The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

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"Marriage..." Dina mused, Sorath had left for the night after saying her hello's so ve it was already long past midnight, and so with Eris making her leave it was just her and Sol that had gone back to their room. "I never imagined..."

"Do you want to-"

"I actually don't." Dina answered Sol who sat on the balcony with an old Atlan graphite pen in one hand and a large sketchbook in the other while she sat comfortably opposing him in her nightgown with her hand under her chin and her gaze across the night skies; her legs folded and her hair ragged and wild across her face and head, being his muse.

"It's funny," Sol paused and looked up at her. "Arla said the same, so what's your reason then?"

"Hm," She took a breath and sighed, not breaking her posture. "How do I explain this without sounding shallow?"

"Just say your mind, I won't think any less of you for being honest."

"Okay," She blushed a little and smiled. "I'm comfortable where I am, I feel secure here, being by your side is all I ever wanted, I was ready to never be touched by you and just remain at your side, I'm already living my dream, master." She explained.

"I don't know what Arla said, but my take on it is that I am already happy, I've been happy since we became friends, and being your lover is nothing short of a miracle I never imagined."

"But I don't want to contest nor do I have the qualifications for the place of your bride, there can only be one, I'm fine with being the afterthought as long as I'm not abandoned, that's all; the term is quite loose, but when I think of myself as your concubine it fills me with a strange sense of pride instead of the shame I imagined it would, I Dina Levina, belong to Sol Vestic, and at my side is Arla Amastacia, and leading us at your side is Ikaris, the first goddess and most powerful divine to ever exist."

"Hm." Sol looked at his drawing again and then back at her. "I suppose I've played a very passive role in the recent days when it comes to how the three of you operate, I didn't want to turn you away, but I also didn't want to hurt Ikaris in any way, I was fine keeping you both at bay but she ended up inviting you two herself so I just let her be."

"She did it because you wished it in your heart of hearts." Dina broke her pose and lowered her hand to look at him.

"I'm aware, my point is I'm not the one who made this possible, even with the fact that I shared feelings for you, and adoration for Arla, I had every intention of remaining monogamous to her, I know it's biased and unfair but the love I have for her and the two of you is not the same, it never will be-"

"I know." Dina chuckled at how serious he was being, and Sol took in how unbothered she was by his rude transparency. "I know this quite well."

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"Then, aren't you even a little upset?"

"No." Dina stared at him, resting her hand and then standing and walking up to him and taking the sketchbook from his grasp.

"I accepted my role when she gave it to me, and I am happy with it, Ikaris is amazing in every way, far more amazing than Arla and I, and before you say we shouldn't compare let me tell you we absolutely do, both of us; we know our place is not as your wives and we would never try to take that from her." She smiled and sat in his lap locking her legs with his legs when his hold hooked her elbows at her sides.

"The love you have for Ikaris transcends reality, we would never try to disrupt or interrupt that love compared to what we hold for you it is far superior, the depths she has gone for you is beyond amazing." Dina leaned onto him when his free hand slid up her leg and cupped her mound locking heat onto her flesh and causing a small moan to escape her lips. "I want to be your object instead, master."

"How can you say that so confidently?" Sol asked, pausing when she began breathing heavily and slightly arching into his touch.

"It escapes the responsibility of being your wife, instead I will serve you selfishly, and seek out your desires wherever they may lay, even if you try not to show it, I still feel your love, and this is more than I ever asked for or deserved~"

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At the strike of dawn, the mage opened her eyes, as usual Sol was the first to wake, as if he didn't sleep at all no matter when their eyes opened he was always already up and busy, and this time was no different.

"Good morning." She greeted him with a smile, watching him stare at himself in the mirror.

"Good morning, Dina." Sol answered and turned to meet her gaze. "Did you sleep well?"

"Like death itself." She stretched into the sheets, wrapping herself up and looking at him again. "Master..."

"Hm?" He looked up from buttoning his shirt.

"Thank you."

"What for, and you realise you don't need to always call me master, right?"

"For giving me a chance of course, giving me a life by your side, and I want to call you master, it is the oral proof of my ownership."

"Good grief." Sol scoffed amused and then turned and looked at the door just as three knocks sounded through the room.

"May I enter?" Sorath called from the other side.

"Ah-" Dina leapt to her feet and snapped her fingers fixing the bed behind her and then looking down at herself.

"Don't worry, we'll be in the hall all day today, you can relax." He looked at Dina and she stared back slightly surprised and then relaxed again and fell to the bed.

"I'm still a little exhausted, but I want to know what roles I'll play."

"Don't worry about that." Sol pat her head and ruffled her hair.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's decided by the bride, so you have the next few days free while Arla is with Ikaris." He walked to the door and opened it, revealing Sorath wearing a formal dress with her hair well done and her cheeks as rosy as ever, and at her side Sara who was also dressed formally, with her hair traditionally braided, aside from fooling around and making parodies of herself with him in the past, this was the first time he had seen her wear normal clothing.

"Ha-ha, you two look like flowers." Sol greeted them with a smile.

"Good morning, Sir." Sara curtseyed.

"A pleasant morning, Sir." Sorath did the same, smiling up at him and then standing to the side to let him through. "There are quite a few customs you have to be familiarised with and as I am sure you are aware, and you must learn this in limited time."

"Of course." Sol nodded in the hallway.

"Ah Sol!" Eris greeted him with her child in her care and then bowed to Sorath next. "Your holiness, good morning to you both, and you as well, Sara." She smiled at the maid.

"Milady."

"Hi Eris."

"Greetings, hero." All three greeted her in return.

"I'll join you all in a little bit." Dina called from inside of his room, pushing the bathroom open and closing the door behind herself.

"Okay." Eris called back to her while Sara gently took the baby boy from her grasp and began playing with him. "Then, shall we?" She gestured and began walking toward the lower staircase.

"After you." Sorath followed as did Sol, and then Sara last.

"Ten days." Sol closed his eyes smiling as he was led down the stairs to a large double door that had been closed since arriving. "Ten days without Ikaris, ten days until I am bound by matrimony, ten days until my wife in name becomes my wife by union."

"Indeed." Sorath looked around at him with a smile.

"It's hard to say, but with everything having turned out like this I can't help but feel a slight bit of depression." Sol admitted.

"How come?" Sara behind him asked curiously. "You seem happier than you have ever been before."

"And I am, truly, I'm the happiest I've ever been."

"Then , what troubles you, Sir?" She asked, and Sol sighed again.

"Griffon from Atla; he was the last king of Atla and my best friend, he used to joke all the time about seeing me married and settle, even in the warring times we faced and the endless death around us, it was only a few weeks befofe his death rhat he stopped smiling, it would have been an honour if he was here to witness this peace...

All of them, and here on Arkadia as well, so many died before they could witness the utopia we have created."

"Han, Bruce, the general." It may have been brief but I do not consider them any less worthy, Han repented of his wrongs in the end, and died protecting Arkadia, as did Bruce and Grim, to have them all here would be a blessing... Unnamed Priest..."

"Jun..."

"Who is Jun?" Sorath asked, hearing the weight in his words.

"Someone I once knew," he replied with a smile. "She's long dead, but she would love it here as well, Arkadia is lucky, it's a blessing to still be alive."

"It is much smaller than the reception in the heavens will be." Eris gestured to her maids who stood guard and they pushed the doors open, welcoming everyone with bows and curtseys.

As he walked through the doors, the scenery before him changed from that of the small banquet hall, to a grand interior filled, with lights and floating decore.

"On this; a monumental day, history records, the first ever Divine Union, one between the Queen of the gods, and the hero of all divinity, the Godslayer."

"All rise!"