The dragon's harem

Eris and Amaterasu floated through the lightless void. They looked slow, but in reality, they moved at a speed that no one should be allowed to achieve.

The speed that Amaterasu could achieve was simply mind-boggling.

Eris could sense the power pulling them forward toward whatever Amaterasu spawned, but she couldn’t get a clear grasp on their speed.

Amaterasu used a combination of gravity, space bending, and raw firepower to propel herself and Eris at a speed nearing light, turning them into two rays of radiant light flying through the dark void of nothingness like shooting stars.

Looking at Amaterasu’s back, and just out of curiosity, Eris decided to ask.

“How fast can you go?”

Amaterasu slowly turned her head and looked at her with a smile. “As fast as I want or need. You can’t endure moving at the speed of light, so I’m not attempting to reach it.” She looked around, “I’d say we’re going at around 70%.”

She then giggled. “Doesn’t feel sad, you being a goddess and all, yet you can’t move as fast as that little halfling Betty.”

Eris smiled. “She has the blood of light dragons, and I doubt she can sustain that speed for long. I bet running around the entire mortal world would take less than a second, so she can do it. But flying here takes minutes, she’ll have to stop.”

Amaterasu nodded with a happy smile. “Exactly. So don’t put pressure on her in the future.”

Eris looked around. Since they were in the lightless void, they looked stationary.

“How fast can you go? I meant your max speed. I know light dragons can move at the speed of light, and Arad’s mother claimed she can surpass it. But what about you?”

That was a good question that almost no one asked Amaterasu about. Simply because she never needed to move at those high speeds before.

Amaterasu looked at her, giggled, and then looked at her archons. “Did you hear that. She’s asking if someone can stand above me at something.”

The archons didn’t laugh, but instead nodded. “Sorry, lovely Eris. I’m still faster, for a few reasons.”

She pointed at her feet. “First, even though I’d rather my beautiful toes never touch anything. My legs can still run and have enough raw power to kick the entire mortal world out of orbit. This is the first layer of speed, physical.”

Eris stared at her with a deadpan face. “You let people suck your toes…”

Amaterasu puffed her cheek. “That’s the difference between ’Anything’ and ’Anyone’.”

She wiggled her toes a bit then pulled her feet back, weaving a string of light. “Second, the limit of speed is light. Nothing can reach the speed of light besides light itself, and getting near it is the ceiling of the universe’s binding rules. So light dragons are capped that way.”

“But baby, speed is distance crossed through time… gravity bends space and time. The void dragons and I have so much in common.” She looked at her with a grin.

“Don’t call me baby…” Eris sighed, and Amaterasu approached her. “You’re still a baby sun to me. So I’ll call you my sweet little baby as much as I want.”

She giggled then backed away before Eris could push her.

“Did you know? While Tiamat bore the first void dragon, that baby died because Tiamat wasn’t able to bear an egg durable enough to hold them?”

She tapped her belly. “So we had Yog remove the second child from her womb and plant it inside me. I dealt with the pregnancy and managed to make an egg durable enough to contain them.”

Just hearing them made Eris recoil. Is this goddess telling her that while Tiamat, the goddess of chromatic dragons, wasn’t able to give birth to the void dragons, she came out of nowhere and did it for her?

She leaned back. “So, the first void dragon has one father, but two mothers, three mothers if you counted Yog, who did the transplant, and four if you counted the Mother of All Life, who took care of them and made it so they won’t die during the transplant.”

Just how powerful and capable is this goddess? Eris couldn’t wrap her head around what Amaterasu was saying.

“Are you serious?” Eris rubbed her eyes and Amaterasu nodded.

“Of course. And that’s just thing.” She looked at her archons with a smug smile. “I bet I can get 90% of the gods to suck my toes just as a thank for what I helped them with.” She licked her lips. “Take the Mother of All Life for example. Without me creating planets suitable to bear life, she can’t do anything.”

One of the archons smiled, lowering her head in a bow. “When a sun dies in a supernova, all kinds of matter are created. So, in a sense, Amaterasu forged most of the matter of the world, and that matter is what’s used now as the basis for everything. A water goddess would be in debt to Amaterasu because if she didn’t create oxygen and hydrogen, water wouldn’t exist.”

Another archon bowed. “Add to that, in the time before the first overgod AO disappearance and the emergence of the current overgod, Amaterasu ruled the divine pantheon and kept order in the heavens. Without her, the gods would’ve torn each other to pieces and turned the universe into a boiling battlefield eons ago.”

Amaterasu pointed at Eris. “You as well, in a few thousand years, I can see you sucking on my toes for many reasons. It’s just a fact, every god always ends up needing my help.”

She pointed at the horizon, “Can you see it now? We’re actually going to see what I used as a base to make a void dragon eggshell.”

Just seconds later, the two arrived. In front of them was a massive black sphere engulfed by a blindingly hot accretion disk.

Everything around the black sphere twisted and contorted; It bent light and shifted space, just like a black hole.

The fallen gods got burned by the incandescent flames of the accretion disk. Matter was forced to spin around the black sphere at speeds nearing the speed of light, which generated so much heat and friction that it became hotter than many smaller suns.

A tenebrous sphere adorned by a halo of pure light and radiance, a scene only someone like Amaterasu could make.

She could swear the fallen gods were screaming, but in the dead silence of the void, their voice could never reach her. She could only sense their painful deaths thanks to her murder portfolio and affinity for gruesome death.

“Is this a black hole? Arad has one, but his is much smaller than this.”

Amaterasu giggled. “It’s not. This is a Gravastar.” She floated closer to Eris and made a large couch of white mist. “Take a seat and watch. You’re a sun, so you’d better learn about your own biology and power.”

She licked her lips. “Otherwise, you’ll end begging me for help later on.”