A/N: Exploring this douchebag again. Each and every one of the villains of this story is only united in their hatred of the Sins and their disappointment in their own sister Elpis. With Elpis back into the collective minds of her folks, former grudges and disharmony came back to these gods minds. Leviathan is powerful but arrogant and his arrogance cost him the throne because he underestimated his siblings: Isthar the god of War and Ayasha the goddess of knowledge. Now that he's fully back to his old self, he's having a sweet dream. Keep in mind, he's a key player in Elpis liberation since he has the Dagger of Fate. Also, keep in mind he's an asshole and a villain? Hate him all you want:D I'm having fun with him so far!
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The Dagger of Fate seemed like a normal dagger. It was a beautiful lethal weapon, with an ivory sculpted handle, a carved blade made of meteorite and some gold highlights. It also was quite discreet for a god-killer blade, so the primeval god took it with him as he roamed the Earth. Elpis and Pride still were difficult to track down because the goddess was still shielded by the Sin's aura but Leviathan knew that eventually, they would figure out that he was in possession of the dagger and would find him if they wanted to get their hands on the item. He was counting on it, on Pride wanting to set his beloved free and being forced to challenge the master of the oceans to achieve that goal. Leviathan relished in knowing he would soon destroy the sin and all he had to do was be a little patient. He would be patient but from time to time a little motivation was necessary. Visiting places by the sea was his favorite activity. It allowed him to think his plan through and anticipate the next move of his enemies. Ayasha and Ishtar were his end goal of course! He would overthrow the new All-Father and his wise sister and take the throne for himself but Elpis and Pride were his current targets.
He stopped by a wooden deck. The sea was agitated on that day which mirrored his emotions as he recollected the past events that led to his current situation. Ayasha outsmarted him and favored Ishtar who became the new all-father instead of him. Elpis refused to marry him and when he tried to punish her, Ishtar intervened. Today, Leviathan was sporting a rather dashing look. Always an amateur of fine clothes, he was wearing a midnight blue suit and leather shoes. His beard grew a little more since he arrived on Earth so he ran his calloused fingers over the softness of the beard his vessel sported. His chestnut eyes were staring at the violent waves that crashed onto the rocks below the deck and the seagulls added some familiarity to the melody of the sea. There, Leviathan felt he was in his element and he would indulge in daydreaming. They helped him resist his frustration of being spoiled of a title he had always dreamed about. Ever since he realized he had power, the master of the ocean developed a taste for power. At first, his ambition was to be the best of his Khaos children and overpower the oldest siblings such as Sitaa or Ishtar. Those two emotions, war, and love were powerful and eternal. Of course, he would have to do better than Ishtar and Sitaa but it wasn't small feat. However, instead of allowing defeat to infiltrate his heart, he took refuge in his ambition and allowed it to fuel his motivation.
He always imagined an alternate timeline where Elpis was still naive and innocent and Khaos was still alive. Leviathan fancied that if he had known earlier that Elpis was seeing Pride, he would have stopped this madness before any real damage could have been done. He imagined overthrowing the Khaos and crowning himself the new All-Father of the primeval gods. Gaea, of course, would have been spared or maybe exiled on Earth since she cared so much for humanity. He would have defeated Pride and the rest of the seven sins and put him on a leash. The idea of having the most lethal weapon at the tip of his fingers sent shivers down his spine. He already knew how to put Pride to good use, how to smash his enemies without even risking his life in wars he might lose. He would send Pride instead and eliminate whoever wanted to oppose him. The thought of dominating such a threat made the god's crotch harden. He knew he would enjoy humiliating this creature who pretended to be at the same level than the gods. Sins were abominations and the god of the oceans would never see them for something else. He would never acknowledge them being capable of feeling emotions. Leviathan imagined the sweet and solar Elpis agreed to marry him and sit on his lap while he would be on the throne. He imagined receiving some affection with her soft hands stroking his chest and her lips finding their ways to his neck. He imagined her being completely submissive to him, following his very commands. She would worship him for only he was the strongest and best god there was. She would not resist him when his hands would explore her curves when he would hold onto her soft plump flesh, when he would claim her body with his divine cock.
He had always lusted after her. She was stunning already. Her pink locks and bumblebee eyes made her uniquely attractive. Yet it was Elpis innocence and naiveté that attracted the god and made him fantasize about her. Much like the wars he fought, she was a land yet to conquer in his perfect fantasy. A land he would visit and make his every single day for eternity. It couldn't go otherwise, at least, not in his head. A low growl escaped from his lips as he caressed the dream of claiming Elpis to himself, ruling as the king and dominating Pride. He added a twist in his scenario. Indeed, the kicks he would get would be more important if he achieved all of this /after/ she gave herself to Pride. Leviathan was vindictive and repulsive in his ways to exert his vengeance. He still remembered what happened a few nights before she was stabbed by Ishtar. She had the audacity to reject him when he tried to marry her. She first used her words, claiming foolish love for a creature that couldn't feel anything. When he tried to overpower her with his intimidating presence, she didn't submit to him. Elpis wanted Pride and she fiercely rejected her older brother. He pushed her against the mattress, his eyes were fuming with rage and with foam at the corner of his mouth. Elpis was scared of him but fought against him so fiercely so he wouldn't take advantage of her. She screamed for help, pushed him away and even tried to use her powers to harm him but her fear of the god rendered her powers ineffective. Elpis was at his mercy and he would have had her, he would have, if it wasn't for Ishtar.
Ishtar came to Elpis rescue and the two gods fought for a while before Leviathan stepped down in favor of his younger brother. Ishtar was more powerful than him because he was the god of War and was imbued with great power. He watched as Ishtar took Elpis away, saving her from Leviathan and ruining his efforts to overpower the goddess. If Pride was responsible for soiling Elpis, Isthar was a rival the master of the oceans wanted to get rid of. As he looked at the angry sea that became even more agitated to reflect his state of mind, Leviathan outstretched his hand towards the infinite water before him. He could bend it to his will and he knew that this power could help him take over his brother's throne. A smile crept on his lips at the thought of his vengeance and lifted his hand, provoking a typhoon where there should be none. A soft chuckle tore the silence open and forced the god to turn his attention to its owner. It wasn't difficult to guess since he already heard that voice before. As he turned his head to the side, he saw his sister. Magnificent vessel she chose in that green-eyed blonde. Magnificent she was indeed, in that tight long-sleeved blue dress she was wearing. Clever as well, since she knew blue was his favorite color.
« I thought you trusted me to find our sister, Ayasha. »
«The All-father surely doesn't. I came on his behalf and I suggest we find another place. I do not like the sea. I do not like being this vulnerable and in the open, we never know where Pride's spies could be. »
« Fair enough sister. We will find a more suitable place for the conversation to follow. »
He snapped his fingers, zapping them back to the main city, in front of a tea shop. Ayasha was a ruthless manipulator and he knew that if he wasn't careful, she could very well sway him in. He was the primeval god who wanted to be King and goddamnit, he would be.
(TBC)
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