“U-uhm… hello Mister and Misses Minuit! Pleased to be of service! Thank you for lending me your daughter in my adventures!”

Seeing the polite human with his elegant bow and show of respect, and their daughter next to them smiling with the most earnest expression they’ve seen, the two adults properly stood up and returned the bow and respect to the human General.

“Lord Jackson, pleased to meet you. I am Sir Nigel Minuit, father of Alana, and this dashingly and eternally pretty lady next to me is my wife and mother of Alana, Lady Angelica Minuit. She has told me much about your exploits as a human and your capturing of a Dragon God. I have much thanks to you, as your arrival to our family has helped the long stagnant reputation of my family to great heights once again.”

“Of course! Thank you too for letting her be with me! I’ve had lots of fun with Alana and I can’t say enough that she’s been very helpful and a great thinker who has been restricting us more… destructive tendencies!”

“I see.” Alana’s mother then started patting her head in front of the others. The Countess was unable to resist her mothers hand as she lowered her head to get patted more. “And this woman… is she truly?”

Queen Elizabeth makes a deep sigh as she puts her hands on her hips. With a swift turn, she reveals herself. The olden ancient queen of the Kingdom, gallantly bright and radiant as the eternal land, in her prime and oozing with beauty and power. Alana’s parents instinctively bowed their heads at her presence.

“Oh! I forgot!”

She then materializes her Crown and red gown meant for more royal affairs. “Now, how may I be of service to you?” Alana’s mother puts up her fan on her face, covering her wide open mouth, shocked at the sight of their ancient founder.

“H-holy Queen! It is a true privilege to meet you!”

“Please, just call me Elizabeth. My Clement Lord is far too meticulous when describing me.”

“Goodness Heavens, how can we not call you Queen? If it weren’t for you, we Vampires would’ve never found a place to call home. We owe you our eternity.”

The father then steps in, giddy to meet their ancient founder.

“QUEEN ELIZABETH! OH MY! OH MY! How it is a great opportunity to meet you… to think only a handful of vampires remain alive that had personally met you. This is such a blessing from the heavens! ALANA! COME BOW TO OUR ANCIENT QUEEN!”

“It’s not really… necessary…”

The entire family bowed elegantly. With Nigel and Angelica grabbing Alana by the arms and positioning her in the middle as the two bowed and kneeled before their long retired Queen.

“Please oh ancient and beloved Queen of our Kingdom, please forgive us for betraying you. The Minuit swore its allegiance to you, but it was for the sake of our survival. Please forgive us!”

“It’s really not necessary. I’m way over it.”

“R-Really, Your majesty the Queen?!”

The Father’s eyes light up. His smile, the widest it's ever been and his expression full of hope and happiness. The wife on the other hand couldn’t have breathed a larger sigh of relief as Alana just continually bowed, trying her best not to laugh.

“Yes, I’ve long moved over that. I’m merely a pretty blonde woman with a man. Adventuring around this world that I’ve long been missing.”

“T-th-then that’s great! May I ask what made you forget, your majesty the Queen? My father has long told me about your exploits… and how you’d never forget a betrayal.”

“Uhm… I do not know. Being with a human, I just saw how My Lord would forgive those who had wronged him and move on. I guess I learned from the humans' short time, it's better to not waste time longing for an answer. It’s better to move on and find yourself in a better situation.”

The Queen smiles and the overwhelming aura of her positivity coupled with her still unrivaled beauty defeated the two parents. Blowing them away with the two Vampires putting their hands up there eyes to block the shining smile of their first Queen.

“O-oh my goodness! Such a smile! Oh ancient Queen! What have you done with this human to smile like this?!”

“Hmmm… what have I done… We’ve been through so much and so many. I’ve met new people, saw new cultures. Felt things I’ve never felt before and walked into a foreign life that we may never see ever again. Oh! He also taught me many good lessons in life, and why it's important to keep walking. To see him stumble in his human body, to get hammered, hurt, and damaged but walk on. I saw first hand that for someone like me. I mustn’t let my failures cloud my judgment. I also would like to apologize for what I’ve turned this Kingdom to.”

“Please, we should be the ones to apologize! To betray you like that! To undo the contract behind your back! Forgive us your majesty the Queen!''

“I understand why you did it. I was onboard a sinking ship as the foreign visitors of our world say. You merely jumped ship and save yourselves from utter destruction. Out of what used to be hundreds of Houses. Now, only a handful survive and have eaten up all of the families.”

“Y-Yes. Unfortunately, it's gotten far too hard now for a noble family to rise above the current Houses and establish their own. D-do you have a plan for that, your majesty the Queen?”

“Me? No, I wish to spend my time alongside his mortal till he passes or returns home.”

Elizabeth drags the busy Paul who was trying to avoid getting caught up into the conversation by the shoulder. She then puts both of her hands on it, and smiles behind him. “I owe it all to him. I’ve never met such a great man in my life who also taught me so much and gave me much needed hope and faith in myself. If it weren’t from our fabled meeting, I would’ve never returned back to my normal self.” The Queen then smiles once again while massaging the shoulders of the General who was trying to avoid making eye contact with the two extremely impressed parents. Shocked to hear about the exploits of the human man that stood before them.

Sir Nigel held the hands of the man with a pleading look, nearly in tears.

“Lord Paul! Tell me!”

“Y-yes sir Minuit!”

“Have you ever thought of marrying my daughter!?”

“U-uhm… what?”

“TELL ME!”

“U-U-U… N-no… since I’ll be heading home in a few months… if the United Nations plan works.”

“THEN! Prepare a Potent Love Potion for his seed immediately! Your heroic genes must be carried through! Such humans don’t come to pass for thousands of years, such an opportunity mustn’t be laid to waste! The Minuit shall once again rise to the top! The offspring of the two of you shall change this Kingdom for all of its history!”

“FATHER! PLEASE!”

“What? Alana, I didn’t give birth to a impotent woman now did I?! I have no time, a mere few months is not enough. Knowing the incompatibility, the amount of times it must be done cannot be finished within a mere few months. Nay, we must do something with it immediately!”

“N-No. It’s not like that father. It’s just… there’s a process to these types of things. Like first, we have to turn M’Lord to a Vampire now don’t we? Make it easier, yes? And he wouldn’t allow such a thing. He loves his humanity.”

“Lord Jackson… is this true? You’d rather not forsake your mortality? To become immune to all types of weapons and no longer be afraid of dying from such a simple thing?”

“Y-yes. I don’t want to become a vampire since I kinda can’t see myself living that life. I still don’t know how Elizabeth managed to discard her humanity so fast but I don’t think I’ll be able to do that.”

“Hmmmm…”

Elizabeth then lowers her fan to the table. “I believe it is better for us to leave this thing between Alana and My Lord…” she then sits down elegantly. Looking at Bahamut who has been busy stuffing her mouth with the muffins and coffee meant for the parents and leaders of the Minuit House. “Human love is such a strange thing, I think it is better to let it flow if you’d excuse my suggestions. I have no qualms with him in bed though, so I can assure you your daughter will be left happy.”

“Goodness, your majesty the Queen, you slept with a human man?!”

“What? He earned it. Bahamut, don’t you wanna sleep with him too?”

Bahamut spits her coffee, she turns her head at the Queen with drool coming from her opened mouth. Unable to process what she just said in the open.

“What? It’s a fact that we’re his slaves and so far, he hasn't slept with anyone except me, and that’s only because… I can’t control myself…”

“B-but… Lord Jackson, how did you survive?!”

“I just do it really, though I’d need a day or two of resting or just doing lightwork since everything from the waist down would hurt afterward.”

“A-Amazing, such vigor. Most humans can’t even last an hour with a normal female vampire. Incredible.”

“Well, I’ve heard a lot of horror stories about inter-species breeding. It gets worse when the species in mind is far more superior but I haven’t really had that problem. It’s been fun actually. Very fun. Though of course, it does come to my mind to maybe not just do it because of the aftermath which basically disables me. I also think it has to do something with my Level, I was Two Hundred which was the max. Bahamut, what was a Level Two Hundred player again?”

“A Demigod or a near Demigod. Only humans of your type can conjure True Magic without dying, Master.”

“Yeah that, so that might be why I’ve been able to survive… so far. A-and-and the Queen has been very soft with me. Not pushing anything or testing my stamina. She’s actually been super helpful in teaching me and showing me the ways. I don’t know if I can apply the same to humans but it works.”

Embarrassed a bit to hear her Lord say such things earnestly, the Queen picks up her fan once again and puts it up her mouth, completely covering her well shaped jawline. Sir Nigel then drags the General out of his seat and into the corner of the garden balcony.

“Tell me Lord Jackson, are you truly a human?”

“Yes. Definitely.”

“Hmmmm… this is such a rare thing to happen. Only a few humans in history had garnered such attention and achievements in a short span of time. And all of it before a great catastrophe.”

“Excuse me Sir Minuit, but what do you mean by that?”

“Though it's still rumors, we’ve already been preparing for years ever since the first word came out that the Demon Hordes of Hell will once again rise from the depths of the soil and return to bring death and destruction to this world.”

“I am not sure… as none of us know how the Holy See knows. Does the Twelve-”

“No. The Twelve Gods religion also allows the worship of those Gods. They wouldn’t dare get in the middle of what they call a Natural Process.”

“U-Uh huh… well I’m not really a Scientist or sorts. But I do know that we won’t be here for long and we have units already stationed on the border of Vitas. So far, they haven’t sent their actual army against us. Scary bunch, I was actually a bit shocked to find out Demon Generals are humans.”

“Wait wait wait-”

The two seem to have a heart to heart talk with the high ranking officer constantly nodding and putting his hand at the back of his head while making embarrassed expressions. While Angelica continued to entertain their retired and defeated Queen. Having a good tea time with her while Alana and Bahamut constantly snagged stares at the two men having such a man to man time.

“Yes. I was teleported there from this ancient Labyrinth. I don't know why it's near the location of where their Goddess died but there’s that.”

“Because that’s where all of the Labyrinths are connected! The Kingdom of Vitas calls it the Gate of Paradise, the legendary walkway to their promised eternal life in the Heavens after bringing balance to the world. I cannot believe this, and you lived to tell the tale. Believe me Lord Jackson, those are no longer human. Far from that, you could consider those Generals as Demon Primarchs under the skin of a puny human. Beware the next time you encounter them.”

“You are really knowledgeable about your neighbors. So does this mean that if I was to go to a Labyrinth in Geraldia, and if it has a teleporter. It’d take me to Vitas directly?”

“It depends. If it's like those the ones you mentioned with the huge corridors meant for assembling armies. Many have tried to seal them but the teleporter would activate and summon creatures from the Underworld. Not even Vampires can stop them. I’m surprised that has not yet happened amongst you Outworlders.”

“I see. Well, we don’t really belong to this world so the UN doesn’t want to destroy anything that might be considered ancient and of cultural value.” The General had his notepad out and was actively writing down pointers and bits of information given to him. “I’ll definitely put this into the next report. Thank you, do you by any chance know what Gurranq means?”

“Gurranq? It’s an old Elvish slur for humans.”

“Really? How come my translation skill doesn’t… what?”

“Translation skill? What?”

The two just stood. The elegantly dressed Vampire man who has the perfect face of a made man and the hardened General in his intimidating attire. Seeing the awkward vibe, Paul gathers himself and swallows his saliva.

“B-But slur?”

“Yeessss…. It means soft body or something. It’s from the onced unified language of the Elves till the Dark Elves tarnished it and now it's just used for slurs and derogatory words.”

“It’s just like the Demon Language. I cannot pick it up for some reason. Does it have any origins?”

“Hm, it's not like the origins of our language Romanz which is a mixture of Dragonian and Malawuk. It is said to be the language of the Gods, like Dakian whose meaning we actually do not know.”

“W-Woah… I see… Well, I’ll be sure to also note this down.”

“But boy… aren’t you going to go and stay here? Be with my daughter?”

“U-U-U-UHM….” he instinctively puts his hand behind his head and starts to scratch it. “I don’t really know… like I do feel it myself but I have a lot of unfinished business back on Earth.”

“Earth? Is that what you call your planet?”

“Yes sir and I still have to do a lot there still, I have a business that I am running and so many people are dependent on me. I cannot just leave them.”

“Ah, you're a businessman also?”

“Yes sir. I am in the business of transportation. I’ve…” he started fiddling with his thumbs, his eyes wandering. “From the ground up, with blood, sweat and lots of tears. But it was worth it, the way was long and a bit of war in the middle but in the end, it all came together.”

“I see, no wonder my daughter has picked you out of everyone…”

“Sir?”

“What… was she like when you first met her?”

Elizabeth placed her head on her hand as Alana talked business with her Mother while eating more muffins. The Maid was already tired from the amount of times she had to go back and forth. The blonde woman just stared at the two, her eyes intently fixed into them.

“She was nice… Well it was actually super scary. I’ve never met a real Vampire in my entire life. So meeting her was an experience that’s for sure. I still do not get why my luck is so bad. Maybe Bahamut is correct and I just attract problems left and right.” His eyes blank and his face expressionless as he breathed a sigh.

“Pfft… good to know my daughter can still bring fear into the hearts of mortals just as any Vampire would. Then, where did she go wrong with her fighting? She’s already battled many foes before you. I do not get how she’d fall before you before everyone. A purebred Vampire falling before a human, what is this? The old mythical stories of olden times?”

“She kinda one shotted me actually. But she wasn’t aware of what a revolver was and I managed to shoot her with my rare bullet before I passed out from blood loss. I don’t even know how many bullets I have left, the Queen tanked so many of them like they were nothing.” The man trembles. “Her golden eyes were fixated on me so much I could never forget that purple hue… she just kept coming at the three of us without care on top of the train.”

“Amazing, truly amazing. But it's such a shame you won’t give your seed to my family. To have a strong offspring could change so much. I do wonder what your parents are and who they were.”

“They are normal people actually… I lived a pretty normal life. A bit lonely but it is what it is. The modern world has no time for someone like me.”

“So you were lonely too huh?” He then looks at his daughter and back to the human. “I see, I truly see it now… hm. Thank you for being so good to her.” The Father had a solemn look to his face, as if he was on the verge of crying. “She never did manage to find someone to level with her. I just couldn’t imagine being a human of all things.”

“Hm. I actually thought she’d have people with her but it's just her Knights when we first met. No other Vampire Nobles, which probably was why I managed to pull a fast one on her. If she had allies that were as powerful or nearly her strength, I wouldn’t have won that fight. My men and skeletons would’ve also been turned into bone powder.”

“Yes, I also did notice that in her expeditions. She never took anyone with her and filled her life with paperwork and running the business. Hence why I am still adamant on giving her full control, she must first live, truly.”

“Yeah… I kinda feel that. This is also kinda a first for me. I’ve never had a deep connection with women in my entire life. So being with her was something I will remember till my deathbed.”

The father then smiles, staring at him as he puts his hand out. “Keep her company will you, boy?”

“Of course sir. As long as she’s willing to be on my side.”

“Hahahahah, oh she will.” The two started shaking their hands and Alana once again breathed a sigh of relief and out of nowhere. Sir Nigel hugged the General tightly. “This is the first time I’ve seen my beloved daughter have such eyes on someone. Please, do not break her heart.” The two then went back and shook each other's hands with tight and intense grips of two men that had found a middle ground to their demands. The father of Alana then walks back to them, clapping his hand once. “Honey, I think it is time for us to go back home.”

“Eh?! But my love, I was only catching up with our daughter. This is also your opportunity to talk to a Dragon.”

“No worries, I shall convene with Goddess Bahamut at a later time. For now, let us depart and leave our daughter be.” Nigel blinked at his wife and like telepathy, Angelica stood up and the two in unison elegantly bowed to the Queen. “Forgive us your majesty the Queen, but we must depart now. My wife and I have a lot to do. Goddess, I shall have multiple Churches built for you. Please continue to look after my daughter with your divinity.” The parents left satisfied and Bahamut drank her tea. “But they didn’t ask me about the requirements though…” and with a big smile accompanying them as they rode back to their Domain.

Like a balloon that’s run out of air. The General completely deflates like he was made out of rubber and dragged his foot up to the inside of the balcony.

“Welp. Imma take a bath. That was completely soul draining. Elizabeth, we’ll continue training tonight I guess.”

“Hm. No worries My Lord.” Paul then heads off and talks to one of the maids and has the bath prepared for him, on the second floor of the Manor. “Well. Now that he is gone and tired, I shall instead put my time in teaching you Countess and Bahamut about Human Anatomy. Before we try to get intimate with our Lord, let us first become versed with how their fragile bodies work shall we?”

“Ehhhhh… I wanna go with Master and bathe with him.”

“No Bahamut. Our Lord is already mentally tired, let us leave him be.”

“And Bloodsucker, are you sure won’t be just teaching us about how to slice up humans in the most painful way?”

“Oy, I might be brutal with my style but that’s only because they deserve it for laying their hands on me. Now, I shall go and get the book. Countess, you can already read English, yes?”

“Yes, your majesty.”

“Then, this shall be a quick lesson. If you manage to impress me, then why won’t we relieve Our Lord of his stress afterward.”

“Booooo…” Bahamut wraps her arms on her head as she faces the expensive marble table. Resting her head and chest on it. As Elizabeth leaves to take the modern book on Human Anatomy, the Dragon sees the opportunity and slips away. With Alana also too tired to stop her from the busy day it has been.

The man lies down in a hot pool with a towel over his forehead. Completely naked and enjoying the relaxation. The toned and well built body of the Knight melted completely on the water, resting everything. His face looked as if he ran a marathon back to back in a span of a few hours. Little to his knowledge was Bahamut in her dragon form, sneakily slithering its way to the water.

Though he heard a splash, the man was far too removed and enjoyed peace and quiet. “Ahhhh… if only this can last forever-” POOF! Bahamut, fully naked, appears right between his legs. Making the General jump in shock.

“WOAH THE FUCK!?”

“Master! Pat my head as you usually do when I am bathing!”

“HUH?! I-I can’t possibly do that!”

“Grrrrr… c’mon! I just wanted to relax on my own also!”

Powerless from Bahamut’s innocent charm and grip strength as she held his ankle, he is pulled back into the hot pool and starts patting her head as she lays her back on his chest.

“Geez, did the vampires teach you this?”

“Hm? No Master. This is how we usually do it right?”

“I mean yea… but geez. You shouldn’t just waltz into rooms like that and lower yourself a bit. You're way too tall.

“I’m a few centimeters taller than Elizabeth but overall, we should be the same height.”

“Oh what, really? I actually thought you were taller than her… and exactly how long do you plan on sitting between my legs? You know my… Excalibur is currently up and alive right?”

“Shush and keep patting me. Hm hm hm.”

The General still couldn’t believe how spotless and smooth her skin was as he looked at her curvy back, though it was pale and the sides of her ribs could be seen when she stretched her hands and the sides of her breast poked out from the front. The woman was unbelievably perfect and the man’s eyes couldn’t look away from the fact that he could see one third of her breasts from behind.

He then clenches his right hand, holding it in as Bahamut seemingly gets closer and closer to him. Rubbing her back on his chest as she continued to hum in peace. He musters every living fiber of his body and soul to look away as he continues to stroke her head. But this resistance didn’t last long when the large door to the bathroom opened with the naked Queen and Countess. “HEY MY LORD!” At that point, the General knew he was dead. “AAAAHHHHHHH! NNNOOOOOO!”

Was the last of his words as he tried to get out, the Dragon Goddess didn’t let his hand away and wanted more pats, thus trapping him in between two immovable objects. In the next few hours, the man was drained of all his fluids. Though his shaped body remained looking strong and manly, his face on the other hand was completely dead. As if what was left was only a husk of a man without a soul inside. Surrounding him were the three women, all soaked in fluids and sweat, looking down on the man floating like a log on the hot pool.

"Heavens, he didn't last long. That was disappointing, your majesty, was he always this weak? Or did I not follow your instructions correctly? Can I do him more?"

"Strange, our Lord usually survives a few hours with me. I thought with the three of us together, he’d at least last half of it. Like three or so hours. Well, let us clean up and deliver our Lord to his room."

She exits out with the two other women who seemed slow. “Watch your steps, goodness. Water is everywhere.” Reaching the area with faucets and buckets, she looks behind them and her face goes dim at the sight.

Bahamut and Alana, both of them flushed and blushed beyond belief. The blonde woman instantly knew that these two weren’t satisfied at all with how fast it was and as the Dragon lady took one step forward, she turned and blocked her path. “Control yourself Bahamut. Know to control your lust. Hasn’t Our Lord taught you about this yet? The human body requires a lot of mental strength to control. Breath in and out.” The Dragon didn’t care, forcing the Queen to stop her as Alana snuck past the blonde woman. Only grabbed by the leg, inches before her hand could touch the water. The Queen then stands up at the edge of the hot pool, her hands on her hips.

“Okay! Both of you! I was going to teach you slowly and properly, but you instead let your lust get over you two! Calm thyselves and know that our Lord is merely a human!”

The two women looked like beautiful naked predators, wanting to pounce on their meal again and the Queen, the only thing blocking them from doing so. “Haaaaa… looks like I’ll have to satiate both your lusts. Do I even have the stamina for this? Oh may I be blessed.” She cracks her neck and knuckles. “Come! I shall give you pleasure beyond anyone’s expectations and bring you two to paradise!” Like a Samurai edged for a battle to the death, the Ancient Vampire Queen challenges the two head on.

Six long intimate and sensual hours later, the last one standing amongst the three women was the most pale of them all. Sweaty and blushing, the Dragon lady looks beside her with a defeated Alana and Elizabeth. Wiping her mouth from saliva and some other white fluid, the woman stands up to reach her Master who was still floating like a corpse on the water.

“Hah-hah-hah… finally, Master. We are alone. I shall enjoy your body…. Ahahahahaha…”

Reanimating like a zombie from its six foot grave, Elizabeth stands up behind her and grabs her once again. “As if I’d let you! I can’t believe you can still stand after all that!”

“Let go of me Bloodsucker! Your tongue and fingers are good! But it’s no match for the real thing!”

“Oy! How dare you! I’ve had more coitus than your years of living! My technique works on both men and women! Just give it up and let our Lord rest!”

“I only felt it once! I must feel it again!”

“There’s still more chances! Just use my body again if you want! Let our Lord rest!”

“Hah! You have a good body and pretty face Bloodsucker. I do admit that, but it's missing the one thing that man has! I shall not be stopped!”

Still shocked at the sight of the Goddess well and alive, Elizabeth musters what strength she has left and prepares to get intimate with Bahamut once again. “Look, just control yourself right now. I am also not satisfied, so I am instead doing this with you. Know that you aren’t the only one left hanging but this is the nature of intimacy with a human! Get with it!” this time it completely stops her. “Hmph. I guess with the three of us, it's far too much for Master. I felt like we did each other more than him."

“We totally did. Now, are you still unsatisfied?”

“Maybe a bit more. But what about the other one?”

The two look at Alana who was completely knocked out and defeated on the porcelain tiles of the bathroom floor. Soaked in sticky liquid and sweat.

“Hmmm… no. I think we should just leave her be.”

“Alright.” Bahamut sensually licks her lips. “Bring it on!”

After another multiple hours, the two plops to the tiles of the bathing room. Both of them panting heavily and sweating like they bathed in the desert sun.

“Haaaaa… you are good. I will say that.”

“Oh my goodness. I can only imagine doing it with a male dragon… this is too much even for me… hah-hah-hah…”

“Nonetheless, I am somewhat satisfied.”

“G-go-good. Now, let us collect these two…”

Bahamut stands up and checks her body, touching it and racing her long slender finger at the amount of saliva that has been mixed with her body sweat and the stickiness of her fingers. While the floor below the two had a small puddle from how much liquid was spent between the two.

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“Gi-give me a minute or two…”

The Queen was still panting heavily while the Dragon sat down. Her arms and legs tucked in as she smelled the odor of the room, completely unable to get anyone’s scent properly as it was all mixed into each other.

“Hm. This is actually fun, to be in this body.”

“I cannot believe… that this is my limit…”

“Heheheheh, I learn fast don’t I?”

“For an amateur... Yes. But you still have a long way to go.”

“Ehhhhh? You came so many times with my finger alone. What do you mean I have a long way to go?”

“Teasing… Bahamut. You mustn’t only focus on my genitals, also focus on my lips, breasts, hands and such.”

“I was holding your hand wasn’t I?”

“Still, you should’ve done more with your tongue and a bit more kissing and licking. You also lacked in the breast sucking department.”

“Eh, I want to feel Master’s body more. I’m already bored.”

“I also want to feel him more… haaaaaa… I just realized but with this, I can no longer have him to myself.”

“It was bound to happen. I’m actually surprised with how long you lasted Bloodsucker.”

The two majestic women look at the corpse of their Lord and Master. Floating in the hot water, dehydrated beyond belief and his eyes swirling as he is unable to even lift a singular muscle and just mumbled to himself random words which soon died down to them hearing from him was a tiring groan as his soul was also sucked and kissed to oblivion.

“But Master really knows how to handle my body.”

“Hm. He was giving you and Alana some extra care and attention, he knew the both of you were new to this. It must’ve been too much, with me also going down on him from time to time, and constantly switching places.”

“It felt… amazing. To be with Master like that, it's as if our souls were merged together. One to one. I want to feel it again, human bodies are truly something.”

“Yes but you must learn to control yourself, Bahamut. You also sucked him far too much.”

“What? When you complained that I kept hogging it to myself, I shared it with you all!”

“I know, but still. Do not do that too much okay? You can see how tired he was getting from it.”

“Haaaah… yes. I will remember.” Bahamut then stares at Elizabeth’s breasts and looks back at hers. “Tsk. It truly is softer.”

“Heheheheh- nice isn’t it?”

“Yeah yeah yeah. Hmph, it seems that I need to modify this body more later now that I’ve put it to the test.”

“Oy, no cheating.”

“Okay, okay. I won’t… grrr.”

Alana soon once again awakens, touching the navel of her stomach and seeing saliva and some other bodily fluids over it. She spreads her fingers with the sticky liquid on all of it and even in between.

“G-g-goodness… How long was I out?”

“Three to four hours give or take.”

“R-Really? Oh my…”

The woman who looks like she’s in her late teens stares at their Lord's defeated body and then to Bahamut who was sitting next to Elizabeth, both of them naked with the Queen unable to move a muscle. “I thought you were going to teach me your majesty about a man's body… not a womans.”

“I apologize Countess. I wasn’t planning for Bahamut to be here. I should’ve first scouted around the moment she left the garden but I was far too excited on the idea of giving our Lord another woman to play with.”

“Heh-heh-heh! The almighty Dragon Goddess strikes once again!” Bahamut puts up a valiant fist. “I was also the last woman standing out of all of you!”

“Not fair Bahamut, you are a Goddess remember. Both of us are merely Vampires.”

“Shush Purebred Elizabeth! I have defeated you in this art of sex! Bow before me! Even in bed, I am victorious! Bwahahahaha! I have conquered a new art of war! One where it's a battle of pleasure and touch! My first battle and my first victory!”

“Our Lord really has the patience of a Saint to put up with you sometimes. Countess, you had at least felt him and had fun right?"

"Of course, it was amazing, your majesty. So this is what it’s like, I feel like this opened something inside me… and beside from our Lord, the both of you pleasured me just as well. Thank you, I couldn’t imagine doing my daily tasks unsatisfied."

"This is one of the hard parts really, goodness. I might have overestimated our Lord's ability. I keep forgetting that he is human sometimes with the feats he has accomplished. How about you Bahamut? Were you satisfied enough to go with your day? I’m not really that well versed with the humanoid body of a Dragon and you are still extremely energetic, for even I am fatigued.”

Bahamut puts her hand underneath her exposed breasts and another on her chin. Thinking carefully as she touched her body.

"Well… I can see now why humans would let themselves become slaves of vampires or become the tools of Succubuses. I’m actually surprised for a woman, you knew how to touch me Elizabeth. Just what is your technique? I don't even know the techniques for this kind of things."

“Huhuhu, I can’t be called a Vampire Queen without studying the anatomy of all creatures! Though, this is actually the only time I did it with a female in this way. I only really copied what our Lord would do to me.”

“In terms of satisfaction, I was already pretty satisfied when my Master came in me. That’s just how we dragon's work. When we’re with compatible males, it doesn’t really take much to satisfy us, pleasure is just an addition. But I guess I’ll take it as a bonus as this human body is truly something! And Alana… you have potential. But if you're gonna exchange saliva with me, please don’t pinch my nose… I actually do not like that.”

"I won’t… maybe. You had one interesting face though, I don’t think I’ll be able to look at you the same way now Bahamut. Ahahahahah… haaa… And also, you two. Two long slender fingers are good and all, but if you're gonna do my rear. One finger only please. I'm looking at you Bahamut. But her majesty truly lives up to her reputation though."

"What? You were visibly enjoying it! And it's not like you didn't put your fingers in me!"

Before things get rowdy again, the Queen steps in front of the two. Breaking apart the tension.

"Ladies, ladies. In the future, let us warn our Lord first shall we? And if he gets knocked out again and we're left to ourselves, I'll teach you both more about pleasuring. Overall, I felt really good. This must’ve been a first for more than five hundred years for me to be tired after coitus. Alana just needs more experience and Bahamut was just sticking her tongue and finger in our privates but she knew where to go and create maximum pleasure. Overall, it was amazing but please be reminded we’re dealing with a human next time."

“Haaah… I knew Master's body was fragile. But for him to last so short though…”

“Bahamut, maybe for you, you don’t have as much of a problem with satisfaction. But for me and Alana, it could mean a lot of problems if we aren’t satisfied fully. Alana is lucky to have us two to finish her off as this would bug us for days and days till we find a way off.”

“Geez, what’s with you vampires and sex?”

“Heavens, don’t use such vulgar words! For a woman such as you to keep saying such things! Thou want to be disciplined once again? It’s as if our Lord's vocabulary is also transferred to you Bahamut.”

“Well, I have been with him far longer than you two.”

“Oy! At Least I was the first one to have sex with him!”

“GOTCHA!”

“Eh? EHHHH?! Not fair! I only started using this human body recently!”

“M’Lords body though… ohhh, it's just like the Knights in the stories.” Alana seemingly started fantasizing as her legs sway to the right, moving her finger up and down her body. “Your majesty, Our Lord's body is truly a work of art. Touching his chest… ahhhh…”

“Okay Countess. Calm down, let’s think about businesses alright? Oh, your Mother left a Chessboard as a gift. Your Father left a Knife I think.”

“Oh my goodness, I forgot to give them gifts!”

“Heh heh heh, the almighty Dragon God strikes again! Bow to my superior and cunning language skills inferior creatures!”

“Bahamut. You didn’t even do it properly. Before sticking it in. You have to suck it and have your saliva to lubricate it first. Good thing I was there, it would’ve been an entirely different experience for him. Haaaah… and then when you found out you could do that, you did it nonstop. Poor Lord, how much he came from that alone.”

“Really? I thought you just wanted to do it.”

“I did, but it also has meaning. Just next time Bahamut, know to do that first. There’s a procedure for handling human bodies in such an intimate moment that you must learn.”

“We shall see! But I am very reinvigorated by our time together!”

“Yes, yes, yes. I cannot believe you lasted longer. I thought my technique was perfect. Ugh.”

“It was, but as I said! We Dragons, pleasure is merely an afterthought. I did feel it more as I am in this human body, but my soul is still of a Dragon! So don’t fret over it too much. We’re just built differently that’s all.”

Elizabeth just facepalms as she grabs towels for them to cover themselves with. “Countess, let us depart. We’ll have you clean you up most of all. You should’ve tried to be more active instead of sitting in place.”

“I apologize, your majesty. The pleasure was just far too overwhelming for me. After Master, Bahamut’s fingers went inside me and I just couldn’t move when she started moving it. Before I knew it, you were also touching my rear and then my breasts. My legs just gave out on their own.”

“Ahahahahah, no worries. But you enjoyed all of our bodies, correct?”

“Yes, your majesty… it all felt amazing.”

“Good, now let’s wash up. I think you have most of our saliva on your skin right now.”

“I can smell many things on me right, your majesty. I think we’ll need an extra soap for this.”

“We’ll ring up a servant. You too Bahamut. Let us go.”

“When can we do it again? But with Master?”

“Give it four weeks. I’ll scoop him up later.”

“Four weeks?! I possibly cannot wait!”

“Then just do me for the meantime. I am a Vampire, I have far more stamina than a human. We can both do it as long as you please, just not with Our Lord for the time.”

“Booo! I do not want to do it with you again! I want to do it with Master!”

“Shush. You either do me or no one. That’s the end. I already told you, even I am not satisfied and wish to do it more with him and feel him. But that’s his limit, let us respect our man can we not?”

“Haaaaaa… Alana! I want meat as a replacement!”

“Didn’t you just have meat?... pfft.”

“Bloodsucker… was that a joke?”

“Yes Bahamut. It was.”

As the three women left the bath laughing and giggling at one another, the General's body, that of a squeezed apple, floated like a corpse on top of the hot water. "I can see now why it's recommended to just have sex with fellow human females. Superior species means superior sex... and I can't keep up. And what's with their moral code? Just run in and have sex with me. I'll never understand creatures that could live forever." The man then remembers the porn available on the internet of Dark World players doing challenges on how far they could get with Ogres and Vampires.

Many of them do not even last for ten minutes before their entire avatars go limb. Even those who’re level one hundred and above only lasted for an hour max and he just smiled and laughed at himself for a bit. After a while, he managed to recover somewhat of his strength and stood up, the man sees the mess the three women left in their wake. The marble tiles of the large bathing room near the hot pool were completely soaked with their fluids, all mixing into each other. He quickly got cleaned. Walking out of the bathroom with his body completely dried out. Looking like a skeleton with human skin still on.

“Hey Master! You look like you aged an extra thirty years!”

“WAH!”

“Hm?”

“N-nothing. Jesus Bahamut, good thing Elizabeth was there. Don’t just insert my Excalibur like that.”

“Eh? You looked like you were in heaven though in that one hour.”

“I was… but that was my soul and mind. My body on the other hand was fighting for its very life from that legit deadly barrage of pleasure. Please, do it more gently next time… if there’s ever a next time as this might be the last one. I couldn’t believe I was smiling as my life flashed before my eyes.”

“Mhm, I will. So, Master. Wanna go outside and eat in the town?”

“I can’t, I have to go to the airfield before it turns twelve…”

He then stops at his tracks, realizing the Sun was no longer there and the windows showed a dark night.

“Wha-what?! How long were we in there?”

“Uhm… after you passed out Master, me and the girls continued for three? Six hours? And then Elizabeth was shocked I was still active and unsatisfied, so the both of us went on for another three hours… So nine hours total?”

“Oh fuck! The time!” As he started looking around in a panic and looked out the window to see the Sun was no longer there, he calmed himself down and just stared at Bahamut. “Welp, I’m late anyways. So how was it?”

“It was amazing, Master! I wanna do it again!”

“Hah-hah-hah! That’s my skills. And how was it with Elizabeth and Alana though?”

“Them? Ehhhh… it was fun but it was missing something. Oh! Master, I only figured this out now but female human bodies are far more potent in sex than I imagined.”

“Yeah, no shit.” The man shakes his head with his face defeated. “But at least you had fun. That’s the main idea of it all.”

“I actually thought humans do it like how we Dragons do it. For reproduction.”

“It is, but remember Bahamut. Sex is not only about reproducing. Humans are very social creatures, so it's also about getting close, intimate beyond just kissing and hand holding.”

“Ohhhhh, human culture is truly something Master.”

“Yes and since I was the first one out.” The General’s legs then completely fall, prompting him to drop dead on the ground just to be collected by Bahamut and brought to his room. “Ugh… sorry.”

“Ahahahahah… yes. I am sorry Master.”

“No worries. I know it was your first time. Don’t let it get to you.”

“I know, Master. But Elizabeth did scold me multiple times.”

“Yeah, good thing she was there. She deserves a medal for satisfying you alone. Can you prepare my clothes please?”

“Hm. What uniform Master?”

“The green one.”

Bahamut opens his cabinet and gets a pair of black socks and his shirt and underwear.

“Who was the first one to drop aside from me?”

“Oh… hmmm… it was Alana.”

“AHAHAHAHA! Oh man, goodness. Poor her. My eyes were still open a bit there when Elizabeth got ontop of her and then you. The both of you ravaged the poor girl.”

“She asked for it. Also, Master. Which hat?”

“The one without the shine.”

She looked at both of the peaked officer caps and one of them had only a golden color and didn’t shine while the other one had a bright rainbow shine to it when she’d face it at the wall lamp.

“And the last one standing?”

“Heh-heh-heh… ME!” Bahamut valiantly turns around with her thumb pointing at her. “I was the last one standing Master! Even the Queen was impressed by my skills!”

“Wow, really? What was her weakness then?”

“Ahhh… I think it's holding hands and then I just insert my finger in her and just aim it at the ceiling and she’d react almost instantly. I actually thought having long nails might be bad but it was so wet, Master. My fingers were sliding in without any resistance.”

“Oh, you might be hitting the G-Spot or so it's called. I guess that must be the pros of having long slender fingers.”

“Hm? What’s that Master?”

“It’s like the sweet spot for women where they get max pleasure, you should have one too. I just hadn’t had enough time to find it. Also, get the one without the shine to it.”

“Don’t you want this other one Master? I think the enchantments on it will help you.”

“I don’t even have enough Mana to wear the shirt of my suit. I’ve been far too tired lately to relax and have my Mana replenished. It would’ve been great actually to have enough rest, but this week has nothing but a constant barrage of everything.”

“Ah I see, shall I sleep with you tonight then?”

“WHAT?! AGAIN?!”

“NO! I didn’t mean it like that Master! I mean, I can give you some warmth.”

“Oh, yeah. Actually, can you do that later? Whatever you did when I was wounded and sleeping on your lap really made my brain just relax and clear itself.”

“Hm, it's a bit of divine magic. I can more than help you with that as its low level actually.”

“Ah, nice. Just set them there. I’ll put my outfit on after a few minutes.”

“If you need me, Master, I’ll be at the central balcony.”

“Gonna read that Manga again?”

“Yes, Master. I find it to be very entertaining.”

“I can never understand why you're not afraid of ghosts. Looking at its cover alone makes me shiver.”

“Humans are naturally afraid of the unknown… but as a God. Ghosts aren’t unknown to me, I actually go out of my way to send them to the afterworld. They mustn’t linger here any longer and be in pain.”

“Heh, you're really a kind hearted God aren’t you?”

“Am I? I do not know Master. People worshiping me prefer the power of the Void than my power of healing and mending… or letting those who had pass have a passage to Heaven.”

“Passage to Heaven only helps those who have died. But the power of the Void helps those who want to survive and continue living. Don’t worry, the Church of Bahamut has a new chance here, the people don’t know you.”

“We shall see Master. The future is truly exciting, I might never want to look into it ever again with how fun things are this way.”

“Ahhhhhhhhh… that depends as I might ask for some predictions every now and then.”

“Master, just look at the skies if you want to know its going to rain.”

“What?! Hey now! No mind reading!”

“Heh. I don’t even need to read your mind Master.”

In the silence of his room with Bahamut gone, the man tries to open his player menu to contact the players on the airfield but realizes that it no longer opens. He looks at his hand and arm, inspecting his body as he stands up to don his green service uniform. Going back out to the hallway haphazardly holding his jacket with its medals making clunking noises as it hits each other. His legs limped a bit as if he was a wounded war veteran. On his right at the central balcony was the Dragon, quietly enjoying some alone time.

“BAHAMUT! TELL THE OTHERS I’LL BE BACK EITHER LATER OR TOMORROW!”

“Mhm. Have a safe trip Master. Elizabeth and Alana are downstairs, Miss Angelica bought a Chessboard and gave it as a gift.”

“Is that so? And what else?”

“There’s two Chosen Ones in the front yard, Master. They’ve been there for a good long time seeing the icicles on their helmets.”

“Oh shit!”

To his luck, the soldiers he requested to pick him up awaited the extra six hours. The two soldiers with their low level fire magic were freezing to death, their uniform nearly frozen alongside their combat boots looking like it was made out of concrete rather than rubber.

“General Jackson, Sir!”

They managed to salute the officer, but with a stiff rock tactical glove that had a tiny fireball on top of it. Keeping them warm.

“What, did you two wait in the snow?!”

“Sir yes sir!”

“Oh Christ. You should’ve gone inside and talked to the servants. I’m sure they would’ve let you heat up in the Manor.”

“Sorry sir, we have direct orders from High Command not to make contact with the people from the Vampire Kingdom.”

“Agh. I’ll make sure you guys get extra time off tomorrow. Sorry, I had uhhh… been busy.”

“So it seems sir. Is your leg okay? Should we report that you won’t be able to come?”

“No no no, I’ll come.”

“But sir…” the two look at the General. Though he was strong as ever, his face seemed to be tired beyond belief and his eyes were drowsy as his left hand held his hip like it broke in a freak accident a few days ago.

“Come on! Let’s not wait any longer.”

The two freezing soldiers then transported him to the Airbase to report the overall progress with the Vampire Kingdom. In the long trip, the General slept like a log, snoring loudly inside the rocky Humvee. The two soldiers were impressed that he managed to sleep inside the cramped vehicle. The ATC tower there was more and more modernized with a meeting room actually established on its first floor.

The tight dark room had two more generals and a handful of Colonels and Captains as large screens surrounded them showing people in different timezones, some at night, some at dusk, and some in the bright morning. On some screens, there was snow while others were in an open desert in the middle of a hot sunny day. It was show time once again and the man’s legs were on the verge of collapsing. Everything waist down was numb and the high level players could smell multiple scents from him. With some whispering amongst each other.

“Ah finally! General Jackson!”

“S-Sorry I’m late!”

“We just started a few hours ago sir. Please, take a seat over here.”

He places himself on the edge of the war table, showing the vast amounts of skeleton soldiers that were going to be deployed. One of the screens then turns on and it was a familiar face, General Matthew who was in charge of Eldwoods defenses.

“Jesus Paul, did a vampire suck your blood and water out? Or are you fasting? Oh! Don’t tell me, you accidentally drank one of those troll potions right? That makes you temporarily age?”

“I’ve had a long day… it’s a good day, like a very good day but at the same time, I think I might die later… or now in my place.”

“Really? Then what’s with the limp and dehydrated face? You look like you need to rest for the next five months.”

“Just shut up. I’m so tired already and I just arrived.”

“Well, I’m going to need you here when you're done so sleep later.”

“Eh? Why?”

“The Two Field Armies that’s going to be under your command next year are all prepped and ready and will need your inspection. It’s all skeletons and only a handful of Officers but still, we’ll need you to go there personally and see if there’s anything wrong.”

“Two field armies? That’s like a hundred thousand soldiers… Are we fielding that much? Most I’ve commanded even back then when I was in service was only about two thousand.”

“It’s here now, Mister Five Star General. Don’t worry, we won’t need you here immediately as Hassan is also taking a look at things but after you're done there, head back to Geraldia alright? Everyone needs to switch into war mode sooner than later.”

“Sure sure sure, just give me some time to rest. I’m also here about that breach that occurred.”

“Yeah, I read that in your report. Will High Command actually give us information about how that happened and where they are now?”

“I highly doubt it, but it's better for us to ask now and let them know we’re onto them.”

“Rogie. I’ll keep tabs on you then.”

After a while, the other officers get their tasking and objectives and the larger flatscreen TVs of the Guild Leaders turn on.

“Aw shit it's here.”

The Guild Leaders instantly turned their eyes to the Five star General in the room, standing up and saluting to his superiors.

“General Jackson, how are things going on there?”

“Uhm, good evening or morning to all the Guild Leaders in this uhhh… call. I’m here to report that things have been going favorably with us. The building of the Dragon Courier service by Bahamut has greatly increased the opinions of the public to our side and the Diplomats has been working hard in turning the Houses to atleast have a Neutral and less biased view of what we plan to accomplish. We also have gotten the favor of one of the most powerful Nobles in the country which is Lady Morgana Voltaire.”

“Uh huh, and King Harold? Has he been a problem?”

“He has been sir. But with the direction of the Vampire Queen, I’ve been able to properly weave through his words. I don’t think we’ll need to execute-”

“And who says Generals don’t make for good politicians! Good, now. Since we’re nearing the deadline, I’m allowing you to execute Plan Q. Overthrow the King and take control of the vampires if needed. The airbase should have become larger to support a wider operation. We’ll need their powers in the upcoming battle.”

“But sir, that isn’t part of the current plan. We do not need to put resources here, I got everything under control.”

“Plans changed after that report you sent. To think one photo made it through, this cannot be accepted. For all we know, the King might just be playing dumb and is already way into his. Since we’ve been having internal problems with the armed groups that dare oppose us, the military strength we’ve been touting is all over the place and the problems we have has to be halved immediately or the entire military structure will collapse on itself with the weight of everything. If you're looking at the map we’re seeing, you’d wish for nuclear war and get it over with. We are stretched thin, far too thin and we need this done now.”

“Guild Lead-”

“It’s President Grahame to you General. Presidents and Prime Ministers.”

“B-But Mister President, this might make things destabilize and turn this Kingdom into a mess.”

“Good, without the vampires being a thorn in our side. We should be able to conduct our military operations in Schon far more easily. Get it done General. If the current plan is going to take any longer, execute the overthrowing and have this done. With Queen Elizabeth in the reign, she should see us in a better line than this Harold who is seemingly blue balling us. We already agreed to his demands once. All it did was make sure he won’t butt into our affairs, this cannot go on.”

“Sir, I can personally attest that he is not. But he will need more time, the Kingdom is currently doing many things right now and it all needs some time to settle. I already have Lady Voltaire’s favor. ”

His fists clenched underneath the table. Visibly hiding his anger at the players commanding him. “Regardless, we are pinning too many troops and Generals here on the border of Rose. We cannot have this front active, if we can. General Ripper plans on turning this airbase into a logistical hub which we can’t due to the Vampires threat. Finish this now General Jackson and return to Geraldia and get new orders.” The flatscreen TV goes dark as the Guild Leaders have heard enough. Not even talking to the other officers around the table and leaving everyone hanging.

“General Jackson, be sure to make that report nicely.”

“Y-yea. I fucking swear, these snakes are all the same. Whatever side, whatever world, or faction. It’s all the shitty same, I can’t believe I’m still being used by these assholes in a fantasy world. How can this be, tsk! Fucking shit show led by clowns. They even turned it off as they knew I was going to ask about the Organization.”

“Well, it's good to see you though.”

“You too Matthew. Though it seems like it's hot as hell wherever you are.”

“Oh yeah, I wish I could be up there mingling with super hot vampires in a winter wonderland, instead I am building fortifications on an endless sea of deserts. You know, the Sultanate pays more for water than slaves? It's so stupid and we have to build pipes for our bases and this place has zero plans on allowing infrastructure to be built without a fight. The sandworms and sand drakes don’t help, there are some variants with four fucking wings and resistant to thirty millimeter autocannons!”

“Believe me dude, you do not want to do that. Two can kill, this is from personal experience. Three is just suicide.”

“Ohhhhhh… so you have been busy. Aren’t you a playboy?”

“Don’t even get me started. Now, SOLDIER! BRING THAT CHAIR TO ME RIGHT NOW!”

The player quickly grabs the office chair and brings it behind him as his legs completely collapse. The other Generals looked shocked as if the Five Star Officer just had a fatal heart attack right before them. But one checked his pulse and gave a thumbs up. He is then awakened, in anger, he punches the table, but not even the four star generals dare question the man with five stars on his shoulders. One of the Colonels hands him a classified folder for Plan Q. The man reluctantly takes it and storms out of the war room while holding his right leg and his other hand on his hip. Heading out to the cold tarmac of the airfield.

He limps his way through the cold exterior of the airbase, with huge cargo planes unloading boxes and equipment in droves. Pooling them into a section while helicopters take off and land, many deploying patrols of skeletons.

The two players that waited six hours to pick him up were still there, waiting for the order to drive the high ranking officer home. But he instead looked around first, with the folder in his arms.

Skeleton soldiers were being delivered with equipment in the hundreds by C-130s and AN-22s. Even on a snowy night, military equipment was still being delivered and continually poured into the continent like an endless horde of demons rising from the depths of hell. A machine hell where weapons of genocide are created in large numbers to suppress those who dare stand before the army from another world.

“You two, take a hike. I’ll just ask someone else to drive me home. Good work and keep it up. Where is your Sergeant?”

“On the main hangar sir. Number four.”

“Alright, I’ll put in the good word for you two.”

They salute him and drive the Humvee away as he crosses the closed runway and into the large hangars on the other side of the airfield. He notices that the first hangar had its doors slightly opened. Just enough for people to pass underneath it and he could hear rock music playing inside and people seemingly playing games and arcades.

Having his head full of thoughts, the General walks into the hangar and finds hundreds of players enjoying a bit of R&R with no discipline at all, crooked uniforms, some even in their underwear as some enjoy a more private time with summoned succubuses with mages on the outside counting coins they collected in the makeshift love area. They were all having so much fun playing billiards and basketball with retro arcades on the corner inside that they didn’t notice that a literal Five Star General walked in on them.

“Touch it! Come on! Touch it!”

A bunch of Private First Classes surrounded a small wooden totem. “Dude, are you sure? This shit looks like it can kill with a touch.”

“It came in through those expeditionary planes. They said it can curse you if you touch it. Ghosts of the past will haunt you and it's said that it will show the life before we controlled our Avatars.”

“Huh? Dude we made our Avatars on a character creation screen! Our bodies have no background other than us being Chosen by the True God! Hell naw!”

“C’mon! Touch it! Touch it!”

The soldiers continued to cheer as the General went around them and grabbed the totem. Lifting it up with veins popping from his face and hand.

“What in the goddam…”

Hearing the authoritative man's voice, time itself stopped for the soldiers as they slowly turned their head to the entrance and their heart dropped to the core of Threa as they noticed the Army itself walked in their private time. “TEEEEEN HUT!” one of the Sergeants cried out, making everyone stand at parade. Sweating ballsacks and shitting bricks.

“....”

The brief moment of silence felt like an eternity from the soldiers. Even though the temperatures were below negative, some couldn’t help but sweat at the immense intimidating presence of the manly general. With laser sights and a prepped knife hand, the five star general limped a few paces forward as he placed the totem back on the camping table it was on. Though it was for a different reason, the players couldn’t help but swallow their saliva at the sight of the high ranking officer visibly angered by their lack of professionalism.

“At ease. I'm not that much of an asshole.”

One of the soldiers near to him pops a can of beer and lifts it up, and the enjoyment continues. A Lieutenant runs to him, saluting as hard as he can that his veins were showing.

“Keep calm boy. Tell me, how long have you guys had this thing going on?”

“Since the start of this airfield sir.”

“I see, and how come there’s like thrice the men now in this supposedly small airfield?”

“We’ve just been deployed here sir. Many from the combat zones East of Schon.”

“I see, no wonder. Well, I’ll allow it. Though I can sense that you sons of bitches lost some of your brain cells joining the military. You are aware there’s a literal meeting of some of the highest ranking officers in this continent in that concrete building right?”

“Y-yes sir.”

“Carry on then. Also, are those summoned succubuses… allowed?”

“U-Uhmm… no sir. Not in base at least.”

“I see, if they get their souls sucked. That’s none of my problem alright.”

“Yes sir.”

“Also, where is the officer in charge of B Company?”

“Over there sir, in the makeshift library.”

The General then approaches a soldier reading some native book with glasses on. He didn’t even notice him till the clacks of the officer's Oxford shoes reached him.

“Are you in charge of Company B?”

“Oh shi- Yes sir!”

“Those two your Sergeant sent. Make sure you give them extra time off tomorrow. They stood six hours in the snow waiting for me and another two hours with the meeting.”

“Of course sir. I’ll transmit the order immediately. Sergeant Ramos is actually on the second floor so I can go talk to him now sir.”

“Alrighty then. Go on, dismissed.”

With his hands behind his back, the five star general walks with a light limp around the messy hangar. It had two makeshift floors inside it, welded on by the engineers and lit up by shiny transparent rocks. Some of them were also partying as sexy posters and idol concerts scattered the walls, listening to Earth music as they drank beer from a can. He moves on to the second floor which was more of a barracks area but more comfortable with memory foam and pillows and snuggle pillows. The Captain he just talked to walks past him and to a Sergeant that was just silently thinking about his life.

The third floor on the other hand was an area for selling and making things. He notices that one of them had a lab set for Potion making and immediately sets to the man. Walking past stalls for smuggled equipment and things looted and stolen from battlefields. The soldier in woodland BDUs nearly shat himself at the sight of the visibly angry and annoyed Five star general walking to him with a damaged waist and leg.

“SIR! Lance Corporal Stevenson!”

“What’s your job?”

“Potionmaker and Mechanic sir!”

“Uh huh… where is the other one… the guy I had my sword made?”

“Corporal Sevilino is currently sent to the front sir!”

“Ah, I wish him luck. He made a damn good sword that man.”

The General looks around and sees that the other players who were buying stuff left to the second floor and waited in the stairs, afraid of the very high ranking officer. Seeing that the coast is clear, he leans in to whisper to the soldiers right ear.

“Do you have… any potions that could help with endurance?”

“Endurance sir? Can’t be that you’d have problems with seeing how well built you are even through that thick uniform.”

“N-Not exactly for that reason…”

“Huh? But sir, we’re using the very fit and well built avatars of ou- oh, you mean that.”

“Yes.”

“Hmmmm… I have some stuff smuggled from Meridia, from some ancient tomb of sorts that worshiped a God of Sex. This stuff can make you go for days and I’ve personally tested it on the local wolf girls on the nearby villages.”

“And how much?”

“Hmmmm… how about this sir. Since your a five star general and I’m sure you can make things happen. Could I perhaps get a commendation and a promotion?”

“You have some fucking balls to say that to me soldier.”

“H-how about this, just a combat commendation sir. Since I wasn’t given any even though I helped save a bunch of Demons and Hybrids from getting their shit kicked in by Rogues and I prevented some skeletons from literally genociding a town full of furred hybrids.”

“Are you really gonna go that far for some mid leveled medal?”

“I feel like it's going to help me in my… quests.”

“Also, I’m sure you are warned not to talk about our…”

“Skeletons sir and the fact that there committing genocide?”

“Yes.”

“Well sir, I kinda felt it was way over my paycheck anyways, though if I can sir. Why are we allowing this?”

“The King of the Vampires wants to expand his Kingdom but he can’t with those Hybrids, the ones with the fur are the closest in strength to the Rogues. The Permanent Werewolves.”

“Ah I see, well that is how it was done back then I guess. Kill those hard to control and enslave the rest.”

“Hence why I appreciate our modern world more and more.”

“So sir… about my request.”

With a sigh, the General thinks about it a bit and nods.

“Nice! Alright, so exactly who are you fucking sir?”

“Should you really use that word?”

“I mean, it's true and we’re all dudes. So, who is it, sir?”

“The Countess of the Minuit family, the Ancient Vampire Queen Elizabeth, and Bahamut, the Dragon God.”

“N-Now… sir if that’s a joke-”

“Do I look like I’m joking? I HAVE A FUCKING LIMP, I AM HEALING MYSELF RIGHT NOW WITH MY HAND ON RIGHT LEG AND HIP.”

The soldier took a closer look at the man and could see that his eyes were absolutely serious.

“H-how did you even survive that sir?”

“Because I fucking survived real life shellings and bombings almost daily. I cannot possibly let the best sex a man can have kill now can’t I, so, ya’ got anything?”

“I got something… but it's super special though.”

He rummages through the cabinets of his stall and finds it. It was a heart shaped flask with a warning sign “DO NOT DRINK!”.

“I got this sir. This stuff should be enough, it's going to permanently strengthen your muscles and body every time your sex drive hits that level. I bought this from an Incubus Merchant in Meridia. The guy gave it to me on a discount as long as I can lead him to Outworlder women.”

“Good, good, good. Though what’s with the warning tape on it?”

As he reaches for it, the soldier slaps his hand.

“Excuse Lance Corporal? Do you really wanna fucking die?”

The General had a knife hand at his cheeks, shaking and visibly resisting the urge to give him a lecture about his uniform, decorum, and speech.

“C-calm down sir, but since you're banging some exquisite pussy I have to give you a briefing about how to properly please such women. Tell me sir, in this magnificent orgy that I’m very jealous of, did they do you more or did they do each other more?”

“How is this relevant at all? Stop spitting bullshit and just give it to me.”

“Ah ah ah sir, tell me.”

“Arrghhh, they did each other more. I only got a glimpse… but it was hot. Super hot. Bahamut and Elizabeth tag teamed on Alana, the poor inexperienced woman didn’t stand a chance and later I think Bahamut and Elizabeth went on each other as the Dragon was just built differently.”

“Tsk tsk tsk, that means sir, you were unable to properly do it and satisfy them. It should be, more with you, less of them.”

“What do you expect me to do? These aren’t normal human women we’re talking about here. Even I’m surprised I lasted this long without dying in bed with the vampire Queen.”

“Look sir, just remember this. Vampires are easy to pleasure, but hard to satisfy. I’m sure you’ve seen it already.”

“Huh… yea you are correct. Since Elizabeth would literally go for seven hours straight at me sometimes.”

“See? And for Dragons… well my only experience is the normal ones with humanoid form. I’m sure it should still apply to Bahamut since she's technically a God and I don’t even think sex would be on her mind as much buuttt...”

“Buuttt…?”

“Dragons are hard to pleasure when you're incompatible with them, BUT are extremely easy to satisfy since they do it not out of love but if you're compatible. So, just kissing her I’m sure will do the job as that’s what happens to me when I find that rare Dragon girl that’s competent with their compatibility with me. It was the quickest, the sex part is just an added bonus for them.”

“Jesus, aren’t you Mister Worldwide Pussy Hunter.”

“As a Potionmaker sir and an expert Mage of three main types, it’s part of my job to know the anatomy of all these females as it helps me in the negotiating table when I’m talking to their race. There’s also the fact that you’ll be able to find out the weakness and strengths of said species.”

“I can’t believe I’m actually into this. Okay, continue.”

“So sir, permission to ask a personal question. But back on planet Earth, have you ever had sex before?”

“No. Next.”

“Kiss?”

“No. Next.”

“Not even a hug?!”

“Does hugging a female CEO or Chairwoman in a business meeting count?”

“N-no sir, as in a romantic way?”

“No. Next question.”

“Okayyyy… since you have no idea of actual sex between normal humans and jumped straight to a freakin Vampire Queen and then to an orgy with beings that are ten ways above us mortals, that’s basically from walking on the ground and straight to a Rocket ship to the Mars, literally not even going to a Flight School.”

“I know I skipped some… well I basically jumped to Survival mode but exactly what am I supposed to do?”

“J-Just remember this. When banging creatures that are not humans, be sure to treat them as such. Not humans, like maybe to some, the human vanilla and being treated like fragile glasses is their thing but most vampires don’t really get off with that. Leave behind your humanity, literally when banging them and believe me, they’ll be gone in a matter of an hour or two. Fulfill whatever fantasy you have, it should be at least the minimum of what they expect.”

“Really? REALLY?! Like, I’m not really into rough stuff but I’ll see what I can cook up. I didn’t become a Colonel because I followed everything to the tee, but because I think out of the box. I’ll take this into consideration. WOW, I feel like you're giving me the most big brain lecture of my life... and literal Generals and Senators have lectured and advised me."

“Man, you must be one lucky man sir. I’d pay with my soul to see them having sex with each other, to bang them I’d literally forsake my humanity.”

“Want me to bonk you with this stick?” the General picks up a tube meant for aircraft engines. “S-Sorry sir!”

“Good. I’ll get you that commendation. Got anything else to say?”

“Apart from that sir, nothing really. Just remember that they aren’t human. Unless they want to be treated as such, do not see them as that. See them for what they are, powerful beasts far above us humans.”

“That’s the hard part as I’ve always treated them like fellow humans, that’s how I was able to bridge just an intimate relationship with them… Hmmmm… Well, I’ll see what I can do. Now give.”

The Lance Corporal goes down to the hangar and takes a red plastic cup and fills it to the half with the potion and the other half with normal distilled water. The General drank it and felt nothing.

“Well… that was underwhelming.”

“I think you should go back to the Kingdom sir and *wink* *wink*”

The two smiled at each other and the General immediately took a ride back to the Minuit Manor. At the door, Alana was there waiting for him and she elegantly bows as she’s grabbed by the waist and then Elizabeth who was next to her enjoying a cup of Wine and then Bahamut who was already in his room enjoying reading a book. In her black pajamas ready to help her Master sleep.

The next day, Paul woke up with the biggest smile on his face. At his left was Elizabeth hugging Bahamut and to his right was Alana sleeping soundly. All three of the women were covered with only the thick sheets of the bed covering them with big satisfied smiles on their faces and snoring slowly.

“Heh, it worked!”

He gets up and takes the classified folder given to him. With a grin, he throws it outside and into the snow to be buried and dons some robes left over. Victoriously walking on the hallways as he valiantly strided across the Manor and to the kitchen. Grabbing some milk kept in ice and the human servants talking amongst themselves about what this human just did with their much respected Lady.

Walking up the stairs, his legs suddenly gave out and the man passed out completely. Spilling milk on the expensive rug, completely knocked out. Back in the airbase, the Mechanic/Potionmaker is brewing up something. With a book of recipes next to him and some flasks.

“Endurance Buff huh. Like, I can’t push its effects to ten minutes though.”

The fully geared squad leader places his M16A4 with an M203 grenade launcher on the table and leans in.

“I really, REALLY need it.”

“Like Staff Sarge. Believe me, anymore and you’ll be damaging your body.”

“Tsk, we just got reports that snow goblins are appearing out of the woodworks, those tiny furry fucks are far too fast. I need this so that they can’t run away and hide just to breed and multiply again. It’s so annoying as we already cleared the damn place for like the third time now” The Squad Leader then sees the Heart Shaped flask with its pink liquid seemingly drained a bit below where it's kept safe. “Woah, did someone drink from that?”

“Oh yea, General Jackson did.”

“PFFTTT… Ho-holy shit. Are you sure about that?”

“What? Isn’t he Level Two Hundred? The man is basically Superman. His body alone must be packed with a shit ton of passive and active skills.”

“Even then, Ramirez still hasn’t recovered from drinking that ya’know? His entire body would literally give out still after doing it with his succubus friends at the nearby village.”

“Dude, it does that so that the damage won’t only be only your waist down. It spreads it so that the effects will now be… rather than limping like the General was last night.” The man then gets some small teeth from a lockbox and pours it into the bowl. Making the color of the liquid turn from green to purple. With a bit more mixing, it changes to blue. “It instead makes you knocked out for an hour or two but you’ll be fully energized and back to health. Well that was the idea at least. With that, he should be able to repeat a cycle and do it nonstop if he really wants.”

“If General Jackson comes for your ass. I won’t be held responsible. The brass is known to be really finnicky when there own men fucks with them. Knowingly and unknowingly.”

“Eh, it's not like my Company cares. I can smuggle shit all I want. Have you seen the shit I have to do to even procure a bit of materials? It's absurd how much crap I have to do and all the talking and negotiating. I feel like a merchant more than a Mechanic and Potionmaker when talking to Supply.”

“Also, have you seen the paperwork on the Transportation Brigades head office in Cape of Faith Town? The poor bastards need the internet so badly. I actually thought they were planning on building a paperwork monster with how much crap they have to fill out and print constantly on their hut while I was there.”

“Well, whose idea was it anyways to run a modern military with only a handful of satellites?” He finishes the potion and opens the faucet underneath the bowl which pours the liquid into a glass tube. “One Mid Level Endurance Potion coming right up!”

“Even then, man.”

“The UN of Threa has over a few million skeleton soldiers. Without a proper internet and only a handful of satellites, you can imagine that this would be slow. But at times, I feel like we’re truly stretched thin unless High Command gives your unit or region specific attention too.”

“I guess we should just be happy that we’re able to keep this up right now. I can’t imagine running a worldwide military presence without the Internet. The folks back at the cities must be doing the best they got at maintaining everything, but yeah. I do feel like we’re being stretched at times.”

“Far too stretched, my man. I wanted to bring that up with the General too but it seemed like he was busy with his own thing with the Vampires and he didn’t seem stuck up like the others. Pretty chill actually, so I kinda didn’t mess with him as much.”

“General Jackson… The guy must be a legend of sorts to be what he is doing right now. He is the best man the suits can send to the Vampires, he got all it to show. But back here, man. Things are getting rough.”

“Don’t you have a patrol to do?”

“Oh shit! I’ll talk to you later then. Over some beer or crap.”

“Sure, sure. Tell Ramirez if he wants the effects gone. He’ll just have to go and meet with a Magician and De-buff him. It’s a very specific body and mind magic, a mid level player should be able to remove it.”

“Alright.”

He Staff Sergeant is handed his potion and the man thanks him for it as he goes down and to the tarmac with his squad and the men went out to motorpool. The Potionmaker and Mechanic left all alone.

“Hmmm… I should really write more warnings about that potion… meh. I still have ninety things to do before that. Ugh. I hope the Administration can do something about this shitshow someday. Now, what loop of paper trails do I need to go through to acquire more Goblin Teeth.”