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Edona stood before Fenrir, her brows furrowed in confusion. The Fenrir's figure had just mentioned something about making a vessel, and the words hung in the air, like a riddle waiting to be solved.

"I'm sorry, Fenrir," Edona said, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "I don't understand what you mean by making a vessel. Could you please explain? How are we going to do that?"

Fenrir's eyes gleamed with a mixture of sadness and hesitation. He leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

"Ah, Edona, a vessel is the only key to avoiding my punishment. It is through a vessel that one can channel the forces of the universe, bending them to their will and I can deceive my brother."

Edona's confusion turned into frustration. Fenrir's words danced around her mind, eluding comprehension like wisps of smoke. She had sought his guidance, hoping for clarity, but instead, she found herself drowning in a sea of cryptic messages, that she couldn't understand.

"And how, please tell me how do you plan to create such a vessel? I want the method, not your riddles," she asked, her tone laced with scepticism.

An uncomfortable smile spread across Fenrir's face, his eyes sparkling with hidden intent.

"By sacrificing the soul that we are going to create, Edona," he replied, his voice dripping with sinister delight. "Only through the essence of a willing sacrifice can we shape the vessel, imbuing it with the power it needs and with our powers, the embryo you're going to conceive will be more than enough for me as my vessel."

Edona's eyes widened in horror, a surge of anger welling up within her. Fenrir's words struck her like a thunderbolt, shattering her hopes of finding guidance and replacing them with a raging fire. The concept of sacrificing a soul, and not just a normal soul, the soul of their own child, no matter how willing, was an abomination in her eyes.

"You fiend!" she exclaimed, her voice trembling with fury. Without thinking, her hand shot out, connecting with Fenrir's cheek in a resounding slap.

The room fell into an eerie silence as the force of the slap reverberated through the air. Fenrir's head turned his expression a mix of sadness and realisation. Edona stood there, her chest heaving, a mixture of anger and sadness in her eyes.

"You speak of power and vessels, but you have lost sight of what truly matters, No! It's my fault I expected something more from you," she declared, her voice quivering with emotion. "There is no strength in sacrificing others for personal gain. I will find my own path, one that does not tread upon the lives of others."

Fenrir, though momentarily taken aback, regained his composure. He touched his stinging cheek, a hint of admiration shining through his gaze. But he knew giving up wasn't an option right now. He also wondered when he became considerate enough to value the opinions of others because he had always been someone who would take the things he wanted without any hesitation and right now, he was ready to do the same thing.

While Edona was facing the other way, suddenly Fenrir pushed her sending her sprawling onto the ground before him. Her face turned bright red as she scrambled back on all fours. He then stalked towards her, towering over her.

"What are you doing?" She asked, her voice quivering. Fenrir ignored her question, instead opened his mouth wide and kissed Edona on her lips making her eyes open wide by the sensation, she felt.

Fenrir rubbed and squeeze, The bountiful fruits are getting lewdly hot even through the cloth. In addition, there is also a puffy spot that rises up and looks like it wants to be touched.

"Ahhhh...…" Edona, who haven't felt the touch of a man or anything in existence moaned a little, feeling the strange sensation but she wasn't in the mood to enjoy whatever he did, she wanted to leave this dome and go back because even if the universe exploded right now, she didn't want to do something atrocious as sacrificing the soul of an innocent kid.

"Stop this at once, I won't let you do this," She tried to kick Fenrir, but with his power, he tightly restrained Edona and started to rip her clothes off without showing any hesitation.

Underneath her divine robe. Edona had a curvy body that looked like the divine fruit that is forbidden for anyone to consume even if they wanted because of how appetising it looked. Her perfect hair and perfect proportions created the ultimate seductiveness that even Fenrir felt his boner rather fast compared to the others.

"Even if you say, no, I have to do this, I have no option," Fenrir said and removed his own clothes.

Even though both of them were naked at this point, there wasn't a single shred of nervousness, instead, both of them were looking rather frustrated and they wanted to finish what they were doing as fast as possible.

Fenrir suddenly took his fingers off her nipples momentarily and squeezed them again, while slowly caressing her naked vagina trying to get her wet, but as the goddess among goddesses, she didn't have any need to get wet because she already had the perfect body the penetration anytime.

"Mmmmmmmm ..."

Among her wavy divine hair, her reddish ears peeked out from between them, her face wasn't red from the nervousness or the shame, but instead, it was there to show how angry she was.

"Let me go! Don't do this Fenrir, You will the worst if you do this," Edona shouted, but Fenrir got close to her and whispered his next words.

"It's too late, I'm going in,"

Fenrir let out a deep, hungry, beastly breath.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

It was a mistake to try to hold back or to try to rush things in the first place.

He pushed Edona's remaining clothes away with the tip of his flesh, which was no longer on the verge of exploding – the desire of the goddess, was transmitted to his raging seeding pole so he suddenly slammed his cock into her without any warning causing Edona moan loud.

"Nooo! Nooo! take it out, don't do this, Fenrir, Ahhhhh!"

Fenrir dove into Edona's depths in a single stroke. Immediately, numerous folds of flesh came to embrace him all at once. He was greeted with a hot embrace, overflowing with the juices of her hot feminine flesh, as if it was waiting for him.

The more he embraced Edona, the better it felt for him so without even giving her time to process what was happening he started moving his hips.

"Edona! I know what I am doing right now is wrong, and after this, I will be the worst being in the universe but I can't die, I don't want to be sealed all alone, I don't-" The apocalypse being, who was supposed to be perfect and the most powerful started showing his weaknesses to Edona, showing how weak-minded he was.

He was someone who is afraid to get punished and Edona understood that really well.

"But your child has nothing to do with it, besides didn't you already impregnate Tasha, so why do you need another child?" Edona was confused, but while moving his hips and tightly holding Edona who was trying to escape, Fenrir answered her question.

"Tasha is a first-dimension being, so the child won't be as strong as someone from the second dimension, he or she will be slightly more different and powerful than a normal elf, but it is not strong enough to hold my soul inside," Fenrir said and he remembered why none of the other goddesses got pregnant even after doing it with him.

The main reason was he had no intention to impregnate them unlike when he did it with Tasha so, they were just empty shots that had no desire unlike when he did it with Tasha, and right now he desired to have a child with Edona without knowing the consequences his actions will cause on the universe, and while fervently moving his hips, Fenrir wondered how much time he had remaining.

"Haahn!! this is! this is so hard!! ngh, ngh!!"

Edona's fingers gripped Fenrir's back trying to escape the fate she was going to suffer because of this and she felt he was going to ejaculate because she was easily able to feel the sensation.

And before she could even show her objection to that, Fenri ejaculated deep inside her, directly in her womb.

The feeling of wanting each other, the feeling of coming as the deepest parts of their bodies mingle together and for a small amount of time, both of them kept embracing each other and Fenrir was clearly able to feel that his objective was successful.

The pulsating cannon of flesh was spewing out an enormous amount of cum, as if it were trying to fill her womb with nothing but white semen. The bliss of impregnating the most beautiful woman. And the extreme anger and frustration that she demands of him.

They hugged for a while, as he felt the joy of planting seeds and she felt the anger of being seeded, together they became one and created the perfect vessel for their plan while Edona was on the verge of crying just imagining a child that came out of her womb been used as a vessel.