Reincarnated as the Only Human

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Extra Chapter~

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Areseta PoV

Standing on the balcony of a ruined palace, I smirked as I looked over the Goblin Chiefdom, the hundreds of buildings aflame after a well fought fight.

The Orc’s had wanted this land for both the agricultural benefit, but also...

Turning back, I grinned at the Orc Empress, who was currently slamming her hips into the Goblin Princess, who was squealing under the Orc’s assault.

This war had been instigated, waged, and won all for the acquisition of the Goblin people into the Orcish Empire, due to a need for workers and breeders.

An Orc’s compatibility with a Goblin was surprisingly high, and the smaller, equally green mortals were highly fertile, whilst also being amongst a few of the races capable of withstanding an Orc’s assault.

Hearing me step back into the bedroom, the Empress glanced up from the buxom Goblin, a feral smirk on her face as she rasped ”All thanks go to you, Goddess Areseta! Please, like we agreed...”

She gestured towards the large bed, where a mature Goblin stared at me, her red eyes filled with a reluctant acceptance as I approached.

Licking my lips, I shrugged off the red traveling cloak I wore, before removing the remaining armor from my red veined black skin, revealing the perfect musculature to the Goblin Chieftess, as well as my needy, drooling cock.

Smirking down at the smaller woman, I crawled onto the bed as I grabbed her waist, dragging her under me as I began to enjoy my prize, satiating my post battle libido.

It had become a ceremony of mine after I won another war a long time ago, and I had accepted the deal of a Elven Queen as she offered herself to me in exchange for leaving her Queendom standing.

The normally pure, reserved, and quiet race...

I made her a driveling, moaning mess afterwards, and she gave birth to the first of my children, a union of mortal and divine.

My first ever conquest, and I had found such an addicting, wonderful nectar at the end of each campaign...

My lust for sex was as high as my lust for blood, and when I satiated one, the other needed to be calmed down as well, lest I go insane.

A mistake I’ve only made once, and while many curse my name in the moment, they know naught what I am truly capable of.

For the people who would warn them are no longer amongst us.

I perpetuated a genocide of three races that month, and yet I never once cared about my actions.

Blood needed to be spilt, needed to flow, and that was all that was on my mind.

So as I began to sow my seed inside yet another conquered people, I grinned wildly as I let my thoughts drift to my next conquest, my ears tuning into the prayers of the various commanders of the world as they asked for my assistance.

The Orc Empress and I stayed inside the Goblin Capital for a month or so, watching as our selected women gave birth to our children every week, slowly breaking them down into their base nature with ease.

When I did finally bid the Orc Empress farewell, I did so with the intent of moving on to my next campaign, to my next battlefield.

My domain was of war and bloodshed, and whetting my appetite of each only grew my power, but...

Unlike my old friend Reincantra, I wasn’t able to lounge around and let it grow on its own; instead, I needed to create wars, shed blood, all so I could get stronger.

My reason was simple really; I hated how some of my fellow Goddesses looked down on me as some lesser being due to my base nature.

So I wanted to stand above them and make them beg and plead like that Goblin Chieftess did, to know that they were wrong about me by beating it into them.

As I went to warp myself to the nearest praying commander, I found myself incapable of doing so, my power blocked by someone else.

Frowning, I looked around myself for the Goddess responsible, before freezing.

Standing behind me was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen.

Flawless white skin shone in the suns light.

Silky smooth gray hair cascading onto a pair of dainty shoulders, while that gray hair framed a soft, gentle face.

Her silvery eyes were filled with anxiousness and slight fear, but a large amount of determination as well.

Wearing a spotless silver trimmed white robe, the woman concealed her petite frame, whilst her hands clasped an ornate silver staff.

Staring straight at me, the woman spoke, her voice soft and melodic.

”Areseta, I am Serenata, the Goddess of Peace, and I implore of you; please cease this needless warfare and bloodshed!”

She spoke with such devotion and conviction that I had to consider her words, just for a moment.

However, the feeling of power radiating from her made me sneer.

”Needless? It’s not needless. I NEED it, therefore it is required.”

I felt my heart clench as she recoiled slightly from me, her eyes filled with surprise as I snarled that.

Seeing her like that hurt for some reason, but I continued on anyways, my momentary stun from her beauty fading fast as my hate swelled.

”Are you another of those Goddess’ that think I’m lesser then you because I must act on my domain? Hmm? Are you looking down on me? HUH?!”

Stepping closer to her, I felt the red veins on my black skin crackle, displaying my anger.

”N-No, I j-just want-”

She raised her hands and shook her head, that gray mane of hair bouncing with the movement.

”You just want what? To tell me to stop being me? To laze around and accept those that would dare to ridicule me?”

She flinched again, those silvery eyes watering slightly as she began to tremble.

”N-Not at all! I-It’s just, i-is this all r-really needed? A-All this death? This c-conflict?”

I was now a few steps away from her, and I caught a whiff of vanilla wafting from her robes and hair, my thoughts freezing for a moment.

My mind couldn’t comprehend her words for a split second, but when it did I frowned, glaring down at the trembling woman.

”Conflict is good. Death is good. It forces these mortals to learn and grow, to make new changes, new choices, all so that they may avoid conflict, avoid death. And yet, no matter how many wars I wage, they continue to wage double, if not triple what I do. You want ME to stop? What about them? What about the Fairies that wish to slaughter the Pixies? The Mermaids that wish to massacre and feast on the Fishpeople? How about the Centaurs of the Steppes that wish to raid and seize the land of the relaxed Goatkin and Sheepkin?

Why do you speak to me, and not them? Why should I stop when the mortals are worse than the living embodiment of warfare and bloodshed? When they commit more atrocities daily than I could in a months time? Why me?”

She grew more flustered at that, her silver eyes darting from my face to my chest, before looking away.

”I um... w-well, I-it’s just... y-you...”

Fumbling over her words, Serenata took a deep breath before saying ”Y-You cause the bloodiest w-wars. Thats why... The s-suffering caused during your campaigns a-are much worse then w-what the mortals perpetuate amongst themselves... as do you c-children. Your children have killed more this year t-then even the Orcs, Hyenakin, and Wolfkin have...”

I froze at that, staring down at the trembling woman before me as she continued to look at me and away from me.

Growling in annoyance, I grabbed her chin and forced her to stare at my face, which made her blush deeply, those silver eyes watering again.

”I NEED to shed blood, Serenata. Otherwise, my own powers overwhelm me. No amount of self control can hold back the Goddess of Massacres inside me, nor can a halfhearted whetting of my blade. So unless you’ve a way to keep that part of me locked away, unless you can lock ME away, this conversation was pointless.”

I released her chin and turned away, preparing to warp from here when she stopped me.

”W-Wait!”

Glancing over my shoulder, I stared at her with a raised brow, the woman shining red as she tapped her fingers together.

”W-Well, y-you have two v-vices, yes? Killing and s-s-s-s-sex...”

Nodding, I raised my brow higher as I stared at her, waiting.

”W-What if y-you s-slept w-w-w-with me? I c-could t-try and satiate your l-l-libido, which w-would keep you under c-control?”

Hearing that, I turned around fully, my mouth hanging open as I stared at this pure, innocent Goddess.

”Why in the blazing hells would you sleep-”

Pointing at her, I took in her blushing face and fidgety posture, before finishing.

”With me? Your opposite?”

Looking to the side, Serenata pursed her lips as she took another deep breath, before she stared at me and clenched her fists by her side and leaned forwards, her eyes closing as she shouted ”B-Because I fell in love with you!”

She instantly turned red as she shouted that, and instantly she raised her hands, waving them in front of her face as she sputtered ”W-Wait I m-meant... n-no wait... I d-do..? W-Wait...”

My mind was blank as I stared at her, my heart racing in my chest as I looked at this bumbling, cute little creature in front of me.

She...

Loved me?

Me?

Why?

Frowning, I hesitantly asked ”What? You... love? Me?”

Serenata let out a small squeal as she nodded, quickly grabbing her hair and covering her face.

Silence descended around us, and I grew more confused by her reaction.

She wasn’t lying; not that I could feel, anyways.

But why?

Approaching her again, I was about to grab her shoulder when she peeked out from her hair, her silvery eyes forcing me to stop as she mumbled ”Y-You were j-just so gallant w-when you fought against Moriartra and Setat, and y-you did so t-to defend my honor t-too...”

I frowned at that, my eyes locked on hers for a few moments.

I...

Defended her?

When?

I do remember fighting Moriartra and Setat, but that was because they walked in on me banging Demetra and wanted in, which prompted Demetra to leave...

So I got angry, and we began to fight?

Where was this little silvery creature during that?

How did I defend *her* honor?

Scratching my cheek, I gave her a small smile as I asked ”What? I defended your-”

She nodded, not even letting me finish as she said ”Th-They were making fun of m-me in front of you, and y-you stepped u-up and began to defend me...”

Oh...

That was like...

A century ago, wasn’t it?

Frowning again, I cast myself back into my memory, searching for the last fight I had against those two at the same time, before letting out a surprised noise.

”I uh... I guess I did?”

Scratching my cheek again, I stared at her as I asked ”But isn’t that too little to fall in love with me over? Besides, you should know that the amount of things that happened between that and now are incredibly vast...”

Nodding, she continued to peer at me from under her hair as she whispered ”I-I know, b-but I can’t help what I f-feel, and... w-well, t-this solves two things a-at once, n-no? N-No more wars f-fought needlessly, and y-you get t-to keep yourself in c-control!”

Chuckling, I raised a brow as I reached forwards and grasped a strand of her gray hair, bringing it to my nose as I whispered back ”And you think you’re up to it? It’s no easy task satisfying me, you know?”

Again, she nodded, her cheeks a dark crimson as she whispered ”I-I’ll try...”

With that, I accepted her offer, mainly because I was curious, but...

Well, what followed was a century and a half of lovemaking, the two of us constantly intertwined as we grew to be real lovers.

She calmed down the other me, whilst keeping this me in check, and I began to crave her with each passing moment.

From our long union, she birthed me three daughters, each of which was a smaller aspect of each of us.

Our first was Negota, the Goddess of Negotiations; she took after her mother, and she helped clean up the large mess I left behind with a smile.

Our second was Excalabrata, the Goddess of Swords and Heroics; she was almost the spitting image of me, but her skin was silver instead of black, and the cracks in her blade like form were a brilliant gold.

Finally, our third was Janosta, the Goddess of Happiness and Anger; she was like her mother when she was happy, and like me when she was angry. She switched between her two personalities randomly, but she never lost herself to her emotions.

Each of our daughters were beautiful, and I renewed my love for Serenata as each was born.

When we finally finished our union, the world had calmed down, and I had grown stronger.

I had gained Honor as a domain, and I began to quell wars before they started so that Serenata and I could be together longer.

The mortals began to solve disputes with sanctioned duels, reducing the amount of wars by almost half, and the amount of killing in general lowered as well.

For another few centuries the world knew peace, all the way up to current times, where my beautiful, wonderful, perfect, adorable slivery wife Serenata continued to keep the Peace, all whilst I stood behind her to support her.

Now, I spent my time with Serenata, and countless Goddesses had been born from us, each of which slowly created a better, more peaceful world for their mother, making both of us proud.

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Man, I started this and just...

Kept writing lol~

2300 words, so this ’extra’ Chapter is really two...

Geez, who knew creating an entire mythology would be kinda fun?

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