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Chapter 2

Momonga had to make sure he looked decent, elegant even since he would have to meet the rest of the guardians who could very well. See him as something he was not. He was still blushing deeply as he walked to the amphitheater, remembering just what happened in the throne room. The feel of being inside of Albedo. It was the best sensation in the world. Still, he needs to focus. More important things were happening.

"But I am no longer a wizard."

Momonga muttered, with a sense of victory. The loss of his virginity would have been met with joy if it wasn't for the fact. He was anxious about where he was, or what was happening. So, for the sake of keeping his mind busy. Momonga decided to not let his mind wander on Albedo's giant breast.

He looked around him and saw no one. But from the top of the arena, a tiny figure jumped down and met him with a bright smile.

"Lord Momonga!" A little elf girl said while posing victoriously before him.

"Aura," Momonga said, looking at the tomboyish girl before him.

"My lord, what can I…?"

Before she could finish, Aura looked around and frowned as she stared back. The elf girl hissed angrily.

"Mare! You're disrespecting, our lord!" Aura yelled, and Momonga had to admit that while small. Aura surely knows how to use her lungs. However, that was not it. A small, skittish voice came from all the way up. It sounded nervous and embarrassed. Yet Mare showed his face.

"I-I know! I know!" Mare said.

"Come down right now!" Aura yelled once again.

Mare begrudgingly obeyed, and jumped down from where he was, and doing in so. Momonga noticed a set of white underwear. It was female underwear, and Momonga squealed. Mare landed and quickly adjust his dress. The poor elf boy was so girlish that it made Momonga wonder. If he truly looks that feminine as well. What have you done, Bububukuchagama? Look at us! Momonga wailed in his mind.

"You're so slow!" Aura said while bullying her cute and adorable sibling.

"Sorry! Sorry!" Mare said. "I'm sorry, lord Momonga!"

Mare looked at him and blushed, smiling. Momonga had to admit, they were both adorable. Bububukuchagama really put her heart and soul into them. If she were here, nothing would have been able to stop her from squeezing them in a hug. Momonga thought sadly, and then he thought about the painful truth. Now that the NPCs seemed to be alive. Then, so were the memories. Momonga does not know how to tell them that Bukubukuchagama was dead. How could he even bring that up? It was not possible.

So, he decided to not say it. The pain could bring to the twins could be immeasurable.

"Mare, Aura, help me practice," Momonga said.

"Oh! Are we going to practice?!" Aura asked excitedly.

"Yes, there are a few things I need to figure out,"

For the next half an hour or so. Momonga took his time re-learning all of what he knew. It was not difficult. He has memorized his spells, to the point where he knows how much MP it cost to cast them, and while he was a demon now, an Incubus. His Necromancer class was still the same. Maybe his title as Overlord may not be active since he was not an Undead. But that was not really a problem for him. If he uses [The Seeds of the World Tree] again, to return to his Undead form. He would just have it again, so no reason to be worried about it. Besides, as an undead. He couldn't truly enjoy many things prepared for him. Regardless, Momonga would have to go back and try to do something with the Incubus Job class. He had to learn what could he do with it. Maybe there was more he could combine with his Necromancy skill set. He doesn't know yet, but he would explore more.

However, it took no longer for a certain vampire to arrive.

"Oh? Am I perhaps the first to arrive?" Shalltear Bloodfallen said, and the True Vampire immediately saw the beautiful and feminine look of the Supreme Being who remained with them and practically squeal with joy.

"Ah! My lord…! My beautiful lord, who is above all! My delicious, lord!" Shalltear said, as she put her arms around Momonga's neck, who did not know how to react to Peroroncino's creation. Momonga debated with himself about what to do. Momonga already knows how kinky that old bird was. He, no doubt, filled Shalltear with a barrage of different fetish.

Jesus Christ, Peroroncino, I sure hope you didn't put horrible things in her! I swear to Jesus I'll find you!

"Sh-Shalltear, good to see you," Momonga said, more nervous than ever.

Shalltear the licked his earlobe softly, and sniff his neck.

"So… delicious!" Shalltear purred. "But… it does smell… strange… uh?"

Before Momonga could move the true vampire away since he had little time to clean himself from the previous encounter with Albedo. He thought he was about to be discovered. Yet, thankfully, Aura was not having it.

"Fake boobs," Aura whispered.

That was all Shalltear needed to snap back. "Uh…! How did you figure it out?!" Shalltear yelled while covering her stuffed breast.

"Isn't it obvious? Look at big they are! They don't even look symmetric at all! One looks bigger than the other one! If you're going to stuff things there, at least take time to make sure it looks properly balanced!"

"Silence! You don't have any yourself!" Shalltear snaps back.

"Fufufu! I am still fairly young. They'll grow soon enough!"

Momonga stared at the scene with a smile of his own. They surely remembered him of the usual bickering that Bububukuchagama and Peroroncino used to have all the time. They were so alive, and it made Momonga feel a bit underwhelmed.

"It sure must be, though, for an undead with no future prospects. Why not just come to terms with what you have?" Aura said, adding salt to the injury.

"You little shrimp!" Shalltear screamed while running at Aura.

"Hey, be careful now. Your chest will relocate itself if you run!"

"Gahh!"

Momonga stared at the amusing fistfight between the True Elf and the elf girl and chuckled a bit. He wondered if both siblings would also fight like that. Momonga would've paid to see that.

"What is this noise?!"

Momonga then gazed at the entrance and saw a giant walking towards them.

"Enough of your games, our lord is present," Cocytus said, as frost emerged from each step he took.

"This little brad insulted me!" Shalltear replied, defying her honor.

"I'm just speaking the truth!" Aura defended herself.

Momonga sighed while he enjoyed the little interaction of the girls. There were greater things to attend.

"Aura, Shalltear, enough bickering."

Momonga's voice sounded like thousand whispers. It was sultry, yet cold and firm. No leaving doubt, he was a powerful demon lord. Momonga thought that since his Job class of Overlord was not more. Maybe it was replaced by something else. A high-level demon had to be an Arch Devil, but he was also an Incubus. So, he tried to think about the levels and job classes that could substitute for the undead Overlord. Maybe I am an Incubus Demon King? I remember that class, but the job classes that one must take, that I don't remember. Maybe I just need to be a level 100 demon with an Incubus racial class? Momonga thought.

"There are a lot of things we need to discuss. We can't fool around any longer," Momonga said, and while his voice sounded so soft and woman-like. There was a lingering threat deep inside his tone. It scared both Shalltear and Aura, who bowed to him.

"We are deeply sorry, lord Momonga!" Aura and Shalltear said at the same time.

"Uhm, Cocytus, you came. I'm glad," Momonga said.

"I'll always answer the call of the Supreme Ones!" Cocytus added.

"Looks like everyone's here."

Momonga then looked at another set of demons arriving at the scene. Demiurge and Albedo were approaching him and both were smiling strangely.

"My apologies for the wait," Demiurge said.

"Now then, before we start. Pledge your loyalty to our supreme leader."

Momonga kind of whined internally as he saw everyone kneeling before him. Each one of them pledged their devotion and undying loyalty towards him, and while he could cringe at it. Momonga felt incredibly good. Arrogant even. A strange sensation of supremacy that he has never felt before. Again, he accredited it to his now demon traits.

There was also the fact that they were there with him. Momonga was no longer alone. Nazarick was not a relic of the past. He was not the same person, yes but, who would want to be? Momonga smiled at the guardians and couldn't shake the rush of excitement at the prospect of a new future, of a new life.

"Splendid… I have no doubt that you will understand what I desire and accomplish it without fail.

"Now, as many of you have realized. The Great Tomb of Nazarick is currently in a strange situation. Does anyone know anything related to this?" Momonga asked carefully.

"No, my lord. None of us have anything of significance to report," Albedo said, with devotion.

"Mm," Momonga hummed, as he then saw Sebas coming towards them.

"My apologies for being late," the butler said.

"Not at all, Sebas. You've arrived just in time," Momonga said. "So, tell me what you've found."

"Yes, milord. There are a few kilometers of hills, and mountains around us, not too many."

"Mm, did you explore a bit more?" Momonga asked.

"Yes, and I found that we are currently on a small island. There are small towns and a port nearby."

"Uh? An island? A port?"

"Yes, lord Momonga."

"What about Nazarick?"

"Nazarick is currently near a mountain, just 2 kilometers from the ocean and the nearest port. I suggest we do something to hide it."

"I see… good job, Sebas."

Momonga then pondered what could it mean. Nazarick was defiantly not in the same spot as it was in the game. But an island? That was strange.

"Now, as all of you have heard. Nazarick is not where it is supposed to be. And the world we are in is an unknown. So, all the levels should have their security level raised. Any intruders are to be captured alive. Understood?" Momonga ordered.

"Yes!" Everyone replied.

"Demiurge and Albedo. You will also be tasked with security up to the 10th level."

"As you wish, my lord."

"Aura and Mare, can you conceal the Great Tomb of Nazarick?" Momonga asked.

"Ah… it would cost too much if we use magic… eh… would cover the walls with soil to camouflage be acceptable?" Mare said, stuttering, and soon enough. Albedo snapped back.

"You want to defile the glorious walls of Nazarick with dirt?!"

Momonga did not like Albedo interrupting him. Especially with that tone of voice.

"Albedo, do remember who is talking to Mare? Do not open your mouth needlessly again. Remember where you belong," Momonga said, rather crudely. Yet, Albedo only replied with a soft sob as she kneeled deeply, and like a chastised dog, she apologized.

"Yes, of course! My apologies, lord Momonga!" Albedo said.

"Now, Mare, that is a brilliant idea! Create dummies hills as well. So, it doesn't stand out. As well, try to create a small set of trees and mounds."

"Yes!" Mare replied.

Momonga had to make sure everything was in order. The security of Nazarick depended on it. And so it was their future. Yet, he was still rather intrigued about what does the port looks like.

"Demiurge, I want you to send spies to the nearest port. I want you to bring me any type of information about the world we are in. Discretion is most vital," Momonga said.

"At once, my lord!" Demiurge said.

Momonga then looked at them and felt proud. Yet, he knew his life was only starting. Yet, he needed to ask them one more thing. Hopefully, it would not cringe!

The guardians stared with devotion as their lord left. They were a bit confused about the last question. He asked them, what they thought of him. It was fairly simple to answer. But they could only wonder what was all about. Yet, their duty was calling to them.

"That was scary, sister!" Mare said, which Aura nodded.

"Yes! But he was so kind to us! So nice!" Aura added.

"Fufufu! Of course, he is! Our Lord, who stayed behind, is the most benevolent and kind of all supreme beings! He alone was able to command the other 41 supreme beings! That alone shows how powerful and wise he is!"

Albedo shouted with joy. Everyone, while amused by the guardian's overseer voice. They couldn't deny any of it. Well, Shalltear may add more than just a few words. Since she was still on her knees, breathing hard.

"Shalltear, are you alright?" Aura asked, confused.

"Uh… is… is that after witnessing our lord power… I couldn't help myself but to wet my panties a bit," Shalltear said, with a lustful look, to which Albedo huffed. Yet, said nothing, surprising Demiurge and the rest.

"That's the only thing you're getting for now," Albedo said with an arrogant smirk.

"Eh?! What do you mean?!" Shalltear yelled.

Albedo slowly stroked her womb, where the seed of the supreme one was still flourishing.

"Lord Momonga… has already claimed my maidenhood and made me his woman," Albedo said triumphantly.

"W-W-What?!" Shalltear screamed, completely in shock, as so was the rest.

"Oh, is that so? Congratulations, Albedo!" Demiurge said although it was exciting for other reasons.

"Why thank you, Demiurge," Albedo said, with an arrogant smile as Shalltear only fell to her knees.

"That's… that's!"

"So, our lord seed is inside you… so, how long it would take for you to get pregnant?" Demiurge asked.

"Demiurge, what are you saying?" Cocytus asked.

"Mm, well is only natural for our lord to have children, doesn't it? Don't you think it would be incredibly beautiful to take care of our lord's many children? It would also make us have someone to serve, if our lord leaves," Demiurge said.

"What are you saying?! Our Lord would not leave us!" Cocytus replied, angrily.

"I know, I know... but think about it. Our lord is a powerful Incubus, it would be natural for him to sire many children... just think about the possibilities," Demiurge said, smirking widely and Cocytus' mind was already dreaming of him being called an uncle by many babies.

"That's not fair!" Shalltear exclaimed as she was crying dramatically. Yet, Albedo was the one who remained quiet.

"Albedo?" Aura asked as she was doing her best to make the true vampire feel better.

"I don't think I'll be having children, for now, Demiurge," Albedo said honestly, and now everyone was shocked.

"What do you mean?" Demiurge replied, with a rather hissing tone.

"We are currently in a precarious situation, Demiurge. We don't know where we are, or if there are dangers around us. If I used our lord seeds to impregnate myself. Then, I'll not be able to fight properly. It could hinder Nazarick's defenses."

Demiurge realized that what Albedo was saying was true. They weren't in no position to relax. And not only that. Demiurge also knew that Albedo couldn't take a break from her work, not now, in any case. So, they would have to wait for their lord's children.

"I see, you're right," Demiurge said.

"Yes… although there are many things to discuss. I need to speak with Shalltear and you too, Aura."

Aura and Shalltear looked at her, confused and wondering what the succubus wanted with them. Yet Demiurge already had an idea of what could it be. Still, he looked at Mare, who was confused.

"What are they talking about?" Mare asked.

"Our lord is an Incubus, Mare, as you're well aware. It's only natural for him to get a large group of women to satisfy his needs. A harem, so Albedo wants to make sure everyone knows their role, and who is on top, I guess."

"Oh!" Mare replied blushing.

"Mare, I meant to ask. Why are you dressing up as a boy?" Demiurge asked with honesty.

"Uh, this is how Bububukuchagama made me… but I think I am definitely a boy."

"Mm, well, our lord is also a man… but he does surely look like a beautiful woman, don't you think?" Demiurge asked, and Mare blushed.

"Yes! Lord Momonga, looks incredibly beautiful!"

"Maybe is a tradition of the supreme ones? All boys need to look like girls?" Demiurge pondered and Mare had also thought the same.

"Maybe…?" Mare replied.

Demiurge smiled but then looked at the girls and noticed how happy Shalltear was and how embarrassed Aura was.

"Albedo, are you finished? We have things to do."

"Yes… just planning out how are we going to make sure our lord is always satisfied," Albedo said as if was the most normal thing to discuss.

"Oh, truly?" Demiurge replied.

"Lord Momonga is our lord and a powerful incubus demon. I… no, we need to make sure to keep his sexual needs fulfilled. Sadly, I could not always be there for him. My duties can't be put aside. So, I'm planning to create a routine of sorts in order to keep my love content."

"I had to admit, you thought about everything," Shalltear said with a smirk.

Albedo only huffed. "Our Lord, having a large harem is only obvious. And while I do believe, the homunculus maids would do a good job at it. They are sadly low level."

"That could cause a problem, indeed," Demiurge said.

"Yes, that's why the Pleiades would be needed, and while Aura is young… she has to learn things… but that's for later. Now, we have a job and we can't fall behind. Nazarick security is of utmost importance!"

"Yes!"

Everyone replied as they went back to work.

Momonga stared at the many armors and outfits before him and could say that while he wanted to wear them. He also felt a need to wear something less armory, and more elegant. More feminine, and it was then when Momonga wondered if he was a closet pervert of sorts. He had never felt any inclination to dress up womanlier than now.

"Maybe I am truly a pervert, or Bukubukuchagama's spirit wants to possess me."

Or perhaps it had to do with his new incubus trait. Maybe he wanted to look more appealing, more beautiful. So, with a sigh, he pulled a few clothes that he took from the pink-slime vault and inspected them. It was a dark gown that fitted tightly into his body and showed his shoulders. And some underwear he knew he would need.

"But first a bath," Momonga whispered.

Momonga looked at the large bathroom and had to admit. It was incredible. The golden roof, and vast space. It was a view like no other. Yet, that view could not compare to the one next to him. Narberal and two maids were there for him. They were Increment and Decrement, both technically the same. One with an icy demeanor and one with rather lively behavior yet. Before him, they were looking at him with devotion.

"Should we help you, lord Momonga?" Narberal asked.

"Help me?" Momonga asked.

"To undress you, of course."

"Ah… um, yes."

Momonga knew he had to act like a true lord. A leader, if he must. Yet, he also felt as if he was doing it just because he wanted pleasure. It was not strange to think about that. As an incubus, his sex drive was high. So, while he did not want to just take advantage of his friends' children. He truly couldn't help himself, but to feel quite mischievous and immoral. Momonga wanted to just do that. He wanted to defile those beautiful women around him, claim them, and make sure to fill them up.

"Please allow us… milord."

Narberal whispered, and the other two maids helped the Pleiades maid in her job. They took Momonga's cloak and carefully put it away. They stopped as they saw the naked body of their lord. Momonga had to admit himself, now that he had a good view of his body in the mirror. He had quite the body.

He had no chest, but a mild lump in his breast that made it look as if he had tits. It was incredibly deceiving. Momonga's cute little pink nipples, followed by that white cream skin of his, were exotic. Then he looked at his hips. He was now amused. Momonga's hips were wide and his ass was rounded and big. Then the thighs were filled with meat and muscles, allowing an incredible sensation to Momonga, who touched his thick thighs.

"Unbelievable, Bukubukuchagama… you overdid it!" Momonga said. "You just gave a man an hourglass figure!"

He groaned but had to admit he liked how his body looks now. Still, he scoffed awkwardly and proceed to submerge his body into the warm-hot water. Momonga looked at the maids who were blushing at him, and Momonga's cock suddenly went hard. His incubus instincts were screaming at him, and he had to obey.

"Narberal, come closer… you need to clean my body."

Momonga ordered, and the Pleiades, who were blushing deeply, obeyed. She approached him, but Momonga stopped her.

"Milord?" Narberal asked, confused and worried that she may have offended him somehow.

"You need to get into the pool with me… take your clothes off. You don't want to get them wet, don't you?" Momonga purred, as he was surprised at how well he was managing his lust. Yes, defiantly my incubus traits are changing me! Momonga thought with glee.

"O-Of course, my lord."

Narberal stuttered, and slowly, she proceeded to take her maid outfit. Momonga stared at her with keen interest. Noticing how well proportionated the body of Narberal was, he smiled. And while not as voluptuous as Albedo's body sure, Narberal had nothing to be ashamed of. She had a set of perfect tits, cute and rounded. Perfectly to fit in his hands. Narberal had a cute, flat stomach and a cute belly button. And those legs were filled with carnal desire.

Narberal covered her lady's bits with her hand, as she was blushing deeply.

"Now, now, my dear. Don't hide your womanhood from me," Momonga purred, while Narberal took a deep breath and slowly took her hands out of her entrance. Momonga moaned at the sight of a cute and perfect entrance of Narberal's cunt. Those red under lips and the adorable clit were there for him to see.

"Now come here," Momonga said, as the Pleiades obeyed submissively.

Narberal foot reach the water and gave a small jump to the pool, and got closer to the edge where Momonga was sitting. And his lord was enjoying how her tits and cute bubbled butt wiggled while she walked.

"Are you pleased with my body, my lord?" Narberal asked, whispering each sentence, but her eyes couldn't look away from the large piece of meat dangling in between his lord legs. Momonga has positioned himself in the pool's edge, on the corner, so only his feet were reaching the water and the rest of his body was in full view.

"Indeed, I am, my dear. Now, why don't you go to your knees and clean… your lord's cock?" Momonga said. His eyes were shining brightly and his cock was a ten-inch piece of meat ready to burst.

"O-Of course," Narberal whispered as she kneeled before Momonga. A part of her body was submerged in the water while the other half was not. Yet, the view of Narberal's body in such a position only made Momonga more shameless. He spread his legs wide and smiled at the maid.

"Go on then," Momonga said.

Narberal took a deep breath and licked her lips. Slowly, she grabbed her lord large cock with her small hands and moaned, feeling the heat emanating from it. It was hard, but the skin was soft. Narberal could see also a crystal liquid that had a rather wonderful smell. It was intoxicating. And slowly, she gave a lick to the tip of Momonga's cock.

"That's it, don't rush it… lick the tip of the cock, get used to it," Momonga moaned, as he looked down and saw that cute face, that it may look innocent normally, or rigid. But now, it looks completely naughty. Narberal's tongue was licking the tip of his cock, then it went for his girth. His shaft. Narberal was still slowly stroking his cock, while making sure to serve it well. The Pleiades maid felt the pulsations in her mouth and moaned.

"Don't forget my balls, Narberal," Momonga ordered, as she slowly stroked Narberal's head.

"Yes, milord," Narberal moaned, and her mouth received with joy those two large testicles. She played with them in her mouth. Each took his turn. She licked them, sucked them deep, and kissed them. She did it for minutes to end. Not resting, since her lord was enjoying himself so much. Then, she started to go from the way down, all the way up. Licking her way to the top, then she reached the head of the cock, and finally allowed herself to swallow it all.

"Oh… that's it!" Momonga moaned in his cute girly voice.

Narberal sucked deep, just like Albedo told her she should do. She allowed her mouth, her throat, and her belly to suck in her lord's cock. It was an act of pressure. Suction, and in the meantime, her tongue was licking all over around the shaft and cock.

"Surrphh! Surrphh! Surrphh!" The sound of sucking Narberal was doing was nothing Momonga has heard before. Well, it was not like he had heard much before. Yet, it was such an amazing sound for him, and it also felt incredible.

"That's it… my dear, Narberal… you're a good cocksucker, aren't you?" Momonga purred. Narberal only looked at him with that cute face of hers, not knowing how to respond. The only thing she could do, while her mouth was stuffed by her lord's cock, was just a small nod. The saliva was spilling out, and minute after minute. Narberal was slowly losing grip.

"What would Nishikienrai would say if he saw you now?" Momonga asked, and the Narberal froze.

"What would he do if he saw his creations on her knees, bobbing her head up and down with a cock in her mouth?" Momonga teased, and Narberal could only look at him with panic and a bit of a sense of excitement. The thought of shaming his lord in such a way was turning Narberal on for some reason. Momonga smiled at such a reaction.

"You would like it, don't you?! To tell him how much of a little slut you're!" Momonga then grabbed the poor doppelgänger's head and started brutally fuck her throat. Narberal's moaning and gagging was now the new echo of the room, as Momonga did not care about anything else but to make sure, Narberal remembers who she was serving now.

"Remember this…! Remember how…! This mouth is mine now!" Momonga grunted.

"Garkh! Garkh! Garkh!" Those were the only sounds Narberal could do. She was no longer doing anything. Her lord was doing everything. So, without further a due. Momonga let a cry of pleasure and emptied himself into the Pleiade's mouth.

"Here it comes! Swallow it all!"

Momonga grunted, and Narberal did just that. Her tongue could feel the pulsations coming from the veins on her lord's fat cock. She sucked harder and used her tongue to make the passage of the cum easier through those veins. And for a few more minutes, Momonga allowed himself to enjoy the mouth of yet another female of Nazarick, before sitting back down.

"Nicely done… Narberal," Momonga said, while Narberal had her mouth filled with his cum. She looked like a bunny with food in her mouth. A little of his cum was dripping from those red lips before Narberal started to slowly swallow the rest.

"Show me," Momonga whispered and Narberal opened her mouth and show no residue of his cum there. Momonga patted her head as Narberal blushed.

"Good job, now… stand up and turned around."

Narberal knew what was coming, and so. She did obey. Narberal let a cute squeal when Momonga spanked her butt.

"Such a nice… ass. Did you like it when I spank you?" Momonga said, as he then spanked her again. Narberal's ass wiggled at each of his hits, making the Pleiades moan.

"Y-Yes!" Narberal replied, as she then felt her lord's hand squeezing her bottom.

"Good… now is a time for me to feel your insides… are you ready, Narberal? Are you ready for me to make you a woman?" Momonga whispered softly as he took Narberal by the hips with his two hands and slowly brought her down to his lap. Aligning the tip of his cock into the entrance of the maid. Narberal was breathing hard, the excitement was getting to her, as she could feel the tip of the cock that, just a second ago, was in her mouth, was now slowly touching her vagina labia.

Narberal's heart was beating fast as her cunt lips were kissing the tip of her master's incredibly large and fat cock.

"Please…. Please, my lord… make me… a woman," Narberal whispered, as she looked behind her, and met those gorgeous green eyes. Momonga smirked as he brought Narberal down, impaling his cock deep inside the virgin cunt of the maid.

"My woman, you're now!" Momonga grunted, as Narberal's face completely morphed into one of pure ecstasy.

"Ughh! My lord! You're so big!" Narberal moaned while Momonga moaned as his cock made his way all the way to the maid's cervix.

"We are only starting!" Momonga hissed, as he grabbed Narberal's childbearing hips and started to force her down on his cock, and up. The poor girl was trying to follow the hips of his master while fucking her. But, the size of his cock was too much for her. She was moaning loudly, as each time Momonga trusted inside of her. Her body trembled more.

"Soo... big! My lord...!"

Narberal put her hands on her lord's knees for support, as the rest of her body was trembling. Her lord's penetrations were intense, and his cock was reaching deep inside of her with no problem. Momonga grunted at the tight tunnel his fat cock was in. Narberal's pussy was sucking him in, not letting his girth get any free air. He then, squeeze that incredible ass and spanked her a few times as he felt that each time, he spanked her. The tighter Narberal's cunt became.

"My lord! My lord!" Narberal moaned as she wanted him to spank her harder.

"Move your hips, slut… move them! Please your master, or I should find my release in those maids," Momonga treated, as Narberal only looked at him from her shoulder and panicked.

"N-No my lord…! Please forgive me!" Narberal squealed as she felt another master spanking her once more.

"You're disappointing me, Narberal Gamma! What would Nishikienrai say if you couldn't properly make the Guild-master cum in your cunt?!" Momonga didn't know why he enjoyed the look of hurt and panic from Narberal, as she was furiously impaling herself on his cock. He could see that cute asshole and ass trembling as Narberal was trying her hardest to milk him.

"Please…! Please, my lord! Forgive this shameless slut for not making you cum!"

Narberal was now moving her ass up and down, and Momonga only stared with joy at that round ass moving all the way. He let his nails mark the maid's ass, and kept smashing his hips behind her.

"You're not pleasing me… at all! Do your duty as my woman and make yourself tighter, so I can enjoy your tight cunt more!"

Narberal sobbed at the fact her lord screamed at her but kept moving her hips up and down while using her doppelgänger abilities to make herself tighter. Momonga grunted as he saw how cute that ass was wiggling around at each of his thrusts.

"That's it! That's it!"

Momonga grabbed Narberal by the hair and pushed her to his chest, where he kissed her greedily. His hand groped those tits of her, pinching and squeezing them while his cock was being crushed by the tight and wet tunnel that was Narberal's cunt.

Their movements became synchronized as Narberal and Momonga's hips followed a beautiful symphony of flesh hitting flesh. Momonga pushed his hips up, so his cock could reach Narberal's womb, while the maid was pushing her hips down, so her master cock could dive deeper inside her. Narberal's cunt was soaking wet, and her mind was going numb. The only thing she wanted to do for now was to spread her legs for her beloved master. Her creator would understand, right? It was her duty as the Pleiades to please the Guild-master, just as lord Momonga said.

"I'll cum soon… do you want me to fill you up? Does the Pleiades slut wish to feel my seed inside her womb?" Momonga purred, kissing Narberal's neck while the poor maid was barely keeping it together.

"Y-Yes! Please, my lord…! I want you to fill my entirely!" Narberal then felt her master grabbing her hair hard, forcing her to look straight at him.

"I want you to look at me as I cum!"

"Yes…!" Narberal whispered softly, as Momonga gently kissed her.

Momonga stared at Narberal, who only opened her mouth to speak, but then was suddenly attacked by her first orgasm. The first of many. Since her master cock was knocking at her cervix's door and her breast was being assaulted without mercy. Then, after a few more thrusts of his hips, into Narberal's tight pussy. Momonga came. Both moaned loudly as they rejoiced in the feeling of sex and depravity. Rope after rope, spilled inside her, feeling Narberal's womb, who let a cry of pleasure at the feeling of her master pulsating cock pushing his way inside her womb.

Momonga kissed Narberal deeply, who returned the affection. Momonga, like before, couldn't stop moving his hips, as his cock was in heaven.

"Milord… I can feel it… your cock pulsating inside me… filling me with your seed," Narberal moaned as she could only stare at Momonga, her lord and master. Momonga's face was a few centimeters from Narberal, who only stared back at him. He gently kissed her cheek as his hand traveled downwards.

"My lord… oh!" Narberal moaned as she felt Momonga stroking her belly.

"You did wonderful, Narberal… sorry for those things I said before. None of it is true. None of it."

Narberal breathed shakily as she could, still her master cock moving inside her.

"I am not a disappointment?" Narberal asked as Momonga embraced her. He brought her near her and gently kissed those delicious lips of her.

"Never. You hear me, never. This is just… during these activities. They aren't real."

Momonga then brought Narberal's body down and submerged both of them in the hot water. Narberal let a small moan as Momonga didn't pull his cock out of her yet. There, in the water, Momonga worshipped Narberal's body, caressing her, kissing her, slowly stroking her naked skin, while slowly penetrating her. Momonga then turned her around and made her be on top of her. The maid blushed but allowed herself to enjoy the feeling of love from her master. She put her arms around Momonga's neck and slowly moved her hips, riding her lord once more. Narberal moved her hips slowly, making sure her tight cunt feels every inch of her master's thick girth.

"Yes, just like that," Momonga moaned, as he kept a firm grip on Narberal's hips as the maid started to increase the speed of her riding.

"So good, so big," Narberal moaned, feeling her master hand's on her ass.

"Slam on my dick, Narberal, make me cum inside you once again."

Narberal nodded gently as she started to move her hips up and down, while Momonga started to suck on her tits as his life depended on it. The sound of Narberal ass hitting the water. The splashing of the wetness on Momonga's cock. It made for a beautiful sound.

"My lord! Fuck me! Use me!" Narberal moaned loudly, as she kept impaling herself down.

"Ugh!" Momonga grunted again. Her tight cunt was pleasing him so that it took no longer for Momonga to once again cum inside her. Narberal moaned again, feeling another yet more relaxing orgasm.

"Yes… just like this," Momonga moaned, as his hand groped Narberal's bum while spilling himself inside her, yet again.

"My lord," Narberal whispered. Momonga licked her nipples, sucking them, while Narberal softly stroked his hair. They remained like that for a few more minutes, just locked in each other arms.

"Thank you, my dear."

Narberal blushed but smiled at the gentle kiss from her master.

"You don't have to thank me… my lord. It's my duty to serve you."

"That may be… but to bed, a gorgeous woman like you is the dream of any man.

"But I don't belong to any other man… only you," Narberal said.

"And that's why I love it so much."

Momonga chucked, but they looked at the other two maids who were on their knees, with little clothing. It seems as if his incubus traits had an aura of sorts. So, like any responsible adult. He couldn't let those beautiful maids hang out like that, could he? No, Momonga had to take responsibility for his actions as many times as he needed.

Momonga stared at the map, dumbfounded.

"My lord?" Sebas and Demiurge looked at him, confused and worried. Even Albedo was concerned.

"How could it be…?" He whispered.

"Demiurge, are you sure this is the map our agents discovered in the port?"

"Yes, my lord. There is no doubt about it. I have more if you would like to see them," Demiurge said seriously.

"No, that won't be necessary."

Momonga replied as he stared at the map in his hands.

We are in the Isla de Man… in the middle of Great Britain. I am in my old world? Momonga thought, confused, as he stared at the date.

"July 12 of 1994… almost a hundred and fifty years before my time," Momonga muttered.

"My lord?" Albedo asked, not knowing what was her beloved one saying.

"Nothing… just rambling."

He sighed as he then looked at the guardians, who looked anxiously at him. Momonga sighed since he wasn't sure where to start. He didn't know if he traveled in the past or something, yet he was now in his old world. But from the looks of it. Momonga knew there was more than just the fact he was in his past world.

"Demiurge, there is something more?" Momonga quickly.

"Yes… our spies capture someone…. a few humans."

"Humans could break through our defenses?" Albedo asked, confused and troubled.

"No entirely… for the information I was capable of obtaining on such short notice. They are part of something called… the Ministry of Magic… they were sent to explore a sudden surge of powerful magic around here… I do believe it was us."

"Magic…?" Momonga muttered, now completely lost. He had no idea now if he was in his old world or a new and different version of his old world. Could it be that magic always existed, but he was unaware of it? Or just he was in another dimension? Momonga didn't know, but what he did know was that now, things were different.

"Demiurge, I want to know everything about this… ministry of magic. All of it!"

"Yes!" Demiurge replied.

"Albedo, if they don't come back, they may send people to look after them. Make sure to clean the area. No one, and I repeat. No one can know where Nazarick is! This is priority number one!"

"Yes, my lord!"

Momonga looked at the map once more and decided that the best course of action was to be laid low and learn more about what was around him. If magic existed in the world. He needed to know how powerful it was, or how different it was from Yggdrasil. But now he wonders. Where could I learn more about it?

Momonga would soon find out.

Far away, a small girl was looking at the window of her bedroom and looked bored. She was just there, not doing much, just thinking about her life in the last years. But before she could lose herself in the deepest part of her mind. A voice called for her.

"Rose! Breakfast is ready!"

Rose sighed. "Coming!"

The red-haired girl with green eyes walked down the stairs of her house and grumbled at the sight of her brother and his friend.

"Hey! Don't eat it all, Ron!"

"I am hungry, Charles!"

"Good morning, Rose. How do you sleep?" James asked softly, while Rose only stared at him without much emotion.

"It was alright," Rose said while sitting down.

"Ah… it's good to know," James replied awkwardly.

"Here dear, I made your favorite." Rose looked at the woman. She got her red hair and green eyes. Lily Potter was one of the most beautiful and smartest witches in history. Or so her father would say. Yet, while Rose inherited her mother's beauty, a genius-like mentality, and love for books. That's pretty much the only thing they share in common.

In truth, Rose felt like an outsider in her own family. One the reason being that Charles took all the attention.

Rose was the living image of her mother Lily, but Charles was the living image of her father. The same hair, same eye color, the same facial gestures, and from what she knows. Charles inherited her father's mischievous streak to break rules and to prank people.

Yet, the family was not as perfect as the people of the Wizarding World believe it was. It all started when Voldemort attacked their family and tried to kill them, the three of them. Yes, Charles and she weren't twins, but triplets. Their older sibling took the killing curse and saved them, and survived to tell the tale. The Boy-Who-Lived they called him. Rose only hissed at the title. The Boy-Who-Was forgotten. They should have named him instead! Rose cursed internally.

Harry's survival came at a cost. His magic. Her parents tried everything but had to deal with the fact, their savior would be a squib forever. Rose remembers she does. She was a genius, and while she was barely of the age of reasoning. She remembers her older brother. Those green beautiful eyes. That gentle baby-face. How he would hold her hand while crying. How she would snuggle with him, so his tears didn't flood his face. Rose remembers, and it seems she was the only one who ever cared.

So, when her parents decided, thanks to a certain old wizard, to send Harry to Lily's relatives in order for him to live a "normal life" she was furious. Harry was only four-years-old. He cried, holding her hand, begging her to not let him go. But it was useless. They sent him to the worst people in the world, believing that since he doesn't have magic. They would treat him just fine.

Lily and James promised to visit him, yet they never did. They have focused on Charles, since now. He was the one being charged with the duty of her older brother. Rose has been pushed aside, just like Harry. She would visit him every time she could. Until the day of reckoning came.

Rose didn't know exactly what took place in Little Whinging. She didn't know what drove Vernon Dursley to do what he did. But his actions cost his brother's life. A seven-year-old beating to a pulp for something worthless, a tea not prepared well enough. Vernon, supposedly, when he realized what he did, panicked and took the body of the young boy far away, and dumped his body into the sea. That's what the reports say in any case.

They could never find Harry's body. Not even with magic. It simply ceases to exist, and so was her love for her family.

No matter how much her mother cried or how much James cursed Dumbledore for his idea to send him away, it didn't matter. It didn't matter how much they beg to an empty tomb for another chance. It didn't matter how Sirius drowned himself in liquor, trying to forget how much he failed as a Godfather, while he did try to take Harry as his ward. Rose didn't blame him. Sirius did everything he could in order to make Harry happy while he lived with those monsters. Yet, it didn't matter in the end. He was gone.

The relationship between them was sour, and while Sirius, Remus, and James managed to fix their relationship, things weren't the same anymore. Especially with her. Rose just lives with her parents but doesn't feel any connection with them anymore. Yet, she still has a decent relationship with them, just decent enough to not curse them. Does she hate them? Rose would like to say yes, and for a small part, she does. But she still has a big heart. Rose would sometimes curse her noble heart, yet she realizes that holding so much hatred would lead to more pain and misery.

And Rose did not want to end like a certain potion teacher. She would never forget what they did and never forgive it as well. But that bitter part of her needs to move on. Her parents were trying, truly. They were trying their best, and they would say to her.

They would tell her that they know what she felt about them. And would accept her hatred for all time, since they hate themselves for it. They don't ask for forgiveness, or for peace of mind. Lily even told her that if she wishes to live with Sirius and Remus, and cut contact with them. That they'll accept it and would not bother her. Yet, Rose hasn't accepted it.

Stupid… they are stupid. What would have you done if you were in my shoes, Harry? Rose wondered.

"Are you excited for another year, at Hogwarts?" Lily asked softly.

Rose stared at her, and Lily flinched at those green eyes coming from her daughter.

"I guess."

Rose only replied.

"I see," Lily only said, forcing a smile.

"Hey, Rose… are you excited for the Quidditch World cup?" Charles asked with a bright smile.

Rose didn't hate her brother, not really. He could be annoying, but nothing that would scream hatred comes out of her. Rose knew he was just another victim of their parent's mishaps.

"Not really, no… I don't like Quidditch that much, you know it," Rose only said.

"I still don't understand why you don't like it," Run mumbled while blushing, as he stared at her. Rose scoffed.

"I guess, I just like watching it… not much playing it." Rose took a bit of her beacon and noticed the arrival of a dark owl. A ministry owl.

"Well, the Quidditch world cup will be soon! Just a few months from now! So get ready!" James added happily. He took the letter and frowned. Rose noticed it and wondered what type of problem was happening at the ministry.

"James, what is it?" Lily asked.

"A few Aurors went missing after they were sent to investigate a large magical surge near Port Soderick in the Isla de Man."

"A large magical surge?" Lily asked, confused.

"Yeah… it was big enough to put the entire department on notice. But then they disappeared," James said.

"Death Eaters?" Lily whispered, as everyone only stared at James, waiting for an answer. If the last years have proved something, was that Voldemort was very much alive. Charles and Rose looked at each other, wondering if they would have to deal with another year of mystery at Hogwarts, and they were right. But they did not know what was waiting for them.

The entire wizarding world has no idea of what was awaiting them.