Welcome to the final chapter of Through The Forest!

WARNING: Contains gore and sex. Do not read if you have a weak stomach.

Soul's POV

If I could kill myself, I would; I'm sure Maka and Crona would follow suit. There was something big and slimy in my ass. It makes me think of how Asura fucked me last night. I shudder internally. That is not something I want to relive.

I couldn't watch Maka get raped by Asura; the sight of it would be too much. Committing seppuku couldn't even redeem all of my failures; I loathe everything I've done and didn't do. I can already see it on my gravestone: Soul Evans- fought Medusa and the Kishin just to be fucked to death by the very monster his meister killed. As much as Soul tried, he couldn't protect his meister from dying alongside him. He is a disgrace to the weapon race.

I hang there, suspended on the writhing, slimy tentacle, as smaller ones grip my hands and feet and pull me deeper onto my death. I felt it go through my anorectal line and move deep into my rectum. Once it hit my intestines, I stopped screaming. I just let my jaw go slack and started frothing from the mouth. I was barely aware of what was happening to Crona. All I felt was pain, both mine and Maka's. I could feel and hear her bones and joints shattering, the sickening sound of tearing flesh, the agonized moans, and above it all, the Kishin's insane laughter.

"Hahaha! It's fun to watch your bodies split in half, unable to take in my cocks! When you all die, I will steal your spirits and make all of you my sex slaves!" The thought of having to endure this after death made me sick to the core. Due to my uncontrollable link with Maka I can feel everything that's happening to her as well as what's happening to me. The experience is something worse than dying.

I feel Asura close his mouth around one of Maka's nipples and he bites down hard. She screams as blood spurts from the wound, into his mouth. Asura thrusts into her hard, and she stops. Her head lolls back and she gurgles. "Ha! I'll make a wonderful example of you, you dumb bitch! The blood of a half-goddess should suffice well for me!" Maka isn't a bitch and she's not a half-goddess! She's a dead human just like the rest of us!

Little tentacle wrap around her breasts, making blood fly from the bitten one. The tentacles elicited something I thought I would never hear from Maka in this situation: A moan of pleasure. Like a switch, the pain was fading and all she was sending out to me delight.

Maka's POV

"Mmm! Mnmm!" I shouldn't be enjoying this… But I want even more! Asura stood on his knees behind me, laughing as he filled my body up with tentacles. I still felt a bit of pain, but it was nothing compared to the immense pleasure. I could feel the tentacles penetrating my nipples, going up my clit and down my throat. The ones in my mouth kept colliding with the ones in my ass. They stretched out my insides and I could feel blood trickle from my mouth, mixed in with my saliva and Asura's precum.

He bent me over and fucked me harder. He dug his nails into my hips with such ferocity, I'm sure he hit bone. I could feel his cock stretch my womb and heard the sound of popping joints. My hips were spread way too far apart and I felt like my jawbone was about to snap. He stood completely, making me face-plant on the sticky floor. A sudden wave of drowsy overtook me, and I was slowly pulled into the darkness…

"Before you die, perhaps I should tell you something. And pay close attention! T'would be a sad thing if you went unconscious and missed out on what I am about to say. " He ground his fingers into my wounds to snap me awake before continuing.

"It's about your mother. She was born from Isis and Osiris, two very powerful gods. Not wanting their daughter to live the dangerous life of a divine being, they decided to give her to your grandmother as an egg. When she was born, your mother was powerful and wise, even from a young age. Everyone thought she had god given abilities. No one, not even she knew she really was a goddess in disguise. Are you still alive?" Asura asked, gyrating his fingers into the already deep wounds. The fresh pain woke me up again and I moaned to make him stop.

"Good to know you still live. I'm not into the corpse fucking thing. Anyway, when she met your father, Spirit, Isis believed it was time she came down from the heavens to tell her daughter the big secret. By telling her that, Isis put her in grave danger. With that gossip god Shu everywhere, word of a goddess disguised as a human intermingling with another mortal would be out quickly. You probably don't know this, but it is forbidden for a god to procreate with a human, for they would produce powerful offspring, strong enough to overthrow kingdoms. With divine beings after your mother's life, she decided to mate with Spirit to keep her line of powerful beings going. Death got involved and protected your mother until you were born. Blah, blah, blah, long-story-short, you are so strong, your power could easily match that of Lucifer. You have the power to topple a mountain just by looking at it. Half-goddess, half-weapon, you are what the gods feared. Your mere presence at the DWMA should've woken me from my slumber. Unfortunately… mother locked… weapon… keep your powers diluted. Then… battle five years ago… your life was in danger… weapon side was unleashed and… killed me. Killing me… be one of the dumbest mistakes you've ever made… I went to hell… terribly pissed. Wanting revenge, I told- HEY! Wake the fuck up! No one gave you permission to die yet!" His nails dugs in deep, chipping my bones. It didn't wake me in the slightest… I could feel myself finally fading away…

"Oh no, you don't! I'm not done with you yet, Maka!" Asura pulled out his fingernails and stopped moving. A big slimy tentacle slowly ran over the puncture wounds. Like a switch, I felt adrenaline surge through my body, pulling me back into the living world. "Heh. Saliva and blood from Soul. I figured it would heal you just enough so you live a bit longer." Goddamn it. Death forbid I die too early for Asura's taste. Evil bastard.

"As I was saying, I told Satan about it and we devised the greatest plan of all! Now you're probably wondering: how do I know so much about your mother? I'm a GOD! My bud Shu knows all that happens, and he comes to talk to me about the juiciest things!" He laughed, leaning over and biting my neck.

I didn't have the concentration to absorb it all. Instead, I put it away, hoping I can assess this when I'm dead.

I lay there, doing nothing as the numbness spread throughout my body. I felt my lower ribs crack and shatter under the force of Asura squeezing me. My womb was at its breaking point as well. My intestinal track was slowly falling apart and my bladder was about to explode. "Hahaha! Are those the sounds of you dying? What a sweet noise! Now, it is finally time to face your death!" With that Asura buried himself up to the hilt within me. I heard a rip and a pop as my uterus broke open. He released, pouring gallons of hot semen into me.

"Look up Maka! Witness your friends die as well!" He yanked my head up by my hair.

Soul and Crona's bellies were filling; so were their throats. Cum trickled out of their noses and ears as they were stretched apart. Crona was the first to go.

POP! Her stomach burst, splattering me with cum, organs, and blood. The white sticky fluid still flowed down her exposed throat, dripping onto her exposed spine and heart. Her heart was still beating though. I could hear her gurgle and watched her lungs deflate and reflate shallowly. "My, you are a tough one! I'll remember that when I drag you from heaven and make you my slave!" Asura giggled.

I watch the tentacles from her throat and pussy collide several times before they ripped her body apart. I squeezed my eyes shut, not wanting to accept that me and Soul were about to face the same fate. Asura bit my shoulder. "Open your eyes, Maka! It looks like Soul's about to pop as well!" He forced my eyes open and made me watch him die.

He already looked dead to me; he stared out into the open with milky red eyes. When he exploded, I got hit in the face by a part of his spine. Soul… My beloved Soul… What did we do to deserve such a fate?

Although I wanted to cry and scream from my anger and sadness, all I could feel was ecstasy as my stomach reached its popping point as well. I felt my throat tear and my lungs burst. My stomach exploded and my insides disintegrated. Everything was fading to grey. My sense grew dimmer. To think… this isn't… really the end…

Asura's laughter was insane and gleeful. "This is the end of Maka Albarn! Now DIE!" The last thing I heard was a pop! before everything faded to black.

Asura's POV

"Jeez, what a mess. Guess I got a little carried away. Whatever; I don't have to clean it up." I go to the bathroom, wash myself and leave. "I still need to report this to Lucifer. I'll give them about twenty minutes to get through the lines and enter heaven. Then I'll raid the place and take them with me. In the meantime, I should find Ragnarok. What a coward he is, splitting from Crona and then running off to save his own skin. I can make him a slave as well so Crona won't feel empty and lonely." I start out on the streets, eager to catch my next prey.

Hmm... I wonder if it could get any more graphic. Probably, if I tried hard enough. Anyway, that was the last chapter, I'm planning on posting the sequel to this sometime in mid-July.

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