Vengeance

[November 4th DxD/June 28th DBT]

"Oh, wow...Nami wasn't exaggerating. It's much different from what I saw when I still took baths with my dad..." remarked a girl with medium-length brown hair, bangs that framed a delicate, oval face, and large, pale-brown eyes—teeming with curiosity. More notably, despite not being a Devil, she had proportions comparable to one, including large, fair, and notably soft-looking breasts and thick, pliant thighs, and a round butt that seemed like they would forth from her cream-colored lace bra, panties, and stockings at any moment.

"Don't feel pressured or intimidated...take your time..." hummed Vahn, slouched considerably with his fingers linked atop his abs and a relaxed smile as the girl, Reisalin 'Ryza' Stout sat between his legs, inspecting and tentatively caressing his cock while seated with her legs under her. Two Tower cycles prior, she had attempted to become a First-Grade Maid but was limited to the Third Grade due to the heightened age restriction. Now that she was eighteen, she was keen to learn and increase her knowledge of subjects besides Alchemy...

"Yeah, yeah, you don't need to talk to or treat me like a kid..." responded Ryza, closing her eyes, sniffing, and then tentatively licking the underside of Vahn's glans, his frenulum, with the tip of her tongue. Nami and many others had warned her that if she decided to become a First-Grade Maid, she likely wouldn't be able to be satisfied by anyone other than Vahn, but that only made her more curious to experience what he could do.

"My apologies..." hummed Vahn, resisting the urge to point out how such words suggested she still had a fair amount of maturing to do. However, as there were people far older than her who still behaved like children, he didn't see that as a reason to preclude her from servicing him.

"Alright, let's try this..." said Ryza, largely speaking to herself as she used her large and pillowy breasts to sandwich and stimulate Vahn's cock while licking the very tip of his glans and gazing up at him to gauge his reaction. When she saw him smile and nod, she adopted a narrow-eyed, inherently seductive smile before lowering her gaze and proceeding to boldly fellate the upper third of his cock while rhythmically pressing her pillowy breasts together in a circular motion.

'If this is truly her first time, she has a talent for lewd acts...' mused Vahn. Though, considering Ryza's appearance, it was fairly obvious her creator or designer had certain expectations of her. The video game series Ryza was from only had mild suggestive themes, but with naturally scant attire, a wide variety of costumes, and a camera that had a habit of focusing on her butt when she crawled through narrow openings, the devs knew what they were doing...

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After Ryza's nearly three-hour-long preliminary evaluation, which only took a few minutes in real-time, Vahn settled in to enjoy a family movie with Yasaka, Kunou, and Shiroyuki, specifically The Cat Returns, one of many animated films produced by an outstanding animator and filmmaker named Hayano Miyazaki. The premise was a little strange, following a girl named Haru who rescued a cat, who turned out to be the cat prince of a magical kingdom whose father, the King, tries forcing her to wed, but the animation and aesthetic were very charming.

Following the movie's conclusion, Vahn was going to ask the trio if they wanted to grab a bite to eat when Kunou surprised him by asking, "When are Chichiue and Hahaue planning to marry?"

"Ara~? I would also like to know the answer to that question..." hummed Yasaka, taking advantage of the fact she was already nestled closely to Vahn to nuzzle him with the left side of her forehead.

"Mmm...let's see..." muttered Vahn, petting both Yasaka and Kunou as he noted, "Rias, Sona, and Ravel mentioned wanting to host a joint wedding sometime before the Glacier Spirits Festival, so it largely depends on how big you would like the ceremony to be. If you want to have a fox wedding, we can host it anytime. But if you want a traditional Shinto-style wedding, we'll need to prepare the venue and send out invitations..."

"I'll be satisfied with whatever Goshujin-sama decides..." stated Yasaka, her voice low and sultry as she punctuated her words by rubbing Vahn's right cheek with her nose before licking him. She was already pregnant with his child, something she believed would never happen again, so as far as Yasaka was concerned, she had no leeway to ask for anything from him. Rather, it was her duty and privilege to serve him...

"Moouuu...don't focus all your attention on Hahaue..." stated Kunou, her expression pouty, surprised, and then embarrassed as she inadvertantly kneed Vahn in a very sensitive area while repositioning to straddle his left knee with her hands on his thigh. Fortunately, other than the muscles in his jaw briefly flexing, Vahn maintained a smile as he firmly caressed her head and softly responded, "Let's be a little less hasty in the future..." as she hung her head and reddened with a penitent expression and her fox-like ears flattened in shame...

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Glancing at the two times within the top right corner of the display he had open, which originally depicted the same time but were hours apart and a growing number of days, Vahn noted, 'At this rate, it won't even be a week from Riko's perspective before she and her friends receive the notification to return to the Tower...'

Though it had been nearly five days since the end of the previous Tower cycle, barely two had passed in the world of Made in Abyss due to time in the lower Layers gradually compressing. Near the bottom of the Fifth, the rate was roughly two to one, so for every two days in the palace, only one passed within the Abyss.

(Shall I adjust their flow to align with the palace's...?) asked Sis, noting (That will accelerate the flow of time on the surface of her world, but it will allow them to avoid a scenario where she, Nanachi, and Mitty receive notifications to enter the Tower every three days.)

'Then the time compression on the final Layer is only ten times? That feels more than a little off...' noted Vahn. In the post-credits scene of the post-series movie Made in Abyss: New Dawn, Riko returns to the surface after reaching the final Layer, reuniting with her mother, and preventing a great cataclysm set to annihilate Reg's people. By then, Orth had become a city of ruins, and everyone she knew was long deceased. Though, as she was shown to be an adult by then, complete with a young child, she had likely spent a decade or two in the Abyss, suggesting one to two hundred years had passed on the surface...

After resolving the incongruency in his mind, Vahn permitted Sis to make the necessary adjustments, causing Riko, Reg, Nanachi, and Mitty, who had previously been moving at half speed, to accelerate to a comparably normal pace. From there, he watched as they drew increasingly nearer to the Fifth Layer's deepest point, the location of a Forward Operating Base and research station belonging to one of the most despicable individuals Vahn had ever observed, both in his past and current life, Bondrewd, the self-titled, extremely narcissistic 'Lord of the Dawn.'

Fortunately, unlike in the canon timeline, where the traumatized Nanachi was nearly manipulated into rejoining Bondrewd, Riko lost multiple teeth, and Reg lost his right arm, the pint-sized quartet possessed superhuman capabilities and at least four months of battle experience. For nearly three months, Sis had also been sabotaging or displacing Bondrewd's Artifacts at his request, so when push invariably came to shove, the mad scientist found virtually all of his weapons nonfunctional and all the cartridges he used to shoulder the Abyss's burden missing...

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"It's over, Bondrewd...you will never see the Dawn you obsessed over all these years..." panted Nanachi, standing a short distance away from a severely injured, even more severely mutated Bondrewd with a small but powerful pump-action shotgun that fired superdense, magic-empowered slugs capable of piercing thick monster hide or the metal plating of a tank.

"Wonderful...truly...wonderful..." croaked Bondrewd, his right arm having inflated like a fleshy balloon and his helmet-encased head twisted nearly seventy degrees to the left.

"Even to the very end, you couldn't at least pretend to apologize or ask for forgiveness..." muttered Nanachi, raising his shotgun with the intent of finishing Bondrewd off before a girl around his size with large red eyes and short, white, notably curly hair that was tinted grass green beneath her curls came rushing over with a burly, masked figure following behind her, shouting, "Stop! Leave my Papa alone...!"

Reacting to the girl's presence, Riko, who had been standing nearby with Reg and Mitty, allowing Nanachi the opportunity for closure by finishing Bondrewd personally, shouted, "Prushka!?" in panicked surprise. Though they hadn't even known each other for half a day, Riko regarded Prushka, Bondrewd's adoptive daughter, as a precious friend. Bondrewd deserved to be brought to account for his actions, but as Prushka had made it very apparent she wasn't aware of her Papa's monstrous side, Riko had no clue how they would explain the current situation to her.

"Prush...ka...my...Prush...ka...." groaned Bondrewd, his final words before his body went slack, lifeless, causing Prushka's tear-filled eyes to widen to their limits before she began desperately trying to resuscitate him. The scene caused Riko, Reg, Nanachi, and Mitty to tremble with apprehension and doubt regarding their actions, but this was quickly replaced by sheer outrage as the masked figure accompanying Prushka picked her up by the pits of her arms, moved her to the side, and pulled the helmet and White Whistle from the fallen Bondrewd, causing the flesh of its face to slough off.

Following his inexplicable actions, the burly figure removed its mask, briefly revealing a patchwork head and face covered in surgical scars before donning the fallen Bondrewd's mask. Immediately after, its body abruptly split down the back, revealing a near-identical version of the man slumped on the ground but with additional armor and a long, segmented, black, dragon-like tail.

Demonstrating how deeply her psyche had been imprinted as a result of Bondrewd's careful manipulation, the crying Prushka beamed when she saw the transformation, exclaiming, "Papa~!" before leaping into the open arms of the masked man, who humorously stated, "That's right, Prushka. Your Papa is right here. Because, as long as I have your love, I will never know death..." before unceremoniously knocking her out with a tap to the back of her neck.

"You! How are you still alive...!?" exclaimed Nanachi, leveling his shotgun at Bondrewd, prompting the latter to position the unconscious Pruskha in front of him as he remarked, "I must admit...the capabilities you and your friends have exhibited far exceeded even my greatest expectations. Even without the handicap that has been forced upon me, I fear I might not be your match without considerable preparation..."

"I'm warning you! Let Prushka go this instant, or you're going to regret it more than you can imagine!" exclaimed Riko, her voice panicked, but her expression resolved as she materialized her red whistle and prepared to blow into it.

Understanding what Riko was planning, Bondrewd narrowed his eyes behind his mask and asked, "Oh? Will you call for him? The Dragon God who mended our adorable Mitty's broken form...?"

"If I do, he'll tear you apart before you even have a chance to process what happened..." asserted Riko, having never seen Vahn do such a thing but certain he could. As a result, Bondrewd didn't feel that she was lying, causing him to fall and remain silent for several seconds. The thought of charging her before she could use her whistle crossed his mind, but even if he could take her by surprise, he doubted his trump card would function at the pivotal moment...

With few alternatives, Bondrewd smiled beneath his mask and remarked, "To descend to the next Layer and advance even further, you will require the aid of a White Whistle. Give me half a day to prepare, and I will serve as your escort and guide. I am certain that is what Prushka would want as well..."

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