Since everything had happened, there was no point in drowning in endless regret. Looking at the vials in my hand, I felt a mixture of happiness and anxiety. After all, a visit of the Presence, the strongest being in all of DC Multiverse was not a daily occurrence.
Nevertheless, I had met him. Twice in fact.
Unlike the despair I felt the first time around, this time, he left me with a sense of urgency like none other. More than the coming of Darkseid. No. This was truly the fear of the unknown.
I was clueless as to how this reality would unfold.
And the worst aspect of it all, at that moment I was not particularly strong. At most, I was only a god. Thankfully, my divinity was not relying on fate. Rather like the endless possibility my power once represented, the size of my dimension, and subsequently my divinity grew endlessly. Like a Kryptonian under the yellow sun, my dimension and divinity grew alongside my intelligence, my understanding of the world, and my control over molecule manipulation.
Thus, if the Presence was telling the truth, which I had no reason to doubt, I was afraid of the future conflicts that awaited us.
"Just what kind of threat was waiting for me, when he is not even limiting my growth?" I said to myself, "You opened this can of worm, Xandros… Now you have to lay in it."
No more delay. I injected the vial into myself and felt my creation, a new divinity transforming myself.
There was no agony, no pain to speak up. Instead, it was like a part of me had returned. The power changed and altered every cell in my body, granting me the power I had only dreamt of. The power to level a mountain with a single strike. The power to bend the world to my will.
Then, everything increased a thousandfold when the bridge connecting me to my slumbering dimension was established. The dimension gave me an understanding of the domain of life unlike any other. I understood more. I knew more. Since I had genuinely experienced death and birth, it gave me insight into life that any being would only hope for.
With a single thought, I created it. A living, breathing, and conscious being with their thoughts and desires.
Standing on my table was a rabbit freed from my command. It hopped around aimlessly looking for a hole to call home, looking for leafy green to eat. Its innocent eyes staring me, but there was no recognition, nor obedience, only a sense of familiarity deep within its core. And when I conjured up a hill of leaf, the rabbit munched happily. From its eyes, I knew it had accepted itself as a part of my family.
"Xandros, what is going on?" Diana burst down the entrance, kicking up a cloud of dust and debris as she had most likely destroyed the wall. "You… You are glowing…"
"What?"
That was when I realized. I was glowing with divinity. My divinity. With happiness and excitement, I swept Diana off of her feet.
"Do you like what you saw?"
And for the first time in a long time, I saw Diana blush, not from her childlike innocence. Rather, it was desire.
"Yes," Diana answered. Her hands ran across my new body, the developed muscle turning a mortal into a god. The way her eyes gleamed when she ran her hand through those abs, excited me more than I could ever imagine. And when I heard the 'tick-tick' from her lips, I almost lost my mind.
But the second vial in my hand reminded me I still had some explaining to do.
"You succeeded," Diana said, masking her desire, and decided to grace my cheek with her caring presence.
"It's more than that." I made my way toward our little nest. A corner of the laboratory, where we got lost in each other embrace. Settling onto the best couch in all of creation, Diana nestled in the crook of my neck.
"Does Zeus have control over your divinity?"
"No, I am not a part of the Greek Patheon. I created something unique, my personal divinity." I said happily. Because it was the only part of the experiment I was proud of. Not the power, nor attention, and especially the responsibility the Presence had given me. It was the fact that using only a mortal mind, I was able to create a god.
"I did not think that you would succeed so early," Diana sighed, staring complicatedly into the vial of divinity in my hands.
"Are you still afraid of Ares?"
"If he finds out, he will have his revenge, Xandros."
"I became a god, remember. I don't have to be afraid of him anymore. And soon, you could be too." Diana continued to stare at the vial, and I could tell. She had picked up one of my habits. Worrying endlessly. Of course, she did not digest my words.
"Are you not going to give me an answer?"
"Had you made a question?"
Seeing the way her eyes shone with worry, I could not stop myself from peppering her with kisses. Her soft cheeks. Her pouting lips. Not even her bright and dazzling eyes could escape my peppering. Only when I heard her angelic peel of laughter did I stop.
"What did you ask of me?"
Hearing her question, I swallowed my anxiety and continued, "Since I am going to be a god-king of my own Pantheon, I wonder… Well, I wonder if you wanted to be my god-queen."
"Even if it means you have to face the wrath of the Olympian?"
"In a heartbeat."
With that, we shared a deep and passionate kiss. Our tongues danced for dominance. Our lips seemingly melted together, as the spark of lust filled the room.
We only stopped for Diana to get her breath.
That was the first time Since I knew Diana that I won in our daily battle.
"How are we going to do this?" Diana asked.
"This could hurt, okay?"
When I injected the vial into her arm, I finally saw what had happened. The Divinity coursed through her body. It invaded into the deepest corner to alter every part of her from her molecule to her cell, and even her connection to the Greek Pantheon. I felt it was stripped away.
For a brief moment, it rendered her a mortal being.
Then, I felt it, a connection between her and my dimension. In that split second, a new knowledge came to my mind. I could limit her connection to my dimension. And the idea of doing so never crossed my mind. Instead, I left the connection open allowing my divinity to flood her body, giving her powers beyond her old self.
And as I grew, so would she. She was my queen after all.
As for Diana, I could only imagine the pain she must have been going through. The way her body was torn and rebuilt broke my heart. Yet, she did not let out even a whimper of pain.
Once her body too, started glowing, a last piece of information appeared in my mind.
"I will hereby grant you the title, God Queen, Goddess of Justice and Truth. And through Sir's appointment, I granted myself the title, God King, God of Creation and Life." My words were the last piece of the puzzle, allowing both me and Diana to become a true god.
Our bodies stopped glowing, as they had accepted the divinity granted to them.
Thus, from now on, she was my God-Queen. And I was her God-King.
With Diana falling asleep after her transformation, I brought her to my dimension, because my godly power had warned me of what was to come.
The moment I stepped out of my laboratory, and sealed it from outside interference, the sky around London thundered. The once bright sky turned gloomy in a matter of seconds. And with a flash of Thunder, a furious god appeared in front of me.
I had already known who he was, after all, I had practically kidnapped his daughter into my own Pantheon.
"Zeus."
"Newborn, returned my daughter to her righ-"
"No," I stated flatly. "You might be King of the Greek Gods. But you are a nobody in my eyes. So, go back to Olympus, and stay there like the coward you are."
"You dare mock me?" He roared, with his voice was the endless thunders echoing his fury.
"Are you not? Hideaway while your son reaped reward from the chaos and war. And you called yourself the King of Greek Gods. You can't even control your son. Instead, you task your other daughter, a demigod to defeat him. Pathetic."
"That is a matter of Gods," Zeus answered, his anger threatened to boil over.
"So is this," I said.
"I will give you one last warning, return my daughter to where she belongs."
"And the answer is no."
With his bubbling anger, a thunder of unmeasurable might crashed down, destroying the ground I stood on. However, that was the key I needed. The moment that bolt of lightning appeared, I felt a restriction lifted. And Zeus, the King of Greek Gods, would be my first victim.
A single thought was all I needed to vaporize the bolt of thunder.
"And this is my warning toward you, and the rest of the Olympians, Diana, and soon, the whole of Paradise Island will become a part of my Pantheon. Therefore, if you, or any other Olympians, Ares as a prime example, threatened them in any way." In the blink of an eye, an arrow filled with divinity, a weapon that not even Hephaestus could create so casually, hovered dangerously before Zeus.
But how could Zeus accept such humiliation? I saw it in his eyes, the fury had been twisted, marred by my lack of respect toward him.
"You dare threaten Zeus, King of Greek Gods, Father of Humanity, God of the Skies, Justice, and Kingship?"
"Don't pretend like you are better than me. At most, you are older. But with your age, you had lost touch. You allowed your son to do what he wanted because you were afraid of him. He hurt you, badly. And now you are terrified. You might be Zeus. But you are no longer the King of Greek Gods. And let's not ignore everything you have let happen to the Amazons. You are a pathetic god."
His anger blinded him, as he charged toward me, forgetting he was the King of Greek Gods.
"Here I thought he was different," I thought to myself.
Maybe it was the countless myths revolving around him in my past life that made me think that Zeus was more than what he was. He might be a god, but a selfish and greedy one. And once his dignity was trampled upon, he was the same as a regular man.
I once again created a Desert Eagle. This time I pointed at Zeus and pulled the trigger.
*Bang*
The King of Gods collapsed onto the ground, his brain burst open, and his eyes lost all of his glory. The once dignified Zeus, the being that all Olympians feared. Even Ares, tried as he might, had not succeeded yet.
The next part was easy, taking his source of divinity for my own, effectively erasing Zeus from this reality.
"I know you are watching," I said into the empty air, but my godly power was telling me that the Olympians were watching. "Thus, I will give you one reminder, stay away from me, Diana, and the Amazons. As for your throne, and the next King of the Greek Gods, I don't care."
One last thought to erase Zeus' lifeless body, and drive away the peepers, I walked back into my home.
"Xandros?" A soft voice called out in confusion. Who else but Diana, who was most likely wandering our home dimension? And when I appeared, I was hit with a question, "What happened? Why do I feel a familiar connection?"
Do I tell her that I killed her father while she was unconscious?