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
Ryan stood at the edge of the camp, staring out over the vast, desolate landscape of the Outer Core. The winds howled across the barren land, carrying with them the scent of smoke and decay, remnants of the destruction wrought by the Demon Lord's forces. It was a land that had once been alive with promise and growth, but now, it was little more than a fractured wasteland, haunted by the ever-present shadow of the Demon Lord.The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the craggy hills that rose up like jagged teeth. Ryan felt the weight of the world pressing down on him as he scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of hope, any sign of something left to fight for. He had led his people for years now—fighting, surviving, and watching as their numbers dwindled with each passing day. But this… this would be their final stand.His hand tightened around the hilt of his sword, his knuckles whitening. The Demon Lord’s forces had been relentless, pushing deeper into the Outer Core, an
Brador, a trusted ally of the Crocs family and a seasoned strategist within the Resistance, paced the length of the dimly lit war room, his boots scuffing against the stone floor. The faint scent of damp earth hung in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of oil from the flickering lanterns. Shadows danced across the cracked and worn maps sprawled across the table, their edges curling from years of use. Each map bore the scars of countless battles—coffee stains, blood smudges, and hastily drawn annotations marking skirmishes won and lost.Ryan, Brador’s second-in-command, stood at the edge of the table, his eyes tracing the lines of the latest plan. He leaned heavily on the map, his fingers curling around its edges as if seeking stability. His brow furrowed in a mixture of concentration and doubt. For hours, the two had debated strategies, weighing every possible risk and reward, but no amount of planning could erase the gnawing uncertainty in Ryan’s chest.“Our best chance lies in
The night sky stretched over the rebel encampment like an endless shroud, its inky darkness pierced only by faint stars and the pale glow of a crescent moon. The camp was alive with the subdued murmurs of preparation—men and women sharpening blades, packing supplies, and trading quiet words of resolve. Ryan, however, found no comfort in the routine sounds of war.In the command tent, a sealed letter rested on the table before him, its contents a poison that had already begun to seep into his thoughts. The messenger who had delivered it—a trusted scout—had disappeared into the night as swiftly as he’d arrived, leaving Ryan alone with the news. The words scrawled on the parchment were a warning, vague yet damning:The Flarion family moves against you. Watch your ranks; betrayal walks among you.Ryan stared at the letter, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. The Flarion family’s reputation for treachery was well-known, but the idea that they had infiltrated the Resistance struck a
The sun hung low in the sky, casting the rebel camp in hues of orange and crimson. Ryan stood in the center of the war room, staring intently at the large map spread across the table. It was marked with notes and symbols, representing the Demon Lord’s forces and the Resistance’s planned assault. Beside him, Brador leaned over the table, his brow furrowed in concentration. The atmosphere in the room was heavy, and the air seemed to hum with unspoken tension.“This changes everything,” Ryan said, his voice tight.He held a piece of parchment, its edges frayed from the hurried journey it had taken to reach the camp. The intelligence was clear: Leena Flarion, a cunning and ruthless operative of the Flarion family, had been gathering forces in secret. Her plan was as audacious as it was dangerous—an ambush to strike the Resistance at their most vulnerable moment during the assault on the Demon Lord’s fortress.Brador exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. “Leena is no ordinary operative. Sh
The dawn of the day arrived with a heavy, oppressive silence that seemed to weigh down on the entire camp. Ryan stood at the edge of the encampment, his cloak billowing in the cool morning breeze as he gazed out over the rugged terrain that lay between him and the Demon Lord’s fortress. His forces were ready; the plan had been set into motion. His mind, however, was not at ease.The ambush, he feared, was inevitable. Despite all their precautions, all their preparations, the Flarion family had proven time and time again how elusive and dangerous they were. And now, as the moment to strike at the Demon Lord’s stronghold drew near, Ryan couldn’t shake the feeling that they were walking into a trap.Brador stood beside him, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon. “You’re uneasy,” he observed quietly.Ryan met his gaze, nodding. “I can feel it. Something’s wrong.” He paused, taking a deep breath as if trying to steady himself. “But we can’t turn back now. If we do, we’ll lose everything we’v
The night seemed to press in on Ryan, the weight of the darkness wrapping around him like a suffocating shroud. Every breath felt like it could be his last, each step heavier than the one before. The stench of blood and burning flesh filled the air, a vile reminder of the price they had paid. The moon above, shrouded by thick clouds of smoke, cast its cold, unforgiving light over the battlefield, illuminating the carnage below. There was no warmth in its glow, only the ghostly reminder of everything they had lost.Ryan’s legs shook as he moved through the wreckage, his boots crunching over the debris of what had once been a thriving encampment. Tattered tents, broken weaponry, the scattered remnants of destroyed equipment—each piece a bitter testament to their failure. His heart ached with the knowledge that the Resistance, the cause he had devoted himself to, had been dealt a blow so severe that it might never recover. And with each step, the reality of the ambush settled deeper into
“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