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Chapter 34 by Zaofan Zaofan

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Violet

Thorjen POV

His footsteps echoed eerily throughout the spacious grand hall. The blanket of darkness had completely taken away his sight but luckily he had the azure-colored ball of fire Geary conjured, to at least see the little he could.

Thorjen hadn't experienced a hidden floor before. He had of course heard a great deal about them from some of the elders from the Azure Feather sect, but most of what was known about them, came from the mouths of people who had either claimed they knew someone who found one or heresy.****

‘Julien won't believe me once I tell him about this. I wonder if there are any treasures I can take back...maybe even Threyja might need some help with cultivation.’

_****_At the mention of Threyja he couldn’t help feeling a little guilty knowing what had happened between he and Geary during these past few days.

‘I’ll have to talk to her about it...sigh...what's gotten into me these days.’

He still wasn’t sure what was going on within his body. But the more he cultivated the art the guardian of chaos taught him, the more he was feeding into these unusual desires.

He turned towards the strikingly seductive figure beside him. His mind filled with so many questions, he wondered if he would ever overcome the troubles stacked against him.

Geary had already caught on to his look and returned the gaze soon enough.

“Remember what I told you before Thorj. You can trust me...I...I won't let you down.”

Thorjen felt the sincerity from her words and couldn’t help releasing a defeated sigh in response. There was an awful lot of things troubling him at this moment. And he wanted to do nothing more than simply pour out his woes to someone close to him or scream out in frustration by how cruel he felt the world was. His entire family, his loved ones and all his friends were living their lives right now thinking he was dead. And ever since he learned that truth Thorjen felt his heart aching terribly. Would they even remember him? Had things changed? had they changed? what about if something had happened to them as well? He would never be able to say goodbye to them ever again.

Geary was the only one he could rely on right now.

As much as it pained him also to do the things he had done with her, she made him forget about the pain and the sorrow he was feeling.

“I... just need to say...” And with that he began narrating his deepest feelings towards the only person he felt could understand him right now.

Thorjen talked for a while about his deepest feelings and all the troubles surrounding him. Geary listened whilst they strolled through the silent darkness. It was a tough one sided conversation as Thorjen continued to unveil the roots of his problems stemming back to his youth. Somehow in the space of 30 minutes he had expressed most of the traumas leading up to this stage.

“Thorj...Thorjen we cant change the footprints we’ve left behind, but the days ahead are yet to be written in stone. You have to look towards the future and grow accordingly to the battles you’ve been through. I don’t know if you’re ready to hear this but...you should give up becoming a knight.”

Thorjen’s brow instinctively narrowed.

‘W-why is she saying that? She knows how much I want to become a knight ’

“I’m not trying to pour cold water on your dreams. On the contrary, I just believe your talents may not just be in the realm you choose to find strength in. By no means will I hold it against you if you still will to continue on your journey as a knight Thorjen...hahaha I guess I'll always just be bias towards magic!” Geary playfully twirled her wand making the ball of fire dancing around Thorjens curious gaze.

“Magic is the salt of this world Thorj. Study and grow your strength in the world of iron and battle if you choose. But in your heart, in the deepest part of your soul. Allow magic to bloom freely.”

‘Magic...’ He remembered what his mother had planned for him. ‘Perhaps I should listen to them both and steer my focus towards it.’ Thorjen started pondering deeply about the choices ahead, and what would be the best possible route for him to take to advance his cultivation state.

The darkness suddenly turned extremely cold. “Thorjen...look over there” Geary steered his attention towards something ahead of them. He was surprised to see what looked like a large slab of broken grey stone with moving symbols coated in blue fire glimmering along the grey stone.

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‘Wait...why does this feel...familiar.’ Those words almost spoke to his heart. Strange it seemed, how during his life he encountered similar incidents like this one before, where a strange feeling of DeJa'Vu would wash over him and he could almost place certainty on having met these strange runes beforehand.

Geary curiously approached the stone before slowly stretching out her hand. Thorjen felt something unsettling crawling up his spine. He moved swiftly without thinking and grabbed her arm back before her fingertips could touch the stone.

“N-no! Don’t touch that...I... I don’t know why but I don’t think you should....”

Thorjen felt a wave of baleful emotions suddenly descend upon his entire being. He felt a darkness running deeply into his bones rendering his entire body unable to move a single inch. The corners of his vision started to fill with a deep darkness. And in moments he found himself staring into darkness. Thorjen heard a cackling dark voice rising from the world of shadows surrounding him.

“Did you forget...” a sinister voice asked

“kukuku...Oh? You aren’t the one...”

Thorjen felt a terrible premonition, he twisted his neck around the lightless world but saw nothing but darkness...only his heavy breaths filtered into his own ears.

“Wh-who are you...where...where am I?”

“Where is he? The one who made me?”

Thorjen felt that same baleful aura descending again. This time it arrived with a quake which sent the entire dark world shaking uncontrollably. He felt the darkness falling, the entire world was collapsing...something was trying to consume him. There was a sense of despair, something told him he was being dragged through the doors of ****. But just before the expected outcome arrived...he felt a familiar feeling of deviance almost igniting from the depths of his heart.

The red bead was responding again and it started to rattle with vigor before he felt something crackle and burst fourth inside of him.

Thorjen roared mightily whilst a strange crimson light erupted out from his mouth.

“Hoo? I see...well...if it’s someone like you...I suppose you...qualify....study my rune...the door will open once you’ve mastered it.”

Before the darkness enclosed his fading consciousness, Thorjen could've sworn he saw saw a pair of burning violet eyes.

The dark room swiftly subsided.

“Thor...”

“thorjen....thorjen wake up...”

*Gasp*

Thorjen rose from his slumber clutching his chest in fright, feeling his racing heart beating non stop. He said nothing and merely awaited for his frantic heartbeats to lessen

Geary stared into his eyes with a deep look of concern, “Y-you collapsed suddenly...are you ok?” She asked with a voiced laced with concern.

Thorjen sighed beneath his heavy breaths, Rubbing his temples whilst pondering on that feeling which almost suffocated him. ‘It keeps happening again.’

“What do you see?” she asked him after a few moments of silence.

Thorjen couldn’t say himself why he knew this thing was bad, in fact he almost felt that something deep inside of him was screaming at him to flee. ‘But why does it feel just like...when I was trapped with Mastramundus in that prison.’ Thorjen suddenly remembered where he had felt this similar feeling beforehand.

During his cultivation with the guardian of chaos, there were moments when he was sitting in a sea of nothingness. And being **** to cultivate an immeasurable mass of darkness. ‘Yes, that’s why this feels like...nothingness and hatred. But perhaps with my cultivation...’ Before he acted Thorjen turned towards Geary with a question.

“Your magic...you said we can all communicate with the others? Can you ask them what they’re seeing.” Thorjen noticed a mischievous and slightly embarrassed look appeared across her gaze.

“S-sure...ahem” Geary flicked her wand a few times and a gentle light hum sound appeared from the bright azure light hovering between them.

Strange noises began filtering out into the open

“Ahhhhhhh! So rough...mmm! Ooough! So goooood...ahhhhhh-I’m cumming!”

“hmmm...slurp...glurg...mmm...glok...urgh...gurgle....slurpppp....hmmmm-your cock tastes so good.”

Geary flicked her wand again and the lewd strange sounds ended. Thorjen was speechless, he stood motionless almost unsure of what to do with himself at this moment.

‘We’re still trying to complete the hidden floor...and that’s what they’re doing?’

“hahaha your face is priceless. Don’t overthink things Thorjen we’re all grownups with needs and desires. I’m...I'm surprised you're not trying to...do things with me considering all the things I've heard about Elves and...sex.” She spoke those last few words shyly.

Thorjen noticed her cheeks blushing as well. As always, he felt as though he couldn’t get a read on this woman at all.

“We should give them some time to...finish up. For now, we can use these moments to relax and gather more information on how and why you understand those glyphs.” Geary suggested. Thorjen nodded, thinking her suggestion made the most probable sense at this point.

Geary quickly used her magic to create a big enough bubble which enclosed them inside their own world. What was strange was the sudden change in scenery as soon as the magic had been completed. He was no longer surrounded by darkness and instead was looking at a very cozy looking room, with red walls and soft floors beneath his feet. Thorjen was speechless at the extent of Geary's magic. He marveled at the cozy room he was now standing in, noticing a large bed in the center with soft purple duvet covers and large fluffy pillows. He turned around, eager to query her on her magic. Then he caught Geary standing right behind him with her face covered in blushes, revealing a look of excitement mixed in with a cute shyness.

Thorjen was a little caught off guard, his instinct was to step away but Geary swiftly grabbed hold of him his wrist and in the same movement brought her body close to his own.

He felt her firm large breasts pressing against him. Thorjen wasn’t sure how to react and ended up not knowing where to place his hands. Geary took charge and hugged him tightly whilst gently pushing him towards the bed until they both collapsed onto it.

She smothered him near enough with her large bosoms. Thorjen tried to take control of the situation but instead found his will slowly leaving his body. Geary moved her mouth towards his own and started to nibble at his lips, giving him playful kisses before she slowly inserted her tongue inside. Shortly after their tongues were engaging in a slimy lewd tangle.

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Very quickly their clothes were practically being torn away from their bodies.

Thorjen couldn't stop his body from reacting to her sensual touch. Geary seemed to ignite this otherworldly primal instinct within him. One which led him to desire to devour her entire being.

Geary undressed them both until they were both naked . Thorjen couldn't remove his eyes away from her large full breasts and incredibly curvaceous figure. Her dark pink nipples were hard, and just observing them alone was enough to make his cock throb with intent.

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She started to smooth and jerk his cock until his rod pulsated with with pre cum slowly oozing out from his tip. Geary placed her warm mouth over his gland and started to suck and twirl her tongue around his head. She lowered half of his meaty rod into her mouth and bobbed her head up and down, growing faster and deeper until Thorjen felt her warm sticky saliva oozing down his veiny shaft.

"Mwah! *plop* "you're so...big" She plopped his thick cock out from her mouth and climbed on top. She held his slimy cock in place before she slowly lowered her wet pussy onto his thick cock.

Her pussy slowly slid onto his meaty rod. Thorjen felt a heavenly sensation running through his entire body. Her pussy was like a sleek and wet vice grip. Making his mind fall in a deep sea of lust. never had he he felt something feeling so good.

*Shlick* -*plap*

"ah-ah...auhhhhh...so...so...deep...mmh" Geary slowly started to roll her hips back and fourth, jumping up and down whilst her body smacked against Thorjen.

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*plap-smack-plap-slap* Geary started to increase her pace, jumping up and down with a crazed expression. Thorjen felt a sensation building against his abdomen. He reached his two hands forwards and grabbed hold of the two large mounds of flesh bouncing obscenely in front of him.

*pap-pap-pap"

"Ahhhh-yeah-yeah....f-fuck meeeeeeeee...ahhhhhh"

Thorjen felt her body go rigid and her wet hole suddenly tightened against his member so hard he felt himself on the brink of climaxing.

*squishhhhhh-splash*

Geary lifted herself off from his cock and released a large fountain of her juices, wetting his entire lower body. The feeling was so great that Thorjen could no longer hold himself.

"Ergh...cu-cumminhhh" Geary quickly slammed her hips down in time as her pussy wrapped around Thorjens dick.

"Ahhhhhhhh....your cum...it's so warm....ahhh-yo-you're filling me up"

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"Guhhh ahhhhh"

He filled her tight and wet pussy with his thick amount of cum. Geary looked as though she had a second orgasm as well and eventually fell against his body..

They both lay there, panting vigorously whilst trying to gain their breaths back. Thorjen felt as though he had released all his pent up frustration. He turned slightly towards the sexy vixen. She was staring right at him with a crazed look which simply told him.

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'This was far from over.'

They engaged in each others bodies again after that, indulging in differing positions until Thorjen could no longer cum no more.

*****

Once Thorjen awoke from his slumber his pelvis was sore and his head felt groggy. He moved around noticing the scene around him had changed again. He was back inside the dark hall with ivory pillars. The eerie slab of stone covered in fiery blue runes sat in front of him once more. He looked around finding no one but himself.

'Where did she go...Geary?'

It was hard for him not to recall the night he had just had with her. On one hand it was probably one of the most amazing nights he had ever had, but on the other he felt a terrible sense of guilt thinking that he had surely done something wrong. 'How would...Threyja take the news....I-I would have to tell her once I get back.' Thorjen lifted himself off the floor and walked a little around the small illuminated area. She really wasnt nowhere to be seen. He felt a little troubled about being left alone here. But Thorjen couldn't do much about that.

He walked towards the slab of stone again and simply stood in front of it. HIs eyes remained fixed on those fiery blue runes. 'That voice from before...Perhaps?' Thorjen remembered something he was told by Mastramundus.

He decided to give it a go, he sat in front of the slab of tall stone, crossed his two legs and softly closed his two eyes. In moments he felt his body relaxing to the point he could sense the thin air around him. Just as he had thought, the darkness around him was strange. It also reminded him of that time he was cultivating the red bead within that peculiar dark space beside Mastramundus. Thorjen repeated the steps the same way he had done before. He freed his mind of his thoughts and focused on drawing the darkness around him. He felt the cold Qi clawing towards his heart, weary by his need to accept their dark matter and yet still unable to resist him. Thorjen gathered the Qi around his heart and just when the Qi itself threatened to cause his internals harm, he activated the red bead which gathered the darkness into its crimson light. Thorjen felt the bead pulsing like an organ eating away at nutrients.

'What is this...popping noises' Thorjen grimaced within the darkness and felt something changing again. His eyes...his sight felt odd as though the bead was sending all the gathered darkness up his throat and towards his eyes. He remained in the lotus position for a few minutes longer before he heard a distinctive cracking sound. Forcing his eyes to snap open.

Thorjen was shocked to find that the once thick shroud of darkness around him had changed. The darkness was broken into tiny floating blobs of ink. The view still wasn't the best, but he could see a lot more around this vast hall. The hall was the least of his surprises as he noticed those fiery blue runes forming a string of sentences he could now read.

*Dark Elven Blood inherited*

*Demon Eyes acquired*

'The dwarves thought they had it all figured out...but I hold the last laugh...I the trickster with the armor which never was.'

'Stupid Dwarves only the eyes birthed from hell can see the doors...the doors to my secret abode. To the unfortunate one who can read this...the key to my inheritance...loneliest set of eyes in the entire world'

"The loneliest eyes in the entire world" Thorjen mouthed without a second thought.

"GRrrrrrrrrrrrrr" the large slab of stone started to crack and rumble. The hall also reacted the same way before a deep blue crack trickled through the middle of the stone. Thorjen saw a brightening light being birthed from the crack within the slab of stone. He nervily rose to his feet. Unaware at first he eventually felt someone had arrived beside him.

"Yo-...you've done it." Geary softly spoke

Thorjen turned his gaze slightly, Geary's face told just how shocked she was also. He wanted to ask her where she had gone, but apart from noticing her hair was disheveled and she was sweating slightly. He was just glad that she was here now.

"is that..." he mouthed

"I think so...the inheritance...come on lets go inside. The others can wait."

Geary held his hand before she gently led him towards what looked like a distortion in space between the slab of stone.

Thorjen exhaled a gathered breath to calm himself down.

Once they passed through the air felt as though it had been sucked away. Thorjen gasped once he felt the air return to its normal state. He felt beads of sweat dotted against his forehead but something else caught his attention soon enough. They were in another spacious place, a cave of some sorts although it was a more polished and rather regal looking cave he had ever seen. There were countless glass monuments as tall as the high ceiling. And placed right at the end of this place was something crimson which he couldn't ignore.

It glimmered across its metallic sheen like polished diamonds. He walked closely and discovered it was a suit of crimson armour.

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"Well done Thorjen...you done it...you found it... a piece of his armor?"

"Hm? Whose armour?"

"The...The demon...*Gulp* The demon Kings...armour."

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