To Wake Up Once Again

  It took four days for Frein to finish his training. A year of his life, unexpectedly given to him, gone in a flash. He had learned much, and had more to look forward to still, but now he had to return to Brymeia. To his body.

  The first thing he noticed were the obnoxious movements on his bed. Then the sound of something wet. And when he finally heard the moans, he was finally sure that something pleasant was going on beside him, just as he awoke.

  Immediately, he was presented with a chance to apply some of what he had learned. Subtly, he Drew Siffera, enhancing his awareness. It reached to the point that, even with his eyes closed, he could see the room. Feel it, really. A sort of extremely enhanced echo-location painting a picture for him just from the negligible vibrations in the air. But the real challenge was making sure that the two ladies, who were too busy eating each other, wouldn’t notice his Meiyal Art.

  “Eli,” Katherine whispered while she spread the faunel’s legs to feast upon her.

  “Kat,” she responded in kind, dragging Katherine’s head with both arms and locking her legs around the Lady’s neck. They began to move.

  Katherine’s arms worked their way into Elizzel’s holes, exploring both entrances while her tongue made sure the faunel was under constant pleasure.

  Elizzel let loose, grinding herself on the Lady’s face. She moaned and twisted every which way. A hand reached above her head, grabbing a pillow to anchor herself flimsily as she continued to use Katherine for her own desires.

  The Lady of the Void continued to devour her meal, rising and pushing Elizzel’s back upwards towards the ceiling, pinning her in desperation. She was using Frein’s techniques on the poor girl, stripping every bit of control away from her.

  Elizzel, with her movements constricted, drowned in uncontrollable pleasure. It travelled all the way throughout the Tether, pulsing in all directions. Frein couldn’t help but feel aroused. He steadied himself, enjoying the scene before him while pretending not to move. He waited for the best moment to strike, deciding on which victim he would take first.

  The obvious choice was Elizzel. Once Katherine was done with her, the faunel would be weak and vulnerable. It would also be the best way to punish both of them, for leaving him out of their fun time.

  “No, Kat! Wait!” Elizzel tried to push Katherine’s head away, but she easily lifted the poor faunel’s waist higher, preventing any resistance.

  Katherine feasted while Elizzel squirmed. No matter how much the faunel struggled, the way she was restrained and the pleasure weakened her. Her small form twisted high as she bit her lips, anticipating the great release.

  The Lady noticed the sign and took the offensive, taking her reward.

  Elizzel’s moans, sweet and helpless, turned to ragged breaths as she was released from being half-suspended in the air. She fell to the bed with a listless bounce. Katherine licked her lips, savoring her passionate work.

  And that was when Frein struck.

  Without letting a single word in, he pushed Katherine on top of Elizzel, as he penetrated the faunel. It was wet and tight, and her convulsing layers meant she was still in the middle of her climax. He didn’t let her rest.

  “Frein!” Katherine exclaimed, trying to turn and push herself off Elizzel, but he kept her properly pinned. “Wait, she just came!”

  “Frein… no… please… so… good…” Elizzel squealed in between grunts and moans. She was too weak to resist, especially with Katherine unintentionally keeping her pinned.

  He didn’t listen as he kept pushing himself in and out of a squirming Elizzel.

  She was in a world of pleasure, face overwhelmed by a sensation only reachable by the insistent and repeated climaxes. A smile, bitten, rhythmically moving up and down. Her growling, struggling moans echoed relentlessly without care if anyone else could hear. The rest of her body was relaxed, unable to fight back anymore. She accepted whatever sort of abuse she was taking with pleasure, her insides tightening and relaxing in rhythm.

  Katherine eventually stopped complaining, enamored by the completely dominated and drained creature in front of her. She could not help but assault her lips, pushing in her tongue and forcing the faunel to drink her saliva. Unlike the rough, uncontrolled movements coming from Frein, she did her deepest kiss affectionately, carefully, observing the wild reactions Elizzel absentmindedly gave.

  Frein felt the electrifying sensation and pulled out at the last second, showering the two women with his essence. The two began to relax, specifically Katherine, who wiped a dab of semen from her ass with a finger and placed it affectionately in front of Elizzel’s lips. She slowly pushed the wet finger down the faunel’s mouth, letting her suck on it like a child.

  That was when Frein was reminded that this was supposed to be a punishment. He went back to work, feeding his sexual desires with Siffera and running it through the Tether, but he specifically didn’t let Elizzel recover from it. He went back in, assaulting her small frame. Even as she started to convulse violently from the pleasure, he didn’t stop.

  “Frein, she’s no longer conscious,” Katherine said, her words laced with jealousy. She was no longer pinned down, but she still stayed on top of Elizzel, still continuing her lovely deep kisses. “I’m right here. I can take you.”

  The Lady of the Void raised her ass, showing Frein a treasure to take his attention away from the faunel. This time, Frein pushed his Siffera to stir Elizzel awake, but only to keep her consciousness drowned in this painful pleasure. But he didn’t ignore Katherine’s ass. He pressed his face upon it and started licking everywhere.

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  Hours passed by. Elizzel was kneeling on the floor, leaning in between Frein’s legs. She was busy doing clean up duty, lethargically running her tongue along his hard, still energetic, member.

  Katherine was slumped over his shoulder, her lips just barely reaching his for a deep kiss.

  They were completely spent, Frein observed. And he was running totally on Siffera. He imagined he would’ve been unable to keep up with those two without it.

  “I still have much to go,” he bluffed. “A year without sex is just pure punishment.”

  Katherine smiled, though lazily. She completely lost all energy and fell on the bed. Eyes closed, she began to whisper, “Welcome back, Frein.”

  “Frein,” Elizzel said, looking up through the massiveness on her face. She used a hand to nurture it, going up and down while her tongue played with his balls. “It’s all clean. Can we go again?”

  Frein spent the rest of that night making up for lost time. He didn’t care if either of them fell asleep, using them for his and their pleasures despite their tiredness. For them, it had been only days, but he had spent an entire year completely abstaining from any of his desires.

  Hunger could wait. He was busy feasting on something else. And they gladly offered themselves to him.

  Greenday, break of dawn. After spending an entire day in their room taking pleasure in each other’s bodies, Frein, Katherine, and Elizzel finally decided to talk about catching up. He ushered them onto the highest patch of cloudbark atop the High Palace. Georgery was there, but after a minute of explaining about privacy, he left them alone.

  When Enza finally caught up, he began to explain the situation.

  “Basically, as long as you’re Tethered to Eli, Kat, you’re also now a Worldborn.” He didn’t know exactly where to start, so he just went straight to the most important part.

  “I don’t feel like a Worldborn,” she said.

  “That’s because I’m veiling my Stellar Meiyal.” He scratched his head. “It still sounds a little cringe. Can’t get used to it.”

  “Stellar Meiyal?” Elizzel asked. “I haven’t heard of that sort of thing, even way back in history.”

  “It’s a recent name Zerax’thum came up with,” he explained. “When the gods allowed for a practitioner to become a Worldborn—not Deitar, that’s a different case—they imbued a small portion of Divine Meiyal in their system to allow them to ascend. Since mine came from a Stellar, he didn’t want to be grouped up with the gods. For the record, Deitars are Worldborns that bind their Destiny to a god. That’s the difference.”

  “Can you show us, then?"

  “Yeah. That’s why we’re up here.” He crossed his arms and looked around. “We’re waiting for one more, however.”

  “One more?” Katherine asked. “Kristel?”

  “Scuti,” Frein replied. “My student.”

  “I thought you weren’t keen on taking students?” Katherine’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not planning something perverted, are you? Eli, I can understand, but this is a young princess we’re talking about.”

  Frein raised his eyebrows. “I think the first thing you should say is that you don’t want me loving anyone else.”

  “You play with my heart, Frein.” Katherine turned away, eyes closed and arms crossed. “Do you have any idea what sort of hoops I had to go through to accept our kind of relationship? We’re not even talking about your inevitable death here. Once you become a Deitar, we can forget all about that. But—”

  “God,” Frein interrupted her. “I have to be a god to stop that. It’s the only way I can have full control over my Destiny. But I understand what you mean. I’m not here to woo every available girl out there, Kat. Eli’s the exception here.”

  “I’m still here, you know?” Elizzel said. “It’s not actually comfortable hearing you two say those things.”

  “That’s not what we mean!” Katherine and Frein said together.

  “I… I get it! I get it!” The faunel shook her head. “Anyway, why do we need to wait for your student?”

  “In case I fail,” Frein sighed. “It’s not like I’m planning to. I just need to make sure someone can pass on these teachings in case I do.”

  “Why not to me?” Katherine suggested.

  “You’ll be skipping steps,” Frein said, pointing towards Elizzel and reminding her of their Tether. His face turned solemn, staring at the love of his life. “And I imagine, if I fail, you won’t need my lessons anyway.”

  Katherine received the message. “I see. Alright, that makes sense.”

  Not long after, Scuti Irista appeared. Before, this blue haired lady, who was much taller than her big sister, would have been out of breath just reaching the top of the cloudbark. However, with training, she appeared not even the least bit bothered.

  “Hey,” she began. “You called for me? How are you, Frein? Does anyone else know you’re awake?”

  “No,” Frein replied, signaling for the Second Princess to sit down with everyone else. “As of today, you’re officially my student. And as your mentor, I’m here to show you a few important things about how to become a Worldborn. Other than me, Katherine, and Elizzel, you, Frill, Kristel, and Xiv need to become the next Worldborns. Venry also has potential, but I think he’s still a little ways away.”

  “Wo… Worldborn?” Scuti stuttered. “Wait. I haven’t even mastered the Perpetual Layered Milling Form.”

  “The effects are showing now, though,” Frein said. “Your meiyal system is much more refined. The flow is smooth, and you don’t expend as much as you need to before in order to get here.”

  He sighed, trying to come up with a way to explain his situation to his student. There was honestly no talking his way around it.

  “Look. I’m not exactly in any leisure to relax, Scuti. I agree that you’re not exactly at the stage to attempt ascending to Worldborn, and unless you’re coming with us, the next time we meet might not be for a little while.”

  “Where are you going?” she asked, more interested in their plans.

  “Talendrym Isle,” he answered. “I don’t know much about it.”

  “Me neither,” Scuti added, pondering to herself.

  “In any case, that’s not important right now,” Frein began. “I’m here to show Eli and Kat my Stellar Meiyal. I’ll explain these terms later. I thought I’d show you too, so that you’ll get some feel on what you’re aiming for.”

  The Second Princess nodded enthusiastically. Hands on her knees, she sat up straight, and her eyes were focused and attentive.

  Her passion to learn changed the mood in the atmosphere a bit, influencing Katherine and Elizzel to pay more attention. Enza was just sleeping on the side, hidden by her Nature’s Favor.

  “I should mention, that once I do this, it’ll be declaring to the entire world that a new Worldborn has appeared on Brymeia. All the interested parties, maybe even this Velruzenshup’nertoroliz, will know about me. Some of them might take action, some of them might not. What they won’t know is that there’ll be three of us.”

  Even with his disclaimer, none of the people present showed any signs of objection. They wanted him to unveil the secrets to becoming a Worldborn.

  “Well… here we go.”

  For a few thousand years, Brymeia had been eerily silent.

  Once a place brimming with power, the pulses of Worldborns and threads of Deitars had been constant ripples in space. Entities far beyond could sense them. A sign of hope for some. A warning for the rest.

  After eons of silence, once again, a pulse could be felt. It rippled through galaxies, through celestial clusters, through universes and realities themselves.

  It reached even the Entur’alovir.

  Within the dark recesses of this starfaring city, a small woman sat on a mechanical chair. Tubes and wires were connected throughout her spine and limbs, cautiously placed so as not to disturb her extremely long, pearlescent white hair.

  Ocean blue eyes, reflecting a layer of extremely pure meiyal, slowly opened. With it, the room hummed to life, creating digital tones and manifesting various screens in front of her. She looked at them once, then ignored the rest.

  With a hiss, her connection apparatuses disconnected. She stood and studied the meiyal in the air. A small curve etched on the edge of her lips.

  “Wake everyone up,” Liang Apocalypse decreed. “It’s time to visit an old friend. And someone get me my ceremonial robes!”

  See you on the next release!

  Shall Allren

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