Leaving Elvania behind, James and his women left to find the great city that had been destroyed. Of course, it was indeed said that it had befallen the same fate as Egurius, but in a much different way. And now, they used spells to breath underwater as they made their way to the ruined city.
A marvel to behold, the ruined city glisten in the water. Making their way to it, they were suddenly surround by Alantian guards, armed with spears. James smiled and bowed, and then looked to Teresa, who then spoke ancient Alantian to the guards.
Nodding his head, the head guard, a lady in red hair, then brought them through the city and before the throne, made of spears of gold, a white haired man with a crown sat as his eyes crossed over them all.
"I am king of the Alantian Empire, Zantalose, and you are trespassers who have found our sacred city. Only one of you carry our blood, but are a mere half breed; Although, as most of your company is of women, fine examples of their own races, you look to one, yes. One born of a demon, carrying blood of great power! One that is cursed among all, yet still surpasses those who have had the same blood; Still he seeks my kingdom to find a treasure of great importance to him, one that help him achieve greatness and sorrow to those that love him ,as he will die a death."
The Alantian king declared, his throne suddenly emitting an aura that forced the women of James back as he then stood before the king. "A death before the gods break the ladder, one that will cause his women to travel the world; But before being found, he shall take my wife, my daughter..." The kind said as the aura became stronger as tears formed in his eyes as he then stood. " And then become what all have feared before time, and after." He then said, as his own body fell to the ground as he then died.
James looked at the king and rolled him over, as he then felt the king's essence flow into himself. His aura then bursted as he then smiled and dissapeared into the castle.
Finding a beautiful woman, he grabbed her and made love with her, as she lost herself in the pleasure of a man. A Queen of the Alantian race, her blue body submitted to a stranger who held her husband's essence, and delightfully accepted him and his seed she soon lay in, dazed as she had never in her whole life felt that happy, as he layed upon her own body. Suddenly he bit her nipple and with a little yelp, she found he was gone.
The Alantian princess had just arrived in the throne room and finding her own Father dead, she cried, as she never felt the other women watching her around her.
Closing her eyes, she suddenly felt she had moved somewhere else, while someone was brushing her hair. Opening her eyes, she found a man, a... human, who then kissed her.
Blushing furiously, she slapped his cheek and looked away. He then grabbed her and undid her garments, revealing her whole body to him, as hate began to form in her heart.
He then grabbed her breasts and massaging them, she let out a moan and began panting as she then pushed him away as she then covered herself with her own hands. And then a smell assaulted her as she then knelt, as one who was like her own Father! Trembling, her body began to crave more of what the human had just done, including more.
Closing her eyes, she felt that this mere human being who had just touched her made herself curious, as he emitted an aura of her own Father, no, one that was greater! She realised, as she then began to touch her own body that she didn't just want him, she needed him!
No! She didn't need him! His aura made her into a lustful minded woman, as her own mind collapsed to the pressure that he emitted and then threw herself onto him as he then pushed her away. Her eyes filled with anger as he, a mere human, had just refused her!
Forgetting that she herself moments ago had refused him! Again, she threw herself onto him, as she declared to herself that he would not reject her again; but, alas, she was thrown off him again as he then slapped her away.
Tears formed in her eyes as she knelt, her own body with the bruises she received from him marked her, begging him to take her as his own! She, a princess spoiled by birth, was begging for a mere human that she moments ago, had yes, rejected as a mere human was now begging to be filled!
Alantians were very proud, but having their own King's household begging for a human to fill them was upright shameful! This was purely against all things among themselves, as the Alantian princess was put against the window to see her whole city, as James' women killed all the Alantian men, leaving the women for their own "husband."
But all the princess cared for was that "mere human's" dick as he took her own virginity and pleasured her to such a degree that she lay breathless, from all her moaning and screaming of delight as her whole race heard her, hanging their heads in shame.
Thus, this was the true end of the Alantian race, what was left of it, as James Arcoin had made a rare race his own.