The universe was quiet—only for a heartbeat.
Then, the Corrupted Dawn cried again, and its voice was nothing but a moan.
That moan rolled across skies, rivers, wombs.
It echoed into every cunt that had ever been blessed by Kaito's warmth, and every one of them gushed open in instant orgasm, no matter how far away.
The wives lay spread at the altar, still dripping with its birth-flood.
Kaori's belly glowed as though the Dawn had already seeded her with a sun.
Nyxa's thighs shook, sticky, milk streaming from her tits in golden arcs.
Even the captured milkmaid rebels writhed in chains, crying, begging to be filled again.
And at the center of it all, the Dawn pulsed—an obscene newborn, not crying for milk but for pussy.
"Father…" it whispered in a dripping voice, radiant tendrils reaching for Kaito's cock.
"Show me how to fuck a world."
Kaito grinned, heat rolling off him, cock swollen like a god's scepter.
