Claire was asleep the moment she touched her bed. As soon as the darkness settled, she felt Her presence. The blinding, divine light filled her subconscious as She descended. Claire could make out a smile on Her face.

“Congratulations on acquiring a second Bestower.” Her divine voice flooded Claire’s mind. “Toni is too cute.”

Her voice had changed since the last time. Claire could hear a lighter, almost sweeter, pitch than before. It was closer to the singer’s voice. More enticing than her voice from before. It made Claire’s mind fuzzy hearing it.

“You okay, Mother?” She asked as she grasped Claire’s hands. Her divine touch bringing Claire back.

Claire nodded. She studied the face of the divine, finding no new features she could make out. Still only her eyes and mouth, the rest shrouded by light.

“I think so,” Claire mumbled. She took a deep breath, something that felt strange in the dream. “I have so many questions…”

“I can only answer about the church,” She whispered to Claire. Her hands tightened around Claire’s, emphasizing her point. “Him, I can’t talk about. Nor the others.”

“What about Samira?” Claire asked, remembering her conversation with the mayor.

A warm smile grew on Her face, Her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Did you like my surprise? I thought her painting looked so beautiful.”

“I-it was,” Claire said. Her voice was near intoxicating to listen. Claire tried to refocus. “But… if the knights find out. We’d be seen as heretics.”

Her hands slipped from Claire’s. Her eyes studied Claire’s face, taking a moment to think. The inviting grey eyes hazed over, becoming more serious.

“Indeed. However, she is important to My influence.”

Her voice returned to the deeper pitch. Far closer to the voice fitting of a Goddess. “H-how though?”

“I cannot answer the why, unfortunately.” She said separating from Claire. She drifted into the sky and took another moment of silence. “Know that her magic is volatile. It’s not meant for mind control. Her magic needs to be cleansed. The monster in her corrupted it.”

Claire nodded. She figured she wouldn’t get a straight answer. “Okay. But for now, Elizabeth will need to cover it. I hope that’s fine.”

The Goddess nodded. “Got too excited about the prospect of adding her to your harem. I did not think of the consequences.”

Claire let out a laugh. She made such a human mistake. For a brief moment, it was hard to remember She was a Goddess.

“It is due to how closely I keep you,” The Goddess said. Her voice shifting back to the sweeter pitch. “I, like Anka, choose to walk near humanity. We believe the Others are too distant to understand you.”

Claire barely held back a smile. A thought crossed her mind that the Goddess picked up on. One singular question: how close was She to Anka?

The Goddess giggled. Her laugh sounded delicate and divine, sending shivers throughout Claire’s body. Her eyes were sparkling with excitement again. “Close enough. Anymore requires me to have a complete body. You truly do embody my aspects…”

Claire smiled up at the Goddess, offering her hand. “I apologize. From what I hear, She lives up to Her title.”

The Goddess descended to take Claire’s hand. “I’d say the rumors do not do her justice. Far more beautiful in person.”

The Goddess’s hands traveled up Claire’s arms, feeling the muscles she developed over the span of her life. The Goddess wished with every fiber of Her divine being to enjoy Claire in all her glory. But it wasn’t time yet.

“Have to thank her for sending Toni to my Lady’s estate,” Claire said with a smile. She embraced her Goddess in a hug, letting Her hands wander her body. “I know my mothers are happy to know where he is. Even if it’s in that hellhole.”

“Mhmm, She was adamant that Toni had to meet him,” She playfully whispered in Claire’s ear. “Wonder why.”

“Toni seemed starstruck by him,” Claire whispered back. Her own hands were wandering the Divine’s body. Feeling familiar parts she never noticed before. The Goddess had hips similar to Lily and the breasts pressed against her felt like Jasmine’s or Ursa’s.

Her divine giggle filled Claire’s subconscious. “They are Ursa’s. Lily’s pair seemed far too much.”

“I was close,” Claire laughed back. She didn’t know whether to be proud or not about recognizing her lover’s features just by touch. “What about here?”

Claire’s hand moved on instinct to Her crotch, expecting to find a bulge there. However, her hand was filled with numbness. Like she was grasping parts drowned out by light. The Goddess sighed in her ear.

“Told you. I need a more complete form,” Her voice was a mix of longing and playfulness. “Oh, how I crave to have a completed body. Would be able to thank Anka far more personally.”

Claire took a moment to think about Her situation. She could guess the Goddess had similar, if not more, urges than she had. It must be torture for Her.

“Like nothing you could ever imagine,” Her voice more serious than before. “If I had my own cock when we first embraced, I know I would have made quite the mess…”

Her Goddess was touch-starved and horny with no real outlet. Claire felt pity for her as another question formed in her mind. “So you take on aspects of my lovers?”

“Yes.” The Goddess nuzzled into her shoulder. You are building my form with each one you claim.”

Claire thought for a moment, her mind wandering back to her previous idea. One that not only involved her mothers, but the entirety of Restol. All with Her gift.

“I know you are still hesitant when it comes to your mothers,” She said in a serious tone. “I will let you go at your own pace. But do not fear the blood you share. My gift prevents any danger. Even with your mothers.”

Claire hated that She could read her mind. After thinking of Restol and her mothers, her mind drifted to Ryley. Toni seemed so fond of her brother that it made Claire curious about how he looked now.

“Th-that’s still… a lot,” Claire mumbled.

“I understand,” The Goddess said in a warmer tone. She dug Her chin in deeper into Claire’s embrace, savoring the hug. “Though I believe Ana and Elsie’s mother would be far more accepting once she had a cock…”

Claire burst into laughter before she could stop herself. It wasn’t very often that the gods tried to make jokes, but She was different. She would tease, make jokes, and admit Her faults.

“Anka thought those were rare too,” The Goddess whispered. She took in Claire’s scent, wishing She could enjoy Her champion to the fullest. Another aspect that Anka called unique. A want to be human.

“Not often you hear about gods descending down to meet us,” Claire said. She thought back to the stories she grew up with. “Only to produce demigods. Or prevent another Tyrant.”

“Indeed,” The Goddess said with a long exhale. “It is why I choose to be different. They lack the perspective required to understand the flaws They created.”

“They don’t see the current situation as an issue?” Claire asked. She thought about the boys suffering as she felt the Goddess shake Her head. “How could They not? Do They not see the suffering?”

“They do.” She said coldly. “However, They believe it to be deserved. It is why They rarely answer mothers’ requests for their sons…”

“How could you justify it?” Claire asked. Her mind flooded with the pantheon and how often her own mothers prayed to them. “How can They be so cruel?”

The Goddess pulled back from Claire, a sad smile on Her face. “Because of him. The Tyrant. He was incredibly close to wiping out every God back then. Justifying Their actions now.”

“But Ryley’s done nothing. Why does he have to suffer because of the actions of one man?” Claire pleaded with the Goddess as She ascended back into the divine light.

“Because he is a man.” She said coldly as She began to disappear. “No other reason is needed for the Gods,”

Claire tried to protest, to get her anger out. But instead, she jolted awake. She shot up from her bed, standing on her feet. The anger was still coursing through her.

“Fuck,” Claire muttered. She calmed her breathing as best she could. She didn’t expect the gods to be this cruel.

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