The other legendaries dispersed, deciding to give Arceus some time with his new wife. Asherias stood up, and shakily walked to the Pokemon god. "I'm going to need to learn how to walk on these." She said in her new angelic voice. Asherias looked to Arceus to see that golden ichor was coming out of his nonexistant nose. "Oh, Arceus, your uh... nose is bleeding!?" She exclaimed, already showing the motherly instincts she now held.
"Hmm?" Arceus held a leg to his nose(?) and wiped it to see the golden blood. "Oh, so I am." He said, somewhat nonchalantly. "But there's no need to worry my lo-uh... my lov-part-may..." Arceus began to stutter, getting a closer look at his new bride, and felt himself falter when staring at her breasts, with the nipples fully showing. Completely naked, like him.
"Nyuh..." He grunted. This was treachery! How can he have so much trouble talking to-
Oh. That was why. She was literally identical to his fantasy of a bride. He had always wanted one, but didn't want to make one who would blindly love him because he created her.
This was different. He made his bride from another being, but the difference was that the only thing was the body. The rest was all Ash, his chosen one, who was altered slightly to understand how to be female and to have knowledge about being an Arceus.
Arceus snapped out of his daze to see Asherias staring lovimgly into his eyes. "Um...sorry, Asherias." He said bashfully. "You can call me Ashia, if you wish, Arcy~" She said with a pinch of lust. Arceus felt like an arrow was shot through his heart. He had never been given a nickname before.
"I believe I'm in heat, Arceus. Would you satisfy me?" She said seductively as she began to turn around and...
"LET'S MOVE TO MY ROOM, OKAY?" Arceus quickly blurted out as he teleported them to his quarters.
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