Sanity count: 12
"Is that high?" Hellastic asked. When given a random number, the context behind it was important if he wanted to determine the true magnitude of the number. If it was a percentage, then that number would be low. But if it was a fraction, perhaps one out of 12, then it would be remarkably high.
"That's…" Dobermann started, staring at the number in shocked silence.
"Surprisingly low," Ace finished for her. He scratched his chin contemplatively. "Especially considering you've just replenished not long ago."
"A side effect of my amnesia, maybe?" Hellastic stipulated. The constant feeling of his memories being there, but just out of reach, was frustrating him to no end. It was like he was grasping at thin air, trying to remember anything from the past.
"Maybe. But don't think too much about it, Dokutah. We can worry about it once we get back to Rhodes Island. Let's focus on rendezvousing with the others first."
"Sure thing."
Amiya didn't mention the dirty thoughts that formed in a deep, dark corner of her mind, one that sparked an odd feeling inside her. If Dokutah loses sanity at a higher rate than normal, he needs to replenish more, which means…
She shook her head, trying her best to dispel these dark thoughts.
Their discussion was interrupted by a knock on the door. "It's Ikeshon and Swift."
"Enter."
"Our surveillance drones and Recon teams have come back with a report," Ikeshon said upon entering the room. "Good news is we've determined possible routes we can take to the agreed upon Rendezvous point. Bad news is there's an approaching catastrophe."
"Mix that in with the mass riots led by Reunion happening outside in the streets of Chernobog and we've got a dangerous situation on our hands," Swift chimed in. "From what we've seen, the local police force has been more than ineffective at keeping the rioters in check. Worse still, we've sighted a Reunion multiple commander among the mix as well as other, dangerous, high priority targets."
Hellastic took the report from Swift. "Good work you two. Now get some rest. We move in 10."
"Doctor, surveillance drones spotted a medium sized squad of Reunion soldiers three clicks ahead," Komyun reported.
"Any way we can avoid them?" Hellastic asked.
"The route we're taking should avoid them," Komyun answered. Noticing the questioning gaze the Doctor directed at her, she quickly added, "There are Ursus citizens among them as well. Likely hostages."
Amiya's eyes widened at the statement. "Dokutah! We have to save them!"
"Hold on a second, Amiya!" Dobermann said, grabbing onto the distressed girl's shoulder. "We can't go making hasty decisions without a plan."
"But they'll die!"
"Amiya, listen. Taking in refugees and fighting avoidable battles will only lead to more casualties. As the Leader of Rhodes Island, you have to think about the operators under you and what to prioritize. With our main objective secured and an incoming catastrophe, our current and only goal should be to leave Chernobog as soon as possible," Dobermann scolded. Then, with a softer tone of voice, she added, "As much as we like to, we can't save everyone."
"Dobermann…"
"No."
"Dokutah?"
"We can still save them."
"Doctor!? What are you saying? You're supposed to be the most rational one here."
"I know you really want to save them too, Dobermann," Hellastic said. He knew that as much as it pained her, Dobermann had to be logical and not let emotions influence her decisions. From the previous battle, he saw the desperation she displayed as she tried to save the Guard's life. "And we can. We will."
The Reunion squad was isolated from all other detectable enemies. Taking them out with a quick ambush before reinforcements can arrive should be an easy enough task for him. A low risk operation, if done right.
"Dokutah…"
"Well, our commander has spoken. You'll see no objections on my end," Ace proclaimed.
"Ace… Alright, I'm with the Doctor as well," Ace's second in command guard said.
"The Doctor's tactical prowess in the last battle showed volumes of his skills as a commander. You have my full cooperation," Longshot agreed as well.
"If it's the Doctor leading us, we'll win for sure," Swift said without a hint of hesitation. In the previous battle, when he and his team wound up at a dead end, he thought for sure they were going to die. Yet the Doctor managed to turn the tides of battle significantly in their favor.
"I want to save them too!"
"I'll do it for a reward, Doctor~"
One by one, all operators were proclaiming their willingness to follow the Doctor, some even to their deaths, others with more questionable motives. In the brief time he'd been awake, the Doctor has already garnered the loyalty of all these operators.
"Everyone… thank you," Amiya said, gratitude deep in her words. "Silent we shall be if conflict is avoidable. But we shall fight tooth and nail if we deem it necessary. We are Rhodes Island and that is our creed!"
"Mama, where are these scary white men taking us?" a frightened Ursus child asked her mom while grabbing on tightly to her hand. "Mama, I'm… I'm scared."
"I-It's going to be okay, Eva. Everything will be okay," the mother responded in a shaky tone. Her attempts to reassure her daughter proved futile, the words she spoke hollow and with no real substance behind it.
"Mama, I don't… I don't want to die."
"You won't, dear. I promised your father you'll live. And I'll make sure you do, even if I… Even if I die in the process." She muttered the last bit quietly to herself. But the words she said and the way she spoke them. It was no longer hollow, but filled with determination. Her husband sacrificed himself so they could live on, and she wasn't going to throw that away.
Grabbing a pendant which contained an image of her, her husband, and Eva, she held onto it tightly and prayed.
"Oi! Quit walking so slow!" a Reunion soldier yelled impatiently at an elderly grandma who was struggling to keep up with the rest of the pack. His mask, unlike the other soldiers, had three scar-like marks on it, likely to represent seniority or combat experience.
"M-My legs, they don't work like they used to," the grandma stuttered out.
"No excuses!" the squad leader said. Mercilessly, he brought his fist down on the old Ursus lady. She crumpled down from the force, a pool of blood forming around her head.
"H-Hey, don't you think you've killed enough already?" a concerned Reunion soldier said. If you looked back at the path they took, you'd see a trail of bodies representing the fury the squad leader took out on the innocent civilians.
"It will never be enough. The unending suffering they inflicted against us infected, their deaths only serve to sooth our quelling rage."
"While I may agree with your sentiment," a veteran caster piped in, "try to at least leave some alive. We don't want to arrive at the Town Square empty handed."
"Fine. I'll refrain myself from killing anymore until we've arrived," the squad leader relented. "The Execution Exhibit we'll put on at the Town Square for all to see. It will be most amusing…"
"It ought to be a good show of power, showing those uninfected that we're coming for them."
"It'll teach them a lesson, that's for sure."
"I wonder how much uninfected scum the other squadrons managed to snag."
"Definitely more than us, considering how much the boss has killed."
"Shut it you! Or you'll soon find yourselves joining them!"
The comment brought forth laughs from the Reunion soldiers and a further sense of fear from the Ursus civilians.
BOOM!
Suddenly, a large explosion went off from their flank.
Phase 1
Tripwire, with the aid of Komyun and Ikeshon, will set off a remotely detonable bomb. This will act as a distraction to hopefully cause some Reunion soldiers to investigate, splitting them apart and causing mild amounts of panic and confusion.
"What was that!?" the Reunion squad leader yelled out in shock, covering his ears.
"An explosion sir!"
"I know it was an explosion!" the leader replied back exasperated. "I want to know what caused it though you dimwits. You four, go investigate. The rest, keep a close eye on our Ursus friends. Any funny movements and you have permission to kill."
"Yes sir!"
Phase 2
As a small contingent of Reunion soldiers are going to the explosion site to investigate, Amiya and snipers, who have snuck up onto a surrounding building and were hiding up until this point, reveal themselves and open fire on the distracted and split up soldiers. Further panic and confusion follows, leading to hasty decision making.
"Argh!"
"The hell!?"
"Tch! There's a caster and multiple snipers in that building!" the exposed Reunion leader said. They had no cover, so either they had to run, which wasn't a viable option with their hostages, or go up the building and take them down. "Return fire! You guys, go up there and take those fuckers down!"
Phase 3
Ambush the Reunion soldiers who have split up to go take care of Amiya and the snipers with Dobermann's squad. Then, close in on the remaining Reunion soldiers.
"Ahhh!"
"Enemy ambush! Ack!"
"It's all going to shit! It's all going to fucking shit!" the Reunion commander cried in panicked frustration. "Damn it! Damn it all!"
"Surrender yourselves now!" Dobermann said. "And you'll live."
Phase 4
In a desperate attempt to fight back, the Reunion soldiers will most likely use the Ursus civilians as hostages. Once they see us acting all hesitant, they'll think the advantage is on their side, not noticing the ambush that is about to drop down on them.
"Stop right there!" the Reunion leader yelled desperately. "Another step and they die!"
They had crossbows and swords pointed at the Ursus civilians' necks, and casters ready to fire off arts at a moments notice.
"Ace, deploy your squad behind the Reunion's soldiers," Hellastic commanded. "Strike fast and take them down faster."
"Roger."
The Reunion members didn't know what hit them,
"Good work everyone! We may have achieved perfect victory, but we still can't let our guard down."
"Amiya, do you always say that after each battle?" Hellastic asked.
"I-I do. What's wrong with it, Dokutah?"
"Nothing, just wondering."
"Get away from me!" a woman shrieked from afar. A commotion seemed to be happening up ahead involving Rhodes Island's operators and the Ursus civilians they rescued.
"What seems to be the problem here?" Amiya asked once she arrived on scene. Noticing the state of the frightened Ursus civilians, she quickly connected the dots. To the wrong conclusion that is. "Are you guys okay? Oh! One of you is hurt. Medic!"
"Get away from me and my daughter, you infected monsters!" the woman yelled, fear in her eyes. She hugged her daughter to herself protectively.
A downcast expression formed on Amiya, but she quickly squashed it. "We're just trying to-"
"Amiya, that's enough," Hellastic said, stopping the girl. He put a hand on her shoulder. "We've done our job now, they've been rescued. It's time to go now."
"But some of them are still injured! And they might get captured again if we leave them here!"
"They're also in no state of mind to accept our help."
He turned to see two wounded male Ursus civilians refusing medical aid from their medics. "Why should I trust the stuff infected scum like you give us? You're just trying to trick us, aren't you?"
"Get lost, infected! Nobody asked for your help."
"While it's true that discrimination against infected runs rampant in Ursus, it is also Rhodes Island's duty to help those in need. Please Dokutah," Amiya pleaded with puppy dog (bunny girl?) eyes and upturned lips, too cute for Dokutah to handle. "We'll just help the wounded and leave."
"We've already come this far," Dobermann, who had been eavesdropping thus far, joined in. "Going a bit further won't cause too much trouble."
Hellastic's heart just couldn't turn down Amiya, his defenses crumbling like a stack of cards in a hurricane, while Dobermann's words aided in his next decision. "Fine. It's risky, but I suppose it's our job as a pharmaceutical company. Make it quick though."
"Dokutah… Thank you!"
As Amiya and the other operators attempted to comfort and help the Ursus Civilians, Hellastic went his own separate way to speak with his two support operators.
"Komyun, Ikeshon, I want you two to be extra vigilant in tracking enemy movements with your drones and keeping a sharp eye out for any threats or attacks."
"Understood."
Staying in one place for too long in enemy occupied territory was bad. Staying in a place where you just took down the enemy was even worse.
"Your drones are still recording, right?" Hellastic asked after a bit of contemplative silence.
"Yup! And all the data and recordings are being sent back to Rhodes Island's Data Hub."
He checked PRTS. The new changes for enemy info were now present. While his brain excelled at memorisation, pattern recognition, and strategizing, it didn't hurt to have a data bank filled with all accumulated information they experienced so he could reference it at any time.
Experimentally, he clicked on one.
Enemy Type: Light Armored, Basic Melee Reunion Soldier
Enemy Info: One of Reunion's basic melee soldiers, essentially fodder. They are an unorganized bunch, equipped with illegally obtained gear and a mask to conceal their identity. They are irrational, untrained, and are fueled by their revenge against the uninfected.
Over on Amiya's side of things, things seemed to be going surprisingly well. Her friendly nature easily breaking down the prejudiced walls of the Ursus civilians block by block; it was like she had extensive experience dealing with these kinds of people.
"..."
Hellastic watched from afar as Amiya crouched down to give the little Ursus girl a piece of candy. Said Ursus girl's expression bursted into a wide smile once she munched down on the bar. It was a sight that could melt even the coldest of hearts.
"Doctor, bad news!" Ikeshon suddenly called out. "Our drones lost sight of a large squad of Reunion soldiers over on the east side of the city."
"Strange, I've lost connection with a few of my drones over on the City Square," Komyun reported uneasily. "I have a bad feeling about this…"
Hellastic hoped it had to do with the incoming catastrophe messing up with their signal. An unlikely, but favorable possibility. Either way, they had to get on the move.
"Amiya!" He called out. "We're…" he trailed off upon noticing a strange fog form out of nowhere.
"Doctor, we've just lost signal to more of our drones! Including the one monitoring this area!"
He cursed himself for being too relaxed. If this was the same sizable squad that suddenly went missing on their maps not long ago, then they moved fast as a unit. Taking them down wouldn't be easy. And with their forces spread out, disorganized from the fog and distracted helping Ursus civilians, they'd be easy pickings.
However, right as he was about to whip out PRTS and assume command of the situation, he was kidnapped by a girl with red hair in a black hoodie.
"Dokutah, you called!" Amiya said, dragging the little Ursus girl, Eva with her. Compared to her mother, Eva had warmed up quite fast to her rescuers, much to the former's displeasure. Even going as far as calling her Amiya Onee-san. "Dokutah…? Komyun, Ikeshon, where's Dokutah?"
"H-Huh? He was right here moments ago…"
It didn't take long before the weight of the gravity of the situation hit the Ursus Civilian's rescuers, for they had become the ones in need of rescuing.
"Take out the commander, and the rest of his men fall so easily," his kidnapper said as he lay on the ground helpless whilst she sat on top of him. Despite his predicament, a traitorous part of his body remained positive, vigilant, and standing upright, the feeling of her slender legs straddling his lower half erasing any feelings of panic from him replacing the emotion with the horny.
"Warning: Low Sanity."
"Thank you PRTS," he couldn't help but mutter to himself. How does one mute this device? "Say, what's your name?" he suddenly asked his kidnapper.
He received an 'are you serious look' in return. As if to further prove his idiocracy, she brandished a knife against his throat, a warning leaving her mouth. "Say another stupid thing like that again and I'll be silencing you for good."
"..."
Taking his silence as compliance to her commands, she continued talking. "I'm looking for someone. You know who I'm talking about, after all, you two were very close. Now, tell me everything you know."
Hellastic's mind was drawing blanks as he did his utmost to remember. Whoever she was talking about, he didn't have the slightest clue regarding their identity or whatever relationship he had with them. Hell, he didn't even know who he was talking to.
"Warning: Low Sanity."
If he was going to respond, he'd have to choose his words very carefully, her threat still fresh in his mind. "I have… amnesia."
A knife was stabbed into the ground beside him, a fierce glare directed his way. "Don't give me that bullshit. No way you just happen to conveniently 'lose' your memories at a time like this. I thought I said to say no more stupid things."
Okay, so she didn't take his response too kindly. His lower body however, took any responsive movement from her very kindly.
"I really don't know," he said, trying his best to convince the girl the truth. By now, she was leaned in on top of him, arms on either side of his head, their faces inches apart. Her eyes searched his with a gaze that could pierce through the toughest of defense. Still, he just leaned upwards a bit…
"Warning: Low Sanity."
"Can you get your stupid fucking device to shut up," she complained in annoyance. Then, her face softened, and her body language changed to be less threatening. She became less tense, and no longer seemed to be on the verge of striking and killing him with her knife. "So you really don't remember, huh? Must be tough having your memories gone."
"You believe me?" Hellastic asked in surprise. From the way things were going, he certainly did not expect such a quick change of heart from the girl.
"Sure do," she replied, raising herself so their faces were no longer inches apart. "I can sniff out a liar with ease. Right now, my senses are telling me the truth," she explained whilst tapping her nose.
While her words were a relief for Hellastic to hear, he still lay on the ground defenseless, helpless, and vulnerable; He wasn't so quick to jump to the conclusion that he was safe just yet, especially when his fate lay in the hands of an enemy assassin.
"Warning: Low Sanity"
"Yes, I know I'm low on sanity" He couldn't help but reply to the inanimate object. "But does it look like I'll be able to refill it anytime soon? Exactly, so please kindly stop reminding me."
His kidnapper looked at him confused and concerned. "Hey Doc, you gotta take your pills or something?" she asked, wrongly assuming that 'sanity' was some sort of code word for drugs or something.
"It's hard to explain…" he responded, taken aback by the sudden casualness she displayed. Doc? That certainly was a first. "But I guess you could say that…"
"I guess we all need our own ways to cope with life."
She stared off into the open, her eyes telling a story of tragedy and sorrow.
"So, you gonna get off me or…?" Hellastic asked after a bit of silence. Secretly, he was hoping that she'd say no. Unfortunately, his more rational side knew that he had to return to his operators as soon as possible.
"Sorry, but no can do. I'll never hear the end of it from Mephisto if I let you spoil his fun."
Noting down the name she just dropped, he asked, "But you're not gonna kill me, right?"
She fell silent for a bit at the question, the lack of a response raising some alarms in his head. Maybe he should have kept his mouth shut.
"Ever since my parents died, I've stopped at nothing to find those responsible. I've killed plenty already on my journey for revenge, no need to stain my hands with more innocent lives. Besides, you're one of my biggest leads, Doc. No memory, no matter. I'm a patient gal, and I know you'll get your memories back, sooner or later. Right Doc?"
"Wanna have sex then?" He suddenly blurted out. Regret came crashing down on him as soon as those words left his mouth. Maybe it was the Zero-Sanity affecting him. Maybe it was her tragic story moving him to help her in any way possible - he did recall doing the deed with Dobermann and Amiya clearing his head a bit. Or maybe he was just horny from having a girl of his kidnapper's caliber sitting on him for the past few minutes.
Either way, he probably could have worded that better.
"Wait! It's not what it sounds like!" he pleaded as the red haired girl raised her knife in preparation to stab him.
"Warning: Low Sanity"
"The fuck did I say about saying stupid shit like that!?"
"You gotta believe me! I-I think it might be able to bring my memories back!"
"...Talk," she said, her voice laced with steel as she lowered the knife. He was walking on thin ice here, one wrong step and he'd have his jugular sliced.
So, he took a deep breath, composed himself, and explained everything that happened when he woke up. Well, not everything, just the most important bits. All while he explained, his kidnapper observed him with narrowed eyes, as if trying to just catch a hint of a lie. She didn't.
Then, the impossible happened. Letting out a long sigh, she made a decision. "You asked for my name earlier, right? Well, it's Lyudmila, but you can call me Crownslayer."
"You can call me Hellastic then. But why the sudden name drop?" he asked the now identified Crownslayer.
What she said next short circuited his brain. "It's only fair you learn my name when we're about to get it on, don't you think, Hellastic?"
Only Ace called him by his real name. Apparently they were close friends. Every other operator called him Doctor, or in Amiya's case, Dokutah. Having someone, especially if this someone was the enemy, call him by his real name sparked a weird feeling inside him. Oh, and the fact that they were gonna have sex on top of sharing names didn't help. Was she really that desperate for his memories to return?
Hellastic stared in shocked silence as Crownslayer began stripping. Her hood came off first, then her shoes, pants, shirt, and finally her underwear. She sat stark naked on his thighs, her clothing thrown haphazardly around the place. Despite everything, her mask remained on.
He dared not voice it outloud, but she seemed a bit too eager for this.
Her hands trailed teasingly slow to his crotch, taking her sweet time to unbuckle his belt and pull his pants down.
"Let's see how much you're packing," Crownslayer whispered sultrily. Pulling back the Doctor's pants, his cock sprang forth instantly after having been restricted for so long, revealed for all the world to see. Crownslayer couldn't help but involuntarily let out a whistle at the size. Already, she could feel herself getting wet, her pussy salivating at the thought of having some so girthy and thick inside her.
She got to work immediately, her hands stroking the shaft. Lowering herself, she nuzzled and licked the tip of Hellastic's cock, eliciting a groan of approval.
"Don't you think you're a little too excited for this?" he asked once Crownslayer stopped her brief preparatory work. She seemed much too eager to have his dick inside of her.
In response, Crownslayer squeezed his cock with a bit of force, the hidden message clear: don't say stupid stuff like that again.
"Just a heads up, Doc: don't take this the wrong way. I'm doing this for you to regain your memories only." Crownslayer said as she rubbed the tip against her entrance, though she sounded more like she was convincing herself than anything. Pursuing revenge left little time for relief. Her wetness was clear as day.
"I won't."
"Good. Now get ready, cause I'll be fucking your brains out. And don't you dare disappoint me."
Crownslayer would sorely regret these words later on, but for the time being, she had absolute confidence in herself and her skills. She was going to give Hellastic an experience he'll never forget. Aligning his dick with her pussy, she slammed herself all the way down in one fell swoop, his massive dick penetrating into the deepest depths of her pussy.
"Oh fuck~!" she cried out. In her mind, she pictured the Doctor finishing quickly. Yet here she was, cumming immediately upon penetration. But who could blame her? Doc's cock was simply divine with the way it seemed to hit all her sweet spots, and then some, igniting every nerve cell inside her with a blazing fury of unrelenting pleasure.
Yet she couldn't let Hellastic have this victory, not with the words she said earlier. She had her pride damnit. So, without adjusting to the size or letting herself recover for a moment, she lifted herself up so that his cock once again teased her entrance. A moment later, without an ounce of hesitation, she slammed herself back down.
"Hnn~! Fuck…!"
Then again. And again. And again.
No matter how overstimulated and overwhelmed she felt, Crownslayer kept raising her hips and plunging herself back down, riding Hellastic with abandon. She grit her teeth in frustration as she experienced orgasm after orgasm, a string of profanities leaving her mouth, while the Doctor seemed no closer to finishing than when she first started.
"Hnn! God fucking damn it Doc~!" she cried out as she dropped down, quivering on his cock, panting. Her body couldn't take anymore.
For Hellastic, this was a feeling he never experienced before. Up until now, he had been the one doing all the heavy lifting. Having someone else ride him, especially with such force and intensity, was beyond exhilarating. Shame Crownslayer had reached her limit so soon. He was beginning to think his dick was arts enhanced or something with the way girls crumbled under its penetration.
He didn't waste much more time thinking about it, opting instead to take action and satiate the need to release and claim the girl on top of him. Grabbing both of her ass cheeks, Hellastic stood up. Crownslayer's eyes widened in surprise at the Doctor's sudden bold movements. Instinctively, her legs looped around his waist and her arms wrapped around his neck.
"I'm gonna show you how to really fuck someone's brain out," Hellastic whispered into Crownslayers ear. "I'll fuck you so hard that by the end of this, you won't even be able to stand."
She shuddered at Doc's words. Her body was filled with a mix of fear and anticipation. Did she regret her decision to have sex with Hellastic? Well, judging by the arousal she oozed, and the countless orgasms she experienced courtesy of his cock, she'd have to answer with a resounding no.
In fact, she could see herself getting addicted.
"Bet."
She didn't know why she decided to taunt him like that when she knew now that he very much had the power to do that. Perhaps some part of her wanted to be dominated. To be made into nothing but a senseless fucktoy to satisfy the demands of the enemy. Yeah, that was it. Gone were her previous notions of being the one in charge, long since thrown out a window.
Hellastic heard enough. Roughly grabbing her ass cheeks, he began ruthlessly plowing into her.
"Holy shit~!" Crownslayer practically howled in ecstasy. If any of his operators heard and investigated, they'd stumble upon quite the sight. A sight of the Doctor turning the Reunion Assassin Commander into a whore for his cock.
The nonstop, unending sound of flesh against smacking against flesh mixed in with Crownslayer's unhindered cries of pleasure was music to his ears. He was glad he was finally able to break her walls down, her moans no longer suppressed. Now, all that was left was to completely break her.
"O-Oh Doc~! Fuck me! Harder! Make me your bitch!"
Not one to disappoint, he did just that, pounding her like a jackhammer on steroids.
"Oh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck~!"
Who would have thought the Doctor would be an absolute beast at sex? His strength and vigor seemed to appear out of nowhere. Crownslayer felt her mind slowly breaking from the stream of unending orgasms, her pussy nothing but a source of mind shattering pleasure. Yet she loved every moment of it.
Over on the other end, Hellastic enjoyed himself immensely as he mercilessly ravaged Crownslayer's insides to his heart's, and dick's, content. The fact that he seemed to last longer after each sanity replenishment session was icing on the cake.
"Hnn~! Hellastic~~!" Crownslayer wailed into his shoulder. The continuous stream of mind blowing orgasm was slowly being too much for her to handle. She could feel herself breaking at this rate. And for some reason, she was all for it. "Break me! Ruin me! Make it so I'll never be satisfied by anything else again!"
When Crownslayer said his name, a fire was ignited inside him. The first time a female had said it, in a moment of passion no less, added fuel to the fire of plowing Crownslayer into oblivion.
"Lyudmila!" Hellastic growled out, returning the favor. His voice was possessive, passionate, provocative. The use of their real names served as an extra layer of intimacy while also adding onto the intensity of his thrusts.
At this point, Crownslayer's cries of pleasure lost all meaning. Nothing but a string of words, most of them profanities, some probably in another language, left her mouth as she ascended past cloud 9.
The closer Hellastic came to finishing, the wilder and more desperate his thrusts became. Crownslayer's legs and arms tightened, her grip around him like a vice as if sensing impending release. With one final hard thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, emptying his massive load.
"Hellastic~~~!"
Crownslayer saw stars as she was sent over to the afterlife, the unending loop of orgasms too much for her body and mind to handle, the final thrust being the leaf that broke the camel's back. His seed flooded into her, filling her up to the brim and painting her insides white. He had claimed her. She was his, now and forever.
Her walls clenched around his cock, eagerly milking every last drop. But the sheer volume proved to be too much. She was pumped full of the Doctor's thick, creamy, white cum - it was like a firehose was shooting inside her.
Finally, he pulled out, still cumming, painting her navel and tits white in a beautiful display of artistry. His cum was hot and viscous. Crownslayer wanted to take a bath in it, but she'll settle for the shower.
"15 Sanity Restored."
"That's not a lot," she heard Hellastic say out loud to himself. His next words stopped her in her tracks. Not that she was going anywhere with her limbs still wrapped around him. "You down for round two?"
His cock was pressed against her stomach, twitching still. More importantly, it was still rock-hard and she swore it grew bigger in size. Over on her side, Crownslayer's pussy was still crying from the abuse the Doctor dealt it, a waterfall of thick, viscous cum slowly falling out of it.
"I-I'm all… yours," she weakly replied. Her body likely couldn't take anymore, but as the Hellastic's new self proclaimed fucktoy, it was her duty to acquiesce to every one of his demands.
Taking her answer as an approval for more, he rubbed his tip against her entrance gently, preparing for another round. The action sent a jolt, no, a shockwave of electrifying, mind numbing pleasure so intense through her that she fainted on the spot, her body going limp in his arms.
"Warning: Please do not replenish sanity from the same individuals in such a short frame of time. Adverse side effects may apply."
"Bummer," he sighed, gently laying down Crownslayer. His dick was still hard and raring to go, the sight of her cum covered body not helping with matters.
"22 sanity, huh?" He read out loud. At this rate, he'd need an assistant to accompany him on missions for whenever he needed refilling. Multiple in fact, considering the cooldown, the length still a mystery. Amiya first came to mind. The girl never wanted to leave her side, so he'll grant her that wish.
Looking around, he noticed that the heavy mist lingered despite the controller being out cold. He had a suspicion that the fog blocked access to his location while also preventing any sound from reaching the outside world.
"Might as well keep my promise," he said, scribbling down a note and laying it next to the unconscious form of Crownslayer.
I don't know much, but I do know the person you're looking for is in Lungmen right now. That's all I was able to recall. If you want to know more and unlock more of my memories, you know what to do.
He added that last part on a whim.
Gazing at the unconscious form of Crownslayer, he resisted the urge to strip her of her last piece of clothing: her mask. He very nearly caved into his desires numerous times. The sound of heavy, clanking footsteps snapped him out of his reverie.
Out from the mist appeared a knight. One that he could only describe as radiant.
AN: The chapter was originally supposed to be Nearl's until I wrote the Crownslayer's scene and thought: boy do I wish I was the Doctor in that scenario. And then things went downhill from there.
IndraAshura, Guest - Ch'en will appear and have her go much much sooner than you'd expect. I'll integrate Swire in there as well, just for you, random, anonymous stranger.
crackheadmiller - Of course I'll do all of them. But once I reach where the anime ends and move onto the side stories and stuff, the order in which I do them will be dependent on either my mood, any current events going on, or your guy's input.
Anyways, thanks to all those who favorited, followed, and reviewed!
