Destroying My Own Novel

"So our ancestor left the heaven, before the demon king decided to destroy that world. We are a being that was meant to live in the heaven? The true being that's supposed to welcome the souls of the dead?" Bryndel asked, and he couldn't hide his surprised expression anymore.

"Yes, you're supposed to be immortal, but that only applies if you live in the Empyrean World. Your white hair represents divinity. Your golden eyes represent prosperity. Your body is the equivalent or almost equivalent of a demi-god, and your knowledge came from the souls of the dead that lived in the Empyrean World.

Mykel didn't tell them about the one who destroyed the Empyrean World. Lucifer really despise the Empyreanian, and it took him long enough to kill all of their descendants that spread around the world. It was one of the reasons why Lucifer decided to invade all the worlds.

Lucifer had successfully killed the Empyreanian that fled like Celeste and Lucian. The only ones left he failed to kill were those two, and even though he managed to find Aersland, it was already too late, and he didn't expect Celeste and Lucian's descendants to be so powerful.

"That should be enough knowledge, for you. The more you know, the higher the risk for him to come and destroy your world. You don't want that to happen because if he decided to come down, it will be over," Mykel said as he grabbed the fork and the knife.

The table had been turned. Both Bryndel and Hildegarde had no more appetite to eat. They were overwhelmed by the information while Mykel enjoyed the food.

"Your majesty? Did something happen?" Brynhilde asked as she walked into the dining hall. "I saw all the servants and maids waiting outside the room," Brynhilde looked at them with a confused look.

"We are just having a private conversation," Hildegarde answered with a smile as she pretended to cut the steak on the plate.

"Seeing you in a dress like that, you look beautiful, Hilde. You should wear those more," Mykel said.

Brynhilde's face went red again, and it was always nice for Mykel to be able to tease someone. Jeanne was no longer shy around him, so it was a bit boring, and now he found someone else to tease.

"Crown Prince, would you like to spend your time with God Mykel?" Hildegarde asked.

Brynhilde had just sat down and immediately got that question. She didn't know what to say, but Bryndel's gaze signaled her to accept Hildegarde's offer. She then nodded her head as she grabbed a glass of wine.

"Well then, please enjoy your time, God Mykel, and thank you for everything. We will take our leave now," Hildegarde said as she stood up at the same time as Bryndel. They both then left the dining hall.

"So, what were you talking about with his and her Majesties?" Brynhilde asked.

"Your family," Mykel answered as he enjoyed the food. "And you,"

"Oh, I see," Brynhilde said as she started eating the steak.

It was just silence in the dining hall, only the clicking sound of a fork and knife hitting the plate. It wasn't really awkward for Mykel since he enjoyed the food, but for Brynhilde it was.

"You said that you have a picture of me in your bedroom. Can I see it?" Mykel asked as he put the fork and knife down.

"Right now?" Brynhilde asked.

"I'm not in a hurry, you can finish your meal first," Mykel answered as he lit his cigarette.

Mykel checked Nexus and Lexus' feeds in the meantime. They both already got themselves a few people that followed them. Mykel didn't know who those people were, but they would check on them later.

One thing that Mykel was surprised about those two was that their levels were already 43. They already matched Agnez and the others' levels, but not the skills obviously. It wasn't really a problem since once they fought the demons, they would level up and upgrade their skills.

"Should I bring Agnez and Lillith to their world? It would be a nice way to farm skills and levels for those two," Mykel said to himself as he watched the feed. "They're not overpopulated, but losing a few hundred thousand or even a million? I don't think they would notice,"

"I'm done eating. Should we go to my room?" Brynhilde asked as she stood up and wiped her lips.

"Lead the way," Mykel answered as he burned the cigarette in his hand.

They went to the third floor, and Brynhilde pointed at the door at the end of the hallway. It was her room, and there were maids cleaning the windows and the vases near her room.

"You can leave," Brynhilde said to the maids.

All the maids lowered their heads and hurriedly walked away, but they all stole a glance at Mykel out of curiosity. Brynhilde then showed her room and pointed at Mykel's painting that was framed right next to her bed.

"That's the painting," Brynhilde said.

"Yes. It's a nice painting," Mykel said as he walked past Brynhilde. "I'm not sure if that's what I look like. What do you think," Mykel asked as he looked at the painting from up close.

"Now that you're here, the painting isn't that good," Brynhilde said as she looked at Mykel and the painting from the other side of the bed.

"Really? I thought they did a great job painting my face, and people recognized me immediately thanks to this painting, no?" Mykel raised his eyebrows as he kept staring at his own painting. "Come here, maybe you will see what I see from this angle,"

Brynhilde walked toward the painting as she stood right in front of Mykel. She looked at Mykel and the painting back and forth for one last time.

"What do you think?" Mykel asked.

"I, uh, I don't know," Brynhilde answered as she averted her gaze.

Mykel gently put his left hand on Brynhilde's cheek and slowly made her look at his face. She started to breathe heavily, and her body started to feel warm.

Mykel slowly wrapped his right arm around her waist, and gently pushed her to the bed. He wasn't planning to sleep with her, but after feeling aroused when he was inside Brynhilde's body, it made him aroused as well.

"This is my first time," Brynhilde said.

"Then I will be gentle," Mykel answered, and then he kissed Brynhilde so passionately as he put her down on her bed.

They both were covered in a blanket, naked. Brynhilde could feel the warmth of Mykel's body, and how strong his back muscles were as she rubbed them. When she wanted to kiss him, Mykel went down on her. She then felt a tingling feeling and let out a soft moan.

Brynhilde couldn't endure the tingling feeling as she covered her mouth with both hands. She tried to close her thighs, but Mykel opened them so widely with both hands and prevented her from closing them in.

"I think I have to pee," Brynhilde said as she looked down.

Mykel chuckled as he climbed up onto Brynhilde's body.

"Why are you holding it in? Just let it out," Mykel asked as he gently stimulated her clit.

Brynhilde shook her head, but the moment Mykel pinched her clit gently. She started to squirt, and her whole body started shaking uncontrollably. She let out a loud moan, and then she immediately covered her mouth with her eyes wide open.

"How was it? Do you want to feel it again?" Mykel asked with a smile.

"I, uh," Brynhilde was lost for words.

Mykel kissed Brynhilde gently as he pressed down her arms with his. She held his hands so tightly as she let Mykel do whatever he wanted to do to her. Her mind went blank, and with each kiss, he gave her on her neck, it made her out of the world.

"If I do this, then that means you will belong to me. Do you really want that?" Mykel whispered as he stimulated her clit again.

Brynhilde hugged Mykle so tightly as she nodded her head repeatedly.

"Yes, I want to be with you," Brynhilde said quietly.

"It's going to hurt, so endure it," Mykel said as he slowly put it in.

"I don't mind, I can handle pain. If it's you, I will be okay," Brynhilde said, but the moment he put it in, she started to inhale intensely.