Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal

Title: The Change in Destiny

Leah struggled to stand straight. In a matter of hours, it has been revealed to her that she is a part of the Goddess of Death, her past had been made up by Hela herself to give her a character, an action derived from unknown motives, and her soul had been shackled by their very 'guests' who were only supposed to assist Hel and not take over it.

Right now, pleasure ravaged her petite body.

She may look like a young teenager just hitting her puberty with a certain mature aura that would classify her as the best lolikind in Nik's terms but she was older than Nik himself, by a margin of hundreds of years.

After telling off Brunnhilde and leading Sera to her room of stay, Leah continued to sit on her bed. She couldn't control it any longer— her bodily sensations that she felt that she had forsaken long ago in service to her queen.

Face flushed and thighs trembling, her silk panties under her long green dress wet and stuck to the curves of her entrance, Leah couldn't help but groan. Frustrated at the return of these primal urges and further enraged by knowing the cause of such urges— the loss of her queen— and after knowing how she'd been duped for years, Leah didn't care for Hela's situation but she did care for what this situation led to her changes and she didn't like the result one bit.

"Uuun," she bit her lips while clutched her bedsheet in her small fists while squeezing her thighs against themselves, slowly grounding them against each other. Her dark green eyes that matched Hela's orbs themselves grew weary in a few moments. She couldn't resist it and as hard as she may rub her thighs, the growing itch wouldn't go away, making her unclench her fists as she slowly set her palm over her lap.

With a few shuffles, she bundled the hem of her dress above her thighs as she gazed in amazement at how wet and welcoming her lower region looked at the moment. Panties unable to keep her juices from drenching her pale inner thighs. Seeing the lacy black panties of her showing off her slit, the fabric stuck close to her entrance, Leah gently rubbed her index across the narrow slit. From the top, she felt a tiny protrusion.

Leah is no stranger to the biology of a woman's body, be it Asgardian, Human, or the Giants, Elves, and Faeries. But her 'memory' stated she had Asgardian parents subjected to Malekith's cruelty and for reasons unknown, Leah wasn't allowed to grow in body the moment she reached the stage what humans call puberty.

But now, after uncovering the fact that her life has been nothing but lies, she felt closer to truth, and why Hela might have prohibited her from 'growing' up and even in a body so 'young,' Leah's mature mindset felt lust like any other Asgardian. In fact, her libido was directly linked to Hela's, since she was a creation of a part of Hela's soul herself.

"Damn it!" Leah groaned, her fingers wishing to dig her out and scratch the itch. But she still held her reservation. For instance, why is she acting strange at the moment?

Her body might be twitching with sensuality but her mind still held rationality and many things pointed towards the fact that Hela's current situation was directly raising her own needs but this hasn't happened before. After all, the queen is known for many things and that also includes rewarding the many 'amazing' souls with a night of their after-lifetime. But Leah didn't bear the same sensations back then.

"Haaah~!" Leah exhaled hotly, her chest burning up as she slipped the straps on her shoulders to pull her dress down, her barely developed breasts layered with sweat and her tiny nipples visibly poking out.

"I'll get my revenge," she mumbled while slowly beginning to touch herself up.

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"Ah, Leah, you look like you've been better," Nik smiled as Leah entered the court. Honestly, Nik wished to chat with others in a different room and a different setting instead of always calling them inside the throne room but in Hel Palace, the most appropriate place to call someone was the Throne room itself.

Leah's brows instantly scrunched at the sight of the throne room. Every girl around Nik was dressed perfectly, but all of them had heavy blushes kissing their cheeks and shoulders, for those who kept them exposed, while Garm, Hela's personal Hound, had his head covered by a fluffy silver, twin-tailed kitty. On the other hand, right next to the throne lay a giant lizard. Dark scales and a scar running over its right eye.

Hela was the only one standing while everyone had a seat for themselves, even the two blonde Phantoms that sat on the armrest of the throne.

"Because I've been better," Leah snorted and glared towards Hela. Questions spiraled in her mind but the first inquiry wasn't for Hela but the new King himself.

"Lord—"

"If it's about you being enslaved, because I'm sure you can feel it, then no, nothing I can do about it. My method enslaves the soul as a complete entity. No two ways about it," Nik grinned. He may have enslaved Hela and Leah but he can subject the two of them to different conditions. While Hela had even her personal senses restricted, Leah was free, in a manner of technicality.

"And you have called for me, Why?" Leah inquired.

"You did serve Hela as a perfectly good secretary. Do the same for me," Nik shrugged.

In Hel, there was nothing much to do for entertainment so Loki happily claimed for everyone else that they would stay in the throne room for a live drama and right after a rather 'cool' event at that.

"I see," Leah nodded, "But I want to know why I have been subjected to such a life. Of lie, that is."

"Another reason why I called you," Nik chuckled, "It might not look like it but Hel's new ruler enjoys gossip, especially more so when it is about a wonderful queen her overthrew."

Leah frowned. Nik, even as a ruler, held some traces that made her feel she's facing Loki herself. Of course, she didn't know if Nik had set his siblings on fire or shaved of his brother's lover's head in just a show of practical jests but if she found something of the sort later, she wouldn't be surprised.

"I created you to keep the lineage of 'Hela' as the ruler of the Hel intact for all times but I guess, in this world of ours, this particular lineage has been utterly destroyed."

Hela had calmed down by now. There was nothing she could do about the situation, not with even the Sisters of the Norn failing to keep Nik in check. And after showing his 'worth', Hela could only accept her situation. After all, she now understood that the strength Nik revealed was a humble portion of a giant pie of strength and that too, was used to sharpen his own understanding of the concept of Ice, a low-tier element in Hela's eyes.

"What do you mean?" Leah crossed her arms. A particular scent still overflowed in the room that made Leah feel the same that she felt hours before but after a session of 'relief', the urge had lessened by quite a bit.

"It means that a 'Leah' is necessary for a 'Hela.' Our existence pertains to a time paradox set by one particular godd...ess of mischief and that is why we call her our parent. Not Angerboda, but only her..." Hela glanced towards Loki.

"The plot thickens~" Loki cooed.

"I get it!" Nik exclaimed.

"You do?" Hela inquired with a furrow of her brows.

"Well, the general understanding of it, yeah. You did say it's a time paradox."

As a master in the concept of time and wisdom, though he's prone to show the latter quite less, Nik did gain a rough understanding quite easily with given clues.

"Oh, really?" Janet inquired with a mocking grin, "And how can we believe that?"

"Well, I Loki has already shown some time-related spells, so I know that it's possible for her to affect time but time travel comes in many forms. There is a form of time travel where the stuff from the future sent to the past affects the present and then there is a more subtle time travel where an object or entity is sent into another time but technically speaking, it would not affect the past or the present of the original timeline since the time continues to pass the same for the object or entity sent through time," Nik touched his chin and looked towards Leah.

"If I'm not wrong, Leah is supposed to be sent into the past and will be known as Hela but... there's one thing strange about the situation. Her soul is connected to Hela. So, for either to actually be sent into a whole new timeline, which can also translate to a parallel universe in its own right, one of them needs to die so that only one such soul exists..."

"Wow, what a nerd," Janet scoffed, not understanding most of it but Morgan had a deep frown while Loki smiled towards Hela, "And what is my task in this prophecy now? Am I supposed to orchestrate your death just like I have to do with my dear brother Balder or simply send her back in time?"

"I came for Drama but this isn't it," Angela scoffed, standing up, "I'm going to meet with Sera, maybe giver her pointers as to how she may please her next mate."

"I believe you," Nik chuckled and Janet quickly turned into a size of a bee and flew towards Angela's head, nestling there, "I'll help out."

With the two leaving, Hela once again spoke up, "Your understanding of the matter is not required any longer," she looked towards Loki, "The Sisters of Norn failed to deal with Nik, and as they are, they must have recognized the change so in some timeline, out of everyone else, there may no longer be a Hela as the ruler of the dead while in this timeline, there are Hela and a Leah."

"So that's it? You created me to be sent back into the past?" Leah inquired but suddenly, Loki shook her head with pity while Nik pursed his lips. even Morgan seemed to understand something while Jennifer looked around in confusion but her academic nature wouldn't let her quit just yet.

"You clearly didn't hear Nik when he said it rightly," Loki giggled, "One of you has to die. Now, will the queen of the dead really sacrifice herself fr some fate?"

Leah paled.

"It is true. You are, or were, destined to be sacrificed in the future to complete me. Your loss was supposed to emotionally wreck Loki to the extent that he would then go on to create another Leah from the figments of his emotion and that Leah would be then sent into an alternative timeline by Loki, creating a Hela."

"I'm sorry, how would the loss of your child affect me? And wait, so you're saying that you are the 'Leah' my alternative self created?"

"Yes," Hela looked at Loki, "But in your case, you would have been dead and a new Loki, a child, would have developed feelings for Leah.."

"For crying out loud," Loki rolled her eyes, "Somebody needs to teach my future self to not fall for brats. I would have preferred one of those many mature women from the recent publication of visual erotica. Even create one of them for romance."

"That would be life worthy to be envied," Nik nodded.

"Shut up!" Leah growled, "I don't understand. You created me for that? To be sacrificed? Then why not give me another set of memories? Why make my past memories so miserable?"

"Ah," Loki exclaimed, "Because I also have a thing for tragic women."

"I apologize," Hela stated simply, "But Leah, I have been in your position. I just know how you feel and it wasn't supposed to happen as such. N— Lord, has been categorized as someone who intervened with divine fate... and as hard as it is to believe, the ten realms in all their strength cannot change this fact any longer.

Knowing that whatever he says would only aggravate Leah further for her entire life has been uprooted by mere words, a feeling Nik understands himself since he's been a target of manipulated memories himself, he looked towards the struggling Jennifer, "Want me to summarize?"

"Please do," Poole replied instead with a groan.

"Well, this Leah and a new Loki will fall for each other. This Leah will unfortunately pass away and Hela's soul will be completed again. Devastated, the new Loki will create another Hela and for a reason, he would send her to a past using the method where the 'past' will become said Leah's future and she will live on as Hela and the cycle repeats."

Leah's gaze turned dim.

"So that's it—"

"Stop moping around," Nik chuckled, clearly not willing to stay out even if his words may make Leah angrier, "You aren't dead. Hela is still incomplete and as you can see, the Loki right now has fallen too deep for me—"

"Hah! Hilarious," Loki cackled.

"Your moans and words— fuck me like your life depends on it— supports Nik's observation," Morgan stated calmly.

"That was my lust talking for me," Loki shrugged with a smile, not the least bit shy, on the surface that is. But she still felt annoyed that even after declaring such words, Nik wouldn't invite whatever Angela was a part of.

"Anyway, Leah, you can get angry at Hela in your own time. In fact, both of you are my... guides. Yeah. And you're the senior one while Hela's gonna be your junior so," winking at Leah, Nik chortled, "Your life isn't as bad as you think."