He caressed her face and said, “You are the prophet of my religion.”
Ninia bit her lips and asked, “Am I only that to you…?”
”Well… you are also my friend.”
”And…?”
”And a nun.”
”….”
Zach chuckled softly and kissed Ninia on the lips.
”…!”
After the kiss, Ninia placed her hand on her lips and stared at Zach with a dumbfounded expression on her face.
”That was…”
”Hmm? Do you want another?”
Ninia quietly nodded in response.
Zach leaned in to kiss Ninia again, but he stopped and asked, “Before that, answer my question. Since you asked what are you to me, what am I to you?”
”You are my God.”
”And?”
”And nothing. You are my everything.”
’Are her feelings for me genuine? What if they are just a form of loyalty? What if she simply thinks it’s her duty to let me use her body? Does she actually love me? If… I wasn’t her God; would she still have said the same thing?
This is actually frightening, not going to lie. Thinking someone loves you romantically, and it turns out it was a normal love. But what about me? Do I see Ninia that way?
Do I love her, or am I just lusting after her? She is cute, hot, and innocent. Not to mention, she is a nun. A forbidden fruit that shouldn’t be tasted, but I can defile her on my command.
Should I think too much about this? Probably not. I have made many bad decisions in my life, but ultimately, they ended up teaching me good lessons. I hated harem at first and hated my father for it too. Now, I have a harem of my own, and I understand my father had it rough. Honestly, getting a harem was one of the best decisions I made. So…’
Zach kissed Ninia again and muttered, “Having you wouldn’t be bad.”
”Hmm?”
”What do you want me to do with you?” Zach asked Ninia.
Ninia laid down on the bed and spread her hands before saying, “You can do anything you want. My body belongs to you. Please, use it as per your need. I have no complaints or second thoughts.”
”I would appreciate it if you ask for it. And how do you feel about me?” he asked calmly.
”What type of question is that?”
”Do not think I am dumb. I have noticed you showing hints of jealousy when I flirt with the other girls, and I don’t think that’s normal. I have also seen you getting aggressive sometimes as well as possessive. Why do you do that?”
”I… don’t know. I just feel this tight and stingy feeling in my chest, and I…”
Zach lowered his gaze and smiled slightly before saying, “I know that the NPCs in this game are real. They have emotions, intellect, and everything a normal human would have. But they are not born; they are created— which I don’t think is true.
You can’t create something and give them realistic feelings and emotions. Sure, you are created by the gods and all, but it doesn’t sit right with me. There are things you don’t remember, such as your name and even your identity.
You were told to become the nun, and you took that role. You weren’t created for that role, but you couldn’t oppose the gods’ will. Even your appearance is not normal. You have this pale blonde hair that no NPCs do. Your ears are pointy, unlike the others who look exactly the same.
I have seen the nuns from the lower and the higher realms, and they don’t look the same as you. So why do you? Was us meeting us and me making a religion just a coincidence? Even if it was, why is it so special?
My biggest gripe with the NPCs is that they think of themselves as a tool for the gods. Not in this realm as I have become their God, but the other realms are getting heated by the 12 gods’ religions. It will be tough to spread my religion there, and that’s why I wanted to ascend somewhere no player has ascended and become the first one.
When I asked you what I was to you, you replied, with I am your God. I felt… sad and conflicted. You are special to me, but you don’t think of me the same way, do you?”
He asked with a gentle smile and a calm voice.
”I…”
”Actually, you don’t have to answer. I don’t blame you. You don’t have to feel bad or guilty. I think the gods made it like the NPCs would never feel sympathetic towards the players. No strong emotions, no strings attached.
You think our relationship is that of a God and a prophet. The NPCs think my relationship with them is of a God and worshippers. Of course, that is true. But Ninia…”
Zach caressed Ninia’s face before kissing her once again on the lips. He looked into her eyes and uttered:
”I don’t want you to think that. I don’t want to stay your God. I don’t want our relationship to be of a God and a prophet. I…” he paused for a second and said, “I don’t want to be God-zoned.”
”But that’s what I exist for! That’s my identity! You can’t steal that from me!” She said with teary eyes.
”I am not. You can still be the healer, the nun, and my prophet. Just add one more thing.” He kissed Ninia’s hand and uttered, “Become my lover too.”
”What…” Ninia’s face flushed for a few seconds before going back to normal. “What are you saying? That’s not possible. I can never do that.”
”Why?”
”Because you are my God. You can’t be my lover and a God at the same time. That’s not possible. It’s just like having a father and a brother as the same person,” she retorted.
”You are getting better at giving examples.” Zach furrowed his brows and stared solemnly at Ninia before saying, “Ninia. I order you to become my lover.
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