Immediate Rest Needed

"Wow, so many images," Alyona said as she lay in bed with Heian Ciemnosc on the left side, she on the right side, and a weakened and limp Hong Mei in the middle. They were all naked under the bedsheets as Alyona's mountainous beauties popped out of them. Hong Mei rested with her right cheek against them. Hong Mei’s eyes were closed as she enjoyed the sound of their voices. Heian Ciemnosc was facing the ceiling, leaning her back towards him. Alyona's eyes flashed as she received Heian Ciemnosc's images in her mind, her ginormous body erecting from arousal.

“Yeah, you asked for it,” Heian Ciemnosc said, turning his head to this magnificent red-haired beauty, letting himself dumbfounded by the sight of her face and cushioned breasts. Alyona calmly and slightly nodded before placing her right hand on his left cheek, “Mn, I know. Thank you.”

Feeling her heartfelt words, Heian Ciemnosc grew silent and praised his wife before nudging his cheek against her palm. Alyona narrowed her eyes and continued staring at his darkest eyes with her black-coffee ones, showering him with emotion. After a little while, she finally spoke and looked at the ceiling. Heian Ciemnosc’s right hand intertwined fingers with her over Hong Mei as she kept sleeping on Alyona’s breasts.

“That little kitty, the one that is even stronger than me,” Alyona‘s lips beautifully moved as she stared into the empty black ceiling. Heian Ciemnosc nodded, “Mn, that good girl.”

“Good girl? Heh,” knowing their words, Alyona looked back down at him and revealed a rare, slight smile, her eyes trolling Heian Ciemnosc and teasing and urging him to speak. Heian Ciemnosc looked at those eyes, and, firstly, he felt compelled to do as his wifey wanted him to do. Secondly, he could see the unhindered desire in his wife’s eyes. Thirdly, she looked damn adorable, being the intrigued cuckquean she is.

“I know. Milyy has her own life and path. She doesn’t need me and is my Master’ adopted daughter. I won’t be chasing after her unless she wants me to…” Heian Ciemnosc spoke with due honesty, his words surprising Alyon as she caressed Hong Mei’s left thigh, which the latter just put over Alyona’s knees. He continued, with a soft tone, as if reminiscing the last few activities he went through with her. “She’s a rather special kitten. And like me, Master cannot figure out her origins. She even believes Milyy to be out of… this Universal Lands… or beyond.”

“Beyond? Like what? What can there be but Universal Lands?” Alyona directly asked, her eyes showing not confusion but surprise and intrigue. Heian Ciemnosc looked at her, rubbed her cheek with his right-handed index finger’s back, and humbly commented. “Imagination.”

“Hmm.” Muttered Alyona as she closed her eyes and traced her lips with his finger. Opening them, she nibbled on a piece of his flesh as if trying to tenderize it before taking a chomp on it. But at this moment, Hong Mei moved a little, slapping her sweet flat bottom on Heian Ciemnosc’s manhood as she dreamily muttered. “Mnn, baby… Lord Husband baby…”

“Hmf~,” Heian Ciemnosc blew from his nostrils before embracing his little earth elf, 2.011 meters tall from the back. His body was now sideways and with his head behind hers, but he could already see a tender, stiff cherry almost pushed against the pillow by her head. Looking up at the cherry’s owner, Heian Ciemnosc saw a helpless Alyona. Hong Mei’s voice rang again, “Mmm… baby Big Sister…”

Helplessly shaking her head, Alyona moved her arms to embrace Hong Mei and her husband’s heads. The moment she had her face in front of Heian Ciemnosc’s and her chin rested atop Hong Mei’s head, she felt her right nipple suckled in and even somewhat chewed before everything went still. Heian Ciemnosc and Alyona looked at each other, Alyona with her face shocketh and Heian Ciemnosc with a casual, quiestioning expression.

“Plahhh!” Hong Mei let go of the lump of meat inside her mouth. Her face went red, and she lowered her head in embarrassment, but she didn’t move her face or head away from Alyona’s ttas. Her nostrils were almost against the chewed and salivated cherry, blowing on it as the sensation chilled Alyona, turning it even harder as she closed her eyes and slightly opened and closed her mouth repeatedly.

“... Eh, then, do you no longer want to fuck other girls when I’m not beside you?” Alyona asked after calming down. Her cherry was against Hong Mei’s philtrum, but she was asleep, seemingly enjoying Alyona’s scent there. Alyona thus asked Heian Ciemnosc. Her left hand ruffled his amazingly black hair, and her right one caressed Hong Mei’s head with sliding pats. Her image was like a caring mother without forgetting about her husband while feeding their baby.

“It’s not that,” Heian Ciemnosc understood and looked at his wife, his darkest eyes as always. And with his left hand caressing Hong Mei’s left shoulder and the side of her neck. His right arm was used as a pillow by them. He quietly said, “Milyy is a good girl. She can’t be like Arla or Leska. She has to decide for herself first. Her potential is too much for me even if I wanted to seduce her.”

“So, like little Elena?” Alyona asked again. Heian Ciemnosc closed and opened his eyes in response before intertwining his fingers with Hong Mei’s left hand from the back. “Mn. Now that you speak about her, I have to do something next time I meet her. Would you mind if…?”

“No. I absolutely don’t. Go ahead. Making connections with the Academy’s legends isn’t bad. They’re all a bunch of oldies with their potential halted because of the peaceful agreement with the Great Sage and the Heraxles Clan afterwards. If such a thing was to be lifted, their cultivation would soar, and the Blackotia Kingdom would flourish.” Alyona said, smooching Hong Mei’s forehead before suddenly remembering something and asking him with her black-coffee eyes glued to his darkest eyes.

“By the way, what will you do now that the war is over? How will you proceed?”

“Mn, I will have to go out after I recuperate. There’s a strange ceremony. I think it was arranged by my Master. I will attend it and receive whatever reputation honors will be granted over to me. They said I will finally meet the Headmaster, so I’m permitted to bring a guest along. Would you like to go?” Heian Ciemnosc answered, his facial expression calm. Alyona shook her head and pinched his nose a little.

“Bring the kitty. See if her face glows brighter than the suns of every Kingdom when you do. If you catch such a little, tender prey, nobody in the world would be able to kidnap you. I won’t have to worry about you being stolen from me forever. I can’t trust every measly Goddess to capture you in the future to allow me to share your bed with her, right?” Alyona commented, dangerously narrowing her eyes by the end of her hushed words.

“...” Heian Ciemnosc shook his head, speechless at how perfect his wife was. “You’re really something… Is that how you see me? Hm? A sex object? And here I thought I was the one to worry about you being targeted by stronger figures of the world.”

“Bah, as the sole Great Sage survivor, whoever has designs on me will attract everyone else’s intention. When we announce our marriage and your possession over me. You better be invincible. Even beings won’t care about their role in the world and hunt you down, sacrificing themselves for honor and pride.” Alyona said, making Heian Ciemnosc even more wordless… and turned on.

“You’re perfect,” Heian Ciemnosc randomly commented. But Alyona’s eyes turned mesmerizing as she finally let go of the words she wanted to hold until the end of their vacations with him. “Husband… I allow you to fuck any girl, woman, and ghost you want. But don’t you dare turn any of those into even concubines. Only those I approve of, and only I, can ever become close to you. No one else, not even Elena and Milyy, are exempted without my permission, and you have it. Understood?”

“Mn.” Heian Ciemnosc earnestly nodded. Alyona rested her head on the pillow at last, her lips wetly kissed by Heian Ciemnosc before he also rested his tired head on the pillow. With their eyes growing sleepy, Heian Ciemnosc’s finally about to get some sleep after a long while, he said with a slightly teasing tone. “You’re one of a kind, throwing so many women to your husband. It’ll be scandalous when it is known~.”

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“Nonsense~, so many wives and husbands are like this throughout history. Even right now, I can tell you that 40% of all marriages and unions have at least one of their partners bringing them many beauties or handsome guys to plow or plow them away. It just so happens that I enjoy knowing my man is capable of this much… Mn… my man is already so powerful… I have to train you for the world, or you might get tricked and die somewhere without me…”

Falling asleep, Alyona’s hands stopped and intertwined them with Heian Ciemnosc’s hands and Hong Mei’s. Heian Ciemnosc endured the most he could, seeing his pair of wives’ eyes fall completely asleep before letting his head limp on the pillow. His chin and neck were all over Hong Mei’s back of her head and nape, forming an arch with Alyona’s chin as Hong Mei’s face posed dangerously close to Alyona’s right breast. It was all a harmonious, erotic, yet peaceful scene.

. . .

The next day, after waking up to a surprising, pleasant, and meaty initiation to a succession of tiring events for his current state. Heian Ciemnosc met Milyy for lunch and dinner before heading to his Master’s meditation room. It was not the evening, and Heian Ciemnosc would have to remain here in the mornings and evenings, only having a couple hours for the noon and afternoon for whatever else he could.

… As he went into his Master’s meditation room, Heian Ciemnosc noticed the blatant difference between his meditation room and his Master’s. Simply put in one word, incomparable. And in several more, it was to the point where he felt his meditation room wasn’t for cultivators, and his Master’s was for the best in the world. He didn’t comment on it and walked towards his Master. She was already sitting down cross-legged and eyes closed.

Slowly opening her old, haggard eyes, the dullest, dimmed-out pale goldish color of her eyes showed a lively emotion as she said with a slightly hoarse voice. “Today, we resume your studies on the Soul-exalting Old World parchment. Do you know why you have a hidden… feature inside your body?”

“I can only tell it is related to the world’s nature. I was either born with it or somehow gained it. But I have no recollection of gaining from others or things other than knowledge from an old man. Returning to my memories, that old man didn’t intervene with me. I even suspect he is either a God or lower in cultivation.” Heian Ciemnosc responded neatly, kneeling before his Master without being told to. Lady Calisneia nodded and closed her eyes again.

After a momentary silence, she continued, “I will inspect your inner world. When I’m finished, I will try to guide you if there’s anything to guide you. If there is nothing for me to help you with, you’ll have to wait until you break into the Spirit Rebirth realm. The Spirit Formation realm isn’t a crucial minor step in your cultivation. But it will boost your attacking and defensive techniques. Your abilities aren’t an Art. They lack something. In other cases, it would’ve been an Art, but your locked Soul doesn’t allow you to. You’re inferior to other favored entitled cultivators because of this.”

“You can no longer spend too much time wasting it on fighting or growing a stronger force under the Academy. Whatever you have to accomplish in the future. You have to, firstly, be capable enough, instead of being a rebel declaring himself as king and their subordinates as ministers before being exterminated. Understood?” Lady Calisneia said as her energy began enveloping them both. Heian Ciemnosc didn’t resist and nodded to his Master, not saying a word.

“Think to yourself what you’re moving for. Is it really just your mother’s wishes? Or perhaps the desire to protect? Or, like most others, for power?” Lady Calisneia added, her eyes looking upturned at her disciple with her head lowered. “No matter what your thoughts are, as my one and only personal disciple, if you ever stray from your true nature, I will come for you.”

“...” Heian Ciemnosc’s eyes focused and slightly trembled looking at his Master, his chest filled with the encouragement he was being given… Without letting his Master down by not giving a response, he nodded and calmly placed his hands on his upper thighs. “Yes, Master.”

“...” Without commenting anymore, Lady Calisneia closed her eyes, and Heian Ciemnosc followed suit. His body began to feel a foreign but caring and warming existence invade his body. Heian Ciemnosc started following that force as it moved through his body. It checked everything from his blood flow to each organ, bone, and marrow. His entire body was inspected, looking for any possible harm or side effects anywhere after waking up.

After she was done, her energy traveled from everywhere inside Heian Ciemnosc’s body to his glabella. She immediately stopped as soon as she entered his inner being and stood beside his soul. A few minutes later, their eyes still closed, Heian Ciemnosc asked with some concern as she remained still for a little while. “Master, is something the matter? Why did you stop at my Soul? The flame is just a little further deeper than there. Its spark is small and difficult to find without my guidance.”

“There’s something in your Soul. It wasn’t obvious in the previous months. But now… it’s… I think it has been with you since you came to the Academy, Heian Ciemnosc.” Lady Calisneia said, immediately sparking a terror in Heian Ciemnosc’s heart as not even he noticed.

“!!” Following his Master’s intricate gaze, he saw a tiny purple, starry, and shining circular but not circular shape in the middle of his dark Soul, towards the side and at the bottom. Heian Ciemnosc’s Soul fluctuated and wabbled as he realized this. He didn’t know what to do, so he asked his Master. “Master, what should I do? I had no idea, but it doesn’t seem to harm me?”

“You don’t have to worry. It is currently harmless,” Lady Calisneia said. But then immediately changed her tone to a damn serious one. “But don’t let your guard down. From now on, keep a close eye on whatever is happening in your inner body. When you break into the Spirit Rebirth realm, I will be beside you to protect you. If anyone dares to attempt something with you, with me here, nobody can harm you, my disciple.”

“Mn… thank you, Master,” Heian Ciemnosc said pensively.

Fwuush~. With that, Lady Calisneia’s energy continued advancing through Heian Ciemnosc’s inner body. Her pace was meticulous. She even spent over a minute or so scanning everything whenever she found a diminutive difference between her last inspection months ago and comparing it to today. After a long while, she finally came before the ordinary yellowish and orangish flame with darkness creeping through and around it.

… Half an hour later, Heian Ciemnosc felt his Master’s energy dissipate from his body, so he opened his eyes and looked at his Master. To his surprise, his Master’s eyes were already opened, but her brows were slightly furrowed, and her head turned to the left and downwards. Her eyes were low, as if disappointed and feeling downcast, crestfallen.

“Master?” Heian Ciemnosc called out to Lady Calisneia with a concerned tone, causing her to look back at him with lost eyes that slowly but surely returned to their usual state. Lady Calsineia shook her head, paused for 2 seconds in silence, and put on a semi-forced, wry smile. “It’s nothing. I can’t help you until you break into the Spirit Rebirth realm, so work hard and don’t disappoint me, my disciple.”

“Yes, Master,” Heian Ciemnosc quickly said with a slight tilt downwards. Lady Calisneia nudged to her left and placed her palms together, “Now, sit beside me.”

“From now on, you’ll meditate when I’m cultivating for 16 hours. You can use the rest to spend time with Milyy, at least 3- no, 4 hours a day. Understood?” Lady Calisneia ordered her disciple with some rules and forced Heian Ciemnosc’s daily livelihood for the first time. Heian Ciemnosc accepted it obediently and nodded, “Mn, Milyy has become good towards me. If she wants to know me better… or more, I will see to it, Master. But please don’t tell her anything. Let her… decide for herself if she wants me in her life in the first place.”

Lady Calisneia fell silent. She wasn’t trying to hide her intentions. She didn’t want to tell Heian Ciemnosc to get close to someone valuable to her, nor was she trying to use any of the two to form a good relationship. After a few more silent moments, she nodded, gladdened. “Good.”

Step, step- tap. Pshift~.

Heian Ciemnosc sat beside his Master, cross-legged and his palms together as he intertwined and semi-intertwined his fingers as he always does. Lady Calisneia took a fleeting glimpse at his hands and fingers with her semi-opened left eye before closing it. Ignoring it thereafter, the Master and disciple duo spent 15 minutes in silence before her delicate voice sounded, somewhat startling Heian Ciemnosc.

“Do you know why it’s called the ‘Old World’ parchment?” She asked him, but Heian Ciemnosc didn’t respond immediately. He didn’t open his eyes, as his Master didn’t, and responded after nudging his head to the right and upwards. “It can’t be because of age or when it was founded and found later. Master, could it be something else? Like those legends’ stories in every bookstore or library in the world telling things that no longer exist, once did, or not, and so on?”

“Almost there,” Lady Calisneia said, her energy forming illustrations in Heian Ciemnosc’s mind. She continued, her voice becoming ethereal and bouncing inside it, “But it isn’t from the times that those stories originate from. Legendary or not… real or not. It’s from even earlier.”

“!” In Heian Ciemnosc’s mind, he and his Master appeared sitting cross-legged in front of each other. Her eyes opened and playfully narrowed towards him, taking him for a kid played by things only big and knowledgeable adults like her could know and not for a child like him to be aware of. Heian Ciemnosc had a confused expression after being astounded.

“The Soul Race, the creator of this parchment, was ‘there’ since the beginning of growth since the forgotten Changes.” Lady Calisneia’s words were like the world’s mystery, astonishing Heian Ciemnosc, to say the least. But it was understandable. Even his Master was sighing as she spoke about this, feeling vastly inspired and awed even though she’d been in the known for millions of years.

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