In Another World . . . I

A/N See comments for details.

“Hey God” you say into your empty bedroom. Suddenly a halo appears and an old man is in your bedroom.

“I know what you are planning,” God states simply. You grin at him and fold your arms across your chest. “Your plan amuses me, so I shall allow it,” He says. As for your plan, you decided it would be fun to allow yourself to be ‘captured’ and taken to ‘The Enemy’ just to see what would happen.

“So you’ll return me to this point when I’ve had my fill?” you ask

“Better yet, I’ll allow you to play this like a game” he told you. You wonder exactly what he meant until you saw a blue screen pop up in front of you.

‘In Another World . . .’ the title read, a menu underneath it. You hit new game and look up, noticing that God had disappeared at some point while you were distracted. With the knowledge he is supporting you, you decide to take a walk in the cool evening air. Once outside it didn’t take long, a faint blip on the wards you set up and suddenly angels were upon you, swarming you en mass, since they didn’t have the power to truly match you, even combined. Your sword is quickly taken from you, and some sort of suppressing shackles are slapped onto your wrists as the angels take flight into the night’s sky, hauling you with them. Of course, normally the wards would have prevented such small fry from even entering the city without your expressed approval but hey, nothing is too great for God.

By the time your captors haul you to their destination, the sun had risen, granting you the power to simply burn off the shackles if you wanted to, but since you actually want to be captured, you didn’t take the opportunity. The Destination of your captors was nothing less than Mount Olympus, because of course He had pinched their city, it makes sense after all.

Landing at the pearly gates of Mount Olympus, or heaven as it’s called now you suppose, you are greeted with the sight of a city full of angels. Of course, the majority of them are women, but there are some men as well. Your captors take you through the golden streets, the warming rays of sun gently and pleasantly washing over everything in a serene fashion. It’s like it’s perpetually spring here.

Not wanting to actually walk to the top of Mount Olympus, and apparently embolden by your compliance, your captors take flight once more, gently flapping towards the massive palace on the very peak. They touch down on marble floors and your footsteps echo as you are taken through the massive, open hallways and corridors.

You end up outside in some sort of garden, polished marble paths cutting through verdant green fields with flower beds along the edges of the pathways. Instead of a gazebo or something being in the middle of the garden, it was on the edge, the very edge of Mount Olympus. Under the gazebo, there were two chairs and a small, polished marble table. Sat in one of the chairs was a bearded man in a white toga. It was here that you are being brought.

“I didn’t think you would be so easy to capture, but hiding my forces with my own power did the trick” the man said pleasantly as you approached. “Have a seat” he said and you felt his power expand and surround you, engulfing your own power in a blanket of his divine strength. You could resist, shake it off, but that’s not what you are here for, so your body moved on its own and you sat in the empty seat. “Now tell me your name” he commanded.

“S-solus Augustus” you say, the words coming out before you could think to comply. Christ merely hummed as he stared out into the sea of clouds. It was magnificently beautiful and you definitely wanted to steal this place one day. Suddenly your unknowing counterpart got up, placed his seat in front of you and sat down again.

“What is your aspect?” he asked, and again the answers came bubbling forth without your consent.

“The sun, growth and creation” you reply “Invention as well, a little bit, and definitely art” you add, this wasn’t being coaxed out of you by his power but you felt like adding it anyway.

“A great many things for one god, I can see why you are so powerful” Christ commented, nodding in acceptance of your words. “Do you have any other aspects?” he asked

“I have a female form” You reply without hesitation, the answer coming forth before you could think to stop it. Christ’s eyes lit up and he sat up straighter.

“Show me” he commanded and you felt yourself morphing into your female form, shrinking in your seat as your features softened. “Impressive” the man complimented. The personality shift that accompanied this also had you notice how manly and hot Christ was, but you put this aside for the moment. “You shall remain like this forever more” he commanded and you feel a part of yourself be burnt away. “What is the name of this female aspect of yours?” he asked.

“Augustina” you reply promptly. Christ hummed thoughtfully, stroking his well groomed beard as he thought.

“You shall go by the name Celestina from now on” he told you. “Now, Celestina, I shall offer you a choice, I’d like you to think it over very carefully” Christ told you. “I offer you the choice of compliance, if you willingly submit yourself to my rule, you will retain your aspects, all of them, and be granted freedom of thought and movement around Heaven, though leaving it will be at my behest” he told you.

“And my other option?” you ask and Christ’s eyes darken slightly.

“I make you comply, strip your free will, freedom of thought, and bend you to my will” he told you “You will think what I want you to think, and do what I tell you to do, nothing more, nothing less” he explained. “Think about it some” he said before getting up and leaving you there to gaze into the sea of clouds. You take this opportunity to save your ‘game’ so that you could explore both options presented.

Christ was barely gone for a few minutes before he returned, sitting down opposite you once more.

“Your choice?” Christ demanded.

“Go to hades,” you say with a smirk. Christ sighed before placing his hand on your head. The next thing you know, a presence penetrates your very mind, memories, thoughts, everything is brought up as if you are the one viewing them.

“Oh ho ho!” Christ cheered “Such knowledge” he added “It seems the Creator chose well with you, just not too well” he said. “I shall be having all of this” he said and suddenly you felt a burning pain in your very mind as everything you knew leaves you.

Blackness consumes you for a moment until you realise your eyes are closed. You open them and am greeted by the sea of clouds and a vacant seat once more. The only difference is a small blue box in one corner that says ‘bad end, save reloaded’. You wish video games had automatic save reload like this but oh well.

Christ returns at this point and sits down opposite you once more.

“Your choice?” he demanded.

“I will comply” you say and you feel the blanket of his power be removed.

“Then stand” he orders. Now completely under your own free will, it takes you a second to comply but you did. “Strip” he orders and you look at him, his eyes locked firmly on yours. “I gave you an order,” he said softly. With a sigh you shrug of the, now too big, tunic and let it pool on the floor. You kick off your also too big sandals and turn to face Christ, placing your hands on your hips. “Very nice indeed” he compliments. You feel a slight blush as the notion of a man seeing you naked, and liking what he sees, tickles some aspect deep inside of you. “Have you slept with a man before?” he asks. You feel no compulsion to answer him, but the words come out anyway.

“No, I am a virgin” you say, sucking in a breath on your admission. You just know he’s going to take advantage. Suddenly, you feel a cool hand on one of your breasts. You almost moan just from that as Christ gives your boob an experimental grope.

“Very nice” he says again, removing his hand and leaving you shivering for more than one reason. “I think I shall give you your wings now” he tells you. You raise an eyebrow at him and suddenly you feel his power return. This time it didn’t try to engulf you, no, it attempted to penetrate your own power. You could have resisted, but that’s not what you wanted here so you let it. A white hot lance of pleasure struck deep into your soul, washing over your entire being and setting your nerve endings ablaze from the sheer pleasure. A lifetime and a half passed before you returned to your senses, sitting seiza style on the blissfully cool polished marble floor of the gazebo.

A strange new feeling came to your attention as you sat there and you flexed it just a little. A pair of weights nestled on your back, barely heavy enough for you to notice them. You turn to look and see brilliant white wings extending out from behind you. A mental flex and you wiggle your wings, flapping experimentally before bringing them around to your front and wrapping yourself in them.

“Very nice indeed” Christ complimented, brushing a hand across your cheek. You are only slightly ashamed to admit to nuzzling his hand a little. After the ordeal you just went though, you don’t blame yourself. Christ took your chin in his hand and lifted your eyes to meet his own. “Let me see you” he whispered. Your heart quickened as you lost yourself in his eyes, your wings almost involuntarily unwrapping themselves and then folding themselves behind you. A gentle pressure on your chin had you rise as he pulled on you, you continue rising and moving forward until you are sitting on his lap, very naked and very ****. Christ wrapped one arm around your waist, keeping you there and, with the other, brought your lips closer to his. Your breath quickened, your heart began hammering in your chest as you got closer and closer. You closed your eyes and your lips met his, your heart and brain melting in their cavities as he pressed you against him. The kiss, while modest, lasted for an eternity, an eternity that felt like heaven, before Christ finally pulled away from you.

“What did you do to me” You ask in a breathless voice.

“It is only natural, you are a woman and it is a woman’s place to be subservient to the man” he told you, somehow striking deep within you like some holy truth. He bent forward again and this time you met his kiss willingly.

****

You open your eyes to your bedroom in Tarentum. You blink a few times until you realise Artemis is there, watching you with some concern.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ve decided to have a little fun and the Creator has agreed to let me mess around, I’m currently exploring ‘His’ palace as if I had been captured and was complying with his will” you explain to your vixen.

“Oh? How’s it going so far? I assume this isn’t an accurate version of reality?” she asked.

“It’s not quite our reality, rather a separate instance of it, as for how it’s going? I have no idea, I’m locking the memories away until I’m done with the play through” you reply “Don’t want to accidentally end up falling in love with the enemy now do I?” you quip.

“Can you bring me in with you?” she asked, eyes glistening

“I thought you hated ‘Him’?” you asked in slight concern.

“Yeah, but this is a separate instance right? It might be fun to mess around for a bit and see what it could have been like if I had surrendered” she replied, fixing you with a mischievous look. You sigh and bring the girl in for an embrace, loving just the feel of her warmth on yours.

“Sure thing my love, sure thing” you tell the fox girl.

“I bet you look absolutely adorable as an angel” she said into your chest.

“Who knows” you fire back with a grin.