"Really, the life of a minor goddess is nothing but suffering. Why does Father Zeus always task us with getting rid of mortals?"
"Quiet, Lord Zeus’s order cannot be defied, so let’s just get it done."
Two minor goddesses complained while flying through the sky with the still, lifeless body of a dark skinned young man.
He looked just about twenty with short, dark, curly hair and handso, refined features that would awaken fond feelings in the heart of any maiden.
Unfortunately, his body was utterly devoid of any warmth, indicating that he was already dead. The two goddesses eventually reached the edge of the palace, overlooking the base of the mountain on which it sat. They were about to toss his body off the mountain when they felt it shudder vigorously within their hands.
"Eunomia? Did you feel it move just now?"
"Yes, I thought I imagined it. But you felt it too?"
Slowly, they turned their gazes to the young man’s handso face, shocked to see his eyelashes trembling faintly until . . .
His eyes fluttered open.
"Woah, where am I? Who are the two of you? Why are you holding ?"
The young man asked in panic.
"KYAAAAAA!"
"He must be one of those creepy ghouls!"
"Let’s escape quickly!"
Convinced he was so kind of undead creature, the two goddesses released their hold of the young man and sped away into the golden palace!
Adam fell to the ground with a loud thud, and pain racked his back.
"What the fuck was that?"
He was nine parts confused and one part exasperated when sat down calmly in an attempt to clear his thoughts. His mories were blurry.
The last thing he rembered was the giant explosion that sent him hurtling through the space ti continuum. He had not expected to survive the journey.
Yes . . . the mories were coming back to him now.
That year —5037— was the year of the final war.
He alone stood against the forces of the Godfall Kingdoms:
Millions of enhanced soldiers with impossibly advanced technology— and fought them all to a standstill for a full 30 days before the ion drive exploded and he was hurled by the resulting temporal storm into this world.
A place where the gods of myth were flesh and blood.
That’s right .. . he had only turned nineteen a few days ago.
His was the first successful artificial god, created with the advanced technology of his ti. He was impervious to most weapons and faster than a speeding bullet. He would never fall sick or tire out, and his mind was powerful enough to percieve the thoughts of others.
Or at least, he should have been.
Before he was hurled into the Void by the explosion, he had been struck by a weapon containing a bioengineered nanite hive that locked away all his strength and made him as frail as a normal human.
It was the only reason he had failed to stop the invading armies. . .
Worse, the nanites had also corrupted his divinely beautiful face and perfect body.
A face so graceful that it could cause the sun and stars to recede in sha, and a body so irresistible that it could awaken feelings of lust in any sexually awakened girl.
His floral scent alone could cuase the coldest woman wet themselves with desire, and the slightest touch of his would overwhelm their minds with more pleasure than they had felt in their entire lives.
And once they had felt his touch, there was no turning back. They would be slaves to their desires for him for as long as they lived. Life would hold no aning for them without him.
But now, all of that had been taken from him.
Adam gazed at the grand palace before him. . ’I must have crashlanded here.’
He softly rubbed the crystal ring on his right index finger and called: ’Lena?’
The Ring vibrated vigorously, then an emotionless, robotic voice that reverberated from it.
"World Assessnt beginning..."
"Assessnt complete..."
"Assesing host’s condition..."
"Assessnt completed..."
"Greetings my Lord Adam. Are you well?"
Adam nodded politely. The ring hosted his companion ai: An entity called Lena. He was worried she had been damaged from his turbulent descent into this world, but luckily that wasn’t the case.
"Would you like a detailed report of our current situation?"
Adam stared at the strange new world uncertainly. Even the air here tasted different than earth’s.
"Yes, I would. Please begin the report Lena. "
"We were hurled by the temporal storm into this place: a world very different from your own. This is a place where the gods of myth live and breath: Zeus, Odin, Ra, Thor.
And by sheer coincidence you seem to have fallen into the ho of the Greek pantheon: Mount Olympus.
You are mostly unhard, but the Riorta Nanites are embedded too deeply in your cells. And this primitive world lacks the necesssary technology to remove it.
However there appears to be another path you can take."
"And what might that path be?"
"You were made an artificial god, my lord.
At the pinnacle of your strength, your skin, bones, and muscles were enhanced beyond imagination.
Your cells were more resilient than tempered steel, however, they also served as receptacles for vast amounts of energy."
"This mount Olympus my lord. Ho of the Greek Pantheon: Zeus, Poseidon and Hera among nurous others.
The creatures here: gods— are bodies of mystic divine energy.
Should you conjoin with any of their won in intercourse, they will release this energy into your body, which will then be absorbed by your cells and used to purge the nanites...a few hundred tis should be enough"
"A few hundred..."
Adams mouth gaped wide open in surprise, and he almost collapsed.
"Who would even be willing to go at it that many tis?"
"I suggest you mate with many different goddesses my lord. A diversity in energy recieved may help your body’s recovery.
I will keep track of the progress made in purging the virus"
A simple holographic screen with a lot of data was suddenly projected in front of Adam.
"So if I’m reading you right? I make progress in returning to my forr strength whenever I fuck a goddess."
"And I need to mate with as many of them as I can, for as long as I can, and as many tis as I can to full purge the Virus from my cells.
You will keep track of all the information involved, especially how much of the Virus I cleanse after each session."
"You’ve understood perfectly my lord. Shall we begin?"
"Gladly, but Lena. Without my powers of seduction, how am I to succeed in bedding a few hundred goddesses?!"
"You will slowly regain all your power as the Virus weakens, my lord. But I suppose that for now, my lord will have to rely on his wonderful personality."
Adam was speechless. If he wasnt aware that Lena was cold, thought-driven machine without emotion, he would have been sure she was making fun of him.
"Initial, Objective: Seduce a single goddess.
Obejective Rewards: Purging of Riorta Virus, Restoration of strength.
’Alright ....’ Adam sighed. ’Show my status screen.’
"Na: Adam
Titles: Null
Power Level: Null
Race: Artificial god.
Physique: Mortal
. . . ..
Adam wasn’t willing to waste any ti now that he knew what to do, he carefully made his way up the mountain; it completely exhasuted his now mortal body. After a climbing for a while, he finally ca across a luxurius bathhouse.
The sun had already set.
After resting a bit, he scanned the bathhouse for any feminine silhouettes.
But after searching the periter for a long t, he found no one.
The problem was that this particular bathhouse was located in the outskirts of the palace in an almost deserted area.
It would be strange for one as highly esteed as a goddess to deign to visit it.
Tue bathhouse was almost half a mile wide and decorated with golden statues. Braziers blazed with golden fire around its periter. At this ti of dusk, it was truly beautiful.
For a while, Adam staked out the bathhouse uncertainly, before finally gethering the courage to go in. As he made his way through the marble columns and into the misty interior, the enticing figure of a young woman entered his vision.
She very slowly pulled down the silky robe that hugged her voluptuous body as she settled into the water.
Her dark hair was long and wavy as it spilled across her back.
She had wild, fierce, amber eyes and an exceedingly beautiful face.
But even the perfect contours of her face were overshadowed, by the sultry, amorous curves of her body.
Large, heavy breasts that spilled out of her tunic as she pulled it down.
Round, perky, succulant buttocks that rippled at her slightest movent, and a narrow waist to perfect it all.
Compared to her, all the beauties Adam had seen during his ti on earth were simply too plain!— Too lacking!
So this was a goddess!
Adam imdiately knew that he had to have her!
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