Chapter 32 Diamond in the Rough.
(*Celia’s POV*)
Eventually, after walking for a few more days, we came across a small town. Well, it was more like a giant city. God and I both hope that this is the home of that Creator. Otherwise, we will have to look around heaven more.
Look, Heaven is fucking massive! It is probably easily over 100 times bigger than my dimension. And, it really doesn’t help that now it is a complete desert. It was like the sand version of a pure chrome room in a sci-fi world…
God: “It seems that the people here are somewhat free.” She said with a thinking pose.
Looking around, I would say that she is right. Unlike those in chains, these people didn’t have anything like that. The only thing that indicated that they were slaves, was the color on the neck. They looked the same as the one I broke off of Rachel. Other than the collar, they were all wearing very nice and new looking clothes.
Celia: “Did that Creator have some kind of fetish for sand and slaves?” I jokingly ask.
God: “She does…” She replied.
Celia: “Huh!? I was joking…” I say with a shocked tone.
God: “Garentia is her name. She is a Creator, and her domain is slaves. Can you see that the inside of the city is like a paradise, while the outside is a nightmare desert?” She asked.
Celia: “I do, yes.” I reply.
God: “That is one of her methods of control. Either resist and live in depressing sand, or willingly submit to her and live in relative luxury. It is actually wrong to say that she is evil.” She replied.
Celia: “Sounds evil enough to me, though?” I say with a raised eyebrow.
God: “Think about it. People in Heaven can’t die, so she can do whatever she wants to do. And she doesn’t have to worry about any of them dying.” She explained.
Celia: “Still sounds evil…” I reply.
God: “Think of it this way, Celia. You’re a Supreme Goddess of Lesbian Love. Due to that domain, you love every woman and will help them out. Garentia is similar to that. She can’t go against her domain.” She answered.
Celia: “I understand, but I feel like it is different.” I reply with a sigh.
God: “Would you call a Goddess of Sex a slut, Celia?” She asked.
Celia: “No?” I reply.
God: “Good. But think of it that way. She isn’t inherently evil. Garentia got tired of her slaves dying on her, or their minds breaking. So she took the chance I accidentally gave her and she got to fulfill a grand wish.” She explained.
Celia: “…”
Okay, fine… She isn’t evil. But we still have to stop her, regardless. Though, first we have to find the damn crystal. I just fucking hope that it is in this place. With a sigh, I put on one of those collars around my neck, so that I can blend in.
It was one I snagged off a powerful slave. God already destroyed the slave and strength restricting magic on it. So it is safe to use. In an isolated and empty alleyway, I landed and then turned off my invisibility. God will remain invisible, though.
God: “Celia, let us go find a bar, or something like that.” She proposed.
With no other suggestions cropping up in my mind, I went along with her idea. Soon, I realized something off… Fuck! I can’t hate that Garentia… All of the people here are women. And, all of them are supreme beauties.
Come to think of it, I seem to recall that Rachel was being pulled in this direction. So I can only assume that she would end up in this place if I didn’t save her. I wonder if she saw this place, would she have a grudge against me for saving her?…
After looking for a few minutes, I came across a bar. It should be mentioned, but the buildings here were all modern. Inside the building, I was greeted by an interesting scene. Actually, it was just a normal bar. As I was about to go over to the bartender, someone approached me.
Woman: “Hey, cutie… I don’t recall seeing you here before. Are you a new shipment?” She asked with a sultry whisper in my ear.
Celia: “…”
Fucking fuck! God! You stupid little childish fairy!! Yeah, you just look like it is over. That will somehow make this all okay… The woman that is currently hugging me from behind is most likely Garentia. And judging from God’s expression, I am certain that my guess is absolutely correct.
Celia: “That’s right, I just got here, Mistress.” I reply with a nervous tone.
Garentia: “Ara? Already calling me Mistress? How nice… Come to a private room with me. Give me some of your precious time, and I will make sure that your life here will be amazing, okay?” She proposed.
I nodded in reply with a red face. I kept up the slave act, but I was fucking freaking out! This woman was so goddamn hot, and she was a major fucking top. Not even Ria could suppress me this much… While glaring at God who looked blue in the face, as well as speechless, I took Garentia’s hand and she led me away.
Once we walked a little bit, we ended up in an elevator. Garentia pushed a button once we entered it, and it seemed that we’re going to the top floor. Fuck… this wasn’t going to be a private room, but her fucking house…
Garentia: “Do you have experience?” She asked with a curious expression.
Celia: “I… yes, I do.” I reply.
Her eyes darkened, so it seems that she is upset that I am not a virgin ripe for her picking. Actually, she is pretty fucking scary… This Garentia chick is on the same level, if not stronger than the Creator of my dimension…
Garentia: “And which man took your purity? If they haven’t died yet, then I will surely go and bring them here to Heaven for torture.” She asked with a serious and angry tone.
Celia: “I…I am a lesbian!” I quickly reply.
Garentia’s eyes softened at my confession. Oh, so it is fine if another woman took my purity, rather than a man? Damn… these higher beings sure are a handful… I heard a ding sound, and then were where now on the top floor.
She took my hand once more, but with a renewed smile on her face. Garentia gestured for me to sit down on a couch, while she went over to sit at her desk. What the heck? Why is a Creator acting like a CEO?…
Chapter 32 Diamond in the Rough.
(*Celia’s POV*)
Eventually, after walking for a few more days, we came across a small town. Well, it was more like a giant city. God and I both hope that this is the home of that Creator. Otherwise, we will have to look around heaven more.
Look, Heaven is fucking massive! It is probably easily over 100 times bigger than my dimension. And, it really doesn’t help that now it is a complete desert. It was like the sand version of a pure chrome room in a sci-fi world…
God: “It seems that the people here are somewhat free.” She said with a thinking pose.
Looking around, I would say that she is right. Unlike those in chains, these people didn’t have anything like that. The only thing that indicated that they were slaves, was the color on the neck. They looked the same as the one I broke off of Rachel. Other than the collar, they were all wearing very nice and new looking clothes.
Celia: “Did that Creator have some kind of fetish for sand and slaves?” I jokingly ask.
God: “She does…” She replied.
Celia: “Huh!? I was joking…” I say with a shocked tone.
God: “Garentia is her name. She is a Creator, and her domain is slaves. Can you see that the inside of the city is like a paradise, while the outside is a nightmare desert?” She asked.
Celia: “I do, yes.” I reply.
God: “That is one of her methods of control. Either resist and live in depressing sand, or willingly submit to her and live in relative luxury. It is actually wrong to say that she is evil.” She replied.
Celia: “Sounds evil enough to me, though?” I say with a raised eyebrow.
God: “Think about it. People in Heaven can’t die, so she can do whatever she wants to do. And she doesn’t have to worry about any of them dying.” She explained.
Celia: “Still sounds evil…” I reply.
God: “Think of it this way, Celia. You’re a Supreme Goddess of Lesbian Love. Due to that domain, you love every woman and will help them out. Garentia is similar to that. She can’t go against her domain.” She answered.
Celia: “I understand, but I feel like it is different.” I reply with a sigh.
God: “Would you call a Goddess of Sex a slut, Celia?” She asked.
Celia: “No?” I reply.
God: “Good. But think of it that way. She isn’t inherently evil. Garentia got tired of her slaves dying on her, or their minds breaking. So she took the chance I accidentally gave her and she got to fulfill a grand wish.” She explained.
Celia: “…”
Okay, fine… She isn’t evil. But we still have to stop her, regardless. Though, first we have to find the damn crystal. I just fucking hope that it is in this place. With a sigh, I put on one of those collars around my neck, so that I can blend in.
It was one I snagged off a powerful slave. God already destroyed the slave and strength restricting magic on it. So it is safe to use. In an isolated and empty alleyway, I landed and then turned off my invisibility. God will remain invisible, though.
God: “Celia, let us go find a bar, or something like that.” She proposed.
With no other suggestions cropping up in my mind, I went along with her idea. Soon, I realized something off… Fuck! I can’t hate that Garentia… All of the people here are women. And, all of them are supreme beauties.
Come to think of it, I seem to recall that Rachel was being pulled in this direction. So I can only assume that she would end up in this place if I didn’t save her. I wonder if she saw this place, would she have a grudge against me for saving her?…
After looking for a few minutes, I came across a bar. It should be mentioned, but the buildings here were all modern. Inside the building, I was greeted by an interesting scene. Actually, it was just a normal bar. As I was about to go over to the bartender, someone approached me.
Woman: “Hey, cutie… I don’t recall seeing you here before. Are you a new shipment?” She asked with a sultry whisper in my ear.
Celia: “…”
Fucking fuck! God! You stupid little childish fairy!! Yeah, you just look like it is over. That will somehow make this all okay… The woman that is currently hugging me from behind is most likely Garentia. And judging from God’s expression, I am certain that my guess is absolutely correct.
Celia: “That’s right, I just got here, Mistress.” I reply with a nervous tone.
Garentia: “Ara? Already calling me Mistress? How nice… Come to a private room with me. Give me some of your precious time, and I will make sure that your life here will be amazing, okay?” She proposed.
I nodded in reply with a red face. I kept up the slave act, but I was fucking freaking out! This woman was so goddamn hot, and she was a major fucking top. Not even Ria could suppress me this much… While glaring at God who looked blue in the face, as well as speechless, I took Garentia’s hand and she led me away.
Once we walked a little bit, we ended up in an elevator. Garentia pushed a button once we entered it, and it seemed that we’re going to the top floor. Fuck… this wasn’t going to be a private room, but her fucking house…
Garentia: “Do you have experience?” She asked with a curious expression.
Celia: “I… yes, I do.” I reply.
Her eyes darkened, so it seems that she is upset that I am not a virgin ripe for her picking. Actually, she is pretty fucking scary… This Garentia chick is on the same level, if not stronger than the Creator of my dimension…
Garentia: “And which man took your purity? If they haven’t died yet, then I will surely go and bring them here to Heaven for torture.” She asked with a serious and angry tone.
Celia: “I…I am a lesbian!” I quickly reply.
Garentia’s eyes softened at my confession. Oh, so it is fine if another woman took my purity, rather than a man? Damn… these higher beings sure are a handful… I heard a ding sound, and then were where now on the top floor.
She took my hand once more, but with a renewed smile on her face. Garentia gestured for me to sit down on a couch, while she went over to sit at her desk. What the heck? Why is a Creator acting like a CEO?…
