In the pitch black, silent room with two soft bodies, warm like heaters, wrapping themselves around my legs and arms while my eyes were wide open, unable to sleep with the intense scents circulating the room where I had fornicated with my Sister and Mother only a short while before...
Shadows stir in the darkness as the figure of Ayr and Elena appear as my heart desires it.
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I was lonely in the darkness, feeling bored... emptiness, or rather...
Stagnation.
Since the fight with the demon turtle, the dungeons had stopped surfacing in the world and most were closed down, except the greedy countries who kept one open for the resources they granted...
Minerals, oils, all sorts of metals and gems, and they only needed to send in mutated freaks to gain that valuable money for free.
"Master?"
"You called for me, Honey?" Elena had grown the most, her eyes filled with affection and worry the moment she heard the feelings in my call to them...
I realised that maybe in the future, taking care might be prudent when calling them.
Neither of the lovely women at my sides seemed to stir before Ayr's shadowy hands grasped them gently, and Elena's tail wrapped around me, sliding me off the bed so as not to awaken the two sleeping angels.
"Thanks..." My words were like air barely leaving my lips as I grasped the air forming a suit identical to the suits they all bought me but using Yoma and Anima to form the black suit and white shirt and fixtures.
I learned how to do this out of boredom and stagnation to change its form at any moment.
With clothes and armour not giving any benefits compared to my natural skin, I chose those feelings which were easy to move in and look cool.
Of course not my sense of cool...
"Master, you look so sleek..."
"Ah... the windswept hair and this suit, honey... are we going to have fun tonight!?"
My lips curled into a smile at these two women who never complained and only made me feel great; even when they came with troubles, I was happy to solve them...
Ever so happy.
"I..."
But tonight, those kinds of things felt wrong... I didn't want to go to the dungeon, to have sex, or to drink...
Inside my chest, after a short time, I felt hollow. It was like something was missing from my life, and even when surrounded by wonderful women who did so much to fill that void in my heart, they just couldn't...
"Let's get out of here for now, then decide later," I responded my feelings all too clear for my lovely two followers.
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Ayr finally stopped howling, causing Elena to look at her with a pout; her body shivered before the black-furred werewolf looked at us tenderly, her hands and fingers stretching, causing soft pops as she lunged into the air and hugged us both tightly, always after howling at the moon this girl became gentle, loving and cuddly.
It was nothing sexual, but more affectionate as we were the sole two people she truly let her guard down with, "This queen offered you her body, yet you still don't indulge; how far do you value her? Hehe."
Her wolfish laughter caused my lips to curl upwards as Elena's head turned, trying to see, "Ah... Master is smiling!"
The pair suddenly attacked me, causing us to fall through the open roof doorway into a large penthouse that was Ayr's home and our love nest, where we would come together often to mate during the full moon, which was why they bought it.
"Don't get any strange ideas; I just remembered a few movies Kana had told me about."
"Hehe~ Master is embarrassed!" Ayr smirked as we danced under the moonlight, blissfully unaware that the peaceful days I had complained about as stagnation... Were soon to end forever.
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In some distant void, the shadow of a woman with glowing red eyes, sharp golden horns and long, flowing purple hair that floated across the void looked tenderly at three screens... her lips curled as her delicate hands, soft and supple like maiden's, gently brushed her fingers across the figures in the first and last screen.
However, the other middle figure, covered in black, is the strongest and greatest being of her creation yet... the strongest life she made alone, the first successful creation with an independent and unique mind in over a billion universes.
Haruka... her lips curled to think that she even failed to notice his growth, unlike those two, whose minds were focused on their mate, which had evolved beyond their control in many ways, causing Haruka's lip to raise into a smile before she bit her finger, letting the golden blood trickle across her lips.
This child's mind is her greatest achievement... his emotions were unique, his thoughts a puzzle she couldn't understand, and he grew without her interference, and for over a billion universes... Haruka had destroyed billions, yet she had failed once...
"Iranos..." Her sweet voice echoed across the void... causing three small creatures shaped like women with black bodies like darkness in space, red eyes, silver wings and long flowing black hair that also spread through the void to kneel at her feet.
"Dearest Mother?"
"Send a message to all my lovely warriors, and they will join us; it is time to meet Iranos."
"He is there, waiting to meet you all."
"Mother... we still don't know the source of this universe's power, nor do we know the limits or the strength of the world's heroes... we may survive, but can we win?" One of the black angelic creatures asked tenderly before receiving a gentle smile from their mother.
"Iranos may win alone, and I hope so... but I want him to fight, learn and experience something."
Her voice echoed across the void gently... causing a black light to form as her lips curled in amusement, watching the shadow of her beloved creation mate with his companions on the first screen and then to the beautiful blue planet floating in the vast void covered in his golden radiance.
"To experience what mother?"
"I want him to experience defeat... Then we can finally be together... fufu....." The one they called Mother giggled to herself.
This was the true body of Haruka... the largest shard of ice from the ones he had met... Her current distance was far enough to be a dream for anyone in his world to think of meeting...
But for her, it was a year at most.