Isayao, Clementine, Natalia, Asabe, Rain, Xyrene, Yuri, Alisha, Arisawa, Alixian, Furina, and Emiko—these eleven girls are now following Xialdre on his journey. However, three are yet to become his slaves. A slave contract is needed to swear full loyalty to Xialdre, and for now, Alixian, Furina, and Arisawa are still being watched by Xialdre, though he does not fear they will betray him.
As night settled over the ship, Xialdre watched the stars above him from the edge of the ship, also gazing at the staggering sea water. Some of the girls were asleep, but some weren't.
Clementine joined Xialdre, asking, "Master, are you looking at the stars?" Xialdre shifted his eyes to Clementine, who smiled slightly at him.
"We often say that stars are the beacons keeping us from feeling completely alone in the infinite cosmos of this world. But in truth, we only say that to cover up the profound loneliness we experience in this vast expanse of darkness. We assign meaning and significance to those distant lights, convincing ourselves that they offer comfort and companionship. Yet, in reality, they are merely cold, indifferent points scattered across an endless night sky. We use the stars to distract ourselves from the emptiness we feel, pretending they hold some grand significance when they are just silent witnesses to our solitude. This illusion of connection masks the true isolation we face in the boundless void of the universe," Xialdre mused to himself.
"I don't really understand them," Xialdre replied, as always.
"Oh right, don't worry. I know that one by one, we will manage to make you fall in love with us. And after that, I'll make sure to show you emotions for the first time," Clementine replied.
"I see," Xialdre continued with a slight pause of cold gratitude. "Thanks."
"Anyways, I hope my mother is still watching over us, and at least helps us in this wonderful journey we walk," Clementine dreamed aloud.
As Xialdre heard this, he shifted his eyes to the water and asked her, "What's your story?"
Clementine paused for a second before replying, "There's nothing good to it. Though if you want to hear it, I'll gladly tell you."
Xialdre sighed, his expression betraying a depth of understanding beyond his years. "Don't worry, I already know it anyway," he reassured her.
Clementine, unsurprised by his statement, responded, "I think you know more about my past than I do."
"I suppose, but the real question is, would you like to hear your mother's story? I assume she never told you because it's too disturbing," Xialdre inquired.
Clementine nodded in agreement, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension in her eyes.
"I'm warning you," Xialdre continued, "this might get disturbing. And not only that, it will also reveal the truth about your father."
"Tell me. My mother always avoided telling me," Clementine said, her eyes fixed on Xialdre.
Xialdre sighed, meeting her gaze with a mixture of reluctance and resolve. "Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you..." he began. "It all started with Mirael..."
*Flashback*
Mirael was running through a dense forest, chased by a relentless hunter. It was midnight, and her body was covered in bruises, tears streaming down her face from the pain and fear.
As she sprinted through the forest, her foot caught on a branch, sending her sprawling to the ground. The hunter, her master, was close behind, and he quickly caught up to her.
"Please, let me live..." Mirael pleaded, her voice choked with desperation.
The hunter grabbed her wrist and pinned her to the ground. "Hehe, you little b*tch," he sneered. "Don't you know I've been holding off this arousal of mine for quite a long time now?"
His eyes gleamed with malevolence as he continued, "And you running away, avoiding my orders, only makes me angrier. So you know what? I'm not going to use any condoms today. I'll impregnate you and leave you to suffer in this dense forest. HAHAHAHA!!" Isaac, the hunter, laughed maniacally.
He began stripping Mirael, who could only accept her fate with a defeated expression. Before she knew it, his D*ck was already violating her Vagina. As Isaac moved, Mirael remained expressionless, having lost all hope.
Mirael watched the stars as she was being Violated. "So, how does it feel? Good, right?" the hunter asked, but Mirael remained unfazed, her gaze fixed on the beautiful night sky above them.
Realizing that Mirael wasn't reacting as he expected, Isaac began moving faster and harder. Mirael shifted her gaze to meet Isaac's eyes.
"I guess your d*ck has just been in my p*ssy for so long that it has adapted to that small d*ck of yours," Mirael mocked him.
"You little hoe!" Isaac angrily responded.
Mirael then grabbed Isaac's neck and began moving on her own, already entangled with his body. Isaac laughed, "Alright, little dog, bark for me."
"Woof woof," Mirael replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. Isaac kissed her, and she kissed back, their tongues entwining as they continued.
"Ugh ugh... Oh MYYY," Mirael began to moan continuously as Isaac felt immense pleasure. As Mirael also started to enjoy herself, Isaac grabbed her butt and carried her, continuing to violate her.
"More, more," Mirael pleaded as Isaac sucked her breasts. She let out a calming moan. An hour passed, and Mirael was still being raped. Isaac had already climaxed inside her multiple times. By the thirteenth time, they were in the doggy style position, and Isaac cummed inside her again, feeling completely dehydrated.
Despite this, Mirael didn't stop. She sucked Isaac's d*ck, captivated by it. As it got bigger again, she began moving on her own, while Isaac eventually passed out from too much pleasure. After six hours, he died from dehydration.
"Ara ara, looks like he died already, even though I'm still h*rny," Mirael said as she lay on the ground.
Mirael giggles as she Masturbates on the ground, her hand moving between her legs in a sensual rhythm. Meanwhile, Xialdre, who is still three years old around this time, watches as all of this unfolds. He walks over to Mirael as she continues to pleasure herself.
Seeing him approach, Mirael smiles mischievously and barks playfully, "Woof woof, young boy, have you ever felt being inside a girl before?" Her tongue protrudes teasingly from her lips.
Xialdre strides closer to Mirael, who maintains her suggestive demeanor. "Pull out your pants now, dear, if you want my body," she teases, punctuating her words with a giggle.
Xialdre reaches out and touches her forehead, inadvertently coming into contact with the residue of Isaac's essence. Undeterred, he begins to chant softly:
"Release the tension, let it fade away,
Healing energy, come forth and stay.
Return to your center, find your peace,
As calmness and clarity begin to increase.
Mirael watches Xialdre as he performs the chant, her body pressing against his.
Head be light, thoughts be clear,
Let serenity and balance draw near.
Breathe in deeply, exhale the strain,
Feel the calm wash over you like rain.
Come back to your senses, be present now,
Let worries and stress begin to bow.
With each breath, find your way,
To a place of calm, where you can stay."
As Mirael is about to pull down Xialdre's pants, the chant affects her, and Mirael comes back to her senses.
She realized the gravity of her actions towards the child, the potential harm she could have caused, and the moral implications of her behavior. Overwhelmed with guilt and remorse, tears streamed down her cheeks as she confronted the darkness within herself.
"You okay now?" Xialdre asked coldly.
"H-how can I be okay? I have literally been impregnated by my trash-ass master. I don't want to be pregnant by someone I do not desire to be with... I can't... I literally can't be okay with this," Mirael struggled to speak, stuttering as she talked.
"You're pathetic. Don't cry, you still have a baby to take care of," Xialdre replied.
"Let's go. Follow me," Xialdre commanded as he walked away. Mirael followed, wiping her tears.
As the sun began to rise, Mirael asked, "Wait, how old are you?"
Xialdre shifted his eyes to her and replied, "Three."
"Wait, three? That's absurd. Is that the reason why you're so small?" Mirael asked.
"Says the one who literally sucked a d*ck all night and got raped but enjoyed it," Xialdre mocked.
Mirael fell silent as a cold breeze passed them. She had forgotten to bring her clothes after being stripped by Isaac and now she was feeling cold.
Xialdre brought her back to his house, which was quite big despite yet being not a noble. As the day was starting, everyone was still asleep, and his father was still not home.
"You can wash yourself in the bathroom. I'm going to bring you some clothes. Here, let me warm the water for you," Xialdre said. They both went inside the bathroom as Xialdre used fire magic to warm the water.
"Is this hot enough?" Xialdre asked as Mirael touched the water. She realized it was perfect.
"Umm, y-yes. Thanks," Mirael replied.
"Oh my god. Who is this child? No, is this even a child? How would I know? He's acting like an adult despite looking like a child. Oh gosh, am I dreaming? Have I already gone mad?" Mirael mused to herself.
Xialdre looked at her desperate eyes full of questions as he left the bathroom, throwing a towel at Mirael. He left as she stared at the fancy bathroom in disbelief.
Xialdre then immediately went to a store and bought a maid outfit, knowing her size and selecting the perfect fit for her.
Meanwhile, Ayane woke up and began walking downstairs. Xialdre ran back home, knowing what was about to happen. As Ayane noticed someone was in the bathroom, she knocked.
"Mom, are you inside?" Mirael, hearing this, felt fear as she didn't know who this person was. She remained silent.
Ayane, confused by the lack of response, waited for the person inside to come out until she finally lost patience and burst the door open. As Mirael and Ayane's eyes met, Ayane screamed, "WHO ARE YOU?"
"I CAN EXPLAIN," Mirael yelled back as Xialdre came rushing home, just as Ayane was about to use fire magic on Mirael.
"Cast Fire—" But before Ayane could use fire magic, Xialdre covered her attack, causing Ayane to hold back.
Xialdre's eyes met Ayane's as they both glared at each other. "If you wouldn't let us explain, you wouldn't understand the truth," Xialdre said coldly.
Ayane sighed and took a glimpse at Mirael in the bathtub. Mirael avoided eye contact. With this, Ayane called out for Maika, their mother, who was upstairs.
Xialdre walked out of the bathroom, placing Mirael's clothes on the counter before exiting and closing the door.
Maika came running downstairs, and Ayane tried to stop her since she was pregnant with Isayao.
"Xialdre, is she telling the truth?" Maika asked, shock evident in her voice.
"What did she say?" Xialdre asked, looking at his mother.
*Present*
The events played back in Xialdre's mind as he stood there, feeling the weight of the situation. He knew that explaining everything would be difficult for her, but it was necessary.
"And that's how it goes," Xialdre finished. "Honestly, convincing my family to make your mother our slave wasn't that hard."
"But you were three!" Clementine pointed out, incredulous.
"I was. Why? How old are you right now?" Xialdre asked.
"Thirte—" Clementine started to respond, but Xialdre interrupted her with a calm "Happy birthday." A cold breeze passed them, and Clementine's hair swayed under the staggering night sky.
As Clementine shifted her gaze back to the ship, she saw the other girls smiling and saying, "Happy birthday." Natalia then pulled out a birthday cake from her pocket domain.
Clementine silently responded, feeling something in her eyes. As she caught it, she realized it was tears—not of sadness, but of joy.