With great power...

Lisa smiled and you realized the expression she was holding, it was a smoldering interest. “You bear the mark of Eros, Aphrodite, of Hera. You are like Hercules in the myths. Not quite god but you carry the mark of one. Instead of strength however you bear the mantle of the gods of sex, love, passion and fertility. How in the hell do you have this power? How are you F grade?”

Even in the heaven you experienced upon arriving to the school you had never seen worship in the eyes of someone before this very moment. “I’m a sex god?”

Lisa chuckled, “To us you are the closest thing to one yeah. Not to mention you got something weird going through your veins corrupting you.”

“Corrupting?”

“Yeah,” Lisa bit her lip again, “It’s hot as fuck and bet it’s doing the same to me.”

You began to panic. Corrupting sounds bad. Godhood sounds perfect. Why did you have to be impatient and possibly ruin the best thing possible? How could you empower godhood? “Can you see how? Side effects? Anything?”