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The rule has always been so simple, good deities will be reincarnated and will be awakened to fulfill their duties. The wicked ones will be locked in the underworld for eternity. But because the Town of Heathens has lost its culture and worshippers, the protection has been weakened and the Trickster God managed to escape, the evilest of them all.

How is that a problem, you asked? Well he just possessed a dead man's body and shamelessly walked the town naked on his first day. To make things worse, he now just ruined a sacred wedding between two deities, by sneakily doing the vows and becoming a second husband!

"The disgrace of heaven has arrived, the Trickster God! Why on earth would you ruin a sacred wedding of two perfectly dark souls?" The Primordial God of Darkness darted him a death glare.

But the clowntown royalty seemed to take it as a compliment and tucked his hair behind his ears. "Because I wanted your wife too, my Dark Lord." The Trickster God responded playfully.

"And I know I can't stop the wedding because this is an odyssey, so I just joined the party instead. But don't worry I am a shape shifter, so I can transform and be your other wife too. Hehe." He added and poof. He transformed into a woman, making the Dark Lord's eyebrows meet each other further.

The other deities gasp and watch the entire scenery in despair. But the Trickster God stood his ground and went back to his normal features, casually meeting the eyes of his beloved stolen wife.

The Goddess of Night.

"My lady! My baby! My wife! I am happy to see you again!" He was about to close his distance with the love of his life, but the Dark Lord immediately stopped him by the necktie.

He choked the clown with his own fashion sense. "Not too close, circus freak, I didn't consent to a marriage with you in it." The grim in the Dark Lord's voice was evident, that even the whole shrine seemed to get a little darker.

"Then do yourself a favor and get out of it! I still have to do the "You may now kiss the bride" portion so excuse me—"

This time, the God of Darkness pinned the Trickster on the ground, too hard he started coughing blood. "I am not playing games with you, redo your vows and stop ruining what has been written on the stars." But the joker just laughed hysterically, despite his pathetic state.

"Too bad the heavens don't accept divorce. So no, I can't redo the vow cause it has been done. You're stuck with me in this lifetime too, Darky! HAHAHA! Till death do us part!"

Before another blow reached the Trickster God's face, the Goddess whom they were fighting for, finally took a step and held the Dark Lord's hands.

"Enough with these shenanigans. Please let us all calm down." With that, the Trickster God managed to pull himself up and greeted them face to face again.

"What are you doing here, Killian? It's been a long time." Nana, the Goddess of Night spoke. Referring to the Trickster God.

"I am here to fulfill my promise of being with you! We're going to be happy—"

"A blasphemy! Killian Rosepher! You were indeed locked up for a reason!" Lumiere, the God of Light, joined the chaos by stepping up to the altar. Making the Trickster God meet him with squinted eyes.

"What blasphemy? Idiot, I'm marrying the love of my life! I'm aware of the odyssey so I didn't break them apart, I just joined them!" Killian insisted, but the heavens are too shallow to even listen.

"What's so fucking wrong with a goddess like her to have two husbands? When an incompetent God like you even have two wives? Where's your gender equality?" Killian hissed and pulled Nana into a hug.

"Do you hear that my love? Men and even Gods like him can have as many wives as he can and they call that what? A blessing. But now they're calling our marriage a blasphemy just because the tables have turned? I do not condone do that slander! The mortals called that as misogyny!"

Killian patted Nana in the head and fixed her hair. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but you can have as many husbands as you want, as long as they are worth it and I'm one of them. It's not your fault that you deserve every good thing life has to offer, you are innocent."

Killian was so preoccupied by the fact that his wife is now standing in front of him, that he didn't notice how the other Gods had successfully cornered him in the little altar.

"Any last words, Trickster God? You are going to be locked up on the underworld once again." The Goddess of Wind stated.

However, Killian just chuckled and pulled out a rolled paper from his suit. "It's not a word, it's an entire essay. And please, this ain't gonna be my last."

"So first and foremost, I am not here to marry Nana, the Goddess of Night. I am here for Heather. The vessel and the body in which the Goddess has awakened. I don't give a damn about deities and your freaking love stories, you can have her all to yourself in your next life, Dark Lord."

"On the other hand, Heather is my woman, her body and her soul. And I am going to be with her in this lifetime, in this moment and in this timeframe. This era is all that we've got and I am not going down without a fight." The Trickster God painted a sly smile on his face.

"And you should've known the difference between the strength of a reincarnated deity, and a God who didn't die."