Beginning Of Multiverse Saga-Chapter 519: Catching Enyo

The door of the glowing mana-house dissolved into light.

Sharky stepped out first, calm and composed, his presence steady and radiant, as if the storm within him had finally settled.

Persephone followed behind him, wrapped in newly conjured robes of silver and spring-green, divine magic restoring her dignity. Her cheeks were flushed, her expression shy yet resolute, eyes lowered as she gathered herself. Hands pressed shyly to her breast.

But from her walking, it showed that inside the house, her flower is plucked by Sharky. Her land is ploughed by Sharky.

Artemis watched from a distance, gripping her bow so tightly that the wood creaked. Her jaw clenched, emotions she had never known stirring uncomfortably in her chest.

"...That’s the second goddess today," she muttered, half in disbelief, half in frustration.

But she couldn’t look away.

Sharky’s incredible power... his unshakable dominance... and now calming the Underworld with a single act...

Her admiration only deepened for her, and unknowingly, her hand reached between her legs

Demeter looked over the dead-silent landscape of the Underworld and whispered, "The one who took Cerberus... cannot have gone far. Cerberus moves fast, but not fast enough to escape our senses."

Sharky nodded once.

A ripple of golden mana surged beneath his feet, spreading like a compass needle locking onto a target.

Artemis and Persephone stepped to his side

"Follow me," Sharky said. In the next second, Space folded and Light twisted. The four of them vanished from the Underworld.

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Far away, between fractured border-paths of the realms, the ground was torn apart by massive pawprints.

Three snarling heads tore through the darkness, fire and rage burning in their throats.

This was Cerberus, gatekeeper of the Underworld. But this time, it was chained, and forced to run.

Seated atop his back was a woman clad in blood-red armor, war-magic crackling around her like a living flame.

Enyo. Goddess of War and Bloodshed. Sister and consort of Ares.

She laughed as Cerberus roared in agony, her chains tightening with every bound.

"Good boy... keep running. We return to Ares, and everything will be ok."

Her eyes gleamed with cruel satisfaction.

Cerberus growled in misery, chained by Enyo’s war-magic.

Enyo laughed viciously.

"With Cerberus gone, Sharky cannot learn the truth, and questions Cerberus. While Deimos will capture Sigurd... And Asgard will blame Olympus. And then, the war will finally come."

She grinned wide, and created the portal towards Olympus.

Just as Enyo prepared to step into the Olympian portal, the gateway collapsed shut, its golden light extinguishing in an instant.

Before she could react, space folded around her.

And from it, Sharky appeared, standing calmly before Cerberus. At his sides stood Demeter, Persephone, and Artemis.

Cerberus skidded to a halt, massive claws carving trenches into the ground. All three heads lowered at once, whining in fear and relief.

Enyo froze.

"...No. That’s impossible," she whispered, "How did you appear here so fast?"

Her plan had been flawless—steal Cerberus, delay Sharky in the Underworld, and return to Olympus before he could recover.

Yet here he appears soon.

Sharky did not clarify her doubt, instead said, "Enyo. Step away from Cerberus."

Cerberus barked desperately, all three heads nodding in frantic agreement, as if pleading for salvation.

"YES—PLEASE—SAVE ME!"

Enyo dismounted slowly, fury burning beneath her hardened composure. Anger and humiliation twisted her expression as she straightened to face him.

"You dare interfere with the Goddess of War?"

She raised her voice, but it was cut off instantly as Sharky placed a single finger against her lips, forcing silence.

Enyo’s breath hitched, her eyes widening in disbelief before flaring with rage. She jerked his hand away and hissed, "You—how dare you put your finger on my lips. No one can save you from my spear."

Crimson war-light erupted as her spear materialized in her grasp, only for Sharky to take the spear from her hands.

He looked at her from top to bottom and said,

"Instead of playing with this spear, I will let you play with a different spear."

"Different spear?" Enyo asked in confusion.

"Yes, a different spear. With that spear, not only will I let you play, but I will also give you proper punishment."

As soon as he said this, a ripple burst around him, and a room began to form around them.

Seeing this, Enyo’s heartbeat grew faster. She instinctively stepped back. "W-What are you—"

Sharky didn’t let her finish.

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Sharky’s eyes flashed with a dangerous gleam as he backed Enyo into the corner of the newly formed room. The space around them was intimate, dimly lit, and pulsing with a strange, otherworldly energy.

"You’re in my domain now, Enyo," he growled, his voice deep and commanding. "And I’m going to make you submit to me."

Enyo’s breath caught in her throat. She had never been in a situation like this before, where she was outmatched and at the mercy of another’s desires.

"You don’t know what you’re getting into," she warned, her voice trembling slightly. "I’m a goddess. I won’t be so easily tamed."

Sharky smirked, a predatory expression that sent a shiver down her spine. "Oh, I think I do. And I’m going to enjoy every moment of breaking you."

He advanced on her, his movements slow and deliberate. Enyo backed up until her back hit the wall, her chest heaving with a mix of fear and anticipation.

"Last chance to back down," she said, trying to sound confident. "Or face the consequences."

But Sharky, instead of backing away, in a flash appeared near her. His powerful hands gripped Enyo’s waist, lifting her effortlessly off the ground. She let out a surprised gasp, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck to steady herself.

Before she could react further, the room around them shifted once more. A large, opulent bed materialized, its silken sheets shimmering with an ethereal light. With a swift motion, Sharky tossed Enyo onto the plush mattress, her body bouncing once before settling into the soft fabric.

Enyo scrambled to sit up, her eyes wide with shock and indignation.

What do you think you’re doing?" she demanded, her voice laced with both anger and a hint of something else, something she wasn’t ready to acknowledge.

Sharky loomed over her, his imposing figure blocking out the ambient light. "I’m going to punish you with a proper spear."

He reached out, his fingers trailing down the side of her face, along her neck, and over the swell of her breasts.

Enyo shuddered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat. She tried to maintain her composure, but the heat of his gaze and the intensity of his presence were overwhelming.

"You’re playing a dangerous game, Sharky," she warned, her voice coming out breathier than she intended.

Sharky let out a low, menacing chuckle, his fingers continuing their exploration of her body. "Oh, but I think it was an interesting game. I think you’ll beg for more punishment, by the time I punish you."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I’m going to make you forget all about your precious spear. By the time I’m finished, the only thing you’ll be thinking about is my spear piercing you and filling you up."

Enyo’s body reacted traitorously to his words, a heat pooling in her core. She bit her lip, trying to stifle the moan that threatened to escape.

Sharky’s hand slid lower, cupping her breast through the fabric of her clothes. He squeezed gently, his thumb brushing over her hardening nipple.

"You’re already responding to me."

Enyo gasped, her body arching involuntarily into his touch. She cursed herself for the reaction, but couldn’t deny the heat building inside her.

"You... you don’t know what you’re getting into," she panted, trying to maintain some semblance of control.

Sharky chuckled darkly, his hand moving lower, skimming over her stomach and hips. "Oh, I know exactly what I’m doing."

His fingers found the edge of her garments, toying with the fabric teasingly. "I can feel it in the way your body responds to my touch. The way your breath hitches when I whisper in your ear, Enyo."

Enyo’s resolve was crumbling, her body betraying her with each passing second. She knew she should resist, should fight back against this overwhelming desire. But the heat of his touch, the intensity of his gaze - it was all too much.

"Damn you," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

With a sharp, decisive motion, Sharky’s hands ripped through the fabric of Enyo’s gown, tearing it away to reveal her naked body beneath. Enyo gasped at the sudden exposure, instinctively trying to cover herself, but Sharky’s intense gaze held her in place.

Simultaneously, his own clothes vanished, leaving him gloriously nude before her. His body was a masterpiece of hard lines and powerful muscles, his skin flushed with desire. Enyo’s breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of him, his erection standing proud and thick, a clear demonstration of his arousal.

Sharky’s voice rumbled low and commanding as he gestured to his impressive length. "Today, I will let you play and be punished with this spear."

Enyo’s eyes widened, a surge of both fear and excitement coursing through her. She had never been in such a vulnerable position, completely at the mercy of another’s desires.

And yet, the thought of submitting to Sharky, of being at his mercy, sent a dark, forbidden thrill through her.

"W-what do you mean?" she stammered, her voice barely a whisper.

Sharky’s eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger as he watched Enyo’s reaction, a slow, wicked smile spreading across his face. "I mean, Enyo, that you are about to experience pleasure and pain like never before. I’m going to make you scream, beg, and surrender completely to me."