Seeing all the horses make everyone sweaty. There's nay denial of seeing the ultimate creature of all time.
Chapter 4: STRONG fle%es!
Out of eighty percent of my body is trying to wake up from the untold event of a sudden flash. Other percent of my body is sweating to do my unnatural nature of my strength.
Waking upon this dark place, I spotted my Dancestor who is descendant or connected to my Ancestor of the disgraced E%ecutor. Order to kill…Nepeta's…Ancestor.
Thinking about the revelation makes me feel…uncomfortable, and unpleasant thoughts begin to fill my mind of murdering my own Moirallegiance, in addition to my own failures, I failed to protect Nepeta from the great highb100d. As I was too loyal to my own Alternia pride to help anyone in need.
Spotted my Dancestor Horuss who is able to wield a mighty bow without even breaking it unlike me, even though his body looks too feeble and un-STRONG enough to use his mighty body, I suggest he needs to drink daily dosage of Arthur's milk to give him strength.
Neigh, I believe I'm being bias here; he looks strong enough to handle himself in the single battlefield, unscratched by his accuracy and deadly precision.
*Clop* *clop* *clop!*
Is this what I here?
Turning to the strange clopping noises, my loyal Lusus appeared. Particular Horuss's Lusus as Arthur's fine muscle hands holding a glass of milk for me. With his notorious udders to give us minerals to make us strong.
Although, the milk doesn't do anything in particular for my strength, it does help me to reassure myself and calm my mind for a brief moment at a time.
Grabbing the glass and drank the silky, mineral milk, fresh out of my used to be my loyal custodian udders. I drank the milk and-
*SNAP!*
-it broke again.
"AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Letting out a wrathful screech that I Gog forsaken keep breaking my glass! I heard another clopping source, udder than the loyal servant Arthur.
A majestic white horse appeared in front of me. With her undeniable, gorgeous white mane, pink bow, and a heart shaped near its rear. Where I believe this mighty creature is owned by this Rose Lalonde human as its name is called Maplehoof.
"8=D So this MIGHTY f*erce h*rse? Is she from Rose Human?" Yes, I do believe this is from this Rose Human. Looking at it makes me…sweatier.
Drops of sweat begin to pour around me and ounces of my fatty liquid begin to fell onto the ground…does Arthur have any more dry towels to clean myself with?
"Whoa there pal! You look like you're sweating pretty hard. Any chance that you guys are flexing here as well buddy? (;" Who said that-…oh dear.
Looking around of my entire surrounding to find who's saying that, my b100d shivered when I saw who said it and the horse playing begins when I saw the many muscular h00fbeasts flexing their STRONG arms and hovering in the air with their hard reptile tails wiggling, flawlessly flexing their magnificent pecs with utmost vanity.
Their budging muscles move with no mercy or dignity to anyone seeing their glorious physique.
Crowds of them did a synchronize flexing ritual with absolute perfection, showing their guns with no remorse or shame of what they're doing. As if the planets were being destroyed by the sheer muscle matter of each time they flex.
My muscle capacity begin to budge of my Id desires...staring at their STRONG physique, craving myself to FLE%!
…
MUST…
RESIST…
The temptation…
To STRONG fle%!
Equius failed to resist the flex.