Ding!
~You have succesfully selected the item >Talisman Of The Tyrant< from your starter pack~
~Vessels choice is completely irreversible~
~Talisman Of The Tyrant has been added to vessels inventory~
~Bonus Reward has been granted to vessel upon unsealing starter pack~
'Uhhm… I get a reward for unboxing my reward, isn't that sweet. The lord is so generous' Zaja thought to himself as he clicked the newest reward option.
~Grade One item added to inventory~
~Shadow's Edge: Curved Ebony-black Dagger for close range combat, and also can withstand the abilities of the vessels innate mutation >Shadow Sovereign Flame< possessor of the Shadow Fire~.
~Warning: This item has the ability to enable the vessel of desire to transform life into pure streams of Arcane energy to use as reinforcement. Absorbing the life force of anything killed with this item and to be used at his convienience~
'What the freaking hell…'
Following the series of Desire System prompts, a white paper talisman with black ancient, unreadable inscription written on it appeared on the inventory screen ready to be summoned whenever Zaja deemed fit. Followed by the Shadow's Edge that seemed to compliment his innate mutation.
The description of the blade's added ability made Zaja utterly speechless. Giving the ability to turn life into Arcane energy for his personal use could be used to do a massive extent of diabolical intentions.
'If this doesn't turn me into a hated villain, I don't know what will…' Zaja sighed, managing to gather his thoughts and focus on the task at hand.
At this time, Lady Elyria snapped out of her dizzy state and rose slowly from the ground, although she was still filled with the power of desire and had lewd expressions all over her face she was filled with happiness, confusion and burning pleasure as her thick and juicy butt enveloped the Benedict Backdoor Binky.
The presence of the item still in her kept her in a constant state of wanting more, causing the matriarch to bite her tongue just so she could prevent herself from bursting out in loud moans due to the slippery friction the binky was stirring up in her backdoor cunt.
She wasn't even paying attention to the trickles of Zaja's payload still leaving her womanhood due to gravity, she turned around to face the Crimson Deity Vessel. Zaja acted quickly, shoving away the Desire system and falling completely to both knees.
"My beautiful lady… all the women in Emberfall Citadel cannot come close to your beauty… please receive my thanks for having giving me thy goddess-like body of yours" Zaja said, bowing his head meekly, but still had a wide smile plastered on his face, one that Lady Elyria couldn't possibly see from her angle.
"Oh Thornhill son… my sugar boy… I should be the one thanking you for giving me what I have been searching for all this while." the matriarch squatted and proceeded to hold Zaja by the cheek so that they were now facing eachother.
"My lady, what is it that you have been searching for all this while…" Zaja asked almost immediately pretending to be inquisitive as possible.
"Satisfaction… my sweet, Satisfaction" Elyria said smiling to his face, then leaned in a land a wet, slurpy kiss on the vessels pinkish lips.
"My lady, you know I've been by your side… I ask only but one request from you…" Zaja said directly immediately after Elyria lifted her head from the kiss.
"What is it Thornhill son, you know you can talk to me…" she answered still smiling but had a bit of concern etched on her face.
"My lady… no Sugar mommy… please save my half sister Lira!" Zaja said.
Immediately those words came out of his mouth, Lady Elyria's face switched up immediately and went from a smiling, lewd milf to a concerned, disappointed mother.
Lira was gorgeous to no fault, when Zaja said no woman in the whole of Emberfall Citadel was as beautiful as Elyria— he lied, their was but one person in his mind who was undoubtedly more beautiful than the matriarch, and its was Lira Thornhill.
Just like every other woman to ever exist, Elyria knew that Lira was much more alluring than she was, but she would never accept it. This made her feel threatened by the teenager, fearing that if Zaja spent too much time with her, he would eventually fall for her looks and leave her forever.
Her fear was never rooted in just insecurities, she had seen the way Zaja looked at his sister, stealing glances that were filled with raw desire and lust. She had no way to prove it, but she was definitely sure that Zaja had some level of forbidden fellings for his sister.
Zaja only managed to resist his little sister's sex appeal for so long because of the threat of Lady Elyria's rage.
Now that he was no longer under her slave seal, and after tasting what it feel like to be pleasured by the flesh, Zaja couldn't help but wait to explore these same desire with his little sister.
Elyria didn't know this, but she did notice some of the changes that Zaja had gone through. The Crimson Deity Vessel had always been much more attractive than the likes of her son and other servants in the Valthorne household, but following his rebirth, his looks had undergone a shocking new transformation due to the inherited mutation Obsidian Wyrm Stallion, bringing his attractiveness to god-like standard.
All it took was one touch of his skin and it woud be enough for any noble or even high ranking government matriarchs to forget their marital vows and want to swallow his cock. So if Lady Elyria could fall for the vessel, who is Lira not to?
This was Elyria's thought process, so she didn't want to risk it. Now she was torn between the fear of alienating Zaja and seeing him get more attached to his younger sister.
'I see it now, how can I expect Zaja to give himself to me fully when I have the last of his known relative in bondage? I so desperately want his loyalty, so I will have to make a choice.' Elyria's thoughts trailed off. But even before her brain reached a conclusion, as she stared at Zaja's beauiful eyes, she didn't even know when she agreed to his request in her head.
"Oh Thornhill son, I can not bear you looking at me like that. It makes me feel like a monster." Lady Elyria said and dropped to her knees.
'For sure bitch, you are a monster…' Zaja immediately thought to himself as the matriarch looked at him with pleading eyes.
"I was just so hell bent on not loosing you. I didn't want you to leave me. So I used your sister as my captive to keep you by my side, now that I think of it… how despicable of me." the matriarch finished as her bodily temprature began to return to its original temprature.
At first, Zaja seemed to be seduced by the words and tears. But then his mind reminded him of the past and how she had treated him, and just like that it immediately went cold.
The reason Elyria kept Lira captive was just to keep Zaja under her belt, all she wanted was power. To exploit the Shadow Sovereign Flame mutation of Zaja by using him to take down entire armies and even steal treasures that's helped her improve her battle prowess. All for the sake of her growth, for the sake of power— Lady Elyria didn't hesitate to manipulate Zaja's feelings and destroy his family. He would never forget that.
But at that moment, he couldn't show the slightest hint of distaste. Thankfully, the House of Valthorne had trained him to be able to have his mind in a rollercoaster and still not show any emotions on his face.
"My Lady, it totally fine. You don't have to apologize, I just hope we can move forward as partners and take care of each other..." Zaja said, and moved by the words, Elyria threw herself into the vessel's arms, holding him tight against her ample breasts.
A brief and settling moment of silence followed, after which Elyria stood up and arranged her clothing before engaging Zaja eyes.
"Follow me Thornhill son, I've already had Lira sent back to a secure location," she said, then turned around to lead Zaja away.