Purified

Hours later, you wake up. With a startled gasp, you sit up only to see that you're in your room again, back at your house. Looking down at yourself, you realize that your body has regained its human appearance. Your skin no longer has a dark purple hue to it and your chest no longer sports tiny breasts. Your cock has returned to its normal size. You look normal, all things told and someone could've mistaken everything that had happened to you as a bad dream... but you know none of it was a nightmare. Everything did happen.

Looking up, you're embarrassed to admit you let out a squeak of surprise when you realize there's someone inside the room with you. Sitting on your desk chair is a small girl who looks no more than eight. When she notices your awakening, she speaks. "Ah, hero, you are awake! I cleansed you the corruption caused by - ahem, Lilin's deeds. However, it was spreading so fast and powerfully that I had to use much of my power to revert you back. I've lost most of my divine powers and form due to this."

With wide eyes, you can only sit there and mull over her words. It appears the woman that saved you really was a Goddess. Who else could have dealt with the corruption Lilin had been putting inside your body?

"Thank you, I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't saved me," you tell her with a grateful look. Delighted that you're back to normal, you run your hands over your body to make sure everything is where it should be. You're about to call it a successful checkup when your hands brush over the tiny little tail sprouting from above your ass. The small jolt that shoots up your spine is so sudden you flinch instinctively.

The goddess grimaces as you run your hand over it. "That one I couldn't cleanse, the corruption has set too deeply there for anything to be done. Be careful of that hero, the mark will cause you to think, uh... earthly thoughts and make you more susceptible to being corrupted."

You shudder at the thought. You'd rather not think on what that might lead to. Deciding to focus on something else, you inquire who she is, though you already have a good guess, which she promptly confirms. "I am the Goddess Alusia, I've been in hiding for the last couple of eons after being presumed dead. When the Order fell, I fell with it." The look on her face as she informs you of this is hard, yet full of sorrow. What must it be like, you wonder, to see an entire organization dedicated to you and preserving order in the world fall? "But there's no time to mope right now! The Old Gods are back and if left unchecked, they will warp this realm into a sex crazed pit of **** and hate just like eons ago before they were sealed. We must create a new Order, rally our forces and drive back Lilin and her forces!"

Though you nod, your little demonic tail twitches at the mention of the she-demon's and you swear you can almost feel the ghostly sensation of her cock slowly inserting itself in you. You shudder slightly.

"Y-yes of course, but where do we even start?"

Alusia looks at you dejectedly. "That hero, I do not know. Lilin must be vanquished or sealed again, but I suspect the other Old Gods will stand in our way to her. For now, you must take up arms and head out into your world. The minions of the Old Gods are already running amok, but your grandpa prepared well, this mansion will serve as a sanctuary with its supplies and special barriers. Save who you can and bring them here. We will need to bolster our numbers before we can truly take the fight to Lilin's demons."

"Are we really starting this campaign with no resources?" you ask, feeling the weight of this daunting task settle over your shoulders. You're only one person, one guy with no real fighting skills! Surely the demons are thousands or even millions, what can you do against that?!

Alusia hesitates, a troubled look on her face. "Well... I once had retainers to my name. Angelic beings with a shard of my divinity that formed the Court of Angels around me. They were the vanguard of the army of light, the stalwart shield against the tidal wave of corruption eons ago. When the Order fell and I had to go in hiding, I lost contact with them. Your plea reached me through the twisting paths of the ether, but I'm still unable to establish connection with them... if they are even still alive," Alusia adds as an afterthought with a morose look in the end.

"Then, if you can manage to contact these angels, they will help?"

"Yes, but don't count on them yet. For now, we must act without taking them into account," Alusia finishes with a grim look. Raising her hands, a sword materializes upon Alusia's hands with a flash of light before she passes it to you. The sword glows, gleaming with a silvery light and etched with blue runes across the blade. It's surprisingly light in your hands, all things considered. "This is Mourning Light, a sword wielded only in times of great need. Now more than ever, we will need of its edge and powers. This is my sword of heroes and it is only right you wield it."

Though her figure is small and frail, her words and confidence bolster your sense of purpose. You will not let these horrors ruin your world. You will fight and you will win! You will defeat any and all demons that cross your path, all the way up to Lilin herself!

Good luck with that slut, a voice rings in your head and you falter just for just a second, but you ignore it and forge ahead. The world outside awaits.

Notes: Chapter edited [22/03/2021] - Spectre.exe - Added content regarding the Court of Angels, to bring it in line with future chapters already published.