The War Is Over, Congratulations

Heian Ciemnosc woke up in a light blue room. It was new, and he had never been there, but he immediately realized he was inside his Master's abode. He had always stayed in the empty blackness, cultivating, practicing, and training. Now that he was waking up in this place, he figured this was nothing but a room his Master must've created for him to stay in. Although Heian Ciemnosc didn't know how much time he had spent unconscious this time, he had one thing clear...

His cultivation base dramatically dropped! He was now at the Ashes Soul realm 1st stage without any dark Power Energy in his body, and his dark ashes were missing too! But they were slowly condensing. However, its speed was tremendously slow. It might take him a couple months before fully recuperating. He looked around for one second before his Master's figure suddenly teleported to his left. He was under the bedsheets and with 3 comfortable, soft pillows under his head.

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“How are you feeling?” Lady Calisneia asked him as soon as she came into the bedroom. Her aged left arm extended, her left, delicate hand pressed on his forehead as Heian Ciemnosc sleepily blinked and looked at his Master. After a few seconds, he said with a tired voice and a hurting chest, “I think the fact I can still wake up is good enough? And that anyone else would’ve directly perished if they accomplished what I did.”

“You’re aware,” Lady Calisneia said with some discomfort and anger. Heian Ciemnosc kept quiet and said nothing more. He had never been sick, but he was now experimenting with what he heard civilians or citizens explain they experienced when growing sick. He coughed a little, and Lady Calisneia sent some sort of energy into his head. It eased up all those symptoms at once.

“If I wasn’t here to help you when you lost your mind, what do you think would have happened?” Lady Calisneia muttered lowly, slightly berating this disciple of hers. Heian Ciemnosc went into a rebellious and fearlessly shrugged his shoulders. Looking up at his Master’s aged face, he said, “Actually, it doesn’t matter. I know nobody can help me heal these kinds of injuries. Those who try are hurt instead.”

“...” Lady Calisneia didn’t know what to say and poured some more of that exquisite energy into Heian Ciemnosc’s forehead. Her hand rubbed a little more before retracting. She looked down at her disciple and slowly commented. “What was that fire? It was never before seen. There are records of everything in the world. Nothing can escape the eyes of knowledge. Can you show it to me?”

“I- I can’t,” Heian Ciemnosc said. He suddenly looked agitated, and his eyes darted to the ceiling, left and right, before gazing at his Master’s aged face again. Her duller, dimmed-out golden eyes were slightly confused as a little frown showed on her eyebrows. “It hurts a lot whenever I try to pull it out of my body. Or at all. Haakh.”

Heian Ciemnosc pained as he writhed under the bedsheets. The pain only seemed to increase even after he stopped trying to pull on it, his entire body as if it had been bruised all over and cruelly hit again. The way he moved was disquieting. He even twisted his back and arched his body up. It was so much pain it didn’t even let him make a sound if he wanted to. Lady Calisneia immediately shouted. “Then stop doing it!”

Rustle, rustle-... …

Heian Ciemnosc couldn’t speak anymore as he continued writhing in pain. Lady Calisneia didn’t know how to help him, so she could only hold him by the trapezius muscles against the bed, hoping he would soon stop reacting with such pain. Heian Ciemnosc was practically mobilized by her fair and delicate hands. He could barely move an eyelid as his Master held him. Finally, after a couple minutes, the pain stopped, and he sighed in relief several times without a breath.

“Sorry, Master, I… huu… I couldn’t stop feeling the pain even after I no longer pulled… You will have to inspect me to see it, and my… my Soul hurts a lot, too.” Heian Ciemnosc said, his tone clearly gloating over, no longer feeling pain as if that was a matter worthy of celebration. Lady Calisneia lifted her hands and cupped his pale face, tilting her head to the left and covering some of the bedroom’s lighting as she sighed and slightly shook her head. “Ah- hiishh. You will repose for a good while, no practicing or training. Accompany me every day to cultivate. I will teach you more about the Soul-exalting Old World parchment, and maybe you can also help me comprehend things I couldn’t see when it was my turn.”

“In this Covert Space bag are your rewards from the war. The bag is also yours, the Academy’s courtesy. There are recordings inside of the classes you’ve missed. You’re already in your third year. There are a few people outside waiting for you to wake up. I even had to imprison one of them so they wouldn’t harm themselves trying to help you and accomplish nothing in the end.” Lady Calisneia said, passing him a Covert Space bag, different from the ones he had.

“!!” Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes widened like a child, not knowing he was about to become a spoiled kid. It was a Supreme Covert Space bag!! This one was many times larger than a whole stack of Inferior grade Covert Space bags. The Academy was spoiling him! Heian Ciemnosc took the bag and looked at his Master. His Master was also spoiling him! Without a doubt, he said as he took the bag and looked into it.

“Thank you, Master, how many th- oh, wow…”

“Hmf~,” Lad Calisneia showed a proud and satisfied grin on her aged lips as she looked at Heian Ciemnosc’s amazement. He was unbeknownst to it. But it was understood Heian Ciemnosc didn’t realize his Master’s gentler side. He was busy checking the 100,000 Supreme Powerful Stones in the bag, the certificate to participate in the subsequent year’s end examinations to become a Leading Student, and so many more resources that were even helpful for concocting, forging, and breeding Second Step pills, equipment, and Fauna.

“Master,” Heian Ciemnosc wanted to say something, his Master’s grin had disappeared, and he looked so damn adorable with those widened darkest eyes to die for. Lady Calisneia brushed his pitchest-blackest hair with her hands before pulling his ears a little. She interrupted him and spoke to him with an undeniable tone, “You won’t go out until you break into the Spirit Formation realm. Even if it’s next year, I won’t let you wander around anymore… You’ve matured.”

“From now on, cultivate beside whenever it is not time to help your Junior Apprentice Sister break into the Fifth Step. Or with your team’s elites. When training, practicing, cultivating, or even meditating, you’ll do so under my supervision until I can be sure you’re no longer in danger and no secondary effects are hidden in your body. Even if I can see through most of you, there are parts of your being I cannot fathom. Understood?”

“Yes, Master,” Heian Ciemnosc obediently nodded and coughed a little more. Lady Calisneia, who was just stepping forwards, stopped her very first motion and turned her head to the right below. Her right hand moved, and she pinched Heian Ciemnosc’s chin before slowly rubbing the left side of his jaw, easing his pain once again before leaving. Heian Ciemnosc could swear to see a rare golden luster in her eyes just then but ignored it right after, thinking he was delusional from his injuries and ill state.

‘... Master…’ After Lady Calisneia left and Heian Ciemnosc looked around his new bedroom, he fell into deep thought, feeling depressed.

… A few hours later, having gained enough strength to walk around. Heian Ciemnosc placed his new Supreme Covert Space bag at his waist after dropping a bit of his dark blood on it. Instantly recognizing him, Heian Ciemnosc felt gladdened as he stepped outside his bedroom. Just then, he didn’t hear footsteps or sense them. He wasn’t aware that his Spirit Senses were null and his ordinary ones basically gone and that he was relying on the former.

“Munch, munch… hm? Ah!” Milyy, who was in her pajamas and holding a cone, rosy popsicle with a lower yellow skirt and devouring it with her little, sharp fangs, opened her eyes and mouth wide before exclaiming as he saw the pale, mighty handsome, and taller Heian Ciemnosc standing on the door’s entrance next to her bedroom!

“...?!” Heian Ciemnosc suddenly felt strange. He calculated one by one and realized his senses were null and that he was next to Milyy! But as he became a doofus, Milyy didn’t give him time to respond as she lunged towards him, even throwing her delicious, precious treasure away and letting it dissolve in the empty blackness.

“Yaaaaay! You’re awake!” Milyy hugged his shoulders, then his back, and finally his nape. As the nooks of her arms pressed on his nape, their bodies so close she felt each fiber of his torso, biceps, and collarbone compared to her slender-looking body. As her head went over his left shoulder, her under chin against the side of his neck, and closed her eyes, she unhesitatingly wrapped her legs around the back of his ribs and sides of his back.

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Her lower body was just pressing above his pelvis. She was still not as tall as Heian Ciemnosc and was like a monkey attached to her mommy. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t doubt embracing her back, feeling still as cold and fresh as always but now understanding her emotions through his skin and the rest of his body. It was a brand-new sensation. His eyes also closed, and as he relaxed in this way-too–intimate hug, she softly muttered under her breath, his ears ringing along her every word.

“It’s so good you’re finally awake, and alright, and safe and sound, and…” Milyy went quiet. Her overextended words were replaced by her sighing. She was like a doggy sleeping as its owner caressed their nape, forehead, and back. Heian Ciemnosc patted her vertebral column a little. But after a little while, she started writhing and giggling. Her spine was really easy to touch, and it was no wonder she felt ticklish.

Rustle… Milyy came down Heian Ciemnosc’s torso, rubbing a little downwards before setting her cutely pajama-covered feet back on the empty black floor. She smiled at him with her turquoise and hot pink mixed eyes narrowed. She stood before him and waited for him to say or do something, but Heian Ciemnosc just looked at her.

“Come here,” Heian Ciemnosc said as Milyy, about to pout, returned to his arms in a regular embrace. Her right ear against his chest, she felt his body again and seemed refreshed. After a few minutes, they separated, and she looked up at him, relieved and at ease. “Junior Apprentice Brother, from now on, just follow me, and I’ll bring you fortuitous encounters. Just cultivate and become better, alright?”

“Mn…” Heian Ciemnosc slightly grinned and watched Milyy walk into her bedroom after waving him goodbye. However, in his mind, other thoughts were churning. ‘Why do you keep calling me ‘Junior’ when your mother sees me as the Senior? Sigh…’

Ignoring the young girl’s delusions, Heian Ciemnosc walked towards the empty blackness. He thought about other guests in his Master’s abode and quickly found himself walking into a small kitchen with only drinking glasses hanging everywhere and in their cabinets. Heian Ciemnosc walked up to the red haired, biggest-chested beauty in the world and tapped her back with a gentle smile on his lips.

“Uh- ah?” Alyona woke up in a daze, her sleepy eyes still worried as she showed anxiousness to ask about something. She smelled slightly funny, and Heian Ciemnosc found the scent to be relatively enticing, too. Her senses weren’t off. Simply put, she was caught off guard by a different hand other than Lady Calisneia touching her back to wake her up. However, seeing who it was, she stood up, her black-coffee eyes dilating before hugging her husband’s neck.

“Heian Ciemnosc!” Her voice was deep and low, softly calling out his name as they sat on the seats around the kitchen table and held each other’s hands. Alyona tightly locked her hands with his, and Heian Ciemnosc let her do as she wished. He looked at her, up and down, and couldn’t help but praise himself. He would definitely make Mommy proud, no longer contain infertility in his sperm, and get many children with Alyona!

“What is it? Oh. I had thought I would see your face first after waking up.” Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t being superficial or egoistical. He would also leave everything behind if he got news his wife was hurt and entered into a coma. It was more or less understandable for him since he was still in the Mortal Step, but Alyona was already at the peak of the Third Step. That wasn’t something that could happen.

“I know. I endured for 19 days, 20 hours, and 40 seconds before I tried helping you wake up. Your senses were gone, and your Soul was disrupted. I could barely feel your blood flow. Even now, I can sense it is slower than an ordinary civilian’s.” Alyona said, her brows slightly furrowed intoxicatingly as she lowered her head, her eyes worried and embarrassed. Heian Ciemnosc’s face somewhat changed, and he asked with a deep tone, “Did I hurt you again?”

“No, only made me feel pain. My Soul is as perfectly okay as before. Her Excellency dispelled any possible harm to my body…” Alyona shook her head, obediently laying everything on the table as they recounted their experiences. Alyona marveled at Heian Ciemnosc with talks about space battles. She also became his #1 fangirl as he expressed his adventures in the war, not excluding violating Sakura into growing addicted to his body and self.

All she cared about was hearing about him. Although the descriptions of his sexual endeavors put a smirk on her knowing face, she quietly listened to him speak as he did when it was her turn. When they were finalizing. At last, they came to the end of his adventures, and she became solemn and intrigued.

“What do you think that was? It severely hurt you. Even Her Excellency couldn’t help you at all.” Alyona said. Heian Ciemnosc looked at her and shook his head. Heian Ciemnosc simply explained to her what he could and what he believed as he did with his Master. Alyona shook her head lightly and stood up. Helping him stand up, she put her pelvis, crotch, and lower stomach against his front and embraced his neck, her wrists against his skin.

“In public, just say it is a new Art from the Academy. That your Master and the Academy were experimenting with and finally found the results with you as the medium. As for that terrifying sea of flames, it has nothing to do with you. It was a failed battle array formation that turned for the worse and nothing more. Hear me?” Alyona spoke to him without the intention of being stopped.

“Oh, I see… I will do as my wife says,” Heian Ciemnosc became startled by her demeanor but nodded and acquiesced anyway. He waited for her to finish as her eyes twinkled with profound praise and pride. “The Academy has decided to entitle you as a Genius and conferred to the teachings of a Supreme Art, the mix of Arts between the Academy and your Master. Do you get it? Understand, my husband?”

“Mn, I do, my wife.” Heian Ciemnosc answered with a nod and a comforting tilt of his head to the left. This left Alyone breathless for a good while before she closed her eyes tight and pecked him. Her mouth pressed hard against his, all her love pushed into him, trying to heal his pain and take some comfort and satisfaction in return. Her little nostrils blew, relishing little moans before separating. Their innocent kiss making their hearts burn and beat like a sun and a terrifying Fauna stampede.

“By the way, where is my other wife?” Heian Ciemnosc asked after pressing their forehead together and ‘dancing’ by making circles on the spot for a few minutes, their hands grabbing and caressing each other’s arms up and down. Alyona looked at him beautifully and spoke. Her words were gentle. “She got bored and went around your Master’s abode, created a few gardens, and started rearing some small animals for Milyy and large ones for Milly’s stomach.”

“Hmf, that does sound like Hong Mei,” Heian Ciemnosc grinned as he grabbed her waist and pulled her into him again. Alyona didn’t resist for an instant, letting her magumbos rest on his chest, shoulder, and neck all at once from how damnably ginormous they were. Alyona looked at him with mesmerized eyes as she softly muttered, her hands rubbing the upper sides of his back. “Go to her now. I know you’re tired. You still have to talk to me about this little kitten hidden here. Bring her to your new bedroom when you’re done being all mellow without my consent and on my back.”

“Hmmf~,” Heian Ciemnosc blew from his nostrils at her words. Her eyes shone and trembled by the end of her speech as Heian Ciemnosc knowingly grinned from ear to ear and nodded, thumping her heart with his very bad mental powers. Then, with a hoarse and quiet tone, he hushed his words onto her face. “I still have a few little images kept in my mind. Wait for me in the bed, alright?”

“Mn!” Alyona’s eyes shone even brighter. She smooched his nose with puckered lips and spoke before turning around and heading to his bedroom. “The war’s over. Just a few days after you collapsed, the Second Step experts of the Academy interfered and destroyed every enemy at the same Step. It’s your fault that millions of students fell into a frenzy to defeat the enemy, you know?”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc watched her back disappear in the dark as she continued walking excitedly. After a few more seconds, his gaze softened, and he slightly tilted his head downwards to the left. He walked in another direction with his wife, Hong Mei’s, face in his mind and heart.

Step, step, step- dash~. Tip- top tep- tap~. Whoosh~, drizzle, pitter-patter, pitter-patter. Cruuhk, crsh, crsh, draag~. Pat, pat, pat, pat.

… After a minute, Heian Ciemnosc found himself in what was previously an empty spot of blackness with endless flooring. Currently, it only had dirt, sand, and other unique substances, with gardens flourishing everywhere. It looked like she had just started as this plot of land was desolate except for the small garden she was now working with. She was enthusiastic. Her tall body bent, flew, and hurried with small steps here and there.

Her hands flashed nonstop as she took several items in and out of her Covert Space bags. Heian Ciemnosc wasn’t clear whether she had noticed him already or not. His senses had all become too dull.

Walking behind her, Heian Ciemnosc pressed his body when she spent more than 1 minute with her back bent and her bum aiming at him, enticing him into unexemplary behavior. Heian Ciemnosc slowly slid his hands from the sides of her body to her stomach, encroaching on her slender, lithe Earth Elf body as she stood up immediately. Gasping, she looked back and melted in his arm, unable to get herself off of him even though she could with a simple swipe of her fingers.

“Ah! Gasp, Heian Ciemnosc… y-you’re awake.” Hong Mei appeared as delicate as always, hurling Heian Ciemnosc with sweetness as she smiled and looked down. He couldn’t resist and lightly tapped his lips on her nape. Her vertebral column left with a smallish trace of saliva as he separated his lips from her skin, her brown-green eyes dangerously narrowed as she turned around, cupped his face, and slightly lowered her head to engage him in a passionate, wanton kiss as he slowly pushed her down.

From standing, he brought her to the ground. Hong Mei’s clothes dissipated into the dirt as she opened wide, spreading her legs with relish and freeness as he entered fully, their mouths never separating and their bodies dry, but the entrance was smoothly done. And with the continuous stampede of his loving body into her was without obstruction. At least not any that could stop him.

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