Ever since the dawn of time, the gods had rolled the dice. It was of course to them, their favorite game. To watch and see how the people and monsters of this world interact and fight against each other. It was no surprise that the more violent actions garnered most of their attention. Anything 'awesome' was godly to most, although some were frustrated with how their attempts at building civilization kept hitting stumbles along the way.

During all of this time, one could easily find an array of adventurers. People who risked their lives to fight and live in this dangerous world. They were the biggest points of attention, the gods would think. They would be the ones who went on awesome adventures and sometimes died on them. Again, it was a game to them. Although some would show pity to their favorites.

Yet there was one adventurer that never let them throw the dice for him. It was aggravating. He seemed to deny them part of the fun. He would wreck matches and events just by being there. Some of the gods even plotted to destroy him, while some thought of him as a humorous addition. Not everything should be in their hands after all. That would be too boring, they would think. Besides, he would die one day and be out of their hair.

This adventurer did not parish however. He survived and along the way garnered a number of other people under his banner. The gods at first thought that was a good thing. They could not roll for him, but they could for the others. Yet he seemed to muddy those attempts. Not entirely thwart, but people who stayed with them seemed to have 'get out of god' event cards or something. The only one with any success of interaction was Earth Mother but she had come to care for one of his party members like her own daughter. So much so that when one of the gods wanted to roll to poison her, Earth Mother had slapped him unconscious. The game had to be stopped for a couple of hours to get the other god awake and to let her cool down.

A fluke of an event as the gods made sure not to attack each other. It would ruin the game and if they hated each other too greatly, they could very well end up destroying the world in their rage. Yet it seemed that this adventurer had influenced them slightly in his time of life. They had come to expect the unexpected. So they went about the game in a new light with him and calmed down. Besides, he would die one day and be out of their hair.

Then he had kids. Not just one kid. Several with several partners and all of them had potential to screw up their game.

Quite a few of them had let out angered growls and sighs at that. Earth Mother had secretly just sent little blankies for the babies when they weren't looking. One or two gods were worried she'd break a rule and go down there to cuddle a baby, but those worries were unfounded. She'd never do that.

When they were looking~

What? Gods take snack breaks now and again. Perfect opportunity.

So the gods had to wait and see what would happen with these new children. Would they play the game straight or would they make them tip the board over in pure anger. Only time could tell.

Goblin Slayer wasn't ready for this. No matter how much he planned ahead. No matter what formula he came up in his head to win, he couldn't think for a second he was ready for what was happening. All of his life, ever since the incident that took his sister away from him, he had thought of nothing but revenge. To kill and destroy everything that was goblin. He would make them pay. He would wipe them out. Even if it was a futile effort and he would die, he would go along with this vision. It was all he had.

Then, things started to change. He found his long lost friend, Cow Girl. Someone who cooked for him and took care of him when he got back from missions. Cleaning his wounds, talking with him, just a series of small things. He… He didn't know what he'd do if he hadn't met her again.

Then Priestess came along and then everyone else. Some of them, like Guild Girl and Arc Mage, he had known before that event. Yet they had not 'clicked' before she came. Priestess made him feel… new. Like he was actually achieving something good. That he was protecting the people around him and not just killing for the sake of killing. He cared for her. He cared for all of them.

He was however, surprised by the reactions the girls had sprung upon him. He was not oblivious. At least, he could see some of the signs. It's just, he did not think he was worthy of anyone's affections. He didn't deserve it. He was going to die and that would break their hearts. He didn't want to hurt anyone with his death so he kept his distance. It would seem fate had other plans. He was just thankful they weren't god related plans. He wasn't sure he could deal with them interfering with his life. He had done his best to live outside of their control. He was on a mission to kill goblins. Gods came second.

Yet, it would seem they might come third. While goblins were important to kill, could he put that desire over his friends and loved ones? It was something that had plagued him for some time. A little voice that was growing louder and louder. Maybe he could. Maybe he couldn't. He'd just have to wait and see.

"Oh Goblin Slayer~" Arc Mage popped herself out of the room. The voluptuous blond, speckled woman smiled down at him. He idly noted how a good portion of his women were blond. Perhaps that was a coincidence or blond women liked his type. Her belly was only now starting to extend as a child grew within her. "Anxious are we?"

Goblin Slayer nodded. He was still wearing his armor, but his helmet had been left to the side. "Yes."

"Well of course you would be," Arc Mage chuckled. "It's your first child. Any man would be nervous. Although, I'd call you the bravest man I know for going through this at least seven times." She idly patted her belly, "Or maybe one of the most fertile ones~"

Goblin Slayer didn't let her comment get to him. He was used to her teasing, "Is Cow Girl alright?"

Arc Mage nodded, "Yes, actually the baby is already here. Thankfully, Priestess and Sword Maiden were able to make it as painless as possible. It's why you didn't hear anything. I helped as well with a few potions. Still, it was a delight to see them in action."

Goblin Slayer stood up, "I want to see them."

"It's a she," Arc Mage smirked as she moved for him to follow. "A little girl that will look up to her strong daddy. Be a good sport about it, okay?"

As he entered the room, Goblin Slayer looked around at his wives. Priestess, Sword Maiden, Hero, High Elf Archer, and Guild Girl were all around Cow Girl's bedside. Arc Mage moved with them and just like her, the lot of them had bumps in their bellies. Goblin Slayer was also thankful to see Lizard Priest and Dwarf Shaman there as well to help things out.

Cow Girl lay on the bed, worn out but never looking less beautiful in his eyes. She looked at him, tired but happy beyond belief. Tears fell down her cheeks as she held the white bundle in her arms. She sniffed, "She's here."

Goblin Slayer moved over to her side quickly. He looked her over and was happy to see her well. He had heard too many stories of women dying in childbirth. He was thankful that it didn't happen here, "I'm here."

Cow Girl chuckled, "Good, so… So will you hold our daughter?"

Goblin Slayer hesitantly looked down at her. The little baby was just so small and fragile looking. He was afraid that he'd break her. He slowly made to grab her, unsure of how to do it.

"Beardcutter, just pick up your baby already." Dwarf Shaman grunted.

"Shut up, Dwarf." High Elf Archer snapped. "He can pick her up when he feels like it."

"Well he ought to do it quicker," Dwarf Shaman said. "I waited long hours to see this man be a father so I don't want him to chicken out now."

Goblin Slayer gulped and picked her up in his arms. He was careful as to not crush her or anything. He wanted her to be safe. As he looked at her, she opened her eyes. They were just like his. Blood red. One would think they were scary, but not him. He instantly vowed to protect this girl. He would do anything to make her smile as she started to smile at that moment. Yes, he would kill goblins. He would do anything to keep her alive and well. His big sister would have wanted him to do that. This was a new beginning for him.

Whelp, my first foray into the Goblin Slayer universe. Hopefully I can pull this off. Now as for who I am, I am a huge fan of Goblin Slayer. Loved the series and I'm currently going through the manga and other material since I have fallen for this franchise. So I'll be doing my best to work with it and this probably won't be my only GS project. At least for now however.

Now as for how I'll handle the world, my knowledge of DnD is quite limited so I will probably play a bit with how it works. Although I will try to keep to things that the anime explicitly says, like a certain number of spells a day and whatnot.

Lastly, as for the earlier comments with the gods, I like to think of it in older mythologies, like Greek or Norse, where the gods could walk among humans but in weaker forms. (Which is why Thanatos, the god of death, was knocked out by a normal human.)

I hope you enjoyed this story and I can't wait to read your feedback. Until next time, take care.