Heraxle Clan's Guarding Space Station

In Alyona's bedroom, still inside the Carrier.

Ruffle, swip, pa- tah.

“Mmf,” Alyona was just moving on the bed as she knelt on it with her arms high up as Heian Ciemnosc put a shirt on her. Her ginormous breasts wobbled and jiggled as Heian Ciemnosc slowly and touchingly helped her wear that shirt. His hands didn't miss any opportunity to delay the act and palm her heavenly mountains, sometimes squeezing and bringing their natural scent to his nose.

Alyona’s lower body already wore a pants uniform, but the sight of her wobbling breasts, ready for his taking and whatever deformation he wanted to shape them with, Heian Ciemnosc spent nearly 2 minutes helping her dress up.

At last, when Alyona wore her new uniform, created by her hubby, Heian Ciemnosc himself, with a more strict, ‘royalty’ touch to it as dark and gold colored it, and the former as the main color. She looked at herself in a mirror with Heian Ciemnosc standing behind her to let her observe the new uniform to its utmost brilliance before voicing, “And to think my husband was once humble and old-fashioned.”

“Hmph,” Heian Ciemnosc slightly grinned and couldn’t help himself anymore as he stepped up and brought his hands to hold her from behind. His hands slowly moved up and did whatever he wanted with her gigantic chest. Only Heian Ciemnosc, and her co-wives, would have the delight to touch her, let alone in such a leader-fitting new uniform.

“Luxury is something my women deserve. Not only that, also my family… and even my people will,” Heian Ciemnosc returned his hands to hug her from behind, his hands locked around her tummy. Alyona looked at themselves in the mirror with a slight trace of a smile on her luscious red lips. Her black-coffee eyes dilated.

“They’ve asked for you alone,” Alyona said before turning around. She looked strict and inviolable in her uniform, but at these moments, when she turned around, her image gained femininity as she lifted her bum and leaned her body on his. “So, prepare to deal with them yourself. I’ll be waiting for you here, in this uniform you made for me. Don’t keep me and the Crimsonbreaking Faction waiting.”

“… Your orders are heard, my lording wife.” Heian Ciemnosc looked deeply into his wife’s face before cupping her left cheek dearly. Alyona’s eyes glowed with love before her hands cupped his face, and they started kissing with all their hearts.

… Today marked the 5th month since Heian Ciemnosc started checking with the higher-ups and upper echelons personnel he’d bring to the Lsefattern Kingdom. It had been 3 years, and the good news was that Heian Ciemnosc had finished arranging his people 2 months ahead of today. These 2 months, besides continuing the missions at least 3 times a week, Heian Ciemnosc had been cultivating while preparing those people in the high hierarchy in the Faction.

His cultivation base had advanced to the Silhouette realm 4th stage, and his Spirit Sense went from a Small Galaxy to a Medium Galaxy after breaking from the 3rd stage to the 4th. His [All-Devouring Force Chronicles] had no progress worth speaking, but it was progressing still.

After leaving Alyona’s residence, which he hadn’t for 60 hours, Heian Ciemnosc walked through the Carrier’s corridors, which floated in space and was no longer in the Space Station. He was just around the corner to the hangar where his Fighter was being maintained. The trip here took them 3 days, which Heian Ciemnosc took advantage of after both were freed from their obligations. Or at least enough so they could talk about life all that long.

The Soldiers bowed to Heian Ciemnosc, and the Officers respectfully nodded, nearly bowing. The Security Elders nodded at Heian Ciemnosc like he was their old buddy, and the few Disciplinary Elders slightly nodded at him. It was all a small set of things, but it meant a lot.

Heian Ciemnosc didn’t need to return the gesture, nor was he to always be greeted like this. Else, Alyona might’ve already gone nuts with so many people folding their necks just because she passed by.

Pfsshh… step, step. Finally, Heian Ciemnosc arrived at the hangar. He looked around as the gates opened at his Team, waiting for him near his Ornament, talking to the auxiliary units out of boredom, except for Cara. She facetimed her husband and rubbed her belly like it was the only thing she could do while speaking with the horrendous criminal who put that thing there.

As soon as Heian Ciemnosc, today’s star, was seen, smiles appeared on his Team members’ faces while the auxiliary units who were worshiping-ly hearing their stories and whatnot became startled and hurriedly went back to work. Thus, the Team members kept Heian Ciemnosc busy while the auxiliary units did another 2 checks on the unique Fighter before calming down.

After half an hour, Heian Ciemnosc was let go of as he had to caress that bulged belly and ensure Riquel knew he was glad they were having an interorganizational baby and bla bla bla. After nodding at this Team, Heian Ciemnosc entered his Ornament and flew outside the Carrier. He flew directly to the guarding space station, just a few tens of thousands of kilometers away.

The trip took him around 10 minutes as the Ornament’s sheen glowed from one point to another in a near-curving trajectory upside down. When he was nearing the station, he received robotic words from open communications as a greeting and confirmation. Then, the closer he flew to the space station, those words became notorious until a life-like voice spoke to him.

“Esteemed black monster, Security Elder Heian Ciemnosc of the Crimsonbreaking Faction. Your presence up to here indicates your Faction’s choice to accept the task entrusted upon you. Is that right?” A nice, gentle female voice sounded. Heian Ciemnosc looked at the guarding space station before nodding.

“Very well,” the voice responded to his nod. “Please head to the landing zone we’ve highlighted to you, and wait for me and a few others to receive you. You may wait outside your Fighter, but do not walk away from it. Is there anything we can help you with?”

“… I’d like a public list of the people here. In case I grow bored and meet a familiar face,” Heian Ciemnosc said after a pause. The female voice didn’t respond until a while later, “That’s doable. Would you like it now, or for me to deliver it to you? I assume sir black monster would know by now, but we offer our esteemed guests a nicely warm welcome if they so desire it.”

“Mn, now is good,” Heian Ciemnosc unhesitatingly replied. The female voice didn’t seem discouraged and spoke after his words, “Understood. The Heraxle Clan officially welcomes you to the Universitalities of Yore Universal Land’s core! We hope you spend a pleasant time during your stay.”

“Oh,” Heian Ciemnosc unceremoniously replied as he looked at the newly received information in his Universal Conveyance. He read through it, but never stopped at any point before closing it. By the time he was done, his Ornament was already smoothly descending onto the highlighted landing zone at a slow pace.

Pssssss… Heian Ciemnosc opened his Ornament’s cabin and stepped out of it. He immediately felt Godly Spirit Sense land on him, lesser than his Spirit Sense range, which meant they were at the Almighty God and High God realms.

Heian Ciemnosc looked around at the starred space and the structure of the guarding space station. It was built overall to appear like a bulky rock, but had exterior landing zones up and down as their only flat surfaces. Heian Ciemnosc was on the bottom of one of those surfaces, looking at the wide, gigantic control towers as he was observed.

… psst… But Heian Ciemnosc didn’t have to wait for long, as a hatch several kilometers from where he was instructed to land opened, revealing a fabulous, pretty young woman surrounded by several guards at the peak of the Third Step. Heian Ciemnosc couldn’t help but shake his head. If he wasn’t himself, he might’ve felt like a frog in a well, thinking the Crimsonbreaking Faction was really just a tiny ant before an Existential Sixth Step organization.

“Sir Heian Ciemnosc, or sir black monster. How would you prefer your servant today to call you?” The young woman said with a courteous bow after walking to Heian Ciemnosc. She kept her head low as Heian Ciemnosc looked at her, until Heian Ciemnosc replied. “Whichever you want to say. Is this all?”

“Yes. This is your servant, Little Zafey. I am to meet all of your requests during your stay here, sir Heian Ciemnosc.” The pretty young lady said. She had jet-black long hair innately combed backwards, white moon-like skin, and honeyed chestnut eyebrows and eyes. Her figure was tall and very slender on her limbs, torso, and neck. Her proportions could be called regular, but with her ‘casual’ armor covering every inch of her body except the upper section of her neck and head made her charm display more than necessary.

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“…” Heian Ciemnosc looked at her face without saying a word. ‘Little’ Zafey thought Heian Ciemnosc was smitten by her looks, so her eyes darted around as his irrefutably handsome self made her self-conscious. She didn’t have a spectacular beauty, but she was always seen like that the first time she met her clients. And when they were in the act, she always became an addictive drug they both brutally enjoyed to their desire’s contents.

“You are my servant? Oh,” Heian Ciemnosc lifted his right arm and grasped her chin, nodding as he seemed to think about something else. Zafey believed it to be what everyone else wanted from her, but she welcomed it openly within her heart. “That doesn’t sound bad. It seems fitting.”

Heian Ciemnosc let go of her chin before nudging towards the hatch she came from. Zafey hid her rapidly beating heart before shaking her head. “We’re not going through there, sir. The envoy is in a ‘crucial’ meeting with some of his peers. It might take a day or two to meet him. Can I trouble you to follow me to your lodging?”

“Not bad…” Heian Ciemnosc commented, and neither Zafey nor the guards knew what he meant. Heian Ciemnosc ignored their confused expressions and nodded at Zafey while lifting his left arm to her suggestively.

“En!” Zafey smiled lightly and grabbed his arm before guiding him towards another hatch. She wore a contented, thin smile and trotted towards it. The guards stepped slower than them and were left behind before they picked up their pace to maintain a set distance.

Meanwhile, Zafey gave Heian Ciemnosc a tour of the guarding space station as they passed through a few gardens and commercial districts. But only cultivators were present, with few to little citizens. Finally, an hour later, they arrived at Heian Ciemnosc’s guest lodging. Zafey gave him the key card to it and waited at the side after he opened the door.

“Come,” Heian Ciemnosc said after inspecting the place. Zafey’s lips elaborated a magnificent smile which accentuated her ‘ordinary beauty’ and increased her charm endlessly. Heian Ciemnosc even felt compelled to dote on her.

After entering, Heian Ciemnosc dropped his things off and took his True Dominion out, encompassing himself and Zafey. A Dominion was usually only seen by others to see through another’s potential. As for True Dominion, while they were useful to dazzle opponents in battle, it also left one vulnerable if they were in the middle of a war’s battle, not a duel.

They were also very taxing, taking up all of one’s power sources to employ, rapidly spending them to maintain it. Naturally, this meant nothing for Heian Ciemnosc. But between his sure-death innate Divine Arts and a True Dominion, the latter was still too useless unless it became a Godly Dominion. That’s when the Dominion really showed its might anywhere.

“Uuh,” Zafey wasn’t afraid as Heian Ciemnosc left her cornered in a small, constricted space within his room. She looked at Heian Ciemnosc and grinned, about to take her clothes off, when Heian Ciemnosc ‘smoked’ off and reappeared before her, startling her.

“I can wait, but this is a little insulting. Don’t you think?” Heian Ciemnosc’s overly pale countenance seemed so… terrific within his completely dark True Dominion. It was basically like being trapped in a set location in the world, far from any living being or even a planet.

Zafey felt a little dizzy when she felt this strange sensation, but hearing Heian Ciemnosc’s words returned her to ‘reality’ as she nodded. “Uh… I understand, yes. I… can- will make it up to you, sir.”

“Do you serve many?” Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes never left her face, seemingly stuck staring at it. Zafey felt immensely pressured to return his glare. Besides, she felt dizzy and felt her consciousness drifting, confusing her. After all, she was at the peak of the Bright realm, while Heian Ciemnosc was only…

“Mn,” Zafey nodded, not hiding her doings during the past decade. “I am one of the Heraxle Clan’s hierarchy’s favorite, and their direct vassals. I usually travel between Existences or Universes.”

“Oh, so you’re passed around endlessly since you’re 17, hm?” Heian Ciemnosc stepped once, enough to stuck his front body with Zafey’s. She absentmindedly nodded, not able to even act playfully. Heian Ciemnosc tilted his head to the left as he was about to respond, but something seemed to help Zafey make a comeback. “I can’t really say, but if sir is interested in knowing my path of humiliation, I can tell you all about it…”

Her seductive voice trembled in midair, trying to prickle each of Heian Ciemnosc’s pores and meet every satisfying need he required. However, Heian Ciemnosc’s left hand grabbed her lower back, and she seemed to wake up as her chestnut eyes met the darkest in the world.

“It seems like you’re so usable, yet not meeting the expectations someone like you should have.” His voice was calm, but it unearthed something concealed deep within her. Zafey lewdly smiled, revealing her 2 rows of teeth, as her soft voice made Heian Ciemnosc’s overly pale skin tremble a little. “Make no mistake, sir. It is my fortune to be used.”

“We’ll see,” Heian Ciemnosc said before showering her with his dark Vigor Energy. Then, he said, “Now, you’re perfect.”

Heian Ciemnosc entangled with her desirable mouth. Her whole presence radiated the word ‘tantalizing’ like she was born to charm and entice until her final days. Zafey lost the ability to think and reason as his hands went down and opened her armor pieces around her navel. Each millimeter his skin traveled on her white moon skin towards her ribs and breasts was an indulging, impossible elixir of pleasure that made her initially widened eyes shudder, now tightly shut.

But before continuing, as her hands were maintained over her head and her mind overtaken by this notorious, growing infamous black monster as she gave him that look directly. Heian Ciemnosc stopped and showed her a dark pill held between his right-handed fingers.

“You like it?” Heian Ciemnosc’s words were an enchanting spell in Zafey’s eyes. The dark pill in his overly pale fingers became the center of attention for her eyes, Spirit Sense, and Soul. Every inch of her being trembled, longing to take that and consume it. However, something even more primitive within her body made her wait to do so, like an obedient, trained pet.

The dark pill seemed to drift off dark smoke that moved towards her in the air, tempting her even more. When Zafey could finally move her eyes away from it and look at Heian Ciemnosc’s face, her expression was unexplainable. She suddenly felt like her nearly 30 years of life were completely worthless and unimportant to mention.

“Good, but we’ll see if you deserve this chance. Now, what are you willing to become to get more of these? Don’t answer now, first…” Heian Ciemnosc’s slow words were heart-munching to Zafey, whose eyes widened as Heian Ciemnosc entered her mouth with his fingers going down her throat to deliver that pill to her tummy. Then, she felt a strange sensation on her abdomen and solar plexus as she digested the dark pill.

Heian Ciemnosc’s hands rapidly moved there to rub her, while her inner body felt a great deal of changes. Her bones sounded in snaps, suddenly moving as her flesh slowly spasmed as if undergoing an… evolution?!

“?!!” Zafey looked at Heian Ciemnosc, startled, confused, and afraid. She had gone through numerous kinky stuff, but this was the first time she feared her body might not take it as it always had. Yet, Heian Ciemnosc soothed that glare full of trepidation with his hands uncovering her body, revealing its white moon color entirely.

Then, as he lowered his pants, revealing part of his abs, Zafey seemed to remember what she was born for and her lust returned to every fiber of her being. However, in Heian Ciemnosc’s darkest eyes, he was just looking at a lost lamb who needed the right hand to find herself.

Heian Ciemnosc parted her bare legs, revealing the flooding womanhood, startling him slightly. Before he could say anything, as his dual cultivation method only required them to join their bodies, Zafey struggled to open her mouth while going through those changes in her body and tantalizing said with glazed eyes, “I see a handsome face. What can I do but wait for that handsome face’s body to claim and utilize mine? I can’t help such natural role and need…”

“… You’re really a bad woman,” Heian Ciemnosc said with a slight shake of his head, but Zafey gladly smiled. He didn’t bother anymore and carried her up with his strong right arm. Her legs were placed together as she knew what to do, and revealed the impressive, beautiful, tender sight of her flora below. Heian Ciemnosc intruded into her without further ado as another dark pill appeared in his left hand.

Yet, that wasn’t the reason for her chestnut eyes to suddenly unnaturally expand.

. . .

The next day.

Finally, the True Dominion the spying Godly Spirit Sense had checked around for nearly 30 hours dissipated. They didn’t dare intrude into it as it would obviously harm the black monster. If they happened to do that when he was here to subserviently accept a vital task from the Heraxle Clan, harming him to possibly rendering his Soul useless, wouldn’t they be subjected to endless torment as a result?

Thus, they waited and waited without being able to see the Heraxle Clan’s one of their best pets work in bed again. Or anywhere else for that matter. They were saddened, but they weren’t stupid.

When they saw the True Dominion disappear, without any decorum, they flooded the spot with their Spirit Sense. However, they only saw Heian Ciemnosc helping Zafey up, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor. They could swear to have seen a dutiful smile on her lips, but it became whorish in the next instant, so they didn’t put it to heart.

“Was it good?” Heian Ciemnosc asked with a hooligan’s smile. Zafey seemed to respond with a quiver in her groin at that moment. She nodded and touched his abs while saying, “A lot! I hope we can practice more after your meeting is over? My sir?”

Hearing the pet call the black monster like she does to the ‘best’ clients she ever has, the Godly cultivators felt dissatisfied and left the two alone. They jealously planned to do better next time.

“…” Heian Ciemnosc smiled lightly after Sara confirmed him that no Spirit Sense remained on him whatsoever. Then, under Zafey’s slightly surprised face that rapidly gained clarity, he closed his face onto hers and smooched her lips delicately. It was a lip-to-lip play, and she cutely responded accordingly, drawing each other’s meat back and forth.

“M- Sir, what was that for?” Zafey asked, contented but curious. Heian Ciemnosc caressed the back of her head, “Just in case I need to respond.”

“…” Zafey fell silent, seeming to understand something from his words. Her eyes became determined, and despite the regret in her eyes, she didn’t become disgusted or childish and looked at Heian Ciemnosc as if silently vowing to him.

“Bring me to business,” Heian Ciemnosc grabbed her left hand with his right one and turned towards the lodging’s door. Zafey nodded as Heian Ciemnosc added, “It’s going to be really thrilling and time-consuming from hereon.”

Zafey slightly nodded.

…