The dragon's harem

Unlike what Arad and Gojo expected, Death was extremely talkative. Probably since she almost never gets the chance to speak with anyone. Most of the time, when she meets someone, it’s to reap their soul.

She went on a rant, babbling with a serious face about how Entropy wants to keep moving forward even if it means hitting a wall. How is she making so much trouble for the gods, and how could she cause the universe to burn itself out?

While Stillness hates change and loves things to stay how they were, Entropy is erratic. She can’t stand one thing staying the same for too long.

Death explained how Entropy spends most of her time changing the location of worlds inside the universe, shifting time a bit because she can’t settle on what a second is, and even goes as far as to kill any god that becomes inactive for a bit too long.

Even if things were stable in a good situation, she would eventually get an itch and end up changing things again. She is the pushing force of change. It doesn’t matter to her if the change is good or bad, as long as it’s different.

The longer Death talked, the less Arad and Gojo understood what Entropy was. Only two sentences were repeated many times.

The energy of the universe is constant.

Entropy’s will is for that energy to spread out, and that always tends to a maximum.

In short, the universe has a set amount of energy; as some beings grow stronger, others must grow weaker, consumed by it. Entropy likes for that energy to spread out, and not be stored in one place, like how Gojo and Arad are doing by throwing anything and everything into their endless void stomachs.

But many other void dragons do the same. That was the question that rang inside Arad’s head until he heard that they don’t.

Void dragons, the males leave the universe for the war. They only carry the living troops and rations, which isn’t much. And even when they have massive amounts of matter inside their stomachs, it’s the flesh of abomination that they ate, so Entropy doesn’t care.

Even if they collect too much matter before they are sent to the war, once they are conscripted, like actual soldiers, they leave their things behind and only take what the higher-ups give them.

The drakainas aren’t hogging energy as well; they carry worlds in their stomachs, yes. But they are merely protecting those worlds and allowing them to freely roam the universe, even allowing the gods’ influence to reach them. So the drakainas are seen by Entropy more like powerful barriers around the worlds than anything else.

This left Arad and Gojo in a special case, having massive worlds inside their stomachs where they were storing a huge amount of the universe’s limited supply of energy for themselves.

Gojo scratched the back of his head.

“So, the problem is that we are reducing the universe’s total amount of energy?” He rubbed his eyes. “By like what? Don’t tell me we took that much.”

Death shook her head.

“The amount of energy you took is the equivalent of an ant against me, Kali, and Amaterasu if we were a hundred times stronger. Not even worth mentioning, and it is so small that not even the overgod noticed.” She glared at them. “But Entropy did, and she didn’t like anyone messing with it. To her, one drop lost meant a leak, and a leak would only grow.”

“So? We should be fine if we spat everything in our stomachs out?” Arad stared at her, and Gojo gasped.

“What? No, we aren’t doing that. Remember, you have Eris’s heaven there. If we did that, we’re effectively destroying all of our progress until now!”

It was then that the front door got kicked open.

Everyone looked back, and Gojo could recognize Yog’s bare foot in a split second. He was even surprised to see that she was wearing boxers beneath her robe to hide her bits.

“Found you!” Standing there, Yog pointed at Death with her toes and shouted with a large grin on her face. “Death! How dare you hide them away from me! I almost shat my tiny, little fragile heart out when I lost those two’s signal.” She instantly jumped above Arad and Gojo, grabbing Death by the face and stretching her cheeks out.

“I didn’t hide them. You’re the one who hate looking at me.” Death replied with a flat voice, not bothered by Yog almost ripping her cheeks off.

Just as Death said, Yog can see her true form in all of its horrid and disgusting glory. So to protect her eyes from the gross and hideous crime against all that is beautiful, she almost never looks at death directly. That’s why magic stopped working the moment Arad and Gojo got close to Death.

It wasn’t that Death snared them away from Yog; Yog simply never extended her tendrils anywhere near Death.

Yog froze for a second. “Can’t say anything against that. But, don’t it take against me, I’m not the one who looks like every rotten corpse that ever existed, all conjoined into a gory mess.”

She then took a deep breath, the frown returning to her face.

“But, you’re damn right. I’m taking them away. Why did you even come here?” Yog kicked Death in the face and used the force of that kick to fly back, do a flip in the air, and land on the table right in front of Gojo.

She sat there, cross-legged, staring at Death with a grin and wiggling her toes. With her hands resting on her knees, she leaned a bit forward and smiled. “I already know what you’ll say, but speak it with your own mouth. It’s your right.”

Death glared at her for a long moment, then sighed. “I was about to offer them a solution. You know that Entropy is pissed because they are eating the universe’s energy, right? So, what if I gave them my death mark to snare the abominations?”

Hearing Death’s suggestion, Yog’s face changed quickly, and she tilted her head. “Hearing death spitting stupid shit isn’t as funny as I thought it would be. Speak, you got me interested. It sounds easier than finding where Entropy is hiding and shoving my fist in her chest.”

“I wanted to separate Gojo and Arad into two teams. Arad inside the universe, and Gojo outside it. The two of them would go their separate ways to hunt and kill abominations with my mark. I’ll then be able to suck those abominations into the universe and add them to the total count of energy. That way, Entropy would be happy. If we gave the universe more energy, she’ll be thrilled and may even cooperate with us in the future.”

Yog frowned, switching her legs as she tilted her head to the other side.

“Two problems. You won’t be able to turn those abominations into energy, and Stillness would be the one pissed next.” She then turned toward Gojo and Arad. “Are you hearing this? Even we, the gods, argue sometimes. Even if one of us is stupid and the other is hiding too many secrets that she becomes a little bitch.”

Gojo sighed with a tried face. “At least you’re aware. Mind changing a bit? Becoming less of a one?”

“Nuh-uh! I like myself this way. It makes it less likely for people to ask me for stuff.”

Death looked at them.

“Stillness won’t be pissed. The total amount of energy in the world should remain relatively stable since Arad would be eating whole worlds. And, Stillness is more tolerating than Entropy.”

“Subjective. Entropy and Stillness are just as hardheaded. But, go on.”

Death frowned, which was the first time she showed emotions since Arad and Gojo arrived.

“To turn those abominations into energy, we’ll need to have both Gracie and Shub do their part to rebirth them as parts of the universe.” Her eyes glowed with dark malice. “And if they dare rise against us, I can just snatch their souls. Because they would be in my domain.”

Yog nodded several times then sighed.

“So, with all of that. Would you mind telling me how Arad and Gojo will be able to sever the abominations’ link to Nyar? And speak carefully, one wrong word and you’ll be drinking my piss for the rest of time.” The entire room turned back and was covered with glowing green eyes, all glaring down at Death.

Death stood, a scythe appearing in her hand. “Fine, I’ll drink your piss till the end of time. But, I say we shouldn’t keep playing your game, unless you’re willing to explain a few more things.”

She swung the scythe, wrapping its edge around Yog’s neck. “What are you planning,? Guardian of the Gate!”

She smiled. “Ah, simple. I want to make Gojo the next Overgod; in fact, I already did.”