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Momonga felt sad as he said goodbye to the last person who had kindly agreed to show up at Nazarick for one last meeting. To say that he didn't blame his teammates for giving up so easily what they have built together over the years would be a lie. But he did not feel legitimate in this position. After all, it was his own choice to be the one who would stay until the end in Yggdrasil. The others had better things to do while he didn't even have a family.
A sigh passed the bar from his lips as he gave a final order to the NPCs at the tomb. They followed him into the throne room, where he waited until the last second, reading the summary of their creation.
- What do you mean she's a slut? - He wondered, more curious than really embarrassed by Tabula's dubious preferences. But hey. There's no point in changing it now and I don't even think I'm allowed to do it.
He turned off the console without changing anything and plunged into silence as he watched the countdown that was soon reaching its last second.
-I must admit that we still had a lot of fun, even if the others found their passion and some were even able to make their dreams come true. Ah... When I tell myself that I couldn't even have a proper relationship, I almost envy them. They were... beautiful years. -
Imagine his surprise when he sees that the countdown had disappeared, but that he hadn’t been disconnected from the game.
“What is going on?” He asked aloud.
"A problem, Lord Momonga?" Replied a voice he did not know.
Turning to the sound, he saw Albedo, Nazarik's main caretaker, looking at him with a slightly worried look.
-Does she have expressions? And she spoke to me? I didn't dream. -
“No, nothing.” He glanced at the Pleiades who were keeping their kneeling position.
"Sebas!" He called to be sure.
"Yes, my lord."
“Go out and look around Nazarick with the other Pleiades.” Momonga ordered
“Yes, sir.”
They disappeared as quickly as the order was given to them.
-I don't really know what I can think about now. I think the NPCs have come to life and that must not be without consequences. -
“Oh Lord Momonga, you are so sexy once you are immersed in your thoughts. Let me serve you with my body!” Albedo shouted suddenly.
Momonga tensed. It was not possible in the original game to do PG18 actions. It was a good way to assess the situation, but he wasn't interested in touching her and giving her false hope. Instead, he said to her: “Gathers the guardians in the arena on the 5th floor. Before send a message to Demiurge to come here.”
"At once, Lord Momonga.”
As she was leaving, Demiurge entered and knelt before the guardian of the great tomb of Nazarick.
"Lord Momonga, did you send for me?"
“Yes. Undress for me.” He asked bluntly and without shame.
He saw the demon blush from ear to ear but do so just as quickly and elegantly. One by one the layers on his body fell at his feet.
-He has nipples and seems to have a cock. Which was impossible in Yggdrasil since it was an adventure game, and the programmers didn't want to animate such useless things and, by the way, the erotic movements were also impossible. -
When the last piece of cloth fell and the guard revealed his excitement to his master, the latter couldn't help but notice that his body seemed to take on a human appearance when excited. After all, how couldn’t he be with such a handsome, naked man submissive to him.
“Do you like what you see?” Demiurge attempts.
“Of course. Come.”
The demon didn't need to be told a second time, and his excitement was at its peak as he stood naked in front of his master.
“I see that I'm not the only person who likes it.”
"Forgive my impudence."
Without warning, Momonga squeezed Demiurges full buttocks in his hands and began to knead them.
-I can actually touch him that way. I would never have believed it before. -
As Demiurge's moans became more and more shrill, Momonga noticed that he had regained a human appearance and that his little brother downstairs was very excited. He pushed the servant to his knees, his legs wide open on either side of Momongas legs before plunging two dry fingers into his hole.
“Lord Momonga!” moaned Demiurge and Momonga softened the penetration and circled his fingers in and out a few times before he got tired of being soft and went harder. Demiurge's screams could be heard outside, and Momonga had no desire to cast a spell on the noises, he didn't even know if his magic worked in this world.
"Lord, I'm going to. I'm going to. Please. I beg you.” Demiurge babbled.
“What do you want?”
“I want to…”
“Go ahead.” Momonga encouraged him by pinching one of his nipples ripping Demiurges orgasm out of him.
The servant was cumming from behind as a liquid began to flow from his chest. Curious, Momonga brought it back to his mouth to see that it was milk.
"You're fascinating, Demiurge. Your body is fascinating.”
He didn't get any immediate answers from the demon who was recovering from his orgasm. Looking into the eyes of his Lord, he finally noticed the appearance of the other.
"Lord Momonga, your face."
“It seems to me that I am returning to this appearance to perform certain functions.” He said, winking and Demiurge couldn't help but blush before starting to rub his buttocks on the huge tent covered by his lord's robe.
"Are you going to make me yours?" he purred.
“I don't think we have that time; it would be better not to make the other guardians wait too long. But I'm not against a little fun.” The Lord conceded.
He brought the 7th floor guard to his knees between her legs before pulling his glorious cock out from his robes and pushing it straight into the warm, welcoming mouth that presented itself.
"I'll let you play another day." He said to Demiurge who began to moan as best he could while Momonga maneuvered his head for his pleasure.
Maintaining a strong grip on the hair on the back of Demiurges neck, he made him swallow the 30cm of his cock until the demon's nose touched his groin and got lost in his pubic hair.
“Damn! It's so tight.”
Demiurge had closed his eyes with pleasure. The smell of his Lord was going to drive him mad for sure. Obediently, he led his master to orgasm. He could feel it twitch in his throat as Momonga approached orgasm.
“I'm going to…” Momonga warned before letting go in Demiurges throat as he forced him to swallow everything and not spill anything.
Momonga's breathing soon returned to normal before disappearing along with his human appearance.
“I think I've kept the others waiting long enough. Make arrangements before you come down.”
"Of course, master.”
The skeleton almost felt his cock take shape again in the luxurious voice of Demiurge.
"If not, join me in my room tonight. I'm going to finish what I started.” He promised and Demiurge perked up.
“Of course!” The servant almost shouted, excited to give himself entirely to his god.
Momonga appeared in the arena on the 5th floor, and everyone seemed to be there already.
“I beg your pardon for my little delay. I was discussing something important with Demiurge.”
"You don't need to apologize, Lord Momonga.” Albedo said.
“For once, I agree. A being of your perfection is never wrong.” Agreed Shalltear, the guardian of the first to third floors.
Momonga wondered if it was a good thing that all these NPCs shared the same idea of him. He would have liked to be as perfect as what they saw of him as, but it didn't work like that.
A few minutes later, Demiurge appeared in the arena and many of them frowned. Aura goes even further by sniffing the archdemon directly.
“Is there a problem, Aura?” asked Momonga.
“Why does Demiurge smell like you? And he smells a bit like a female ready to be mated.”
The excitement of this image of Demiurge, begging him to have his children caused a certain fire to rise in him, which he immediately extinguished. There were more urgent things to settle than his uncontrollable libido.
“Demiurge will probably be my first wife. It's normal that he's already thinking about carrying my children.” He announced bluntly, smiling in his head, observing Demiurge's reaction.
The caretaker on the 7th floor, who was already very red because of Aura's declaration becomes even redder if possible. The man who was allways so cold and composed now hid behind his hands.
"There's no need to be shy, you know?"
“If he's shy about it, I wonder what he'll be like when he's no longer a virgin.” Shalltear scoffed. “Lord Momonga, I am convinced that I am better able to serve you than he is.”
“Shalltear, what do you think you're doing?” Albedo asked, her fangs out and ready to tear to shreds the one she considered her number one rival, with all due respect to Demiurge.
“Do you really think you can compare me? Being a nympho is not an advantage, wanton one.” Taunted the vampire.
“I don't think this is the time for this kind of discussion.” Momonga's voice calmed them down right away, and they were almost sorry that they had lost their temper in front of him.
Sebas and the Pleiades weren’t long in returning and giving the news. It seemed that Nazarick had been moved. No icy and sharp grasses as defenses or very large monsters around.
On the spot, the plan was arranged for them to go and gather information about this world to find out whether or not they were in danger. Then Momonga decided to get in on the action and face the twins with his scepter as exercises. At the end, he gave water to the dark elves who had worked well.
Demiurge and the other guards watched them from afar.
“It seems that Lord Momonga is pretty good with children.” Cocytus advanced.
They all stared at Demiurge. The latter, for once, wondered what the others were getting at.
“It's in your best interest to open your thighs well and get pregnant quickly.” Shalltear said out loud what everyone else was thinking.
"I don't think that's a good way to put it, Miss Shalltear." Sebas said, coughing falsely into his palm.
“Does my way of saying it change the fact that Lord Momonga has chosen Demiurge and agrees to let him have his children as soon as possible? He wasn't even surprised by the smell of this toad-bitch in heat. Can't you show that you're less of a slut?”
Demiurge pushed up his spectacles.
“I can't stop the flow of my milk on my own.” He deadpanned.
There was silence in the crowd.
"Don't tell me that Lord Momonga has..."
"What can he talk to you about?" asked Mare, who had just appeared out of nowhere.
“That bitch…” A hand was put in front of Shalltear's lips to prevent her from continuing to spew obscenities.
“These are things that will concern you in due course. For now, just be kids.” Sebas Tian explained as best he could.
The meeting with all the guardians ended in chaos so Momonga was surprised when they all swore an oath of loyalty to him and his future children at the end.