The Ever-Calm Haven answered only to its master. With a lazy flick of will, Ash reshaped the endless meadow: a crescent island of obsidian stone rose from the violet grass, crowned by a roaring waterfall of liquid starlight that spilled into a steaming pool below.
"I always wanted to try bathing in a waterfall," he laughed, voice echoing off the water as he stripped bare and stepped beneath the torrent.
Silver liquid poured over carved muscle, tracing every ridge of his chest, every hard line of his abdomen. He tilted his head back, eyes closed, letting the warmth wash away seven months of sweat and violence.
He never noticed the violet eyes watching from the tall grass with her presence concealed.
Vaeloria crouched low, nine tails wrapped tight around her naked body, breath coming in shallow bursts.
'By the grace of the primordials… what am I doing?' She thought as she couldn't tear her gaze away.
Water glittered on his skin like molten metal; each shift of muscle flexed raw, lethal power. Her stare drifted lower, slow, helpless, hungry.
"Oh my…" The words slipped out, barely a whisper. "He's huge…"
Panels flared in Ash's vision.
[Affection 77%]
[79%]
[81%]
He smirked beneath the waterfall. "Dreaming about me again, little fox?"
Another spike.
[88%]
He began to look around seeing that the number was spiking a bit too fast, but he couldn't see anyone at first glance.
However, a moment later, a sweet, intoxicating scent flooded the air, jasmine and starfire, thick enough to drown in. Pink rings bloomed in his golden eyes; the aura of Lust itself stirred awake.
Suddenly he could see it: a glowing pink thread stretching from his chest into the grass twenty meters away.
There she was.Naked. Knees spread wide in the violet grass. Fingers buried deep inside herself, hips rolling desperately, golden eyes locked on him with shameless, worshipful hunger.
[Affection 92%]
"Oh… you horny little fox," he teased, voice rolling out like dark honey.
The words struck her like a physical caress. Vaeloria's lips parted on a broken moan.
"My prince~"
[98%]
Ash crossed the distance in a heartbeat. Water exploded off his body as he dropped to his knees between her thighs, hands slamming down on either side of her head, caging her beneath him.
Their eyes locked, golden-pink on violet, wild and starving.
Then he kissed her, deep, filthy, claiming every breath she had. She melted into him, fingers working faster between her legs until he caught her wrists and pinned them above her head with one hand.
"Leave it to me, my little fox~"
His mouth burned a path down her throat, teeth scraping, tongue tasting starfire and surrender. She arched beneath him, soaked, trembling, dripping onto the grass. He didn't wait. One brutal thrust and he buried himself to the hilt. Vaeloria screamed his name, silver blood trickling as he stole her first time beneath an alien violet sky. Pleasure drowned pain instantly; Lust made sure of it.
PAH!
PAH!
PAH!
Hours blurred into a storm of flesh and moans and shattering starlight. The waterfall kept roaring, swallowing her cries from any world but theirs. When it finally ended, they lay tangled in crushed grass that glowed faintly where their bodies had touched. Ash sat propped against the obsidian island, Vaeloria curled against his chest, nine tails draped over them like a living blanket of starlight.
He stared at the sky, lazy grin spreading. First time in two lifetimes, and it had been beneath alien stars with an ancient nine-tailed empress screaming his name.
Perfection.
Panels flared across his vision.
[Singularity Genesis Physique | Intense Sex → +50 EL]
[Rank B-rank | Existence Level 875]
[Eternal Bloodline of Bonds | Form bond with Vaeloria Lunareth?]
He accepted without hesitation.
'Bond' He said mentally and when did...
...Light exploded behind his eyes.
The he saw everything.
An empire of silver and starlight suspended in the void, floating continents linked by rivers of liquid moonlight. Towers of white jade and mithril spiraled into skies filled with nine-tailed banners. Fox-kin with fur like fresh snow and eyes like dying stars filled the crystalline streets, tails ranging from one to eight swaying in eternal celebration.
At the heart of the greatest palace stood a birthing chamber of pure moon-crystal. A newborn's cry rang out, four shimmering tails unfurling behind her like liquid mercury.
"Ten-tailed bloodline!" the patriarch roared, tears streaming down ancient cheeks. "She is the one we've waited ten thousand years for!" Everyone fell to their knees in awe, until a woman stepped forward, ancient, powerful and beautiful. The Fourth Sovereign of the Silver Court. She took the child into arms that had ended eras.
"She will become the last Sovereign of the Silver Court," the woman whispered, voice soft as winter snow. "I will personally train her and raise this bright star."
She pressed a kiss to the infant's forehead.
"You will be Vaeloria… Vaeloria Lunareth."
From that point onward, the tale of the last sovereign began.