Fragments Of Truth [R18]

Today's training was extremely intense as Regina took the training much further than before. In the centre of the field, Alistair lay on his back, covered in sword wounds and bruises. Alistair tried his best to stand. With his arms trembling and legs as heavy as lead, he managed to stand to his feet again, taking a combative pose against Regina.

"I'm ready! Once more!"

Woosh!

Her body moved so quickly that she was already a metre away when he blinked, her fist shooting towards him. Something in his body seemed to react subconsciously, a layer of ice conjured in front of him.

Crack!

"!?"

Regina was surprised. There was no casting, no chanting, and even the surrounding mana didn't stir. This block of ice didn't stop her blow. However, it awoke her from a focused mindset. What Miriam had said made her feel terror, the secret she kept from the entire world. Only Miriam, who has been with her since they were children, knew.

'How can the daughter work for the humans that murdered her mother?' She thought mockingly, watching the bloodied Alistair flying through the air, seemingly no longer able to fight.

She began to take slow steps towards him, seeing that the broken nose was already starting to heal. Her feet suddenly stopped seeing the opening on his chest revealing a black inverted pentagram tattoo, a wolf's head in the centre with large demonic horns.

'No... It can't be. We killed her. We stopped her!'

Regina's body quivered as her mind thought back to the day she killed her mother with her own hands.

The former Demon Lord, Lupia Flara Rexas, named the defiler by the church, was known to corrupt human women into obscene demons that sucked the vitality from men. Several hundred years ago, her actions almost destroyed the continent, trying to sacrifice 666 males for her ascension into godhood.

'Why does he have mothers Demon Insignia!?'

Her eyes observed his light breathing. Thankfully the blow which contained her full strength had only concussed him, not killed him. But thinking back, was this why he always felt familiar to her since she met him, going so far as to offend a Marquis and Baroness to protect a stranger? Although he was male, Regina had lived almost a thousand years. She wouldn't just throw away her position for some random guy, no matter how big his cock was.

'What did she do? How did she survive and implant her demonic source into a human male!"

Meanwhile, several million miles away, inside a small cluster of stars, a brilliant silver wolf lay curled up, surrounded by a purple hazee which slowly faded. Her deep black wounds seemed to heal as the source of the miasma slowly, and black tar was no longer present.

'Forgive me. I had no choice.'

The story that Lupia had told Alistair wasn't a complete lie. Lupia changed it a little, so she didn't seem like a Demon Lord. The demon source was close to a virus or disease which only affected one demon in a single generation. Another would only be born when the first died or passed on.

It caused extreme aggression and a desire to murder, conquer and dominate. The longer the host survived, the less sanity remained Lupia used her knowledge to store part of her soul within a phylactery hiding it within a space rift.

So the day she died as the Demon Lord Lupia Flara Rexas, she would be reborn as Lupia Rexas, the wolf queen and be able to ascend to the next stage of power the residents of this world called them gods.

What she didn't expect was the demon source, its real name being the 'Demon Lord Factor', followed the trace of her soul, once again beginning to fuse with her, causing her new body to start rotting and festering because of its miasma and tar-like fluid.

In desperation, She remembered a little girl and her family who tried to summon a 'spirit' to find information about her big brother using an ouija board, costing the girl a large part of her lifespan. She used that girl's now faint link to find the brother, which in the past she'd lied about where he was, sending the girl on a wild goose chase. Lupia was a demon. She wouldn't help a lowly human for a paltry weak soul.

When she found him, she chose him to host the demon lord factor. Thinking that if a male were the demon lord, wouldn't those women love it, 'take it as compensation, especially you, Regina, my cute little daughter.' This led to the meeting where she pretended to be a goddess and used the demon lord factor to anchor Alistair to the world.

Little did she know, his sister happened to pass away the same day. Her soul travelled along the weak, crumbling link and entered inside her brother's newly created body, accepting part of the demon factor herself. Becoming the black wolf bound to him as his guardian beast, she doesn't know who Alistair is, only finding him to be her slightly perverted and idiotic saviour.

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Currently, Alistair is inside a strange room. It wasn't the infirmary. But a square room filled with many extravagant items and artwork. Above him was a large crystal chandelier. Somehow the mixture of several generations of culture was rather interesting.

He was lying on a giant tiger beast's fur. To his side was a large stone fireplace; it felt like something from Victorian England, the heat from the embers briefly warming his skin as they crackled from the burning wood.

Creak!

Alistair turned his head toward the noise, only to see Regina half sleeping in a nightgown, rocking gently, holding a tattered children's book, the cover so badly deformed Alistair couldn't understand the books name.

She seemed to sense his movement, her gorgeous face illuminated by the dim fire's light as her lashes flickered, fixating her eyes on Alistair. Several moments passed. However, nobody spoke as the pair observed each other.

Crackle!

Disturbed by the fire, Regina was the first to move. With a flick of her wrist, the book disappeared, replaced by a bottle of healing ointment as she rose from the chair slowly and began to approach Alistair.

Alistair was still in a trance. Before his change, he didn't have the guts to openly admire her beauty, now unable to move fully, using it as an excuse to burn her extremely sensual body into his mind. With every step, her hips swayed, causing her buttocks to jiggle seductively. What Alistair failed to realise was his current situation with his rising excitement.

He was naked.

"Heh, I can see why those little girls are crazy about you, Alistair," Regina said.

She knelt beside his body, teasing him slightly as she opened the jar of healing salve, pasting it onto her fingers before applying it all over his body.

Alistair snapped out of his revere, realising Regina was now spreading some cold, sticky substance over his body. When coming into contact with his wounds and bruising, it caused a burning sensation and light prickling pain.

"Uhn"

His mouth subconsciously let out a moan, which made the grin on Regina's face grow as she, too, began to enjoy this novel experience. Most men were scared of her because of her many scars and predominant muscles. Whereas Alistair was currently completely erected just from her wearing a nightdress, which boosted her confidence.

He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of her hands touching his entire upper body, with his breath deepening, her fingers gliding over his abs, giving massages where his bones had broken or fractured. Which caused intense pleasure to shoot throughout his body. His cock started throbbing with anticipation.

Regina, now immersed in teasing this cute boy, her fingers slid a little too far, brushing against his nipples, which made his entire body shudder cutely. She leaned closer, now centimetres from his chest, with a wolfish grin as she opened her mouth, revealing sharp but alluring fangs before biting down onto his left nipple with a playful nibble.

Rustle!

"Ahh!"

"Since you tried so hard today, how about I give you a reward?" Regina's voice was different from usual. He could hear the passion and slight lust in her tone.

Alexis felt a warm sticky sensation wrapping and slithering around his nipple, causing electricity to shoot through his body. He tried his hardest to stifle any more embarrassing moans. Until he felt a cold silken hand begin to stroke the tip of his cock, her fingers and thumb circling around and gently massaging his tip, spreading his fluid and the healing salve. The burning sensation caused a pleasure Alexis had never felt before in his long life dating his right hand.

"Ohh!"

"Haha, you're so cute. No matter how you act, still a slave to pleasure in the end!"

Regina's eyes started to glow, now replaced with a golden colour and black sclera. It seemed her demon blood had awakened. She stuck out her tongue, letting her drool cover his cock thoroughly. Her hand began sliding along his shaft faster, barely able to close her hand in a circle with its thickness.

An erotic squelching noise echoed through the room as she squeezed the tip and massaged it with her soft palms when reaching the top, the volume of fluids covering his cock now soaking his pelvis and ballsack, forming a foamy viscus texture. She felt his body start to tense. His legs began quivering uncontrollably, and his breathing became erratic. His hands gripped her meaty thighs, leaving bleeding claw marks.

"Mmm, you're almost there? You're going to shoot, right?"

Regina sounded excited, taken over by the moment. She leaned her face over his tip as her long tongue began teasing the tip's hole, sliding her hot sticky tongue across its circumference. With a sneaky smile, reaching behind him, her spare hand gripped his white tail and yanked it.

"AHH!"

"Mmmmmph~ Gmmph~ Nnngph~."

The action was far too intense, bringing him past his limits. Regina felt a torrent of sticky white fluids shooting into her throat and covering her face and tongue. Unlike the flavours in the past, it tasted slightly like vanilla custard.

Unable to hold back her desire and instincts, her mouth opened as wide as possible to devour his still solid member taking it to the base, trying to drain all of the tasty fluids that filled her body with the purest mana she'd ever felt. Regina knew instinctively that her mana seemed to have increased. The amount was small, but its purity seemed to become refined each time she swallowed any of his sperm.

"Slurrpp..." Regina licked her painted white cheeks, cleaning them with her long demonic tongue.

Gulp!

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For the rest of the night, Regina spent it draining Alexis of his vanilla-flavoured sperm. Halfway through, he'd taken control and used her mouth and throat however he'd like, which Regina found more delightful than her leading, causing her to reach the climax several times, feeling Alistair absorbed something from her too each time.

After several hours of acts, they both took a quick shower before resting on the tiger's skin. Regina was physically satisfied. She was also excited because her mana improved almost an entire rank in purity and rose roughly enough to use one extra spell during combat.

"Good night, Alistair," Regina said, giving his chest a tap.

The evening began to settle as she fell asleep inside his arms, cuddling like a small cat, as the fire began to dwindle, with only stars illuminating the room.

"Mmmm goodnight sister..." Alistair said whilst half asleep in a daze, before nodding off completely.

[Level UP!]

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[Name: Alistair Crowley (Stage 2)]

[Lesser Demon Beast (Arctic Wolf)]

[Job: Soul Eater]

[Level 7]

[Health: 20/130] / [Mana: 155/155]

[Attributes]

[Strength: 3 / Agility: 3 / Vigor: 4 / Intellect: 8 / Charm: 9]

[Free: 6]