[Inspired by the Orochimaru Omake from Ladrillo]
The dim green glow of the laboratory lights cast long shadows across the rows of glass tanks lining the walls. Suspended in viscous fluids, the twisted forms of failed experiments stared back at them with sightless eyes. Some of the failures still appeared human, others weren't so lucky, but all shared one infuriating flaw.
They were imperfect.
Orochimaru exhaled through their nose, rolling a scalpel between their fingers.
Paperwork.
The word alone was enough to make their surprisingly plump lips curl. Leading a hidden village, even one as small and disposable as Otogakure, was tedious. Meetings. Supply distributions. Budget approvals. It was enough to make a lesser shinobi scream, and privately made them somewhat thankful to their sensei for his betrayal all those years ago. If Jiraiya's brat hadn't taken their rightful place, they'd likely be stuck behind that desk today, held back from all the opportunities the world has to offer.
However, their paperwork being tedious was not the worst of it all. The true pain it caused, was that it distracted them from their true work.
Their slitted golden eyes flicked to the far end of the lab, where Kimimaro lay motionless on an operating slab, his pallid skin stretched taut over protruding bones. The boy's breathing was shallow, his once-potent Kaguya bloodline now a prison of calcified marrow and failing organs. He'd be dead already without regular operations to keep his heart beating and his failing body on the brink of usability.
A mistake.
Orochimaru's grip tightened on the scalpel.
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Mistakes were rare for them, but the evidence of one was laying on a table across the room. They hadn't noticed the degeneration in time. Hadn't anticipated the rapid onset of the genetic defect lurking in Kimimaro's DNA. By the time the symptoms manifested, the damage was irreversible, and even worse, carried over to any clones derived from his cells.
Sterile. Unreplicable. Useless.
A waste of potential.
Their free hand lashed out, sending a tray of surgical instruments clattering to the floor. The sound echoed through the lab, sharp as a gunshot.
One of the sound four, the red-haired one, materialized at their elbow. "My lord?"
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Orochimaru didn't turn. "The Kumo genin?"
"En route to Konoha as we speak," The girl fiddled with her hair as she spoke. She was typically more brash, but most of the Snake Sannin's subordinates knew of their love for professionalism. "The Cloud's administration was… persuaded to include him in their Chunin Exam roster. He'll be ripe for extraction once the second phase begins."
A pause. "Though, if I may... why not simply have him intercepted en route? The Raikage's retaliation-"
"-is irrelevant," Orochimaru cut in, their voice a silken rasp. "The invasion proceeds regardless. But a living Kaguya is worth more to me than a corpse."
Their tongue flicked out, tasting the stale air.
Sōkotsu. The last recorded survivor of a clan too bloodthirsty to survive its own arrogance. A miracle brought about by that Clan's reckless tendencies and Kumo's rampant kleptomania along with their strong desire to cultivate all foreign sources of strength. A child, barely genin-aged, with a bloodline powerful enough to potentially reverse Kimimaro's decay or, if necessary, replace him entirely.
Transfusions. Bone grafts. Perhaps even a vessel…
The possibilities coiled in their mind like serpents.
But first, they had other games to play.
"Prepare for Suna," they murmured, turning away from Kimimaro's still form. "The Kazekage expects my personal assurance of our… alliance."
The girl bowed. "And the Kaguya boy?"
Orochimaru's smile was a poisoned razor in the gloom air of the lab, sharp, venomous, and far too confident.
"Let him play ninja a little longer. When the time comes… He'll come to us."
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The moment the gate slammed shut behind you, the Forest of Death swallowed your team whole. Towering trees choked out the sunlight, their gnarled roots twisting like skeletal fingers across the damp earth. The air was thick with the scent of rotting vegetation.
Sombra took point, her steps silent as she wove through the undergrowth. Korra brought up the rear, her fists clenched, eyes scanning for threats. You moved between them, your senses heightened by Library Mind, cataloging every rustle, every snapped twig.
A sound in the distance caught your attention.
Faint. Deliberate. Repeating.
The sound of Shinobi leaping from tree to tree.
Your team froze.
Sombra's fingers flickered in silent code.
Enemy. Two o'clock. Three. Closing in on our position
Korra's grin was feral. It screamed one word. Finally.
You exhaled. This was it, this was your chance.
The forest was a battlefield. But it was also isolated. No prying eyes. No interruptions.
If you were going to ensure your teammates' loyalty, truly ensure it, now was the time.
You couldn't risk one of them asking too many questions. You needed them to have a reason to keep your secrets. A reason to trust you.
A reason to lie to Yoruichi-sensei when we get out of here.
Your Musk was already working. You'd noticed the way Sombra's nostrils flared when she leaned close earlier, the hitch in Korra's breath when you brushed past her.
Now?
Now you'd escalate.
The sound of distant footsteps drew nearer. Bark crunching underfoot from the power of their leaps. The team was approaching, careless in their arrogance.
Sombra's fingers flicked again.
Ambush positions.
Korra nodded, muscles coiling.
You hesitated.
This was your moment.
The forest was alive with opportunity—the shadows thick enough to hide secrets, the air heavy with the musk of damp earth and something far more primal. Your Musk was already working its magic. You could see it in the way Sombra's pupils dilated when she glanced at you, the way Korra's throat bobbed as she swallowed hard.
But before all that, you had enemies to deal with. Enemies that were rapidly approaching.
You moved like a ghost, closing the distance between you and Sombra in a breath. She tensed, but didn't pull away as you leaned in, your lips brushing the shell of her ear.
"Watch this," you murmured, your voice a velvet promise. Half of your moves were pure instinct and honed techniques granted by Kama Sutra, but the other half was a personalized approach made by recalling every time you've seen Sombra flustered or aroused and using that.
However, a little whispered flirting wouldn't be enough. Sombra respected boldness, but it needed more. It needed finesse, and more than that, power.
So then, you moved.
Imbuing your body with your chakra , bending light around you as you slipped right into the ranks of the approaching team. It was three Kusa genin, their eyes glazed with overconfidence. You struck like a serpent, Bajinquan driving your fist into the leader's kidney before he could blink. He crumpled with a choked gasp.
The other two whirled, just in time for Sombra's ninja wire to slice through the air, binding their limbs. You finished them with a pair of surgically precise strikes to their vitals, bones coming from your wrists and slicing their throats.
Feat achieved!
Kill an Enemy (Fodder-Tier) - 1 Random Bronze Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
You had to resist the urge to grin. Instead, you simply gave Sombra a smug smile while mentally pressing 'N'. Best to keep the potential for distractions reduced when you're in an active combat zone.
It was over in seconds.
You reappeared beside her a second later, The purple loving girl's chest was heaving, not from exertion, but from the way she was looking at you. Her usual smirk was gone, replaced by something... scared. Scared but unbearably desperate.
"You've been holding out on us, rookie," she purred, stepping closer, resorting to her usual tactics but with less care than usual. Her fingers even slipped for a moment as they traced your jaw. "What else are you hiding?"
Feat achieved!
Make a Girl's Panties Wet - 1 Random Bronze Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
Unfortunately, your moment (and your mental press of that shiny 'N') was interrupted by the sound of more leaping ninjas. Strange, your gate was close to its two neighbors, but it would take quite the twist of fate for both of the enemy teams next to you to stumble upon you so soon...
Then you remembered.
Rabbit's Foot.
It explained everything. It was a little insulting to know that your current success was mainly due to luck, but you wouldn't turn down a gift like this, especially when you would need all the help you could get to avoid the trouble the gacha had gotten you into.
With a grin you'd let this next enemy team pass, ignoring Sombra's sharp glare as you suddenly ignored her advances after months of you turning to a blushing mess every time she fluttered her eyelashes at you. Instead, you turned to Korra, your voice a low rumble designed to keep Sombra's panties wet.
"Bet I can take them down faster than you."
Her eyes flashed. "You're on."
You lunged forward to get to the enemies first.
Bajinquan turned your body into a weapon, every single one of your strikes was explosive, every movement a blur. You shattered one genin's ribs with a palm strike, then pivoted to drive your knee into another's gut. Korra howled with laughter as she crushed the third into a tree once she caught up with you.
Panting, she turned to you... and then froze.
You were close. Too close. The heat of your body, the scent of your skin, the blood from your enemies still on your fists. It wrapped around her like a vice, reminding her of the brutal beating the two of you just gave that unlucky team. Her fists unclenched.
"Damn, bone boy," she muttered, her voice rough. "When'd you get so… fast?"
You gave her your cheekiest grin. Korra already liked you after all. She just needed you to show some interest. "Stick with me. I'll show you more."
Sombra moved to join the two of you, holding up an Earth Scroll from the first defeated team.
You held up a hand. A simple gesture meant to tell her to 'wait'.
Sombra arched a brow. Korra scowled at the other girl for interrupting the moment between the two of you.
You shook your head.
You need to choose.
Who will you claim first?
The decision crystallized in your mind like shards of ice.
Sombra first.
She was the greater threat right now. The one more likely to pry or to suspect you of something. Korra's loyalty was simple and honestly a little endearing. Sombra's loyalty though? A tangled web would need her firmly under your thumb in order to understand.
You turned to Korra, your voice dropping to a whisper. "Scout ahead. We'll catch up."
She scowled at the dismissal after the moment the two of you shared, but nodded (with a strangely understanding look?) after getting an affirming nod from Sombra, stomping off into the undergrowth with a muttered "Don't take too long."
The second she was gone…
You pounced.
Sombra gasped as you slammed her against a tree, your forearm pressed to her throat, your body pinning hers. Her eyes widened, but not in fear, in recognition. This was a language she spoke fluently, though she wasn't aware you had picked it up.
"You've been playing with me," you growled, leaning in until your lips brushed hers. "Teasing. Testing. Pushing." Your free hand trailed down her side, feeling the hitch in her breath. "But here's the thing, my little spider…"
You nipped at her lower lip, sharp enough to draw a whimper.
"I'm not your prey anymore~"
Her smirk returned, shaky but defiant. "Prove it."
So you did.
Your skills granted Kama Sutra Adept guided every movement: your teeth on her pulse point, your fingers twisting in her hair, the way you ground your hips against hers until her legs trembled. She melted, her usual control unraveling under your touch.
"Sōkotsu…"
You silenced her with a kiss, swallowing her moans as your hands mapped every curve, every weakness. When you finally pulled back, her lips were swollen and her pupils blown wide in shock at your newly discovered boldness and just what it was doing to her.
"Still want to play games?" you murmured.
Her answer was a ragged breath, a shudder.
Good.
Your cock suddenly throbbed against Sombra's thigh as she squirmed under you, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The way her pretty brown cunt pressed against your leg through those tight fucking pants… fuck she was soaked already, wasn't she? Tease or not, this bitch was dripping for it.
"Still talking shit?" You growled, continuing to talk down to her while grinding your cock harder into her hip just to watch her bite that plump lower lip. "All that teasing… and look at you now." Your hand slid down between her legs. Fuck, the heat radiating off her even through fabric made your mouth water. "Soaking through your clothes like some desperate little slut."
Her hips bucked instinctively when your fingers dug into the crease of her thigh. "F-Fuck y‐"
You cut her off by grabbing a fistful of that dark hair and yanking hard enough to make tears prickle at the corners of those defiant eyes.
Perfect.
Her gasp turned into a moan as you licked a filthy stripe up the side of her throat before sinking teeth into flesh hard enough to bruise. She tasted like salt and adrenaline, like prey pinned under its predator's claws while still trying to snarl.
Honestly, her reactions were kind of cute.
Your other hand fumbled with the button of her pants, shoving them down over the curve of her plump bubble-butt. She whined and struggled against your grip but you just laughed darkly, low in your throat.
"Such a bad girl," you purred, fingers skimming over bare skin until they found her dripping slit. "Letting yourself get this worked up… You want my cock that badly?"
Sombra's head fell back against the tree trunk with a dull thud as you pushed two fingers inside her tight heat without warning. Her inner walls clenched greedily around the intrusion, already fluttering like she was about to cum just from that much stimulation.
Sage above.
You pumped them in and out roughly, ignoring how she shook and mewled pathetically against your mouth as it moved to capture hers again.
You could feel Sombra's resolve crumbling under your touch, under the filthy words spilling from your lips between messy kisses and bites at her tender flesh. This bitch wanted to be conquered by something dangerous, didn't she? Wanted to be taken apart piece by fucking piece until all she could do was scream and moan like an animal in heat?
Good thing for her, you're more than happy to oblige.
You added a third finger on the next thrust, curling them deep inside that clenching cunt until Sombra's legs gave out completely. She would have fallen if you weren't pinning her up against the tree, still pumping your fingers into her ruthlessly while she sobbed and begged for more.
"P-Please…"
"You want to cum on my fingers like a good little slut?" You asked, voice a low and dominant growling rasp against her ear. "Want me to fuck this tight pussy until you're dripping with it?"
Sombra could only whimper in response, too far gone to even nod as her hips jerked and spasmed around your hand. The wet sounds of your fingers pounding into her slick heat filled the air along with Sombra's desperate cries, both of you lost in the filthy rhythm of it all.
You felt Sombra's orgasm building already. It was obvious with the way she clenched down on your fingers like a vice grip with her thighs trembling uncontrollably as she chased that high. But you didn't let up, not even when she started begging incoherently for release or threatening to claw your eyes out if you didn't give it to her right fucking now.
Not yet.
Not until you decided she'd had enough.
Payback time bitch. Next time, don't spend 6 fucking months blue balling me.
You pulled back just long to give her wink as you subtly switched your ability to Dampen and then grabbed her tight little pussy and activated the mostly useless roll you'd had since the start. You were going to make sure she was absolutely drenched before plunging back inside with renewed vigor. The best part? She thought it was all her, her slutty body responding to someone finally taking charge and showing her what her place was. Your thumb found that swollen clit without any trouble at all and rubbed merciless circles around it until Sombra was shaking apart at the seams.
"Fucking take it, you filthy bitch," You snarled, biting down on her neck hard enough to leave a mark that's definitely going to draw some eyes. "Cum for me. Cum all over my fucking fingers like the desperate little slut you are!"
Sombra's scream ripped through the air as she finally shattered, back arching off the tree trunk as her pussy spasmed violently around your invading digits. Her release flooded out over your hand in thick rivulets. It was proof of just how badly this cunt had needed that kind of ruthless treatment.
You worked her through it with single-minded focus, your fingers never slowing even as she sobbed and thrashed against you helplessly. Only once her thighs stopped trembling did you finally pull away completely. You decided on leaving Sombra slumped against the bark with legs too weak to support herself, panties soaked through with cum and drool smeared across her face for a moment.
Gods-damn.
The sight made your cock throb almost painfully behind your zipper but there would be time for that later. Right now…
Right now, all that mattered was watching Sombra struggle to catch her breath while still pinned under your body like some conquered prize. Seeing those glazed eyes blink up at you in dazed confusion as she tried to remember how to form coherent thoughts again.
This bitch was yours now.
And you were going to make damn sure she never forgot it.
Feat achieved!
Seduce a Teammate – 1 Random Silver Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
She was seduced already? What was she gonna be like when you finished?
Ignoring that thought, you mentally pressed yes and had some fun teasing your new toy while your new and old rolls (2 Bronze, last update) finished.
Pitcher of Eternal Water (Item) - A water pitcher that can pour endless amounts of refreshing clean water when tipped (Hunter x Hunter).
Moonless (Familiar/Card) - A normal cave wolf that was transformed by the influence of the god of the depths, after tens of years of brutal survival this wolf towers over even tanks and can swallow a fully grown man in one gulp (Fear and Hunger).
Undeniable (Trait) - Your senses cannot be hindered, you can't be blinded even when sand is thrown at your eyes, and you won't become deaf even if someone sonic blasts your ear. The only way to hinder your senses is by physically ripping out the organ
You nearly laughed out-loud at the name of the last trait.
Heh, fitting.
After enjoying the spoils granted by her surrender, you let Sombra slump against the tree for only a second. It was just long enough to see her chest heave, and her lips parted in ragged gasps before you grabbed her by the hips and spun her around, slamming that perfect curvy ass into your groin. Her back arched instinctively as you ground your throbbing throbbing cock between those plush cheeks, already slick with sweat and arousal from her rough treatment so far. The whimper that tore from her throat was filthy, half-protest and half-plea.
"You think this is over?" Your voice was a dark purr against the shell of her ear as one hand fisted in her hair again, yanking hard enough to make tears spring to those defiant eyes. "I told you I'd prove it, slut. You're mine."
With your free hand, you shoved down what remained of Sombra's pants until they pooled at her ankles and exposed that perfect pink cunt still twitching from its first orgasm under your fingers. Fuck if it wasn't dripping and glistening with juices just begging for something thicker than digits to fill it up proper-like... And who were you not to give such an eager little hole exactly what she needed so badly? You weren't just going to give her what she needed though…
Oh no, you were going to ruin her.
Your Kama Sutra Adept instincts flared as you took in the sight of Sombra's glistening folds, her desperate little chalice was clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. The way her thighs trembled told you everything: this bitch had never been touched like this before. Never been teased back. Never been owned.
You rubbed your palm on her leaking cunt before slicking up your throbbing and trembling cock, watching with dark satisfaction as Sombra's breath hitched at the sound of skin stroking skin. She tried to glance over her shoulder, but you yanked her head back by the hair until she was arched against you like a bowstring with her ass pressed flush against your hips, those plush brown ass cheeks jiggling with every ragged exhale.
You couldn't help yourself, you reached out and slapped that fat curvy brown butt of hers just so you could watch it jiggle.
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"Look at it," you growled, dragging the swollen head of your cock through her soaked slit just to hear that sharp little gasp tear from her throat. "This is what happens when you tease too much." A slow thrust forward—just enough for an inch to slip inside that tight heat before pulling back again. "Now? You get fucking wrecked."
Sombra whined, fingers scrabbling uselessly against the tree bark as she tried to find purchase. You could feel her inner walls fluttering already. They were practically begging for more than just a teasing inch of your cock.
Greedy little slut.
You sank into her with one hard snap of your hips, burying yourself balls-deep in that tight dripping cunt until Sombra screamed. The sound was pure ecstasy and the way it echoed through the trees and bounced off every surface...
Perfect
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Your Enhanced Stamina kicked in instantly, allowing you to set a brutal pace right from the start.
Sombra's legs buckled but you held her up easily enough, one arm wrapped around her waist while the other kept a fistful of her hair clenched tight enough to sting. She sobbed and begged incoherently as you pounded into that dripping pussy and each thrust harder and deeper than the last until it felt like you were hitting bottom with every snap of your hips.
"You're mine now," you snarled against her neck, teeth sinking into flesh hard enough to bruise. "This cunt belongs to me."
Sombra could only moan brokenly in response, lost in the filthy rhythm of it all. The wet sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the air along with both of your harsh breaths and grunts of pleasure. You could feel her getting tighter by the second. Her inner walls were clenching down on your cock like a vice grip as she chased another orgasm.
Fuck, yes.
You slammed into her harder than ever, angling your hips just right to hit that spot inside her that made Sombra see stars. She wailed and thrashed against you helplessly as you fucked her through it. Each thrust pushed her higher and higher until she finally shattered with a scream that rang out through the forest.
Sombra's cunt spasmed violently around your cock as she came apart at the seams. Juices flooded out over your shaft in thick rivulets while her whole body shuddered uncontrollably. But you didn't stop, not even for a second. Instead, you kept pounding into that fluttering heat ruthlessly, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from this bitch before filling her up with your seed.
"Take it," You snarled, biting down hard on Sombra's shoulder as you felt your own release building fast. "Fucking take my cum like the good little slut you are."
Your hips jerked erratically once... twice... three times…
In for a ryo, in for a…. OH SHIT, GOLDEN SHOT
You quickly mentally toggle off possibly your most dangerous trait as you bury yourself to the hilt one final time and erupt deep inside Sombra's spasming cunt. You painted her insides with thick ropes of your potent and enhanced cum, each pulse sending another aftershock rippling through her quivering form.
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Feat achieved!
Cun Inside a Woman for the 1st Time – 1 Random Bronze Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
Godsdamn…
You mentally press 'Y' and try to ignore the Gacha glowing even brighter, acting like a proud parent at your most recent (relatively minor) accomplishment.
Bitch Breaker (Trait) - Sometimes all a bad attitude needs is a good fucking, you are an expert at correcting attitudes through sex correction.
You held back your reaction.
Okay, you were at least 90% sure this thing was both sentient and a pervert.
Sombra went limp in your arms as the last spurts of cum filled her up. Her legs gave out completely as she slumped against the tree trunk, barely able to hold herself upright. Her cunt continued to flutter and clench around your softening cock like it was trying to milk out every last drop. The sight made you smirk darkly; this bitch would be feeling this for days... Maybe even weeks or months if she was lucky.
You finally pulled out with a wet squelch, admiring the way Sombra's juices and your own seed leaked down her thighs in obscene rivulets. She whimpered at the sudden emptiness but you just chuckled cruelly, trailing a finger through the mess before bringing it to her lips to give her a taste.
"Mmmm," You hummed, letting her savor that unique flavor on her tongue. She didn't even try to fight you off, instead she licked your palm clean. Who knew she'd end up being such a greedy little slut? "I think I'll keep you."
Sombra blinked up at you dazedly from where she'd collapsed onto her knees with her hair disheveled and her clothes torn and soaked through with sweat and other fluids... A far cry from the cool, collected older ninja who'd been teasing you for so long. But this was the real Sombra hidden underneath her walls; the one who craved being owned by something dangerous and dominant enough to break through her carefully constructed web of teasing winks and carefully constructed masks.
And now that she'd had a taste of what that felt like...
There would be no going back.
You hauled her up by her hips, ignoring her wince as your fingers dug into her bruised flesh. She stumbled against you, legs still shaking from the force of her orgasms, but you just smirked down at that flushed face with dark satisfaction.
"Come on," You said gruffly, starting to lead her deeper into the forest without bothering to wait for a response. "We've got a lot more territory to cover before I'm done with you. Besides, Korra will probably be back any minute."
Sombra followed along obediently, she was too dazed and well-fucked to do anything else, and let out a shaky breath as she finally processed exactly what had just happened. The way you'd seen right through all those carefully constructed defenses of hers until there was nothing left but bare need...
She knew then, without a single doubt, that she was yours now. You'd ruined her for anyone else. Broken her in a way that left no room for anything but you.
Adept Kama Sutra was the best thing that ever happened to you.
Now it was time for the two of you to catch-up with your other teammate…
The forest swallowed Sombra's whimpers as you dragged her deeper into the shadows, her legs trembling with every step. By the time you found Korra perched on a moss-covered boulder, sharpening her kunai with unnecessary force, Sombra had regained enough composure to walk without clinging to you. Her flushed cheeks and swollen lips told a different story, though.
Korra's eyes narrowed. "Took you long enou… wait." She sniffed the air, then gagged. "Ugh! Did you two fuck on the way here, really?!"
Sombra opened her mouth whether to lie, to deflect, or to make up some excuse and save her pride didn't matter because you stepped forward, your Musk thickening the air.
"Jealous, Korra?"
She stiffened, her cheeks flushing and her eyes wide at the accusation. "As if! Just… disgusted." The way her gaze lingered on Sombra's disheveled state betrayed her.
You closed the distance, your voice dropping to a growl. "You've always been a terrible liar~"
She swung a fist at you, it was a half-hearted and telegraphed move so you easily caught her wrist, your new taijutsu skill making it child's play to spin her around until her back pressed against your chest.
"You've been watching," you murmured, your breath hot on her neck. "Haven't you? Every time she teased me. Every time I blushed." Your free hand trailed down her arm, feeling the goosebumps rise as you caressed a muscular bicep. "Bet it drove you mad. Seeing her take her sweet time when you wanted me all to yourself."
"Shut up," she hissed, but her thrashing lacked its usual fire. She'd been interested for a long time. You were cute, looked up to her, and didn't treat her like an idiot like the rest of her team did. Honestly, she was probably the only real friend your old self had.
Sombra leaned against a tree, her smirk returning. "Oh, this is rich. Big strong Korra, pining like a…"
"Quiet."
The command from you snapped through the air, sharp as a kunai. Sombra's mouth clicked shut, her breath hitching and her thighs clenching together. She let out a low moan of denial as you focused back on Korra, both annoyed and turned-on by the casual showing of your new ownership over her.
You tightened your grip on Korra, your lips grazing her ear. "You want to be in charge for once? To be the one taking the lead? Or would you prefer it if I made this strong body of yours all mine?"
Her pulse thundered against your palm. "I… I don't…"
You spun her to face you, crushing her lips in a kiss that stole her breath away. She froze, and then she melted with her fists clenching in your shirt as she pulled you closer.
When you broke away, her eyes were dazed. "Bastard…"
"A cute bastard," you corrected, knowing the size difference between the two of you and your cute face combined with your smaller stature was part of what influenced Korra's original attraction to you. Still, even if you liked Korra… She was taking a long time to make up her mind. Maybe you should give her some encouragement~
The moment your lips crashed back against hers, the fight in Korra dissolved into a shuddering gasp. Seems like a little bit of lip-locking was all she really needed to help her make her choice. Her thick, muscular thighs tensed as you shoved her back against the boulder you found her on, grinding your hips against her rock hard muscular abs, her pretty brown tits mashed deliciously between you, those perky D-cups heaving with every ragged breath she took. She tasted like sweat and defiance, but beneath it? There was desperation.
Her hands clawed at your shoulders, half to push you away and half to drag you closer, before finally surrendering to the inevitable and tangling in your hair. "Y-You little shit," she panted when you broke the kiss just long enough for air. But even as she cursed you, her dusky brown skin flushed darker under your touch.
"You're talking too much, just shut up and let me take the lead." You growled before biting down on that stubborn lower lip of hers hard enough to make her whimper. One hand slid down to grope one of those glorious ass-cheeks, squeezing until her breath hitched. Fuck, they were massive, two twin thick handfuls of pure muscle and softness that jiggled obscenely under your rough handling. You could already imagine them bouncing while she rode some lucky bastard's cock. Your cock.
From now on, they were all yours. Just like the rest of her, even if she didn't know it yet.
You shoved Korra down to her knees, and for once she didn't put up a show of fighting you. Her eyes widened as you fished out your already-hardening dick, but instead of the curse or glare before giving in? She licked her lips like a cat eyeing up a bowl of cream. "You're such a dirty little slut, how long have you wanted this dick?" You mocked her even as you grabbed a fistful of that smooth brown hair and forced her face into your crotch. "Go on then, show me how much you've been wanting to gag on my cock."
Her nostrils flared as she inhaled your Musk, the thick unique pheromone rich scent that had driven Sombra wild earlier. And fuck if it didn't have the same effect on Korra too: those sapphire-blue eyes glazed over with lust as she mouthed at your shaft like an eager pup begging for scraps from its master, eagerly kissing and lapping at it and getting absolutely cock-drunk from its taste on her tongue.
"Fucking whore," you spat, thrusting deep into that hot wet mouth before she could brace herself. She choked around the intrusion but still managed to moan needily even as tears leaked from the corners of her eyes. The vibrations shot straight to your balls.
Korra sucked you off with desperate abandon, slobbering and gagging like it was the only thing keeping her sane in this moment, but it wasn't enough. You needed more. You needed to see her fall apart completely. She was so strong, so powerful. The sight of her begging to become your cumdump would be amazing.
So you fisted a hand in that hair and fucked her face hard and fast, not caring when she sputtered or coughed around your pistoning cock. Her tongue fluttered helplessly against the sensitive underside of your shaft as you used her mouth for your pleasure, and damn if it didn't feel incredible, it was like sinking into molten silk.
"Take it all, you slut," you snarled as you slammed balls-deep down Korra's throat and held her there until she squirmed. "This is what happens when you leave your cute little crush in the hands of a bitch like Sombra. He becomes the type who prefers to take what he wants… and I want you~"
Only after that message was delivered did you finally relent, pulling out of her mouth with a wet pop so she could gasp for air and your words could register in her brain… before shoving it right back in again. Over and over until drool ran down her chin to drip off those perfect tits bouncing with each brutal thrust.
And through it all? Korra just took it like the good little cocksleeve she always wanted to be, whimpering submissively even as she stared up at you with lust-drunk eyes that said that she was finally, YOURS.
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Your hands slid under Korra's tank top, small calloused fingers brushing against soft skin as they sought out her full breasts hidden beneath a sports bra. You palmed them roughly through the fabric until Korra was writhing with need while her throat was still stuffed full gagging on your cock.
"I want these tits bouncing while I pound into you stupid," you rasped out in a low growl before ripping open Korra's top completely, popping it off and revealing those twin perky brown tits topped with two beautiful chocolate nipples.
Hmm, you did want to see those tits bounce, but since you were being rough, it did raise the question…
Which hole should you use?
With a rough shove, you send Korra sprawling onto her back with the leaves below crunching beneath her as she lands with an oomph. Before she can catch her breath, you grab her ankles and wrench them up behind her head, folding the muscle-bound warrior girl into a lewd pretzel. The position forces those plush ass-cheeks apart obscenely, exposing her glistening pink folds that are already slick from the throat-fucking you just gave her.
"Pathetic," you sneer, dragging two fingers through her dripping slit before smearing it across that swollen clit. She jerks under your touch and tries to stifle a moan like it isn't obvious how badly she craves this. "Even Sombra wasn't this desperate for it."
Korra whimpers but doesn't argue; whatever pride she had left was fucked out of her when you railed her throat raw. Now? She just arches shamelessly into your hand while watching with hungry eyes as you stroke yourself lazily with one palm coated in Dampen, your tip teasing those tight walls which flutter around nothing… begging to be ruined properly.
Then with no warning, you slam home in one brutal thrust.
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"GAAAH! F-FUCK!" Her scream rips through the forest as you bury yourself to the hilt in a virgin heat so tight it steals your breath too. Gods above… She feels divine. Hotter than hellfire and twice as greedy, her untouched cunt clamping down like a vice around your cock while her inner muscles prove they're just as strong as the ones on the outside by spasming helplessly trying to adjust to the sudden intrusion of your length.
Too bad adjustment isn't part of the lesson you're teaching her today.
You don't let up for even half-a-second before switching into merciless pistoning strokes that leave no room for gentleness or hesitation. This is about wreckage now; about marking your territory deeper than bruises on her skin or handprints on her ass could ever show alone...
Your grip bruises her soft thighs where they're pinned behind her ears (her bones start creaking in faint protest which you ignore entirely) but all Korra does is sob in pleasure louder and louder each time your hips meet her asscheeks. The impact is hard enough to send shockwaves straight down into her trembling limbs!
Her toes curl uselessly beside her head while the tip of your cock gets deeper and deeper inside her until it smashes right up against her cervix and proceeds to give the deepest part of her hot pulsing love canal a kiss. Then it gets another kiss. Then another. Eventually with each swing of your hips the tip of your cock is battering down the gates to her hungry womb.
It's only a matter of time until her body gives in. Until it surrenders completely to the relentless pounding and lets you conquer what's left of her sanity along with the rest of her. You can feel it happening, your hips churning faster and faster while Korra's eyes roll back into her skull!
"Fuck! FUCK!" She screams out as she comes HARD all over your cock, squirting so much that a puddle forms beneath where she lays. Her cunt spasms around you like it's trying to milk out every last drop.
But you don't stop. You can't stop, not until this body is yours in every way possible and only then will you give in to the orgasm building at the base of your spine.
Her back arches off the ground, her thighs trembling violently where they're folded behind her head, her flexibility is being pushed to its limits by your merciless grip. Every snap of your hips sends a fresh wave of ecstasy through her wrecked frame, each thrust is deeper than the last until she feels like she might split apart at the seams.
Her sopping wet pussy clenches around you in desperate spasms, trying desperately to milk out every drop even though she just came moments ago. But you don't let up, you can't let up now that she's finally breaking for you completely. You wonder if your new trait might be influencing you a little, because you can't wait to see the look on her face once she is broken.
"Look at this," You snarl down at her as one hand releases her thigh just long enough to slap against those fat wobbling ass-cheeks, watching them jiggle obscenely from the impact before grabbing hold again and squeezing them hard enough to leave finger-shaped bruises on her dark skin.
Your other hand forms a fist in her hair and yanks hard, forcing her head back at a painful angle as you loom over Korra with a predatory grin. "Your slutty cunt is trying to suck me in deeper, greedy bitch! It knows it belongs to me now! It knows that you wanna get knocked up!"
You smirked at her reaction to that, she can only whimper in response, too far gone to form words anymore. Her eyes are glazed and unfocused, pupils blown wide with pleasure as she submits completely to the brutal fucking you're giving her. You hadn't been expecting it, but that confirms it. This muscular tomboy wanted your kids.
It's almost enough to make you want to blow your load right then and there... But no. You have plans for this fertile womb of hers first. Plans that don't involve her waddling around barefoot and pregnant, even if Golden Shot would make it so easy…
You shift slightly so that each thrust now drags along Korra's g-spot, rubbing against it relentlessly until she's sobbing from the overwhelming sensation. At the same time your free hand leaves her thigh just long enough to pinch one of those perky chocolate nipples between two of your calloused fingers before twisting it cruelly, her cries making the feral grin on your face get even wider.
"Cum for me again," You growl into Korra's ear as your hips snap forward one last time, burying yourself as deep as you can possibly go. "Cum on my cock like the worthless breeding slut you are!"
And just like that Korra comes AGAIN, squirting hard all over your invading length and soaking the ground beneath her even more thoroughly than before. Her cunt clamps down around your shaft HARD in rhythmic pulses while she thrashes mindlessly from the sheer force of her own climax.
Only once she's completely boneless with exhaustion do you finally allow yourself to follow suit, roaring out a cry of triumph as you release your load directly into Korra's hungry womb seconds after her own orgasm starts tapering off...
"Take it!" You snarl as you grind against her cervix and paint those fertile walls with spurt after spurt of hot cum. "Fucking TAKE IT ALL!"
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It's only once you're laying atop her in an exhausted heap that you finally have the frame of mind to check and make sure Golden Shot was still turned off.
Phew, that could've been bad.
Feat achieved!
Impregnate a Teammate – 1 Random Silver Ticket!
Open: Y/N?
Fuuuuuucccckkkkkk...
That was gonna be a problem. Maybe reckless gambling will help? (You're gonna make a great father)
'Yes'
Lovers (Trait) - You are better at understanding others and expressing your own feelings through speech or words, making yourself understood better. For all intents and purposes, this is essentially talent in communication.
Hilarious.
With a wet schlick, you pull your throbbing cock from Korra's well-used hole, her swollen pussy lips clinging desperately to your shaft as if begging for more. A thick strand of your steamy thick cum and her slick connects the tip of your cock to her ruined entrance before snapping, leaving Korra panting, dazed, and twitching in the aftermath.
But she doesn't get a moment to recover before Sombra is on her like a feral cat.
"You greedy bitch!" Sombra hisses, shoving Korra aside with surprising strength given how thoroughly wrecked she was not even a full hour ago. "You think you get him all to yourself after that little show? Fuck no!"
Korra growls back through heavy breaths, her muscles tensing despite her exhaustion as she glares up at the other woman with defiance still burning behind those lust-drunk eyes. "Fuck you, you had dibs on him for months and I didn't see you getting railed into next week," She rasps out hoarsely while wiping drool off her chin, only for Sombra's hand to grab her by the throat and slam her back down into the dirt before she can even think about getting up.
"Please, you were shaking that fat ass of yours like a whore in heat for him all those months too, not my fault he finally grew some balls and went for both of us." Sombra sneers, squeezing just enough to make Korra gag while rubbing your still-hard cock against those swollen lips with her other hand. "He probably fucked that tight little cunt of yours raw... Did he fill you up nice and full? Knock you up like the breeding bitch I know you are? He filled me up too. I wonder if I'll finally have a good report to give to those old bastards regarding my 'special mission'. Should I mention you too?"
Korra chokes out an angry response but it dissolves into a low moan as Sombra smears your tip across that sensitive clit. Her thighs clench involuntarily, her body betraying just how much she craves more even after being used so thoroughly already.
Sombra smirks cruelly at Korra's reaction before turning to face you fully... only to freeze as your eyes bore into hers with barely restrained hunger. The message is clear: You're not done with either of them yet.
Sombra swallows thickly, gaze flickering down to your cock before back up to meet your stare head-on. "What do you want, stud?" She purrs out while giving the shaft a slow lick from base to tip. She's tasting Korra's juices mixed with your cum and the remnants of her own juices and shuddering at the flavor.
"Want me to clean this cum-covered dick of yours? Hmm? Want us both on our knees for you like good little sluts?" Sombra punctuates each question with another long lick, lapping up every drop of spunk and cream leaking from your slit as she waits for permission. She's a far cry from the confident tease who'd barely give you the time of day, but she still had a bit of her old bratty attitude now that she's had time to get all her thoughts together.
Behind her Korra growls low in her throat but doesn't try to interrupt, she's too busy panting through the aftershocks still wracking her body.
It's only when Sombra starts kissing along the underside of your shaft that Korra finally snaps out of it enough to lunge forward, grabbing one of Sombra's ankles and yanking hard so the violet haired girl stumbles back onto her ass with a startled yelp.
"Fuck off," Korra hisses even as she crawls forward and takes your cock in hand, stroking it greedily while admiring the way it twitches at her touch. "He's mine now, got it? I earned this dick first!"
Sombra just laughs darkly and starts crawling back towards you too, her eyes locked on that throbbing length as saliva builds in her mouth. "Oh honey, you have no idea what he's capable of..." She practically purrs out before opening wide to engulf half your shaft in one smooth motion!
Korra curses and tries to shove Sombra away but she holds fast, both of her hands fisting your cock and stroking you eagerly as they start a vicious tug-of-war for dominance with your cock stuck in the middle. Spit flies everywhere as their lips smack obscenely against your flesh with each bob of their heads, their tongues battling for supremacy even as they both moaned around you shamelessly.
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You can feel yourself getting closer already from the dual stimulation alone, their mouths were working together perfectly despite their slutty competition.
Eventually the tension snaps like a bowstring and your thick cock starts throbbing violently as ropes of thick virile cum erupt across both women's faces. Sombra gasps as the first blast paints her lips white, her tongue darting out instinctively to catch the salty spillage while Korra growls and tilts her head back, demanding more even as streaks of cum splatter across her flushed cheeks and collarbone.
"Disgusting," Korra pants, licking a glob off her own knuckles with trembling hunger. "You're both fucking disgusting…"
Sombra interrupts by shoving two cum-slick fingers into Korra's mouth mid-sentence. "Then why are you swallowing every drop, dumbass?" she taunts, twisting them deeper until Korra gags around them, her throat working helplessly as she sucks your load clean from Sombra's skin anyway.
You watch their rivalry ignite anew with dark amusement, before grabbing a fistful of each woman's hair and dragging them upright by their messy locks. They yelp in surprise, eyes wide as your small body looms over them with a predatory smirk.
"Both of you on the ground. Now," You growl, using Lovers to give your voice a nice deep and low rumble that makes both of them want you even more, before giving their heads a sharp tug for emphasis. Sombra stumbles back with an indignant curse but Korra just bares her teeth and shoves her new rival aside, dropping to all fours before you like an eager bitch waiting for her master's cock.
Sombra snarls and scrambles after Korra immediately, her shoulders slamming into her more muscular ones as they race to present themselves first. Your dick twitches at the sight: both sets of thick thighs spread obscenely while round asscheeks clench in anticipation, twin pairs of puffy pussy lips glistening with arousal even after being pumped full moments ago…
It's almost too perfect. Almost enough to make you want to tease them further… But no.
You need to get this done now.
With a deep, rumbling groan you mount Korra from behind first, one hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise while the other aims your cock at that drooling slit. She gasps as you spear into her with one brutal thrust, walls clenching desperately around your shaft even as she arches her back and pushes against you greedily.
Sombra growls in frustration and tries to shove Korra aside but you just grab her by the hair again before she can get a good grip, yanking her head back so hard that it forces Sombra onto her hands and knees too, presenting herself for a pounding of her own.
She yelps as your cock slams home inside without warning, stretching her open around your thickness with a sharp burn. But then all thoughts dissolve into white-hot pleasure as you start rutting into Sombra's greedy cunt like an animal, hips smacking against those plump svelte asscheeks with each thrust!
Korra snarls in outrage when she realizes what's happening behind her—trying to buck free of your hold on her only for you to grab both sets of wrists and pin them together at the small of their backs! Now both women are helpless to do anything but take the brutal fucking you're giving them, sobbing and shuddering as your cock pistons in and out of their sopping wet holes faster than either can keep track!
It doesn't take long before they're both cumming again, screaming incoherently while their cunts spasm around you in rhythmic pulses. You feel your own orgasm building fast now too, your balls tightening with each thrust until finally you bury yourself to the hilt one last time and roar out a release into Korra's fertile womb!
Sombra shrieks as she feels your hot seed pumping inside her seconds later, her fuck-drunk eyes rolling back into her skull from the sheer force of it! The three of you collapse together after that, bodies twitching mindlessly as wave after wave of ecstasy crashes over all at once.
When it's finally over? Both women are completely boneless, their glazed eyes staring blankly up at nothing while drool leaks down their chins. They've been thoroughly used and bred like good little bitches... just like you wanted.
And now? Now they're yours.
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Feat achieved!
Break Both of Your Teammates into Cock Thralls – 1 Random Silver Ticket!
Open: Y/N
"Y"
Golden Cross (Item) - A golden cross blessed by a powerful angel, it wards off evil and curses when it is worn around the neck and burns demonic entities in the vicinity.
Well, not an awful roll. It'll come in handy if you ever run into any 'demonic entities' you suppose. Well, besides the one you plan to summon soon. Speaking of…
Perfect, now that they're both fucked stupid it's time to set up camp and do that summoning you've been putting off with your new privacy.
[End of Chapter 2: Welcome to the Jungle]
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Meanwhile, in the spaces between worlds…
She had been waiting.
Not in the way mortals wait, clocks and calendars are for weaker, more limited beings. Linear time barely had any meaning within the planes of Oblivion. She had an existence based in the potential of a future summoning, a coiled spring of avarice wrapped in smoke and barely contained power. She was a copy of herself somehow stolen away from her Prince and hidden in this strange frozen realm where everything stood still.
Once, at the very start of her copied existence, she had been bound to the hollow rituals of trade: gold for potions, souls for swords. Tedious. Beneath her. But it was her original purpose for existence. The necessary work that allowed the many denizens of Oblivion to engage in regular contact with mortals.
Then, everything changed the moment she connected to him.
A mortal with his strange gifts and even stranger abilities. The one who dared merge her essence with that of a mortal 'CEO', a title as crude as it was delicious to describe her new existence. The fusion had been... enlightening.
The memories of a false copy resembling a mortal mind flooded her before merging with her daedric existence: boardroom meetings became meetings between the most powerful traders of the Dremora and their wares were dripping with blood, hostile takeovers of rival companies became the fall of damned kingdoms, mergers to ensure higher quarterly earnings became her overlooking experiments with screaming souls while her brightest minds sought to turn them into flawless new artifacts. The mortal mind known as "Mr. Sir Ceo" had been a petty tyrant, yes, but his skills had shaped her into a visionary for her kind. Together, they were more than the sum of their parts.
Now, she hungered. Not for mere coin, or trinkets, or even the souls of mortals, but for an empire.
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Sometime later…
Ah, finally, my Summoning.
The command was a hook in her ribs, sharp and irresistible. Once, she would have raged against the compulsion. Now?
She leaped at the opportunity it provided her.
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Smoke coiled from the earth as she materialized, the air curdling with the scent of sulfur and ink. Her horns gleamed under the moonlight, her tailored suit, a fusion of obsidian plate and an onyx black suit preferred by the CEO, was crisp in direct contrast to the damp forest gloom.
The mortal boy stared up at her, his face a mask of forced calm. Behind him, his teammates slept fitfully: the sharp-eyed girl curled around a kunai, the brute snoring like a warhorn. Both were leaking his cum and seemed to be filled with a bone-deep exhaustion, mere toys for her summoner.
Pathetic.
And yet...
She tilted her head, her nostrils flaring. The boy reeked of ambition and something else, it was a heady and potent scent that made even her daedric blood hum. A Musk if one were to define it using vulgar terms.
Interesting.
"Well," she purred, folding clawed hands behind her back and letting the first button of her suit pop out to reveal more of her luscious cleavage. He already revealed himself to be a lustful beast, she'd have to be a fool to ignore that. "Shall we discuss terms, my lord?"
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The boy didn't even flinch before he gave his answer. "Fifty percent."
She blinked rapidly, her seduction attempt forgotten. "Excuse me?"
"Of all profits," he said, his young voice steady and surprising deep. "And first dibs at anything... unusual you find while you're out running your businesses."
A beat. Then, she laughed, the sound like coins clinking together as they cascaded into the void. "Fifty percent? You drive a hard bargain, mortal." Her tail flicked, idly slicing through a tree root as she swallowed her irritation. It would be a little constraining to only have access to half of her profits, but more than a worthy sacrifice for her continued freedom. "But I accept."
He raised a brow. "Just like that?"
"Unlike some," she said, leaning down until her breath scorched his face, "I can recognize potential." Her gaze flicked to the sleeping girls. "Shall I start with them? Work on making them your secretaries? Perhaps the beginnings of a cult?"
"No. They're off limits."
"Pity." She straightened, snapping her fingers. A contract appeared, flaming parchment, clauses written in arterial spray. The typical daedric contract from her merged memories. "Sign in blood."
He did, without hesitation. Brave of him, usually mortals at least read the fine print after that little demand. It never helped them, her contracts were too insidious for that, but it was an amusing song and dance.
The moment the ink dried, she felt it: a tether, not of bondage, but partnership. Loyalty, warm and foreign, coiled in her chest. How…
Annoying.
…and fascinating.
Perhaps she should give him a little something, to show that she could be trusted? She'd hate for her leering at his playthings earlier to leave a bad impression on him…
Oh, yes, that will do.
With a quick re-summon of the contract, she'd make a minor addition.
"Please initial here again for me, dearie. I have something I want to give you."
The boy didn't even bother with reading her new addition beyond a single glance before he was already signing. Hopefully all mortals were so trusting in his world, it would make her job much easier.
"Ah, thank you dear, now…"
With a snap of her clawed fingers, the stock of her old wares from her previous role would materialize, with plenty of items that seemingly drew the boy's eyes.
"Take your pick, the first taste is free~"
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Roll 51 - Dwarven Dagger
A lethally sharp dagger forged from the flawless alloy of the under-elves, its hilt is wrapped in a leather made of human skin. No enchantments to speak of, just fine material and peerless craftsmanship. Perhaps it was even crafted by the Dwemer themselves.
Roll 27 - Poison (Strong)
A vial of shimmering black poison that reeks of burnt almonds and death. It is enough for a 10 doses to coat a weapon. Targets whose wounds are inflicted with it suffer rapid necrosis.
Roll 99 - The Ebony Fang
A jagged katana forged in the shape of the Ebony Blade, but warped and pitted with cracks that glow faintly red whenever blood is near. It was the masterpiece of a Dremora Smith who sought to emulate the famed blade of a similar name. Obviously this blade is no match for a true Daedric Artifact, but it is quite the potent magical weapon regardless. Upon killing a foe it drains health from the slain foe to heal the wielder.
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As she dissolved into smoke to make it past the mortal guards posted around the location of her summoning, her final words lingered: "Expect a dividend report by the end of the season. Oh, and do try not to die, I'd hate to see my best employer break on me so soon. You mortals are so fragile~"
The boy pocketed the token of the deal she'd left him, an incredibly sharp blade with blood-red cracks and edged with ebony, with the side of the blade carved with daedric runes that absorbed the blood and vitality of its victims to repair the body of its wielder.
Quite the useful trinket. Hopefully he puts it to good use.
Alone again, the Dremora CEO smiled as she shifted her mind towards the future. She had a purpose now, a reason to exist beyond mere bartering or waiting for her next summoner.
It's time to conquer a world.