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The Celestial Demigod
Chapter 08: Hope for all.
– Clarisse La Rue –
Adon… wasn't bad. For a soft pretty boy.
Looking at her new axe, she smirked triumphantly. That tower had beaten her ass so many times, but she was a child of Ares and she didn't back down from a fight. She went back in, over and over, getting more coin- sorry, koins and buffing herself. Stronger, faster, tougher, until she beat the tower entirely and claimed her prize.
"Nice battle trophy," Adon said, lounging around as always as she snorted.
"The axe or my scar?" Clarisse asked, brushing her hand against the scar she'd gained on her arm.
"Oh. Both. You look badass with scars. Some people can just pull them off, can you imagine me with one?" Adon asked, gesturing at himself. Yeah, it'd look out of place on his face. Like damaging a piece of art- not that she was calling him a masterpiece or anything! "I'm too pretty for fighting."
"Yeah, you'd get your ass beat if you ever had to fight fairly," Clarisse agreed with a snort. "So, what are you gonna do when someone comes and decides they want what's yours and doesn't fall for your charms or tricks?"
"Probably get my ass beat," Adon admitted shamelessly. "Or run away."
"Ugh, you really have no shame, huh?" Clarisse asked, rolling her eyes at his gormless expression. She knew he was damn smart but by Olympus did he seem to want to waste it.
"Nope," Adon admitted again, still shamelessly. At least he was consistent. Clarisse looked at her weapon for a moment, pausing as she narrowed her eyes at him. He tilted his head back. "See something you like, Xena?"
"Hilarious," Clarisse scoffed, not entirely offended. Xena was badass. "Here's the deal. I'll have my cabin play security for this business of yours, and you give us a better cut of the koins and free entry to the towers. Deal?"
"You want in on the business?" Adon asked.
"I want to get strong enough to beat that smug bitch valkyrie until she cries for daddy. I want my cabin to toughen up because most of my siblings are pussies. Gotta look out for them, right?" Clarisse asked gruffly. "And you need someone to look after your pretty little ass before your mouth writes a check your flimsy body can't cash."
"Man, this business thing is easy. All my employees just walk up to me and ask to join," Adon said proudly, as she rolled her eyes. Figures. Fucking Aphrodite kids. Some people had to actually work for their wins, not have them handed on a silver platter. "In that case, I am in your tender care. Be gentle."
"You just don't stop, do you?" Clarisse asked with a snort. She knew she was far from the best-looking girl in camp, but she had the feeling Adon would flirt with a statue in an attempt to get it to blush.
"Hey, you have to shoot your shot. I love a girl who could kick my ass," Adon admitted shamelessly.
"That's every girl," Clarisse snarked back, getting a grin from him.
"I have a lot of love to go around," Adon agreed, giving her a onceover. "So, wanna hit the teahouse and celebrate our new relationship?"
"I'm going to strangle you," Clarisse warned.
"...on a first date?" Adon asked, giving her an approving nod. "Okay, but my safeword is thunderbolt."
"You're lucky I know you aren't serious," Clarisse warned with a roll of her eyes. "You wouldn't be the first Aphrodite barbie to get a broken nose for messing with an Ares kid's feelings."
"...not serious?" Adon asked, tilting his head again before he grinned. For someone so soft, he could be so damn fast and before she could react he stole a kiss as her eyes shot open wide. "I'm always serious (when it comes to hot girls specifically, literally nothing else)."
Clarisse gaped at him for a moment, seeing the smug smile on his face before she lunged.
– Annabeth Chase –
Babysitting Adon was a fulltime job.
A job she had been admittedly slacking on since he acquired the biggest source of knowledge on Egyptian magic in the world! And all those books on otherworldly magic and a million other subjects! Didn't she deserve a break sometimes? Plus, her mother was also in the First Nome because for some reason it came full of Egyptian magicians who didn't seem to mind the change of location.
She wasn't just reading for fun, but to find a solution for something that gnawed at the back of her mind. With all this magic, surely there was something that could free Thalia…
But coming out of the library to hear that both Clarisse and Gunilla had gone charging after Adon while she had been busy did cause her a moment of worry. Gunilla was technically doing the same as her, but the valkyrie had one massive chip on her shoulder and Adon found it far too funny to push their buttons. If there were two people likely to beat him up, it was those two.
He'd probably deserve it if she was being honest, but she was tasked with keeping him out of trouble. Maybe she needed one of those leashes they had for over-energetic kids.
Hurrying along, she hoped he hadn't got into too much trouble but as she entered his home, she heard the sound of banging and sighed to herself. Too much to ask, huh? She wasn't sure if she was hoping that Clarisse or Gunilla was currently trying to strangle him. Clarisse was a pain but Gunilla was both stronger and not likely to care what her mother wanted. Clarisse might at least listen.
Heading into the room, she froze as she opened the door, before she had to duck under a thrown pillow. It wouldn't have hurt but it was instinct- the vase that hit her next did hurt as Clarisse jumped out of Adon's lap, throwing an arm over her bare breasts with a scowl. Adon just leaned back, looking as laidback as always despite the bitemarks and… were his hands tied up with his torn top? He just gave her a wink, wiggling his eyebrows at her.
"Fuck off, brainiac," Clarisse shouted, grabbing the next thing she could throw as Annabeth squeaked and made a break for it. Mostly because Clarisse had grabbed a giant axe this time and seemed just as willing to throw it at her as she had been with everything else.
She- how?! Clarisse had wanted to kill him a day ago! What had she missed? Had he used charmspeak on Clarisse?! Her mother's tired voice informed her that, no, he hadn't.
Could this get any worse?
"You! Where is Adon?!" Gunilla demanded, storming up to her with a look of pure rage on her face.
Oh, for-
– Adon –
Clarisse glares at the closed doorway for a moment, breathing heavy and wielding an axe in that sexy barbarian way. Poor Annabeth. She deserved the pillow for not knocking, but the vase was a little far. I get the feeling Clarisse doesn't deal with embarrassment that well. On the bright side, she's also hot when all flustered.
Taking a deep breath, she (thankfully) puts down the axe and turns back to me with that hungry look.
"So, where were we?" I ask easily, unbothered by my predicament.
"Shush. I will gag you if you don't shut it. And we were right… here," Clarisse says, stalking back to me and kissing me roughly.
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100cp granted. 1300cp total.
Feat Achieved: Start dating Clarisse La Rue, 100cp granted. 1400cp total.
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"You enjoy my mouth too much to gag me," I say proudly as she breaks the kiss, getting a flush from her as she goes to respond.
Unfortunately, either Annabeth has chosen death by giant axe or something fucky is going on because the door bursts open a second time.
"Oh, hi Gunilla!" I say cheerfully, as if she isn't currently literally seething with rage. Hm. Was it something I said? Can't be anything I did, because that was all dad, not me and she already knew he was a tricksy trickster. Surely she wouldn't blame me for anything he did, right? She's nice and reasonable like that.
"Die!"
Or not.
"Fuck off, val-cunt," Clarisse says, coming to my defence as I watch the two muscular girls clash, hammer meeting axe as Clarisse's axe burns and Gunilla's hammer sparks. Could she always do that fire shit? Guess she bought some cool upgrades.
Clarisse is such a sweetheart like that, defending her man from the mean bully. I should probably untie myself, huh?
Does my house repair itself, because I liked that couch. That wall too, now that I think about it.
"Get out of my way, spawn of Ares. The snake has earned this beating," Gunilla demands, swinging her hammer to knock Clarisse aside to get to me. Clarisse blocks with her big ass axe, and I swear Gunilla looks briefly shocked at Clarisse barely moving, but she doesn't have long to react before a foot strikes her stomach.
"Who the fuck invited you, bitch? Run off back to your drunk of a daddy before I knock the sparks out of you," Clarisse threatens, still topless and bouncing most entertainingly as I shift my form so my hands lose those inconvenient bones and slip right out of my restraints. For a moment, I amuse myself by watching them flop around before I put the bones back.
"What did you just say?" Gunilla roars, lightning flooding the room. Well, she's not looking at me anymore. Silver lining, right? Sitting in my seat, I watch the two warriors go to town and mentally confirm, yeah this isn't for me thanks. Fighting is so much effort, and look how much of a sweat they're working up?
Actually the sweaty look is kinda sexy but the point is-
Diving behind my chair, I barely avoid a stray lightning bolt. Was that deliberate? I can't believe such a proud warrior would use such a tricksy method! I'm so proud.
Ooh, that's a broken nose. Go, Clarisse! That's my girl.
Hey, power, gimme something to help with this mess.
[House of the Damned] - 800cp, 600cp left.
You are the proud owner of an accursed residence that seems to be located in a land of fire and smoke that very closely resembles Avernus, the First of the Nine Hells of Baator. In fact, your residence is located in Avernus. Don't worry about any devils or demons infiltrating it though, you got some protections installed.
The design and architecture of your manor is heavily inspired by Raphael's House of Hope (don't let him know) but it is up for renovations, if Victorian infernal style is not to your taste. It is located in a cliff face that overlooks a ravine that is littered with fiery pits and rivers. You have imps and other lesser devils in the house, working as servants. They number in dozens, and they are completely loyal and devoted to you. But you cannot take any of them out of the house.
Only people you designate can go in and out of this residence and its location is far from the frontlines of the Blood War. So, no demons barging in through your front door. The only way to go in and out of this house is via portals or teleportation.
Speaking of portals, you got a portal room in the house that can open up a portal to any location you are vaguely familiar with in the material plane of your current world. This doesn't allow you to appear in any indoor or private locations though. Other facilities provided by the house are also useful (in most cases) and quite luxurious. You got multiple feasting halls and relief chambers along with lovely balconies and terraces. You have access to a private boudoir that contains a rejuvenation spring that can make you as good as new just with an hour of rest along with a shapeshifting succubus/incubus that can entertain you or your guests. An archive will be provided, if you want to display your justly earned artifacts (don't worry the archives are fully trapped in the case of intruders). The basement of the manor also acts as a minor prison complex that hangs from the bottom of your house overlooking the ravine and has two spectators guarding it along with armed imps. Finally, you get a collection of four soul pillars that contain the souls of thousands of damned (don't worry they deserve such punishment and they are mostly non-sentient at this point) that can be used to boost your powers to a ridiculous degree, when you are standing near them.
If you are still worried about intruders even after having a cadre of devils and magical protections guarding your house, with just a thought you can summon semi-sentient flaming boulders that will try to immolate and crush any intruders at your behest. Oh, and any attempts at divination targeting the people in the house will simply fail, if that is your desire. Occasionally dead or lost souls can wander into your house to make deals, if you allow them that is.
You can teleport yourself and any people you like in and out of this house as many times as you want with a simple gesture.
Huh. Sure, I'll merge my mansion with this place, why not. The libraries too. If Gunilla and Clarisse notice the change in scenery, they don't seem to care enough to stop trying to beat each other for long enough to comment on it. Oh come on, that was a brand new table you just suplexed Clarisse through! Gunilla really is a rude gorilla.
I should just just banish her out of this place… but Clarisse is having fun and that'd be rude. The table repairs itself anyway as I lounge in the now-comfier seat. Oh, I know!
Clicking my fingers, I teleport us all into the much more spacious foyer where they can duke it out as much as they want with nothing to break. I bring my chair with me, and as Gunilla spots me sipping wine that an imp brought me, her lightning only doubles. Man, she really needs to take that stick out of her ass. I'm allowed to relax in my house.
Honestly, do they not teach people manners in Valhalla? Well, probably not. I think they just teach fighting and drinking there. A realm of Gunillas. What a terrifying prospect.
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Feat Achieved: Gain Artemis' undivided attention. 500cp granted. 1100 total.
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Hmm?
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Feat Achieved: Gain Apollo's eternal rage. 500cp granted. 1600cp total.
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…but I was practicing really hard for our competition and everything! Man, these gods are just so fickle. What did I even do?
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Feat Achieved: Impregnate Artemis. 1000cp granted. 2600cp total.
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Huh. Wait, no, go back. I'm a virgin! I might have fixed that if the gorilla of Asgard hadn't kicked down my front door but I am almost certain I didn't knock up Artemis. I don't want to be the Greek Virgin Mary! Why are Gods so damn weird? What did I even do? Is this like Athena's weird brain sex thing? Ugh, what happened to doing things the good old fashioned way, Slot A into Socket B and all that.
Immediately I feel several people 'knocking' on the metaphysical door to my House of Hope, some more insistently than others. Lady Athena, a woman with a bow and a pregnancy bump, gee I wonder who that is, Apollo who is less knocking and more trying to knock the door down (and losing, ha get fucked nerd), and an incredibly beautiful blonde woman… Wait, mom! Nice to finally see Aphrodite in the flesh, so to speak. Oh, Annabeth is there too, looking rather worried.
"Girls, we have visitors. I think it's time for a timeout," I say firmly, teleporting them away from each other. The pair pant, bloodied and bruised but I am a kind host and give them both a Takemedic-All Z from my [Medicine Set]. Well, in Gunilla's case I teleport it into her stomach because she wouldn't trust any medicine from me but the fact is, I heal them up and (regretfully) give Clarisse her top back.
Actually, no. She fought for my honour. She gets the cool infernal armour that came with the house. Before either can speak up, I reach out and let in most of my guests. The feat said Apollo's rage was eternal so it literally can't be made worse by my slamming the door in his face.
As three Goddesses and one demigod appear in my foyer, I give them an imperious look and say the first thing that comes to my mind.
"I want a paternity test," I demand, pleased to see Athena and Artemis actually pause in surprise. "That baby can't be mine, I don't even know this girl. You're not getting child support from me unless you can prove it is mine. I mean, if it is I will totally be a good father, I'm no deadbeat but-"
"Recognise this?" Artemis asks plainly, holding up a… torn net?
Didn't I hand a near identical net to my dads a couple of days ago? One I loaded up with the lusts of a succubus?
"Nope," I lie immediately.
"Adon…" Athena says in that 'I'm disappointed in you' voice and I fold like wet tissue.
"Okay, fine, yes, but! It was just meant to give the person trapped inside it wet dreams, you can't get knocked up in a dream!" I argue, before remembering who I am talking to as my gaze falls to Annabeth and I remember that Athena apparently gets knocked up by merging her mind with someone smart and thinking sexy thoughts or something. "Okay, most people can't but is it my fault you gods are so weird? What happened to just having sex? Hanky-panky, horizontal tango, beast with two backs, ring a bell?"
"I do use the traditional method," Aphrodite says, which is an odd first sentence to say to the son you've not seen since I was born. No 'Hi, Son' but just a 'I fuck'.
"And I still ended up with two dads, one of whom is a girl!" I point out, getting a soft tinkling laugh from her.
"A fair point," Aphrodite agrees. "I think we can all agree that Adon didn't intend this."
"Tell that to the guy blasting my private dimension's barriers with sun arrows," I deadpan.
"You didn't think to ask what your father… fathers, both tricksters, wanted this net for?" Athena asks sternly.
"No, they're Gods, since when have you wanted me to challenge the gods? Besides, they're both tricksters. If they say good morning, it's probably a shitty night," I shrug.
"Then you didn't think it was important to mention it to me, when I asked you to warn me if either of your fathers showed up?" Athena sighs.
"I was going to but then Gunilla burst in swinging and I got distracted… and kinda forgot, which is on me, but the point is that I have a lot going on. Didn't you have someone watching me for this exact reason?" I say, shifting the blame as Gunilla and Annabeth give me annoyed looks.
I'm sorry, it's not my fault you're too nerdy/temperamental to do your job.
"Look, Lady Artemis, I'll admit I made a bit of a mistake but I am a responsible man, stop laughing, and I'm willing to take responsibility for this," I say calmly. "But if this is a shotgun… hunting bow wedding, I will be keeping Clarisse as a consort. I'm loyal like that. Also, I will kinda need you to stop looking like you're twelve, because I'm not into that."
"Excuse me?" Artemis asks, seemingly genuinely perturbed for a moment, silver eyes locked with mine. "You think I'm here to marry you? Or bed you, for that matter."
"I haven't got a clue anymore, you gods do things weird and I've given up trying to work out why or how you do anything," I admit. Athena's stare is especially stony. Yes, Athena, I do get the irony after all the shit I've pulled. "But I also have no idea how child support works for Gods. It usually… doesn't as far as I can tell because you just ditch your kids on the mortal partner then run off, maybe showing up later when they end up in the camp, but I will acknowledge that I owe you for this uhh… inconvenience? How can I make it up to you, I'm very accommodating. Ask Lady Hera, she likes me. I think."
"She does, oddly enough," Aphrodite confirms with an amused smile. "For now, at least."
Artemis doesn't respond for a moment, staring into my soul with those big eyes. I can't tell if she's contemplating which animal to turn me into or which body part to pincushion with arrows first, or if she's genuinely considering my request but if she reaches for her bow… I'm kicking her out and staying right inside here. They're gonna have to siege the place to get me out.
"Do you understand just how much trouble you've caused?" Artemis asks after a long pause.
"Not a clue," I admit.
"Zeus has already demanded I abort my- our child, claiming I broke an agreement I wasn't even awake for the formation of and certainly didn't agree to. I am the Goddess of Childbirth, he may as well have demanded I give up my bow and the moon," Artemis says simply.
"He's such a cunt," I agree with a nod. Athena sighs, Annabeth facepalms and Clarisse just looks around confused. At least Gunilla is being quiet now.
"Not how I would put it. Not how I did put it when he made his demand," Artemis admits with a wry smirk for a moment. "But not an incorrect summary."
"See? We have so much in common already!" I beam. "And we really shouldn't fight. It's bad for the baby."
"It is a miracle that you got this far in life without being stabbed," Artemis says plainly.
"Good looks and Athena as a babysitter do wonders," I admit shamelessly. "But, I can't help but notice I haven't been shot by any arrows yet."
"You haven't," Artemis agrees with pursed lips. Despite this whole mess, I don't actually get the feeling she's unhappy about being pregnant. Maybe at the method it came from, but she said it herself. She's a Goddess of Childbirth. "My hunters had suggestions over what to do with you, Eris and Loki. Many, many suggestions."
"And since you can't catch those two, you came for me. Don't have to be the fastest, just faster than your slowest accomplice," I sigh. "I got left holding the bag."
"Adon!" Annabeth whispers in a hushed but hurried tone. Oh right, don't tell the Goddess of the Hunt she can't catch my dads.
"I almost did, before your trap caught me by surprise," Artemis corrects, a look of displeasure crossing her face. "And Loki's norse magic was unfamiliar to me. It won't happen again."
"That's a thing between gods. I'm not touching it with a ten-foot pole," I reply with a wise nod. Fuck that.
"If only you had decided on that about two days prior," Artemis replies dryly. "You are fortunate that Lady Athena and Hestia both spoke in your favour. It… postponed my wrath."
"I'm sensing a but," I say simply. Hestia? More like Bestia. I've never even spoken to her, I don't think, but she's got my back.
"Then you actually do have a working brain somewhere in there," Artemis agrees. "As you said, you owe me. I intend to collect."
"I don't suppose this comes with Apollo being told to not use me as a pincushion?" I ask, but she just laughs.
"No. He's been banned from Camp Halfblood but expect his attention whenever you are outside of the grounds, which as it happens, is exactly where you are," Artemis agrees. "He has never taken well to men in my company. It usually ends rather fatally. Well, except for Hippolytus of course. That wasn't Apollo, was it?"
With this she looks at Mommy dearest, who returns her look with an arched eyebrow that puts Drew's bitchy look to shame.
"I had no qualms about him spending time with you. It was his aromanticism that offended me," Aphrodite corrects as she looks at her nails.
"Moving on! So uhh, what can I do you for? I have weird books and a cool statue that empowers people. Ask Clarisse, she just beat Gunilla's ass with the upgrades from it. She was throwing fire and everything. It was pretty hot," I say, watching Clarisse freeze in the spotlight. "I can also enchant stuff? Hephaestus said my work wasn't shit, which is as close to a compliment as I'm gonna get from him."
"I did not lose!" Gunilla half-shouts before she remembers the present company, going mulishly silent.
"And I am interested, for my huntresses, not myself, but no. Surprise me," Artemis finally says, making me blink. "Impress me, and I'll forgive this trespass."
Athena purses her lips, looking mildly surprised and equally worried. Mom doesn't look worried, because worry adds crease lines and I can tell already that she's above such things.
Power, help? Please. This is kinda your fault if you think about it.
[Hell Lord] - 1000cp, 1600cp remaining
You are no bottom-feeding devil or mouth-breathing spirit. You are a Lord of Hell, a king among the infernal. Your magic and strength are enhanced in power and scope and you have a slice of hell over which you rule. In your own dimension, you are immortal and near all-powerful. If someone were to somehow destroy you inside of it, you would simply reform.
By default it has a rather bleak appearance, fitting for a hell. However, you may reshape the inside of your dimension at will. It will begin with a size comparable to a large city, but by feeding souls to it, you may increase its size. In addition, you may import any sort of pocket dimension that you already possess into this role and in the future you may even be able to have it devour other pocket dimensions that you gain, merging them together and increasing the size.
My body blazes with power here, within my realm, my eyes glowing with infernal light as the three Goddesses freeze. Clarisse, Annabeth and Gunilla do more than freeze, my presence nearly suffocating them before I rein it in.
I feel Apollo cease his attack, before he doubles it and without thinking, I reach out and bitchslap him away. I'm not a God, exactly, but damn if I don't feel similar enough here in the seat of my power. Within my House of Hope.
"Surprise?" I say, my voice silky smooth.
"I- I give up. Why not," Athena sighs, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"Perhaps I should have been more specific," Artemis agrees, eyes narrowing. Ooh, I know that look. She's trying to decide if she can take me.
Spoiler. She almost certainly can. But now, there is an almost in there.
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Feat Achieved: Ascend to minor Godhood. 1000cp granted. 2600cp total.
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Huh. Guess I am a God. Well, when you're three parts God to zero parts mortal, it only needs a little juice. Behold, the fruits of my labour.
Even in my head, I can't say that without laughing. I haven't laboured for shit.
"Wait, I can do better," I promise, focusing again. Athena's eyes widen, but if I go again before she can tell me not to, I'm not disobeying her.
[Zelretch's Student] - 800cp, 1800cp remaining.
Zelretch has taken an interest in you, making you an apprentice of his. At this point you currently know how to travel worlds provided you have something to guide you to another world. You will be provided with information to master the Kaleidoscope further.
"There we go, My Lady Artemis, I have just the thing to make up for any inconvenience I caused," I say smoothly, a confident grin on my lips. "You are the Goddess of the Hunt, and I can ensure you never run out of lands to explore and prey to hunt. The multiverse at your fingertips, for you and your huntresses."
"Adon, explain," Athena warns.
"So, you know how my power keeps pulling shit from other universes? Or realities? Worlds? I don't know what the proper word would be. The point is, I can make portals to those worlds now. That's a fair trade right, you get access to the vast multiverse and all the monsters you could hunt, the magic you could learn-" I pause, because I swear there were three Goddesses here before, but Hecate just manifested-
Oh, she was in my library. Which I pulled into the House of Hope. And I said the magic word.
Literally, I said the word magic, and it conjured a goth girl.
"For instance, the world your chameleon friend came from?" Artemis asks, and I pause as I summon Pukei. He perks up as I instantly bless him and turn him into an infernal divine beast, because he's my best boy.
"Easily done, and all you have to do is not shoot me. Deal of a lifetime, right?" I ask with a proud grin. "And yes, Lady Hecate, as my librarian I'll send you anywhere you want to go."
"Allow me to summon my hunters to this place," Artemis requests, and it even sounds like a request. Barely. Feeling her trying to do so, I let them in and am faced with many pairs of angry eyes. Oh right, I technically knocked up their boss.
Power, help?
[Foresight of Heimdall] - 400cp, 1400cp remaining
Much like the Aesir, Heimdall, you find that by looking at an opponent you are able to foresee their next course of action and the movement you would need to make to avoid it. Additionally you are able to slow down time in your immediate area for a short while, enough to get a blow or two in and then get out of the way. Keep in mind that while the foresight you receive is great, it is best used against a single object or person. Weapons such as the Draupnir Spear, with its many copies that can explode, are able to get around your foresight. You have the option to have eyes similar to Heimdall's, which you can toggle off and on at will.
"Oh neat. Hey, Gunny. Do you know some dude called Heimdall? I just got a version of his eyes," I say beaming, well aware of who Heimdall is. Her disgusted shout makes me beam, even as I work my magic and open a portal for the girls.
Heh. That's what you get for interrupting me and Clarisse.
— Bonus Scene — Eris/Loki
Artemis was a very wily huntress. She was second to none when it came to tracking people down. He'd even admit, much to Eris' amusement, that she was probably better than any of the Norse Gods at it.
But she spent quite a long time captured, very distracted, and they were wily too. As Adon opened the portal to another reality, another universe, Artemis failed to notice that she had one too many hunters, and not one of the angry women currently giving Adon varying levels of glares noticed that they had a new sister.
He honestly didn't know how this would go. Escaping that damn cave was a victory on its own, but alone it was only a matter of time before Odin tracked him down and put him back. They were bound by fate, their entire pantheon puppets to the Norns.
But the Greek weren't, and it struck him. They could see Ragnarok, unchanging, ever approaching, but what would happen if suddenly the clear norse waters got muddied with a little Greek?
Or a lot of it.
He was never one to just accept his fate, and Eris was a like-minded individual. She had no apocalypse to escape but their every move sent chaos through the pantheons, and she was happy to cause discord for discord's sake. They were both so proud of their son.
As people began moving through the portal, Eris/Loki froze as Aphrodite gave them a rather pointed look, but Artemis was distracted by the hunt and everyone else by Adon so it went unnoticed to most.
Winking back, she slipped through the portal with a grin.
Author's Note: Adon now has access to the multiverse. This will go well, trust. Ignore that one of his magic sources which he can follow home leads to Warhammer Fantasy.
Written: 24/06/2026
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Diamond: Celestial Punk Ch12, Celestial Punk Ch11, Celestial Escalation Ch10, Celestial Punk Ch10, Architect Ch09
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