God Is A Game Designer - 127 C126 Garden Of Darkness

Sitting on one of the garden benches. Archi held his head after the long ordeal he had just gone through in the Vortex. His eyes hollowed out as he was defeated both in spirit and mind while sitting inside such a lovely and brilliant garden. The dark sunflowers seeming to dance lightly in the shadows as the entire area gave a faint aura of beauty to the place.

The entire place gave off an aura of darkness and majestic beauty. Archi only having gotten to see if briefly a few times when travelling here with the pope and his brother: when both were chosen to guide the poor misfortunate souls in the vortex. Back then both were a lot cleaner and thinner than the deceased versions now.

The castle and surrounding lands covered by a thick dark cover that let only a few strands of light get inside as the entire city was almost in the perpetual dusk like state due to the power of the Goddess who lived inside.

“Assistant to the Arch Pope?”

The guard came back holding his pike in one hand looking nervous as he had come back from the main entrance. His eyes glossy as he nodded to the man as he gulped down the spit in the back of his throat.

“Do I need to explain it to the High Pope or the Supreme General?”

He had hoped he could pass the job onto someone else, his burden becoming much more relaxed as he could explain his actions to someone of high rank but mortal. If he was pushed straight into meeting with the Queen who was supposed to be Ruthless, then his mind was about to get broken.

“No, you have to meet with our devout leader directly.”

Hearing this, he felt his heart skip a beat: He never wanted to speak to the queen directly. This was going to be the end for him if he had to talk to the Queen. Standing up as he followed the guard compliantly as he wobbled on his feet.

“So the Queen wishes to see me?”

The guard continued leading him past the garden as they came up to the main pathway. Carved out of large stones as the floor was intricate and almost strangely mesmerising as the carved stone inter-played with each other to create such an unusual pattern. The guard almost had to drag him along as he stared at the floor.

As they eventually reached the stairway as the double dark doors began to open as several men and woman dressed as maids and butlers came out to greet him.

“No. The Goddess is going to see you directly.”

With this, the guard pushed the man inside as the doors closed behind him. It was clear that the man had waited to give this last bit of information to stop the man from fleeing.

“Fuck…”

The only word that escaped his lips as he turned to look at the maids and butlers around him. The first indication of something being wrong was the dress attire as he noticed each of them naked in various states with only a few items to even identify themselves as butlers or maids.

All the men very masculine with rippling muscles along with very handsome features as well. On the other hand, the ladies had the femininity enhanced as each one seemed to have a sweet, kind and caring nature about them.

It was almost like these people around him who were all human had been enhanced to be the perfection of the species. It made him feel slightly sick as he was almost the opposite of both by being a small and weak human with no cute or kind redeeming features.

“This way Assistant. I must inform you that we can’t have any enjoyment till after we play.”

Each word was lasting far too long as the woman who said it had a look that was beyond kindness, friendship and love. It was a look that made a shiver go down his spine as he looked at the woman in panic as he saw pure lust and wanton.

Emotions not so pure. This was not the teachings Archi had given out during his time learning about the Goddess of Dusk. The one that protects against the night and allows people to sleep safely.

His eyes were looking around at the corridor as it continued. All the artwork was twisted and devilish as it showed so much lustful deception and horrible acts of shamefulness. He felt his cheeks growing warm and his soiled pants growing tight as he just wanted to scream and run away in horror at the Goddess he had worshipped.

This small group was also not the only one as they ascended to the second floor via the main hallway.

Off in the many corners, areas and rooms, he could hear the sounds of pleasure, chains and many other devices that made him sick to his core.

Arriving at the end of the corridor as two large dark figures in cloaks approached him. Both wielding massive leather whips with studded metal balls on end.

This weapon confused him to the nature of the device. Pleasure or pain or maybe it was made to do both.

“We have arrived. She is inside, and I recommend you stay away from the bed if you wish to remain safe.”

The words caused the man to fear for his life. What was inside this side room that made an unusual maid to tell him to stay away from the bed. His interests had always remained purely vanilla. He may have done a few things with some of the service girls brought in, but it was still strictly on the safer side.

His eyes were staring at the door as he made no movements as he felt his heart beating in his chest rapidly. The only thing keeping him here was the small nugget of power inside his heart that pulsed just enough to remind him of its presence.

Two dark arms wrapped themselves around his neck as the shadows crawled across his skin. The body of a divine woman pressing against his back and moulded to him perfectly as he felt total fear instead of pleasure filling him as he knew that this was only one person.

The voice like a sweet whisper in his ear as he felt like screaming his lungs out for a different reason.

“Tell me what message he has brought me.”

The voice filled with a sweetness that wanted to devour him. The venom coated sweetness that drove him insane.

Her final words causing confusion and panic just the same.

“What does Father want?”