The dragon's harem

Sylph smiled, "I guess she told you already, didn’t she?" She pointed at Plum and then glanced at Arad, "The reason for calling you all here is twofold, three if you count another matter."

She looked at Elis and then sighed, "As Plum told you, I’m reaching the end of my time as a goddess. If I keep holding this place for a few more centuries, I would turn into a plant statue just like Core, the one you met right before getting here."

"What?" Cerilla gasped with a pale face, and everyone froze, except Arad and Plum, who already knew.

"So I was right." Plum sighed, "You are a goddess, but not a natural one. You’re the goddess of the elves, granted power by Yggdrasil. So the World Tree is the real divine being and deity, you’re just a vessel for its power, like Aella is a vessel for Zephyr’s power."

Sylph nodded, "Well, elves usually only live for six to nine hundred years, with some reaching a thousand, but that’s rare. "Me, I lived for over five thousand years, and I’ll be kicking the six thousand mark soon. My body is already immortal, so I’ll live for the rest of time." She looked out at the massive branch of the World Tree in the distance. "But if I keep using the World Tree power, you know how I’ll end up."

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She looked at Cerilla, "That’s why I want to give her the mantle. She is already a vessel for my power as a warlock, but now she’ll become a demi-goddess. And after a few decades or even a century, when her body is saturated with divine energy, she’ll become the goddess of the elves, and I’ll retire."

Sylph leaned back, "After a few thousand years, she’ll have to find a vessel, make them into a demi-god, then surrender the power so she won’t become a statue. Of course, just like me, she’ll live for the rest of time as an immortal being." Sylph looked at Arad, "Unless someone killed me in the meantime, I should be there to help her."

Arad turned toward Elis, "And you?"

Elis looked back at him with a confused face, "What? Me? No. Yggdrasil is the deity of all elves. The elvish goddess is her vessel that rules over all of the elves, since Yggdrasil would rather spend her time keeping the universe stable than answering prayers about some random guy wanting to woe a random lady." She pointed at Sylph, "This lady here is the goddess of all elves, dark elves and wood elves included, she is my goddess as well, even though I’m a goddess. We dark elf goddesses aren’t created in the same way; we ascend through martial arts and dances."

She looked at Jasmine, "Take your sword and dance beneath the silver moon, mow hordes of abominations or monsters on your own, fight until your flesh disintegrates and your bones crumble into dust, but even then, your ashes must keep slashing and reaping lives. The way of the first goddess. That is the only proper way for a dark elf to become a god."