Chapter:53 Because I Want You - Is it wrong for a Godslayer to Have a harem goddesses

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Godou found himself absorbed into Loki's stories. Perhaps it was because he was a Campione, and the divinity they shared allowed him to momentarily peek into Loki's mind through her eyes. He saw fires dancing within as human-shaped silhouettes ran away from it, only to be snapped up in the talons of flying monsters. The tears in her eyes formed an ocean, and he watched an entire ship get snapped into half when a serpent rose from the depths and smashed into it. And deep within her pupils, he saw an entire world crumbling into darkness.

He shook himself out of it. Everybody else remained transfixed by Loki's story, sitting on the edge of their seats. This was the wisdom and knowledge of a God being displayed in its purest form.

"Drastic actions needed to be taken. I don't know who, but a few Gods began to do just that. They found the mightiest heroes, and split a fraction of their divine power and essence with them. It was reckless and dangerous, and I'm certain that many of those heroes simply couldn't take it and died on the spot. But it was exactly what we needed, because those blessed few who survived had their fighting potential magnified exponentially. It's not far fetched to say that they single-handedly won us the war in the end. I don't think anybody will ever admit it, but I believe that is where the idea of the Falna first originated from."

Loki suddenly let out a deep breath, marking the end of the story.

Something about the whole thing bothered Godou.

"Those heroes," Godou asked. "What ever happened to them in the end?"

"Nobody knows," Loki said. "They disappeared as mysteriously as they appeared. Remember, this was forbidden, so no God actually stepped forward to acknowledge their existence. But there is one thing that I do know for sure. Those heroes...we called them Champions."

And just like that, everyone was staring at him again.

"In other words," Finn said slowly, "Godou is part-God."

"I believe that a similar process was involved in how you acquired your abilities," Loki postulated. "But I don't think you're ever going to tell us the truth."

"No, I'd prefer not to," he confessed. It was bad enough that they'd discovered that he had divinity in him. Adding the revelation that he became part-God by killing them wasn't going to be doing anyone any favors. "But you aren't wrong in saying that part of a God's divinity resides within me."

He saw Riveria open her mouth. At first he thought she was going to say something, but the lack of any sound at all made him realized she'd simply unhinged it from shock.

"Who?" Loki's question might have been phrased as one, but it came out nearly as a demand.

"I'd rather not say," Godou said.

The rest looked at each other. They still had disbelief etched into their faces. But they very quickly overcame it.

"Godou," Finn said, his tone becoming much more gently than before. "You're part of the Expedition now."

"Yes." That was going to be a problem after this, wasn't it?

"That means we're a team," Riveria said. "And while we all have our own secrets, being in a team means knowing each other's capabilities. I know you like your privacy, but we can't know nothing."

"We need to know what you can handle, and what you can't," Gareth added. "If not, not just your own, but other people's lives will be at risk."

"You guys don't have to worry about me," he declared. "I can take care of myself. Just focus all your efforts on your own Familia. I'll help as much as I can as well."

"You saying it isn't going to make me believe it, Godou," Loki said solemnly. "I need proof. You were right by the way. Yesterday, when you said that your presence was going to make things more difficult, I now see what you mean. The Dungeon hates anything divine. It'll go all out to destroy you."

If that was the case, then why the hell was he still part of her expedition?

"It's not too late to kick me out," Godou said. "I don't mind if you back out of the deal. Just give me the map I want, and I'll be out of your hair."

To her credit, Loki seemed to consider it. But then her face hardened again. "No. Learning the truth has only made me realize that I don't want you going in alone. In fact, I don't want you going into the Dungeon at all. There's a reason why Gods are banned from entering, and the same rule should apply to you. But I know I can't stop you. So, I'm going to help you."

Why was she being so. Goddamned. Stubborn?

"I'll be putting their lives in danger," Godou said, tilting his heads toward her Familia.

"Exactly."

Godou blinked in surprise at Loki's curt response.

She shook her head. "I don't understand what's going on. You're a hazard. By all means, you shouldn't even exist. Your very presence in the Dungeon might trigger the appearance of a foe even my Familia will not be able to handle. And if they do die, I will know exactly whose fault it is."

Confusion. Nervousness. Anger. He felt all of it. "Then what are you doing all this for? Just give me the map and let me go by myself. I won't die, I promise you."

And he never went back on his word.

"No." He saw her grit her teeth, almost fighting to keep the next words in her mouth. "I can't."

"Why?"

"Because I want you."

Godou had heard her say those words countless times now. But something felt different this one time. Loki had never hidden her desire for him to join her Familia. But neither had she fully exposed herself in expressing it.

Until now, at least.

Her voice had quivered just slightly. Her eyes bore so deeply into his own that he forced himself to look away. Within those four words, Godou had felt Loki's entire essence and being poured into it.

I want you.

Something in Godou stirred. He gulped, repressing whatever it was.

He felt his face soften. "No, you don't."

She knew nothing about him. He was a Campione. A Godslayer. They were natural enemies. He had killed Gods who were basically her family. His existence was a threat to hers. Things would never be the same the moment she found out.

"I do," she insisted. "I've never been more sure of anything else in a long time. And I know that letting you do this alone is the first step to losing you."

He didn't understand. Why Loki so obsessed with him? Was it because of some innate attribute of being a Campione? If that was the case, then that was even more reason to distance himself away from her.

"You doubt me." She hadn't said it as an accusation, but a statement.

Godou did not reply. He did not know how to. He did not doubt her sincerity. He just couldn't accept it.

"Things won't end at the Fifty-Ninth Floor, you know? You might find more answers, but it won't be enough. You'll need to go deeper. Nobody knows how far the Dungeon goes, and nobody knows what lies at the bottom. Not even us Gods."

He knew all this of course. But he would have preferred if Loki had left it unsaid.

"I told you before, right? That the Gods have no control over the Dungeon. We can use our power to suppress it, but ultimately, it exists as a separate entity from our domain. Do you know what that means?"

He did. He had understood it the moment he realized he had been brought into this world against his will.

"It means that there exists something in it just as powerful as the Gods, or perhaps even more."

He said nothing. Judging from the grim expressions on everybody's faces, everyone knew this to some extent already.

"A monstrous entity like that...even you will not be able to face it, Godou."

She did not understand. Such a monstrous entity was already standing right before her.

"And your Familia can?" he asked.

Loki flinched. He had meant for the question to sting, but seeing everyone's souring expressions made him regret it a little.

"There is strength in numbers," Loki said softly. "They will only become stronger. And who is to say they will be alone? The upcoming expedition is a joint expedition between us and the Hephaestus Familia. Depending on how it works

out, we could soon be joining forces with all of Orario's top Familias."

"That will take too long," he said.