With a surprising twist.

An image comes up of a commanding elf, with… fairish skin? Maybe a little tanned? She is attractive, though her body language implies she’d be… difficult.

“First, we have the Mistress of the Songs of Heaven, a dark elf that turned her back on her heritage to masquerade as a light elf,” She nearly spits at this, giving me an opening to ask a question.

“Hold on… how can a dark elf pass for a light elf… aren’t they pretty obviously different at a glance?” I interject, going over the image looking for signs of dark elf…ness? I guess the red eyes?

“Yes… I keep overlooking that you humans are obsessed with superficial features. Dark elves and light elves are not a ‘race’ or subspecies like you assume. Those that humans from your world seem to presuppose are dark elves are called cave elves, or deep elves, while the ‘light’ elves are known as forest elves. To give context, when we arrived in this world, the elves, as well as their spirit cousins were compelled to pick sides. Those elves that sided with us, became the dark elves, a self-evident rationale, holding with the light elves. While there are certain changes we made to them, they are not visual, so they can conceal their heritage… And any dark elves not deep within our territory does so, as the light elves have made it a point to rectify the ‘sin’ of their ‘wayward’ siblings by butchering all the dark elves with… Irritating success towards that end.” She espouses with clear… distaste. Feeling that speaking would only further anger her, so I just nod, “Regardless, Elmeria Levantine is a formidable holy woman, and conceivably more so than any preceding entity in record. Immunity to status effects and all holy magic, with her own being easily tenfold as potent as the baseline. Her Song of Heaven can instantly ‘purify’ undead and dark-infused creatures not comparable to her own power. And naturally, her divine magic includes a plethora of divine empowerment and healing spells that makes her an essential target ‘lest you be enervated by a needlessly prolonged engagement.”

“Luckily her mental fortitude doesn’t match her magical induced endurance,” Carnachias chimes in, taking just a moment to look up from her work on whatever core she was cooking up for me, before turning back to it as she continued to speak, “She’s a tightly wound bundle of trauma and paranoia. Being born as a dirt poor dark elf didn’t give her a great start, and her older sister turned to prostitution to get food for them… and she walked in on her sister’s work. Apparently seeing her sister screaming like the whore she was, was too much for little Ria, and she decided to try to get as far away from such ‘depravity’ even going so far as to going to a church of ‘purity.’ The Goddess knew she was a dark elf, but to rub it in our faces, she actively cultivated Ria, giving her blessing after blessing, eventually turning her into the broken ass Archbishop she is today,” There was a pause as even Carnachias’s face turns to annoyance at the insult given to them by this rival goddess, before continuing, “However, she is petrified of the idea that her nature coming to light, her fragile little ego reliant on the illusion of virtue she’s cloaked herself with. As such, she has become a super tsundere as her paranoia about being found out kicks in when anyone gets close to her. Honestly dicking her and freeing her from her self-imposed torment would probably be a favor for this one. Heck, I’m pretty sure after she gets over the screaming and whining, she’d probably be the happiest to fight for you, in exchange for reward dicking.”

Well… clearly going to be a priority. Obviously always go for the healers first… but she’s also probably going to be the easiest to deal with should I manage to get her separated. While… underhanded her psychological issues are… a little too easy to exploit to overlook… Probably have to see how I can isolate her before I decide exactly how I am going to approach this one.

“Yes…” Melanoche punctuates, her face turning to disgust for a moment, before she continues, as a very… large woman appears… Like damn… Scale is hard to tell here, but regardless, her breasts… her thighs even eclipse the size of her head! And her muscles! She looks like she could bench a small car, even before introducing supernatural elements. “And moving on the Amazon Queen Alkadabuki, unifier of the tribes, and-”

“The bearer of the tits! I mean, holy shit, _look _at them! You’d think she’s one of my work, but nope... Sometimes I have to wonder about the Light!” Carnachias interrupts, much to Mel’s displeasure. Taking the opportunity, I ask a question.

“So is amazon just a thing they call her, or is it like… a defined… thing?”

“Yes, actually it is… a ‘race’ of humans. They are characterized by being all female with extraordinary physical prowess in exchange for a dearth of arcane aptitude… They’re not even the _only _all female race light has created. As for why they’re entirely female is… something I can merely speculate on… I suspect it has to do with my sister’s infatuation with breeding, leading to a predisposition to view masculine as… depraved and impure. Regardless, she is all but immune to physical harm, while still being highly resistant to magical harm, backed by a regenerative capacity making her nigh immortal. While indisputably an arduous foe with merely that, she further can forcibly manifest spirits manifesting the spirits residing in the environment not directly opposed to her, and having them intervene on her behalf, granting her tactical flexibility a single warrior typically can not possess.”

“She is quite a… well calling her simple would be underselling her… Straightforward let's say. What you see is what you get. The unga bunga became the ungaest of the bungas. No real life changing events in her childhood, certainly nothing tragic. She’s quite… dour. A void of humor and charm, though is aware enough of that to realize trying to confess to her childhood crush would likely not turn out well. Unless you want to channel a battle shonen and just keep trading blows until one of you collapses, he’s your ticket to victory. Have him as a hostage, and she’ll be unable to resist… but PLEASE don’t get rid of him before she realizes he not only has no interest in her, but is already in a relationship with another girl. I want to see the Invincible Woman break.”

Now I might be wrong, but that sounds like some relationships I’ve seen before. Energetic girl grows up with an introverted guy, always drags him around, and forces him to spend time with her, but he, being introverted, chooses a quiet girl instead. Heck, a friend of mine likes that type. Comes in and sweeps their broken heart up with the loving affection they craved, and made himself a small harem of them… Even tried to push me to get a girlfriend that way. While I loathe to do so… perhaps I could use some of his ‘teachings,’ as he liked to call them, here?

“Next is the Arch-magos Citrinas,” A vision of a very attractive girl, despite the loose clothing, disheveled hair, and holding herself like she hasn’t been made aware of the concept of male sexuality. It’s a type I know quite well. My girlfriend in highschool was like that… though the relationship kind of faded after graduation since we didn’t naturally see cross paths in our day to day lives. Regardless, I can recognize a bookworm anywhere. “You might be sensing a pattern, but she is the pinnacle of magi alive today. An arcane nuclear arsenal in the form of a human. Naturally, she mastered all elements, but her danger comes in the fact that she can nullify elemental resistances, and even immunities. She also is a potent crafter of the highest tier of potions, toxins, and even golems. Despite being relatively weak physically, she can easily compensate by her overwhelming options in firepower.”

“Of course this comes with a cost… Her hyperfixation means she never paid attention to people. I believe your world refers to this as having the ‘tism. Anyways, she neither has the ability nor the desire to bond or even socialize with others, meaning she has no real loyalty to the heroines, and doesn’t value human life the same way… more viewing it as just another rule that has consequences for breaking then something uniquely valuable. While the heroines might be able to overcome that with time, you will have years before they’ll be able to accomplish that. Still, she is quite the curious little kitty, and after reaching the limits of magic, she is frustrated, needing something new for her hunger for knowledge to latch onto. Oh she is also a kissless virgin. I _wonder _how that could be relevant though.”

Yeah… the difficult part with her is getting through her shell. I suspect she’ll be more than happy to just bombard me with magic upon sight just as a matter of course. Once I can actually engage with her socially, I’m pretty confident I can work some magic, so to speak.

Then another girl with very dark skin and obviously inhuman traits with the horns, claws, and tail. Finally something really fantastical! However my enthusiasm was curbed as Mel’s tone was different, “This… Thing…” She stops to take a long breath, “It will be known as Runa Ruya… the ‘Redeemed’” She nearly spat this out, “This useless creature is being coddled by its father, the current Demon King, and is his choice for a successor… To rule this world in our stead… but not… It won’t even die with _dignity when the heroine’s party makes it to the demon castle. No… This LITTLE SHIT! Instead is FUCKING convinced to betray its father. To betray US!_ I don’t care what you do with the others, as long as they are no longer a threat… but _this _one… I want you to kill her… slowly… And deliver me the mangled corpse!”

Well… That’s a change in personality.

“Sister… chill. Geez. You’re lucky we can’t have aneurysms… Anyways… This one is final boss type monster with all the immunities and bullshit moves you’d expect. Actually she’s kinda like a weaker form of your build. She’s a Draconic with Dark Elemental Infusion and Final Form… Of course this does mean she’s the weakest of the heroines, which does infuriate her… Not that you could tell. She’s a kuudere… Oh yes… despite her ‘weakness’ she’ll be difficult to deal with for different reasons. Her father, as you might have gathered from my sister’s little tard rage, dotes on her, and will not listen even to us about her future treachery. And the heroines will quickly get attached to her… Try to touch her before, and you’ll have to kill the Demon King. Touch her after… And the party will drop everything to get ****… If you can even isolate her from the party.”

Damn this one has just been a series of twists and turns. I don’t even know where to begin planning about her… Though if she is the weakest, she probably shouldn’t be my highest priority. Regardless I’m going to have to figure this one out later.

Then I pause… This one doesn’t look familiar. But… she does… I… can’t explain it, but I am instantly validated when Mel said, “The Heroine herself, Tomoko Sakurai.” No. “As you can tell by her name, this is another human from your world.” No. No. NO! “The Light really outdid themselves with her. Honestly surprised with as many ‘cheats’ as they jammed into her, that her soul hasn’t just exploded.” The phone call with my mother played through my mind. They killed her… THEY FUCKING KILLED HER! Right when she started to get better… And why? To make her a weapon in this fucking game where she’s threatened to **** and worse at every moment. I don’t even listen to them as I silently seethe. Plotting what I’d do to those ‘good’ bastards who did this. Nothing I can come up with is good enough for what they did. A hand is placed on my shoulder, “You see why I called you here now?” In surprise I look at Carnachias who gives a surprisingly gentle smile for her, “You don’t have to trust me, but trust this… We both have the same enemy, so I am invested in your success.” With that she slides the second core into me, which prevents me from responding. It’s far less… dramatic, but it’s focused on my… cock. What the fuck… Why the hell did I trust her choice?

“What did you say to him?” Mel asks with a wary eye.

“Oh, I just thought he needed extra enticement to deal with those OP as fuck bitches, so I promised you as a sex ****.” A powerful heat gathers in my nethers, not helped by her comment.

“Wha- No! I refuse!” What did she do? … Fuck! Right she’s behind the creation of the… what did she call it? The Erosarkic?

“40k year old virgin thinking her opinion matters. Kek!” I notice I’m drawing away from them. Hold on! I'm not done here!

“Cease your implications!” They are starting to fade, despite my attempts to get back.

“Anyways, have fun breeding your way across the lands! I’ll prepare my sis for your cock! Then after we can have a threesome!” Shit fuck! FIX THIS! Carnachias! I don't want this!

“Do not ignore me!” CARN! YOU BITCH!