed uncertain.
Allen stretched and stood up. "Well, since you're our newest guests, why don't I show you around?"
Demeter raised an eyebrow. "You're actually willing to move?"
Allen smirked. "Hey, I'm not completely useless."
Aphrodite leaned back, clearly having no intention of joining. "You three go ahead. I'm too comfortable right now."
Hera simply waved them off, already picking up a book to read.
Allen led Demeter and Persephone through the villa, showing them the various rooms—though there honestly wasn't much to see. The villa was spacious but cozy, designed more for comfort than grandeur. The most impressive part was probably the view—an endless stretch of the ocean, visible from nearly every room.
"Pick whatever room you want," Allen said lazily. "Tiamat will probably make sure you have everything you need."
At the mention of her name, Tiamat, who had been silently following them, nodded obediently.
Demeter smirked. "You really do have everything handled, don't you?"
Allen grinned. "Of course. Laziness takes planning."
Persephone, despite her lingering hesitation, found herself relaxing just a little.
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