PreviouslyWillow saw her form disappear into smoke before his eyes. He looked around alarmed but before he could even turn his head, she was already behind him, pulling him into a hug in her large bosom. He tried to struggle which only made the Demon God chuckle, playing with his hair and kissing it. “Submit! ”Suddenly, Willow felt his fear return to him and finally felt the killing intent from her. It felt like a mountain had been dropped onto his head with how strong the pressure was. It was telling - no - daring him to so much as move a muscle before his head would fly off his shoulders. She was strong. Beyond strong. It was then that Willow’s curse as a virgin Maiden activated. His body didn’t care of her origins and just that the strongest contender for his virginity had arrived. Just like before with Elm, his body started to feel hot and heavy with arousal, sending out pheromones to the Alpha being behind him almost teasingly, asking her to take him right then and there, telli
Previously“My most beloved one,” The Demon God whispered lovingly. She sniffed. His pheromones had mostly quelled. Satisfied. At least for now. She parted her lips, letting her long, long reddish tongue out. First, she licked his cheeks, tasting some of her own cum before seductively slurping up his closed, puckered lips. Tasty. Separating them, she then moved on to let her thick, long tongue inside his damp mouth that she had so brutally fucked just before. “Mmffn!” Willow felt the thick tongue intruding into his mouth but didn’t resist and simply let her do whatever she wanted. He relaxed, feeling her unsatisfied long tongue move even further in to conquer his mouth, slipping down into his throat which would have made him choke. . .if he even had a gag-reflex in the first place. God, how long was her tongue?Luckily, her tongue stopped at the near-ends of his oesophagus. With a hand cupping one of his fat arse-cheeks, and another holding his waist, she didn’t move for a while, simp
Previously“Here,” Aran said, taking out a thick book hidden behind an array of other miscellaneous books on a shelf covered in cobwebs. He blew on the cover, cleaning up the dust before letting it thump onto the table with it’s heavy weight. “This is?” Elm asked. She studied the book. There were no drawings on the cover, neither were there any inscriptions or titles that told of what it was. It was simply a thick book, with a blank, wooden cover that looked worn and torn from usage. “You wanted proof,” Aran said, motioning his head towards the book. “Open it.” He saw the distrust on her face. “It won’t kill you. Go ahead. Open it.”Elm nodded. As someone who had been taught under her brother, she knew far better than to open strange, old books or enter weird, dangerous lairs but something about this book felt familiar to her. She had just started to reach for it but it felt like she had already held the book - her hands feeling the phantom weight, the smooth cover and the roughness
PreviouslyElm’s features tightened into a horrific frown. What had her town come to be? There was nothing more than fire - flames and demonic beings summoned from hell that was razing her hometown to cinders as the stench of dead, burnt bodies filled her nose. Her brother! Her blood ran cold at the thought of Willow contributing to the stench of dead bodies. It was almost enough for her to rage but her emblem prevented her - shoving calm, soothing images to the front of her mind. Right. Willow was her proud, beloved brother. He wasn’t some damsel in distress that would require her to obsess over his well-being. He was at the very least, smarter and had the better wits against her - enough so that his body wasn’t cold yet. No, she needed to focus on the more pressing matters at hand for now. She then turned her attention to the accursed, ugly things flying above her. 6 flying demons with a strong one in the middle. They were too ugly to be described in human tongue, too disgusting to
PreviouslyElm pondered over the matter before she decided on her answer. Both of the problems could be solved with a quick flash of her power. Literally. And, the bigger the better.With that, she willed speed into her body before she near-teleported to the place where her parents were, killing a couple flying demons out of the way before landing on an adjacent rooftop. Seeing the looks of surprise on both the people’s faces and the demons, she closed her eyes before imagining a bright flash of light. “[Construct],” Elm muttered and heard multiple yelps as the world turned into light. Leonard had always been an astute and free man, unshackled and unchained. He remembered his adventurer days, Free-Spirited Leo they called him, ”working for the Association as a Wanderer, exploring the great kingdoms, the high mountains and even going so far as to explore the great dungeons as well! But as he aged along the years and the woman of his dreams caught him, she had finally convinced him to
Previously“Defensive Positions!”Leonard turned to the Humlic priest and his good friend, barking out orders in the front line, fear non-existent in his eyes even in the face of demons. He remembered how he used to make fun of the priest, calling him unmanly with how he kept his chastity and yet compared to him, John was far more of a man than him. Would he be a greater father than him too?The guards all formed a defensive wall around the townspeople, shielding them with their iron shields blessed with holy water as they moved at a snail’s pace under the protective barrier casted by the priest. The barrier looked flimsy, weak, waning in and out of existence but it was strong enough to make the few low-ranked demons burst into flames as they were exorcised from the mortal realm. But it wouldn’t last forever. In fact, Leonard could clearly see the sweat dripping down John’s face as he gritted his teeth to hold on, at least until they could get into the church.Leonard’s face turned da
Previously“I’m sorry for being so shameless but,” Leonard cried, closing his eyes. “I hope you can let me meet you again, my children.” He surrenders his body to fate, and his soul to the Humlic God so that he will be judged fairly and casted upon the fiery pits of Hell to repent for his sins. BOOM!A large explosion ran out. The demons no longer giggled. The people no longer fled in terror. From that explosion of warmth and light, the world stood in silence. Father John had a smile on his face, seeing the familiar unconscious face of the village chief beside him and the last images of the young girl in gold transitioned to darkness. Hope had arrived.“E. . lm?” Leonard heard from his wife. His heart squeezed in fear but his stomach rolled with happiness and hope. Did he dare? With how he had abandoned her, did he dare to call himself a father, open his eyes and utter her name. Oh, he couldn't believe his eyes.Doubt, regret and guilt flooded through his system. Voices shamed him,
PreviouslyA quick look at the giant, swirling black mass above the Tepes’s head told Elm where the fleeing demons’s blood had gone. She didn’t mind the vampiric demon yet - she could tell from it’s arrogant look that he regarded himself high enough that he didn’t even consider ambushing her or assassinating her from behind. Little did the blood-sucking demon know, that was exactly what Elm had been hoping for. She teleported quickly, reappearing in a flash of light behind a demon look-like of the strong one she had to use her giant arrow against. Amusingly, the demon didn’t look so tough now as it attempted to scream but a quick blade to the throat stopped it, killing it in a burst of white flames. She scanned her surroundings quickly, assessing the quickest path to killing as many demons as quickly and efficiently as possible.“[Construct],” Elm muttered, summoning tens of light swords behind her. It was showtime. She locked onto the many demons hovering in the air before snapping