Not just anyone, a Goddess

Just as you are about to slip in unconsciousness, a bright light fills the chamber, replacing the scorching heat with warmth that fills your being. It feels... comfortable, as if you're being cradled with love and kindness in the arms of someone who cares. Blearily, you **** yourself to rise up a bit from the ground with a newfound burst of strength, just in time to see a beautiful woman garbed in a flowing white dress descend from the sky riding on a beam of pure light.

"You?! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!" the she-demon's shrieks and this time, her voice is more fearful than angry.

The woman looks past her and focuses on you. You're dimly aware that you're a sorry sight - with your eyes rolled up almost completely and your ass hanging high in the air as you slurp on Lilin's feet, you are little more than a cockpuppet right now and it brings a tear to her eye.

With a sorrowful look sent at you, she starts to walk, approaching you. Lilin isn't intent on letting the woman anywhere near her or you, however. She has claimed her first slut and she's determined to keep breaking you before remaking you as she pleases. With a bestial growl, she takes a swipe at the woman, but is immediately rebuked by an aura of holy energy that protects her that pushes her back and prevents her from coming closer.

Stopping by your side, the woman kneels and wraps you in a soft embrace. A soft perfume reaches your nose, the scent of flowers and clean sheets soothing you. A surge of shame wells up within you - despite the debauchery that you were starting to partake in, there's no harsh judgement in her embrace, only understanding and unconditional love. This must be a Goddess, no one else could stop Lilin dead in her tracks as she did. No one else could have elicited such a reaction from you.

"It's okay. Everything will be okay. Though darkness clouds your mind, it only takes a spark of light to start healing. There will always be a way."

Her voice is soft and just as soothing as her presence. Her voice is the promise of a warm morning of spring, the blooming of a new flower, the rebirth of new life. It speaks of cool flowing water and laughter and joy and the sun on your face. As she speaks, you find yourself crying your eyes out, even as the corruption burns within you.

Before you have the chance to say anything, white light blinds you and you find yourself back at your grandpa's mansion, Lilin's scream still echoing in your ears. You look up in dazed confusion at the Goddess crying over you. Her face is contorted into a bizarre mixture of joy and sadness. With nothing more than a few whispered words, she taps your forehead.

You pass out.

Notes: Chapter edited (21/03/2021) - Spectre.exe