Ever since my brother died ages ago, I have always wondered why he gave up his omnipotence, unlike me, who embraced it. He once told me that knowing the future wasn't all that it was cracked up to be.
When we were still both wills without any specific form—beings that existed before the concept of time and space itself—we were just floating, aimless and without any sense of purpose.
Hell, he created countless worlds just to satisfy his growing boredom while I watched with interest from the sidelines. He began creating other beings with their own consciousness, like us, to fill the worlds he brought to life.
Despite the fact that he and I are on opposite ends of the spectrum—I, who embody destruction itself, and he, the power of creation—we never really had a problem with each other. Sure, we bantered about stupid things here and there, but that was the extent of it.
After relinquishing his powers and adopting his current name, I decided to take on a permanent form like his because I thought it looked neat. My dragon form, a being so stunning that everyone who saw it shouted in awe and immediately ran in the opposite direction, even though I just wanted to say my greetings.
My brother also unexpectedly fell in love with one of his creations, a female human. He even had a child with her, which led to the birth of my niece, Milim. I was genuinely thankful for him though; the invention of food may be one of the greatest and mightitest gift these mortals have brought into my life.
It's second only to my siblings of course. Ha~~ how I miss those times when Velgrynd and Velzado always called for their big bro for help. Now they've all grown up into women's you can be proud of, making this old man both happy and sad at the same time.
Just traveling and taking in the view of the vast cosmos right makes me want to continue reminiscing about my entire life. Now this is life. There's nothing that could bother me or surpass this moment in my day—
"Oi, oh almighty stupid Velrath! Dinner's ready!"
Speaking of the freaking chihuahua. A ancient fossil like me with the appearance of a young boy kicked open the door to my personal viewing room. For pete sake, we've been traveling together for a long, long time now, but he's still as brazen as ever.
"Learn how to knock next time, Iveraj," I said while staring at the middle school boy sucking four lolipops.
"Heh, knocking is for cowards," Iveraj smirked, removing the lolipops from his mouth as he responded.
I didn't waste any minute and followed up after him on the way dining area before going separate ways, Feldway was preparing the different cuisines he cooked. It still looks delicious as ever. As expected of my cook, he never disappoints.
"Your just in time Velrath-sama, the food is ready"
Feldway gave me a thumbs up while nodding to himself on which I returned it with a smile, flashing my perfectly flawless teeth that could put a certain blonde, muscular hero I know to shame. As I was sitting, I sensed someone's presence on the ceiling. A boy grinned wildly before leaping down towards Velrath like a human missile.
"I GOT YOU!!!! MUAHHAHAH" the boy declared while attempting to land a nasty kick. I didn't even bother to look as he aimed for my head, his grin quickly turning into a grimace as his foot started shaking when it collided with what felt like an indestructible brick.
"IT FREAKING HURTS!!"
"I've already told you to stop doing that, Guts" I said, shaking my head with a sigh, watching him roll on the floor, clutching his right foot and yelling like an idiot.
If you don't have an attack that can surpass the power of endless big bangs, or even some bullshit hax like those cosmic beings I met outside the realm my brother created, then you can kiss your chance goodbye of even tickling my ass.
"Tsk, just you wait old man. I'll make sure you flinch even a little in the future." Guts declared as he got up like nothing had happened, pointing his finger at me.
"Not surpass me?"
"I know my limits old man. I'm a moron, not a lunatic."
"So, you're self-aware, brat."
Seeing the kid huff while admitting that without a hint of shame made a smile creep onto my face. I ruffled his hair, ignoring his groans and attempts to swat my hand away.
Thinking about the future and fate he'd have to endure if I let those mercenaries take him from that bloodbath of a place, it was sad. Watching an innocent, clueless child just introduced to the outside world, only to be thrown into that nightmarish landscape.
Nevertheless, I promised myself that I would give this brat the peaceful life he deserved, not the thorny path he was about to walk if I let him stay in that place. Of course I didn't forget to 'accidentally' eradicate every person who cause that suffering.
"Now is not the time young master, now take your place"
"Yes mom~~"
Feldway shook his head at the kid, but Guts only gave his words a moment's attention before the brat turned to sit on my right. Now, where were those goddamn deranged people? Don't tell me Shirley's gone into hermit mode again, or that Eirin's locked himself up in his smithy, dead drunk or hammering away at some junk—
"Oi, I'm still finishing my hit-hit hammer! My hunger can wait!!!"
"I bet it's another one of your useless tools or weapons with weird, shitty stats slapped onto it."
"It's not useless! It can give even the strongest of gods pain without them even suffering any injury in the process. Plus, it has guranteed percent penetration!"
"That's exactly what I'm talking about, you stinky-ass shit elf."
Looks like I didn't have to worry, as Iveraj was busy trash-talking while dragging a muscular blonde man with pointed ears, stained and wriggling around in a futile attempt to escape. A beautiful woman with short, jet-black hair, as dark as the night itself, and faint dark circles under her eyes, walked not far behind them, lost in thought and seemingly in a world of her own.
[Oi, Shirley, snap out of it. Your habit is showing up again] The cane the black haired woman was carrying around suddenly voiced out his irritation
"Tsk! Shut up, I'm thinking about creating a bubble reality that can house its very own tree without relying on Velrath." The woman, Shirley, clicked her tongue and flicked her cane. "I want—no I will!! formulate a way to use my quantum manipulation alongside that bonehead's time-space abilities while having my sworn rival help maintain the boundary with her dimensional anchoring."
[So that's why you've been lost in your head these past few days—another one of your ridiculous ideas, right right]
"Of course I'm going to make a wanker like you join, whether you like it or not. Your anti-spiral is crucial to balance this shit I'm about to pull off to prevent it from becoming too bloody fucking powerful."
[You better not, you bitch! I'm already content with my life, free of responsibility inside this cane!]
Shirley didn't even notice the spine-chilling giggle on her face, thinking about making another batshit insane creation that would surpass her past doings, which were already chaotically dangerous. Looks like I influenced this former professor and detective so much that her remaining sanity snapped.
Though, it's nice to see Holmes and Anti-spiral getting along now. I still remember the time I interrupted his fight with that gigantic red mech, trapped him in a cane, and handed it over to Shirley for shits and giggles on her birthday as my gift. Turned out to be the best and worst decision due to it making Shirley even more crazier than ever.
"OH AYAYYAYAYAYA, the feast is ready!!!! I can't wait to fill my stomach, even though I don't have one GIAHHAHAHAHA"
"Can you please shut the fuck up, Taxidi?! God, I'm already losing my appetite no matter how good it smells because of how gormless you are, you fucking cunt."
"Your words sent shivers through my skin, Jane, even though I don't have skin GIAHHAHAHAHA"
A literal skeleton in pirate attire came after them while excitedly shouting as he entered through an opening in the ceiling and slid down a jade pole. An irritated beautiful white-haired woman followed him down the pole, complaining all the while to his jokes.
"Time for fish! Time for fish!! TIME FOR FISH!!!!"
A huge blue-skinned minotaur shouted as charged into the dining area, adding to the chaotic noise already building inside as his people aboard the ship joined in the frenzy.
"Oh, looks like Feldway-san made some sashimi from that Inferno Squid and Chortling Scallop we gave him earlier, Morka-san." the dwarf beside the minotaur said, glancing over the table. Morka simply smirked and turned to face them.
"MEN! PREPARE THE SURTR'S TONGUE WE GOT FROM PLANET GARKIUT! WE'RE GONNA DUMP IT ON THE FOOD AND SEE IF IT'S REALLY THAT SPICY OR IF THOSE GARTYUIK PEOPLE ARE JUST WEAK!"
"OHHHHHH!!!"
Morka shouted and his men pulled out a bunch of red bottles with a demon's eyes and tongue on the cover. The content looked ominous—did someone sell them another fucked-up product again? Last time, a merchant sold them mayonnaise that gave them the unstoppable urge to tango for 2 weeks straight.
These nitwits have immunity or high resistance to those negative effects but decided to personally lower it for the sake of their so-called "fun" and "enjoyment".
"Huah, Moriarty-sama!! Your beauty truly knows no limits! Those beautiful blue eyes, as vibrant as the sky, and a presence that can rival the most—"
Jane's biggest sim—admirer, Nobu, sat beside her and began showering her with compliments, while the lady in question simply ignored him. This samurai really has a weird fetish because, damn, he was still smiling happily while being completely ignored by his leader like trash.
"Oi, Morka! Watch where you're shooting that damn hellspawn of a sauce, you retarded gorilla!"
"Ha?! You got a problem with me, you hispanic bitch?!"
Fabiana, a brown-skinned female giant that is slightly shorter than Morka and has a body built like a ripped Greek god, didn't back down from his intense gaze and stared back without an ounce of fear.
"LET'S TAKE THIS OUTSIDE BURRITO CUNT"
"SQUARE UP YOU FUCKING GORILLA!"
Meanwhile, at the seat beside Shirley, a blue-haired woman was starting to get annoyed by the itchy feeling on her back. As her eyes landed on the cane Shirley brought, she grinned for a moment and took the cane while Holmes was focused on something else entirely.
"Ara~~ now that's better."
"[Oi, don't use me as a back scratcher]"
"Ehhh, what's the use of you then, Spiral-chan?Aren't you grateful that a beautiful woman like me is letting you taint my body with your rock-hard pointy end?"
"[Could you word it differently?!! Also, don't just let Adila play with me!! Help me, Shirley!!]"
The Anti-spiral's plea passed through his partner's ears as she stared hard at Jane, searching for a way to convince her to join in the upcoming plan she had thought of earlier. The problem at hand? Other than working together to accomplish the task given by Velrath, they freaking hate each other's guts for unrelated reasons.
"You got a problem with me Holmes? You're staring hard at me right now. I know I'm beautiful already, so stop that."
"Is your mirror maybe fooling you Moriarty? I'm only seeing a tosser twat that's more uglier than a goblin's wrinkling ass."
However, in the middle of their banter, Obbau, a green skinned woman with a ponytail and slightly taller than Feldway, felt her ear twitch as she unexpectedly found herself indirectly caught in the crossfire of the two while sitting at the table behind them.
"Huh? You got a problem with us goblins, Holmes? Don't take shots at us you weirdo bitch. Also, my ass is perfectly fine as it is—Eirin-sama even complimented me!" Obbau shot a disgusted look at Shirley and Jane while giving them the middle finger.
A jackal-headed man furrowed his eyebrows after taking a bite of what should have been his favorite dish.
"Oi, Feldway, why did you swap out the usual onions in the roasted onions?!" he blurted, his frustration evident.
"Make it on your own if you don't like it, Douglas. I am the cook, I am the rules, I am the dictator of the kitchen," Feldway snickered while staring at Douglas like a moron.
Douglas gritted his teeth in annoyance but didn't complain; having the cook as your nemesis while eating his frustratingly delicious food every day might be the most idiotic thing ever.
A beautiful black-haired woman exuding seductiveness took a sip of her tea, savoring the aroma of the high-quality blood within.
"Thanks for the tea, Venny~~~" she purred.
"Glad to be of service, Demetria-sama," Feldway's sous chef, Venny, smiled at Demetria, tucking her maroon hair behind her right ear with her scaly tail.
"NOW THIS IS THE STUFF!!! GIVE ME MORE!!"
"Stay out of my range, you drunkard shitty elf! Don't ruin my moment with my lovely carbonara!"
On the other corner, Eirin shouted after throwing his empty wooden mug on the floor, while an irritated Iveraj, who was eating his carbonara beside him, clicked his tongue, alternating his expression from happy to angry whenever Eirin did something dumb.
"GUTS!!!!!" an ear-shattering shout entered the fray as a blonde girl with red eyes popped up out of nowhere and clung to Guts before he could even take a bite of his calamari.
"I'm eating, so don't hug me, Tessa," Guts groaned, trying to swat away the girl rubbing against his face. However, Tessa simply tightened her grip on him.
"For a moment, haaa, why are you so irresistible?!!"
"Sup, Viktor," I greeted the handsome blonde walking over to the girl clinging to Guts.
"Yoh," Viktor replied, furrowing his eyebrows at the sight of Tessa.
"Can we do a rank match— Buheee—"
"Behave yourself around the food, Tessa," Viktor said, tugging at the girl's shirt and causing her to pout. "Don't bother Guts."
"Moh! I already know that, Papa! You're such a nuisance," Tessa retorted, glaring up at him.
Viktor smiled, but the impact of her words hit him hard, resonating deep within. Still, he persisted, despite the emotional damage she had inflicted.
"I'm... a nuisance?" Viktor's body visibly quivered.
"You're such a worrywart; it's not making me happy," Tessa huffed, sticking her tongue out at him.
Consecutive critical hits had landed, striking vital points—damage level? Maximum. The limit was nearing, and his health bar was in serious jeopardy.
"Come on, dear, it's normal—"
"You're so annoying, Papa!"
K.O
Viktor felt his heart shatter, nearly tasting blood as if he'd taken a direct hit. The ultimate attack had successfully finished his remaining health bar.
Gently, he lowered his daughter onto the seat near Guts, his world darkening as he slumped beside his wife, Demetria. She offered a wry smile at her husband's reaction, patting his back soothingly.
'Overreacting as usual,' I mused inwardly, shaking my head at the father-daughter duo's antics. Glancing over, I saw Tessa happily biting into a sausage, her face lit up in satisfaction with the flavor.
"How are you doing today, Tessa?" I asked while taking a bite of my fried rice.
"I'm as healthy as ever, papa-in-law!!" Tessa beamed a smile at me while the brat attempted to retort her words but was stopped when Tessa shoved a sausage in his mouth. This girl is really smitten with the kid much so.
"Where is the damn ketchup?!"
"Who threw a booger on my shumai?!!!"
"I am PAPI!"
"Give me more apple juice!!"
"Now who am I men?!!!!"
"THE GREAT AND MIGHTY TAXIDI-SAMA!! HOHAHOHAHOA"
"YES I AM AYAYYAYAYAYAYAAY"
"[Don't play with me, Adila!!!!!]"
"Yahh, you're so long, deep, and hard Spiral-chan~~"
"BILLIE JEAN, BILLIE JEAN!!"
"Don't dance at the table, idiot!!"
"Lasagna's layers, rich and grand,
Fucking delicious, the best in the cosmos, lalalalalala."
"This wine's the real deal, mate, now time to pair it up with some chocolate bread!"
Annnnd just like that, the once quiet space transformed into a literal circus in a span of a few minutes. I like the ongoing chaos, but they better tone it down before the big boss arrives to shut them up—
"SETTLE DOWN!!"
Speaking of the devil, the señora had descended. Her long, flowing silver hair reached her hips, and her eyes sparkled like precious rubies as she walk towards me. Her flawless figure and radiant skin would have been breathtaking if it weren't for the demonic expression she wore.
Everyone immediately straightened up and plopped down, no exceptions—even if you are big or small. That voice was ingrained deep within every soul on this place, even Taxidi, a literal skeleton, was slightly shaking on her presence.
"Just let them have their fun for a moment—" I forced a wry smile and attempted to calm her down.
"Are you talking back to me already, baby~~?"
"No, ma'am!"
She flashed a innocent smile in my direction, but the black aura surrounding her said otherwise. Still mad about that thing I said earlier, huh?
Damn, I never thought even a god like me could could become so weak against my own spouse. I apologize to all the brave loyal and lovely men I once mocked when they said their worst fear was their wife; I can now truly empathize with you.
"As expected of Adelia-sama"
Feldway clapped lightly beside me and complimented my wife. I didn't waste any second by pulling the chair next to me and nudged it to let a creepingly calm Adelia sit down.
'Shit.'
Even Guts had noticed that something had happened between us to make her this royally pissed off. My wife is usually only strict with others when it's necessary, but she clings to me the moment she sees me, no matter what. Right now, though, she's not even kissing my cheek or lips. The only logical conclusion on everybody's mind is that something is bothering her, judging by the way she's staring at me, as if she's silently urging me to read her thoughts.
The kid elbowed me, starting a silent conversation with his eyes as everyone continued eating.
'What the hell did you do to make Mom this pissed off, old man?! This is the first time I saw her like this'
'Personal grown-up secret I cannot share with you, brat.'
'Want my help? It will charge extra though.'
'I am not giving you a Kosmo Arnament yet, kid, it is still way too strong for an inexperienced one like you.'
'Tsk, stingy. Anyway, you better do something to improve her mood.'
'I know that already. Also, I taught you ki and arcana manipulation already, so work with that first. Didn't you want to learn how to do hadouken or spirit gun?'
'I got bored after spamming those like a millionth time! I want to start cutting things up already like what big sis Obbau and oldman Douglas are doing.'
I sighed and immediately halted my conversation with Guts, turning to Adelia, who was eating a stew made from a fin of an Aido Megashark.
"So, honey, about that thing—"
"I'm fine."
Yeah, she was definitely not fine. Anyone would wonder what in the name of Chihuahua Jesus I did to make her this mad. The only reason I couldn't say anything to the kid was that the reason she was like this right now was—
'Why won't you let me do it and display it in our room? Now I won't be all lovey-dovey with you until you let me create a naked sculpture of us, with you whipping my ass. But my vitamin-Velvel is still needed to replenish my energy! Maybe just a little limited 'snu-snu'? I'm definitely not mad, my honey. I'm just showing you that we really need that dominatrix statue of us in our room; I'm just disappointed, alright? Haaa~~~ Why is your face trying to calm down the supposed angry me so freaking cute, my cupcake?!! Maybe I should just forgive you?!! But I need to be tough today!!! I need that statue to showcase our love!!! I want to express through art how submissive I am to the manliness of my hubby.'
'Don't misunderstand this, my honey. I still really love you... love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love you'
Adelia thought to herself, looking me dead in the eye with a serious expression while knowing that I am reading the insanity spiraling on her mind right now. Looks like I'm going to need to create a time chamber once she calms down, because goddamn, her endless intimacy for me is being restricted that much. I'm just going to brace myself; her hips is going to launch like a trillions of hurricane when we start baby-making.
Meanwhile, the people around us, clueless about what was happening between us, silently formed a prayer for me in their heads.
'Rest in pieces and good luck to your journey' Everyone except me and Adelia simultaneously thought to themselves.
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"Honey, Tessa doesn't need her papa anymore," Viktor sobbed at the table, slumping over as his wife, Demetria, sighed softly, rubbing his back with a comforting smile.
"Yosh yosh, let's just eat, alright? Here, it's your favorite tartare," Demetria said gently, scooping some food onto her spoon and offering it to him with a coy smile.
Viktor's mood flipped from zero to a hundred in an instant. He sat up eagerly, taking a big bite from her spoon, as if his earlier despair had never existed.
Savoring the ongoing flow of food in his mouth, Demetria slid her finger across her husband's lips after he gulped down the beef, slicing it lightly. She then brought the small amount of blood from her finger to the tip of her tongue.
"Ara ara, your blood is still delicious as ever my honey~~" Demetria said with a satisfied grin. "Here, have some more beef~~"
The couple quickly drifted into their own little world, flirting and forgetting everyone else around them. Across the table, the twin cat pirates exchanged glances, sipping their mango shakes and conversing silently.
'A golden retriever,' they both thought, using all their willpower to stifle their laughter at how puppy-like Viktor was acting in front of Demetria.
The old man, on the other hand, stroked his beard and gently smiled at the flirtation, sipping his cold cola from a teacup.
"Haaa, youth. This elder is getting jealous of this intimate view but also wants to support," the elder muttered playfully. "Back in my days, the only thing I courted was death, and maybe killing or fighting those cocky reincarnated young masters who think they're the best."
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"How did the pirate get his ship so cheap?" Taxidi asked, wiggling his skeleton mouth at Obbau, who simply played deaf to the joke, fully aware it was going to be stupid.
"Because he bought it on 'sail'! AYAYYAYAYAYAYA!" Taxidi laughed heartily, but Obbau shot him a stinky look, not even cracking a smile at the corny ass joke.
"What would pirate call bears be without bees?" Taxidi asked, his grin wide.
"Ears.....AYAYAYYAYAAYAYAYAYA!" he exclaimed, laughing at his own joke.
'Please save me from this hell,' Obbau silently pleaded with herself as she took a swig of her beer.
"What do a pirate like me and a calendar have in difference"
"A calendar have a date AYAYYAYAYAYAYAY"
Everyone at the table seated with Taxidi felt their skin cringe as a continuous stream of painful jokes was injected straight into their veins, the effects of his words diminishing their enjoyment of the delicious food they were eating.
'Someone stop him!!!' Obbau and the rest of the group collectively thought, wishing for the torment to end.
They wanted to say something, but his machine gun mouth was preventing any protests. Taxidi continued to unleash a barrage of puns, leaving no room for anyone to interject. Each joke seemed to be more painful than the last, and the table was left in a state of resigned exasperation, trapped in a comedy show they hadn't signed up for.
"Why did the racist russi—" Taxidi began, trying to continue his streak. He got up from his seat, but was immediately hit right in the face by a mustached guy, silencing him in the process.
"Sorry for the inconvenience caused by this unruly captain of mine," the mustached man sighed, dusting off his hands as he took his seat again.
Everyone at the table sighed in relief and gave him a thumbs up, with Obbau using both hands to show her appreciation, feeling the peaceful atmosphere return as the unconscious skeleton laid sprawled on the floor.
'Good job, Foxan! As expected of the straight man in Taxidi's group,' Obbau thought to herself, continuing her meal in the newfound silence. 'But you should have done that earlier, my guy! Eh, too late for complaints; I'll just eat,'
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After most of the people finished eating and expressed their gratitude for the meal, they began to leave the dining hall.
"Time for your job, moron," Foxan snickered, glancing down at the sleeping Taxidi sprawled on the floor.
Foxan hoisted his captain like a sack of potatoes and tossed him through a portal toward the main cabin of the ship. The other main members of the Salvadore Pirates followed suit behind him.
"Let's go, the jump will start in a moment, Tessa!" Guts exclaimed, hopping up from his chair and grabbing her hand. "We still need to get our gears!"
"Wait a minute!" Tessa paused, her eyes lighting up as she grabbed five whole apple pies. She opened her mouth wide, preparing to eat them all at once. "Leks go! Mmmmm, the pie ish delicious!"
As they exited the dining hall, Viktor squinted his eyes at the duo. Demetria smiled and lightly hit her husband on the head with a fan. He looked at her and picked her up in a princess carry.
"What's gotten into you?" Demetria asked, amused.
"Tessa is growing up, and I feel lonely now that my princess is reaching that age," Viktor said, meeting her gaze. "What do we say we add a fourth member to the family?"
Before Demetria could even respond, an army of bats surrounded them, disappearing from sight as the bat scattered.
All alone in the dining hall, a wild Adelia jumped on me with a thirst that ten oceans could not quench. After our earlier talk, I finally made up with her, but I had accidentally unlocked the armageddon of horniness, the apostle of lust, the goddess of heat.
"No take backs?" Adelia asked while panting, her eyes sparkling with desire.
"No take ba—" I couldn't even finish what I was about to say as she inserted her tongue into my mouth, rubbing herself against my crotch.
She snapped her fingers and literally killed the existence of chair I was sitting at, letting me fall into the portal she created toward our familiar bed. I looked up at the closing portal on the ceiling and inwardly steeled myself.
'Good luck to me' I groaned to myself as I felt junior being consumed by a predator in heat, waving my hand to suspend the flow time inside our bedroom.