章節 2131: Paradigm Shift
With a disgruntled yet adorable expression on her face, Katana cradled the cup of coffee Vahn had given her while the latter sat across from her with an amused smile on his face.
Vahn would be lying if he said he didn't admire the woman's gumption. However, even if he wanted to give Katana the benefit of the doubt, her nature made it impossible to trust her. If she was given the chance, she would reveal all of his secrets, so, in a way, she was no different from Pweamma. He could tolerate her presence and even enjoy their time together, but, in the end, she was only aiming at him for selfish reasons.
Not that this was inherently bad.
"Listen, you're a beautiful woman. It's just, it takes a lot more than beauty and persistence to sway my favor. The thing I find most attractive is sincerity. I'm not saying you're insincere, but there is a difference between sincerity towards oneself and others. Besides, there is something you need to know about me..."
Squinting her silvery-grey eyes, Katana looked like she was a few seconds away from emptying her coffee onto Vahn's face as she flatly replied, "Enlighten me..."
Maintaining his amused smile, Vahn manipulated Katana's camera to start recording. This caused the look on the journalist's face to turn grim. While it might sound like an exaggeration to others, she valued her equipment more than her life. Without it, performing her job was impossible, and, even if she sold her body for the next ten years, it wouldn't be enough to repay her debts, much less replace her equipment.
"Relax...I'm not going to break it..."
Snorting through her nose, Katana crossed her arms under her now-concealed breasts. Vahn had given her a t-shirt, a strange pair of form-fitting spats, and black pantyhose. When she asked why he didn't give her a skirt or a pair of pants to go along with them, he just smiled, winked, and said, "Who knows~?" before having her sit across from him on an admittedly comfortable sofa.
After recording a good minute or so of the two of them just sitting there, Vahn manipulated the camera to settle in front of Katana before saying, "Play it back. Seeing it for yourself will help you to understand what I'm about to explain."
Furrowing her brows, Katana picked up her camera, and, after confirming it wasn't broken or faulty, played back the recording Vahn had made. When she saw herself sitting alone with a bored look on her face, a sense of incongruency, unlike anything she had ever experienced, washed over her.
If the recording had simply shown her seated across from Vahn with a pout, Katana would have just assumed he used some kind of trick to make himself imperceptible to cameras. Instead, she saw the version of herself in the recording lazing about with her feet kicked up on the table, almost as if she were back in her private room and bored out of her mind.
"I...is this me...?"
Though she was about to accuse Vahn of modifying the footage, the thing Katana found most disconcerting was the fact she had memories of lounging about, alone, in the waiting room. This caused a cold sweat to break out across Katana's body, as, despite knowing she had encountered Vahn numerous times in the past, she couldn't actually recall the exact sequence of events. Like, she knew what he had done, but, the more she tried to remember the exact details, the more she found herself questioning if he had ever been there in the first place...
"Drink your hot cocoa. It will help..."
Blinking in confusion, Katana asked, "Cocoa...?" before staring down at her mug to find the contents were now a much creamier shade of brown than she 'remembered'. She could have sworn she was drinking coffee, but, now that she thought about it more clearly, why would Vahn hand her a cup of coffee to help calm her nerves?
Noticing the fear and confusion expanding in Katana's eyes, Vahn's expression relaxed as he softly muttered, "You're not losing your mind. I just interfered with the flow of fate a bit to make it so that the contents of your cup were never coffee. As for the anomalies in the recording...well, the simplest explanation is that I'm a singularity. I only exist at points in time where my consciousness is present. There are no past or future versions of me, and, even if you were to record my story in painstaking detail, the only beings that can be derived from my Fragments of Origin are those I have created. In other words, I am not the proverbial goose you thought I was. I am simultaneously much more and absolutely nothing at all."
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Staring at Vahn as if he had lost his mind, Katana found herself at a loss for words. A minute or so later, an incredulous and slightly nervous chuckle emanated from her throat as she asked, "Are you serious? The way you talk makes it sound like you already possess a Fragment of Origin. Besides, if what you said is true, why are there recordings of you in the Central Network's Archives?"
Since there wasn't really anything she could do with the information, Vahn manifested one of his Fragments of Origin before sliding it over and explaining, "There are a number of reasons for that. First and foremost, the events I have written into history cannot be altered through normal means. Even if you were to go back and find old recordings of my exploits, you would see the effect I have on my surroundings. I take advantage of this by creating a projection of what others believe to be my true form. As for why...well, that's a story for another time..."
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In her attempts to rationalize everything Vahn was saying, Katana fell into a long and contemplative silence. It was a lot to take in, but, realizing she couldn't even recall the specifics of their preliminary interview, a depressive atmosphere slowly descended upon the dichromatic journalist.
Much to Katana's chagrin, Vahn found her current state rather amusing. As a result, a light chuckle emanated from his throat. This caused the false redhead to glare at him, asking, "What the fuck are you laughing at...?" in a slightly threatening tone.
Without losing his smile, Vahn just shook his head before explaining, "I just find it a little ironic. The abilities of a Poet basically allow them to influence fate and influence a person's very existence. You are, quite literally, trying to obtain the power to influence reality itself. Don't tell me you genuinely believe it's okay for a Poet to have greater control over a person's existence than the person they're writing about..."
Surprised by Vahn's accusatory tone, Katana's mouth opened and closed a few times as she tried to come up with an excuse to justify the existence of Poets. The truth was, she had never actually put all that much thought into it. She was just infatuated by the prospect of documenting a person's journey and presenting it in a format that people would enjoy. Sure, she might embellish a few facts for entertainment purposes but that was par for the course in her industry. Who would want to read a story without action and drama? Wasn't it better for things to be exciting...?
Amused by Katana's floundering, another light chuckle emanated from Vahn's throat as he adopted a smile and said, "Relax. I never said becoming a Poet was a bad thing. In fact, so long as you agree to never spread falsehoods regarding my family or loved ones, I am willing to support you. It's just, instead of writing my story, you'll be writing the stories of those around me."
With the most sincere look of incredulity Vahn had seen in quite some time, Katana stared at him with her mouth open to the point he could have tossed a lozenge into the back of her throat. She stayed like this for the better part of twenty seconds before blinking several times and asking, "Are you serious...?" in an audibly trepidatious tone.
Rather than immediately answering Katana's question, Vahn allowed his mind to wander to the version of himself that was currently making love to her in a timeline that would cease to exist the moment he vanished from it. He would be lying if he said he didn't find her captivating, so, while she clawing his back in a divergent timeline, the corners of his smile turned up as he softly mused, "I am..."
Though she wanted to ask why he was willing to support her, Katana didn't want to risk changing Vahn's mind. Instead, she pulled out her pen and writing pad, silvery eyes glistening as she began to ask as many questions as she could think of. She wanted to know who he wanted her to keep tabs on, and, more importantly, whether or not he was willing to sponsor her with the necessary equipment...
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While his other self was taking care of business in the past, the 'divergent' version of Vahn had a far more lascivious smile on his face as he stared down at the half-conscious beauty writhing beneath him. The spats he had given her were torn at the crotch, and, after a fair amount of foreplay, he had convinced her to let him bestow her with a fluffy black tail and dog ears.
"Tell me...is this the sort of scoop you had in mind when you tracked me down~?"
Feeling Vahn's fingers invade her insides, a sonorous moan escaped Katana's throat as she tightly gripped the sheets beneath her. He was using his fingers to scrape out some of the semen that had filled her insides to the point of making her stomach swell. This would have been impossible with a normal woman, but, after seeing the metal piercings on her nipples, navel, and clit, Vahn correctly intuited that Katana was into some pretty intense plays.
Unfortunately, nothing Katana had experienced could prepare her for a night with Vahn. This was the reason his original had refused her rather obvious advances. Most of the women he slept with simply couldn't live without him, so, as appreciative as he was of Katana's beauty, Vahn didn't want to derail her future by making her dependent on his affection. There was also the fact that she used her looks to loosen the lips of prospective targets, but, as someone who slept with a multitude of women, he couldn't really blame her for weaponizing her sexuality. Instead, he focused on drawing it out to its limits...
"You know...you would make an excellent bunny girl..."
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After a brief recess following the morning's events, it was finally time for Sarina to participate in the Horse Race.
Though it was one of the tamer events, the crowd still got a kick out of seeing a swarm of attractive women riding around a track and navigating obstacles atop winged steeds. The people controlling the perspective really knew what they were doing, so, every time one of the contestants performed a hairpin turn or navigated an obstacle that resulted in their stallion slamming its hooves into the ground, the scene would slow down so that everyone could see how the rider's breasts morphed and jiggled in ultra-high definition.
If he were being perfectly honest, Vahn found the setup to be a little shameless, but, considering many of the riders had elected to wear bikini tops, they clearly understood what they were doing when they signed up for the Horse Race. Thus, instead of complaining, he enjoyed the show along with everyone else. The only difference was that he kept most of his attention focused on Sarina so he could console her when she saw that the replay focused on every other contestant...
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Vahn is fucking this girl's mind and body at the same time xD...','This is some advanced stuff...','RIP Sarina...')
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章節 2132: Release
Though she did her best, Sarina was only able to rank seventh within her bracket. As for Usalia, her opponent attempted to play it safe by adopting a defensive stance, but, much like Ona Lanka, she was sent flying with a single attack from the overpowered bunny who, after displaying her mature form, quickly became a crowd favorite.
Fortunately, while Sarina was a little upset to learn people weren't even paying attention to her, she bounced back pretty quickly after seeing the private recording Vahn had made. It primarily focused on her facial expression and the more harrowing moments in the race, but, every now and then, the point of view would shift to her butt bouncing against the saddle in the same ultra-high definition as the other fanservice shots.
Seeing ripples spread from her bottom to her thighs, Sarina couldn't help blushing redder than a tomato. At the same time, however, she was beyond happy to know Vahn had been paying such close attention to her. When they returned to the Sage Dragon's Hearth, she even changed into a pair of short-short with the very obvious intention of showing off her immaculately sculpted butt...
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"And that's what happened today. Are you sure you don't want to come with us tomorrow...?"
A stark contrast to the scenes that were taking place elsewhere in the estate, the version of Vahn that was attending to Nono had his head resting in her lap as she used a long cotton swab to clean his already clean ears. When asked if she wanted to come with them to view the finals, she simply returned an amused smile and asked, "Would you like me to come with you...?"
Though he continued lying against her lap with his eyes closed, a wry smile developed across Vahn's face as he answered, "I want you to do what you want..."
"I see...for now, I want you to turn over..."
Restraining a light chuckle, Vahn rolled over so that his face was facing Nono's lower abdomen. This would be a compromising position under normal circumstances, but, due to the sand-colored dress she almost always wore, the only thing he could see was thick, vanilla-biege fabric. If he strained his senses, he would have been able to smell her particular aroma. Instead, he just relaxed in silence as she used a secondary swab to clean his other ear...
"Finished...if you'd like, you can raise your head now..."
"Mmm..."
Returning a light hum, Vahn decided to stay put for a while as he enjoyed the feeling of Nono's soft thighs through the fabric of her dress. This prompted the auburn-haired beauty to gently caress his head, an affectionate and slightly amused smile on her face as she softly mused, "Or you can stay as long as you'd like...I'm not going anywhere..."
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"There is a good chance we'll be having Demon Lords among our clientele in the future. I doubt anything will happen but you'll need to stay alert."
Located at the heart of the ever-expanding complex that existed beneath the Sage Dragon's Hearth was a massive cube that served as the central nexus of Vahn's Templated amalgamation between a House Spirit and an Artificial Intelligence known as Will.
Will's true name was Will of the Emperor, and, as it's name implied, it was able to expand a domain throughout the Sage Dragon's Hearth. More impressively, it had inherited Vahn's wisdom, and, as a result, possessed the requisite knowledge to upgrade and enhance the Sage Dragon's Hearth based on the wants and needs of its inhabitants.
"I understand. If anyone attempts to cause trouble, I will strip them of their power and deposit them in a stasis chamber."
Nodding his head in approval, Vahn retracted his hand from the platform that allowed him to pump a functionally infinite amount of Source Energy into Will's reserves. This wasn't really necessary, but, when it came to protecting his family, friends, and loved ones, Vahn didn't cut corners...
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While Vahn was busy enjoying life and taking measures to protect his family, a certain blond-haired youth was bored out of his mind.
"I came to the Divine Realm to experience a challenge and have some fun. How in the hell did I get stuck babysitting a bunch of brats...?"
Despite his protests, the blond-haired youth had a relaxed smile on his face as he finished counting to one-hundred within his mind. Then, after rising to his feet and dusting himself off, he shook his head in mock exasperation before bellowing, "I hope everyone found a good spot because here I come...!"
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Watching Izayoi play hide and seek with the children from her vantage point atop the Fortress-like Manor of the No Names, a tired sigh escaped Asuka's lips. This prompted Yo, who, more often than not, could be found at her side to say, "We can go and join them if you'd like. I'm sure the children would be happy to play with you, Asuka."
Crossing her arms, Asuka issued a soft harumph before turning her head away from the scene and saying, "I'm far too old to be playing such childish games. Besides, my dress is bound to get dirty if I attempt to conceal myself within the forest. This is the only decent pair of clothing the No Names have been able to provide. I don't want to ruin it..."
With her tone becoming progressively softer the more she spoke, a light blush developed across Asuka's face as she noticed her adorable jackal-like Companion staring up at her with what could best be described as a deadpan expression on its face. So long as it was around, she couldn't use the excuse of her dress getting damaged as it could easily transform into any outfit she could think of...
Coughing lightly into her hand, Asuka turned around to find Yo hugging Calico Cat in her usual onesie. The only difference was, instead of dark-blue fur that glistened with an icy luster, she now had a distinct calico pattern that made her resemble a mix between a cat and a wolf.
"You really do enjoy wearing that onesie, don't you? Aren't you afraid people will think of you as a child...?"
Tilting her head to the side, Yo's inordinately large ears adorably followed her movement as she replied, "I just turned fourteen when we first arrived in the Divine Realm. I don't consider myself a child but I don't have enough experience to call myself an adult. Besides, my father used to tell me the most important thing is that I stay true to myself and live the life I want. If I changed who I was just to please others, I don't think I would ever be truly happy..."
Since Yo was usually a very taciturn girl, Asuka found herself at a loss for words in the face of her well thought-out argument. She also knew about Yo's past sickness and her history with her father, so, after a moment of silence, Asuka ultimately nodded her head in approval, stating, "Well said, Yo. It seems I still have a lot of maturing to do."
Though it caused Asuka's smile to crack, Yo nodded her head without hesitation, saying, "Indeed. Let's work hard together, okay...?"
Resisting the urge to pounce on the socially inept brunette, Asuka shook her head, a wry smile developing across her face as she returned her attention to the game of hide and seek below. As for Yo, she just stared at the girl's back for a few moments before pulling out the brush Fenrir had gifted her during their previous encounter. It wasn't nearly as pleasant as when Vahn did it but she had become rather fond of brushing her tail and ears. Based on the way he purred, Calico Cat also seemed to enjoy it quite a bit...
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Using the crystal ball Vahn had given him to monitor the territory, Jin was also observing the game of hide and seek. Instead of smiling, however, the teal-haired youth had a listless look on his face as he muttered, "It seems my time as Leader is coming to an end. Izayoi is stronger, smarter, and much more confident than I am. The children also seem to enjoy spending time with him...haaaaaaaa..."
Exhaling an exasperated sigh that didn't suit an eleven-year-old, Jin allowed the crystal ball to go dark by removing his hands from its surface. Then, with a wry smile on his face, he looked to the left where Lily was observing him with her hands neatly folded across her lap and a perpetual smile on her face.
"You really shouldn't be so hard on yourself, Jin. Everyone knows how hard you worked before and after Vahn's arrival. You've also become much stronger these last couple of months so I don't really understand why you feel the need to compare yourself to others. If you continue to study hard and make an effort, I'm sure you'll be just as strong as Izayoi when you're all grown up."
Though he knew she was trying to comfort him, Jin's smile became even wrier when Lily reminded him that he was, in fact, still a child. This didn't used to be a sore spot, but, ever since he had seen the changes in Sarina and Nono, the notion that he could always ask Vahn for help was constantly lingering within the back of his mind. He would need to be away from his Community for six years, but, so long as he worked hard, he would come back far more powerful than before.
Seeing through Jin's thoughts, the smile on Lily's face became significantly less prominent as she softly added, "Jin...didn't we promise to support each other until we became proper adults. I won't stop you if you want to go but I'll be sad if we're apart for six years..."
With a conflicted look on his face, Jin averted his eyes from Lily's, hands balled into fists as tears began to build in the corner of his eyes. He knew she was right, but, at the same time, he felt like everything he had worked for was slowly being taken away from him. Vahn had opened his eyes to a degree of power he never could have imagined, and, after observing Izayoi using the crystal ball, Jin knew the blond-haired youth worked a lot harder than him. The former had read through more than a thousand different books since his arrival, and, when everyone else was fast asleep, he was hard at work training his body and patrolling the territory.
While Jin respected Izayoi immensely for these traits, it was maddening to know there were people with tremendous talent who were also harder workers than him. He had pushed himself beyond his limits on numerous occasions, but, without the support of several others, it would take him decades to reach Izayoi's current level. Even then, Izayoi would be so far beyond him that he may as well be an infant...
Unable to control his swelling emotions, Jin's body began to tremble until a flash of light caught his attention. Before he could investigate its source, however, a pair of arms wrapped around his head, forcing his face into a rather ample bosom. Then, a mature yet recognizable tone reached his ears as Lily, now resembling a young woman in her late teens or early twenties, gently caressed his head and said, "Shhhhh...it's going to be okay...just let it all out..."
Though he felt an inexpeclicably painful swelling in his chest, Jin ultimately returned Lily's embrace while using her breast to muffle his cries. They were soft and warm, and, though he could no longer remember the face of his mother, a sense of nostalgia and longing invaded his mind as three years' worth of angst and frustration flowed from his body and into Lily's bosom...
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(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Slow motion butt jiggle o_o...','Yo knows what she's about xD...','It is said that a woman's breasts have an endless capacity for tears...')
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