The battlefield, once a chaotic symphony of rage and destruction, had fallen into an eerie stillness. The oppressive weight of Azrathar's presence hung in the air, suffocating the land. The demon king’s dark magic had left the world trembling, and both the Crocs and the Resistance found themselves standing on the precipice of annihilation. Forced to reckon with the larger, more immediate threat, the two factions were left with no choice but to put aside their bitter rivalries, at least for the time being.Cassian and Valrik stood facing one another, separated by a tense distance that spoke volumes about their history. Both were formidable leaders, each with their own vision for the future of Argyris. But the clash of their ambitions, the countless betrayals and battles between their factions, had now been overshadowed by the arrival of Azrathar. As the demon king’s forces gathered for an assault of unimaginable scale, the two men had no choice but to speak the unspeakable: unity.Cass
The combined forces of the Resistance and the Crocs moved as one, a fragile alliance marching deeper into the heart of Argyris. The air grew thick with an oppressive weight, the very land beneath their feet seeming to recoil from their presence. With every step they took, the world around them twisted further, the earth warping in response to the malevolent force that lay ahead. It was a land scarred by dark magic, where nature itself seemed to cower beneath the shadow of the demon king’s power.The ground was cracked and barren, no sign of life remaining. Jagged, blackened trees rose from the soil like twisted sentinels, their gnarled branches reaching out like skeletal hands. The sky, once blue and vibrant, was now a sickly shade of violet, thick clouds swirling ominously above them, blocking out the sun. Even the wind had changed, its howls filled with whispers of forgotten horrors, as if the very elements had been tainted by the presence of Azrathar.Valrik led the charge, his eye
The skies above Azrathar’s lair churned with storm clouds, dark and oppressive, reflecting the tumult of the battle below. The air was thick with the acrid scent of sulfur and blood, a miasma that clung to everything and made every breath feel like poison. The ground trembled beneath their feet, as if even the earth itself was alive with fear.Cassian’s heart pounded in his chest, the weight of the moment crushing down on him. His sword was slick with the blood of demons, and though his muscles burned with fatigue, he pressed forward, driven by a singular purpose: destroy Azrathar, end his reign of terror.Beside him, Valrik fought with the same grim determination, his sword flashing in the dark as he cleaved through the monstrous horde. There were no words between them now. The old rivalries and tensions had faded into the background of the battle as the two leaders fought side by side. For the moment, they were united by a singular goal, one that transcended the bitter history betwe
The war was over. The demon king was dead. But as the last remnants of the battlefield were swept away by the winds, the survivors found that the true battle had only just begun.Cassian stood on the outskirts of the battlefield, his back to the remnants of Azrathar’s citadel, gazing out over the land that had once been lush and full of life. Now, it was a scarred, barren wasteland. The ruins of homes, villages, and towns dotted the landscape, reminders of the lives lost in the war. The stench of death still lingered in the air, heavy and suffocating, despite the death of the demon king.The bodies of fallen soldiers—both Resistance and Crocs—were being collected, the dead from both sides now lying together in a somber, uneasy alliance of their own. Cassian felt the weight of the lives lost pressing down on him. Soldiers, civilians, leaders—no one had been spared. There was no victor in this war, only survivors, and none of them would ever be the same.He glanced over at Valrik, who w
The news came quietly, carried by whispers through the camp. Cassian sat alone in his tent, the flickering light of a single candle casting long shadows across the walls. The scout who delivered the message—a young Resistance fighter with wide, frightened eyes—had spoken quickly and left just as fast, as though the very act of delivering the warning was enough to paint a target on his back.Cassian leaned back in his chair, his hand tightening around the hilt of his sword. His mind raced. A faction within the Resistance plotting against him? He had anticipated division—after all, not everyone had been pleased with the uneasy alliance he’d formed with the Crocs—but outright betrayal? That was a step he hadn’t been prepared for.His thoughts spiraled through recent events, replaying every conversation, every subtle shift in the tone of his meetings with key leaders. The Resistance had always been a fragile coalition, bound together more by desperation than true unity. But now, with Azra
The discovery came unexpectedly. A team of foragers, tasked with scouring the ruined battlefield of Argyris for usable supplies, stumbled upon something buried deep beneath the scorched earth. It wasn’t just remnants of the demon king’s army or forgotten weapons of war—it was something far older.The object, encased in a strange, dark stone, pulsed faintly with an otherworldly energy. The foragers dared not touch it, but word of their discovery spread quickly, carried by hushed whispers and hurried messengers. By the time Cassian and Valrik were alerted, the ancient secret had already become the subject of wild speculation.Was it a weapon? A source of unimaginable power? Or something far worse?Cassian stood over the excavation site, his expression grim as he watched Resistance scholars carefully chip away at the stone encasing the artifact. The energy emanating from it was palpable, making the air thick and charged. Crestin stood at his side, his hand resting uneasily on the hilt of
The night sky over Argyris was unnaturally dark, the stars obscured by an oppressive veil that seemed to pulse with menace. A cold wind swept across the land, carrying with it whispers of something ancient and unrelenting. Cassian stood on a hill overlooking the Resistance’s camp, his thoughts heavy as he gazed into the horizon. For weeks now, there had been rumors—stories of villages disappearing, of lands consumed by an unknown force that left nothing in its wake.This was not the demon king’s lingering corruption. This was something else.“Cassian,” Crestin said, his voice breaking the silence. He approached quickly, his face pale and his steps hurried. “You need to see this.”Cassian followed Crestin to the edge of the camp, where a group of scouts stood nervously, their horses restless and their faces lined with fear. One of them, a young woman, stepped forward and saluted sharply.“We scouted the northern border,” she began, her voice trembling despite her best efforts to remain
The air in the Croc citadel was electric with tension, the once-disciplined halls now filled with hushed whispers and furtive glances. Valrik’s grip on leadership, once unassailable, had begun to show cracks. Rival commanders, emboldened by the recent losses and the newfound alliance with the Resistance, began questioning his authority.In one shadowed chamber, Commander Raegor, a veteran of countless battles, leaned over a map, his voice low but firm. “Valrik has grown soft,” he said, his tone carrying the venom of betrayal. “This alliance with the Resistance? It’s a disgrace to everything the Crocs stand for. We don’t negotiate with our enemies—we crush them.”Around him, a small but growing number of loyalists nodded, their expressions grim. The room buzzed with an undercurrent of defiance. They didn’t dare move openly against Valrik yet, but the seeds of rebellion had been sown.Meanwhile, within the Resistance camp, Cassian faced his own turmoil. The council of elders, a once-res
“Are you alright now?”Ryan questioned in a calm voice.“mm.”Evane nodded.“Really?”Evane’s smile widened and she nodded again,“Yes, yes I am.”A wicked smile then appeared on Ryan’s face.“Heh, that’s good.Get ready to be not alright now.”Evane chuckled as she looked at Ryan with unconcealed love in her eyes.‘Gentle Bastard.’She muttered inwardly.Ryan smiled as he moved his face away, then, he pulled his shaft out of Evane’s body as slowly as he can.He stopped right when he was about to fully pull it out, then, he moved back in.Again, he was very slow with his movements.Actually, this was the hardest time for him.These unbelievably soft and warm insides crawled all over his penis, sucking it with a tremendous force, he really had to give his all just so he couldn’t cum.Ryan continued his slow movements until he noticed some levels of ease in Evane’s expression.Then,“AAnnnNnahhh~”A got a little rougher.With just one thrust, his dick moved into Evane’s deepest parts. S
"AAnnnhhhh~~"Evane moaned loudly.Ryan, who was busy with his tongue, could feel Evane's pressing her thighs against his face, and at the same time, she was trying to push his face right into her forbidden area.Ryan had to admit it,This was a heavenly feeling~With her meaty thighs pressing against his face, and her tasty lower lips right in front of his mouth, this was all a man would ask for.Ryan then continued to move his tongue, he already learned where the weak points were when he explored this cave for the first time.Of course, it did take him some time to find them again with his tongue, however, as soon as he did find them, his work got easier.Weak points were all he focused on and as a result,"AAnnhhhh~"Loud and pleasureful moans were all the things that could come out of Evane's mouth.As for her other mouth, well, it only secreted juices.Divinely delicious juices.Of course, Ryan had full access to them.Without waiting for any permission, Ryan quickly gulped down
“Ugghhhh! I am cumming again!!!”*Squirt*“AAaannhhhhh!!”Ryan and Thyra moaned in pleasure as they both orgasmed at the same time.Ryan then rested his body on top of Thyra’s back and the two of them started breathing heavily.Then, a familiar energy entered Ryan s body and a bunch of messages appeared in front of his eyes, he, however, ignored those messages and stood up.Taking his dick out of her little sister, Ryan walked towards Thyra with a smile on his face.Thyra, who still had the black mist covering her eyes felt Ryan’s little brother moving out of her cave, then, she heard his footsteps and realized that he was walking towards him.Then, a strong scent assaulted her nose, she didn’t need to think to know what it was.*Sniff* *Sniff*She sniffed even more and moved her face towards Ryan’s dick.However, suddenly, the Mist around her eyes disappeared.Thyra frowned but before she could say anything, she heard Ryan’s voice.“Look at the mirror of reality, Thyra.”Thyra then t
“Annh~”A small moan leaked out of Thyra’s mouth as Ryan placed the head of his dick on Thyra’s pussy.However, no matter how much Thyra moaned, his did not enter her insides.This made Thyra’s little sister scream in frustration and she started twitching uncontrollably.“Thyra, you see how your little sister is twitching? That proves that you are a pervert.” Ryan pointed at the mirror with a smile on his face.Thyra, however, did not give up.Her body was already shuddering from anticipation, she knew that she couldn’t let Ryan tease her anymore, she knew that she should just give in and let Ryan do whatever he wanted with her.However, she didn’t want that.Where’s the fun in that?She would rather go against him!Then he would try even harder.“Heh. Don’t talk like that when your little brother has veins all over his body, I can see how eager it is to enter my little sister.You are the real pervert here.”“So you won’t give up huh…” Ryan muttered with a small smile on his face.Th
“Thyra Cruse, what a big pervert you are.”Ryan stated with a playful smile on his face.“I-I am not a pervert.” Thyra, however, denied the accusations.“Ohh? Are you sure about that?” Ryan questioned with a smile.“Y-Yes I am.I am not a pervert.”Thyra answered.Ryan then started thinking and then, a big, gentle smile appeared on his face,“Alright, I often heard that facing the reality is the biggest punishment one can go through,” Ryan muttered and then, he smiled.“At the same time, knowing the reality can also be a reward.”Ryan then glanced at Thyra, sealed her lips again and then, he muttered,“Thyra Cruse, I have decided what to do with you.I will now show you the reality.I will now show you, the real you.”.Ryan smiled and although Thyra didn’t like where this was going,She liked where this was going.Confusing thoughts indeed.…“Hmm, hmmm, looks good indeed.”Ryan muttered as he nodded his head repeatedly as if praising himself.“So I call this the Mirror of Reality.As
"My body is craving for yours as well~"Ryan muttered with a smile on his face as he moved his erect penis close to Amaya's little sister.Amaya, who was watching everything with a red face couldn't help but move her body in a way that her little sister's entrance touched Ryan’s little brother.A thrilling feeling filled her heart when the two private parts touched each other.She moved her body a little and the more Ryan’s rod slid on her entrance, the faster her heart started beating.Right now, she wasn't thinking straight, all her actions were subconscious, even she doesn't realize what she was doing.A small smile appeared on Ryan’s face as he saw her acting like that,"Shall we move to the next step?" he questioned in a gentle tone.Hearing his words, Amaya froze.She knew what the next step was.Her body started trembling in fear as she recalled some bad memories, however, a weird tingling feeling filled her heart, she glanced below and saw Ryan sliding his rod on her opening.
"Ugghhhhh! I am cumminnggg!"His little brother sprayed his fresh hot milk all over Amaya's body.Out of reflex, Amaya tried to cover her body with her hands, however, that didn't help at all. Ryan’s hot liquid fell on her body and seeing how his little brother was spitting out his mild like that, Amaya gulped."W-What is this…?" She couldn't help but question."It's called ejaculation," Ryan answered."I know that! I am not a child!" Amaya refuted."…" Ryan turned silent and didn't say anything.Amaya then glanced at Ryan and started thinking.'Ejaculation… or orgasm, a person only orgasm when he or she feels good, so does that mean he enjoyed what I did…?'Amaya thought and then, a smile appeared on her face.For some reason, she felt proud of herself.She then glanced at Ryan’s little brother who was now in half erect state and her smile widened,"I succeeded in calming it down…"Ryan, who heard her words couldn't help but smile,"Indeed, you did an amazing job, thank you, Amaya."
"What? Don't act like that,It is a completely natural reaction."Amaya then heard Ryan’s word and her eyes glanced at her face."Trust me, it is completely natural, you would have to check a guy's sexuality if he doesn't get turned on after bathing with you.Amaya, don't blame me, it is your fault, you are just too beautiful."A small smile appeared on Amaya's face when she heard Ryan’s words.'You are just too beautiful.You are amazingly beautiful.You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen.'For some reason, her mind started moulding Ryan’s words and the more it was moulded, the better Amaya's smile got.For some reason, she got a little too happy because of his compliment.It wasn't like she wasn't complimented before, quite the opposite actually, pretty much every person she had met complimented her for her beauty, however, this was the first time she ever felt happy and contended from a compliment."You aren't going to leave me hanging, correct?" Suddenly, Ryan muttered
"Ugghhh! I can't take it anymore!!" Ryan groaned in pleasure as he then grabbed Thyra's head and started thrusting his hips. "!!!" Thyra's eyes widened in surprise, this was too deep! Ryan’s dick had entered her throat, she couldn't breathe! "Ugghhh! So tight!" Ryan groaned in pleasure, in the end, he couldn't control him anymore and, "I am cumminnggggg!" He thrust his dick inside Thyra's mouth and came directly inside her throat. Then, he pulled out his dick and breathed heavily. *Cough* *Cough* *Cough* Thyra coughed as tears began to well up in the corner of her eyes. Ryan finally came out of his reverie and his eyes widened in surprise. "A-Are you okay?" He questioned in worry. He couldn't believe he lost control again. He was cursing himself inwardly. "I-Is that it?" Suddenly, Thyra questioned inaudibly. "What did you say?" Thyra then lifted her head as she smiled provocatively, "Is the punishment over?" Then, a small smile appeared on Ryan’s