No beta this time, so if you see mistakes feel free to mention them! Also, warning for sexy times!
The Hunter's Dream.
"Aeon." Tatsumaki whimpered, her green eyes slightly unfocused, her nails digging slightly into my skull as I feasted upon her dripping wet pussy.
I let out a low, rumbling growl of satisfaction at her whimper of bliss, shape-shifting my tongue in order to hit each and every one of her most sensitive spots, as I keep alternating between fast and passionate movements and more slow and careful ones, driving her wild with lust and pleasure.
Oedon and Azathoth were on either side of her, each licking one of her breasts, their teeth carefully biting at her hard nipples from time to time and making her shudder in ecstasy.
All around us, the sounds of female moans echoed in our bedroom as we proceeded to finish the party I threw in Tatsumaki's honor after her Ascension by starting a night-long orgy.
We've already been at it for a few hours now, and all of my lovers along with myself were taking turns doing our best to utterly break Tatsumaki's mind and body through sheer sexual bliss.
Considering the way her skin was shining with sweat, her previously fierce green eyes were unfocused, and she was panting for breath harder than a dog in heat, I dare say we were being very successful at our task.
'You taste as good as ever, my love.' I telepathically told her, what with my mouth being too busy suching and licking her to talk with, before I started making my tongue vibrate inside of her wet cunt.
Tatsumaki's eyes widened, before she arched her back and let out a delighted gasp of bliss, her soft and wide thighs closing around my head like a vice, her fingers curling even harder into my hair.
"Don't-! Don't you dare stop!" she squealed, her tone somewhere between commanding and begging.
Being the Hunter that I was, I pounced on that moment of weakness without a shred of shame.
'Beg me.' I ordered, making Tatsumaki tilt her head down to look at me defiantly with shining green eyes between strands of wet, matted green hair all over her flushed face.
"Fuck you." she spat.
My eyes twinkled with mischief, especially when I could feel her lust shining so brightly to my empathic senses.
'Beg me.' I repeated, making my tongue go even harder on her wet pussy, making Tatsumaki suck a harsh breath in bliss and causing her eyes to almost completely close for a few seconds.
"You know he'll keep tormenting you if you don't give in, my dear." remarked Oedon with amusement.
"Honestly, it always goes like this. Beloved torments her with pleasure and asks her to beg him for release, she refuses, he keeps going until she can't bear it anymore, and then she screams at the top of her lungs to make her cum. It's like… what is the human expression again? Gearwork?" said Azathoth, looking with a sense of scientific curiosity at Tatsumaki, as if she was a particularly intriguing lab rat.
"Clockwork." answered Oedon while twisting one of Tatsumaki's nipples, making the esper shudder violently.
"Clockwork, right, thank you Odeon." calmly replied Azathoth before she leaned down and left yet another love bite on Tatsumaki's neck, who by now was as equally red as her face.
"Hnnng! Stop helping him!" moaned Tatsumaki, glaring weakly at both women while struggling to keep herself from giving in and begging me for release.
"Hmm… No, I don't think we will." mused Oedon with an amused gleam in her eyes, before she sent a very small jolt of lightning at one of Tatsumaki's nipples.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!"
The esper screamed in both pain and pleasure, her back arched over the sweat-drenched bedding for a few seconds before she collapsed back down, panting raggedly for breath.
"Hate… You…" Tatsumaki whimpered weakly, her voice hoarse from screaming for hours on end.
"Come now, we all know that's a lie." remarked Oedon with absolutely calm.
Aza grinned. "I did notice that she was rarely honest with her feelings." she remarked. "I think that she should be taught better than that. And I know exactly where to start!"
Aza glanced at me, golden eyes twinking. "Beloved? Make her beg harder." she ordered.
I sent her a thumb up before refocusing on eating Tatsumaki out, making the esper shudder and squirm in pleasure.
"Fuuuuck yooooouuu!" Tatsumaki wailed, her eyes rolling up her skull.
'Already doing it!' I cheekily shot back, earning a wordless scream of rage from her that made my shoulders shake in silent laughter while I kept eating her out.
"Hmmm… I think we should help our dear Aeon convince Tatsumaki to stop this foolish defiance." purred Oedon, her red eyes gleaming in a way that sent shivers down Tatsumaki's back at the sight. "What do you say, Azathoth?"
"What do you have in mind?" asked Aza, grinning wickedly.
Oedon's gaze fell downwards towards Tatsumaki's waist… and then a second later, a blood-red tentacle appeared from mid-air and made its way towards Tatsumaki's impressive ass.
Aza grinned, and a second tentacle made of pink flesh appeared and joined the other, curling up together before pausing just in front of Tatsumaki's asshole.
Tatsumaki's eyes bulged in shock at the feeling of the two thick tentacles threatening her defenseless anus.
"Don't you dare-!" she tried to shriek, before cutting off when both tentacles slammed forward straight into her asshole and beyond.
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!" Tatsumaki screamed like a banshee as she convulsed while cumming her brains out, her juices going straight into my eager mouth.
"Impressive voice, my dear!" commented a delighted Oedon.
"I'll… fuck you up… so hard… for this!" panted Tatsumaki with a dazed, broken expression for several seconds, before she clenched a fist and several dark green tentacles appeared all around Oedon and Azathoth.
The Eldritch Queen glanced at the newly appeared tentacles with amusement before glancing at Oedon with a grin. "It appears that we are in danger- Grlck!"
The tentacles surged forward, burying themselves in all three holes from both Azathoth and Oedon, who moaned in shock and pleasure before relaxing, letting the tentacles passionately fuck both goddesses up with all the gentleness of a jackhammer.
Of course, being Outer Goddesses, neither felt anything beyond mild discomfort and a lot of pleasure, so they happily let themselves be fucked by Tatsumaki's psychic tentacles.
"Heh… Revenge… feels so good!" the esper groaned in even more bliss as the feedback from the psychic tentacles added even more pleasure to her already overwhelmed mind…
Just as planned.
With the two tentacles still in her ass fucking her up in concert with my own work on her pussy, Tatsumaki was left twitching and moaning endlessly, her hands and legs' grip on my head faltering as her focus and remaining strength dwindled.
"Aeon…" she groaned. "Come on, just… just let me cum!" she cried out weakly, lidded, bliss-out green eyes staring at me with desperate hope as I kept edging her without mercy.
'Beg.' I told her.
"Fuck you!" she spat.
'Beg." I continued without hesitation.
"Fuck you!" she growled while shuddering in bliss and growing exhaustion.
'Beg.'
"Fuck you!" she breathlessly groaned, squirming weakly on the bed.
'Beg.'
"Fuck me!" she screamed, her willpower finally breaking as she shrieked in desperation.
With glee, I wrapped my lips around her clit and brought my vibrating tongue to work, making her squeal in ecstasy. The orgasm rocked through her like a lightning bolt, coursing through her entire body, with wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her from her core outwards, all the way down to her curling toes. Her thighs locked themselves around my head, and she spasmed and convulsed with bliss as I, Azathoth and Oedon kept using tongue and tentacles to draw out the mind-melting climax she was experiencing. I even reached out with both hands to take hold of and squeeze her jiggling tits, adding to the sensations and making even the strong-willed Tatsumaki's mind go blank in pleasure.
For a while Tatsumaki was left squealing and spasming, before she finally collapsed back on the bed, looking both utterly spent and satisfied.
"Damn." Tatsumaki sighed as she let herself relax once her climax was over.
She let out a low groan when the tentacles in her ass pulled out, before looking up at me.
I chuckled, grinning at her sweaty, exhausted form.
"Enjoying yourself, Tats?" I teased her.
She snorted. "Come here and kiss me, I'm too tired to psychically drag you to me."
With a grin I did as ordered, Tatsumaki tiredly lifting her arms and legs to wrap them around me as she happily welcomed the kiss with a breathy sigh.
Deepening the kiss, I looked down in her eyes, feeling myself suck up a breath at the sheer amount of love, adoration and desire aimed at me shining bright in her green eyes.
Then Tatsumaki pulled back and nuzzled her face against my chest, tightened her grip on me with her arms and legs, and closed her eyes with a yawn.
"I'm tired. Let's go to sleep." she muttered, before falling asleep seconds later, an expression of pure peace and contentment on her face and she hugged my warm body against hers in her sleep.
"Hm. It seems we really did tire her out, in the end." mused Oedon, a gentle expression on her face at the adorable sight before her.
"So it seems." Aza agreed with amusement, before pouting slightly. "A pity. Me and Oedon only had time for one orgasm with those lovely tentacles of hers…"
I snorted. It figures an eldritch goddess would praise someone's tentacles.
I looked around, noticing that Tatsumaki wasn't the only one getting visibly exhausted.
"Well, we should end things here. If need be, we can go for round 2 tomorrow. For now…"
I leaned down, gently kissing Tatsumaki's forehead.
"Sweet dreams, my love. I'm incredibly proud of you, and I can't wait to see how much farther you will go in the future."
Behind me, Azathoth and Oedon shared a glance, before smiling brightly at the sight.
"Never changes, Good Hunter." Oedon told me while hugging me.
"Hmm. Beloved is just fine the way he is." agreed Azathoth, hugging my other side.
I blinked, then chuckled. "I'm not sure what this is about, but… thanks, you two. Now, let's get some sleep. I've got a big day tomorrow…"
The Void, city of Null, capital of the Void Empire.
When the representatives of the Eldritch King first arrived, the Void Empire had celebrated their arrival with a great celebration and parade, with countless people in the streets eager to catch a glimpse of Sherry and Tatsumaki.
Grand sermons glorifying the gods had been shouted from every religious buildings by preachers, the military power of the Void Empire had been put on display for all to see, and by and large millions upon millions of people had assisted at their coming, happily cheering both women on as they made their way to the Imperial palace.
It had been a grand display of celebration, power and influence on the part of the Void Empire, its Empress eager to not only show off the might of her civilization, but also to show to all that the Void Empire was a proud and strong faction within the overall Eldritch Kingdom.
And yet, for all of that, Tatsumaki and Sherry had only been representatives of the Eldritch King. Respected ones, especially as Sherry was the adopted daughter of the King, but there was a slight distance between both women and the actual new Ruler of the Eldritch Kingdom.
Today… was rather different.
Not only did Tatsumaki show off her power and went through Apotheosis under the eyes of countless people, but the Eldritch King was here in person to ratify the treaty created by his representatives. Moreover, this came right after the Eldritch King revealed himself as the greatest Void God in existence.
Already, countless religious and political debates raged within the Empire as to how to respond to that revelation. To worship the King was a given, but how else to best show respect and fealty?
While the debates raged on however, none could disagree that the events that had recently taken place had changed much. Any potential doubts about the rise of King Aeon to the Eldritch Throne had been wiped clean, and all within the Empire saw the future with hope and anticipation for the glory to come.
And right now, the King was here in person, in front of the Imperial palace, ready to sign the treaty that would determine the Void Empire's future for years to come.
So needless to say, I was currently being assaulted by an endless wall of noise as the throats of millions of people shouted praises, prayed passionately and in general, filled the air with their religious fanaticism being driven to awe-inspiring heights by my mere presence.
I had a feeling the very spot where I was currently standing was going to become a new holy place, just by dint of me being here.
"And here I thought that hardcore fans back home were crazy." commented Tatsumaki, staring at the display of religious ecstasy surrounding us with a sense of morbid curiosity and horror.
I glanced at where mothers were holding babies and screaming for me or Tatsumaki to bless them, and held back a sigh.
"Never underestimate the lengths that religious individuals will go in the names of their gods… especially when they are standing right in front of them." I said dryly.
Sherry raised an eyebrow at us.
"Aren't you happy? I can tell that you're both going to get an insane surge in worshippers after this. We can all feel the sheer depths of their delight at your mere presence."
Tatsumaki huffed. "They ignored me while I was still human, and now that I've ascended I'm suddenly the greatest thing ever? Spare me. They scream and debase themselves because they want power, and they think we're going to give it to them."
She scowled. "Power isn't given, it's earned, and frankly I've yet to see anything convincing me that they deserve even a shred of mine."
"Who you take as worshippers is, of course, up to you." I said calmly. "But keep in mind that quantity can have a quality all of its own, if you know how to use it."
Tatsumaki crossed her arms under her breasts, looking unimpressed.
"I'm not interested in having a bunch of weaklings sing my praises. If they want me to give them anything, they'll have to prove themselves first."
I smiled kindly, putting a hand on her shoulder. "And I look forward to seeing what kind of religion you will create. I'm sure it will be impressive, considering you'll be in charge of it."
Tatsumaki looked away, her cheeks reddening, before she grinned pridefully.
"Of course It'll be impressive, I'll be the one doing it! Just wait, you'll wish your worshippers will be as awesome as mine!"
I chuckled good-naturedly. "I look forward to it."
"Well, at least I don't have to worry about that." remarked Sherry with relief.
I blinked, then started laughing loudly.
"... What?" she glanced at me worriedly. "What did I say?"
I snorted, still chuckling slightly.
"Oh, my sweet summer child, you're my daughter. It doesn't matter that you're not technically a goddess. You will absolutely end up with a large number of cultists anyway." I told her with amused certainty.
Sherry paled. "Please tell me you're joking." she glanced back at the frenzied crowd, then shuddered and looked away when her attention only increased the fervor of everyone watching.
"Oh, by all the stars, you're not joking…" she muttered in dread.
I grinned. "Welcome to religion, my dear. It only gets worse from there."
Sherry sent me a flat look.
"If they start trying to kiss my feet or collect the dust off the ground I walked on as 'Holy', I will not be held responsible for what will happen next."
Tatsumaki shuddered. "They better not dare! I'll smite them if they do!" she shouted with a look of disgust at the thought of that happening to either of them.
I perked up as I saw the Empress glide towards a podium to start speaking.
"Well, we're almost done. Just a few speeches, then I sign the treaty, and after that it'll be us mingling with the local leaders and the representatives of the other Factions. Stay strong girls, we're almost done."
"I have a question." suddenly spoke Mist, with Darkness by her side. The two had remained silent until now, merely observing everything with Eldritch curiosity. "Is there something wrong with people kissing your lower extremities? The context of your words seemed to imply it as an act of worship, so why not accept it from the mortals?"
Sherry and Tatsumaki stared at her, while I just chuckled.
Aaah, Eldritch logic at play… or just different cultural understanding.
Or both.
"Humans, amongst other species, consider any act of kissing as rather intimate. As a result, it is socially acceptable only towards those you have romantic feelings towards, and who reciprocate those feelings. So random worshippers doing such a thing, even to one's feet rather than, say, lips, is not considered acceptable."
I shrugged. "Well, that's the basics of it at least."
Both children of Azathoth glanced at each other.
"... Humans are weird." They muttered. "An act of worship is an act of worship, no?"
"But you do have specific ways that you want to be worshiped, right?" I questioned.
They blinked.
"Eeerrr… Maybe?" they replied, visibly unsure.
I paused, then stared at them, Tatsumaki and Sherry doing the same.
"What do you mean, maybe?" asked Sherry. "Surely you must have told your worshippers something, right?"
Both goddesses squirmed slightly, looking away. "Well, as long as they prayed to us, we never really… cared what they did?" they awkwardly revealed.
I stared.
Sherry stared.
Tatsumaki stared.
"That's fucking dumb." flatly declared Tatsumaki with all the gentleness of a warhammer to the face.
"We're sorry!" they cried out, bowing deeply.
I let out a long, long sigh.
"Azathoth, give me strength… You too Oedon, those two really are like children…" I grumbled.
"But… What did you do during all those years? Surely you must have been present for some religious festivities or another at some point!" Sherry cried out, desperately trying to find sanity where there was none.
As their next words proved.
"We just… kinda stood there and waited?" Mist said, looking even more awkward. "We kinda just did what we were told, or just what we felt like doing, depending on the day…"
We, yet again, stared at those two.
The twins Outer Goddesses flushed harder and bowed again.
"We're sorry!"
I barely resisted the urge to facepalm.
"A bunch of socially awkward, emotionally stunted shut-in." I muttered in despair. "That's who two of the strongest beings in Existence are… And I'm now their King and step-dad. Cosmos have mercy on me, this pantheon is going to actually drive me mad!"
Sherry reached out and started patting my back, smiling awkwardly.
"There, there. At least they are not evil, that's good, right?"
I groaned. "At least then I could hit my problems with my sword to make them go away! Goodness, I'm going to miss fucking Yharnam at this rate, what the fuck…"
"Hmm… I think the Empress is almost done speaking?" remarked Tatsumaki.
We paused, then turned to see that yes, she was winding down and reaching the end of her speech.
"... I'm so glad that I'm an omniscient god who can cheat, because otherwise I would have no fucking clue what she just said and that'd be incredibly embarrassing." I muttered.
"You can always just blame those two for distracting you, nobody would dare speak up against their own patron goddesses." said Sherry. Then, quieter, she added "Even if those two definitely deserve someone to start shaking them silly…"
I groaned. "Let's just sign this damn treaty and forget this day ever happened."
Empress Bel'Veth signed the treaty first, under thunderous applause, shouts of approval and prayers to the gods.
As far as the people were concerned, this was the will of the Gods, and that meant this treaty might as well be the best thing ever since sliced bread and the foundation of the Empire itself.
Count one for religious fanaticism, I suppose.
Now that I was front and center, I was standing there like the God-King I was, easily pulling off the "regal look" that any true king worth the name could pull off.
I still liked to think I was pulling it off better than most, and by the emotions in the crowd of (nearly frothing at the mouth) people singing my praises, I was probably correct.
Then the Empress turned towards me, and I walked forward, took the quill from her hands (because tradition), signed the treaty in blood (because traditions and religion) drawn through the magic quill, before nodding once in satisfaction once it was done.
With this treaty, I laid down the foundation of my next steps in both claiming my throne and preparing for war against the Abyss. Needless to say, it was a pretty big deal.
So with that being said, and for a bit of showmanship, I took the now signed treaty and held it high for the crowd to see.
"Rejoice, my people!" my voice boomed across the land, easily carrying over to all watching and listening, a mass of people easily millions strong… and I was only counting those physically gathered here to come see this in person. "Through this treaty, we assure the security and prosperity of the Void Empire for eons to come! For some time now, you sought to forge a new, brighter future for all! You have argued, debated, and stood for your beliefs all in the hopes of bringing ever greater glory to the Void Empire, and to the Gods themselves! Well, I am here to announce that you will succeed!" I opened my arms, beckoning to the crowd. "I am beyond proud to announce the beginning of a new dawn for the Empire, and for all of Reality! Battles will be waged, glory obtained, prosperity secured!"
My foot stomped on the stage we were on with a loud echo. "A new dawn rises! Abaddon bent the knee! Allies stand ready to march at the will of the Black Throne at the Center of Reality! The Abyss tremble at what is to come! The cosmos will echo with the warcry of the faithful! The very foundation of Azathoth's great Dream will be forever altered, and you will play a part in forging the new reality to come! In time, songs will be sung of the triumphs of the gods and their faithful as we rewrite reality itself to our will! Our fleets will darken the sky of every world that would dare stand against us, the very ground will tremble at the coming of our armies, and we will erect monuments to stand eternal to remember the triumphs to come! Rejoice, for glory eternal awaits us all!"
The crowd of millions roared as one, a surge of bloodthirst and zealous devotion filling the air thickly with the desire to reshape reality itself. Faithful shouted the names of their gods at the top of their lungs, with many also screaming "FOR THE KING! GLORY ETERNAL AWAITS!" as loudly as they could.
I held up a hand to ask for silence, and it was a testament to the people's ingrained obedience to the gods that they calmed down in less than five minutes.
"But all of that is for the future. Tonight, we celebrate! Empress Bel'veth has declared a week's worth of festivities, and now is the time to roar our hopes and joy to the Cosmos! Tonight, let us celebrate all that is to come! Tonight, we gods and mortals alike, empress and citizens shall sing, dance, and feast to our heart's content! Go, my people! Go and be merry, for soon, we shall reshape all of reality to our will and none shall ever be able to deny our greatness! Glory to the Gods! Glory to the Empire! Glory eternal to us all!"
Deafening roars and applause rained down upon me, and I couldn't help but smile as the Void echoed with the shout of an entire people screaming their joy.
The war to come will be brutal, and bring death to countless. But I did not lie.
We shall indeed reshape reality, and leave it a better place by the end of it. No more will countless innocents fear the demons of the Abyss. Even the Hells will bend the knee, by force or diplomacy. The war will also forge ever-lasting bounds between the previously apathetic Eldritch Kingdom and Pantheon and the other major factions of the Omniverse, creating the building blocks for an interconnected alliance with the Eldritch sitting mightiest at the center of it all.
There will be many challenges in the future, I was certain of it. But ultimately…
I smiled.
"Glory eternal to us all." I swore to the entire omniverse.
"Well, if I had any doubt about his ability to work a crowd, they're gone now." remarked Tifa Lockhart, looking resplendent in her purple dress showing off both her her large breasts and long, toned legs, to her new friend Kai'sa, herself wearing a dark purple dress that caused more than a few people present to struggle on whether to stare at one or the other woman as they both stood within one of the ballroom of the Imperial palace after the previous excitement of the treaty's signing was over with, and the leaders and representatives of every faction retired into the palace to have a formal celebration away from the shouting crowds.
The purple-eyed woman snorted in amusement. "That's an understatement if I ever heard one. The imperial palace is still shaking from the screams of the people singing praises to the gods, and I can assure you that the palace was built to be the toughest building in the whole empire."
Tifa nodded. In the distance, she could see the Eldritch king surrounded by officials and representatives trying to either gather his favor or glean any amount of insight into the king's future plans.
The mood even within the imperial palace was electric with excitement and anticipation, almost as if everyone was eager to just go out there and start fighting. Naturally, that wasn't going to happen, as there was a lot of work to do in order to send the armies of the Void Empire into battle across the omniverse.
However, Tifa knew without a shadow of a doubt that not only those armies would be marching as soon as it was feasible, but that countless citizens of the Empire were going to sign up with the military after tonight. The local people were already eager for a crusade even before all of these events happened. Now, with the King of the Eldritch himself having delivered that speech? The streets of the capital echoed with only one thing: the desire for war.
"My father looks like he sucked on a bitter fruit." remarked Kai'sa, half sympathetic, half amused.
Tifa glanced at the man and promptly stifled a giggle, a hand covered her smiling mouth as her red eyes crinkled with amusement at the sight of the deeply scowling leader of the pro-peace faction. Despite having technically prevented the worst-case scenario of an uncontrolled crusade, it was clear on his and his people's faces that they didn't feel like they were the winners of this entire affair.
"I shouldn't be laughing." she still said. "The man knows that many of your people will die in the crusade to come."
At that, Kai'sa turned more solemn. "Yes. The king did not try to hide that fact. The upcoming war against the allies of the Abyss will be brutal, but it will be but a spark compared to the raging inferno that is the war against the Abyss itself. My father…" She sighed. "He sees this entire war as something our people should not participate in. Something we have no stake in. He's not entirely wrong, either. The demons of the Abyss and their worshippers are far more focused on the material plane than the people of the Void."
Tifa's eyes softened, and she looked at Kai'sa with some concern. "Do you think things will be ok? If you father tried anything-"
"He won't." Kai'sa assured her. "He's frustrated, but not stupid. He saw the writing on the wall for a while now, he just hoped to be wrong. Now that he's got no choice but to accept the fact that the people of the Empire want war in their majority, he'll just focus on doing whatever he can to minimize the destruction of the battles to come."
She shook her head slightly. "Me and my father don't always see eye-to-eye, but I do respect him. He'll brood and grumble, but in the end he'll buckle down and just start working hard to make the most of this situation."
"You really love each other." remarked Tifa with a smile.
Kai'sa cheeks reddened in embarrassment, but she still nodded. "I disagree with him on some things, but he's a good man, and a loving father. I'm proud of him."
"And I'm sure it's the same for him." Tifa declared with conviction.
Kai'sa opened her mouth to reply, then froze as her eyes caught sight of the Eldritch King moving their way, surprisingly free from hanger-ons for once.
"The king's coming our way." she whispered to Tifa, who stiffened and turned to smile at the approaching king.
"Your majesty." curtsied Tifa, with Kai'sa doing the same at her side. "Can we be of any assistance?"
"Actually, yes, you can." he replied with a grin, before holding a hand up and letting a letter appear inside, before extending it towards Tifa.
"I believe you will recognize to whom this is for." he commented in amusement, Tifa curiously taking it and looking at the name it was addressed to-
Before freezing in place, her eyes widening in shock when staring at the name.
Her head snapped up towards the king a moment later, her red eyes wide. "How-"
"God-King." he amusedly replied with a cheerful wink thrown her way.
Tifa swallowed, then swiftly made the letter disappear from view.
"Your majesty-"
"I am aware of the complicated political situation within the Grand Empire." he remarked calmly. "One way or another, it must be addressed long before the war with the Abyss starts. Consider this letter my way of putting my best foot forward as one who has the means of helping to do so with as minimum… chaos as possible." His smile softened, turning kinder. "She will make for a kind ruler, while also not being afraid to fight for what is just and righteous. It will be my honor to help her."
He chuckled, his expression turning wry. "That, and there is much to be gained if I help her claim her birthright, as I'm certain that she is the kind of person to always repay her debts."
He bowed his head slightly, before straightening. "Ladies, I hope that you enjoy the festivities. If you wish to converse with me further, feel free to come see me later tonight… and in the future, well, praying always works when trying to get a god's attention." he said with some amusement, before departing back into the crowd, the people previously surrounding him once again gathering around him without any hint of noticing that he had been left alone for a time.
Kai'sa stared at his retreating back, before blinking and glancing curiously at Tifa, who looked like she really didn't know what to think.
"Are you alright? What was that all about?" she asked.
Tifa opened her mouth then hesitated, glancing at her with a mix of hesitation, shame and slight guilt before shaking her head silently, making it clear that, as much as she wanted to, she really couldn't talk about… whatever this was.
"It's okay." Kai'sa reassured her. "It's obviously important enough to have the Eldritch King himself decide to get involved, so if there is anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to ask me, but otherwise it's fine if you can't talk about it."
"Thank you." Tifa said grateful, still looking slightly ashamed of not sharing anything with Kai'sa, but also relieved she wasn't going to push. "It's just… a very sensitive matter."
Her red eyes went back to look at the King, a storm of hope, fear, joy, and more flashing in her gaze.
"But maybe… one that can have a happy ending, after all."
On top of the letter, the words "To Aerith Gainsborough, Heir to the Throne of the Grand Empire." could be seen, heralding great political turmoil within the currently ruler-less Grand Empire where civil war was brewing.
Cho'Gath stared at the ongoing celebrations with calm acceptance. He had gambled and lost, spectacularly so, but ultimately his loss would be the Empire's win, and that was all that mattered.
Cho'Gath was a man of duty and faith. As the leader of the armies of the Void Empire, sacrifice was something he was well used to. True, his position meant that more often than not, it was him that sacrificed others to secure the interests of the Empire, but Cho'Gath was no coward. If duty and faith ever required him to give his life, then as long as his sacrifice accomplished something of value, he would die satisfied.
And in this case, not only was he still alive, but the Empire will unquestionably profit greatly from this. Even now, behind the thick walls of the Imperial palace, he could hear his people's cheers and shouts of joy, and that was all he needed to hear to be fully satisfied with everything that had happened.
Moreover, his fight also led to something completely unexpected, but all the more incredible for it: the Ascension to Godhood of one of the King's wives. For all that he suffered personally as a result of it, he still couldn't help but feel a fierce sensation of pride at his, admittedly unknowing, part in helping that miracle come to pass.
It was foolish of him to underestimate one of the wives of the King, in hindsight. He really should have known better than to believe that any of them would be anything less than one of the pinnacles of their species.
Well, he learnt his lesson the hard way, but learn it he did.
He glanced around, seeing the way that people subtly avoided him. The consequence of being publicly defeated, he knew. People no longer respected him as they previously did, thinking him a fool for challenging Lady Starlight. Unfortunate, but the battles to come would be more than enough to wipe away such things. There was no shame in losing a fight against one worthy of the Eldritch King's love, after all.
And speaking of it, he paused, seeing Tatsumaki Starlight float towards him, her human form once again hiding the true depth of her full power… Not that anyone who witnessed it would ever be stupid enough to forget it.
Cho'Gath felt a shift in the room as people noticed who was heading towards him, observing carefully how this upcoming talk would go, and how they would have to react to it.
Cho'Gath himself ignored his watchers, and instead bowed his head deeply, respectfully, towards the newly risen eldritch goddess of Entropy.
"Lady Starlight. I wasn't sure you'd be bothering to come see me after our fight."
She stared at him with brilliant green eyes, before huffing and crossing her arms under her breasts. "Bah. You're not as strong as me, and you never will be." her eyes narrowed, her expression softening ever so slightly.
"But you are strong." she acknowledged with a nod that was downright respectful for the brash woman. "Foolish, to ever believe you could win against me, but strong. Considering the war to come, I expect that you will do your best to keep growing stronger." The words were almost spoken like a question, but the sheer authority within them made them an unyielding statement of fact instead, as if any other outcomes were simply unthinkable.
Cho'Gath chuckled at her words. "Of course. I will not shame you, my lady."
Tatsumaki squinted at him, scowling slightly. "Good. Now fuck off with that 'Lady' nonsense. Just call me by my damn name, you fucking bug."
"Yes, Lady Tatsumaki." Cho'Gath replied, feeling some amusement at the way one of the goddess' eyebrows twitched violently at his words.
"Do you want me to kick your ass again, you fucking bug?!" she hissed.
"I am merely showing proper respect to a goddess, Lady Tatsumaki." he smoothly replied, even as he laughed on the inside.
He might have accepted his loss, but let it not be said he couldn't take some pay-back in return. Especially when she made it so easy.
The goddess' hands twitched into fists, her jaw clenching for a second…
Then she let out a breath and huffed. "You're doing this to piss me off. Well, I'm not so easily baited." she said smugly.
"Pink primate." he shot back.
Both of the goddess' eyebrows twitched.
She took a deep breath.
"I won't be-"
"I hope that you're not shedding all over the king-" he continued with a fanged grin.
"You wanna go again you damn bug?!"
"So, are you done having a spat with Cho'Gath?" I said with amusement. "I swear, you looked like an old married couple going at it. Should I be concerned?" I teased Tatsumaki, who sent me a downright arctic glare.
Ooooooh, scary! And damn hot. She's lucky we're in public, or I would have enjoyed bending her over and fucking that glare off her face otherwise.
"You know, I can leave if you want." remarked Sherry with amusement.
Tatsumaki scoffed. "Don't worry about it. Men are just stupid brutes."
"That's not what you were squealing last night." I shot back, Tatsumaki flushing angrily at my words, knowing I hit her with the truth.
"Shut up, or I'll add god-slaying on my list of feats." Tatsumaki hissed.
I turned thoughtful. "Does fucking a goddess unconscious count as god-slaying? If I do it tonight, does that count as me defeating you?"
Tatasumaki's red face turned ever more red.
"Aeon~!" she hissed like a cat.
"Hey, I'm just contemplating the deepest mysteries of the omniverse here, you know? Those are important questions in need of answers!" I said with a shameless grin.
"Ignore him." said Sherry with amusement. "When he gets like this, you know that dad is just going to annoy you and enjoy every second of it."
"Bah! I wonder what I ever saw in you." Tatsumaki sniffed contemptuously, before looking away, her face purposefully doing so with an air of superiority.
"Alright, alright!" I raised my hands in surrender, laughing softly. "I'll stop. Besides, there is something I wanted to say to you two."
"Oh? About what?" asked Sherry, and Tatsumaki deigned to glance at me from the corners of her eyes.
"I wanted to tell you both that I'm incredibly proud of you." I said earnestly, wiping away any hint of mirth from my voice or expression in exchange for genuine love and respect. "You two did a great job with all of this. Whether it was your more standard diplomatic skill, Sherry, or the more… aggressive ones in your case, Tatsumaki, you did excellently thorough this whole assignment I gave you, and I'm very proud of you both." I beamed at them, then engulfed both in my arms. Considering my sheer size, it was pretty easy. "My wife and daughter are the best!"
Tatsumaki and Sherry both flushed, and this time it was definitely not in anger. "Release me, you big brute!" Tatumaki cried out, squirming in my grasp and trying to act as if she was still angry with me… Except her struggles had all the strength of a small kitten.
Sherry, being much more honest about her emotions by dint of, well, not being a tsundere, eagerly hugged me back tightly.
"Thanks, dad." she said happily. "All things considered, it was pretty fun. And I made friends with Kai'sa, so that was pretty great too!"
Tatsumaki struggled against my hug a little longer, before grudgingly giving in and hugging me back.
"It was annoying." she grumbled, her face pressed against my chest. "You know that diplomacy isn't my thing. Too much talking, not enough action. At least most of the people we talked to weren't some jump-up idiot with an overinflated sense of their own importance."
"You two did great." I reaffirmed, using my hands to stroke both of their heads. Funnily, they both pressed themselves harder against me as I did, similar satisfied looks on their faces. "I'll say it again: I'm proud of you both. And tonight, I'll be the one doing the cooking."
I smiled. "There will be cakes!"
I had to hold back from bursting out laughing at the way both women stiffened, then looked up at me with equally shining eyes full of hope, desire and joy.
"You're going to make cakes?! Yes!" Sherry shouted, pumping her fist in the air in victory.
"I want at least a whole chocolate cake for myself." greedily declared Tatsumaki. "Do that, and you're forgiven for teasing me!"
I chuckled.
"Your will be done, my goddess."
The Void, Fortress of Queen Nusha, Great Old One of Blood.
"It's a pleasure to see that your people are working so hard to recover their lost glory, Nusha. It will take time, but I'm sure that you will rebuild and reclaim all that had once been lost… and then go beyond that, and achieve levels of greatness far beyond anything that you've ever managed in the past." I said confidently, raising a cup of tea in praise towards the woman facing me from the other side of the small table I was sitting at.
Nusha, Great Old One of Blood, smiled at my words.
"Yes. My people are all working so hard to try and rebuild our home, we've had to order some to go and rest or they'd risk collapsing from exhaustion, so eager are they to get everything back like it used to be."
"You're working just as hard yourself, Nusha." remarked Oedon, sipping at her own cup of tea… filled with blood as well, of course. "So don't say that it's just your people doing everything. It's also thanks to your leadership, and the example you're giving them, that progress is being made so quickly."
Nusha's cheeks reddened, as always when Oedon praised or even simply smiled at her, and she ducked her head slightly. "I am their queen. It is-"
"-Dear Nusha, you really need to accept praise when it is rightfully given." chided Oedon gently, but firmly. "Humility is good, but there is nothing wrong with working hard and being praised for it."
"I know. It's just…" she trailed off, and my expression softened.
"You still feel guilty for what happened." I finished.
"Yes." she whispered. "I suffer from no nightmares, thanks to the two of you, but I need no nightmares in the night when my memories in the day is all that is required to torment me. I can still see the sea of corpses of my people… hear their screams… feel madness overtake me, overtake us all as the mad god claimed his prize: me."
She shuddered, only for Oedon to lean up and side-hug her, Nusha instantly melting in her embrace.
"We… I owe you two a debt I can never repay." whispered Nusha. "All the help you both gave me and my people… I can never pay it back. But I promise."
Her expression hardened, her blood-red eyes suddenly gaining steel in them.
"If you ever need anything, anything at all, just ask. I swear upon the Black Throne of Azathoth that I will do anything you demand of me." she declared, her voice carrying the power of a divine oath echoing around us.
I could feel Aza's attention turn towards us, called upon by the oath, and her approval of both it and the one who made it.
"Nusha, there was no need-" Oedon began, but for once Nusha acted boldly in her presence, putting a finger on her lips and looking her straight in the eyes.
"No, Oedon. I will not budge, not on this. I meant my oath. Whatever you ask of me, I will do. And I will do it with a smile, no matter the price you make me pay for it."
I looked at her thoughtfully. For all of Nusha's desires towards Oedon, there was very little actual sexual intent in those words. Some, yes, and there were definitely a few fantasies about what exactly we could "demand" of her involving us three and a very reinforced bed, but mostly she meant it literally, and with the hope of wanting to be of use to us in any way possible.
That kind of thinking wasn't the healthiest, but it certainly was understandable. And there was nothing to do beyond accepting, as Nusha needed to feel like she was repaying the debt she felt she owed us.
"Very well then." I nodded, accepting the oath made. "When the time comes, I will remind you of that oath. Until then, focus on making your people great again. That way, you'll be in the best position to repay your debt to us when it is time."
"I will." she swore firmly, red eyes shining like gemstones, and I smiled.
"Determination and resolve looks much better on you than despair." I remarked, and Nusha blinked, then blushed as Oedon nodded firmly in agreement at my words.
"Absolutely. You should look like that more, it is very attractive." Oedon declared, much to Nusha's clear joy and embarrassment both.
"Her blushing face is pretty cute, too." I pointed out.
"That it is! Maybe I should kiss her, see what face she will make then!" laughed Oedon, while Nusha's face turned as red as her eyes.
"Do you have to tease me like this everytime you come to visit me?!" she cried out.
""Yes."" Oedon and I said as one, making Nusha pout and grumble.
"There is something incredible in making a Queen into a blushing, stuttering mess." I mused.
"I'm not stuttering!" she cried out, pointedly saying nothing about the blushing part.
I raised an eyebrow… Then grinned wickedly.
"This is what Oedon looks like in a belly dancer outfit!" I shouted while creating an illusion of Oedon from my memories of the night she waited in our bedroom wearing said clothes.
The illusion of Oedon winked and posed, bending forward to show off her cleavage and send a kiss at Nusha, who had frozen in place, the cup of tea in her hand shattering at the sight before her as she gaped in shock and a staggering amount of lust.
"W-W-W-What?!" She screamed, her eyes never leaving the sight before her, clearly burning the image in her mind forever.
The actual Oedon blinked, then laughed loudly… before standing up, swaying her hips all the way to where the illusion of her was posing proudly while snapping her fingers, her outfit changing to the one her illusion was wearing.
Nusha and I stared at her swaying hips and ass, me with a wide grin and Nusha with a face so red it was a wonder steam didn't burst out of her, and eyes so wide they seemed ready to fall out of her skull.
I swore a trickle of drool actually ran down the side of her mouth at the glorious sight before us!
Then Oedon reached her illusion, before taking her place and repeating the pose perfectly, and Nusha looked ready to keel over from shock, her hands gripping the table before her with white-knuckled grips that created cracks throughout the table from how hard she was clutching on it.
That, or she was ready to tear her clothes to pieces and then rush Oedon to do the same to her, too.
"Oedon-!" began Nusha, her voice somewhere between a lustful growl and a plaintive whine.
"Shhh." ordered Oedon, a gentle smile on her lips. "You've been working so hard, and went through so much… Just relax and enjoy." Her lips quirked up, turning teasing. "No touching today, though. Today, I want to drive you up the wall with lust." her eyes shone like twinkling red stars. "Then next time, I'll drive you over the edge… again and again." she purred, and Nusha looked like she didn't know whether she had died and gone to Hell or Heaven.
Then Oedon began dancing, hips swaying left to right, breasts bouncing up and down, lips curled into a teasing, inviting grin of pure lust and mischief promising endless pleasure, her long, pale legs always on the move with divine grace and flexibility, her toned belly flexing at every movement, and the poor Great Old One of Blood stared mesmerized at the sight before her, her eyes wide and her lips parted open, her tongue occasionally licking her dry lips as she shuddered in lust.
I chuckled, leaning back in my chair to see my wife at work, very much enjoying the show myself but knowing that today, Nusha was the one in need of this far more than me.
There were few things more ego-boosting and emotionally healing than to watch a beautiful woman choose to dance for you, especially when that woman was so clearly enjoying herself immensely and having the time of her life. Nusha needed to feel like she had self-worth, needed to know that she wasn't just a failed queen and goddess, that people could desire her and think she was worth loving and praising.
And Oedon understood that, better than most ever would, because almost everything that Nusha was going through, Oedon already experienced it herself a long time ago. Once, I was the one who became close to an emotionally broken goddess and gave her hope again, gave her joy and a future worth looking forward to. I granted Oedon's child peace at last, same with the child's mother, Queen Yharnam. I ended the long night of the Hunt, and Ascended to Godhood, giving Oedon a companion for the rest of eternity that she could trust and love without fear. I made Oedon feel like she was more than a failure of a goddess and parent, but a wonderful woman that was desired, respected and loved.
And now, as I did for Oedon long ago, she was doing the same to Nusha, letting her know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Nusha was more than her failure. That she was beautiful, and kind, and someone worth loving.
My smile grew as I watched Oedon twirl and dance, faster and faster, fully getting into it now. Nusha was still frozen in place, hypnotized by the show being put on for her, and I couldn't help but love Oedon so very much as I once again was confronted by the depths of her kindness and love for others.
I was truly an incredibly lucky bastard to have someone so perfect by my side.
Oedon danced like the wind, the feeling of dear Aeon and Nusha's eyes on her sending a fire burning through her body that could only be answered with her full matching passion.
Oedon was someone who loved, and loved dearly. It was the nature of her kind, to love and hate like burning stars in the cosmos, but even by Great One's standards Oedon was always the kind one, the benevolent one. She enjoyed helping people, and making them happy, seeing them happy always made her smile, too.
In the past, the way she could go about this was limited. She had no body to truly call her own for the longest time, becoming known as "Formless Oedon" as a result. Still, she could act through the Eldritch Blood that her followers possessed, if again in limited ways. Through it, she did her best to help, and push her people to become more, trying to see if she could render mortals, always so very fragile, less likely to die of the countless things that their kind could fall to. Diseases, wounds, old age and so much more.
She witnessed generation after generation learn, grow, and become better, both through their bloodline growing stronger and through their own hard work. She encouraged many children to be born, to test and experiment through different family lines how far mortal bodies could go and shed their inherent weaknesses, of spirit and flesh. She hoped that, one day, there would be no more suffering, no more pain, no more death.
Only eternity, like she and her kind possessed.
Of course, she also wanted her own family, children to call her own. And so she waited, waited until she believed that the bodies of mortals had grown strong enough, before finally having a child with the Queen of the Phtumerians.
As history showed… that had been a horrific mistake, and to this day a part of her wept at the horrors that followed.
Still, for all the bad in her life, there had much good, too. None greater than the man who watched her with a loving smile, cosmic eyes fixed upon her form with lust and love.
One day, she would bear his children, and that thought sent shudders of both delight and terror course through her. If she were to end up like Queen Yharnam did… the thought alone made her want to vomit, both for the sake of her future child and for her dear Aeon's sake, who would be left broken, as she had been broken, by the tragedy.
However, he would not be left alone. He had other wives now, other people he loved and who loved him, who would be there to pick up the pieces of his shattered heart if the worst came to pass. And she wanted him to live on, no matter what. His very name was a scream to all of reality that her beloved husband would not settle for anything else than Eternity itself, and Oedon would do anything to make his every dream come true.
Her eyes drifted to Nusha, the grin on her face growing at the sight of the goddess' gobsmacked expression. Oedon put her hands behind her head, twirling her body and jerking her hips, her toned belly flexing with every move she made, her pale breasts bouncing in the small bra which barely covered anything, and she sent a positively smoldering look at the stunned goddess, which earned Oedon a keening noise from deep in Nusha's throat that was downright animalistic in its burning desire.
The table she was gripping with both hands finally shattered, but Nusha didn't even notice, her gaze still utterly absorbed in taking in every second of the show Oedon was putting on, forever memorizing every sway of her hips, every flex of her belly, every bounce of her tits, every shake of her ass and every lust-filled looks and grins Oedon was sending her way.
Dear Nusha reminded her of herself, so very hurt, so very broken, and so very determined to make things right, to finally get the happy ending she dreamt of for herself and everyone she loved. Oedon crushed a small flare of bitter jealousy over the fact that her children still lived, at the difference of her own son, knowing that it was utterly unfair towards her fellow goddess of Blood. Nusha had suffered in ways even Oedon did not, forcibly made insane by a cruel mad god, and the younger goddess did not deserve to suffer for the tragedy of Oedon's own past.
Oedon wasn't blind to the true reason that her dear Aeon wanted her to spend time with, and even seduce, Nusha. He could see the same similarities that she did, and wanted Oedon to help save Nusha, as a way to help her heal from her own scars in the process. There were several reasons that Oedon had decided to reward her dear husband with a sexy show and a long night of sex with just the two of them, and one of them was to thank him for doing his best to always try and help her in whatever ways he could, supporting her in every way possible. She did not know what she did to deserve such a loving husband, but she would forever be grateful for it.
So this dance was as much for Nusha's sake as it was for him. Twirling, bending down and over, she showed off the curves of her body, showed off every inch of her beauty to someone she knew she would one day consider like a sister, and the man who she loved more than any other, and to whom her body, heart, mind and very soul belonged to.
If the worst came to pass, then she would have given him as many of the best memories she could possibly give him, to warm his heart and aching soul with for the rest of eternity.
And if she can indeed safely give birth to his children in this reality… If he can make even that oldest dream of hers become reality at last…
Then she would gladly dance for him across the stars of every universe, with a smile on her lips and eternal love in her heart, now… and forevermore.
A.N: Alright! Here is the next chapter in which we continue the events of Love Azathoth!
The month of July had been fucking crazy for me and my family, and not in good ways, so I hope this chapter's quality didn't suffer much from it.
That aside, we're almost done with the Void Arc. Just one more chapter, and we can move on to Aeon's coronation! We'll meet more Eldritch gods, more regular gods, Actual God, but also Frieren and co. along with some other characters like the Aerith of this setting!
Quick word about Mist and Darkness: The best way to think of them right now is as two people with almost child-level emotional control, combined with a general apathy about things that doesn't concern them personally and who, on top of all of that, are essentially the Omniverse' oldest shut-in, who almost never leave the part of the Void that they call home.
So it's not that they are stupid, but they really, really need someone to finally step in and force them to learn how to be responsible adults/Gods, on top of teaching them all the things that Azathoth never truly bothered to.
If Nyarlathotep is almost terrifyingly competent when motivated, at the cost of being an absolute bitch to others, Mist and Darkness are utterly ignorant, at the benefit of being far easier to handle in terms of personality.
Finally, I wanted the last part to be a lot more sexy and focused on Oedon being a really hot seductress, but both her and Aeon decided that things were going to get emotional instead. Ah well, there's always the next chapter!
Still, with all that being said, I hope you all enjoyed this update! Next time, we finish the Void Arc as Oedon proceeds to smite a mad god, before finally finishing off Nusha's seduction!