Indeed I Do. And I Accomplish More Than I Believed I Could At This Time.

With my Dungeon under threat I decided that I would close off my Underground Gateways till I was certain we were ready. No doubt the Duergar would send scouts to locate those entranceways but until I unblocked them no Army of Dwarves would break past my impenetrable Gates. Normally a Dungeon would keep all doors open to siphon experience from Adventurers and Monsters. Closing and sealing a Dungeon's Doors was completely counterproductive to their growth. However as of today I would no longer be required to sustain myself on the trickle of EXP from outside influences. My Army Ants will proudly be the first of my Hives to Fight for the Good of Us All.

But before that. I had to attend to my Harem. My Dryads needed to be impregnated again. I needed to see if I could convince Abria to swear loyalty to me. Furthermore it was past time that I explore my options when it came to my Emanation. That poor Angelic Centaur Knight needed a name. That was part of the reason why I kept forgetting about her.

Guess I'll take care of those issues in that order. My Nymphs needed to be bred immediately and I could use the stress relief. I'll work on...... WHAT THE HELL DO I NAME HER?.... QUICKSILVER. THERE. THAT'LL WORK. I'll work on QuickSilver last because she will be the most complicated and time intensive.

Feeling the urge to really pump my Dryads full of my seed I ORDERED THEM INTO BED. And proceeded to break their pussies on our new Moss Slime Bed. My Harem loved the new bed and THANKED ME with a three way blowjob that ended with my cum spurting all over their naked bodies. I then bred each of them.... twice over.... hmm.... just to be sure. OKAY. I Really needed that stress relief after such a crazy day. And my Harem was eager to oblige. I wasn't about to tell them no when they were literally begging me on their knees for a second helping of my sperm in their wombs. I think they needed to be pounded as badly as I needed to pound them. And we did. I'd call it impressive that I was able to **** them to pass out in only 2 hours. Were they pent up after not having sex with me for most of the day? All of their double digit mind Numbing Orgasams said so. BUT. I had real work to do. Starting with Abria.

I approached Abria in my Humanoid form. At twice the height of any human I was still a monster of a man. My appearance was similar to an Incubus but more. Simply more.

Where an Incubus would have the wings of a bat I had larger more menacing Draconic Wings, a powerful spiked tail, nigh impenetrable dark red/black scales and sharp spikes covering my entire body like armor. All the spikes could be retracted beneath my skin and replaced by my hidden tentacles if needed. An impressive hybrid set of Minotaur/Dragon Horns crowned my head. My muscles didn't bulge but my body was so well toned that I could snap a giant's bones with only a bit of effort. My jaw was capable of opening somewhat wider than any human and my bite had far more strength behind it than anyone could imagine. I had humanlike teeth but they are far sharper than normal. In addition I have one pair of upper and lower retractable bladelike fangs that would make any vampire flinch from their length and sharpness. A long mane of Pitch Black hair trails down to my lower back from my scalp, a sentimentality to remind myself I am not a complete monster. My Sessile nature is the only reason I haven't been able to utilize this form before now. My legs do not have feet. Instead they become tentacles that drive into the ground rooting me in place. But not anymore.

I glide into the old Dwarven building that I renovated just for Abria. Beneath me my tentacles are stuck in my second Moss Slime daughter and I couldn't be happier with the results of my test. Just because I couldn't move didn't mean that the ground under me couldn't. I was stuck to the Moss Slime but she could move just fine. Better than fine actually. Liquid Motion was the best magical aspect I could've hoped for. My mount was far faster than any normal Slime. When I decided to conduct this test I had expected to be stuck moving at a glacial pace. But at least I'd be able to move I had thought. And directing my mount was an easier problem to solve than I'd originally thought. All I had to do was plant a few extra tentacles into the Moss Slime and teach it to move in a certain direction at different speeds when I flexed my appendages in a specific way. My slime daughter was no genius but she understood what I wanted and was eager to learn when I rewarded her efforts with extra food. I had ideas about how to increase my mobility further but that could wait till my next breeding cycle. Unless.... Unless Abria was willing to seize upon what I had to offer her.

For this visit I retracted the scales from my face and the spikes from most of my body save for the ones on my spine and tail. I wanted to appear less Draconic. Dwarves were natural enemies of Dragons and it wouldn't hurt to play nice. At least at first.

Abria was where I'd left her. Shackled to the wall by wide thick Steel Cuffs padded with leather. I had her standing up against the padded leather wall in an 8 point restraint. My Wall Cuffs held her by both wrists, ankles and thighs. Then one thicker and far wider metal band was across her stomach. The last cuff was a nice tight collor that closed around her neck. YES. OK. THIS WAS A RATHER KINKY SETUP. AND CERTAINLY MY TYPE OF DUNGEON. MAYBE IDA WOULD LIKE TO BE CHAINED UP LATER. HMMM...... Anyways.

The situation wasn't yet conducive to that type of fun. No matter how much my Minotaur instincts demanded that I just take her and damn the consequences. That was nearly always the wrong approach in my opinion. How long would it take her to become mine if I **** her. Too long. Thats how long. To make her submit and receive my Mark of Submission I just had to give her what she ultimately wanted. I was going to do it anyways. Might as well get paid up front for what was inevitable.

Abria wore a Full Faced Steel Helm along with the rest of her Steel Plate Armor. I had been too busy thinking about my Harem to bother with it before. Now I wondered if it would be extra Kinky if I Inseminated her with most of her Armor on. Would she ever feel safe wearing Plate Armor again or would she get extremely horny just from putting her Armor on and remembering her first ravishing by me. Yeah. She could keep her Armor. But the Helmet had to go. I HOPE SHE ISN'T UGLY. Maybe it's too late to worry about that now. I removed her Helmet. SIGH.......... NO BEARD... AND SHE ISN'T UGLY. That could've been embarrassing for me. How would things have gone if I decided she was too ugly to even be a Breeder. I might have to resort to ripping my eyes out beforehand and healing the damage after. NOOOO THANK YOU VERY MUCH. Another lesson learned. From now on. Remember to check your purchases before your Draconic nature claims them for life.

Abria was not a stunning beauty. She was a Frozen Hearted Warrior Maiden. Her hair was a dark brown and was braided on both sides of her face. A thicker braid fell behind her head to go low down her back. But most of her brown mane flowed freely down to her shoulders. She had viking style patterns tattooed across her cheeks and over her nose. They were accompanied by a number of small pink scars gained from years of fighting. The black ink of her tattoos were not as striking as it could've been if she'd had pale skin. It only made her Grey features more enticing. Now that I was up close and could see her thick but still slender neck I noticed that she was far more petite than I'd realized. I began to suspect that her Armor was twice as bulky as the suits of the Male Duergar. I wonder if she was just naturally dainty or if that was normal for Dwarven Females. Wouldn't know until I saw more of their women. Abria was monstrously strong to wear such heavy gear. Perhaps that was because her stats were so high. A direct correlation. Her base strength was indeed 5x higher than my own. It must've taken intense training and an intense amount of EXP to level those stats so far past most of her more muscular kin. Both her parents had been Centurions. Perhaps they had something to do with it. Trained by her parents and brought outside the city to kill monsters for EXP for years on end. That would certainly explain the love she had for her family. They had been a very tight knit unit until that fateful day.

She studied me as I examined her. Her dark brown eyes were resigned. She was ready to receive her fate. She expected ****, **** and worse. I would surprise her I think.

"WILLINGLY BECOME MINE AND I'LL MAKE YOU THE STRONGEST DUERGAR THAT'S EVER LIVED. I'LL CONQUER THE CITY YOU HATE AND GIVE CONTROL OF IT TO YOU AS MY VASSAL. MY INTERFERENCE WILL BE MINAMAL. I HAVE LITTLE INTREST IN HOW YOU RULE YOUR CITY. EQUIPMENT FOR MY ARMIES IN EXCHANGE FOR ALL THE RAW MATERIALS I CAN GATHER AND A POWERFUL ALLY WITH ENDLESS POTENTIAL." I offered in my deep voice. It echoed off the walls in the confines of the stone room.

She quirked one brown eyebrow. Disbelief evident on her Face. Then after a few minutes she just shrugged, gave a sad little half smile and responded.

"What doin I ave ta lose. Ye'll keep ye word o ye will not."

She must have decided there was no downside to giving up. If she did what I wanted then perhaps there wouldn't be any need for ****. Especially seeing as I'd already proven to her that I wasn't going to **** her.

I smiled at her. "UNLESS I'M DEAD I'LL KEEP MY PROMISES."

I place my pointer finger to the cold steel Armor above Abria's Womb and speak. "BECOME MINE AND ALL IS AGREED." I activate the Mark of Submission.

Abria's mental resistance was impressive. There was no way I could have collored her without her permission. Permission she gave. Once she realized what she was doing in resisting me Abria let me in. My Tattoo of Ownership spead over her womb. A womb ripe for My Seed.

I could smell a wave of female arousal as it hit the air. Very slight but unexpected from Abria. Perhaps my Mark of Submission had a minor arousal effect when first placed. It had been impossible to notice any difference with the Dryads. They were complete nymphomaniacs. Abria watched me with an icy demeanor but I could see the hints of a blush on her grey tattooed cheeks.

Bent enough to breathe into her ear I whispered loudly. "I TAKE EXTRA SPECIAL CARE OF WHAT IS MINE."

Her eyes widened a bit as I went to my knees and lowered my humanoid head down to kiss her. She wasn't expecting that. Yet she didn't resist. Her dark lips were soft and very inviting. She let me kiss her for a few minutes before I decided she needed more stimulation. I reached down underneath her Steel Breastplate between the metal plates of her Faulds and cupped her core between her thighs with one of my large hands. She wore a pair of sturdy cloth pants so I wasn't skin to skin with her sex. But she gasped anyways. She clearly wasn't used to sexual attention. I took the opportunity to kiss her a bit harder and she responded by kissing me back. She was quite inexperienced. But she learned quickly. Through her pants I could feel her sex was beginning to heat up. I hadn't yet moved my hand. Simply keeping my warm hand over her core was new enough to her that she was becoming excited. Her hands flexed in her cuffs. I think if she wasn't still chained to the wall she would have wrapped her arms around my head to urge me to do more. I slipped my tongue past her tasty lips and she met it with more enthusiasm. Our tongues dueled in her mouth and I enjoyed the rousing heat building in her eyes. She was about to be taken by a monster, a Dragon man, her new Master and she was becoming aroused by the idea.

We made out for over 30 minutes before I felt wetness against my hand. That had been what I was waiting for. Her need had soaked through any undergarments she wore and now I could feel her hot slick juices firsthand. I began to grind my strong hand against her moist crotch. And she let out a soft moan into my mouth. This was a form of **** that she probably hadn't considered. I ate up her raw desire and returned it in kind. Distracted by our locked mouths and what I was doing between her legs she didn't notice my other hand going behind her head. In a swift and firm motion I ran my fingers through the hair at the back of her head and tightened my grip. My sudden controlled pull of her hair was both pain and pleasure for her. I pulled my mouth away from hers as she gasped and I slowly **** her head to tilt back as far as the leather padded wall would allow. Then I dove in to kiss and lick her grey neck and throat where it was free from the collor that secured her to the wall. My efforts were rewarded and I felt a small tremor go through her body.

Abria came even harder as I clamped down forcefully on her sex and trailed my sharp teeth across her neck adding to the stimulus that had already set her off. She moaned louder than ever before and in a shaky astonished voice asked. "What..... was?... I neva..." She stumbled over her words as she drew in ragged breaths.

I pulled away from her neck enough to ask. "YOU'VE NEVER HAD AN ORGASAM?"

Abria shuddered in the aftermath of her first orgasam and shook her head as much as my controlling fist in her hair would allow.

I decided that I was done with foreplay. Her crotch was beyond soaked now. Her juices soaked the plam and fingers of my hand. To her disappointment I removed that hand and her nethers lurched after my retreating arm as far as her bonds let her. Which wasn't nearly far enough for her. I looked down into Abria's heated eyes and licked my hand and fingers clean of her sweet nectar. When that was finished I brought my hand back down and a tentacle joined it. My hand pulled the soaked crotch of her pants away from her flesh and I produced a blade from my tentacle. I easily cut a hole in the taut fabric, producing a short ripping sound that I could see excited Abria and made her a tad nervous about what would happen next. With my fingers I checked and discovered that she was indeed wearing underwear. The soaked material felt very close to cotton but it was decidedly something I'd never felt before. Her underwear wasn't designed like a g string or regular panties, but after a bit more exploration I realized that they were a very short pair of boyshorts. And the material was just stretchy enough that I could pull the crotch of them aside..... to open her up to my next attack.

She moaned as her sex met the open air of my Dungeon and she moaned again as the precum coated tip of my cock brushed against her labia. I gave her a tiny thrust of my hips and angled upwards enough to rub my swollen tip around the hidden bud of her clit. Her hips jerked slightly in surprise at the sudden sensations given by that tiny part of her. My Draconic side purred. She must be a Virgin. How could she not be one and know her body so little. My Dragon and I were both eager to claim her and treasure her body as ours alone. My Beastly Minotaur side just wanted to plow her and plant our seed. We compromised. I would do both.

I lowered my hips slowly through her folds. She was not hairy as far as I could tell. Perhaps she cut back or shaved her pubic hair? When I was directly against her entrance I spoke without evoking the Mark of Submission. "TELL ME YOU WANT MY CHILDREN." I rhythmically tightened and losened my grip in her hair still keeping full control of her range motions. "TELL ME YOU'LL GIVE ME ALL THE CHILDREN I DESIRE AND YOU'LL EXPERIENCE PLEASURE LIKE YOU NEVER KNEW YOU COULD."

Abria nodded curtly and submitted. "Yea." She answered swiftly before elaborating. "Do as ye promise an me womb es yers."

I smiled again and leaned in to devour her hungry lips. Her kissing skills improved by the minute. The system of this world should make it a skill. Would a level 100 Kisser be so good that they gave orgasams with a single kiss? That was a terrifying prospect to those on the receiving end.

With her pinned to the wall it was easy to slide slowly into her. She wasn't as tight as any of my Dryads but she was somehow warmer and slicker. It felt like my dick was getting an all encompassing hot oil massage by the sexy brunette masseuse you just knew had gotten naked the moment she told you to close your eyes. I was enjoying Abria's pussy so much I pushed deeper into her faster than I'd planned. I found and pushed past her maidenhood without stopping. Abria did not cry out, she took the pain with the pleasure and rode the waves of those intense feelings. I pumped in and out of her then all the way back in to her cervix. She bucked in response every time I bottomed out in her. When she bit my bottom lip, hard but playfully so, I upped my pace. Soon enough she orgasamed again and her pussy tightened noticeably on my shaft. I was able to keep up my pace for over 20 minutes before she came again. About 10 minutes later I bottomed out against her womb and the knot at the base of my cock locked in place to keep me there. An absolute torrent of my seed fired out of me and filled every tiny inch of her womb and pussy. She cried out for the first time. The vibrations of my dick mixed with the feeling of being stuffed full of a monster's cum was more than enough to push her into her first mind melting orgasam. Her eyes were tightly shut and her entire body quivered as though she had been electrocuted. Close enough. My entire being was uplifted in a euphoric haze. Another successful insemination. A Virgin Womb claimed to birth my progeny. I had added another woman to my Harem. And this one was an Elite Warrior of the Duergar.

I was getting a bit spoiled by only having Virgins in my Harem. But I rather liked it. My inhuman natures were starting to become enamored with the idea of only allowing Virgins into my Harem. They thought it might be for the best if any non Virgins we wanted to keep were **** into becoming what I categorized as a Breeder. Meaning that they were just a womb who I didn't mind turning into a cock sheath without a care for what they wanted. I still didn't have any Breeders but at this point I wasn't sure I really needed any. That kind of thing just didn't appeal to me as much as my current tactics. Maybe some day I'd have to resort to that but not today.

Today I had a new Harem Girl to enjoy. I bit down lightly on Abria's earlobe and ground our entangled sexes together by moving my hips. She moaned as I asked. "READY FOR ROUND TWO?" She gave me a look of pure desire and nodded her sweaty head. "GOOD GIRL." I said as I took her for a second and then third time. She was really flagging on round three, but a bit of healing magic was enough to get her to cum with me at the finish. She passed out. Not surprising. Abria had experienced 18 Orgasams by the time I was done with my 3rd. Quite an amazing couple of hours for a woman who had never achieved an orgasam before. She was a sopping mess when I left. I took her down off the wall and left her amid the still sleeping Dryads. Abria's inner thighs were coated thickly in our cum. I hadn't given her a plug as I sometimes liked to do. Instead I'd put her boyshorts back in place. It was quite a sight to see. Her soft underwear trying in vain desperation to hold back the tide of our combined cum. Mostly mine. Her thigh Armor would need a thorough cleaning and I suspected that she had soaked through all of her clothes with her sweat and other juices. She was a total wreck. And I loved every second of seeing the proud warrior woman like that knowing that I had done that to her.

I lingered for a few moments enjoying the solitude and admiring my handywork before I took my leave of the girls. There was another task that needed to be done. There were ideas percolating in my head about how to make something more out of my ability to create Emanations. I just wondered if I could make any of them work. I ordered QuickSilver to follow me into another of the old Dwarven buildings. This one had once been a tavern or feasting hall for the miners who took their breaks down in the mines. I had cleared it of it's ancient moldy detritus and fixed the place up better than new with sturdy tables and chairs made of stone. Today I would use it as a makeshift workshop. I had QuickSilver lay down on top of one of the tables to better examine my construct. I was Loathe to keep her around solely as disposable fodder in battle but I was also uninterested in breeding an unfeeling machine. She did have all the requisite nerves and organs to feel pleasure. I had built them into her construct with a hefty cost of mana. But without a mind to feel that pleasure she would just be an uncaring sex doll. Part of my hesitation was that I received enjoyment by giving pleasure and the other part was rather important. My Life Sense Magic told me that without a soul breeding QuickSilver would diminish the potental our offspring by a major amount. Yes I could impregnate my Emanation but it would be a worthless endeavor to create weak children. Maybe I could fix all that.

At this point I had practiced enough with my Life Magic to know what a soul felt like. I wasn't 100% positive but I thought that using my vastly overpowered Life Magic that I could possibly create a soul. Or attract one with the essence of Life. I wasn't sure exactly which of those two was the more likely outcome. Which is why I took precautions. Any soul that I might create or attract may or may not be a dangerous threat. So I used my Mark of Submission on QuickSilver. It worked, to my relief. I hadn't been 100% certain that the Mark would take hold on a body with no soul. My Mark took hold without any issues. There was no mind to contest my ownership over QuickSilver's body. Now any soul that resided within QuickSilver's body would be my property. They could rage all they wanted but QuickSilver was mine. That made them mine if they chose to try and take what belonged to me. My Draconic nature would not let go of it's property and I wholeheartedly agreed. I didn't spend my time and a ton of my daily mana for some soul to take my property and just leave. Hell no.

The first step in attaining a soul, I think, was to create a Core. The Gods had done the heavy lifting when they created my Core but they had also done a excellent job of teaching me what types of Cores existed and inadvertently how they performed differently from each other. I was inclined to think that it was possible for me to create a Monster Core but I figured that it might require me to be proficient with Dark Magic along with my Life Magic. Emanations were always slightly infused with Light magic when created so I had a better chance of success with forming a Core of Light within QuickSilver.

I focused my Life magic within my Centaur Knight and drew on the Light Magic within her to coalesce a similar sphere to the one I had witnessed my Dark Patrons make. My influence over the magics of Life were magnified by 2600% of my base spell power. That was ridiculous by my standards. That boost, combined with my large mana pool ment that I might be able to pull this off. It helped that here in My Dungeon my mana replenished at a staggering rate. It certainly was a good thing to live next to a literal Wellspring of Mana. It was my Wellspring that made it all possible in the end. Without it I would have burned through my body's reservoir of magic well short of completion. Even with all my enhancements it was barely enough in the end. I had nearly given up. I thought myself a fool for daring to play god. Two and a half hours into the process I was about to call it quits. That's when the Beautiful Core solidified. It took more mana than 10 armies of monsters could provide, but it had worked.

Then It happened.

QuickSilver moved on her own accord. And a Gods Voice spoke in my Head. It was Ariel and he sounded incredulous. "PRIEST. DID YOU JUST STEAL MY NEW ARCHANGEL?" Oops, I thought to myself. But Ariel Heard my thoughts and replied. "OOPS!? OOPS, THATS ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY ABOUT SNATCHING MY SOUL! YOU KNOW, THE ONE I SPENT PERFECTING FOR THE LAST NINE YEARS! THE ARCHANGEL SOUL I PREPARED EXPRESSLY TO WIN MY WAR AGAINST THOSE TWO PERVERTS! AND OOPS IS ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY TO ME!"

I wisely kept my mouth and thoughts to myself. Don't piss off one of your Deities any more than necessary.

I heard Ariel huff in my head and calm down. "FINE. I SEE YOU MADE AN HONEST MISTAKE. NO HARM DONE. I'LL JUST TAKE HER BACK AND..............................HUH.............. YOU BOUND HER SOUL TO YOURS!" He shouted that last bit. "FINE! WHATEVER. YOU'VE CLAIMED HER. SHE'S YOURS. BUT NEVER DO THIS AGAIN. IF I HAVE TO COME BACK HERE LIKE THIS AGAIN! I'LL.......!" It actually sounded like he walked away Opened and then promptly Slammed a door shut in my head. That... was decidedly not good. But I could feel that Ariel was still one of my three Patron Deities. He hadn't excommunicated me as his Priest. So... all's well that ends well? Famous last words I'm sure. Perhaps I should refrain from making any more Cores till I am ready to face a Gods Wrath in earnest. Yeah. Probably for the best.

QuickSilver looked up at me with brilliant silver eyes that were decidedly not wholly metallic. Her entire body was significantly altered in a way that was difficult to understand or describe. It was like she was a mix of metal and something divine in origin. She had flesh but it wasn't any flesh I'd ever seen. She was too.... perfect.

My God's Eye examined her.

Name: QuickSilver

Title: Archangel of Companionship(This Archangel was Created By [Ariel(DELETED DUE TO LOSS OF SOUL OWNERSHIP)(CORRECTION)YOU]to Love and Serve her Creator.)

Core: Beautiful(The more times you defeat an opponent the more they will fall in love with you. 20% increase to Physical Defense.)

Monster Race: Archangel(This is not your typical Angel. Archangels are Angels Created by the most powerful of All Angels to serve major, specific roles. Typically they Rally the Humans and other races to fight harder in the War Against the Dark. 500% increase to Physical Strength and Defence, 2000% increase to Magical Defence, 6000% increase to Light Spell Power.)

Ultimate Emanation(This is Currently The First and Only Model of their Kind. Created using unorthodox methods this being is a mixed amalgamation of Emanation(Angelic) Metal Infused with Light and Life Magic. The major influence of Life Magic during this process has brought a semblace of organic Life to the Emanation Metal of this being. It is capable of reconfiguring it's own body to any desired specification as long as it has enough Emanation Metal to do so. This being is capable of merging the mass of other non sentient Emanations to its own body. They are also capable of mending their Metal body with Life Magic including parts that are cut off their body. 500% increase to Light Spell Power, 500% increase to Life Spell Power.)

Gender: Female

Development Stage: Mature

Reproduction: Sexual

Class: Tier VII Seraphim Guardian(A Magical Defensive Combat Class- The recipient of this Class dedicates themselves to the protection of one individual. In the service of said individual this Guardian receives a 400% increase to Physical Strength and Defence and 600% increase to Magic Defence. The Seraphim Guardian will instantly know of any danger to their charge a moment before any threat presents itself. Should the individual ever come under direct attack then they receive an additional 200% increase to Physical Strength and Defence and 400% increase to Magic Defence. A Seraphim Guardian may choose to sacrifice their own life to save their charge.)

Monster Powers: Immunity to Self Mutilation(Due to the Hybrid existence of their body this Archangel has surrendered some degree of their overall original soul potential to channel it into creating this Power. This was done by necessity rather than living a life of endless pain. This being is an amalgamation of Angelic Flesh and Emanation Metal. Any damage done to themselves is healed instantly. In addition any pain caused my this beings duel nature or pain caused to itself on purpose is nullified.)

Cheats: Soulshard of a Dark God(Once belonging to one of the Dark Gods this Soulshard has been inverted into a Dark Magic Void. All Dark Magic cast at the owner of this Soulshard is nullified completely. Also provides a 700% increase to Magic Defence against all other elements)

Oaths: Respect Sacred Ground(Respect sanctiy of Light's holy places, 50% stat boost to protect consecrated place or god's follower's)

Love Humanity(cannot attack humans who have not attampted hurting me first, 50% stat boost when protecting humanity, healing doubles when cast on human)

Eradicate The Dark(10% Boost to Physical Attacks against Dark Aligned creatures and you always know the general location of your target)

Blessings: Domain(Customizable Pocket Dimension 100 km2 after 1 minute uninterrupted cast time)

Immaculate Conception(Create Angelic Minions called Emanations, any appearance, no personality, no self preservation, aways slightly infused with Light Magic)

Warmth(You are infused with a Holy Aura that lessens human fear towards you, you can toggle your own Fertility)

God's Eye(ability to see Race, Class, Stats, Invisable People and much more)

Angelic Protection(Immunity to Paralysis, Mind Control, Unwilling Transformations, Instant **** Effects and Other Status Effects. 200% Boost to Physical Defense and Magical Defence)

Miracles: God's Blade(Cost is Prayer And Considerable Mana. Deals 10x your overall Magical Attack Damage, peirces enemy Defenses, Non Elemental. 200% increase to All Stats for you and allies for one hour.)

Pure Land(Spawn site becomes a Mana Wellspring, Passively gain EXP. 700% Boost to All stats while within the Pure Lands)

Mark of Submission(The afflicted will have their abilities sealed at the users discretion, the afflicted must obey the orders of their Master)

Important Historical Moments: She knew nothing in the before. Nothing but a void of emptiness until the moment QuickSilver awakened to the world. That was the happiest moment of her young life. She was able to witness her Creator. Her God. Her Love in all his Monstrous Glory. He had Created her to Fulfill his every whim. And she was prepared to do so.

Opinion of You: Love/God/Worship

That was alot to absorb. Did that really just happen? Did Ariel design himself a companion, a girlfriend? Having met the God I think that's exactly what he had done. Ariel didn't seem like the type of guy who would date the old fashioned way. Why wouldn't an Angelic God make his ideal woman a reality? And I got the feeling that Ariel hadn't finished tinkering with her soul yet. He also probably intended to put her soul in a much more powerful body. I'm sure he had Artifacts of Legendary power and other Ultra Rare Treasures to give her too. Wow... No wonder why he was so pissed. I better never mention this to anybody. Or else Ariel would declare war on me personally for sure.

My new Seraphim Guardian looked upon me in awe. I could see it in her silver eyes. SHE WORSHIPED ME. I had created her Core, but this devotion was just... not what I had expected when I began this experiment. Somehow, her soul had been sucked into the Core. Or maybe she had been drawn to the open Core and wandered inside of it. Maybe thinking that it was to be her body. My God's Eye says she remembers nothing about Ariel or her time spent wherever it was that souls resided. That is probably an extremely complicated topic. Best not to analyze it too much I guess. There was the more pressing issue of how to handle my new..... bodyguard. Well, Ariel did say she was mine now so.... Lets move on. I have many things to do today..... tonight. Hard to remember what time it is underground. And it doesn't help that I have no requirements on sleep. I've noticed that I enjoy the act of sleeping. Especially among my Harem, but I hadn't really required it since I'd arrived in this world. Probably a Dragon/Monster thing.

QuickSilver was graceful but looked a might wobbly on her horse legs as she tried to rise to her feet. It was as though she had never stood up before. At least not with a Centur's body. And I figured that she really hadn't. In some ways she was a newborn. In others she was a completely mature being. Like the way she was staring hungrily at me. She wanted me to command her. To order her to do anything I wanted. Then she asked me something unexpected.

Shyly, like she thought she might be overstepping her authority, she asked. "Creator. Would you let me merge my Pure Lands with yours? Then you could share in the Miracles of my Wellspring."

That was an interesting proposal. I suspected that the power share worked both ways. That she would gain access to my Wellspring as well. But I didn't think she was intentionally deceiving me. She only wanted to make me stronger without a care for herself. She was definitely an angel.

"IS THERE ANY REASON NOT TO COMBINE OUR MANA WELLSPRINGS?" I questioned, unsure if there were any downsides to her proposal.

She shook her head and blushed heavily. Her angelic metal cheeks actually turned a darker shade of silver. "No Creator."

I wondered if everything I said would be an innuendo to the young Archangel. It was interesting and also a bit odd to see her metal body parts acting more like organic flesh. I didn't receive a prompt or anything similar asking me if I was willing to join our Pure Land Miracles together. It just happened.

I think this world works alot through intent. As long as your Subconscious mind knows it can happen and agrees to let it, then THE SYSTEM could approve for it to become reality. I had seen proff of this on multiple occasions. I could feel QuickSilver's Wellspring as hers joined with mine. It was a rush. The fatigue I felt from creating her Core was receding at almost twice the pace now that I had two magical Fonts of Mana permeating my Dungeon. I was receiving the full benefits of her Pure Lands. Not just a partial bonus. I felt noticeably stronger from how I was just a moment ago. I suppose that a 700% Boost to all Stats would do that. I also felt the trickle of EXP I Passively received from my own Wellspring turn onto a small but noticeable stream. Maybe I should steal some more souls after all. No. Definitely not. After curb stomping my absurd inclination to unnecessarily challenge the Gods, I decided that I needed to make QuickSilver mine in both mind and body. Due to whatever the Mark of Submission had done to her soul when she entered the Core I created she was already mentally devoted to me. So there was only one thing left for me to claim.

Then QuickSilver asked me another question. "Creator. My I have your approval to alter my body? My form can be improved to better suit your needs."

I wondered what improvements she wanted to make. Even her Centaur form was enough to get my blood pumping. On Earth I never would have entertained the idea of copulation with a Centaur. But here, now, I would have been willing to. Could this be becouse of my Monster nature again. Or maybe this is a side effect of her Beautiful Core. Even though my former self found it repulsive and considered it ****. With her I only saw a Beautiful creature who stoked my lusts. Anything was possible I guess. Before she acquired a soul I'd planned to just breed her with my tentacles. But her new body and spirit begged for me to take her. However there was no harm in letting her improve her form. I didn't see any reason to deny her.

I nodded. "YOU HAVE MY FULL PERMISSION TO CHANGE YOUR BODY HOWEVER YOU LIKE."

QuickSilver began to alter her body. The silvery metal and white flesh shifted. I can't fathom the pain she would be feeling if she wasn't immune to self caused pain. Her long strait silver hair remained predominantly the same but her Helmet was pulled inside herself revealing an elfin face and a pair of perfect human ears. I watched in fascination as she altered her body from a Centaur's into a larger bipedal form almost equal in height to my own. Alot of her overall mass went into improving her muscles but she didn't look like a body builder. I think she copied my own dense musculature. I was naked after all. She could see everything. When all was said and done she too was also completely naked. Her Armor had been absorbed completely into her new form. She looked like a lithe albino silver Minotaur Female with overall human features. Two things made her stand out as a Minotaur. The first of which was her stronger than possible legs complete with dangerous hooves capable of stomping any man to ****. Armor or Not. Her second Minotaur feature was a gleamingly sharp pair of extra long Minotaur horns that curved very slightly inwards. They were long, slender and durable enough that I suspected they could peirce through 3 enemy soldiers if they lined up against her charge. Behind her back she proudly diplayed her angelic origins. Her pair of large silver feathered wings spread out wide as I looked them over. Each feather was a long serrated blade about the size of a Gladius. I wasn't sure she would be capable of Flight but those wings would be devastating in any close range battle.

More importantly. I was extra interested in seeing that she had given herself a modest pair of perky breasts and a pair of darker silver tits that looked as hard as they were soft. Below her very slight to notice 12 pack abs and her completely flat belly, tattooed with my Mark she had decided to give herself a small but thick patch of white public hair. The controlled thatch lay just above her bare mons. Her delicious untouched pussy was beginning to drip with her excitement. QuickSilver was enjoying showing me ALL of her new body. That was. If the trickle of fluid running down the inside of one thigh was any indication. This new form of hers certainly got a rise out of me and she looked down at my hard member as it rose to full mast.

I was done waiting and shot out a dozen tentacles to latch on and pull this tease of an Angel towards me. She..... was far heavier than she looked. Being made of metal had its downsides. I was now certain that she couldn't fly. I decided to releive the tension on my appendages. My muscled tentacles were up to the task but I clapped my hands to her tight butt making her start in surprise and giggle at being spanked by her Creator. I didn't care about foreplay this time. I could feel she wanted me to do it. She was gushing for me to just take her. I could see it in her blazing silver eyes. Everybody knows that All Angels craved to be Fucked and I was going to break this angel on my dick. She threw her arms around my neck just before I plunged into her. I wasn't worried about hurting her. Her stats showed that she was strong enough to take any amount of punishment I could dish out. Her cunt was crazy tight and I broke her Hyman in one stroke. A Hyman I had not created in her original body. Did QuickSilver want to be my sexy Virgin Angel that badly that she would actually make herself a Virgin for me? I felt her spasm in a mini orgasam from my rapid penetration and she clawed at my back with her metal fingertips leaving light bruises behind. The monster in me decided right then and there. I wasn't going to let her be my equal. This Archangel was my plaything and I would not let her cum again until I gave her permission.

"DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO CUM!" I demanded of my pet angel.

"No Creator." She nearly squealed enraptured by the new sensations I was gifting her. She threw her legs around my waist and took my pummeling thrusts like a good Harem girl should.

Twice I spanked her tight ass hard as a punishment. "I FORBID YOU TO CUM AGAIN TILL I DESIRE IT."

"Yess....Creator!" She squeeled in pleasure.

I backed her up till her thighs were against the stone table and I kissed her hard. She soaked up my kiss and returned it with enthusiasm if not with any experience. She made up for that lack with numerous squeals of pleasure from the pounding I was giving to her insanely tight Virgin sex.

"Creator....." She gasped.

I could feel she was close to cumming again. QuickSilver was being a good girl and holding off the tide of pleasure for all she was worth. I was proud that she was being such a good angelic sex toy for me. I brought her right to the edge of her orgasam then I pushed her off my dick and onto her feet before table. Then I twirled her around and pushed her to lay facedown on the table. Then I reintroduced my monster cock to her angelic pussy. I grasped where her wings met her back and drove forward with ever greater power. QuickSilver was one of the only few women who could take my full **** and not die in the process. So with her I let myself go. 14 more times I edged her. Bringing her to the verge of orgasam, only to change positions or remove my hand from rubbing her sensitive clit at the last moment. She was drowning in her need. Being denied the final moment of relief for so long had broken her will to do anything other than what I wanted her to do. At long last I didn't want to wait any longer. I'd been close to my own orgasam for long enough and she could feel it. The vibrations from my dick were unending inside her and I just knew that if I spilled myself inside her she would detonate like a nuclear explosion. So, I let my pet angel achieve nirvana.

"CUM FOR ME." I demanded and my order ignited the most spectacular orgasam I've yet felt before. Her already compact pussy clamped down on me so tightly that I could not cum. My orgasam was delayed by hers ratcheting up my own sensations to dizzying heights I never knew existed. With my knot preventing me from pulling out and her vagina threatening my shaft with implosion there was nothing I could do but go along for the ride. Both my hands wrapped around the horns atop her head and I desperately pressed my groin to her ass. By her horns I pulled her chest up from the table and in my addled state I wrapped a tentacle around her neck to **** her. This inadvertently kept her from being able to come down from her momentous peak. After what felt to me like hours she unclenched enough for me to spill some of my seed inside her. This gave me a bit of relief and sent her into another gut wrenching orgasam. This entire time QuickSilver had been squealing. As much squealing as my tentacle **** her throat would permit. It went on like this for an unknown amount of time until we were both finally spent. We both drew in ragged breaths.

Just to humor my curiosity I checked inside her womb with my Life Sense. Sure enough she was already pregnant with my offspring. "GOOD GIRL." I praised my pet angel.

QuickSilver couldn't speak but I saw a bright smile light up her disheveled elfin face.