A Very Tiring Day

"What is the soul? All I can think of it is a word. No cultivator back there had something like... that." Heian Ciemnosc asked as they were on their trip somewhere else. Alyona looked at the ceiling in contemplation before looking at Heian Ciemnosc, her left hand caressing the back of his head and a warm look in her eyes. "My little Heian Ciemnosc, I'll answer this once a little bit. You will have boundless knowledge to claim in the Academy."

Heian Ciemnosc lifted his left eyebrow and became surprised. This Older Sister of his was finally saying something that wasn't ordered, being likable, sexual, or teasing him. Finally, some knowledge from her!

“Have you ever felt… like something within you that you can’t figure out? Or describe it?” Alyona said, immediately popping Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes open as he sharply turned his head towards her. She continued, hiding her amazement at this little boy’s potential. “Ordinarily, one truthfully forms their Soul in the First Step, but that is quite a few realms above the Conflagrate realm.”

“Some manage to form it before that realm, though they do it only in some stages before breaking through. Only some enormously renowned people, such as those known by the honorific ‘Lord’ and the Great Sage, are known to do it in around 2 realms before that realm.” Alyona said, finishing her words, which Heian Ciemnosc didn’t realize until she spoke no more for longer than a minute.

Heian Ciemnosc could only pout, but he felt like knowing his ‘that something’ had made things much easier for him and his future path. He didn’t press any further or appeared to be active anymore and reclined onto the vehicle’s seat without saying a word.

“... By the way,” Alyona spoke as their vehicle slowed. She grabbed the motionless Heian Ciemnosc, who focused on resting on this trip as much as he could. “When you were too injured to remain awake, I had Mei Mei test your blood. She wouldn’t do this with her body and would just research it, but I had to force her to. She didn’t seem bothered anymore. She told me you had a type of devouring art, natural, born with your body.”

“Um, yeah.” Heian Ciemnosc weakly responded, his whole body leaning to Alyona’s as she continued, her right arm semi embracing him lightly as if to give him warmth.

“It’s… unique. And saying that with the world in your mind means a lot, Heian Ciemnosc.” Alyona helped Heian Ciemnosc out of the vehicle after some moments since it had stopped already. Then continued, “Usually, those types of Arts are merely Pseudo-Arts, and are mostly a kind of roleplay for most, specifically in bed matters. But with you, she said that even eating anything you saw, as long as it had nature or pure energy, would benefit you in the most efficient manner. It might not speed up your cultivation enormously, but it… helps with methods that are otherwise impossible in all that exists and there is.”

Stopping in place, with Heian Ciemnosc leaning on the left side of her body, Alyona smoothly looked down at Heian Ciemnosc, who used her left arm as a pillow. His visage was really exhausted. He looked up at her, waiting to hear more from her lips. Smiling slightly and softly, Alyona walked forth with his little bubblegum stuck to her.

“You have a future, kid. Too much good, too many things for you to not do ‘a lot’ and rock the world.” Her words pulled, rubbed, and slightly poked at his heart. Without delay, Heian Ciemnosc softly responded, “I know. Oh.”

Stepping into another module, they soon met 2 men seated around a thin but very long table. On it, several pieces of devices and documents filled the entire table, leaving not a single millimeter of the table seen through or between the paper sheets or the unique devices. They were too busy with such to notice Alyona and Heian Ciemnosc. But as they neared, the men looked at them and stood up, leaving the documents and devices they looked like they would never let go of before.

“Boss!” - “Boss.” The first one to greet Alyona was a middle-aged man, a bit chubby and with dull white hair of a medium length and mushroom appearance. He was enthusiastic and wasn’t afraid of being loud, but Heian Ciemnosc felt a strong sense of manners from him. The second one was a relatively strange-looking humanoid figure, clearly not a Race he knew or heard about. Yet again, he was being left in the unknown anyway.

This second ‘person’ had a bluish-silver body, looking metallic, and a mature, male humanoid face, his only distinctive feature. He also exhibited very strenuous oppression. And every second Heian Ciemnosc felt it, he felt his body about to fall down. Only with Alyona’s little help was he resisting losing consciousness while the person slowly receded such aura.

“My Heian Ciemnosc, I present to you my Manager and Guard Security Elders,” Alyona said as she gestured in the general direction towards them. They bowed to her gesture in respect, and Heian Ciemnosc looked at both of them, imagining the strange person to be the Guard Security Elder and the slightly fatty the Manager Security Elder.”

“This one is Loons. This one is in charge of keeping the Carrier and everyone in my Faction safe and secured,” Alyona said with a wide smile afterwards, leaving Heian Ciemnosc speechless. Of course, she knew what anyone would have thought when things occurred like this. Then, she pointed at the strange person. “This is my Manager, Security Elder, he’s a Perkanai, and his Race is known to be the #1 Race if anyone’s looking for commanders. His name’s Oscilote.”

“Oh, nice to meet you.” Heian Ciemnosc greeted them with a nod, not bothering to bow to the Perkanai who tested him, and he almost his balance to. Alyona added while the 2 men nodded back, “Perkanai is also known to have the best elasticity and agility and are excellent for training in any type of combat. Also requested by many for sexual activities, they aren’t a Sexual Race. It’s their bodies’ resilience that makes them sought after. Their true form is liquefied.”

“Greetings, I am in charge of keeping the resources of the Crismonbreaking Faction always flowing and high,” Oscilote spoke with his robotic-like voice, looking down at Heian Ciemnosc with his aura already gone. Having a much easier time being around, Heian Ciemnosc stood alone and nodded at them again.

Alyona patted his back, giving him strength as she declared, “They will help you become a little nerd. In the future, you will work big, massive operations for the Crimsonbreaking Faction.”

Heian Ciemnosc nodded, and after a few more words of exchange, and with Oscilote locking his gaze on him at all times, he and Alyona left the module and let the men keep going at their high-intensive work to do.

“...” - “...” From then, Heian Ciemnosc was sent back to his bedroom, the trip back there was silent and slightly long, but Heian Ciemnosc enjoyed it. And he, too, hoped she did so too. And, of course, she did. Only she showed none of it while a drowsy Heian Ciemnosc continued to reveal a dumb little smile time and again.

At one moment, Heian Ciemnosc let his body fall face first on her lap. Alyona jolted at once. She could even feel Heian Ciemnosc’s nose rubbing between her thighs as he massaged himself with her uniform’s fabric and warm, perfectly smelling, lovely thighs. Heian Ciemnosc decided to risk it at another moment, moving his head to face the coochie coo without her realizing his evil ideas and heart. Yet, as he did, Alyona lifted her left eyebrow. A minute later, Heian Ciemnosc returned to face the direction of his knees obediently.

“Rest, darling.” As he slowly and actually dozed off, Heian Ciemnosc heard Alyona speak as his right lobule and helix were caressed so tenderly. Feeling at ease, the young boy, growing into a fine young man, closed his eyes and rested.

… Rustle rustle, slide.

Only when he felt his body moved softly and so utterly worriedly, with such care. Heian Ciemnosc woke up to see Alyona out of the car and opening his bedroom door. Looking back at him, she saw him wake up and stand up unattended, some strength found from nowhere in his body as he approached his bedroom door. Thus, also approached her.

“Mn! Oh, you know. Tis’ my room, its doors- door is opened to you at any moment and time, in case you need something; anything.” Finished saying that, Heian Ciemnosc passed by her and limped his way into the bedroom. The door slid to a close behind him, leaving Alyone standing alone outside as he couldn't even undress and felt the urge to rush to the bed right away.

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Rustle~~... rustle, flap.

Heian Ciemnosc went into his bed, the quilt heavy and fresh, yet warming and so relaxing to be under. He felt his body sick, ill, something he never experienced before and never thought he would. But to do something like he did, it was notorious and just right for him to suffer. It was not out of guilt but due to nature.

“Cough, cough cough…” Little, tiniest ants crawled under his skin, each one’s whole movement making a jab that spread over his entire body like a layer of a shadow that traveled and made his everything feel heavier.

After coughing, he looked at the ceiling, his eyes seemingly forming huge bags, drowsiness present in them, but he couldn’t sleep. Not anymore. Time passed, and he was alone in his bedroom, on his bed, and under the quilt that wrapped him and had those ants’ ‘steps’ less unbearable. But outside, Aylona was preoccupied with a frowning face as she remained and waited until he fell unconscious from his pain and exhaustion.

Her head, which leaned on the door, lifted, and her eyes opened fully as she fixedly stared at the door in a particular direction. Nobody that passed by noticed her. They only saw the vehicle, which they thought was forgotten, in front of that punk’s bedroom. Once he was asleep, Alyona separated herself from the door… before it suddenly slid open and closed in just a moment, while Alyona disappeared from the corridor. This time for real.

“...” In the next moment, Alyona found herself in his bed, not just his bedroom, and turned him to face the wall as she lay on the right in the door’s direction. Spooning him with her arms formed a lock with her hands forming a double-fist where his Dantian was. Her eyes closed, and her face closed into his nape. Her lips met his skin as it vibrated, and she heard Heian Ciemnosc’s voice.

“You’re not making this easy.” His voice was even more tired than before, and he seemed to have just awoken. In her head, Alyona thought as she had puppy, scaredy eyes. ‘çDammit kid! How can you be this perceptive?!’.

“Ssh, hush.” She said, planting another 4 kisses on his skin before placing her face against his nape, burying herself in his hair and pale, cold, and fresh skin. Her voice trailed, vibrating around the bedroom in the moment of utmost quietness. “I can’t use my Soul to heal you anymore. Learn how to walk on your own. That way, the Academy will receive you with big, widespread arms and fawning smiles. And when you leave, you’ll do it with their unwillingness to let you go.”

“You remind me so much of my Mother.” Heian Ciemnosc hoarsely said. His hands went to Alyona’s, holding them weakly but making her skin warmer despite his cold and freshness. She nudged her nose onto the center of his nape up and down, nonstop, before echoing out in whispers. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing? If it’s bad. Does that mean you’re a mommy issues baby? And if it’s good, does that mean we were meant to be?”

“Oh, you silly… Nah, it doesn’t matter if… we are, or are not… meant. I don’t care~. I’ll just do whatever I want… Whoever, too.” Heian Ciemnosc’s weary voice was heard again, gaining more nudges from her, but then she smacked her lips, annoyed. “Tsk.”

“Then, even if I want to run away or leave you for others, will you enthrall me?” Alyona asked, and Heian Ciemnosc could feel her teeth as she smiled on his skin. He responded meekly and fatigued. “Yes.”

“If I wanna leave, you’ll just trap me, never allow me to even think about taking half a step away?” Alyona continued to ask, her eyelashes blending with the hair on the back of his head. Heian Ciemnosc once again responded with what he could; in terms of strength, “Yep.”

“If I’m taken awa-” Alyona said. But Heian Ciemnosc then turned his head half-around, and his darkest pools in the universe, all-devouring and lifeless eyes were set on hers with his left hand grabbing both her wrists in a strong clutch which she could still effortlessly struggle away from. Heian Ciemnosc said, his voice so hoarse yet quiet. “I will destroy and devour everything before that can happen!”

“...” Alyona, befuddled, was paralyzed for a good while as Heian Ciemnosc kept his stare on her black-coffee eyes and wrists.

Alyona: U・ﻌ・U (✿❛//U//❛)b

Heian Ciemnosc: （－－；

“Do you need something of me?” Remembering his words from earlier, catching upon them, she said with her eyes growing wide and sparkling so much it made Heian Ciemnosc grin and his eyes soften. He nodded slightly before returning to face the wall and being spooned by his lover. “Mn, smooch me.”

“...” After asking for the divine potion but not receiving anything other than innocent caresses on his tummy, Heian Ciemnosc added without remorse. “If it’s not on the lips, then anywhere else. Come on, it hurts. Oh, aiiiy.”

“...♡” Grinning at his proposal and words, Alyone took his shirt off immediately, revealing his mighty fine yet slender upper back, and started worshipping him. A smooch after smooch, soft, big, and meaty lips after meaty lips. Those whose such beauty and seductive charm that Heian Ciemnosc became lost in everything the first time he saw her. They were all on his back, and unlike any other person would - believing this to be impossible, he simply took it as expected. He saw himself not below her, just currently weak as fuck.

“When should I stop?” Alyona asked, and Heian Ciemnosc responded immediately without batting an eye. “Until I say so.”

Meekly and in return, Alyona resumed showcasing her worship of him. His back became her playground, tracing anything she wanted. His vertebral column, neck, shoulders, shoulder blades, ribs to his sides, and lower back. Anything she saw and took a liking to, which was anything she saw of his back, became tenderized by her lips.

Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t unresponsive. Every kiss called for his breathing sounds to become rigid. It was a tiny moan that only she could hear, which he was unwilling to address. But she continued and continued… and continued.

Eventually, Heian Ciemnosc fell asleep without telling Alyona to stop. This time, he didn’t collapse and lose his consciousness. This time, he fell asleep. But Alyona didn’t stop. She continued kissing his body. To massage his front torso, his arms, his hips, his head, his neck, and occasionally groped his muscles to her heart’s content as if she was making love to his skin.

When he woke up, he would get the unforgettable pleasant surprise that’ll truthfully make his blood boil in that unique and extremely-specific way as soon as he realized what had transpired.

. . .

Next day, Crimsonbreaking Faction’s Carrier. Heian Ciemnosc is now 13 years, 6 months, and 3 days old.

After Alyona brought him to a small dining room and gave him several dozen dishes, he was given a little phone-like device, which only he could use as a member of the Crimsonbreaking Faction and someone with the lowest status. An Auxiliary Soldier. Above that was a Soldier, a raw and simple ‘Soldier’ was the second ‘worse’ position in a Faction. Though it wasn’t really like that.

Navigating with it and by foot because only those in a job or service could use them, and he wasn’t the boss, Heian Ciemnosc arrived t a different hangar from before to meet Vice-chairman Elyor. He didn’t have a token or insignia that made him one of them, he was just an Auxiliary Soldier now, and only those who became Soldiers would be imprinted with a Soul Art to be recognized by anyone with that Soul Art already imprinted on their souls.

Once again, he was left without much information. But Heian Ciemnosc had the inkling that one’s Soul was as indestructible and solid as the Lninks in his body. Because to those who were directly accepted as Soldiers, which were only a few several for every million or so, the Soul Art would be imprinted on their Psychogenic and Dantian Links And from there, when they formed their Soul, it would be transported there instantaneously.

Its effects were basically, for what he was more or less told unwillingly by some others, the same as what he knew as an Identification Token. Only. This imprint on the Soul would be to localize anyone with it. As well as detect their current state. Dying, safe and sound, or in a strange situation, among many other specialties only Heian Ciemnosc is an ignorant to.

Arriving at this hangar, Heian Ciemnosc looked at its closed entrance first and then at the door marking 10:00 am before finally flashing the phone in front of the door. Next, he waited a few minutes before the door slid open, and Vice-chairman Elyor appeared. Surprised, Heian Ciemnosc looked at the Vice-chairman as the latter turned around and did a slight gesture with his left index finger to be followed.

Seeing the Vice-chairman enter, Heian Ciemnosc watched roughly a little longer before stepping in. And immediately, he saw a pretty big hangar with… many spaceships around… Fascinated, he walked for another 3 meters, not noticing the Vice-chairman, who was waiting for him, left behind.

Leaning on a piece of scrap remains from a spaceship that was clearly no longer useful, the Vice-chairman was about to surprise Heian Ciemnosc and wake him up when he sensed an enormous and stupidly gigantic Spirit Sense sweep everywhere… with that kid as its epicenter.

‘Can’t be…’ That was a Spirit Sense those at the peak of the First Step could rival. It was practically impossible for any living being, Creature, Monster, or Preternatural to have such unnaturally Spirit Sense!

‘Chairwoman… what have you picked up?’ Vice chairman Elyor was taken aback, and the light in his eyes got serious as he looked at the young boy’s back. Not even the Great Sage was an exception for such nature, a thing nobody can break apart. One might change laws, create forces, and even life for a few of the fewest. But this… this was against all nature!

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