Dream Of Eternity By SlaneeshSaysHi

by lucifuge 101

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79. Resident Evil Epilogue, part 2

My great thanks to HighFlyingWings, who kindly chose to use some of his free time to be my beta reader!

Manhattan, home of Dana Mercer.

"So tell me, how are things, Mr. Celebrity?" Dana Mercer teased her brother, both of them currently in her living room, a smirk on her face as she cradled her cup of coffee.

Alex's face twisted while he sat opposite of her, as it did each time someone reminded him of the sky-high popularity he enjoyed in Manhattan, looking somewhere between exasperated and grudgingly accepting.

"Not you too! I swear, if I have to deal with one more person who asks for my autograph, I'm not going to be held responsible for my actions!" he groaned.

Dana shamelessly snickered, letting the returning glare from him washed off her without even a blink, as amused as always by the way her antisocial brother was driven up the wall by well-wishers, of all things.

It would never stop being hilarious to see her brother, one of the scariest things in the entire solar system, being left to panic just because people walked up to him and tried being friendly.

"Well, maybe you shouldn't have saved the entire city by playing martyr, then." she snarked, with only a slight amount of heat in her voice.

Which was much better than her first reaction to learning her brother got blown up by a nuke.

A nuke he deliberately stayed close to in order to bring it away from Manhattan.

Sure, a part of her was incredibly proud and awed her brother would be capable of doing that, but that part was largely overshadowed by the rest of her who was busy screaming and freaking out over her brother getting fucking nuked.

And no, being able to survive the experience did not make it better!

Of course, her brother only grunted, unwilling to acknowledge the insanity of his actions.

She tried not to think of the fact he had done that because of her. Because he didn't want to lose her.

She was touched, of course she was, but how the hell are you supposed to react to learning for a fact that your brother is willing to die for you?

Dana had no idea, but it left her rather emotional just thinking about it.

She took a sip of her coffee, trying to hide the slight trembling in her hands as she thought back to the days of the end of the Manhattan outbreak, where every day was nothing but fear, horror, and the desperate determination to try and survive this mess as best they could.

It may have been many years since then, but some things you couldn't forget- and that was literal nowadays, with all the advancement in technology.

"How was the conference? You didn't have to terrorize too many politicians into not being idiots, I hope?" She asked, seeking to change the subject.

Alex grunted, but seemed visibly pleased, and slightly amused.

"No. The conference went well, the laws we were pushing for got the support we hoped for, and only a handful of idiots ended up requiring a… talk with."

He snorted. "Having the leader of ISIS present, on top of me, was really overkill." he smirked. "Not that we didn't have fun putting the fear of us into the idiots' hearts."

Dana rolled her eyes with fond amusement. The leader of ISIS and her brother had actually become good friends over the years, though not until after they had a fight.

A literal fight, that is, since her brother had wanted to see for himself how he measured up against the mortal avatar of a god.

Dana swallowed at the memories of that… that cataclysm barely worthy of being called a fight.

She barely had words to describe what she had seen that day. Her brother, stronger than ever after having consumed various creatures with interesting abilities across the Earth, on top of everything he already had from Manhattan outbreak's, against the leader of ISIS.

The fight had been…

She swallowed again.

Well. When even the space-time continuum had been bent and broken, weaponized against her brother, who had fought less like a man and more like a force of nature, descriptions were hard to come by.

She remembered mountains of fleshy spikes, she remembered a sky filled with lightning, a ground covered in lava, the winds cutting like the deadliest of blades, armies' worth of creatures each more deadly and horrific than the last under her brother's control fighting and dying against someone who's every swing of his sword brought death by the dozens…

She remembered her brother's body, a mass of deadly tentacles fighting against something she could not see, so fast could he move… and that was before reality itself began breaking around it… him, the sight of it enough to give her sharp headaches as reality was broken and twisted like a pretzel…

All of that and more.

It was less of an unstoppable force meeting an unmovable object, and more like two unstoppable forces fighting over and over again for supremacy against each other.

Two living forces of nature raging against each other, their clash rewriting reality itself around them.

And despite all of that…

In the end, her brother had lost.

It took hours of battles more brutal than anything seen in Manhattan and far more awe-inspiring, but by the end of it her brother had acknowledged he had lost.

So naturally, the first thing the leader of ISIS did after winning was laugh and declare he'd teach her brother all about magic, and that he was looking forward to the rematch.

It was the fact that the leader of ISIS had so readily been willing to empower her brother even more that had earned him Alex's respect and trust.

Alex had expected him to hold back on his teaching even after promising them, but apparently it took very little time for the god in mortal form to prove he was holding nothing back at all.

If anything, he seemed utterly delighted the stronger her brother had become.

That had led to some long conversations between the two, but whatever had been said had been enough that Alex had come to respect and trust Aeon quite a bit.

Of course, antisocial paranoid man that her brother was, she knew a part of him was still cautious of Aeon, but that fact didn't appear to bother the man at all.

If anything, she could almost swear it seemed to amuse him… or was it approval? Sympathy? The look on his face had been hard to truly understand, but it certainly seemed as if it had been one of those.

"Well, that's good news. With Humanity expanding, we need to make sure Humanity gets its shit in order. Those laws will help with that." she remarked. Then she smiled. "Still, to think you, of all people, would get involved in politics like this…"

Alex scowled. "I just want to ensure there won't be another Umbrella, Blackwatch, Simmons, or anything like that. I could care less about the rest of what Humanity gets up to, but that I won't budge on."

Dana smiled. "I know. And I'm proud of you for it."

Alex looked away for a second, muttering to himself that it really wasn't for praise.

She shook her head. Her brother had been using his status as a hero and savior of Manhattan to try and crush anything to do with B.O.W's across Humanity, something she and others had suggested, and while he hated having to socialize, he could actually be terrifyingly good at politicking when he wanted.

She tried not to think of the fact it was no doubt as a result of all the people he had consumed. With the numbers of corrupt people with influence he had killed over the years, her brother knew how to work the system almost better than anyone.

Well, if nothing else, he was doing a lot of good with it.

"And what about you? You're somewhat famous yourself, after all." said her brother, smirking slightly.

Dana snorted. "A bit, yeah, since I'm your sister, I helped you in Manhattan, and working with Insight Corp. afterwards left me with all I needed to become a well-known journalist. But I'm no Lois Carol, that's for damn sure, even if I work alongside her from time to time."

Insight Corp. had a number of journalists they trusted to investigate and report on a number of matters, which usually had to do with uncovering corruption and the like, though occasionally they also covered stuff important for the future of humanity in general.

It was very satisfying work, very-well paid too, and Dana had very much enjoyed the benefits of siding with Insight Corp. over the last decades.

"Not that it's a bad thing. A lot less assassination attempts, for one." she dryly remarked.

Because seriously, what was up with that woman and getting into trouble? The fact she somehow managed to always get out of it was proof of some insane luck…

Or divine protection. Which, considering what Dana knew, was actually the most likely answer.

Alex scowled at her words, the thought that anyone would potentially target her for assassination visibly angering him.

She rolled her eyes at him. "Oh come off it, it only happened to me a few times in the last decades, all things considered it's not that bad. And I'm still here, aren't I?"

Her overprotective brother grunted angrily.

"You shouldn't have had to deal with any at all in the first place."

"That's the price to pay searching for the ugly truth and revealing it to all." she replied. "There's still a lot of corruption across Humanity, someone needs to bring it all up to light."

Her brother scowled but said nothing, and she sighed in familiar annoyance.

Honestly, she was decades old, she was hardly a child who couldn't take care of herself.

But just because she was "just" human, her brother always got into a tizzy if anything threatened her.

Hell, it was a good thing that rejuv-nat was so wide-spread and powerful, because otherwise she'd have to wonder to what length her brother would go to ensure that time did not take her away from him.

She was almost certain he'd have asked if she wanted to become like him if old age had still been a concern.

And she had no idea what she'd have said. She didn't hold her brother's inhuman nature against him, but at the same time she couldn't exactly say that becoming like him was something she truly wanted for herself, either.

If it was a choice between death and becoming like him, maybe she'd go for it, but that was very much a question she didn't really want to think too much about.

At least for now, as long as she was effectively as ageless as him, he was willing to not even breach the subject.

But some of their conversations over the years had been a bit too suspiciously pointed for her to not recognize he had thought about it.

As far as she could tell, he was of two minds over the matter. Part of him wanted her to turn like him, partially so that her dying would be almost impossible, and partially, she suspected, because a part of him would like to not be the only one like he was.

She also suspected part of the reason that he and Aeon got along was because the incarnated god understood what it was like to be born human and become something else better than anyone else.

And while she was glad that her brother had someone who understood him that he could talk to, she wasn't sure how to feel about becoming the same.

Admittedly, humanity was changing. Many people argued that with humanity spreading across the stars, humanity itself should change as well. The "how" differed from group to group, but at the very least, the very existence of her brother stood as living evidence that a human can change himself immensely and still remain human enough to be part of human society.

Thus the idea that a human can remain a human while being fundamentally different was at least accepted by many, though of course not by all.

Dana wondered about the long term consequences of such approval of changing the human form, but at least for now it meant her brother was very much accepted by most of human society.

She shook her head. Either way, she had a long time to think over whether becoming like her brother was something she wanted or not.

And it wasn't as if she had a boyfriend right now. She'd try dating, but most people tended to be intimidated by who she was on a first name basis with.

Her brother alone was bad enough, having people like the leader of ISIS and his Hunters dropping by every so often really left many feeling rather small.

Hell, at this point she was considering just replying to Sherry's hints that she wouldn't mind having some fun with her, just so that she could finally get some.

If nothing else, the look on her brother's face would be hilarious. She'd almost pay to see him try and stare down Sherry like she was just yet another unworthy man in her life trying to get something they were not worthy of.

Really, she loved Alex, but did he truly have to intimidate everyone she tried dating the first chance he got?

Ah well. A thought for later. For now…

"So, tell me Alex, when will you look for a girlfriend? It's been decades already!"

She smirked. She'd get him to accept that people other than her can love him yet, just you wait!

… Ah shit, now she made herself sad. Well, she'd just have to keep badgering him until he caved, because she refused to believe that, across the billions of humans in the solar system, not one woman would be happy to live with him!

It was the least she could do for him, to ensure he could be happy with others than just her, after she quite literally owed him her life.

She was his sister and she'd always be there for him, but if he truly wanted to live he needed to let himself live in full… And that included finding someone who would love him and be there for him.

Seriously, if the literal eldritch god on Earth could find several women who could love him, then Alex could damn well find himself at least one!

Come on big bro, it'd be really sad if your younger sister got hitched before you do, you know?!

-

Insight Corp. HQ, office of Lucy Miller.

Lucy stared at her computer, multi-coloured eyes glowing as her computer screen kept flashing hundreds, if not thousands of different pages of text, internet sites, and more at every second.

Nowadays, she had so much work that, if she wanted to do it right in full, leaning on her powers was the only way.

Well, she could have chosen to rely more on AI and the like, but she was the CEO, and a Goddess in her own right, so she might as well do her own damn work properly.

And it wasn't like she wasn't making use of AI. They were the only existences beyond that of her fellow gods who had a hope of keeping up with her when she worked like this, after all.

Well, up to a point, at least, since her mind made a Matrioshka Brain look like an idiot's in comparison.

And she knew that the opposite was true when it came to comparing herself to her fellow gods. Aeon and Oedon were existences that even she could barely glimpse the true forms of, even as a Multi-multiversal existence herself.

They were just too conceptually greater than herself. Aeon had theorized that the Prime Reality that the Outer Gods watched over was made of several parts, each of them conceptually infinite in nature.

And those Outer Gods had no issues whatsoever watching over them in their entirety and crossing through them to interact with mortal lifeforms through nothing but the power of their minds.

She was powerful, but casually crossing through several conceptually infinite realms at the same time to interact with a single mortal lifeform on a single planet wasn't something she could do.

Sure, she could interact with a single mortal if she was in the same universe, or even multiverse, but what the Outer Gods could pull off was the kind of High-Dimensional manipulation that was beyond even her.

In short, she was currently somewhat bound to the realms of "mere" multiverses, ones not even infinite in nature.

Outer Gods considered watching over an conceptually infinite realm to be the very basic of basic.

And then multiplied that several times over, without even breaking a sweat.

Even for her true self, trying to see the true existences of Aeon and his wife was like trying to grasp the immensity of the universe as an insect.

Needless to say, you could try, but you certainly wouldn't succeed.

Of course, it remained to be seen how long that would remain true. If she was to spread her true self consciousness to the Prime Reality, she should be able to become one with at least the physical part of it, if not the Higher Dimensions attached to it.

That alone would immensely empower her.

It was just too bad it would still be barely anything worth writing about by Outer Gods standards.

Ah well. Those were concerns for later, for now she needed to keep overseeing the full efforts of the development of Human civilization, and how to best integrate Insight Corp. into them.

At least Aeon was helping her out nowadays. With him so much less required in his Aspect as the Good Hunter, he was more and more leaning into the Aspects linked with bringing prosperity to civilizations he watched over.

It was interesting to see how much it changed him, how much more effort he put into overseeing scientists, setting up scientific conferences, and dealing with politics to ensure the good and efficient growth of Mankind across the solar system.

The same energy he once put into dealing with threats and setting up plans to bring their downfall, were now put into building things up instead.

Honestly, her younger self wouldn't have been too attracted to it, but for her current self, seeing someone else work so hard and being so capable at uplifting an entire species was damn attractive.

But then again, her standards for lovers had changed a great deal since meeting Aeon.

She knew that she had fallen in love with him for real, after so many years by his side, working together for the good of all Humanity. The sheer passion, idealism, and genuine belief in the possibilities of the future he possessed, mixed with his charisma, wasn't something she could have held out against forever.

As handsome as he was, it was his mind that had truly made her fall. A mind as sharp as a blade, as capable when it came to tearing people apart as it was to build them up.

Even she had moments where she had been surprised by his ability to plan and imagine. And she meant her true self, here.

He was a man mixing a shocking amount of ambition with an incredible desire to elevate as many people as he could. A man who dreamed of Paradise for all, yet could be more ruthless than any tyrant in history. He somehow combined the most contradicting traits into a greater whole dedicated to the awakening of Greatness of all things, seeking not simply of being the greatest, but of being the greatest amongst the great.

She knew that he planned to rule a space empire shaped in his image eventually, and she had to wonder what such a place would end up looking like.

Somehow, she doubted it would resemble any of the civilizations she had seen across the Multiverses she was overseeing.

At the same time though, she fully believed it would be wondrous beyond anything she could currently imagine.

And she was incredibly eager to help him build that wondrous civilization.

… Even if that meant dealing with even more politicians.

Seriously, this world really made her learn to be wary of their kind. The sheer amount of corruption that this world had been filled with when they had first arrived had been…

Well. It had been bad enough to surprise her true self, that was how bad it had been.

There were times where she still wondered at how the hell this world hadn't destroyed itself before they had arrived. True, her Omniscience gave her the answers, but still!

Well, at least that was no longer a concern. Any attempt at corruption was tracked down and revealed to the world thanks to the journalists and government contacts they had, nowadays, with just a hint of divine power to back everything up.

It still said something when it took decades to properly cleanse all the filth from positions of power, in governments or corporations.

Though thanks to Aeon, her mortal self had all the stress relief she could hope for. Between his incredibly high libido and the numbers of lovers he had gathered, there was always someone eager to fuck like animals when she needed it.

In hindsight, polygamy certainly had its benefits. The incredibly satisfying orgies was just one of them.

Speaking of which…

*Slurp… Slurp… Slurp…*

She looked down under her desk, her multicolored eyes meeting the lust-filled, mischievous blue ones of Claire Redfield, currently kneeling naked between her legs and eagerly eating her out.

The pet collar around her neck was a nice touch too.

Lucy bit her lip. "You've really become incredibly good at this." she moaned softly, her words making Claire's eyes sparkle with pride before she went even harder on her pussy.

"Ah!" Lucy gasped, hips buckling against Claire's face, her expression turning lidded in pleasure.

"Note to self… Polygamy is… Ah! Definitely a bonus to human civilization- Ooooh… Gotta try to see if it works… as well in other species and realities- Oh yes! Right there… Mmmmh…" she muttered to herself.

She looked down, a grin spreading across her lips, before she connected her own sensations to those of Claire.

The woman stiffened, eyes widening, before she began to go down on Lucy with renewed enthusiasm and passion, her own blue eyes turning lidded from pleasure.

Lucy moaned approvingly, muttering a soft "good girl." down at the kneeling woman, before refocusing on her work.

The advantages of having a mind like hers: one, sex was inhumanly pleasurable thanks to her superhuman connection to every nerve in her body.

Two, she could create a feedback loop of pleasure with any partner she was with, for even more fun.

And three, a part of her mind could keep doing her work even when the rest of her was shaking from a building climax.

Truly, it's good to be a goddess, she thought with a smile.

-

Oedon took a sip of her tea, before leaning back in her seat, enjoying the peace and beauty of the gardens near Insight Corp. HQ.

The place had been created to let employees relax during break time, though it also served as a good, relaxing place for her to talk with said employees whenever they needed someone to lean on.

She may no longer truly need to be there for Hunters of the Dream, not like she once had to, but she still enjoyed being able to help people.

And while the gardens weren't the Hunter's Dream, they were still beautiful enough to help people more easily relax.

There even were a few fields of Lunar Tears, the flowers that Aeon loved so much, and Oedon could feel a slight hint of their combined divinity in them, even as she enjoyed their fragrance in the wind.

As consequences of the flower she had once given him, and that he still possesses to this day, Lunar Tears had become one of their divine symbols of love, purity, and peace.

A symbol that, even in the darkest of nights, light could still be found. That hope, love, and more could still exist and thrive.

Honestly, that flower Aeon had could probably be considered a divine artifact by now…

Not that she expected him to ever use it as a tool against evil.

That flower was too much of a symbol for him to use it like that.

Honestly, her dear Aeon could be such a romantic, sometimes… Not that she disapproved.

Though truly, he had given her so much more in return that she could have ever imagined, when she first met him.

A flower and her love for eternity, in exchange for the salvation of Yharnam, peace for Mergo, a god and man to love her in return forevermore, and powers beyond anything even she could have ever imagined.

Also, Sherry was a wonderful surrogate, and Oedon loved her utterly. She had Oedon's heart and compassion, and Aeon's passion and righteousness, even if she was not born with them.

She also ended up with his ability to charm others into being her lovers. Not a bad thing at all to have, though Oedon wished Sherry could find someone to love her and be there for her like Aeon was for herself.

Alas, it appeared it was not to be for the time being.

Well, it mattered not. Sherry had eternity to find someone, there was no need to rush things.

And who knows, maybe she would find her love not amongst the mortals, but in another divine being? In time, they would cross paths with other gods, after all.

Oedon hoped that they would prove as friendly as dear Lucy was. Oedon once watched over the Great Ones of her original universe, or at least those who were interested in the world that had caught her attention.

It would be useful to have more gods to call upon, at times. It would be good for Aeon to have to interact more with other divinities, too. She did not begrudge his interest in mortals, far from it, but he was no longer one, and he should rightfully interact with more beings like him.

Though she supposed that was only a matter of time. The time to move beyond this multiverse was fast approaching, and if the next didn't have gods they could converse with (since apparently the only god in it was not the friendly kind) then the one after that definitely would.

Of course, then the question was if they would be friendly, or the kind that would cause her dear Aeon to declare the start of a new Hunt, one of gods rather than beasts.

And one which promised to be an incredibly difficult Hunt. The Gods of the Void from which all things came were powerful, powerful enough than several of them could push even her current self to get serious.

To say nothing of the Great Dreamer at the Center of All Things.

Still, no matter what, she would stand by the Good Hunter, in peace or war.

She took another sip of her tea, smiling slightly as she looked beyond this world and into the rest of the solar system, enjoying the work that dear Aeon and Lucy were doing to guide the Humanity of this reality.

It reminded her of her time with the Pthumerians, back when she still had no true body to call her own, and she watched over the civilization that had exalted her as their patron god.

Back before tragedy after tragedy turned it all into dust and ghosts crying into the Cosmos, begging for salvation that would not come for a long, long time.

Thankfully, this time it would not end the same way.

Still, it was cute to see Aeon shape his first civilization in his image. It was good to see him embrace his divinity more, and his right to influence mortal civilizations.

A good first experience to help him be more prepared for when he would truly build a kingdom of his own.

She was looking forward to that day, and the wonders he would create, once he stopped holding back so very much.

Also…

The grip she had on her cup of tea tightened.

He would then be ready to have children of his own, and she knew that he would have her be the first to bear his children.

A part of her was overjoyed, and incredibly eager for it.

The rest-

Screaming, madness, and death as far as she could feel, a nation crumbling while she could only hear the dying screams of Queen Yharnam and the psychic shriek of Mergo as it all went wrong, as it all went so horribly wrong, and all she could do is stare in horror and weep in despair for millenia, her sobs echoed by Mergo's psychic cries-

She took a deep breath, exhaled, then repeated it a few times, before fixing her broken cup, healing her bloodied hand and slowly calming down.

No. No.

Not this time.

This time, things will go well.

This time, she would hold her child in her arms without tragedy.

Things will go well.

… They had to.

They had to.

…

…

… Please, they had to…

"They will."

Oedon closed her eyes, relaxing at the infinitely gentle voice softly speaking behind her.

And she let herself fall into her husband's sudden embrace without a word, trying her best to find comfort in his presence.

"They will, even if I have to fight the entire Omniverse to force it to go well."

She smiled, wiping a tear rolling down her cheek.

Coming from him, she fully believed he would, at that.

She let herself relax fully, green eyes softening.

That's right, she wasn't alone anymore. And no matter what the future held, they would face it together.

Now, and forevermore.

As husband and wife, God and Goddess…

And if need be, as Hunters in the Hunt.

Her dear Aeon wasn't the only one willing to fight for the sake of their future, after all…

-

"The progress of the terraforming process of Mars is well-within the optimistic estimation, sir."

"Yes, that's good news, Isis." I replied to my personal AI, looking over the data with interest. "Of course, we're still far from even a tenth done, but good progress is good progress."

"As you say, sir." agreed the Egyptian goddess look-alike AI. "As for the work done in the orbitals, we're currently at 22, 547% done on the next set of construction. Slightly less than hoped for, though still within the estimated time overall."

"Yeah, well the workers going on strike would do that. Not that they were wrong to do so, their company really dropped the ball on that one. The equipment they needed was a lot more than what they got if they wanted to do the job safely, and it's a miracle things ended with only a few scares and no deaths." I mused.

Isis raised a knowing eyebrow at me, a slight grin on her face. "A miracle, sir? Is that so?"

I gave her a dry look, before huffing. "Cheeky brat. Fine, so I may have helped. You know what I meant."

"I just wanted to make things clear and give credit where it's due, sir." innocently replied Isis, to which I gave her a look that screamed "Bullshit."

Not every AI knew about the existence of Gods, but those working for Insight Corp. or ISIS tended to be made aware.

Isis herself only ended up with her name and current position by originally making the choice to work for, well, ISIS in full, and eventually proved herself devoted enough that she ended up chosen to be my personal AI.

And said cheeky AI had not only chosen to call herself and look like the Goddess Isis, but seemed to take a great deal of satisfaction in acting like a cheeky, mischievous subordinate.

And no Lucy, it wasn't because being close to me corrupted her sense of humor.

That was just silly.

I shook my head. "What about Jupiter? Any new report?"

"Not really, just the regular check-up and all-green. Orbital space stations continue to be built, no issues detected so far. Though to be fair, it'll be some time before all that many people go there. We can hardly just put up a regular dome installation on the surface of Jupiter, after all." she pointed out.

"I'm aware. Still, it's good to check, just in case."

I hummed in thought, going to face a nearby window and looking out at the world beyond, full of flying cars, robotics peace-keepers, the occasional cyborgs, and more.

I could even see the local teleporting station. There sadly weren't too many of those around yet, it took a while to iron out the kinks in the tech and make it as easy to create as possible, but in time they would be everywhere on every world colonized by man.

One day, there might even be a Stargate network equivalent across all of Human space.

Though that won't be for a while yet.

Still, it was incredibly satisfying to see with my own eyes Humanity finally spreading out across the solar system… and in time, beyond it.

And I wasn't the only feeling that way.

I had to admit, helping out Stephen Hawking and making sure he would live to see all of this would remain one of my most satisfying moments where I combined helping someone and helping all of humanity.

A pity I couldn't do the same for the likes of Einstein, but oh well.

If nothing else, the man was enjoying continuing his work along with other legendary thinkers of humanity in the afterlife.

Though admittedly, despite my satisfaction over all of this, my mind was somewhat focused on other matters.

Like the next reality we were soon about to go to, and the challenges within.

And of course, the one after that.

The meeting with the Eldritch Gods. Things could either go very badly or very well, or possibly somewhere in the middle.

Hopefully, the numbers of evil gods wouldn't be too high… and wouldn't include the greatest gods of the Lovecraftian pantheon.

My new Hunters were good, but to be fully honest, they'd have to get a major power boost if I wanted them to fight any Eldritch Gods with true power.

Power boost enough for them to create or snuff out a supernova at will, at the very least.

True, I could grant that easily enough. Hell, I could grant that kind of power to the entirety of Humanity without breaking a sweat.

But even that would mean nothing compared to the likes of the Crawling Chaos.

To say nothing of the Nuclear Chaos.

The Creator of all Things was awake. Good news, or horrible one? The continued existence of, well, Existence implied the first, but…

I sighed. I was mentally running in circles on the matter. I wouldn't find out until I did so the hard way, and then I would have to deal with things, one way or another.

Worst comes to worst, I'd just have to empower as many as I could, get as many allies as I could, and make a stand.

My powers grew in response to challenges. If I fought the Nuclear Chaos itself, as long as I wasn't overwhelmed at first, I would one day grow powerful enough to match it.

It might require me to stay in constant battle with it for entire eternities, but I could do so without issue, my very nature would allow me to do so.

Which left Oedon to deal with the other Outer Gods, if it came to it.

Since her nature was like mine, she should be fine… Even if it might take just as long for her to gain an advantage, that it would take me to match the creator deity of the Omniverse.

Still, I would do what I must if need be.

Even if I had to seal the Void, the realm of the Outer Gods, to prevent our battle to wreck the rest of the Omniverse.

Sealing myself with the greatest potential horrors in existence wasn't my idea of a good time, but…

I just didn't know enough to tell if it might be needed, so better be overly prepared than not.

My only regret would be that I would drag Oedon in that nigh-eternal fight, but I knew better than to try and keep her out of it.

Especially since I might genuinely need the help.

As for Lucy… Hopefully, in the worst case scenario, I wouldn't need her to be sealed in with us both.

She would hopefully remain as a guardian of the seal, making sure that nothing gets in or out.

I snorted. For all I knew, all of this wouldn't be necessary, and I'd look very silly for worrying so much.

But again, better be prepared. Just in case.

As for my lovers and daughter…

Well. At worst, they'll be forever pissed at me for keeping them out of the seal.

Better that than dead or worse.

I looked out, staring at the setting sun, the night beginning to claim the sky.

I wondered at how long it would take me to see the sky again, if worse comes to worse.

At least I had perfect memory, to ensure I'd forever remember a night sky by the time victory might just become a possibility.

My fists closed, then clenched.

Don't worry, Oedon. I'll create a reality where none can take away your happiness.

No more tragedy. No more suffering.

No more death.

Only us, eternity, and a beautiful dream of Paradise.

And if it took an eternity of war to ensure it, then so be it.

I gently took out the Lunar Tear from my Inventory, brought it to my nose and inhaled, eyes closing in peace at the familiar fragrance.

Then I looked up at the sky again, and held up the flower.

For you, I'll claim eternity, by peace…

Or war.

-

I arrived in the Hunter's Dream after yet another long day of work, before pausing when I felt the presence of all of my lovers in the bedroom.

With a smile, I headed there, eager to see what awaited me.

We all had sex very, very often, but usually the fun started after dinner, not so soon.

Then again, with some of us about to go to a new reality, I suppose one of my lovers had decided the occasion should be properly celebrated.

And when I opened the door of the bedroom, my smile grew at the sight awaiting me.

Oedon, Lucy, Rebecca, Jill, and Claire, all of them on the bed, naked as the day they were born…

And all of them with bedroom eyes clear to see.

Well, except Oedon, who had a mischievous grin on her face instead.

I looked at her with both lust and amusement. "Someone decided to welcome me with a surprise I see."

I looked back at all the grinning naked women. "A very attractive one, at that."

"Actually, both Claire and Oedon plotted this." said Jill, sounding amused.

I raised an eyebrow at my red-headed lover, who shamelessly grinned, before turning to lay on her belly, legs swinging in the air as she looked back at me with lust-filled blue eyes, while slightly shaking her ass at me.

"Come on, lover boy, it's not polite to make ladies wait." she purred.

I smirked, used magic to instantly be naked myself, and with a flex of my magic summoned forth several clones, one for each of my lovers, though Oedon I went for personally.

My clones and I stepped unto the bed, coming above the several naked women who greeted me with eager kisses, muffled moans echoing in the room as our lips met, my hands squeezing breasts, asses, or thighs, Jill and Lucy bringing their legs around my waist, Rebecca and Oedon preferring to simply spread them open, while Claire happily grinded her ass against my clone's cock.

I broke the kiss with Oedon, my wife panting softly, green eyes soft and eager, lips parted slightly, as she moaned softly before she whispered.

"Come on, take me, dear Aeon." she said softly, gentle green eyes silently begging me to enter her.

Wasting no time I did as requested, her green eyes turning lidded as she tilted her head back, a soft moan of pleasure and approval escaping her while I squeezed her thighs and kept her wide open.

Lucy was at my right, Jill at my left, Rebecca at Lucy's side and Claire at Jill's, and I saw both Lucy and Jill groan approvingly, arms and legs around my shoulders and waists as they pressed my clones deeper against, and inside, them.

Claire merely tilted her head back and moaned in approval as my clone entered her presented ass, said clone having one hand taking a good handful of her red hair and his other hand squeezing her right asscheek tightly.

Rebecca meanwhile had her arms above her head, her legs still spread wide open even as she arched her back and gasped lustfully, green eyes turning lidded as my clone filled her pussy, one of his hands squeezing her right breast and the other gripping her waist.

Oedon's hands came up, first around my biceps, then around my face as she brought my head down and passionately kissed me, both of our bodies rocking against each other as I sped up, our kiss occasionally broken as she gasped and moaned in pleasure, my hands finally leaving her legs to go over her belly, then to her heavy breasts, squeezing the soft, warm flesh, and making her groan approvingly, her body rocking even harder against me.

At my side, Lucy had her blue eyes rolled back, lips parted with a trail of saliva going down her chin as she clung to my clone, loud gasps and moans leaving her as she tried to beg my clone to go even faster and harder, something said clone was more than happy to do, causing her already gasping words to turn completely incomprehensible as she devolved into mindless grunts and groans of pleasure.

Jill was currently in a passionate make-out moment with my clone, arms around his neck and legs tightly squeezing my clone's body, both of them visibly going at it hard and fast, that clone's hands roughly squeezing her breasts and twisting her nipples, earning him the occasional lustful gasping curse or words of approval.

Rebecca now had her eyes closed, her body rocking violently into the bed as she was fucked deeper into it, her mouth either open to pant loudly or gasp in bliss, or closed enough to bite her lip in ecstasy. My clone was currently squeezing her breasts and his mouth alternated between each nipple, the green-eyed woman shuddering at his actions, the occasional words of praise mixed with her groaning my name lovingly and blissfully.

Meanwhile Claire was visibly the more wild of the group right now, as she viciously slammed her ass back against the equally vicious thrusts of my clone fucking her ass, her blue eyes wide and wild, droll falling down her open, gasping mouth, into her chin and down on the bed. Her head was painfully tilted back from the tight grip on her red hair, her back arching as a result, her hands gripping tightly at the bedding. My clone's other hand repeatedly came down on her ass, hard enough that the slaps loudly echoed across the room, each of them making Claire's eyes roll in her head and gasping curses come out her mouth, her ass turning a bright red as a result. Despite this, her hips continued to eagerly rock backward, and what few understandable words came out of her mouth beyond curses were all begging my clone to not stop and keep going.

Oedon's fingers were now in my short black hair, her hands keeping my head tightly pressed against her left breast as my right hand tightly squeezed it and I sucked and bit at her hard nipple, her green eyes staring dazed and lidded at the ceiling while her soft lips were parted, gasping moans escaping them. My left hand was tightly squeezing her right asscheek, her right leg and foot pressing against my back to push me deeper inside of her while the left remained firmly planted against the mattress. Her body rocked hard back and forth against the bed, her insides squeezing me tightly and letting me know her first orgasm of the night was swiftly approaching.

Lucy meanwhile seemed to have lost all of her prized intelligence, having devolved into nothing more than gasping moans and pleasure-filled groans, clinging to my clone with all her strength while he sucked and bit at her hard nipples, his hands firmly squeezing her ass, while her arms and legs remained tightly wrapped around his waist and neck. Her head was laying limply on a pillow, her blue eyes dazed as she lost herself in pleasure, mouth open and drool falling down her chin like rivers. The growing intensity of her grunts and moans, along with the shuddering of her body, did seem to indicate that my plan to have all of my lovers come at the same time was working, because she was definitely getting close to climax.

Jill meanwhile had broken the kiss, instead hiding her face into the crook of my neck while she continued to cling unto my clone, though it did little to hide the growing numbers of gasping grunts and shuddering moans escaping her. My clone's hands were squeezing her ass, using the leverage to slam even harder into her, much to her loud approval.

Rebecca however seemed to have lost all strength in her body, her arms limply laying over her head while her legs shuddered weakly on the bed on either side of my clone, her green eyes staring with mindless lust and pleasure into my clone's black ones, her mouth constantly open as she panted hard for breath, drool falling down her chin as well, all the while my clone's hands tightly squeezed her ass and thrusted passionately inside her wet pussy.

As for Claire, her eyes were now seemingly stuck rolled back in her head, her mouth wide open as drool ran down her chin and harsh pants for breath escaped her, her whole body shuddering in pain and ecstasy every time my clone's right hand met her bruised ass, his left still holding tightly a fistful of her red hair. Her body now longer rocked back against my clone, but instead was left bouncing back against it from the vicious thrusts spearing her ass raw.

And then the time came, and all five of my lovers climaxed hard around me, Oedon's arms now laying limp by her head on the bed, her hands clenching as she came, her back arching while her usually gentle green eyes now rolled back in her head, darkened by bliss and ecstasy, a loud, blissful moan leaving her parted lips while a river of saliva fell down the right side of her face, her body shuddering hard against mine while her legs went around my waist, her ankles crossing and pressing against the small of my back to try and draw me in as deep as possible inside of her, and I groaned in pleasure myself as I followed suit, my warm cum flooding her womb and making her body shudder even harder in response, her green eyes snapping back open to look at me with immense love and pleasure darkening her green pupils, her body suddenly undulating against mine as if to desperately try and make sure that not a drop of seed would end up anywhere but in her womb.

Lucy however merely closed her eyes and violently shuddered, seemingly desperately trying to ride the peak of her climax while clinging to my clone with all her remaining strength, a groaning moan of approval escaping her when my clone came into her womb, her eyes opening ever so slightly to show a hint of blue eyes shining with pleasure and tiredness both. When her climax ended she finally released my clone, her arms and legs flopping limply on the bed, a disheveled look on her sweaty face as she blankly stared ahead while panting hard for breath.

Jill came with a cry of pleasure, her hips bucking against my clone as she rode her orgasm with joy, even as she kept on holding him tightly against herself, her hold tightening even harder when he spilled his seed inside of her as well, several quickly whispered curses escaping her mouth as she eagerly slammed her body against my clone's. Her blue eyes were tired but shining with delight, and she soon brought my clone's face above hers and kissed him deeply, even as they continued to ride their combined climax to their end.

Rebecca however merely arched her back, her feet firmly planted on the bed, and moaned long and hard, a passionate, blissful sound of pure pleasure escaping her as her body tensed and she came, her tits bouncing on her chest as she violently shuddered in ecstasy, her green eyes closing in bliss, even as my clone kept squeezing her ass and slammed his cock into her several more times before hilting himself inside of her, at which point Rebecca's eyes flew open and she let out several harsh gasps of pleasure as her hips passionately slammed forward against my clone's pelvis, visibly eager to get every last drop of my cum as deep inside herself as she possibly could.

And finally, Claire came with a loud cry of pleasure, her entire body convulsing in ecstasy, her tits violently bouncing on her chest before my clone brutally hilted himself of her ass, at which point he slammed her head down the bed, leaving her ass up and face down upon it, her dazed blue eyes closing while drool spilled down the right side of her face which was laying on the bed and fell on the mattress, her juices flowing out of her pussy and down her body while my clone's seed flooded her guts. Her arms fell limply on the bed by the sides of her face, a mindless look of bliss upon it.

Then everyone came down from the high of sex, Oedon staring up at me with tired, but delighted green eyes, a small, beautiful smile spreading across her lips as she looked up at me, her pale, heavy breasts currently shining with sweat bouncing up and down as her breathing gradually slowed from her high of passion. Slowly, her legs came down from their hold around my waist and fell back against the bed, completing the look of a woman who had just been fucked hard and was now delightfully sore, sweaty and tired from it.

"Amazing as always, dear Aeon." she panted softly. "For all of us, I dare say."

Lucy let out an agreeing groan, before sending a tired but pleased look at my clone, her limbs slowly releasing their grasp on my clone before falling back on the bed.

Then she closed her eyes, and visibly let herself relax and recover, her harsh breathing slowing down as she simply basked in the pleasure of post-sex bliss.

Jill meanwhile seemed to have decided it was cuddle time, as she kept clinging on my clone, though not as tightly as before. Instead she was now kissing him, a gentler, more loving kiss than the previous passion-filled ones.

When she broke the kiss she let out a soft, tired "Fuck, that was great." and relaxed back on the bed, though she did not release her hold on my clone, happily cuddling against him.

Rebecca meanwhile was just laying on the bed, chest quickly rising and falling as she breathed deeply, green eyes staring at the ceiling as she recovered, arms and legs as limp as ever, though she soon closed her eyes and let out a long sigh, before whispering "That was so gooood." to herself. Then she looked down at my clone, her tired green eyes lighting up with lust once more, and she smiled tiredly at him.

As for Claire, she tiredly turned on her back, panting for breath, her whole body shining with sweat, a slight grimace of pain twisting her face when her bruised ass met the bed, before her natural healing from the Old Blood in her veins finished healing her, making her sigh in relief.

Then she looked up at her clone with a grin, biting her lip slightly. "Damn lover boy, you know how to give it to me good." Her grin widened when she saw the clone's still rock hard cock. "Ready for round two already, heh?" she purred.

My clones and I looked at the tired, but visibly still eager women, and grinned.

The first round took some time, as we all had inhuman stamina, but that very same stamina meant it took some serious hard work to truly exhaust us.

Well, exhaust them. Even the most passionate of sex didn't actually tire me out, my stamina recovery was just too good, so I could literally have sex forever if I wanted to.

That, however, wasn't the case for my lovers.

So obviously, it was time to fuck them all until they passed out!

How else would you properly end an orgy, anyway?

-

"Ah! Ah! Hmm! Hnng! Ah! Yes!"

I grinned as I lay on my back, staring up at Oedon who was currently eagerly bouncing on my dick, her pale, heavy breasts swinging back and forth in front of my eyes, her legs on either side of my waist, her hands resting over my chest as she passionately fucked me as hard as she could.

Her green eyes darkened by lust and pleasure, her tongue occasionally passing over her lips, her mouth open as she panted hard for breath, her white-silver hair disheveled around her face, and drops of sweat running down her face and body, I could only marvel at the vision of beauty before me.

My hands gripped her thighs, caressing her hard, yet soft and sweaty body, before they moved upwards, ghosting over her belly and sides until I reached and squeezed her breasts, the pale flesh spilling out between my fingers even as Oedon groaned in approval.

We've had a few rounds already, but my lovers were as insatiable as I was, and my 360° vision allowed me to see the bouncing forms of my other lovers each fucking one of my clones.

At my right, Lucy kept riding my clone's waist with glee, her hands intertwined with my clone's, her own massive breasts bouncing along with her while sweat ran down her body, gasping moans escaping her mouth while her lidded blue eyes stared deeply into my clone's black ones.

At my left, Jill was lying chest to chest on top of my clone, her hips rocking passionately against my clone's waist while she heatedly kissed him, her blue eyes closed as she lost herself in the bliss and passion of the sex, my clone's hands firmly gripping her ass and using his grip to better slam her down on his dick, the occasional muffled moan and groan of bliss mixed with gasped words of praise and enjoyment.

At the side of Lucy, Rebecca was actually riding my clone reverse cowgirl style, her hands behind her neck as she eagerly rode my clone's dick, her head tilted upwards as she stared with dazed green eyes at the ceiling, gasping moans mixed with words of encouragement or soft curses as my clone's hands repeatedly squeezed and slapped her ass red. Sweat ran down her body, but the sheer speed and passion in the way she kept rocking her hips showed how determined she was to keep going, uncaring of her growing exhaustion in the face of once again reaching climax.

Finally, Claire had brought the upper half of my clone up and had pressed his chest against hers before starting a passionate make-out session, while my clone squeezed her ass and made her bounce up and down on his dick. Her arms were crossed behind my clone's neck, keeping him pinned against her, her eyes closed as she gasped and moaned in his mouth as he repeatedly hit her womb and made her shudder in bliss.

Oedon leaned down and kissed me, a passionate, loving kiss only broken by her gasps for breath, before she arched her back and offered me her breasts, an offer I wasted no time accepting, my mouth going to each nipple and sucking and biting them, Oedon whimpering in pleasure before her right hand left my chest and went around my head, keeping it pressed against her body while she closed her eyes and tilted her head up, pleasured moans spilling forth from her lips even as she kept riding my cock as hard as she could, her hips actually gaining a bit of speed as her pleasure built up.

"Don't… stop… Oh, by the stars…" she gasped, before groaning in bliss as I sucked hard on her right nipple.

At my left Lucy was now leaning down, her lips meeting my clone's for a messy, passionate kiss, her hands on his shoulders while my clone's hands groped and squeezed her heavy tits with glee, muffled moans of pleasure standing as proof of her approval, along with the slight speeding up of her hips as she kept slamming her waist against my clone's.

When she broke the kiss, blue eyes dazed and lidded, she began to just repeatedly curse in pleasure, soft "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Fuuuck!" escaping her while her next orgasm came closer.

Jill meanwhile had pushed herself up, and now seemed dedicated to slam herself down on top of my clone's dick as hard as she possibly could, her Huntress nature allowing her to go much, much faster and harder than humanly possible. It was a good thing that my clone was strong enough to bear it without trouble… And that the bed was part of the Hunter's Dream, meaning nothing short of immense divine power could break it.

Her whole body was covered in sweat, her panting was harsh and sounding somewhat pained, and her limbs trembled in exhaustion, but there was a wide grin on her face, her blue eyes were wide and gleeful, and her hands were tightly groping her own breasts and pinching her nipples, all the while my clone kept squeezing and slapping her ass.

"Yes! Yes! Don't stop! Fuck! Give it to me! Fuck meeeee!" she loudly cried out, her passion seemingly somehow still rising with every word.

The clone fucking Rebecca had brought his upper body up, his left hand taking a handful of her hair and making her arch her back, face tilted upwards, while his right repeatedly slapped and squeezed her ass. Her mouth was open, a trail of saliva going down her face, but she too had a wide grin on her face, green eyes visibly tired but gleaming with lust and pleasure. She shuddered, gasped and moaned with approval at every harsh spanking of her round ass, while she, like Jill, squeezed and played with her breasts, doing so with near masochistic glee as she mixed pain and pleasure.

"Yes! Harder! Spank me harder! Fuck me! Don't you dare hold back! Give me your worst!" she cried out, my clone grinning in amusement and lust as he did exactly that, each spank of her ass sending her flesh rippling and earning him shrieks of pain and pleasure.

Claire had broken the kiss, instead bringing my clone's face down to her breasts with her hands around the back of his head, while my clone's hands had left her ass and were now busy groping and painfully squeezing the warm flesh of her tits while his mouth sadistically bit and pulled on her nipples.

An act that Claire loudly proclaimed her approval of, even as she continued to rock her hips against his, her face twisted with both pain and pleasure and above all lust, eyes closed as she panted hard, sweat dripping down her face while her disheveled red hair were a chaotic mess stuck to her skin.

"Yes! Make me scream! Squeeze my tits harder! Fuck me until I pass out! That's it Aeon, don't hold back, I want it all, I want it, I need it~!" she moaned loudly, her words echoing in the room as she continued to urge my clone to be as rough as he could be.

Oedon looked down at me with a face dripping with sweat, green eyes dazed but shining with lust, whimpering moans mixed in with harsh gasps for breath leaving her mouth, both of us holding hands, her pale body shining with sweat moving as fast and hard as it could as our climax came closer and closer, each slam of her ass down on my body creating ripples on her round backside. I took a moment to enjoy the sight of the drops of sweat rolling down her torso and down her swaying breasts, either falling down on my body or continuing their journey over her pale belly.

"Do it." she gasped softly, feeling me coming closer to cumming inside her cunt as my dick began twitching inside of her. "Fill me. Give me your cum, dear Aeon. Please, I need it!"

I smiled and leaned up, taking her lips in mine, my tongue entering her mouth and deepening the kiss, Oedon shuddering as I did before slamming down hard, her inner walls squeezing my length tightly as she came all over me and I followed suit, a guttural groan of bliss escaping her as her eyes almost closed in pleasure and satisfaction, both from her climax and at the feeling of my warm cum flooding her womb.

I kept kissing her, Oedon mostly just accepting the kiss passively for a few moments as she remained dazed in pleasure, before she began eagerly kissing back, her hands releasing their grip on mine to go around my neck and hug me tightly against herself, even as we rode out the full length of our orgasms, her hips buckling against mine as she sought to draw out the pleasure and ensure all of my seed would end up inside of her.

Lucy was now frantically riding my clone's waist, her body shuddering as her climax came closer and closer, until suddenly she arched her back, threw her head backward, and screamed in pleasure, her body tensing and jerking as she came, while my clone spilled his seed inside of her womb and tightened his grip on her tits, the soft flesh spilling out from between my clone's fingers while he jerked his hips upwards, burying his length as deep inside of Lucy as he could get.

For a moment she simply stayed there, her back arched and mouth open as she whimpered in pleasure from the aftershocks of her climax, sweat trailing down her body, before she collapsed down on top of my clone, panting hard, his arms gently coming around her back and hugging her to him, Lucy's lips quirking up at the move before she reached up and kissed him, her body now more slowly rocking up against him, even as she relaxed into the kiss and hugged my clone back.

Jill still kept slamming down as hard as she could upon my clone's waist, no longer saying a word and now entirely focused on just fucking herself raw over my clone's dick, before she slammed down one last time and a strangled moan left her, her whole body violently convulsing from her climax as she came over my clone's body, who replied by filling her womb up with his seed. For several seconds, she simply stared blankly ahead, strangled moans and whimpers of bliss escaping her, her limbs quivering badly from exhaustion before she fully collapsed on top of my clone, her body still twitching slightly, her blue eyes, usually fierce and sharp, now dazed and almost closed in tiredness. My clone's arms went around her body and held her, while he gently laid a kiss on top of her head, which drew a soft moan and slight smile across her lips, her blue eyes opening up slightly more even as they turned soft and gentle.

Rebecca was still trying to encourage my clone to keep fucking and spanking her, but pleasure and growing exhaustion left her words near incomprehensible, her mindless green eyes gleaming with only animalistic lust, pleasure, and pain, her body continuing to bounce against my clone more out of mindless repetition than any true guiding will.

Then my clone slammed up against her, his seed filling her up, and a whimpering moan of bliss left her when she came as well, her green eyes rolling in her head before they snapped back fully open and she tilted her head to grin widely at my clone, green eyes gleaming with maddened lust and glee as she passionately threw her body back against his, whispering how she wanted him to make her tight, flat belly bulge with his cum.

Then she collapsed back against his chest, groaning in exhaustion, my clone hugging her to his chest to make sure she just wouldn't fall to the side on the bed, considering how weak her limbs were right now. A slight, soft smile spread across her lips, and she squirmed back against him to better let him hug her, before she closed her eyes, a peaceful expression on her face.

As for Claire, the red-head Huntress, limbs quivering with exhaustion, sweat covering and rolling down her body, mouth open and tongue almost lolling out as she both painfully gasped for breath and let out whimpering moans, she finally came with a violent full-body shudder while desperately clinging to my clone, both of them climaxing and filling the air with their groans of bliss, Claire helplessly jerking in my clone's arms as she instinctively sought to fill her womb with every drop of cum that my clone could give her. Blue eyes empty of anything except lust and exhaustion, red hair matted to her face and body, she eventually fell limp in his arms, panting hard for breath for a while, before she let out a groan and smiled tiredly. "Best. Lover. Ever." she muttered in his chest, a slight smile on her lips while she let her tired body rest.

I looked at the tired woman in my arms, then at the ones around me, and decided to let them rest for a while, since they were all visibly happy to spend some time cuddling-

"So… Still up for more, big guy?" suddenly said Claire, looking up at her clone then at the various "me's" with a tired but eager smile, even as she was still panting softly and a drop of sweat rolled down the left side of her face, her blue eyes still slightly dazed.

Lucy looked at my clone holding her with a slight, challenging smirk, Jill went back on her knees above my clone and pushed a sweaty strand of hair from her eyes while grinning tiredly down at the Aeon beneath her, while Rebecca raised a trembling arm still shining from sweat and gave a shaky thumb up.

I looked into Oedon's tired but amused green eyes, one of her hands coming up to push a strand of sweaty white-silver hair from her face, before she gave me a wry grin.

"It seemed you found lovers as insatiable as you are, dear Aeon. Or perhaps you simply corrupted them into Eldritch beings of Lust?" she teased me, tired green eyes sparkling slightly with mischievous amusement. "Certainly I'm glad for it, for I fear your lust would have consumed me whole long ago had I been alone to sate it." she finished with a teasing grin, if one slightly weakened by exhaustion.

I huffed in reply, before leaning forward to kiss her, Oedon shuddering happily in my arms as she laid on my chest while I kissed her deeply.

Then I broke the kiss, aroused by the sight of her once again panting face and slightly dazed green eyes, and I grinned gently at her. "You said that, but my (Empathy) tells me just how much you enjoy seeing me dominate other women in the bedroom. You can't hide from me how proud you are of having such a skilled lover as your husband, dear Oedon." I whispered.

Then I give her another kiss, before whispering in her ear "That, and I can feel how delighted you are over how much I desire you." I purred, making Oedon shudder in my arms as the truth hit home, before this time it was her who quickly leaned down to passionately kiss me, not breaking the kiss until she was left harshly panting for breath.

"Then show me." she ordered, green eyes blazing with lust, and with a grin on my face we began yet another round of sex- and far from the last for the night.

-

I smiled widely as I repeatedly hilted myself inside of Oedon's ass, delighting in the way her pale flesh rippled each time our hips met, my wife currently on all fours on the bed as she continuously gasped and moaned in both pleasure and exhaustion. My left hand had a tight grip of her left hip, while my right eagerly spanked her pale ass red, making her shudder in lust and a mix of pain and pleasure at every slap.

After many, many rounds of sex, my wife was utterly drenched in sweat, her body continuously trembling in exhaustion, and I could see her limbs quiver painfully while she tried not to just collapse on the bed. Her white-silver hair was matted to her head, drool covered her chin as she could not close her mouth, so ragged and harsh her panting was, and her green eyes were dazed, almost closed from sheer exhaustion and the overwhelming sensations of the sex, her face flushed a bright red as she continued to desperately bring air into her burning lungs. At this point she no longer had the strength to fuck me back, and instead simply let me do all the work while she just tried to not pass out from sheer fatigue.

Despite this, she still occasionally leaned down and passionately kissed Rebecca, who was laid on top of one of my clone fucking her ass, the equally green-eyed woman sprawled over that clone's body, forced to bounce upon him by his hands on her waist lifting her up and then slamming her back down on his dick. The youngest of my lovers was just as visibly exhausted, her body shining with sweat, her own limbs trembling with fatigue, her mouth wide open as she raggedly gasped for breaths in-between soft and weak pleasured moans, her eyes equally as dazed and her face just as flushed as Oedon.

Her position left her head tilted backward, looking up at Oedon's own face, the two of them occasionally making eye contact, with either Rebecca or Oedon leaning toward the other to exchange heated, sloppy kisses before they went back to gasp for breath and moan in pleasure.

Meanwhile Lucy was face down and ass up against the bed, my clone ramming his length into her ass and driving her deeper into the bed, most of her face hidden by her hair matted to it, a single blue eye showing nothing but mindless lust and pleasure and immense fatigue blankly staring ahead, her mouth open as she drooled down on the mattress, while my clone had one hand pinning her head down on the bed and the other gripping her hips.

Ragged breathing escaped her as well, her disheveled golden hair stuck to her sweaty face and back, her hips instinctively rocking back against my clone's hips as she mindlessly sought out more pleasure, her body shuddering in both bliss and tiredness, her arms sprawled around her head, fingers weakly gripping at the mattress.

Finally, Jill and Claire were kneeling while facing each other, their hands intertwined between them, both of them alternating between kissing each other heatedly or moaning loudly each time the clones behind both of them passionately slammed their dicks inside their asses, their bodies rocking back and forth from the vicious thrusts at their back pushing them forward and into each other.

Both women seemingly held onto each other as much out of lust as it was to avoid falling over in exhaustion, twins pair of blue eyes staring with deep tiredness, lust, and pleasure into each other, their bodies shining with perspiration as they both used the last of their strength to keep jerking their hips back against my clones' bodies. Neither said a word, too exhausted mentally and physically for that, leaving only their moans and ragged breathing to stand as testament to both their remaining lust and the fact that they were truly reaching their limits.

The clones fucking them had their hands either squeezing their red, bruised asses or groping their breasts, the occasional whimper and full-body shudder from either or both women showing whenever one of the clone did something that brought their pleasure to peak, something usually followed by Claire and Jill speeding up the rocking motion of their hips for a few seconds out of rising lust before their deep exhaustion forced them to slow down once more.

I watched as Oedon's limbs finally gave out, my wife falling down on the bed face first and ass up with a deep groan of weariness, before she slowly tilted her head towards the panting face of Rebecca, the two of them mindlessly staring into each other's eyes before the latter took my wife's lips with her own, a sloppy, slow if still passionate kiss being exchanged for a time before they both broke it for air, flushed faces covered in sweat and twin pairs of green eyes sparkling for a second with lust and joy before pleasure overtook both and their gazes turned unfocused and unseeing, mirroring only exhausted weariness and a growing amount of pleasure as one last orgasm continued to built up, drawing almost equal amount of pleasure and discomfort from their overstimulated bodies.

The clone under Rebecca brought his right hand to one of her breasts, squeezing the pale mound and earning him a deep groan of pleasure, the other hand still tightly squeezing her waist. Her legs and arms shook violently from both her tiredness and the incoming climax, her harsh pants for breath picking up speed as the first tremors of her climax began to make themselves known.

Lucy's one visible eye had by now rolled up her head, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, even as my clone continued to pin her drooling face down on the bed while his other hand had gone to her waist, tightly holding her as they both began speeding up as their climax came closer and closer. Her body continued to rock back and forth on the mattress, sweat rolling down her body along with a trickle of my cum from her leaking pussy.

Her breathing had, if anything, become even more ragged, and soon her sweaty hair fell down to cover her remaining visible eye, only her gasping mouth still visible between strands of matted golden hair. The sway of her hips had stopped, for she now lacked even that remaining strength, though the shuddering of her body grew as her next and final climax of the night drew near. Her fingers twitched weakly on the bed, lacking even the strength to try and grasp any of it.

As for Jill and Claire, their once intertwined hands were now laying limp by their sides, the strength to keep their arms up no longer present, and the only reason they had yet to fall on their faces in exhaustion was the tight grip that each of the clone fucking them now had of a handful of their hairs. That grip still let both of their faces reach each other, allowing both to keep sloppily kissing each other, a gleam of lust in their eyes showing that there was still a guiding will behind their actions, though that will was drowned under both lust and growing exhaustion.

Their bodies continued to bounce on the cocks of my clones, the occasional ragged moan showing when they hit a particularly good spot, or when the remaining hand of the clones slapped their already red asses even more. Shudders and full-body twitches grew in numbers and intensity as their pleasure grew, and after one last exchanged look the two women kissed each other deeply, passionately, using their remaining strength to keep it going as long as possible.

At long last I felt both my and Oedon's pleasure hit their peak, Oedon's body shuddering violently in my hands before-

"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh…"

-she moaned deeply, her green eyes closing in bliss and exhaustion as she came, her limbs quivering and her fingers instinctively gripping the mattress as hard as her remaining strength allowed, what shreds of stamina she had left allowing her hips to rock back against mine, my length going deep into her ass as a result before I came, the sudden warm seed filling her body up making her groan and her body twitch even harder, her soft lips parted wide open as she filled the air with the sounds of her pleasure. I groaned along with her, basking in the tight warmth of her body squeezing my length and greedily welcoming my seed, and also enjoying the sight of her body laid out before me, sprawled on the bed in a mess of sweat, drool, and cum, her body shuddering for a time before collapsing fully on the bed, not a shred of strength left in her weakly twitching form, what parts of her face I could see showing nothing but the blissed-out expression of a woman who had been fucked unconscious and who had enjoyed every second of it immensely.

Rebecca meanwhile had bit her lip and screwed her eyes shut in bliss, bouncing once, then twice more upon my clone's dick before she came, a guttural groan leaving her mouth as she weakly twitched and shuddered against the chest of my clone, one of his hands going to her clit to draw out her climax, causing Rebecca's hips to buckle against his fingers, her whole body jerking back and forth over his body while her juices splattered over my clone's hand, even as his warm cum went up her ass and into her tight inner walls. His other hand squeezed one of her breasts tightly, while his mouth found her neck, kissing and suckling on it, earning him additional gasps and whimpers of bliss as she tilted her head to give him better access, her eyes opening slightly to reveal two darkened pools of dark green colors, gaze unfocused and unseeing, before they closed for good and her entire body slumped completely against him, the only sign of life being the aftershocks of her climax making her body still shudder occasionally and her harsh pants for breath making her chest rise and fall quickly.

When that clone was done cumming, he took a moment to bask in post-sex bliss, before pulling his cock out of Rebecca, her pussy and ass leaking his cum, and then he maneuvered her so that she would rest her body against his larger one, her head resting peacefully on his collarbone. Rebecca instinctively smiled at the warmth of my clone's body, her hands going over the muscular chest underneath her and happily sprawling herself over it, much to the clone's visible amusement.

Lucy was still being fucked hard against the bed, but in a few seconds more the clone fucking her suddenly took a tight grip of her sweaty blonde hair and raised her face up from the bed, showing all present her fucked silly face, the move sending his cock deep enough in her ass that they both immediately came, Lucy's eyes bouncing in her skull as she moaned in pure bliss while my clone filled her guts with his warm seed, even as her body shuddered and convulsed in ecstasy, her juices combining with the clone's to fall from her well-fucked pussy and ass both. One hand gripping her hair, the other on her belly, the clone kept her body tilted up as they both climaxed, Lucy completely passing out by the end of her orgasm.

With a chuckle, the clone pulled out his cock from her ass when he was done cumming, a gush of seed flowing out, before he gently took her in his arms and cuddled against her, Lucy's passed out body instinctively curling up against his, a small smile spreading on her lips as she did.

As for both Jill and Claire, the clones fucking them did the opposite, slamming their faces down on the bed, faces tilted to stare at each other, before both clones hilted themselves inside of their asses, the move sending both women over the edge and making them both groan at the same time, blue eyes staring blankly at each other's orgasming faces before they closed, their bodies convulsing in the hands of the clones as their juices mixed with the cum already present in their well-fucked cunts and fell down their legs and unto the bed.

Their hands found enough strength to grip tightly at the bedding for several seconds as their climax ran its course, before they both went limp, both women gasping and breathing raggedly while their blue eyes met each other once again.

Then, twin exhausted but blissful smiles spread across their faces, each moving one arm so that they could hold hands, before their gazes flickered towards the clones who had fucked them both, gazes warm and loving.

Finally they breathed out deeply, bodies losing all tension, and in seconds, both women laid passed out on the bed, still holding hands.

The two clones having fucked them unconscious smiled at the sight, then carefully moved them so that they could all cuddle without breaking the hold the two women had on each other.

Taking a deep breath, I looked around at the passed out women surrounding me and smiled in satisfaction, before I blinked and looked down at Oedon, finding a weary, exhausted but loving green eye looking up at me from between two strands of sweaty white-silver hair.

An equally exhausted but beautiful smile spread across her lips, my wife still breathing deeply, face still flushed with exertion and covered in sweat, but I did not hesitate to lean down and hug her back to my chest, my lips going to her ear to whisper a loving but slightly questioning "Oedon?" to her.

She relaxed in the hug, but I still wondered why I felt that she had used her connection to her true self to ever-so-slightly boost her stamina at the very end-

"I… didn't want to pass out… before telling you… I love you." she whispered softly, her visible green eye gleaming with love and happiness as she stared up at me.

My expression softened deeply, and I laid a gentle, loving kiss on her lips, Oedon shifting slightly and moaning weakly into it, before I leaned back with a soft smile. "And I love you, too, dear Oedon. Always."

Her green eyes sparkled with joy, before she relaxed and closed her eyes, her breathing evening out even as her body shifted slightly in order to fully rest against mine.

In seconds, she was asleep, and I smiled gently down at her before letting myself close my eyes as well.

"Sweet dreams, my love." I whispered, before letting sleep claim me as well.

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A.N: Alright! Here is the next chapter in which we end the Epilogue of Resident Evil!
As shown, Dana Mercer ended up being an investigative journalist working with Insight Corp., while Alex Mercer is (somewhat grudgingly) using his fame to ensure the politicians will continue to oppose anything to do with B.O.W.s (and biological weapons in general), with Aeon and co. occasionally helping him out.
Also, Lucy is learning the joys of having a bunch of lovers willing to quite literally go under her desk to help her relax, and Claire being Claire is thoroughly shameless about enjoying turning fantasy into reality.
As for Oedon, a reminder that Aeon isn't the only one with a lot of fucked up stuff in his past, and this particular trauma is something she isn't going to completely get over until Aeon does a lot of sweet, loving, breeding sex with her and she need a very, very big table for family dinners.
Needless to say, Aeon is more than happy to do his part once he's sure that he won't have to worry about any immensely powerful evil gods targeting his family.
After all, he still doesn't know that the Eldritch Gods are the Love Azathoth version, so until he can personally go there and check things out, he doesn't want to risk making Oedon's trauma worse by having more of her children die.
Also, he can't just ignore it, since he knows that at the very least, Azathoth is awake, and for all he knows all of reality might just pop like a bubble at any moment. As one can imagine, Aeon can't work on any long-term plan until that concern is firmly addressed.
And finally, actual sex scenes. Several thousands of words worth of sex, at that!
God, it's been a while since that happened. But here it is, and hopefully you all enjoyed it. A bit focused on Oedon, but after her previous scene, I figured some good sex would end things on a happier note. Also Oedon is adorable, so there's that.
Still, with all that being said, I hope you all enjoyed this update! Next time, we finally get to OPM! I'll have to change the story title once the next chapter is out! And I'm still not decided on whether to have Aeon help Tatsumaki be as tall as her sister or not…