“What, you think we’d miss this?”
Gaia, Zone, and Ferikrona sat on a broad couch atop a hovering dais. The latter was fashioned from marble, silver, gold, and glass. An impossibly complex thing of interlocking facets that the greatest craftsn in Fusion would have struggled to even plan in a reasonable stretch of ti. The couch, absurdly, was a well-used, almost cheap-looking thing. The cushions were deford by years of being sat on, the outer layers of the armrest partly rubbed off.
“I was more thinking that reality seems to have a strange tendency to give small won with wide hips all of the power,” the Gar observed. His eyes darted from Gaia, who was the premiere example of this, to Lulu, to Eliana, to Zone, and then Ferikrona.
All of them fell in the ‘small’ range. At 1,62 tres, Eliana and Lu Zhi shared the top spot. Gaia was the bottom, about 1,57 tres of height. The other two fell in between. When it ca to their chests, Gaia was petite, Lulu was petite, Ferikrona was petite, Eliana was moderate, and Zone was moderate. All of them, with a range from reasonable to almost too much, had hips, butts, and thighs to die for. Lu Zhi and Ferikrona were at the reasonable end, Eliana and Gaia had almost too much, and Zone fell sowhere in the middle. Admittedly, Gaia skirted that line a little more, given that perfect ass of hers (Eliana lagged behind ever so slightly in that departnt).
John wasn’t sure if Gaia just had a type and her reality shaping unconscious reflected that or if this was just one large coincidence.
“Feel like I missed my ti with you,” Zone weighed in before anyone else could. The goddess of porn was every bit the semblance of the internet icon. Purple hair, purple sweater, a skull-like icon on the front, and purple eyes. Her lips were spread in a crooked, half-seductive, half-mocking smile. “Feri, can you pull so strings for a friend? I want to go back before he made his choice to close his dick off from hotty access.”
“I an, I could try,” Ferikrona answered. The goddess of ti yawned. She wore a set of tight pyjamas and cuddled so kind of giant, round plushie. Her greyish brown hair was dishevelled, reaching barely past her chin.
“What did I say about manipulating the ti stream?” Gaia groaned. The supre deity of reality sat between her friends. Her crossed legs were on full display. The pelvic curtain of her dress was stuck between her legs, barely hiding the view of her crotch. The rest of her body was practically naked, the black fabric so tight that nothing was left to the imagination. Prismatic shapes constantly flowed on the surface, at tis escaping the border of the fabric. Turbulent, green hair cascaded behind her. Seven lines crossing a ring sat black in each of her green eyes, slowly circling.
“”Only when you’re drunk,”” Ferikrona and Zone answered in unison.
“Exa- No!”
“And here I thought I wouldn’t see as much of you in the future,” John pointed out their last conversation.
“There’s not much and then there’s nothing and then, again, is missing this.” A giant bucket of popcorn spawned in Gaia’s lap. Ferikrona and Zone imdiately reached in and took handfuls of the crunchy snack. “Two of my playthings are smacking into each other. Dance, puppets, dance!”
“You were hanging around with the sass-blaster too?” John asked Lu Zhi.
“Every now and again,” Lulu answered and shrugged. “I am Heavenly Jade Empress. The Centre of All takes interest in those holding my title.”
“That’s a new title,” John humd. “Centre of All.”
“Yes, I am great, you keep forgetting that. Now fight for my entertainnt!” Gaia needed no gesture nor spoken word to completely transform the grassy plain John, Lulu and Eliana stood on. Suddenly, they were in a quadratic arena of marble white tiles.
“One, why are we doing a Dragonball reference?” John asked, looking at the ring. “Two, why bother? We are not fighting until ring-out?”
“Wow, his smartassery is way worse in person,” Zone stated. “Total turn-off.”
“And you wonder why I only slept with him the one ti,” Gaia said and rolled her eyes. “He’d probably stop in the middle of it and try to exploit the reality splitting to do parallel grinding. Fight already! Oh my , what are you waiting for?” The supre deity threw a rotten tomato she got from nowhere.
John barely managed to sidestep it, before it went ‘splat’ on the floor. “Well, guess we should keep the people entertained.”
It was in the smile that the imperial tomboy shot him back that the Gar saw the switch from his Lulu to Lu Zhi, the woman that had never gotten to conquer China the bloody way. “Ready when you are,” she said, hiding only half her sharp teeth behind the jade fan.
Dressed in nothing but a white dress, ard with nothing but that fan and her cuteness, she was far from an intimidating figure. Yet, there stood the second strongest human in the Abyss. The contender to that title, one proper fusion of fractured minds away from reaching it, hopped onto the hovering dais.
“Oh, not helping him?”
“Fucker wants to slowly ramp this up, for her entertainnt and to see if he can maximize rewards,” Eliana answered and plopped down on the lowest of the three steps. “Go fucking figure, grass hair.”
“Hmph… if you had just a trace of sanity, you’d be on your way to your third kid by now.”
“I’LL RIP YOUR FUCKING OVARIES OUT, SLUT!”
“Oh yeah?! Try !”
“Are you going to be distracted all day?” Lu Zhi asked, now herself impatient. Elegance was compromised by her hopping from one foot onto the other like an excited child. “I was promised a fight. Give one. Give two. Give everything! I’m a greedy, greedy girl.”
“Don’t expect too much from alone,” John cautioned her, then discarded his current appearance. Skin was consud by arcane flas, revealing the body of swirling tal underneath. “I’m using one of my good Creator Puppets for this, but you’re still 350 levels above .”
“That’s just about 50% more Stats,” Lu Zhi tried to downplay it.
Stats were the last thing John was worried about. If it were just Stats that defined a person, then tra would have mopped the floor with most of them. No, it was all of the non-mathematically trackable stuff that John was worried about. What Lu Zhi’s actual magic was, he had fairly little knowledge of. She controlled jade, of course, and she could turn into a half-dragon form, to so benefit.
‘Only one way to find out,’ he thought and gripped the handle on Inkaryl. The bickering in the background between failed goddess and supre deity ca to a halt when he raised a hand.
Elental Bolt flew forwards, the deep purple of a ball of gravitational energy. Lu Zhi swatted it aside with her fan as if it was a tennis ball. Having charged right after it, the Creator Puppet tried to bring Inkaryl down into the resulting gap.
Light green dusting played around the eyes of the Heavenly Jade Empress. That was as far as she tapped into her divine powers, to accelerate and bring her fan between her head and the descending mace. Swung by a golem of considerable strength, the weapon of Fusionals and Astrotium ca to an imdiate and oddly sudden stop. John felt no counterforce go up his arm. The motion had just ended on impact.
Lu Zhi turned into a whirl of fluttering strands of cloth. The heel of her foot slamd into the Creator Puppet’s stomach, launching him backwards. “Ring out!” soone shouted, while he was skidding through grass.
“I said we are not doing that!” John managed to shout back, before he was forced to deal with the aweso and worriso sight of Lu Zhi’s smooth legs as she went on a teoric descent.
Barely, he managed to roll out of the way. Feinting an attempt to get up, he managed to bait Lu Zhi into a kick. Her foot wasn’t even anywhere near his body, but the slicing shockwave would have hit him anyway.
‘Of course, she can use Martial Arts,’ John admired, noticing the faintest aura of colourless energy around her, like drifting mist on cold glass. It was different from what Rave used, for one reason or another. He would ask another ti. For now, he had to jump to his feet and swing Inkaryl with all the might and gravitational force this body and the weapon could muster.
A quiet tap was the only noise produced when it t Lu Zhi’s unfolded fan. The motion of his arm ca to a sudden and complete stop. Swiftly, the Heavenly Jade Empress knocked the still weapon aside. John tried to bring in his other arm, to punch her or do sothing, but she moved faster. The fan landed on the Creator Puppet’s shoulder, the blades snapping together on impact.
Two different things happened simultaneously. A slicing gust of wind and energy tore through the creator puppet, separating the arm at the shoulder. A harsh but much weaker impact of kinetic force slamd into him, forcing him to his knees.
Dazed by how suddenly he found himself at the height of her waist, John only recovered when the folded fan tapped against the side of his tal face. “Do you yield?”
John threw up his singular arm in surrender. What little of the scales and green dusting had appeared on her face was absorbed back in. “You wouldn’t be nice enough to tell what just happened there, would you?” he requested and picked the arm up. He couldn’t reattach it where he was, but it would still be easier this way. The cut was scarily clean, the various layers of stone and tal on the inside shimring like polished stone.
Tapping her chin with the fan, she considered the answer. “The working of our magic is a guarded secret… however, it is not so guarded that I would withhold it from one I am coming to love.”
John switched back to the Creator Puppet’s Socialite Mode. “Dem’s kissing words,” he warned her.
“Oh no,” Lu Zhi dropped down and puckered her green lips, “I’m such a helpless maiden, whatever will I do?”
“Helpless,” John chuckled and then gave them both what they desired. The kiss was swift, yet satisfying. The sll of fresh cut grass surrounded them. A deep gash marked the earth where she had separated his limb.
“So-“ Lulu began her explanation, only for him to press another urgent kiss on her lips. Laughing, she pushed him back. “My, my, here I thought there was nothing you loved more than answers?”
“I love you,” John confessed readily.
The imperial tomboy suddenly turned a bright red. A third kiss was stopped by her putting her fan between their lower faces. Green eyes glanced off to the side. Wrinkles around them betrayed the depth of the hidden smile. “Y-you can’t just spring that on ,” she complained. “Say it again!”
“I love you!” he tried to put as much emotion into it as the first ti. He overcompensated, by his estimation. Lulu squeaked like a rubber duck. Her feet drumd on the ground.
“Again!” she demanded.
“I love you,” John went in for the third ti, asured and sincere in his tone.
“Aaaaaaaahhhhh!” Lulu shouted. The fan disappeared into nothing, leaving both of her hands to hide her bright red face instead. Only her cute button of a nose peeked out in between. John kissed it and listened to the cascade of embarrassed noises coming afterwards. “You can’t just spring that on a girl, you bastard!” she then declared, shyly punching his shoulder. “What am I supposed to say? I love you too? That’s way too bold for a dainty wallflower like !”
“You know, I do rather enjoy seeing you this flustered,” John teased her.
“Aha! Dickery, that I know how to deal with!” Lulu wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into yet another kiss. That one was far from swift and infinitely more satisfying. Their tongues whirled. This incredibly powerful woman held onto him as if she would drown in the mont if she did not. She lay underneath him. A position she was visibly, audibly, completely satisfied with.
The kiss broke, eventually, just because they both felt it was right. Loving silence followed. John caressed the side of Lulu’s face and she nuzzled into his palm like a happy puppy. ‘God, she’s adorable,’ he thought.
“I really did not expect you to spring that on .”
“I didn’t expect to say it already,” John answered in kind. “You’re just that lovable.”
“Of course.” Lulu had found her middle again, even if she was still blushing up a storm from it all. “And you are way too weak to lovable won.”
“You knew what you were getting into,” John reminded her. “You were fine with a loveless marriage. I’m promising you more, so much more. Plus, you’re so much more than lovable. You’re lovable, dangerous, brilliant, sexy, incredi-“
“Stop, stop, stooooooooop,” Lulu pleaded, her blush ramping up again. “You’re courting death, hubby! I’m about to give you the embarrassed shove to end all embarrassed shoves! By my authority, it will quake the heaven and earth!”
“I’ll just continue later, when you’ve cooled off, then,” John whispered.
The rubber duck squeaking was right back, but the Gar was not kicked. When the two of them finally did disentangle, they did so to sarcastic applause. “Drama, romance, fantastic!” Gaia shouted, flanked by two other goddesses that had their own faces buried in their hands. “You managed to fry the brains of my friends!”
“That was too pure!” Ferikrona shouted.
“I demand you do sothing lewd imdiately!” Zone added.
“Nah,” Lulu denied. “I’d rather dwell in all the fuzzy happy stuff in my stomach right now.”
“Not going to answer him in kind?” Eliana wanted to know.
Lulu’s happy smile remained right as it was. “I’m not quite ready yet. The three words are a little more of a deal for , you know? First tis and all of that.” She gently punched John’s shoulder. “You understand, right?”
“I understand you called hubby monts ago,” John pointed out.
“Uhm, uh, no, I didn’t?”
John smirked knowingly. He decided to let her get away with that one. “…I guess I misrembered.” Her hand on his, they sat in the grass for a little bit. Against both of their wishes, the romantic energy in the air did eventually fade. If he could, he would have stretched the mont to near infinity, but the march of ti put demands on everything. “So… how do your powers work?”
“Oh, I can control every kind of force.”
“…Pardon ?” John asked.
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