VioletPenfrost

  Hidden between rocky debris, a young boy resisted the urge to cough. His lungs screamed for relief, the tingling sensation begging him to allow even a quiet cough, but the boy did no such thing. Embers created by the burning ndscape rained down and further crushed him under the colpsed building. Yet the boy did not even tremble. Instead, he gazed out a small hole in the debris.

  A Gaian in his te forties could be seen carrying a rge bde, and with it, he beheaded a blonde-haired man, to the dismay of the winged woman beside them. Then, the woman begged with tears in her eyes.

  “NO. Please… Stop. Why. Why. WHY.”

  In another swift motion, the man stabbed through the heart of the weakened woman. Her heart had been destroyed in more ways than one that day. With her st dying breath, she yelled out to anyone or anything for help.

  “Please… Please, HELP US.”

  She cried, knowing that there was likely nobody who could help her, and she was right: No help came that day.

  The middle-aged Gaian removed a circlet from the male's lifeless head and cimed himself king. After grasping the circlet in his hands, blue sparks began to shoot out of it, and he quickly dropped it. It seemed the circlet had been damaged; it was initially created to extend the lifespan of the winged woman's husband, but it was now nothing but a worthless piece of junk. Had he seriously betrayed two of his closest friends for junk? No, he could not have. This led him to think deeply about how he could fix this circlet.

  If her mana was powering this, all I need is mana of an equivalent power level.

  All things in the world were made out of mana, and although Ferefolk could not normally wield it in the form of magic, he had an idea. It would require an intense deal of experimentation. He would need to invent a manner in which to store mana. He would need an innumerable number of Gaians to absorb mana from. A dark scheme began brewing in his mind and the middle-aged man let out a maniacal ugh. From the debris, the boy saw this. He saw his dead parents, the man ughing horrifically, and the circlet sparking a bright blue. The young boy with brown markings on his face promised himself this:

  One day, I will kill Louis. Until that day, I will not rest.

  While most see the circlet as a regal accessory signifying the Seravell Royal Family's divine right to rule, it has a much more sinister history. The man could never fully use it as intended, but he impnted his very being into the accessory. He then passed said accessory to his male heir when they became old enough, erasing them from existence and overwriting their consciousness with his own. The circlet was powered by what would be his second invention, the floating city of Valeria. The mana taken from a lethal extraction of countless Gaian Ferefolk powered not only the city itself, but also the blood-stained crown Louis wore on his head.

  Nobody questioned his right to rule as he was a close confidant of the Nature Goddess and even bore one of her most prized artifacts. His true st name was lost to time as he named himself in honor of the accessory which granted him eternal life: The Circlet of Seravell.

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  "And so, the goal of our excursion is to destroy the 'mana wires' in the control room of the pace. If we are able to do so, Louis will instantly die as the mana keeping him alive will run dry. Then Valeria will begin to fall from the sky as it also relies on the blood-tainted mana collected by Louis. I will attempt to use my mana to feed the contraption, propelling the city upwards, slowing the fall, and keeping both the citizenry and us safe. Does everybody understand?"

  Gabriel was wrapping up another meeting by expining the finalized pn to the attentive Fairies and Ferefolk. Tomorrow would be the day he would finally avenge his parents. It had been over a millennium since the fateful day he had witnessed their murder. Even now, he felt his heart sting and his eyes tear up while recalling the fiery night.

  Among the st to leave the table were two young dies, one who sported long purple hair and the other medium-length bck hair. The bck-haired Fairy had spent the entire meeting embarrassing the purple Fairy with her constant sexual advances. Even though those around them had been rightfully disgusted by the Sylvan's public dispys of affection, everybody knew they could say nothing lest they risk angering her. Sophie was a vital asset to Gabriel's pn, and he notified everyone that she was not to be offended.

  Eventually, it came time for the two Fairies to leave, and Sophie guided Lucia back to their chambers for a nice night's rest. Despite having lived there for over a week, Lucia had not yet learned the yout of the Valeria Knight Barracks. In fact, she had not done much for the past week except lounge about with Sophie. The two had become inseparable, spending most days cuddling the hours away.

  They had just gotten comfortable in the sizable regal bed before Sophie spoke up.

  “Lucia, you… kinda smell.”

  The purple Fairy blushed.

  “Well, what do you want me to do about it. You’ve had me trapped in this room for the past eight days!”

  While the two had been enjoying each other's company, Lucia noticed that Sophie had become even more controlling since retiring her identity as Alice. Had the world changed her? Had it been their brief time apart? Lucia wasn't sure, but after the mental burnout and anxiety she had faced since coming here, she didn't necessarily dislike her possessiveness.

  “Why don’t we take a bath!?”

  “T-together?”

  Though the two had been close, they had not yet crossed this sort of line before. Nevertheless, Lucia caved and followed the young woman to her private bath, which was provided to her by none other than Gabriel himself.

  The bath's entrance was decorated with various Valerian insignia, some depicting Louis, Silvia, and even Bahamut. Lucia also noticed another aspect of the regal room: the rge mirror that stretched all the way to the floor, allowing one to view one's body entirely.

  "I'm gonna go ahead of you. Feel free to take your time."

  Sophie left Lucia to her own devices while continuing to the bath nude. Her nude figure reddened Lucia's face, but the purple-haired Fairy continued changing and preparing herself for the bath.

  Before she entered the bath, however, she took this chance to finally see herself. Lucia had not seen herself clearly since entering this world, and this full-body mirror gave her the perfect chance.

  She removed all her clothing and stared intently at the mirror before her. Lucia's body was pristine and without blemish, although it had a certain voluptuousness. Her breasts were significantly rger than many of the other women she had seen in this world, but they were not excessively so. On the other hand, her buttocks were considerably massive, especially for her retively gentle build.

  On top of this, her thighs and belly both had an ever-so-slight jiggle to them, adding to her soft image. What Lucia's gaze eventually focused on, however, were the bits between her two legs: her pussy. It had been cleanly shaved (apparently a feature done by character creation) and came down to form a small slit in between her thighs. At one point, a penis had been there but had been repced by a part Lucia considered more sensitive.

  Or rather, it seemed that her whole body was more sensitive. Whenever Lucia had been touched by her Sylvan admirer over the past few days, she noticed a dampness between her legs and the compulsion to moan. Sometimes, she would even convulse uncontrolbly if Sophie had been incredibly seductive that day. The Rune Fencer had some ideas as to why this was the case: females tended to have thinner skin with more nerve endings, more erogenous zones, and a more "full-body" experience of sexuality. However, there was something that furthered her sensitivity beyond even these factors: her previous experience in a male body. Having cked sensitivity before, Lucia had become ultra-sensitive as she adjusted to her new body.

  I hope I can gain better control over myself soon… It's embarrassing “wetting” myself over Sophie and Yves so easily.

  Only time would tell if these hopes would be in vain. For the st few minutes she had alone, Lucia continued to admire her body.

  ~Kyaaaaa~ my body is both cute and sexy. I was really fortunate to have been transported in this avatar. From this day forward, I must pay my respects to Sophie for creating such a wonderful piece of art.

  It seemed that Lucia had slowly been losing attachment to her old sex as she didn't even double-think her appreciation of the avatar. After being thoroughly satisfied with admiring her body, Lucia confidently strutted to the bath.

  “What has you walking like that?”

  Her fantastic entrance had been interrupted by the Sylvan girl whose back was resting against the inside of the bath.

  “Uhh-h nothing.”

  With much embarrassment, Lucia jumped into the bath, which was about the same size as a king-sized bed. Her exaggerated walk had been mostly subconscious, and Lucia didn't recognize she had been "showing off." Sophie, on the other hand, was in a rexed position, with her right arm outside of the bath and outstretched on the floor. With her left hand, she signaled for Lucia to come over.

  Though she had an idea of the events that were about to proceed, Lucia obliged. She slowly maneuvered her way over to Sophie and into her left arm. With haste, Sophie flipped her around and pced her left hand around Lucia's shoulders. Although Lucia could feel an uncomfortable amount of arousal building in her body, she decided to humor Sophie's advances; Lucia pced her head between the Sylvan's shoulders and neck.

  The two had nestled together in the bath, and while they remained silent for a few moments without perversion—it was eventually ruined when Sophie took one of Lucia’s breasts in her left hand. Since Alice had made Sophie retively ft, it seemed she had developed a complex over Lucia’s rger breasts.

  “Can you go two seconds without doing something perverted to me?”

  The Rune Fencer’s eyes sharpened as if criticizing her partner to their very core.

  “Nope!”

  Unfortunately for her, normal-type attacks weren't very effective against perverted types. Meanwhile, perverted attacks were super effective against prudes, as Lucia had already started letting out slight moans as her body was pyed with. Eventually, Sophie reached down to the purple-haired woman's nether region before being stopped.

  “Not yet, I want to cuddle some more first.”

  Sophie let out a small sigh as she felt Lucia nuzzle against her neck.

  “Yes, yes. That’s fine.”

  The duo then proceeded to sit in silence for a long while until a question popped into Lucia's mind.

  “Hey, what ever happened with Angel Dirge? Are you really taking control of them?”

  "Haha, they are in on our pn to take over the Vel Empire and install you on the throne. It seems Yves does keep his word."

  Lucia’s mouth morphed into a seductive smile.

  “I can’t believe you were originally going to make yourself queen just to search for me. Now you are going to make me queen? You’re so nice and strong.”

  The purple-haired Gaian began to stroke Sophie's body as she cuddled even closer.

  "Also, Lucia. I forgot to mention something to you. We have another ally; do you remember Holtheir?"

  “Wasn’t that the name of the guild providing communications between the Fairies and Ferefolk?”

  "More than that, they are essentially responsible for efficiently delivering messages between all the branches of this operation. And guess what? I got them to work for us. They simply seek assistance with a problem in their country as payment for their services. Given my level and Overture Css, it's no surprise they would choose to betray Gabriel for me."

  Huh, it seems that Alfnor guy’s innocent demeanor was a simple facade. Now it makes all the more sense how someone crafty like that would be a guild leader.

  More importantly, though, was how masterfully Sophie had usurped control over some of Gabriel's finest warriors. Lucia gazed into her emerald eyes momentarily before jumping into her.

  “You’re so amazing… I can’t believe it, you are like a mastermind controlling everything from the shadows.”

  The green-eyed Fairy let out a small ugh.

  "You give me too much credit. I simply want to protect you, and after this, you will have an entire country protecting you with me by your side."

  Sophie embraced the young purple Fairy in her arms, and the two sat in silence, listening to each other's breathing. After a few more moments of skinship, Lucia fell asleep in her protector's arms. Though her sleeping face was cute, the Sylvan decided that it was about time to return to their rooms. With a heave, Sophie began to carry her partner princess-style back to their room. When she finally pced Lucia onto the bed and colpsed herself, a faint voice rang out into the cool night air.

  “Sophie, I love you.”

  The girl's purple eyes were filled with pure admiration and care. Shortly after, the girl quickly fell back asleep, but her words reinvigorated the dark-haired Fairy, whose thoughts were riddled with worries about the following day. Eventually, Sophie's emerald eyes closed as she, too, drifted away into the world of dreams.