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Chapter 278 - Brazen And Bold

Inside the dining lodge, the old servant of Fitz helplessly looked at the empty air in front of him.

He wondered if his master was still here or has he dispersed in the air given he was nothing more than molecules.

Was it even possible for someone to live after deconstructing on a molecular level?

The old man was curious but not curious enough to volunteer and experience what his master was facing.

"Gods must have been in a shitty mood while writing my fate," The old man named Waldo Woods bitterly thought.

He knew how the aristocrat family of Moran clan functioned. They followed the ancient practice of sacrificing servants after their master's death so that they could serve them in the afterlife.

"Fucking bastard!" Waldo cursed the founder of Moran clan - one of the Nine Sovereigns - for starting such practice.

Just who believed in stuff like afterlife in the era of science and technology.

Waldo rose to his feet while pitying himself. He wished he could go back in time and stop his younger self from taking the job of serving an insolent, good-for-nothing kid.

Waldo took a deep breath before glancing at Myiesha who was looking at him after she completed her words. Waldo tragically realized what she might want to hear and it made his teeth ache.

"Thank you for sparing my master's life," Waldo made a deep bow. "I'm grateful that you showed mercy on my request."

Myiesha nodded her head and returned back to her table to join Harith Notch.

Waldo was internally shedding bitter tears. He was sure the members of the Moran clan would not look kindly at his request and the outcome that it resulted in.

But then again, Waldo knew he couldn't fault them. There was not even a corpse so how was the family to show their respects and perform last rites?!

Sadly, poor Waldo didn't know a way to preserve dissipated molecules and store them in a coffin.

"Every cloud has a silver lining... Just where is that silver lining?!" Waldo prayed for his soul.

Unknown to him, gods weren't done with him and they have a role for him in upcoming events.

Meanwhile, Isabelle cleared the food stains on the floor. Earlier, she was frightened and worried but since Myeisha protected her from the attack, she was sure her life was safe. No one in The Fair would dare to harm her. The laws were strictly implemented and now that Myeisha has taken action, she was even more sure of her safety.

"Lady Myeisha, thank you," Isabelle quickly expressed her gratitude and turned around. She didn't dare say much due to her unconscious fear of Harith.

Kiba observed everything with a thoughtful expression.

"As per the rules, killing is punishable by execution unless it is for defense," Kiba tried to judge Myeisha's identity based on what he has observed. "She basically killed that young man but no one made a commotion. Only those at the top of the food chain would enjoy such authority and influence... She must be one of The Five Dark Stars."

He wondered if she has any role in Mirage Thief trying to steal his bracelet. Not like he cared much but it was always good to know who is an enemy. The reason he didn't care much was rather simple: everyone would turn into a foe as soon as the core region opens up. There might be partnerships and alliances but everyone would be thinking about themselves.

The Fair and the Guardian Spirit Village were the best places to know about future competitors. It was smart to have some basic information no matter how strong one is.

Years ago, Castor Damon committed his biggest blunder by underestimating Zed as nothing but a slum insect. Castor Damon was justified in his assumption due to his personal strength and knowledge but he overlooked the roles wits could play. He forgot an insect would wreck an entire field and create a famine.

This mistake cost him a lot more then he could ever imagine.

Kiba recalled George Santayana's famous words he learned back in Royal Heart Academy.

"Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Those who do not remember their past are condemned to repeat their mistakes. Those who do not read history are doomed to repeat it. Those who fail to learn from the mistakes of their predecessors are destined to repeat them."

He didn't want to repeat Castor Damon's mistake.

Kiba was powerful and he was no longer the weak and poor Zed from the slums, but this was also his greatest weakness.

The increased strength made it possible for him to have money, comfort, luxury, women, and everything else he desired. This, in turn, naturally made him confident, arrogant, and in effect, nullify the precious experience of living as Zed.

To be honest, Kiba didn't even realize how much he has changed. And why would he? After all, the changes were natural and in sync with normal human psychology.

He might not be aware but Claudia was fully aware. She was created a month after the events at BSE79 and has observed how he changed from a survivalist to the man he was now.

Claudia never tried to stop his changes. She knew they were natural and even well-deserved after the life he has lived.

Sometimes, Claudia thought her master knew from the start that he might change from a man who always prepares for the worst to a man without any care in the world. She believed this was the reason he created her: to make up for what he would lose in the transformation.

~tap~

Myiesha Noach and Harith Noach left the dining just as quickly as they arrived. Their meals were short with no conversation and after they left, everyone in the hall sighed in relief.

"I thought I was going to die!" A middle-aged woman cleared the sweat from her face.

"Same! I was sure Fitz would take us with him when he offended Lady Myiesha!"

"We were lucky Harith was not alone! Remember what happened last time when that mercenary from Asinu City glanced at Myiesha?!"

"Obviously I do! He gorged his eyes out! That scene is forever engraved in my heart!"

The speaker recalled a giant man pushing his fingers in the eyes of a poor mercenary. He further remembered how the giant man then shattered his foe's head like it was a watermelon.

"Thankfully Harith didn't take any action... I was truly afraid he would go berserk after Fitz cursed Myeisha."

"We survived another day! Hopefully, there would be no more idiots who would dare break the laws!"

"At last, we can resume our meal..."

Kiba listened to the chatter for a few minutes after which he placed the wine glass down and rose to his feet. Ashlyn did the same and they left the dining hall.

A few hours ago, they had booked two rooms on the first floor of the inn, and now they entered their respective rooms for a peaceful sleep. At least, that's what Ashlyn assumed that was the plan. Unknown to her, just after she closed her door, Kiba opened his door and left the room.

He silently returned down and walked into the bar.

There are few necessities in life without which a person can't live. Water, oxygen, and food were the chief necessities but for him, there was another necessity just as important.

Sex.

For many, sex was a physical relationship one could only have with those they love. His philosophy was different. He never confused lust with love and it helped him so far.

He returned to find a companion with whom he could share his night. Bars and clubs were the best spots to find companions for casual hookups and a one-night stand. Such relationships often occurred between those who were not acquainted since it ensured no strings part was fulfilled. After all, having a one-night stand with an acquaintance or a friend might lead to complications including on emotional level. Bars and nightclubs were filled with people from all around and one has the chance to find a man/woman based on mutual interest to enjoy a truly good night.

At least, that was true in the city he lived in. He prayed such treasured culture has spread in all parts of the world. If not, he would need to use his brains to scheme and seduce. Something he wanted to avoid since he didn't plan to have an affair so the troubles of scheming were not worth the benefit.

He did have a good reason to believe casual hookups were possible here. In the forest, everyone was at the edge due to the dangers. They had no time for relaxation or to relieve their stress through sexual means. The safety of the inn offered both time and means for comfort. And nothing was more relaxing than the arms of the opposite gender.

Kiba carefully scrutinized the area to observe potential companion. The bar was an oval-shaped bar with stools all around. Most of them were occupied with a group of two or more. Every occupant was dressed luxuriously making it hard to believe they were actually in a forest.

There were three bartenders who were quickly completing their orders. On the glass compartment behind, lavish drinks of various varieties were visible. There was serene music in the background which elevated the sense.

It wouldn't be wrong to say the bar was heaven in a place like Desolate Blood Forest.

Kiba was interested in heaven but his idea of heaven included more than alcohol. He first noticed a girl in early twenties drinking alone. She looked sad and her eyes were filled with tears.

"She either lost someone or someone broke her heart," Kiba thought before letting out a sigh. He decided to ignore her despite the ease he might have due to her emotional troubles. It might not be difficult to get her in bed if he used her emotions to his benefit and offered her a shoulder to cry. But he felt that would just ruin her further when she regains composure. She has done no wrong to him so he has no wish to take advantage of her. At least, not when she was down and emotionally tangled.

Kiba shook his head before noticing another woman. She was in the early thirties and dressed in a red maxi. She has diamond earrings which glittered brightly in the bar.

He detected a sense of nervousness from her. She was drinking from her glass but her hands were trembling.

"That's a type I must avoid," Kiba sighed in disappointment. "My luck can't be that bad."

He continued to look around without any hurry while walking inside. The night was his and he intended to take a companion to his room.

His eyes flashed as he noticed a woman on a stool near the end. She has a glass of vodka in her hand which was still full to its limit. She was relaxed and from her body language, it didn't seem she was waiting for an acquaintance to show up. The gazes she put out from time to time did make her intention a bit clear.

The woman appeared to be in either the late thirties or early forties with chocolate cherry hair and ivory skin tone. She was clad in a black cocktail dress which perfectly showcased her gorgeous curves. On her earlobes, there were white star-shaped earrings which offered an extraordinary sparkle due to red runes in between.

Kiba was sure he has seen similar star-shape inscriptions before but for now, he ignored this thought.

She was slim with ample breasts and a firm, tight ass that left little space on the stool she was seating. Her eyes were the same color as her hair - chocolate cherry. Her lips were covered with thin red lipstick that glimmered her beauty.

Kiba sat on a stool next to her. He ordered a glass of whiskey he has no interest in drinking but he ordered nevertheless.

"Are you not going to make a conversation now that you have taken a seat?" The woman asked, startling him.

Kiba was caught off-guard but he didn't show it on his face. With a smile, he turned towards her, and said, "I was thinking of topics for conversation."

"And have you found one?" The woman asked with a faint smile. She took a sip from her glass while checking his handsome face out.

"Oh yes," Kiba nodded firmly. "I have... A great topic, if I may say it myself."

"Do tell," The woman said with some interest. "I'm curious."

She has experienced a lot in her life thanks to both short and long relationships she had. This experiences helped her in understanding men better, at least to a far better extent compared to when she was in her twenties. Earlier, she might be deceived by any random, good-for-nothing pussyhound but not now.

"Words are like magic," The woman thought.

A good set of words in the form of conversation or dialogue can work as a hypnotism medium and help one in achieving what one desire. This has been done by politicians, news anchor, game hosts, and so on. A sly tongue was far more useful than muscular strength that might not achieve the same efforts.

The years of experience gave her pretty good ideas on conversation men try to use to make a woman open her legs.

Flattery on appearance and stupid short tales of romance were the most obvious choices; something she was really tired of. She swore she would slap the next man who would give compliments on her beauty.

Couldn't men be original and think of something unique to get them in bed?!

Then there were men who would try to play hunk. They would both openly and subtly speak tales of their bravado. In many cases, such man would use others to spread their hunk image in order to make a woman feel he was the one she must truly spend her night with. They would be drunk on their handsome facial features, body, strength, wealth, and so on. She truly disliked this category of men for they believed themselves as god's gift to women.

Then there were even men who would try little scheming by not-so-obvious use of jealousy and misunderstandings. Such types of schemes were played by provoking negative sentiments to make a woman agree to spread her legs. This category of men was hard to avoid if they know about the woman from before.

And then at the last category were the useless men who lacked any real skills. They would use the help of **** drugs and alcohol to lower inhibitions.

No matter which type of men, the woman never liked a man who only cared about his own pleasure and not his partner's. She believed sex should be enjoyable for both parties and last long for both to climax. This made her dislike men who were 'faster than a bullet'.

"Before we discuss the topic you have found," The woman said after placing the glass down. "Let me introduce myself - My name is Denisa. I believe other details can wait for the future."

"I agree," Kiba said with a nod. "My name is Kiba."

"A strange name," Denisa said while focusing on his mesmerizing eyes. "So what is the topic we should discuss?"

"Which side of the bed you will sleep on," Kiba said, his spellbinding eyes concentrated on hers.

"What!?" Denisa was surprised.

She was expecting flattery or even conversations on the core region or the auction. Many men used such hot topics to sound interesting and intelligent. She believed such men fail to realize a bar was not the right place to prove intelligence. If a woman wanted a smart man for a casual hookup, she would try a library.

Denisa definitely didn't expect Kiba to start his conversation with this.

"We should also discuss what is a strict no for you," Kiba continued further. His eyes moved on her cleavage before moving further down. "And what you truly like."

His eyes were like of a predator admiring his prey; full of lust.

Denisa was stunned by his bold act. In her life, she has rarely met this type of men.

"The cocky ones! The ones who are confident in their skin due to experience and ability!" Denisa's lips curved up into a smile as she thought in her heart.

"What makes you believe I want to sleep with you?" Denisa curiously asked.

"The same reason you assumed I want to sleep with you," Kiba answered in a relaxed voice. "To get your rocks off."

"Aha~ You men have a wild imagination," Denisa sipped the entire glass before continuing. "But are you up and ready for the task?"

Kiba rose to his feet and offered her a hand, "Only one way to know for sure."

"Brazen and bold," Denisa mused as she looked into him. She nodded and gave her his hand after which he guided her into his place.

His lodge has two rooms and a bath. He quickly opened the entrance and by the time they entered the drawing-room, they have discarded their shoes.

They were far too impatient to cover the distance of bedroom.

Kiba pinned her against the wall adjacent to the fireplace. His body was closed into hers and he pulled her face for a kiss.

He implanted his mouth over her full red lips and experienced warmth and passion no weaker than his own. His hands wandered over her smooth, round ass cheeks. He caressed them through the silky cocktail dress that offered little resistance to his advances.

Diane responded to his actions in a hurry. Her tongue flicked out of her lips and explored his mouth. Their tongues lashed and curled around each other; the aroma and taste of alcohol mixing in their bodies...

Chapter 279 - Denisa

Garrick Angel Inn.

Room No. 121.

The wood logs in the fireplace burned brightly into red flames, spreading heat across the room. Adjacent to a nearby wall, Denisa was pinned against the hard surface but she felt no discomfort.

She has wrapped her arms around Kiba's neck as they kissed with a fiery passion. They savored the kiss for a long time before he nipped her lower lip with his teeth. She responded by running the tip of her tongue across his upper lip before sucking his lower lip between hers. She felt his tongue touching hers and a tremor of ecstasy ran through her brain.

He devoured her mouth greedily by pushing his tongue as far into her as he could. Their tongues danced in a battle of lust and they tangled with the flavor of each other.

The taste of alcohol in her mouth and the perfume of her body served as the best aphrodisiac he could ever consume. Her breasts were pressing tightly against his chest as he caressed her butt cheeks.

He cupped them more tightly to push her further into him. He then gave them a firm squeeze before sliding his hands up her smooth back to undress her.

Their kiss finally broke and she removed her tongue from his mouth. A chain of saliva parted from her rosy lips as her mouth parted from his.

Denisa looked at him with admiration. She felt he certainly was an expert in at least kissing. If he was even half as good in other things then the night would definitely be fun for her.

Kiba slipped his fingers of each hand under her straps. He then slowly moved the straps to the edges of her shoulders.

The white untanned flesh of her firm, round breasts came in sight.

"No bra?" Kiba was amazed by the milky flesh in front of him. "You are a hell of a tempting woman."

His hands gripped her breasts to caress the soft flesh. He first kissed her on the neck and continued to kiss down as he arrived on the soft pillows of her cleavage.

The touches of his lips on her flesh were short and gentle like the passing breeze; making the short hairs to stand up.

He planted his face between her breasts and enjoyed the gentle caressing. She cupped her tits and pressed them against either side of his face, allowing him to enjoy the sensuous feeling.

His hands were not free for they were fully concentrated on kneading her nipples. His fingers closed around her nipples and his fingernails dug right into the puckered flesh.

A low moan came from her red lips and she gripped his head to play with his hair. A thundering sensation then ran through her spine along with the pain from his rough kneading.

His mouth moved on her right breast to suck and caress. He licked her nipple while she gasped and groaned. He was like a greedy child at the sight of her breasts. He sucked one nipple after another between his lips, sending another chill down her spine.

Her hands ruffled his hair and she leaned her head up.

"You truly know your job!" Denisa muttered between her gasps. "Just continue like this and I promise you a terrific night!"

Kiba didn't stop and he fondled her breasts as he wished while sucking on her hard, chocolaty nipples. His caressing was sometimes soft and sometimes rough, making her hard to expect, and in turn, increasing her pleasure from the unexpected nature of his touches.

Densia's face and neck were flushed red from arousal. The musky scent of her womanhood filled the air.

Kiba's right hand moved down between her legs. Her pussy was wrapped by a black thong and he gently tugged it down, exposing the neatly trimmed bush and the slash of crimson.

His lips continued to enjoy the soft flesh of her breasts while he ran his fingers over her moist slit. He massaged the edges of her labia.

Her breathing turned heavy and she moaned loudly in arousal as he pushed a finger inside her warm and moist pussy. His finger moved in and out of her moist vagina like a pistol while his other finger rubbed her clit.

"Eat me!" Denisa requested. She quickly discarded her half-open cocktail dress to help him in better access.

Kiba's face moved down her breasts. He kissed over the flatness of her belly before sliding his tongue above her bellybutton. He rolled his tongue out to lick her bellybutton while her scents of desire entertained his senses.

She was impatient and wanted his tongue her inside but he wanted to worship every part of her body. He continued to implant small kisses on her skin, making her tremble as he moved further down.

She breathed in relief and expectations when his face finally moved between her thighs.

His eyes were glued on her wet crimson slash. Her pussy lips were puffy and swollen looking from the constant teasing.

The wet juices on her pink foldings were a sight to behold. It was something he could never tired of, He slipped his tongue on her inner thigh and moved upwards.

Denisa let out a sigh of frustration as his tongue slipped past her pussy and licked directly on her other inner thigh.

Eager for release, she grounded her hips to plant her pussy on his mouth. His lips brushed on her vaginal foldings and her scent of arousal seared his nostrils. He fulfilled her request and shoved his tongue out while cupping her ass cheeks tightly for support.

"Oh god!"

She leaned her head back as his tongue licked the cover of her slit. Her fingers ran wildly through his hairs as he began tasting her essence.

He rolled his tongue through her vaginal foldings before arriving on her clit. His movements were a mixture of sliding his tongue deep inside her pussy to tickling her clit. She let out yelps of pleasure as he serviced her further.

He lapped her pussy with the tip of his tongue before shoving it fully deep inside. He licked her juice while rolling his tongue in deep circular motions.

She writhed in ecstasy as he sucked her crimson inside through his lips. His movements were gentle like the first attempts of a baby at sucking but backed by experience.

"Ohhh yesss!"

Convulsions of orgasms streamed out from her vagina and her entire body turned rigid. Her pussy squeezed and juiced poured out; coating his mouth with her arousal.

She let out a scream of ecstasy before turning silent and enjoying the fading feeling of her release. Her entire body was flushed crimson and the afterglow of orgasm was clearly visible on her face.

Kiba rose to his feet. He looked on as she took a deep intake of breath.

"You didn't disappoint me," Denisa said with a smile.

She pulled him for a kiss and tasted her own arousal on his lips. She felt the large bulge in his pants pressing against hers as they kissed and shared their passion.

Her hand rubbed his hardon through his pants. Her eyes flashed with surprise as she felt the length of his shaft.

Denisa lowered her eyes and opened his zip to take out his cock. Her eyes marveled in praise as she checked his large, thick erection. His hardon throbbed and pulsing with heat in her hand.

"Let me return the favor by giving you a b----" She didn't even get to complete her words as he lifted her up in arms.

"You can return the favor later," Kiba said with impatience. "Now I want to fuck you."

Denisa looked at him in the eyes and once again noticed the naked lust. She understood his need and urge so she quickly wrapped her legs around his waist.

He slowly positioned her wet entrance on the head of his cock and gently lowered her down. He slowly slid it into her, inch after inch.

Her slippery wet tunnel was tight but hevenly around his cock. The size of his erection made her gasp and draw breath as she shoved further in.

He finally got it all the way in and she groaned loudly. Her head snapped back and squealed in both pleasure and pain.

He gripped her properly before he started long but slow strokes; giving her ample of time to adapt to him. Slowly, her ass moved up and down on her own as she began enjoying him in equal amount.

He increased his pace by every stroke and rammed into her with more force.

"Oh fuck!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and brought her lips on his for another kiss.

He pounded faster into her and thrust inch after inch into her tight pussy. On her own, she began to squeeze and twist on his cock.

Her boobs pressed tightly on his chest as they fucked like animals in heat. They both grunted and moaned as they reached closer to their release.

"That's it!"

She screamed loudly and shut her eyes close while pressing on him tightly. She shuddered and spasmed as the feeling of euphoria invaded her.

The orgasm was like streams of current ran through; making her body entire tremble and clamp. Her toes curled up and her pussy pressed tightly against his cock.

Kiba grunted before pumping out waves of sperms into her. He was exhausted as he pulled out of her pussy.

Denisa unwrapped her legs from his waist and got on her feet. She was sweating and exhausted but the afterglow of sex was far stronger than she has ever experienced in her life.

"You were definitely good," She said while looking down and noticed strings of cum dripped down from her. She was not worried about pregnancy as she was on pills.

Kiba didn't say anything and just sat down on a sofa. The first round was over but he has no plans of ending it this soon.

Denisa understood his intention for they were same as hers. She knew the next round would last longer and they can try more positions, unlike this time.

She glanced at the watch and her lips formed into a smile, "We still have 7 hours for the morning."

"Then we should use them to the fullest," Kiba responded with a smile.

He didn't know anything about her except for her name but he actually liked her. She knew what she wanted and was not shy about it. She was also not restricted to society's orthodox views on sex and women.

As far as he was concerned, that was the right way of life. And as for feminine virtue... Well, according to him, it was nothing but a convenient masculine invention.

Denisa nodded after which she filled a glass with water and consumed it slowly. She wiped the sweat from her body with a towel and threw it away.

She then slowly arrived in front of him and kneeled between his outstretched legs.

"Let me get you ready," Denisa said while her right hand moved on his spent cock. "I know a perfect way to get you prepared in no time."

"I'm waiting to experience the method," Kiba sat in comfort. "I have a feeling it is related to the favor you owned."

"You are corect," Denisa stroked his cock for few seconds and it started responding to her actions. She felt it turning hard and long in her hand.

She then leaned down to rub her lips on the head of his cock. She tasted the mixture of her juice and his cum as her lips parted to take him in.

Her tongue slipped out to lick the head and she felt his shaft increasing further.

"Your method is working," Kiba appreciated her hardwork and he pinned her head down to help her in completing her task. Her tongue slowly lick back and forth over tip, cleaning her juices and his cum.

She closed her eyes and pushed his cock into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as his shaft grew further under her magical technique...

Chapter 280 - Denisa (Part II)

Kiba was relaxed on the sofa. His face was that of a man in heaven and he was truly in heaven. Well, as close to heaven that was possible for a living man.

Denisa stuck her tongue out and cleaned the precum oozing from the tip of his cock. Her manicured hand stroked the shaft slowly as she licked over the head.

Her soft lips and tongue moved down his shaft. The sensation was magical and this was especially true when she twirled her tongue around. She both kissed and licked as she slide down his shaft. Her free hand caressed his balls while she continued to give him short strokes.

She leaned further down and started sucking his balls. She knew her way around and there was no competition for the sweet combination of her tongue and lips.

Kiba felt a flash of current inside him as she hummed with pleasure on his balls. She rolled the tip to send a tingling sensation after which she started licking the backside of his shaft while moving up.

"I hope you are enjoying yourself," Denisa said with a smile. She has enjoyed the oral he gave her earlier and she believed in the concept of equal pleasure.

Her sensuous lips parted and slipped her mouth over the head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around the crown of his cock before taking more of his shaft inside.

She slid her mouth up before quickly plunging it back on his cock. Bobbing her head up, down, up, down, she gave him oral sex that was no less pleasurable than actual penetration.

She tongued the sensitive head of his cock while he was inside her mouth. Her saliva made his shaft wet and glistening, and by now, she was sure she was ready for the next step - deep throat. She was not fully confident due to the enormous size but she loved challenges.

Denisa wrapped her hands around his waist as his cock disappeared between her soft lips. She continued to swallow his shaft further till the head of his cock plunged down into her warm wet throat.

She showed no sign of stopping and refused to admit defeat till she has taken him further in. Her throat constricted around his cock and she felt her vision turning blurred as her breathing turned difficult.

She finally let go of his cock and her eyes were filled with tears as she sucked in air.

"That was damn impressive," Kiba praised her with admiration.

"Glad you enjoyed yourself," Denisa responded while rising on her feet. "Now, time for mutual enjoyment."

She positioned herself on him and her hand guided his cock into her. His pulsating and throbbing head pressed against her pussy lips before entering inside.

She wrapped her hands around his neck while she rode his cock. Her breasts followed a mesmerizing motion as her warm tunnel wrapped around his erection.

She was in the control and it was her who decided till what depth she wanted to take him. Slowly, she increased the depths of her strokes and then the pace.

Kiba grabbed her right breast and started sucking on her nipple while they continued to fuck. She moved up and down in fast, long strokes. Her head was leaned back as she enjoyed the pulsing cock inside her.

Kiba greedily sucked on her nipples one after another. He moved his arms around her back and rose to his feet.

Denisa didn't stop and he didn't want her to. The penetration continued as he walked into the bedroom. She quickly got out of his arms and fell on the bed with a smirk. She stretched her legs out and spread them wide in V shape to invite him.

Kiba rubbed the head of his cock in her slit. He slowly barged inside her, inch by inch, making her squirm in pleasure. She gasped loudly as he thrust till her end in one go. His strokes were fast and powerful with no hint of gentleness.

Denisa screamed and wriggled in ecstasy. She wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as the pace of his thrusts increased. His balls slapped against her ass as he thrust deep inside her. The smell of sex was strong in the room.

Her breasts bounced back and forth in hypnotic rhythm as he pounded. His thrusts were so deep and strong that her entire body shook extensively.

She closed her eyes as she reached close to her climax. In the darkness, she felt firecrackers exploding and she shuddered in orgasm. She arched back as waves of pleasures swept in every corner of her body.

Her vaginal muscles tightened around his cock but he was nowhere near release. She was hypersensitive from her climax and his continuous thrusts amplified the ecstasy from the carnal pleasures.

He slide his cock out of her pussy and turned her around. She bent over and crouched on all fours. He tugged her chocolate cherry hair to pull her head up just as he thrust inside her from the back.

She moaned with every pump of his throbbing cock while her pussy twirled around him. She screamed and gasped for air as he pistoned in and out.

Kiba cupped her breasts from behind and as he did, she trembled further. The thrusts were deeper and she was on the verge of another release.

He kissed on her soft back and kneaded her nipples while continuing to pound her. Her fine hairs stood up as she felt a bolt of thunder coursing through her body. Her breathing turned heavier and herbeat was loud enough to sound in the room.

She was now a writhing mass of hot orgasmic flesh as waves of pleasure scattered to her extremities.

Kiba pressed faster as he reached close to climax. He jerked and released thick ropes of cum inside her sticky tunnel.

Tired but happy, he collapsed on the right side of the bed. Denisa followed suit and she lied down on the bed. She fell asleep in less than a minute with an euphoric smile on her face.

"Nothing can be as exhausting and pleasurable as a woman," Kiba murmured to himself.

If there were gods in this world, he truly prayed to bless him with such hard work every day. Even in his sleep, he was ready to exhaust himself for the joy of others.

He muttered his pray to any god that was willing to listen to the request of a mortal after which sleep engulfed him.

He didn't know what he would dream tonight but he was sure it couldn't be better than what he witnessed in the day.

The next morning.

Kiba was awakened by a unique greeting. Denisa has his morning wood in her mouth and she gave him good service.

"Good morning," Denisa said while bobbing up and down his cock.

"Woman, you are going to make my other mornings terrible now that I have such a pleasurable morning," Kiba replied with a smile.

"I'm here to impress," Denisa said as she concentrated on the task in her hand. "And so are you."

Despite his tiredness, he was ready for another round and had a short session with her. Afterward, they decided to bath together in order to conserve water and do their bit to save environment.

The bath started by washing each other's back. Kiba was rubbing the foam on her back when he decided her breasts needed some scrubbing. He was gently rubbing the soap on her soft pillows when she felt she should help him in washing so that they can save time. The next he knew, her hands were on his cock and rubbing his balls. The effects of their washing were different than they expected, and instead of washing their bodies, they were letting out moans of pleasure.

Their bodies were covered in rosy foams, and as shower water sweep through them, their lips joined for a deep passionate kiss.

Soon, the bathing turned into a long, steamy session that made them sweat again.

They stopped an hour later after which they decided to take separate baths. They were sure if they bath together then they would remain trapped in the bathroom forever.

The first to take bath was Denisa followed by Kiba.

When Kiba stepped out of the bathroom, he saw her fully ready. She has donned a white robe with golden linings over a pair of white trousers.

"She must have a spatial storage item," Kiba thought. "So she must either be very rich or very strong."

Last night, she was clad in a black cocktail dress but her present attire was completely different. It was hard to imagine she was the same fiery woman from before.

Her soft, flawless ivory skin sparkled despite no sign of makeup. She has no wrinkles or any sign which proved she was in her late thirties.

Kiba checked her around as she clad boots on her feet. His eyes focused on her white star-shaped earrings upon which red runic design were engraved.

He tried to recall where he has seen this star-shaped design before...

Chapter 281 - Pythia

Denisa stood in front of a large mirror as she combed her long, wavy chocolate cherry hair. She kept two locks hanging down, one on either side of her head, running past her shoulders.

The white rob with golden linings covered her long hair from behind. She adjusted the earrings on her earlobes before clamping her boots.

The white, star-shaped earrings gleamed brightly on her ivory skin. The red runic engravings on them flashed with a soft glow that was mesmerizing to the soul.

Some distance away, Kiba observed the earrings carefully and his eyes brightened as he thought of something.

"Cult of Asteria," He recalled why he felt the design of the earrings seemed familiar to him. "The cult dedicated to studying the nocturnal oracles and falling stars."

In the modern era, the religions of the past were active but they no longer held the supreme influence. The advancement in technology and the resulting evolution from the meteorites made it difficult for the religious leaders to sell their glorious gods as the supreme ones.

It was not like the various religious leaders, churches, and temples didn't try to hold their influence on the masses. They propagandized various mythologies mentioned in religious epics related to armageddon, the prophecies of the promised one, the reincarnation of the god, and so on. Sadly for them, the development of the evolved world far exceeded the capacity of their old thought process.

They didn't adapt fast enough to spread their teachings in the new world. They still have a sizable population of followers but nowhere near the past.

The world works in balance.

The destruction of one is the growth of another. The end of one conflict is the beginning of another.

Similarly, the dwindling influence of past religions helped in the establishment of new religions. Just like the past, many of the new religions have fanatics. These fanatics called for the blood of those from other religions but thankfully, they didn't succeed due to the might of the world government.

In the present, the religious organizations and sects functioned in the background. They tried to influence the world through indirect means by using mediums similar to the world government. Of course, their political power was nowhere near enough to usurp the throne and play an important role as their ancestors did.

The Cult of Asteria was not a full religion. It was on the borderline with its members focusing more on evolution path hinted in stars rather than religious teachings on the workings of stars in human life. Every member has to past a rigorous exam which tests knowledge, strength, and dedication.

Kiba has read about this cult once when he was in Delta City. If he didn't remember it wrong, the cult was in the news as they have developed a new flight system capable of intergalactic transportation.

Inter-planet travel has been available for a long time with humans having their colonies on many planets in the solar system. Intergalactic travel, on the other hand, was rather impossible due to the light-year distance. The Cult of Asteria has supposedly found a way to overcome the limitations of human technology by studying ways from the destroyed world.

He didn't know whether it was fiction or truth or a mixture of both...

Denisa rose to her feet and washed her hands with a towel. She tossed the towel on the bed before turning towards him. She was surprised to see his eyes were glued on her face.

"Didn't you have enough of me?" Denisa asked in a teasing tone.

She was feeling sore from the raw pounding she got in the last few hours and she was sure his sack was also completely empty.

"Nope," Kiba answered with a wink. He stepped in front of her and kissed on her lips.

"Actually, you have," Denisa said as their kiss broke. She rubbed the fabric of his towel and felt his spent cock. She knew there was no way he could be ready after pumping for so many rounds.

"I guess for now," Kiba has to agree. He sat down on the bed and looked at her. "But I know, it was a one-night stand so no worries."

Denisa smiled in acknowledgment. She wanted to relieve and enjoy herself with no string attached. This was why she went to the bar to find a good companion and she got in the form of Kiba. The same went for him.

A long fling would make things complex and might even lead to bad blood if things didn't work out properly. This was especially true since they were in Desolate Blood Forest so there was no place for emotions like anger and jealousy.

"I truly enjoyed myself, more than I had in my entire life," Denisa wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a long kiss with tongue. "I appreciate you more than I ever could and I'm happy that you respect the boundaries."

Kiba nodded and she turned around. She slowly left the room without saying anything further. They never shared any information except for their names and that's how they both wanted.

Kiba didn't feel sad or disappointed. He got what he wanted and that made him happy. He discarded his towel and turned towards his clothes.

They were made from specialized nanofibers created by Claudia. Their innate design made it possible for them to clean themselves and change in any form of clothing.

Kiba placed a finger on the clothes and they shattered into minuscule crystalline particles. The particles flew through the air before wrapping around his body. The crystalline particles were like air currents of a vortex and they spun around him with a bright radiance.

The next moment, he was clad in a white shirt and black pants along with matching shoes. Kiba wanted to sigh. His attire didn't match a person on an adventure in a dangerous land. If anything, it appeared to be casual as if he was in some park.

He obviously knew why Claudia programmed such design in the nanofibers. She wanted him to think his trip to the forest as a fun trip instead of some dangerous mission. The mentality one hold towards a task plays a big role in human psychology. The importance it plays is often neglected without realizing the difference it could result in.

Kiba looked at his reflection in the mirror as he applied oil on his hair and combed them. He stretched his hand out before leaving the room and knocking on Ashlyn's room. She opened the room in just a moment and left with him for breakfast in the dining hall below.

***

An hour later.

Kiba and Ashlyn left to visit the market. The streets were crowded but they had no trouble in checking the shops and stalls around.

"You seem tired," Ashlyn remarked as they walked forward. "You didn't sleep well?"

"........" Kiba's cheeks twitched in slight embarrassment. He took a deep breath and said, "I slept well, rather too well. Just didn't get enough rest."

Ashlyn looked at him in bewilderment.

If he slept well then how could he not get enough rest?

She didn't get to enquire further as their attention was taken by a shop ahead. The shop was rather vast and covered with red curtains. The size and the lavish design at the entrance left no doubt the cost required to build it in on land where every inch was worth in gold.

Yet the number of customers was zero. It was not like people didn't want to visit the shop, it was just that they lacked the means to visit it.

On the curtains, there was a large image of a blue fortune-telling crystal ball.

A young boy opened the curtains and stepped out to greet Kiba and Ashlyn.

"Please enter," The young boy said in a very polite tone. "My mistress is waiting for you."

Kiba was intrigued. He knew there were mutants with the abilities of retrocognition and precognition. In a way, these abilities were related to the domain of time, and some truly expert ones could carry out divination.

He remembered Castor Damon mentioning that Holy Seer of Atlantis was the greatest oracle on Earth. He didn't know much about Atlantis except for the fables he heard in passing but as per Castor Damon, the Holy Seer's bloodline originated from the Lords of Time.

Kiba had no idea on what Lords of Time were or their role in the universe. He only assumed they were from the same world as Princess Scarlet Leila De Rose, and as such, they should be really powerful. This seemed especially true as they were master of one of the domains on which the very universe functioned.

"Would you please follow me?" The young boy pleaded seeing no response from the guests.

Kiba looked at Ashlyn and she nodded at the request of the young boy.

"Guide us," Kiba said and they both stepped inside the shop.

"Thank you," The young boy followed ahead.

As Kiba and Ashlyn walked inside, they were greeted by a misty, rosy fog that elevated their senses and made them feel rejuvenated.

"Not bad," Kiba thought. Perhaps the fog sensed his thoughts, and it started churning.

Soon, it conjured into shapes of people they had met in the past and were about to meet in the future.

Kiba was impressed but he didn't think much. So far, it was an elementary display of power and he has to see the real deal to truly judge.

A minute later, they entered a closed room where a woman was sitting in a chair across a wooden table. There were two empty chairs in front of her and the woman raised their head as they stepped inside.

She was a slender and very youthful woman with olive skin and dirty blonde hairs reaching past her shoulders. She was in a loose yellow robe and the swells of her breasts were highlighted.

A small, rotating hourglass golden pendant was tucked between her cleavage.

Kiba's attention was held by the pendant. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the energy emitting out of her as the natural aura.

In the darkness, she was a body of fire, radiating powerful energy fluctuations of time. He didn't know for sure, but he believed she was at the least a level VII.

An Alpha!

Her strength was no weaker than his present self. And if the time fluctuations around her were real, she was definitely one of the strongest mutants in The Fair, if not the strongest.

Kiba was surprised by the situation.

Why would such a person run a fortune shop?! Was she that bored that she has to spend her time predicting the future of others for some money?!

"Dear patrons, please have a seat," The woman said in a sweet tone while pointing to the chairs opposite to hers. She made a hand signal and the young boy stepped out of the room.

Kiba and Ashlyn followed her request and made themselves comfortable.

"My parents changed my birth name to Pythia when one of my abilities awakened," She introduced herself. "I use my meager ability to make my living by the grace of fortunate customers such as you."

"Forgive me for being cynical," Kiba started speaking when she completed her introduction. "But isn't knowing the future actually useless?"

If a person knew something bad was bound to happen, and he tried to take actions to avoid the destined outcome, it might so happen that his very actions would actually lead to the said outcome. As such, just what was the use of knowing the future when it could result in a disadvantage?! Of course, knowing about happy events didn't harm but there was no benefit in it either.

"Everything in this world has its advantage and disadvantage," Pythia replied with a sweet smile. "Sometimes it is just that we found disadvantages first and ignore the advantages waiting for us."

"And what might be those advantages?" Kiba curiously asked. He was in no need of lottery tickets or money so he removed it from the possible list of advantages.

"That's for you to find," Pythia answered vaguely. "If I tell you everything then where would be the fun of exploring?"

"I guess you have a point there," Kiba acknowledged. "So what is it the price we have to pay to know about our future?"

"The lady has to pay with a hundred-years-old Life Replenishing fruit," Pythia stated her price. "As for you, you can pay with five jars of Spatial Golden Sand."

"You call this as making a living?!" Kiba was startled by her demands. She was practically carrying out daylight robbery in a legal manner.

"Yes, such small deals bring food on my table" Pythia nodded in affirmative. "Besides, Fate has been smiling on you for the last four and a half years so I see no reason for you to react in such a manner."

Kiba was visibly stunned by her last statement.

"Don't you want to know just how successful you were in your dream of cuckolding every man with a beautiful wife?" Pythia further asked.

Chapter 282 - River of Time

The room walls were white, engraved with bright flowery designs. The engravings were real-like with them emitting a pleasant scent in the air.

In the center, Pythia sat on a chair opposite to Kiba and Ashlyn. On the table between them, there were three glasses of wine and a vase filled with a bouquet of roses.

The petals danced and sway in a mesmerizing manner as their sweet smell greeted the senses of everyone in the room.

Pythia rested her chin on her hands. The rotating hourglass pendant tucked between her cleavage glittered brightly as she opened her lips and said, "Don't you want to know just how successful you were in your dream of cuckolding every man with a beautiful wife?"

Kiba was truly stunned by her words. First, she mentioned how Fate has been smiling at him from the last 4.5 years. Now, this question about his dreams.

"Retrocognition - the ability to discern events of the past," Kiba thought in his heart. "Does she also knows about Cosmic Spark and the events that unfolded in BSE79 meteorite!? No, that should be impossible given what transpired in the final event."

Kiba relaxed as he recalled the event that changed his life.

"What is cuckolding?" Ashlyn's voice awakened Kiba from his thoughts. She was looking at him and Pythia in puzzlement. She only understood a part of Pythia's sentence and the word 'cuckold' made it difficult for her to comprehend the entire meaning.

"..."

Kiba and Pythia were left speechless by her curious expression. Kiba was sweating bullets while Pythia felt hot blood rushing to her face.

Pythia tried to cover her embarrassment by making a light coughing sound and saying, "Your partner is very good in explaining such things."

Ashlyn's emerald eyes sparkled. She nodded and turned towards Kiba for an explanation. The curiosity and thirst for knowledge were clearly visible on her face despite her cold, poker expression.

"..." Kiba wished he could bury himself in some hole and hide forever.

Anyone who has seen the promotional holographic projections of Wife Pleasuring Service Pvt Ltd and Mistress Massage Center would agree that he was very good in explaining things.

Daniel and Sarah would even agree that Kiba can make a couple feel just how beneficial cuckolding is for married life. (Chapter 43 and 77).

Kiba knew he was good but he couldn't actually state the truth to Ashlyn. He has been extra careful to hide his true personality so that she would think he was a kind and honest man who would commit no evil.

Alas, he didn't know that he failed in image building. As far as Ashlyn was concerned, she believed he was a borderline villain with heavy sadistic tendencies. The only thing she didn't know about was his sexual deviant side.

"The word cuckold basically derives itself from a bird species called cuckoo. The bird practices what is known as brood parasitism," Kiba took a deep breath before starting. He didn't want to entirely deceive her so he explained in details.

"Brood parasitism is practiced by cuckoo subspecies and other birds as well as fish and insects, but in the cuckoo's case, the basic gist is simple - rather than building a nest and incubate its eggs there like most birds, the cuckoo lays its eggs in the nests of other birds. When the parasitic cuckoos hatch, the host bird cares for the hatchlings like its own. Most often it is because the eggs she laid were destroyed by the cuckoo though not always."

Ashlyn was surprised. She felt cuckoo was truly deceitful and evil.

Kiba's lips were quivering as he observed the emotions on her face. He took another breath before continuing, "Obviously, in the human case, it is different. Most males might not agree but Cuckolding is a big responsibility. It is a noble duty that no one is ready to take due to the heavy burden."

"Burden?" Ashlyn was bewildered. She has assumed cuckolding should be evil given its association with the cuckoo.

"Yes," Kiba nodded and continued in a serious tone. "Human males are always busy and occupied thanks to their thirst for wealth, strength and power. They forgot the happiness of their better halves who are often left in their homes; cold and alone. Sadly, the fragile nature of male egos makes it difficult for women to seek happiness elsewhere. If they do, the bitter men feel they were hurt and offended. They call the act of seeking happiness as evil by giving it derogatory names. The society, in turn, refers to the so-called offended male as cuckold - associating it with the act of cuckoo. But tell me, just what was wrong in a woman seeking happiness? It is not like she is taking something from her better half. She is only getting happiness when her partner is occupied. In fact, as per research, this practice actually benefits the so-called offended party the most. Sadly, we live in a society where men refuse to see reason. Years ago, I swore to change this and help in women seeking happiness. Before coming to the forest, my main profession was sharing the burden of men by helping their women find happiness. To do this, I founded a few non-profit organizations and employed staff with my own money. My practice in the city benefits both husband and wife though most couples might not agree in open due to our close-minded and evil society."

"Oh!" Ashlyn accepted the explanation.

She did find it hard to believe that a sadist like him was helping couples for free but she thought he has no reason to lie. His impression improved in her mind and she believed a part of him was truly kind.

"So my dream in simple words is to cuckold every man with a (beautiful) wife," Kiba concluded in a heavy voice. "The visit to the forest has stopped my dream but I plan to pursue it as soon as I return back and help unhappy couples in finding joy."

Pythia's cheeks twitched and her entire face flushed red. She felt his skin was truly thick for him to give such an explanation with a straight face.

She glanced at Ashlyn and felt bad for her. The poor girl has swallowed the explanation even without understanding what type of happiness he was talking about.

"Most likely due to her closed and controlled upbringing in that orphanage," Pythia's eyes furrowed. "Being born as a cursed one is bad enough but living the life she has lived..."

She shook her head and cleared her thoughts. She didn't want to spoil her mood by thinking about what Ashlyn has suffered.

Pythia looked at Kiba to know his answer to the question she asked.

"No, I don't want to know just how successful I would be in my pursuit of dreams," Kiba answered with a smile. "There are things I'm curious about but I don't want to spoil my dreams. If I know I'm not going to be successful, then I would just get depressed and my mind would be pre-occupied with thoughts. On the other hand, if I know I'm going to be super successful, then I would get complacent. I would stop experimenting and seeking new schemes by thinking I'm destined to be successful. In either case, it would change me, even if the future might be the same. As far as I'm concerned, my dreams are my gifts to myself, and I want to unwrap them with my own hands. I don't want the surprise to be spoiled by knowing in advance."

Pythia let out a soft chuckle.

"Fair enough," Pythia acknowledged with a smile before she turned serious. "There are things you still might want to know though."

Pythia opened her eyes and her pupils glowed with the radiance of temporal energy as she looked at him. As an Alpha, she could sense the disturbance in time and feel the violent waves in the River of Time.

The River of Time was an incorporeal and formless river that flew throughout the universe. Instead of water droplets, the river carried the events forward. In a way, it was responsible for the very reality.

From the last six months, she has felt chaotic movement in the time flow. The disturbance was rather very faint and almost negligible but it was enough to shock her out of wits.

Time was one of the domains which were responsible for the governance of the entire universe. As such, even faint disturbance was impossible to create due to its stable nature.

As she looked at Kiba, she felt the flow of time around him as normal. He didn't emit any fluctuations related with the power of time.

Yet, she could feel a faint sense of hatred from the time waves.

This terrfiied her. River of Time didn't have sentinence and yet, it carried a negative emotion towards him...

Chapter 283 - Events of Future Past

(A/N: This chapter deals with plotlines mentioned in Volume 1 and the start of Volume 2.)

Kiba felt Pythia scrutinizing him. He could sense temporal fluctuations from her eyes as she observed him. He was ignorant about time-based abilities so he wasn't sure what she was doing.

"There are things you truly must know from both the past and the future," Pythia said, her expression heavy. "But you must understand I need payment so that I can bring food on my table. Give me five jars of Spatial Golden Sand and I will help you."

Kiba looked at her for a long time before nodding. Spatial Golden Sand was created in the core of a galaxy. It was a priceless commodity on Earth but he has it in good amount thanks to Immortal Devourer Serpent.

He pointed a finger on the table. Clusters of white light surged out of his finger. The lights fused together before transforming into five jars filled with Spatial Golden Sand. Each grain of sand was twisting a vortex, emitting a terrifying sucking force. If not for the reinforced glass jar, the entire shop would have been destroyed just from the force.

Pythia smiled at the sight of the jars. She tapped the ring on her right hand. The surface of the ring radiated a stream of light that enveloped the jars. The next moment, they disappeared and transferred into the storage space inside her ring.

"Place your hands on the table," Pythia raised her head and said. Kiba did as she asked and she then placed her hands on his.

Bright streams of red temporal currents swept out of her body and wrapped Kiba. Ashlyn silently overlooked without any emotions on her face. She would only interfere if she felt any malice from Pythia, otherwise, she has no intention of interfering.

Pythia closed her eyes tight and Kiba did the same. Their consciousness merged into temporal waves and swept through the River of Time...

-----

When Kiba opened his eyes, he found himself in a cave. He observed his body and realized he has no actual presence to speak of. He was just an incorporeal form of temporal currents.

Next to him, Pythia was standing. She checked the cave surface and noticed the cave mass was created from soils of the alien world.

"Where are we?" Pythia wondered aloud.

Kiba didn't reply. He observed the surface of the cave carefully and saw the runic designs engraved on it.

He was trying to understand their meaning when a loud bang voice came from above. Kiba raised his head to see the ceiling of the cave shatter apart.

A girl fell through the layers of stone and soil. The girl collapsed on the floor, her knees and ankles scratched.

Kiba and Pythia looked at the girl. She was wearing dark goggles that matched with her short raven hair and fair skin.

"Her features seem familiar," Kiba carefully observed the girl but couldn't recall this 13-14 years old girl.

At the same time, the gap on the ceiling automatically started filling up with a new mass of soil and stones. The girl was frightened and she unsuccessfully tried to leap through the rapidly disappearing hole in the ceiling.

She took out her cellphone but noticed no network. She tried to find ways to leave the cave without any success.

The cave has no gap, no doors, no holes. There was no lack of oxygen though it was impossible to determine where it was coming from.

Hours passed, and the girl's expression was filled with despair. She cried and screamed for help but nothing happened.

More hours passed. The girl was looking for means to escape when she unknowingly tapped on a hidden runic engraving on the wall surface.

The runes on the surface became visible and a dark stream coursed them. The runes flashed into blinding radiance, and the same moment, the girl disappeared.

Kiba and Pythia faded along with the girl. They arrived in a region where there was no sky or ground. There was just darkness with orbs of cosmic light floating in the air.

Kiba checked the area. He couldn't use his powers to observe in details as he was just an incorporeal form.

The girl was stunned to find herself in another area. Her heart thumped violently as she realized the change in location was nothing good for her.

She rose to her feet and walked around. After walking for almost an hour, she arrived in an area where thousands of ominous, grotesque-looking skeletons were lying around.

None of the skeletons were humanoids in shape. Some skeletons were as large as hundred-stories buildings while a few were the size of a tree. Crowns, pearls, and other treasured items were lying between the skeletons.

There was an air of sinisterness around the skeletons that send chills down her spine. She felt the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing up in fright and she instantly collapsed.

Even Pythia and Kiba felt terror despite their strength as Alphas and their incorporeal existence. They were sure they would be no better than the girl if they were in her shoes.

"Supreme lifeforms from Celestial Elysium Plane," Pythia muttered to herself. "Some of them must be royalty of that destroyed world."

She was sure the fate of the girl would be tragic. After all, given her young age, she hasn't awakened her abilities and there was no way she could fight the terrifying aura by herself. Even their fate would have been the same, much less her.

The girl was frightened out of her wits. She couldn't even stand much less escape. Her eyes moistened and tears rolled down her cheeks.

The girl's breathing turned difficult and her vision turned blurry.

"I don't want to die," The girl bitterly mumbled. "Mom, dad, and brother... they would be worried."

Just as the terrifying chills of death enveloped her, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. As soon as the hand touched her, the coldness instantly melted. Her body was filled with vitality and the sinister aura retraced in fright.

She raised her head to look at the owner of the hand. She found herself in the presence of a man who was clad in a pitch-black dark robe.

She was not sure if her eyes were seeing it right, but she felt the robe having sentience. It was as if darkness has wrapped itself into a rob.

No matter how she tried, she couldn't see the face of the man. She did notice long, dark hair but nothing else.

Kiba and Pytha were in worse condition. They could not even make out the outline of the new entity as if his very presence was interfering with the temporal flow.

"This is no place for a human," An emotionless voice filled with faint surprise came from the mouth of the mystic man. "And definitely no place for a young girl like yourself."

The girl was thinking of a response when she found herself back on her feet. She opened her mouth to speak but by now, the man was taking steps ahead.

Startled and afraid of being left alone, the girl ran behind him. She no longer felt any fear from the ominous skeletons. Unknown to her, the skeletons were cowering in terror.

"Do you live here?" The girl innocently asked as she caught up with the man.

"No," He answered without any emotion.

"Then where do you live?" The girl enquired further.

"..." He stopped in his path and looked at her more carefully. There was a look of melancholy in his eyes as if he was remembering an event of a distant past.

The girl looked back at him, her face no longer filled with fear. She waited for him to answer her question.

He let out a soft sigh before answering, "Nowhere."

"You don't have a place to stay?" The girl gripped his hand tightly and said, "You can live with me then. My family has a large house in the city. There are many empty rooms and you can take any of them."

The man was amused by her response.

"You wouldn't mind?" He asked her.

"Nope," The girl instantly replied with a smile. "You can stay for free without any rent."

"I see," The man nodded his head.

"But you will have to clean your room though," The girl quickly added.

"......"

Chapter 284 - Events of Future Past (Part II)

(A/N: Two chapters combined into one!)

The incorporeal Kiba and Pythia were left speechless when they heard the 14-15 years old girl saying, "You will have to clean your room though."

Miss, the mystic man next to you is so damn powerful that his very presence is interfering with temporal flow. We can't even see the outline of his figure properly despite our strength and you, an unawakened mutant, is giving him cleaning responsibilities?!

The mystic man clad in the robe of darkness was silent. Some distance away, the enormous skeletons no longer dared emit their sinister auras. They were cowering from the presence of the mystic man and when the young girl bombarded him with questions and suggestions, they started trembling.

You are going to offer a place to live for someone who can have anything he wishes in life?! And that too in exchange for cleaning responsibility?! Human girl, you don't know what you are saying!

"Your offer is interesting," The mystic man said. "But are you sure about the rent part?"

"Yeap, no rent," The girl nodded with a smile. "Of course, if you make a mess then I would have no choice but to ask you to leave."

"Fair enough," The mystic man said in understanding. "I will think about it."

Incorporeal Kiba, Pythia, and the skeletons: "......."

The girl looked around in the dark space. She no longer felt despair and the helplessness after his arrival.

"I must thank you for saving my life," The girl remembered her manners to express her gratitude.

"I didn't really save your life," The mystic man said with a sigh. "I just interfered a moment before The Fate could activate its mechanism."

"?" The girl looked at him in bewilderment.

"Your time for death is very far away so you would have survived one way or the other," He explained in details despite his habit of not speaking much. "As such, I can't accept your gratitude."

Far away, Kiba and Pythia were startled by the conversation.

"Interfere a moment before The Fate could activate its mechanism... Does it means he is interfering with the timeline?!" Pythia wondered in her heart.

"I don't really understand," The girl said. She hasn't even awakened her innate abilities, and she was at an age where she played around so his words went past her level of understanding.

"I know," The mystic man said. He took another step forward and the girl followed.

"I'm lost so I arrived here but what about you?" She asked as they walked ahead.

"To ensure I can keep the promise I broke," The man answered with another sigh while brushing dark black hairs away from his face.

"Promise?" The girl was intrigued. "To whom?"

"A long time ago, a friend gave me her everything without expecting anything in return," The man replied, his emotionless voice filled with slight sadness as he recalled his memories. "She shared her greatest joy with me despite my faults and knowing I didn't deserve it. I gave her a promise to live up to the honor she has given me but I failed."

"A female friend? Girlfriend?" The girl asked in a teasing tone.

"I guess so," The man said after some thinking. "She was never restricted to one role so it is hard to say."

"She must be great for you to hold her in such high regard," The girl said.

"Yes, she was a great teacher of life" The man nodded with a bit of melancholy in his voice. "She taught me to believe I was suitable for a role I was most afraid of. And she gave me the freedom to pursue my dreams by never finding any faults."

"..."

"I remember her saying the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams," The man said with an obvious smile.

"Wow~ You must be in love if you remember every small detail," The girl teased him again.

"...." The mystic man turned silent while the giant skeletons from the destroyed world wished they could hide.

Human girl, you are courting death!

The young girl remained oblivious to the stares of the skeletons.

"She used to tease as well," The man muttered.

The girl smiled and she followed him as he walked ahead.

As she did, she noticed a flashing orb of light near a skeleton. The orb was as small as a particle, emitting powerful fluctuations.

Her eyes were glued on the particle. Her every cell was attracted to the particle and she felt a strong urge to touch it.

"The mechanism Fate left for you," The man said in a barely audible voice.

The girl was oblivious to his words, and on her own, she stepped towards the orb. As she did, the man raised a finger and pointed to the orb.

In the bright radiating particle, a faint tint of darkness flashed. The tint was visible for a time which could not even be registered by the eyes. The particle was the same as before; its composition and aura unstained.

Some distance away, the temporal currents engulfed Pythia and Kiba. They disappeared in the River of Time.

"What The Fate wants, it shall have," The man closed his eyes. "But so would I... no matter the cost."

He silently opened his eyes and observed as the young girl fused with the radiating particle. As soon as she touched it, she was wrapped in cosmic rays. Soon, her body faded from this space.

***

When Kiba opened his eyes again, he found himself in a forest covered with a white blanket. Snow continuously poured from clouds and wrapped the ground with more snow. The air was filled with mist and cold winds.

The trees were gigantic with dry leaves floating in the air. Far away, black smoke was sweeping towards the clouds along with columns of blue fire.

Kiba was rather far away but he could smell the scent of charred flesh here.

"This place is just like the one I saw in my nightmare," Kiba recalled the nightmare he had a few days ago when he was seeking Iceblood Flower. Back then, he has lost control of his powers due to the nightmare but thankfully Ashlyn helped him.

Kiba and Pythia looked around more carefully.

"There!" Pythia pointed out.

A tall, muscular, brown-haired man was running ahead, leaving behind a trail of blood in the snowy path. His face was covered with streams of blood and as he ran forward, blood drops fell on a newborn in his arms.

The newborn was crying but the brown-haired man has no time or patience to care.

"The chopper should be hidden inside that location," He muttered while increasing his speed. "I have to get out of the island before they catch up."

As he dashed forward, out of nowhere, hundreds of bone spikes shot out of the snow. The razor-sharp spikes rushed at the child in the man's arms.

The brown-haired man's eyes turned cold. He leaped in the air, and his body morphed into a gigantic fox spanning for ten meters. The newborn was on his back as he retaliated by swiping his gigantic tail.

Like pieces of glass, the bone spikes shattered into fragments and dispersed in the cold air. The fox landed on the ground and transformed back into the brown-haired man.

"Red Fox, why don't you leave the child here and flee?" A voice came from the sky.

A tall mall clad in a red t-shirt with black stripes was flying through the air. He has short black hairs which were swept back, creating peaks at either side of the head. On his back, wings made from hollow bones were flapping as hovered above.

"Galvan Cidre," The Red Fox called out. "They must have to spend a large price to hire you."

"Yeap," Galvan Cidre nodded his head in confirmation. "The birth of that bastard has brought good business for people like us."

Galvan Cidre stretched his right hand to his side. A long bone sword materialized in his hand which he pointed at Red Fox.

At the same time, another man appeared behind Red Fox. He has spiky red hair and yellow eyes with slightly pale skin. Below his eyes, there were black-discolored marks that gave him a strange look.

"Goten Whiteskins," The Red Fox said without turning around. "They must be crazy to hire a psycho like you."

"Good to see you as well, Red Fox," Goten Whiteskins said with a smirk. "Are you going to leave the child or face both of us at the same time?"

Goten Whiteskins raised an arm towards the sky. The skin on his hand swept out into a blanket that shrouded an area of hundred meters.

Kiba's eyes were fixed on the man known as Red Fox. He observed his face for a long time before muttering, "The caretaker."

The caretaker of the past looked young and powerful, unlike the one he remembered. The one in his memories was a broken man who devoured his sorrow in alcohol after losing his powers.

For him, it has been almost a decade since he last saw the caretaker in a room in the slums. He still recalled the scene perfectly when he - as Zed - pierced a knife through caretaker's heart.

The caretaker's parting words were still fresh in his mind, and despite the passing of a long time, he continued to hold influence over him till a month ago. It was only thanks to the help from Eva and Claudia that he was able to move on his past and shatter the bindings the caretaker cast on him.

"So he wasn't lying when he said he saved my life," Kiba thought while looking at Goten Whiteskins and Galvan Cidre.

Kiba's heart was filled with rage. In his life, he followed one rule no matter what: Never spare anyone with murderous intent towards him. He might show mercy but never to those who try to kill him.

"You two better be dead by now unless you want to regret being born," Kiba's lips curved into a sadistic smile.

Kiba looked on as Red Fox transformed into his battle form and started facing his two opponents. He could not look at the conclusion of the battle as the scene faded before his eyes and his consciousness once again entered the currents of time.

***

When they regained their senses back, they were in a new location at a different time.

Kiba checked his surroundings and realized he was inside the waiting room of a private clinic. The walls were embedded with virtual screens displaying medical diagrams and health tips. The air has a fragrant scent thanks to the inbuilt filters inside the ceiling which ensured quality oxygen.

The waiting room was more like a high-class lounge with sofas and chairs surrounded by tables filled with magazines, fruits, and juices.

On the walls, there were many paintings of newborn and young children in the arms of their parents. The smile on their faces was so heart-warming that it could melt the hearts of the cruelest man.

On a sofa, a couple in mid-thirties were sitting. The man was healthy built with dark hair, yellow pupils and healthy white skin. There were black spots under his eyes as if he hasn't slept well in the last few days due to nervousness and worry.

The woman was good-looking like a top fashion model with silver-blonde hair, porcelain skin tone, green eyes, a short nose, and a slender figure. Her curves were a sight to behold and it went without saying she could attract the attention of a crowd by her mere presence. Yet her expression was filled with worry just like her husband.

"Annie, cheer up," the man took the hands of his wife in his. "We are in the best clinic in the city."

"Gomez, you should cheer up as well," Annie replied nervously. "Hopefully the doctor here is as good as everyone claims."

"He is godly," Gomez said with awe. "Mr. Gibbson, Mrs. Charles, and even my boss Mr. Solkiu have taken the help of the doctor to experience the joys of a happy family."

"Then we would also experience the same joy no matter what," Annie's voice turned cheerful.

Kiba listened to the conversation in confusion. What type of ailment this couple was suffering from for them to be so nervous and worried?

Most importantly, why was Pythia showing him this event?! Can it be that the treatment of this unhappy couple one of the events he must know?!

Kiba was contemplating this with a thoughtful expression.

[[Mr. and Mrs. Ferrell, please enter the patient room.]] A soft, sweet, feminine but mechanical voice ringed inside the room. [[Doctor is ready for you.]]

Kiba was now an incorporeal mass of temporal energy with no form to speak of. But when he heard this voice, he froze in disbelief. If his body was here, his eyes would have jumped out of the socket.

"Claudia?!" Kiba tried to make a sense of things. The glass door connected to the patient room opened up and the couple stepped in.

Kiba and Pythia followed from behind. As soon as the incorporeal Kiba entered the room, he almost died out of shock even though he was expecting the sight.

Across a table, a golden-haired man was sitting in a chair. He was clad in a standard doctor white coat with a stethoscope around his neck.

The man was handsome, actually devilishly handsome. If he was on a beach, most women would enter a trance at the sight of his body. They would collide into each other at the sight of him and would not even notice any obstacle in between.

The man has a professional expression on his face. He adjusted the specs on his eyes as he welcomed the couple into the room.

"Thank you for giving us an appointment," Gomez said in a voice filled with gratitude. "My wife and I are eternally grateful, Dr. Kiba."

"Please don't be so polite, Mr. Ferrell" Dr. Kiba replied with a charming smile that flashed his white teeth. "Ever since I was a kid, it has been my dream to serve society and help those in need. Helping those I can is a matter of honor for me so it is me who should be grateful."

"Dr. Kiba is so humble and grounded!" Gomez muttered to himself.

Incorporeal Kiba: "....."

Dr. Kiba tapped a finger on the glass table and a virtual screen popped in the air. He read medical files of the couple with a serious expression.

Annie's hands were cold as she observed the expression of the famous doctor. Her happiness depended on the divine doctor and she prayed to the gods that his talent was as great as the fables claimed.

"Dr, we have been trying to complete our family for years but without any success," Gomez said, his shame evident in his shaky voice. "We see couples of our age celebrating with their kids and we feel emptiness."

Dr. Kiba listened to his words with full attention after which he said, "There is no reason for either of you to feel ashamed. There are countless couples suffering from fertility issues with no fault of theirs but that doesn't mean they should become depressed and blame themselves. After all, we living beings have no say on how we are born so why should we feel incompetent due to natural issues?"

"Dr...." Gomez was pleasantly surprised to hear these words.

"Not everyone is blessed with beauty so does that mean those who are not equipped with gorgeous features should ulk and feel ashamed? A good part of the population lives in poverty so should they forever live in depression and curse themselves?!" Dr. Kiba continued in a professional tone. "The era has changed but our society is still corrupted with dark thoughts on fertility issues. It is not you or your wife who should feel ashamed, but the society who made you feel bad."

Annie was stunned by the words and she felt her eyes filled with tears. For years, she has heard whispers from other wives who secretly made fun of her for not having children. In an era, where fertility was at an all-time high, she felt cursed for not conceiving a child.

Now, the kind doctor shattered through her dark thoughts and made her feel good. She understood she has no reason to fault herself or her husband. She knew this before as well but no one said it like Dr. Kiba.

"Thank you," Annie said with tears streaming past her cheeks. Dr. Kiba handed her a tissue and she thanked him again.

"The Novas City is lucky that you decided to establish your clinic here," Gomez said after his wife regained control over her emotions. "You have made it possible for even less fortunate to experience joy and happiness."

"Please, you are overpraising me again for doing my job," Dr. Kiba said in a polite tone. "And I feel bad when I haven't even helped you."

He then brought his eyes on Annie and said, "Please change into a gown in the changing room."

Dr. Kiba pointed to the changing section at the end of the large room.

Annie nodded her head and rose to her feet. She walked towards the changing section which was a short opaque-glass wall room.

At the same time, Gomez took a deep breath and said, "Dr, we followed the steps my friends and boss followed."

"Steps?" Dr. Kiba looked at him.

"Yes," Gomez nodded and said. "My wife and I have not engaged in any form of sexual activity from last week."

"Ah! Good," Dr. Kiba said in praise. "It would help me better in my checkups and treatment."

Gomez smiled at his preparedness. He has enquired a lot about this clinic and knew its 100% success record. As such, he followed every form of guidance originating from this clinic strictly.

There were many means of pregnancy in the current era but his wife and he wanted to have a baby by natural means. Not by test tube or surrogate.

Many clinics took huge money for treatment with no guarantees of success. While this clinic also didn't offer any guarantee, the records said success here was guaranteed. Not to mention, the price here was high but still less than the top clinics despite the proven track record.

"Dr. Kiba is almost working for free," Gomez thought with admiration when he recalled the price and quality offered here.

By now, Annie has picked a gown. The gown was somewhat tight, her curves highlighted but this was the only one close to her sizes. The other gowns were either too small or too large for her so she wore this.

"It is not like Dr. Kiba could have known my size so obviously he would not have a fitting gown," Annie thought as she donned the gown.

She returned to her husband and the reputed doctor.

"Mr. Ferrell, please wait outside while I examine your wife," Dr. Kiba said in a strictly professional tone. "Your presence would make your wife nervous and uncomfortable so I pray for your understanding."

"Dr, please call me Gomez," Gomez said as he left his chair. "And I obviously understand the need for patient-doctor privacy. My wife is a bit naive so please don't take offense if she acts slow."

"Honey!" Annie called out loudly.

"I'm kidding," Gomez laughed and said. He pecked her on her cheeks and left the room by saying, "I love you, babe. I'm sure we will be able to have a child after Dr. Kiba completes the treatment."

Incorporeal Kiba and Pythia: "..."

Pythia thought the scene in the room was the classic example of a farmer asking a wolf to guard his chicken.

...

The door closed and Dr. Kiba rose to his feet.

"Please make yourself comfortable in the examination chair," Dr. Kiba pointed to the chair used in most gynecologist clinics.

The chair was equipped with integral elevating function and thus it could be operated conveniently and easily. The position of the patients can be adjusted according to the practical situation.

The seat section can up-warp and down-lean together with the back section. This can stop the patient from sliding down. Two lateral brackets can be regulated up and down, also can swing toward two sides to regulate the height and expansion rate of the patient's legs.

Annie made herself comfortable in the examination chair. She stepped her feet on the leg supports; the rest of her body resting against the chair. As such, her hips were at the end of the chair.

Kiba took out a pair of latex gloves from a drawer. He clad it on his hands and turned towards Annie.

He sat down on a rolling chair and adjusted the height of the examination chair for easy access.

"Mrs. Ferrell, please relax," Dr. Kiba said in a sweet voice. "What takes place in the room is protected by the doctor-patient confidentiality privilege."

"Yes," Annie nodded, her face flushed red as she thought of the examination about to follow. She knew it would be a standard procedure but since her doctor was a male she felt more nervous. "Please call me Annie."

"Ok, Annie, relieve yourself of all your worries" Kiba smiled and said, "I promise by the time this examination is over, your face would be sporting a bright smile."

"I believe you, doctor," Annie relaxed a bit.

Just like her husband, she also has heard about this clinic from her friends. In her case, it was from female friends who assured the methods employed by Dr. Kiba were perfectly natural and necesary for her happiness.

"Dr Kiba must be in the prayers of countless couples," Annie thought as he pushed the fabric of her gown from her hips to start examination...