Redux: Lineage

"Richter..." Illuminia sighed, watching me as I picked up my discarded sword and shield, wiping the snow off of them and drying them on my shirt.

I didn't answer her at first, too busy staring at the space in the air where the portal had been, a sense of guilt and sadness rolling over me.

"Richter," Illuminia said again, walking over and placing a large hand on my shoulder. "Will you be okay?"

I sucked in another breath, shaking my head, and turning around with a smile, trying to remind myself that this was temporary.

"Of course. I'm just on a slightly-irresponsible vacation, is all," I chuckled, meeting her golden eyes. "So until it's time for me to go home, I'd better enjoy my time here, right?"

Illuminia smiled quietly, seemingly happy with the fact I'd not lost hope in the face of being away from home for a year and a half. Her eyes were cast down to the sword I was holding, her head cocking and her eyes narrowing in a questioning glance.

"May I?" she asked.

"Sure thing," I nodded, handing her the longsword without hesitation.

She took it in her hands, the weapon being rather small for a woman of her stature, but she seemed to admire it nonetheless. She looked it over, tapping the pommel with a fingertip, examining the crossguard with an amused smile, and eventually looking at the blue steel of the blade.

"This is not a metal native to your world," she said. "You've forayed into the demon realms?"

"I haven't, but I imagine my family has," I shrugged. "I've heard it became standard for Alicorn weapons to be made of Kairosteel."

"Hm. I would say it is good that you continued to develop after we left..." she said, her tone becoming much more sombre as she spoke. "But that isn't entirely true, is it?"

"No. We all burned out in one way or another..." I nodded, taking the sword back and sheathing it as she handed it to me.

"I also noticed it has lead to some... uncouth relationships," she stated, clearly having dabbled into memories of rather raunchy things while in my head.

"I... well..." I said, feeling a little nervous about her judgement of our actions.

"I suppose I cannot blame you. The first breed of Alicorn were created with a procreation instinct," she nodded slowly. "I honestly should've expected this would occur if your numbers became too low."

"Instinct?" I asked.

"Yes, with Alicorn being a small number at first and an immortal race, we designed an instinct that would make you more inclined to pursue sexual relationships with your own kind," she explained. "It was put in place to prevent an Alicorn ageing past the interest in sex or curbing their desires due to them wanting to focus on other things besides raising children."

"I think... I think that's happened to me," I nodded.

"Oh, it has. In your... interactions with your mother and aunt, the increased semen production and the 'mental haze' you experience is designed to make impregnation guaranteed should you ejaculate inside a female Alicorn's womb, and the mental haze is to keep you focused on finishing while ignoring a lot of outside stimuli. We made a race destined to be politicians, so we were aware of the distractions that would come with that. So we created what was basically a temporary 'rut' and 'heat' effect on an Alicorn whenever you're engaged in sexual intercourse with another of your kind."

"So... we're not being cursed for the, uh, uncouth stuff?" I asked.

"No, as becoming angry at you for it would be the same as becoming enraged at starving animals eating all the food in a larder when you put them in there yourself," she said with a shake of her head, her long, blonde hair tumbling slightly as she did so. "It was through a lack of foresight of our own that this happened, and you are only doing what is natural."

"Thanks... I guess..." I said.

"But since we've been here to grow and nurture the second breed of Alicorn, we've never let them become underpopulated enough to, how shall I say, follow suit with their older cousins," she said.

"Wait, second breed?" I asked in shock. "There are more Alicorn here?"

"Certainly. My sisters and I view the Alicorn as the pinnacle of our creations, so when we came to this world, the first thing we did was create a new group of them, established them as rulers of the new kingdoms we created, and continued building from there," she explained. "In the time since their creation, we've had a lot of chances to work on and improve the Alicorn, presenting our wish to change them to each one and asking them to accept. They do willingly, and we feel the changes have only served to improve them."

"Such as?" I asked.

"Well, one of the major changes we made within a few hundred years of their creation was their fertility," she began. "In a world where the Alicorn integrated so heavily with other species, we felt it a little unfair for those that settled down with men and women not of their own race, that they should never bear children," she said. "So, we adapted them to make them able to bear children with nearly every race in the realm."

"Oof. I think I'd be in deep trouble if I had that ability," I said, a terrified feeling washing over me as I remembered all the women I'd creamed in my life.

"I am aware," she nodded, her mind also having all of my sexual escapades in it. "Though, on the topic of your differences to other Alicorn... would you like me to examine your magical lock?"

My eyes widened in shock, having been used to being powerless for so long that I barely ever thought about it.

"Uh, yes, please," I nodded.

Illuminia placed another hand to my forehead, her large fingers being as soft as they were warm, while she fell silent and seemed to work for a long moment. I wondered exactly what kind of strength I'd unlock from this little treatment, how quick I'd pick up on magical abilities, and just how much power I really had at my fingerti-

"Impossible..." she said in a shocked tone.

Or not.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"This seal... it's beyond anything I've ever seen before," she blinked, stepping back and looking at me. "I can sense the second soul attached to your own, his soul, and I can clearly see the lock he has placed on you... but I cannot unlock it, no matter how hard I try."

"But... aren't you a goddess?" I asked. "Aren't you supposed to be an all-powerful magic being that can will anything into existence?"

"Yes, but it isn't that simple. Magic isn't simply a force that responds to basic concepts and urges. It's an extremely precise art, almost a science, that requires every single thing you wish a spell to do to be outlined and listed before you use it. One simply cannot think 'fire' and then throw a ball of fire. You must first create the parameters: what kind of fire, how you wish it to be shaped, how hot you wish it to be, and all the other properties of such a spell," she explained.

"So... what does that have to do with the seal?" I asked.

"The seal itself has that same list of properties... but the list of things that aren't working is staggering," she went on. "Often times the greatest way to slip past a defensive spell is to target a factor the caster did not think of. If a ward is immune to all fire, that does not mean the person is protected from heat, merely that a stream of fire cannot mark their skin. They can still sweat, can still become dehydrated. Exploitation rather than overpowering is the key to overcoming defensive magic..."

"But?"

"But this seal appears to be immune to everything I've thrown at it," she said, shaking her head and looking over her shoulder. "Arragaithel has come up with a shield that appears to be truly impenetrable... even by myself."

"What about the other Goddesses?" I asked. "Can't they do anything?"

"They may be able to think of something I have not, and that's the only hope we have... but if they cannot out-fox this seal's defenses... then I fear it may never be lifted," she said. "I... I am deeply sorry."

"Don't..." I began, burying the excitement and hope I'd felt moments earlier. "Don't worry about it. I've lasted this long without it, and I'll keep going without it if I have to. Gotta think positive, gotta think objectively."

"As you say," she nodded. "Do you wish to consult them, in case there is a chance?"

I thought quietly for a long moment, weighing up the options. I could say no and prevent myself from further disappointment. But at the same time, I could say yes just to see, but not expect anything. That way if I wasn't able to have my magic unlocked, I hadn't gotten my hopes up. But if I was, well, then I was pleasantly surprised.

"Sure... it can't hurt," I smiled, getting a gentle smile from the Goddess in response.

"Then we shall visit the Council Chamber to see if any of my sisters are available," she said, placing a hand on my shoulder and teleporting us there.

The world faded to white once more, then reappearing in a circular stone area surrounded by enormous waterfalls. The air temperature was still a little chilly, but nowhere near as bad as the mountain. The waterfalls were miles away, so what should've been a deafening roar of water was a rather pleasant rumbling sound in the distance, allowing me to relax and enjoy the ambient sound.

I looked around, seeing thirteen thrones set in the stone circles, each marked with a different symbol. I noticed that only three of them were filled, one with a woman reading, another sharpening a sword, and the third and final one appearing to be asleep.

"Sisters, I have need of your council," Illuminia called to them, getting their attention immediately.

The one reading, a woman the same height as Illuminia with long, flowing white robes, brunette hair, bright green eyes, and a buxom figure to rival Celestia glanced over to Illuminia... and then immediately locked onto me. She gasped loudly, tossing her book aside and bolting over to me, grabbing me in an embrace so tight that she nearly shattered my ribs, squeezing me into her enormous breasts and almost suffocating me.

She set me back down after her sister tapped her on the shoulder, signalling to let me live, before stepping back, keeping her eyes on me at all times and her hands on my shoulder. Her smile was warm, loving, and motherly... and something about the way she smelled and the way she simply... was kicked off a breeding instinct in me that made my dick harden within a matter of seconds.

"You... you're an Alicorn, aren't you?" she asked in a floaty, airy voice.

I couldn't really remember my own name at this point, my head swarming with a mix of confusion, arousal, and desperation just to hump the beautiful woman in front of me. I could feel my eyes sparking up in the same way they would glow when having sex with other Alicorn, that same swampy, mental impairment spilling over my entire body as my lust continued to skyrocket.

"Umbrya," Illuminia said. "Would you mind calming down a little? You're melting the boy's mind."

The brunette looked between her sister and myself with a pondering expression, only for cold realisation to hit her, an awkward blush and a giggle sounding as she caught herself. She closed her eyes, exhaling slowly and, as she did so, I felt the lust and breeding desire melt away like ice in front of a jet of flame. My cock softened rapidly, my eyes returned to their normal brightness, and I could once again speak without tripping over my tongue.

"What... what was that?" I asked, breathing deep and slowly.

"Umbrya if who you worshipped as the Mother of Fertility," Illuminia said. "She often graces weddings and marriage ceremonies and emits a rather strong... consummation effect on the bride and groom. This wouldn't be much of an issue if the poor girl could control the output of that desire wave, but she often gets excited meeting new people and... lets it slip."

"My apologies," Umbrya said, standing up straight and smoothing the creases out of her robes, allowing them to tightly hug her enormous breasts once again. "I should have it in check after all these years... but what can you do?"

"It's nice to meet you," I said, holding out my hand for her to shake. "I'm Richter. And yes, I'm an Alicorn."

"That's one of the older ones, right?" the woman sharpening her sword called over as Umbrya shook my hand, not looking up from her task. "What's he doing here?"

The woman sharpening her weapon was a dark-skinned giant with fiery red and yellow hair, musclebound and extremely fierce, even moreso than Luna was. She wore sparse, yet strong-looking armour, being mostly a breast plate, bracers, and greaves, all seemingly to show off her large muscles, shredded abdomen, and tough exterior.

Good Gods, I wanted this woman to crush me between her thighs...

"A small accident with the remnant tear brought him here," Illuminia explained to her other sister.

"And he's stuck here until it opens again?" she asked.

"Correct," Illuminia nodded, turning back to me. "This is Lillidia. She's our War Goddesses that watches over all conflicts and makes sure they're as just as they should be. If a side begins committing atrocities, she'll step in and end it herself."

Please end me, strong woman.

"Then I suppose I best introduce myself, shouldn't I?" said the third woman, the one who had been asleep.

She had long, dark green hair, matching her the colour of her dress, something that I could only describe as a... leaf-styled cheongsam, something that held and marked her distinct curvature rather nicely... but she didn't hold a candle to Mrs Hips, Thighs, and Tits that was Umbrya, who had now recalled her book and held it in her hand as her green-haired sister made her way over to me.

I took her hand as she offered it to me, shaking it firmly as she smiled kindly. They all seemed really nice so far. Well, Lillidia seemed a bit rough around the edges, but a lot of the combat-obsessed people I'd met often were.

"This is Senara," Illuminia introduced. "Mother of Seasons."

I wondered where the other ten sisters were, and if they were going to pop in at any moment, but Illuminia brought the topic back to why we were here. She explained my struggles with magic, the block that Arragaithel had placed on me, and how I'd like to help them remove it.

Umbrya seemed to focus on something else for the time being.

"You were created in such an unnatural way?" she asked in an almost-horrified expression. "Goodness, that won't do. Is there not any other way you can produce Alicorn?"

"I... well..." I began, not willing to bring up the ince-"

"Now wait a moment... you were born from the womb of your mother," she pointed out. "She's an Alicorn... you should breed her when you get home!"

"Umbrya!" Illuminia exclaimed in a disgusted tone.

"I know it's a little irregular for how we planned them to survive, but if these strange DNA-infusion births risk damaging an Alicorn as much as it has Richter, then I simply cannot sit by and allow our race to be corrupted like this," Umbrya said, crossing her arms. "While in any other circumstances, I'd wish to avoid inbreeding, Richter is the only male of his kind left in that realm, and the only other female Alicorn is his own mother."

"Actually... there are two other purebred Alicorn," I pointed out. "Celestia and Luna..."

"Then you should breed them, too," Umbrya nodded. "As unnatural as it is, Alicorn do not suffer from weak genetics of any form, something that inbreeding only compounds on. An inbred Alicorn will not only be born without any genetic defects, but also they'll be purebred with none of the problems Richter's genetics have caused him. The only issue surrounding it is the social stigma or the females being unwilling to breed with him."

"I... I don't see a problem with the latter," Illuminia sighed. "Richter and his female family... his mother particularly are very... intimate."

While the other two Goddesses displayed a rather apprehensive look, a wide smile spread onto Umbrya's face as she pressed her hands to her chests in an charmed gesture.

"The most loving bond in the world... it seems only natural, does it not?" she asked.

"I don't see how a son ploughing his mother is anything natural," Lillidia said with a shrug. "But share your depraved theory like I know you're going to."

"Well, a marriage is not bound by blood and the two have not grown together, they are only family through law. Siblings do not share this bond as, while they grow together, their is no dependence that breeds attachment between them. Father and daughter, the only other relationship that comes close, but the father does not have the bond with the child formed through pregnancy, nor does the daughter have the bond formed through nursing, as the father doesn't perform this task," Umbrya explained, Lillidia rolling her eyes as her sister spoke. "But a mother and son... their bond is formed from birth, through carrying, through nursing, and through the raising of the child. They share a closeness unlike any other that no other relationship in the world can even hold a candle to. That is why I feel the kind of love Richter shares with his own mother is nothing more than a welcome extension to a relationship already closer than marriage."

"There is... logic in what she says..." Illuminia said after a moment's silence. "I don't agree with it, but it certainly is there."

"Getting back on topic and away from Umbrya's incest fetish," Lillidia said sheathing her sharpened sword and setting it down by her feet. "How do you think we can fix the boy's magic?"

"Personally, I do not think we can," Illuminia sighed. "I have tried all I can think of, but perhaps one of you may think of more?"

"Don't ask Illuminia," Lillidia said, casting a glare at her sister. "She'll probably try to tell you that rubbing his face into his mother's vagina is the key because of some stupid reason."

"Look, you have the right to not agree with me, but just because my viewpoint is different than yours, doesn't give you the right to insult me for having it," Umbrya growled.

"But the fact your viewpoint is fucking stupid gives me a written slip to bully you for it," Lillidia growled.

"Sisters, please, can we at least try to appear civil in front of our guest?" Illuminia asked. "Do you believe there's anything you can do?"

"Let me take a look," Lillidia nodded, getting up and walking over to me. "I'm gonna take a look at the other memories to see if there's some kind of hint in them."

She did as Illuminia had done before, pressing her fingers to my head and using her magic to explore my mind. She flicked through most of my own life, going through a lot of the training with Luna and the fighting... before I felt her stop on a rather specific moment in my life: the time I'd fucked Twilight in Beaumont. I noticed her lip curl slightly, as well as a faint blush appear on her cheeks and a slow, ragged sigh of sexual frustration.

"Fuck..." she muttered under her breath. "You nearly broke her in half..."

"Lissidia!" Illuminia snapped angrily. "Do not pry into the boy's life anymore than you need to!"

"Yeah, yeah, but..." she said, shivering slightly as she got to the memory of the recent threesome with Luna and Cadance. "Unf... you really know how to give it, don't you?"

Illuminia grabbed her sister's wrist, pulling her hand away from my head and putting her face a threatening distance away from the War Goddess'.

"I have told you already: do not violate the boy's privacy," she snarled. "If you cannot follow such a simple request, then return to your seat and allow the others a chance to help."

Lillidia snatched her arm away, glaring at her sister before storming back to her seat. She sat down in a huff, twitching and fidgeting as she'd clearly given herself 'the horn', as it were, viewing my sexual memories and was now a little pent up.

"I'll assist," Umbrya said, walking over to me and placing her hand on my head, skipping straight to the seal and seemingly working through her own checklist of things to try.

Her lips pursed, a look of determination flashing onto her beautiful features for the shortest of moments, before it faded away to a sigh of defeat. She opened her eyes and looked at me, a short moment passing before I heard her voice in my head.

"May I view the memories of you and your mother's love?" she asked in as polite a tone as someone could ask while wanting to voyeur on incestuous sex.

"Uh... go right ahead..." I thought back, soon feeling her go through the multiple occurrences where I'd had sex with Cadance, Umbrya seeming to adore the first time in Winter's Maw the most, her expression showing one of content and adoration for the love between us.

Her eyes focused back on my for a brief moment, her voice sounding inside my skull once more as she made a rather surprising offer.

"Once Illuminia has left you, I shall come to you," she said in a giggling tone. "I am very interested in experiencing the love you have given your mother... would you mind spending the night with me?"

"Not at all, Your Holiness," I answered, not even trying to hide my desperation to ream her.

"Then I shall wait for my sister to return without you. I hope I am to your liking," she said, nodding her head and walking away.

"Nothing?" Illuminia asked.

"Not at all," she sighed, sitting in her throne and crossing her thick thighs over. "I fear none of us will crack it."

"Do you wish for Sensara to try?"" Illuminia asked.

"No... I don't think it's gonna work," I said with a shake of my head, wanting to end this partly because I felt the effort was entirely futile and mostly because I wanted my cock inside Umbrya as fast as possible. "Thanks for trying, though."

"You're very welcome, Richter..." Illuminia sighed, pursing her lips and thinking. "Now. I suppose we'll have to find you some lodgings for your irresponsible vacation, won't we? Do you have any kind of place you'd like to live in mind?"

I figured 'between your sister's thighs' was not a good answer, so I said a nice, small house would do me just fine.

About as well as your sister was going to do me tonight.