Chapter 38: Garentia's Thoughts.
(*Garentia’s POV*)
I remember hearing a quote about how too much of a good thing will be bad. I never took it to heart, though. Sex is part of my domain. I might have a domain of Slaves, but it wasn’t like I got off to making slaves.
Though, I did, somewhat. But my main pleasure was from having sex with my slaves. This didn’t mean that I bound them in some cell, or anything like that. To me, they were my slave if they were addicted to my love. With a little collar, it was enough.
My slaves would never leave me. Sex with me was just too good, and the golden chains that I put them in were enough to keep them with me. Of course, if they did truly want to leave, I let them. Honestly, I always hoped that each one of them would want to leave me.
Immortality isn’t a game. Despite them being my slaves, or rather, my love slaves, I loved them dearly. I have been a Creator for a decent while, and I have access to methods of making them immortal. But I didn’t do it.
It was too cruel. Force a woman to be with me for all of eternity? That isn’t something that I can agree with at all. Which might be another reason why I eventually lost my slave domain. Once I did, I erased the memories of my actions of taking slaves, and my identity, and made a city.
Some that were too powerful for me to affect kept their memories, and still request my guards to this very day. But in this isolated city, I am just a very wealthy and powerful CEO. Once I lost my domain, I couldn’t bring myself to get with a woman, or do anything sexual, really.
When I saw Celia at the front desk of my office building, I instantly felt a tinge in my heart. Like I was meant to be with her. Rather than being scared of me, Celia seemed very interested. With that interest, I forced her to come to my office.
I didn’t want to get attached to her, as I felt that I didn’t deserve love anymore. I just wanted her to be by my side for a day. I never expected that she would treat me so well. At that point, I couldn’t leave her…
Once I used sleeping magic on her, Celia slept for a long time. I was greatly worried, as I thought that I hurt her in some way. The doctors that went to see her assured me that she was just sleeping. Not in a coma, but sleeping. As she was a Goddess of some kind.
Celia easily revealed that she was a Supreme Goddess, which is only one evolution behind a Creator like them. Glancing at her soul, it was pretty young. How she managed to get to this point so fast and early, I wasn’t aware. My guess was that she used a System, or something like that.
Celia: “Garentia, is your work so secret?” She asked with a sigh.
Her words gave me great pain… I wanted to tell her the truth about my work, but I couldn’t. And I needed to focus on it even more than before. Going back in time and stopping myself from taking over Heaven is the only solution that I can think of.
I let Heaven get too far gone. With the angels captured, no one maintained Heaven. With most of it turning into a desert. I was nieve and thought that I could manage Heaven, but I was wrong. Now, I have to go back.
But I need to figure out a way to get Celia to come with me. It was already too late. I saw her as my wife, and she seemed to see me the same way as well. I couldn’t leave her here in the future. Celia is an open book, and if I asked, she would probably tell me everything.
I resisted the urge to do so. To convince Celia to leave with me, would require me to convince her to leave her other wives. My heart felt so warm when she agreed to marry me, even without the permission of her other wives. But would she be willing to leave them and go with me to the past?
That, I am not confident on. Which is why I let her go home, while I stayed at my office the entire night. With her domain, Celia is damn near forced to help and love women. If I pleaded, and I mean really pleaded, she would most likely agree. Though, that would be the same as taking advantage of a drunk person…
As I thought about these depressing topics, I heard a ring on my phone. Assuming it was work, I ignored it and continued working. The phone rang a few more times, and in annoyance, I picked it up. The number was Celia’s, and she had called me five times…
Garentia: “Celia? What’s wrong?” I ask with a nervous tone after picking up the call.
Celia: “Tia, are you still at the office?” She asked with a concerned tone.
Tia? So she already has a nickname for me… How cute. Maybe I should call her “Cel” from now on? Hm… I might need to workshop this a bit. Though, unlike my name, Celia’s name is short, and doesn’t really need a nickname for it.
Garentia: “I am, yes. Why?” I reply with a smile.
Celia: “Did you stay there the entire night?” She asked with a slightly sad tone.
Garentia: “…Yes. I had some work to get done, so I did overtime.” I lie with a nervous tone.
Celia: “…”
Ah, dammit… I am used to telling white lies to the women that I would pamper and have relationships with… But Celia is a Supreme Goddess, and she can easily tell when someone is lying. Did I mess up?…
Celia: “Will you be coming home today?” She asked.
Garentia: “I…I still have work to do, sorry.” I reply.
Celia: “Can you please just come home for me and take a break? I am worried about you…” She pleaded.
Shit… Celia isn’t calling me out on my lies. Which hurts even more. Wait… does she think that I am avoiding her? Stupid idiot, Garentia! With how many women you’ve been with, how could you neglect your wife? Dammit… I might be way older than her, but I seem to still be stupid sometimes…
Garentia: “I will come home, then. Please wait for me.” I reply with a warm tone.
Celia: “Yay! See ya soon!” She said with a happy time before hanging up the phone.
My cute wife has secrets, and so do I. But I hope that she won’t get upset that I installed cameras in her room. I won’t look at the footage for a while, as I want at least a few month’s worth of it before I check. Celia is the type of person to talk to herself, so I am sure that she has spoken about some of her secrets by accident. Why do I feel like a scumbag for doing this?…
Chapter 38: Garentia's Thoughts.
(*Garentia’s POV*)
I remember hearing a quote about how too much of a good thing will be bad. I never took it to heart, though. Sex is part of my domain. I might have a domain of Slaves, but it wasn’t like I got off to making slaves.
Though, I did, somewhat. But my main pleasure was from having sex with my slaves. This didn’t mean that I bound them in some cell, or anything like that. To me, they were my slave if they were addicted to my love. With a little collar, it was enough.
My slaves would never leave me. Sex with me was just too good, and the golden chains that I put them in were enough to keep them with me. Of course, if they did truly want to leave, I let them. Honestly, I always hoped that each one of them would want to leave me.
Immortality isn’t a game. Despite them being my slaves, or rather, my love slaves, I loved them dearly. I have been a Creator for a decent while, and I have access to methods of making them immortal. But I didn’t do it.
It was too cruel. Force a woman to be with me for all of eternity? That isn’t something that I can agree with at all. Which might be another reason why I eventually lost my slave domain. Once I did, I erased the memories of my actions of taking slaves, and my identity, and made a city.
Some that were too powerful for me to affect kept their memories, and still request my guards to this very day. But in this isolated city, I am just a very wealthy and powerful CEO. Once I lost my domain, I couldn’t bring myself to get with a woman, or do anything sexual, really.
When I saw Celia at the front desk of my office building, I instantly felt a tinge in my heart. Like I was meant to be with her. Rather than being scared of me, Celia seemed very interested. With that interest, I forced her to come to my office.
I didn’t want to get attached to her, as I felt that I didn’t deserve love anymore. I just wanted her to be by my side for a day. I never expected that she would treat me so well. At that point, I couldn’t leave her…
Once I used sleeping magic on her, Celia slept for a long time. I was greatly worried, as I thought that I hurt her in some way. The doctors that went to see her assured me that she was just sleeping. Not in a coma, but sleeping. As she was a Goddess of some kind.
Celia easily revealed that she was a Supreme Goddess, which is only one evolution behind a Creator like them. Glancing at her soul, it was pretty young. How she managed to get to this point so fast and early, I wasn’t aware. My guess was that she used a System, or something like that.
Celia: “Garentia, is your work so secret?” She asked with a sigh.
Her words gave me great pain… I wanted to tell her the truth about my work, but I couldn’t. And I needed to focus on it even more than before. Going back in time and stopping myself from taking over Heaven is the only solution that I can think of.
I let Heaven get too far gone. With the angels captured, no one maintained Heaven. With most of it turning into a desert. I was nieve and thought that I could manage Heaven, but I was wrong. Now, I have to go back.
But I need to figure out a way to get Celia to come with me. It was already too late. I saw her as my wife, and she seemed to see me the same way as well. I couldn’t leave her here in the future. Celia is an open book, and if I asked, she would probably tell me everything.
I resisted the urge to do so. To convince Celia to leave with me, would require me to convince her to leave her other wives. My heart felt so warm when she agreed to marry me, even without the permission of her other wives. But would she be willing to leave them and go with me to the past?
That, I am not confident on. Which is why I let her go home, while I stayed at my office the entire night. With her domain, Celia is damn near forced to help and love women. If I pleaded, and I mean really pleaded, she would most likely agree. Though, that would be the same as taking advantage of a drunk person…
As I thought about these depressing topics, I heard a ring on my phone. Assuming it was work, I ignored it and continued working. The phone rang a few more times, and in annoyance, I picked it up. The number was Celia’s, and she had called me five times…
Garentia: “Celia? What’s wrong?” I ask with a nervous tone after picking up the call.
Celia: “Tia, are you still at the office?” She asked with a concerned tone.
Tia? So she already has a nickname for me… How cute. Maybe I should call her “Cel” from now on? Hm… I might need to workshop this a bit. Though, unlike my name, Celia’s name is short, and doesn’t really need a nickname for it.
Garentia: “I am, yes. Why?” I reply with a smile.
Celia: “Did you stay there the entire night?” She asked with a slightly sad tone.
Garentia: “…Yes. I had some work to get done, so I did overtime.” I lie with a nervous tone.
Celia: “…”
Ah, dammit… I am used to telling white lies to the women that I would pamper and have relationships with… But Celia is a Supreme Goddess, and she can easily tell when someone is lying. Did I mess up?…
Celia: “Will you be coming home today?” She asked.
Garentia: “I…I still have work to do, sorry.” I reply.
Celia: “Can you please just come home for me and take a break? I am worried about you…” She pleaded.
Shit… Celia isn’t calling me out on my lies. Which hurts even more. Wait… does she think that I am avoiding her? Stupid idiot, Garentia! With how many women you’ve been with, how could you neglect your wife? Dammit… I might be way older than her, but I seem to still be stupid sometimes…
Garentia: “I will come home, then. Please wait for me.” I reply with a warm tone.
Celia: “Yay! See ya soon!” She said with a happy time before hanging up the phone.
My cute wife has secrets, and so do I. But I hope that she won’t get upset that I installed cameras in her room. I won’t look at the footage for a while, as I want at least a few month’s worth of it before I check. Celia is the type of person to talk to herself, so I am sure that she has spoken about some of her secrets by accident. Why do I feel like a scumbag for doing this?…
