Thousands of High-Gods sliced to peaces and their bodies densintegrated consumed like mortal cattle, that was... Simply DIVINE.
He spent years thinking and researching on how to experience such thing again, however, as a Low-God he had absolutely no capacity to orchestrate an event where he might witness such bliss.
Sure, he could invite countless numbers of Low-Gods or even one or two Mid-Gods but such slaugher would be bland in taste and would make him a traitor of his comrades is suffering.
But as he wracked his core in search of a solution, a very pretty lady approached his Ship, she was as big as 3 small planets stacked on top of each other, clearly a Mid-Godess
She smiled at him.
"I'm fucked." he thought with resignation, but surprisingly, nothing happened, she didn't attack or say anything.
he hesitated, Godesses are renowned for their whimsical cruelties and a seemingly innocent smile from them can mean centuries in agony.
Kerum was coward, and that's exactly what allowed him to become celestial viscount.
"If you lick their boots enough, you will only be kicked with clean shoes" was his idealogy.
Offend no one, no matter how evil, how good or how perverted.
He hesitated no longer and prostrated, thankfully he was alone in his ship and there was no other Gods in this stellar system.
"My lady!" He exclaimed, kneeling and putting his right hand on his chest, that was where is core was located.
"You've been snooping." the goddess said in a almost playful tone, as if she was speaking with a naughty child.
Unlike many, Kerum was a low god with some experience with high godesses, he knew, he knew he was seen as less than speck of sentient dust.
"I apologize my lady." In moments like these, apologize and brace for mind shattering pain, that is something he learned that with experience.
Apologizing with all sincerity only someone with gun pointed at his crotch can muster.
He braced for impact but... Nothing came, she just stood there smiling even wider, as if he did something very funny.
"Don't be like that." she said giggling like a little girl
"I'm not mad at you sweetie, i won't hurt you, in fact, i wanna help you." She said looking right at him, right at his two 3 eyes.
He was surprised, not only she had promised to not hurt him but she wanted to help him?
That sounded ridiculous, a mid godesses? wanting to have any kind of association with a low god?
As he was thinking, something clicked.
"Ah!" This was a setup of some kind, first his ship breaks down closed to a Great planet hosting a conglomerate of High Gods, then no one bats an eye at his presence in such a place, and then he managers to fix his ship and escape intact.
He thought he was lucky but this... This the most horrible thing he can imagine, being snared in goddess's plot.
"I see, what can do for you my lady?" He tried
"Oh no no, nothing for ME, it's something for YOU, something you want, you will love it, i assure you." She said crushing the poor man's hope.
He did not believe her one bit but as he would like this to end as quickly as possible he decided not give her any string, lest she hanged him with it and threw him at the outer gods.
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"You want to see V in action don't you?"
"..."
"Now, don't be shy, there's only us here, no one will know you like to see Aesir burn" his core shook, should that be known destabilization would be the least of his worries, he wanted to deny having such feelings but... As she said there were only the two of them there, his cowardice and desire guided him into saying things he would later regret.
"Sometimes..." He stammered. "i imagine their bodies being reduced ether, their monuments to rubble, their kingdoms to dust" he continued, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic glint, his own words felt like nectar dripping into his mouth, All throughout this, the goddess was grinning, her plump lips separated revealing pearly white sharp teeth.
"Their cores shattered, their Screams ah, such exquisite agony, their..." he stopped when he noticed her unsettling grin.
"Ah!" Indeed, he had let himself go and said too much.
She teleported and appeared right in front of him, caressing his face with one hand.
"Tell me, what is your alignment?" A question all gods are compelled to answer.
"[Neutral Evil]" he whispered.
"Good." As she held his chin with two fingers she teleported both to a faraway star system.
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In a very dark and cramped place, two goddesses talked with each other, whispering.
"The mortals?" One asked
"Mostly within his definition of evil" the other answered.
"His Last location?"
"2 light years from target."
"Perfect, remeber to record this."
"Of course, as if I'd forget, this is V we're talking about, this'll be epic." Both giggled.
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On the moon of a still developing planet, one which hadn't even developed interplanetary travel, 2 gods appeared from seemingly nowhere.
"This..." Kerum was surprised, he knew this place, it was one of his planets, one he oversaw. I wasn't special or anything, but the inhabitants were quite entertaining to watch.
"Remove this people from this planet, don't kill them just move them somewhere else," the goddess said, sending information directly to his core, It was the info of about 1,2 Billion people, 20% or the population"
"Understood." He did not ask any questions, something told him he shouldn't.
He contacted his kin, and proceeded to moved all 1,2 billion people off the planet, this took 3 months.
He was surprised that she are willing to wait this long, after all, she could just move them herself it would be incredibly fast, at least way faster than what mere low gods could achieve. she didn't complain or say anything about their speed, she didn't rush them, she only watched silently and patiently, something that gave him chills.
There was absolutely no resistance by the population of that planet, after all, this were gods and the "God's will must be done".
The population was moved to the Moon and there they waited, his kin was skilled enough to quickly terraform and populate the satellite, as such there was no worry about their sustenance.
"It is done my lady."
"Good." She said, she appeared a little excited" Do you harbor any affection for these creatures?"
"No, i don't." At this point, he was quite confused.
"What does she want to do?" He thought to himself.
If she wanted them dead, dead they would already be. But she wasted so much time with theatrics. A mid godesses wouldn't care for the life of mortals.
It's obvious this has something to do with The God of Death, V, but he doesn't seem to be close by.
As a viscount, his awareness encompassed the entire planet and the moon, even if V was in another star system, as a High-god noble HIS presence could still be felt, faint and distant but still there.
As he mulled over this, the goddess handed him a crystal clear tablet. "Memorize this."
The tablet was made of a pale blue crystal, a familiar material, one of the strongest materials in the universe.
There was only a single word on the tablet, written in the oldest language, one all gods instinctively knew, the tablet read:
"Vexasmite."
"!?"
The moment he read it, he felt something, it was as if the word on that tablet wanted to rip him to shreds, there was such hostility in that word that he doubted his senses.
"!?" It felt as if that word was telling him something, he didn't hear just felt, felt that the word was telling him that he shouldn't exist, he should be STRICKEN down, the word accused him, the word threatened him, threatened his CORE.
"That word will shatter my core." Was the thought that materialised in his mind.
What? Such thing is impossible, no being, no matter how strong, how powerful can shatter a celestial core, this is a truth every god can say with ABSOLUTE certainty, no even the Great Mother can convince one of the contrary, the core is the one absolute thing in existence.
Gods can't die!
"Ridiculous!" He rejected that thought with Extreme disgust. seeing this the goddess smiled and told him...
"THAT is the name of the god of death."
He froze.
"HIS name?" He asked
"Yes!" The goddess answered excitedly. " People think V is his name but nah uh." She said, wagged her finger side to side.
"He has a name, that." She said
"Wh-"
"Don't worry about it!" She interrupted, winking.
"You'll be fine, we'll leave before anything happens, don't you wanna see him in action again?"
"I..." Eyes smile disappeared, she looked at him straight in the eyes, he could see her eyes were still smiling.
"Yes" he stammered.
"See? I knew you're good guy, now, sacrifice this planet to him!" She said smiling again
"What?" He was confused with this request, sure he could kill them all no problem but all that for such an anticlimactic end?
"Offer them, to the god of death, make a proclamation, kill no one, and uh... Make sure to add the word solace somewhere and finish by saying his name, say it loud, ok?"
"Uh... alright"
He was quite curious to be honest, prayers, sacrifices and ritual aren't really effective, mortals made them up to please and plead but there are no magic words.
The tablet can be explained with some kind of mental trick after all why would you need to carved it in such a previous material otherwise.
"No matter, it will end soon." He thought to himself
"Begin." She said and disappeared.
He took a breath, and a torrent celestial energy spiraled around his core.
"Oh apostle of solace, oh God of despair, agony and death, i offer these lives, these souls to you, please grant them peace, oh god of death, Vexasmite..." The moment he said His name, there was silence, absolute true silence.
"...i beseech you, grant them solace!" He recited.
When he finished, he noticed the abnormalities, first the grass was dead.
Not withered, still Green but... Dead.
The cells were not doing what they normally do, all cellular machinery simply stopped.
The same was true for all living things in the planet.
Exempt the people.
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The people stopped in their tracks, they were alive but, paralysed... In fear, all of them.
There was only one exception, a prisoner in solitary confinement, in a max level prison.
He had a terrified look on his face, but soon his expression changed. The corners of his lips turned upward.
He was smiling, a creepy smile, one that
made all the gods watching this flinch.
A very familiar smile.
That smile came from someone with alignment of [chaotic Good].
However, "good" is the last word to they would use to describe him.