Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal

Title: Death's Orientation

Satisfied with his first judgment in Hel, Nik prayed for the souls while he stood up with an eager smile. Two days of constant trekking, fighting, and yes, bickering, left Nik quite 'tired', and of course, he needed lubricant to function efficiently. And what better location to find the much-needed refreshment than the throne room itself? It was grand and the seat was wide.

"Sera, it may not be the type of solution you wished," Nik continued with a smile as Sera sighed and stood up.

"I don't know who this Justin Beaver is... but anything is better than their limbs/wings being clipped again and again," Sera replied while Angela still wanted to say something. But after a moment's thought, she didn't and remained seated. This didn't go unnoticed by Nik, or Loki for that matter as the woman who would certainly enjoy watching the world burn instantly poked.

"Sister, this is a safe space. No need to hide your feelings. After all, your old and new mates will certainly like to hear you speak up," she narrowed her gaze in delight, making other girls look towards Loki before Angela actually waved her hand.

*Swish*

Xiphos tore through space and shot towards Loki's head only for the woman to quickly duck, making the tip of the sword pierce through the spine of the chair as the heavier side of the hilt wobbled due to pressure.

"Sublime," Loki gasped.

"Call me your sister again and I'll snap your neck!" Angela growled.

"Aw, just like Thor when I turned him into a woman for the first time," looking towards Nik, she snickered, "Believe me... that was one hairy treat!"

Slowly sitting back up while avoiding the sword stuck next to her face, Loki continued, "Anyway, give it some time. I'm sure you'll need a sister like me in a hundred years or two... anyway, we've already passed the first step of sisterhood— Sharing Treats~!"

Angel's nostrils flared while Loki hurriedly pointed out, "Wait! Wait! Fine, lady! And here I thought goddesses like us aren't troubled with hot bloodedness down there," Loki sighed deeply.

"What?" Janet exclaimed in surprise while Jennifer silently looked at Angela with an amazed expression.

"Neither are we, sister!" Poole instantly jumped into the conversation, "Ain't that right, Spider?"

"Well..." Spider scratched the top of her head with an embarrassed expression.

"Anyway, even if you kill me, remember where we are? Hel. Even after death, I'll return right here. In fact, there won't even be a journey for me. Hela will extract my soul and boom, I'll chat your ears off and you won't be able to physically hurt me any longer!"

Her words made Angela grumble but she looked at Nik with a dissatisfied expression.

"You shouldn't have kept any torture... if Sera returns, she will have to go through the same things."

She finally spoke her mind.

Angela always said whatever fills her mind but when it came to Nik, or Sera for that matter, she hesitated. She wasn't so emotionally detached as others thought of her, after all.

"Do you want Sera to come with us?" Nik inquired and his partners understood what he meant, "Because, the fact is... once we leave this place for good, nobody knows what will happen of her."

"I..." Angela hesitated, "I... don't want to betray your trust in me... and I'm confused. This is strange," she struggled to articulate herself while Sera was amazed at Angela's conflicted expression.

"Want my help?" Loki inquired with a smug smirk, "After all, a sister in need, is the doable deed~!"

"Shut it!"

"So unappreciative..." Loki sighed and held clenched Xiphos's handle, slowly pulling the sword out before leaning the sword against the side of her chair.

"We can discuss this privately," Nik added but Angela shook her head.

"I got it," she finally stated, "I don't wish to force Sera or you onto each other, and I don't want to force Sera to stay in Hel... but, I will take Sera away and help her find a way back to life... and probably bring her with me!"

Everybody's expression turned strange as Nik traced his chin in contemplation. Even Moon was staring at Angela with a roll of her bright blue eyes.

"Is it just me or Angela looks like a puppy when she's being selfish," Loki uttered.

"Pulled words right out of my mouth," Nik nodded.

"I... don't know what a puppy is," Sera looked down.

"You deserve Justin Beaver's songs," Loki narrowed her eyes and snorted.

"And you deserve a sword through your body!" Hela retorted with a growl.

"Oh, don't worry, the King of Hel will see to that punishment," Loki narrowed her gaze.

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Past the throne room and in another roofless structure, Sera heard Nik's accomplishments with an amazed expression.

"Honestly, I felt that given our relationship with Angela, we both would have been in an awkward position... but still, I had only heard of such relationships in the upper echelons of Heven. But... to think a man can really have more than one woman," Sera's blunt words made Leah extremely uncomfortable but she stood with a straight expression.

The moment Hela was enslaved, she found herself completely entrapped by Nik's figure and that's when Hela revealed that her most trusted handmaid was none other than a part of her soul which she had molded with fake memories.

Right now, Leah didn't know what to feel anymore.

Meanwhile, Nik took no interest in Leah's situation for the moment and entertained his guest, "So... you understand why I'd be reluctant to have you, right? Unlike Loki... and well, there's this another guy turned into a girl who's being thoroughly trained, I wouldn't want any other male-brained woman inside my little group."

"I get it," Sera nodded. Even she would feel uncomfortable with more men around his partner.

"Still, I don't actually plan to move out of Hel soon enough. You'll have enough time to think over Angela's offer."

Sera nodded.

"Oh," pulling out his smartphone, Nik showed an already saved picture of a puppy to Sera, "That's a puppy."

"Ah... now I see the resemblance," Sera hummed in appreciation.

"Anyway, once we leave this place, we should hang out. I have a few friends who could use laying down more often and I'll hook you all with some chicks," Saying that, Nik stood up, "But right now, I have two unruly goddesses to punish!"

Sera sighed and nodded.

"Leah, will show Sera to her room? Of course, you would," Nik smiled as Sera's lips twitched. She felt a little sympathetic for the young-looking woman but didn't speak up in the end.

It's not like she was a saint that the world lost.

As Sera left, Nik slowly walked toward the Throne Room once again, this time, his steps almost skipping as Tuhina chortled.

'Master, you just made another friend!'

"I know, right? We'll seal the deal with beer in some pub... or Asgardian tavern."

Nik slowly pushed open the gates to the throne and smiled wickedly, "But right now, I have more important things to focus on. Of course, you're welcome to join~!"

'Belgh!' is the only reply he received as he slowly closed off the gates.

In front of him, once again set upon the throne was a very compromised Hela.

"Are we really doing this?" Poole instantly inquired with an excited expression, her lips smeared with her drool as Nik unbuttoned his ornate robe from the top. It was still Pickle, but a man had to present himself with more elegance than the usual method of high-efficiency stripping.

"Not you," Nik smiled as he found the girls surrounding the throne, of course, at his direction, with the Hela taking the seat in the middle.

It was orientation for the Goddess of Death, after all.