Waking up, the first thing that received noticed was the luxurious canopy spread wide above of me. Thinking it strange, I rose up from a bed only to find that I am surrounded by books everywhere that rest upon golden bookshelves. I did not know where I was but it appears to be a library of massive scale. When I looked down at the sheets that covered me, their quality appeared quite high and they have a lovely design. This is very strange though. Why is there such a lovely bed in the middle of this ridiculously large library and why am I sleeping here?
While still looking around curiously, I suddenly noticed someone standing by the bed with a lovely smile on her face. I can’t tell where she came from or if she was here the entire time but once I saw her, I could no longer look away. By her abrupt appearance, the usual reaction would probably be surprise, fear or embarrassment at being caught looking around but I could only stare. She is just that captivating, as if her entire existence is designed to capture the hearts of all in existence.
She wore a lovely white dress with golden embroidery that accentuated her perfectly curved and voluptuous figure, white gloves with elegant designs, and black gold type jewelry. The white dress contrasted beautifully with her long, silky black hair and black wings… Black wings?! Now that I look closer she has 10 of them as well as a pair of ivory horns that almost form a crown a top her head. Her golden irises with vertically slit pupils stared right at me from that flawless face causing my body to heat up slightly.
“My lord has resurrected, it is truly a wondrous joy that I, Seraphim, be the first to witness this glorious revival.”
For some reason she put her right hand on her ample chest, bowed and said that. Naturally I looked behind me as if she was talking to someone else as I have never met this person before but unfortunately, only I am here. When I looked back, she had risen and smiled lovingly at me again. You would think she just reunited with her long lost lover from that look.
“U-um…”
Right when I decided to ask about it, someone else approached from behind her. He looked like an elegant, slightly older gentleman in a black tailcoat tux with a black shirt and white tie similar to a dark butler. I say slightly older gentleman because I cannot tell his age. Let’s just say his light blue hair makes it hard to tell if it’s gray from afar but even in a tux, I can tell his body is well toned and thick with muscle. He also came before me and like the time with the winged beauty, bowed gracefully before me.
“Princess, I am truly glad you have awoken.”
And just like before I was called again in a grand manner but this time I didn’t look behind me. I have no idea why they are talking like that but I should probably find some courage and ask them.
“Umm… Excuse me, but please allow me to ask, who might you two be and where am I?”
Timidly and as politely as I could, I asked them. When I said so, both made surprised faces then extreme anger flared across their faces. It seems that little bit of courage just caused a disaster for me. This must be why there are always people more cowardly than courageous! Strangely, my life was not immediately forfeited and their anger quickly left when they looked at me again. The winged beauty came closer and I even tensed up at first but that lovely face puts me at ease.
This is bad! Her beauty is so strong that it even stops me from feeling danger from her! She leaned in closer at the side of the bed and asked…
“Do you not recognize me, have you perhaps lost your memory?”
Memory? She asked about memory but I have it. If I didn’t I would be quite troubled right?
“Would you please tell me your name?”
Name… now that I think about it, I have yet to say it even though she told me hers. Such poor manners…
“My name is Seraphim.”
When I said that, shock returned to that beautiful face, is the anger going to come back as well? Maybe I should just stay quiet, but that would be quite rude and offensive to her. I have yet to say anything offensive to her so that might be why I have yet to receive that anger.
“Apologies, but that is my name.”
“Though we do have the same name, I do not think it is something to apologize for.”
To think she apologized! Is having the same name offensive perhaps? If so, maybe I should quickly apologize as well?
“That is not what I meant. Your name is not Seraphim, Seraphim is the name you gave me.”
“I did!?”
She nods her head at my surprise then asks if I knew the butler’s name. The urge to immediately say ‘no’ assaulted me at first but now that I have searched my memory, I remember him. Rather, how could I forget someone with rainbow colored eyes that are always changing? I called him Sebastian after a while of thinking.
“Then what are you?”
After digging in my memories again, I answered.
“Seraphim… I am a Seraphim created from the unlikely combination of an arch angel and an arch devil by a supreme being and the only one I recognize as my god! Also known as Sera by my master!”
“I-I see…”
Wow that was a mouthful or rather, to think we were both Seraphim. Perhaps she is called Sera as well. I have to say though, that sad face she has on now should not be on that beautiful face. Perhaps she is not fond that we are both Seraphim?
“It pains me to say this but you are not a Seraphim…”
My head naturally tilts in confusion at her words. How am I not a Seraphim?
“If you find it troubling to believe, feel free to touch your wings.”
As she said so, I touched them or tried to at least. My wings that should naturally extend from my back were none existent! Panic very quickly consumed me as my wings that were a symbol of what I am were gone. I could barely ask in my panic…
“My, my wings… where are they?!”
When I looked back at her, she had a very pained expression now.
“As I said before, you are not a Seraphim. It appears that you have my memories but have lost your own.”
“Why would I have your memories?!”
“I am not entirely sure but I will, without fail present an answer to you!”
Memories… so I lost my memories and have someone else’s. This is quite a shock but now a new question comes to mind. Who am I really?
“May I ask, do you have memories other than being that of a Seraphim?”
The butler like person that had been standing in silence the entire time asked. Thinking about it, I have vague memories of being some really huge creature.
“I think so but this can’t be me. I mean, is this not a dragon?”
I said so absent mindedly but for some reason they were shocked again. I seem to keep giving them shocks every time I speak. I’m sorry…
“I see… this may be related to our links connecting us and feeding our memories to our master as compensation for what may have been lost.”
I have no idea what he is talking about at all, though it seems this beauty understands him.
“If what you say is true Sebas, maybe if she meets everyone then her memories… or at least she will have our memories of her.”
“Indeed, but I have concern for so many memories flowing in at once, the shock may become a burden.”
“Our master is not so weak! Rather, not having memories is far more of a burden!”
“It is as you say, I will summon and inform everyone of the situation.”
“I will ready our master and present her.”
Seriously, what are they talking about? I wish they would make things simpler for me, rather, don’t exclude me just because you now know I lack memories! Ah… I may be quite the selfish person. Strangely finding simple joy in discovering something about myself, a hand was extended to me. Almost as if automatic, I took the extended hand that helped me off of the bed. At that very moment, I realized my short stature. My face only reached those ample mounds protruding in front of her called breasts! Also, I am indeed a girl. Though they said things like she and her, when I realized that I had no memories of my own, that possibility came to mind. Anyway, when I got off the bed, I thought to let go of her hand but didn’t. I wonder if her beauty can control me to such an extent.
While thinking such trivial things, the scenery around us had changed. I looked around in a panic and found 4 maids with their heads bowed. I would have probably been fine and able to realize from the memories of Seraphim as to what she did but one of the maids threw my thinking into disarray. What should be a head of lovely hair was in fact a head full of emerald snakes coiled around each other into a lovely bun. Though I will admit the scales of those colorful snakes were quite beautiful, that only came after I recovered. Sadly, I only recovered after I had been stripped naked and standing nude in front of a rather pointlessly large marble bath. By pointlessly large, I mean it is practically an indoor lake!
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Standing still in a daze in front of the heated lake, I finally realized that I am not alone here when the footsteps behind me became audible. Turning to look, I received a massive feast for the eyes! Also in the nude was that pointlessly beautiful and overly sexy Seraphim! Ah… I feel like every time I see her she is more beautiful. Even as someone of the same gender, she could captivate me and make me her love slave! While now in a daze for an entirely different reason, my body was washed all over. From the tips of my hair all the way to the ends of my toes were washed thoroughly, even the unmentionables were delicately kneaded with her bare fingers! I may have seen a very creepy face on this beauty in my dazed state as well. I’m sorry you had to wash me because my brain stopped, but now I feel like a rape victim! Next time I will definitely do it myself, so don’t make that face anymore… please!
After that ridiculous bath, the maids dried my body and made me wear a light purple dress with amethyst gems and embroidery that I originally thought to be silver but was actually white gold. This dress really complements my amethyst eyes and white gold hair quite well! Though I say white gold, it has a purple hue which makes it look both white gold and amethyst. There is also a small amethyst gem embedded in the middle of my forehead for some reason. Really, this place is amazing! Now that I think back, they never did answer my question of where I am. This may be some royal palace and I don’t have much confidence in my manners lacking memory and such. After being dressed, Seraphim returned in a white dress similar to the one before. Ugh… it’s quite hard to look her in the eyes after what I saw and what she did to me.
Again she held her hand out to me without a word but despite me thinking to resist, my hand gently rested a top her palm as the scenery changed again. This time I half expected it so I was not too surprised, but the place we moved to was like an audience chamber in some grand palace. She gestured for me to sit on what could only be describe as a throne, and yet again I could not resist. Is she seriously somehow controlling me or does my brain just go on auto when I see her and chooses not to resist? Either way I sat down obediently but what I saw that was now in front of me shocked me more than anything today! If I thought even a little about relevant things rather than being captivated by Sera’s pointless beauty and erotic figure, I would have foreseen this… probably.
In front of the thrown all kneeling before me spread a variety of different people. Though I say variety, that did not mean there were a lot of them but no 2 were ever shaped the same let alone looked the same. Though they were all different, I instinctively knew what they were! Perhaps this is because of Seraphim’s memories? Paying no heed to my confusion, the black clothed butler from earlier who somehow managed to appear right next to me spoke to those in attendance.
“The situation is as I have explained earlier! Though our master has finally resurrected, I am afraid there are still some after effects. Regardless, our loyalty remains strong! Come forward and pledge your loyalty once more to our beloved master!”
He declared to everyone kneeling. But master… master? Are they talking about me? Though I am still somewhat confused, for them to call me master must be a joke right? After hearing these words, the first to rise and step forward was a large 2.5 meter tall skeleton. He wore black robes with gold trimmings revealing his rib cage and a golden crown atop his skull. He carried in his hand a golden scepter adorned with many different jewels. Now standing before me he bowed then introduced himself.
“I am the ‘Undying King’ that continues to worship and follow you even in death. My name is ‘Grim Hell Scythe’ and once more I offer you my undying loyalty.”
He said so proudly. What the hell was that?! Am I really their master?! This damn Seraphim could have mentioned something at least once before we came here! I mean yeah, I was thinking stupid things most of the time but is this not something worth mentioning ahead of time?! Hmm… what’s happening now? I see… is this his memories perhaps? Rather, are they trying to give me everyone’s memories so I can know who I am?! That is clearly a bad idea! My brain has been overloading with no memories all this time so if I suddenly receive memories from everyone here, there won’t be much brain left! Despite my inner turmoil, Grim had returned to the line and was kneeling again. Now standing in front of me is a young girl with ash white skin smooth like porcelain, ash white hair tied into a ponytail covered by a deep red bonnet cap and deep blood red eyes. Spreading the deep red ball gown dress that she wore like a drape, she curtsied before me.
“I am the ‘Vampire Queen’ that holds faith solely in my master and creator. My name is ‘Luminas Valentine’ and I once more offer you my eternal faith.”
Again the memories flowed into me. I try not to focus on them as there are a lot. If I go through all, I know my brain will die a miserable death. It makes me wonder if I was perhaps someone stupid before but I forgive my current self as I lack my own memories. These introductions continued on and on as my brain very quickly overloaded and I collapsed on the throne at the end. Quite pathetic for someone they call there master. Well, even after all of that I still only have a vague idea of what I am since I could not go through all the memories. I mean, first of all, these guys are all really old and have thousands of years’ worth of memories each! I thought I might have been stupid before but as my brain survived all of it till the end, I must have been very smart! Haha… optimism.
From what I gathered from all those introductions though is that I made kings and queens as a representation of various things. For example, Grim and Luminas were a representation of aspects of death. The most extreme representations though may be the 7 sins and 7 virtues. If they were like the others then for one of the seven sins like pride, there would be one male and one female. However, all the deadly sins were male only and all the virtues were female only. They were then paired with their counterpart. When I realized this, I thought they would hate each other’s guts as they were complete opposites but they all loved their counterparts dearly, like they complete each other. I could not understand it but those 14 were the strongest fighting force here lead by a true monster named Seraphim.
Seraphim had no partner. Apparently she was created solely for my personal use, supposedly being my greatest masterpiece, at the same time my most hated creation. She represents depravity and divinity as she is a cross between an arch devil and an arch angel. She is considered an abomination by others… how the hell can someone even call this beauty as such?! Rather, how did I think that supposed atrocity could possibly be me?! Then there is Sebastian, my first creation that apparently became the first dragon and dragon god. In truth, I did not create him but he came into existence by himself so he lacks a partner as well. I only helped him along and modified him as I pleased whenever he came to say hi. Those two were by far the strongest here.
There are others as well but they were the standard pair format. Pairs that represent things like the sea and sky were also made. Seraphim and her subordinates were unique in their representations but everyone else is unique in appearance. Simply put, they were all some sort of monster! Then there are the maids. They were somewhat unique as well but not calamities like Sebastian and Seraphim... I think. They were all female of course but their partners were nonexistent as they were all beasts of calamities instead such as a giant phoenix, serpentine dragon, elemental tailed fox, chimera spider-ant etc. All of the maids were subordinate to Esmeralda, the snake haired head maid. There were other maids unrelated to beasts as well such as an automaton and doppelganger but there purposes were extra unique instead.
Though it seems like I made them, I really didn’t want to admit it but this situation we are in is entirely my fault! When my consciousness returned, I found myself back on my bed with a worried Seraphim next to me. From the memories, I understood what happened to me but not the specifics. Simply put, I angered the gods. Ah… by the way, I am or was a goddess. As a god, I grew too powerful and became an odd ball goddess. As a god, I gave myself a physical body which is only seen as a prison to gods without form. Then, my creations that almost seemed like an attempt to create gods were all hated as things that should not exist. I think this idea is because they are made as representations the same way gods can represent certain things. Because of this, I created an asylum for them to gather in which is where I am now. This asylum housed things that were not of my creation as well, and a lot too but this only agitated the gods more as they joined together to destroy me.
Long story short, I made a kingdom, went to war with the gods and lost splendidly! I mean, was there even any hope of me winning? My creations that were not strong enough to survive an attack from gods were all slaughtered and those not of my creation were forcibly removed and sent back to where they came from. The scale of loss we received was so large leaving barely 50 of my creations alive that were sealed away with my body. When I talked with Sera about it she kept apologizing but in truth, I brought those gods on us doing as I pleased so it is entirely my fault. She told me our losses were around 300 million. That’s how many people I sheltered from the gods but only 50 survived! They also successfully destroyed me.
I asked if Sera understood why I lost my memories but she only had a hypothesis. She thinks that because I grew so strong, the other gods could not outright kill me but only weaken me. Because of this, they planned to banish me to another world. However, they could not force me into another world without resistance from that world, so they created a new world from scratch. I became a sacrifice for the creation of a new world and the seal that kept my creations inside. She told me all this with eyes filled and overflowing with tears apologizing again and again for not protecting me. The creation of this new world slowly chipped away at me and to my memories it would seem. To the gods, this may have been the best way to kill me and they certainly succeeded. Strangely though, I held no anger nor hatred for the gods as I understood why they did this. It would be different if I had my old memories though but without them, I can look at it objectively.
This failure of a goddess should have been dead though, how did I wake up? When I asked, she claimed the best she can think of is that when I became completely empty, my links which connect me to them opened possibly to sustain my body. I’ve been asleep for a few thousand years trapping them in this place. If they had destroyed my body they could have easily escaped but for them, they could never even think of doing it. There is something I am curious about though, their true master has already died but will they still follow this weak me who is not even a god anymore? The answer came almost instantaneously, she even claimed that they could not live without me! If I was not an odd ball goddess who gave themselves a physical body, I definitely would not have come back and disappeared with the creation of this world. Though I am just the shell of a former god, I will try my best to live up to those who are left behind and still follow me.
After our talk, I went to explore this golden floating castle but it was too big. I mean, it did house millions of people but this so called castle is like its own private world! There were 100 floors and each floor is the size of a country. As I had control of this place, I could close my eyes and see anywhere in the castle leading me to immediately give up walking around. The 100th floor is my exclusive domain that I would usually reside but now I am on the 60th floor. I came here to learn what I can do in my weakened state but as expected, I am weak. These guys could easily erase my existence, I just hope none of them attack me because I will definitely lose.
After coming to terms with how weak I am, I went to the lower world with Sebas. The others wanted to come as well but I think it would be bad traveling with so many people that stand out so much. Sera even pushed her wings and horns into another plane of existence just to look like a human but her beauty alone would attract too much attention. Though I would definitely say that the face I have is extremely cute. Sera’s is the seductive type that men would endlessly crave for only to die a fruitless death in the pursuit. So, I set off from the castle in the sky to the ground with Sebas. Just to be clear, I most certainly am not running away!
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