Author Notes:
Shoutout to Private, now Corporal Sana Rinomi for further dedicating yourself to the Belkan Reich and the Imperium of Man! now, if you'd excuse me, I need to take my sweet and wonderful sleep after dropping this RM chapter.
Peace to all of you wonderful souls~!
P.S: I love Arknights' dubstep EDM church hymn.
P.S.S: Here in Vernal Terrae is peak.
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Not to be much of a narcissist, but when I first set foot on the path of the Reich Marshal, I did so with the expectation of being deeply revered, even worshipped by the proud citizens of the nation I am in service of. I anticipated that such adoration would only be prevalent in years, maybe decades down the line. However, being an ancient, albeit former Goddess myself, it's hard for me not to notice the trickle of faith that evolved into a crushing tide throughout the past few years. At first, it was only the people of Belka who regarded me as a larger-than-life figure of Victory, Wisdom, and War, fitting considering the inherent martial nature of the Belkan people. Then it all snowballed when the world was hit with the Cataclysm, the disaster brought about by the ignorant Sardegnian Papalcy. In my endeavor to conduct humanitarian operations all across the globe with my name stamped on them, a significant portion of the world's citizens started viewing me as someone with Honor and Compassion. Their belief in me was further reinforced when ONI of all people spread propaganda tales about me, stories of which were sold like hotcakes in the trying times after the Cataclysm. Frankly, the effectiveness with which Section Three managed to net me an obscene amount of faith frightened me. Their efficiency was many times that of the whole Japanese Pantheon and hundreds of times the Yggdrasil Pantheon. I can't blame the men and women of Section Three, especially not Eden or Elysia who drafted the narratives about me, but damn, can you boys and girls chill in my deification? I could imagine the next time I meet up with my aunt Amaterasu in person and she is shocked out of her chair when I unveil to her that I am a freaking Goddess already.
Jokes aside, faith is very useful to have in this world of mine. The more faith you accrued, the easier it is to either regain the power you have in your prime or attain new ones. To put it in an easier term to understand, faith is a currency. It's the biggest reason why the Shinto strongly guided the belief of the Japanese people to worship them alone even if they admit the existence of the grander and all-inclusive Yggdrasil Pantheon. This way, Japanese Divines can more quickly accumulate faith and hence their more powerful and useable supernatural power. The Yggdrasil Pantheon, on the other hand, encourages the worshipping of the Mother Goddess Yggdrasil and her more enigmatic peers first and foremost. All other religions, the legal ones at least, are considered offshoots of the Yggdrasil Pantheon. As such, Gods, Goddesses, and other supernatural beings under the Yggdrasil Pantheon's umbrella, have the collected faith largely spread out in an even manner and not at all centralized like what the Shinto does. Hence the weaker supernatural prowess, barring some cases like Elysia with her inherited legacy or Sirin with her special status... But then there's me, perhaps the most unique case in the faith-collecting business. Through some twists and turns, I gained enough faith to turn the entirety of the Japanese Pantheon green in envy. That's the benefit of basically bribing most of the world, I guess. While the quantity is nowhere near enough to make me into a new Goddess with multiple providences, it does take me just shy of what you would call a Saint. I won't be surprised if Yggdra one day changes my title of the 'Chosen One' to 'Saint', although I must admit such a title is quite meaningless considering my already substantial political and militaristic power.
Anyway! With all the faith at my fingertips, I understandably chose to empower myself as faith really can't be used for much else. Though the increase in combat potency and whatever else is a welcome addition, I find myself treasuring the ease with which I can manipulate my dominance over Time now. More temporal clones mean more efficiency in doing anything, right?
It's a nice question, and apparently one with an answer already determined by the more... Lustful members of my family. Right now, I am finding myself in a situation where I am... Kissing myself. Understandably, it's a weird situation and experience to have, being pressed tightly against my temporal clones by members of my family. In my two lifetimes, this is the first time I have ever kissed, well, me. All tongues and teeth as well, but most important of all, naked and aroused in the arms of my lovers. Lu is hugging my back as I am seated on her virile cock while Hel is pistoning in and out of my temporal clone with a phallus rivaling Mama's size. Together, they sandwich me and 'me' in a tableau of adultery for Yggdram, Elysia, and Eden to enjoy. Although it's more like Yggdra is the only one to enjoy the full presentation while Elysia and Eden are made to lick her nether region in a true picture of bountiful assets.
In other words, my clones are made to participate in an orgy.
I won't be surprised if they later on request a whole bunch of me to make love to each other in front of them. Such a solicitation sounds quite possibly insane, but honestly?
That's hot.
I know I look good, what's with my current physical body being handcrafted by Yggdra, so I can't blame the adventurous members of my family if they want to see me doing selfcest. It looks hot and it feels good as I quite literally have my pleasure multiplied multiple times, what's not to love, right? But it's actually too much in the way of freakiness. As a family, we agree that it's predictably unhealthy to have multiple of my clones participating in our nightly activities. More isn't always the correct answer, and to build an eternal relationship, it's better to do this only once in a while.
It still doesn't change the fact that 'we' are so filled up by the hot lust in 'our wombs' that 'we' are rightfully worried about conceiving, multiple at that.
Accompanied by the wet slaps of skin on skin and the muffled moans of 'us' and 'our' lovers, the sloshing sound of the baby batter in 'our wombs' leads to Yggdra's comment.
"My, oh my~! You're filling our baby girls so nicely." From the corner of my eyes, I can see that Yggdra is sporting an appreciative grin, although her cheeks are dusty with pleasure of her own.
If the rest of the world knows that the renowned Songtress of Heaven and Miss Pink Elf♪ are blowing Yggdra's horn right now, their souls will probably leave their bodies.
Eden and Elysia take their turns servicing Yggdra's throbbing length, right after having their filled with the virile seeds of life like 'we' are currently. While their slits and lips are dripping white, slimy liquids, the two beautiful ladies don't forget to glance back at 'us'.
"If there's one commonality that is shared across all of Yuki and her clones, it's the fact she always loves a good filling. Whether it's in between those cute lips of her or the two other holes notwithstanding." Elysia smirks, her eyes wantonly darting over 'our bulging bellies' before leaning to suck on Yggdra's cockhead now that Eden has just moved away.
Eden, having extracted another gush of ejaculation from Yggdra, licks her lips as if savoring the finest of wine. At first, she was only aiming for a sustainable relationship with Elysia like anybody with a sane mind would. But the singer sure doesn't regret being pulled into this family by the Pink Elf herself. If there's one thing Elysia has rubbed on Eden, it's her tendency to deeply appreciate a wonderful lady, and this family of mine sure has that aplenty. While it's a shame that we don't currently have the whole array in this orgy of ours, the current participant is more than enough to keep everyone greatly invested for the better part of the day. It is, after all, Sunday, so some stress-relieving activities are welcomed by everyone involved.
"I find myself understanding Yuki's particular... Inclination." Eden giggles, using a hand to push a strand of hair behind her ear. "After all, it's hard to resist the physical representation of our love..." Eden can be seen idly caressing the length of Yggdra's shaft, even as Elysia is bobbing her head up and down.
'We' find 'ourselves' grunting and panting in acknowledgment of Eden's words. As 'our' lovers cease filling 'us' up and start pulling out, leaving behind 'our quivering wombs' that leak viscous white liquid with each throb of 'our baby rooms', 'we' collapse against one another. 'Our breasts' heave up and down as 'our nipples' remain erect and kiss each other. It's hard to put into words, the full picture of 'our debauchery', but Lu and Hel don't have any trouble at all appreciating the mess they made of my bodies. And while Hel goes on to provide aftercare in the form of loving head pats and caress to the both of 'us', Lu moves to have 'us' lick and clean her still erected phallus. I and my clone obediently oblige, tasting the 'ourselves' and the proof of her love. The feeling this gives 'us' is comfortably hot, given how long my devilish dragon of a lady has been staying in my tight passage.
"Good girls, the both of you." Lu purrs, scratching beneath 'our chins' like one would to a pet.
Quite frankly, 'we' kinda is, given how unique this family of ours is. No regret whatsoever though.
Not stopping there, Lu has her morphable tail snaking around to grope and tease 'our breasts' possessively. Once more, her nature as a dragon-Devil hybrid stokes a flame that only a few such as 'we' can satisfy. Other than the people in the room, it's only Bryn, Rosa, and Mary, who can handle Lu's lust. However, as paradoxically as it sounds, Lu is grooming my adopted sisters properly instead of grooming them up like how she did with me. Even the Devil must have standards, and whether the girls grow up beyond familial bonds or not, let fate decide. Although one of them already is quite smitten with me, that much I know of.
Hel, seeing that Lu is making 'us' strain 'ourselves' after our bout of intense cardio, chides her with a flick to the forehead.
"Stop making our baby service your insatiable lust, Lu. She still has work tomorrow so let her rest now." As Lu pulls away from 'us' with an acknowledging grin and a wink, Hel instead gathers 'us' both onto her lap.
Seeking not to overwhelm 'our bodies', Hel smiles lovingly as she unclasps her bra, thus revealing her heavy melons. Drawing 'us' into her motherly embrace, Hel guides 'us' to each latch onto her slowly, but surely lactating nipples. As we start suckling on her breasts, the milk comes out more and more energetic, more and more nourishing and sweet. Hel is not pregnant per se, it's just very easy to use a spell that can generate breast milk, and even easier than it is to sprout a phallus that can impregnate someone. The lactating spell, in fact, is a must-have for any female nanny worth a damn in the Reich for reasons everyone can understand.
Nurse by Hel, and massage by a content Lu, 'we' soon lose 'ourselves' in a calming world that is far different from the heated exchange of love and bodily liquids. Even when Yggdra, Elysia, and Eden join us in forming a big, fluffy embrace of deep familial love, 'we' remain latched onto Hel's milkers, slowly being lulled into a peaceful slumber through the warm creams in 'our mouths'. 'We' don't even register the cleaning spell that Yggdra casts on everyone's bodies and the bedsheet as 'we' are all long gone in dreamland by then. While the rest of the world is halfway to being set aflame by myself, 'we' right here and now are fortunate to enjoy some hard-earned fruits of labor.
Best.
Sunday.
Ever.