Back at Destiny's place, Corey had arrived with his aunt and this time he brought Mikayla. She was one of the brightest minds, and he hoped she would shine some light on the situation. He left Mikayla and Laverna at Destiny's home, and tracked his ancestor down to his ridiculously named brothel. It would have been better if he opened a shop for comedians, that would have made a better explanation for the name. Corey was greeted by a very beautiful woman once he stepped into the waiting area. "Welcome, do you have a girl booked? Or would you like to see our collection and then select?"He was about to say no, when someone walked up behind him. Corey turned his head to Clio, she was dressed in all purple but it revealed way too much. And it showed that she had no undergarments on. The dress had slits on both sides, and those slits ran up to her hips that if there was a single underwear there, Corey knew he'd have seen it. Her nipples pushed against the flimsy material, and she droppe

The blurry image had Corey in a stomp for only just a minute while he wondered about the man behind it. Trying to unblur the image didn't work, and. Corey made a mental note that the second he frees himself from his limitations he was going to committ murder. Why? Because he was tired, so fucking tired of being restricted. The reasons were dumb. Everyone said he had a limitless power, and yes, Corey knew he was being ungrateful for not being satisfied with the amount of things that NewAge could get him too. Instead he wanted to know that he could not be stopped by anything. But he folded the image and shoved it into his inventory. He finished his breakfast, got up and patted his aunt on the head. Which nearly made her bite him, but Corey was too fast for her to do anything. He got out of the kitchen, snickering like a mischievous dog, and raced to his work space to check for any spot on the map that might resemble the lost souls arena. And there was a full carbon copy, not even a sli

After reading the clue Corey went about his day, keeping it in mind that he would think about what to do with the aforementioned clue once he was done ne thinking about the lock keeper. Because the man kept him intrigued and on his toes. He wanted to know more. But Corey knew he would never find anything about the lock keeper without some help. Which was disappointing. It was still strange referring to an unknown force as the lock keeper, instead of the man he'd once known to be that. Erogo was just Erogo. Self centered and easily blinded by words. Corey went to bed almost too easily. Sometimes his mind and body surprised him. After what he'd seen, the question of how he could still sleep well was insane. Corey turned around in the bed, thinking about what his day would entail. But that changed when Misha broke into his room the moment he was done getting dressed for the day. She looked distressed. "Corey, I got another message. I think I need to go to that warehouse. Convince

The missile was fast and Corey found that he could still laugh with his broken sense of humor in such a situation. Misha turned to him, incredilous expression on her face. Then she loosened up and laughed. As if on cue, Corey got a message from Borba. He teleported her to their position. She whipped around to see the missile before she could even greet Corey and tell him her brother was inviting him to enjoy an orc festival. She heard the coy laughter coming from Corey and Misha. Borba flung her mace at the missile. The wind blew against her skin as the weapon struck the tip of the sharp war missile. Making it explode. Her weapon flew back, and she caught it. Laughing curiously at the pretty site. She turned around and Corey looked in awe. From the background, it looked like a scene from an action movie. With the explosion in the sky, pieces of metal flying about. And Borba walking towards him. The wind in her hair, a smirk on her face. Corey wanted to snap a picture but all he did

The new additions to the group were still on Corey's mind as he navigated through the lobby of a deserted and destroyed space ship. Dressed in a black suit to keep his oxygen from running out. His objective was to fix the ship, keep the oxygen and find out who the imposters were. There were a total of three that Corey had to search for. So he asked the women to all join in. Toby even agreed, he wanted a way to test out his alien form. No doubt so he could attack Corey, and the teen more than welcomed it. He was easy to intrigue sometimes. And for the rare occasion, rare but consistent, what should have intrigued Corey instead bored him.He took slow strides through the lobbies with Alisha by his side. She really had no complaints to joining his harem and Corey was slowly getting to know her personality. Almost like he was still getting to know Clio. Alisha was a natural hunter, she had skills that Corey didn't posses. Sure, he was a jack of all trades. But watching how she skillfully