Marco Verse.3 - Golden 14th (Pt.1)

*Reading Guide*

Thorjen Verse 2 > Marco Verse 3

Marco

*Ching-Ching-glang-Ching*

"OOOOHHHHHHHH*

"GET HIM BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF THAT ELF"

"DONT LET HIM BREATHE-SHOW HIM WHAT THE HOLY 13 ARE MADE OF"

*CHING-CHING SWOOSH CLANG BOOOM SWISH-WOOOSH*

Marco danced like a graceful butterfly across the oval shaped arena. After narrowly avoiding this beast of a woman's blow for the consecutive time, he slid a few meters away and just about managed to hold his footing by the edge of the ring. He glanced over his shoulders and looked down. The deep pit beneath beneath him made his heart lightly flutter. Sweat softly rolled down his forehead. 'Phew!' That was another close encounter for him. But he still carried a mischievous grin throughout. Afterall, although his light armour had accumulated a few knicks and sword cuts but otherwise he didn't sustain any damage. Much to the annoyance of the crowd.

"KILL HIM! KILL THE ELF"

"SMASH HIS PRETTY FACE INTO OBLIVION"

Marco narrowed his brows as he tried to remember each and every one of those faces throwing obscenities at him.

'I'm going to go on a killing spree once this is all over. And once I've been granted the Gold Rank...Who can object to who I decide to kill.' He vowed to make sure he punished those mindless fools who had been cursing him none stop ever since he stepped foot onto the ring.

"Hey...pay attention." A gentle and yet terrifyingly poignant voice said that to him. Marco was suddenly alert as he noticed the terrifyingly strong beast woman, slowly advancing towards him. Her large flow of white shaggy hair was so long it almost reached her foot. She was dressed in what looked like partial training gear, showing off her chiseled bronze abs and those huge muscular veiny thighs. Despite her robust look she did carry around a lovely set of bouncing breasts. And judging by the slight protrusion beneath her nipples, he guessed she had possibly pierced her nipples. Just the thought of that made his dick hard. Not too mention that cute brown face of hers with those furry white ears made her look even more cute.

%Marco's delusions Unlocked%- - - - - -

The biggest problem he was facing was the fact he couldn't stop picturing what it must look like to bury his cock deep into her mouth now. Luckily, he had his second guardian to help him stay somewhat alert enough to not be killed by the lewd thoughts creeping into his mind.

"You're strong. But you play around too much. The queen has already marked you as the 14th. But it's my job to make sure you understand...that being a holy wielder is lot more than just cunning and strength." She held out one of her arms and Marco squinted as he watched a series of golden particles beginning to gather there.

"Being one of us means you are prepared to die for the kingdom. To die for the cause. And of course...to surrender to the Golden Light...the truest Guardian of this world."

*Shreeeeeeeeeee*

Marco felt a terrible aura. For the first time today he instantly summoned both of his guardians and allowed his Qi to skyrocket to its optimum level.

"Kasumi...Belle...It's time."

"Yes master"

"Yes perverted one"

*Belle-Matured Form*

(*Kasumi - Lesser form)

A pink hue formed against his two hands. Marco activated Kasumi's void & Time abilities and circled around the beast woman with a speed so quick that even the beast woman showed brief signs of shock, that was until the golden particles in her hand finally formed.

A large wall of light rose to the heavens before it gently filtered away leaving behind a glittering golden axe. Marco's hands started to move so fast he was leaving afterimages which gave off the illusion he had four arms.

Pink smoke rushed fourth around him and swiftly moved to cover the entire arena. Once he had successfully created a smoke screen. A cruel smile briefly formed against his mouth, but whilst he tried to capture small breaths for a moment, he felt that same feeling of impeding dread again.

'Shit! Kasumi-void arrow'

A flaming dark blue arrow appeared in his grasp, he aimed towards the gust of smoke and fired without a second thought. But at the same time an air splintering sound echoed and a tall golden half moon flashed across the arena and almost tore through the entire space between them.

*WHOOOOOSH!*

Instantly blowing away any traces of the pink smoke along with half of the arena's floor .

Marco slapped his two palms together and whilst the aftershock sent his body flying across the arena floor he slowly pulled his palms away creating a thin arrow made out of dark flames.

Once his arms had been pulled away wide enough, and the black arrow was as long as a spear now. Marco took hold of it, halted in his movements, drew his arm as far back as it could go, before he tossed the sinister black javelin towards the golden pillar rising menacingly towards the heavens.

*CRACKLE-CRASH!*

The golden light shattered like glass upon impact. Revealing the unscathed Beast woman who casually started to stroll towards him. The golden axe in her hand had grown almost thrice over in size, and was emitting an ethereal golden hue like tiny small angels were singing.

Her Holy hear had only been out for a few minutes and Marco already understood he held no chance in defeating that weapon with the tools he currently had at his disposal. Thankfully, he wasn't actually supposed to win this fight. And simply just needed to survive. He could hear her sniggering from the distance whilst she approached.

"You're quite the cunning fellow...strong...cunning. I hate men like that...so perhaps I should take your life and spare the crown from adopting a conniving son?"

Marco closed his two eyes and started to regulate his breathing. He found his focus and snapped his eyes open. He held out his two arms again.

'Kasumi...double void arrow.' He commanded.

And just like before a large flame coated bow appeared with an arrow in his grasp. He knocked the arrow in place and fired two fast whizzing projectiles towards the approaching powerhouse.

She didn't even flinch, but merely waited for the two arrows to close in before swatting them away lazily using the flat side of the majestically golden Axe.

Her expressionless eyes softened a little as she exhaled a breath aloud.

"This is boring...I'm going to end this. Which means you will fail." The moment she spoke those words Marco held out his hands and snapped his two fingers. A cruel smile was drawn against his handsome features.

"My first arrow...guess where it went?" After countless days cultivating his battle arts, he finally perfected sending and bringing things back and fourth from the void space. A dimension where Kasumi's power reigns supreme.

The beast womans eyes flashed open as she spun around as quickly as she could, just about catching the sight of the sudden arrow bearing upon her.

Just when Marco thought he had succeeded he watched in despair as she released a guttural roar, so mightily that he felt the ground beneath him quake.

*BOOOOOOOOM* A golden aura surged out from her body

Not for the first time, a clash of opposing powers had a created a thunderous shockwave erupting from the arena. The crowds gasps were choked in their throats as they felt a tremendous blowback of gust and debris flying everywhere. Marco paid little to no concern for the people. He already understood just how precise he needed to be to survive this.

'Cough-cough-Belle...n-now it's time.'

'Yes master Belle is ready!'

A pink hue appeared against Marco's two hands again, he reached towards his hip and took hold of two silver polished daggers. As soon as he touched them the pink gassy agent covered them whole. Marco circulated his Qi into his soles before he shot forward towards the disaster.

He had been eagerly waiting for this moment from the very beginning . But he still remained collected, steeling his thoughts and feelings into a single place. A single mishap spelt disaster. He was fast enough to close the gap between them in a few blinks. Now he was so close he could smell her strong scent, which was surprisingly more pleasant to what he expected from a martial specimen.

Again he steeled his mind and swung his blades as fast as he could. He felt a sudden notion to flee, but he grit his teeth and continued. Only he and his guardians understood the true purpose of this reckless exchange...

***

"TIMES UP!"

The crowd were deftly quiet. Unable to capture a clear view of what the verdict was on the stage. The dust and crackling debris only just started to settle. A few guards stood around the outer ring of the deep hole enclosed around the ring. They gave one another a knowing nod before swinging their swords in unison towards the arena, clearing away the rest of the gathered smoke.

The ring was finally revealed to the anxiously awaiting crowd. Strings of gasps appeared as one by one they saw two figures standing on adjacent sides of the ring. The Elf was still alive, he had survived the 7 minutes which meant...

"HAIL THE QUEEN HADA!

HAIL THE KINGDOM OF LUCIEN!

AND HAIL...THE NEW HOLY WEILDER...THE 14TH!"

*Roars and cheers erupted*

Marco clutched at his left shoulder. His arm hung almost lifelessly to his side, lathered in cuts and fresh wounds. Blood and charred ash almost covered his entire skin. But despite his pitiful state, his eyes were filled with triumph and a terrible grin. He imagined his face must look quite perverted if anyone could see it closely.

'M-master...did you?'

'Shh...let's see if it worked.'

Marco subtly opened his right hand, there was an empty vile with traces of purple dark blueish liquid inside.

The real reason he had chosen such a reckless plan was solely for this modified new potion he had picked up from Winston earlier this morning. If the cursed mark worked as perfectly as he assumed it it had done. Then expanding the potency of the accursed potion was naturally going to be their next focus. And the way Marco saw it, if he could control the Beast Kingdom, then toppling the five sects was going to be a smoother task.

This part of the plan was something mentioned briefly by chief Razziel. But his fathers orders were clear, find a way to subdue the Elven Queen first. Marco wasn’t going to reveal all the secrets of the cursed mark, well…not until he had as much fun as had.

Once the dust finally cleared. Standing not too far away across the ring was the bronze skinned Amazonian beast woman. The aftershock had left her white messy hair blowing with the wind crazily. Much to Marco’s annoyance she looked relatively unscathed. Noticing only a subtle red line across her chiseled abdomen.

Her eyes still hadn’t changed from their usual lackluster gaze. But there was also something foreign encircled within them, a slight indifference hidden beneath those vacant bright eyes. She removed her gaze away from him and looked at a particular small area in the crowd. Marco’s brow slightly moved once he understood who else would’ve been in attendance.

‘The Queen? No…not just her…the 13.’

Marco closed his two eyes and activated Kasumi’s eagle eye. Once he slowly opened his gaze he could vividly see the stern faces of the golden 13 sat on a special row away from the crowd.

They were clothed in their regal wears and expensive cut armors. But his main interest was the seat a little away from them. The one covered with a slightly see-through veil. He felt his heart stir in excitement once he saw her.

‘Heheh…Queen Hada. Just you wait….’

Marco couldn’t forget his first encounter with the revered Queen. He had never been so humiliated in his entire life. **** was guaranteed to those who wronged him.

%Marco's Memory%- - - - - -

His focus was suddenly disturbed by the increased sounds of the surrounding crowds cheers and vocal roars.

‘Oh right…I survived.’ He took a careful look around the arena. For some strange reason it had only just dawned upon him how many people were inside here. Marco didn’t really care whether or not these people were here nor there though. But since he had achieved two things he had set out to do, he was feeling rather relaxed.

‘They love me now that I’ve prevailed- but if I failed and was crushed to a pulp, they would rejoice jubilantly. Tsk! Fucking idiots.’

He felt a cold gaze fixed upon him, one which swiftly drew his attention back towards the fearsome opponent he had just engaged with.

The beast woman was walking towards him, her footsteps steady and graceful. She drew closer and closer, her large breasts jiggling subtly along . Marco couldn’t help admiring her well built and yet incredibly alluring body. She was in all actuality- a work of art.

Once she finally drew near enough for her lovely primal scent to fill his nostrils. Marco slightly tensed up noticing those cat like eyes gazing emptily at his useless arm. Dutifully reminding of the state his arm was in. He couldn’t truly celebrate this win, knowing if this was a real duel he would’ve been slain.

“Well done…here catch.” She tossed a palm sized pouch towards him. Marco caught it with his free hand and carefully pried apart the binding rope. A waft of scented herbs swiftly filled his nostrils. His eyes widened a little out of shock, by memory he recognized the high quality of the herbs inside. They were used a source to aid instant recovery.

"H-hey...Th-thanks...you think we could-" Before he had a chance to say anything more she had already walked straight passed him, towards the exit. A wry smile creased across his lips.

'Belle?'

'Yes Master...'

An unseen swash of violet encircled within the pool of Marco's Jade eyes. The world fell into a scene of bright and blurry colours. As he watched the departing sturdy back of the beast woman. The corners of his mouth slightly curled upwards as he saw a familiar cursed symbol etched against her abdomen. This time however, the symbol was a sparkling midnight blue. Confirming the cursed potions made specifically for the beast kind...was a success.

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Marco's Curse Mark Scale

Zia = ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (Complete Obedience and loyalty)

Threyja = ❤️❤️❤️(Curse matured/Deeply desires/Easily swayed/Still holds pieces of Morals)

Keihana = ❤️ (Infected)

Eleanor = ❤️ (Infected)

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"Ouch...N-not so tight! Damn-it just give it here i'll do it myself." Marco was **** to yell from the excruciating pain running up and down his arm. There was an old man standing on his left hand side, dressed in aged brown robes carrying a silver tray filled with his utensils and medical apparatus.

He was trembling now and again whilst he finally finished the struggle of applying the gauze over Marco's arm. He was supposed to have to wear it for only a single day. His body was by far strong enough to heal these sort of injuries fairly quickly. But he discovered being struck by the Qi radiating off a Holy Gear was something far more sinister than he initially realized. 'Good thing she gave me those herbs. I might've passed out from the pain without them. Hmm...now I cant stop thinking about her. Fuck- I'm getting excited again.'

He took another swig of the mauled wine he had one of the servants fetch him. Currently he was enclosed inside of a damp and narrow room, seated on one of the wooden crates filled with clanging iron. The Queen had requested he was taken to the Golden Halls once his injuries were healed. There would be haste in order for him to go through the Gold Rank ceremony.

The old man wiped the sweat off his head and gave him a curt bow. Marco was too disinterested to care and shooed him away. He couldn't wait to take a much needed bath. Most of his clothes had been ruined due to the battle. So he currently had on a silk robe over his bare chiseled torso. He gathered his things before he proceeded out of this tight room which was starting to suffocate him a little. Marco walked out the door but was suddenly frozen in place once he caught sight of the figure standing not so far away from the room .

"Huh...Threyja?" He said with confusion riddled across his face.

Leaning against the wall was the buxom and slenderly tall legged Elf he was perhaps quite happy to see right now, Threyja had her two arms folded whilst her stare seemed affixed into nowhere, until Marco made his presence known which startled her free from her day dream. Her eyes filled with seriousness...more so than usual. But Marco could see the feint notion of doubt flickering within eyes when she stared at him.

"W-We...We need to talk" She said firmly.

Marco heard her words but was too engrossed with those lovely firm breasts of hers, concealed beneath her thin clothes. His cock instantly got hard again and he could feel a bulge beneath his trousers fighting to break free. Just staring at her reminded him of that incredible time he had with her. Taking her virginity and fucking her tight pussy so hard he released such large amounts of cum he was afraid he would have none left.

"Ah Frey-frey looking for another round so soon? I thought our previous encounter left you unable to walk for a while if I remember."

He saw her cheeks turn red instantly, but her brows narrowed ever more. She was annoyed.

"St-stop it. I know what you did" She said slightly irritated. Marco was a little surprised by those words. He felt his heart even tremble slightly, lowering his gaze and noticing she was wearing gloves again. 'There's no way she found out about the cursed potions?...And I've fucked her so why is she still not begging for my cock.' His eyes narrowed slightly as he inspected Threyja's body a little more.

'Activate Ero Sight Belle'

Marco's vision suddenly changed and he could now see Threyja's heat signature. More specifically her arousal levels around her erogenous zones. As expected he could see a large amount of pink particles gathered around her two bountiful breasts and between her legs as well.

'Don't tell me her will is this strong? Interesting...hehehe'

"Why are you starting at me like that...Confess! I know you did something strange to me...?" she yelled

Marco held his two hands up in protest "I have done nothing of the sort Frey-Frey, I merely tried to help your urges...afterall, we are Elves and it is not unusual for our sexual appetite to awaken during these years and also-"

"Enough! I know that's...that's not true. Yes it isn't unusual for Elves around our age to have some...problems when it comes to all of that. But it should never be this bad. You can fool me Marco but you cant fool a master! And my master is assured something is wrong. I've...I've been cursed, tainted and its all your fault."

Marco felt his deepened brow growing more inwardly. She was too smart enough to keep fooling, and despite his careful planning she must've recognized something had changed after they slept together.

"I've thought about this long and hard and it had to have been you...no one else would gain anything from me being like this, no one but you!. Why...wh-why would you turn me into this." Tears welled within her eyes, Marco felt annoyed seeing that.

'Why the fuck are you so sad? I fucked you so good didnt I? we had a good time as well so why the fuck are you still acting like I disgust you.'

He wasn't sure if it was the slight pain coursing through his veins or if it was his jealously finally spewing fourth. But that face of the Half Elf with blond dreadlocks appeared within his mental. And an untold rage piqued within him.

Marco took a step forward, he moved like a blur and grabbed Threyja by her arm. Before she could react he pulled her close and bit hard into her neck

"n-n-no..arh...aa-sst-stop let me go!" She screamed, he felt her Qi intensifying as she was readying for an attack.

"BELLE AROUSAL 90%" he roared almost deranged

He saw Threyja stammering words out of confusion to his sudden outburst. But then...

*SHREEEEEEEEEEEE*

He felt the power bubbling only moments ago instantly leave her body. Marco capitalized on her weakness and squeezed her tightly before he twisted around and pinned her against the wall.

Threyja's mouth **** open upon the harsh impact against her back. Seeing another opportunity Marco quickly moved his mouth forwards and wrapped it over her own. He **** his tongue into her mouth and ordered Belle to use her arousal powers again.

'Perverted one...you mustn't go so far.'

'Belle! I order you to apply your arousal 90% again! do you understand me!

'Y-y-es Mast Belle understands'

Shreeeeeeeee

Suddenly Threyja's eyes snapped open and her once troubling stare was suddenly devoid of any emotion. Marco saw the window towards his opportunity and lunged his tongue into her mouth. Forcing her tongue to engage in a slimy lewd entanglement

"Ahn!...Hn...hnnng...Eung ❤️ Slurp...Chewp ❤️...Chewp❤️...mmm..."

After a lengthy and passionately rough kiss, Marco pulled his mouth away, allowing a string of saliva to remain between them. He stared into Threyjas eyes. They were completely filled with lust and excitement. Not a shred of her previous stout will remained.

"You see Frey-Frey you just wanted to fill good didnt you..."

"Auh...huh..Ah...M-marco..wh-what...di-d..yo..."

"shhh...Look...I bet you're soaking wet down there. Thinking about what happened the last time we was together. Look I'll show you..." He moved his hand deeper into her panties. Feeling her partially shaved hairs just above her pink folds. Even the hairs along the way were drenched, and once he made it to her desired sweet spot he felt his fingers meeting something incredibly wet as though she had peed herself, he could hear the squelching sounds anytime he rubbed her clit.

"M-marco...AH! pl-please...d-dont."

"Tsk you're still defiant. Do you know how long I've waited for this Frey Frey. How long I had to sit idly by and watch you chasing after that disgusting cripple! Listen...I am glad he's dead. And I toast the fellow who killed him if I could. Since he's gone you've only discovered your true self. And this is who you are. Admit it...You love it when I dig my fingers deep like this...

"Ahhhh-n-no...I-i...D-dont ❤️" Squeltch Squeltch

"Or when I move deeper and twirl them like this..."

"Nyaaaaa-pl-please...Marco...I'm begging you...st-stop"

"Or how about when I pinch your nipples and flick your clit like this..."

"N-no-nooo ❤️ NYAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh❤️ ❤️ ❤️" SQUIRTTTTTTT FWISCHHHHHHH!"

Threyja's body convulsed harshly as she drenched his entire hand along with her panties and her skirt. He could see liquid dribbling down her thighs excessively.

"Fufufu Frey-Frey look at the mess you've made. Not too worry, I'm here to make everything feel better. Come on...We can use this room." Marco wiped her juices across her mouth, before he too placed his fingers against his tongue.

Marco didn't wait for her eyes to return back to normal so he gently dragged her towards the storage closet and hastily bolted the door behind them. His cock was so hard he couldn't wait a second longer.

* Read Threyja V.2 For continuation *