Seth, a child from a poor village, left his home at the young age of fifteen in search of a goal he had only heard of in some stories. 

For the sake of this goal he didn’t even completely understand, Seth left behind his family and never really made any companions, friends, or lovers.

Struggling for eons, he finally did it. He claimed one of the divine seats, but this was a bittersweet accomplishment. It left him with no further purpose and no one he could share the joy with.

While the other Gods were all basking in their power, he fixed his eyes on the only place none dared to step close to. The God’s Tower. The place where even gods could die and where his new journey would begin anew.

God of Lust and Destruction

Seth appeared behind Maya in her new room as she was cultivating on the bed, his arms wrapped around her waist while his chin rested on her shoulder. 


Maya opened her eyes, turning her head to the left and giving Seth a small kiss before shaking her head: “I’m fine.” 


Seth knew that despite her answer, she was still discontent but decided not to open the subject again. 


Nodding slightly, he started moving his hands down from her waist, rubbing the spot between her legs over the thin shorts she was wearing as he asked: “So, what do you want to do for the rest of the night?” 


“Mmm.” Maya moaned lightly, shaking her head: “I would like to, but I need to absorb the vial I took a while ago. Give me ten minutes?” 


Seth smiled and retreated his hand before waiting for her to finish her cultivation session. 


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