Chapter 1: Curiosity impregnated the elf?

Riveria Ljos Alf was many things, daughter of Larfar Ljos Alf, the Vice-captain of the Loki familia, and the level 6 adventurer bearing the proud alias of "Nine hells" due to her horrifying arsenal of spells. What none but her dear goddess knew, however, was that Riveria Ljos Alf got bored so very very easily! There was a reason why she abandoned her royal status back in Alf´s Royal forest and pursued a life of adventure with the help of Loki and Finn, and one thing, both the Goddess and Captain knew was that a bored Riveria was a dangerous Riveria.

This brings us to today's advent of the impossible becoming possible, "do you have any idea how much trouble I would be in if Ouranus senses the use of my Arcanum?" a small redhead asked the fair green-headed high elf, her tone not at all concerned about the so-called trouble she proclaimed, as the fair elven woman looked up from her notes she was met with the standard closed-eyed smirk of her goddess.

"Yes yes, but we both know you can keep such a small use quiet so shush and let me prepare the ritual" was the nonchalant reply as the elf continued drawing up the necessary runes and assuring herself of the perfect placement of varying materials from a dragon heart to a branch of the oldest spirit tree in the world. If any other adventurer or god saw the scene between the Goddess and the Vice-Captain of the Loki familia, they would for sure cough blood at the sheer value of the materials neatly lined in the ritualistic circles.

Loki simply widened her smirk as she watched the `mama´ of her familia work out the final touches to her recent passion project, she didnt quite get the details as it was explained to her when she was rather busy polishing off a bottle of premium wine but as long as her Vice-Captain´s curiosity was sated then she would be safe from her boredom affecting her."ì´ll never forget the time she tried to sate her boredom with "project: sober Loki" the redheaded goddess mumbled to herself, her body shuddering in the phantom withdrawals of the cruelest year of her immortal life.

Her thoughts were drawn from the PTSD-inducing remembrance when the subject of her trauma stepped back with a small satisfied smile on her face, "Alright the ritual seems seamless, but there's truly only one way we can truly test it"" her green eyes met Lokis red with an eager glint to them "Charge your arcanum into it"

Loki nodded in an indulgent manner befitting of a parent entertaining their daughter's childish dreams. with a quick hop of the crate she used as a stool, she casually strolled over to the awaiting High elf, her eyes surveying the beautiful pattern of elven runes spread across an area easily surpassing 100 meters in diameter. "How long did you say you spent making this?" she casually asked as she reached Riveria.

Riveria tilted her head in thought as she swiftly calculated the time spent "About a year I would say, a few months more if you want to add the research state" A quick bob of her green hair symbolized her affirmation to her own statement

"Huh" was the eloquent reply of the trickster as she took the final step into the ritual, "so you just want me to release my arcanum?"

Riveria nodded her head as she replied "Yes, the ritual will absorb most of the ambient arcanum released and use it as fuel to initiate the sacrifice." The goddess simply shrugged as she started loosening the seal surrounding her arcanum, the room started to be illuminated in the grace of her divine power,the air thrumming with the power of a deity´s unleashed might. Riveria had to take a step back as the light and might of her goddesses arcanum made her very existence recoil in fright and reverence. and truth be told Loki may have exaggerated the amount released due to the euphoria as she loosened up for the first time in years. perhaps she should release a little more just to truly impress her favourite child!

What neither Lokis, who was too busy basking in her arcanum nor Riveria who had her senses dulled by the very same arcanum noticed, was that Riveria had stumbled into the middle circle of the Ritual and Lokis Arcanum had overloaded the runes to the point they were glowing a molten gold instead of the intended soft golden glow. So when Loki finally opened her eyes, she saw every single piece of priceless treasure disintegrate into golden particles, forming a fetus like silhouette before flying into the stunned elf, just as Loki was about to react to reverse whatever effect the misshapen experiment caused, she felt the control of her Arcanum slip from her grasp as a truly massive torrent of divine might follow the fetus and entered the now unconscious Riveria on the ground. It took a solid minute of nonstop funneling into her vice-captain that a truly desperate Loki finally managed to wrestle control back and tighten the seal of her arcanum to the highest degree she could.

What greeted the teary-eyed goddess made her certain she was on the onset of having the very first divine heart attack. There among the rubbles and ruins of the ritual lay her beautiful Riveria, her emerald hair draping down her shoulders and chest and eyes closed peacefully. If this was any other time, Loki would most definitely be tempted to play with her unconscious Vice-Captain. But not today, as all her eyes could truly take in was the massive bulge that only a pregnant woman on the verge of giving birth could boast of.

"WHAAAAAAAAA, WHO CUCKED ME??" was the terrible scream that reverberated through the twilight mansion, followed by a meaty *THWACK* and desperate screams of mercy.