Yun Hee P.O.V.
A few days ago…
“Hello mother.” I saluted warmly.
“It’s good to hear you, little flower.” My mom’s voice filled me with joy.
“We have minutes, mother. Let’s be quick.” I spoke seriously.
“Let’s. I read your sealed report. Just answer my questions.”
I was using the brand new intercontinental communication crystal formation developed by the empire. For obvious reasons, the “Great Immortal” Heavenly Demon has a few of these complex orgon filled artifacts. These things were expensive and are currently undergoing a testing phase. Sadly, there was no image in the running version, only sound.
“Yes, mother. Please go ahead.”
“Things going well with the Demonic Sect? They let you use this device. You being treated properly?”
“They will care for all my cultivation needs while I reside here. I was assigned one of the villas designed personally by the Madame. I have no complaints, except for not being able to go out. The problem is the damn ring.” I answered truthfully.
“It is what it is. The way of the Demonic Sect, your lord is simply using what his order paid for. It would have been that or a soul contract. Unavoidable.” Mother’s voice sounded sweet today.
“That sounded like a longing heart mother. Too sweet for the usual you.”
“The years will make you jaded if you are not careful, little flower. But to satisfy your curiosity, I met the Heavenly Demon long ago, before he was this powerful. We had Soul Communion, there were circumstances. Otherwise, you would be the younger sister.”
Mother’s laughter filled the space. She did enjoy the moment of recollection.
After a few moments of pause, she spoke again with aplomb.
“If you go through with your proposed plan, many of the resources received will be spent. How was the distribution?” She asked.
“The Sect took the artifacts, I received 200000 Ucra.”
“That will do for our needs, barely. Make sure the contract has a reimbursement clause. It will take a lot of money to do what you are suggesting. What did you make of the beloved one of the Will?”
“He is interesting, our communion revealed a very powerful connection to his god. Mine was completely suppressed.”
“The Andurin are the faction with the least number of beloved ones in recorded history. When they appear, they are always a thorn on the side of their enemies, very bloody thorns. I’ll look into this Krigsain fellow; I’ll keep you posted… Now tell me, does your lord do it for you, little flower?”
“He is a tolerable match, mother. He has strengths and weaknesses; we will see if he can pass the test.”
“If he cannot pass it, what will you do?”
“I’ll still help him with what he asks but I will definitively kill him later. Just help me with the fallout then, dear mother.”
“You are helping me, of course I’ll help you my flower.” That made me happy.
“Do I have permission to proceed?” I asked again.
“You still haven’t really answered what I questioned you about before. Does he do it for you?” My mother pressed the issue.
“Awkwardly but yes. A few times he does.” I abhor talking about these matters.
“Good my girl. We, the blessed of Malgrun need to have our romps, good, long and hard. Without that, not even all the power and opulence in the world will suffice. Just remember what happened to me. Pain? Joy? Did you scream? Be honest.” Mother’s voice was stern.
“On…Once, he used an elixir to get me excited and he used pills. That doesn’t count!” I complained.
“Orc blood transformation?” Mother probed further.
“No, just stamina, sexual potency. I think it was a raging bull pill. The one in the local store here.”
“I see, so he is good to go down there. As a demonic cultivator you require length as a malgrunian you require girth. You got lucky, child.” Mother was giggling.
“Once, mother, once!”
‘Mother makes me rage sometimes.’
“But you did scream with joy then…this might work. I’ll have to meet him sometime. I’ll send you what I can gather of his background. Make adjustments that account for your needs, now and in the future, think it through. You are also a demonic cultivator; therefore, you are the especially horny type. Give him a proper fellatio, my style. You’ll enjoy the results later, never waste a sturdy verge.”
“MOTHER!”
‘How can you be like that with a dutiful child?!’
“Yes, yes… make allowances for dips in performance and assurances for your future prospects. Cultivation and otherwise. If worse comes to worse, kill him. If not, just do as you wish. Thank you for helping this old thing.” Mother was self-deprecating a bit too much lately.
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“You are still a pearl that no man can resist. Be glad, we will overcome this trial. Together.” I encouraged my progenitor.
“Thank you my child. It is a good time to stretch my legs a bit too. Do not get pregnant accidentally, little flower.”
“I am cutting you off mother! I am not THAT horny!” I puffed feverishly.
“It is not good to lie to oneself. I trained you, I know how your devilish little heart really feels.” The intrusive yet appealing voice came from the other side.
Mother was using her powers of soul manipulation through a continental device. I felt it.
‘Incredible! But I will not be swayed!’
“I’ll talk to you later, dear mother.”
I closed the transmission with nimble fingers.
‘No wonder father hates being around mother for long. She gets on your nerves! It is only the truth, blah, blah, blah. Insufferable!’
I stood up and asked the attendant to lead me back to the villa. There was plenty to do before I could worry about pregnancy. A suitable father was as impossible as it was undesirable; revenge will have to do.
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Ikrei P.O.V.
The day of Malgresh, day of Ikrei’s return…
URGWHOH!
The rift closed behind me. The headache didn’t come. The old man of Zur most likely.
‘You made the right choice for you, Teng.’
“Welcome back, patron.” Hazu was very polite, just like her.
The portal opened straight into the atrium.
“Thank you, Hazu. Where is she?”
“The paramour has been in the mirror room the whole day.”
“Bring us some drinks in that little pastries cart of yours. I’ll go over.”
I checked my clothes one last time. I even took an orgon crystal bath to make sure.
‘Come on Ikrei, Come on!’
I reached the aforementioned room and slowly open the door. She was wearing exactly the same dress I met her with, the turquoise, white mix. She was sitting in one of the very comfy leather cushioned chairs available.
“Lord.” She didn’t stand up with her salute.
“Paramour.” I grabbed a nearby chair and sat in front of her.
The room was spacious as they all were. A bed with all the usual trinkets of this place, furniture and mirrors, a lot of mirrors everywhere. The place was intended to offer a full view of the activities. Plenty of small artifacts acting as candles, reflecting light and many of them bouncing of the mirrors. A small feast of lights.
‘The artistry doesn’t escape even a small time forest hunter like me.’
“Nice room you chose, Yun Hee.” Time to open the play.
“You better have a compelling argument for me to help you with your request, my lord.” She was cold, cold as icicles.
“There are very few words that can explain everything if there are any. So, as your lord I order you to follow my lead.”
The rings reacted shining their light. I took out my ketar.
The malgrunian chant came forth.
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!” Her eyes red, still sitting on her comfy chair.
I began playing my practice routine melodies and chords. The ones that sister Kuyun ingrained into my bones.
“Let me show you a few things, do not resist. This will be a one-way connection.”
My control over soul music is far better than before with the help of the old man. Although after tonight, the cleansing power will be gone.
‘A pity, truly a pity.’
Her chants continued as I poured my selected memories into her.
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
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Yun Hee P.O.V.
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
‘You just got here and you are already bossing me around and you want help?!’
Images, feelings and events started to pour into me. All happenings were shown with a first person perspective. These were not dreams, nor visions but straight up recollections.
‘The music is nice. Not as nice as mine though.’
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
One of his brothers from the order appeared hanging, caught in a spider web, almost a skeleton. The spider den. Then a change, Ikrei was in a forest, Zurafin were ready to pounce on him. My rose, my rose appeared.
‘He used it on himself?!’
The beasts tore into him with savagery. He took it, he took it like a demonic cultivator would. He hunted them using my poison. Brutal, almost like a daredevil of the depths.
‘So, that’s what it was back then. Not bad. My opinion goes from little lord to a little better lord.’
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
A man, he was kissing a man. Ikrei was disgusted by what he was doing. A mission, he was working for a shady organization. The man grabbed his ass. One word came clearly “Yuck!”. He killed the man with my rose. He killed an innocent woman with my scent and my poison. Ikrei will grow to be dangerous, no wonder the chaos root within me awoke with him.
‘He can fit right in if he stayed here. What’s up with those tits? Those are way bigger than mine!’
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
A rabbit, he was a rabbit running around avoiding pursuers. Dirt, a lot of dirt. A very long time. He hid in a whole. He was scared, scared that a tri core warrior might show up. Then a phrase poured into me.
“Not sorry! Follow your lord!”
‘Easy for you, you are not the one that deals with this shit!’
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
Desperation, running like mad, baleful energy consuming him. Almost at a breaking point. A washroom, a woman. Pussy, a very wet pussy and a lot of what I don’t really need to see. Disgusting.
“Pound?”
‘You like that word Ikrei, don’t you?’
Then another word.
“Sorry.”
Ikrei was sad, he liked sex, he did, but not like this. Unnatural, inhuman, out of need. The impotence of weakness.
‘Alright I get it. Don’t show me another woman screaming in ecstasy, you idiot!’
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
A bar, a bar in Zunar. A raucous atmosphere. Tits, hanging tits. The Inverted Titty logo. A corner, a corner of the street near the bar. Ikrei was playing his ketar, sun was shining, he was smiling. He took of his alchemical mask to clean it, he was tired. That’s where he wrote the song he was going to play later.
‘He’s got looks not outstanding though. Still, you could work elsewhere. You have a problem with my rack, you fool?!’
“ARLUN DESIR AUMERSH SPHORIUM!”
The spider again, she was torture, torture itself. She toyed with him. A soul master spider. She took the memories of her mother and a couple of his father. No specifics, just the certainty of the feeling was transmitted. Then words came into me with full force. My ring was emitting an almost blinding light. Pure connection, no filters, emotion overwhelming.
“Help me!”
“Don’t you want to be free? I do! I do! Fuck this shit! Fuck everything!”
“We don’t have to trust each other; we just need to do what is needed. We can learn to hold hands while we are at it, right? Let’s be friends when all this is over.”
I gasped, the feeling was so intense that the chanting broke.
He placed a small panda toy he had brought. One of those mechanical, singing versions of the empire. Expensive, like really expensive. 2000 Ucra.
“I recalled a little of what happened the last time we were together. You said you love pandas. You wanted to see if I would remember, right?”
The music stopped playing. The soul connection had ended. I grabbed the toy and carefully examined it.
“The toy has the first song “Strangers” recorded into it, a little memento.” Ikrei told me.
Hazu expertly entered the room with drinks. She has impeccable timing.
“You have to show me that you are worth the seal still. It is a test of your mind and the scales for your heart. Power is not enough, not for what you are asking and not for what I need. We have revenge to plan and it will not be easy. But that’s far from now.”
I waved for Hazu to serve the drinks. The little toy began playing and singing “Strangers,” in a repeating cycle.
‘The toy’s orgon crystal formation will last four or five years. There are going to be a lot of replays.’
We drank blithely for a while. I hummed along.
‘Still going to put you down, gently though. You owe me some blood, Ikrei.’