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Chapter 44
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Roar of The Winning Punch
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We are not long out of town, when the woods suddenly go dark. The good lady moon no longer shines on us, and The Raven Lady that now dead goddess of light, claims us.
Or so it seems
This darkness is not her darkness, it is no complete.
It's not even dark.
It's simply nothing.
Then something.
A handsome man in a red suit, with a sinewey lizard tail is suddenly before me, leaned against a table upon which sits a scale. "Hey there." He grins revealing fangs like a snake. I now notice he has no ears only fins like a fish, or the frills of a lizard.
"Hey." I say cautiously.
"Are you a prince?" I say cautiously. "Usually when I end up in this void it's thank to a prince, but you don't look..."
"Yes and no." He says, still smiling at me. "I'm a child of Bellowyn." He gives a bowl. "Herr'Aldeen at your service."
I eye him wearily. "I'm not familiar with that name." I say slowly.
"I'm one of mother's newest additions. Added after your cult went into hiding."
I squint some more. "Why would the goddess not inform us of such joyous news." A new prince was, why that's a new holiday. A new god. What splendid news."
"I'm a runt." He says casually shrugging and leaning back on the table. "Not enough oomf to be a real prince, a real god. I'm just a pencil pusher I'm afraid."
"I see." It's a terrible realization. The goddess is very weak, nearly dead I'd say. If one of her own children doesn't even hold a divine spart. "I'm sorry." I find myself saying.
"Oh don't be." He waves me away. "It's a wretched game my siblings play, and I'd rather not be a part of it. Mother keeps me close, and safe." He gestures to the table. "I'm much more interested in helping you."
"I like you already."
He winks. "Good man." He spreads his hand out over the table. With a flick of his hand he produces a single gold coin, and places on the scale. The scale does not budge, heavily weighed to the other side, despite the pan being empty. “You’ve been a herald for three months and have accumulated 143 points of corruption, in other words a single human soul.”
“Not bad huh?” I grin.
“You are pound for pound the worst herald Bellowyn has ever produced.”
I deflated. “What? There are heralds who only lasted a few weeks!”
“More souls less time.” Herr’aldeen said plains. “Regardless you have reached your first milestone so you are to be rewarded.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“This boon will help you greatly, straight from the mother herself. Henceforth whenever you gain your first point of corruption from a person, it will always produce a boon.”
“Wow.” My eyes went wide. “I’m humbled by the power of the goddess. The princes will be pleased.” Imagine how much progress I could make with that. Truly the goddess is looking over me!
“Impressed yet still disrespectful, if you think these are the limits of her power.”
“Never.” I cough. “Bellowyn can envelope the world.”
“Indeed.” He straightens up. “You next boon will not come until you’ve earned mother five human souls, but for each soul you do procure, she shall upgrade a gift given by one of her children.”
“Upgrade?” What a decidedly non-archaic word.
“Indeed, each gift given by her children can be upgraded twice. Each tier providing more intense effects.”
Interesting, exciting. “Can I get an example?”
“No.” He smile. “But you can learn from experience. You’ve earned five visits from my siblings. For the Monster Slayer Elizabeth you’ve enhanced her breasts, and collard her. For the alchemist to be Daliah you’ve given her the alchemist’s familiar transformation. Then we have your Mage, Melli gifted with Tantric and a penchant for threesomes. Which do you wish to see upgraded?”
“Can I know what the upgrade will do?”
“It’s a mystery. Driven by the fickle desires of the mother. To set an upgrade in stone would be to sculpt a statue from smoke.”
“Understood.”
What to upgrade?
Elizabeth’s boobs, could always be bigger…
Then again her slavery to me wasn’t complete. She still had that smart mouth. Maybe upgrading the collar would give me more control or at least more corruption. Now that she had **** but to obey ther corruption was slow going.
Daliah I had yet to use. It was probably my most useful skill, and would only grow more powerful with an upgrade, but I still think she’s more useful to me as a spy.
Then there’s Melli. I won’t see her for a while. Any upgrade to her will be out of my sight and control. Still she wasn’t a loyal servant, anything to ply her to my side might be beneficial.
What an exciting dilemma.
Elizabeth
Mommy Milkers - Bigger Boobies
Collard - ****-like obedience so long as she is collard.
Daliah
Alchemist’s Familiar- Able to recreate the last potion she drank.
Melli
Tantric Magic - Gains mana with each orgasm.
Three’s a magic number - preference for threesomes and throuples.
Post your vote for which skill to upgrade in the comments. The choice will be revealed Friday. Also feel free to suggest what the upgrade will do.
Also since we’re commenting, thoughts on me providing character sheets for key characters? I’m starting to accumulate a lot of stuff for these guys.
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Prophets and Perversions
Comedy and Corruption in a land of fantasy
The cult of Bellowyn has long hid in the shadows from proper society. The gods and all their prudish followers just aren't very supportive of a society of demon-worshipping sex addicts. Well, no more! Bellowyn has appointed a new prophet to spread her religion, and educate the criminally repressed citizens of the land the true pleasures of life. Join your fellow readings in steering the prophet's decisions as he transforms the world. Lead him to a terrible glory, or perhaps just a terrible end. If he dies we'll just have to wait for the next prophet to pick up where he left.
Updated on Dec 1, 2025
by Roar of The Winning Punch
Created on Sep 18, 2021
by Roar of The Winning Punch
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