Chapter 73: God’s Life.
(God’s POV)
God: “You didn’t have to drag me like that…” I say with a small pout.
Devil: “If I didn’t, you would have run away, silly woman.” She replied, placing her “chains” on me.
God: “…”
Whoever was the person that gave my wife such an item… I will truly get one over on them, eventually… She had cuffed me with very, very special restraints. Ones that not even I could ever hope to break.
God: “If someone sees us, they might think that we’re doing something kinky.” I jokingly informed.
Devil: “We do use these cuffs in bed, so that wouldn’t be far from the truth. Now, let’s head into your day of work, shall we?” She said, pulling me along.
God: “…”
The other end of the cuff was attached to the Devil’s hand, so I really couldn’t escape at all. I wasn’t made to do such work, though… Look, although creatures, souls, etc. Get made automatically, those processes were put in place by me.
Before anything existed, it was just me, after all. So, I honestly have no idea who or what created me, but I was NOT made to do silly office work. Now, having sex with my wife? That I was indeed made for.
God: “Holyshit…” I say, stopping in my tracks, which stopped my wife along with me.
Devil: “What’s wrong?” She asked with a concerned tone.
God: “I…I totally created you to be my perfect wife… I am so horrible…” I said with a gut-wrenching and remorseful tone.
Devil: “…”
How could I have done this? Why didn’t I even realize it sooner? I am such a horrible person…
Devil: “Don’t be stupid.” She said with a laugh, jokingly bobbing me on my pretty head.
God: “What…” I say with a confused tone, rubbing my completely uninjured head.
Devil: “If that was true, you would have wanted to fuck and marry from the start. You made me as your perfect daughter, not your wife. Or was that even the truth? If I was your perfect daughter or wife, why would I have free will? Why would I go against you on so many things?” She explained.
God: “…”
Devil: “You and that Ria chick… Always thinking that they’re some horrible person. It is amazing that such powerful, and higher beings, would think so little of themselves.” She said with a long sigh.
God: “…Is that really true?” I say with an unsure tone.
Devil: “I am certain of that, God. If I was made to be your wife, I would have fallen in love with you long ago.” She said with a confident tone.
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Oh… I was just making up a problem, huh? The Devil was right, too… I never created anything to be perfect. If I did, this universe would be so bland and boring to an absurd level.
Devil: “Stop making up problems in your head, silly girl. For now, you should try to appease me for my current anger, and not for a thing that isn’t true.” She advised.
God: “Current anger? Is it due to my reluctance to get my work done?” I reply with one finger on my chin, confused by her words.
Devil: “That is a minor problem.” She denied.
God: “Then what is it?” I reply with a little pout.
Devil: “You still want to bed Celia!!!” She exclaimed.
God: “…”
Oops… I have been ignoring this problem, yeah. Unlike me, my wife is fully faithful. To the point where, upon showing her Celia’s used panties, she had used fire magic to burn them to ashes.
I still honestly have no idea why this even happened… She, the Devil, is supposed to be the embodiment of sin, right? Lust is another thing that she embodies. So why is she now loyal only to me?
Even all the women that she slept with… she had cut off those relationships after marrying me. I… did I somehow fuck my wife into loving me, and me alone? That’s so amazingly arousingly hot…
Devil: “What narcissistic thoughts are going on in your head? That’s such a lewd look on your face…” She said with her arms crossed.
God: “I was thinking that I fucked you so much, and so well, that you became loyal to me.” I answer truthfully by mistake.
Devil: “…”
God: “…”
Nooooooo! I fucked up horribly badly this time… And Celia isn’t here, or anywhere I can find her… I relied so heavily on her love advice. If anything, that Celia knows how to love a woman…
Devil: “It wasn’t the sex, fool.” She said with a scoff.
Damn… this doesn’t happen often. Usually, the Devil is fine with being submissive. But right now, due to how I upset her, she was pushing me up against a wall. Not to mention, but she then gave me an amazing kiss…
Devil: “Not thinking about her anymore, isn’t that right?” She asked, parting her lips from mine, a trail of saliva following her departure.
God: “…”
Devil: “You want her due to curiosity, and nothing more. That’s why she would never consider being with you, and yet you have convinced her to do… somewhat sexual things. Asking her for sex advice? Didn’t you do that just to get off from her, but in an odd roundabout way?” She accused.
God: “…”
I had no leg to stand on… Particularly because she was lifting me up, and as her words were true. Rather than delude myself about me creating a perfect wife, I should have focused on my… arguably sexual harassment of a woman who is married.
Devil: “Now that I’ve laid it all out, you should understand your mistakes…” She said, putting me back down on my feet.
God: “I understand, I do. What I did wasn’t fair to you or Celia. Once we find and save her, I will apologize, and I will not pursue her romantically. And I won’t do anything weird like before.” I swear with a serious tone.
Devil: “Good. And just to make sure that I am not manipulating you, even if you go back on your word, I will still be with you.” She said with a smile.
This serious discussion… it wasn’t something that I have ever experienced before. To be fair, I never had someone in my life that I loved as much as I love my wife. I am honestly glad that she is willing to pull me aside and express her dissatisfaction with my actions.
God: “But you would be very upset. And going by Celia’s way of life, a sad wife, is a bad life.” I reply with a laugh.
Devil: “Other than forgetting about seducing her, you and everyone else can learn from how well Celia treats her wives and family. Oh, I don’t want you to cut ties with Celia.” She replied with a laugh of her own.
God: “Great! As Celia seems to be so damn important to this universe, I will have to meet up with her many more times in the future, I am sure.” I reply.
Devil: “Considering that it is her, I have to agree with you on that.” She said with a small sigh, taking my hand once again, and leading me to my dreadful day of work.
And by that, I meant that she started to lead me like a dog again, using the cuffs as a means to restrict me. Her hand was nice to hold, though… I made myself out to be calm on the surface, but I was, and still am, very, very panicked.
I was so afraid that I was about to lose the Devil’s love for me. But now, with her grounding me, I realize that, like the woman herself, this relationship cannot be treated lightly, or like a game. From now on, I will be a faithful wife to her. I swear upon my very big and powerful soul!