"W-wait a moment, what did you say? Graduating from your virginity? What are you saying?" Sol stuttered, not believing her ears.
"Hmm? You know, I always wanted to try it. After all, I was the hero, the savior of the world, I saved the human race, and I never got to taste the pleasures of a woman. So here's my reward. A goddess," I said with a smirk, scanning every detail of her glorious body.
"W-w-what are you saying?" she asked, not believing me. "This is the most stupid idea, and it is forbidden."
"And who's going to stop me? You?" I laughed, tapping on the black chains. "Sorry honey, you're my prey, and no one will come to help you."
"Y-You will never get away with this," Sol glared, her white eyes glowing. "The moment I break out of this, you will burn into ashes."
"Hoho..." I chuckled, not affected by her threat.
"Do you think that it is a joke?"
"Not really, but," I leaned forward, staring at her eye-to-eye. "I don't think you can, not in a million years."
"What do you mean?"
"Well," I began, circling her like a hunter stalking its prey. "These black chains were made specifically for you. Something the demon king was working on, and I finished with the help of his memories."
"His memories? Impossible," she shook her head. "There's no way for you to copy or steal the memories of a living being. That ability is extremely rare and belongs to gods like me."
"You're right," I replied, not bothered by her tone, standing behind her and placing my hands on her shoulder. "Yes, gods, and in a one-in-a-million chance, a demon."
"What?" Sol's mouth hung open, not believing what she was hearing. "Impossible! A demon can't hav—"
"Yes, they can!" Before she had the chance to finish, I leaned close and shouted near her ear. "Demons can be born with a unique magic that lets them absorb the souls and memories of their enemies."
"T-That's... impossible. The demons can't have such an ability."
"Why? Because it's an ability of the gods?" I mocked her. "You're quite a hypocrite, aren't you, Sol? You allowed all kinds of magic to run into this world."
"..."
"Your personal playground," I said, tightening my grip on her shoulder. "I know... the real purpose of this world... Alvar Sol."
"!!!" The look on her face was of pure horror. What I just said and the term I used—"Alvar"—a word only gods know, a name that is forbidden to use, an ancient term that no mortal should have known. If not for the demon king's many attempts to tap into the unknown realm in the void, I would not have known about it.
"How did you know about that?" she said, gritting her teeth.
"Hm? About what?" I tilted my head, faking confusion. "The term or the purpose of your little world?"
"ANSWER ME!"
"Haha! Well, that's a secret. I'll keep it to myself for a while," I said, teasing her and leaning closer, my lips touching her left cheek. "Now then, time to have fun."
"W-Wait, stop. No... don't."
"Hehe... no, no, no. It's not like you're a virgin. You should have experience, you have been alive since the beginning of time."
"I'M A VIRGIN!" she shouted, her cheeks bright red, not knowing that being as old as time itself and still a virgin was embarrassing.
"..."
'Oh fuck... she's a virgin, and she's so hot!' I screamed in my mind, trying hard not to show any emotions, but inside me, a little kid was screaming happily like he was about to open his present.
"Oh god," I said, falling down to my knees, not believing the news. "This is a miracle. A virgin goddess!"
"T-This is not the time to be happy, stop this foolishness," she demanded, her cheeks still red.
"Ohhhh... you're right," I nodded, standing up and facing her, my face like a kid who was about to get his candy.
"I'll enjoy this moment, so stay still."
"N-No. Don't," she pleaded, struggling, trying her best to escape, but the black chains were draining her power like crazy, rendering her helpless and vulnerable.
Slowly and carefully, I extended my hand like I was about to touch a fragile glass thing that could break with a simple touch. Yet deep down, I was scared of what I was about to do.
'Be a man, dammit.'
Touching her cheeks and forcing her to face me, I leaned forward—closer, closer, closer—until our lips finally touched.
My first kiss.
She remained stunned, her eyes wide in disbelief, not believing what she had just experienced. My first kiss. And being inexperienced with these things, I only kept our lips together, not knowing how to deepen it. But to my surprise, Sol moaned slightly, opening her mouth, and giving me a chance to proceed to the next step. Using my tongue, I entered her wet cavern, tasting her saliva. She took the lead, and I followed her rhythm.
FUCK!
I had never tasted something so delicious like this.
"Ahh...ughh..ahhh," she moaned and whimpered as she succumbed to the feeling, and to her disappointment, I realized what she was doing and quickly ended the kiss.
"Good," I grinned, watching as her half-lidded eyes returned to normal as she glared daggers at me.
"Bastard. I'll make you pay for what you just did," she threatened.
"And how are you going to do that?" I teased. "You're tied here forever until I get bored."
"Pfft... forever?" she chuckled, a cold smile returning to her face. "You dumb, low, stupid, pitiful mortals. This is not my real body, only an avatar, and after some time, it will disappear."
"Really?" I said. "Oh... then this means that our kiss wasn't real?"
"Of course! It never existed. Do you think I'm stupid to descend in my real form?" she said, trying hard to appear calm and superior. "So be a good boy and remove these chains, and I won't take my revenge on you."
"Yeah, you're right," I nodded, my face calm. "I don't know what's wrong with me. The demon king must have corrupted my mind somehow."
"I'm glad you realize your mistakes," she said, putting on her sweet character. "Now, release me."
"Right away," I nodded, waving my hand, yet the chains didn't disappear. Sol was patient and waited a whole minute for me to release her, yet nothing happened.
"What's taking so long?!" she snapped, getting irritated.
"Sigh... You really think I'm stupid, right?" I sighed, massaging the bridge of my nose.
"W-what?"
"Again, cut the crap. I know the secret of this place, your domain." Reaching with my right hand, I patted her head carefully, moving my fingers through her smooth white hair. "Or should I say, the birthplace of the demon king?"
"!!!" Her white eyes opened wide as plates. "H-How..."
"I got his memories, you forgot," I smiled, tapping my forehead. "You're really a cruel goddess, transforming the former hero into the new demon king."
"What are you talking ab—" Before she had time to answer, she was shocked by a sudden slap to the face.
"Enough lies!" I growled, angry at what she did, stepping closer and gripping her white dress tightly. "I know that all the demon kings were heroes in the past, and I know that you descended here to make me one."
"I would... never."
"SHUT UP!" I yelled, slapping her again. "I know everything, even why the war is taking place. No one knows that this is a game."
"!!"
"Yes, the real face of this world—a playground for you to gain strength," I hissed, angry at how she used the innocent lives of others. "Funny, isn't it? The people pray for salvation from the same person who doomed them in the first place."
This was the most shocking thing I found out after consuming the demon king. The entire reason for the war, the suffering, and the deaths were all a big fucking charade.
Followers are essential for an Alvar or a god to exist. Without them, they would lose all their strength and disappear, like a shadow being cast away by the sun. Followers and faith are what gods require to exist, and the best faith comes during a time of need.
A time of war!
So yeah, Sol likes to send, every thousand years or so, a new demon king that would force all the humans to unite and worship the goddess of the sun more devoutly, making her stronger.
"You're like a parasite that feeds on the emotions of others."
"You know nothing, mortal," she said, gritting her teeth.
"Maybe, but I know something extremely important," I said, leaning, my right hand sliding under her chin and forcing her to face me. "What I see before me is not an avatar, but your real body. Now tell me... do you like it rough or soft?"
"WHAT?"
"MAKE YOUR CHOICE, SOL!... BECAUSE FUCKING IS ABOUT TO START!"