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“So you ate the apple why now?”

“The serpent said we should,” Eve said quietly, twiddling her thumbs nervously.

My eyes snapped over to Adam and with a raised eyebrow I asked; “You listened to her, why now?”

“Do you want my honest answer or a lie?” Adam asked, eyeing me with no fear.

“Speak the truth if you wish, Adam.”

“Eve is my wife, she is my other half, she ate the fruit without my knowledge, and should she face punishment for it, I will as well. For what kind of man would I be if not one willing to sacrifice himself for his wife?”

“Oh, Adam!” Eve cooed, rubbing her face against his, all while he kept his eyes on me. I was more surprised that he didn’t have an ounce of fear on his face. Realistically I could wipe him from his existence with minimal effort, yet he shows no fear.

I made one cool-ass dude.

“I see.”

“So what will you do, Lord Almighty? Will you cast us out to fend for ourselves? Will you send us down to where you sent Lilith and let her deal with us? Or will you send us up to Heaven and let us be slaves for all of eternity? I reject all three!”

The firm determination in his eyes did something to my heart. Something painful. I never wanted to be at odds with any of my creations, and I saw now that no matter what I did, I couldn’t please everyone. My choices would always reap consequences, and those consequences would always affect me.

“The first one. You have broken my rules, and thus I shall cast you out of my garden. Earth is still your domain to rule over, but you shall do it without my aid.” I waved my hand in front of them, and Adam got on the defensive, ready to block any attack I had ready for them. “It is done, your bodies have been attuned for life on Earth, your actions have consequences, as do mine, and you and your children shall forever walk this Earth with the same fate as us, a constant cycle of actions and consequences. Begone.” I ordered and watched as Adam and Eve, both covered in leaves, left the Garden of Eden, hand in hand.

The day had come when Eve was tricked by the serpent and she and Adam consumed the Fruit of the Tree of Knowledge. It was hard to watch them leave, but they needed to head out to start humanity, and they wouldn’t grow in the Garden.

Speaking of the Garden, I reached my hand out, and magic formed in it, building until a flash of light consumed the Garden of Eden in its entirety. When the light cleared I was standing in a beautiful forest, but nowhere near the Garden’s level of beauty.

In my hand was a ball of light and if one looked closely they could see the majestic Garden of Eden.

This was a sacred gear, the first of my creations. I knew it well, from both my past knowledge and my overwhelming knowledge left over even after creating the universe.

[Innovate Clear], the gear that allowed the wielder to create a dimension where they ruled everything, basically a mimic of my power. Such a thing was a powerful gear but only if a human with a great level of power and imagination wielded it. If the wielder had neither of those two things, or only one, they wouldn’t be too powerful, and thus it would be put on the lower end of the Longinus rankings.

I felt a beat of pain as I thought of the name ‘Longinus’ for my own child born from flesh would have to go through so much pain, even if that spear was the bearer of light for all of humanity.

It hurt me to my core, worse than losing Helel, Lilith, Adam, and Eve, but I knew it was necessary. Without Jesus to die for the sins of humanity, this world would fall into ruin, and the souls of sinful humanity could never see the pearly gates of Heaven.

“Father, are you alright?” Azazel asked, appearing beside me in a flash of white light.

“I am. This is the beginning of Humanity. Though it pains me to see them go, I stand proud knowing that they’ll create something amazing.”

“Amazing?” Azazel asked, her curiosity peaked. “How amazing are we talking?”

“You’ll see.” I grinned, wrapping my arm around her and teleporting us back to Heaven.

— Sixteen Years Later —

“Mnngh, oh Father~” Remiel moaned in my ear as I pounded into her over and over again. “It feels so good~”

“She only loves it more and more, Father~” Azazel whispered into my ear as she wrapped her arms around me from behind. “Why don’t you punish your naughty angel, this is your fault after all~”

“You’re quite bold, Azazel. I’ll deal with you later.”

Azazel’s sultry look grew into one of pure joy as she slithered her way to Remiel’s body and started kneading her breasts.

“Anngh, A-Azazel?!” Remiel moaned in pleasure. I grasped her hips and sped up, slamming my cock deeper and deeper into her tight pussy walls. Truly the pussies of angels, my greatest creation yet. I didn’t know how devil pussies felt, but I felt inclined to try.

“I’m cumming, Father!” Remiel screamed, her pussy clenched around my cock, milking me and forcing me to cum deep inside of her. Rope after rope of my cum painted her womb, but I was far from done. I flipped her over, grasping her arms as I drove back into her.

“Anngh!” She moaned in surprise and pleasure.

“Ah, I wanted my turn.” Azazel pouted but I tuned her out, focusing on Remiel’s tight, yet soft ass jiggling from my every thrust as my hips slammed against them, causing another wave of jiggles. It was an entrancing sight and it motivated me to keep fucking her as hard as I could.

“Mnm, F-Father~”

I pulled her arms harder, pulling out further before slamming the full length of my cock into her pussy, knocking at her womb with ferocity. Once again her pussy walls clamped around my cock, with each of her pussy folds grinding and squeezing my cock, begging for me to cum.

I gave her pussy what it wanted, releasing myself inside of her with even more vigor than last time.

Our orgasms lasted a while, and once it concluded, I slowly slid myself out of Remiel’s cum filled cunt.

“Azazel, clean me up then clean your sister,” I ordered, and Azazel got right to work with practiced technique. Her tongue licked the head of my cock first, before she shoved the whole thing down her throat, licking up the cum from both myself and Remiel and swallowing it with audible gulps. Once she had cleaned me up thoroughly, she started licking at Remiel’s freshly fuck cunt greedily, all while wagging her ass.

The girl had grown to be quite the tease, and for that she needed punishing. I lined myself up with Azazel’s lower lips, grabbing a handful of her ass as I pushed deep inside her.

“Mnnmmm!” Her voice was muffled by Remiel’s pussy, but the intent behind it was clear.

She wanted more, and I would give it to her. I pulled back, ramming back into her, enjoying the jiggle of her ass cheeks as I gripped her hips and continued thrusting. I wanted to see that ass work!

“More~” She begged through slurps, and I raised my hand, bringing it down hard on her ass cheek.

“Mnngh!”

My fingers dug into her soft skin as I put my effort into fucking her cunt. My hips clapped against her asscheeks as she let out unending moans that were like music to my ears. All the while, Remiel gripped Azazel’s head, pushing it into her pussy as she eyed me with hazy eyes. She wanted to go another round, I could tell that much, and I intended to deliver, but first…

I pulled my cock out of Azazel so only the head remained inside, before thrusting hard into her, pushing against her baby room with force.

“Mnngh!”

“Don’t get distracted, lick.” I ordered and smiled when Remiel threw her head back as Azazel got back to work. “Good work, now come for me.”

“Mmm~”

I felt my orgasm approaching rapidly, so I sped up my thrusts, enjoying the feeling of Azazel’s sopping cunt clamping down on me as she came.

I gripped Azazel’s ass, pushing my full length inside of her as I emptied my balls inside of her. I held her tight, not letting her go until my orgasm had finished, then I slowly pulled out of her and rested my cock on her ass. Grinning at the view.

“Good work, Azazel.”

“A-Ah.” Azazel breathed out before welcoming unconsciousness.

“Another round, Father?” Remiel asked needily, but I waved her off as I lay beside her, pulling the sleeping Azazel onto my chest.

“Not now, Azazel did good work, it would be impolite to go again without her.”

“Alright, Father.” Remiel hummed, lying on my chest while looking up at me.

Sixteen years. Sixteen relatively short years had passed since I kicked Adam and Eve out of the Garden of Eden and turned the place into a sacred gear. In that time Lucifer and Lilith had increased the numbers of the devils from a couple hundred to around the ten thousand mark. That was mostly props to Lilith’s ability to create new life without having to birth them and those new lives going on to be the low-class devils.

I hadn’t visited Lilith since she gave birth to little Rizevim. I started getting annoyed by the devils attacking me every time I went down, and it didn’t make things better that instead of disciplining them, Lucifer and Lilith would just outright kill them for such a thing. So yeah, fuck that.

As for Adam and Eve, things have been going well for them, they have several kids, a few boys, and a few girls, and are living pretty happily. I did visit them a few times. The first visit was pretty damn hard to go through. Adam had been incredibly hostile towards me, in fact, I’d describe the interaction as a father trying to make amends with his estranged son, but his son not wanting anything to do with him.

That quickly changed when his children flocked to me like a mosquito to light, and they tried climbing me like I was a fucking tree or something. Cute kids though, I liked them, especially Cain. He’d do some bad shit…in like a year, but hey, I could find a job for him to do while he’s…roaming Earth for eternity.

In fact, I think I know just the thing…I’m a genius!

“F-Father?” Azazel yawned, opening her eyes to look into mine. I gave her a warm smile. “That was great.” She was obviously still tired, but her eyes spoke true tales of the pleasure she had gone through. Hazy eyes filled with love. “We really need to get Gabriel in here.”

“All of my angels have the free will to make their own decisions, I will not force her for your sake, Azazel.” I chastised lightly.

Remiel had started exploring her sexual desires with myself and Azazel around ten years ago, and all that time Azazel craved to have all of her sisters in my bed. I didn’t mind her being so open about it, and we had spent many nights with many of my daughters.

Gabriel is an exception.

Gabriel…was pure. That’s the best way I could put it. She held no thoughts of sexual attraction towards me, I mean she found me handsome and found Azazel beautiful, but she never once thought about even doing something like kissing. The most lustful thought she’d ever had was holding hands.

I know, lewd as fuck, perhaps even worse than sex, but I guess she drew the line at holding hands and said fuck anything before that.

What an odd girl she was.

I knew Azazel’s lust for Gabriel was building, and I knew being in bed with her would not stop her fall, she was too curious. One day for any reason she would fall, it was a destined truth. A curious and playful angel with free will, that’s what she was, and such a combination was dangerous for a pure angel.

Whenever she fell, I would need to cast her out to start the Fallen Angel faction and the Grigori, they were pretty essential to the state of balance between Heaven and Hell, and though I didn’t look forward to the day when I would have to separate from my closest child, I knew that in time she would be mine again.

And time was all that I had.

— Chapter End —

Author’s Note: Writing this chapter sucked because writer’s block fucking sucks. Shit is not fun, and it is not cooking.

Comments

Deathknight134

So is God infertile? Can he not have kids with his slutty angels? Or is he choosing not to for some reason? Would the child drain his power? Just have the thought of a demigod angel in my head...

Kakukami | The King of Cooking

He can, just chooses not to. He can create angels as he wishes, so why bare an actual son? Or at least that's his thought process. His first blood son will come with Mary