Temporal Anomaly

by sexulpenut

In which Oma Zi-O, after being erased from history, finds himself in the world of Midgard during the era of the Intoners and everything changes from there.

6. Two's Ultimatum

Zero was awoken, as she was every day of the past week, by the slowly growing chatter and clomping of boots outside her door. Try as she might to smother the sounds and the steadily growing light of the noon sun in her eyes, there was no stopping it all from leaking past her flimsy defense and forcing her to sit up with a yawn then a huff. Her tired eyes glared out at the bright light streaming through the window of the large bedroom of Castle Doran before sweeping over the bed.

As usual, Sougo, Five, and Four were already up and about, the slutty blonde no doubt latched to their king's "royal scepter" - great, now the moron had her saying it too - but the absence of Three came as much more of a surprise. When her hand ran over her usual sleeping spot, curled at the foot of the bed like a cat, the silky sheets were far too cool.

A frown darkened the eldest Intoner's brow as she crawled her way off of the bed. What was her laziest sister doing up so early?

A few grotesque images flashed through her mind that she had to immediately dismiss. There was no way Sougo would allow that again in a million years, but that did little to assuage her worries. What could such a strange layabout even want to do?

Those thoughts brought her to the window to look out onto the greenery filled with people milling around as she rubbed her eyes and yawned again. Gods above, what she wouldn't do to be rid of them. Most of them still shuffled about like zombies and had to be herded outside of the castle every morning like bloody sheep. If they only left the yard so she could fucking sleep instead of wandering aimlessly, it would be the slightest bit bearable.

Yet, even she couldn't help but feel some sympathy looking at their broken spirits, no matter how much they have messed with her schedule all week. Not that sleeping in until noon just to avoid them was the worst thing; it only meant that her lover was a bit more spent when she finally got him all to herself.

With a sigh, Zero turned from the window and walked towards the dresser and mirror set up on the other side of the room. First things first, she had to get ready then head out to see if Three had been torn apart by the crowd yet. That would at least explain— Her thoughts were interrupted the instant she stepped onto the cool floor and nearly tripped over a hard object.

"What the hell!" Zero barely caught her balance on the ancient wall.

A string of frustrated curses formed on her lips for the thing that dared trip her up after the annoying awakening, only to get swallowed down when she saw what it was.

There on the floor was a doll that looked just like her… if she was a squat baby. The round, wooden head was painted so pale it was almost ivory with plump cheeks painted a rosy red and eyes painted a vivid pink, and luxurious locks of white haloed the entire thing with something cut so fine that it looked like real hair. The eerie, albeit slightly cute, head sat atop a plump, body covered in an opulent white dress. Thick pale arms of the same cloth ending in baby-like wooden hands sprouted from either side while crude wooden heels were the only things to protrude beneath the hem of the dress. Even the dress looked much like the white baby-doll nightgown she had begun to wear to bed, all the way down to the lace barely covering two cloth mounds.

Zero couldn't stop herself from picking the doll up in both hands, turning it this way and that to see the light reflect off of the rather beautiful yet far from meticulous sculpt. Up close, the imperfections in how the wood was carved were much more pronounced, but the stitching on the cloth and fabric were some of the best she had seen. Even the filling was nice and soft beneath her squeezing hand, so soft that it could have made a great cuddling toy if not for the wood. That thought turned the look of wondrous delight on her face into one of exasperation. What the hell was she doing even entertaining the thought of keeping this creepy thing?

With a disappointed shake of her head, the eldest sister of the Intoners carried the doll by one arm and strode into the dining room without so much as fixing her bed hair. To her eternal gratitude, the room was empty save the familiar faces of Four and Five.

"Ugh!" She said loud enough for the two to hear before raising the eerie caricature high in the air, "Do you two know anything about this… ugly…" Her words trailed off when she saw that the two were happily humming while playing with their own clones in doll form.

As if she didn't hear a word Zero just said, the brown haired Intoner looked up from brushing her doll's brown hair to give her sister a big grin.

"You found yours? That's great!"

"Don't you just love it?" Her blonde sister beamed with pride and held her own super busty doll up for everyone to see.

"I nearly tripped and busted my head open," The white haired woman snipped but couldn't muster much venom to her voice, even pulling her own doll back into both hands to give it another long look. While it was rather odd and a little creepy, it was hard to miss the love and care nearly exuding from every stitch, "Where did they come from anyways?"

"I made them," The answer was so quiet that she barely heard it, "Do you like it?"

When Zero looked around for the source, she was surprised to see that Three had been sitting just beside Five so silently that she seemed invisible at first. The purple-haired Intoner stared her down with an intense look that was an equal mix of hope and guilt, a look that the eldest sister was surprised to find made her heart soften just a little.

"It's nice," She remarked, causing a flash of joy to fill those purple eyes, "But why did you make these?"

"Well… I wanted to make amends," All of a sudden, Three couldn't meet their eyes, "I know now that what I did was wrong, and I want to take a vow to do better and actually be a ruler fit to help my subjects, no matter what."

"That's not a very high bar," Zero grimaced a little, "And you don't really have practice."

"I think what she means to say," Four interjected when she saw her older sister's face fall, "You might not be the most suited to the role of ruling. Last time you ruled, you didn't exactly do right by your subjects, now did you?"

"I… I know," Three whimpered, looking like she was on the verge of tears.

"Oh, hush! Really you two!" Five chastised and pulled the purple-haired woman into a tight hug, forcing her wet face into the warm crevice of her breasts, "She can change! Does she seem like the old Three to you? She's even turning her attention to making regular dolls and giving them to some of the children… w ell, having me hand them out for her that is. And let me tell you that having a hobby works wonders for overcoming this kind of thing!"

"What do you know about that?" To Zero's surprise, Four was the one to ask that instead of her, even capturing the exact sarcasm she was planning on using. It was almost enough to make pride well up in her heart.

"I have hobbies outside of sex and eating, I'll have you know!" The blonde huffed back, causing her older sister to snort in disbelief, "It's the truth! As of late, I've been rather bored with just eating and fucking everything, so I picked up a book on philosophy and the arts. It was a rather interesting read as a matter of fact."

"Did it have a lot of pictures," Zero snickered, "Or did you have Sougo read it for you?"

"I can read! But I did find a book on art as well that was even more engrossing. Oh! Those pictures were so lovely that I just had to absorb every word!" More snickers from her other two sisters made her glare at them each in turn, "Laugh all you want, but Sougo promised me that he would get me an entire library of books when the world itself is at his feet along with some books from his time. I was reading up on stuff before you came around to kill me that would make me a better ruler, so it's not like—" This time, she was cut off by a burst of raucous laughter, "Ha! Ha! Ha! I'm serious! Just you wait, I will blow One herself out of the water when it comes to ruling!"

"I will believe it when I see it," Four wiped a tear from her eyes, "Now that's a really high bar to set."

"Maybe you should just focus on what you're good at," The eldest Intoner sighed and shook her head. Then, her eyes caught sight of Three's tear stained face, genuine hurt cracking her amethyst eyes open, and those words rang in her ears, "So… Three… Do our dolls have names?"

That question was enough to get the purplette to break from Five's grasp with a wide smile and sniffle.

"Of course!" From the seat next to her, she pulled out a much more crude doll than the rest that still managed to be the spitting image of a baby-like Three, "This one is Lavanda! Four's is Esmeralda, Five's is Dorado, and yours is Rosa!" Her smile fell a bit the instant Zero's face twisted into a frown at the name, "Is it a bad name?"

"Where did you get it?" Her voice trembled with the slightest hint of rage.

"I-I don't know. Just look at those perfectly pink eyes. It's the perfect name for her," The purple-haired Intoner found her own voice trembling with fear at the sudden burst of ire.

For a moment, Zero felt her body burn up with anger, but another strange feeling quickly doused it. Looking into those rose colored eyes and at that slight smile, it was hard to argue with her sister. Rosa was the perfect name for her, no matter the memories that tried to taint it. It was so perfect that she just had to whisper it under her breath: "Rosa."

"It is," The sudden softness in her voice brought a relieved sigh from all of the sisters, "It's just very familiar is all…" It took a considerable amount of effort to pull her eyes from her baby self to smile at Three; a real, genuine smile, "You're good at names, you know that?"

"Really?" The middle sister giggled as the white-haired Intoner strode forward and gently sat her doll on the table.

"Of course, but can you watch her for a moment while I get dressed?"

"Of course!" She quickly slid it over to sit next to her own doll, "I'm glad you like it."

With one last smile, Zero strode back to the bedroom.

The instant the door closed, all of that strange happiness turned into a mix of embarrassment and disgust that roiled in her belly. What the hell was she doing acting like that? All she could do was sigh and shake her white haired head as she let her nightgown fall to the floor around her feet. A lot of things were changing, and she had to accept that, no matter how strange they seemed. Three was… well, not quite normal but no longer a complete loon, Four was… tolerable these days, and Five… despite trying her best to wrack every corner of her mind, the eldest Intoner couldn't help but face the truth: even her slut of a sister wasn't as bad as before.

Her slender hands paused in the middle of getting her breasts settled inside of the tight cups of her dress. What was the godforsaken world coming to where she would actually compliment that whore? Maybe, just maybe, it would have been far easier killing them when she had the chance.

Yet, even that singular thought that constantly popped into her felt wrong, and that made her hands shake just a little. Every small rock along the treacherous rapids of her life that she could hold onto was being torn away until all that remained was uncertainty. Before, there was at least the guarantee that she would die alongside her sisters, but now… what was there left for the future? A sharp knock at the door tore Zero from her thoughts, much to her relief.

Five's sing-songy voice came from the other side, "Zeroooo! What's taking so long? I just found some amazing honey glazed ham that you will love, but, if you don't hurry up, it'll be goooone!"

"I'm almost done!" The bitterness the white-haired Intoner was worried had been lost came right back, "And how do I know that's not glazed in something else, knowing you?"

"Well," Her sister giggled, "It would be just as sweet!"

"Fine," Zero found herself sighing, "But there better not be any bite marks!"

The rapidly fading giggling as the blonde hurried away. The eldest sister couldn't help but shake her head again before beginning to brush her hair. Gods forbid that Five take anything other than yes as an answer.

---

"I see that they are getting better already," Sougo walked with Octa just out of sight of the busy clearing.

"Not fast enough," The old man lamented with a shake of his head, "Although it is surprising they can so much as think after the horrors that befell them."

"The human psyche is far more powerful than you might expect, especially when they have someone to kill. It took killing half of humanity in my world before I quelled rebellion to a manageable level, but, even then, there were many who threw their lives away to topple my throne."

"Then what will happen to Three?" The Demon King was surprised to see Octa's face in a genuinely concerned frown. Perhaps he judged the man's merits far too quickly.

"Given she doesn't have the strength, at least not anymore, she would probably be torn limb from limb by her own people if they ever got their hands on her… something more than possible given the fact that she'd allow it if push comes to shove. I'm afraid the Land of Forests is no longer her home."

"And what of the people?" He opened his mouth to speak, but Octa quickly interrupted, "After you take the throne from One, I mean. As you have said yourself, your rule leads to desolation."

"I have only ruled through force up until now," Sougo shrugged, "As it stands, most of my new subjects either don't care or see me as salvation, so I honestly have no idea. I guess that will be up to you as the governor. Just know that so long as no one tries to usurp me, then no one will get hurt, but the moment someone does," His death glare was enough to make to the old man take a few steps back, "I will not hesitate to execute each and every last person that stands in my way. That being said, I would rather it not come to that… again. Ruling over a still living world sounds so much better."

For a few moments, Octa struggled to speak before finding his tongue.

"I-I'm certain it will not come to that, not under my watch! Every one here sees you as a savior, and—"

"Save it," The young-looking man cut him off, sighing, "The Intoners are already sufficient enough at it, so I don't need yet another person falling to their knees and sucking my dick needlessly. Although, that did give me an idea. I was planning on leaving Castle Doran here to help you protect the people while I am gone, but I think I actually have a few people that can help even more."

He stopped in his tracks so quickly that the Disciple nearly tripped trying to keep up. Before he had a chance to right himself, Sougo was fiddling with the Ridewatches in his hands until two flashes of blue light burst forth. Then, three people appeared out of thin air right in front of the duo. The first was one Octa could recognize from the previous day's battle, the man clad in white armor covered in colored vials, but the other two were brand new.

Both of the newcomers were bright splashes of pink and yellow among the greenery. One was someone in a skin-tight, black suit covered by a bright yellow dress and pink leggings with the strangest helmet the old man had ever seen. The top layer was bright pink and styled like a chin length bob with a white headband topped by a yellow heart while the mask was an eerie black plate that had two huge, blue eyes taking up half of it.

Next to her was a woman with an outfit that managed to be even stranger. A similar, chin length, pink bob graced her head as the only color that didn't strain the man's eyes and framed a bright smile and almost comically pink cheeks. Her top was cut into two parts; a sheer, white top half with holes for her shoulders and loose frilly sleeves and a bottom half that was even more yellow than a lemon tied with a belt that nearly blended in perfectly. A yellow collar and tie seemed completely out of place on her neck but not quite as out of place as everything covering her lower half. Her skirt had an inane mixture of orange, greens, and pinks in an odd, cubed pattern above a mass of yellow ruffles, all topped by a few round, plastic circles in shades of red and pink. Below that were lime green and pink leggings with that same cube pattern and yellow high heel boots with heels that almost look to be made from white sticks of candy.

In unison, both of the eyesores struck a cutesy pose and formed heart shapes with their hands in front of their chests.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Poppy Pipopapo!" If not for the slight robotic tone to the armored woman, their voices would have been a perfect unison.

"My lord…" Octa shot Sougo a worried look, "What are you planning on using these three for?"

"Well, all of them have a background in science or health care, so I thought it would be beneficial for them to help the survivors regain their minds. It can't hurt, at least."

"Are you sure? Those two would probably fry their brains before anything else."

"I can hear you," The unarmored Poppy crossed her arms and pouted, "I will have you know that people love me as an idol, pi-po!"

"As for Rider Poppy, she can dehenshin and assume a more muted appearance if needed," The young-looking man gave the armored woman a slight nod.

In a flash of pink light, the strange armor disappeared to reveal a more plain, but still attractive brunette woman wearing a simple cyan nurse's uniform with a yellow coat over it. Her face, while identical to Poppy's, was set with much more seriousness and maturity to the point of almost frowning.

"Nice to meet you," Even her greeting was more muted, a formal bow instead of that headache inducing energy, but, when she righted herself, a quick wink let a bit of that colorful personality shine through, "I look forward to working with you from this day forward."

"I… guess that's better," The old man said slowly before turning towards Kamen Rider Build, "Shouldn't he be in human form as well?"

"The survivors all saw him in this form as they were healed from their forced transformations, so it would probably help their trust if he stays in his armor for now," Then, the Demon King turned to the three riders and cleared his throat, "In Castle Doran and the lands surrounding it, there are people wandering with nearly broken minds. They were toyed with by a monster, experimented on, and torn from their families. Until I return, your task is to help guide them and do your best to comfort and lead them to a better life."

As the summoned people turned to walk away towards the village ahead to fulfill their given duties, Zero's voice came from behind them, making Octa whirl around in surprise while Sougo simply smiled and turned his head, "That was quite the speech. After all of your fire and brimstone threats, I didn't think you had it in you."

"When will you learn not to doubt me?" He chuckled lowly while she strode to his side, "I can be quite merciful when people are reasonable."

"And what if someone doesn't want mercy?"

The sudden, throaty purr actually caught both men off guard as she tenderly yet possessively wrapped her pale arms around Sougo's skinny waist. The white-haired woman pressed closer to her king, nearly leaning on his lean body before a finger teasingly trailed down his neck. For a second, the old looking Disciple thought about excusing himself but decided to simply tip toe away without a word instead.

"What if a certain someone was looking for a more… firm hand to have dealt to her?" An uncharacteristic, flirty smile took over her face.

"I would have to say that I already have a date with Five before I leave," Sougo's apologetic look was met with a long, frustrated groan, the flirtatious smile melting into envious seething.

"Who does that bitch think she is? I haven't even had a moment with you today, and she's already monopolizing you? Fucking 'I'm reading and trying to be less greedy' my ass!" The rest of Zero's words devolved into a stream of curses and threats.

"If it makes you feel any better, she will be experiencing a taste of what Three went through," He offered, earning a pink-tinted glare.

"Yes, but knowing her shameless and no boundry having self, she will probably enjoy it instead of it being torture," After a few more seconds of glaring, she finally let out a long sigh, "Fine, but tell her that I'm getting you for a full day the next time we have a break, whether she likes it or not. She can stew in her lust for a full fucking day, see how she likes it," Once again, her words devolved into frustrated grumbling.

"I will agree with you there," Sougo sighed, giving her a quick yet fond kiss on the forehead before pulling away, "She will need to learn to make do without me for days on end if I truly want to rule."

With that, the Demon King left the eldest Intoner to stew in her anger in the forest alone.

"...Knew I should have killed that stupid fatass when I had the chance…"

---

A good while later, the beating of huge wings came from just outside of Castle Doran. Four, Three, and a glowering Zero all perked up at the sound and left the dining room to see what was going on, only to find a positively glowing Five and a clearly dehydrated Sougo already waiting outside. Everyone's gazes raised to the sky to see a huge, white dragon steadily dropping from the sky with steady flaps of his wings.

The eldest Intoner nearly choked at the sight; the dragon looked almost exactly like Michael, a comparison that lasted until he touched down and opened his mouth.

"I'm back!" The voice was unmistakably Mikhail's, even if it was a tad deeper, "Did you miss me Zero?"

His large, childlike eyes bored right into her while his snout inched closer and closer until his hot breath blasted her.

"Of course not!" She smacked him on the nose hard enough to make him jerk back with a slightly hurt look, "I was wondering why it was so quiet lately."

"Sougooooo!" Mikhail whined hard enough to make the ground slightly rumble, "You said she wouldn't be as mean to me!"

"I said might not," The Demon King chuckled dryly, as if he was in need of water after running a marathon, "You know how fickle that woman can act towards the people close to her heart."

"Oh, don't listen to her," Five gave her older sister a dirty look before rushing forward to hug a huge leg, "She's just crabby. I for one am glad you're back. Just look how big you've grown!"

"Yep! Sougo sent me out to train so I could be big enough to carry you all, and I went on all sorts of adventures! I'm so much better than that stuffy old castle, right?"

"I don't know," Four chimed in skeptically, emerald eyes narrowed in an analytical look, "Castle Doran was able to lay waste to my fleet. Can you do that?"

"Of course!" Mikhail huffed before shooting a large spurt of fire into the air that just barely avoided setting fire to the whole forest, "Just look at— OW! Stop!"

While he was bragging, Three stepped forward to jab him with her scissors.

"Don't set fire to my kingdom," The third oldest Intoner chided softly yet firmly, "They've been through enough."

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The dragon was almost begging, but the poking didn't stop until Zero took hold of her sister's arm.

"Didn't you say you got stronger, Mikhail? Shouldn't you be able to take a little prodding?" Despite her harsh words, the eldest Intoner gently rubbed away the small rivulet of blood running down his leg from the one poke that managed to break past his scales, "You really shouldn't brag if you can't back your words up."

"Three's scissors are sharp," The reincarnated white dragon whined some more, making Sougo sigh at how much of a big baby he was acting like despite his growth.

"She is right, Mikhail. You were supposed to get stronger, and if you can't take a few stabs, how are we supposed to trust you in battle?"

"She hit a weak spot is all!" Mikhail harrumphed, "Can we please just start flying so you can stop making fun of me?"

"Yeah," Four agreed, "It will already be a long enough journey as is, and I want to get it over with. I can already feel my backside falling asleep as we speak."

That was enough for the rest of them, so they all piled onto the huge, white dragon. Despite his new size, it was hard to fit all five people on his back. In the end, they had to cram rather close together in a chain of arms wrapped around their stomachs. Zero was at the very front giving commands to Mikhail, with Sougo right behind her followed by Five, Four, and Three. When their ride finally lifted off and rose high into the air, the young-looking man felt those arms hold tighter against his waist.

For close to half an hour, the only sounds came from the oldest sister giving Mikhail commands and telling him off for every stupid and childish comment. The other women were all so focused on the world below or their own thoughts that they probably wouldn't have heard anything if their king tried to strike a conversation anyways. Then, that silence was broken by a lewd giggle in his ear as a soft hand began to rub against his crotch.

"Oooooohhhhhh, what I wouldn't do to get another taste of this," Five licked her lips before raising her voice high enough for her sisters to hear, "You three should have been there! He tied me up, and spanked me, and whipped me, and made every inch of my body shudder and burn with desire! It was amazing!" A needy groan left her lips, and her huge breasts ground against her king's back, "And the toys! Ohhhhhhhhh… the toys! He did things I couldn't even believe!"

"Are you done? Because I am pretty sure no one here asked for a play by play of your private session with Sougo," Four grumbled, getting no real response other than another low groan.

"You know what I'm talking about, right Three? The way he just ties you down and does whatever he wants until you're putty in his hands… and around his cock. Gushing and screaming in ecstasy!"

"Not really, mi hermana " Three mumbled, "He wasn't quite doing it for my pleasure after all."

"Then you really need to try it! Maybe after all of this stuff with Two we can get together and have him tie us both up, and—"

"Can you stop being a whore for one minute?" Four snapped, "You could at least wait until after we have dealt with Two and One! How is our king supposed to concentrate if you're latched on his cock all the time?"

"She's right," Zero agreed from the front with no lack of grumpiness in her voice, "Two is the most powerful of us physically, so maybe we should let him rest up and not drain all of his stamina. Not to mention I doubt Two will so easily join us. You know how she is with that lover boy of hers."

"Well, maybe it wouldn't be that hard," Three piped up, "Did you not hear what happened to her?"

"No," To her own surprise, Zero's voice was full of worry as much as morbid curiosity, "What happened?"

"We're not completely sure actually," Four explained, her thin brown eyebrows furrowing in reflection, "Her Disciple, Cent, wouldn't tell us much about the specifics, but it was something absolutely horrid. I was able to see her after it happened, and she looked like an… empty husk of a person. She could barely speak, or eat, or even react to me."

"That does sound horrible," Sougo agreed, but his tone was one of interest rather than sympathy, "I wonder just how broken her mind is."

"Is that all you can say about that?" Five gasped and gave his shoulder an offended, sharp smack, "I don't care how magnificent your dick is; if you talk about my dearest big sister like that—"

"Five, did you ever consider why I'm not worried about it? This simply isn't an issue for me," Sougo shrugged, "As long as I can fix the cause, bringing her mind back from the brink is a simple task."

"Don't tell me, you're going to fuck her sanity back too?" Zero sighed with an unimpressed shake of her head.

"Not in this case," He chuckled, "Unlike Three, Two will probably benefit if I use a gentle hand on her rather than more drastic measures. There is time to make a more informed decision when we arrive, but, whether through force or something less, I will bring your sister back, no matter what it'll cost me."

All of the sisters fell silent at his declaration, but he was made aware of their feelings when Five gave his waist a tight, loving squeeze and his cheek an uncharacteristically benign peck.

"Thank you," She whispered before falling silent once more as Mikhail soared through the skies.

---

The Demon King couldn't keep a wide and alarming smile from his face when they broke through the clouds to give him his first glimpse of the ruins. Scattered throughout was a veritable sea of soldiers and monsters alike with a single circle open for them to land, all of them with weapons ready and aimed their way.

Finally, someone who knew when to roll a red carpet out to greet their new overlord.

He was almost disappointed that no arrows were let loose during their descent or after Mikhail landed hard enough to send a wave of dust flowing along the ground, but that did at least allow him and the Intoners to make their way to the ground. All of the sisters groaned and griped about aches except for Zero who closely followed behind her lover with the same silence as him. Her pink eyes roamed the crowd with a frown, her lips silently counting out every body, and Sougo's brown eyes were focused on the man at the opposite end of the ring of men.

Of all of the people he had met in his journey, Cent reminded him most of home, at least his home in the past. The Disciple would have looked barely out of place in a rock band line up with his wavy, chin-length, black hair that looked to be more bangs than anything, black jacket open to reveal a chiseled body and huge scar, stylish, white pants, and, of course, a devilishly handsome face in a permanent cocksure grin. The only thing that really set him apart were the twin blades in his grip that lazily pointed to the ground as if he had no plans to truly use them.

When Sougo's march brought him even closer, he noticed even more striking resemblances: The tired eyes hidden beneath a dull glimmer, the smile that seemed so forced and fake, and the way his skin was just the slightest bit pale and waxy, all of it a familiar mask one would see on stage. At least his mask did a far better job at hiding it than some of the tone deaf junkies the young-looking man had heard.

"I see you were expecting me," The Demon King stopped in the middle of the clearing before speaking, his brown eyes staring right at the Disciple at the center, "I must admit, it is a nice change of pace."

"Of course!" Cent laughed like he was addressing a close friend, "I have heard quite a few tales about Sougo Tokiwa and his conquest. He first went to the Land of Seas with Zero, slew Dito, and claimed Five. Then, he went to the Land of Mountains, destroyed half of Four's fleet, and took Four for himself. Then, he went to the Kingdom of Forests, restored the denizens, and took Three away. Am I missing anything?"

"Of course not," Sougo couldn't stop a gleeful chuckle from slipping out, "Finally someone who knows my reputation! And I was just starting to miss Woz," After another chuckle, he finally composed himself, "Then you know I am here to speak with Two about ruling her fine land."

"Of course," the Disciple let out a weary sigh, "But she is sadly napping right now after quite the exquisite meal. So if you can come back later—"

"No," The Demon King immediately responded, the cordialness in his voice never leaving, "I will be seeing her today whether you like it or not. I'm in a good mood, Cent, so, if you simply step aside, I will not kill you and the rest of your army."

"Bold claims for a bold man," The suave man met Sougo's tone beat for beat, "I won't let you see my mistress right now, even if I have to slay you. You might have had luck against Dito, Octa, and Decadus, but I put them all to shame. Two chose me as her Disciple for a reason, and it wasn't just my great looks or amazing late night rendezvous."

"Do you really wish to test that theory?" Sougo sighed, "I was hoping to resolve this peacefully. So I will give you one last chance, Cent: step aside and let me see Two. If you really love her, you would let me see her. I can help her more than you ever could."

For just a second, murder danced in those light blue eyes of Cent's, "She is perfectly fine. A little under the weather but perfectly fine. I don't know who told you she was doing poorly, but they were either mistaken or—"

"Enough," The word wasn't loud, but it easily silenced the Disciple, "Do not try to lie your way through this one; none have been able to. Simply give me your answer," The only response Sougo was given was Cent raising his swords, "Very well. Let's see how long you can stand, Disciple."

With but a single thought, the Demon King of Time froze the world. Nothing would ever rival the peace of complete silence among those frozen statues or the chance to observe the world in such intricate detail. Truly he could have simply sat down and had a nice lunch while taking a few moments of contemplation as Cent endlessly posed, but that would have to wait until later. As much as his tone had stayed steady during that conversation, something in that pretty boy's voice really made the vein in Sougo's forehead throb, so there was no point in trying to concentrate.

Instead, he simply took the final few steps forward before raising his hand as if preparing to knock on a door with the back of his hand. For a moment, he let time speed back up until it was running just fast enough to keep that weak body from exploding when the young-looking man's knuckle rapped his chest. Then, it was a simple matter to take a step past him and let time resume.

A loud thwack was followed by a sharp, pained gasp and the sound of knees falling to the ground as Cent collapsed behind him.

"I guess you couldn't stop me after all," He bemusedly shook his head as he walked into the main building of the ruins, "You should really get better informants who could have told you my real title."

Another pained groan was all that followed the Demon King inside the empty building.

On another day, he might have stood around to take in the rich history along every inch of those dusty walls, but, on any other day, he wouldn't be descending down to talk to heal a withered woman. It struck the older man as quite funny, in fact. What would Woz say if he saw his great overlord leaving men who dared oppose him alive just to heal someone? Soon, light chuckling echoed with his footsteps while he descended down into the depths, and the noise mingled with the voices of the past that led him through the halls.

Eventually, the ghostly phantoms he summoned from the past brought him through what looked to be a kitchen made from some ancient shrine and into a rather small yet very decorated room. Yet, it was not the decorations that grabbed his attention but the resting woman laying on the bed sitting to the side of the room.

Just as Four had said, Two looked like she was withering away. What might have once been a flat, very toned stomach was sunken in until her ribs showed as plain as day, and her face was gaunt with the remains of dried food and blood on the corner of her mouth. Despite that, the Intoner was rather beautiful: her short, blue hair haloed around her head with a dark blue rose delicately poised atop it while her long, dark blue scarf was bunched up to hold her head up even more, and half-lidded, dull, blue eyes stared right at him. Her figure was just a little plumper than Zero's, even with how skinny she was, with only a blue bra-like top that had a decorative, lacy cloth hanging down to her navel and shoulder-length blue gloves to cover her torso, leaving a lot of delicate skin showing. Her rear was covered by a rather simple blue skirt and light blue leggings that hugged tight to her thick thighs, but her shoes were sitting off to the side of the bed.

"What a fool," Sougo muttered to himself with no small amount of pity in his tone and knelt at her side, one hand absentmindedly yet gently brushing some hair from her eyes, "To say he loves you yet hiding your half dead body down here."

His words made her eyes flutter and flit around, so at least she wasn't completely gone yet.

Before he could delve into her mind, a clearly struggling but determined Cent burst in with the other Intoners hot on his heels, having carefully followed him on his way to this room.

"What are you doing?!" The Disciple's panting voice was full of anger and desperation as he tried to ready his swords, only to find his arms being restrained by both Zero and Four, on his left and right side respectively, forcing the brunette onto his knees despite his wild attempts to fight back and free himself, "If you dare to—"

A quick hand wave was all it took to silence the furious and thrashing man.

"I already told you that I can help her better than you ever can, so shut up and watch," With one last glare, Sougo placed his hand on the Intoner's forehead.

Her entire life flashed through his mind.

There was cooking, a crowd of orphans, Cent, Cent, more Cent, then it popped up: the disaster.

For a moment, the Demon King let the memories run along to make sure there was nothing important left before latching onto the memory full of death and despair. There was a small crack just before her mind completely shattered that he sank his hand into and pulled, tearing the present away from her and bringing her back to that moment.

There wasn't much time to jerk back before Two bolted up in her bed with a screech.

"Wh-Where am I?" Her voice cracked and whispered from its lack of use, but it was more than loud enough to reach the shocked ears of everyone in the room minus Sougo. After a second of just staring down, the withered Intoner glanced to the side to see Cent standing there frozen, her eyes beginning to well with tears, "Cent! Where am I? What happened? The children… the… the children…"

Another flick of Sougo's wrist let the Disciple of Two break free from her just as stunned sisters at his side and rush to his love's side. At first, he could only hold her tight with tears leaking down his face, but it didn't take long for her own tears to reach him. Cent was greeted with a stream of tears flowing down each cheek as heavy sobs wracked her body and the word "children" slipping out over and over.

"No, no, no, Two, it's alright," His words were desperate, "Th-The orphans are fine! Trust me! Just calm down and—"

"I killed them…" The distraught woman bemoaned, "They're dead, Cent, and… and I can't…"

As Two began to break down once more, the brunette Disciple whirled his head to the side to affix Sougo with the most vile look he had ever seen.

"You," The word absolutely dripped venom, "She could have died in peace, but you only brought her back so she could relive this hell. I should kill you!"

None of the Intoners moved forward when the trembling man rose and grabbed his swords once more. In fact, all of them affixed the Demon King with their respective hurt, uncertain, angry, and worried stares of their own.

"She's not broken yet," Sougo sighed, very much unimpressed with all of the negative attention thrown his way, "If you would give me a moment to concentrate, I can bring back what was lost."

Cent stopped in his tracks with realization dawning in his eyes, "You mean…"

"Of course," The Ruler of Time screwed his eyes shut in concentration, "Returning the dead to life is but a light exercise for me as time and space itself is my personal domain."

The air began to warp around everyone in the room as if a heavy wind was blowing around, and the world lurched hard enough to send everyone but Sougo stumbling. Everything was rumbling and shaking as if the very foundation of the earth was shifting and changing, but, as soon as it began, it stopped.

Then… the phantoms appeared.

They were no more than see through wisps of Two and Cent that quickly moved backwards, yet everyone found their eyes glued to the spectacle, none more than the distraught Two.

Tears dripped from the Intoner's eyes as she saw Cent trying his hardest to feed her in reverse, his face slowly changing from completely distraught to hopeful while the meals became more solid and extravagant. Soon, Two was also up and about talking to her love, dancing with him, speaking sweet nothings in his ear, and a deep sob choked out from her, her hand reaching out to pass through the phantom. All of her sobs stopped with a single choked gurgle when a final scene appeared before freezing.

In the scene, every orphan was piled into the room and frozen mid mischievous snicker or with a huge grin on their face. The one in the lead held a familiar steel plate laden with burnt and poorly made food, save for a single dish that had Cent's hand all but written on it, and a single rose from a cactus to decorate it. It was her birthday then, a joyous little celebration with all of her sisters beneath the summer sun, and this was the start. The food had been nearly inedible, but Two had eaten every bite with a smile, overjoyed to see the pride in her childrens' eyes. Before she knew it, her knees were on the cold, hard ground, shuffling towards the lead kid to pull him into a hug. Just as she reached him, Cent's hand grabbed her shoulder to hold her back.

"They're not real," His voice was oddly emotionless, "They're just phantoms brought about by a cruel, cruel man."

"Cruel I may be, but I am not one to dangle the impossible before someone like this," Sougo responded, and, with a flick of his wrist, the phantoms became solid.

In an instant, the room exploded into the sounds of nervous giggling and hushes, but they were quickly replaced by uneasy frowns when the children noticed that neither Cent nor Two were where they were moments ago. The unease lasted a mere moment before being shoved aside for more important things.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" The kid with the plate cried, shoving it into her outstretched hands, "We made you breakfast!"

At first, the blue-haired Intoner could only look at the meager meal as more tears filled her eyes. Then, as carefully as possible, she set it to the side in order to rush forward with a sob and pull the boy into a tight, wet hug.

"I missed you," Her tears streamed out uncontrollably, earning another worried frown, "I missed you all so much!"

"But it's only been a night," One green haired girl stated, blinking owlishly at the crying Two.

"You know how she can be on her birthday," Somehow Cent was already back to his debonair self, managing to not black out from the great shock and relief rushing through him at the sight, "All of you give her a hug to make her feel better."

The suggestion was enough to get the crowd of children to rush up to Two and drown her in a sea of happiness. Every child hugged her sobbing form one after another, showering her with much needed love.

Then, with no warning, it stopped.

The kids were once more frozen in time along with the other four Intoners watching wide-eyed from the other side of the room.

"NOOOOO!" Two wailed, her cry filled with so much anguish that even Sougo felt a tear or two well up within him. Maybe, "Not again!"

"What is this?!" The brunette Disciple whirled around with fire in his eyes once more, "Bring them back right now!"

"I think you misunderstand the situation," Sougo's voice was cold and unmovable, "This isn't a gift, so do not make demands of me, Cent. This is an exchange."

"What do you want?!" Two turned and clasped her hands together as if in prayer, "I will do anything! Just please don't hurt these kids anymore and give them back their lives!"

"I want you," A shocked look crossed her face, but Cent could only grimace, "I am taking all of the lands beneath my rule and all their rulers to my feet. If you want your children back, all you have to do is swear your entire life to me, to be part of my cause alongside your sisters as I rule this land, to be mine and mine alone."

"No!" The Disciple burst out in a fit of rage, "You can't take my love from me! If I kill you, then the kids will still live, right?"

"Of course," The Demon King let out a dry yet all-too-sinister chuckle, "If I died here, you could have the kids and your love, but if you don't slay me in an instant, then you will be dust breezing around outside of the stream of time itself, erased from all memory. I understand that you do not want to lose her, Cent, but I do not tolerate those that would oppose me when I make such a gracious offer."

For a moment, it seemed like the furious and offended Disciple would actually raise his blades once more, but Two's response stopped him before he could attempt the foolish action.

"Don't. Please, Cent." The third oldest Intoner all but begged her lover, making the brunette restrain himself and look heartbreakingly towards his love. After a moment, Two swallowed before steeling herself, "I will accept his offer, so you don't have to kill yourself for me or the childrens' sake."

"But Two…" Cent turned around to give his love the most tragic look his eyes could muster, "I'm the one for you and you for me. We're perfect together, and you can't just throw that away!"

"And I can't throw your memory away either," Her eyes cut to the young-looking overlord with a sudden flash of hate, "Which is how far you would go to seperate us, isn't it?"

"It would be easier on your mind," He admitted with an all too casual shrug, "Just be glad you get to make the choice in the first place."

"...So yes, Cent, I will accept his proposal. Or are you the kind of man so quick to ignore the promise you made?"

"But…" With no more strength left to hold him up, Cent fell to his knees in defeat, "What will I do without you?"

"Tend to the orphans, dedicate yourself into raising them into good people," Sougo suggested as Two rushed over to her Disciple's side, wrapping her arms around him in a true lover's embrace in an effort to comfort and prepare him for the inevitable, "Keep them happy and content for when she comes by to visit. You have the chance to see her again if you aren't foolish enough to throw it away."

"Alright," The Disciple forced himself to somberly hug Two back, her head digging deeper into his body as if to never let him go, "Who knows, maybe I will find someone else that makes my heart pound."

"I hope so," Two whispered into his chiseled chest, one newly bright blue eye letting out one last tear, "Don't wait on me and let yourself wither. I can endure anything he has in store for my future so long as I know you are happy."

"I won't," In one last act of defiance, he pulled his love into one last sweet, tender kiss.

For a brief moment, the two were connected as one once more, but the blue haired Intoner quickly pushed Cent away while forcing her eyes to look towards the ground.

"I will miss you."

"Me too."

A sharp look from Sougo made Cent let go of Two before getting up and taking a few steps back while the overlord started time once more.

Once again, the room was filled with a mix of happy cheers and light confusion before Two was once again swarmed by the previously deceased orphans.

A mix of tears of happiness and sadness streamed down her face with every hug and sweet kiss she gave to each kid, not stopping until they were beginning to complain about the affection.

The suave Disciple stood to the side and watched with a dour expression that quickly flashed to a gentle smile every time one of the orphans looked his way.

All the while, the Demon King watched on with a stoney face.

---

A few days later, Two had a table set up outside where she and the rest of the Intoners were eating. In those few days, the previously thin woman was able to get her more toned physique back thanks to her sisters' constant cooking that kept up with her - and Five's ‐ voracious appetite, although she was far from having the same well-defined muscles as before. Even Five's not-so-edible food was choked down without much of a hassle.

Today, she finally had the strength to make her own meal, a rich stew using venison and vegetables her sisters had gathered, but she did little more than stir the rich broth while her sisters chowed down.

"Pwaah!" Five gasped after chugging down every last drop of broth from her huge bowl, wiping off the trickles that spilled down between her breasts. "This is the best thing we've eaten since Castle Doran! You've still got the magic touch, Two!" A frown took over her face when she saw her older sister not eating and vacantly staring down, "What's wrong, are you suddenly not hungry?"

Four just sighed and shook her head, "Are you dense or just really good at pretending that you can't read the room? She's obviously worried about her date with Sougo tonight," From her seat next to the bluenette, she laid a comforting hand on the third oldest sister of the Intoners, "Trust me, I felt the same way when we had our first time. He can be quite considerate despite his...overwhelming ways."

"He's rather… terrifying, to tell you all the truth" Two agreed, her cheeks turning red with embarrassment at the admission, "And… well… he isn't Cent."

"Trust me," Her youngest sister purred, leaning in fondly with a hand under her chin, "He is so much better! Not even Dito could compare to him, and you know how much I loved his tasty body."

" Loved?" The blue-haired woman frowned, "What happened to him?"

"Oh… you know… Sougo punched him into oblivion. Quite literally as a matter of fact." Five sighed in dreamy reminiscence, ignoring the shocked and horrified gasp of Two, "My gods was that hot! One second Dito was running him through, and the next, our king was pummeling him away. My panties were practically flooded! And the best part was how he took me after! He pushed me down and rode my ass until I thought it would melt away! Gods, it was so much better than anything that toy could do! I even gushed without needing to touch myself!"

"Is that why you didn't even blink an eye when he died or even bother to mention him since he got slaughtered?" Zero grimaced from across the table and pushed her bowl away in disgust at the vivid descriptions coming from her youngest sister.

"Why weep for a broken toy, sis, especially when it's replaced by a real man with a really huge—"

"What about you?" Two quickly switched her attention to Four before the slutty blonde could take away what little was left of her appetite, "You didn't even let Decadus take your purity, so have you slept with Sougo?"

The brown-haired wiggled with embarrassment at the topic at hand, "Well… there wasn't much sleeping," Two's look of surprise was met with a frown, "It's not like he gave me much choice! He basically threw me to the bed and tore my purity away like a barbarian! N-Not that I didn't give my consent in the first place..."

"Oh, come on," Five chuckled, "We both know it didn't play out like that, and we both know how long it took to wash the sheets after the fact."

"You almost would have thought someone dropped them in a lake," Zero added with a sneer when she saw just how red her sister became, "I was so surprised when our dear maidenly sister turned out to be—"

"Stop it!" Two snapped, silencing them just as Four opened her mouth to retort, "You don't need to be mean to each other," All three women tsked in unison and turned their faces away, "I'm just trying to learn more about our new king. What about you Three? How was he compared to Octa?"

"I don't know," Three shrugged, "Octa and I haven't done it in a very long time. In fact, Sougo's torture is the only reason I'm interested in it again."

" Torture? He tortured you?!" Zero couldn't hold back a cackle at how pale Two became.

"Not like that! He just tied her up and fucked her until she came back to her senses. Why do you think she's talking so much without the cryptic bullshit?"

"Well… he didn't truly bed me until after I did so," The pale Intoner added on, tapping a finger on her chin while remembering the events of her first time with Sougo, "At first he used some aphrodisiacs and toys until I couldn't stop cumming."

"Wait! You got even more special treatment than what he said?!" Five frowned, "I asked him to do everything he did to you to me, and all he did was tie me up, whip me, and fuck me!" With a huff, she shot to her feet, "I don't care what he's discussing with Cent, I'm going to get that same treatment, dammit!"

"But that's horrible!" Two gasped, "You really let him treat you like that?"

"Only because we…" Four let her voice drop to a whisper as she leaned closer to the face of her aghast sister, "Like. It." Then gave her sister an embarrassed giggle before continuing on, "There really is more to him than meets the eye after all. He may seem like a heavy handed despot, but he also has it in him to be rather sweet when the situation calls for it. He's always willing to find us anything we ask for like books or food and beyond, he takes care of our needs every night, and he actually seems like he could be a good king beyond just his power."

"...Are we talking about the same man that threatened to erase all of my memories of Cent alongside my children if I didn't agree to follow him?" The blue-haired Intoner's tone of voice taking an uncharacteristic edge.

"Four's right," Zero reluctantly spoke up, "He's not a good man by any means, but… he could be worse," All of a sudden, her voice took an almost loving tone, "There isn't anyone else who has the power or drive to give us a real future in this cruel world, and his ruthlessness is testament to that. If he were a lesser man, a kinder man, then I would have torn his heart from his chest by now instead of having mine…" The normally stone-faced woman actually let a light blush creep to her cheeks as she let her words trail off, and the other sisters could only blink in surprise for a few moments at that sudden confession.

"And I wouldn't be nearly as satisfied and able to concentrate on making myself a better ruler if he wasn't able to pound me into a puddle every night," Five added cheerfully with a supportive grin, "And for the first time in my life, I've been able to go a day or two without it! It's given me time to read and study. If that isn't self-improvement, then I don't know what is! He even told me that, if I learn enough about finances, I could handle the kingdom's budget all by myself!" The blonde practically swooned at the memory, "Such faith from my king is so empowering, my body and soul almost can't take it!"

"If an angel comes down to save your life and your country, do you not owe him at least that much?" Three shrugged from her end, her older sister turning to her in confusion, so she elaborated, "Mi rey showed me a new light, and I'm sure he will do the same for you. Even if the door you have chosen for yourself is now closed, that doesn't mean the other pathways aren't going to give you the future you seek. After all, even the most opposed of ways can lead to the very same outcome."

The brown-haired sister nodded in agreement, "He only wants you for who you truly are too, and always has a place for you at his side now and in the future. At first, I thought he would only find use for me in the bedroom, but he's been so thankful for all my cleaning, my advice, and my help. The only downside is that he could really use a more gentle hand or a smaller rod because he leaves me far too sore and worn out most mornings," Five gave her a venomous glare.

"A gentle hand…" Two frowned and stirred her stew some more as she began to drift deep into thought.

"If he was gentle, his beautiful cock would just go to waste," The blonde Intoner grumbled from her corner of the table, "Don't go putting those kinds of ideas into his head; I just started having the best sex of my life, thank you very much!"

Before any of her other sisters could reply, Two suddenly rose to her feet.

"I think… I think I need a walk," The bluenette announced, raising her hand in assurance to calm any worry, "I'll be back in a short while. Please, just give me some time by myself."

"Vuelve segura!" Three called out, but the other women just watched their sister walk away.

---

The familiar pathways of the Land of Deserts brought a certain comfort to Two as she walked a route close to her heart.

It was the route she and Cent used to take when they actually had the time to just be themselves, when it was just the two of them being able to talk to each other, hold each other closer than close, and just be together without a worry in the world and just bask in each other's presence, comforted just by knowing that the other was there.

Those were times that always brought warmth and security to her in her loneliest moments, but now, it seemed those times would be forever lost to her and her love, never to be brought back to the present. All of it was torn away from them by a single, evil man; a true demon king.

Could she really pledge her life to Sougo Tokiwa after that?

In the last week after her return to sanity, he seemed rather level-headed and calm and even seemed calm and collected when he threatened Cent. None of his actions seemed born out of malice alone, yet there was no denying how twisted and cruel his thinking was. How could she ever expect to follow one who threatened her own children's very lives after bringing them back to her?

He was nothing like Cent, that was for certain. Both her own experience and the words of her sisters were proof of that, but… was that a bad thing? As Zero had said, he had the strength to change the world, but was it a good strength? Or would he bring even more ruin where he stepped? He certainly had no qualms erasing those that stood in his way after all.

Yet… he saved her, she couldn't deny that. In her zombie-like state, killing Cent would be enough to use her as he wanted, but he went through the trouble of reversing time to bring her mind back. He went through the trouble of erasing her biggest and most terrible mistake and brought back the children, untouched by the cruel presence of her song as if that living nightmare was truly but a dream. He completely reversed time to save her mind, body, and soul, even if he did threaten to undo it all.

So what was he? Was he good? Was he bad? Was he worth bending the knee to and offering her life and loyalty like her sisters had done? Would he truly be any better than Cent? Did she even have a choice?

As all of those thoughts whirled in her head, her feet had brought her back to her bedroom where Sougo was already waiting. Their eyes met, but he didn't say anything, only watched as if knowing exactly what was running through her mind. Before she knew it, Two was sitting next to him on the bed and trying to form words.

"Can I ask you one thing?" The words felt weird slipping from her lips, but she refused to show any weakness to the man who completely upended her life.

"Of course, I have nothing to hide."

"What would you have done if I didn't agree to kneel?"

"I would have brought us right back to the present and erased all memory of your orphans so your mind stayed intact," He answered without a pause, making Two flinch at the sheer bluntness, "I am a man of my word."

"You really are the worst, most evil demon king, you know that?," She harshly whispered and earned an amused look from Sougo.

"So I have been told. But to save their lives was such a small price to pay was it not? You talk like there was the risk of you choosing anything else."

For a moment, she was stunned into silence.

"Love is a small price to pay?" A hint of venom played in her voice, "Of course I would choose the lives and futures of my children, but giving up my darling Cent was not a small price! He took care of me when I was nearly dead, and—"

"And he convinced you to kill your precious children in the end, did he not?" The young-looking man's matter of fact tone stunned her once more, "Don't act like he's perfect by any means, no matter how much he means to you. Besides, love is not the be-all and end-all of any life, and there doesn't have to only be one love of your life. You may love Cent now, but what if he were dead? Eventually your heart may yearn and you would wish for someone else, then… you would have loved another."

"Even if that was true, that would be after he died!"

Sougo could only chuckle and shrug, "Do not be so quick to lock your heart away to a single man. Just know that you don't have to love me, nor do you have to pretend to; all you have to do is serve me. Your sisters are lathering me in plenty of that. In fact, if you so wish, you can visit your true love whenever you want, so long as you remain faithful to me in your body."

His words fell to silence for a few moments while Two frowned.

"Have you ever made love before?" She asked, shushing him as his mouth opened, "I don't mean straight up sex, I mean gentle, thorough love making that connects you with another through body and heart."

"You sound like Five," He sighed and shook his head, "I can't say that I have."

"Then you have no business talking about love and sex in the first place!" The bluenette chastised before sighing, "But I did make a promise, didn't I?" After another pause, she began to loop her fingers beneath the thin straps of her top, "If you let me take the lead and show you something new, then… I think I'm as ready as I will ever be for our future together."

"Not yet," Sougo placed a hand on her arm before she could slip the top off, "First, you must relinquish the seed of power within you."

"My seed?" Two gave him a curious look, but those very same words made a strange pulsing in her breath come to life.

All of a sudden, it felt like there was a thorn right next to her heart poking into her that made every beat complete agony. A pained hiss slid from her lips as her hand rushed towards her chest. The initial slap made the strange object slide right into her throat, catching there like a sticky burr and forcing her to cough. Every cough brought it further up until it finally flew out of her mouth into her hand, leaving her throat raw and stinging. Before the bluenette had a chance to see the seed, the alien thing was snatched from her hand by her new king and thrown through a golden portal.

Before she could even comprehend what just happened, Two found herself being pushed backwards onto the bed while slender hands ran up to her shoulders and slipped beneath the straps of her top. They were pulled halfway down her biceps before her hands could reach out, grab his arms, and stop his forceful stripping.

"I said let me take the lead!" She snapped, giving her would-be-lover a harsh look, "You haven't even given me time to catch my breath from whatever that was!"

It came as a surprise when he actually pulled away from her with a sly grin and put his hands up by his head, "Then by all means, take the lead."

Beneath the Demon King's intense stare, heat began to creep into her cheeks, and her hands began to tremble. After a moment to breathe, the kindhearted Intoner slipped her top off.

The sight of her full breasts bouncing as the thin cloth slid down her stomach brought an intense hunger to his eyes, as if he were a wolf looking at a succulent lamb. In a flash, Two stood up and let the top fall to her feet, grateful for the extra bit of distance, even if he didn't make a move towards her beyond the look, before beginning to undo her skirt. She almost considered slowing down a bit to put on a show, but images of Cent enjoying her dancing soured the idea. Instead, the bluenette quickly let her skirt follow the same path as her top and peeled her leggings off with no semblance of grace. The only pause she had was when it came time to stand back up from her crouch and reveal her soft body to the evil king. As much as she wanted to stay crouched forever, there was no missing the impatience in the young-looking man's eyes.

In a few moments, he was able to see her body clad only in those bicep length gloves, making him the only other man to see every inch of her creamy flesh. Those wolfish eyes dined on all of it like her body was a buffet. From her large breasts that jiggled every time she shifted from foot to foot to her flat, toned stomach, to her pussy covered by a well groomed triangle of blue hair that seemed to naturally point at her thick lower lips, to her plump thighs, he took all of it in with such intensity that she wished she had used an arm to cover her breasts and crotch.

"Seems like you still need to get into the mood," Sougo remarked after getting his fill of her delectable figure, "Do you want me to fix that?"

Two opened and closed her mouth a few times without making noise. One half of her wanted to just lay down on the bed and get everything over with, but the other wanted to prolong seeing, and feeling, his cock for as long as possible. Then, what Five said about his size flashed into her mind, making her decision easy.

"Yes," The simple word was hard to get out, "Just let me—"

The bluenette only made it as far as turning and beginning to bend over to crawl back onto the bed when the Demon King was suddenly kneeling behind her. There wasn't even time to gasp as his slender hands pulled at her thighs to give his tongue perfect access to her dry slit, not that it was dry for long.

Once more she found herself surprised by the demon king, surprised by just how gentle his tongue could be. The warm, wet muscle glided across her slit from her clit all the way to the base in a single stroke, pulling a gasp of pleasure and surprise from Two. That gasp seemed to spur the man on with lick after lick that pushed against her harder and lingered longer until her mound was coated in spit. Yet, as strangely good as the slurping felt, that tongue quickly began to dig too deeply between her lower lips and worked at her a bit too fast.

"Too rough," Two's words mingled with a light groan, and her hand reached back to push against Sougo's brown hair, "You need to treat me gently, work my… juices out, and really taste me."

To her surprise, the tongue obeyed her words and drew all the way back, leaving her wet pussy bare to the cool underground air, so she expected Sougo to berate her. Instead, he silently and gently pushed her forward until she was lying halfway on the bed then buried his face between her thighs once more. A few seconds passed with only warm breaths tickling her lower lips and making her lightly squirm before the overlord's tongue poked out once more. This time, only the tip glided across her slit. The motion was so light and gentle that it almost tickled, but the tickling quickly gave way to a familiar tingling when Sougo really began to move his tongue. Soon, the tip was lightly dancing across her and making her moan as every single prod and flick teased one of her sensitive spots just enough to make her mewl out in pleasure.

The shame in that cry didn't last long beneath her new lover's tender care. Nothing could have prepared her for the sheer skill Sougo would have, no matter how much her sisters went on and on about him.

His licks and flicks played across her pussy like it was a fine tuned instrument and he was the master, able to read her mewls like they were sheet music. In no time, sweet dew leaked from her as a reward for his masterful concert, getting deftly licked up without missing a beat. Without once becoming rough, Sougo had her core burning, her hands clenching at the sheets, and was gently dipping her into the warm fields of bliss in her mind. Not even her beloved was able to bring her to that point so easily with or without instruction.

Even more impressive was how easily he upped his pace. The change from light laps to more through and deep strokes was so seamless that Two would have thought he started that way. Yet, unlike last time, the way his tongue parted her lips and slipped inside to urge even more of her delicious juices wasn't rough; rather, it felt like the lanky man's warm muscle was nuzzling deep into her like a dog nuzzling its master. Soon, even his lips were kissing her much like a knight would kiss his princess, slow, soft, but oh so deep, parting her lips and drinking her precious drool. So much drool was already flowing from her that it felt like she was melting beneath her new lover's warm massage, and her hips began to rock against his face to urge him to lick deeper and faster. Ever the perfect gentleman, Sougo obliged her, following every signal and moan laced command until words could barely form through her languorous groans of bliss.

In a matter of minutes, all of her misgivings had been lost in that field of bliss. All other thoughts were pushed away by her new king's tongue pulsing with every gulp and doing its duty to keep her clean, showering in that warm wet love as he did so. Truly, nothing was better than being pampered like a princess until that wonderful buzz was flowing through her body and filling her brain with its tender hum, building and building with every moment until she was completely blanketed by the sweet smelling flowers in that vast field of bliss.

"Ohhhhhhh!~ Keep… Keep goiiii-ngh! I'm almost… almost there…"

Without her cries, it would have been easy for her lover to know just how close she was. His chin was no doubt dripping like he was caught in the rain, and his tongue could definitely feel the way her lips quivered around it. Yet, the way he lapped at her didn't change at all, staying at just the right speed and pressure to make her legs quiver and her groans lilt. Then, as if a dam burst inside of her, everything came flowing out at once.

Her groans turned to a happy shout, her legs turned to jelly, and all the pressure that built up in her core was finally released in a thick gush of juices, but Sougo managed to surprise her yet again. Instead of selfishly pulling away, his thick gulps could be heard over the whirlwind of bliss in her mind, only making every sensation feel all the more delightful. There was no better feeling than her king pampering her even more by showing how much he loved her taste and going so far as to glue his lips around her and suck the rest out. That last part came as a complete surprise that sent a shock through Two's entire body, making her back arch and her fingers twist at the sheets. All of his expert care kept her mind lounging in the blissful field longer than she ever had before, so long that it felt like her mind would melt until nothing but pleasure was left.

Then, it all began to fade, even with the amazing sucking. As her moans fell, her king's tongue moved more and more slowly in time with them, gently lowering her back to the silken sheets where she lightly gasped and wriggled against them. For a moment, Two could only lay there and bask in the warm afterglow while the face at her crotch pulled away to let the cool air rush across her sodden lips.

"That was—" The blue-haired Intoner barely stopped herself from gushing out her real feelings, " Acceptable. But you… you still have a… a long way to go before you can… call that love-making," Sougo's knowing chuckle made her flushed cheeks burn even brighter, "Well… why don't we see if you… you are half as gentle with your… cock."

Before she had a chance to turn over, the young-looking man's hands grabbed her waists and flipped her all the way over in a single motion, pulling a squeal from her lips and leaving her butt resting right on the edge of the bed with her legs hanging down. Her mouth opened to tell him off, but his hands were already opening his robes and letting his cock spring out. The huge rod of meat slapped against her crotch so hard that her words became another sharp squeal, and the sight of it filled her mind so much that no more thoughts could shine through. It truly was everything Five had described in lurid detail, all the way down to the way the veins pulsed, the manly musk, and Two couldn't help but think just how much it would put Cent to shame.

For just a second, she never felt more disgusted with herself for making such a comparison, then the reality of her situation fully hit her.

"I-I don't think I'm ready for that," Fear filled her voice at the thought that the member would soon be tearing into her, "I think I need some more time to loosen up."

"I really wouldn't worry," Sougo smiled a surprisingly reassuring smile that sure as hell didn't feel reassuring, "Your body can take more than you would ever believe."

"W-Well…" Two cut her eyes away, "Just let me decide the pace… alright?"

"Of course," Those same slender hands grabbed hers and guided them to his hips, "You are teaching me after all."

"Right…" She took a deep breath before pushing his hips back and letting the large cock drag off of her body until it was hovering near her entrance, "When you make love, you need to just re-relax, and…"

Her hand drifted down to take hold of the tip of his member, and the hot, throbbing flesh against her palm made her trail off. It took almost all of her bravery to pull it forward to rub the head between her lips, making sure it was nice and slick with her juices, but, even then, it was already spreading her lips so wide and looked like it would really tear her open. Two's body trembled with anticipation, her throat dryly clicked, her eyes looked up to meet her new king's gaze, and, to her surprise, the look in his eyes was gentle and comforting. Focusing on those eyes, she pushed the head inside.

It was almost as bad as she expected. The thick, rounded tip only managed to go a single inch deep before her walls were being spread more than ever before and a lancing of hot fire ran through her body. A pained whine escaped from her lips as it pushed deeper inside, but her hand wouldn't stop slowly pulling his hips forward. Instead, the hand guiding him moved to her pussy to spread her lips open, not that it helped everything slide in all that much. Just as the bluenette was wondering why her hands wouldn't stop, the burning began to feel sweet. In a split second, her whines turned from pain to pleasure while the now juice slicked hand on her crotch shot out to grab onto Sougo's other flat ass cheek to guide him forward more easily.

With the initial pain receding, it was easy for her mind to feel what her body felt. The member wasn't just stretching her but filling her, filling her completely. The flesh pressed against parts of her in ways Cent never did and filled her with so much more of his heat, as if she was being filled by a hot slab of rock. Deeper and deeper it slid inside, deeper and deeper it filled her until she began to feel… complete. Two's whines were quickly turning to thick moans, her nails were digging into her new partner's ass, her back was arching, then the heat hit her cervix.

Her body exploded into a ball of buzzing heat as an orgasm suddenly washed over her. His cock fit so perfectly inside that it felt like a key unlocking her body and letting a wave of her cum gush out around his turgid length. However, when her legs instinctively shot out to wrap around his waist to hold him tight, it was only her calves that caressed his hips. Through half lidded eyes, the bluenette looked down to find his cock only halfway inside, the sight only serving to make her moan even harder. In that single instant, the thought that he could fill her even more felt like the most wonderful thing in the world. Her body yearned to take him deeper, to pull him inside until their hips were fitting together like a puzzle, for him to show her why he was truly a king, and her hands obliged.

The first shift inside of her gushing walls was the most wonderful feeling in the world. His veiny rod slid against every inch of her sensitive folds and pushed against the tight throat of her cunt, and the way the round head pried her deepest reaches open was like heaven. All of the painful burn was drowned by the fields of pleasure wrapping her tightly, leaving nothing but an oh-so-perfect ache that grew deeper. His key found its way through her door with ease, unlocking something Cent never had the chance to, and filled her forbidden chamber. In no time, that small chamber was also full, making her entire body begin to melt away. Soon, all she could feel was that heat slowly growing inside of her inch by gentle inch as the last few lengths of his key pushed against her walls and made her belly bulge.

As soon as his hips ground against Two, her legs snapped out to wrap around his waist and hold him fast. The thought of him removing that amazing heat and leaving her empty felt like the worst idea in the world in her heat filled mind. Then, the heat began to fade, replaced by her sweat slicked skin arched against the bed, her thick, warbling moans, and the ache that pulsed in her guts.

"N-No wonder— ahn— my sisters love you," She panted out without thinking, a blush spreading as soon as she realized what she said.

"You shouldn't feel ashamed," Sougo chuckled, not even short of breath after her sloppy wringing, "There hasn't been a woman who hasn't fallen in love with my charms."

"That's not— That's not what you say— hnn— when making love," Two chastised him between huffs, "You need your lover— to feel like she's the— hfff— the only person in the world."

"Like this?" He bent over until his face was only an inch from hers and his chest was barely grazing her nipples, and, with one hand beside her head to steady himself, he grabbed her chin and tilted her head up, "Tonight, you are my only queen," The cheesy words shouldn't have made her feel anything but embarrassed on both of their behalfs, but, being the bleeding heart that she was, Two felt her heart thumping as he pulled her forward and her mouth opening slightly to take him in.

The kiss was sweet yet firm. His lips didn't quite have the softness or care she was used to, but there was something in the way that they immediately took control that made her lips tingle with delight. Before she knew it, Two was kissing him back and running her hands up to his hair to pull him in deeper. Despite his control, he remained gentle, letting her choose when to turn her head ever so slightly and part their lips, as if she truly was his queen getting what she wanted. And what she wanted was to pull him even closer until his chest was smashing her breasts and his flat stomach was locking against hers like two pieces in, and she wanted to slide her tongue past their lips to twine into his. As they kissed, her hand slid down his back and to his flat rear, staying there as her heart debated on what to do.

On one hand, her new king felt amazing, enough to make her melt from just a kiss, but, on the other hand, all thoughts of Cent were fading fast. Could she really let herself fall, even if it was nothing more than to sate her carnal desires? Almost as if he knew of the thoughts whirling in her mind, Sougo kissed her even more deeply and slid a hand between their chests to cup one of her soft breasts. The sudden squeeze of his fingers sent a jolt of fire deep into her belly that washed away all of her doubts. After a few more seconds of dancing with his tongue, the bluenette broke away with a gasp and string of spit before looking him in the eyes.

"A-Alright, but you need… you need to work on your sweet talk… Now… go slow and let yourself melt into it all, you want both of us to feel connected together with movements like waves… against the… shore…" She trailed off when she saw Sougo's expression, "Don't laugh at it… it makes more sense when you experience it…"

"Only if I experience it with you."

The cheeky jerk knew exactly what he was doing, yet Two couldn't find it in her to care. Those words dug right into her very soul to make it ache, an ache that could only be healed by one thing. The hand in his hair pulled him back down into that same deep kiss, quickly returning to where they left off while her other hand slid back up their bodies to cup the hand on her breast and gently squeezed it. That was all the signal he needed. His mouth took over the kiss, his hands began a deep, thorough massage that made her back arch with ecstasy, and his hips began to slowly draw out of her. Before he had even pulled back to her entrance, the bluenette was already falling back into the warm fields in her mind.

The first thrust pushed into her for an eternity, as if her king was trying to test just how slowly he could enter. Yet, it wasn't slow enough. Even an eternity of feeling that heat creeping towards her womb, pushing into it and digging into her stomach wouldn't have been enough to douse the flames flickering in her core. Then, he began to speed up his strokes, working towards a smooth, steady rhythm that scratched all of her itches over and over again until she lost track of the bursts of pleasure. Two's world was quickly fading away into a mess of heat and bliss, so she grabbed even more tightly against her king as he slowly became the only real thing in the world, until they began to meld together, until all that was left was a ball of pleasure.

Vaguely, as if from far away, she felt the man slowly begin to relax beneath her fingers. His thrusts began to come with less calculated movements as did his tongue, and, before long, it truly felt like her king wasn't toying with her anymore. He was loving her, ravaging her, caressing all of her soft curves until her body was burning bright like a star, so brightly that it burned her mind. Then, those sensations faded into bliss, as did the sounds of her muffled moaning and his muffled grunts.

Two was all alone in that warm field as the grass tickled her skin and the smell of sweet roses filled her nose. It all felt so real when she ran her fingers through it all, every sleek blade and velvety petal making her body tingle and burn. A cool breeze was all that kept her from burning up into flames. Every time the wind rolled over her sweat slicked skin, a languorous moan left her lips, and her back arched into the air, making her breasts kiss the sky. Yet, foreboding clouds rolled above as the breeze picked up into a fervent wind that buffeted her faster and faster. The closer the clouds came to blotting out the sky the more the wind roared, becoming an intense gale that tore a loving cry from her lips. Soon, the sun was completely hidden behind dark clouds, the wind became a cyclone beginning to lift her weightlessly in the air, then the rain began to pour.

The first few drops felt like heaven on her skin, met only moments later by hundreds of the tiny droplets. Sweet relief washed over her and swept her away into a pool of ecstasy that washed over every inch of her being. Slowly, the water faded back into the silken, sweat soaked sheets of the bed, and the pressure once more became the weight of the man above her.

The bluenette somehow stayed connected to her lover despite all of her moaning and writhing, her tongue still twined around his, and her hands still clenched around his body. The young-looking man hadn't even slowed as her walls quivered and gushed around his pistoning member. It was almost as if the last few minutes were nothing to him, so she finally broke the kiss once more.

"Are— hfff— Are you not— Are you not enjoying me?" The question hurt to ask, almost tearing her apart, but it was met by a chuckle.

"Why would— hnn— you think that?" Sougo's mouth pressed into her neck, giving Two a long string of gentle kisses that made her gasp and grind against him, "You're one of— of the best women I have— ngh— ever had."

"But— But you're still— ahn— unsatisfied."

"Don't worry about that— hnn— just let the pleasure wash— wash over you. I won't be long."

After a single moment of hesitation, the bluenette pulled him back into a deep kiss and followed her own advice. In no time, she was back in that field of pleasure, writhing and moaning with every second.

It was impossible to tell how long the king of time made love to her. Minutes slipped into hours into days into years into an eternity, and she lost track with every shuddering orgasm. Even those were impossible to count as they came one after another until she melted into a gushing puddle that could barely hold onto her lover. She never wanted to let go. The thin body pinning her once muscular form so easily and guiding her through each storm without fail felt like a safety net beneath her fingers, a guarantee that if she never let go she would always return from the depths of her mind, no matter how muddled her thoughts became. Never in her life had she been so thoroughly loved or had that fire deep inside of her been quenched, but that fire was only a small ember that needed a single thing to be fully doused.

A handful of eternities later, Two felt it, a throb in the heat. Her heart immediately skipped a beat, her moans pitched, and her legs clenched tightly around his waist. The silent beg was all it took for one last stroke to fill her up with that heat and to pull one last lustful groan from Sougo. Then, her body was being filled with a new, wet heat, a heat so powerful it nearly scalded her insides and doused the last embers of need. The bluenette couldn't even moan with joy while her stomach stretched from the virile load, only letting out sweet gasps right into his mouth and hold Sougo tight. It took a full minute for him to finish releasing his seed inside, long enough for her stomach to swell up and plenty of the thick, white stream to ooze from between her legs, all while even more bliss filled the kind-hearted Intoner.

It ended far too soon, and, when the young-looking man slid out of her, a longing sigh left her lips. He flopped to the side of the bed panting while his skin glistened in the light, but he didn't have much time to bask in the cool air before Two threw an arm over him and pulled him close, clinging tightly and resting her head on his skinny shoulder.

For a moment, they cuddled in silence as their hearts raced in unison, then the woman spoke.

"...What's next?" Her question seemed to echo in the room, "You have my body and my very life, so what will you do now?"

After a pause, Sougo replied, "As long as you stay loyal, that's up to you. However, your sisters do need you, and it's hard to deal with them alone, especially if I wish to rule."

"I'm surprised you think about them that much," The bluenette admitted with a frown.

"Why wouldn't I?" The overlord shrugged as much as he could from his position, "Better to have a happy harem than dissenters. Besides, I did promise Zero to save her family."

"She asked you to do that?" She propped herself up on one arm to give him a dubious look.

"She didn't have to. Her memories made it quite clear what she longed for, no matter what she says otherwise."

"Really?" Two settled down against his chest with a yawn before forming a satisfied grin, "I knew she was just a big softie! Maybe the future isn't as scary as it seems."

"Oh, it is," Sougo chuckled, and a strange, solid yellow and grey device appeared in his hand, "But I will tear it all down, and you will help me. If you want it, you can have this Ridewatch that can help you master control over your ever growing strength and pave the path yourself."

With a careful and slow hand, Two took the advanced looking watch, taking a moment or two to simply marvel at it and its practically alien design unlike anything she had seen in this or any of the lands she and her sisters owned, "Does this one a have specific name or…?"

"Agito."

" Agito." Two repeated, testing the name on her tongue and finding it quite nice, "Maybe…" She hesitated, " Maybe I can give you a chance… if only for my sisters,"

"Do or don't, it doesn't matter to me so long as you stand out of the way of my path of conquest," With that, he closed his eyes and left the woman alone with a fading smile.

"...You couldn't just leave a good moment unsoiled, could ya?" The bluenette sighed and snuggled closer to him, too tired to flip around, "But maybe there is a good king in you yet."

As Two settled herself for the night and closed her bright blue eyes, her lover's own brown pair opened once more, his brow furrowing in quiet contemplation.

"...Maybe."