Chapter 198: Fixing Islands

Kalon decided Josinia was right.

So far, it was seduction that had got him to the places he wanted to go. He never shyd away from a woman offering her body, so long as he deemed her worthy.

This situation was no different. He believed that taking Goddess Nut up on her offer was the best way to advance on that planet, thus allowing him to swiftly move onto the next.

He transferred back to Delphinium and locked onto her home island.

[You have arrived!]

Kalon appeared high above the stone island on the back of a giant bird.

The creature was even larger than the ones he had killed before, with thick grey-white feathers and a broad, steady body built for long rest as much as flight.

It was so large that it felt like he was standing on an island, on top of another island.

Nut was asleep on the giant bird.

She lay on her side between two raised ridges of feathers, small body curled in, oversized wings draped loosely around her like a blanket.

Her short dark hair stuck a little to her cheek. In sleep, she looked even younger and less like anyone’s goddess.

Kalon kept his balance on the bird’s back and opened her detailed seduction screen.

Before making advances on any women, it was most important for him to check this information.

「Nut」

- Seduction Stage One: 0%

「Physical Highlights」

- Petite frame

- Small B-cup breasts

- Oversized white-gold wings

- Light brown skin

- Short dark hair

「Kinks & Enjoyments」

- Unknown / undeveloped

「Sexual History」

- Orgasm Count: 0

- Previous Partners: 0

「Unique Information」

- Completely inexperienced

- Has lived alone most of her adult life

- Has never masturbated, or even had any complex thoughts about her sexually

- Deeply attached to her remaining giant birds which have lived on her island with her from the beginning

- Feels guilt every time another island cracks, but has not got the strength to fix them

Kalon closed the detailed screen.

This woman was completely inexperienced. She had no partners, or kinks. In fact, she had never even touched herself, or thought about anything sexual.

She was completely pure, which made her offering her body even more meaningful.

Looking at her asleep on the bird, the idea of taking that innocence because she had stripped under pressure sat wrong in his radiant soul.

She had not offered herself out of want. She had offered herself because she thought she had nothing else. He found the woman interesting, but she would not be one that he pursued.

He has no intentions on waking her.

For now, he would help her in the ways he could.

Kalon dropped from the bird to the island stone without waking her. He knelt, set both hands against the surface, and pushed Worldforge through the whole island.

This time he did not make a show of it. He worked carefully, altering foundation lines and fixing old stress points.

The deep support anchors under the island that had been thinning for years were slowly being reshaped by him.

He followed each weak route down into the structure and rebuilt it from the inside. He compressed soft stone, sealed hairline fractures, and thickened the hidden supports until the entire home island sat true again.

The work took focus, but not more power than he had.

This was the power of an SSS+ rank earth user.

When the last line locked into place, the ground stopped carrying that faint unstable tremor altogether. Even the air over the island felt steadier once the it was whole.

When he finished, the home island was solid.

Kalon stood, looked once more at the small woman still asleep on her giant bird, and left Delphinium, returning back to earth to sleep.

...

Nut woke to quiet wind and warm feathers.

She stretched slowly, rubbed her eyes, and sat up on the bird’s back.

For a second she expected the same old feeling under everything, that slight wrongness in the stone that had been there for years. The sense that her home was holding out, but would soon collapse like many others would too.

It was gone.

Nut frowned and spread her wings. She lifted off the bird, circled once, then landed on the island.

She stamped a foot powered by her earth affinity. Then again. There was no shake. No delayed shiver through the lower supports.

She ran to the old crack line near the garden edge, the one she had been patching every few weeks, and found it sealed so cleanly that she had to kneel and touch it with both hands.

She checked the far rim next. Then the underside approach she usually inspected after storms. Every place that used to worry her came back the same.

The island was perfect.

It was properly stable, the way it had been in the early years when her power was still fresh and the network had not started rotting under its own weight.

"What...?"

Her voice sounded small in the open air.

Behind her, the giant bird shifted and lowered its head.

"It was that man," it said.

Nut spun around.

"The foreigner who slayed the lower birds?"

"Yes. While you slept. He put his hands on the stone and fixed it. All of it."

Nut stared at the perfect ground under her knees. Then at the sealed edge. Then at the empty air where Kalon no longer stood. Her throat felt tight.

He had come back.

He had not taken her body. He had not demanded worship. He had not dragged her down to the lower courts to perform miracles for people she was tired of facing. He had simply stabilised her home and left.

Nut’s hand rose to her mouth without her thinking about it.

Her teeth pressed into her lower lip as the memory of him returned. The calm way he stood. The ease with which he had destroyed her birds. The fact that she had stripped in front of him and he had still walked away.

She bit her lip harder and kept looking at the perfect island around her, unable to stop thinking about the man who had made it that way.