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Blessed by the Traveler

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Summary:

A Guardian awakens in the middle of nowhere, with no memories and no one by his side… He will have to discover the mysterious new universe he finds himself in and his particular affinity with the Light that has blessed him.

WARNING: currently writing chapters without a precise order or linear story, chapters might seems disconnected until the entire story its over

WARNING: currently writing the last chapters with the different races situation POST FINAL SHAPE -- the story before that and the Guardian's story will come later

Chapter 1: CHAPTER 0: INTRODUCTION

Chapter Text

THE JOURNEY OF THE GUARDIAN: A Guardian awakens in the middle of nowhere, with no memories and no one by his side…

1- Paladin Leona Bryl:

The Guardian encounters an Awoken Paladin who had crash-landed on the surface ... without a ship both will have to try to reach the Last City on foot.

2-Amanda Holliday:

Finally arriving at the Tower, the Guardian finds himself lost and aimless ... luckily a local guide will be able to help him.

3-Ana Bray:

Taking his first steps as a Guardian, he accepts a mission for a reckless researcher ... which will prove to be longer and more complicated than expected.

4-Petra Venj:

The Reef is increasingly in need of Guardians, and after the positive words of one of her Paladins, the Queen Wrath chooses the candidate for a delicate mission.

5-Ikora Rey:

The Guardian's rapid progress and his growing ties to the Reef lead the Warlock Vanguard to take him under her wing.

6-Mara Sov:

Even the Queen of the Awoken is interested in Guardians who most stand out for their support of the Reef… but in the Light of this one there seems to be something peculiar and mysterious.

7- Ada-1:

The Guardian finds himself working side-by-side with a mysterious new ally from the Tower.

8- OrinEmissary of the Nine:

The Nine are interested in studying the particular Light of the Guardian… and send their Emissary to meet him.

9- Eris Morn:

The Warlock Vanguard sends the Guardian on a top priority mission to the Moon.

10-Riven of a Thousand Voices:

The Queen of the Awoken reveals one of her deepest secrets to the Guardian.

(Riven Wish Magic=Awoken Riven)

11-Suraya Hawthorne:

The Guardian takes a day of well-deserved rest in the Last City together with Amanda and her friend.

12- Failsafe:

The Vanguard, with the help of Ana and Ada, finally decide to save the computer of the Exodus Black ... but is it only one?

13-Elsie Bray:

As the Vanguard's attention shift to Euorpa, the Guardian accompanies Ana across the ices of the moon, in search of her family's legacy ... and her sister.

14-Lakshmi-2:

The situation in the City becomes tense during the Endless Night ... the Vanguard sends one of its best Guardians to negotiate.

15-Awoken Court:

The Guardian answers the Awoken Queen's urgent call and participates in an important ritual.

16-Savathun:

As the Guardians turn Savathun's Throneworld upside down, the Goddess of Trickery indulges in her curiosity.

(Hive MagicRiven wish magic=Awoken Savathun)

17-Lady Efrideet:

Lady Efrideet runs the Iron Banner in Saladin's absence... will the Guardians be able to impress her?

18-Scribe Eido:

After helping to resolve the situation inside the City the Guardian finds himself with the role of improving relations between Humans and Eliksni.

(Deep StoneRiven wish magic=Exo Eido)

19-Caiatl:

The Empress Cabal celebrates the anniversary of her coronation by inviting the Guardians to an hand-to-hand combat tournament

(Psionic MindscapeRiven wish magic=Human Caiatl)

20-Cloud Strider:

The Guardian helps the rookie Cloud Strider save Neomuna.

(Female Cloud Strider)

21-Maya Sundaresh:

On Neomuna the Guardian meets a brilliant scientist from the Golden Age... Will he be able to save her from the Vex?

(Vex TechRiven wish magic=Exo Maya)

22-[REDACTED, Disciple of the Witness:

While the Witness has mysteriously disappeared a Pyramid appears on the surface of Venus… the Vanguard must investigate.

(Veiled Disciple of the Witness)

23-[REDACTED] ... FINAL SHAPE ??? THE WITNESS ??? THE TRAVELER ??? TESS EVERIS ??? THE ZORPALODS ???

EXTRA: Even if his main mission has been accomplished and the Earth is safe that doesn't mean he can't enjoy new adventures.

(3 MONTHS LATER)

24-H.E.L.M: The Guardian enjoys his victory after saving the universe… on the ship the Vanguard gifted him. His new objective will be to create connections between the very different members of the Alliance to ensure a stable future.

24.1-

24.2-

24.3-

24.4-

(6 MONTHS LATER)

25- EDGES OF DARKNESS: Even though their great enemy has been defeated, the Darkness continues to lurk in all its forms at the edges of the system. It will be up to the guardian to stop these shadows from spreading.

25.1- FROZEN VENGEANCE:

25.2- WRATHFUL DERELICT:

25.3- LUXURIOUS CONCLAVE:

25.4- VERDANT FRAGMENT:

(9 MONTHS LATER)

26- CORE OF LIGHT: After the Coalition's victory, Sol's inner system began to change thanks to the peaceful coexistence between the races that inhabit it. The Guardian's new duty is to maintain relationships strong and oversee important collective projects.

26.1- CLUB OF PLEASURE:

26.2- COURT OF PLEASURE:

26.3- VESSEL OF PLEASURE:

26.4- GARDEN OF PLEASURE:

(1 YEAR LATER)

27- HOPE FOR THE FUTURE:

27.1- BALANCE

27.2- NEW JOURNEY

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The list is incomplete as the story is still happening and new characters may be introduced as with the Cloudstriders.

The order of the characters is not fixed, any help or suggestion is welcome.

Feel free to leave any suggestions of what you would like to see in the comments.

Chapter 2: CHAPTER 26: CORE OF LIGHT

Summary:

This is the second part of chapter 26 (still being corrected and developed but this part already seemed long enough and definitive)

See notes for context

Notes:

-This chapter is still being developed as its pretty looooong ... part 1 and 3 of this chapter with Fallen and Vex are almost done but i don't have much time lately so please wait!

Chapter Text

PART1: HOUSE OF PLEASURE

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Within hours of the HELM taking off from Earth's surface, Amanda entered the Guardian's private room.

"Hey there! We are just minutes from the lunar surface!" said the pilot leaning out with her head inside the Commander's bedroom "Savathun's ship signals that they are ready to receive us ..."

"Thank you Amanda aaah" replied the Guardian, recovering after he finished filling Eido's tight throat with his hot cum, her head pressed against his sweating belly.

"GLUUURH GAAACK" The young Eliksni finished in beauty by taking his member all the way down her throat before retiring to finally catch her breath, and then swallowed with relish, smiling at the ship's pilot with her lips still shiny with spit before moving to hug her lover's thigh.

"Don't forget to unload every last container we have in the hold... It will be vital to deal with Savathun" the Guardian concluded before dismissing Amanda with a nod.

"But certainly... I'm really curious to know what we're going to load on the way back" said the pilot before retreating to the bridge, whistling and moving her hips excitedly.

On the bed, the Guardian presses a button, opening the reinforced window panels and letting in the faint light of the space around the HELM. While he was still relaxing his tense muscles from the effort of a few moments ago, Eido lifted herself with a small jump and went to rest her metallic face against the glass.

"Oh, wow the Moon is so cute from here!" she exclaimed observing the satellite of the Earth that appeared as an aquamarine gem. The celestial body shone in the middle of space and even from the orbit you could see huge shiny structures present all over its surface "I've been so busy for the last few months that I just didn't realize what happened to it ..." she wondered sulkingly about her oversight.

"It's all thanks to Savathun" the Guardian replied, slowly lifting himself from bed and approaching the Exo from behind, closing around her with bare legs placed along her soft and cold hips "A few months ago we concluded a ritual" he continued massaging Eido's shoulders "with the efforts of the Guardians and the Hive we managed to move the Throne of the goddess perfectly above the Moon, thanks to this change we have eliminated almost all traces of Crota's previous horrible structures, replacing them with the elegant palaces and gardens of Savathun..." added the boy before walking away to the shower that had already turned on in his room.

"She's definitely prettier now" continued the Eliksni fascinated by the view as she sucked away from her synthetic finger some remains of her lover's cream left on her body "Next time I really want to come too ... It's been a while since I've met a Lucent Wizard uhmm" the young woman thought to herself..

At the sight of the ship docking at Savathun's circular ship, which they had once called Lure, now in perfect orbit around the Moon, Eliksni's typical curiosity got the better of her. "Will we really be able to enter her Throne from here?"

"The Court of Savathun is now practically on the material plane" replied the Guardian from under the hot water of the shower "Thanks to the portal built on the Lure we can cross the barrier that separates the Throne from the rest of the space and introduce ourselves as if it were a decontamination chamber"

"Um of course Savathun is really smart" whispered Eido licking her lips "There are so many things I want to learn more from her..."

PART 2: COURT OF PLEASURE

After saying goodbye to Amanda and leaving Eido to manage operations on the HELM, the Guardian had donned a light white linen robe with the Vanguard logo, suitable for the new tropical climate of the Moon, and had crossed the portal of the Lure on which they were docked, to appear on the upper platform of what was once the pinnacle of the Scarlet Keep.

Eris Morn had already arrived waiting for him, wearing a dress as light as his, a kimono with a wide neckline that ended on the chest where it became a long skirt, held at the waist by a belt decorated with the same trinkets and rattles that she held on his wrists and neck. The material of the clothes was so thin as to let him glimpse under the fabric the juicy shape and curves of the woman.

Without striking declarations of joy, Eris simply allowed herself to be kissed for a few intense seconds before silently and diligently taking her place at the side of the Vanguard Commander. The Guardian had entrusted her with the delicate task of fully supervising operations on the Moon, to manage the complicated relationship between Humans and the Hive that began to be created and intensified after the Peace.

Eris had always shown the utmost commitment and pride in the role that had represented such an important change in her life. After years of hatred and desire for revenge, she could finally see the beginning of a new era of prosperity and agreement between the two races that had been fighting until recently. She was also filled with joy as the place that had caused so much pain for her and many other Guardians and had been associated with memories of loss and death was being transformed, thanks in part to her contribution, into a flourishing shining garden.

While a small army of acolytes was unloading the containers that Eido started leaving on the Lure, the two Guardians moved away from the ship's portal to descend to the lunar surface thanks to the Junction Tower, the huge pillar built by the remnants of the Crota's Brood and now transformed into an orbital elevator capable of ensuring a rapid and stable connection between Humanity and the Hive, a true symbol of change and trust.

Massaging with one hand the buttocks of the woman hugged by his side, the boy observed the view as the elevator descended. Where once there was the terrifying Hellmouth, the fortress from which Crota had caused so much pain, now was located the Savathun Basin, the cup-shaped structure from which the Light-laden water flowed over the entire surface, helping the terraforming of the satellite.

Observing how the Commander followed the channels branching off from the center of the vessel, Eris felt the need to inform him of the progress.

"The works are proceeding at an increasing pace uhmp and without major hitches" she began as she felt his lover's fingers running around her back slit "Currently the aaah 38% of the surface has been converted ... even if we continue to encounter ancient structures of Crota that block our aaadvanced, we are always sure to be able to clean them up to advance our eeph projects" the woman squeaked when the first finger entered her back hole.

"How is the Hive behaving? Have they managed to integrate well with the Guardians? How do you think we can do to further improve the situation?" The Guardian pushed her as he added another finger and increased the speed with which he penetrated her anus.

"Aaah aah great... aah they are happy, docile, open AAAH" tried to continue Eris now on her toes "The collaboraaaaah ... tion with the Guardians is ... proving to amazing aaah ha help to involve AAAh both... Savathun proved to be very creative aah," she concluded when the elevator ride ended and the boy pulled his hand out from under her skirt.

"Soon you will see the world that has woven ... a brilliant creation" Eris recomposed herself before going outdoors.

Leaving the building that connected the Tower of Junction to the rest of the Throne World, the two were greeted by a pair of Wizards Lightbearers, transformed with Awoken bodies but still recognizable by the pistachio green color of their skin and the chitin armor decorated with spikes and ivory coils typical of the Lucent Brood "Welcome to the Mansion of Light, the Court of Pleasure, the Palace of Love" began the two pompously, dressed in white cloaks that opened on the belly "Our Most High Shining Lady awaits you in her Sanctum at the summit of the Holy Basin"

"They seem to have learned human language very well," chuckled the boy, "but the habits of the Hive are hard to abandon."

After the two Emissaries opened at their sides to let them through, the women headed to coordinate a small army of acolytes to unload and move the cargo carried by HELM.

"I no longer see Thralls and Ogres to carry out these tasks," asked the Commander, "do they employ them for anything else?"

"The remaining ogres were sent to fight at the frontiers of the system against the rebels of the Hive who remain on our borders or who infiltrate the inner planets," Eris replied, "but in the new Hive of Savathun, where there is no longer any need to cause pain and satiate eternally voracious worms, all newborns are in the form of acolytes... those who commit themselves with time get the opportunity to grow up to become knights or wizards and later, thanks to great deeds or innovations recognized by the Court, the coveted Awoken form that our discovery allows them to acquire when they receive the blessing of the Light"

"I thank you for the information" replied the young man as they went out into the square "I am glad that even the Hive can now enjoy a system that guarantees peace, harmony and prosperity"

Walking along the wide streets and squares of the Tronoworldthe two relaxed, enjoying the cool breeze that rose from the canals that cut through the quarters of the Acropolis of the Hive. These could be seen everywhere in groups engaged in moving loads, repairing and developing buildings, creating objects and tools and even, something unthinkable until months ago, conversing relaxed and playing with each other.

Every now and then a bright, green-skinned Lightbearers moved among them on his way to his duties, never failing to bow to the renowned Guardian who had made their paradise possible. And every now and then a Guardian of Earth also appeared, busy helping new allies with whatever task was needed. "How much beauty and peace" said the boy inhaling pollen and the smell of salt in the air "This place invites you to rest and enjoy life"

Advancing among the tapping fountains, the lush and opulent gardens with hedges, flowers and stems with an alien shape and the imposing statues of ivory, aquamarine and jade marble, the two humans reached the gates of the Acropolis, the majestic and secret conurbation at the foot of the Basin.

The area was defined by winding streets, which winded through imposing colorful buildings such as topaz, emerald, diamond or sapphire. Palaces that stood out towards the sky, tall and sharp, slender and decorated with arches, spires, large portals, pediments and mysterious statues and relics.

Guided by his companion, the Guardian crossed the first threshold and entered the cathedral.

"AAAH AAH slurphh" "Bless me oh holy Guardian!" "Yeeees more! Fuck me deeper, purge my insides! AAH! "Uuooh Suck all slut, serve your purpose!" "AAAAAH OOOH I can feel the Liiiight ...FILL ME WITH YOUR LIGHTEEE" "YESYES GIVE IT ALL TO ME, FILL ME WITH CUM" "GLUCK GLUCK GRLHH BWAAAH" "On your knees and pray if you want this divine pussy!" "Please i need you two! Conquer my ass please!!!" "Awwwaaa yeaah im burniiiinggh!" "I need someone to consacrate my filthy cunt nowww!!!" "Good girl! Now let me drink all of your holy water"

Upon entering what was once a place of worship, the Guardian was assaulted by a cacophony of screams of pleasure and obscene incitement, looking around he enjoyed the sight of dozens of Lightbearers, of the Hive and Humans, and even other races, which covered almost the entire hall ... and all committed to the maximum of strength to fuck. Noticing the illuminated gaze and hardened penis of her Commander, Eris felt compelled to describe in detail what they were looking at.

"The huge churches of the Throne World are now the places used for the performance of the Collective Prayers" explained the woman calmly while in front of them a female Eliksni Exo with a purple frame was lying on the floor and was dominated by two Knights fighting for her holes "When a Hive becomes a Lightbearer they choose whether to be a Knight, a perfect male specimen with a powerful and unstoppable sword and strong and solid hands, a true warrior ... or" she continued, pointing to a group of well-built Wizards busy riding some Human boys "become a Wizard, graceful feminine forms with florid curves and a welcoming and soft mind that make them lords of the secrets of the body"

Enchanted by the spectacle of green bodies covered in sweat and liquids, engaged with tireless vigor and religious zeal to sticking cocks into mouths, licking pussies, penetrating and massaging, screaming and kissing, they did not notice that after them had arrived an Awoken Guardian. The man quickly took off his armor and immediately grabbed an androgynous-built Acolyte by the hips who had just finished granting an orgasm to a Cabal. After bending the Hive on an altar, he began to penetrate their anus violently, forcing his partner to arch their back and rise on their toes.

"But there are quite a few Hives who choose another path" explained Eris pleased with his partner's curiosity for the third type of alien Lightbearer "If an acolyte decides not to change their form when he receives the Light their new body will not acquire a sexual organ ... However, they will gain narrow and fluffy cavities, as well as a tongue of incredible length and flexibility" Pointing to a group of Acolytes who were used at the same time by Wizards and Knights to lick their exhausted sexes "their slim and flexible build makes them perfect partners for training and prayer for anyone in equal quantities" she concluded.

Passing an Acolyte whose ass was assaulted by an Exo cock while their tongue worked the folds of a Psion girl, Eris and the Guardian moved down the nave and toward the exit, slowly enjoying the sight of so many ecstatic beings able to have more than peaceful intercourse despite their races' difficult past.

Suddenly in front of them, inside an empty tub embedded in the wall of the cathedral, two Wizards and a human woman let their cunts explode, splashing between them as a Knight emptied his balls into the ass of an Acolyte. After the group had reached the craved orgasm and exhausted their strength, a Shrieker that had remained closed and silent above them, hatched, illuminating its central eye.

At the signal a pair of minor Hives pulled a large lever on the wall opening a nozzle and causing a waterfall of brilliant water to flow into the tank where the exhausted bodies of the five lovers were. With that spray of shining water, the strong and acrid smell of sex was also washed away to be replaced by that of salty seawater.

"The Gatherers have been modified by the Wizards of Savathun … now they are able to absorb the Light that is released so intensely only after the Lightbearers have bonded completely, the energy is thus accumulated to ensure more and more members of the Hive the chance of obtaining a new body" explained Eris enraptured by the excitement of being able to illustrate the progress to which she had contributed in these months ... and from the massages the Guardian was giving to her hardened nipples.

"Water aah charged with Light ... mmgh allows bodies to regenerate and resume their activities faster" tried to continue as he felt the member of his companion rubbing over her buttocks "Thanks to this ritual umm the new Guardians of the aaah aaHive are matured ... their Umpg Light and their well-established relationship with Humanity intensified"

Aware that unfortunately they could not stop to linger in the orgy that continued noisily around them due to the busy schedule that awaited him, the Guardian gave a last pinch to the breasts of his guide before leaving the cathedral and continuing their journey.

They passed many other places of worship and mausoleums, of different shapes and sizes but always occupied by Humans, Eiksni, Cabal, Hive, Exo and Awokens committed to using their bodies in every possible way and to take their relationships to new heights. The extensive facilities were not only used for group copulation but also as training rooms where the Knights guided the Hive to new fighting techniques and prepared them to use their future bodies or in schools from which the Wizards sang their sermons on the new faith of the Light and instructed their followers with stories and anecdotes from their sacred texts or direct experiences. In both cases Guardians of Humanity were always happy to help and contribute.

Passing in front of a crypt, protected by two towering Lucent Blades, the boy stopped observing a panting girl, covered with black and dense liquids and with a chain on her neck, lying on the first steps that disappeared deep into the ground. "Where do those stairs lead?" he asked after hearing a series of bestial roars and high-pitched screams coming from the darkness they had approached.

"We used the tunnels dug by Crota to accommodate the Breeding Grounds of the Lucent Brood ... and their Prisons" Eris explained gloomily, "The initial purpose was to contain the captured soldiers of Xivu Arath and the criminals of the Throne ... however, there are not a few people who yearn to bond with members of the Hive who have not yet obtained a new body more suited to human interactions"

To make the explanation clearer, Eris approached the door and activated a sphere embedded in the wall, revealing a system of live streaming thanks to the magic of the Hive. What was transmitted was a dark and chaotic cave, from the ceiling hung dozens of shells and tombs used as cages while the ground was strewn with orange jelly, rags and broken swords. On one wall a young Warlock was held in the air with chains while two wizards twirled near him "Ssso you wanted to come here to question usss ahaaha" they laughed at him in a shrill voice as they moved their sharp clutches on the boy's bare skin "But now we'll take care of you ... we'll milk every sssingle drop of your delicious Light... until someone remembers that you're ssstill here hihihi," she concluded before starting to give him a handjob with the claws of her hand, leading the Lightbearer to wriggle his hips and try to scream without success.

"After developing a magic that makes physical ties safe, we opened these gloomy places for those who were fascinated by the most raw and visceral part of our history with the Hive ... at the same time, by filling knights, wizards and acolytes not yet ready for the Ritual with Light, these Guardians speed up their Ascension process."

Intrigued but also hesitant, the Guardian left the entrance to the catacombs to climb the last section of the Acropolis. Before they turned around, a knight came and dragged the young woman by her feet, causing her to disappear again into the darkness of the cells from which she had crawled out.

To make the last stretch of road the two were now on a pagoda that glided fast on one of the central canals that sprayed the Throne World and was guided by an expert Acolyte navigator. Taking advantage of the moment of relaxation in which they could enjoy a refreshing fruit from the local gardens, the boy tried to satiate the curiosity that had been born in him for a few hours and had reached its peak when their boat had passed an arch composed of the statues of two Wizards engaged in kissing, bent to join in the middle of the arch and supported from behind by the statues of two Knights embedded in the wall.

Before these the Guardian had realized how he had looked, without ever paying particular attention, at an exorbitant number of similar statues throughout the Shining Realm. In addition to the classic decorations depicting Knights in guard position, Acolytes in prayer and Wizards in the act of singing, an artistic strand was added that represented the forms of Hive engaged in every type of possibility of sexual intercourse: from simple unions between couples, to orgies that adorned fountains and pediments, to complex compositions that built arches and structures with stone bodies joined together.

"Figurative art is a central element in the ingenious revolution that Savathun brought to his Brood" explained Eris, who had personally taken part in the training of the new group of sculptors and designers of the Hive "The previous religion of the Brood already venerated complex elements such as life, creation and change, expressed by the flourishing of vegetation and water, but above all they venerated the Light in all its forms" whispered the woman embracing the Acolyte who was accompanying them and kissing his face "The Queen has introduced subtle and gradual changes smuch ... the reformed religion, the "Song of Light", has allowed to create a fertile meeting ground between Guardians and Hive as united by the paracausal force that both employ smaack the Ascension and Conversion Ritual, Group Prayer, Veneration of Pleasure are just some elements that have allowed the creation of the current situation ... and of a new possibility of coexistence and evolution for the Hive uuum aah" concluded the woman before getting lost between the mouth and the kisses of the Acolyte.

While the two directly demonstrated the fruits of these changes, noisily mixing their tongues, the boy found himself contemplating the innumerable effects of the new culture of the Hive and how the relationship with the Earth had improved in a visible way.

Crossing the Acropolis, among the immense cathedrals, the deep catacombs and the elegant mausoleums, they had also seen an important number of aedicules, canopies and sanctuaries ... Smaller and simpler constructions were set in the squares or on the walls of churches. Despite this, they were still flourishing with activities, their most direct openings favoring the attention and passage from the streets.

As they walked, they had enjoyed the sight of a small church in which a man kneeling on an altar, from which a spring of water was tapping, masturbated with swift and vigorous movements in front of a coven of wizards gathered in prayer. At the moment of its climax the Guardian had exploded "Taste my cum whores! AAAAAA … soon I will fill you all properly!" he shouted before covering the faces of the witches with ropes and ropes of his cream as they enjoyed the hot Light that warmed their skin.

Continuing on, they peeked inside a shrine covered with silk curtains in which in the center, on top of a slab carved with runes and decorations, an Awoken girl and a mature Wizard rubbed their sexes with great speed, their thighs connected and their legs intertwined. "Look carefully daughters and sons aaah!" said the mother of the brood to the acolytes gathered in circles around the two "After the Ascension, you will join me in the joy of the Light!" she proclaimed before her young lover culminated her experience with a splash from her pussy, gushing the sweet honey everywhere, making herseld drip over the faithful gathered around.

Another example was the dark underground crypt in which they discovered a female Eliksni Exo, raised from the floor thanks to black ropes wrapped around her wrists and ankles that were stretching h limbs. The Captain was currently unable to make any sounds other than the intermittent screams of pleasure that came out of her every time the strings lowered her downwards, causing her to slide perfectly on the immense osmium dildo aligned below her. As the rhythmic movement continued and the woman's slit dilated, letting the object enter deep and then abandon it again, between the sobs of the robot. In front of her two knights knelt in reverence, in the act of offering their loyalty to her who had become the object of their veneration as a result of heroic sexual deeds.

Although the Guardians of the Earth had embraced this side of their neighbors' culture with malice and perversion, and the Hive had devoted themselves with excessive dedication to respecting the precepts of their new religion, there was no doubt that the fruits these changes had produced, in the not-too-distant future both races would smooth out the differences that separated them and embrace the products of their union. For all this there was only to thank the sharp mind of Savathun, able to understand the overall vision and to elaborate such complex strategies ... and the tireless dedication of Eris, Earth Ambassador and main proponent of the development of any project with the Hive.

Just Eris, after greeting her new friend with a snap kiss that left a long line of drool, adjusted her robe open on her breasts, and got off the boat together with her Commander ... they had in fact reached the base of the Basin and prepared to ascend to the Sanctum.

Now they moved through the galleries and corridors of the Court of Savathun, the mazes of chambers, laboratories and tanks that developed under the huge Throne Cup. Unlike the rest of the Citadel or Acropolis, the young man and his guide now appreciated an almost unreal silence. These buildings and endless corridors were mostly covered and almost cold compared to the humid and tropical climate of the rest of the region.

"In these caves the most trusted and close to Savathun megers carry out the most complex rituals and the riskiest experiments" whispered Eris passing in front of a chamber that opened into a large tank, here one after the other some minor Hives, covered from head to foot with magical runes, immersed themselves in a gelatinous and luminescent liquid among the prayers of dozens of acolytes. "A baptistery ... these Aspirants are prepared for the Ritual" the expert continued, passing in front of another room where these Hives were placed in glass capsules, in which they rested floating in a similar liquid. Around the wineskin several tubes carried various dark substances that were distilled inside the shell.

Overcoming a series of tower buildings inside which dozens of Gatherers appeared and disappeared, gushing the Light they had accumulated in the rest of the Throne world inside glass bottles collected in clusters that filled entire walls for tens of meters, they moved forward. At the end of this sector, they came across a laboratory where a bunch of Wizards were enjoying a break from their experiments and arguing amiably, completely nude except for their white lace lingerie, that prompted the two visitors to stop and eavesdrop on curious.

"... it seems that in the coming days Mother will choose the teams for a new raid on the Dreadnaught" "Oh Traveler finally! I missed the adrenaline of the hunt" "You say well sister Hathrek, I still remember that chase of Fallens on Titan last month ... uhmm what a loot" "Hey girls we deserve a longer break today... Come on, let's treat each other well after this effort of the Ritual" said one before snapping her fingers and causing an Ascendant portal to open.

In a few seconds several Humans and Eliksni appeared out of the opening, of different ages and complexions, but all marked by a collar with the symbol of Savathun and all naked "Um better Korosek, now what we were talking about ... oh yes the Dreadnaught" resumed another as soon as the boys and men had taken their place with their masters, massaging their breasts, kissing their necks or directly penetrating them from behind "mmh ... but are you sure that the Vanguard will continue to approve our small missions?" "But you're kidding sisteraaah! They have always done so and will continue ... You see, I think they also doing this for the same reason as we do"

They discussed, reminding the Guardian of how after his feat against the Goddess of War, still lost in the meanders of the immense Dreadnaught, the operations of the Guardians in the area had never ceased. Ikora was immovable, also strong in the support she received from Cabal, Eliksni and Awoken but above all the Hive, as she said that those missions against the generals of Xivu, who periodically assaulted the ship in orbit around Saturn, were essential to contain potential plans of the enemies and strengthen relations with Savathun, who considered the issue of absolute priority for his people. What was certain was how any attempt to discuss a large-scale mission ended with the Commander waking up exhausted and unclothed in the warlock's office. The perspective these women had of it was certainly interesting.

"Is it a plan of the Lady?" asks a younger Wizard noting what she learned from her companions "Everything can be sisters, but what is certain is that my Knight wants to enjoy a nice raw wizard" "Hahaha your right Ubartu... and I want to entertain my Acolytes a little" "Of course these still faithful to Xivu Arath are just stupid ... they fail to understand that we invite them to invade the very regions in which we keep them trapped" noted another "The important thing is that we enjoy the fruits of their naivety ... while they look for their leader we can, with the excuse of containing their harmless efforts, fill our Prisons with fresh meat and give ourselves some fun" "I must remember to notify my Eliksni girlfriend when I return to the Last City, in our mission on the Reef she seemed to have particularly appreciated the raw cock of that knight"

"Ahaha okay, but talking about brute force … next week we will have to start training the Wrathborns " " I already know my pussy will hurt until the next Elevation, those damn things are unstoppable" "Oh fuck sisters... Where is the new girl, the one who joined us a month ago ... What was his name?" "Oh, Simmumah you mean?" "Shit! I'm afraid she's misread the program's memo and has already started" she said embarrassingly before pulling a lever and activating a greenish projection that appeared in the center of the group. To their eyes appeared the sight of a crypt in which a mighty Wrathborn Centurion was chained to the ground by heavy chains and handcuffs adorned with magical runes, which still had difficulty containing his furious jerks, almost as if he was a wounded animal. Above him, a frightened young Wizard tried awkwardly to slip over the corrupted Cabal that kept wriggling to find a suitable position to fuck him.

"Umm come on, I say we'll let her try another half hour" "Ahaha she will never make it!" "Oh Traveler, you are really cruel girls... I'm going to pull her out" "Cmoon let us have some more fun!!!"

Eris and the Guardian were now forced to sneak away for fear of being noticed by a Wizard who had risen after her human filled her ass with fresh cum. Moving away from the door, they continued to hear the laughter and speeches of the coven. " ... I really need four new Psions..." " ... I have to get the new Bray load; it has these new features..." " ... remember to test the new Strand stuff"

Before finally exiting the gallery, the two had a quick view of their experiments with the Darkness. In the last closet a Guardian in high heels was busy adding another layer of complex knots and filaments of the dark power to an Acolyte kept tied to a table. While a pair of Wizards in lab coats took notes on their papyri, a large green Threadling came and went in from the subject's ass like a lightning bolt "I would say the angles are perfect... Try to increase the diameter by one centimeter" they said coldly as the Hive could only reach another anal orgasm and pass out from the trial.

After this, they finally came out on one of the few corridors that gave to the open air to reach one of the four central balconies "These are the Sacred Terraces ... the only four points where the Hive gathers for the Baptism of Light" exclaimed the woman stopping the Guardian before he could advance beyond the vault of the door from which they exited "We will have to queue at their procession before we can use the elevator ..." She thought aloud.

They mingled with the minor Hives who had accumulated to observe reverently the unfolding of the Ceremony. The procession was opened by two columns of Wizards dressed in long, elegant white dresses, soaked in crystals and fragments of osmium that made them shiny, followed by a group of Acolytes holding one of the dark spheres they had encountered just before. Inside they could see an indistinct figure floating curled up on itself.

"The new Ascended is now immersed in a solution of pure Darkness to return the body to its roots," Eris explained as the container reached its position and a host of lesser acolytes carried and prepared the technologies for the ritual. All around them the crowd began to whisper more and more intensely.

"Techeuns ...?" asked the boy noting that at the center of the magic center where the future Lightbearer of the Hive was located, there were also four Awoken women together with the Wizards.

"The Techeuns you see were recently trained by Savathun and Mara together, they are thus able to replicate the same magic that transformed the body of their Queen" continued the woman with three eyes starting to sweat because of the increasingly excited crowd "Awokens are the perfect representation of the balance between Light and Dark, their balanced existence has not only made them the ideal model for the transition of the Hive but allows them to be an irreplaceable part of this phase of the Ritual … the Lucent Queen still need them for a lot of things"

As they spoke, the participants of the demonstration began to sing multiple alien songs as several magic circles and runes were activated around the dark container. The Techeuns glowed with a purplish light and the Wizards arranged in concentric circles as around them Soulfire began to circulate, enveloping the area with greenish fire.

The container was enveloped in a shining glow as it rose into the air and the magical runes along with a group of Shriekers activated to infuse it with energy... In a few moments a shock spread on the Terrace, dispersing a dense purple fog. As the songs of the audience suddenly ceased the sphere appeared again ... the hive inside now resplendent with a green color while the water that enveloped it had become transparent and clear "The Aspirant has reached Balance" translated Eris as the procession began to move again "Darkness and Light are balanced in him and he is ready to Ascend"

Slowly and divided into groups, the mass of clerics and attendants climbed the elevator that led to the summit of the Bath. Once above, the Guardian and his guide enjoyed the view of their final destination. The surface of the Cup was completely smooth, an emerald lake in a quiet stretched to the limit, the water almost tapping from the edges. From the considerable altitude they could observe the whole Throne of the Throne, up to its remote borders where the work of integrating the Moon was still proceeding, above only the starry sky confused with the luminous fog that exhaled from the Ascendant Realm … small in a corner, the Earth and the Traveler.

The esplanade that opened above the portico was decorated very simply, as an amphitheater opened into stands for the public and three side temples, above the elevator from which an immense bell had come had begun to chime producing low roars while the ritual container was placed on the extinguished fountain, built with four levels of statues placed one above the other.

The tension grew rapidly and the two physically felt the agitation of the people around them. After another series of rituals, the bell chimed with the sound of a crystal breaking and at the height of tension a ray of Light fell over the fountain, directly coming from the sky, followed by three more in the terraces at the hinges of the edge of the Bath "The Traveler recognizes his new Champion" whispered Eris.

As soon as the light flash ceased, the fountain exploded in a jet of water and the Knight emerged from his capsule. A powerful and frightening figure, with an olive-green complexion and tense muscles shiny with viscous liquid "Ascend, Traveler's Servant, Ascend Queen's Servant, Ascend Servant of the Brood" continued Eris, a hand stuck between the folds of her skirt as she let herself be carried away by lust. The Wizards dressed in white repeating these words in chorus together with the audience as they placed a fragment of the Traveler around the Knight's neck, and then marked him on the chest with the coat of arms of Savathun and placed on his head a small crown of osmium ... the symbols of his strength and duty together.

Descending from the fountain on which he was kneeling, the new Lightbearer advanced dripping water. Now that the audience had thinned out, the leader of the Vanguard observed with dismay what was in front of him in the direction of the center of the Basin and that had remained hidden.

An Awoken woman, completely naked except for the military helmet that concealed her face, was bent in a right angle on an altar, chained to the limbs to maintain the position thanks to spells "Kurthos, Reborn in the Light, Ascended, claims Cehanna, daughter of the Awoken, Servant of the Knight" concluded Eris continuing to finger her folds while the new Lightbearer lined up behind the woman and with a single vigorous stroke penetrated her.

The tension of the crowd exploded and screaming broke their ranks, the Wizards took off their clothes and the Guardians the armor, all together, led by the new Knight, who kept his consort impaled on his cock with her smaller back on his chest, dived into the water of the pool with a thousand shouts and joy. "As Ascended the new bearers of Light now officially lead their brood" explained who was once the Swarm's Bane, licking her fingertips, while in the other three side altars of the terrace appeared as many projections showing the scenes of jubilation in the other sections of the Pool "They have the right to choose their consorts, serve or offer themselves to another Ascended" describing images of similar ceremonies in which a Wizard embraced two young Exo boys, a Knight took a Wizard as his new mate and an Acolyte offered themselves to a female Eliksni Captain.

Now almost at their destination, Eris and the Guardian walked on the blue tile walkway that crossed the lake of the Bath, observing with curiosity the mass of Hive, Humans, Eliksni and Cabal that mingled on the surface of the water, engaged in the orgy that concluded the Ritual and immersed everyone in the Light and refreshing passion.

In front of them finally appeared the Sanctum, the islet located at the exact center of the Troneworld, surrounded by the lake of the Bath and private and intimate residence of the Meger Queen of the Lucent Brood. Carved in osmium avoreum, the residence was not excessive, preferring to artificial structures an orderly grove of saplings and canals full of water lilies in bloom. Surrounded by a circular portico in the center of the island there was simply a sanctuary of a few tens of square meters, crowned by a dome on which was placed an immense fragment of the Traveler.

After passing two Lucent Blades guarding the road, the ambassadors arrived in the presence of their benefactor, after waiting in one of the four preambles full of caskets, artifacts, papyri from every corner of the cosmos.

Savathun appeared to them lying in length on a finely decorated triclinium, her moss-green skin crossed by veins of Light and her head girded with a crown shimmering with alien gems, behind her descended a cloak similar to the tail of a peacock, her only garment. Seated at her feet was a pine-green Wizard, which the Guardian did not recognize, with fishnet stockings woven on her long legs and a blue silk robe tightly wrapped around her thin body, which showed a darker band belted around her small breasts and groin. In front of them a group of Acolytes, who arrived before the Vanguard Commander with an Tombship, deposited one of the crates that Eido had loaded on the HELM and that the Lucent Goddess was busy examining with its contents.

Finally noticing the newcomers, Savathun lifted herself from the sofa, gracing them with the sight of her tits bouncing free above her bare chest "Welcome, Ambassadors of Light" exclaimed the woman, bending over with the Guardian in a small bow and a quick kiss on the lips, confirming both their status of equals as commanders of their respective races but also as lovers. At his side, however, Eris was not so modest, slipping out of her robe and launching herself to embrace the mysterious Wizard, who had undressed quickly like her.

"Meet you my last daughter, Inhana," said Savathun, pulling back the girl's blue hair, to reveal her heart-shaped face, as Eris sucked her slender neck. "P-Pleasure Guardian," she replied timidly before her mistress showered her with kisses, moving her away to the couch.

"Have you finally found a method of procreation for the Lighbearers?" asked excited the young man.

"Unfortunately, not yet" the Queen snorted boredly, "... Inhana was just my youngest daughter before my transformation, and now she has finally joined me in the Light... but nothing more"

"It's still something to rejoice in," replied the Commander, letting his gaze slip over the slender curves of the young Wizard "... It seems to make my collaborator very happy too."

"Eris and my daughter have bonded quickly over the past few weeks," Savathun continued, noting how the two had already begun grinding their groins against each other "And if her inclination makes it suitable, I hope she can render his own services to Humanity."

"I'm confident" said the boy now that they had approached the container arrived from HELM "In any case these are the results of the search for the Eliksni that we promised you, Eido has guaranteed me the quality of the material but I always hope that your Wizards will be able to make new improvements"

"Uhmm ingenious" whispered the Meger passing through her fingers the contents taken from the case, a glove similar to that of the Technosymbiotes, built by hand, the pieces delicately connected "... Exo interface ... semi-direct connection to the Light of the wearer ... Virtual feedback analysis ... regulation of the sensorium" getting lost in the analysis of the portentous evolution of the alien instrument.

"Eido even managed to acquire an important amount of raw data" urged the Guardian "we deposited those too" while the woman in front of him peered at a magic globe that transmitted the images live from the Tower of Junction.

"I have received the news, the Lucent Brood thanks you immensely" exclaimed Savathun sincerely "At the moment we are starting to load our part of the agreement of this recent Treaty, we will commit ourselves to respect the future developments agreed together with the Regent of the Vanguard"

The Commander appreciated his answer. Although she may have seemed serious and rigid, she was happy with the friendliness he had allowed to achieve with her. No longer needing to plot and deceive, Savathun could employ her sharp mind to develop the welfare of her people, and it was a task she took seriously and dutifully... although her tone might seem harsh, in reality it only demonstrated the deep importance she attached to contributing, like the other members of the Alliance, to their new project.

"As for the share of the Hive for the..." He tried to remember the boy

"Oh sure..." Savathun quickly replied by offering him a sphere showing the Lure and HELM linked together as the ship was being loaded with the Light-filled cluster containers they had seen in the Court. "I'm sure Ikora will know what to do with them, be careful they are very delicate."

''It'll be perfect … I'll make sure the Cabal also get their portion of this cargo"

"Oh... Before leaving I would like to officially ask a favor ... from leader of the Hive to leader of Humanity" resumed the Queen as they returned to the heart of her private residence "I would like my daughter to accompany you on your next mission as Ambassador of the temporary Hive... she has a lot to learn if she wants to aspire to become a diplomat," she said before slapping her daughter's shiny ass still intensely hooked to the three-eyed human. Isn't it Ihana?" she scolded, leading the girl to squeak before separating from her lover and taking her place at the side of the Guardian she would accompany, even if naked.

"With pleasure Savathun" he accepted while Eris, still on all fours on the bed, approached the Matron of the Lucent Brood, sitting with her legs apart on the triciclium, and inserted her head between her green thighs, starting to gently lick the woman's folds "I am sure that she will carry out her task in an excellent way, as my Ambassador has done for you in recent months" concluded the head of the Vanguard before greeting Savathun with affection "I hope that we will meet again, goodbye"

As the Guardian and his new guide walked away onto the pier that cut the lake, Savathun thoughtfully returned to her endless duties "Alak-Hul urgently requests the chance of discussing the expansion of his harem" rang one of the magical spheres of the Meger transmitting the image from the Temple of the Navigator where her most trusted warrior roared surrounded by piles of unconscious female bodies.

"Oh Traveler, how I wish I could administer the Throne as well as he does with Sol, traveling with a ship all over the system and enjoying every place," Savathun said to herself as other spheres came to life to communicate their warnings and Eris pushed her tongue deeper into her green pussy.

"A new nymphomaniac Wizard has been held in crypt 57 of sector 14" transmitting a Wizard wriggling in unbridled desire as she was chained by two Lucent Blades in one of the suspended cells of the Catacombs to have her hunger satiated without disturbing public order "Add her to the next load for the Reef ... how I would like to take a vacation aaah … together with Mara maybe"

Several hours later, in his private rooms, the Guardian screamed with pleasure having filled the womb of Savathun's daughter, crawling on the bed in front of him, with his hot liquid. "AAAA-aaa" exhaled dismounting from his mount and removing his hands from the girl's hips to collapse on top of her, their bodies sticked together by the sweat "Your talent for diplomacy is undeniable ... ah your mother will surely be proud"

"Um uhm basically she was the one who trained me for this" said Inhana rubbing her thighs on the member still partly inserted into her body to make him enjoy it until the last "However I never imagined I would have to deal so soon with the ... hmm famous Guardian of the Earth"

"Your mother was reckless to hide your talent to the Vanguard... she should be more open with her allies" the boy teased her, groping her breasts greedily as he bit her ear.

"Savathun has many secrets ehehe ... and many gifts that require their time to be revealed" chuckled the witch "I doubt they will all be tight and sexy like you" joked the Guardian rising with difficulty from the narrow embrace of the sex of the young woman, who now free began to drip globs of semen onto the bed.

Just then Amanda walked in, her pilot's cargo pants lowered to her knees because an Acolyte was keeping her thighs apart to insert their long tongue into her wet folds "Hey there Captain aah!" she said holding on to the walls of the door with difficulty "Um I would say that we will dock in ooh ten minutes!" before disappearing dragged away by the new companion without further explanation.

They had taken longer than expected due to the chaos into which the ship's staff had slipped at the sight of the dozen members of the Hive they had embarked before leaving the Moon. They had risked to miss the course several times during the trip, due to technicians and navigators more busy fucking the Hive than guiding the HELM but the Commander had certainly not been bored in the meantime.

While he hurriedly searched for a suitable dress for the upcoming visit, Inhana approached the window that opened onto the space in front of them crossing her legs on the bed "Oh this must be Mars ... I am still unfamiliar with this system" she said as she observed the reddish sphere that grew larger with every second "That world is all for the Cabals right … like aside from the whole Bray fortress?"

"Of course... after the Peace we gave it to them to build a new house ... in the same way that we welcomed your race on the Moon and hope to do by offering Venus to the Eliksni" he calmly explained how one would do with a little girl "The road is still long and the difficulties are manifold but all the members of our Coalition work hard to realize our utopia"

"I'm a little anxious... I've never been out side of the Throne" the young woman continued, slowly pulling off the white gloves and silk stockings she still had on, thinking of the great responsibilities her mother had imposed on her and the unknowns of the visit that awaited.

"We won't exactly land on the planet" the boy assured her "Caiatl will welcome us on her private vessel" "Um and what would it be?" asked Wizard confused by the fact that the orbit of Mars was crowded with hundreds if not thousands of frigates and aircraft carriers "Try to look for the one that shines the most baby" snorted the Guardian throwing a pair of binoculars found on the bedside table.

"Woooa" exclaimed Inhana, identifying among all those gray and blue ships a tens of kilometers long and completely covered with gold, to the point of shining and shining like a star even in space and making it look like an exotic monster. So this is the Leviathan of stories... this Caiatl has certainly good taste ... And she loves luxury as much as I do!" she was fascinated by such an exciting demonstration of power before diving in search of a dress while her partner was already entering the bathtub.

PART 3: VESSEL OF PLEASURE

The HELM had quickly entered directly into the immense mouth of the Cabal ship, which now instead of being used to devour planets and cause destruction had been renovated to accommodate hundreds of other spaceships arriving from every corner of the system on its cup-shaped inner walls.

After docking and parking, Amanda began coordinating the unloading of the items in the estimate, aided by half a dozen Threshers who hooked up to them to move the containers directly into space. In addition, a couple of teams of a dozen legionnaires had entered directly in order to better communicate with the crew of the Vanguard ship and manage the fragile instruments inside.

In fact, the HELM would remain anchored to the huge golden vessel until the mission of the Tower leader had ended: only the part of the Cabal Empire remained to be obtained to conclude the necessary elements for the Coalition project. After unloading the part that served the purposes of the new inhabitants of Mars, everything would be taken directly to the same planet that was the final stage and then the Guardian would have to use another vehicle to descend to the surface.

Leaving behind his Shipwright being slammed against a wall by a Centurion while his soldiers not busy fucking the crew unloaded the delicate Eliksni gauntlets, Awoken gems and Hive tanks, the Guardian himself had exited his ship with his escort.

The boy wore a simple military uniform with a jacket and smooth linen trousers both purely white except for the silver Vanguard logo on the chest, selected to make a good impression among the imperial soldiers, while Savathun's daughter had worn a mini dress with a wide v cut that opened on her chest and with straps and skirt, that ended before her knees, decorated with a floral design lace-up, the lilac color of the dress almost blended with her very exposed aquamarine skin, to complete the whole a pair of heeled sandals and an osmium diadem.

Arrived on the actual bow of the Cabal vessel, with behind them the immensity of dark space and in front of them the Citadel shining with light, they had been greeted by a real imperial procession: a dozen Bracus, with a humanoid body similar to that of Caiatl, with gold and blue armor without sleeves had opened into two wings and after reaching them had played the march with their trumpets, standing at attention with weapons on display thus majestically introducing their ambassador.

"Welcome Alliance Commander and General of Light and welcome Shining Princess" welcomed them the Psion Flayer at the head of the group wearing the tight suit typical of her Optus rank, however without most of the protective armor but instead with thin golden decorations and lace and frills of white silk "Her Imperial Majesty, Caiatl the Blazing, welcomes you on his Leviathan and awaits to receive you into her Throne" he continued as the procession began to move away from the bow "My name is Haseth, Imperial Scribe, and if you like I will be your guide on this short journey" concluded introducing herself the woman.

"We gladly accept, we can't wait to savor the view of the flagship of your fleet" thanked the boy as at the head of the procession, followed by the group of Centurions with human features, approached the immense bleachers. From this position they could still observe the glorious and dizzying perspective of the Citadel: an immense complex of buildings that expanded and rose for kilometers and shone with sunlight due to the metal that completely covered it.

"Oh shit! It's all so colossal and mighty and shining... even more than my mother's Throne World! But is it really all solid gold?!" exclaimed Ihnana, forgetting the courtesy as she almost drooled now that they were about to cross the immense brass portal that was the entrance to the Citadel, guarded by an entire platoon of Centurions, and the demonstration of power and luxury that the Cabals displayed in front of them hit her deeply, so much so that she felt her pussy becoming wet.

"But of course Miss" replied, not at all impressed from her voracious tone, Psion at their guide "As I imagine you already know this immense ship once belonged to the late Emperor Calus" she explained as they began to enter the rooms that served as the entrance to the complex, decorated with beautiful engravings representing epic moments in the history of the Cabal, battles, fantastic creatures and glorious heroes and full of precious objects "The tyrant loved to live immersed in opulence, but if now there is no longer a need for such a waste of resources, the Empress has nevertheless decided to preserve the wealth already present as the Leviathan is a relic of our history of immense historical and symbolic value but also a warning about the dangers of greed and lust without restraints" concluded his sermon by addressing his only eye to the girl of the Hive who looked with desire at the soldiers with exposed muscles that passed by them and all the other precious objects on display.

Finally they came back into the open, in front of them opened the Castellum, a huge square paved with precious marble and huge golden temples, decorated with towering braziers and flowering bushes that created a feeling of peace and refinement. Each element was curated and polished to perfection just as if it were all part of a large museum or a gem on display.

"This place has changed so much since I last stayed there..." said the Lightbearer, recalling how the entire ship had been shrouded in the putrescence of dark mushrooms before Calus drifted it like an empty shell.

"The Leviathan has returned to shine with its former glory" replied Haseth solemnly "The Empress has employed her forces for months to disinfest every single inch from the Egregore ... a dangerous and heavy task and not yet fully completed in the deepest caverns of the structure, but now our flagship is in an almost perfect state, able to return to welcome life and guide our people like a beacon in the night" concluded the Psion "The hard work is already bearing fruit and what was once just a wreck haunted by the Darkness now represents a symbol for the new form that the Cabal have taken"

"Oooh there's a party!!" suddenly exclaimed the Princess of the Hive distracted.

In fact, passing in front of one of the domed temples they had glimpsed how the circular nave was full of life and activity: dozens of groups of people not only Cabal but coming from every corner of the system who were intent on eating and talking. With a simple glance one could observe important Cabal Generals arguing standing with politicians from Earth, Wizards and Techeuns reading books lying on armchairs, Eliksni Splicers and Acolytes sitting at tables filling plates with foods from every culture and cups with purplish and dense wine. A banquet celebrating peace and unity of the members of the Alliance.

"The new role of Leviathan is precisely this, to unite and open our people to the Light" contextualized their guide "No longer a useless instrument of war but a place where people of every race and rank can come together and share their ideas and stories ... like the ancient Athenaeums of the kingdom of Calus"

"If I may ask, how do Leviathan visits work?" asked the boy pointing to a huge Ketch drifting away into space and the arrival of a private ship from the Last City "Can anyone really come here? It seems really incredible to me and I would be reassured if I confirmed it"

"But of course Commander, my aim is to satisfy your every desire" resumed Haseth "Our new Empire still believes in the merits that derive from commitment and dedication: for soldiers the Leviathan can be chosen as a destination for their stay after their standard service while for civilians it is enough to convert a predetermined quota of their holidays, with a little organization anyone can afford to share this space of luxury and relaxation, from the worker to the fleet officer, and that is precisely why Her Majesty's kingdom works so well, because everyone at the expense of his position can speak on an equal footing when he is closest to the Empress.

"Wow that's really great," Inhana interrupted her, "So if I wanted to go back another time I could even if I'm not a Cabal?"

"All members of the peoples of the Coalition can freely be welcomed, but the system of visits is different for everyone, following the laws and rules of the Shining Hive in your case ... now I would ask you to follow me, we will leave the Castellum and start the climb to the Throne thanks to a rapid transport ... our vessel is still being completed so we won't be able to complete our voyage so quickly."

At the end of the square they waited for a public transport that collected them and thanks to a system of rails transported them in a few minutes to the next section of the ship. Together with them also traveled a small patrol, consisting of a Centurion woman with a human body and four legionnaires in tow. Noticing that they wore only thin tunics and exposed most of their bodies relaxed without their typical armor, the young Wizard observed the body of the woman who intrigued her.

On the Moon she hadn't had many opportunities to encounter those rare and new bodies, but she had heard of how many of the members of the Cabal had begun to transform into a more human-like form. The soldier in front of her was a woman who, despite sharing her shape with the inhabitants of the Earth, was undoubtedly recognizable as belonging to the alien race: she guessed that she had to be about two meters tall or more, but the most obvious thing was the solid build, the powerful limbs due to the bone structure and the smooth muscles that pulled shiny on the thighs, arms and chest. However, their new bodies also allowed fat to accumulate and, licking her lips without being noticed, the witch admired the Centurion's breasts and bottom: fat, mature and full.

Immediately after getting off the Wizard could not contain her curiosity and began with her question "Damn, I thought the Cabals were all muscles and armor but these guys had such smooth and fluffy skin and the one at their command ... How does the story of the new bodies work?"

Not at all impressed by the question of the physical structure of the race with which she shared her kingdom, the Psion Flayer replied with the sole desire to fill her knowledge gaps "You may not know, Miss, but the new relationship between Cabal and Humans has had effects not only on culture and technology but even on aesthetics... lately the fashion of our Empire has led many to try to look more thin, taking care of the skin to make it smoother and lose weight in favor of compact muscles, according to them it makes relations with Humans much easier" continued the guide. "To answer your question about Clones, that is another practice that has spread recently thanks to relations with Earth and improvements of technology, it seems that a body more similar to humans allows enormous social and even military benefits thanks to recent discoveries in the physiological field. The process is simple in appearance but complex in detail: the candidate's mind is transferred to a Clone produced without directives and perfectly made to adapt to its new host specifications, it is tailor-made like a new suit, and can be used immediately.

"Unbelievable! And even in this case anyone can benefit from it?" asked the young man.

"Being a public service offered by the Empress her own and only on this vessel, anyone can choose their own model and get it ... however, at the moment it is still an expensive and delicate technology, the costs are high and it was preferred to limit its use to those who were valid according to precise criteria defined by the Imperial Council ... however, it is Her Majesty's commitment to ensure that it is accessible to the population as quickly as possible, including by transforming the whole Leviathan if necessary"

"It seems that each race has handled these transformations differently" the young Wizard reasoned aloud, thinking about the very similar process that took place for the Lucent Brood "I hope that the rest of the population will be able to access it soon ... for us in the Hive it's still so complex aaah"

"Don't worry Miss, the Empress regularly makes special possibilities available to expand opportunities, events such as wrestling tournaments, competitions in the coliseums or aesthetic contests but also to fighters who stand out on the battlefield, to guarantee a popular shortcut to have access to a personal cloning tank in the meantime ... They are practices that attract a lot of people every time and are very popular, giving an equal opportunity to anyone who wants to try their hand at it"

Without even noticing while talking relaxed and walking with other visitors to the Vessel, they had arrived at their intermediate destination: an immense golden dome tens of meters high had welcomed them inside made of shining columns to reveal a new aspect of Cabal culture.

"Welcome to the Royal Baths" declared their guide introducing them to the immense space that opened up to them.

An area of hundreds of square meters had been transformed to accommodate immense pools, baths and hot springs that filled every corner of their field of vision. The clear, warm water gushed directly from the ground and ran through the entire palace or descended from openings on the walls into small waterfalls.

Due to the high temperature a cloud of steam rose from the pools of different sizes and depths, blurring the contours of the elements and hiding the bathers already immersed and those who passed them to enter the tubs. The abundant liquid and the native purple cypresses of Torobatl immediately conveyed a sense of peace and luxury that pushed anyone to relax and forget the outside, such was the magic that was created just by observing this wellness center.

"The Empress officially invites you to take time to visit our Baths directly and enjoy the pleasures it provides" announced Haseth solemnly while they were still enraptured by the scenery "It is the tradition of the Cabals to receive guests for important discussions in the public baths after you can relax and open up to the equal ... In addition, washing is an important ritual symbol of cleansing the mind and body before the dialogue ... Please feel free to enter too"

"Oh Traveler seriously?" exploded Inhana who already had trouble containing herself "Hey Commander I think it's really rude if we refuse don't you think? This is an unmissable opportunity for me to understand the Cabal culture and feel it firsthand... I accept!" she said before quickly sliding her minidress over her head and unlacing her sandals, remaining only with the skimpy blue costume that scarcely covered her breasts and groin. Giggling he threw himself directly into the boiling water of the pool closest to them, raising a thousand splashes.

"OOOOH WOOOW! It's so hoooot, come on Guardian go insideee! It's almost better than the Throne Basin," she said as soon as she emerged from the steam, herhair completely soaked and her body shiny but with a dazzling smile.

"Tell the Empress that we gladly accept your offer and we will stop for half an hour to cool off in her Baths" the boy politely addresses the boy to Optus before taking off his jacket, shirt and pants and remaining with only boxers on. Slowly sliding into the water he felt his body melt with the steam and temperature that already calmed his mind and massaged his muscles, now that he was immersed he could also appreciate the floral scent that emanated from the floating plants similar to water lilies that were laid on the surface and the intense one of the oils and creams that had been added to the water.

For a few minutes the boy had fun with the young Wizard, who threw hot water squirts and made fun of him, chasing her companion under the surface and then re-emerging behind him, rubbing on his back with hardened nipples and sliding her green hands into his improvised swimsuit, Still hungry for pleasure despite having bonded passionately not even an hour ago. Reaching her after she had dived between a couple of Exo resting nearby annoying them, the Guardian grabbed her by the jaws and immobilized her legs, holding her steady next to him.

"You need to be calmer Inhana" whispered in her ear as she continued to wiggle her slender legs "You are asking too many provocative questions and our hosts may not like it" But in response the girl of the Hive moved her ass against the boy's groin and purred excitedly. To put her in line he wrapped his hand around her neck and turned her face to force the girl to look at him "You know that the task that your mother has entrusted to you is very important ... and that he entrusted you to me that you might behave well," she said before letting her go.

"Oh Traveler!" she snorted adjusting the costume that had loosened with a pout on her face "Okay daddy, you fed me up ... now I'm going to those Wizards over there that I know, I'll behave well I promise urff" she hissed before moving away towards her peers. After his partner had left, the young man continued to swim for a few minutes, putting the muscles of his limbs into action with strong strokes to walk through the large pool, until he was tired and returned near the entrance to rest. Suddenly he realized that he was feeling strange, his body as if tense and his mind slightly clouded.

Leaning with his back to the edge of the pool he noticed how regularly huge incense burners and braziers connected to chains were dropped directly into the water of the Baths, raising a large amount of purple steam and boiling the surface. However, he did not have much time to think about it because he realized that his guide had been out of the water all this time, with his arms at his sides and without moving a step.

"Haseth, I would be pleased if you also shared the Spa with us, I am sorry to see our guide for this important meeting who did not stop to enjoy the pleasure of this trip"

"Thank you Commander" replied Optus "For the Cabal culture being invited to a sauna is an important sign of openness, according to the custom for a Psion it is advisable to wait for an open invitation from the guest to enter with him so I accept your kind proposal"

Quickly the slender alien woman took off the metal ornaments and protections of her armor, remaining only with a thin and tight black suit, which highlighted her tight curves and her toned thighs, before sliding into the pool next to the boy and lying with her head on the edge. A moment later another censer was lowered next to them exhaling his fumes and the Guardian felt his blood boiling, burning every inch of his skin with force, generating an intense desire that began to grow in his body. To distract himself, he looked around and paid attention to all the people who were at the spa with them. When they entered he had not taken much care of them, being a very heterogeneous multitude of members of every race relaxing in the water like them.

However, now the situation had changed decisively and the first thing that struck him with surprise was a small group of Cabal, intent on having wild sex on the edge of the pool, generating a huge amount of splashes and grunts. "AAAH right there! Spread me wider! Cabal cock... AAH Its still the only one that can fill me whole and deep !!!" shouted obscenely an ash-colored Cabal woman being impaled by a Colossus, causing her to repeatedly slam into the edge of the tub. Next to her a fellow soldier with a body as dark as coal was taking female Legionary from behind, both lying on soaked carpets on the edge "GGRAAH and Cabal ass its still the fattest " grunted using all his strength to dominate what was probably one of his subordinates, separating with his mass the strong thighs of the woman and keeping her pressed on the mat, slamming his hips with his bare ass, making him sound like castanets. In their midst a female Cabal soldier wanted to show that even though her size was larger, her pussy was still able to offer pleasure, keeping her legs open vertically to let two Legionnaires penetrate her wide cunt at the same time. "Please keep breaking me until I get a new body!!" screamed shamelessly.

"As you can see the Baths are really important to our Empire" exclaimed Haseth as if it were the most common thing she had ever seen "They allow us to join without barriers and unite in pleasure and relaxation, especially they are appreciated by Cabal women and men who have just obtained a new Cloned body because they say it can relax the new muscles better"

The Guardian had other things to think about than to be embarrassed or to respond, feeling his head throbbing and his hips pushing for friction desperately, after someone had lit another hearth that produced purple rivers on the floor of the room. His Light had also begun to behave strangely, and there was nothing in his field of vision that could offer him relief.

To his left, an Eliksni girl with a synthetic Exo body was about to dive from a slide "Ehyyyy!!! Careful I'm about to jump!" she shouted laughing before slipping into the water between a thousand sprays and with a thud right in the middle of a group of Cloned Cabals "Damn darling you should be more careful" they said before taking her and pulling her out by force, revealing how her costume had dropped and showed her soft silicon breasts "Hehe, let me apologize! GLRRUCCK GLACKGLHHR" chuckled just before taking the Centurion's penis in front of her down her throat as the others kept her up on the surface of the water, letting her body almost float and then lining up behind her and entering her ass "Hey hey, you should apologize to us too... use all those arms you have well!" said two others attracted by the confusion and bringing their hardened members close to the four hands of Eliksni who began to give them a clumsy handjob while trying with difficulty not to sink between the thrusts from all sides. Despite the chaos, the young woman moved her thin hips sinuously, rubbing her synthetic surface on the bodies of those around her and dancing on their members to enjoy the friction of flowing water. "I deserve some gluck bwaah more punishment ... im such a ba bad girl!"

To his right, inside a hot tub, was a seemingly normal group of Wizards and Psions arguing "A-aa so when ... can we ah ah come and visit you in the uuugh Throneworld?" "Ngghh AAA s-soon... We want to be able to organize a ritual for youuu" their high-pitched screams that interrupted their words were in fact provoked by a number of Acolytes hidden by the water below them, who used their tongues to insert them and kiss the inside of their wet cunts "AAAH their turning my insides up!" shouted a petite Psion "You-you'll get used to it baby! How I've gotten used to your monstrous Cabal cocks," one Wizard lovingly replied to her, taking the other into an interspecie kiss. After a few seconds the androgynous Hive re-emerged from the bubbling water to change position and be used by their masters. "GLUUURHRHRGGHRR" were the only verses a Psion could utter as two of them stuck their large tongues into her mouth, bringing her to the point of choking but giving no intention of abandoning that extreme kiss. Meanwhile, the witches had also moved, lifting a small Flayer and holding her by the arms and thighs while one licked the lips between her legs the other kissed the little slit of her ass "It's amazing aaah sluuurp, I can literally hear two smuugch orgasms!" shouted the woman of the Hive "It's thanks to their psychic powers sisteraaah ... we should bring them with us fuckkk ... orgies will be crazy" "They're also so fucking tight... I think I fell in love with these little sluts" "We have to keep our Knights away from their tiny holes … or they might not fuck us anymore!"

The Guardian, seeing all this, was now at the limit, grunting painfully as his now hard cock popped out of the water and his face burned with the desire to please. "Gnnnr huffgh" began to suffer as the Light that had accumulated in his body began to burn him, as if it had charged to the limit before activating a Super and now boiling in his palms.

"Commander ... allow me to help you" said Haseth timidly approaching his trembling body until she touched him on the hips "It is normal the first time at the sauna to feel these sensations ... It depends on the special additives they add to make the experience more enjoyable ... Remember that here to make you feel better and respond to your every desire"

"Mhhf ... th-thanks" replied the boy with a gritted "But aaah are you su-re? You shouldn't if.."

"Shhh Guardian" silenced the Psion by putting one hand over his mouth while the other ran to his hard cock "I have been instructed to know and work with every aspect of the Human race... and my task is to serve you until the meeting with the Empress ... Now relax and let me help you properly"

As the young man found relief from contact with the small hand running rapidly over his member, the alien woman quickly opened some sections of her tight-fitting suit, revealing the space between her thighs and slender abdomen. With a quick move she pushed herself with her heels and mounted his partner, placing hermself on top of him and bringing her only eye closer to a few millimeters from him.

"Now follow me ... Let yourself be lulled by the water, heat and humidity that moves all around you" she continued, bringing his thighs closer to his, moving to let the hot water flow between their naked bodies.

The Guardian gritted his teeth feeling the tip of his cock come into contact with the lips of her pussy, slowly rubbing between the inviting and thin folds while the Psion rested her fingers on the temples of the boy's head "Excellent ... calmly now ... you'll be feeling much better soon."

Now guided only by desire, the Lightbearer brought his mouth closer to his guide, kissing her ardently as his arms moved her petite body slowly towards his, the tip of his cock that entered gently only briefly looking for a perfect entrance to that tiny slit, moving the lips of her sex that opened to the extreme to accommodate only the tip that rubbed. Continuing calmly and forcefully restraining his desire to satiate his hunger immediately, the boy drove his member deeper and deeper into the Psion's pussy which began to squeak when she went through her slit. Slowly his cock disappeared half into her belly, and he felt how her inner walls surrounding him perfectly, crushing his cock as if they wanted to massage and squeeze it.

"Ooh... it's so tight... are you sure?" she asked, unsure, thinking that it had been a long time since she had a relationship with a Psion and worrying about adjusting his strength to that of her partner.

"Yes ... yes I want it ... You're so big too... but I'm ready" she whispered, kissing him again and activating her psionic powers, transferring to her lover's mind her feeling of having her pussy completely filled and feeling open to the limit and the desire to start bonding.

Struck by the mental impulse and psychically connected to the petite woman, the Guardian began to push, holding her lean hips firmly, while she arched her back to pin him down with her muscular thighs and follow his thrusts. After a few seconds they were already at peak strength, with her little ass slamming against his heavy balls under water while the rest of their bodies came and went inside and out with each penetration, splashing everywhere. The Guardian's pleasure was intense, having his cock wrapped in her cunt and being able to feel his pleasure increase with each deeper thrust and enjoying the sight of her belly swelling and expanding with each bounce and her expression of pure ecstasy.

Around them a group of Guardians had just arrived and wasted no time in adding to the fun, quickly taking off their armor and heading towards their objectives, laughing and cackling as if they were drunk. With a group heading left where an Awoken Hunter took the head of a Wizard and carried it between her legs while the Titan at her side lifted a Psion in his arms and used her slit forcefully sliding it back and forth on his member like she was a fucktoy. To his right, two Exo Warlocks had dived among the Cloned Cabals, to be scissored by women or to be mounted by Cabal men, literally offering themselves as if they were inferior to their strength and only to be useful as riding animals, a fact that excited the soldiers so much that they took them out of the tub and them on the wet floor, stretching their artificial bodies as if they wanted to break them.

Driven by this sight, the boy moved his hands over the shoulders of his new friend, urging her to wrap her flourishing thighs around his waist and then initiating a series of deep and rapid penetrations that led the Flayer to have her tongue dangling and her eye watery. While she showed that she still had strength in her legs bouncing while maintaining his rhythm, he began to have more and more difficulty separating from her tightening pussy as he felt his orgasm coming, united as it was to her vagina that kept him glued like a suction cup and the psychic union so high that it led him to share the woman's desire to cum inside her. There were few women in the system who could compare to the Psions in tightness and she was going out of her way to maintain her race's reputation, moving her hips and chest flexibly to maximize their union.

"Haseth ... I 'm... I'm about to come... I don't know if" tried to warn the Guardian without slowing down, eager to savor every moment inside the spongy cavity that massaged him like few others he had experienced "I want... don't worry AAAH Commander... Please... feel free to oooh come" invited the Scribe now at the limit of her strength and experiencing the same sensation as his companion, busy sliding his dick between her lower lips stretched out to the limit and whose entry was now very fast thanks to the amount of fluids that gushed out and lubricated his stick even under water, their wet sounds covered by the explosions of water that rose around them. Feeling his cock shake and pulsate forcefully, the young man took the Psion woman to himself, clutching her whole small body in his arms and hugging her around his chest, before launching a hoarse scream and starting to fill her womb, pushed to the maximum inside her, with his thick white nectar while she stretched out her legs and curled her toes, exploding with pleasure.

After reaching their orgasms, they both remained like that: exhausted and embraced lulled by the slow movement of the water of the Baths. The woman's body still trembled each time the young man's penis, still sealed inside her after her pussy had relaxed and closed, released another filament into her guts, sensing the hot liquid accumulating and filling her. Both were left with empty minds and an expression of bliss on their faces, mouths drooling open, as they almost fell asleep.

Just suddenly Inhana appeared behind them, "Oh come oooon! I knew you would have took her too but daamn you could wait for me too! ... And move now! we can't fucking take a whole day to get to Caiatl" said the girl with green skin that was not wearing anything at the time, keeping her hands on her hips sulking, while the hot water dripped profusely from her soaked hair glued to the skin down to the floor.

"You're right Princess..." their guide revealed "Commander, my responsibility is to take you to the Empress... Even if we followed her advice and relaxed it would be necessary to leave immediately" she exclaimed seriously before parting, with a loud sound like the bursting of a bubble, from the member still inside her and getting out of the tub. While the Wizard stole from the other bathers a long linen robe that stuck to her still wet body, she could observe with envy how Haseth set out to take back her suit ... and between her legs flowed globs of cum that run along her thighs and on the floor, creating a long puddle that was unloaded at every step from her satiated belly. Invigorated and recharged, the Guardian also changed into his suit and together they came out of the Baths.

They walked for several more minutes, reactivating their dozing muscles, until they reached what looked like a large indoor amphitheater, surrounded by a series of tall pink marble columns and with a dome that shone like a diamond. In front of them, on the square in front of the building, stood a solid gold statue of several meters depicting Caiatl in a victorious pose, perfectly showing his new humanoid body without any censorship and in all its glory and power, wearing only the crown and an elongated sword in front of him. Their guide disappeared behind the entrance guards to talk to the doormen and reappeared by them to tell them how they would proceed.

"Apparently there has been an unforeseen change" explained the Scribe to them "The show that was supposed to end about half an hour ago is late ... and our path must necessarily cross a corridor of the Theater"

"What can we do Haseth?" asked the Guardian

"I'm afraid we'll have to wait... who manages the structure invited us to stop and observe the exhibition" invited them the Psion "In less than an hour they will have finished and we can proceed and at least we will rest"

"Ufff and okay let's look at this stuff!" concluded Inhana irritatedly.

All three entered the theater and after several rooms dripping with gold, jewels and every other form of wealth entered the main hall: an immense room that developed in height, with dozens of balconies and eaves on which dozens of people could observe the stage placed below. Although the structure had rigid corners and very old architecture it was also elegantly decorated, with white and purple silk curtains that partly concealed the spectators and wrapped themselves on arches and columns, carved with fine gold inlays in the typical miniatures of the Cabal culture. Around them they had glimpsed individuals and groups of every race and shape, from individual Knights to groups of Tecnids or pairs of Guardians but all with very elegant and revealing clothes.

They took their seats in one of the still free balconies and sat in comfortable armchairs, while a Legionnaire quickly laid down three cups of wine and appetizers of meat and disappeared leaving them waiting for the last act to begin. When the curtain rose, the lights went out and the actors entered the scene, the Guardian was not at all surprised by the events of the show.

The narrative soon came to show a young Titan and a Cabal woman with a cloned body fucking a Psion with the colors of the Shadow Lgion for the pleasure of the audience. "And with this you have been defeated Yirix!" the two actors solemnly proclaimed "Oh the Darkness curse you! I will never bend in front of you" the Psion replied in defiance even though her tiny body was compressed between the other two actors, "You will submit to the Light then" the Guardian shouted before opening her thighs wide and pulling his cock even deeper.

Recognizing the story being staged as one of his battles against the forces of the Dark Conclave in which the Empress Cabal had personally assisted him, the Commander turned with a look of confusion to their guide. "But that's ..."

"Of course Lightbearer" replied Haseth for nothing in trouble "You see, your many adventures and heroic deeds are very famous throughout the Empire... the Cabals look to you as a strong and valiant leader... for their race battles won and number of lovers are the symbols of dominance and leadership" As she said all this, the Flayer slowly sat on the ground in front of the boy, separating her legs and moving her hands along his trousers to his waist.

"Mmm... And what does Caiatl think of these show," the Guardian wondered insecurely, thinking about how those who were supposed to be the leaders of Humanity and the Cabal, not just spectacular fuckers, were depicted.

"Ooh don't worry" she continued after freeing the young man's cock from his pants and working her thin fingers along the length while satiating his curiosity "This type of show was in fact an idea of the Empress herself ... Mhaah that also seems to be so popular among the Cabal... since the popularity of both the Guardians and Caiatl began to grown dramatically" she concluded before starting to place her small lips closed in an "o" shape on the tip of his hardened cock, kissing it gently and trying to get it into her delicate mouth.

Digesting the new awareness of his curious popularity among his allied people, the Guardian found himself reflecting on the growing resemblance between Caiatl and her deceased father. What emerged from the Leviathan: among banquets, statues, shows and luxurious baths emanated much of the personality of the old Calus. Between unbridled luxury and abundant gold he almost seemed to have returned to his first visit on the huge Cabal vessel. And it seemed that this side of the Empress that came to the fore was spreading to her Kingdom as well.

But while his guide moved her lips with elegance and sensuality on his penis lying on her face, massaging his balls with her little hands and moistening the tip with small kisses and spitting, he reassured himself thinking that Caiatl would not become like the exiled and corrupt emperor: she was the perfect balance between Calus and Ghaul,. A strong woman but open to pleasure, determined but also subtle and aware of the needs of her people. The changes she was slowly introducing were transforming the once rough and fierce warrior Cabals into more refined and gentle people. He was confident that with her in government the relationship between Humans and Cabal would only progress and although new and seemingly provocative, these shows and theaters would bring her people back to the awareness of the existence of the culture and pleasures of life that they seemed to have lost before.

"Hey Inhana ooh ... I thought a kind of theatre like this could..." he set off to ask his Hive mate before realizing that the chair next to theirs was empty "O Traveler Inhana?!" he almost screamed without seeing her while Haseth still tried to get his wet cock into her tight throat with little success.

Jumping up, the Guardian realizes that while he was lost between his thoughts and the blowjob, the Wizard had disappeared without them noticing. "We have to find her ... she doesn't know this place and could get lost or get into some trouble!" the young man panicked.

Getting up, Psion tried to reassure him "Don't fret ... I will go and talk to the guards, wait for me near the entrance I will come back with what I find and we will look for her ... We will not abandon you" she said as a small trickle of saliva still ran down her lips.

So as she ran to the two Centurions guarding the exit from the theater, the Guardian came out the opposite side returning to the entrance, passing in front of the stage where the scene had changed to show the actress of Caiatl in the act of dominating a Knight of the Hive crushed under her feet "Kneel Xivu Arath ... You have been defeated and now you will have to pay for your crimes" she growled before mounting him furiously.

Not even the time to take a breath of air at the entrance that immediately the Psion had already reached him running "The uff uff the guards at the exit did not see her ..." she explained wearily "... But they heard on the radio two reports of an unidentified visitor wandering around... They think they know where she may have gone, I can still guide you."

"Soon then... we don't have a second to lose, let me get ahead!" the Guardian almost shouted, remembering the task Savathun had entrusted to him, which was to watch over her daughter.

"Although I don't know this section of Leviathan very well... I'll stay in touch with the other guards for updates" Haseth concluded before starting to run to their new unscheduled destination.

Keeping a rapid march so as not to get tired immediately, the two entered through a small door of a minor and secluded building of the theater square, the guards who had already heard their communications stepped aside simply showing them the passage.

For a few minutes they took a narrow, narrow path that gradually descended to the depths, one floor at a time and passing by several elevators and small sloping rails. "These should be part of the internal transport systems for small containers and other objects" explained the Optus at least happy to still be able to play its role as a living encyclopedia "From these ducts moves a large part of everything that serves the inhabitants of the vessel".

At the end of the descent, after a few seconds of reasoning by the Psion, they took a even smaller entrance, which they managed to open only waiting for a confirmation from some control center with which the woman had made contact, after that door they would have entered a service area. For the next quarter of an hour they walked through narrow and twisted corridors, which even forced them to bend and proceed crouched in some places. All around them order and splendor had disappeared to give way to endless industrial plants: immense machinery and puffing engines, pistons and fans croaking and squeaking, pumps and valves emitting whistles and a constant mass of pipes and cables of all sizes that wrapped along their path.

"Ok.. right straight then turn .." muttered Haseth "And remember commander ... not all areas of Leviathan have been 100% secured, we will have to be alert"

The claustrophobic and chaotic landscape brought back to the memory of the Guardian his past missions in the ship of Calus, whether they were challenges or requests for help from the crazy Emperor. Moving in the depths of the ships always gave him the impression of being in the complicated entrails of a beast, alive and complex, of being only a tiny microbe within a huge network of organs and veins that allowed the whole system to function ... and provide its services to all its passengers.

Moving between the winding and labyrinthine tunnels they advanced, led by Haseth who remained in contact with the Cabal network and seemed to know the precise exit to a series of curves or the exact bifurcation so as not to find themselves at the starting point ... After an unspecified time they finally emerged in a larger and decently lit room that gave them the opportunity to stretch and recover from fatigue.

The corridor that opened to them was much quieter, without machinery but still gave the impression of being a place adapted to produce something, with metal drainage gratings on the floor and some small pipes hidden on the ceiling. However, the walls betrayed a different past, once they must have been decorated with gold, which had now oxidized or had been replaced with rusty copper panels, and were decorated with curtains and blankets now crumpled and worn. The air they breathed was also decidedly cold and had the strong smell of chemicals and sterilizers typical of a factory.

After passing a further portal already left open, the corridor continued similar to the previous one but with some novelties. "What are these...?" asked the boy curiously, approaching the new curious element as his guide communicated without talking to other Cabals and his eye clouded.

Along the entire wall was in fact embedded a dozen large glass cisterns. Approaching until he could touch them, he noticed they were about three meters high and cylindrical in shape. Their transparent wall revealed a thick blue liquid contained inside that seemed to enter and exit the cables placed at the ends that were hidden by the wall. Since the containers were slightly inclined towards him, the boy could approach along the edges and pass a hand over the glass, noting how it was finely decorated with tiny reliefs of gold in the typical patterns of Cabal art. All these apparently raw containers were probably devices of refined craftsmanship and inestimable value. The metal was also unbelievably cold to the touch and quickly led him to think about using some kind of coolant.

Just as he dragged his hand away from the icy material to observe the control panel placed in front of the capsule along the corridor when suddenly a humanoid figure emerged from the fog of the viscous liquid, leaning towards him from inside the cistern and touching the panel directly, thus frightening the boy, who surprised and shaken by the sudden appearance fell backwards. But behind him the Psion rushed to support him promptly.

"Don't worry Commander, they can't hear you... they're sleeping now" Haseth explained reassuringly as she approached the capsule to show that there was nothing to fear.

"But this ... are they clones?" asked curiously, although the boy was still a little fearful.

"Exactly... Right now they're in stasis, immersed in the nourishing and freezing liquid" the woman began to explain as she ran her fingers over the cold glass along the contours of the blurred figure but close enough to them to understand their features "Cloning tanks are a very refined and complex technology and these are successfully matured specimens and almost ready to be used"

"But... are they really Cabal? They seem to have such a human form..."

"What you sees in front of you are the result of the most recent development of our science, following your excellent experiment that offered our Empress a new body, our studies, together with the contribution of Eliksni, Awoken and Human scientists, have allowed us to replicate that result by recovering the structures already present on the Leviathan"

"So it's a bit like the Cerimonial Bathers of Calus?" the Guardian urged her, recalling the formidable enemies he faced the first time of his visit to the golden ship.

"Not exactly, but that's the idea" Psion replied, handling the container's control panel, "Like them, their bodies are artificially generated thanks to a basic sequence ... but in this case we can manipulate everything at will, be it age, gender, skin color and every variable imaginable instead of having to limit ourselves to copying the same model ... even if the costs and times are much higher"

They passed dozens of similar vessels, swaying bodies of different sizes in which the Vanguard Commander thought about how this was just a further change in Cabal culture. What was once a fine art that was distorted for war was now being used again to bring joy and a new lease of life to many Cabals, who could come into contact with the Light and other species more closely. Thinking back to the dark chambers in which Shadow Legion clones were produced on the Imperator Typhhon to fight stupidly in the outer system, he felt reassured by the Coalition's breakthrough and the return of a prized asset.

But suddenly his guide stopped and trying to apply pressure with her petite body moved the young man aside, carrying him behind a tank with a push "A Psion! He mentally informed me that soon there will be visitors ... We should not be here! Soon, let's hide here and wait for his signal before proceeding" she quickly explained, crouching down with him to take cover behind the wall just before a side corridor.

From that position they could observe the newcomers, in fact a Psion like Haseth had appeared from behind another corridor who was similarly a guide to a Cabal. This was a man with a massive and corpulent build typical of those Cabals who were not part of the army or workers and in fact his finely embroidered, light and colorful robes together with the jewels and rings he wore made him easily recognizable as a rich industrial or politician. The two moved slowly in front of a row of cloning capsules and the Guardian could overhear their speeches secretly.

"So! How much longer do I have to wait to have my new body! I have already paid a fortune ... I don't like to wait more than necessary" growled the fat Cabal.

"T-Then we should, it will be ready shortly... seriously some time is still needed before it will be fully matured" tried to explain the Psion "The procedure is incredibly delicate and must be monitored carefully ... but in the meantime you can consider completing the mind transfer thanks to our Sensorium"

"Of course the story of transferring the mind ... uff still does not convince me ... And first I want to see the end result of what my new and beautiful body argh argh will look like" blurted the nobleman.

"Um... well in the meantime if you want we can conclude by solving the other pending matter ..."

"Oooh sure that... go on let me see, at least I hope these will be money well spent"

"Please follow me ... as you can see in these tanks we can get anything you want, the catalog should give you an idea" said the Psion stretching a tablet connected to the wall toward his client.

"Um this one should be fine... it is definitely beautiful, it will be fine as the first time … and to show off at parties ahaha!" the Cabal decided after a few seconds spent reasoning.

"Oh great choice sir! It should be here let's see" led the Psion at the end of the corridor "Give me a second to configure it ..." He continued tinkering at the control panel in front of the chosen capsule.

"But won't she come out stupid right? ... I really don't want to have to spend months teaching her shit! I paid for a toy and I want to play it right away ahrghargha," the big Cabal chuckled insecurely, waiting.

"Don't worry... like the old Bathers we can safely upload a pre-compiled and built personality, it will be as if she already knew everything, ready and competent ... In this case instead of a wrestler i just enter "court maid" and then level of experience, ability, openess ... and here we are" urged the Psion before pressing the core button.

The container activated, starting to drain the blue liquid and opening the glass panel to discharge out its contents, which fell directly on the floor, the thick fluid was quickly absorbed by the gratings until only a distinct figure remained. Getting up slowly and with uncertain step appeared a girl with a humanoid build but undoubtedly Cabal by nature, bright orange skin and although quite petite well in flesh in the right places and with toned and elastic muscles.

Looking around for a while with glassy eyes hidden in her brown bobbed hair, she suddenly came alive "Oh hello ... ehehe you're my Master I guess! Pleasure to serve you" she said without hesitation and in a joyful tone addressed the rich Cabal in front of her, approaching him closely.

"Aaharha amazing!" commented incredulously as the young woman released his huge Cabal cock that fell directly on her face "Truly an impressive quality ... and say I can test her right away?"

"But certainly sir follow me here please, we have set up a room for the occasion" led them the Psion while the cloned girl launched herself to embrace her new companion still soaking wet but not for this reason unable to fulfill her duties as a perfect courtesan. "Ihihi as your new toy I hope you will immediately test me and discover all my skills and arts"

"Go ahead! It's the signal let's move" whispered Haseth suddenly to the distracted Guardian "My colleague has given me the green light, we will move to the next step, those ahead will give us the okay to continue and soon we will be out" she said before starting to walk silently followed by the boy to the next door. Entering the new corridor they hid as before from the visitors already present.

Along the tunnel this time a Psion was accompanying a Cabal with an humanoid body on a guided tour, which could easily be identified as a military with the rank of Val, thanks to the crest of horsehair on her back and the powerful armor on her abdomen, although the rest of her outfit was a simple tight pilot suit, revealing her massive muscular legs and arms.

"Then come on, I don't have all day to lose! My frigate is waiting for me"

"Of course ... here please" said Psion, walking as quickly as possible to the cistern for the chosen clone "Always the same model right?" He said, turning his gaze to the mighty woman, who was now closer to the Commander of the Guardian ... who could observe her other companions.

The Cabal leader was in fact surrounded by two cloned Cabal boys, who despite their race were quite short and slender, barely covered with a thin tunic that opened at the sides of their legs to reveal their grayish skin, and clinging to the sides of their mistress. "Obviously ahaha you have just hit the mark with these, every time I feel charged and motivated to win the wrestling tournament again" she said, groping the butt of one of them.

Once the Psion finished operations at the terminal and the capsule opened, a clone identical to the other two already present fell out and stood up again confused. He didn't even have time to say "Y-You must ... must be my ..." that the Cabal woman jumped on him and immobilized him on the ground. Quick as lightning, she opened the zip of her suit between her thighs and launched herself to mount the young man's still floppy penis, her arms tight as in a fighting grip.

"Yes you treasure ... Now be a good boy and let me have a good ride!" as she began to fuck him there directly on the floor, without any kind of control or shame, getting up and down to have her pussy filled "And you don't stand there impaled damn!" she shouted greedy at the other two clones, who immediately rushed to fill her still free other slit and help her take off the rest of her clothes, terrified of disappointing their owner.

But they could not observe any further because the Psion that led the Guardian received the mental signal and both slipped to the next room, finally glimpsing their exit from the underground sector but forced to wait one last time before continuing.

In their eyes appeared a scenario not different from the previous ones except for a detail. Now as a visitor there was a Guardian of the Last City: the girl was unarmored and was slammed against the wall. "Amazing fuck! I had to struggle for weeks with those impossible missions that your Empire entrusted to me but oh Traveler it was worth it!" she exclaimed as two Cabal Clones, a mature woman and a man, still dripping the blue liquid of the tanks, approached her both with a mischievous smile.

"But... But fuck, are you really sure I can take them like that? That's it, are they really mine now? I can do what the fuck I want and like ... no rights and various bullshit?" she asked incredulously as the first Cabal with pitch-dark skin, took her fat breasts and began rubbing them against the Lighbearer's exposed chest, stimulating her stiff nipples, while the man with the features of a muscular gladiator and with golden skin parted her thighs to lick her pussy vigorously.

"Lord! Please respect our culture" began almost angrily the Psion who had led her here "Clones have existed for centuries in the Cabal society and although they have always been expensive and rare products there are established laws that regulate their possession ... As they are considered legally the property of the owner and manufactured to perfectly fulfill their tasks they are now completely at your service and care ... please appreciate the Empress's gift and do not complain any further."

"Exactly... let us take care of you from now on" one clone said, moving her breats to make her suck them perfectly. "Just think about enjoying these juicy pieces of meat, use us well" said the other taking his penis in his hand as they both closed her on each side.

"And who the fuck complains oooh" grumbled the Guardian taking the Clone's breasts in her mouth and licking it with gusto "Uhmm muh already I can't wait to come back ... any strike for another gift like this"

Just then the Psion turned to Haseth and closing his eyes told her to proceed. The woman and the leader of the Vanguard finally came out of the halls with cloning tanks for another empty service duct full of pipes. "Commander, the last colleague we met told me that they have found your companion of the Hive!"

"Wow you're amazing! Come on, let's move to reach her" he replied, overflowing with satisfaction at having almost made it.

And so they resumed walking rapidly through the last section of the underground tunnels. Now around them the clone capsules had disappeared and had been replaced by rows and rows, almost as if it were an exhibition of paintings, of rigid black frames raised from the ground that framed panels of golden dried amber. Within each section you could see humanoid bodies held in suspension, as if they were fossilized insects.

"These are the ultimate bodies that are used specifically to accommodate the minds of new guests" said his guide even during their march "Each of them is perfectly tailored to the body and personality of the guest ... but the process of their creation counts as ten normal clones, because unlike them they can only be completed by being infused into the Light" she said, pointing to them as the more the amber squares proceeded, the brighter and brighter the bodies glowed inside them as well.

Now closer to them, the Guardian could observe how the cloned bodies had shapes almost identical to those of humans, despite the height and weight decidedly superior to his race, each had details and details that made them distinct. "I see a lot more female bodies Haseth ... It's a matter of recent orders," said the young man, noting the gender disparity.

"It's not exactly my field Commander, but I think it's a social factor" explained the Flayer "You see the bodies of the Cabals are particular and it seems that men have a greater ease to interact with other species while for women it seems more difficult, from what my colleagues explained to me depends on this the difference on the ordering of new humanoid bodies ... If I remember correctly there should be as many as 71% orders for them only"

Ending their run, they finally emerged from the deep and dark tunnels, re-emerging directly into the open, under the starry and dark blue sky of deep space, again surrounded by the golden and marble structures of the city on Leviathan. In front of them the goal to find the partner. While being greeted by a pair of Psionians inside, the Guardian noticed that the structure was in fact different from the others around: the architecture was in fact very similar to the buildings of the Earth, with metal and glass, and huge cables and antennas could be seen flowing and popping up everywhere to disappear among the other neighborhoods.

Noticing the boy's confusion, Haseth explained that this was an important research center. Here, in fact, as he had already had the opportunity to try with the Empress, the Psionic Mindscapes were realized. Moving along the corridors of the laboratory he saw the Sensorium, terminals and implants that allowed those who connected, together with a Psion Flayer, to create any panorama and scenario that the mind could imagine, in a way not unlike Neomuna's CloudArk. Around them and the machines also hurried Eliksni of the House of Light, Shining Maliarde and technicians and Human Warlocks. In fact, all the races of the Alliance had committed themselves to the delicate procedure and technological developments, as the Mindscape project had attracted many curious people, welcomed by the Empress who had personally financed the research in this field.

"Is this where the minds for the Cabal Clones are loaded from?" asked the Guardian, observing the large amount of Cabals connected to the simulation and under the supervision of the researchers.

"Exactly, the Mindscape allows you to easily collect a large amount of data not only on the mind of the individual but of his entire body ... after a dozen sessions you get a reliable copy that can be transferred to the new cloned body" explained the Psion "But this is only thanks to the advances that technology has achieved as a result of the contribution of the Technosymbiotes of the House of Light and the skill of Neomuna's technicians with simulations" and as she spoke they passed in front of a small group of Awoken Techeuns with their dark purple robes and gems. "In addition, the operators of Queen Mara Sov are an essential component of our team, they are in fact the only ones able to intervene on the paracausal components of the process of the final phase, ie the transfer of the mind from one body to another ... the help of the Reef has been widely recognized and appreciated by the Empire"

They finally arrived at the room where they found their friend. The Hive girl had just emerged from the simulation tank and was putting on her thin clothes as the screen above her showed what looked like the command deck of a Cabal warship. "Oh you have finally arrived! It took you some time ... you missed this cool tool, it can even create a ship where you are in charge and everyone must..." The Wizard began as if nothing had happened.

"Inhana you're fine! We had worried about you and looked for you all this time ... we are happy" replied both the Guardian and Haseth happily.

"Well of course it's not that I need a bodyguard to go around I know how to get by on my own" she said angrily making a green Soulfire flame appear on the palm of her hand "And then you were more busy making "friends" with our guide than visiting Leviathan or going to Caiatl ... I was getting bored!" she concluded, tongue-in-cheek.

"My job was to help the Commander in everything..." tried to justify herself the Psion blushing.

"It doesn't matter now, what matters is that we are all safe and together again" reassured the boy, still a little panting after the long effort of the previous hours "I'm sorry I neglected you Inhana, the task that your mother had entrusted to me was to accompany you and instruct you ... But as a friend it was also to be available, I hope you will accept my apologies."

"Yes, everything is fine, don't be a fool now" said the girl giggling embarrassed "But remember that you owe me something now ... I'm kidding! I know it's also my fault I had to warn but you know how this place is great and there are so many interesting things to observe while you two were having fun"

"L-lady Inhana, I have also failed in my task," the Psion woman resumed, "I wanted to remind her that I am also at her service for anything she needs!" she said, approaching the Wizard's body and pressing on her.

"Well, my appointment with the Empress is in a while... and I wanted to stay here a little longer to examine the lab uhmm do you think you can keep me company?" said the girl of the Hive, bowing her head to whisper in Haseth's ear in a persuasive voice.

"S-Sure lady... I hope I can be a good guide once again" she said tense before turning to the Guardian "Commander, the Throne of our Empress is really close to us, following the transport system should allow you to arrive directly without any interruption, I hope I can stay to help the Princess if you don't mind"

"But of course Haseth, I think I can get away with it now, and thank you very much for your services" the boy thanked his guide "And you Inhana, see to behave well until the next ship of the Lucent Brood arrives"

"Oh sure dear... I think I will really like my new job as Ambassador for the Cabal" said the witch pinching the thigh of the Flayer hugging her "I will offer my mother your greetings, good meeting! Byeee"

After all saying goodbye, the Guardian was escorted out of the laboratory by a pair of centurions to a train similar to the one they had taken to get to the Baths and this time moved much more quickly through the City of the Leviathan. Passing through the gilded palaces, the boy had the opportunity to observe the terraces and buildings still under repair and modernization shining with the light reflected by the artificial suns of the vessel. Together with the comings and goings of people moving between the palaces or descending from the dozens of ships of all shapes that docked. What had been built by the Empress was perhaps the point of Sol that today welcomed with more freedom every race of the Alliance, a true symbol and model for the Light.

In a short time his transport had risen high, to the highest region of the urban area where once stood the Tower of the Calus Observatory and now his daughter had built a magnificent palace and her new Throne Room. The view was made breathtaking by the central building that was located at the end of an endless staircase and stood like a golden hill that touched the space itself, illuminated by the two artificial suns.

Overcoming an incredible deployment of Colossi Val guarding the entrance, who recognizing the leader of the Humans and performed a bow and another presentat'arm that made the air resound, he was welcomed inside.

Interior not least: a room that seemed to disappear into the sky extended as far as the eye could see, an immense almost open area that gave the illusion of a sky thanks to shining columns that soared like trees made of pure quartz. The central avenue was decorated with intricate floral decorations of the tufts in bloom and passed under an avenue covered with gigantic statues placed on the sides: two naked gladiators holding their blades crossing them over the heads of passers-by and creating a gallery of gold above them, banners with the logo of the Cabal Empire, blue and purple, They were hanging and wrapped everywhere.

But what amazed the Guardian the most, who now crossed the hall to reach the Throne Room at its end, was how the room was not used as a temple, chambers of representatives and politicians or embassy thought of as a huge combat arena open to the public!

To his right and left were dozens of rings, raised platforms and courtyards where anyone could participate in organized tournaments, challenge others or follow training sessions with famous masters. And they were certainly popular activities among the warrior people and not only, as evidenced by the small crowds that gathered around every fight in progress or to participate in groups.

There were so many people that there were even street stalls of drinks and food that roamed the rings and someone had even organized a banquet to rest after the efforts. Hearing the shouts, applause and screams of defeat or anger it was almost as if it were an immense and constant party, something that perfectly embodied the spirit of Caiatl and the new Empire reforged in the Light.

Moving through the crowd of the public it was impossible not to stop and observe the struggles, recalled by the screams, spasms, grunts and incitements but above all by the constant sound of skin banging against the skin with force. In front of him, waiting for a group of soldiers to proceed, he saw a fenced arena where a Val was preparing to fight against a Paladin of the Reef. As per Cabal tradition, the bare-body fights took place and he could observe how the two women took off every single garment and then sprinkled their bodies with viscous oil from head to toe, their skin sparkling and showing the details of the strong muscles they both had, the Cabal woman who moved her hands on her powerful arms to warm them with the ointment and then massage it on the shapely breasts that dangled freely, proud of her new body.

When both were ready, the battle began, a rapid burst of dodges and fast and calculated lunges, in which both demonstrated their great experience and physical strength, clinging and touching each other with their hands, their bodies rubbing and sliding thanks to the liquid that covered them. Although both began to be tired the dance continued, both now on fire from the challenge that was becoming personal, red with fury and adrenaline as they threw themselves at each other one last time.

Taking advantage of her powerful size, the Cabal soldier managed to collect the blow of the Awoken bringing her to the ground and locking her legs between her thighs "Victory! Ahahaha" she exulted towards the audience in rapture "Uff you fought well small lady ... you defended your uff reputation" she praised the defeated fellow commander as she rubbed her groin forcefully on the woman, exploiting their position, seeking relief for the excitement that was filling her "Urgghh do not think that Awokens give up so easily" growled the Corsair even if more than trying to get up and free herself from the grip it seemed like the only result she obatined was the increasing friction between their sexes still stuck together"I want a rematch!" she railed against the Cabal who replied grinning "Oh you'll have it ... I will give it to you for sure in my private rooms arghaga "

Continuing through the stands, the scenarios were quite similar, standing out only for the almost infinite variation of fighting styles and different types of participants. To his left, above a ring, a Cabal Centurion boxed an Exo Captain. Although both snorted in pain with each blow they received, they did not seem willing to give in so soon, performing a show of rapid jumps and lunges that put their gymnastic bodies on display but above all the way in which they freely bounced the massive cock of the soldier and the silicone breasts of the Eliksni woman as they moved rapidly.

Although the Cabals were definitely the Alliance race that perfectly embodied the warrior spirit and stood out for their strength, in this round it was an Exo Captain that won, knocking out the Centurion with a strong blow to the leg. "Ah this round I beat you but I'm ready for the next one" said the woman spitting a little blood "Argh fuck sure it's just an unequal fight with you Eliksni" grunted the defeated while he was helped to get back on his feet "With four arms it is really unfair ... they should ban it!" he complained, looking at the second pair of Exo limbs "Uhmm what you want... But last night I don't think you complained like that about the fact that I had a second pair of hands" she laughed.

Arrived almost at the end of the room, the Guardian noticed how the crowd had decreased, now around him there were mostly small groups or even individuals who trained without real combat. He was struck in particular by an imposing Titan who sported a short cloak of the Future War Cult and seemed to act as a teacher, in fact in the new Cabal Empire, anyone who declared himself loyal to the Empress could assume roles and positions in the army, as dictated by the ancients in which the empire was founded by different races. The Lighbearer seemed committed to practicing together with his students a particular style of struggle that the Commander was able to recognize thanks to his sessions with Caiatl herself, a sort of terrestrial sumo in which whoever won a round had to perform an act of dominance towards the defeated, in perfect conquering tradition of the Cabal.

The Human instructor had just defeated a Psion Flayer, knocking her to the mat and inserting his penis inside her for a couple of quick pushes, as per the rules "Oooh Oh Traveler! Another defeat damn" said with a shout the slender girl "It doesn't matter, the important thing is to get up and learn ... at the next round work more on the movements of the hips" encouraged the Guardian moving on to the next training "Y-Yesh the hips ... Yes" managed to finish the student still poured to the ground with a distorted face.

Observing how the next student, a very young Wizard with green skin, fought the Guardian it almost seemed that, by leveraging their slender and lean form, the girls of that course almost ended up defeated quickly and every time, ending up on the ground and immediately opening their thighs to receive with expectation that couple of penetrations that their tireless teacher was obliged to grant them after their rapid defeat.

But the Guardian did not think too much because he had arrived at the end of his visit, at the end of the room, under another statue set with rubies representing the Empress with her arms open to visitors in an inviting way, was the door to the Throne Room. Recognized by the two Colossi guarding, he was welcomed inside, passing almost as if it were an obstacle a corridor in which the blue flags with the Imperial coat of arms descended to the ground, obstructing the view of passers-by and forcing them to move between the curtains that touched them everywhere. He eventually emerged in front of the Throne at the heart of Leviathan.

However, right at the entrance he met two figures that he never expected to meet here: they were the two Failsafe twins, with their Exo bodies one full white and the other full black, wearing a simple laboratory suit of the Ishtar Collective, the two girls had in fact been commissioned by the Vanguard to deal with the management of Mercury and research on Vex and for this reason they worked closely with Maya Sundaresh and the technicians of Neomuna.

Seeing the Commander they both greeted him "Woooa hello Guardian!!! How nice to see you ... and right here! What are you doing up here tell us!" said the most exuberant "-He must be here for a meeting with the Empress, I just hope it will be less boring than ours-" snorted the other in a gloomy tone.

"Exactly, Failsafe, I'm also here to meet Caiatl... but I thought I would meet you later on Mars?" replied the young man who had planned to be welcomed by the two only at the end of the journey.

"Weeeell ... we were sent by Elsie because she wanted to discuss some quick changes for the project, that woman is always full of such outlandish ideas!" "-And it's always up to us to manage these heavy jobs-"

"Well in this case how about if we go back to Neo-Torobatl together when I'm done here?" asked the Commander happy to have met his collaborators "So you can update me on the developments of what they have called me to supervise ... I still have to figure out what I have to do exactly"

"Oooh of courseeee! With pleasure Guardian, we look forward to having you with usss, we will be waiting for you on our ship, hurry up!" "-While you finish your discussion I will have to fix the reports then-"

"Thank you very much for the ride, I will see you soon then Failsafe"

Now finally in front of the Throne after so long since his last visit, the Guardian saw how the room had definitely changed: no longer as the late emperor had furnished it and without even a classical throne, in its place, surrounded by gigantic statues with blades unsheathed towards the center and smoking braziers, there was an imposing bed of gold bladacchino, Decorated with heavy blue curtains.

Finally approaching he was greeted by the Empress, the woman had in fact noticed him only when he had approached since until a few seconds before she was busy on the mattress of her throne-bed ... And she wasn't alone. The leader of the Cabal, with skin red like clay, was busy mounting Lord Saladin's cock, lying on the blankets, while she held Lady Ephrideet by the shoulders, rubbing her breasts against those of the Guardian and kissing her greedily. Rather than having sex, the three almost seemed to be fighting, with the man suddenly moving to take the Empress from behind, causing her to end up with her face on the other Iron Lord's pussy. Their muscles were tense and they seemed constantly looking for a position that would allow one of them to be in control, like in a fierce three-on-three fight.

"Oh Guardian... damn they didn't warn me that you would arrive so soon!" the Cabal woman finally noticed, separating from her other two lovers "Oh you will forgive the little break between meetings" she said getting out of bed and wiping the copious sweat from her forehead, taking a purple dressing gown and getting ready to talk.

"No problem Empress, the journey was a bit turbulent but for some strange reason I managed to arrive early" flew over the young man greeting with a nod the two Guardians of the Earth who had greeted him. Efreedit and Saladin were in fact both close collaborators of the Empire and Representatives for the Vanguard on Leviathan, as well as military commanders with the rank of Valus and with the task of training the troops of the fleet. Even though their schedule was so full, they began to fuck vigorously with each other even without the third member of their relationship.

"Oh yes, I got the report! Did everything go well in the end?" replied Caiatl, thinking of the news that had reached her as she put on her robe tightened open, still hot and sweaty from the action.

"Nothing serious... I would just remind her to pay attention to the new Ambassador of Lucent Brood, she has a lot of potential but she is also very young and curious, also I would like to praise the guide who accompanied us, Haseth did a truly excellent service" began the boy.

"Oh thank you Commander!" continued the red woman pouring a drink into a cup "I'll try to give her a promotion and make her take a holiday at the Last City I hope you can meet her again ... and about the Hive Princess I'm going to make her do some special work to train her to the best ... I know Savathun has different methods to manage her subordinates but if she wants to work with the Cabals she will have to adapt."

"Speaking of working with the Cabal," the Guardian continued, "HELM should have finished downloading what the other members of the Alliance had promised it, I hope it will be enough."

"Oh of course!" said the Empress, putting down her glass and reopening a Cabal tablet near her nightstand "Um, let's see... ah yes, the cluster tanks of the Hive should solve the problem of the Clones, you see we were really short of Light collected in order to increase production to a considerable level"

"Haseth told me about it, with this many more Cabals should be able to access the new bodies" the Guardian recalled.

"Exactly, and while we're at it, I'd like to offer you a new collective training of our forces, a show of strength in the external system!" roared the woman, flexing her muscular arm.

"Um.. I will have to talk about it to the council but I think it can be done certain" reasoned the Commander

"... Great... oh also there were the Splicer Gauntlets of Eido right... those should help the Psion Flayers work on the Mindscape updates... and those should be the elements that the Empire must provide to the Coalition project" she said showing a projection of the cargo they loaded inside the HELM " we have just finished loading the new psychic simulation technology ... very delicate material"

"The Vanguard is grateful to her and I am sure that Amanda will have taken care of it with the utmost care" began the Guardian, now one step away from having completed the task entrusted by the Council "I am really curious to understand what will be the result of the effort of all the races of Light"

"Oh Ikora hasn't told you yet?" replied Caiatl surprised "Well you see you want it to be a surprise ahaaha are many private about what they are developing on Mars ... anyway thanks to you for the work done Commander, the system goes on perfectly and my people are finally rebuilding their home! Technology exchanges are advancing dozens of projects ... By the way we should talk about ..."

Sipping wine sitting on a small table, the two leaders discussed for about half an hour different fields of collaboration between the peoples of Light, from the distribution of ammunition produced by the Cabal, to the strengthening of economic exchanges and certain products, to future military maneuvers ... And as they spoke, the incense from the braziers slowly covered the smell of sweat and sex that permeated the room.

"Well, then I would say that we have fixed the main points" said the Guardian getting up "I will leave the details to my Ambassadors as usual, I am happy to have reached an important milestone"

"It is always a pleasure to meet you Commander!" declared the Cabal woman "And remember that Leviathan is always open for you ... even if he just wanted to take a nice break from the command and enjoy some relaxation, I learned that it is very important to perform one's role well" concluded the Empress.

"Goodbye Caiatl ... After this assignment I will try to free myself to visit you" greeted the boy giving a warm kiss to his lover and colleague.

As he walked away and out of the Throne, the Empress chuckled thinking how, even if he didn't have a view of the whole of the whole some little secret had been hidden from him, he performed his task so well, he was truly an inspiration to her, as well as a perfect warrior and stallion. Just when she took off her dressing gown to return among her other two collaborators, still clinging to the bed, an alarm rang in his room and a tablet lit up to broadcast "Attention! Technical problem inside the Menagerie! Hive, Fallen,Vex and Cabal prisoners sectors open! Rebellion in progress/Calling for help!"

"Oh damn you can never have a little peace!" screamed the Cabal woman, taking the first blade that came under her eyes and pulling out of the covers the two Iron Lords who were looking for their armor "Come on fuck! We'll go to get us a nice fight!!!"

PART4: GARDEN OF PLEASURE

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Chapter 3: CHAPTER 27: HOPE FOR THE FUTURE

Summary:

Almost a year has passed since the victory of the forces of Light against the Witness and while Ikora thinks about the changes that have happened to the system from the top of her Tower, the Guardian is preparing for the bright future that awaits the Coalition and his friends in his HELM ready to set sail toward new adventures.

Notes:

This is chapter 28 and almost the end because im still writing whatever comes to my mind lol ... some stuff was basically left as ideas and i would have liked to develop the concepts around the Reef/Prison/Dreaming City a bit more, as always im open to suggestions, ideas and possible changes that im willing to integrate in the story if i like them!

Sorry if just jumping into this without previous setup might sound confusing :(

Im still writing the missing parts of Chapter 26 but this was the original idea for all the work so i wanted to just let it go ... also its probably the number of edits but ig it will feel a little confusing and heavy with underdeveloped concepts lol

Also aaargh im still thinking about the possible role for the Traveler ... idk if i want her to play around by the end and reveal herself to everyone or just be something special for the Guardian and have a talk to him at key moments and in the end uhmm

Chapter Text

PART1: BALANCE

Entering her office in the Tower, Ikora turned on the heating and the lights with a soft mode, due to the late hour and so as not to attract attention, and closed the heavy reinforced wooden door behind her.

Although she was tired from the recent running through the streets of the Last City, she still wanted to train a bit more. She quickly took off her running shoes, leggings and crop top, all a bright lilac, and felt with pleasure the heat that was already spreading in the room rising from her feet, which relaxed moving on the smooth parquet floor, and that released the warmth all over her now fully naked body.

After turning on the projectors and screens in her studio, she decided to light a couple of the special candles that Mara had gifted her yesterday. Breathing deeply the exotic fragrance, she finally took position in the center of the room, starting to repeat her joga and meditation exercises, to relax her mind and muscles after all the stress of the last days and hours, determined to get tired as much as possible and invite sleep on herself.

As her ebony-dark body stretched and bent, the Warlock's breathing adjusting and her mind beginning to reflect lucidly not only on the infinite elements that crowded her head, but on the overall vision that represented her life and the situation of the world in which she found herself. As the Vanguard of the Earth that was the task for which she had been trained and prepared a lifetime, and as such she was used to reasoning at that level ... her position required a constant awareness of the whole but also of the details.

And the most important thing that was called to her attention was how, in a few days, the anniversary of the Coalition of Light's Victory over the Witness would fall. An celebration that, as it was the first time and was so important for tens of billions of beings, would have involved the entire system for a lot of time.

The whole City was in preparation and trepidation, an incalculable number of ships passing through the atmosphere every day and members of every race already gathering under the Traveler to share such great joy, Cabal, Eliksni, Hive, Humans, Awoken and Neomuni all so close and enjoying themselves together in peace... What was certain was that not even 10 years ago such an idea would have caused uproar, anger and perhaps even heresy. The Guardian, with his shining and new Light had really made possible an almost magical change, and the Warlock was aware of it, all this was possible only thanks to him, everyone knew it.

However, Ikora, now engaged in a series of perfect splits that quickly brought her into contact with the ground, bouncing her flourishing breasts and bottoms freely, was also aware as only a handful of people were, that this situation of celebration and reminder of victory and union was only possible because few had dedicated themselves continuously this year to make it possible in the shadows, without considering that things happened randomly but instead required planning and commitment. The power of the Traveler had to be properly guided and managed, to use it as best as possible to create a true and perfect garden.

Following the defeat of the Dark Fleet, the elements that previously constituted a stable Coalition could have began to fight each other without a common enemy, leaving them all prey to the forces of Darkness that still lurked in the deepest corners of the system and awaited a moment of weakness to strike.

Bending one leg above her head and gladly confirming her unchanged flexibility, the woman recalled how a few weeks after the Victory a handful of women, as leaders of their respective people and on whose decisions almost everyone in this region of space depended, had gathered in coven in this very room and protected by several barriers of Light to ensure their secrecy.

Ikora, the last member of the Vanguard and leader of the Hidden and the Daughters of Light, Mara and Savathun, Queens of the Awoken and Hive and experts of paracausal powers, Caiatl, Empress of the Cabals and currently in command of the largest army of Sol, Elizabeth and Maya experts of Exo, Vex, Golden Age technology and diarchs of Neomuna ... they had all met in great secrecy, and the decisions they had made had transformed Sol again, making it what was today and what would become in the future in their design … the best possible they had imagined to create a real 'Garden of Light' for everyone.

Following their meeting also the Spider, as a representative between the Eliksni and his relationship with the underworld of crime had been contacted and informed in part … as they were aware of the importance and power that he willy-nilly had, but making sure that he wouldnt be able to exercise any influence greater than the role he would have.

As she began to heat up more and more in the room, feeling her muscles tense gracefully, the Vanguard leader remembered that under her suggestion, all the other women had agreed to acknowledge the delicate situation, particularly in regard to the Guardians. After a decade of struggles and battles they had taken on, the Human Lightbearers were particularly stressed and confused. Left without a clear enemy to keep themselves busy, they could have turned Sol into an explosive chaos again.

Unlike the armies that commanded the other leaders, Ikora had recalled that by their nature except for some Orders the Guardians were unable to organize themselves into large groups, bend to structures with complex organizations or even obey direct orders. Their desire for loot, adventure, and glory, coupled with their independence and potentially extreme anarchy, would have had destructive effects in the near future.

Now assuming a bridge-like position and pushing her hips upwards, her strong hips and abdomen swaying in rhythm along with her crotch, the Warlock reminded herself of how Caiatl's counsel had been essential to help resolve the situation. Taking inspiration from how well she had handled the situation of relations between Humans and Cabal and the regulation of entering the Leviathan for the various races, the red skinned woman had launched the idea that the group had then elaborated.

The new official system of the Vanguard would have allowed maximum yield with minimal changes. Currently, the Guardians were entrusted with a system of missions structured on different levels, dividing patrols on planets, neutralization and capture strikes of high profile targets and special raids that offered proportional rewards. In fact, not only weapons and armor of different quality and produced by the different countries that made up the Coalition, were offered to the Lightbearers but also a special pass that based on the number and level of missions completed guaranteed a certain amount of time to spend in the different kingdoms that formed their alliance, a sort of diplomatic passpartout. As the Empress had explained, it seemed that humans were particularly interested in spending their time in peace with their colleagues as well as fighting and raiding, and her model for access to Leviathan had produced solid results.

Stopping her training as she felt her chest throbbing with the effort., Ikora sat on the floor bending back with her elbows to support her back. Checking her breathing to catch fresh air, she turned her gaze to look at the huge screen installed on the wall in front of her desk.

As several streams of sweat dripped down her black skin, flowing from her temples to her juicy tits and gathering on her toned belly that rose and lowered rhythmically, the woman took vision of how their idea had taken shape and had been implemented concretely in the months following the meeting. The digital map represented their solar system, with hundreds of reports coming from every planet and information from their allies. Also highlighting the teams of Guardians in action in their different missions , with the status of each individual, personal information, operational history, preferences and hobbies of all kinds ...

The Vanguard that she commanded had managed this new structure perfectly, thanks to the network of her Hiddens and the informations were sorted and classified and in a similar way the Guardians who were registered to participate in the missions, in turn were selected for compatibility and requests of the allies.

The other leaders were immensely satisfied with the way in which the missions were carried out with method and professionalism, allowing to reduce the load that their kingdoms, engaged in reconstruction following the conflict, were not able to fully manage. In addition, the new reward system had positively improved relations between races that were once enemies. The Light Bearers had slowly become more docile and willing to follow the demands of the Vanguard who rewarded them so generously and in an organized manner with enough quality time among the new neighbors to enjoy their alliances.

Ikora, now immersed in the fumes of the candles that had now enveloped the room, felt her deep desire for control and organization satisfied. The map projected on the screen, lighting up with completed missions, in progress and on the list, complete with reviews and detailed analysis of the overall situation was stimulating her mind and her sense of order and completeness. Almost without noticing, the Warlock had let her hand, that she used to wipe away the sweat from her belly, slide until it was placed between her thighs.

Turning her gaze to the smaller screen on the wall to her right, the leader of the Tower recalled how an important decision that had been made by the assembled coven that day had been to divide the internal system among the members of the Coalition. After repelling the forces of the Witness, the planets closest to the Sun enjoyed relative tranquility but above all the Cabal, Eliksni and Hives populations were exhausted and homeless. Despite the predictable opposition of some factions of Humans, to whom were quickly pointed out the error in their ideas thanks to particularly convincing meetings, the resettlement of the different races on the planets was proceeding well with the schedule.

The digital map first showed the Reef, firmly controlled by the Awoken and represented by Petra Venj. Here her people patrolled the still haunted frontiers of the system and coordinated the joint efforts of the Coalition armies but they also began to rebuild settlements in the Shore, even going so far as to restore the Prison system in an innovative way and after reopening access and lifting the curse of the Dreaming City they turned their capital into a cultural meeting garden for the development of advanced paracausal technologies.

Soon after, Mars was offered to the Cabal, with whom relations were mediated by Lady Efreedit. The people fleeing their destroyed empire had worked vigorously to build a new home, and now Neo-Torobatl was already a quarter operational and habitable, under the watchful eye of the Empress in orbit in her golden vessel, transformed into a meeting point for every ally and a center focused on training and physical development of the body in all its forms, where Cabal and Guardians were constantly honing their strength together to counter every possible threat to their newly acquired happiness.

Coming to Earth, now almost completely liberated, Humans had begun to build settlements far from the Last City and under the leadership of Suraya Hawthorne they were colonizing the wild frontier that once belonged to Humanity ... but even if many had moved away to build their lives in total freedom, in the open spaces that guaranteed safe privacy and the possibility of spending time with anyone they wished, just as many had decided to remain under the warm Light of the Traveler, who blessed the City that was still the central and ideal meeting point of the whole system.

The Earth's satellite on the other hand, that had been under the control of the Lucent Brood for some months now, following the incredible ritual of the Queen of the Hive and the continuous work that Eris Morn carried out to ensure the full integration of the Moon with the Throneworld, transformed into a place where veneration of both Darkness and Light had become central along with the development of those that used those powers to help others, studying and honing the pure power of the entire paracausal spectrum and any derivable magic, only beginning to understand its true potential, even attempting to play with the Ascendant Realm itself.

Moving on to Venus, only a month ago the first expeditions of the House of Light led by Eido, had arrived on the surface, starting to use the bases of the defunct House of Winter, supported by Ada-1 that coordinated the transfer of resources and civilians from the Eliksni Citadel under the Traveler, and there was a future in which they could reside and develop permanently and semi-autonomously.

Finally, Mercury, despite still being covered with Vex structures that made it a hostile territory, had already been assigned as designated to host the recently appeared Shining Collective, and in fact the Failsafe twins were already present in the ancient base of the acolytes of Osiris, and together with the generous and extensive help of thousands of Neomuna volunteers who came to try their hand at change and study the alien machines, they aimed to prepare the planet for a future that was hopefully not too far away, in which even the Vex could live with them.

While mentally reviewing the status of each planet in the inner system, pleasantly satisfied with the situation and how complex problems such as the coexistence of different races in a relatively close space had been decisively and effectively handled, Ikora had let her first finger slide inside the slit between her legs, parting her wet lower lips and moving her thumb slowly back and forth, adding to the warmth of the room a more intense and intimate feeling. The woman could already feel the small jolts of pleasure running through her tense nerves and tired muscles, regenerating her and awakening her insatiable desire.

The group of women who met some time ago, however, had not limited themselves to dividing and separating, aware that precisely because they themselves were a different group united by common interests but belonging to different worlds, this would not be enough. Creating defined spaces for everyone would help to have private spaces in which to evolve in tranquility to rediscover the culture of each race in having a territory to call home ... however, in the long run this could have caused differences, separations and eventually discord.

It was precisely for this reason that Maya had proposed the role of Ambassadors for her friends and companions, Lightbearers or not, whom they knew and to whom they could rely for the delicate tasks of mediators between the different entities of the Coalition. However, all this had to be taken to an even higher level. Immense projects aimed at consolidating collaborative relationships had in fact been developed and as had happened about three months ago, HELM had become an itinerant embassy, which led by the Guardian, a symbol of the Light, would guarantee a constant flow of exchanges and communication in the internal system.

While on Mars Ana designed and built a new research and development center with the new Warmind at its heart to push beyond the merely physical capabilities of their technology, on the Moon Eris and Savathun carried out prominent analyzes and insights on Light and Dark to refine their knowledge and uses. On Venus, Elizabeth and Ada planned to move the Deepstone Crypt and connect it to the Glass Vault, to ensure that the future Eliksni coming on the planet could obtain Exo bodies more easily and in every form. Finally, on Mercury Maya and the Failsafe twins had planned to install the gate of the Black Garden, allowing his new creation a place already integrable but also where the nature of the Vex dimension could have made the arid planet a fertile paradise of vegetation and water. In all this, the Reef would play the role of logistics hub, connecting everyone on common ground and ensuring their safety to future threads.

All these developments would strengthen the common ties between the different races, fostering exchanges and building relationships that would ensure stability in the medium term. However, she remembered that another problem had arisen in that very discussion. While the ebony Warlock had now completely spread her legs fully, starting to penetrate herself deeper and faster with two fingers while her forehead and chest started to become covered with dripping sweat, she had turned her gaze to the left wall.

Here a further screen projected an equally complex map, full of alerts, tracers, projections and reports that would have overwhelmed the senses of those who were not used to processing such a large amount of data. The problem they discussed concerned the armies of Coalition commanders. If their people could now enjoy after years a peace, in which to build and share the Light with others, the armies had to be kept active, so that they would never lose their readiness and effectiveness.

After a heated and particularly heated discussion, Mara that until then had remained silent thoughtfully, had come out with a particularly articulate and daring plan. The map to the left of the leader of the Guardians illustrated the planets and satellites that were beyond the asteroid belt. Following the plan of the Queen of the Awoken, these moons would be voluntarily left to their multiple enemies so that they could invade them and accumulate their numbers or hatch plans and plots. In a precise and agreed manner among those present at the meeting, the external system was to be divided as follows:

The Shadow Legion Cabals would entrench themselves on the moons of Dio and Thetis while their stronghold remained on the Typhoon Imperator, still crashed on Neptune. The Vex of the Sol Divisive would hide in their facilities on Ganymede and Nessus while the Pyramidion from which they were created remained on Io. The Horde of Xivu Arath would infiltrate only Titan and Callisto as they could enter Sol only from the Dreadnaught portals. Finally, the Fallen who had responded to the call of the House of Salvation, still anchored in Europa, and had flocked from the rest of the galaxy would land only on Rhea and Iapetus.

What might have seemed like a crazy plan and that could have brought the destruction of Sol instead had proved to be effective in recent months, being able to operate their previously built system of Vanguard tasks. The Tower's missions, purpose-built and operated from behind the scenes from the Reef, ensured the confidence of being able to thin out the masses of their enemies before they could launch too massive attacks on the internal system. The Lightbearers' raids on the outer moons ranged from simply cleaning troops, reconnaissance of their fortresses, stopping their rituals or destroying dangerous technologies to capturing local commanders.

This methodology guaranteed the Guardians their so craved glory and loot, but it also represented a vital outlet for Cabal, Eliksni and the Hive who were gathered under the Light. These forces were in fact used for the most brutal clashes at the real borders of the system in a much heavier and more organized way than the defenders of the City and for this reason they could guarantee themselves particular freedoms. The legionnaires who had not yet obtained a Human cloned body, the acolytes who had not yet earned their Ascension Ritual and the Elkisni queuing for their turn at the Deepstone Crypt , had in fact almost total freedom of action on the prisoners. As the same commanders who led them lingered with them in the total domination of the enemies remaining on the field, basking in victory however they wanted.

All this therefore guaranteed the satisfaction of the troops who did not yet have the luxury of being able to interact with the Guardians and join them in the Light, but also offering the Lightbearers a system to remain orderly and controlled, and the Coalition forces a constant exercise of war and readiness. Their enemies eventually had no choice but to continue to reach the celestial bodies on which they had been locked up, trying to free their leaders who they knew were alive, to crowd or attempt useless experiments and plans to attack the forces of Light. Entering Sol only to be killed or end up in another cage.

The system that Mara had proposed, welcomed with joy and gratitude by the other women of the plot, however, required a particular involvement of the Awoken, placed in the delicate region that separated the two regions of the system and then committed to managing in a special way the chosen targets that were captured.

Now lying on her back, with her feet and strong legs bent and pushed together all the way above her head , Ikora remembered her visit to the Awoken realm from which she had just returned today, while three fingers slided noisily into her damp cunt, like all her sweaty and shiny skin that made her look like a black, obscene hematite. The woman was becoming more and more unrestrained in seeking pleasure at this moment, losing control over what was supposed to be her rigid meditation and logical mindset only to be overwhelmed by the awareness of control she had over everything she really wanted to have and how she could easily get out of her position at any moment and she had to bite her lip to choke her first moan.

The journey she had made for an analysis of the Coalition's progress had led her to the Awoken's base on Vesta, where the beings halfway between Light and Dark managed and coordinated actions between the two opposing regions of the system. On this huge control center they collected and organized data about their enemies. Managed by a large group of Techeuns, there were hundreds of screens updating different scenarios as informants and Crows from every corner of the system entered and exited the hangar.

While the Warlock did the interviews and collected the data necessary for her report, she had glimpsed members of the Lucent Brood, Cabals and Eliksni ... even affiliates of the Spider. In the privacy of a server room, two cute and caring Techeuns had in fact explained how, if they were not able to rely only on their forces to collect information and whispers, they relied also directly on the same members of the enemy factions, sometimes corrupting them, others blackmailing them, others entrusting the tasks of recovering intel to their peers, who were able to implement a softer and more compatible approach to squeeze them.

She later boarded a shuttle with half a dozen young Corairs in their tight combat suits. She was headed with them to supervise and understand how they operated and potentially help the Vanguard with this knowledge,observing their first official mission in the Tangled Shore as new members of the Awoken army. The area of the asteroid belt had in fact been left in the state of anarchy in which it was following the conflict with the Scorn. A decadent collection of waste, scraps and ruins held together fragilely.

As the agitated and ready to hunt Corsairs explained to her during the journey, the Atoll had become a seemingly safe haven for Fallen pirates, Cabal mercenaries and demons of the Hive. All those who escaped or were repudiated from the planets where the forces of Darkness holed up were dumped on the Tangled Shore... or they came to them of their own free will driven by madness and ambition.

Even if the Awoken let these outcasts accumulate among the asteroids, they were always alert and ready to intervene. Just as she had the opportunity to see in front of her in the following minutes, groups of Awoken randomly descended through the fields of debris and neutralized the targets that Vesta identified as dangerous or necessary. The young girls returned after less than an hour to their ship victorious, holding between the chains a large captain who had aspired to become Archon without success and three vandals, all stripped completely and trapped by ropes that wrapped tightly around their weary bodies.

"Uff congratulations sisters and companions" addressed their tired commander "An incredible first uhh mission, which confirms you as worthy soldiers of the Reef" continued as they all took off their ruined and dirty suits, remaining completely naked with their young toned bodies dripping sweat "You can enjoy the uhh first prize, one of the many to come in your new role as official soldiers of her Majesty!" she concluded before all the Corsairs threw themselves on their prisoners. Trying to release the adrenaline and tension of their mission just concluded, the women would spend the trip fucking the four captured Fallen and making sure to receive their large load of cum until each one was completely satisfied and their preys exhausted.

Along with the refreshed and winning bounty hunters, the Vanguard leader had finally arrived at the Prison of the Elders. The Awoken had recently finished renovating it, managing to save a reduced portion of the original structure but that was still sufficient for their purposes. She was impressed by the efficiency and method with which they had planned the structure that she had not observed for many years. As her companions disembark from the vessel and slammed their new prey into cryogenic capsules, Ikora observed the cylindrical tower she was in and how its walls were covered hundreds of meters high with similar pods, each containing dangerous criminals captured by the Reef or sent as prisoners of the Imperial Cabal, Lucent Brood or House of Light, and who would serve their sentences here before returning to the Light. These were continuously moved and deposited through a system of rails and automated trains that were operated to effectively move everything in the structure.

During her walk through the prison galleries together with a Techeun in charge of managing the section, she observed how the cryogenic capsules were regularly opened to extract the inmates contained inside and transport them away ... or to connect them to special and huge cables that slipped inside their ports and locks carrying misterious substances. "Most of our prisoners are low-ranking soldiers the moment they come to us … but following our Queen's instructions our experiments and treatments improve them considerably" the Awoken explained, noting Warlock's curiosity. "The Fallen are filled with massive doses of Ether to grow to their maximum size, Hive are infused with Ascendant Essence to feed their worm and mature them, and the Cabals are augmented. with their artificial fibers and muscles … all to make them ripen specifically to their maximum potential." The Techeuns continued, visibly excited by her work. "Only the best among them can access the opportunity to obtain a new body, thanks to our technologies in the Dreaming City we're able to replicate the processes that the members of the Coalition put in place with the help of my colleagues in their domains. Although on a smaller scale and with longer times we can do the rituals of Ascension, the processes of the Deep Stone Crypt or those of the Cloning Tanks ... and having the magic of an Ahamkara on our side certainly helps eheheh!"

Meanwhile their rail vehicle had continued to climb, passing in front of the cells in which the prisoners were raised as in an orchard, to end up at the upper levels where those who were already mature and ready to be ripen were already located, just as they noticed watching a huge Fallen captain with four strong arms return to his container to be put in stasis, while two Corsare made sure one last time he was completely ready, keeping him locked to his pod while alternating puffs of Ether connected to the mask of the inmate and greedy and insatiable blowjobs, skillfully moving valves and tubes to pump the Eliksni with the substance that would keep his cock rigid until the end of the small test, ensuring the two girls a nice series of cumshots. "In fact, only the best of them can become candidates for the reintegration process … Queen Mara and her Council decide whether to send them back to the Tangled Shore and from there to their companions in the external system where they will be hunted by your Guardians or entrust them to the representatives of their races who regularly took charge of reintegrating them into their societies." And just by taking a break to load other containers on the train they could see this process.

In front of them a female Cabal Commander, identifiable with the rank of Val, was facing a newly opened Cryo Pod together with a Techeun who acted as her guide, revealing inside a Colossus of the Shadow Legion, completely naked, gagged and chained in his personal cell "You certainly raised him well, a real piece of Cabal beef ah!" said the woman with her muscular humanoid body "The Empress will be proud to take note that another investment in the Reef proved to be a success of such ... uhm size" continued as the scientist Awoken fumbled to release the prisoner to be observed by his new patron. "Oh go ahead! It would be a shame to free them and let them die," said a voice that Ikora recognized as that of a Guardian dressed in heavy Cabal armor and adorned with high ridges of horsehair. "This deserves to be put to work a few months on our ship yeaaa would be the perfect way to 'reintegrate' him into the Empire" the Cabal-affiliated Exo tried to convince what was probably her superior. But her commander had already moved on to the next stage of the visit, eager to test things personally and after defeating the freshly freed prisoner, quickly overpowering him and pinning the soldier to the ground she gave him his first taste of freedom "Kick as much as you want bastard! You'll learn to obey your superiors " she growled as she held her arms over the enemy's chest and pushed hard to ride his free cock, jumping vigorously in and out of her ass "Fuck!!! Meat Shop" huh? Now I understand what you meant baby" she said to her Guardian underlying, who had wasted no time and had found another Cabal in the cell next door to own and suck off "This is aaaah real warrior paradise ... any size and endless choices, i want to battle and conquer them all!"

Continuing to see several ships of Guardians, very often sweaty and with ruined clothes and hair, landing in the Prison to transport their neutralized and unconscious targets, or vehicles that loaded members of the factions of the Darkness with a massive and powerful structure as only their commanders could be, to prepare them to be sent to the Shore, Ikora realized the perverse workings of that ingenious system.

The forces of the Light would continue to strike their opponents in their bases of the outer system, sending their ranks adrift towards the Reef, but here the Awoken would await them, and after capturing their exhausted troops, would strengthen and grow them artificially: each acolyte would become as big as a Brood Queen, every legionnaire the size of a Bracus and every dreg would grow up like a Baron. And once ready, they would become the high-ranking targets that the same Guardians who had captured them and now sought a new reward. A vicious circle of unbridled pleasure, considering how once captured again they would then end up once and for all in the Menagerie of the Leviathan, in the Crypts of the Throneworld or in the Night Clubs on Venus to fulfill the new special tasks that awaited them among their fellows new patrons.

Climbing in the upper levels of the Prison, Ikora was forced to get off her transport and walk between the work tunnels. Almost at the end of her visit to the plant a large circular door opened and a dozen Corsairs came out, their purple skin covered in sexual fluids and their breathing labored "So girls, how was your first shift!?" said two older ones to three young girls "It was ... they were amazing! We had never seen such great ... cocks, asses and tits, like those Eliksni were so ... so" they answered excited and overwhelmed by the experience "So "raw" true ahaha!?" replied for them the women "I knew you were also sluts for the Fallen brutes ... and wait until next week when you go for a ride with the knights of the Horde, I want to see how well you will scream!" she teased by slapping her trainee ass.

As the group split up to go to the showers and get rid of the smell of sex, the woman of the Vanguard recognized with surprise one of her acquaintances behind them "Reporting for duty, Commander!" exclaimed Sloane, the veteran of multiple conflicts of the Vanguard who had defended Titan until a few months ago and who was now completely naked, her tanned skin and powerful muscles covered and made shiny by a dark, sticky and gelatinous substance "Training with the Awoken Army is going well Madam! Let's continue to learn how the Horde's devils operate, their secret moves, and the best ways to defeat them in the field!" she continued with a proud voice as behind her several exhausted acolytes and wizards of the Hive were carried out of the room "I hope I can deliver my report soon, this beasts are still full of tricks!."

The leader of the Vanguard, after saying goodbye to her tireless and devoted captain, passes in front of dozens of rooms, similar to those in which the Guardians had once been called to thin out the Prisons by the Queen and execute Skolas ... but now there was no fighting in those large arenas, but as her guide explained to her, Corsairs and Techeuns had the task of taming their prisoners ... with unbridled and interspecies sex sessions, like the windows that gave inside showed. This particular gallery in fact showed halls in which the young soldiers launched an assault on the prisoners of the Horde just freed inside, bringing them to the ground with rapid and extraordinary fight moves, and then finishing them with the very long pleasure sessions split, locking the wizards between their thighs and slipping over the dicks of the knights, using both to the maximum of their strength to eliminate any idea of rebellion in them and carry on their particular training for when they were to be released. The Awoken would control the rabid inmates to exhaustion, dominating them and even allowing to be dominated until the day they would be freed or sold, certainly in withdrawal from fucking and therefore a lively adventure for the buyers or the Guardians who would find them on a mission.

Passing the columns of girls covered in sweat and Cabal oil, Hive jelly, Ether dew or even Radiolaria, tired but busy getting out and in the showers as a new convoy of prisoners was introduced into the arenas and their daily duties continued with little pauses. The Warlock arrived at the command center of the Prison, quickly collected the data of the structure for her general report of the situation and developments of knowledge on their enemies and allies and passed through a safe magic portal that led her to the Dreaming City.

Thinking back to the happy and satisfied faces of the Awoken soldiers, to how they devoted themselves so completely to fucking alien women and men that should have been completely incompatible with their bodies and morals, and of the Techeuns who made it possible anyway, creating spaces and technologies that made it possible for their soldiers to assolve to their duties to the fullest ... or the so precise creation of strong specimens taken from the scum of their enemies and then captured and resold to their fellows as nothing more than cattle, drove the dark skinned woman crazy ... bending the hand she held tightly on her inner thigh she created a lump of Void Light, accumulating it and transforming it into a stable rotating sphere, and then placing it right on her sensitive clit, turning it into a powerful vibrator that was made to take her over the edge soon.

She realized how the sight of the glorious Capital of the Reef had never tired her: an architectural work so secret and refined, a gem hidden among the scraps of this system, which after being purged of her Curse had returned to its full glory and flourished with life and activity. All its cathedrals, crypts, mausoleums, gardens and lakes were filled with Awoken civilians and members of their allied races. Obviously all intent on fucking on every free inch of ground in a blissfull collective orgy between females of every race and shape.

A small group of a dozen young Corsairs, no different from the one with whom she had shared a hunt on her way here, were in fact lying among the grass and flowers of a garden under a gazebo, wearing inside their damp holes the new Bray dildos, flexing their slender and toned muscles while the technological devices transmitted shocks and pumps between their tangled bodies "Um I loved how you rode that Centurion honey, your ass bouncing out of control was so cute!" said one with a slap on her partner's butt "We need to train together more often darling! I envy the way you slip between the legs of our prey and flex sinuously like your dancing" squeaked another as she licked the nipples of her peer "I ... I'm ready, I can finally take a Wrathborn! Im- im sure I will be able to handle a full session!" meowed another trying to seduce an older Corsair who was probably her commander, trying to kiss her as deeply as possible with her fleshy lips.

Now the Warlock had no doubts about the report of her subordinate, on how the location was called among the young Guardians with the nickname "City of Lesbian Dreams". Almost all of the people in her field of view were girls or women of every race and color, who were busy rubbing, licking, kissing and squirming in every possible and imaginable position. The peculiar culture of the Awoken had made their capital an attractive destination for the particular type of relaxation it offered to them, and in fact here women had almost absolute control and the few men and boys guests had the sole function of obeying, as despite their rank they would would be treated as little more than cocks without a voice in the matter.

Ikora continued to move through the palaces toward the heart of the city and was confronted with a view inside one of the many secluded chambers, rooms of fine and cold pink marble adorned with soft fabrics and shared communal beds as per Awoken tradition for guests. Her she recognized Dul Incaru, Savathun's daughter and now Ambassador of the Hive on the Reef, intent on offering to all those present in the chapel her small army of seductive Acolytes. While the asexual bodies obediently dedicated their long and soft tongues to worshipping every free hole, the Wizard wearing only fishing net stockings was embraced by a mature Techeun, squeezing her succulent breasts between her fingers ringed with runic ditals and sucking on her neck. After greeting her fellow colleague, the Vanguard leader moved further but could still hear the whispers of the Hive woman "You are so diligeeeent, my little good girl ... keep it up and I'll build a special ritual all for you" the Wizard told her pet lover, putting her fingers in her mouth and sticking out her tongue "I'll make you feel the strongest orgasm of your life... and then I'll let you relive it as much as the fuck I want within an infinite time loop" she hissed as the Awoken implants glowed brightly with pleasure.

Then they moved along the corridors until they reached the legendary Blind Well, the paracausal pump that could collect and refine Light and Darkness, and as the dark-skinned woman knew, guaranteed the Reef with a near self-sufficiency battery able to carry out the processes that transformed the alien bodies into something more human like. It was therefore no wonder that it had been reprogrammed to get the paracausal energy directly from the Guardians in a more crude way, squeezing it out of them with each orgasm... a method that was guaranteed by the fact that a considerable group of female Lightbearers were currently inside the pool surroinding the device, busy using the Awoken girls and women clinging to them for everything the wished for, screaming and shouting fiercely to ensure that every single drop of Light came out of the Guardians thanks to the spray of their pussies. And thanks to the bodies of the neo-humans, balanced between Darkness and Light and tuned to paracausal powers, they could bond so well with those influenced by them, using special violet dildo-shaped artifacts, designed by the Techeuns to act as intermediaries between the bodies of the Awoken and Lightbearers as sexual bridges ... and those who were not busy with the Well threw themselves at the Hive, Cabal and Eliksni who had just obtained a new body right on the Reef, to give them the opportunity to test it to the fullest.

In fact, right in the room behind the incredible device that exploited the Light there was an equally extraordinary structure: an immense cathedral decorated in a luxurious way, with female statues, silk curtains, incense burners and richly carved lamps. Here, on a four-poster bed of incredible size was lying Riven, the Ahamkara of the Queen of the Awoken, who after having definitively assumed humanoid features had been completely dedicated by her mistress as an essential part of the functioning of the Reef. The purple-skinned woman was in fact lying on her obscene throne and was being fucked with blind fury by a captain just freed from the Prison of the Elders.

He was hugging her excitedly with all four powerful arms as she wrapped around his shaking body with serpentine movements "Go ahead darling and earn your new life! Fuck this magical pussy and I'll make your every wish come true... just please come inside, fill me up as if this is the last thing you do" whispered the Ahamkara kissing the jaws of the Eliksni, as she laid covered in cum and sexual fluids and behind the Fallen a long line of former prisoners waiting for their turn eloquently explained how Riven's new work knew no break, not that she minded since it spiced up her own imprisonment.

When the Captain finally erupted inside the woman's ass, the Ahamkara's skin shone with an intense purple light, absorbing the Light of the Blind Well and charging him with paracusal energy, making him ready to be transformed into a fine Exo Eliksni by the Techeuns, before she licked her lips with her forked tongue and prepared for the next pleading, in this case a Cabal who turned her on her back and taking her breasts in his hands began to fuck her tits like juicy pillows "You look so desperate oooh... but I'm sure I'll be able to fulfill even your deepest desires!" hissed wrapping her legs around him "We are united by this ritual oh lover mine ... fullfill your part and conquer this dragon!"

However, as the Void sphere swirled furiously between her pussy lips, Ikora realized that she couldn't remember much of what had happened next. She had arrived at the top of the pinnacle of the Dreaming City where she met Mara Sov, the Queen of the Awoken, in person and then discussed with her, in the intimacy of her Throne Room the reports of the situation in their kingdom and then ... Then the memories faded, suddenly as through flashes the two had approached each other until touching, sliding their hands together while examining a document ... and immediately afterwards they were on the Queen's bed, completely naked and in a sixty-nine position, licking their wet pussies greedily and ... In another sudden flash the two woman were literally flying through the air thanks to their powers as their cunts rubbed each other with their legs clung together... an unspecified time later and they had used Light and Darkness, making Strand strings dance on their bodies, creating Stasis cocks and Void vibrators, increasing more and more the strength with which they fucked each other.

Mara's powers had made Ikora's energy resonate as they kept wrapping their limbs around each other, sinking their hands into their hot flesh and licking every inch of their skin while they continued to push themselves until they destroyed the room and themselves. The two normally restrained and calculating women had suddenly exploded ... like two savages all night long, driven by an inner need to drop every façade and let themselves be controlled only by their desires, exhausting their energies until they let their their pussies gush out freely dozens of times ... until they lay unconscious and turned over the room where they would wake up only the next day. The Warlock realized that, as only few women could, Mara had fucked her to the point where her mind couln't even remember all of it, leaving only her body to recall the intense pleasure but not even a single phrase that they exchanged beside moans and screams.

"M-Maraaaa ah!" exploded screaming the witch as she thought back to the lewd night she had with the Queen at the end of her visit as her hips squirmed and writhed out of control to the rhythm of her fingers. The pleasure was melting her mind and she just wanted to keep screaming to the edge of her lungs thinking about all the lousy passion she had helped to concoct. However, when he already thought he had reached the limit that her obscene thoughts could reach, the words she had shouted triggered messages from the screen contacts to her left. Looking ahead, she saw how the projection was divided into four smaller screens, all connected live and broadcast by the Queen's private channel. The contents, which she knew very well, pushed her over the edge, flooding her brain as she kept her eyes glued to the wall.

The first screen opened onto a cold hall, covered with metal panels, pipes, machinery, terminals and a set of waste of all kinds of technology and instruments all covered with frost and snow crystals. It was in fact the shooting of a hidden place in the depths of Riis-Reborn, the fortress of the House of Salvation on the frozen moon Europe, a real labyrinth of traps where the Fallen faithful to the forces of Darkness lurked.

But in which was also located, unbeknownst to its own soldiers, their leader Eramis, defeated months earlier by the Commander of Light and held prisoner under observation by the Awoken. At the time, however, the woman was also the well-deserved prize of a group of Coalition soldiers, who surrounded her on all sides and after taking off their armor in a hurry they began to claim her.

"Amazing fuck! She is so cold and smooth... It sends shivers to my brain" said a Cloned Cabal who was right in front of the Baroness and was holding her synthetic breasts together with his hands, using them to massage his cock, stuck between her two succulent mounds now covered in his pre-cum.

"Yet i would have not said it a little while ago! She burned so hard with rage!" echoed a Titan who was instead busy using the Eliksni from behind, slamming furiously against her Exo rear, holding tight the blue and black metallic hips and enjoying the rush of sensations every time he entered her and her cold ass froze his member "We took way too long to defeat her heck ... but now she will repay us for lost time"

"AAARGH! Damn machine spwan!" finally roared Eramis wriggling powerlessly as her body was trapped among the Lightbearers who had knocked her out after finding her cell and were now using her at will "My revenge will find you and annihilate you! Your Light will know my wrath and Gluck Glaarh Aaugl!" tried to threaten them before another Guardian took her head in his hands and simply shoved his cock down her throat, pushing it between her cold oral walls.

"Shut up you're just a whore! But at least you're helpful in keeping us warm in this damn space rock freezer... now swallow" dominated her as his companions began to accelerate with the force of their thrusts to find relief from the weather conditions in the mechanical body of their enemy "You chose the wrong side bastard! But maybe our Light will warm you... atone for your sins and forsake anger!" said the Cabal almost more lovingly as he used two of the woman's four hands to make her do a handjob. "Now that we have found you, you can receive the Traveler's blessing and be saved" he continued, ignoring the furious gaze of Eramis' blue optics knowing she could not escape the group.

Next monitor on the right revealed a dark crypt covered with thick alien vegetation. A secret place barely illuminated by some torches and on whose ground were stacked ruins of structures and skeletons of ancient creatures. They were in fact on the Dreadnaught orbiting Titan and still infested by the legions of the Hive that accessed the Solar System from the dying warship's portals.

But the real relic of that dungeon was that the Goddess of War herself was hidden here, kept with a limited range of motion thanks to heavy chains and burdened with rings with magical runes that girded her wrists and ankles to limit her immense strength. And to take advantage of her condition a group of adventurers who had found her while on a mission inside those depths.

"Oh ooooh!! Yes so strong keep moving, please!" squeaked a young Wizard from the Lucent Brood, rubbing her bare naked pussy against Xivu Arath's groin, panting and pouring to the ground, holding her slender legs between the powerful and muscular thighs of the deity of the Hive and trying to grind herself in her heretical passion against the one who had tried to annihilate her faction not even a few months ago "Uhm yeea so strong, so vigorous... aaah it's nicer than being fucked by a knight, but its as rought as one!" she continued, arching her back to move her hips more precisely against the other woman with a dark green body, treating her not like a terrific opponent but more like one of her acolytes.

"DAMN YOU TRAITOR! SAVATHUN SOLD HER BODY AND SOUL TO THE LIGHT AND NOW SHE CHAINED ME HERE FOR THIS? I AM WAR! I WILL NOT BE BENT BY SUCH TRICKS! HERESY OF THE SKY! FIGHT ME!" the commander of the Horde managed to shout even if her strength failed and she could not oppose her enemies who had located and defeated her but above all who were now humiliating her "I NEVER BOWED TO YOU MISERABLE WORMS! NOT EVEN IN THIS CORRUPT FORM! She tried to shake herself with her body with human form but only managed to push more against the Hive girl only adding to her pleasure.

"AAAAAAH!" exploded the Wizard, splashing a jet of squirt that covered Xivu's body and made her strong sculpted muscles shine " ...Oooh Traveler! We must take her to my Mother's Crypts please! I need all my brothers and sisters to make her appreciate their Light … i need her to be bathed in love!" She pleaded before the two Acolytes who had waited for the end of their lady's shift to end joined in the amusement, running their tongues over the prisoner's body, sucking the Wizard's orgasm and Xivu's sweat.

"Very well, the Vanguard will evaluate our discovery and decide how to continue" exclaimed the Guardian who until then had remained to observe her teammate in the shadows "Our discovery will certainly bring us a promotion ... it does not happen to everyone to find the monster that commands the Hive against us, and it will be our task to bend her before bringing her to the City" continued with the stern look of a veteran, revealing the contents of her unexpected loot she planned to bring home with her.

Then, to the dismay of the Goddess of War, the Lightbearer pulled out a gleaming ivory dildo, covered with small jewels and runes from the Hive, produced by the Lucent Brood just to amplify her Light and burn her enemies.

"NOOO! THE DEEP WILL DROWN YOU! YOU WILL CRASH ON MY SWORD AND YOUR BLOOD WILL BE MY TRIBUTE!" Xivu Arath tried to intimidate her when he saw her approaching with the instrument of pleasure inserted in her pussy and directed towards her "Here the only one that will be broken will be your ass and your tribute will be the orgasms you will make me have!" the Guardian mocked her before turning her on her back thanks to the chains that held her and take her ass thanks to her special sex toy, flooding the Goddess with her Light all the way into her guts, While her Hive partner opened her legs from under and prepared to enjoy the nectar that she would extract with her tongue and her Acolytes moved to kiss the hard nipples of the once feared War Queen.

After this, in the lower quadrant a new scenario appeared: an opulent chamber, with angular walls and black as night but shining thanks to the exaggerated amount of statues and jewels covered with solid gold, so much so that it piled up on the ground in the form of heaps of masses of coins.

Among the purple silk curtains hanging from the ceiling, several figures danced as fast as graceful shadows, intent on claiming a loot different from the chests, goblets and opulent weapons of that portion of the Typhoon Imperator, the once flagship of the Dark Legion now crashed on Neptune.

"Yes grumpph yeaaah! So tight and soft... I've never fucked a slut like this AAAH!" shouted an Exo Guardian as he barely stood on the edge of a cloudy soft mattress and slammed his rock-hard penis into a Psionic Flayer. "Who would have thought that in a dark safe we would find a gem of aaaah value like the dreaded Otzot!" replied an Ascendant Knight who held the head of the Psion on the other tip of the bed and locked her mouth to fuck her without any regard, interested only in using the very narrow throat of the enemy they had discovered and who could barely took the head of his member spreading her lips.

The woman who had assumed command of the Shadow Legion after Calus' defeat was stripped of her armor and covered in sweat from head to toe, a sign that the two had her in their clutches for some time now She was lying on the blankets while her holes were filled and her slender body shaken back and forth to the rhythm of their greedy thrusts "Urghhh Ummm Grrrhhg!" could only grumble, her helmet removed and a collar with the Bray logo tight around her neck that flashed intermittently while her only eye rolled back from the intensity of their abuse.

"Oh oooh it's really a shame you can't use your psionic powers little bastard!" laughed the Lightbearer, bending one of her meaty thighs upwards and alternating between her two wet holes to enjoy the sounds they made trying to open up to accommodate his thrusts. "Maybe you thought stealing this Rasputin toy would give you some extra power? Arghh but now you're just helpless" he taunted her, slapping her ass. "And this was supposed to be the frightnening enemy in command of the Dark Cabals aaah!?" roared the soldier of the Hive before covering the woman's face with his warm cream while his balls choked her mouth Then he lifted her upwards and pushed her against his companion on the other side of the bed, until she found herself in direct contact between the two, her slender body with no escape as the two allies prepared to use her simultaneously, craving to see her brought past her limit.

"As soon as we're sure you can't pull some tricks with the Darkness aah... and that you're just the fragile toy you look like now... I think your Empress will be pleased to know that we have found you aaah!" exulted the Guardian, spilling a chalice full of nectar and wine over her, washing her skin with the beverage and continuing to enjoy her tight booty, enraptured by the lust that the room transmitted with its wealth.

Overwhelmed by the overlapping sensations with increasing force, Otzot began to tremble, her body betraying the mind's commands to try to stand up to the fearsome allies of the Light, while her thighs were crisscrossed by spasms and contractions. Finally a particularly deep blow from the Knight behind her sent her over the edge and both of her holes exploded in an orgasm that sent psionic waves in the whole room.

However the Guardian did not wait for anything else, as soon as he felt her pussy gaping around their dicks he had prepared himself and now, after leaving her cunt, he positioned himself with his face under her, receiving all of the woman's squirts and enjoying the nectar that dripped profusely from her legs to his open mouth "Shit you are sweeter than this wine ... What's this bitch? Were you tired of Cabal cocks and wanted some Light to feel satisfied?" he said as he licked her still-throbbing lower lips with relish.

But her captors had no intention of letting her rest much longer, while she continued to snort and grunt between some occasional squeals and moans, the two lifted her from the soft pillow they were on, tying her weary limbs with the velvet curtains hanging from the columns of the room. In this way her flexible body was now lifted off the ground and bent into a provocative U-like position, preparing her for the next round.

Finally, the last hidden live broadcast showed an undefined structure of clear Vex origin. The metallic, rigid design opened into infinite fractals and segments that a Red War veteran would easily recognize as the meanders of the Pyramidion, a complex that dispersed into space-time and was never fully understood, concealing the darkest secrets and connections of the Vex.

And in this case what could be observed was an isolated pyramidal dome, at the center of which extended an immense lake of radiolaria, white and shimmering like milk and from which dozens of robotic frames covered with foliage and shrubs, where frozed in strange positions. And at the center of these was a huge Axis Mind with undoubtedly humanoid features: the reconstructed and reprogrammed Quria, now the Mind of Pleasure, was trapped inside her cell by impenetrable barriers of Vex code that identified her as an error and refused to either purge her or let her go.

But apparently not everyone saw it this way "Oooh oh yes please once again! Fuck those vibrations are so deep ... aaah I feel like I've had my head reset!" screamed a Cloned, ungarment-free Cabal on all fours in the milky liquid, as several bluish, rubbery tentacles of Vex origin wrapped around her skin, massaging not only her strong muscles but daring to get inside her, pumping and crawling deep into her defenseless pussy "They're so long and fluffy mmmhgaaa uhmm … their sending tingles through my whole cunt!"

"/Anomaly identified! – Objective: study Implementation: study reactions /Error: Unable to transfer data to the Collective – Cognitive loop: provide pleasure to the /Guardians\ - Error detected: Modified code: provide pleasure to every available /Entity\ – Wait / Wait / Wait – Restore Program - Study subjects available: 3 ignore errors proceed with study techniques" squeaked the Mind Vex trying to activate a diagnosis.

Quria was standing in the center of the radiolaria lake, her large frame modeled with feminine features with large portions of synthetic and delicate black material like that of Exo's flesh but also with hard metal panels typical of the Vex, writhed as if in the grip of glitches together with her single red eye that flashed confused. The Vex's program, cleverly corrupted by Elizabeth after she was captured, could now only think of providing peaceful services to whatever being broke into her cell, eliminating her old annoying function that had led her to kidnap Lightbearers and abuse them to try to steal the secrets of their paracausal powers that eluded all their understanding.

"/ Recalibration finished: - (The best way to /Study \ is to make the available entities reach deep orgasms) - deploy more resources to achieve the goal" concluded between a few sparks signaling internal malfunctions before the panels on her back opened to reveal a second set of long tentacles of solid radiolaria. Quria stretched these and grabbed the second girl who made up the team raiding the Pyramidion: a young student from Neomuna in charge of field research and who was now fucked by her own study material.

"Oooooh Traveler! Please we need oh more time!" she shouted as the flexible bluish members invaded her ass, dilating and stimulating her until she felt like a guinea pig "I want ... I want to extract every single piece of data we can! This is an unrepeatable opportunity!" she tried to continue before her body was crossed by a neural discharge that sent ripples of ecstasy into her every nerve and made her come, leading the Vex Mind to take her goal to the next stage, also invading her mouth remained open with the pleasure.

"Oh heck girls what a mess!" complained the last member of the team, a Splicer of the House of Light who was tinkering with a terminal connected to the Vex structure "Fuck it, this Ishtar code is too much even for me... but this should give us enough time! Come on now, let's finish this mission and then communicate our discovery, fuck I'll become the youngest Holy Splicer in the history of my House" she concluded before stopping typing on the keyboard of her laptop Eliksni, taking off the few clothes she still had and approaching Quria, pressing her Exo breasts against the equally soft material of the feminine Vex construct, using two hands to squeeze the tits of the Mind while the others ran to insert themselves into the Vex pussy of the strange woman stimulating a feedback "/ Goal concluded: Study completed -- Error/Error/Error – new program identified /if positive feedback and goal achieved: LOOP -- /Repeat: Ongoing goal: continue to provide pleasure to the subjects available" she finished analyzing before moving on to embrace the body of the Eliksni girl in her metal arms and activating for a second round of penetrations coordinated with her other two companions still lost in her cold embrace.

Now on her knees, with her head bent back as her pussy began to drip and spray nectar from her core, the Vanguard leader was ready to reach her peak as she reflected on how those four representations of raw dominance were the last piece of the Coalition's secret plan. She moved the vacuum ball from her stimulated clitoris to the entrance of her ass and began to penetrate herself ardently with both fingers ... oh how bad she would have loved to have one of Bray's toys now.

The last commanders of the four factions still serving the Darkness had been locked up in their own strongholds by the leaders of the Coalition. They had been hidden in places defended by a barrier that made them impossible to locate and their special powers disabled thanks to little tricks and devices designed just for them. And so the dark armies knew their leaders were out somewhere but couldn't find them. This trap fueled the continuous accumulation of troops into the different planets that justified and maintained the role of the Guardians in the system and the structure they had built.

In particular, they had decided that the most reliable, experienced and diligent Guardians would be rewarded at some point in their careers, to keep them loyal and show recognition of their work by the Vanguard. Special missions would lead them to enemy strongholds, and after a specially planned and twisted route, they would accidentally find the prisons of their enemies. The treasure that awaited them was certainly to be appreciated by each of them.

However, their perversion did not end there. Ikora,Mara and Savathun had developed a ritual that partly replicated the powers of the Traveler, erasing the memory of the prisoners and Guardians after each encounter, the last hours for those trapped and for the Guardians the path they had taken but not their sensations. In this way, even if some solitary and particularly meticulous Guardian (and she knew there were a lot like that out there) had found the location of the secret chambers, after collecting their pleasant loot they would forget how they got there. And whenever the Vanguard sent another team back there they would find a particularly lively and strong woman to fight hard before they could handle her anew.

Being directly struck by the knowledge that the system devised by their coven was simply almost perfect, every piece that fit together and every element in its place and above all that it would guarantee the six women infinite pleasures to be savored continuously in quantity and quality as they would never have imagined, constantly sprinkled with the warmth of Light and sex, Ikora finally exploded in a high-pitched scream. With one last stroke deep within her hand, her vagina trembled and opened into a fountain, splashing and squirting without control all over the floor, piling up her orgasm in a puddle in front of her as her legs began to shake and her body to flex, riding the waves of extreme bliss that crossed her from head to toe, as her moanings filled her office like it was a brothel..

Before she could bring her mind back to reality, Sen Aret, an olive-skinned Guardian who had been reborn only a couple of years earlier and who was now working as her young assistant, suddenly entered her studio thanks to the same pass that her mentor had granted her. The girl swallowed distraught having found her master, laying on the ground, naked and sweaty and under her a puddle of fluids while she had her eye rolled back and her tongue dangling out, forming an image anything but professional.

Still high from her wild orgasm and with trembling, spasming thighs, Ikora left herself a moment to think about the Guardian. By the end of their meeting all the leaders of the Light had agreed that they were in the same room at that time almost exclusively because of his irreplaceable contribution, and that he had allowed them to be probably all in a similar condition as she was herself now. They loved him very much and had decided to implement that system of peace also to offer the Commander of the Vanguard, the Lord of Light, a universe in which he could finally enjoy the pleasures of peace after such a hard struggle for years. The role he now had led him to explore Sol, forge alliances and bonds, meet new people, accomplish new feats and experience glory every day. They, too, would have repaid what the Guardian had done and could have spent more time with their lover.

Recovering with a smile, Ikora realized that Sen had undressed herself in the meantime, leaving on only her white lingerie, and she now stood in front of her mentor, facing the window overlooking the City lightly resting on the desk, her look shy and hesitant. The young Guardian was her favorite toy, something so innocent and sensitive that she enjoyed breaking more and more each time, whether with technological toys, others lovers or using her powers ... but she always made sure to teach her a lesson

Getting up, the black-skinned Warlock violently threw everything still above the wooden shelf to the ground, including the results of her recent journey among the Awoken and the research her cute assistant had just brought her after her investigation about the recent case of missing Guardians that seemed to be connected with the Drifter and the Nine resurging activty. But ignoring any form of interest in anything other than the piece of pussy in front of her now, Ikora materialized an ice cock between her legs and slammed Sen on her empty desk. As the first fireworks lit up the Last City outside into the night, the woman absentmindedly thought that her work could wait a little longer and that the spirit of the Light that everyone would celebrate soon had taught her to enjoy every moment and relationships with the people by her side, just as she would do now and for the rest of her life.