Within the mysterious space that had no light or darkness, yet had color.
The invisible will of Kael was present, silently observing the eight golden figures.
His conciseness wandered among them, taking note of the uniqueness that each of these previous Primordial Lions possessed.
His focus was mostly on Bethel, the second Primordial lion, and Noel, the last of the eight primordial lions.
Bethel was the immediate successor to Alan. He was born at a time were he wouldn't be the only lion existing. Surely his perspective and lifestyle should have had some influence on the present-day lions.
The way his mane seemed to have been comped back and gelled out made it look like he had lived an extraordinarily luxurious life.
His eyes were not only filled with arrogance but also exuded an aura of affluence. Even his claws seemed well taken care of.
Alas, he remained frozen in his position, unable to leak any information on his life.
It has been slightly less than a year since Kael got the primordial lion inheritance and exactly a year since he was born as a lion.
He had undergone significant physical transformations that had made him stand out from other lions and cubs. But he found it impossible to access any memories from these illusory figures.
No matter what he did, it was in vain, not one glimpse.
Today he decided to try again, just like every other day. His will brushed up on the figure of Bethel, just like he always did.
At first, there was no reaction for some minutes, then Kael decided to try again. His will touched upon the golden lion but nothing still happened.
This was how it always went. Kael would spend hours trying to access the memories only to fail at the end of the day. Regardless, he would wake up the next day, eat whatever was available, then resume his work in the memories.
He was finding it hard to keep track of time in the absence of those digital clocks he was used to. The only reason he knew he was exactly one year old today was because of the tallies he drew on his favorite boulder.
As his will brushed up on Bethel's golden figure again, something changed. Like a ripple, a colorless wave spread out, engulfing Kael's conciseness.
The next thing he knew, his consciousness was transferred to a third-person point of view, at the same time, he felt like he was looking through the eyes of this handsome golden lion.
Kael found himself inside a vast beautiful cave. This cave was filled with magnificent glowing crystals that spread multicolored light from the walls to the ceiling.
Within this cave were multiple lionesses of different kinds and colors, lying on the ground lazily or doing something else.
There were lionesses with red fur and a flaming tongue at the end of their tail, there were lionesses with dirt brown skin, and there were lionesses that were so muscled they seemed as if they were about to explode with strength at any moment.
There were even some that had the appearance of human women with distinguishing features like the ears and tails.
A single glance and Kael could count more than three hundred lionesses. For three hundred lionesses to be gathered so casually in one place was very unnatural. Even the largest prides would never have such a large amount of lionesses.
And among these lionesses was one single lion. One single male, in the midst of these females.
Fine light gold, almost blonde, fur. A well-kept mane that was just a darker shade of gold wrapped around his neck, head, and shoulders.
Everything about this lion screamed prestigiousness.
Now that Kael looked carefully, he understood what was happening. This was an orgy.
In this memory, Bethel was having a sex marathon of some sort with these lionesses.
Kael finally understood that nagging feeling he had about Bethel, this was a fuck boy. And from the looks of it, all the lionesses were looking forward to being under him.
Even the lionesses in human form were crawling toward him with pleading gazes while saliva drooled from their lecherous mouths.
Bethel would, with a lustful grin filled with sharp golden fangs, hump tirelessly on one lioness for hours, spilling his lion sperm inside her before moving on to the next lioness.
By the time he was done with one lioness, another one was crawling and arranging herself between his legs.
Since the only thing Kael had here was his conciseness, he could not make any facial expressions or utter any word.
He could only look on unbearably. It felt like torture to his imaginary eyes.
Finally, Bethel was done mating all the lionesses in the cave. Almost all the lionesses lay on the ground, tired, with eyes turned into their heads. The humanoid lionesses had lustful smiles that expressed their satisfaction.
In a flash of golden light, Bethel transformed from a lion to a tall handsome naked man. He had a satisfied smile on his strikingly perfect face.
With his long golden hair and well-toned body, he would be considered the epitome of human physiology, except he wasn't a human.
At the top sides of his head were a pair of lion ears. His golden eyes contrasted his tan skin and his golden tail remained, swinging from left to right behind him.
'It is my duty to ensure the expansion of the lion race.' A foreign thought found itself within the mind of Kael.
This wasn't his thought, rather it was Bethel's. And the way he thought was devoid of shame.
Kael could feel that the phrase 'my duty' was also synonymous with 'a good excuse' in Bethel's head.
Above all things, Kael could feel the aura of power emanating from Bethel. He looked lustful and arrogant, yes, but he also seemed to have the power to back his lifestyle.
'Maybe…' Kael thought, 'Maybe Bethel is responsible for the propagation of the lion race. It's possible.
There couldn't have been that many lions after Alan died. Bethel was probably glad to spread his seed to all the female lions he could come across.
But, if he has so many lionesses coming to him, what about the other lions…'
The last thought of Kael was interrupted by multiple loud bangs followed by dozens upon dozens of roars.
The cave shook and stalactites fell, hitting some lionesses in the process. Strangely, the stalactites were not strong enough to kill any of the lionesses present.
At this moment, the roar of an angry man broke into the cave.
"BETHEL! SHOW YOURSELF!"
But with all the commotion brewing outside his cave, Bethel chose to lay his head on the body of a snow-white lioness, using her body as a pillow.
"You may come in." His voice was soft to the ear and came with a deep tone. It commanded authority and nothing but obedience.
Dozens of lions ran into the cave, as though they had indeed been waiting for Bethel's permission to enter.
"What.." One of the lions, blue in color with lightning oozing off his mane, began talking, his mouth and vocal cords somehow able to let him speak. But his words were cut short by the scene within the cave.
Everywhere he looked, lionesses lay on the cold ground, every one of them having a stupid grin on their face.
Among these consort were his daughters and sisters, all of whom had chosen to join Bethel's pride as soon as he took over his own.
Now, these lionesses all smelled like lion jizz.
Kael knew this because Bethel was also currently thinking the same thing while his piercing golden eyes lazily stared at the electric lion.
Bethel refrained from saying anything, he just let the lions gaze upon the fantastic work he had done for the good of the lion race.
Among the lions who had just stumbled in, one of them recovered from the shock quickly and stepped forward. This lion was pure white, just like the white lioness Bethel was resting on.
This white lion's bright blue eyes stared intently at the white lioness under Bethel's head. He recognized her as his former consort, a truly unloyal one.
This was the main reason these lions were angry. Not because he was fucking these lionesses, many of them were not in their prides anyways. It was because he was somehow fostering and encouraging consorts to be unloyal to their pride leaders.
Bethel knew it was taboo to go after the consort of another pride leader the way he did, Kael knew it was a taboo. But he did it either way.
The more the white lion thought of Bethel, the more his anger grew. The ground beneath him started to freeze up, being covered in a layer of ice.
Seeing his floor being frozen, Bethel's brows furrowed in annoyance.
"As per the contract agreements, I'm in no wrong." He said casually.
His words infuriated the lions further as inhumane growls escaped their open jaws.
"Contract or not, this is an abuse of your power," The white lion said.
Bethel was in no mood to entertain these lions for one more second. "You've seen what you wanted to see, your suspicions have been confirmed.
You may leave now,"
As he said this, Bethel made a claw-shaped swipe at the lions. Power erupted out of Bethel, filling the whole cave and rushing to the lions at the entrance.