Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Athenia's days had been the brightest as of late, but she never expected to see a stranger in her domain who's gonna make things worse. Sitting in front of her from the moment she woke up, a shriveled man with gray hair and sunken eyes, sat in a chair smiling.

"Who are you and how did you get in here?" She demanded, her voice grumbling with authority.

Yet the man seemed unimpressed and instead of answering, he leaned back on the wooden chair he'd brought and stretched his arms yawning. As he leaned back forward, Athenia's dark eyes were frowning with rage.

"Your name or I'll crumble your soul to bits," holding herself back, she tried to only warn him without jumping ahead and doing it. "Tell me your name and how you got here, otherwise I would have no choice but to–"

"Aphrodite, your mother…you know," taking a brief pause after interrupting Athenia, the man rocked back and forth on his chair. "She and I fucked every night during the last holy war, but it's a shame that the lewd body of hers is now forever gone. She could turn herself into a virgin every time anyone laid with her too, so it always felt like it was her very first time."

"THAT'S ENOUGH!" Squeezing her hand from afar, Athenia began crushing the man's throat. "That slut may have shown mercy, even idiotic passion on you, but don't expect me to be my mother!"

Popping the eyes out of his skull, the goddess of mockery and death squished his body into a ball. Collapsing on itself, the man's guts and blood splashed all over the ever-dark. But appearing through the darkness, the very same man walked forward and settled back on his chair.

"What in the hells are you?" Athenia asked, bemused by the man's reappearance after death.

"Let's skip to the main objective, shall we?" Placing his hand on the chair's backrest, he began staring into Athenia's eyes. "You've disrupted space-time twice, and being a god you might think that's whatever, but it's not. So how about you promise not to fiddle with heavenly laws again, or this would be an entirely different conversation."

"Who are you?" Refusing to answer his question, Athenia repeated her own.

Her patience was already running thin, but since she couldn't exactly kill him for some reason, she at least wanted answers before giving him whatever it was that he wanted. And since the conversation was going nowhere, being the elder of the bunch, the guest decided to answer her question first after all.

"I used to be a servant of a god named Chronos, until I killed him myself that is," Athenia's eyes widened at his confession, she'd not expected a god killer to visit her first thing in the morning, much less one that was immune to her death spells. "When he died I drank his blood, it didn't quite make me a god but I was not exactly human either.

Something in-between, as for what they called me on the battlefield when I fought alongside your father? The mortal-Immortal used to be my title."

'My father?' His story was too far-fetched for Athenia to even consider it to be true, and the vainful mention of her father seemed to have upset her even more.

"There's plenty who fought rival gods alongside him, but–you're not one of them," although she wasn't alive at the time the war happened, Athenia had never heard of a mortal who killed a god during that time. "Quit lying and tell me the truth!"

Getting off the chair with a sigh, the man quickly turned around to leave Nerva's mind prison.

"Doesn't matter if you think I'm lying, the next time you pull that shit, you'll know why the elder gods feared humanity," walking away while glancing back at Athenia from over his shoulder, the mortal-immortal was on his way back to Atlaria.

"Gods fearing humanity, ha!" Wearing a mocking smile, Athenia took his words as mere boast.

Turning around as he continued walking backward into the dark, the man held a finger towards Athenia and whispered with a laugh.

"It only takes one man, only one to bend over a god and fuck them in the ass, and then? Their reign is over, and the god forgotten, picked off by the other gods like hungry vultures." Disappearing into the darkness with those words, he finally left Athenia alone inside her prison.

'Must be the first man to break in instead of out of a prison.' Trying to distract herself by insulting his intellect, Athenia tried not to put much mind to his threats. However, the fact that she did violate the heavenly laws was now resting heavily on her shoulders. 'Not like I was gonna do it again!'

"Which god sent him anyways?" She wondered, not realizing that the man was obviously not on the side of any other god.

'Not like it matters once I get Raven and his party to contact the other gods for me to negotiate with.' Letting go of some influence she had over the world in return for alliance was what she was still shooting for, and as long as she didn't mess with time, no more problems should arrive. 'At least I hope so.

Doubt the others will like me trying to stretch a helping hand, not to mention trying to convert the general public with Raven's gift in case the gods refuse my offer…that would surely cause a loud roar in the heavens.'

Producing the screen in front of her eyes, she watched over the party sleeping inside the flying train. She remembered her promise to them about becoming demigods and to help her rule the world and keep it safe in the best way that they thought was possible. She'd even helped them awaken their potential one way or the other, and now all that was left was for them to master themselves with effort.

"You have blessings, don't disappoint me…please," she mumbled to herself, hoping–No! Praying that Elenaria would agree to form an alliance once the party gets to talk to her on Athenia's behalf.

Note: I'm once again asking for your ideas for anything related to smut that you wanna see in future chapters! Especially things related to the Netori theme of the book!