Corey had to think and fight. Something he thought was relatively easy, only to be proven wrong now that he was submerged in water with a being who was born and raised in it. The Celestia wasn't giving him any opportunity to even breathe. She struck him several times with her tentacles and Corey tried to both deflect, and attack. All the while thinking of a way to take her down. He couldn't throw an energy beam at her, water made it difficult to throw at a good coordination.
He couldn't use anything with fire, the reason was relatively obvious.And using anything that could cause a spark of electricity would only make him suffer.He wondered how she could do it without feeling anything. And he couldn't swim from her. Not only was she big enough to catch up in a second, but she move one leg forward and it would hit Corey from wherever he was.There was no escaping anything she did. Especially her tentacles. They'd knocked him into the wall twice now, and their bolts"We're spending the night here. At this…. Honestly it's quite beautiful, but she is creepy." Pamela whispered to the girls as they gathered snacks from the fridge the Celestia had led them too. She twisted her upper body to check for the woman and found her peeping at them from behind the corner. Eleanora spotted her as well, the Celestia lifts up her left hand and waves to them. "Yeah, I agree. She is creepy. She's treating us like a project. Analyzing our moves, and-""Is no one going to mention Corey? He's changed, drastically." Verosika doesn't hide the awestruck feeling in her tone. "He's smoking!" "Smoking what?!" Verosika tapped Yumiko at the back of her head. "Don't be a moron. He's hot. And different. What did she do to him?" Verosika swooned, trailing her gaze until it landed on Corey. He was poking Borba's flexed her arm, and Gogo squealed while Corey kept touching her bicep. Pamela removed her eyes from the Celestia. Who could have entered the kitchen but chose to wat
Strange numbness filled Corey's side, his eyes flashing to white before they went back to their normal color. He could hear several heartbeats, he could feel heated skins against his making him feel like he was trapped in a sauna. He squirmed, freeing his right arm and shaking the sweat off his forehead. Corey spotted Iriel, sitting on a stool watching him. She had on his hoodie, legs kept apart with a cup of tea in one hand. She raised her left brow at him, and he reached out an arm. Her tentacles wrapped around it, pulling Corey into the air then setting him on his feet.He thought up grey pants, and a black shirt."How long have you been up?""Four hours.""And you were just watching us sleep?""No, I went to make some tea. Then I put Pamela on the bed, along with Mikayla-"Corey glanced back to the massive bed, all the women were there. Including the two she just mentioned. Who hadn't joined their initial rump."You brought them from their rooms here?"Iriel gave him a sharp bo
Erogo walked back and forth in his home, questioning all that he knew. He replayed every word spoken to him by the Celestia. All the riddles, wondering where he had missed an important clue. His breath staggered and he held on to one of his chains and growled loudly.So loud it could be heard thousands of miles away. He was an angry beast. Annoyed at the thought of being bested by a child. And not just an ordinary child, human who was beneath him. No he couldn't let that happen.He had to do something. Something to stop and ruin Corey.But what? He thought about his previous plan, to use Corey's mother and step father against him but he felt that came up too short. And it wasn't a fool proof idea. In fact there were thousands of holes in it. Concentrating hard, his mine tried to pull up ideas. The different creatures he had locked up. Creatures who could harm Corey. "Shit, but the Celestia is now on his side."With her, Corey was almost invincible against any foe he sent. So he nee
Iriel was a confident creature. Corey had women who displayed confidence, but none ever like her. His breath felt warm against his palm as he blew into it. Stroking his finger through his own hair, and untangling some curls. She was making tea for herself, using her tentacles so she did not have to move an inch from where she sat. Once her tea was made, she placed a mug on a costar and drew towards her mouth. "I'll cut through the BS, and unimportant shit. I wanted power, and I wanted a quick way to get it. I love to mess with people, almost like I'm playing with my food. I believe in violence. I believe some people were made weaker than others. And the weak ones are pathetic. I'm not a good person. I will never be a good person. And the second I realized how crudely my thoughts were, I decided to accept them and venture deep into the dark arts." She pasued, gulping the warm liquid. Corey picked up the scent of cinnamon. "Some of the things I tried at first required a sacrifice. Yo
After months of living in this world, Corey was still impressed that the could find new things to obsess about. And he meant obsess. Really obsess over something and let it occupy your entire life. The plan had been to take Corey to a little place where he could sign up and train. Halfway through their trip, they ran into a dragon mage. She hadn't seen them at first but her dragon apparently smelt Greta and went flying for the undead Luna. Corey had been listening to Yumiko while she argued with Luke about how the God's confidence was stupid considering how he only had one eye. She couldn't understand that he was trapped no matter how many times Luke tried to explain it.Which left Corey with an interesting sight to laugh and withness. The frustration she caused Luke had not been enough to shut down his senses when he felt incoming target. Iriel had caught the dragon and intent on killing it if the mage hadn't tried to attack her. Eleanora felt something and came out before the Cele
Armageddon was something pulled straight from Corey's greatest fantasy. The small floating amongst the clouds like it wanted to become one with the heavens had everything a childhood Corey had dreamt off. When he first played a fantasy type video game.From the medieval castle, to the clothes, the blossoming green terrains and the people. The people were close to humans excluding their great magical prowress. Corey was having the time of his life just looking at the image NewAge had pulled up. He couldn't wait until they arrived. Then he could see in person just how wonderful the place looked. But was he being honest with himself? He'd seen more places with a beautiful environment that this on can't compete with, so why was he is excited?As an fan of anime and video games hbased off animes, Corey had taking a liking to to full metal alchemist and black clover. Seeing this place reminded him so much of that.From the buildings. To the people. The statues and the little stories they
Mikayla was right. And Iriel hated to admit. But more than that, she hated to admit that Corey had been. Right. He knew to shun her out, in order to get her to listen. She wanted to apologize, but when she showed up at his room he was gone. And so was the princess, and Misha. She didn't know who to ask about Corey's sudden disappearance, since no one was talking to her. Her only option happened to be the human female working on a device that looked funny. Iriel tapped the side of the door with her knuckles. Pamela shot her head up from where she sat on the floor, looking over some blueprints. When she saw the cause of the disturbance, she returned her eyes to where they initially were. "Can we talk?"Pamela said nothing. So Iriel huffed, she clenched her fist ready to go into a rant about how humans were beneath her. And that Pamela can't be protected by Corey forever. But she shoved that away and forced her body to ease up. Tension formed in her shoulders. "I need to ask you some
They arrived at Armageddon shortly after Iriel's outburst, which was a week later. Very fortunate for her, the women had decided to let her stay. As long as that incident never repeated itself. Misha had to hide her shock at Borba's sense of calmness. She was slightly happy the orc had gotten a taste of death, then maybe it would teach to not easily react so brashly. But Misha wasn't stupid enough to let her happiness carry on. She knew the type of people orcs were. For Borba to have calmed down, that only meant something bad was on its way. And the general didn't even banter with Misha. When Misha would say something snarky, and Borba would hum only.It made her words feel like nothing. The orc had killed her brother. Who was trying to kill her. So she was starting to see Borba's side, which annoyed her. She had always known she wasn't in the right, but Borba was infuriating enough for her to continue hating her. Until now. They couldn't leave the boat despite being below the maje