Darkness in Heaven (Part Finale: How to train your Goddess)

A carriage made a loud creaking sound as it drove over the pavement.

Before my eyes were houses built from red bricks, the streets I'd grown to know so well. A sense of relief washed over me as I took in the usual streets of Axel again. Feeling like it'd been so long, a dawning sunbeam hitting my face as the sky slowly illuminated.

“AHHH! …AHHH…!”

My clothes had been returned to me. The black cleavage dress, the high heels that were a pain to walk in, and best of all: my earrings. I couldn't stop my hands from stroking my precious relic.

“AHHH! …AHHH! …AHHH…!”

I turned around and looked at Divane, who was hugging her head and screaming. Her height had massively reduced, now she was just a few heads taller than me. Though it was hard to tell since she'd fallen to her knees.

“Hey, you’re noisy.” I said, "Your plan failed. You're stuck down here with me until we defeat the Demon King, so you may as well get used to it."

“AHHH–!”

The goddess screamed as she pounced over to grab me.

Her strength stat hadn't diminished that much with her size reduction, probably some remaining level of power from heaven, as she grabbed my neck and **** slammed me into a nearby wall. The **** of it cracked the stone, though thankfully my defence was back up to maximum.

"SHUT UP!" She screamed. The high pitched wail was so bitter and angry, she was practically hissing with her vile breaths, any semblance of 'cute' now lost on that raging and crinkled face, "I CAN'T BE DOWN HERE! I'M POPULAR!"

"-cff!- R-really? Cause from where I s-stand you're j-just a loser with no followers!" I roared back at her, grabbing the hand on my throat and ripping her fingers away from me. I kicked off the wall and shouldered her bulky body. As she stumbled backwards and fell into a bush, I brushed myself off. "Now, listen to me."

She didn't. Divane's palms glowed pure white and she used her holy energy to push herself upwards. With as much energy as she could, she went to strike me with a divine punch...

"I'm letting you go."

It was enough to make her stop in her tracks, inches from my face. "...huh?"

I pushed her hand away and pointed at her, "There’s no point in us fighting, as there’s one rule that has to be followed before you can get what you want." My words rang true, and it was proven when she grit her teeth in frustration, "You want to return to heaven? Go ahead. But you'll have to kill the Demon King first."

The pouting woman folded her arms childishly, "That simpleton?! A measly demon with too much power and far too much time on his hand?! ..." She paused, considering it, "...and what if, somehow, this fool manages to trick me? Demons are very sneaky, you know."

"Maybe you'll need to spend some years training to become stronger, or gain a following again. But this should be healthy for you. A fresh start." I shrugged off her concern, "And if we’re stuck together, maybe I wouldn’t mind helping you through it."

"How very...ugh, noble of you." She grimaced, hugging her body but keeping calm again. “And why, pray tell, are you doing this for someone who tried to kill you?”

“Well, I’ve recently gone through some soul searching with Kazuma.” I admitted, looking up to the heavens and where Eris was probably healing him, “He loves me. It’s a stupid decision, but one I must respect by learning to love myself as well. And I just thought that…” My eyes looked over to this tall woman, raising her eyebrow at me, “...maybe you should learn to do the same. All this desire to be popular, all this power hungry manipulation…I fear that, deep down, you’re just a lonesome woman in need of friends. Like I once was.” I smiled. Hoping my words reached her for once.

I opened my hand to her and prompted her to do the same.

She stared at it for a while. Seemingly considering all of it. After about a minute, Divane began to walk over.

This seemed like the end. I'd check in on her from time to time, but in order to keep peace, I had to be the bigger person here.

Our hands reached out, so very close to embracing... when I saw a slight flash of malice in Divane's eyes.

Barely dodging in time, I threw my body backwards, barely avoiding a dagger of pure light from the goddess' other hand swiping just by my eyeballs.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I screamed, blocking the next swipe with my forearm as she continued slashing the light dagger at me.

She just kept pushing on, trying to pierce my skin with the dagger, “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! ‘Learn to love myself’?! You’re mocking me, aren’t you!” Divane hissed, kicking with her heel to continue her combo attack. “I am perfect! I am a beautiful singer goddess combo! I simply DESERVE to be popular!”

I had to dodge again as more attacks followed from the insane woman’s powerful limbs. Light burst from her eyes, a beam of pure energy scorching the floor where I’d stood and singed my dress. Punches landed to my gut, slashes dug into my skin, all while I failed to get much countering in through the confusion.

"Kill the Demon King?! Are you mad?! You think I want to go through all that boring hard work?!" The maniac laughed, "Maybe if I kill you now, I can just go back home and finish my plan! Or I'll just have that human all to myself down here! I'm not a glutton for punishment like some stinky masochist! And I don't want to be your ‘cheat item’ either! Why can't you just see how pretty I am and do everything for me!? I am the ultimate-"

"OH THAT IS ABSOLUTELY IT!"

I grabbed Divane by the robe and ran. Pushing her back with all my might, she punched my back but it was for naught. We travelled through a hedge, a sign, and eventually crashed through a wall into a nearby blacksmith’s shop.

She tumbled back, neither of us particularly hurt even as she landed amongst the rubble and blacksmith’s tools. I grabbed something off the wall and threw it at her.

"Normally your hands and legs are tied behind your back by these normally unbreakable chains!" I hissed in rage, seeing her hands suddenly snap together uncomfortably behind her. I picked her up by the dress and drove her to her knees. The only light around us to illuminate my rage was the blooming sun through the hole in the wall and the dull flames of the forge.

"You think I WANTED to let you go?! You think I WANTED to be the bigger person?! You’ve ruined one of the happiest nights of my life! And for what?! Just so you could be popular by taking advantage of my boyfriend?! I gave you a fucking chance you horrible bitch, but you can't even be the slightest bit godly for FIVE MINUTES!”

I struck her with my palm.

It felt like slapping a wall, her defence was out of this world. My hand pulsed in pain while she barely moved an inch from the attack.

"Ha! Stupid pain slut!" She laughed, barely even making an attempt to escape to mock me further, "I'm still a Goddess! The best Goddess with the best defence in all the heav-!" My palm struck her again, and again, and again. The pain was still present, but I kept hitting the goddess wall.

"Oi. Stop that."

"You talk a lot about you, but let’s talk about me.” I said while slapping her face again, “I am a woman" Slap "who has been holding back" Slap "her submissive and crazy urges" Slap "to try and get a boy to like me back." Slap "And as soon as I find one crazy enough to do it, fate rips him away from me, with you killing him!" Slap Slap Slap

She yawned, “Not my fault you like pain too much, bimbo.”

"I do like harsh physical stimulation, and there’s nothing wrong with that.” I told her, remembering the words Kazuma told me during our date to reinvigorate my slapping. “So why don’t you deal with it, if you love yourself so fucking much.” Slap! “You think living with a masochist is bad? Well, let's see how you like being one." Slap!

Finally, she dodged my hands, visibly worried about the implications after feeling bored with my attacks, "W-what do you mean?"

"Normally, for every slap I give you, you will gain one of my fetishes."

Her eyes went wide. All the new ideas and thoughts suddenly started invading her head.

I grabbed her hair and brought her towards me. The motion made her gasp out loud in a way that she hadn't expected from herself.

"Every errant thought, every perverted whim, all my submissive streaks and dripping wet dreams. But unlike me who’s had years of learning how to suppress it, you’ll be feeling the full brunt of it for the first time.” I brought her closer to me, so her eyes and mine were locked. “You and I are about to become very close, Divane.”

Divane was breathing hard.

Deep, long, and slightly ragged breaths. The kind of breathing I knew all too well.

This woman was suddenly, completely, irreversibly horny.

“I-It didn’t work…” She swallowed, laughing lightly at me even as sweat trickled down her face. “G-guess you’ll have to keep s-slapping me, huh?”

I could only smile.

“Oh!” Divane gasped as my hand struck her face, again and again. Slowly, it felt like her defence was weakening. Like she was manually making herself weaker to my attacks. “S-stop! You brute! S-stop~ You’re tearing me apart~”

Obviously, there was no way to tell how far she’d fallen, but only to reflect on my own thoughts would I be in her position right now. ‘These chains are so tight’, ‘her hand is so rough’, and of course the big one…

I quickly lifted her dress. It was large enough to feel like an entire rug pull. But when I did, we were both greeted by the beautiful sight of a very VERY wet pussy.

“How’s it feel to have years of perversion thrust into you?”

Her face went red and she looked away, but I pulled on her lip, dragging her forward and forcing her to answer. The perverse smile on her face was the first time Divane had looked actually genuine. The power of masochism really empowers her feelings, “I-I don’t… know what you mean...”

My hand reached down and lightly grazed her wet panties. I could feel her throb just on the drive by, and could see her eyes illuminate in feeling from the slightest touch. She didn’t need to confirm it, her body was doing enough for me.

“Hah~ How’s my p-perfect pussy feel?!” the old Divane shone through, “Is it not the most wonderful set of genitals you’ve ever felt?! I should think you would give up on the rest after you’ve tried mine!”

“Hmmm…no. Not gonna do that.”

The woman’s panties got even wetter. Her body convulsed, her spine curled, and a low moan echoed around the room, “NNG! Oh… oh my god… I-I never knew rejection could feel so… good! You’re such a nobody, yet you don’t want to spend the rest of your days worshipping me?! NNG!!” Divane talked herself into another microgasm. Seemed she’d gotten my penchant for being cucked.

I kept slapping her, though this time I aimed a little lower by slapping her massive tits around. One quickly bounced free from its loose cloth containment, making the woman orgasm slightly again at the voyeurism. The shocks shook her huge body, and it kept bumping weapons and tools off the shelves, or knocking into the furnace itself. Each slap of her sizable breasts sent satisfying ripples of reverberations up her chest, and I could feel how hard her nipples were as I attacked. The begging look on her panting face showed how far this awful woman had fallen already…

Honestly, the horny part of my monkey brain was getting jealous of this classic mind break scenario… but I could press on.

“Let’s get those imagination gears turning, shall we?” I cooed, activating my ability to control a room and sending images into her mind to ‘control the world’ as it was when I played with Tifa, Aerith and Cloud. “Let’s say I’m Beldia the Dullahan, and I’ve threatened to take you back to my castle to make you my sexy servant!”

Divane’s smile was so big and lewd now, drool poured from her mouth as she saw me as the evil headless knight. “No! A Goddess like me could never be yours! You’ll have to… have your way with me for days! Putting your horrid, rotten penis into my perfect, pristine body! But my pure heart will always be mine!”

I stroked her hair ever so gently and it made the woman cream her panties once more. Just the idea of the Demon King’s long deceased general touching her was enough. “Well, if he couldn’t do it, then what if you saw me as a horrible beast? Like an Orc with enough strength to hold you in one large paw?!”

“Try all you want, Orc!” She practically shouted, spending the most energy I’d seen her emit since the chains went on to thrust her body into my grip, “The Goddess of Light, Life, and Love will purify any liquids you attack me with! You’ll have to try better than that to subjugate someone like me! I’ll only be your sex toy if you get on the floor and beg!”

Her priorities were clashing, but at her core she was still her same vain self. It was making it too much fun to finally mess with her, like pulling on her nipples and making the huge body scream in heavenly bliss. She still felt soft, and the desire in her eyes was growing with each tease.

“A Kraken and a Giant Frog, both wrapping their tentacles and tongues around your body. The squirming sensations as they taste every part of you.” I described, reaching down and tracing my fingers along her goosebump-riddled skin before slapping her pussy.

“They’re going to eat meeeee~! They’re going to send my body down a thick squishy gullet, like I was worth nothing more than a quick bite to eat!”

“The Demon King-”

“FUCK! The one assaulting this world, the truest evil… owning someone as pure as me! Ruining my body every day with his corrupted seed!” Her speech was long, ragged, and very familiar. “Spitting on me! Hitting me! Using my body as a rag to clean his floor! F-FUCCK!”

She orgasmed. Hard. Enough to send her head thrusting backwards and into the wall behind the furnace, crushing it similarly to how we first entered the room. But it didn’t end there, she continued to splash a torrent of clear liquid down her long legs that was already forming a pond beneath her.

As she was panting and begging more, I pulled her ear closer to me to whisper, “And at the centre of it all is one man. One man who can treat the flames inside you with his own perverted lust.” I sexily spoke, searing the lust into her soul forever, “I’ve given you all my desires… including, probably, the one I’ve fallen in love for…”

Kazuma awoke with a start.

“Ah! Kazuma! You’re finally back to being alive!” Wiz exclaimed, embracing her shocked husband tightly as his lungs sputtered back into working order. “How are you feeling right now?”

“Ugh…like I was just dead for the last few hours,” He coughed, taking the time to hug the Lich back as he composed himself. Her softness was a pretty nice comfort while his body’s tissues readjusted to a working heart again. “Where am I?”

With a brain firing neurons again, he started to look at the environment. Seeing the place he’d also recently faced ****, though this time the basement of the cafe was completely empty and not filled with cum hungry succubae. The only ones still in the room were himself, Wiz, and Kerebryl drinking next to them.

“Don’t worry oh great cap-e-tane! You’re among the dead now!” The zombie woman laughed, punching the frowning Kazuma in the shoulder before chugging more of her vodka. “All the living souls are upstairs fighting the holy jackass squad to defend this place.”

Wiz let Kazuma peel himself off of her. Stretching out his body with a few groans. “Are you going to be alright, Kazuma?” She asked with great concern in her tone. “Sylvia and Xara can handle the attackers.”

“They probably can, yeah.” He nodded, creaking his way down the stairs and heading towards the exit. “Which is why I’m off to find Darkness. If they’re still fighting, this ain’t over…”

“The boy…”

I once more slapped Divane, earning a gasp of pleasure from her, “Not ‘the boy’. The man. Kazuma is a real man, and our owner. You got that?”

She looked delirious from the amount of heat in her head. “I… belong to him? To… Kazuma?” The Goddess asked, trying to make sense of her new reality. “But… if I belong to him, why do you as well? Surely he would be satisfied with my perfection alone…”

Ugh, this woman.

“Surely, then, the only way to find someone as… perfect as you, is someone with an endless appetite that could surpass you, yes?”

It looked like an actual strain was going through her mind as she considered the almost paradoxical nature that was my suggestion. I only wanted to see if she would get over herself by imagining someone better than her. But the more time passed on, the harder it seemed for her to actually think of someone.

“Okay, don’t hurt yourself.” I sighed, bringing the woman back to this reality and dropping my effect on the room. “Besides, Kazuma may not even want you after what you did to him.”

Once more, her arousal spiked at the thought of being rejected. Oh, I remember a time when I was like that; thinking that such experiences were way more fun than they actually were. Rejection is nothing to orgasm over. Not when your real feelings were on the line. Maybe she’ll learn that too, one day. But then again, maybe she’ll never let herself get that **** in the first place.

With her horny face swaying back and forth, she began mumbling. “Satou… Kazuma… you know, I looked through his past. He is a charlatan; a fool.”

Well, he did pick me as his girlfriend after Megumin. I can’t deny that.

“He is a simple-minded monkey, wishing only for hedonistic goals and simple dreams.” Her head started lowering down. The kneeling goddess’ hair draped over her face and made her front hard to see. “So little grace… nowhere near cute… he’ll shout, lie, trick, bully, and more just to get what he wants… a parasite on the universe…”

“And what does that all mean to you?”

With a single move, her head thrust back up so I could see the pure look of bliss on her face. Eyes rolled back, drool and snot leaking from her panting orifices, and her tongue hanging from her mouth.

“He is SO my type!”

“Wow…”

Our heads shot around, seeing the object of both our affections now standing in the blacksmith wall’s hole. His expression was difficult to read. Could it be disappointment? Anger? Pity?

I felt so awkward. Like I’d been caught with my pants around my ankles masturbating.

“Uh… I…”

Kazuma walked forwards, dodging a few of the hanging items to stand next to me in front of Divane. The unreadable glare stayed, focusing on the squirming goddess in front of him. Her panting breaths still ragged and steamy, the woman’s crazy eyes just staring right back at him.

“So…you’re the one who ordered the hit on me?”

Divane just did what she usually did, not responding to others’ questions. “Look upon your newest pet and weep in pure happiness!” She laughed, thrusting her chest out and squishing her mounds into Kazuma’s body. “I am Divane! The first and last **** you’ll need! Reward me for being such a wonderful-”

His knee rose into her stomach.

“Guh! T-thank you…!”

The goddess in charge of so many collapsed to the floor in erotic spasms.

“Woah…” I marvelled.

He just shrugged. “Eh. Gender equality, true advocate, bla bla bla. Not important! Darkness!”

“Y-yes!” I squeaked as he spun towards me.

My mind was worried for a moment that he’d do a similar cruel thing to me. Instead, he leapt into my arms for a full body hug.

“You were incredible!” He exclaimed in an excited tone of voice. “You came up to heaven to get me?! Fought a Goddess and fucking WON?! Holy shit - you’re fucking awesome!”

The unbridled praise had been too much when it was just us having sex, now I was shaking with confusion at how much his words were affecting me. Luckily, he probably knew I didn’t want to respond, so instead his lips locked tightly on mine.

I have to say, for the moments I feared this would never happen again, it felt so good to melt into his embrace if only for a second.

“Now, the only criticism I have is that you didn’t wait for me to begin **** time.” Kazuma said as he hopped off my body and cracked his knuckles. Though the way Divane panted happily at the motion made him pause. “Uhh… she's a masochist too?”

“O-of course not!” The goddess retorted, peeling herself off the floor like a worm to try and hold dignity. Pretty impossible when her face was dripping from her own pussy juice puddle. “I am simply above all the rest of you peons that pain is impossible, and only pleasure can be found from your attacks!” She declared haughtily. “Strike me, slash me, fff-fucck me… hah… n-no matter w-what I’ll be perfectly sane!”

Unimpressed, Kazuma flicked her uncovered nipple.

“NNGH! The pathetic human has manhandled me! GUH! He intends to unleash all his pent up semen inside of me! Spending the rest of his tiny lifespan as my tormentor!”

Once more Divane was on the ground. Writhing in pleasure and ruining her holy outfit even more.

“Ew. You’re like a combo of all the worst parts of Aqua and Darkness…” Kazuma frowned, reaching down and peeling some of the matted hair from her forehead. “If it turns out you’re also Explosion crazy, then you’ve collected the full set.”

“K-Kazuma… you think so little of me…~” I giggled, earning a ‘not you too’ type of frown from him. “Sorry. But you forgot about yourself. Wouldn’t she also need to be unable to run very far?”

“...I don’t know whether to be insulted or complimented that you think THAT’S my worst attribute.”

I smiled at him, “What would you say it is then?”

“Oi, don’t make me answer that. How is anyone supposed to pick out their worst trait?” He quickly put his finger on my lips, “Don’t go spouting the stupid one you think you have.”

We laughed together a little, but were interrupted by a sinister laugh overpowering the two of ours. Looking down, we saw its source manically cackling to herself.

“Y-you’re ignoring me!” Divane squirmed, her legs kicking around the room and knocking a rack of swords over. “I am perfect and you are ignoring me for that guttural trash! Oh god.. It’s so… HOT!” She screeched, once more working herself up to an orgasm and spraying it on the room.

Though suddenly her words became a lot more literal.

“OH SHIT!” Kazuma exclaimed, pointing to Divane’s shoulder. The one that was currently leaning way too far into the forge and had caught an ember the wrong way, “Your robe’s on fire!”

Her head lolled to the side, uncaring. “My insides… are more aflame… than any robe…”

“No, he means you’re literally on fire!” I repeated, “Normally your chains will come loose if you’re in danger!”

In an instant, she was off the ground and gone. As in, she used some sort of super speedy goddess power to grab Kazuma and run, leaving her smouldering clothes behind.

“Oh goddamnit - I’m so stupid!”

I had to run after her, just missing the blacksmith who looked at the hole in his wall with shock. “Sorry! Bill my harem!” I yelled before rushing as fast as I could away.

I got about half way down the road before slowing down rather heavily.

My world suddenly began to spin. My insides churned way up… was this a side effect of coming back from heaven? I felt so sick, so suddenly, that I…

I threw up in a bush.

One of the side effects of having such a high defence stat is I basically never get status ailments, including being sick. But my body was shaking and my stomach was empty. I can’t even enjoy being sick for the first time in years because I don’t have time for this. I have to find out what happened to Kazuma, but where could Divane be taking him? It could be anywhere at this point…

“Hey!” Kazuma barked, fumbling in his confines, “What the fuck?! Can I stop getting manhandled for two seconds?! Where are we even going?!”

A naked Divane ran through the streets of Axel gripping Kazuma between her crossed arms. He could escape…but then that would mean he would have to get off the large, soft, fleshy pillows that were pushing on his scalp rather nicely… she was still a big ol’ goddess at the end of the day.

“Why, the place I hear everyone goes when starting in this world!” She announced, not stopping for a second, even when several angels and demons stopped their fighting to look at her. “My final subjugation should be a spectacle, yet similarly very mundane!”

Before Kazuma could even begin to understand that oxymoron, she reached the location and burst into the double doors. Knocking back the wall of angels that had been trying to get in with barely a thought to who was looking at her.

Inside were many tables, quite a few waitresses, and a very confused Luna, Sena, and Lily peering around the announcement door to see what was happening.

“Here! This is where I shall fall to Satou Kazuma!” Divane announced, throwing the boy roughly onto the table and combing a hand through her hair as if to pose for the staring crowd. Shimmering sparkles in her now messy hair shining down around her, “At today’s special event: the Breeding Day at the Guild!”