Aris and his roommate

Hello! Ethan here.
It's been a long time coming, and there it is at last! The coveted Aris set!

Lots of backstory for this one, so read on if you want to know all about Aris!

Until next time,
Ethan

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Being a deity that appeared for the first time on earth 10 000 some-odd years ago, Aris was, before all, a creature of infinite wisdom and intelligence. He was also…quite the brat.

Up until 2000 years ago, he had been living in a temple lost in a deep, deep jungle. Here lived a small subset of society, dedicating their existences, generations upon generations, to serve and worship him.
Living his everyday life surrounded by servants ready to respond to his every whim certainly didn’t help his attitude problem, and he grew used to have his every need taken care of as soon as they manifested themselves.
Be it food, entertainment or his more…carnal desires.

But all good things come to an end eventually.
As a deity, his self-appointed duty was to protect the planet and its inhabitants.
For a being as powerful as him, it was hardly a difficult task: some rogue animals here, some falling meteorites there, nothing really made him break a sweat.

Until…that fateful day. What happened on that day, Aris can’t remember: the only thing he could recall was the situation being so catastrophic, so hopeless, he had to go all out and use his powers to their full extent.
His tiny body wasn’t used to such stress, and so, he fell into a deep slumber.

For 2000 years.

Waking up two millennia later, he found his temple empty and in ruins. Something clearly happened, why wasn’t there anybody to greet him?
Had he failed his mission? Was humanity extinct?
Being immortal, Aris was used to his friends coming and going, eventually becoming distant memories, mere anecdotes upon his perpetual lifespan.

But this was different. For the first time in his life, Aris was all alone. For the first time in his life, Aris felt powerless. For the first time in his life…Aris cried.

He eventually decided to leave his temple and explore the world, as he once did.
To his great relief, humanity wasn’t extinct in the slightest: in fact, it was more present, more advanced, more intelligent than ever.

He figured his servants must’ve believed him dead, and left his body to rest in the temple while they left to fend for themselves. If only they’d waited for him to wake up, then everything could’ve gone back to normal!

And for a little while, he certainly tried to go back to his old duty of saving the world every once in a while.
But he found humanity didn’t really need him anymore: they tamed the mightiest of animals, cured most diseases, and even conquered space!

Of course, their old habit of slaughtering one another over the slightest disagreement didn’t go anywhere; but Aris usually avoided human conflict: he wasn’t really one to pick a side.

And so he roamed the earth, aimless and lonely, for a couple of decades. Most people tended to be terrified of his powers and avoided him; his existence itself was the subject of heated debates amongst the scientific community: he ended up being categorised as a cryptid.

On a day he decided to see how fast he could swim, he got carried away and got lost. He ended up on a tiny island, and after some snooping around, found its name to be “Japan”. What a silly name!

And yet, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of familiarity in the air.
He’d given up searching for descendants of his servants years ago, figuring out they must’ve gone extinct at some point in these last 2000 years.
But here it was: it was the faintest trace, but somewhere in the north lied the unmistakable trace of the bloodline dedicated to serving him. At last!

It took him a few hours, but he ended up finding it. In a tiny apartment lived a lone male, his bloodline diluted over the years but nevertheless still present.
More than a servant, more than worship, after all these years, what Aris truly desired was a friend.
All these other idiots were scared of him, but surely he wouldn’t be! If anything, he’d be ecstatic to see his god and protector, back at last!

Unfortunately for Aris, the young man had no clue about his existence.
In fact, he wasn’t trilled to see a strange looking boy quite literally dislocate the door to his apartment and raid his fridge on the pretence that he “hadn’t eaten in a year or two”.

Most people would’ve screamed or called the police, but luckily for Aris, the young man happened to be quite lonely himself.
In his twenties, working at a dead-end job and single for so long he forgot what a girl’s touch felt like, he was something of a reclused member of society.
Or, as Aris bluntly put it, a “sad looser”, although he didn’t quite agree with the tiny god’s harsh judgement.

Their relationship started on a rocky foundation, but the two quickly found they enjoyed each other’s company. Aris finally had a place to call home again, and the young man had someone to talk to that wasn’t his mom.

And well, they were both quite horny, too.

Aris never really learned to touch himself: why would he when he had men and women to satisfy his every desire? Lacking this…somewhat crucial skill, the years he spent alone definitely took a toll on him, and his libido was at an all time high.
But he decided to leave the young man alone: much to Aris’ chagrin, he made it quite clear that while it has indeed been a while since he had sex, he wasn’t interested in him.
If he knew that Aris could change into a woman at a moment’s notice, he probably wouldn’t have been so quick to shot him down; but he did; and Aris not really understanding the reason he was rejected, assumed he wasn’t interested in him, period.

And so, the months passed, and Aris tried his best to contain himself. He was a god, after all! He could certainly control his desires.
At least, that’s what he assumed. But on a particular morning, he found himself unable to resist the young man (who, as far as Aris was concerned, was quite handsome).

Taking off his clothes, he laid on top of him and prepared himself…

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