Tartarus, Eros Sanctuary

The Hall was empty. The throne stood in the middle, as usual, but Eros was nowhere to be found. However it seemed like he had found the time to repurpose the broken furniture from last time. In a far corner, surrounded by scraps of wood, stood a relief. It looked like a carved picture of two young alicorns. They were in chains, naked and their muzzles bound by a ballgag. The elder one kneeled in front of a huge alicorn-stallion, her buttocks raised in the air, while her younger counterpart was speared on the stallions humongous cock, her tongue lolling out of her mouth and her face distorted by bliss. A crowd stood in the background, cruel smiles on their face and spitting on the kneeling one.

On the opposite side of the cavern a portion of the stone wall moved to one side, revealing a hidden entrance and Eros, who carried a bag with him, as if he just came from shopping. His back was turned and it seemed like he was speaking to someone. "Yes, I am very thankful for this opportunity, but it doesn’t mean you can start pestering me!", he said annoyed, with a hint of anger.

"Don’t be like that? Have you any idea how hard it was, smuggling these souls through the higher levels to down here? You know that Cerberus patrols these areas daily!", came it back. The voice sounded alluring, sexual, but strangely high-pitched like it came from a little filly.

Eros rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, but I paid you already. The transaction is finished, the business concluded. Now piss off!"

"Is that the way you treat your former second-in-command? At least tell me, what you are doing in there! You haven´t talked with me for over seven hundred years, not to mention that I didn´t get fucked for over eight hundred!" The voice sounded more and more like a petulant child, accompanied by just the right amount of whining. "Just show me, already. Please, pretty please!"

"No!", bellowed Eros. Then he composed himself and sighed. "Look, Lilith. I appreciate your effort, but this is private. Don’t butt you horny head in and we will all sleep easier." Behind him appeared a green light as the Corruptor flared up to life.

Connection established!

"What was that?" A small pink hand, with sharp black nails appeared on the side of the entrance, as its owner tried to wriggle her way into Eros sanctuary.

"Nothing!"

The stallion’s horn flared up and the stone wall slammed into its original place, nearly crushing the fingers, that were hastily pulled back. Eros sighed in relief, turned his back on the door and walked away from the muffled sounds of an angry tirade.

The God of Lust walked over to the relief in a pace that seemed steady, but controlled like he was barely holding himself back from running. On the way there, he picked up the Corruptor and let it float beside him. "Couldn't have picked a better time, hm?", he said sarcastically, "Lilith was already a handful back in her prime. Her incarceration in Tartarus has only made her more frisky." He sighed and ran his free hand through his dark-red mane. "She was powerful and, more importantly, useful back in the day. But here she will only make problems. It´s best to not involve her."

He stopped before the relief. There he put the bag down and reached into it, pulling out numerous flasks that were filled with an smoky wisp-like substance. Every now and then, one could see a face appear before the glass, twisted in anguish and screaming wordless. Eros looked at them with excitement. "Damned souls. They are rarity these days in Tartarus. Since the god of judgment was slain, no new ones had been transferred here, so all that is left are the ones he condemned before his demise."

He took one of them and carefully opened it. Then he poured the contents of the flask into the wooden relief. The souls wailed for the time, they were outside of the glass, but were silenced as they entered the object. The relief flared up for a moment, before fading back into ordinary wood.

Eros repeated the process with all remaining flasks. At the end of it the relief was glowing in a ghostly light and the depicted beings on it were moving, as if they were alive. The crowd of ponies were shaking their fists, pointing at the kneeling alicorn filly, who was watching with tears in her eyes as her sister was slammed down on Eros´dick, again and again and again. At some point the younger sister regained consciousness, only to flash a wicked smile at her shocked sister and turning her head to give her assailant a sloppy kiss. That was the sign for the crowd to burst forward, grabbing the older alicorn and beginning to gangrape her. There was no sound, but the ecstatic look on Eros face showed, that he didn't care, as he watched the scene unfold before him.

After a while, the crowd dispersed, leaving behind a battered, broken and cumstained alicorn filly. Her sister on the other hand was achieving her final climax, as her small body was battered by this monster of a cock. Her belly bloating by the amount of cum that was pumped into her. Finally the wooden Eros pulled her from his still erect penis and then threw her, like a discarded toy, to the ground. The younger sister giggled madly, a blissful look on her face. She crawled over to her comatose sister and buried her muzzle in her sister cumstained snatch, greedily lapping up the remaining sperm.

Then the relief flickered and the scene reset. Everything was set to the beginning and began to play anew. Eros sighed in satisfaction, turned around and placed his posterior on the throne again. "This will probably entertain me for a while. And if I get tired of it, I can just carve a new relief.", he explained to the Corruptor. Then he cleared his throat. "Anyway, back to more serious matters."

"I have seen that you made some headway with Zexis while I was occupied. You secured Birdhoof’s loyalty and you've finally broken Scootaloo. Good, very good. She will be useful to us. Her type is exactly the kind of mare I like. Submissive and not afraid of a little bit abuse."

He crossed his arms and his cheerful demeanor vanished, as a picture of Zecora appeared on the screen. "That one however, proves to be quite a pain. I warned you about the capabilities of shamans, but at least you managed to interrupt her talk with that Applebloom filly. That could have been very dangerous if she had managed to get that girl on her side. On her own, she is isolated. But with somepony like Applebloom? The town would have been far more dangerous if she had brought Zecora’s suspicions to the wrong ears."

"So good job stopping that from happening. However it also means that Zexis will soon have his first serious confrontation and I have to be honest here. I don't know if he is up for it." He touched his chin in silent contemplation. "Well, it’s a good thing that you have connected to me now. This way you can strengthen him for the fight to come. But..." he tipped at the glass repeatedly, as he wanted to scold the drifters, "...let that be a lesson for you. Ignoring someone as dangerous as Zecora was an error, that could have been avoided. Try not to repeat it, okay? I don't care how you do it, but try to establish a spy network, so you have some eyes and ears in place when somepony catches you scent again."

After he was finished, he looked at the screen again, as question were popping up. "Oh right, forgot… you wanted to talk about something." He sighed, slightly annoyed, but complied. "Sure sure. Just make it brief, okay? I want get back to my entertainment." He waved his hand dismissively.

The screen flickers, and a beautiful maiden in a silk purple nightgown appears. She was sitting at a desk, books laying across with notes sticking out of them. Her hair was a deep black, with matching cat ears and tail, the latter twitching slightly as the only sign of her annoyance.

"Well, that event could have certainly gone better. We've been ignoring Zecora far too long. I'll have to make plans about her." Her annoyance fades as she turns to the screen.

"Greetings Lord Eros. I am Lady Catherine, though I hope you will forgive me for desiring to keep most of my identity a secret. I don't desire universe travelers to come pounding at my door one day. Anyway, my questions involve the history of Equestria. I am curious about the Crystal Empire. If my knowledge is correct, Sombra's reign was after Discord's so the Empire should still have been there at the time of your invasion. I'm guessing you had plans for it that never came to fruition and I wish to hear them. In fact, I'm interested in what you had in mind for Celestia as well.

"My second question is about Griffonstone or whatever the name of the griffon land is called. I swear the name changes every universe. So did you do anything to the griffons before your imprisonment?

"Anyway, my final question is Zebrica. You have already stated that you had corrupted it so my interest has been piqued. I'm aware this is a lot of questions but the author's comment on worldbuilding got me thinking, so feel free to answer only one of my questions. If you do, I suggest you tell us about Zebrica as that knowledge could help our Zebra avatar. Thank you for your time Eros."
The maiden, now known as Catherine, went back to her books as the screen flickered off.

"Well well, been quite some time since I saw a catgirl," Eros smile had a lustful touch touch to it, as he read the questions. "We don't have them on Mundus - that's name of this world, by the way - so I could only watch your particular race, as you lived your lives in other universes. Quite a tease, I can tell you."

"Anyway, on to your questions. You are right in your assumption about the empire. I had plans for it. However at the time Sombra took over, I had my hands full containing Discord’s chaos. You see, his appearance had caused a momentary truce between Celestia, Luna, and I. You can hardly fight a war when your weapons gain sentience, your soldiers begin to behave like sheep, and the entire landscape changes every two minutes. After the sisters had petrified him, the next two decades were spent repairing the damage he had done to the fabric of reality. After that we immediately picked up the war, especially from my side. I wanted to beat them quickly now that they had the Elements of Harmony."

"Honestly, I don't like delving into speculative scenarios. But, if I ever had won that war, I would have probably made two plans. One would have involved negotiations. Sombra was a powerful sorcerer, having achieved absolute mastery over dark magic. If he had more time on his hands, I'm sure he would have achieved the status of a Lesser God in time. Add to that his black heart and I would have felt pretty confident in drawing him to my side."

"If he had denied my offer, I would have gone with plan B. Conquest. Yes, thats sounds simple, but that's really about it. The Empire possesses the largest amount of crystals in all of Mundus, which makes it particularly important for anyone who dabbles in magic. Crystals are perfect storing devices and conduits of energy and that makes them irreplaceable in enchantments and the like. Not to mention the Vault of Amore, which houses a huge amount of artifacts. That was a price worth fighting over and I would have felt pretty secure going to war with him, considering that I would have the entire equestrian economy behind me, as well as my demonic armies and myself. I would have had a high probability of winning that war."

Eros scratches his chin, before frowning. "It never came to that of course, so the whole point is moot. If you want to know more about the Crystal Empire, its history, or Sombra, you should ask me another time. When I’m a better mood."

"Concerning your second question; I never had much involvement with the Griffon Aeries. There exist numerous over all of Mundus and they all are different from each other. With cultures as diverse as pony kind’s. Around three thousand years ago, griffons were the dominant species. Their Aeries had conquered half of the known world and were divided into three Aeries. Griffonstone was in the North, occupying the Goldbeak Mountains. They possessed the greatest wealth of them all, with deep mines driven into the mountains where they worked their slaves, mostly ponies. Their empire, which included what would later became Equestria, fell after five hundred years when the monster named Arimaspi broke into their palace, killed their king, and escaped with the Idol of Boreas. After that the Griffonstone Aerie broke apart into numerous smaller Aeries, who all vied for dominance."

"To the West, on the Continent of Lemur, was the Aerie Highwing. It was the most powerful one, with huge armies and swathes of steppe lands. Where the griffons could hunt and feed their population. Their society was built on the back of zebra slaves, who worked the fields and served as game for the griffons to hunt. Their Capital was on the lonely mountain Kimajajeu, from where they overlooked the entire steppe. However, that nation crumbled to dust as well. As it turned out, Kimajajeu was a dormant volcano and in 2300 B.E. (Before Equestria) it erupted, destroying Highwing and killing most of the griffons there. All that remained of them, were some outpost and smaller Aeries, but they fell when the Zebras saw their chances and rebelled. That was the point where Zebrica began its first steps as a nation."
"And the last Great Aerie is Loch Beack. It lies in the Old World and is the only aerie that survived the ravages of time. The griffons there settled in a mountainous and hilly region on the Island of Alba. Other than Griffonstone and Highwing, they abolished slavery after they lost a war with the native ponies of that island. The loss of that war also drove them to the north of that land and ironically, that secured their survival. They had not idol as keystone to their society or had to fear a slave-uprising. They were divided into clans and elected their king and this decentralisation made sure that a sudden crisis would not cause their aerie to collapse. They would continue warring with the southern pony kingdoms, but last I heard of them they were still independent."

"Still, the only griffons I interacted with were slave traders from the northern aeries. While Griffonstone had fallen from grace, the lesser aeries still continued their traditions and culture and as such had a thriving slave trade going, in which I participated, once I took over. Female griffons are maybe not as pretty as ponies, at least for my tastes, but they are resilient, tough and temperamental. So having one or two in my harem was a no-brainer. I saw a corruption of the aeries not necessary, as long as the slave trade went. Maybe at a later date, but at that point I was content on defiling Equestria."

Eros coughed. His horn glowed and from the cupboard a glass and a bottle of spiritwine flew into his hands. He poured himself a drink and cleared his throat. "Now, Zebrica....that was my first project. Giving the story behind it proper respect would mean telling my origins as well. But that would be too early, I think. Once Zexis is more established and I feel that my investment in you guys was a secure bet, I will probably consider it, but not now."

"What I can tell, is it´s history, before I showed up. As I already mentioned, the Fall of Highwing, caused a widespread rebellion among the zebra slaves. Unable to contain this uprising, the griffons soon either retreated into their aeries, to weather the storm, or were overrun. After that war was over, the zebras united under Zara Shuku, a powerful shamaness who in turn crowned herself High Priestess of the Spirits. The Theocracy of Zebrica was born."

"For a while, everything went well. The young nation was thriving, new alchemical arts were discovered and the commune with the spirits of the lands was discovered, which empowered the priesthood, as they were able to enrichen the soil and bring life-giving rain. That early golden age continued for about two hundred years, give or take. Until, one day, Zara Shuku - who at that point, achieved immortality - disappeared. No zebra today knows where she has gone to. Some say she has wandered over to the Spirit Plane, others say she grew weary and disappointed over her fellow zebras. Fact is, Zebrica had lost it´s leader and protector."

"And enemies soon appeared at their gates. A upstart young nation of sphinxes, called Kemet, soon attacked them with an army of chariots and undead, under the leadership of a Godking. The priesthood tried to resist them, but failed. The first war forced them to pay tribute in form of gold and slaves. The second war took half their territory from them. And the third war reduced them to a single city. When the fourth war arrived, it seemed like that would be the end of Zebrica."

"But they were lucky, in a sense. First, a valiant young hero arrived, who overthrew the incompetent priesthood, and installed himself as king. His name was Zanjawe and he managed to fend off the invading sphinxes, by assassinating their Godking. But that alone, would have saved them, if it were not for the foolishness of priests of Kemet. In their desperation to save their ruler, they bound his soul to his dead body, essentially reviving him as an undead mummy. But by doing that, they tore open the barrier between life and death. Soon their kingdom was ravaged by the dead and torn apart. Amidst all that chaos, Zanjawe lead his small army and reclaimed a large portion of zebra land."

Eros took a sip from the glass. "The undead plague would eventually pass, but Kemet was split into a lower kingdom and a upper kingdom and would reunited for the next four hundred years. Zanjawe however, would soon be assassinated himself and his title fell into the hands of his brother. The zebras would fall apart into numerous tribes, with the zebrican king only having nominal rulership over them."
He finished the glass and put it back in the cupboard. "And that is more or less it. What happened after my defeat, I don't know of course. That you will have to look up yourself with Zexis. I would, however, advise against that, because there is no telling,what Zebrica is today and we don´t know what the disparities of his memories and the reality would do to him."

"Any more questions?"

Hm. Zexis didn't want to tackle the issue of Timber Wolves yet... but Zecora apparently has some pull over them. Makes sense, how else would she be able to live in that forest if unless she has a way to stay safe amongst the many beasts?
No matter. We'll sort it out. Eventually.

Eros! I would have words with you!

First, are there any descendants of your time as Equestria's Premier Patron of Perversion? Looking back at your reign, most mares ended up very, very pregnant. I know of daemons and fiends who nurture pet families, sometimes with a drop of their servants' or even their own blood mixed in. Is there somepony like that in Equestria still? Are there any descendants of the founders you corrupted? We might find ways to activate whatever taint you left them with.

Related to that, you claimed your magic played a part in turning the Everfree into what it is now. If that's true, how much of it was seeded by you? Can you think of ways to capitalise on this fact? If that idiotic Draconequus did one thing right, it was to increase his power by letting it twist and corrupt his domain.

On to other topics... Changelings. They feed on love, and I bet they could easily feed on lust and domination/submission. They're your creations, aren't they? You had a hand (or another bodypart) in their genesis, I'd bet. Am I right? They're still running rampart across this world. They could see your new creation as a threat. We need to know what you can tell us about them.

Lastly, a personal matter.

There is a world parallel to this. Or perhaps it's a dimension, rather than a world. Somepony, an old ally of the princesses whom you might have known in person, created a doorway there: Starswirl the Bearded.

He took something from me. Three somethings, to be exact. I may want them back at some point. And I know for a fact that he put them in this little rubbish bin dimension of his. So, what do you know of mirror portals to different worlds? Specifically, to retrieve something from them?

That's all for now. Perhaps I should visit you, some day. We could play a game. I should warn you, though—I don't lose. The only being to whom I lose, neither of us wants involved in this.

Eros grumbled, as he saw the screen fill with more lines. "You really want to keep me from enjoying myself....fine, fine..." He shifted on his throne, trying to find a more comfortable position. He finally settled for sitting sideways with his legs dangling over the carved image of Celestia's crying face and his left hand idly groping the depiction of Luna's butt. "Can't really deny the Four Riders, can I?"

"I am pretty sure, that there exist somewhere on Mundus someone with traces of my blood in their veins. Gods can't really reproduce easily, you know. It takes a lot of time and effort to produce a child, even more so if a God is female. Luckily I had lots of opportunities and my semen was always potent, for a God. So yes, I had a lot of children. Usually they would succubi or incubi, higher rank of course, and join my armies. In some cases however, the child would be mortal in appearance. These descendants were usually way more gifted in physical department of their genders and with a high libido. However they were still more independent and, while they had preference for perversion, usually choose to live outside my influence."

"In Equestria there shouldn´t exist someone with my blood in them. Celestia had one thousand years to find and eradicate all my traces and descendants and knowing her, she didn't stop just with Equestria. Knowing that, I would say that there are probably only in Zebrica and maybe some in the Old World with my blood. In the former I ensured, that they would form the elite, so that my influence over their culture would remain. I don't know how successful that has been, though."

"The Changelings are not my creations. I don't know who brought into being. They believe it was the Great Swarm. A Hive Mind behind the stars, that spat them out, leaving them on Mundus. Their mythology describes it not favourably, but sees it as the ultimate goal. Every Changeling Queen wants to unite the Swarms and make them into another Great Swarm, elevating her to a status close to an Overdeity. But their infighting prevents that. And of course Changeling Kings are completely opposed to that, seeking a symbiotic relationship with Mundus or just want to be left alone, like the ones in Zirrbabwe."

"Now the Everfree is the product of my war with Celestia and Luna. I told you, that the two had escaped my conquest of the Three Tribes and the corruption of The Founders. They hid in the Everfree Forest and build their Castle there. As mentioned before, they attracted refugees and formed a small nation. When our war began, the Everfree was an old, but peaceful forest. And the Sisters had made sure that the will of forest was on their side. Any attempt I made on entering these woods would be met. Not only by their soldiers but also by the spirits of the land, as well. And they could attack my borders from it at any time."

"So naturally, I began corrupting it. Since the Will was peaceful and desired harmony, it was on their side. I needed to make it angry and evil and I thought it would then choose mine. Foolish, in hindsight. I started by having orgies at it fringes, defiling virgins with my demons. Then I let them give birth at the roots of trees and baptized the infants with my corruption, letting the magic and the fresh violated souls seep into the ground. The Sisters fought me at every turn of course, but I made my way slowly into the forest, inch by inch. After a decade of that, I successfully corrupted a large portion of the forest."

"As it turned out however, the Will did not choose my side. Instead it lashed out against everything that it deemed foreign. Animals turned feral and monsters began to dwell under its leaves. Vines began to rape any passersby and nymphes began pull soldiers into the trees to devour them. Not all was lost, as the Sisters lost their protection of the Everfree and despite the added dangers, I could finally engage them in open combat. The war took up in pace and the myriads of spells from either side twisted the forest even more."
Eros looked at the ceiling, as he remembered these days. The screaming soldiers, the cackling demons and songs of priests of either side. The blood that seeped into the earth, sucked up greedily by the surrounding trees, who loomed over the battlefields, like angry giants. The flames, the light and darkness. Celestia and Luna, in armor battling against him, trading blow for blow. Spell for Spell.

He gritted his teeth. "Next question...", he growled.

Interesting as always.

Eros, I must ask, what is it you favor as a general tactic, grabbing the light in the room and ensuring all see you as you work them right in front of their nose, to simply keep to the shadows and move things, or do you like to play the middle and shift the attention to a pawn, while you play the game, Or do you have your own ideal tactics that I can't think of or explain? Information is always a worthwhile goal.
If you don't mind another one while i'm at it, what do you think of the current achievements of your Avatar, do you think he'd be further along, is he right on track, or do you think he is being too slow?

"Well, I think you already have a pretty good idea, on how I operate. But, for your sake, I will summarize it. When I start my conquest, I usually do it by infiltrating myself. I get into a position, where I have access to the higher echelons of society and then start by corrupting them slowly. Once I achieved that, I will use my new allies and servant to establish a base of operation and bring in my demons. After that I delegate, crush the remaining opposition and expand. It´s a mix really. Broad things like warfare or economy I leave to my servants. But delicate matters, or things that are high priority, I usually take into my own hands."

"Zexis progress is satisfactory at the moment. He is staying under radar and despite some hiccups has managed himself well. But he hasn't faced any serious opposition yet, so we don´t know how he will handle himself there. I guess, all I can do is wait."

One orange and one blue light come on highlighting a figure in shadow who sighs.

"These recent events in the Everfree are a cause for concern. Sadly this may be beyond our ability to deal with right now. More consideration will be needed.

"Regardless, greetings once more, Lord Eros. I hope you are... as well as can be expected. To business."

He sighs for a moment before slamming his hands to the desk before him. "What in the name of all things holy happened back there? Can you give any possible explanation for these... ghosts!? Apparitions? What have you? Or at least a manner in which to fight them? We were lucky we had Applebloom's staff handy! Who are you going to call for this sort of thing!?"

He sighs and moves his hand to straighten something at his neck. Pulling his chair forwards a slight outline of his business suit can be seen. "I apologize for my outburst, but I am always... annoyed by something I cannot fight, directly or not. Discord is the most notable issue, but these ghosts concern me greatly.

"Another question to ask is what was Celestia and Luna like before your... incursion? Are these purity laws something they would have come up with on their own before you arrived? I think it's plausible that her... overly strict laws might be a result. It is very possible you have made her afraid.

"Lastly, if we can corrupt Ponyville and keep it under your thumb what are your plans? To move onto another city like Manehatten.. Or move on Canterlot? I imagine striking the capital before we are ready to be a folly. Not that we are ready to keep Ponyville in our grasp, regardless."

The lights shut off.

"We... will be watching."

Eros clenched his fists and fire was behind his eyes, when the Purity Laws were mentioned. "Don't remind me...this fucking bitch...." He fumed and his leg kicked out, hitting the relief of Celestia in the face. "The Purity Laws are everything I despise. Restrictive, prude and holy. Pressing an entire culture for a millennia into abstinence...."

His telekinesis grabbed a table and flung at the far side of the wall. The furniture crashed against the unyielding stone and broke apart. A chair followed.

Eros breathed heavily, before closing his eyes. His magic grabbed the broken pieces and with simple gesture he molded the wood back together, repairing the damage. The God of Corruption took a deep breath and relaxed again.

"To make it simple. Yes, it is more then likely that my actions caused these laws. Before that, Celestia was revered as a Goddess of Sunlight and Fertility. And that meant, that it was expected of her to be promiscuous. She didn't have a harem, like me. But she had lovers, and even got pregnant one time."

"It is most likely that me defiling her sister may have caused her to abandon that side of her. Or, the War of the Two Sisters left a greater impact, I don't know. Fact is, after my defeat, she took on the role of Princess of the Sun and - unofficially - Purity. And Purity cannot be defiled by sexual desires."

He looked at the last question and shrugged his shoulders. "I have no clue. Where you go depends on what circumstances pop up. Strategically it would be best to widen your influence over Ponyville, once the opportunity arises. Having your hands in numerous locations means you have bases to fall back on if things turn sour. And allies are always a good idea."

The mist rolls back revealing an emerald color dragoness with jade colored breast scales waking though one of the entry ways of the castle.

“Wow, that is unexpected.” The dragoness sighs “To be honest that was dumb, actually getting into a figh”

“I’m home!!!!!!” A shout echoes throughout the caverns. Turning her head, she see the blue dragon with white chest scales, entering the caves. Filing into the hallway numerous guards enter in, smiles on their faces. A large nude black dragon, with grey scales bows to the dragon.

“My Lord Fimbulwitner! Welcome home.” The dragon speaks.

“Yes, Welcome home.” The green dragoness speaks as she traces a claw of the Ice Dragon Lord’s bulging bicep, while the other grips on the firm blue ass cheeks.

“Rally it in for a moment Fluorspar.” The blue dragon’s baritone voice trembles, his cock starting to rise.

“There was no one remotely sexy at the monastery. I was able to help them embrace the ways of Eros, but I’m not into saggy breast and aging lips. And definitely not limp dicks.”

The black dragon’s eye ridges raise, “Odd choice of words. Is there a reason to why to added the last part?”

Sighing Fimbulwinter answers, “Obsidian, it’s because of.”

A loud crash echoes through the hall as an adult dragon comes chagrining in. His green scales are the same color as the eyes, as he is opening gawking at the guards and drooling. A huge tree being held in the dragon’s claw.

“Him.” Fimbulwinter sighs. “Apparently, he loves the other side of the nest and went to the monastery to cure himself. Once he fully came to terms what he wanted sexually, he couldn’t stop drooling at me, or beg or my cock.” The blue drake shakes his head. “Obsidian, please make sure this dragon waits in one of the rooms, while I talk to Fluorspar.”

Feeling the dragoness’s claws squeeze in on his ass, the drake shivered. Desire growing in his eyes, but determination keeping the passion from growing out of control, “Sorry Fluorspar, no sex yet. I need to talk to you and a guest about certain issues, and then I need to hear the captain’s report.”

The claw leaves his ass, as the green dragoness pouts indignantly, “Are you sure, there not enough time for a quickie.”

“If I get this all done within an hour, I’m throwing a whole wide castle orgy.” The Northern Dragon Lord speaks with conviction.

The green dragoness smiles. “Alright, let’s go into a private room, and get this done quickly.”

“Thanks.” The blue dragon lord sighs. “Obsidian, place that dragon into a guest room and lock it, so he doesn’t get out, but let him keep that tree he has dropped on the ground.

“Tree?” The dragoness smirks.

“He uses it as a dildo.” Fimbulwinter sighs.

The green dragoness and the blue dragon enter a room down the hallway while listening the green dragon speaking to the guards, “So you guys must be the guards. I’ve been a naughty drake, anyone here want to punish me.”

As the two enter the room, Fluorspar starts laughing. “HA HA HA HA What? HA Ha What did you do to that poor drake back there?” Fluorspar finally stops laughing but continues to snicker.

Sighing the dragon lord speaks, “That dragon, Merry Beryl, yeah that’s his name, really got me mad.” A sad look crosses his face, “Do you remember? I said that I lived at the monastery, that is where I learned how to flesh craft.”

“Yeah, I remember,” the dragoness smirks, “You said you had to go there, to get better at it, so you can finally give Tiger Agate a dick, just like Eros, told you.” The dragoness smiles, though while subtly jutting out her tits so Flimbulwinter can see their size and perkiness. Fimbulwinter’s cock starts to raise as his gaze soon locks on to those f size tits.

“Yes. I left that monastery after I found a book on Eros, and that book was burned by those dragons. It was that dragon, Merry, who ordered for its burning and even did it himself. Now I was naturally pissed at him. He robbed me of more information about Eros, when I was younger. But when I was corrupting him, finding out why he tried so hard to be celibate, I found out he burned the book because he loves the other side of the nest. He wanted to be fucked by manly dragons with big cocks and muscles, but he was so deep in the denial that he would have done just about anything to get rid of that idea, especially anything to sex in general. When I found this out, got it directly from his mind, he would even admit it verbally, I was so mad, that some of my anger may have affected his corruption. I honestly think I got him a torture or punishment fetish now.”

“How can you be so sure.” Fluorspar asks curiously.

Fimbulwinter’s gaze returns to her face with a deadpan stare. “You try having a dragon appear in your bed every night since his corruption begging for his punishment, while thrusting his ass in your face! If it was a dragoness I would have taken him. You know I personally only find dragonesses sexy.”

Fluorspar lightly jab, “So you’re sure you don’t want to try the other side of the nest.”

Fimbulwinter smirks, “You know I personally don’t care who a dragon or dragoness wants to fuck. It can be male, female, a family member, a rock, even a polar manticore if it fits your fancy, but if I don’t want to join in on that sex personally don’t force me to participate.”

Fluorspar asks, “So what are you going to do with him?”

Fimbulwinter scratches the back of his head, “I was honestly hoping you know one of our soldiers or nobles that prefer that side of the nest. Otherwise I don’t know what to do.”

“Aren’t you lucky, I threw my lot in with you all those years ago.” The green dragoness smirks, “I happen to know that Zircon Core, yeah the Court Sorcerer don’t make that face at me, likes either side of the nest.”

“Really, but I’ve only see him with dragoness, he even participated in several orgies and he fucked dragonesses, I’m sure of that.”

“Trust, me.” Fluorspar repeats, “He hides his sexual preferences from before you came because of how Permafrost would be mad when a dragoness refused his advances because she only wanted another dragoness. Sure, he got scolded by his father, but he always had it out for dragons who liked the other side of the nest, because of that. So, Zircon kept it secret, and when you took over, with your countless orgies with dragonesses, he feared you would be the same.”

“You know that is ridiculous, I personally don’t mind if he fucks, or gets fucked by a dick or cunt, just don’t bring me into it.

Fluorspar gently rubs Fimbulwinter’s massive pecks, “Good, Libra, the goddess of fairness, will be happy to hear that, I’m sure. She may even give you a blessing as well, besides from Eros.”

“Eros, oh yeah! He’s listening in on this, isn’t he?” Fimbulwinter’s eye ridges raise as he realizes who is watching.”

Kneeling into a prayer Fimbulwinter speaks, “Eros, God of Corruption and Lust, thanks for the blessing upon my kingdom, that I may be able to bring dragons back towards our true natures, and not those of the sun tyrant. May my pleas reach you as I ask you about the concern I have for my kingdom.”

“Firstly I must apologize for not corrupting Tiger agate yet, but I needed more skill. I have now gotten that, and will start on her corruption.”

“Do you approve of my idea for Merry Beryl. I hope that it may actually prove useful and stop rebellions from using dragons who prefer the same sex, since they would learn I don’t have a problem with that. If you know of a different path for me to take, with concerns for this dragon please tell me.”

“Finally, as you may have observed, I was able to allow the dragons of the Fang Monastery to embrace their sexual natures and traits that they have bottled up for so long. They are extremely grateful for this liberation. Though one dragon, one of my old mentors, asked in earnest if you Eros have had any dealings with dragons in the past. He, and I, don’t care if it is with the dragons of the south, east, north, or the lost dragons of the west. We both would like to know your dealing with dragons if you have had any.”

“Thanks for your blessing, I hope that I may continue to have your blessing as I help untie my kingdom and bring dragons back into your hoard.

The blue dragon stands up, and looks over at the tranquil sitting dragoness. “Fluorspar. Call the other dragoness, we are having an orgy in thirty minutes.”

The mist closes in as the two dragons leave the room, both are moving quickly and dripping with signs of arousal at the idea of a full castle orgy.

Finally a smile crept up Eros´ lips. He leaned back and watched the scene, that unfolded before his eyes. For the first time, he actually seemed engaged and he considered his thoughts for the next question, holding his chin and closing his eyes and he thought of an answer.
"Fimbulwinter, I can call myself fortunate for having such a loyal servant. It is truly invigorating to see how you handle your subject. If I were able to actually bless you, I would do it and I assure you that it is one of the first thing I plan to do, after I am free. Such diligence deserves a reward, after all."

"Your actions on Merry Beryll I support. While I myself do not really care for homosexuality, it is still important to enable it for your citizens. Not fetish, no sexual desire should be barred and it is one of my first imperatives to enable the satisfactions of one lust, no matter what it´s target is." He looked at the Corruptor, his eyes flashing to a picture of dismantled corpses and broken horns. "Within in reason, of course."

"Now, the corruption of the Fang Monastery is good news indeed. These old scale scratchers were too stuffed up anyway. Your question: Now, my dealings with dragons were limited. At the time I walked Mundus, the western and southern dragons very much locked into their war with Tiamat, and I kept away from that. With the East I had not contact and I didn't want to trigger a confrontation with the Dragon Lord who ruled there. So most of my interactions with your race were with the Northern Kingdom, but even then only with some individual dragons. The Ice Dragons were always stubborn and proud and I didn't want to spend the considerable effort in trying to corrupt them, so I mostly let them be, except for trade and the occasional mercenary."

Eros voice trailed off for a moment, as a thought entered his mind. "This makes your corruption of them even more astonishing. In that regard you have made me curious, Fimbulwinter. How did you actually manage to become the Dragon Lord of the North?"

The translucent being can be seen writing on some paper before turning to you and speaking.

“Wow that dragon was actually right about the colors, I’m impressed.”

“Now onto the questions, “

“This may be unnecessary to ask but just to clarify, is necromancy illegal and if it is how is it illegal? Is it when used a ticket straight to jail or the every sane reaction of an immediate execution?”
“Is our corruption like chaos corruption, in the way that it causes mutations over time?”
“Will the type of event change if we don’t attend to it and something in the same aria comes up again? As an example to clarify the question, will an event in friendship castle change from green to purple if not attended to or will those be of the green variant every time?”
“Why didn’t we get one of those law books the day we arrived like Thunderlane did?”
"Is there a black market or something that fills the demand for sex products and prostitution?"
“That is all I wish to know for now that hasn’t been asked by others yet. Now to start planning for the fight with Zecora.” The being turn back to what he was doing and starts writing again as your vision turns to black.

The Corruptors screen was filled with question in a matter of seconds. Eros tried to keep track, before finally shaking his head. "Breathe for fuck sake!", he said, as more lines appeared. It didn't stop, and he threw his hands up. "Fine, but I will make it short. Wasted enough time, already!"

"Kemet's fate should give you a good idea as to why necromancy is outlawed. If someone attempts it and/or succeeds, they are either killed or, in Equestria's case, thrown into Tartarus. No trial, nothing. Nobody wants another Grogar."

"No, it isn't. Lust corruption affects the mind and twist it to fit the newfound desires. Mutation can only occur if someone forces through fleshcraft or extensive use of magic."

"The events colour depends on the skills that are demanded. That can change, but doesn't always happen. It´s very much a matter of chance."

"I don't know, why you didn't get the books. For that matter, you also didn't get a party from Pinkie Pie, right? Wonder why..."

"A black market is most likely. Celestia cannot control all. If I have to take a guess, I would say that it comes from Manehattan, given the cities more lax attitude, when it comes to sex."

After that barrage of answers, Eros clapped his hand together. "Right, that's about enough. I satisfied your curiosity. Any more question have to wait for later. It's time for you to strengthen my avatar and prepare for the battle with Zecora." His eyes got a dangerous glimmer, as he pushed the corresponding buttons on the Corruptor. "If you win against her, I will leave the matter how to deal with her to your discretion. Just remember that she is a headstrong mare, and that will make a corruption long and difficult." A wicked smile crept up his lips. "But she will make herself great as a sacrifice. Should bring a good ability, as well. Of course, it is your decision, in the end."

He waved his hand and dismissed the Drifters, turning his attention back to his wooden relief, where Celestia was once again raped by the crowd of ponies. He absentmindedly fondled her depiction on the throne.

CP=6

New Traits

Affinity to magic (Fire/Wind/Earth/Water/Astral/Dark) - 2 CP

addictive cum - 2CP

fast - 1 CP

Resistance to magic (Fire/Wind/Earth/Water/Astral/Dark) - 3 CP

dexterous - 1CP

Affinity for Martial Arts - 2 CP

tough - 1 CP

Current Traits

huge cock - 2 CP

big balls - 1CP

Affinity to element (Plants) - 1CP

dominant - 2CP

charismatic - 2CP

intelligent - 2CP

strong - 2CP

handsome - 2CP

strong Libido - 2CP

Affinity to alchemy (Potions and Powder or Amulets or Enchantments) - 4CP

Author's Note

Wow, that was a suprising amount of worldbuilding I was able to do in this Interlude. Thank you for the opportunities, dear readers. I hope you enjoyed this tidbits and snippets about Equestria, Mundus and so forth. If you have even more question, I would suggest writing them down, so you have them ready, because it will now be at least quite some time, before I will make another Interlude.

A few things, I want to clarify: This whole story takes place on Mundus, which is a planet not unlike Earth. Equestria is placed on the western continent, where USA would be. The Old World is Europe and Asia, while Lemur includes Africa and the Middle East. I will add more details into the EXTRA for you.

Other than that, I will add the new traits into Extra Chapter. There you can also read up on the details, what all the traits entail, if you want to cast your vote. Procedure as always. Say what traits you want to purchase or upgrade and the ones with most votes win.

Have fun and Happy Easter.