A Weird Race

"...1,220 years old." After looking at him, down at his face, his eyes looking lovable despite giving her the slight concept that they were fully dark erroneously, she responded to his query without much reaction nor 'heavy emotions' or resentment in her chest. Her huge chest, aaah. And receiving her answer, a baffled little boy responded in a way that actually made her feel proud and yet again smile.

“Wowaaaah! You’re this powerful?! I couldn’t tell, you must really have seen many things in life, and I’m only 10 years old. That’s- that’s- heeeek!” With his eyes going round and round but never leaving the lock between eyes as they walked, his feet expertly moving about, Ciemnosc made his ‘m’lady’ narrow her eyes and smile right away.

While feeling dazzled himself he felt her large right hand cover the left side of his face, her hand visibly not expecting the cold from his skin but still caressed him kindly a little bit more before departing from his face and then said in a very soft tone in her voice. “You might not know this, but I’m very, very young. I am a kind of little monster in cultivation myself.”

She then looked down at him with side eyes, “But then again, compared to you, I’m trash.”

“I’ll cripple my cultivation right now, no biggy.” Ciemnosc, as the charmer that he is, smiled devilishly charming before giving out a blow back to this incredible woman. In return, the beauty beauty made an ever so enticing smirk with the left corners of her lips, her dimple creating a black hole that stole Ciemnosc's ownership of his very own eyes.

“...Hey, now that I think about it, you’ve been doing really fine walking around. How does it go that easy for you? I wasn’t this proficient in unknown territories when I was your age or cultivation.” Asked the Older Sister as she came closer to him, the back of their hands formally meeting and greeting each other for the first time, rubbing softly and endlessly against each other sideways.

“Hehe,” a bit silly, Ciemnosc responded after 3 seconds of being naïve. “I can already see perfectly in the dark right now, but I am also using my Spirit Sense, which can expand up to 20 meters. Why?”

“...” Yet again for the last few hours, the beauty beauty was left feeling left behind as she couldn’t believe her ears. After some seconds, she could finally bring up enough willpower to clarify it to him. “Mine was of 3 meters at your level…”

“Heeeheee…” Silly Ciemnosc went silly yet again, his head leaning to his right, using the Older Sister’s left arm as a pillow as he boldly and even manly grabbed her hand and intertwined his fingers with hers.

“...” Looking once more at his face, but this time only at his nose, forehead and slightly pale-ish lips due to the angle, the young red-haired woman’s thick, slightly large lips that were impossibly beyond beautiful remained rested, protruded as her eyes never left his face for a good deal of minutes.

“You know. I didn’t notice you coming to the lake before. We usually only use our Spirit Sense when we are looking for someone, which is indeed very taxing. But we can also always have it…’turned on’, for whichever danger might arrive. When you looked at my semi naked body and stepped closer, I only did not act due to knowing your intentions…but others might not be like me.”

“In fact, no matter where you are, everywhere around you… Unless you are powerful, cunning, and vastly ruthless enough, you’re not safe, little boy.” She felt the boy’s head roll with some rubbing on her strong left arm, his nose half against her clothed skin as he obediently listened to her and smelled in her natural aroma.

“Okay.” Responded Ciemnosc, after a few seconds of silence, making her exhale a lot of air in relief. He then said with that vast ruthlessness of before. “It is not taxing for me, at all though.”

“...” Giving him a ‘give me a break’ look, the young red-haired woman smacked her lips open slightly, before returning her gaze up ahead.

“...” Ciemnosc thought for a bit, his secrets already known then…where was the point in not mentioning them at this point?

“I only ended up finding out about my body’s…situation when I ate a bit of blood, that’s it. It began from then on and on. I’m not addicted or something so I don’t think it’s bad… But if it is, if you thi-”

“Actually, it’s not that-... whether it’s bad or not. In fact, it doesn’t really matter.” Hugging his head, her left breast received his head full head-on as she comforted him, even pushing his head further into her chest as if only that would make the both of them feel better and safer. “It only matters that you know yourself, and that you are not a coward, moronically bossy, lustful, and brainless.”

“It’s okay to be naughty, lewd even.” She looked down at him, letting his face rub on her left breast when he tried to look back at her, “Reckless too, and hotheaded, nothing bad with that. Also greedy and even extremely selfish. Just…just as long as you aren’t disappointingly, unnecessarily damaging, and senseless destruction.”

“Okay, I pwomiws.” With a tit in his mouth, clothed, Ciemnosc vowed with his heart…and with his chin almost against the torso on someone’s heart - which made ‘someone’ both proud and glad he listened to herself so very damn well…as well as feeling ‘tickles’ that she liked a whole damn lot too.

“Good.” Said the beauty beauty who let his head go, but from which he naughtily and lewdly let his head use her bosom as a walking pillow. Not that she minded, though.

For 3 hours, walking nonstop in these lands full of forestry trees and jungle vegetation as well as fauna. Ciemnosc and the Older Sister… didn’t really chat much, but they still conversed a lot.

Sometimes, picking up a few items like plants, or little, tiny insects that he hadn’t seen before and were hiding tens and tens of meters beneath their feet. Or even some others of such that were hiding within trees, rocks, and his own clothes, that were not that powerful, merely in the Spiritual Ligament Realm or the Spiritual Condensation Realm but that held different, unique properties Ciemnosc had never thought of before.

In a way, during this silent, but full of communication - walk; Ciemnosc was taught many, many things without actually being explained anything at all. Such acts, such methods…he really enjoyed them a lot, even making him remember his baby infant’s stages of life when Mother was there to pick him up, protect him, feed him, talk to him, tell him so many things, tell him how to grow up and… taught him so many things.

…At last, while it was even darker than before, the young red-haired woman that was 1,220 years old stopped walking, Ciemnosc doing the same just half a second later to which she then turned around and stood chest to chest with him. Though, with her height and massive big bunnies, she was almost lifting him with her sweet ‘little’— just like his donger —breasts at each side of his jaw.

“...Lastly, boy. You have to know, and once again promise me - that you understand; you understand that you must not tell anyone about yourself, your cultivation, and the way your body works. Even I, someone much stronger than you in a way you have no idea about can’t see through you, it might be the same even for those older ones out there.”

“B-but I haven’t really told you much, at all! My body is very strong, and also very durable! I ca-” Ciemnosc frowned for a moment, his words a bit reckless and restless as he anxiously wanted to say it all, but the young Older Sister bent her back a little, cupped his cheeks and with her nose a few inches above and away from his nose, he shut him up before shutting down his brain too.

“No, don’t tell me. If you really wish for me to know of it, of you entirely, then…”

‘Oh please, don’t say something like ‘meeting again’...again, everyone seems to like doing that.’ As soon as she began saying those final, cliffhanger words in such an intense atmosphere, as if knowing his little thoughts but clearly not. Her large smile became mesmerizing, universally destroying and calming, so calming…

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“Then don’t make me wait too long for you to come back to me. If you do…I’ll only give you half a decade. If in half a decade you still aren’t back at my side, I’ll come to you, steal you away from wherever you are and from whomever you might belong to, and treasure you in my chambers for the rest of your life. Understood?”

‘Heeeeeek!! Is that a declaration? Proposal?! My Mommy!’ Full of incertitude, Ciemnosc became nervous, shy, and cute as he lightly smiled devilishly charmingly. The sight melted the beauty beauty’s eyes, smile, and heart. As she nudged her nose on his, giving him his first eskimo kiss that wasn't from his mother.

“Your talent will make good work for my Faction and I could really use a good successor like you.” She said, though, making his heart feel as if she had just teased it with her fingernails by mercilessly dragging out its tissue over and over again. ‘Oh, so it was that? Ptui…’

“Gulp!-... Okay, I promise.” A shy, cute Ciemnosc said, while the young red-haired woman was quite embarrassed for coming up towards such a young boy. She felt her face and head burn, knowing she was a bit of a bad girl but…ahem, she was honest at least.

“Mn, you are a very good boy, then.” She said, taking his right hand back into her left hand and walking forwards, making him drag his feet a little bit as he was still quite gone dumb as fuck.

“Would it be better or bad if I was bad then?” But after some time, his curiosity got the better of him as he asked, his brows furrowed, and head tilted leftwards, leaving a speechless Older Sister shaking her head and blinking her eyes slowly in response.

“You see, little boy…” The tone of her voice suddenly grew strangely…somber and very, very cold and detached. Ciemnosc paid extra attention as she took a large and strong bout of air into her lungs before continuing in the same way. “When I was just a little girl, around your age, there were 2 times I almost exhausted myself to death, when I was very close to…”

Looking down at his eyes, they showed that they understood. There was nothing that they hadn’t really experienced in which one of them wouldn’t understand the ambiguous words of the other.

“Luckily, and I’m sorry for this: Though I already cheated on you with a large boulder back then, and it was a very large one, just to remember the pain and never forget what it would be like. I never had the actual chance of suffering such a fate, even in my utmost, weakest of times, when I was almost going to be… It was the death of that fool old person that saved my last breaths of life.”

“Oh, I heard that too…it is the reason everyone was celebrating, right?” Ciemnosc interjected, giving a little bit of his own information while the Older Sister gave him a praising side-eye. “Mhm, in the end, I have to thank such a repudiated person for not being violated and dying fighting to the last of my seconds.”

“...you’re wonderful.” Suddenly, in a small voice, responded Ciemnosc, who then gripped her hand tighter.

“Thank you.” Older Sister said as she leaned her head against the top of his head. Baffling him a little before they then embarked on another more than an hour of ultra silent walking.

. . .

“...Okay now,” after that little while, with the darkness of it all receding even if just a little bit, the two of them stopped walking amidst the dark as she spoke first.

“Now, little boy, would you like to take on a challenge?”

‘To prove myself?’ Thought Ciemnosc, who couldn’t tell what kind of fun messy situations he’d be involved in due to this one sole event. He nodded his head at her, making her left breast wobble quite seductively, but that Ciemnosc ignored, he was too busy being deadly serious in his conviction to learn. “Mn! Mn mn mn!”

“Hehe, okay. First, let me tell you that you need to be careful of something else, something besides the races of the world. These things come when you least expect them to, yet also when they are the most obvious sightings, and from which anyone, even drugged to a high level, could discern perfectly to what they’re getting into.”

‘Okay, sounds fun.’ Ciemnosc’s eyes became shiny, marveling at the Older Sister who just put some more points into this little cute, sweet boy. She then said with an ambiguous, perverted tone, “Are you a scaredy cat? Spooky and fearful little child?”

“Mm-mm, I don’t feel afraid at all. Nothing makes me sweat! Only the thought of my Sister being hurt, and of not seeing you fully naked are what keeps me restless!”

“...” The red-haired beauty beauty was hit back at her core once more, alright, but she shook her head slightly and strongly to brush that away from her stunned mind. With a composed image of an adult woman, she began, “You are finally very close to a City, just a few thousand kilometers still going northward, you will be able to reach it, but if you go fully head-on, you might be able of finding a ‘fun’ little place where you can train your guts, willpower, and decision-making.”

“Beware though, because if you ‘fail’ to do as good as you possibly can…you can even lose your life.” Warned for the last time the Older Sister, but she saw no fear or incertitude of the future in his eyes, only excitement and then confusion. Ciemnosc asked right away after a little bit of pondering, “What place? How do I know which one it is? What if I go past it? Can I get a map? What will I see on my way to the City if I want to go back and play there?”

The red haired with beauty beyond comprehension: ( ´∵｀)

“Ahem, listen to me well…” Then, Older Sister began retelling Ciemnosc of all the little details he asked for, patiently and even challengingly, as if she was really waiting to see if he would hear her out for each possibility. Yet, it only served to leave her defeated at the enthusiasm of the little boy…maybe he really was an interesting boy, what would he be when he grew up, hmm? Hmm…

‘Ughka, what am I thinking…this one was a hell of a break.’ Thought the young red haired woman as she finished explaining and made the little boy repeat all of the contents of her words, she was asking for it as she once again gave herself a little defeating blow to her pride and confidence.

“...” - “...” She then became silent, overly silent. Ciemnosc looked up at her, his head resting on her arm and capable of seeing her full face as she looked up ahead. He very much liked this view eh.

“Are you leaving now?” He asked, his tone pitiful and unwilling but not asking or begging for anything. Looking down for the umpteenth time yet not becoming tired of it nor feeling any pain in her neck, or head, she caressed his head with both hands after standing right in front of him again. But this time, with her body bending over right away to not ‘choke him’ with her mogambo twins.

“I’ll be leaving now. It’s been too long since I separated from my people. Leaving them out of operations and constantly improving is practically equal to being a bad leader. That which I’m not.” Cupping his cheeks, she said and by the end of her words, to the ultimate surprise of Ciemnosc, she closed her lips to plant them directly at his forehead at his glabella.

“...” While he seemed not capable of blushing, his eyes seemed to do the blushing instead as they shone stupidly lots and enthralled the unprepared beauty beauty of sensual, carmine red hair.

“Can I kiss you back?” Asked the greedy boy, who she couldn’t believe was already so good at learning so fast, sigh…

“Mn- mhm.” Nodding and agreeing with her nostrils, she then kneeled before him to not make things even more awkward. Her body leaned forwards a bit, and she closed her eyes without any insecurity, leaving her already vulnerable body from her closed eyes even more defenseless.

“Mwuh.” Ciemnosc didn’t betray her expectations. Her smooth, even beautiful as hell as well - forehead was smooched. His lips were very, very cold but, even then, she couldn’t help feeling very, very powerfully amazed by them. Opening them up, she saw those slightly pale lips and slightly pale skin, their form as they went from protruding outwards to relaxing, which the latter was only halfway in a kissing motion - made her fall into his devilish charm.

“...” - “...” No more words were spoken though, and their pair of eyes connected as she simply, and like a little girl receiving yummy candy, the toy she wanted and a warm hug from daddy and mommy, she smiled up at him while he serenely, coldly yet insanely intimately— somehow —looked back down at her.

Rustle, swoosh.

Standing up, her uniform shirt and pants fluttered for a bit and, just as Ciemnosc was bidding farewell with his eyes, she disappeared from his eyes, directly, as if by a sort of magic trick with special visual effects he has seen in some village kids’ hands whenever their rich parents went to the city from those movies.

‘Next time I see you, I swear,’ Ciemnosc venomously vowed inside his head. ‘You better run run, run; you beauty beauty! You are perfectly a wifey that Mother would surely like to have as a daughter-in-law, hum hum.’

While being all haughty and revengeful, the little boy could be all perceptive and stuffç. But he didn’t notice a pair of curious black-coffee eyes still leering at his back as he had evil, lewd, and uncanny thoughts of herself. Like a pair of eyes being animated in a cartoon, those eyes slowly dissipated as well, once a few more white, gray, dark red, red and some more colored ethereal figures were— of course —destroyed away in soundless ‘puffs’ and merciless plundering of life; existences.

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Let It Rain's Note: Gaddang, this meeting took much more than what it did in my mind.