In occultism, one of the most efficient forms of magic is sex magic.
From the perspective of the universe's origin, chaos is the union of yin and yang, so the joining of masculine and feminine aligns with the universe itself.
Thus, the simplest and most effective way for Artemis to acquire the goddess power she craved from Morpheus, now brimming with supreme feminine energy, was to consume him.
Thoroughly, repeatedly, unrelentingly.
For the next few hours, Artemis took the lead, pinning Morpheus to the bed, leaving him no chance to escape.
He couldn't escape anyway... exhausted and drained, he lacked the strength to resist, left to her whims.
When Artemis finally relented, hours had passed, and the room was saturated with feminine energy.
Already weary, Morpheus had fallen asleep, but the toxins in his body had lessened, much of them absorbed by Artemis.
Satisfied, Artemis went to the bathroom for a refreshing shower. But just as she finished, her expression shifted. She bolted out, moving at the edge of breaking the sound barrier without causing a sonic boom.
Ritsuka was chatting with Medea and others when she saw Artemis rush past, puzzled. "What's with Artemis? Did she run out of protection or something?"
In an all-female group, her words were less guarded.
"She wouldn't get pregnant unless she wanted to... she's the virgin goddess," Medea said, her curiosity piqued. As a magus from the Age of Gods, skilled in magecraft and magic, and having studied under Morpheus, she sensed something. "Her state is off. It's like her divine power is overflowing, likely from absorbing too much goddess energy through her intimacy with Morpheus."
"A runaway feminine power?!" Ritsuka's eyes widened. Having studied under Morpheus, she immediately grasped the issue.
"Yes, an overflow of feminine energy causing a runaway state. But she's a goddess in her true form, so it shouldn't be a problem. Even in the Age of Gods, this might have threatened the world, but in Chaldea, it's contained," Medea said, relaxing. "She's probably headed to the temple, which can handle her overflowing goddess power."
…
Artemis burst into the temple, sealed the door, and unleashed her divine power without restraint.
If it were lunar power, even at a higher tier, she could control it. But this was different.
This was the Primordial Shakti's power of creation and destruction, the Trimurti's divine force, the supreme feminine energy representing the pinnacle of femininity.
This power coursed through her, flooding her divine core, permeating her limbs, transforming her body.
She felt her divine core elevating, as if leaping across endless time and space into a new realm.
The temple's Kabbalistic Tree of Life diagram inverted, the tenth Sephirah, Malkuth, blooming with Tantric floral patterns. Artemis's silver hair dispersed like a quantum cloud, each strand carrying the Trimurti's creation memories... Brahma's chants, Vishnu's dreams, Shiva's dance of destruction, achieving a delicate balance.
This was a myth extended from the creation goddess, the Trimurti as manifestations of Shakti's primal power. Now, these three gods appeared and dispersed, transforming into three goddesses.
Sarasvati, Lakshmi, and Kali emerged!
"The seventh Sephirah, Netzach's law of victory, is restructuring…" With her surging occult knowledge, Artemis gazed at the Shakti Wheel in her palm. Her lunar armor deconstructed into countless golden-ratio gears, forming a wondrous array. "Is this the power of gods in myth, as Morpheus described?"
Artemis correlated the changes with the knowledge flooding her mind, verifying each detail.
As her laurel crown melted into liquid starlight, her mechanical mind... originally a construct... calculated her divine core's evolution. It leaped at 129,600 cycles per second, aligning with the universe's reboot rhythm, syncing with the 72 divine names 72 times per second.
Her divine core was undergoing a "micro-creation" Transformation!
It had surpassed A+++, climbing endlessly with no clear limit!
Shakti's authority was terrifying, far beyond Artemis's lunar powers. Fortunately, the temple and its Tree of Life anchored her lunar domain. Though Shakti's influence was immense, it gradually waned. After an unknown time, Artemis exhaled in relief.
Yet, her condition remained precarious.
Medea, now at the doorway, pushed it open and saw Artemis emerge, only to falter after a few steps, frowning.
Ritsuka approached to ask what was wrong but was pulled back by Medea. Simultaneously, Artemis retreated into the temple.
"What's going on?" Ritsuka asked.
Medea, staring at Artemis, said in awe, "She's like a mobile Yajna altar! Any lifeform near her would be drawn into a creation ritual!"
As if confirming her words, Vedic hymns appeared on the temple's metal walls. Each step Artemis took sprouted crystalline pillars blending Greek columns and Hindu lingams. On her seventh step, the temple's interior collapsed into a Klein bottle-like quantum domain, becoming unobservable!
"What's happening?!" Da Vinci's hologram appeared before Ritsuka and the others, her mechanical arm moving rapidly. "SHEBA just detected an almost indefinable divine core fluctuation... an EX-level existence, with energy nearly equivalent to a Big Bang about to erupt!"
"Uh…" Ritsuka struggled to explain, but Medea interjected, "It's fine. Artemis just upgraded and can't control her power. She's locked herself in the temple. No need to worry."
"Artemis upgraded? What does that mean?!" Da Vinci shouted, then called out, "Roman, go check!"
Roman, being King Solomon, the King of Magecraft, was perfect for investigating. Da Vinci stayed to monitor the data.
Roman arrived quickly, panting, with Olga Marie, Chaldea's Director, in tow to see what was happening.
"What's going on?" Olga Marie asked.
Da Vinci, monitoring the readings, smiled. "If I'm not mistaken, we might have a member with creation deity authority."
"Creation deity authority?"
"A new goddess, rooted in the Greek Moon Goddess but infused with the supreme Shakti of India, uniting all goddess authorities... a being symbolizing the cosmic source of creation and destruction," Da Vinci explained.
Olga Marie was stunned, unable to fathom how a Greek Moon Goddess could connect to the Indian Shaktism's supreme deity, where all gods, even male ones, are mere vessels of Shakti's energy.
Suppressing her questions, she peered inside the door but saw nothing. "Where is she?"
"She's entered a special domain I can't decipher," Medea said. "If I had to guess, she entered an infinite loop before vanishing, possibly transcending linear time."
Da Vinci clarified, "She's in a quantum domain, part of a creation process. Unless she completes it and stabilizes her power, she won't emerge soon."
Roman shrugged. "Guess I came for nothing."
He glanced aside. "Might as well watch the show."
"Ahem, she's fine, just in a state of pleroma, a dual cycle of Kabbalah and inverse Kabbalah, akin to Gnostic pleroma…" A weak voice interrupted. They turned to see Morpheus, who had appeared unnoticed.
"Are you okay?" Olga Marie asked.
Morpheus shook his head. "I'm fine, just tired." He stepped toward the temple. "Shakti's Trimurti power... the cycle of cosmic destruction and rebirth... projects in a three-dimensional universe like a Klein bottle structure."
"Be careful! She's cycling through creation and destruction in there. You have feminine power, but she's ascending... you can't handle her!" Medea warned as he approached.
"It's fine. I'm prepared," Morpheus said with a smile. The Golden Book appeared in his hand, and boundless lightning flared around him.
He entered the domain of the Almighty God, Zeus's power coursing through him!
But that was just the start. Endless lightning roared in the temple, resonating with the void.
The void responded!
"Spatial fluctuations detected... it's Zeus's thunder authority, but not the Zeus I know... this is... " Da Vinci shouted. The void tore open, lightning pouring out, guided by Morpheus toward an empty space!
A rift appeared, and Artemis's arm emerged, tearing through the quantum veil. Her lunar bow became a siphoning tunnel devouring starlight. "This is… Father's power…" She drew an invisible bowstring, converting the lightning from countless phases into creation code. "I accept this gift."
The creation process accelerated, forming a cocoon that merged into Artemis's body. Her form stabilized, her divine core steadying, linked to the creation cocoon. Though her power couldn't yet surpass the world, her core would evolve with creation's progress.
That was for the future.
As calm returned, Artemis's hair still shimmered with the Trimurti's fading glow. She gently embraced the weakened Morpheus, her eyes reflecting the twilight of twenty-seven worlds.
"An infinite world within a finite one, its entrance in the finite world…" Morpheus's lips curved. "You turned that world cocoon into your phase, didn't you?"
Artemis smiled, pinching his cheek as he lay defenseless, relishing the thrill of teasing him. "You noticed?"
"Yes. If you hadn't made it your phase, channeling your power into it, your rapid growth would have collapsed the world... or even overwritten the old world with a new one. But your move…" Morpheus looked impressed. "There might be a way for Magic Gods to walk the world's inner side without weakening."
"Magic Gods?"
"Infinite beings beyond infinite worlds. It's just a theory. Your success stems from your uniqueness, using the creation egg to contain your power, then overlaying it as a phase to avoid interference… The catch is needing creation authority. Magic Gods can create or destroy worlds with knowledge, not creation authority... unless they follow the same path."
From the Tree of Life's system, this wasn't an issue. With continued growth, reaching that level was only a matter of time.
***
If you enjoyed this story, don't forget to drop 5 stars and your power stone. And if you want to read more than 70 chapters in advance, feel free to visit: pat reon . com / KangTL