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Chapter 1
As we journeyed over the deep forest, I tried not to think too much about the strange mountain I had seen the previous day. I had been so sure that it was Half Dome, but it couldn’t be.
Half Dome was a mountain in Yosemite National park, California, and I was very much not in the States anymore. The world I was in now was full of fantasy creatures and magic. I had woken up as a god and been worshipped by my four beautiful priestesses and now a whole army of gnomes and elves.
Since I’d arrived here, I had witnessed fights against giant spiders, led a battle against gargoyles, and made love to the most stunning women in existence over and over again. Most of the time I wasn’t even in a physical body and viewed the world from my followers’ eyes. I had a digital interface I could mentally scroll through, including my God Vision that showed me nearby dangers and animals. On top of this, the interface would often pop up with a new quest for me to complete with the promise of a reward, and I had access to a devotional map that would tell me how many true believers I had on my side.
This couldn’t possibly be Earth.
In this crazy world, I had a whole convent that had been built up from ruins, and the grounds now had a thriving garden that had taken off thanks to the magical powers of my naiad lover. We’d built a food cellar to store our meats, along with four lookout towers complete with gnome-sized catapults to defend our keep.
There was no denying I was living an incredible life here, but it sure as hell couldn’t be an Earth life.
Still… I couldn’t ignore the mountain I had noticed the other day. It looked almost identical to Half Dome, and I had a serious sense of deja vu as I stared at the flat peak.
It must just be a coincidence that there was a landmark that looked eerily similar to one from my old life. I could barely even remember that old world anymore, or much about who I was in it. I knew my name was Jack, and that I’d worked in computers, had some close friends, and gamed more than I probably should have, but everything else from that time seemed unimportant now that I had my godly life.
Then there was the strange newspaper article we’d found that hinted at me being some kind of big shot CEO, but it wasn’t much to go off. The truth was, I had no idea how I ended up in my new world, or what happened to me in my last one when that happened, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
Only in this strange, magical new world could I fly along with two of my priestesses while I scanned the area with my God Vision, but I wasn’t wholly convinced about the whole Half Dome mistake just yet. That’s why I had my two winged lovers on their way to scout the mountain area in question, just so I could be certain it wasn’t the same as the one I had seen as a kid.
Watching my two women soar above the world made it even harder to believe this place could be Earth.
Aleia was a strawberry-blonde fairy, with a beautiful, freckled face and lilac wings. She was the physically strongest person I had ever met despite her petite frame, and she was adorable in every way. Aleia sometimes seemed shy, but she was incredibly brave and outrageously good in bed, and recently, she had become pregnant with my child.
I couldn’t wait to meet that little half-fairy, half-god.
That was another serious perk of being a god. My priestesses worshipped me with their bodies as well as their minds, and lately, they’d been begging me to give them more and more of my holy seed.
Celeste was just as beautiful, but very different to the petite fairy. She was a harpy we had rescued from a group of gargoyles, with amber eyes and fiery red hair. Her lean frame flew through the air on scarlet and orange wings, and she was one of the toughest people I had ever met. Celeste was able to transform into a battle bird when she needed to, and she could shoot fire from her talons. She was a serious badass and had grown up training hard to become a warrior of her people, and I was so lucky to have her on the team.
Back at the convent I had Penelope waiting, who was also pregnant with my child. She was a blue-skinned naiad and had been devoted to me from the moment I’d woken up in my new god-like state. She was sweet and caring, and had endless talents with her gardening skills, and her water powers seemed to advance more every day.
Nicola was the only human among my lovers, but she had talents and skills that were definitely too magical to be found back in my old life. She could communicate with animals in a way I had never seen before, and she was also incredible with her weapons. She was still new to combat training, but she was more eager than any of my women to hone her skills, and every weapon she got her hands on seemed to make the deadly woman glow. The golden-skinned brunette was a sassy, straight talking badass, and I hoped she was going to fall pregnant soon, too.
She wasn’t usually the sentimental type, but even Nicola had taken to begging for me to impregnate her.
Together, my lovers had built up our convent with the help of our gnome friends, and we had really begun to make a proper community there. The gnomes who had moved in were both tough and knowledgeable. I had learned a lot about this new world from them, and I was proud to have them as my followers.
Especially after everything we’d been through together lately.
The recent arrival of a storm of Squall Sprites had threatened the land near the convent, and we had to battle it out with the orange beasts to save the nearby town of Evelhelm. We’d been victorious there, thanks to the bravery of my followers and the elven people, and we’d managed to do it with no lost lives and minimal damage.
After that, my follower count had tripled as the residents of Evelhelm left behind their old god Tobias. It had become clear that the god Tobias was not real, or if he was, then he didn’t give a shit about his people. Despite having a whole temple in his honor, he never once came to help the people of Evelhelm, and I had stepped in to save the locals when they needed it most.
But I knew the real fight wasn’t over.
The sprites had announced their devotion to a god named Ethan, and it seemed that their orange storm was still going strong over the distant mountains and beyond. Whether Ethan was a true god like myself, I couldn’t be sure, but I knew my followers had to be prepared for anything now.
Saving the elves had worked out in my favor in this way, because they had insisted on showering the convent with gifts and supplies from the town. They were extremely hard-working people, and they seemed eager to serve a god who took the time to show up for them.
The temple that had once been for Tobias had finally been opened up after decades, and the elves wanted to devote the place to me instead. I had to admit, I felt pretty smug taking a whole temple from another god. Not that I would ever meet Tobias, it didn’t seem that anyone ever would, and I wondered exactly how he had even made a name for himself in the first place. For the short time I had been a god, every moment had been about helping others with my powers.
What was the point of being a god if I didn’t put my skills to good use?
“How can there still be so many sprites?” Aleia asked as the winged women kept low over the trees.
My attention snapped back to the mountains, and the eerie storm that hung over them.
“We slaughtered so many of them,” Celeste said. “But that didn’t even make a dent!”
They stared out at the swirling mass of orange and black clouds, and we could see thousands of little orange bodies zooming around inside. The Squall Sprites had apparently always brought around bad weather, but never like this. They had amassed in the name of the god Ethan and created a deadly storm, and although they were only a couple of feet tall, they were lethal when they were in a big group.
“Fuckers,” I said, but my mind was still on Half Dome.
I studied the flat top of the mountain and wondered what it would even mean if this place did turn out to be California. Did that mean I had traveled in time? That somehow, I had woken up thousands of years in the future, and the world had at some point just become overrun with magic? I mean, the dinosaurs had all been wiped out, so maybe a similar thing had happened to humans. Maybe the world had started again from scratch, and somehow the creatures that evolved this time around were all from fantasy story books.
There was no explanation that didn’t sound insane.
I carefully scanned the nearby area and tried to remember the landmarks that would be close by if I really was in Yosemite. I had been a kid when I visited the place, but I knew that there would be a lake nearby. We’d gone there shortly after touring this area of the park. Maybe Saddlebag Lake? I wasn’t entirely sure if that was the name, but it was something like that, and I could vaguely remember its location. My mind started to ease as I glanced around and could only see trees. I must have just imagined the similarities, it was just--
“Oooh!” Aleia called. “Look at that lake! The water is so blue.”
Ah.
I switched my view to Aleia’s eyes and followed the fairy’s gaze, and there was a body of water right where I remembered. It could still be a coincidence, though, it really didn’t prove anything.
“Let’s go and have a quick splash!” Celeste said. “It’s really warm. Is that okay, Jack?”
“Of course,” I said. “I just wanted to scout the area to make sure I knew where the storm was exactly.”
I didn’t want the women to know the real reason for their scouting mission. They didn’t know about my old life, or the fact I had been so shocked to wake up as a god. I still had no idea how exactly I got into the whole god situation, but I wanted to keep my investigations quiet.
The women swooped down toward the glistening water, and it looked ridiculously blue and still. I was still getting used to the creatures of my new world, and half-expected to see a mermaid sitting on the side combing her hair.
The priestesses touched down in the grass beside the lake and looked out at the stunning scenery. The water was surrounded by tall oak trees, and other kinds of trees I didn’t recognize exactly. They were all huge and with dark green leaves, and they grew densely packed together to conceal whatever animals were lurking deep inside.
“Just a quick dip,” Aleia said as she slid her boots off. “I’ll just wet my feet.”
“Yeah,” Celeste agreed. “We won’t strip down fully right now. As much as Jack would like that.”
“You know I would,” I chuckled. “But you can do that back at the creek so the others don’t miss out. You know I love to watch when you all bathe together.”
“Always, Jack,” Aleia giggled, and she shot a flirty smile toward the sky.
Then the women placed their weapons down at the side of the water. Aleia had brought one of the crossbows, and Celeste had the sword she had bought from Evelhelm recently.
The harpy stepped into the lake, and the water lapped at her ivory calves. She scooped some water up and splashed her face and then smiled up at the sky. I switched my gaze to look through her own eyes, and down in the water, the sprite storm was hidden from view by the trees. It just looked like a peaceful pocket of the woods, and there was some gentle chirping of birds nearby.
“This is gorgeous,” the harpy sighed. “It’s so peaceful.”
“It’s beautiful,” Aleia agreed. “I could stay here all day.”
The fairy fluttered over the lake as I switched back to my God Vision, and I watched her skim her toes along the water as she moved further into the middle. Her freckled face broke out into a huge grin as she kicked water up and cooled herself off.
Then there was a sudden, deep groaning noise, and the two women looked around with wide eyes. I spotted the shadow in the lake before the women did, and I yelled out as soon as I saw it.
“Move!” I shouted. “There’s something in the water!”
Celeste shot up just as the shadow crashed through the surface, but Aleia wasn’t as quick. My phantom heart sank as an enormous, black creature erupted from the depths, and slimy tentacles flung up from the water. I knew exactly what the creature was the second I saw its inky-black eyes.
It was a giant squid.
The beast had eight long arms with suckers along the bottoms, and it caused a miniature tidal wave as it crashed through the surface of the lake. It made a low, deep rumbling noise and spun around with startling speed.
Aleia tried to move out of the way, but a long tentacle grabbed her by the legs before she had time to fly upward, and she cried out as the beast held on tight.
Rage filled my mind as the slimy bastard held onto my pregnant lover, and I knew I had to react in seconds before she was pulled down to the depths.
Celeste soared in a streak of red to grab her sword from the ground, and she didn’t waste a second before flying back over to the kraken.
“Jack!” she yelled. “What do I do?”
“Cut off its tentacle!” I shouted. “The one that’s got Aleia, quickly! Injure it as much as you can so it drops her.”
I felt sick as the fairy screamed and desperately clawed at the fleshy arm holding her captive. The huge squid-like animal writhed around, and the fairy was flung about from side to side.
“Go!” I shouted, and the kraken began to disappear down below the waves.
Celeste dove down with her blade held out and was met with a tentacle flying right at her. The harpy managed to duck, but she was a split second too slow, and the kraken’s limb knocked her sideways.
“Urrrgh!” Celeste roared as the wet flesh connected with her hip, and she only just managed to stay in the air as the tentacle splashed back into the water.
Aleia was being pulled down closer to the surface as the animal retreated, despite her efforts and kicking and clawing at the tentacle.
“Get it!” I yelled. “You can do it, Celeste, just stay focused and cut as much skin as you can.”
The harpy flew back toward Aleia with a fierce glower on her ivory face, and she managed to just dodge out of the way as another tentacle rose from the water. Then Celeste brought her blade up high as she hurtled toward the beast, and she screeched as she brought it down onto the inky-black skin of a long limb.
“Let go of her!” the harpy screamed. “Let go of my sister!”
The sword sliced into the kraken’s tentacle like warm butter, and the creature let out a horrific shriek as blue blood erupted from the wound. Celeste’s weapon kept on shredding through the black flesh as it writhed, and it made a wet, tearing sound as goop spilled out of the kraken. Then the harpy cut downward until her sword was buried halfway through the tentacle, and its grip loosened just enough for Aleia to wiggle free.
The fairy shot higher into the air and gasped as she flew out of reach of the beast, and Celeste brought her sword back up and dodged upward to join Aleia.
The injured tentacle was hanging on by a small stretch of skin, and the kraken roared as it swung the injured limb uselessly.
“Are you okay?” I asked, and Aleia nodded breathlessly.
She tucked her soaked hair behind her ears and wiped slime from her legs.
“I’m not hurt,” the fairy said. “Thank you so much for helping, Jack. Its grip was too tight to wiggle out of. I thought I was going to get pulled down.”
“I would never let that happen,” I said. “Now let’s finish this bastard so he doesn’t surprise anyone else trying to have an innocent swim.”
The kraken was wildly flailing around and trying to reach the women, and its blood had started to stain the lake a darker shade of blue. Its dark eyes darted from side to side and watched as Aleia swooped down to grab her crossbow.
Then the fairy quickly carried her weapon up over the creature’s head and aimed right at its left eye.
Celeste soared around the back of the kraken’s head as it watched Aleia, and the harpy wasted no time in flying right toward the slimy beast.
“Right into the fucker’s brain,” I hissed, and she flew straight up to the back of its huge head.
Celeste stabbed into the kraken’s head right as Aleia fired a bolt into its eye. The inky-skinned bastard screamed and whipped its tentacles around so quickly that the women had to soar upward to avoid getting hit.
I had expected that to be enough to kill it, but the creature kept lashing out toward the priestesses as more and more blood escaped from its wounds.
“This is one stubborn bastard,” I said. “Aleia, go for the other eye so it can’t see. The tentacles won’t be as useful if it’s blind!”
The fairy scrunched up her face with concentration and aimed as carefully as she could as the beast moved back and forth. Its good eye was only just above the water, and the kraken had started to sink as it lost even more blood.
Then Aleia took her shot, and the bolt soared directly into the remaining eyeball with a wet plop. The kraken screeched so loudly that the trees around the lake shook, and it started to make a high-pitched gurgling noise.
“It’s almost dead!” I cheered. “Celeste, give it one more stab right at the top of the head.”
Just as the harpy soared down to finish the fucker, the kraken seemed to get a last surge of energy. Two inky tentacles flew upward, and one of them knocked Celeste right in the chest. She was thrown down toward the water, and Aleia flew down to grab her.
The fairy raced toward her friend, but the Kraken was faster, and it seemed to know exactly where to aim. Aleia was grabbed again by one of the black tentacles, and Celeste crashed into the water.
