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Within a beautiful Divine Realm bathed in bright light, where the grass was healthy and green, the forests released splendorous light and even gave fruits that held such attribute, a beautiful woman on her mid-thirties rested atop a Greek-style chair, as she was feed with various types of fruits that held divine power within.

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"What a plentiful harvest this is… The fruits in here are perhaps even tastier than before, are they?" she said, her beautiful and mature body would leave most women in complete shame, her wide hips were seductive, and her large breasts bounced around healthily. Her pale white skin shined brightly with the light of the place where she was, and her shiny emerald eyes glanced at the fruits with voracity and greediness. Her long chestnut hair waved around majestically as if she were a painting that had taken a life.

"Indeed, mother-in-law-sama. These fruits have been brought from father's garden, he had recently bought a very special type of tree that can even produce fruits of similar quality than those created by Ambrosia," said a young woman in her mid-twenties, who was resting at her side while being served by their servants.

Her beauty was almost akin to the woman she called 'mother-in-law'. Albeit her features were more modest and slimmer, without a very graceful chest nor the widest of hips, but her pale white skin was beautiful and iridescent, and her long azure hair waved as if it were a river. This combined with her aquamarine and gold eyes gave out a deadly and charming combination.

"Indeed… Although I have only eaten a true Ambrosia once, this fruit… its taste is perhaps even equal to it in some regards… Impressive. And I even feel a bit stronger as well, how amusing this is… From whom did your father bought such fruit?" asked the woman, whose real name was Cyrene, the Huntress Demigoddess of the Sacred Wind Bow, one of Apollo's main wives, and a former mortal princess from the Central Continent Kingdoms.

"Hmm… I do not remember my father telling me about it… So it might be a secret, although I assume that it could be an anonymous Nature Attribute God who had managed to imitate Ambrosia's fruit?" said the beautiful azure-haired woman at Cyrene's side, whose real name was Khariklo, the Nymph Demigoddess of Clear Water, and one of Apollo's daughters.

"Oh, I see… This would certainly cause a scandal within the market. Especially because Ambrosia makes a lot of profit from her fruit… After all, her fruit can make any mortal become very strong, and it can even help us gods cultivate faster to an extent… Although these fruits are not that potent, it has… almost the same effects, to an extent… Fufu, I cannot wait to see how that Dryad would react…" chuckled Cyrene, as she finished easting the lightly cut and peeled-off pieces of Ambrosia fruit brought by her husband.

"Although I would like to laugh a bit about it, the situation that our family is in right now doesn't give us such a choice…" said Khariklo with a saddened expression in her aquamarine eyes.

Cyrene could not help but roll her eyes at the Nymph girl.

"Khariklo, my dear, I am most aware of what is happening within our family, within the Zeus family… But there is not much we can do about that. Your grandfather, Zeus, and your aunt Athena had been rather busy planning many things within one of the mortal's Kingdoms in the border continents… Although we are considered part of the family, we usually don't take an active role within their plans, so we remain in your father's Divine Realm," said Cyrene.

"I don't really get it… I know that mortals died and all, but why must Zeus and Athena seek the death of that Kireina so much to the point of making it a priority above all else? And it seems that father had started a discussion with grandfather. Although they seem to have reconciled now, it is only because they are planning to ruin that mortal somehow… It all feels quite pointless, why to go that far for it?" asked Khariklo.

"Hmm… Well, it is complicated. Your grandfather and his children are prideful gods. Especially Zeus, who lived for many years, even before our world was as we know it… The Genesis of old," said Cyrene.

"But why must they be so prideful to go to such lengths? Isn't normal for mortals to slaughter each other anyways? Why must they interfere… And even now after what happened to father, that sudden attack he had… I could hardly handle it… If something were to happen to my father…" said Khariklo.

As Cyrene was about to comfort the concerned Nymph Demigoddess, a familiar voice to these two women spoke.

"Do not worry, my Khariklo, your father is as good as ever. That measly mortal attack was nothing but a slight scare, it did not even leave a scar. You do not have to worry,"

A beautiful, and gentle-looking young man, with the appearance of someone in their early twenties, despite being older than these two ladies, suddenly appeared with a slight flash of light.

"Ah, father…!" said Khariklo, running towards the man, her father, Apollo.

Khariklo ran towards him and hugged him tightly, she had not seen him in a few days, as he had gone inside of his large garden to cultivate his plants, a past time that Apollo enjoyed doing to relax and appease his mind, something that his family already knew was vital for his good-natured personality.

"My dear Khariklo, you don't have to miss me so much, I've only been gone for just a few days… Nothing for gods such as us," said Apollo with a gentle smile, caressing his daughter's azure hair and kissing her forehead.

"I still missed you, father! Also, these fruits are wonderful! Especially the blue-colored ones, I feel as if I have been slowly growing stronger… Even the quality of my soul and the Divine Energy coursing through it has been quite refined," said Khariklo.

"Oh, yes, that fruit was almost a steal when I got it in the Interdimensional Merchant Shop… The seeds were good enough, and even came enchanted to grow faster. Would you believe that the tree popped up after just a day?" said Apollo.

"Amazing!" said Khariklo.

"Indeed, it is a very exquisite fruit. Anyways, have you appeased your mind in these days, dear?" asked Cyrene.

"Indeed. I have calmed a lot. And I have also used this time to think things through a lot… I believe… that I have been leaving you out for some time now. After experiencing the things I did. I want to get a bit closer with all of you… I do not… I don't want to be like a father and end up distancing myself from my family due to my own personal issues," said Apollo.

"F-Father…" said Khariklo with a blushed expression.

"My dear… I see… I am glad to have been chosen by you all those years in the past… You're indeed an admirable man," said Cyrene, standing up and hugging Apollo, as both of them shared a passionate kiss.

"I love you…" said Apollo, as his eyes shined brightly in aquamarine colors.

"Fufu, I love you too… Those beautiful aquamarine eyes, I cannot get tired of them… I am so glad that you're you…" said Cyrene.

"Don't say such embarrassing things… I am the son of Zeus, I am supposed to not be so spoiled by my wife…" laughed Apollo.

"Hm? What do you mean by me being me?" asked Apollo as he realized Cyrene's last words.

"Ah… It is nothing, just some dumb things that surged within my mind…" said Cyrene.

"No, tell me… I want us to trust each other more, so I believe you must tell me, so I can amend myself if I have ever made you feel left out," said Apollo.

"Sigh… Well, it was just something momentous, but since you were attacked by that mortal, you felt a bit strange… However, it seems that it was merely my imagination. I guess you were simply tired and a bit stressed. I am glad that you're good now, and that you have even considered these things…" said Cyrene with a warm smile.

"Mother-in-law-sama, how could you think that of the father? He was merely tired!" said Khariklo while pouting.

"Ah, don't worry about it, Khariklo. I kind of understand. I was having a lot of headaches due to what you mentioned, my dear… And I am sorry if I didn't communicate with you earlier about all of this… It all has been quite hard to cope with… But now that I've made up my mind, I shall amend for what I have made you go through," said Apollo with a warm smile, grabbing Cyrene with his arms, and princess carrying her.

"Khariklo, my dear daughter, I and your mother-in-law, shall go to our dormitory for a few hours… So for now…" muttered Apollo.

"Hehe, I understand! I am not a mere child like you think, daddy, I know all of the adult stuff! And alright, I will leave you two to reconcile…" said Khariklo with a gentle smile as she moved towards her Divine Realm.

Finally left alone, Apollo and Cyrene exchanged passionate kisses again as they flew towards Apollo's bedroom, a large palace within another palace inside of his Divine Realm, where a wide and comfortable bed laid filled with aromatic white and yellow-colored flowers. There were also many aromatic candles in the ground, giving the place a beautiful and nightly feeling as if it were a lair only for passion.

"I will make sure to make you feel loved again, my dear princess…" said Apollo, glancing at Cyrene's emerald eyes.

"Ah… Apollo… Do you still remember when you used to call me like that? It has been so long… It makes me recall those old times…" said Cyrene, resting in the bed as Apollo slowly and passionately took off her clothes.

Cyrene recalled the times when she used to be a mortal, and Princess Heroine of an old Kingdom, gifted with the Sacred Wind Bow, a powerful Artifact, she became the Princess Heroine of the Sacred Wind Bow and led her Kingdom and her army towards victory in those times of war.

Through her large amount of achievements, Cyrene was recognized by the Gods as a powerful and talented mortal, and Apollo chose her to rise to godhood and join the Pantheon of Gods in the Central Continent.

After getting to know each other better before becoming a Goddess, Cyrene fell in love with the enchanting Apollo, and the two became husband and wife not long after.

After having known of how most of Apollo's wives had died through the years by many circumstances, Cyrene wanted to warm the heart of God, giving him the warmth that only a mortal can give.

"I do remember… I remember my beautiful princess all the time. You are always within my heart. The moments of happiness that you've brought to me will never be forgiven, and they forge my mind into becoming someone stronger, so I can protect you and our family…" said Apollo.

"I'm so happy… to have met you…" said Cyrene, as she embraced Apollo with another hug as they kissed passionately in the bed.

"And so I am…" said Apollo, caressing Cyrene's chestnut hair, as he delicately passed his lips through Cyrene's fragrant chest, shoulders, and neck, her tender, and delicious neck…

Apollo gently bit her, as he would usually do in the middle of their intercourses, although he had done it before the actual intercourse began.

"Ah… your bites of passion… Do you like my flesh that much? Fufu…" said Cyrene.

"Indeed… the tenderness of your flesh… the beautiful pale white skin, the smoothness of your youth… Everything on it is so beautiful and alluring… I am entranced within your beauty, my Cyrene…" said Apollo, as his words made Cyrene almost ecstasy without the actual intercourse even beginning.

"Aaahh~ My love…" muttered Cyrene.

"Now, let us become one…" said Apollo, as he passionately kissed Cyrene's neck… his canine teeth slowly beginning to grow.

His bright and luminescent presence slowly began to change, but amidst the passion, Cyrene did not completely notice at first hand, locking her legs around Apollo's waist.

"Kiss me… kiss me more… Bite me… Ahh… T-That's a bit rough… Oof… Ah…! Huh?! T-That really hurt, my dear… don't be that rough! Auuh… Y-You're spilling a bit of blood from- Hyaaa!"

Cyrene suddenly noticed as Apollo's presence became like that of a bloodthirsty predator, his aquamarine eyes turned crimson red, and his teeth deeply seeping within her neck, drinking the divine blood spilling from her neck!

"Y-You…! You're not Apollo!" cried Cyrene, trying to throw away the 'faker' that was drinking her blood, only to feel completely powerless, her entire body seemed bound by Apollo's own Aura and physical strength, which seemed overwhelming, like that of a titan.

"Hm, my dear Cyrene… What is it? Don't you like me to bite you? Fufu…" laughed Apollo, as he licked the blood off his lips, his crimson eyes glowing brighter as they flashed an eerie light.

"G-Go away! Apollo! Where are you?! Apollo! G-Gyaaaaaaaahhh…!" cried Cyrene, struggling as much as she would, unleashing her powerful Divinity, or anything, even her nails…

But aside from ripping apart part of Apollo's clothes, she could not even damage him.

"Don't panic, my princess… Didn't you want to become one with me? Now… you can really join your Apollo, and become one with me!" said Apollo, as his voice changed to that of a seductive woman, shocking Cyrene!

"W-What?! Y-You… Who… Ah! It cannot be… No! You are… the one that attacked my husband! Kireina! Go away! Stop… Drinking… my… blood! Ugghh… Gyyyaaaa!"

"Cry all you want, no one can hear you… and no one will come to help you either…" laughed Apollo… or more correctly, Kireina.

Cyrene struggled, but Kireina mercilessly drained the life off her body and soul, alongside her delectable blood…

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