Author Note:

Is it Wrong to try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon? is own by Fujino Omori and Warhammer characters is owned by Game Workshop.

This is my first fanfiction, I am looking forward for all the comment.

Edited (Rearrange/Re-write) on 23/12/2017

- Chapter1 -

Balthazar Gelt in Orario

Betrayal

It always starts with the betrayal

….. THE END TIMES …..

… the last hour of the world that was …

Archaon the Everchosen had been driven back to the warp that he spawns. The vortex in Middenheim has been stabilized. Victory was assured, an order will be restored. A new age was about to begin. An age of order, an age of peace.

'We won'

Yet, the war was not over. Without the threat of chaos, the alliance will surely dissolve.

Nagash, the incarnate of death, the god devourer, will likely choose to rule alone. The accursed black pyramid will rise again someday.

'How many times he must die so that he will realize that his dominion will result in the death of all? Not that rotten corpse of a death god will care'

Then there is Melekith, the incarnate of shadow, the self-appointed eternity king/, the culprit for most of all the problem in the world. Kin-slaying, incest, manipulator of war between elves and dwarfs, elven civil wars, slave trade, demon worshiping, annually instigate a nationwide murder night, the list goes on and on. Oh, more importantly, left his mother to die with chaos god Slaneesh.

'Why do we need to suffer his family problems?'.

The other elven incarnates doesn't assure him either, so much arrogance, so much betrayal. Elves never see human as their equal, just a chess piece in the board to slow down the tide of chaos. Tyrion and Alarielle, incarnate of light and life respectively, don't care about the world.

'If they care about us as much as a drop of water in the ocean compare to their urge to create the next Everchild, we should be fine. Alas, and pardon my pun, they are fucking not'.

Teclis, the one who came up with the plan to unbind the vortex, allowing the creation of 8 incarnates, and let the full tide of daemon flood the world.

'I call his sanity to question'.

So many problems to solve, so much work to do, and he cannot launch a devastating spell to solve it either. But that remains to be seen, do not dare underestimate the power of science and alchemy!

The mankind was at the brink of its extinction, the surviving dwarves would take up the slayer oath, Lizardmen escaped the world in their Space-ship-temple, and the elves … well, they were elves.

'Knife-ears Bastard'

Greenskins, beastmen, ogres, and skevens were without their leader, and that when they became the most dangerous.

Sigmar, the incarnate of heaven, a mortal turned god, might be his last hope for the new world. But he doesn't even sure with that one. He got tricked by Tzeentch and trapped in the wind of Azyr for thousand years.

'This world is doomed" Balthazar sighed when he felt an unimaginable pain in his chest. Got backstabbed by an unholy sword would do that to anyone, even a living-god.

"Traitor!" Tyrion screamed before unleashing his sword Sunfang to kill the culprit, Mannfred von Carstein. The vampire evaporates instantly, however, all was lost.

'I know that the blood-sucker will betray us but not like this'.

With the gaping hole caused by the unholy blade through his chest, he felt the power of Chamon, the wind of metal was leaving him as his life fading away. The last thing he saw is Teclis trying to bind Chamon, becoming incarnate of fire, beast, and metal. Oh, and failed miserably. That elf, even though one of the most powerful mages alive, was still a mortal fool who doesn't know his limit.

Hubris cause the fall of all mortal, even a thousand years old high elf.

'This is the end for me then' He lamented 'Damn it all'. He thinks his last before everything fade to black.

The-world-that-was is destroyed, yet the new age is about to begin. Alas, Balthazar Gelt will not be a part of it.

….….….….….

Meanwhile

….….….….….

… 16 years before the start of Bell's story …

….. Top of the Babel tower, Orario …..

Freya was bored.

Very bored

It had been many centuries since she descended from the heaven. Yet, her familiar still not the best in Orario that honor goes to Zeus and Hera. All she can do now was schemes and wait for the opportunity to strike.

Over the years her familiar grew. With the power to clearly see the person soul, she can handily pick the best adventurer to be her children, her perfect children. But that had never been enough for Freya is a goddess of love, and there is no other emotion that is stronger and more obsessive than love. Whatever she wants, she gets, and yet the position of the greatest familiar, one that would make all others jealous and bow down to her seems to be out of reach.

Sigh

"You seem displeased, goddess. May I ask what troubled you," said Mia, a gigantic dwarf adventurer, the captain of her familia.

Suddenly a bright golden light appeared around Freya. The light so bright it illuminates the entire Orario, turning the stale starless night to be as bright as day. The light gathered around her and lift her up. She starts shaking in panic, for she was so powerless to struggle against it.

"What's happening"

She cried in terror. Fear took control all over her body. Her once cold and calculated composure was now gone. No longer a goddess, only the woman was shaking in fear for her life. "Help, help me"

"Goddess!" Mia cried out, preparing for combat. Yet, no target can be found.

After fear comes pain. The golden light suffocated her. Pain surged throughout her body as if she was crushed by a boulder. Her belly felts like it was tearing itself apart. Still, the golden light lifted her up. She was hanging in the air, powerless, thoughtless, unable to fight back.

"Goddess!"

Mia lunges forward but get repelled and get smacked to the wall. She tries to get up but the power of the golden light pinned her down.

"…" Freya tried to scream, but no word came out of her mouth.

'This is the end for me then' she lamented 'Damn it all, ending it like this'.

She was yet to be on the top of the world. Her familia might be strong but was not the best. What is the point of being strong if not to be the best and be worshiped by her peers? But that was not what she truly desires.

She was a goddess of love, yet she doesn't know about all of it. Maternal love, caring for own's child like the mortal does. She willing to give all she had just to experience a tiny part of it. No matter how long it takes, how many times she needs to descend from the heaven if she can experience that it would be worth it.

'Mortal are so lucky they can give birth. Gods cannot procreate. Even we assume mortal form, it is just a mockery of our godly nature. Like a mortal child pretend and act in the playground.'

And then everything went black for her.

… The next morning …

The golden light that shines over Oraria was long gone. The dawn arrived and everyone was talking about the incident. The news of the attempted assassination of Freya spread like a wildfire. All gods who hold any decent power in Oraria were on high alert.

"Ahh~" faintly moaned Freya, waking up surrounded by the executive of her familia, the best of her children. Everyone was in shock, tears running from their eyes.

"Goddess!"

Caught herself in an unfamiliar situation, Freya tried to regain her composure. Raising her hand to make all her children be at ease and move away,

"Enough, anyone has any idea who did this?" she asked calmly and coldly.

The entire temperature of the room suddenly dropped, Freya was angry.

Very angry

The tension rose for a few second

"Well? What are you waiting for? Bring who or whatever caused this to me!"

Her eyes burned bright with anger and vengeance. Even the most fearless of her familia, shocked in horror. They had never seen her like this before.

Everyone starts to leave. Their goddess had commanded, and they willingly follow.

"Not you Mia, you stay"

She now in a deep trouble, Freya doesn't know for giving a mercy for those who had failed her. It will not be pleasant, that for sure.

… months later …

The search for the assassin went on but to no result. It's not that all the search leads to the dead end, but as if there was nothing wrong at all. Aside from the bright golden light shining at night, everything appeared to be normal. However, that was not good enough for Freya. Her temper became more violent, her command became more and more unreasonable. Gossips occurred among the gods that Freya had been consumed with revenge and about to turn mad.

"Any news?"

Freya asked coldly. The temperature in the room dropped so low that everybody else start shaking.

"No, goddess, But …"

The voice stopped when its source met with the goddess glare.

"May I speak, goddess?"

Mia asked, concerning her goddess health. Freya responded with a slight nod of approval.

"We spent a month searching without any leads at all. I understand that you want to settle this, but if it continues like this it will be bad for your health. Perhaps you should …"

"Enough! How dare you"

Listened to Mia pleas, Freya eyes burned with anger.

"We are concerned about your health, Goddess. Lately, you do not sleep well. As a member and the captain of your familia…"

"I said enough!" Freya roared. "Argh~"

She stopped all her action and covered in pain. Lately, she had a pain in her belly and it became more often as the time went by.

"Out! All of you. Mia, you stay".

Although everyone was shocked, they follow their goddess command. After all executives left, Mia rushed in to aid her goddess. It was that moment when she realized Freya belly was getting larger than usual and it's not that she had become fatter either. In fact, with her obsessive lifestyle lately, she should become thinner.

Tears flowed from the goddess eyes. The pain she had to endure was unimaginable, bolstered by keeping a cold facade in front of her children, Freya was at her limit. Nothing about this makes sense. She had not been poisoned, that for sure. Many doctors and all the healing gods had confirmed it. This was the moment where her rage turns to fear. She shook uncontrollably.

All sane being is afraid of death, including the gods.

"Goddess … have some idea, it might sound nonsense, but please allow me to speak up"

The permission was granted.

"I think you are pregnant"

Pregnant. Ridiculous.

God do not procreate.

But none of this makes any sense from the start. A power that can overwhelm a high-rank adventurer and make her powerless against it. The pain without the cause. Now she can also see that her belly had to get larger.

'Well, what if it is?' Freya thought to herself. 'Am I going mad? Is this the moment where confusion turn into madness?' She dared to think. With both of her hands touching her face, she let out a stream of tears. "This is madness" She cried, "This should not be happening".

Mia was shocked. For so long she had served her goddess, this was the first time she saw Freya like this. Freya never cried, Freya never feared, She commanded and ruled.

"My apologies goddess, I spoke irresponsibly. Please do not let it bother your mind".

"You are forgiven, Mia. I do appreciate your concern. That is what I like about you"

Freya calmed down. As calm as she could be in that situation. After all, Mia is still her most trusted person in Orario. "Perhaps you are right"

Mia could not believe what she had heard. The idea she suggested was ridiculous. If Freya was a mortal it might make sense.

As make sense as any golden mysterious magic light randomly impregnating a woman that is.

"I should have some rest"

Oh. Whatever.

… Later in the night …

Freya had a dream. A vivid dream.

She was floating in a bottomless sea. No. A bottomless ocean makes out of molten metal. It was warm and soothing even though it didn't look safe, even for a goddess.

"NEHEHEHEHEHEHE, It seems that we are in luck" She heard a cold metallic voice. As if it was man voice wearing a metallic mask.

"Who's there, I demand you to show yourself. Do you have any idea who do you are dealing with?"

"Ignorant goddess, thinking that herself a supreme being" laughed the voice, "We are a manifestation of Chamon, the wind of metal, a power given life, Order given form. Heed us well arrogant goddess, for we shall not repeat ourselves."

The voice was so powerful, so demanding, and that frightens her. She was frightened enough to listen and to not retort.

"The boy will be born from your womb. He was a hero from the world long lost and is our incarnate, the power of Chamon made flesh"

Freya didn't believe a single word of what she had heard. What a bunch of nonsense. A hero born from a goddess, a drunk storyteller with a stroke can come up with a better tale than that.

"Believe what you will" The voice of Chamon continued, "Raise him if you can, abandon him if you must. Declare us, the voice of Chamon."

When the voice went silent, everything around Freya explodes with bright golden light. It's so bright, she swears she went blind. However, one name was engraved deep in her mind.

Balthazar Gelt, the incarnate of Metal

And then she woke up as the new dawn arrived. 'It is decided then, true or not I will not let this opportunity go to waste' Freya made up her mind.

… The next morning …

"Mia" Freya called for her captain. "Yes, goddess" Mia replied.

"What I am going to tell you must not leave this room, do you understand?"

Mia responded with a nod.

"Continue to spread the rumors that I will not see anybody due to the fail assassination attempts" Before her captain could reply, Freya continued "That's a facade, of course. What I want you to do is to go out and buy all items that need to raise a child and bring it here without anyone else knowing."

Mia was shocked. What's the hell was going on!

"I beg your pardon, goddess?"

"I will not repeat myself, Mia. I'm going to raise a son."

… 9 months after the golden light incident …

….. Top of the Babel tower, Orario …..

After 9 months of tender care and motherly love, the boy was born. For nine months Freya didn't allow anyone to see her, not even her famila's executive. The only person aside from her that know about her son was Mia, her captain. The labor and giving birth went well enough, apparently, Mia was very good at delivering the child.

For nine long months, she had an occurring dream about a wizard clad in gold riding a Pegasus into battle. Every time he cast a spell, a balance in the battlefield shift into his favor. A hail of lead fall from the sky, crushing all those who stand below. Golden metallic hounds jumping across the battlefield ripping everything in their way apart no matter if it a flesh, armor, or stone. With one weave of incantation, he turns the entire opposition army into lead and gold mannequin. It was a dread scene to be observed, no man should have this much power. Yet, it was so majestic and Freya wanted more of it. Just thinking that she could mother such a child brought her so much joy.

Freya looked at the city of Orario below, carrying a little boy with a silver hair and shining gold iris with her arm. The boy was a reflection of her, a perfect body and an irresistible charm.

"Look, my little Balthazar, when you grow up all of this will be yours. I will see to that"

Ah, a motherly love from the goddess who doesn't understand what a motherly love is. Be that as it may, Freya knew that everything about her son must be kept in uttermost secret. If other gods knew about this, her son might be taken away, either through political means, kidnapping, or assassination. With the exile of Zeus and Hera from Orario after their familia's accident in the dungeon, the power vacuum must be filled. Her familia was the strongest in Orario now, but she cannot risk Loki get an upper hand on this. People of Orario would see her in a different light, no longer an untouchable goddess to be adored and love, a view she cannot afford to lose. What about her familia, her children, all of them believe that she favors them all equally. That might be true before her little Balthazar came to be, but now, she could not even bring herself to be capable of that. She is a goddess of love, and she loves herself above all else. Second to that, it's her flesh and blood, her son, her little Balthazar. All the rest be damn.

"It seems that things will get more and more complicated," She thought loudly "What should I do?"

For nine months, Mia didn't leave her side. If it not because of her captain, she might have returned to heaven a long time ago. Even though she hates to do this, to ask for another person opinion, especially those that are under her banner, the risk that her son pose was too great to be ignored. "Mia, what do you think?" she turned around to confront Mia, who is wearing a nurse outfit. An interesting sight to behold. "How can I untangle this problem, without harming my son?"

With a shock, Mia replied "Goddess, what is now the most concern is your standing. Many gods ask for your attendance, I don't think you can hide in this tower much longer." With a glare from Freya, Mia stopped.

"Hiding?"

The temperature of the room dropped as if the entire world is freezing. Suddenly, everything changes when a cry was heard, a cry coming from a boy in the goddess arm.

"Oh no no no no, don't cry, please don't cry, mama is with you~"

Freya panicked, having absolutely no idea how to deal with her son crying. To make the matter worse, nothing she tried worked. Mia rushed in and took over, doing whatever the mother does to calm the baby down.

"He seems hungry" Mia suggested, "I think…"

"I know" Freya stopped her captain in her track before start breast-feeding her son. With that little ruckus over, Mia continued "He cannot be seen with your goddess, I don't want to say this, but maybe you need to send him away."

Slap!

It all happened so suddenly. Freya doesn't know what came over her, her hands seemed to be moving on her own. Not that she didn't want to that but normally she had a better self-control than this.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me.", she continued "But I will not let anyone take him away. My son is the greatest gift any goddess could ever have. I will be damned before I let that happen".

"We could leave him to the person you can trust for a time goddess. When the boy grows up and can protect himself, you can have him return to your side" Mia argued, "You can keep a tap on him and protect him from the shadow"

The plan Mia suggested was plausible, but Freya didn't like it one bit. It was hard for her to give up what she had longed desired for, but when she thought about her son's future, as well as her own, she gave in.

"And who do you think should have the honor of taking care of my son, Mia?" She tried to have the last chance to shot down her captain idea.

"I suggest the two old geezers that retired from our familia a few years ago" Mia replied

Kurt Helborg and Ludwig Schwarzhelm

- Chapter 1 End -