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Evil Prophet Chapter 10

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‘I knew that she was strong, but not this much. With her beside me I don’t have to worry about anyone on this whole planet. And her sister hasn’t come yet, who knows how strong she would be.’

 

Before looking at her level, Mark thought that maybe those who represented the peak of Asuma’s Planet power would be troubling for him. But now with enough time Mark was sure that he could conquer the whole Galaxy with Gabriel and her sister under him. Considering that Gabriel’s sister wasn’t too much weaker than her.

 

“A long tone back both me and my sister were both Angels belonging to the noble faction. Both of us were praised to be the perfect pair of sisters who would always do justice and those other crap. However neither me nor she was truly happy, because there were many restrictions to continue being an Angel. But the one I most hated was that incest was not allowed.”

 

Till here Gabriel still had a calm look on her face, but once she began talking about incest her eyes visually brightened up.

 

“Though neither me or she had any Lesbian tendencies, just thinking about the no incest rule made us keep thinking about it, until we finally did it. In a sense it was like a forbidden fruit that we couldn’t wait to eat. And so we did, and that was the same time our wings turned black and we became Fallen Angels. Later on Mistress Sophia found the two of us and invited us into the Evil Faction. She trained us and made us stronger. And honesty, once we got used to how things worked in the Evil Faction, the both of us felt regret for not having sex with each other sooner, the place was just that enticing. As long as you are strong enough it doesn’t matter who the other one is, cause you can do whatever you want to them Master.”

 

By the time Gabriel finished speaking her cheeks had a visible blush on them and her breathing was a little rough indicating that she was sexually turned on.

 

Feeling perplexed as to what Gabriel was thinking about that she was getting turned on Mark finally reached the town entrance.

 

“You can drop the Master, it’s fine calling me Mark. I’d rather only have my Slaves call me Master.”

 

“As you wish.”

 

At the same time as Mark and Gabriel finished their little conversation, one of the two guards who were standing on both sides of the huge gate, began walking towards the duo.

 

“What business do the two of you have here?”

 

When the guards first saw two people walking towards the town, they thought more of those who got transported to this wire were coming. However once they noticed Mark’s clothing, and the pair of black wings on Gabriel’s back, they immediately understood that they were from the Evil Faction.

 

Just as Mark was about to answer the guard, a huge vortex appeared above the town causing a huge disturbance. The vortex was pitch black in color, and just being close to it made people feel as if their souls would be snuffed out by it.

 

Looking at this vortex Mark understood that it was the doing of someone belonging to the Evil Faction.

 

“What is happening?!”

 

“Are we being attacked!!?”

 

“Someone inform the Town Lord!”

 

“Look! someone’s hand is coming out of it!”

 

“Som….”

 

While the whole town was filled with chaos about the unknown coming out of the vortex, Mark who was similarly lost in thought about who the person stepping out of the vortex could be, was brought back to reality by Gabriel’s voice.

 

“She’s here!”

 

Gabriel’s voice was no longer calm but leaking excitement. Her voice was similar to those couples who spent a long time away from each other and were finally reuniting.

 

Hearing such excitement in her voice Mark was 90% sure of who the person stepping out of the vortex would be, but he still didn’t move any closer to the vortex or the town and just kept on observing.

 

After the foot, the person itself came out of the vortex and began falling straight down towards the town. But before she fell too far a pair of huge black wings appeared in her back which with a huge flap immediately stopped her falling momentum.

 

Once the woman stabilized herself above the town, the vortex she stepped out of disappeared leaving behind only the huge winds which were occurring due to the woman flapping her black wings.

 

“Who is she?!”

 

“Run away! Look at her black wings! She’s from the Evil Faction!”

 

“Hel…”

 

While all those who saw the woman began screaming as if they were about to the die, the woman in question didn’t even glance at any of them. She took one look towards Gabriel and immediately rushed in her direction.

 

Looking at the woman rushing towards the towns boundary the residents were unable to understand what was happening. But the woman didn’t care and she didn’t even bother slowing down once she reached the towns boundary, descending at the same speed she lunged at Gabriel and wrapped her arms around her tightly hugging her.

 

Once the woman hugged Gabriel she didn’t waste a single second before pressing her lips against Gabriel’s and kissing her immediately.

 

It was only now when the woman stopped moving did Mark finally manage to get a proper look at her.

 

Other than her hair and wings the woman looked exactly like Gabriel. While her hair was in a dark blood colored red, she had four wings compared to the two which Gabriel had, and all of them were almost twice as big as Gabriel’s.

 

After a long sloppy kiss from which both of them were leaking saliva all over each other’s face and dripping onto the ground, the pair of sisters finally stopped kissing each other, but still didn’t stop hugging.

 

“You came here faster than I expected Seraphine.”

 

“I just couldn’t wait to be so far away from you, so I rushed out as soon as I heard about where you were sent.” Seraphine stopped speaking and took Gabriel’s tattooed hand in her hand and began observing it closely. Once she looked enough, she turned around and looked towards Mark before nodding her head, “He’s indeed as handsome as Mistress Cecilia said.”


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Evil Prophet Chapter 11

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Finally Seraphine let go of Gabriel and stepped forward. She now retracted her wings and began walking towards Mark who was a few meters away from them.

 

Though previously Gabriel was less than a foot away from him, due to the ridiculously fast hug from Seraphine who didn’t bother slowing down both of them ended up moving further away from Mark.

 

When the two sisters first hugged each other it looked so beautiful that it almost resembled a pain tain. However once they began kissing with unconcealable lust and saliva all over their face, the peacefulness completely disappeared and was replaced with pure carnal desires.

 

Now Mark could clearly see all the differences between the two sisters. Taking one look at how Seraphine was dressed he immediately understood why a sigh appeared when the three heads of the Evil Faction spoke about her.

 

She was dressed in tight black leather one piece dress which covered from above her breasts till below the waist, and a rolled up whip was hanging on the side of her waist.

 

Seraphine was a dominatrix!

 

With how tightly the dress was pressed against her body it highlighted how Seraphine’s body had curves in all the right places. But still looking at her all men would only feel fear and not lust.

 

However the same wasn’t the case for Mark, from the first time he saw how she was dressed, Mark made his mind up.

 

‘I’ll definitely tame her and turn her into my obedient little kitty.’

 

Other than the wings, the hair and eyes color the two women were the exact replica of each other. While Seraphine’s eyes and hair were blood red in color, Gabriel’s were pure silver. The both had light pink colored lips which were always curved up in a sultry smile. Hair which was similarly tied up in a long ponytail which would slap against their supple ass every time they moved.

 

“So you are the next Evil Prophet. Though you are handsome enough to be my master, it doesn’t matter who tries to force me into it, if I don’t feel like it there’s no way I’ll become your Familiar. Got that?”

 

In response to the woman who had her hands of her waist and was speaking as if she was looking down on him, Mark for a second couldn’t believe that she would actually say that she wouldn’t be his Familiar regardless of who it is that tells her to.

 

But with this Mark understood Seraphine character. She was someone who would never bend over regardless of who tried to force her, and would only do something if she felt like it.

 

“I’m fine with it.”

 

Hearing Mark so easily agree to her, Seraphine was taken back for a second. Before speaking to him, Seraphine was under the impression that he would act like a spoiled kid and throw a tantrum saying that she would have to do as he said, and if she didn’t he would complain to the Three Goddesses of Evil Faction.

 

But seeing that nothing close to it happen, Seraphine’s impression of Mark went up a notch from just a handsome hunk of meat, to handsome and not spoiled hunk of meat.

 

“Good. Now that we’re both in an understanding, what do you want to do in this town? I heard that you wanted to have revenge on people that came from your own world.”

 

When Mark heard what Seraphine said he turned around and looked at the group of people who were staring at him and the two women behind him with wide eyes.

 

“Yup, first I’ll have my revenge. After which I’ll conquer this town. Of course with the help of you two gorgeous sisters.”

 

Hearing Mark compliment the two of them, both Seraphine and Gabriel broke into a natural smile. After all which woman doesn’t like to be complimented.

 

“So what do you want us to do Mark?”

 

“Oh, you don’t call him Master even after becoming a Familiar?”

 

It was natural for Seraphine to question Gabriel that she wasn’t calling Mark as Master. Because almost everyone makes their Familiars treat them with respect to show the difference in their ranks. This included those who were at the peak of Evil Faction too.

 

“No, Mark said he would rather have only slaves call him as Master.”

 

With this Gabriel’s opinion of Mark once again increased. This time from handsome and not spoiled hunk of meat, to handsome person.

 

‘He might indeed be worthy of becoming my Master. However I’d better observe for a few more days and see if the both of us would indeed be compatible like Mistress Cecilia said.’

 

Oblivious to what Seraphine was thinking Mark was completely focused on the men and women who made his life a living hell on Earth. But what he didn’t know was that just him staring at them made all of their backs get covered in cold sweat.

“Hey Seraphine do you have any slave collars on you?”

 

“Of course I do. Who do you want to use it on, and how many do you need?”

 

“Does it matter who I use it on?”

 

While Mark was perplexed about why it would matter who he put it on, a glow appeared in Seraphine’s eyes visually showing how excited she was.

 

“Of course it does. Basic slave collars are enough for anyone below Level 100. While higher ranked slave collars are needed for those above Level 100.”

 

“Oooh! It seems like I have a lot to learn from you. But for now I’ll have 8 basic slave collars.”

 

If previously only Seraphine’s eyes shining brightly, once she heard what Mark said, her whole face face was now completely lit up.

 

‘Maybe the both of us are indeed compatible.’

 


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The Power of Creation – Chapter 199

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It is only a little simple magic to create an enlarged wyvern saddle modified for dragon use. Naturally, you triy to keep the saddle looking similar to ones in Merida’s country. You take satisfying Merida’s sexual fantasy very seriously. It is so rare than any of your women voice out their wants so deliberately, that you desire to set an example. If any of your women have a fantasy, you will stop at nothing to fulfill it… as long as that fantasy doesn’t involve another guy.

Even group sex could be achieved by creating multiple yous, but if any of your girls want to have intercourse with someone else, you’d probably lose it. Even the thought makes you angry. You never considered yourself a jealous person, but ever since your harem started growing, around the time of the waifu competition, you started feeling more and more protective of them. The collars are one such version of your protection. You had made sure every girl had her collar before leaving, and added a spell that prevented them from removing them like Medusa had. Even Ursula has been forced to be restrained, despite her resistance.

Among the many features of the necklace in telling the state of your women, of course there is an alarm that notifies you if a penis comes anywhere near their three holes. Simply knowing how horny they are or when they are orgasming is insufficient. You obviously wouldn’t restrict your women from touching themselves or each other. Some of the girls, such as Belle and Ariel would schlick it as many as three times a day. Fortunately, the magic could differentiate a dildo from a penis, or Belle would be going off like an alarm. Ariel always preferred her own fingers or a finger from her sisters if she could coerce them, and only occasionally indulged in dildo play. Most of the time, if she is horny, she’ll simply find a playmate, and if she wants cock, she’ll find you.

Part of the reason you had to take away Ariel’s penis is because of this alarm. Whatever you did, you couldn’t get the spell to differentiate dicks, so when Ariel dicked around with the other girls, it’d trigger nonstop. Therefore, for your peace of mind, Ariel is restricted to the tools she was born with.

Thus, you casually check on all of your girl’s collars mentally while putting on the saddle and reigns on Mushu, who is in her full dragon form, perched precariously on the bowsprit of the ship. The air ship is now tilting forward a bit, and you need to use a little extra magic to keep it stable and moving forward in the air. Snow White is watching with interest, but makes it clear she has no desire to mount the dragon herself. As she puts it, ‘the only thing I trust to take me forward is my own two feet.’. This is only a little hypocritical seeing as she is flying on an airship, but you have the impression this was a pride thing for her. She probably wouldn’t mount a horse either.

Rapunzel has scurried back to her room, and Tiana is still hiding out in the doghouse. The maids look at the dragon with both fear and awe, expressions that Mushu seems to like as she rustles out her wings and expands them to show her might and size. As to why you are taking it easy and have time to check on your harem’s collars, it is because once you agreed to this particular scene, Merida said she needed a moment to prepare and ran back into her room.

Every harem member had their own storage ring on them, and thus could carry whatever they wanted where ever they went. While Kida was modestly using the supplies on the ship, and it was the ship’s bed she broke, any one of them could realistically have brought their entire wardrobe, their room furniture and furnishings, and everything they owned on this journey. Tiana likely had, which was why she was somewhat angry that she had no room to make it up how she wanted it. Thus, it was anyone’s guess what Merida was fetching.

You didn’t have to wait long though, because Merida came out wearing full armor. Rather, it was the same military armor she had worn when you first encountered her reporting to the king. She usually wears something more casual, but she put on the armor whenever she is expecting a fight. Naturally, she isn’t expecting a fight right now. It isn’t until you notice a slight alteration to this uniform that you understood her intent.

The alteration is that she is missing any coverings over her groin and butt. As the outfit is designed, there is a ringlet skirt that goes over a pair of leather pants that cover her legs followed by ringmail chausses on her thighs. The leather pants are absent, and the ringlet skirt is partially see-through, so if you look hard enough you can see a patch of pubic fur between her legs and the crack of her butt on the other side. She looks incredibly shy walking out without pants on, but unless you look closely or lift her skirt it is hard to tell she is missing anything.

“You ready?” You ask with a grin.

“Mm!” Merida says excitedly. “Let’s mount up!”

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Sex Online Chapter 1

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“Jason it’s time.”

 

Hearing the usual pleasant and soothing voice of Saeko, Jason who was watching the news looked towards her.

 

Despite being a Chinese beauty, Saeko spoke in an impeccable English which made many doubt what her true heritage was.

 

She was a tall woman who looked to be in her 30s, and reaching almost 5 feet and 10 inches in height. Her skin looked soft and white, in stark contrast to her short dark black hair which draped only a little longer than her shoulders.

 

Dressed in a tight short black skirt which covered till her knees, and a similar white tight blouse which struggled to keep her breasts covered. Her clothes perfectly emphasized her curvy figure, making her look even more enticing.

 

‘I could just keep on looking at her forever and never get tired.’

 

Not wanting to be caught staring at her again, Jason turned his attention back towards the TV and patted the seat beside him inviting her to sit there, “I know.”

 

Shaking her head due to being used to how Jason acted, Saeko shook her head and sat down beside Jason on the sofa and rested her head on his strong shoulder, before watching the TV along with him.

 

On the TV a female reporter was speaking about the launch of the long awaited VRMMORPG Fantasy Online. Behind the reporter was a huge screen on which a timer was displayed.

 

The time remaining till it reached zero was 4 minutes and 43 seconds.

 

Fantasy Online the VRMMORPG which just with the release of its trailer had reviewed a huge fan base which were all anxiously awaiting its release.

 

Despite the fact that today was 31st December and in a few minutes it would be new year, not many youths were out partying but were all at holed up inside their gaming capsule staring at the ticking timer.

 

The only ones who were not inside their gaming capsule were those who couldn’t afford it, or those who were not old enough to play the game. In the group who weren’t inside their gaming capsule it also included the company staff which were responsible for the management of the game, and those who wanted to await for the review before starting the game.

 

For the next few minutes neither Jason nor Saeko spoke and kept on watching the TV program.

 

“…. As you can all see we are now just a 90 seconds away from witnessing an event which will be written down in history. In just a few more moments Fantasy Online will be released and everyone of you who have already purchased the game can begin logging in and enjoying it! To make this event much more memorable me and those behind me are going to shout out the countdown for both the beginning of the new year and the launch of Fantasy Online. 45…44…43…”

 

Just like the reporter said, she and the mass of people behind her began chanting out the countdown like they always do for the new year, but only this time the more importance was paid towards Fantasy Online.

 

The game wasn’t special just due to its unimaginably awesome graphics, unforgettable backstory, perfect real time translation of every language, the most realistic feeling of senses, hundreds of hidden classes, total freedom to do as one pleases, but most importantly it was due to being able to enjoy the most basic pleasure through the game.

 

Sex….

 

Yes, sex! In Fantasy Online, along with enjoying the game in its setting, a player could have sex with both NPCs and other players. Something even more special was that sex didn’t even need to be consensual, because the System never interfered with the game regardless of what happened.

 

Be it sexual harassment, or rape, the System would never interfere or logout the player. Either one player would successfully do what they want to the other player or NPC, or the NPC or player would escape somehow and take the help of other players or the city guards.

 

Yes, the System didn’t have anything such as putting the players in jail, logging out forcefully or anything else. Everything would depend on how the players and NPCs reacted.

 

For all the System cares you could even tie a player up and keep him like that for all eternity, and it would never once interfere. That is what the game was most famous for, with such a radical feature which would never punish a player regardless of what they do, it would undoubtedly give the players a feel like they were in the real world.

 

However it wasn’t that there was no backlash of committing evil deeds. With every evil deed they perform, their names would turn would darker and make every city guard NPC hunt them on sight. And the more darker the name is, the higher the backlash when the player dies.

 

To make sure that no one abuses this System, Fantasy Online made another feature due to which no player could ever delete their account or have more than one account. This way it would curb the desires of those who planned on acting how they pleased before disappearing.

 

“… 30…29….”

 

Like the reporter said it was now only a matter of seconds away from the launch of Fantasy Online.

At this moment Jason wrapped a hand around Saeko’s waits and further pulled her closer. Pressing the side of her body tightly against his own, Jason tilted his head and looked her straight in the eyes.

 

“You really don’t want to join me?”

 

“I don’t. Well at least not right now anyway. As you know I’m not that much interested in things like fighting and killing, so I’m more than happy at just watching you play.”

 

Despite having known that she had already made up her mind, Jason once again tried to talk her into it. But decided to not force her if she wasn’t interested.

 

Lightly sighing from the fact that he wouldn’t be able to play Fantasy Online together with Saeko, Jason stood up and lifted her too.

 

By now the timer was only a few seconds away, “9….8….7….6….”

 

As the seconds kept on decreasing the chanting sound kept on growing louder until it was finally 1.

 

“…1….”

 

After the timer went past one, the trailer of Fantasy Online began playing.

 

The video was filled with all kinds images, starting from sword slashes to blasts happening due to magic. Roars of thousand of people entering a battle, and dragons roaring against them. Just hearing the sounds and watching those images, one could feel their blood flowing faster from excitement.

 

However neither Jason nor Saeko paid attention towards it, and were immersed in the kiss.

 

When the timer struck 0, Jason bended and pressed his lips against Saeko’s and kept on kissing her without a stop. Finally after having felt like he kissed her enough, Jason pulled his lips away and just hugged her.

 

“Happy new year Saeko.”

 

“Happy new year Jason.”


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Evil Prophet Chapter 9

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Evil Glyph, this was something every single member of the Evil Faction has with them. Similar to how the Noble Faction members had the Noble Glyph.

 

An Evil Glyph in simple terms was an image which showed the closest personified image of them through either an animal or an object. This Glyph gave no special power but the user will always a huge affinity towards what their Glyph signified. If it was fire, then their affinity with fire would be high, and they would be the strongest if they trained in using fire.

 

But in special cases, the Glyph would resemble the image of the True Gods which inhabited the universe long before the System. Though no one knows what happened to those True Gods, everyone still believes that they are still alive somewhere else because every once in a while they would give a Glyph in their image to those they choose. Just like how it happened with Mark.

 

Though no one yet knew what the Apophis Glyph would increase Mark’s affinity with, it didn’t matter. Because just having that Glyph showed that Mark had received Apophis’s approval.

 

However Mark was oblivious to what his Evil Glyph represented, and kept on observing the abysmal snake tattoo on Gabriel’s arm. This was because despite having obtained a little basic and important knowledge true the Serum, it wasn’t enough to let Mark become omnipotent.

 

While Mark was immersed in observing how his Evil Glyph looked like, Gabriel began feeling as if a real snake was crawling on her body and with a single action would bite down and kill her.

 

Though the sensation soon disappeared Gabriel understood what it meant. Unlike other Masters who could only kill their Familiars physically, Mark only needed a single thought to kill her regardless of where she was.

 

Once Gabriel looked up she saw Mark observing the snake image on her hand with curiosity, this once again shocked Gabriel. Because this meant that Mark didn’t do anything to her and everything happened due to the Glyph’s power.

 

This revelation made her understand that once Mark was strong enough to control the Glyph its power would undoubtedly experience a huge boost in power.

 

By now the three heads of the Evil Faction were no longer shocked but were brimming with happiness that they made the right choice in choosing Mark as the final Evil Prophet.

 

Once Mark felt like he observed the abysmal serpent long enough, he moved his eyes away and planned to ask Sophia and the other when he could leave, however before he could Mark’s eyes got stuck at Gabriel’s milk white colored breasts which weren’t much covered.

 

‘If only those black wings would suddenly fall down.’, despite Mark screaming in his mind and hoping for those wings covering Gabriel’s breasts to fall and reveal the hidden nipples, unfortunately that didn’t happen.

 

Shaking his head in disappointment Mark finally moved his eyes which were staring at Gabriel’s breasts, ‘Forget about it. She’s my Familiar anyway, it’s only a matter of time before I enjoy her body.’

 

Looking at Sophia Mark spoke in a calm voice hoping that none of them noticed how he was staring at Gabriel’s breasts, however he didn’t have to worry about it since none of them noticed it, “Could you send me back to the place where you brought me from now? I’m afraid that the more time I spend here, the further my preys would run away.”

 

Nodding her head Sophia, began condensing black color energy above her palm. And then the black colored energy began covering both Mark and Gabriel.

 

“You can leave with Mark, Gabriel. I’ll inform your sister to meet the two of you on the planet itself.”

 

With those words Sophia clapped both of her palms together, and caused the black energy and the duo inside it to disappear from the Evil Faction Throne Room.

 

“We did a good thing choosing him.”

 

“Yup. I was a bit doubtful of him at the beginning. But once I saw his Evil Glyph I no longer have such thoughts.”

 

“Humph! You guys should trust me more often. I was the first one who proposed to make him the Evil Prophet.”

 

“Give it a rest, you only said that because he was a little handsome.”

 

“You…”

 

….

 

Once Sophia clapped her hands, Mark could feel the space around him twisting and soon both he and Gabriel were in the void with nothing around them.

 

However a second later, the void disappeared and Mark found himself a little further away from a towns entrance and the group of people he was transported into this world with already inside the towns gates.

 

It seems like Sophia already knew about who Mark wanted to have his revenge on, so she sent him close to them.

 

Looking at the group of people already inside the town, Mark slightly frowned thinking about what the town’s owner and leader would do to interfere with his plans. But that frown also disappeared once he took a single glance at Gabriel who was still in the same clothing without an ounce of modesty.

 

While walking forward, Mark decided to learn more about the pair of sisters, “So Gabriel tell me a little about you and your sister.”

 

At the same time he called for his Stats and from the Familiars options opened Gabriel’s Stats.

 

[Gabriel

 

Race – Fallen Angel

 

Class – Water Combat Mage

 

Level – 561

 

XP – 1550/36200

 

Specialization – Sabre]

 

Unlike Slaves whose stats can be seen to the smallest details, only the important stats of a Familiar can be seen.

 

Just by the fact that Gabriel was allowed to enter the Throne Room, Mark understood that she definitely was a very strong. However he never in his wildest dreams would’ve thought that her level would be so close to 600.

 

Reaching the level 600 by the common standards meant that the user in question was strong enough to conquer a low level Universe all by themselves!


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