Transmigrated As A Stepdad In A Fantasy Doujin World

Chapter 44: 44. The Mission

The Goddess’s grip on his fick through his trousers tightened just enough to keep the scalding soul-deep resonance burning through Kael’s nervous system.

The pink sky above them swirled with darker stormier hues of violet as her ancient grievance bled into the very fabric of her shrinking realm.

”That self-righteous bitch did not just tear down my altars,” the Goddess continued, her voice dropping into a dangerous dark murmur that vibrated directly against Kael’s collarbone.

”She cultivated an entire system to feed her own divinity. She planted her holy churches and religious temples across every corner of the continent, raising millions of blind obedient pets to worship her name and fuel her absolute light.”

Kael kept his breathing measured, absorbing every detail despite the intense physical and spiritual heat coiling in his gut.

The soft weight of her bare breasts pressed against his side, the smooth heat of her skin seeping through his clothes.

Even while listening he could not fully ignore the perfect curve of her waist or the way her long golden hair spilled over one shoulder and brushed against his arm like living silk.

”And the other primordial forces?” Kael asked, keeping his composure tight.

”Surely you were not the only one she targeted.”

A cold mocking smirk curved the Goddess’s lips.

”The Goddess of Sin,” she spat, the title laced with disgust.

”Even now that hypocritical Light bitch is locked in an unending war with her for dominance over the mortal realm. Make no mistake, Kael. The Goddess of Sin is a treacherous vile bitch in her own right. But between the two of them I want the Goddess of Light broken first.”

Her golden eyes burned down into Kael’s with ruthless intensity.

Up close the perfection of her form was almost painful to look at.

Smooth porcelain skin without a single flaw. Full high breasts that rose and fell with each breath, the pink nipples slightly puffed making Kael wonder how would it feel in his mouth.

The soft line of her stomach led down to the shadowed junction of her crossed thighs, and even the simple act of sitting radiated an effortless divine beauty that made mortal women feel incomplete by comparison.

”The Goddess of Sin is an ugly chaotic being, but that Light bitch hides her tyranny behind grand speeches and holy blessings. Her holy knights and high priests enforce her dogma, starving out any god who dares tap into the true unfiltered nature of mortal desire. She crushed my temples, erased my name, and turned my sacred domain into a taboo.”

She shifted her body slightly.

Her soft bare thighs squeezed Kael’s waist tighter as she leaned her lips against his ear.

The movement pressed her breasts more firmly against him, the warm weight of them impossible to ignore.

”Your task is simple yet dangerous,” the Goddess whispered, her breath brushing his neck like a trail of flame.

”I need you to infiltrate her fold. You will join the side of the Goddess of Light.”

Kael’s eyes narrowed slightly.

”Infiltrate? Will her high priests or holy sight detect your mark on my soul?”

A wicked melodious chuckle escaped her throat.

”Don’t worry, they won’t see the mark of me on your body. After all, your body has some especial traits of its own.”

Her fingers tightened slightly around his cock, tracing the hard ridge beneath the fabric with deliberate precision.

Each slow stroke sent another wave of divine heat through him, making it harder to keep his thoughts ordered.

”In a few months candidates across the continent will gather at the Central Academy,” she continued, her tone laced with dark amusement.

”Among them are individuals chosen to receive the blessing of the Light Goddess, groomed to become her grand champions. I want you to enroll in the Academy alongside them.”

”And my objective?” Kael asked, his teeth gritting as a fresh wave of divine resonance throbbed through his groin.

”You will corrupt them,” she purred, her golden eyes flashing with ruthless intent.

”Break their purity. Turn their absolute devotion into unbridled filthy desire. Drag her prospective champions down until they become my followers through you. And if you manage to corrupt even a single one of those blessed candidates...”

Her hand applied a sudden firm squeeze around his hardened shaft through his trousers, just enough pressure to send an intense explosive jolt of pleasure straight to his core without causing physical pain.

”Nnngh...” Kael let out a low rough groan, his hips twitching involuntarily in her lap as his vision blurred for a fraction of a second from the heightened divine bliss.

”If you do that,” she whispered against his lips, her smile dripping with promise,

”I will grant you a reward of your exact liking. Power, skills, or even a piece of my self... whatever your greedy soul desires.”

Kael stared at her radiant unblemished face.

His gaze shifted down to the soft heavy curve of her bare breasts, the way the pink nipples stood out against the pale skin, the smooth plane of her stomach, and the elegant line of her throat.

Pressed against her furnace-hot body and feeling the absolute power radiating from her form, a dark soaring ambition flared in his chest.

He looked straight into her glowing golden eyes.

”I want you to be my wife when I complete my mission,” Kael said, his voice entirely steady and devoid of hesitation.

Moving without permission he reached up and let his fingers brush against her soft pale breast, his thumb lightly grazing the erect puffed pink nipple.

The skin was impossibly smooth and warm, carrying a faint divine pulse that made his fingertips tingle.

The Goddess did not strike him down.

Instead a sharp dark smirk curved her lips.

”A bold little mortal,” she whispered.

Before Kael could react her hand shot out. Her fingers dug firmly into his jaw.

She pulled his face forward and pressed her full warm lips directly against his.

The kiss was brief, but the moment her tongue slid past his teeth the divine intoxicating taste of her saliva flooded his senses.

It felt like pure liquid divinity coating his tongue.

A blinding jolt of absolute soul-shattering pleasure exploded through Kael’s nervous system, forcing his entire lower body to throb violently.

He teetered on the edge of a sudden climax right then and there.

An invisible force slammed into his chest, flinging him backward across the black glass floor.

Kael skidded to a halt several yards away, landing on his hands and knees, gasping for air as his vision slowly cleared.

The Goddess sat high on her throne looking down at him with an amused superior gaze as the pink sky behind her began to fracture and tear apart.

Even from this distance the perfection of her naked form remained clear: the elegant slope of her shoulders, the full weight of her breasts, the long golden hair that framed her face like a living crown, and the absolute confidence in every line of her body.

”I chose you as my successor,” her voice echoed across the collapsing realm, thick with ancient authority and a sharp teasing edge.

”Which means I do intend for you to become my husband. But if you want to stand beside me as an equal you need to grow far stronger than you are now. Right now you are still just a puny mortal with a weak body.”

She leaned forward slightly, her smile turning mysterious and dangerous as darkness consumed the edges of his vision.

”Do your best to survive out there, Kael. Remember, if you are caught by that hypocritical bitch she will erase your soul without a second thought. And one last warning... be careful of your wife back home. She is no ordinary being.”

Before Kael could ask what she meant the pink realm shattered like glass and total darkness swallowed his consciousness once more.

Kael gasped for air, his lungs expanding sharply as the cold crisp night air of Grayhollow rushed back into his chest.

The weight of the black glass floor vanished, replaced by the damp coarse dirt of the road beneath his palms.

His body lay sprawled just yards away from the front gate of his house.

The shattered fragments of the Goddess’s divine realm dissolved into nothingness, leaving only the quiet hum of nocturnal insects and the faint flickering lanterns of the town.

He pushed himself up slowly, fingers digging into the dirt as he braced his body against the ground.

His heart pounded violently against his ribs, blood still running hot from the lingering electric heat of her touch.

Beneath his trousers his little brother twitched, heavily swollen and throbbing from the divine resonance that had nearly driven him to climax only moments prior.

He took a long slow breath, forcing his pulse to settle and his mind to sharp ice-cold clarity.

’A puny mortal...’ Kael thought, a dark silent laugh echoing in his mind as he brushed the dirt from his clothes.

’And she wants me to infiltrate the Light Goddess’s faction, corrupt the blessed candidates at the Central Academy before I can claim her as mine.’

His eyes narrowed as he recalled her parting warning.

’Be careful of your wife... she is no ordinary being.’

Isolde.

The piece of the puzzle he had been steadily maneuvering around was far more complex than a simple obstacle.

Whatever secrets she harbored only reaffirmed his immediate course of action.

Kael stood at full height, boots planting firmly on the cobblestone path leading to his doorstep.

The grand games of primordial deities, the threat of the Goddess of Light, and the impending move to the Central Academy were all battles for the future.

Right now his goal remained entirely unchanged.

He needed power. He needed mana. He needed to bridge the pathetic gap in his physical vessel before any enemy, mortal or divine, could press him to his knees.

He would use the system, bend the women around him to his will, and raise his foundation until no one could threaten what belonged to him or those under his protection.

Kael walked up the wooden porch steps and reached for the iron handle.

He expected it to be bolted tight, but as his palm turned the latch the heavy oak door gave way effortlessly and swung inward with a soft creak.

’They did not even lock the door for me,’ Kael observed inwardly, his eyes adjusting to the quiet dim interior as he stepped across the threshold.