The Avatar of Chaotic Power

Dragonok meditated in the center of the Everfree Forest. Being here for a few weeks had helped Dragonok unwind as he became used to the forest’s foreboding aura as he slowly absorbed the excess Chaos emanating from his surroundings with each breath he inhaled. With each exhale, he released a flow of energy to purify whatever taint the Corruption may have inflicted on the Everfree Forest in his absence.

Daemon, on the other hand, loudly snored as she dreamed of fields overrun with bouncing apples that her dream self eagerly captured and devoured with relish. Mmm... relish...

They continued this routine until a whimper broke them out of their reverie. Dragonok shook off his meditation before he rubbed Daemon awake.

“Yawn… what is it, Master?” she groggily asked. “Is it snack time already?”

“I’m afraid not, Daemon,” Dragonok replied. “Did you not hear the whimper just now?”

“No. I was too busy eating apples in my dream. Big, juicy, bouncy apples…” A stream of drool began to cascade down her mouth as she desired the forbidden fruit; forbidden since Dragonok told her not to eat any apples until they found a way to pay Applejack back for the apples they had eaten from her orchards.

“Let’s go find the source. Much has changed since our imprisonment and I’m curious to see them. One of which is that whimper that may need our assistance.” Dragonok arose from his cross-legged position to walk before Daemon followed suit.

They soon found a rather unusual sight.

A lupine beast lay in the center of a clearing, clearly waiting for something, as it continued to whimper. What intrigued Dragonok the most was the fact that its pelt's fur consist of thin slivers of alabaster wood instead of hair. He shifted into the shadows provided by the trees as he edged closer to take a better look.

“Hmm… based on the coloring of its eyes, it seems to have once been a machination of Discord that gained a sense of semblance. Perhaps Discord found a tribe of wolves here in the Everfree and transformed them into organic automatons capable of surviving on their own without further influence. Based on his whimsical nature, I would guess them to have been once been timberwolves before they became a living representation of their namesake upon transformation,” Dragonok noted as he took out a cyberpad and recorded his findings.

“I have a question, Master,” Daemon inquired. “Why is that one whimpering?”

“That’s simple, Daemon. She’s in heat. Based on the amount of lupine pheromones wafting about in the air, she’s been like that for some time. It’s strange that no males of her kind have already gotten to her to start with. Perhaps she has some sort of abnormality that dissuades them from copulation.”

“Can’t you just say she’s horny and hasn’t had a guy to wood her for a while? Heh, wood…”

Dragonok rolled his eyes at Daemon’s attempt of what turned out to be a bad pun as he continued on his observations. “She seems to possess no physical abnormalities as far as I can tell, but perhaps that’s because I have not seen other specimens of her kind. Her snowy wood is rather fascinating to look at, though. Perhaps we should converse with her.”

“Are you sure she can even talk, Master? It doesn’t look like she has much on the left side of her brain to understand us. She looks more like a righty to me.”

“Remember, Daemon. No living creature in this world should be considered too simple-minded to understand us nor can we deny it the chance for us to understand it. Many civilizations have made this mistaken and have fallen for that mistake over time over their assumptions that the sides that oppose them are either savages or heretics when in fact they just simply carry different beliefs. Let’s just give her a chance and hear what she has to say.” Dragonok slowly strode towards the creature as to not intimidate it.

Once he had reached near her without being detected, he gently poked her backside to catch her attention.

“What is it you want, mortal?” the white wolf asked in a dismal tone. Her golden eyes turned to stare into Dragonok’s scarlet eyes for a brief moment before they widened in shock. She immediately jumped away to build some distance away from him. “Dragonok the Bane-Devourer! How can this be?”

“You know me, I presume?” Dragonok asked.

“Of course, I do! You’re the one who absorbed the Fallen Clan in a single gulp without being harmed by their poisonous flesh and magic. Thanks to you, the regions ruled by their tyranny have slowly healed and developed new life since their defeat. The Wolf Packs have prayed to you for your blessings ever since.”

“I thank you for the compliment, but I’m afraid I don’t know you quite as well. I’ve never seen such a fair beast in these parts before my imprisonment. Who and what are you, may I ask?”

The white wood-wolf coughed for a few seconds to prepare herself before she began to speak. “I am Lupaka, the first female timberwolf and spiritual guardian of the timberwolves. I have guided my people for countless generations as I helped them learn how to survive in the Everfree. Ever since Discord changed my people from flesh to chunks of living wood, they have become mindless creatures that now stalk these woods. I was one of the few who barely managed to escape the curse, but my fur transformed into living pieces of wood that produce new timberwolves when removed from my pelt. Despite the transformation, my people still accept my guidance since they recognize me due to my unique appearance and intellect, but they dare not touch me despite this being my first heat period in over a thousand years in fear of sacred punishment, regardless of my assurances on the contrary. Without a new litter of pups to help guide my people, I fear they will soon become doomed to a life where they will be hunted down and become no more.”

“Interesting… does it have to be any timberwolf or a wolf in general?”

“It can be any wolf, but the offspring I deliver will be that of natural-born timberwolves. Why do you ask, Bane-Devourer?”

Dragonok smiled as a flood of chaotic miasma began to envelop him. Within moments, a mighty wolf with an ebony pelt marked with crimson spirals that gleamed in the moonlight stepped out of the dissipating miasma. “I’ll be willing to perform that task if you don’t mind if that’s alright with you, guardian of the timberwolves.”

Lupaka’s face immediately turned crimson behind her wooden fur at the offer. “Why are you willing to help me, oh mighty-?”

A jet-black paw stopped her from speaking further as Dragonok gave her a gentle smile despite the long canines sprouting from his snout. “I only desire to help any maiden who sincerely needs my help. The only question now is do you want my help or not?”

The white timberwolf gazed into his scarlet eyes and saw nothing but sincerity at his offer. She gave a shy smile as she said, “I accept.”

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Once Dragonok had guided Daemon to a spot where she could graze on the tender grass, he and Lupaka began their mating ceremony.

They both circled each other as they sniffed to become familiar with each other’s pheromones. Both wolf and timberwolf began to heavily pant as they became slowly become aroused with each whiff of their musk.

Dragonok, taking the initiative, slowly moved to one of Lupaka’s ears and began to lightly nibble on it. A moan passed her lips as she shivered over the unexpected sensation. Dragonok slowly traced a path from ear to ear with each nibble as she slowly became a quivering pile of flesh and wood.

“You are quite adept in the erotic arts, aren’t you?” she panted, eager for more.

“I’ve learned a trick or two.” Dragonok replied. “But I believe that what I have with me will definitely please you.” He shifted to his side to reveal two massively erect phalluses bulging from underneath his muscle-bound frame.

“Are those two shafts for me?” she asked in shocked surprise upon seeing the exotic pair. “I’ve never seen anything on any creature here in the Everfree.”

“That’s for the main course, little wolf. We have yet to finish the appetizers.” Dragonok then edged close towards her backside and pushed through her drooling entrance with his sinuous tongue. She gasped in surprise as it wiggled through her passage with ease with every inch. She began to tremble before she gasped and squirted her fem juices straight onto Dragonok’s face. She blushed in embarrassment upon realization of that fact. “Forgive me, but I could not re-”

“It’s alright, little one. I’ve been meaning to have my thirst quenched.” Dragonok licked off her juices, noting the earthy taste of rich syrup, with his long tongue. She watched in amazement as it stretched far longer than that of a wolf’s. He quickly finished as he prepared to begin the final phase.

“Shall I continue, my pet?” he asked, waiting for that one moment.

As her face became awashed with lust, she nodded her consent as she presented her orifices to him. “P-Please, lover, dominate my holes. I’ve been such a naughty pup…”

Dragonok smiled at her timid request as he noticed her quivering body had nearly reached its peak. “As you wish…” He climbed atop her body so that he would easily pierce her with his mighty poles. He then gently jabbed both her backdoor and lips with his lupine shafts until both relaxed for him to enter with ease. Once certain, he plunged in for the kill.

She moaned as his pricks filled her to the brim. Her insides felt like a blazing furnace that tingle the senses with each thrust through her soft, tight passages that squeezed his phalluses .

“Mmm… Give me more, lover… Pound me senseless until I can’t even move…” she said as her body drowned in ecstasy. She squirmed as his shafts drove deeper and deeper inside her body until one of them suddenly banged onto her womb’s mouth. Upon realizing this, she raised her plush bottom so that Dragonok could go deeper in order to pierce through the fleshy barricade.

Dragonok smiled as she moaned underneath him with each thrust. “You’re craving for my semen, aren’t you? You want me to blast every last drop inside of you as I fill you full of pups.”

As he said this, the alabaster she-wolf suddenly imagined herself swollen with an enormous pregnancy that only enhanced the raw waves of sexuality that emanated from her. Her muscles had softened into welcoming curves that enticed her pack to come closer to her, but her eyes focused onto her alpha, her lover. Before her, Dragonok happily nuzzled against her pregnant belly as he waited to see their pups pop out of her. She smiled upon this vision as she loosened her body further which allowed Dragonok to finally enter her womb and jab against its chambers.

Dragonok noticed her vacant eyes and smiled as he realized exactly what she had just imagined. “Admit it. You’re a lewd little wolf, aren’t you? You want to be bloated to the brim until you can’t even move.”

Upon hearing those words, Lupaka couldn’t rein in her desire any longer. “Yes! I’m a lewd cum-hungry bitch!” she gasped with raw desire apparent in her voice. “I am yours to serve for your ravenous lust! Claim your right and dominate me!” She banged her shapely hips against him to feel every inch of his male tools.

Surprised, but aroused by her exclamation, Dragonok thrust faster so that he could pleasure the she-wolf as well as feel her hot flesh rub around his shafts with each pounding. Her fleshy walls squeezed him to further entice him to go faster and faster with each mighty blow into her deepest chambers.

Her pussy began to drool out so much moisture that the inside of her hindquarters became coated in waves of lubricant.

Her moans soon reached a crescendo as both she and Dragonok began to reach their climax. “That’s right! Bang me until my holes gape for days! Use my dripping cunt and ass as your personal breeding grounds! STUFF ME WITH YOUR ESSENCE!”

She howled to the moon as the explosions of semen burst into both her womb and her stomach with the force of a tsunami, making her body rapidly appear eight months pregnant. Her blissful howls climbed so high that other howls began to respond from afar. Then, Dragonok’s knots began to expand within both of her insides. Her legs twitched with little spasms upon receiving her gift. His knots soon lodged deep inside of her to prevent any of the ivory liquid from escaping to ensure that she would indeed become pregnant.

After some time had passed, his knots had deflated to the point where he could easily remove them without harming his broodmate in the process which released a flood of cum onto the forest floor around them. They both glanced at the mess they had made and laughed.

The two lovers laid down onto the soft grass of the Everfree Forest that hadn’t been coated in their love juices as they pant in exhaustion and satisfaction at the bout of love-making they had finished…

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Dragonok and Lupaka snuggled against each other after having accomplished their task with great vigor. Before long, Lupaka removed herself from his presence and lightly kissed him on his nose.

“Thank you, my lover. My pack will now surely survive for the better in these woods. I will not forget you as I tell my pups of their father. Speak of my name when you have need of me.” With those parting words, she loped off into the woods.

Daemon walked up to him as a cloud of miasma cloaked him for a moment before it dissipated to reveal the ebony knight. “So, how was the love-making? Did you bring me an apple?”

Dragonok sighed in wonder at his steed’s ravenous desire to consume apples. “It felt quite joyous to tell you the truth. I’m glad I could be of some assistance when she needed help. And I’m afraid I still don’t have any apples, Daemon. As I said before, we need to pay back the bearer of the Element of Honesty for the apples we took without her permission.” He slowly arose as he stretched his muscles after the intense workout he had just performed.

“What is this I see? Two strangers within the Everfree?” a voice said out of nowhere. The bushes rustled as they parted to reveal a zebra wearing golden bands around both her neck and one of her forelegs. “Who are you, if I may be so bold? I sense a great presence from you as that of forces of old.”

“I am Dragonok of Chaos True, and now I ask the same of you.” Dragonok replied as he rhymed in response.

The zebra simply smiled as she recognized a fellow poet. “I am Zecora of the forest of Everfree. Would you like to walk to my abode for some tea? We have much to discuss; involving that of a certain geas.”

Dragonok, upon hearing those words, grew grim as he simply nodded before the three began to walk towards Zecora's domain.

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Dragonok stared at the various masks that dot the inner sanctum of Zecora’s tree-house. He noted the aura of nature energy emitting from each one to provide a sense of welcome and peace as he drank some bittersweet tea provided by his hostess. Both relaxed over the comforting steam emanating from the brew as Daemon snored nearby before he spoke.

“This tea’s taste and perfume is quite good. As for other matters, are you one of the guardians of the Everfree woods?”

“That is not quite what I do,” she replied. “I only collect herbs and make a fine brew.”

Dragonok nodded at her explanation. “Then why have you come here, I may ask? Surely being so far from home must be lonely for such a task.”

“I search for herbs both potent and unique, and the Everfree has much that I seek. As for the loneliness I once endure, an extended hoof of friendship provided the cure.” The shamaness smiled at the memory of the yellow filly wearing a red bow that had helped her to be free of those times. “Now I have a question for thee; why are you here in the Everfree? I have heard tales of your destruction and might, but I wish to hear your side to make it right. For one side alone does not make a story whole; it is only with both that help reveal your ancient goal.”

“My tales, I’m afraid, are not for the faint of heart, but I wish to hear of the geas you mentioned at the start. For there is only one that I know, and its contents are considered both grim and hallow.”

Zecora simply smiled as she walked to a cauldron filled with a shimmering green liquid. “If you wish to know of the geas I speak, then pay your toll with a tale before I grant you the knowledge you seek. Just take a glimpse into my mystic brew; from there, I shall have a story and you an encounter and a clue.”

Dragonok nodded at her request and walked up the caldron and began to stare at its contents. As he watch the liquid swirl around and around, he fell into a deep trance…

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An ancient alicorn formed of the very earth that surrounded her smiled at Dragonok upon his entry. Grass formed stripes upon her rocky form as a massive tree with its many fluffy branches dotted with vibrant flowers rested upon her head to serve as her mane. Her shimmering crystal eyes gleamed with a peaceful light.

“It has been some time since we last met, Chaos Champion Dragonok. How was your extended vacation? I hope you weren’t too stiff.” She released a light chuckle which elicited a snort from Dragonok.

“I’m glad to see someone obtained some amusement from my suffering,” he said. “Now, what do I owe for the pleasure of your visit, World Warden Equus? I hope the geas has not already been shattered.”

“Not quite, Dragonok. As a matter of fact, it had only momentarily weakened for one of your sacred treasures to be released. I thought to call you through one of my children who still connect to my nature in order to give it to you. Is there a problem with that?”

Dragonok shook his head. “No, Equus, but which of my treasures popped out of the seal?”

“I believe it to be the Pendant of Plenty that you threw into the portal as bait for the World Wyrm; the one that allows you to summon forth great wealth through defeating foes without killing them in the process. Catch!” She threw a simple gold medallion engraved with the image of a snarling dragon’s skull toward Dragonok. He caught it in mid-air and hanged it around his neck. It momentarily twinkled before it disintegrated in a burst of black miasma.

“I’m glad to see the geas hadn’t fallen apart yet,” he said once it had disappeared. “It could have been much worse had the forces of the Abyss been released into this world.”

“Agreed, warrior of the stars… the power stored upon even the weakest of its prisoners could have easily tipped the balance of power in my realm. I would be content to see the kingdom of the Royal Sisters last for a long time without its evil taint. We have you to thank for healing this world, even if you did do a great deal of damage in doing so. Perhaps you’ll try to be a bit more careful on where you step this time.”

Dragonok released a heavy sigh as his head wearily hung from an unseen burden. “My main priority is to ensure that the Corruption does not create a writhing cesspool out of this world for it to acquire more strength to inflict the other multiverses. If I have to appear as the villain in order to do so, I will. I’m sorry but I cannot keep that promise in regards to my duty.”

To his surprise, Equus smiled and nodded. “I knew you would say that, but the Corruption you speak of has dissipated thanks to the reactivation of the Elements of Harmony. Now the lines between good and evil have been clearly drawn. Your task, at this very moment, has at least been halted if not ended. What do you say to that?”

Dragonok nodded at the truth behind her words. “I suspected as much ever since I saw Luna returned to her purified state. Ever since I have been freed from my imprisonment, I hadn’t felt even the weakest strain of Corruption tainting this land. Even when both Luna and Celestia wielded the Elements of Harmony, there was always some taint that I always had to take care of, but that is no longer the case for now. Thanks to the new Guardians of Harmony, all of the forces of this world have finally aligned into a state of balance for the first time in millennia. Now my only goals are clear: reunite with my allies, find new allies should the Corruption return, and absorb enough True Chaos in order to move on once I’m sure the Corruption cannot touch this collection of world for quite some time.”

Then you’ll have a ways to go, Dragonok,” Equus said. “Now that our time is almost up, I hope to see you again. By the way, could you comfort the little one once you return? She’s going to need it after claiming a glimpse from your past.” ”

Before Dragonok could even say a word, his mind slowly slipped back into the waking world… ________________________________________

Once he arose from his imposed slumber, the first thing he noticed was Zecora sobbing in front of him. He signed in worry as he brushed through her mane. She stiffened for a moment before consenting to his tender care.

“What was it you saw, young one? I doubt the memory you’ve seen was much fun.”

“It was of the day you returned from the dead after you saw your lover die as she bled. Then monsters forced you of eternal peace and tore your flesh, mind, and soul, piece by piece. Had your savior not lent a hand, you would not be here to take your stand. How is it you’ve endured so much pain when there is so little to gain?” She then sobbed onto his chest, surprising him for a moment before he relaxed and let her cry.

After she had finished shedding her last tear, her eyes had become bloodshot with sadness. “Forgive me for my intrusion into your past, but see that has left me downcast. If there’s anything you need, your requests I will heed.”

“Do not ask for my forgiveness, young mare. ‘Tis a rare gift you bear. To glance upon my past has given me some repast. A burden I do bear, but I’m glad that someone like you is willing to share. As for the past I’ve left behind, it would be best if, in my mind, it were left enshrined.”

He patted Zecora’s mane one last time before he left for the door. He gently nudged Daemon awake before she followed him out the door with an irritated grumble.

He turned back to Zecora and waved goodbye before he stepped out of the door and both he and Daemon vanished into the shadows of the night.