The dragon's harem

The moment Gamond’s wing tore off, she knew that Eris was no longer going to stay a mortal for long. She wasn’t facing an elf, vampire, half dragon, demigoddess, or even all of the above combined. She was facing a true goddess being born; the power forbidden in the mortal world was slowly emerging from her.

Gamond might not be a goddess, but her old world had its share of demigods that tried to ascend and rule over it, all of which fell beneath her claws. In fact, the last living being that remained alive in the world beside her for the longest time was a demigod that hid away from her and slowly froze to death over two hundred years.

But Eris was already past that; she was now bearing the mark of divinity and reaching a higher dimension. The higher her power grew, the hotter her plasma boiled, and the deeper her murderous rage expanded, the closer she got to divinity.

Gamond jumped to the side and swung her claw, tearing Eris’s right shoulder off with ease. All that Eris got was firepower; her mortal body was already crumbling beneath her own divine power, let alone when getting assaulted by Gamond.

Eris’s body trembled, vibrating violently as the plasma in her body folded on itself and expanded forward to repair her torn shoulder. By this time, she might’ve been easy to damage, but she won’t be that easy to finish off.

Gamond flapped her remaining wings and accelerated sideways at blinding speed, sliding behind Eris with a serious glare on her jagged draconic face.

“Cool down.”

[Elemental Expansion: Ice Age]

At that moment, a gold breeze washed over the whole world, making all mortals stare at the sky with confused faces. The world temperature dropped by a hairbreadth, but that was just from the fraction of a second Gamond’s expansion covered the entire world.

If she had left it like that for a minute, the world might not have survived her oppressive cold. As luck would have it for mortals, Gamond had no intention of burying the whole world beneath a thousand layers of ice.

She compressed her expansion, pulling all of its weight to a single spot, to engulf just the arena she and Eris were in, instantly burying it in a block of liquid cold.

The ground froze, the air turned into ice, and the roiling plasma of Eris lost most of its heat, freezing rapidly in its place as if it were cursed.

Gamond’s cold wasn’t mundane either.

Gamond could already wipe an entire world, and that was long before meeting Isbert. Her power had only grown since, and her cold had become harsher and deadlier.

No mortal should be able to endure the sapping bite of her expansion, but that was a problem. Gamond knew she wasn’t facing a mere mortal, but a divine goddess.

Eris growled, and the plasma surging from her chest grew hotter, boiling from the depths of her body under the stress of her divine portfolio, using it as a furnace to burn more of Gamond’s ice.

For a second there, Eris’s whole body froze solid, like an ember buried beneath a mountain of cold coal; her return was only a matter of time, not possibility.

And then, it happened. A violent collapse, and a torrent of energy rushed forth.

Gamond was thrown back with half of her body burned and covered with molten stone. She rolled on the ground and went back on her feet, flapping her wings to cool the obsidian and shatter it away so she could still move.

She glared at Eris, a frown on her face.

The more energy Eris absorbed, the hotter her plasma became, and the heavier her core burned. After reaching a critical point of energy and heat, the core collapsed on itself, giving birth to a small true sun.

As Eris felt the sun burning inside her chest, hungry for more fuel, she finally understood what she needed to do to ascend. She needed to do two things: fulfill Murder’s will and empower her plasma.

To achieve both at the same time, the answer was simple. She lifted her claw and jammed it into her chest.

Pulling her own heart out, she glared at Gamond with an evil smile, “Someone had to be murdered for this.”

The sun inside her chest raged, ripping her body to pieces and consuming it. By that time, Eris was dead, leaving a star behind her.

The star wasn’t that massive, just around fifty meters wide, but far denser than any purple sun Eris had made in her life with just plasma. This was a true sun, one that burned matter in its core using nuclear fusion.

The sun flashed, and when its gravity field exploded out, it clashed with the planet’s gravity, propelling it to the sky at blinding speed.

Gamond stared in horror at the sky, seeing Eris’s sun flying from east to west in less than a second, bringing both day and night with it as the light of Amaterasu’s sun seemed to disappear. The moon shifted and flashed white, and everyone in the world could feel and see it, the second sun orbiting the planet. No, it was the planet that had started getting violated by the sun, being forced to spin around it.

The sea raged, getting pulled apart by the oppressive gravitational field, and soon, it seemed as if the entire mortal world was about to be swallowed whole.

Everyone started up in utter terror, frozen as they just understood that the world was about to end, destroyed whole by Eris’s ascension.

In Gojo’s land, Lucy, Isdis’s little sister, stared at the new sun from her seat at the peak of the kingdom’s main temple. She glared at her servant, who was shitting herself, “Hoi! Why didn’t I get any fireworks like that?”

The servant gasped and then rushed to hide behind her. Everyone in the kingdom tried to reach the temple where their goddess was, to use her as a shield against the world’s end.

But beside Lucy was another servant, an angel who looked at her with a passive face. “From what I’ve heard, you killed and ate over a thousand people when you ascended. Not counting the over ten kilometers of land that you just swallowed whole. You even tried to eat Gojo.”

Lucy frowned, “You make me sound like a cannibal! I’m not! Beside… I couldn’t eat Gojo.” She then pointed at Eris’s sun, which was still flying across the sky like a meteor. “Can’t we do anything about that?”

“Gojo whopped your ass to keep you down. Leave Eris to Arad.” The angel glared at her, and Lucy flinched. She could still feel her jaw hurting from what Gojo had slapped her out of reality.

Then suddenly, the raging sun halted, with one massive and muscular man flying right by its side, posed like a god.

Arad didn’t waste a second, for each passing moment brought Eris closer to killing the whole world. No matter how small or weak, a sun shouldn’t be allowed this close to the surface of the world. He couldn’t even believe that none of the gods had shown up to do something about it.

In fact, for some reason, Eris’s divine magic wasn’t flowing up to the heavens, but to his stomach. Her divine heaven was getting formed in none other than his stomach.

Arad reached forward to touch the sun, and it disappeared. Even he gasped, losing track of it for a second. He didn’t absorb it into his stomach; it flew there on its own, and soon, the starry sky of his small world was illuminated by a radiant sun.

And above the arena, Eris appeared once more, looking down at Gamond with an angel standing in front of her.

Murdered to reach the holy dimension… A god’s ascension… to a radiant reflection.

The world had changed a lot. Now, behind Eris’s radiant figure, there were two suns blazing in the sky, the old one, Amaterasu, and a tiny star beside it was Eris. This had made the day even brighter, and the moon clearer.

Whatever happened, it seems that Amaterasu was willing to allow Eris a seat beside her. Normally, even if a god reached Eris’s power and authority over the sun, Amaterasu would just kill and swallow them to preserve her monopoly.

“First, congratulations.” Gamond created a wing of ice to patch her body and flew up, “Can we keep fighting now?”

The angel standing in front of Eris glared at her with murderous eyes. She expanded her wings and covered Eris, “Lizard, scram!”

Looking closer, Gamond could see that Eris wasn’t there; she was unconscious. Her body still radiated with a god’s power; she won’t need to sleep, eat, or get tired ever again, but now, her consciousness still can’t process everything that her new existence is.

The best time to kill a god is right after their ascension. Which explained why this angel showed up. While Eris can’t fight anymore… her angels, on the other hand, were serving the god of war before, so their bodies and minds are already used to divine power. Eris becoming a true goddess must’ve given them all a much-needed and refreshing torrent of divine magic.

More angels showed up, all standing between Gamond and Eris, all ready to fight. But then, they all froze, even Gamond took a step back. They could feel it, no, feel him standing behind them beside Eris.

“The fight is over.” Arad spoke, and the angels didn’t dare move. They knew his power, and the fact that their heaven was inside his stomach made it far harder to argue with him.