Arielende Sect
Arriving at the city after 2 months of travel, Ciemnosc looked at the large murals of the city as he slowly made his way to the southern gates of such in the middle of a large queue.
The murals weren’t that thick, but they didn’t seem to need to be as Ciemnosc could see a kind of barely discernible light glow on them. For all that he knew, they might be made out of some special stuff he was completely ignorant of or had done something to them that only the people in charge of the city would know of.
Slowly, as Ciemnosc patiently waited for his turn to come, since the day commenced and it was still dark, early on in the morning. He was finally able to be in front of the gates. Compared to the 20 meters tall murals or so, these grates were only about 7 or so meters tall but had a total width of almost 50 meters. One could only guess what kind of use would such a design be useful for.
They were made out of simple stone bricks, it seemed. And the durability they showed wasn’t anything ordinary could make use of. Only a person who has cultivated, a cultivator, could sense this kind of sensation from these murals.
“Hey, you. The fee is 5 pieces of gold. Hurry it up, kid.” There were 2 guards in charge of screening the people and collecting the fore of their entrance, who now approached Ciemnosc who seemed to be drooling while twisting his neck backwards and so on to many other sides. The guard who spoke to him was on Ciemnosc left while the other guard seemed a bit busy giving signs to the guards further up ahead from the gates and right into the city.
“Err, I a- uh…” Ciemnosc didn’t even know what currency was being used in his village, due to his Sister keeping all the money, partly because she touched the silvery and bronzy coins and because she earned that money with her own hard work.
“Are you an idiot or what, country bumpkin? Ahh?!” The guard on Ciemnosc’s left said, his face growing ugly behind that helmet before suddenly turning kinda calm, “Look kid, if you don’t even have yellow, I recommend you go to a town and work there, all kinds of work can be done, and it will be many times better than in your village, now piss o-”
Shussh- clank.
The other guard who was on Ciemnosc’s right suddenly stopped the other guard, interrupting him without a care with a fierce, ruthless glare and with their armored wrists making noisy sounds before facing Ciemnosc, his countenance changing to that of subservience and of one who knew their place.
“Sir, I apologize for not recognizing you earlier,” the guard showed in his left hand a blue stone with a design similar to that of a starfish facing skywards. It glowed when it faced Ciemnosc just a little bit, the guard on the right continued with a light, obedient tone without Ciemnosc needing to even do anything at all.
‘Shit, he’s a cultivator!’ The other guard left while the guard on the right spoke, “Please excuse us. We’ll let you kill this man however you want, sir. We would even like to be the ones doing it for you so that your hands won’t be stained by filth. Sir, please come in freely, and without any cost. We’ll have the president’s servants guide you to a luxurious hotel, please. How would you like to deal with this scum?”
“Aaah… err, I um- can I get in or not?” Ciemnosc was baffled at the ‘nice and soft’ tone from the guards and, hearing his words, both guards looked at one another with the top of their ordinary helmets almost kissing each other. The guard on the right smiled knowingly, while the guard that was ‘at fault’ understood that he just won a lottery that the lottery of money couldn’t compare and saved his fucking life!
“Of course, over here, please sir.” The guard with the ‘magical’ stone said, making way for Ciemnosc and introducing him to a pair of dull, light brown robed cuties that were about twice his age…with furry ears?
“Ah, sir. This must be sir’s first time seeing someone from another race, right? These are from the Beast Race, a mostly anthropomorphic race,” the guard with the stone suddenly got closed in on Ciemnosc, who secretly tensed his body. The guard’s voice baffling a Ciemnosc, who is glad to have slightly pale skin that doesn’t blush, “There’s nothing wrong in the intercourse of any race, only if one is a sick human being can they become a hindrance, only us human get those ailments after all, heheh.”
“Ahem, thank you.” Ciemnosc the Polite said before being lightly patted on his back and ‘pushed’ to meet his new guides. Seeing Ciemnosc walk away with a beauty on each side of his, the guard with the stone finally let his face ‘relax’ as he contorted with pain. The other guard saw that his entire arm was wobbly and said worriedly, “Will you be okay?”
“...” - “...” The only thing that the guard with his arm broken did was to glare at the other guard, the other guard glaring back helplessly…
“...Sir, what is your name? Are you looking for something specific?” On his right, a young woman with creamy-goldish skin asked Ciemnosc, her tiny cow ears fluttering and her tail accidentally brushing against the back of his right hand.
“Umm, are there any…’organizations’ around?” Ciemnosc didn’t even know what exactly he was looking for, having heard such ‘trendy’ words from everyone he met. Though he also seemed to meet very ‘special’ people since he left the village and even within the village itself.
“Oh, sir is looking to join an organization? Cool! Um, there is none at the moment though.” The kitty on his left with black, short hair said, her feline tail poking Ciemnosc’s left elbow, making him pout and blink from time to time. ‘Harlots! Only Older Sister deserves my virginity.’
While Ciemnosc thought purely and like a saint, in his mind, the young women at his sides exchanged glances before becoming bored, the half-cow saying with a respectful smile though. “Sir, when there is a new- no, whenever there is news of any organization coming to recruit, we’ll tell you, how about it? Ah? Are you looking for ‘some’ in specific as well?”
“Err no, just looking for a place to settle and cultivate.” Ciemnosc blandly said,.Cutely and sweetly which made the young women feel like spoiling this little brother. A pity they couldn’t do it with all that they had though, and the sight of these 2 beauties squirming around and teaching the ropes to becoming an old driver early on in his life was bound to be nose-blood inducing.
“Alright, sir, we’ve arrived. Here you will stay for the time being, if you have any doubts, you can go ahead and ask anyone inside or ask for us. We’ll be all yours during your stay in the Warmlord City.” The half-cow beauty said she was chestless though, while the kitty had a pair of perky buttocks at least. The kitty nodded at him and added, her tone overly ‘friendly’.
“Don’t dare be shy with us, ‘master’, we would really do anything for you…even if you just like watching, prrr~.”
“G-gugu-gulp! An…okay.” Cutely and sweetly, more than ever, Ciemnosc said after gulping down with such difficulty. All while trying to calm down the fierceness that incited to rush at his lower brain and take its turn to become lively daily.
“Hehe, so cute, sir~.” - “Mhm, go ahead sir, remember our names. I am Aola and this little pussy is Samina. Take care~~.” With hearts in her eyes, the kitty spoke first, followed by the ambiguous half-cow speaking with her desires out.
“Mn, goodbye. Not Little Sisters, I’ll remember your names. Byee~.” Ciemnosc said, walking into the 50 meters tall hotel with golden lights coming out from each window with their lights turned on. The building’s walls were dark-yellow colored, and their windows had a yellowish touch as well, but not that apparent.
‘Meh.’ Rated Ciemnosc who stepped into the reception of the hotel, a few cars going ‘vroom’ behind him but to which he didn’t give any thought. Each time he saw them, they would expel a strong and lasting dark smoke all the way into the sky, but at an incredibly slow speed, and that made him feel repugnant.
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He was aware that such was visible for non-cultivators, but only when it came out of the ‘little tubes’. They just couldn’t see how they all smiled, ate stuff, drank stuff, and even kissed with that black smoke rushing into their pores. And Ciemnosc was also sure that any other cultivator was capable of seeing the very same things.
Besides, those cars all seemed to be malfunctioning, having a grayed out paint and wobbling about even when moving through very well paved streets or parking lots, which Ciemnosc came to know when he walked closer and closer to the area where the hotel he just entered was.
‘Woaah.’ Entering into the building, he found himself entering a shiny place with black and darkish yellow on the floor, mild yellow on the walls and the ceiling, and lighting that came from the electricity itself. It wasn’t that luxurious, but the visuals were genuinely good, though they were probably not costly in the first place but…it was eh, alright and fine.
“Welcome sir to the one and only Golden Warm Hotel in the Warmlord City, what can I help you with?” A cute lady and a silent, handsome young man received Ciemnosc behind the reception desk. He was wearing ordinary clothes that were made out of a fabric they couldn’t tell which animal or ‘thing of nature’ it came from,. But it seemed really neat despite the dirt and dust on it.
“Oh, hi. Yes, so I don’t have any money, you know?” Ciemnosc’s head cutely and sweetly asked, melting the young woman’s heart to no end and making the silent young man jealous deep inside his manly self.
“Oh, sweety, you don’t have to worry. All cultivators get all ‘services’ free in case they don’t have anything to pay them with for the first 6 days. From then on, they have to start paying for food and services other than lodging if they want to have such. But there are many things in which a cultivator can gain money in Warmlord. Would you by any chance be carrying valuable stuff in that bag of yours? If you’d like to show us, we can appraise it for you.”
“Uuuh…” Ciemnosc was dazed by this big sister’s beautiful and nice image. He couldn’t answer her right away to her question. Hence she added in a sweet tone of hers. “Don’t worry, we’ll do it evenly and properly. Though we are a little city and have a few and slightly weak cultivators protecting it, our pride and respect for the cultivation world are as high as the clouds, hehehe.”
“Mn, okay big sis, please appraise my stuff.” Fortunate that she heard those words come from an already cute looking kid in a sweet and cuter tone and not from a magnetic voice, the young woman tried helping Ciemnosc put his bag on the desk, only to find her back in danger of breaking. Letting go of it quickly, he let Ciemnosc place his bag on the desk and slowly unwrap it.
Clank- clank, clannnnk~, fwop fwop fwop…
Instantly, while some herbs and plants fell on the floor on both sides of the desk and on top of the desk without a sound, many little pearls and large pieces of well kept and wrapped up meat fell all around. If the amount of such wasn’t enough to give the clerks at work a rounding shocking surprise, then the quality and type of item from these things did it all to almost give them madness.
“Gaaasp~!!” The young man sharply breathed in while picking up a ‘pearl’ in his right hand, “You managed to get a- no, to extract immature Spirit Heart-Links?!”
“Spirit Hweart, Link?” Ciemnosc confusedly asked the young woman’s eyes that had gone bigger than saucers recomposed themselves and her very own self before explaining to Ciemnosc, who was almost her own height, her tone soft and patient. “Yes, mhm, it is Spirit Heart-Link. Whenever a Creature is killed, their Spirit Heart-Links can be extracted, but only if instantly killed, as they all melt into their blood and bones, which only make their bodies tastier and their fur or hide shinier.”
“Oh,” it was the truth. Ciemnosc could confirm such a change in taste and the difference in their hide taking longer to get ugly without maintenance, which he didn’t have a clue in how to deal with. The young woman continued, “These are immature Spirit Heart-Links, ‘Spirit Hearts’ or ‘Heartlinks’ for short. Don’t be shy to use these terms, hehe.”
After ruffling through the cute and sweet tall, little boy’s attractive pitch dark hair, she continued yet again. “These are for the Creatures who are too weak considering their own race, sub-race, type, and Bloodline. In this case, each of these Spirit Heart-Links is intact, and they seem to be from even the Spiritual Condensation Realm.”
Her eyes seemed to be burning as they locked Ciemnosc’s body, he felt violated many times over as his bad brain tried to meet up in resistance, but Ciemnosc the Brave endured. “Yes, I’m at the Spiritual Condensation Ream”
“My, my. I saw you coming in with the guidance of Aola and Samina. I’ll make sure to let them have these sold at the best price for you…if you’d like?” Joining her elbows together, her perky but small tits became a delicacy for Ciemnosc and the young man’s eyes, who became even more jealous of the little boy.
“Will there be a fee?” Asked Ciemnosc, the young lady covered her upper lip with her lower lip and nodded, “That will be 2% for the hotel, and if you want to give some for the ladies…6%?”
“Mmn, okay.” Ciemnosc nodded and agreed, revealing his resourceful and magnanimous heart, a pity that he didn’t have the ‘guts’ to fuck their brains out, or so did them harlots thought.
“As for these pieces of flesh, hmm, yup, I don’t even need to open them to know they are the top quality of the Spiritual Ligament Realm and the early stages of the Spiritual Condensation Realm. They are many times less valuable but still sold at a high price, higher than any other animal in Warmlord City and any other small city of such a level, I could sell most of them and keep a few for you to eat for free? The fee will be included along with anything else if you sell it all at once, courtesy of the house.”
“Mhm, just sell everything here and take the fee,” Ciemnosc said. He was fine with it since he kept the flora he liked the most in his other smaller bags, which the young woman and young man cleverly asked nothing about but still thought about for a bit.
“Very well then,” the young woman smiled, narrowed her eyes, and was about to start calculating everything when she looked at the young man beside him. “Ah, he’s new so I’ll be moving all these things on my own, we’ll have the money ready for you sweet early at noon, most shops would be closed by the time I’ve finished calculating everything here and besides, for such a huge sum of products being sold for one of our guests, I have to report to my boss.”
“Mhm, okay big sis, leave it to you.” After knowing how high someone in the ‘early’ stages of the Spiritual Condensation Realm was being treated, not daring to imagine how dumb they’ll go should they know he was close to breaking through the unknown— for him —4th Realm, Ciemnosc nodded at the pretty young woman and grabbed a card that said ‘VIP 03’.
“Over here sir, please.” An old man, slender and elegant with a monocle on his left eye and a pointy, short white beard gestured to Ciemnosc, who then stepped side by side with the old man into an elevator… Before coming out of it and walking up the marvelous stairs; Ciemnosc didn’t like elevators, he just found out about it himself.
As for the old man, he was in the 5th stage of the Spiritual Ligament Realm. He can’t bitch about it.
Meanwhile, still behind the reception desk, after letting the young man on his first day have a rest and not sweat anymore at the surprise after having passed his trial with ‘extra grades’…though he wasn’t that good at his job and the young woman wondered why he got such scores. The young woman was busy at work, without mistake, in calculating every single little item that Ciemnosc brought out when…
“...” Having fallen silent, the young man stood right behind the young woman. He then lowered his pants and revealed his virile member, letting the young woman smell something going on and ‘it’ itself, but only for a few seconds as he planned well enough before acting. Directly lowering her long skirt, parting her rosy-white lingerie with transparent floral designs to the side, and entering her womanhood directly - no foreplay nor questions made.
“AAH~~... Erk! Why- you- what are you doing! You’re just on your first day- how can yo-...aanh, anggh~. Aaah~~!” She began getting banged, her buttcheeks clenching with ardor, enjoying every fuck she was granted and her clamping meaty walls getting that young man’s member full of ‘cheering up’.
“Wear it,” the young man took something from a drawer, her drawer, and shoved it right in front of her face, his hips never fucking the shit out of her labia. “If you don’t, I’ll stop fucking you.”
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap…slap slap slap slap!
The young woman didn’t even hesitate, she anxiously, hurriedly grabbed her wedding ring which shined with a name that clearly differed from the one on the young man’s chest label. She put it on and, with it on her right ring finger, she spread her cheeks for him to see her all and everything - all at once.
Slap, smack, slap slap slap slap!
Doing his best, the young man kept fucking her, his hips making ripples from that ass, his whole body sweaty while her body sweated instead for the sake of assaulting the virile young man’s instinct and member with her pheromones to keep him pleasing her; just as she pleased his member back.
“Eh?! Oh- u uh, oh…boss.” Doing her all to spread her cheeks and keep her moans to herself so as to not invite a gangbang upon herself, the young woman didn’t notice until a fat, an elegantly suit-dressed man with a larger-than-most - monocle on his right eyes arrived before the reception.
“Ah, ahha aah ah aah~, I was going to rep-report the-” Her boss stopped her from continuing on speaking with his left hand caressing her right cheek and the whole right side of her face, “I can see it myself… Hmm, come later to my office.”
Seeing the light in his eyes as he looked at her lips and his left thumb probed them slightly, knowing what it was all about, the corners of her lips salivated as her face became sweaty and sexy, her boss nodding in satisfaction at her training going so well. Well, she began it herself, so.
After he went on and walked, the young woman seemed to revel in her memories while…while her mouth salivated large amounts.
“Careful, you might stain a herb with your saliva.” Those words were the only reason she no longer bent her eating body fully and twisted her waist, kissing the young man’s lips as if he was her husband.
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Let It Rain's Note: Hmm...that's an interesting title, oh well. PD: I clarified this in my previous work, in the preface but not in this one. I abhor Netorare; am not a closet cuckold and not even borderline netorare will ever be present.