How Did It Begin?

Eris, the Goddess of Strife and Discord, was dragging her battered body along the way. She felt exhausted, more than at any time in her long life. But her eyes lit up when she saw the target ahead.

Because of Nyx and her children's alliance with Gaia in the Second Gigantomachy, Zeus decided to punish them. Unlike her mother Nyx, Eris was not a Primordial Goddess, so she had to take all the blame. She was tortured and exiled to the deepest place of Tartarus.

Normally, a god would recover over time. However, Eris felt her strength was sapped day by day. Percy Jackson and his friends had stopped two divine wars, creating a long era of peace without strife and discord. Eris realized that if this continued, she would eventually fade away like Pan.

She would never accept that.

At the edge of Chaos, Eris knelt, clasping hands in prayer.

"O the Alpha and the Omega! O Chaos, the source of everything!

Hear my plea and accept my offering!

Please punish those who committed the wrongdoings!

And I offer you my very being!"

A deep male voice rang out.

"Your wish has been granted."

Eris raised her head up and saw a male being. From the first glance, she could tell that something was not right. The one in front of her didn't have the aura of a god, but his pressure was too strong to be a mortal man.

Eris reluctantly asked, "Who are you? No, what are you?"

The man smiled: "My name is John Doe, but it doesn't matter. I'm a demigod."

Hearing that, Eris felt disappointed. Demigods could have great powers, but in the end they were just a faulty copy of the gods. In her mind, Percy Jackson was the peak a demigod could reach; if this man was a demigod, he had no chance to beat Percy, not to mention the Olympians.

As if he could read her mind, the man laughed: "Percy is nothing compared to me. I'm a special demigod. I'm the son of Eris."

These words made Eris even more confused. She was sure that she had never had a child, let alone a demigod. In fact, the idea of mating with a human was alien to her, like mating with monkeys to us.

"As I said, I'm not a mere demigod. I'm Chaos himself."

"But... Chaos is the creator of everything! The oldest one of them all!"

"Yes, Chaos exists before the rules of the universe were created. So why should they apply to him? Why can't Chaos be both a god and a mortal at the same time?"

Eris still didn't understand, but for unknown reasons, she knew the man was telling the truth. But there was one thing that still concerned her...

"If you are my son, then who is your father?"

The man looked at her strangely: "Who else? I'm the only one who is worthy to have children with a noble goddess like you."

That confused Eris even more. Is this man saying he is his own father? How is that even possible?

The man sighed and said, "Rules don't apply, Chaos. You'll figure it out later. As for now..."

His eyes met Eris, his expression filled with love and determination. "Mom," he whispered, her voice soft and tender. "I want you. And I know you want me too, as both a husband and a son."

His words sent a wave of emotion through Eris. Being a Greek goddess, she didn't hold anything against incest, but the knowledge that she was open to carrying the child of her own son was both thrilling and intense.

The man reached out, his lips pressing against hers in a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue explored her mouth, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body.

As they pulled away, their breaths came in ragged gasps. He looked at her with a lustful gaze. "Accept my love, honey," he said, his voice filled with love. "After today, you will be the happiest goddess in the world."

Eris' heart was pounding in her chest as the man laid her down. The wind enveloped them, their bodies pressing together in an intimate embrace. The man positioned his shaft between her thighs, the sensation sending a jolt of desire through her body. Before she realized it, her pussy had become so wet.

"Mom," he whispered in her ear. "You're the most amazing woman in the world. No other woman could ever compare to you. You're my everything."

Eris' eyes burst into tears, her voice filled with love. "And I offer everything of mine to you, honey," she said. "Now, make love to me. Make our baby."

With a deep breath, he pushed into her, the sensation of her tight, wet pussy enveloping his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. They both let out a moan, their heartbeats resonating as their bodies became one.

The man began to move, his hips thrusting against hers in a slow, rhythmic motion. The sensation was incredible, the pleasure building with each stroke. Eris's legs wrapped around his back, trying to pull him deeper to her. Their lips were locked in a deep kiss, their tongues exploring each other's mouths as they lost themselves in the pleasure.

The silence at the edge of Chaos was broken by the sound of moans and groans, the scent of sex and desire heavy in the air. This was more than just sex; this was a union, a bond that went beyond the physical.

"Mom," The man gasped. "You feel so good. You're so perfect."

Eris moaned in response, her hips bucking as she met her son's thrusts with equal fervor. "Don't stop, my son," she panted. "Fuck me deeper. Put a baby inside me."

Her words sent a signal to his brain, the confirmation that she gave him permission to impregnate her. The thought of putting a baby in the same womb he was born from was so taboo yet incredibly hot. The man increased his pace, fucked his mother harder and harder.

The sensation was overwhelming, the pleasure building with each stroke. The feeling of her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hard and erect, added to the intensity of the moment. The grip of her vaginal muscles, the feel of her wetness coating his cock, the sight of her face contorted in pleasure—it was all too much to bear.

"Mom," The man gasped, his voice filled with need. "I'm close. I'm going to cum inside you."

"Me too," Eris nodded, her eyes looking directly at his face. "Cum inside me. I want to receive your seed."

She could feel the balls that were slamming to her crotch gradually become bigger and heavier. The man was sweating, trying to stop just before the edge of the climax. She knew what he was waiting for, and she was expecting the same thing: Deep down inside her reproductive organ, her ovary was swelling and vibrating.

Then it happened.

An itchy sensation that was too small to notice if it wasn't the super-sense of a god, and her ovary released an egg. The sphere went down her fallopian tube, drifting toward her uterus. Eris inhaled a deep breath, then pulled the man in with all her strength.

"Do it, honey," she said, her voice filled with urgency. "Breed me. Fertilize me. Make. Me. Pregnant."

With a final, deep thrust, the man let out a groan, his body convulsing as he pumped his seed into her. They both reached orgasms, the pleasure washing over them wave after wave. Eris's body shuddered, clinging to her mate, her nails digging into his back. She could feel the hot sensation go through her carnal, passing her cervix before ending at her fertile womb.

"Oh God, oh God," she chanted, her voice filled with ecstasy. "I can feel you cumming inside me. I can feel your baby forming in me."

And she was right. At that very moment, the sperm had found her ripe egg, and the strongest one penetrated through the outer layer in no time. It quickly entered the egg's core and fused with it, forming a new life.

The conception sent a wave of primal satisfaction through both their bodies. John Doe collapsed on top of Eris, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths becoming heavy.

As the intensity of the moment began to fade, he rolled off her, pulling her into my arms. They lay there, their fingers entwined, and the air filled with a sense of peace and contentment. Eris knew her best future was on track.

She looked up at the man next to her - her husband, he son, her lover. "Thank you, son," she said; her voice was full of gratitude. "For giving me the gift of your baby. For making this possible."

The man smiled down at her. "Thank you, Mom," I said. "For bringing me to the world. For making this journey possible."