The Authority of the Underworld was an all-encompassing power. All living beings in the world, both good and evil, converged on this dark land. In other words, it was the "All the World's Evils" of the Age of Gods. It possessed not only immense power but also the ability to influence the minds of others.
The black tide of the Underworld spread out, swallowing the three of them without any resistance.
The scene changed.
In a vast, Chinese-style palace, Ereshkigal sat on a throne, dressed in a red traditional robe. She looked lazy, her left hand propping up her cheek as she looked down at Ishtar, who was now dressed in a black and white maid outfit.
Emmmm... As for why it was a maid outfit, Li Lin, who was standing by as a guard, would like to state that when the black tide surged, Eresh took the opportunity to dig some things out of his brain. So, if you have a problem, take it up with Eresh. He wasn't taking the blame for this.
Ahem, back to the story.
After their roles were reversed, the prisoner Ishtar was naturally cast as a maid. Before she could even process the change, Ereshkigal, from her throne, extended a foot and gently pressed it against her chin. "Still haven't figured out your situation, maid? Do you need this mistress to personally help you?"
Ishtar: "..."
Smack—.
As expected, Ishtar slapped the foot away. She tugged at the fabric of her maid uniform with a look of clear disgust. "Hmph, you can kill the warrior, but you can't humiliate him. I admit defeat today. But if you think I'm going to serve you, that's impossible! And this outfit, what kind of broke person came up with this? It doesn't suit my status at all!"
Li Lin: "..."
Alright, alright, so I'm broke, am I? He had originally planned to plead on her behalf to prevent things from escalating to the point where Eresh would actually break her into an ahegao. But now, it seemed he was overthinking things. He could be called anything, but he would not stand for his tastes being insulted. As for Ishtar's talent for offending people, Li Lin decided that an ahegao face wasn't entirely unacceptable.
"Heh, so all that begging earlier was just an act," Ereshkigal sneered, pulling her leg back. "But that's to be expected. I'd be more surprised if you actually apologized sincerely." She waved her hand, and a strange power began to affect Ishtar.
Ishtar's expression froze. Her emotions started to spiral out of control. The feeling came from the bottom of her heart, as if an invisible machine were amplifying her innermost thoughts. As her mind and emotions expanded, her body was naturally affected, and she began to get uncontrollably excited. It felt like ten thousand ants were crawling all over her, an itching sensation that was both intangible and incredibly real.
Seeing this, Li Lin couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath, contributing his part to global warming. He never thought that Eresh, who usually acted like a shy and tsundere young lady, would resort to such a terrifying punishment. This kind of torment, which you could feel but couldn't grasp, was the most horrifying of all. It was far worse than the physical pain of being impaled by thorns from the original myth.
But there was one thing he didn't understand. Why was Ishtar's face getting redder and redder? Shouldn't she be in more pain? And this sense of déjà vu, why did it feel like he had seen this somewhere before? Hmm, no, my head is itchy. I think I'm growing a brain. [scratches head]
"Ah↗↘↗~~!"
Suddenly, a seductive moan escaped Ishtar's lips. Her legs spread apart, and she sat on the floor, her hands subconsciously reaching between her thighs as she lowered her head, her face flushed. She bit her lower lip, her red eyes shimmering as if she were desperately holding something back. At this point, Ishtar was clearly turned on, and it was a rising tide that had no release.
"Guh—, I-I beg the great king to withdraw your power! This lowly one knows her mistake!"
Finally, the pleasure became too much to bear. Ishtar couldn't hold back any longer and bowed her proud head to Ereshkigal.
"Hehe." A pleased smile spread across Ereshkigal's face. Seeing Ishtar lying on the floor, on the verge of orgasm, the resentment in her heart finally dissipated. Hmph, that's what you get for cursing me and trying to seduce my man.
She waved her hand, releasing Ishtar from the effect. The rest of the time was for maid duties. Although her heart was about to explode with complaints, to avoid another round of that punishment, Ishtar could only put on a scowl and reluctantly perform her servant duties—serving tea, giving massages, the whole nine yards. Even Li Lin got to enjoy a massage from the mistress of heaven. However, during the massage, Ishtar's expression wasn't very pleasant. Her cute little fangs were visible between her thin lips, as if she were about to bite down at any moment, making Li Lin a little nervous. After all, he didn't want to suffer such a grievous wound.
After a day's work, night fell in the illusion. A bright moon hung high in the sky, its white light illuminating a black-haired figure sitting on the steps in front of the palace gate.
Li Lin walked out of the hall. He looked at the girl's somewhat desolate back, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down beside her.
P.S. The palace, the discipline methods, and the maid outfit in this text were actually dug out of Li Lin's mind. Smirk. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Cute author's butt, asking for tickets.