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Zanza floated in his endless space. Feeling the life force of the universe flow into him. Soon it would be over. Then he could make the universe anew. A better universe. One where he would not fear erasure. But there was a thought worrying him. He had felt the end of his disciples. Killed by his former vessel. His visions of the future ended when that vessel confronted him. It cannot be. I am a god. How would my visions fail me ? The golden god lifted a hand. Viewed images of the past battles of his former vessel. It was not long before he saw something that confused him.

“ Sharla ! Get down ! ”, “ Reyn ! Block behind you ! ”, “ Melia ! Cast reflection when it attacks ! ”

He is still receiving visions ? “ Impossible. He could only see when I inhabited his body. When he wielded my weapon. How is it that he can still change his future ? Such a power is only fit for a… ” Zanza thought. He thought and thought. What was the reason ? Then he called into the void towards his last disciple. “ Alvis ?! Is it possible ? For a mortal to become a god ? ”

“ You were once mortal. ”

“ But the circumstances were different ! I had the power of the phase transition ! I had knowledge of higher dimensions ! What does he have ?! ”

The artificial human had no immediate answer. He was processing. Then he spoke. “ You. ”

“ Me ? I made him become… ? ”

Understanding came to the god. Alvis was right. He had made Shulk. Molded him to his image. He could have simply rested inside the body. Allowed it to continue as it had once been. But he gave it more. He did not want a vessel so crude and ugly as his last. He wanted a vessel worthy of holding him. The golden god felt disgusted. His vessel was only that. A vessel. Something to be made full. Now empty it should have been useless.

“ Have I been so careless ? Is this why my visions cease ? Because he has stolen them ?! ”

“ You have always worked for perfection your majesty. You would not be so careless. It may be an unforeseen side effect of interfering with his being. He has surpassed our expectations of him. What you have done… He is your best creation yet… He will soon arrive to confront you. ”

Cold aquamarine eyes closed. The golden god sighed and banished his last disciple. I understand now. Shulk… You have inherited more than my appearance. My love for creation… You have inherited my divinity. The god thought carefully. Realizing he had created something unlike anything before. Something new and wonderful. A being with the potential to be his equal. That is why my visions fail. Like me he is outside the passage of fate. The thoughts of disgust and confusion slowly became fear.

He should not have left Shulk for dead. The boy should have been brought with him. Nurtured into a disciple. Instead he was now an enemy. Capable of becoming a god. Zanza would not be able to predict him. The god thought and thought. His fear became frustration. He could not find a solution. How to convince him ? Meyneth and her vessel have corrupted him with thoughts of defiance. Unless… Aquamarine eyes opened and the god smiled. Yes. That is how I will do it.

As foretold Shulk and his companions entered the divine space. Weapons drawn and reeking of disobedience. Zanza made his first decision. In his vision Shulk was with his companions. With a wave of his hand they were not. Repelled back to where they came. Now he could weave Shulk to his design without interference. Next in his vision his weapons were drawn. Instead he floated without them.

“ Ah. Shulk. Welcome. You are here at last, ” he said softly with a smile.

But his former vessel bared teeth and held his weapon tight. “ Zanza ! ”

“ You have done so well. To be able to enter this space… I am… proud of you. ”

The first falter in Shulk’s anger appeared. The blond boy discovered his friends were absent. “ What do you mean ? W-where are my- ! ”

“ They were not capable of entering. Only those outside the passage of fate can enter here. ”

The golden god observed his former vessel’s emotions. Fear, confusion and curiosity. His will to fight overrun with emotion. With more observation he could see what he suspected was true. Shulk was soaking in divine power. No more than a larva compared to his god. But it was growing steady. It fascinated Zanza. The blond boy had truly become his greatest creation. Long forgotten curiosity stirred. He floated closer to his former vessel. He changed his aura. Let it seep into his creation as he done with his influence before.

Shulk became determined. His blade wielded again. “ If I am outside the passage of fate… Zanza. My determination has brought me here. Stop the destruction you have started. Bring back those we have lost. Please. ”

The golden god shook his head. Feigning sorrow. “ It is difficult for you to understand. Have you not thought why this world was split between two titans ? I was to be the sole creator of this universe. But Meyneth was a mortal who intervened. Stealing and splitting it into half. The instability forced me to act out the cycle of creation and destruction. Now that she is gone I have my power back. I no longer need to inhabit bodies to survive. I have the ability to repair the damage done. But the universe must be remade fully. It has to be this way. ”

“ That is not what you told my companions. ”

“ Correct. Whatever your companions have told you. Know that what they heard was intended for Meyneth. I wanted to force her out of hiding. And I did not want her to know of your significance. ”

“ My… significance ? ”

“ There is one final key to remaking the world. My greatest creation. He who incubated the divinity bestowed on him. He who experienced the joy of life and the pain of living. He who understands hope and despair. The person who through experiencing these would understand the power given. ” Aquamarine eyes met and the god looked lovingly at his creation. “ You Shulk. Welcome home. Now that you are here we can make this world anew. That is the purpose for which I chose you. ”

Shulk trembled. Conflicted by what his friends had told him and what Zanza had said. His body unknowingly feeding on his god’s aura. “ B-but… No. It does not make sense. You left me for dead. I was discarded. Why now am I needed ?! ”

The god landed. Walking towards his prize. “ It was to protect you from Meyneth. Should she have known your true nature she would not have acted as she did. All my actions were as foretold in a vision. I saw you unite with me as a child. A symbiotic relationship. ” Elegant fingers captured Shulk’s chin. Tilting his head upwards. “ I slumbered and was fed with your ether. While you fattened on my divinity. But your transformation was not complete with my resurrection. I foretold your fights with my servants as necessary. It strengthened you much but there is more to be done. Even now it is not fully completed. ”

The blond boy turned away. Shying from his creator’s touch. Fear and self-doubt drowning him. “ But- M-my… Why me ? You said… ”

“ All my actions towards you have been to carry out the future I foresaw. A universe made whole again with you by my side. Only now can I tell you this. ” The blond boy trembled. Torn between his anger, despair and burning curiosity. He lowered his weapon. The surrender was not yet clear. “ There is nothing to fear Shulk. Speak your worries to me. ”

“ My life… It was nothing but… A-all this time. It was not my own will but yours ? My will to choose my destiny was an illusion ? ”

“ Even I must follow the strings of fate. Remember that I allowed myself to be confined. I patiently endured and let so much suffering pass without my intervention. Because I knew the outcome. When you have lived as long as I have you will come to understand such things. ”

“ But… I don’t want to live forever. I wanted to live in peace. I wanted to be accepted for who I was. ”

Zanza floated behind his former vessel. Snaking arms around his waist. Resting his head on Shulk’s shoulders and breathing his scent. “ If it is your wish. I can remove my divinity from you. Let you live in the next world as a mortal. But… ” He pressed his lips to Shulk’s ears. Whispering a sweet promise into it. “ If you accept your destiny. You could bring them back. ” He smirked at his former vessel’s gasp. “ Eghil… Kallien… Those you have fond memory of. You could carve a place in the new world for them. The peaceful life you want is only possible through me… ”

The god witnessed the relief flooding his vessel. He had said a small truth. Alvis was designed to keep a record of all life. Recreate it if desired of his master. Though the golden god would not allow it. His dear creation was to be his alone. His love would only be for his maker. The obsession grew stronger with each pulse of his power. He was a fool to leave his creation alone. He understood it now. Such a beautiful and perfectly made creature. Made in his image. Shulk was the answer to his problems. He could have companionship. A source of food and devotion. He was so close. The blond boy was almost in his power.

Trembling hands covered his own chest. Tears welled in his eyes. “ W-was everything in my life your will ? M-my decision to change my name… M-my… My transition ? ”

“ Shh… Dry your tears. Drain this despair from your heart. It is unfounded. ” As gentle as a god could. He intertwined with his creation. Limbs tangled. Noses pressed into necks. Creator and creation breathing the scent of their opposite. The god began pulsing a new aura. One of of love and desire. Letting his vessel feel the emotions that stirred within him. “ I cannot deny that I have influenced your body. Such was an effect from hosting my divine soul. But your name and form are yours Shulk. In truth… I take this image of mortality from you. My true form is… difficult. ”

Shulk believed the lie too easily. “ Your… true form ? ”

“ I am a god Shulk. Does more need to be said ? ”

Shulk’s aquamarine eyes clouded. Holding close to his creator. “ … No. I’m sorry. ”

The golden god grinned into the neck of his former vessel. He had won. The lies had taken hold. Shulk was pliant in his hands. Drinking deep of his aura. They floated together in the void of creation. No words were spoken. Zanza listened carefully to Shulk’s mortal breaths. So soft and slow. But then they changed, becoming interrupted. The god felt his former vessel squirm. Rubbing on the thigh between his legs. The area between becoming flushed with blood. Wet with slick. His divine aura was working too well it seemed.

He noticed how Shulk’s divinity stirred with his arousal. Before it was growing from his need to defy Zanza. Now it is… ? I wonder… The god laughed to himself. He could feel it. His new design for for his former vessel unfolding. Lewd images began forming in his mind. Love he did not realize he had grew within him. I have been such a fool. I could have had Shulk all along. That is why I molded him to my image. The companion I have been seeking has been with me all this time.

Zanza did not want to move out of the position. He had become comfy. His creation molded to him perfectly. But he burned with the need to touch Shulk more. To see how his creation reacted to his master. A new hand was formed. It slid gently between clothes and dipped into the panties beneath. The middle finger found the clit with ease. Rubbing it in slow circles. The perfect little pearl sent the beginnings of pleasure. Pulsing through his former vessels body. The blond boy gasped. Clutching tighter to his god. Thought he noticed quickly that there was something strange. How two hands were holding him but one more slipped between his legs. Some clarity returning to those aquamarine eyes.

“ Zanza… ? Your hands… ”

“ Mmn ? What about them ? ” The god whispered into his mortal ear. Still teasing that clit. “ You seem to be enjoying their touch. ”

“ A-ah… There are… ” His words were interrupted with another hand at his lips. Fingers slipping inside. The blond boy was confused for a moment. Then aquamarine eyes closed. His mouth gently sucking the offered fingers. “ Mmm… ”

“Good boy. Close your eyes. Worry not of my form. Let it prepare you for your purpose. ”

More arms appeared. Caressing soft hair… Removing clothes with a single touch… Squeezing the soft flesh underneath. Shulk was made naked and wanting for his maker. He took the love offered to him so well. The divinity within him pulsed in sync with his pleasure. The fingers in the mouth were removed. Shulk panted softly. Mewling when more fingers slipped inside his pussy. Rubbing against his soaking inner walls. Hips wiggled. To deepen the fingers or remove them. It was too difficult to tell.

“ Oh. You are very soft inside here aren’t you ? Does it feel good ? ” Shulk nodded. But the golden god knew it was not sincere enough. “ I can make it feel better. Would you like that Shulk ? Your pleasure should not be determined if I touch this. ” Fingers pinched the clit. Teeth grinned at the squeal. “ All of you should feel good. ”

“ Z-Zanza… ”

“ Yes or no my beloved. Do you want to feel more ? ”

“ P-please… More… ” Shulk’s eyes opened at the shock he felt. Feeling the change of his sensitivity quickly. “ Ah ! A-ahn ! ”

The blond boy quickly closed his aquamarine eyes. In that small moment he had seen what Zanza’s form had become. It had hurt to look at him. The body that looked like his was there. But there was distortion. Like there were many bodies in one. Merging into each other. Was that what he meant ? Is this his form ? Two fingers caressed the former vessel’s lips. He let them slip inside. Sucking gently once more. Letting his mind fall blank. The fear he had felt dissipated. The fingers thrust gently in and out. Syncing with the fingers in his pussy. It felt like a promise. That every bit of Shulk was beautiful. That every bit would be loved by his maker.

“ Yes. That is so much better. Feel how sensitive you have become. ” Zanza withdrew the hand inside Shulk’s pussy. Moving slicked fingers into his ass. Pulling around the rim. “ I could make this part better too. Able to take me inside with no effort. ” This time he did not ask. Fingering inside. Grinning when slick began weeping out from inside. His creation’s mewls returning. “ There you are… Does this feel good Shulk ? ”

“ Mmm… Mmmhn… ”

A new hand slipped back inside Shulk’s pussy. Lazily caressing at the sensitive inner walls. Then two hands latched onto small breasts. Kneading the flesh. Bringing it to life. Slowly they filled with milk. Shulk squirmed at the feeling. The new weight on his chest. Trying to find the energy to protest. But it felt too good. It was so hard to think. Not when his god made him feel so wonderful. Not when lips captured his in a languid kiss.

“ Very good. You are serving me so well. Coming undone by my touch alone. Feeling good when filled. That is your purpose Shulk. A vessel no more. Yet you need to be filled. ” One hand squeezed Shulk’s breast. Zanza licked his lips at the sight of milk. Such a small bead of it. Soon there would be more. “ I will fill you with my divine essence. Stuff your womb with my seed. And you will incubate it into beautiful pearls of ether. A little angel you will become. Serving me forever more. ”

“ Mmn… ”

Shulk could only gasp and moan. A small part of him tried to fight. Told him that his purpose was not under his creator. That his god was a liar. It was quickly smothered. Under Zanza’s loving caresses. Washed away by his aura of love and desire. Drowned in the rising tide of pleasure. The Shulk that was left wanted for his master. Thinking Meyneth was at fault for Zanza’s cruelty. None would have suffered so if she did not upset the balance of power. But I can be better than her. Zanza and I… Together we can… A-aah- ! Thighs tried to clench together. Limbs jerked. Then the inner walls squeezed. Milking for a cock that was not yet there. Shulk came in the unimaginable hold of his master.

“ Ah… At last. You have become mine. ” Zanza sighed with satisfaction. He returned to his true form. Impossible anatomy disappearing. He moved away. Watching what was about to happen.

The energy of his disciple’s orgasm started a transformation. His change into a god had begun. Though manipulated by Zanza. No longer able to surpass him. But to serve him. Small golden lines burst from Shulk’s back. The wings of a god in the making. A small halo of golden eyes around Shulk’s pelvis. White clothing began to form. Like Zanza’s but similar to Meyneth’s dress. It left much skin on display. His back was exposed. So was much of his stomach and breasts. Then his dripping pussy was covered with small white panties with strings that went over the waist. Clinging to the outline of his vulva. Exposed at all times.

The golden god admired his work. Seeing Shulk pant and whine for him. One hand slipped to the string of Shulk’s panties. Toying with the loose elastic. Then he pinched finger through his disciple’s panties. Seeing the slick be squeezed through the soaked cloth and collect on his finger. The god had never seen such a delicious sight. He quickly tasted his fingers. Moaning at Shulk’s sweet taste. Zanza licked his lips at the thought. To be settled between his beloveds legs. Drinking his nectar as it was made in his flower. Truly… My most perfect creation…

The aquamarine eyed boy opened his eyes. Thought returning to his mind. His winglets moved. The blond boy began to float. He moved upright. His aquamarine eyes observed his new body. The skin that was exposed. All were places that he desired to be caressed by a lover. But it was too feminine. This was not the body he wanted. He made two changes. A new layer of divine cloth over his chest. Binding his breasts so that he did not see or feel them. The next change was to the dress. Modifying it into skin tight leggings. But still exposing his panties and inner thighs. Shulk smiled. Feeling better that his body was his again.

The golden god floated forwards. Taking his disciple’s chin in his hand. Lips touching while he whispered. “ So bold. For you to change my designs. Was it not to your liking beloved ? ”

“ I prefer the form of a man. That is all, ” Shulk said. Then moved for a kiss. Wanting to show devotion to his god.

“ Then welcome Shulk. Angel of love and devotion. Reborn to serve me. Zanza. God of creation and destruction. No longer will you suffer the burden of choices and fate. No visions will worry your heart. Now once more you belong to me. ”

“ I belong to you… Yes… ” Shulk whispered. Enchanted by his creator’s words.

The aquamarine eyed disciple slid a hand down his stomach. Mind filled with the desire of warming Zanza. Being full and content on his cock for hours. Pulling his panties aside. His pussy fluttered. Growing warm again. The golden god grinned. Seeing his Shulk so ready to serve him. Thoughts traveled to his cock. Like Shulk’s divine binder it was made hidden. But it had been hard and trapped for too long. His testes felt tight. Filled to the brim with cum made for his disciple. Both eager to fill Shulk. The god manipulated his clothes. Sighing as his cock bounced free.

His golden disciple gasped at it. Seeing how thick and perfect it was. Without thought Shulk climbed on his creator. Rubbing his pussy against that cock. Aquamarine eyes could not leave it. A single thread of cum leaked. Unable to stay inside anymore. Shulk licked his lips. Zanza laughed. He used his hands to guide his cock. Then put hands on Shulk’s hips. He only wanted to slide his cock inside Shulk. Unwilling to let any more of his divine essence be wasted. Softly he pulled his disciple down. Both sighing at the pleasure. It felt so good.

“ So eager to please. I chose you so well. ”

“ A-a-ahh… Oh~ Mmm… Mmm~ ” Shulk moaned. He couldn’t help himself. His hips began grinding and he settled into a rhythm. Bouncing on his master’s cock slowly. Moaning with each breath. Moving his hips with tiny motions. “ Y-you feel so… S-so good~ ”

The aquamarine eyed disciple cried out in pleasure. Zanza’s cock felt so hot and heavy inside of him. Filling him so well. He never wanted to leave it. The pleasure was too much for him. His back arched. Toes curling. Fogged breaths. Halo pulsing and winglets shivering. Sinking himself more on that cock. Squeezing with his muscles. More. Was it possible to have more ? He deserved it. Zanza had to give him all of it. He was a god now. Every spark of pleasure was made for him.

Their position was changed. Zanza taking control and holding Shulk’s hips to meet his thrusts. Listening to his disciple mewl sweetly with each movement. The golden god smiled as he watched. Keeping his thrusts steady and gentle. Feeling his disciple’s pussy flex around his fat cock. Pulling him deeper naturally. So eager to receive his divine essence. The aquamarine eyed boy struggled to breathe. Unknowing he did not need air anymore. Tears of pleasure in his eyes. A beautiful blush on his body. It was a sight that drove the creation god mad.

He held Shulk closer. Speeding his thrusts. “ You’re mine Shulk. My beloved. I will treat you so well. Never leave you wanting. You will be with me at the beginning. Filled with me as I fill the universe with life. And you will be with me at the end. Warming my cock as we watch the ending together.”

“ T-that’s right… Yours. I’m yours- ! A-ah- ! ”

Arms and distortion sprouted from Zanza. Holding Shulk’s wrists. Covering his eyes. Lifting his legs. Pulling him into a new angle. The golden god’s wings multiplied and grew larger. Distorted with electric pleasure. A new cock from an impossible source pressed into Shulk’s ass. Zanza’s lips kissed his face. But another face bit kisses in his neck. There must have been 2 Zanzas. But who were the Zanzas pulling at his binder ? Latching onto milk filled breasts with hungry mouths when freed ?

Any fear the boy felt became wiped out in pleasure. Having 2 cocks inside him. Rocking gently into his pleasure sensitive holes. Many mouths kissing praises into his skin. Worship. Shulk was being worshiped. His core trembled with new power. Calling out to his creator with his own aura. Silently begging for more worship. And his creator obeyed. Becoming more desperate with his thrusts. Divine mind becoming blank. Unable to hold his divine essence inside anymore.

God and angel came together. The impossible anatomy burned away by their orgasm. Shulk’s inner walls rippled. Zanza’s cock feeding him divine essence in thick ropes. All of it was greedily absorbed deep inside. Filling the blond boy up. Shulk sighed at the feeling. Finding energy to rock his hips. Milking every drop his god could offer. He felt so complete. Blissful and unaware of all that came before his transformation. All that mattered now was that he was in the arms of his beloved god. Who held him close and grinded deep. Humming with each pulse of divine essence. Ensuring none of it was wasted. Shulk held a hand to his belly. Feeling how it had grown bigger. He mewled with satisfaction. Caressing his swollen womb. Seeing new golden lines form on his pelvis. Already he began transforming that essence into ether to sustain them.

“ S-so much… ” Shulk whispered.

The god kissed his beloved deeply. “ Does it feel good ? You have served me well. Such a good boy you are. Taking all of me inside you. ”

The praise made the blond boy keen. Squeezing the cock inside him. Grinding against it. “ M-more… Please… Don’t leave. Stay inside. ”

“ Shh… I won’t pull out. ”

The god lessened his embrace. With a wave of his hand they were clothed again. Shulk with his binding top and panties back in place. Zanza with his pelvis concealed. The god hummed with satisfaction. Then he floated backwards to admire his work. Shulk felt confused. Still feeling Zanza hot and thick within him. Slit kissing his cervix. Twitching with desire. Ensuring none of his essence leaked.

“ Zanza… How are you… ? ”

Zanza laughed softly. “ Did you forget beloved ? I am a god. Does more need to be said ? ”

***

Alvis approached his master. The old universe ended weeks ago. But the new one did not begin. It only needed the god’s word. Nothing else was needed. But the command had not been given. It made the silver haired servant worried. So he went to find him. In the space of nothing the god had made a scene like bed. The softest pillows and blankets. Gossamer drapes blocked the nothingness beyond. The artificial human disappeared his shoes and entered. Here Alvis found his master and disciple.

Shulk slept. Tired from his latest coitus with his master. His stomach had grown a little. Filled with the love of his creator. Zanza laid next to him. Rubbing a possessive hand over his servant’s belly. Eyes filled with want and greed. Only when Alvis was too close did Zanza pause his caresses. Cold aquamarine eyes looked at him. With a wave of a hand blankets were pulled over Shulk. It was as if Alvis was not worthy of seeing him.

“ What is it Alvis ? I do not need you. ”

“ I came to see how you and Shulk are. And when you had need of me in the cycle of creation. ”

The golden god began stroking Shulk’s hair. Smiling when his beloved leaned into his touch. “ Hmm… In truth I do not need anything. All I want is here. Shulk and me. I give my love to him. He gives the ether we need to remain divine. The companionship I desired for so long is right here. I have no need for any other creation. Therefore you may rest Alvis. I will call you if I ever grow bored. ”

The silver haired servant worried. He had never heard of such a thing. A god of creation and destruction tired of both. Satisfied with an endless now. He looked at Shulk’s sleeping body. Witnessing Zanza’s obsession. Kisses left like prayers. As if Shulk was the god and Zanza the disciple. Was this your doing Shulk ? You fell for his lies and failed to surpass him. Yet somehow you have succeeded to defeat him. He may yet learn to love all creation. To live in peace alongside it. But to do that…

“Would you create a new world for Shulk ? I know him well. He loves to explore and discover. To give him such place. To return the people he knows to life. Perhaps his devotion to you will grow more. ”

The idea fascinated Zanza. As if he had never grown bored of creating countless worlds before. “ A new world for my beloved. That is… ? Yes. He would love it. I would show him the wonders I create and he would praise me for each. ”