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Chapter #27
Heaven's starting point
by: A former member
The golden angel that was Chastity let herself glide down into the growing masses below. Her wings especially felt strong as they cupped the air more as a formality rather than actually needing to bow to things like gravity and wind. Her halo draped the castle in her light to the point even the sudden rush of knights desperately trying to bow to her descending form had to shield their eyes.
It was all so... fitting. Heraldry on whipping pennants and across shields just like tales of King Arthur. It was a perfect place to take what was her rightful place as a goddess, THE goddess of this world. When she landed, though, one odd thing caught here eye. Like any good medieval castle town there was a goodly sized church not far away... but, that wasn't a cross displayed on it. She could see all the way from the castle courtyard that it was a sort of overlaying set of geometric symbols. An ornately bordered rectangle with a line of lesser rectangles on the edge and a section of stars on the lower half of the main section. It looked... familiar even if she swore she had never seen before.
...Wait, who would she swear too? Herself, obviously.
The angelic giantess simply stepped over the people around her, only half paying attention to where her sandaled feet fell and leaving it to the lesser beings to avoid her steps. She passed through the great portcullis as if it were just a normal open door and her walk through the town was oddly pleasant. Like walking through a town of doll houses and toys. Each tiny thing, be it cart or animal or person gazing up at her made her breasts tingle and her nipples harden with the sheer delight of her grand vantage. She had to be so careful! Her lightest touch could destroy these little toys, yet with every stomp of her feet an echo of her might rang out and in her wake was only divine grace... in a very literal sense. The dirt road hardened and puddles of mud and filth were swallowed by cobblestones and even the flimsiest of homes rose up like they decided to stand up straighter. Dirty white house panels shined like new and warped floorboards knit together to seal cracks all to live up to her holy expectations. Even buildings knew to show her proper respect... Good.
"Fa-" She caught herself before she called the tiny preacher at the church an honorific. "Priest. Explain this symbol on the church."
The little man in robes gaped at the words and tried to compose himself. "M-my Lady, you mean your holy symbol?" He immediately cowered under her harsh glare. God did not enjoy being questioned... Even if it obviously was a good question.
Chastity knew she had to at least play the part so she let it go... for now. "I have just woken up and I will enjoy a reading from my scriptures." She stepped back and took a house for a seat. Her perfectly rounded back side snapped the peaked top like brittle straw and her massive body sunk into the attic, helpless against her weight. It stopped only because her divine presence rebuilt the home into a far more refined version of itself, her rump soon cradled by a flatter roof for a proper stool.
"Y-yes, oh radiant one! In the beginning when the spirits roamed free, the power of creation itself was gifted to the world. The dark one was first to take hold of the power, corrupting her sister and together they seized all existence. When the third beast rose to take all power for herself, the power of creation rebelled and you, in your great benevolence, swallowed it to become the power itself. It is you who made all things and hold the divine might within you."
Now it made sense. Between what she had heard and seen while in Laura's possession this put everything together. Lucy had gotten the power first, altered Laura which created the multiple lives she remembered, and when Angie tried to ascend everything backfired. Lucy and Laura weren't gods, the power was. And she now had that power. She even realized what that symbol was from a passing comment before, a dictaphone. The power was in a little mundane item and now SHE was the one housing it! Her dazzling smile stretched from ear to ear. She didn't know if any of the other girls shared this or just her, but if she ever saw any of them again she would make them bow just like these littles ones.
She realized that this might be why she could answer prayers, she only had to listen to them and they could be granted with no actual effort. With this in mind Chastity decided to...
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