Finally, they stopped in front of a large, ornate door. The goblins huddled together, trembling as they gestured toward it.
"She's in there," one of them whispered, its voice barely audible. "The goddess herself."
Adrian stared at the door, his heart pounding in his chest.
This was it—the final confrontation. He could feel the weight of the moment settling over him, the tension in the air thickening with every breath.
Without another word, Adrian stepped forward, his hand resting on the door's handle. The goblins cowered behind him, clearly too afraid to go any further.
He could feel their eyes on him as he pushed the door open, the ancient wood creaking under the pressure.
As the door swung open, Adrian was greeted by a chamber bathed in golden light. He stood frozen for a moment as he took in the sight before him. Gold—piles and piles of it—glistened under the soft glow of torchlight.
It was like walking into the vault of an ancient king, with mountains of wealth surrounding him on all sides. Coins, gems, crowns, and priceless artifacts were scattered everywhere, a treasure trove fit for a goddess of greed.
But amidst all the riches, what drew his attention most was the massive golden sarcophagus standing at the center of the room.
Adrian's gaze locked onto it, and he knew without a doubt that Ava, the goddess of Greed, lay within.
His instincts screamed at him to proceed cautiously—this place was too quiet, too still. The room seemed to hum with an unseen energy, and it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.
He scanned the chamber, searching for any obvious traps. His eyes moved carefully over the walls and floor, looking for anything suspicious.
He wasn't going to let his guard down—not after what he'd been through so far.
But everything appeared untouched, as though time itself had forgotten this place.
Adrian took a deep breath, then slowly approached the sarcophagus, his senses sharp and ready for any surprises. He kept one hand on his sword, half-expecting some beast or guardian to leap out and challenge him.
But the room remained eerily quiet, with only the faint clink of gold coins shifting under his boots as he walked.
As he reached the golden sarcophagus, he couldn't help but admire its craftsmanship. The entire thing was covered in intricate carvings of serpents winding up and around it, their eyes set with precious gems that glimmered in the dim light.
Unlike Lilith's and Medea's sarcophagi, there were no chains binding it. Instead, there were six locks, three on each side, that sealed the lid shut. The gold was so polished it gleamed like liquid fire, casting reflections across the treasure-strewn floor.
Adrian circled the sarcophagus carefully, keeping his sword at the ready. When no immediate threats presented themselves, he stopped in front of the first lock.
With a quick motion, he raised his sword and brought it down hard, shattering the thick golden padlock into pieces.
One by one, he moved to each of the other locks, breaking them off with swift, decisive strikes. The metallic clatter of gold hitting stone echoed through the chamber until the final lock fell to the ground, leaving the sarcophagus unsealed.
Adrian sheathed his sword and took a steadying breath, bracing himself. With both hands, he pushed against the heavy lid. It groaned in protest as it slid open, revealing the goddess inside.
Ava lay within, naked and motionless, her body as perfect as one might expect for a being of her power. Her skin was pale, almost like ivory, and her long golden hair spilled over her shoulders in loose waves, though it had lost some of its luster.
She wasn't as voluptuous as Lilith or as imposing as Medea, but her beauty was undeniable—delicate, almost ethereal.
Adrian's eyes lingered on her for a moment, taking in the soft curve of her body, her perky but modest breasts rising gently with shallow breaths.
She looked serene, like a sleeping queen, her face calm and untouched by time.
But there was something else there—a faint trace of hunger, a yearning that seemed to lurk beneath her stillness.
He circled the sarcophagus again, trying to figure out how to wake her. Lilith, as goddess of Lust, had responded to his desires, Medea, the goddess of Wrath, responded to his inner anger.
If Ava was the goddess of Greed, then surely she would respond to what she craved most.
Gold.
Adrian's gaze swept the room, and his eyes landed on a nearby pile of treasure.
Without wasting a second, he hurried over and grabbed a golden goblet, scooping up as many coins and jewels as he could carry. The weight of the treasure was heavy in his hands, but he quickly returned to Ava's side, unsure of what to do next.
He stared at the pile of wealth in his hands, hesitating.
Should he pour it over her? Place it in her hands?
The answer wasn't clear, and Adrian felt a pang of uncertainty.
Finally, he decided to hold the treasure close to her face, just above her nose. Maybe the scent of gold would be enough to rouse her.
He waited, holding the coins and goblet near her, watching her carefully. For a few agonizing seconds, nothing happened. The goddess remained still, her chest rising and falling gently in sleep.
Then, just as Adrian was about to pull back, he saw it—her lips twitched.
It was subtle at first, barely a movement, but soon her lips curled into a small, greedy smile. Adrian's heart quickened as he watched her nostrils flare slightly, as though she were taking in the scent of the treasure.
She took a deep breath, and her smile widened, her voice breaking the silence with a single word.
"Gold," she whispered, the word slipping from her lips like a sigh of pleasure.
Adrian stepped back as Ava stirred, her pale eyelids fluttering open. Her golden eyes gleamed with a strange, hungry light as she focused on the treasure in his hands. Slowly, she sat up in the sarcophagus in a graceful manner, like a queen awakening after centuries of slumber.
Her gaze never left the pile of gold in Adrian's hands.
"More..." she breathed, her voice rich with desire.
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