"What nonsense are you spouting boy? Go bring another slave over to open the door... if i found out your telling stories you can prepare to lose that tongue of yours!" Sebastian quickly shouted his orders and Markess did not dare delay.
Less than ten minutes later Markess returned with a large chain rattling behind him.
"Hurry it up you demon! The master has called for you we can't make him wait!" Markess shouted as he yanked the chain harshly towards himself. Out from the shadows stumbled a crimson skinned woman with long, tangled, jet black hair and black eyes. Her tattered dress left little to the imagination as only her most intimate areas were left up to the imagination.
" $^&*#%% #% $$" The woman swore in an unknown language as she was dragged towards the crystal gate without mercy.
"Go! Approach the tomb! Both of you!" Sebastian suddenly called sending what little color that remained on the face of Markess draining away.
"B-but s-ir..." He stuttered as his body trembled furiously. He had seen the horrifying transformation that the original two slaves had gone through and he wasn't keen to undergo the process himself.
However before he could even react the female Abyssal he had brought over had broke out into a sudden sprint, being attached to her, he was of course dragged along as the arrived in front of the grand gateway. Instead of trying to force the door open like the others before her had done, she simply chose to kneel a few feet away from it.
"#$$%*&%%#@" Words of unknown origin spilled from her plump lips. Even though the true meaning behind them was unknown one could sense the subservient/worshipping tone behind them. Sebastian, worried something suspicious was happening, immediately wanted to put a stop to this.
After uttering a small incantation his body vanished from where it stood only to appear next to the crimson woman.
"Stand up! What the hell are you do- " He wanted to curse this thing to the heavens and back, but who knew that whatever words she spoke actually had an effect on the door!
The seamless, crystal gate shone with radiant light as its heavy doors slowly swung open. Sebastian couldn't help but smile, but that was before he heard a cold, hoarse voice resonate from the very depths of his mind. His knees seemed to turn into gel as they buckled beneath him. Cold sweat pooled on his forehead as an otherworldly pressure bore down upon him.
"I have heard your voice, your cries for help and the injustice you've suffered my child. Know that I have heard your voice and offer you my blessing.. Do you accept?" Though hoarse and dry the voice held a certain majesty about it and demanded respect from all present. Though he wished to speak out he found himself unable to utter even the simplest sound.
"I accept you and your blessing with an open heart, for her majesty is the only one with authority over me." Another voice spoke out of his mind. Different from the first, this one was calm, smooth and held with a light hint of seductiveness behind it. The clearly feminine voice spoke with in a manner full of respect and admiration.
"Then... go and carry out my first set of orders... Hunt down every human present in this mine and bring them here. None shall be left behind" And with those last few words the presence of the voice vanished, however the overwhelming pressure spreading throughout the room still could not be ignored.
Both Markess and Sebastian drew in heavy labored breaths that almost fled from their lungs as soon as it arrived. Blood gathered in their chest and climbed up their throats. Markess managed to barely swallow it back down, but sebastian in his old age could do no such thing.
Every once of flesh straight down to the bone throbbed with immense, unbearable pain. A pain so harsh he could feel his own mind began to collapse. Even after puking up entire mouthfuls of blood his lungs continued to fill and bring him ever closer to the gruesome death of drowning in his own blood.
He desperately gasped for air, for any inkling of hope. Hope that he can make it out of this place alive. However... no matter how hard he hoped, how much her prayed, his fate was already set in stone.
He would not be leaving this tomb alive.
Despite also choking on his own fluids, Markess, was currently better off than the old man behind him, for he had realized something. The force currently assaulting their bodies was slowly but surely getting weaker.. or rather... was being drawn in by something.
The Abyssal slave!
Hope/desperation flashed through the depths of his dark eyes as struggled to push his failing body up from the limestone floor. Crawling on his hands and knees Markess reached his destination with the help of a quick adrenaline rush before collapsing beside the Abyssal women.
Despite her thin, and petite frame she seemed to be perfectly untouched by the pressure around them. Her body was even actively absorbing its rich energy at a ravenous pace. Thus he correctly assumed by staying by her side the harsh energy slamming down upon him would be lessened or nullified completely.
Sensing the body next to her the woman looked up only to find Markess laying next to her while taking deep, heavy breaths. Looking down to the chains that connected the two of them she suddenly frowned and began absorbing the energy around her with a new found vigor.
"*********!" She swore in her mysterious language as wave after wave of extreme pain mixed with tantalizing pleasure had assaulted her senses all at once. Her once flawless red skin had begun to crack open like old dry clay. These cracks first appeared just above her wrist before spider webbing across her entire body leaving no patch of skin left untouched.
Her cracked face began to contort due to the extreme torture of having every part of her body split open, but she made no move to run or find a way to stop the process. Small rivers of blackened blood soon flowed from those cracks. The smell alone that this 'blood' emitted was enough to make one puke upon contact with it, but once again the Abyssal just gritted her teeth and endured with burning eyes filled with unfiltered hatred.
"Y- y- you..." When she opened her mouth to speak once again the words that came tumbling out were no longer foreign, but of the common language that every race shared in order to speak with one another.
"Wi-ll s-uff-er j-ust as I h-ave" Though her words broken and stuttered, Markess still understood them clearly and immediately wanted to leave this place as fast as he could.
Soon, the blackened rivers of blood stopped flowing and cracked skin flaked away under which, was a skinless body made from the same crystalline material of the door and guardian statues. At this point all of the energy that lingered in the air was gone. All absorbed by that, now crystalline, Abyssal girl who seemed harmless before, as she couldn't even overpower a malnourished Markess.
After watching the entire process play out before him, Markess could feel his stomach turn inside out as he vomited out the mouth full of blood that had built up in his lungs. But to his dismay the horrifying scene was not yet over.
Only a few seconds had passed when the crystal organs suddenly twitched and they came to life. The heart beat rapidly, the lungs expand as they filled themselves with air, and the veins pulsed with blood made from pure magic energy. Porcelain white skin soon began to weave itself over the crystalline body structure returning it back to its more organic look. Ears, lips, eyes, breast, butt, hair, and etc formed afterward just in time for the creature to open its newly formed eyes.
Its long, chestnut colored hair rolled smoothly down its shoulders before ending just below their round, plump bottom. Its stomach, legs, and arms were all toned but not enough to ruin its clearly feminine psyche. 34DD breast stood out in the open as the clothes that it adorned before were ripped apart during the change of the body structure.
From a modest 160cm to a tall and proud 195cm it now stood at least a head taller the Markess and the old man.
"Ahh~ What a strange feeling... I can feel her majesty's presence coursing through me.. yeet she feels so far... just out of reach.." The creature frowned as it turned its head to now face the now open gates of the tomb. After staring for a few moments it then nodded and turned its attention towards the two statues up front.
"You two... Stop standing around! Her majesty has already delivered her orders! Capture every human worker in this mine alive!" It shouted and to the surprise of Markess, and the hardly breathing Sebastian, they actually listened to the command. Both readied their weapons before stepping down from the pedestal and with a brief nod left the chamber.
"Now then... you two will make a lovely first sacrifice to her majesty. Come now you should be happy your death will allow the great Immortal Empress to open her eyes once again."