Endless Path : Infinite Cosmos

Though it hadn't been his original intention, none of the Inner Sanctum's residents were surprised when Vahn expressed his desire to restructure Olympus. Rather, they seemed to have anticipated it, Da Vinci even going so far as to prepare an administrative system to help govern in his stead. There had never been a doubt in her mind that his busy-body nature wouldn't come into play. Thus, with a vested interest in the technology of Olympus, she had prepared numerous measures to ensure order and stability returned to the devastated region.In the end, Vahn became the new ruler of Mount Olympus, even if it was in name and title alone. The actual governance was left to the system designed by Da Vinci, leaving the Gods acting as little more than guarantors. This left Goddesses like Athena relatively bitter, but, after losing against every main combatant within the Empire, Vahn included, she stopped causing trouble. As for Hestia and Hecate, the former turned out to be more eccentric than expected while the latter, after a reunion with Circe and Medea, became surprisingly agreeable. She still pestered him like an In-Law, but it was nothing compared to the expectations he had built up after their first meeting...With Olympus serving as the prime example, Vahn's intentions shifted from arbitrarily killing Gods to negotiating with them. He was already well aware of the fact that most Gods weren't actually evil, so, with the exception of Gods who were known to mistreat other races, Vahn wasn't unwilling to reach a compromise. Most Gods would give way to a higher authority, and, with Gaia, Alaya, Tiamat, and Amaterasu on his side, it didn't take much to 'convince' them to either obey or stay within their own Textures.Regardless of whether or not they chose to obey the Common Law or remain in their own Textures, Vahn forced every God to sign a binding contract, not with him, but with Gaia. Their Divine Authority was 'borrowed' from her, so, if they ever went against the terms they had agreed upon, their powers would be stripped from them. As for the few Solar Deities that remained, they were either freed from their prison, subsumed by Amaterasu, or sealed away with the Textures they had become fond of...When everything was said and done, more than three years had passed on the Surface, equating to more than twenty within the Projection. A lot had changed in this period of time, including most of Vahn's children growing into teens that spent most of their time outside the Projection. The only real exception to this was Sophia, as, after attending school for a single day, she completely lost interest in even trying to associate with her 'peers'. As a result, she had grown into a beautiful young woman who could give Da Vinci, Isanna, and Naavi a run for their money.In this same time period, a number of changes in the interpersonal relationships between the Inner Sanctum's residents had occurred. The most noteworthy change was brought about by the maturity and subsequent 'graduation' of the Designer Babies. Vahn had even officially knighted Sakura, Mash, Astrid, and Zoe once they graduated from the Clock Tower and passed their Knight Selection Trial. As for Alex, he decided to follow in Siegfried's footsteps, becoming a wanderer who helped everyone he came across. This resulted in him gradually becoming the youngest member of the Designer Babies, allowing even Juliet, a proud Maid of the Inner Sanctum, to surpass him.As could be expected, the Knighting of Sakura and Mash had some rather immediate consequences. This included accepting Mash's feelings, and, after several hours of tense silence, granting Galahad permission to marry Sakura. With this, the former happily became a permanent member of the Inner Sanctum whilst Sakura, as if to drive a stake into Vahn's bleeding heart, ended up getting pregnant less than two months after her honeymoon.Though he was well over two-hundred years old at the time, Vahn felt more nervous about being a grandfather than being a father. There was something about seeing his daughter going through the stages of pregnancy that worried him to no end. As a result, he took his frustrations out on Galahad, forcing the reserved Knight to tolerate his grievances until Sakura intervened, lecturing him quite a bit in the process. After that, Vahn could only complain to Rin, who, unlike him, seemed to take the matter in stride...Despite his misgivings, Vahn dutifully delivered his grandson once Sakura was ready to give birth. It was a relatively awkward affair, but, with Sakura herself asking that he perform the procedure, it was impossible for him to refuse. Afterward, though he never actually hated Galahad, Vahn suddenly felt like the man had become a part of his family. Seeing him on the verge of tears as he and Sakura held their firstborn son made it impossible to have any hard feelings toward him. Rather, if it came down to it, Vahn had no doubt in his mind that Galahad would sacrifice everything to protect his daughter, making him more than worthy as both a husband and father...Following the birth of his grandson, Ren Aldrnari Mason, meaning 'lotus', only Artoria remained with child. This concerned many of the Inner Sanctum's residents, but, knowing it wasn't even considered 'long' from the perspective of a True Dragon, Vahn wasn't too worried. The only thing preventing the little hatchling from being born was the fact that Artoria enjoyed being pregnant. She felt no need to force the matter, either, so, whenever someone brought it up, she would simply laugh it off.Using his ability to read the Flow of Fate, Vahn knew that Artoria's pregnancy, on average, would last around one-hundred years. He could, of course, speed up the process considerably, but, after seeing Artoria lying lazily on the sofa, affectionately stroking her belly, any desire he had to force the matter had evaporated. Instead, he would often join her, gently embracing her from behind as the lay lazily on the sofa for hours at a time...---With a stern expression on his face, Vahn stared back at the woman, who, at this point, had become a carbon-copy of his Shishou. The only difference was, instead of wearing a purple bodysuit, she was attired in the regulation armor of the Imperial Knights. This always created a sense of incongruity in Vahn's heart, but, in spite of this, he wielded the yet-unnamed Asauchi in his hand, adopting a loose stance as he muttered, "Your move..."Without any visible hesitation, Scáthach's body became a blur of white, gold, and dark purple as she turned into a veritable tempest. Her spear, colored in a characteristic blood-red, created vibrant trails of light that cut off all paths of retreat. Some of the trails even altered causality, bending cause and effect to ensure the attack couldn't be dodged.Seeing the torrent of blows targetting each of his vital points, Vahn's pupils transitioned from their usual aquamarine to a vibrant gold for a brief moment. Time seemed to stagnate in response to this change, allowing him to see the always-interesting sight of Scáthach, her body twisted in multiple forms that were all melded together into a singular whole. Though she only wielded a single spear, her movements split into seven unique trajectories, each as real as the others...After admiring Scáthach's ever-impressive display of skill, Vahn's body began to move without him needing to direct it. In the time it took for his fist to make contact with her abdomen, he could have counted to more than a hundred, but, in actuality, not even a millisecond had passed. It was like the world had been frozen around him, allowing only his painfully slow movements to proceed without pause...Immediately after his fist made contact, Vahn felt as if time had sped up thousands of times in an instant. Most of Scáthach's attacks spontaneously ceased to exist, leaving only a single trail to swipe harmlessly next to his face as the woman in question was sent flying like a cannonball. This wasn't even remotely enough to take her out of the fight, however, leaving the hair on Vahn's neck tingling as a spatial tear appeared right behind him.With a quick twist of his head, Vahn managed to evade the sudden sneak attack, the edge of the spear nearly cresting the tip of his nose. At the exact same moment, Scáthach created a foothold in mid-air, using [Koku Shundo] to immediately close the distance as her previous spear erupted in an explosion of scarlet energy. She ignored the shockwave that impacted her body, attempting to plant her own palm against her Master's chest, but, like a mantis catching a cicada, Vahn's hand instantly moved to grasp her wrist.Once the fiery plume of energy faded away, Vahn was revealed to have an amused smile on his face. His hair was forced to the side in a rather comical fashion, but, as if it remembered the shape it was supposed to be in, it quickly fixed itself as he said, "You never cease to amaze me. Tell me, how have your matches with Mordred been going...?"After staring at where her Master was holding her wrist, a very light flush colored Scáthach's cheeks as she answered, "She has improved a lot, but I'm still leading with 2473 victories and zero losses..."Hearing Scáthach's answer, Vahn felt like he could hear Mordred crying out for justice in the back of his mind. He knew they had a bit of a one-sided rivalry between them, but, with Scáthach improving at a monstrous rate, it was very difficult to surpass her. Even without the [Wisdom of the Haunted Ground], she subconsciously remembered all of her skills and abilities. The only thing that prevented her from winning against him was the vast, almost insurmountable, difference in Parameters.Releasing Scáthach's wrist from his grasp, Vahn nearly chuckled when he saw her how disheartened her expression became. She had become rather fond of him over the years, and, though there was always a bit of distance between them, Vahn appreciated her quite a bit. At this point, the only thing preventing them from moving forward with their relationship was the inhibitions he had developed after the death of her 'original'. Even then, it would only take her expressing her intentions for him to finally relent...Though she was unaware of her Master's thoughts, Scáthach seemed to be building up her courage as she absentmindedly stared at his lips. She had received a lot of advice lately, but, knowing of the trouble her original self had caused, she was afraid he would ultimately refuse her. After that, there would be no way to heal their relationship, so, despite the assurance of others, she was afraid to give voice to her feelings...Due to the 'support' of others within the Inner Sanctum, Vahn and Scáthach often found themselves alone together during normal training hours. He had also been lectured quite a bit about pressuring the heart of a maiden, so, after seeing Scáthach gradually lower her eyes, Vahn released an internal sigh before asking, "How do you feel about me, Scáthach? And no, I don't mean as your Lord and Master...tell me truthfully how you feel..."To give her a little courage, Vahn gingerly traced his finger along Scáthach's chin, compelling her to look up at him as their faces became marginally closer together. This caused her eyes to gradually widen, and, after swallowing audibly, she answered, "I don't...know...all I know is that my heart hurts when we are apart...I want to be at your side...I want to be wanted..."While not exactly the words he was looking for, Vahn internally remarked ("Close enough...") as he slowly closed the remaining distance between their lips. It probably wasn't fair to think she actually knew what love was, as, even after thousands of years, her original wasn't able to figure it out. All she really knew was an instinctual desire to break free from the loneliness locked away deep within her subconscious. This was something he could grant her, so, without further ado, he decided to teach her what love was using his own methods...After a long, passionate, and surprisingly tame kiss, Vahn separated his lips from Scáthach, who, from the very beginning, had practically frozen in place as she instinctually reciprocated his kiss. He could tell she was forcibly restraining her own desires, allowing him to do everything in spite of the fact her body 'wanted' to respond more fervently.Understanding his responsibility, Vahn eyed the Asauchi in his right hand before splitting his body in two. This caused Scáthach's eyes to open even wider than before, her face turning completely scarlet as wayward thoughts began racing through her mind.Seeing his former Master-turned-Apprentice's reaction, Vahn struggled to restrain his laughter as he lightly pat himself on the shoulder and exited the training orb. He still had numerous uncertainties regarding the Asauchi, especially with nearly thirty-seven years passing, so Vahn was unwilling to let it separate from his 'main' body. As a result, he could only leave himself to deal with Scáthach, taking the Asauchi to play elsewhere...---After finding a place atop one of the Ivory Castle's Wizard Towers, Vahn gazed out over Avalon with a contented smile on his face. It was still the same peaceful and pristine land as before, but, with the passage of time, the overall population had eclipsed ten million. If you looked towards the direction of the port, it was now possible to find tens-of-thousands of aesthetically pleasing buildings, many combining the sensibilities of Japanese architecture with more futuristic designs.With his domain now stretching more than eighteen kilometers, Vahn could 'see' the myriad peoples of Avalon going about their daily lives with smiles on their faces. Humans weren't even the dominant population so it was possible to see Companions, Fae, and even Yokai walking around. They all lived in relative harmony with each other, rarely requiring direct intervention. Even then, it was usually just to settle a drunken dispute after a few colleagues had too much to drink.At this point, the first three phases of Vahn's plan were nearing, or at, completion. The only thing he was waiting for was the construction of the Supercolonies, but, with steadily rising support and rapid technological advancements, it wouldn't be long before they were completed. He had even used the Holy Grail created by Illya to deal with some growing issues, primarily things like disease and famine, so things were going exceptionally well, all things considered...With his smile gradually increasing, Vahn turned to the Asauchi laying across his lap, musing, "Now, if only I could get you to wake up...seriously, how long are you going to keep sleeping? Am I doing something wrong...?"Originally, six years was supposed to be the average for awakening a Zanpakutou Spirit, but, due to his usage of Marble Phantasms and Spirit Time Orbs, Vahn's age was nearing 250 years old. Now, it felt like a literal lifetime had passed since he forged the Asauchi, but, other than the occasional hum, it showed no signs of awakening. It was a truly troublesome matter, especially with a certain sakura-haired sword otaku constantly pestering him about forging another...In response to Vahn's musings, the Asauchi released a pleasant hum, which, in his ears, sounded like it was saying, "Don't rush me. I'll wake up when I'm good and ready!".Shaking his head, Vahn issued a dry laugh before pulling out an oil rag and meticulously polishing the Asauchi's blade. This caused it to release a steady and persistent hum, seemingly satisfied by the fact he was spoiling it.Though he would never vocalize it, Vahn was pretty sure his Zanpakutou had already awoken, but, as it was very spoiled, it pretended to remain asleep. He had no way to confirm this, however, so, rather than make a big deal out of it, he patiently awaited the day when its voice resonated in his ears. This process could probably be sped up if he faced a powerful opponent, but, with few enemies posing a legitimate threat to him, this was largely just speculation...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Poor Galahad xD...','I feel a great disturbance...almost as if thousands of voices cried out, demanding justice...','TFW you spoil your Zanpakutou to the point it refuses to wake up...')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

After picking up Altera, Vahn teleported directly to Mount Olympus' centermost region, a massive chamber that, at a glance, appeared to be an open amphitheater. Here, thousands of automatons modeled to look like Greek soldiers could be found covering nearly every surface of the floor. There were also a number of humanoid figures that must have been Demigods, but, due to the amount of damage they had sustained, it was difficult to ascertain what they must have looked like during life.Amidst this veritable ocean of corpses, a large wolf-like creature with ghostly blue flames covering the majority of its body could be seen devastating the few surviving members of Olympus' security forces. This was Illya in her transformed state, now appearing almost exactly like a grown version of Cath Palug, appearing simultaneously adorable yet ferocious at the same time...Though Illya's transformation drew the most attention, Vahn's senses easily detected the presence of his beloved Empress, bringing a smile to his face when he saw her walking along the periphery like an untouchable Goddess. She was wearing her bunny-like raiment, but, contrasting past versions of the peculiar attire, she also had on a pure white fur coat that gracefully flowed as she moved. Since she was constantly using [Avalon], all damage was mitigated in its entirety, and, as a result, she was able to capture and disable her foes with impunity.What was truly terrifying about Artoria's abilities wasn't the fact she had almost unrivaled offensive and defensive might, but, as a Goddess of Fortune, she could control Luck in a similar way to Naavi. As a result, her foes would randomly trip, fail to release their spells, or even commit friendly fire as a result of unexpected deviations in their attack trajectory. There was even one instance where a pillar, seemingly undamaged from the fight, spontaneously cracked before pinning an unsuspecting group of automatons to the ground...Due to being awed by the presence of his bunny-like Empress, Vahn was nearly swept off his feet when a bluish-white figure spontaneously appeared in his periphery, nuzzling against him with soft and squishy fur-covered cheeks. This was obviously Illya, causing him to laugh aloud while rubbing his own cheek against her giant face. She was currently around five meters tall and seven meters long, excluding tail and ears, so her head was big though that he couldn't even wrap his arms around her properly.Seeing their hated enemy suddenly appear elsewhere, a group of Demigods, led by a burly man with bronzed skin and unkept purple hair, raised a golden spear in the air as he shouted, "The beast flees! Give it no quarter...!"Following his outburst, the man threw his spear with enough force to create a series of shockwaves. In spite of this, Illya just flicked her tail, seemingly at random, batting the projectile aside as if it was little more than a toothpick. This didn't actually deter the Demigods from continuing their advance, largely due to the conditioning they had experienced since birth, but it made it very clear where they stood in relation to Illya's power.While still snuggling with Illya, Vahn adopted a wry smile as he looked towards Altera and said, "I'll leave it to you."Without requiring clarification, Altera became like a living tempest as she charged to meet the group of Demigods directly. They were a little stronger than those on the surface, but, against a Tier 5 who embodied destruction, the outcome was determined before the battle even began...---Having looted most of the treasures contained within Zeus' vault, Vahn was carrying a large number of Divine Artifacts in a sling over his back. He hadn't been too surprised to find Artifacts belonging to the other Olympian Gods present, as, at some point in the distant past, there seemed to be some kind of conflict among the Olympians. Though the others were still alive in another Sub-Texture, they had basically been imprisoned there in their Avatars, their true forms having already been destroyed.Now that Zeus' tyranny had been brought to an end, Vahn was intending to either put Demeter in control or negotiate with the surviving Olympians to have them rule over the Olympus Texture. The surviving Demigods still needed the leadership of their parents in order to overcome this setback, and, since he wasn't willing to commit genocide, Vahn had the responsibility of placing a suitable guardian in charge of them.Fortunately, Demeter seemed to be the most caring of the Olympians, choosing to live among them rather than rule from above. It shouldn't take much effort to convince her to pursue peace, allowing her to guide the remaining Demigods away from the pursuit of vengeance. She would also have the support of Goddesses like Hestia and Hecate, so, with careful administration, there was a fair chance those born in Olympus would one day be able to live amongst the Surface dwellers without causing too much trouble.With this in mind, Vahn quickly teleported back to the Surface, turning over the Divine Artifacts to Da Vinci so that she could begin studying them immediately. It would take some time, but, with Da Vinci leading the project, it wouldn't be long before she uncovered all of their secrets. Knowing her, there was even a chance she could reverse engineer the Olympians themselves after scrutinizing the data and examining Demeter's True Body. This, of course, required the cooperation of Demeter herself, so, after reuniting Tiamat with Alaya and Gaia, Vahn returned to the Reverse Side, this time teleporting near what appeared to be a giant 'fruit' that had been cracked open.Demeter was responsible for food production, waste management, and the harvesting of natural resources. She was also responsible for terraforming planets, making them conducive to lifeforms that, in essence, provided sustenance for the Gods. As a result, her True Body was a peculiar sphere with a greenish-blue exterior and a pink, somewhat fleshy, interior. The top had two pink wings that didn't seem to serve a purpose, while, near the base, a strange metallic protrusion, set with a giant eye, closely observed the daily lives of her 'children'.One of the main reasons behind why Demeter was spared, other than the fact she didn't seem nearly as corrupted as the other Olympians, was her True Body housed a databank similar to the Moon Cell. Inside, billions of different lifeforms had their genetic code sequenced and stored. At the centermost region, there were even tens-of-thousands of fleshy nodes that served as artificial wombs, allowing her to birth a breeding population of virtually any species the Olympians had ever encountered.It wasn't an exaggeration to say that, with a bit of help, Demeter could effectively repopulate entire planets. She even had a Divine Authority related to Motherhood, one brought with her, not one she had usurped from another. This made her exceptionally important to the Empire, as, even if she was unwilling to cooperate directly, there was a good chance she would allow Da Vinci to research and analyze her systems in exchange for peace between the Olympus Texture and the Empire...Not too surprisingly, Demeter's True Body began to open as Vahn neared the surprisingly fragrant interior. There was a mellow, fruity, aroma that seemed to pervade the senses, and, though it was a little strange to see velvety membranes of flesh expand and contract like automatic doors, Vahn was able to proceed without any discernible discomfort. Rather, the deeper he descended into Demeter's True Body, the more potent the fragrance became, eventually reaching levels of saturation that could rival the rainforest in humidity.By the time Vahn reached the innermost region of Demeter's True Body, he was forced to create a membrane of protection around his body just to prevent his clothes from being soaked through. A palpable pink mist made it impossible to see more than a few meters, but, through his domain, Vahn was able to sense thousands of different organisms writhing about within bioluminescent incubation chambers. It was a rather unnerving sight, as Demeter's interior was almost indistinguishable from a living organism. There was even an omnipresent heartbeat, and, if you listened closely, the sounds of biological processes such as blood pumping could be heard.Fortunately, after spending some time in Illya's Marble Phantasm, Vahn had grown accustomed to such sights. This didn't completely remove the feeling of incongruity in the back of his mind, but, as it ultimately didn't matter, he approached the only isolated incubation chamber among thousands. There, through a slightly transparent membrane, he could see a child-like version of Demeter curled up in a fetal position, rapidly advancing through the stages of development at a rate visible to the naked eye.Though it was a strange sight to witness, Vahn couldn't help feel a small amount of fascination as he placed his hand against the thin membrane, sending threads of Source Energy into the interior to try and understand the properties of the luminescent fluid. This caught the attention of the budding life within, causing 'Demeter' to open her eyes, staring back at him with a perpetual smile on her face...Just as Vahn was expecting Demeter to begin speaking to him, a different voice sounded out from the surroundings. His senses were largely obscured within the body of a Tier 5 entity so Vahn hadn't noticed the arrival of a young woman with uncannily similar features to Demeter. The only difference was, rather than wheat-colored hair, she had pale purple locks and slightly sharper features. She also lacked Demeter's perpetual smile, her face fixed into a look of blame as she asked, "Are you the one who destroyed my mother's body...?"Though not exactly accurate, Vahn didn't try to refute the woman's accusation. After all, Amaterasu and Arcueid were acting on his behalf, so, even if he didn't destroy Demeter's body, he still held a bit of responsibility in the matter. Thus, with a small nod, he answered, "In a sense..." before summoning [Enkidu] to prevent the woman's attack.Seeing resplendent golden chains appear out of thin air, the woman, Persephone, manifested what appeared to be a futuristic-looking scythe. This was the limit to her resistance, however, as [Enkidu] had already locked down the surrounding space before contracting to bind her in place. As a result, her power was completely sealed, causing Vahn to offer an apologetic smile as he added, "Though it is understandable that you would be upset, there is little sense in battling within this place. Do you intend to injure Demeter's True Body and destroy her still-developing avatar...?"As she couldn't muster up any power whatsoever, Persephone had little choice but to listen to the invader's words. She realized there was a fair amount of truth contained within them, and, if he really had destroyed her Mother's previous Terminal, she had virtually no hope of defeating him. Thus, with a rather venomous look in her eyes, she muttered, "I won't attack...so can you remove these chains?"Shaking his head, Vahn answered, "I wasn't born yesterday. You can wait there until Demeter finishes developing. At this rate, I don't imagine it will take more than an hour...?"Seemingly able to hear him, the teen-like Demeter within the incubation chamber nodded her head before, once again, curling into a fetal position with her eyes closed. She seemed to understand the futility in trying to resist, showing no discernible signs of retaliation in any of the currents Vahn was peering into. The only time she showed any hostility was when he injured or threatened the purple-haired Demigoddess, so, rather than rile her up, Vahn pulled out a comfortable chair, choosing to relax as the scythe-wielding beauty cursed him from within a soundproof barrier...---With the inclusion of Altera, and Vahn himself, the battle within the amphitheater concluded after a relatively short period of time. In the end, a little more than three-hundred Demigods had survived the conflict, around five percent of the total number of casualties if you included automatons and other support machines. As for why they had been spared, this was primarily due to the influence of Artoria's Divinity, allowing those with higher Luck to survive otherwise critical injuries.Ignoring the hateful stares of the seriously injured Demigods, Vahn released an internal sigh as he looked towards Artoria, Altera, and Illya, forcing a smile as he said, "You all did well. Zeus ended up falling faster than expected, so, after we pick up Fenrir, we can return home. I've already picked up Amaterasu and Arcueid so she is the last one remaining. Circe has already cooked up a sizeable feast so we shouldn't keep everyone waiting too long."Though they could tell Vahn was beginning to feel down about the amount of death that had been wrought as a result of his actions, Artoria and Illya decided to remain quiet. They would comfort him after the celebration had ended, once everyone was preparing to retire for the evening. This wasn't exactly their first time having to comfort their empathetic lover, so, once everything had settled, they would take him into one of the Marble Phantasms until he had made a full recovery...Without anyone protesting his decision, Vahn teleported everyone to the hidden chamber that once housed the Heart of Olympus. Now, the house-sized crystal had vanished in its entirety, replaced by a rather 'fat' wolf that was laying belly up with its tongue hanging out.Usually, Fenrir would waste no time in greeting him the moment he arrived, but, due to the difficulty of digesting the Heart of Olympus, she had passed out after growing to the size of a small cottage. It was probably the first time in her life she had been genuinely full, a contented smile visible on her canine face as the usually insatiable vortex in her stomach slowly processed the golden crystal that had inflated her belly.As he had already seen this scene in his visions, Vahn wasn't really surprised by Fenrir's current state. Everyone else, however, had incredulous looks on their face, as, a stark contrast to the midnight-blue she was known for, Fenrir currently had vibrant gold fur. She looked like a fluffy golden wolf pup that had been scaled to gigantic proportions. The only parts of her body that weren't gold were the tip of her tail, her underbelly, the fur around her paws, and the markings on her face. These placed became a vibrant white that seemed to radiate a small amount of light, further cementing the fact that Fenrir had undergone a 'very' drastic change.Before the other could recover from their stupor, Vahn took the initiative to collapse into Fenrir's thick coat of fur, causing her body to twitch happily as he nuzzled her underbelly and explained, "It isn't something you have to worry about. Once her body finishes refining all of the energy contained within the Heart of Olympus, her fur color will return to normal. This is just a byproduct of absorbing too much Divine Energy for her body to process all at once. Once she is able to convert her magical energy properly, it will take on a dark blue color with a ghostly tinge..."Due to the phenomenal amount of Divine Energy she had absorbed, Fenrir's body was currently a lot warmer than normal. In fact, just snuggling against her gave Vahn a strong urge to nap as her aroma and warmth always made him feel calm and relaxed. Now, these two things were even more potent, so, for a brief moment, Vahn couldn't even hear the responses of Artoria and Illya until the latter had called out to him several times.Seeing the girls looking toward him with concerned expressions, Vahn just laughed in a lighthearted manner before saying, "You have to try this. Once she returns to normal, her fur will feel somewhat cool to the touch. Right now, it's like resting against a warm cloud..."Though Artoria and Illya didn't immediately move, Altera was the type that took things literally, so, after hearing her Master's order, she also plopped face-down against Fenrir's underbelly, nuzzling into the thick layer of ridiculously soft fur. From Vahn's perspective, it was almost impossible to see her, almost like she had concealed herself within tall, pure-white, grass...(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'We have them on the ropes...!','Demeter's True Form is both amazing and terrifying xD...','A sudden reversal. Now, instead of Fenrir snuggling up to her Master, her Master snuggles up to her...!')https://bit.ly/2XBzAYu &lt;-(p.atreon link)paypal.me/EinlionDiscord Invite: https://discord.gg/Jwa8PKh

Chapter 1522: Weakness