(Titus's Point of View)
I found myself in quite the predicament. I was standing before a goddess, and let's just say she was far from pleased. The reason? I had accidentally sprayed her with my holy water, which was still dripping down her face. Understandably, she didn't appreciate this 'gift'.
"You are so dead!" Aphrodite, seething with anger, emitted a deadly aura. Remember, she was revered as a deity of death too. Her aura was supposed to intimidate me, but it felt more like a minor annoyance. Why? Well, because I'm somewhat of a deity myself.
"Hippomenes, I gave you the golden apples and this is how you repay me?" Aphrodite's face twisted in fury as she began to conjure some sort of curse.
But before she could unleash her wrath upon me, I yelled, "Wait!" She paused at my call, giving me a chance to approach her. I quickly started wiping her face with a handkerchief, trying to clean up the mess I had made. It would be quite the scene if she knew what I was really doing.
"Lady Aphrodite, I sincerely apologize. I was trying to pay my tribute by showing my junk but a cool breeze caused my bladder to swell and then… I am here." I explained with the utmost respect. I didn't forget to use my (Charmer A) skill to its full potential, aiming to make her desire me. Yes, that was my primary goal: to seduce her.
You might be wondering why I was stirring up trouble with her. Well, I had three goals in mind. The first was to seduce her and lower her guard.
"Your junk?" Aphrodite's gaze drifted down to my Gigachad, standing proudly.
*Gulped*
She gulped, a look of surprise on her face. "His thing is even larger than Ares's..."
She quickly wiped away the drool forming at the corner of her mouth.
"Wait, what kind of tribute is this? Who taught you about this disgraceful ritual?" she demanded, her eyes flickering between my face and my Gigachad.
Her question elicited a smile from me, though I refrained from laughing. I continued my act, deciding to embellish it further.
"Lady Aphrodite, do you recall my prayer? I asked for your help in winning over that virgin huntress," I said, wiping away a fake tear. "It was one of Artemis's followers."
At the mention of Artemis, Aphrodite's eyes narrowed and her face contorted with anger. "That despicable wench! I can't stand it when women, blessed with such beauty, deny themselves the joy of physical pleasure."
While I didn't appreciate her speaking ill of my wife, I partially agreed with Aphrodite's point. Virginity might symbolize purity to some, but I didn't see it that way. Sex wasn't just about pleasure; it was about bringing new life into the world. If preserving virginity were truly virtuous, then all women should adhere to that standard. But if they did, humanity would eventually cease to exist.
That said, I also disagreed with Aphrodite's philosophy of unrestrained sexual freedom. Her endorsement of prostitution did more harm to society than Artemis's ideals. Moreover, Aphrodite's history spoke volumes about her character. She was known for her infidelities, seductions, and the destruction she brought upon people's lives. The story of Medea was a prime example. Even Atalanta, according to legend, was a victim of her curse. Aphrodite was also responsible for the impending Trojan War.
My second objective was to confirm if Aphrodite harbored any resentment towards Atalanta. Following the Calydonian Boar Hunt, Atalanta had garnered significant attention from the gods. As a renowned, chaste huntress, she might not be receiving Aphrodite's full approval.
I needed to find out if Aphrodite planned to interfere with Atalanta's future.
"And so, due to her vow of chastity, I remained a virgin and arrived here as a lost soul," I added, feigning more tears.
Upon hearing the word 'virgin' from my lips, Aphrodite's expression changed as if she had stumbled upon a new treasure.
After a moment of silence, she flipped her hair and smiled, saying, "Your tale holds a ring of truth, yet it does not entitle you to my forgiveness. Nonetheless, being the benevolent goddess that I am, I am inclined to offer you assistance—a gesture that brings both of us great pleasure."
As she spoke, her eyes emitted crimson rays, and I felt a surge of energy entering my body.
[You are being charmed.]
[Debuff nullified.]
"What the..." Aphrodite raised a brow when her charming magic failed to work. However, true to her nature as the goddess of love and sex, she didn't back down. She removed her robes, standing before me in the nude. It was the second time I had seen a literal goddess undressed, the first being Scathach, of course. Her skin was smooth, her breasts looked warm and tender, and surprisingly, her womanhood appeared virginal. Despite the possibility of her having a substantial libido like Medb, her peach cave seemed unusually small.
What captured my attention was the overwhelming amount of charming aura her naked body exuded. It would be impossible for a normal human to resist, but I was in a league of my own. Apart from being resistant, Aphrodite wasn't my type. While I didn't have specific body preferences (except for thighs), I disliked someone of her promiscuous nature. Still, I needed to play along.
Pretending to be charmed, I approached her, arms reaching out. My right hand rested on her breast, while the other slipped to her buttocks.
"Ah~!" Aphrodite was confused but moaned loudly as I began fondling her breast and ass. Despite being the goddess of love, she was no match for my modern-day techniques. I also made use of my Charm skill and seduction magecraft specifically designed for this purpose.
I rubbed my Stand against her womanhood, causing Aphrodite to release her juices. Instead of charming me, she was the one getting charmed.
"Do you want me to make love to you?" I whispered.
"Y-yes~!"
"Do you truly desire to ravage your milkers and wreak havoc on your divine orifice?"
"That is rude... but, yeah, rip apart my body~!"
I smirked, moving closer to her lips. Just a few centimeters apart, I opened my eyes and grinned, saying, "But it is impossible."
"...what?"
"Poor me, in what predicament do I find myself~! I yearn to be intimate with a goddess, yet I cannot, entangled in the knot of marriage around my neck. How tragic, hmm~!" I lamented like a poet, the sunlight casting the shadows of my loneliness in the temple.
Aphrodite was left speechless, and soon her expression twisted in realization that I was merely toying with her.
"You despicable human! How dare you play with my feelings?!" Aphrodite's aura flared like an inferno. She then chuckled and smirked, "Do you really think you can escape my power? I curse you to be bound to me for eternity."
At that moment, she unleashed a concentrated, ravaging curse ball in my direction. I could have dodged it, but I chose not to. The curse engulfed me in a miasma.
"Grr!" My body writhed in pain, yet I felt an overwhelming urge to approach Aphrodite and engage in intimate acts. My body began to transform, burning with a sensation that was more pleasure than pain. I felt an insatiable desire for any woman in sight. But then, images of my wives appeared before me, not their bodies, but their kindness that shaped me into the man I am today.
So, I resisted. I didn't move a step towards the goddess of love, and my efforts soon paid off.
[You have successfully resisted the charm debuff.]
[Skill (Amaterasu: 5 tails EX+) aided in resisting the debuff.]
[...]
[Error.]
[Your overwhelming desire to carve for more women and have sex with them, transformed the curse into a potential for change.]
[Skill (Amaterasu: 5 tails EX+) has converted the curse into a blessing.]
[Congratulations! You have gained a new active skill.]
[My Love Eternal A++
Effect 1: Your ability to pleasure a woman, especially those you love, increases significantly.
Effect 2: Your stamina is greatly enhanced, allowing for multiple... encounters.
Cost: None.]
YES! I had finally solved my problem.
You might be wondering why I had this intense sexual urge. It originated from the time Aphrodite cursed me, overwhelming me with her aphrodisiac charm. That was why I couldn't control my desires after being intimate with my partners. It was due to this curse.
My ultimate goal in coming here was to have this curse turned into a skill. There was a bug in my system that recognized a skill I hadn't yet received. To resolve this issue, I had come to the temple to provoke her.
Now, you might be wondering why I needed to force her hand. She would have shown herself eventually, right? Wrong. If I hadn't confronted her now, she would have thwarted my plans in the future.
But the game wasn't over yet.
"Why are you celebrating?" Aphrodite's eyes widened in confusion. "And why isn't my power working?"
"O lady, your authority should be the least of your concerns now," I said with a grin, straightening my clothes and activating some skills.
My magical powers surged, causing the entire temple to shake. Aphrodite, taken aback by the sudden shift in the atmosphere, felt fear for the first time in a long while.
"W-who are you? What do you want?" she asked, her fear evident. She attempted to call for other deities, but to no avail. Why? Because Artoria had already cast a barrier, trapping us in this place.
"You are Ares's child, aren't you? I can sense it!" Aphrodite tried to maintain a brave front despite sweating profusely. "I can get you recognition from Ares. I'm close with him."
I was baffled by her assumption of my relation to Ares.
"The hell with this. I'm leaving!" Aphrodite grunted, beginning to invoke her teleportation spell.
But before she could escape, her surroundings transformed. The closed temple vanished, replaced by a coliseum, with us standing in the center.
"W-what kind of magic is this?" Aphrodite mumbled, but I remained silent. She realized that whatever my intentions, she wouldn't be leaving unscathed. She launched an attack, gathering magical energy in her hand and leaping towards me, but...
"Huh?" Her fist hit my chest, and the magical energy dissipated.
"Let me clarify something. In this reality, you are merely mortal. Your divinity, your authority—none of it works here. All you have are your fists and your willpower to survive," I explained, grinning. "Now, tell me, do you bleed?"
"What?" she responded, puzzled.
BAM!
A direct roundhouse kick sent Aphrodite flying like a bullet before she rolled to a stop in the dirt.
Coughing, the goddess of love spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing her own blood, she looked at me with palpable fear.
With the blade of my spear pressed against her neck, I demanded, "If you want to live, answer me this: Where is the Whore of Babylonia?"
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