(Before anyone begins to worry ill be posting every character's age in the next chapter, though it won't be a chapter. More like an info dump on characters. )
As We traveled in the forest, I couldn't help but appraise my again companions' physical appearances with a perverted gaze. As Alawion led the group, I watched her long brown hair flowing behind her like a sultry waterfall. God, no matter how many times I spent time with her, I couldn't keep my eyes away from her D-cup breasts. watching them sway slightly with every step she took, I couldn't help but lick my lips as I imagined what it would be like to run my hands over Alawion's toned, athletic body. And those horns are perfect love hands.
"Keep up, everyone. We need to stay close," Alawion called back, her voice strong and commanding.
"Of course," Frerelie replied, causing me to shift my attention to her. her raven-colored hair cascading just above her nice ass, and C-cup breasts. Her dark blue eyes seemed to hold many secrets, and I couldn't help but wonder if any of those involved past romances with Gersg. Seeing how they kept close to each other.
Speaking of Gersg, he stood right next to the women, his chiseled body reminiscent of a Greek god. His golden-brown hair was tied neatly behind his head, framing his strong jawline and piercing eyes. As he walked, I couldn't help but admire the way his muscular arms flexed and the tightness of his pants around his sculpted thighs and Nice bulge.
"Stay sharp," Arnovia whispered, her short black hair giving her an adorable tomboyish look that suited her more as we both had gained some weight and were no longer super skinny. The young girl's B-cup breasts matched my own, and her 4'5" frame made her seem vulnerable yet fierce. Seeing her reminded me of the bond we shared, far more than simple friendship. More like sisters for now.
I cursed myself for not wishing to be a futanari. But then I remembered I could travel to different worlds. As they continued their journey towards the Oblivion gate, I vowed to find a way to make my fantasies a reality, no matter the cost.
"Damn Nords," I muttered under my breath, making sure no one heard me, as I ignored the two Nord members of our party and focused on the eerie landscape surrounding the Oblivion gate instead.
As we neared the gate, we encountered various Daedra lurking in the shadows. The first was a grotesque creature with massive, clawed hands and a head that seemed to resemble a melted candle. Its malevolent eyes glared at them as they crept past, each member holding their breath.
"By the gods, what is that abomination?" whispered Gersg, his voice tinged with revulsion.
"Keep moving," Alawion urged, her eyes scanning the area for more Daedra.
Another Daedra appeared, this one even more monstrous than the last. It stood on two legs but had the appearance of a twisted centaur, its elongated neck ending in a maw filled with razor-sharp teeth.
"Stay low," Frerelie whispered, casting a spell that shrouded us in darkness.
"Thank you, Frerelie," said Arnovia, her voice barely audible.
"Anything for our survival," Frerelie replied, her eyes never leaving the grotesque creatures that roamed the area.
"Stay focused, Ellehish," Arnovia warned, sensing my distraction. "We need you with us."
"Of course," I replied, forcing myself to concentrate on the task at hand. Together, we pressed forward, stealthily evading the nightmarish creatures that sought to stop them from reaching the gate.
As we approached the Oblivion gate, I couldn't help but be awestruck by its massive, imposing structure. The jagged edges appeared to claw at the sky while pulsating energy seemed to breathe life into the monstrous creation. Ominous sounds emanated from within, sending shivers down my spine and making it clear that crossing the threshold would be a dangerous and foreboding undertaking.
"By the gods," Alawion whispered, her eyes widening with a mixture of fear and determination. "I've never seen anything like this."
"Neither have I," Frerelie admitted, her voice trembling slightly. "But we must press on. We can't let these creatures wreak havoc on the city any more than they have already."
"Right," Gersg agreed, his strong presence providing comfort to the group as they faced the unknown. "Stay close, everyone. We don't know what lies ahead." His eyes seemed to be saddened more. I guess Sorus Death was still fresh in his mind.
As they moved closer to the gate, the sense of danger intensified. Eerie sounds grew louder, while glimpses of monstrous figures moving in the distance sent chills down their spines. Even more unsettling were the whispers that seemed to come from nowhere, invading their thoughts and planting seeds of doubt.
"Did you hear that?" Arnovia asked, her eyes darting back and forth as she clutched her bow tightly.
"Focus," Gersg commanded, trying to keep everyone's nerves in check. "It's just trying to mess with our heads."
I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my fear heightening as the adrenaline coursed through my veins.
"Ellehish, are you alright?" Alawion asked, noticing my far-off expression.
"Uh, yeah," I stammered, shaking my head to clear my thoughts. "I'm just... I don't know, excited? This is so terrifying but also strangely thrilling."
"Keep it together," Frerelie warned, casting a protective spell over the group. "We can't afford any distractions."
"Right, of course," I agreed, forcing myself to focus on the task at hand.
As we drew nearer to the gate, the whispers grew more insistent, their sinister words echoing in my mind. I struggled to block them out, my eyes fixed on the pulsating energy before us. With a deep breath and a final glance back at my companions, I steeled myself for what awaited us on the other side.
"Let's go," I said, determination lacing my voice.
"Agreed," Gersg replied, his hand resting reassuringly on my shoulder as we stepped into the darkness together.
As we stepped through the portal, my senses were immediately assaulted by the hellish landscape that stretched out before us. The air was thick with the stench of sulfur and burning flesh, and the oppressive heat bore down on everyone like a physical weight. Lava bubbled and hissed all around, casting eerie flickering shadows across the desolate terrain.
"Gods, it's so hot," Arnovia gasped, wiping sweat from her brow as they surveyed their surroundings.
"Stay close to me," Alawion commanded, her voice hoarse from the acrid fumes. "We need to stick together in this nightmare."
The landscape was a twisted, chaotic mix of rock and dirt, jagged teeth of obsidian jutting up from the ground like the bones of some long-dead beast. A narrow path wound its way through the lava fields, leading towards what appeared to be an enormous tower shimmering in the distance. It seemed impossibly far away, yet I could feel the malevolent presence emanating from it.
"Is that where we need to go?" Gersg asked, his eyes tracing the path that lay before us.
"Looks like it," Frerelie confirmed, her voice tight with apprehension. "Something is drawing me towards it... I think it's the artifact we're looking for."
"Then let's get moving," I declared, trying to shake off the dread that weighed down on my heart like a stone. "The sooner we get this over with, the better."
As we made our way along the treacherous path, I couldn't help but glance around. In the far-off distance, I could see what appeared to be creatures flying in the red sky.
"Ellehish," Alawion's sharp voice snapped her back to reality. "Focus!"
"Sorry," I mumbled, forcing myself to concentrate on the task at hand. "It's just... it's hard not to let my mind wander in a place like this."
"Understandable," Frerelie said, sympathy flickering in her eyes. "But we can't afford to lose ourselves here. There are too many dangers lurking around every corner."
"Right," I agreed, steeling myself for the challenges ahead. "Let's keep moving."
As we pressed on toward the obsidian tower, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being watched. The air seemed to thicken with each step we took, the whispers from before now echoing in my head like a cacophony of tortured voices. With every fiber of my being, I knew that something truly terrible awaited us within that dark and forbidding structure.
"Stay strong," Gersg murmured, sensing my growing unease. "We'll get through this together."
"Thank you," I whispered, grateful for his support.
With the ominous tower looming in the distance, Frerelie halted their progress and began to cast a spell. As she chanted, her hands glowed with mystic energy, leaving Ellehish mesmerized by the intricate dance of light and shadow. The air crackled with anticipation, and Ellehish felt a shiver run down her spine, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through her veins.
"Revela," Frerelie intoned as her spell reached its crescendo. A pulse of magical energy emanated from her, and her eyes snapped open. "The artifact keeping this portal open is at the top of the tower."
"Of course it is," I muttered under my breath, my mind already filling with reminders of past games that had the same tropes as we approached the tower.
"Stay sharp," Alawion warned, her voice tense. "We don't know what kind of creatures we'll encounter here."
As if on cue, daedras emerged from the shadows, their twisted forms a grotesque parody of life.
"Ready your weapons!" Alawion commanded as she drew an arrow.
"Ellehish," Gersg turned to her, his face filled with determination. "You've got my back, right?"
"Always," I replied, giving him a predatory grin that belied my true feelings.
"Stay close," Alawion ordered, and the group moved into battle formation.
The first daedra lunged at them, its claws slashing through the air with deadly intent. The Nord knight raised his shield, attempting to deflect the blow toward Alawion. But she turned at the last moment, the creature's talons missing her by mere inches. In his distraction, the knight never saw the second daedra that had crept up behind him. Its claws pierced his armor, impaling him with a sickening crunch.
"By Talos!" Gersg cried out, rushing forward to engage the monster that had just killed their comrade.
"Focus, Ellehish!" Alawion shouted, slicing through a third daedra with her sword. "We can't afford any more losses!"
As the battle raged around her, Ellehish reveled in the chaos of it all. The scent of blood and fire mingling in the air, the primal screams of.
"Ellehish, help me!" Frerelie called out, struggling to fend off another daedra with her staff.
"Coming!" she replied, quickly dispatching the creature with a well-placed arrow. Her heart raced as the battle continued, all thoughts of fear and death overshadowed by her lustful cravings and twisted fantasies.
"Alawion! Help the others!" Frerelie cried out, her voice barely audible over the sounds of clashing steel and guttural roars. She looked down at the dying Nord knight, then back to Ellehish. "I can't spare any magic on him. We need to focus on surviving this."
"Understood," Alawion replied, gritting her teeth as she locked eyes with another approaching daedra.
"Damn," Ellehish thought, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "This is so much better than I ever imagined." She licked her lips, watching as the life slowly drained from the Nord knight's eyes. They were not worth saving, after all.
"Ellehish! Get your head in the game!" Gersg shouted, his sword dripping with black ichor as he cut down yet another monstrosity.
I shook myself out of my reverie, realizing that we were not alone. The horned daedra that had nearly killed her before was watching them from atop the tower, its sinister gaze fixed upon their every move. Its blackened sword gleamed dangerously in the dim light. The blood of previous victims was still fresh upon its blade.
"Frerelie, it's here," I whispered urgently. "The one that almost killed me... it's coming for us."
"Deal with it!" Frerelie snapped, her staff glowing with magical energy as she hurled a fireball at an approaching daedra. "We don't have time to worry about it right now!" As she said those words the other nord that had been fighting beside, they was being ripped apart.
"Fine," I muttered as I began to shift, my eyes glowing a bright red. As the magic that had counseled my ears vanished to reveal them with hairs growing. All the while, my Fangs grew longer, and so did my nails.
"Bring it on, you ugly bastard." As the horned daedra began to descend the tower, I felt my heart race with anticipation. This time would be different, I vowed. I wouldn't let it get the best of me again.
"Ellehish, I need your help!" Gersg called out, his voice strained as he struggled against a massive daedra. I hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly turned my attention to the battle at hand.
"Alright, you big oaf," I murmured under my breath, taking careful aim at the creature that was threatening Gersg. "Let's see how you like this." As I vanished with a flash of red vapor before appearing above and striking the monster in the eye and through the back of its head.
"Thanks," Gersg panted, nodding appreciatively and freezing as he saw my appearance. His eyes were a mixture of emotions that I couldn't place. before turning back to face the onslaught of enemies.
"Of course," I replied quietly. My worries about my appearance momentarily pushed aside as I focused on the grim reality of our situation. But as the horned daedra drew nearer, I couldn't help but feel a dark thrill at the prospect of facing it once more. This time, I would be ready. And this time, the outcome would be very, very different. This time, it faced an Alpha!