Chapter 4: When There Is a BL Faction… There Must Be An Anti-One Too
In the separated dimension where the Godly ones reside, a certain Goddess was greatly applauding everyone’s work and gave them a few bonus stats in luck while increasing Big Brother’s tripping luck. All to help Younger Sister!
A large mirror was suspended in front of her, showing her all the events that were going within her current favorite world. But while she was drooling and enjoying the scene of the two men within each other, she was visited by one of the other gods.
“You Rotten God! What are you up to this time!” A man walked in her room in large strides and a scowl. Since gods are often replaced when they decide to retire, they usually just go by their titles. In this case, this god was the God of Harvest, and he was a rather old god.
“Please don’t call me Rotten! Please call me Goddess of BL, I am fully proud of my title! As the one and only Goddess of BL that had been around since Love has been around, and as one of the oldest of all gods since I refuse to retire, be respectful of my title!” She heatedly and proudly declared while the God of Harvest took a step back.
“How could I call you something so against my beliefs!” The male god had been a target of her ‘shipping’ as she called it many times and thoroughly tried to keep his path separated from her… but this time, he had to pass on a message.
“BL has been around as long as women existed, how come some of you shallow men refuse to acknowledge it! BL IS LIFE, BL IS LOVE. LOOK AT ME, I STILL EXIST AFTER ALL, IT MEANS BL IS ONE OF THE NECESSITIES OF LIFE THAT SHALL NEVER DISAPPEAR!” she was in his face in the blink of an eye with an arm of BL products.
The God of Harvest paled when he saw some of the special ‘equipment’ and hurriedly passed on the message.
“You’re on cleaning duty for a few decades for breaking rules…” But he was ignored as the Goddess continued her rant.
“Why must you men not accept such love? So many tragedies that happened, although a little bit once in awhile is ok, so many of my favorite pairings never happen because of you guys! You people are such hypocrites! You’re fine with GL, why must BL be so shamed?!” and out of nowhere, she brought out table to break and vent before turning her attention back to him. “So, what does Hypocrite Number One want?”
“T-this and that are two different things! And you’re on cleaning duty for a few decades!” The God of Harvest defended himself.
The Goddess snorted. “Yeah right. It still same gender love. And I was expecting something harsher. I’m slightly surprised…” she mused to herself if perhaps her rather clean record of not breaking anything is helping her now.
“Why just BL and GL? Harems should consist of everything~! Gender and age do not matter. Even species does not matter~” While in the midst of their thinking, a third party joined in… and this person was the God of Love.
“…Ok, she is still acceptable. You’re the worst.” The God of Harvest declared and ran out of there before they could drag him into any more weird drama.
“Well, my fellow love god… even I have some limits…”
“Who defines limits? Haven’t you heard about that male mallard duck that chased another male bird of another species? Such passion~”
“And didn’t that other bird commit suicide on a window…”