Chapter 14 - My SI Stash #14 - Is It Wrong For A Godslayer To Have A Harem Of Goddesses? by Paulzies (Campione & Danmachi) (1/2)

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Synopsis: Kusanagi Godou just wanted to have the quiet, peaceful life he didn't manage to get in his past world. But who was he kidding? When there was a Dungeon full of monsters, beautiful goddesses, and animal-girls, there was no way that was going to happen. Still, the Gods here were way more friendly than the Gods he'd met in the past. Maybe just a little too friendly.

Rated: T

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Posted on: fanfiction.net/s/13091081/1/Is-It-Wrong-For-A-Godslayer-To-Have-A-Harem-Of-Goddesses (Paulzies)

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Chapter 1

It should have, and would have, been an ordinary day for the citizens of Orario. But people realized that things were not quite right when the earth began to tremble.

It wasn't an earthquake. It felt... different. An aura of rage and repulsion permeated through the ground beneath their feet and instantly they knew that the Dungeon that lived below them was involved in one way or another. The shaking did not stop, getting stronger with every moment. A low, m_o_a_n-like sound reverberated from the underground caverns, sending waves of despair and agony towards the surface.

Citizens began to panic, and even the most seasoned adventurers seemed at a loss. The Dungeon had always been known to be a sentient, living entity, but such behavior was more than unprecedented. It was terrifying, and anyone who had ventured within knew that something groundbreaking was happening.

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A goddess of family and hearth, reduced to a street-side seller, stopped when the wave of power washed over her, causing every hair on her body to stand. Her worries for building a Familia and improving her financial status were suddenly pushed to the back of her mind as she recognized the disturbing sensation. Who would dare?

The lady of tricksters stopped speaking mid-sentence, going completely pale when she experienced the unsettling feeling. The humorous facade she wore for her Familia dropped for a moment as her eyes narrowed in concentration. This... would definitely need some investigating.

The self-proclaimed Queen of Orario, sitting on her throne overlooking the city, felt every single muscle in her body tense as she basked in the aura of greatness. She felt the ecstasy build up within her as she began to comprehend the true depth of the power she was sensing, and couldn't resist but to let out a m_o_a_n. It was beautiful, and she was determined to find its origin.

The goddess of the forge froze, her hammer just inches away from delivering the final strike to her latest project. It couldn't be. They couldn't have. It was against the rules, it was reckless and dangerous, and it would endanger everybody on the same floor as that idiot. She clenched her teeth, throwing a wistful look at her nearly-completed weapon as she dashed out of her workshop to make her way to the Emergency Denatus that was certain to be called.

No God in Orario had failed to sense the surge of energy. No God had underestimated its significance. No God was looking forward to what was coming next. The evocation of their Arcana was as serious a crime could get, and nobody wanted to be expelled back to Heaven.

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A week passed, and nothing of note happened. Nobody knew what had happened, and an expedition to the lower floors was already being prepared by the Loki Familia to investigate.

The hastily-called Denatus had been fruitless, degenerating into a finger-pointing session within minutes. Every God had turned up, even those who didn't actually care about mortal affairs, for they knew just how incriminating their absences could be. In the end, they had quickly come to two possible conclusions.

Someone had entered the Dungeon, used their Arcana, and returned without anyone noticing. Or, someone new had come down from Heaven and done that. Neither option was particularly preferred, but with no other possible alternative, they were resigned to the fact that until more intelligence was gathered, they could only play the blame game.

Many people began to put the strange phenomenon behind them. But the adventurers knew better. Weird rumors of empty floors, devoid of monsters, spread around the taverns in the evening. It was uncanny; whoever had killed all the monsters hadn't bothered to pick up the crystals or the drops.

The monsters seemed to behave differently as well. They were suddenly more aggressive, launching themselves into reckless attacks and swarming adventurers in larger-than-before numbers. Unease began to build up on everybody's mind, and more and more Familias began to lend their own members to the Loki Expedition with the hopes of getting to the bottom of the mystery once and for all.