Corruption of Souls

Ch.65

“How can you not have realized this?!” We cringed from the words of the Royal Inspector; Stern Slate, who came from Canterlot at the behest of Celestia after We’d approved of getting our home inspected for renovations. “This place is a security nightmare! Your throne room should be at the very back of the keep! Not at the front door!” The stallion, an aged and gray, mustachioed noble who seemed the sort to have earned such a title continued on his rant.

It’d been a half hour already and each person who tried to interrupt was brutally chastised and left in shame.

Apparently Celestia felt it prudent to send an Inspector who happened to be a former architect and even worked on several buildings in Canterlot to assess the ‘structural soundness’ of Unity’s infrastructure and architecture. The fact he immediately railed on us for thinking ‘this abomination of an ad-hoc cavern’ was a suitable place to have our seat of power.

“Well you see, We didn’t actually plan the Keep it was…”

“I don’t care who or what it was, it should have been fixed ages ago!” Stern roared as a miffed Harmonia strode up behind him. “I am well aware that this place has evolved from a literal cave, but it’s more than that! This Keep needs to be relocated to the very back wall at least to start with. Without Princess Twilight here, such a task will take years!” The gray stallion fretted, pulling on his coiffed mane.

“Excuse me. I’ll have you know this place has-.” Harmonia was interrupted by the stallion rounding on her, pointing an accusing finger up at her face.

“And you! You’re the most magnificent natural wonder of the world and you let bats roost in your branches?!” Stern Slate demanded of Harmonia, who instantly stepped back.

“O-of course! They’re-.”

“They’re a menace! There’s plenty of home space for them out in the forest and they’re getting guano all over the town square! The front courtyard of a town’s keep and a city square should not have to have a dedicated cleanup crew just for animal droppings!” Stern declared with disgust, making Harmonia blush.

“B-but-.”

“Now go out there and tell those adorable fuzzy creatures to roost in the forest!” Stern ordered the goddess, who seemed distraught.

“I...oh...okay…” Harmonia sniffled before she turned and left with a meek shuffle.

“You know those are her pets right?” We asked with an angry glare.

“Bats are not city-friendly pets. It’s in the legislature for every town. If she wants to have them as pets, they need to still live outside city limits or in a menagerie.” Stern informed us seriously.

“Alright.” We gave up on that before We got up and headed to the door. “How to solve this issue? We know of a few building styles from our former lives and games of Willow.” We muttered as We left while Stern growled, clearly not happy We were leaving. We grew in height once outside. “This place is beautiful in its own way.” Although he is right, seeing custodians going around cleaning up guano did ruin the natural and magical beauty of the town square.

“Be that as it may. You must adhere to health and safety guidelines.” Stern called up at us. “I don’t want to, but if I see this place as being too dangerous to live in, I will have to order it unfit for habitation. You must work to make this place safe and defensible.”

“The Defensible part is underway.” We grumbled before thinking of coming up with little helpers to work out crafting bits of the Keep we wanted to build. They would need to be part goo though. Then there was the fact our keep is literally a hole in the wall with dimensional pocket magic used quite liberally. “Our keep will have to wait for Twilight though.”

“As frustrating as that is, I agree. It can wait. It isn’t urgent considering it’s at least as far from the entrance as possible, but you must address the immediate housing issue. Your citizens can only double-up for so long before tensions rise and sickness starts to spread from too many people clustered together. Then there’s your food situation. Milk and Cum are good nutrition, but you need more for a balanced and healthy population.” Stern Slate insisted. The fact he even said that with his personality spoke volumes of this world’s society.

“We know.” We groaned before remembering something about Willow. Her soul was one of Magic, or rather Our soul was Magic. “Can We...no, talk to Starlight about borrowing Twilight’s books...how much soul energy did we eat during the fight with Hell that wasn’t tainted enough with Argent? Increasing our Intelligence so We don’t have to rely on our Twily for the less complex stuff will give us a jump start.”

“Princess?” Stern sounded lost now as a very unused trait of ours demanded to be used.

“Yes, I can teach you some spells!”

Why do We suddenly know a spell to harden scales?

“Wait! Wrong one! Damn it!”

“Your concerns will be seen to, Stern. Feel free to rest in one of our home’s spare bedrooms. We have much work to be done.” We walked over to the Lordvessel, the Firekeeper loitering as always, but wearing slightly more casual clothes and even kicking her paws as a guard, off-duty We hope, talked to her. Good for her. Once there, We shrunk back down and sat at the Lordvessel for the first time in what felt like ages.

We were barely surprised when the magic menu pulled up and listed a mind-boggling 3,958,967 soul units. Holy Hell, no wonder Undead and Ashen around during times of war in the past were so powerful. This meant We could afford 49 level-ups to SL155, still lower than our Goddess Form’s total, but this meant We could specialize our Combat Form even more.

That said, our current focus was on our Intelligence. It would help us better understand and learn magic. Attunement seemed more useless to us as time went on, since it seemed to govern the ability to do more spells at once than how many spells you could actually learn. That said it’s good for multitasking, but our Combat Form is meant mostly for melee combat anyway. Besides, it wasn’t like We were trying to replace little Twily as an Archmage, that’d be rude.

We dumped about 20 levels into Int to bring it to 40. Next We looked at Faith. It was an odd thing to consider, since We had actual Faith for our goddess and were a goddess ourselves. What would it do? Curious and not really seeing a reason to put more points in our other stats for the time being, We dumped 29 levels into it to reach 39. Confirming the changes, We blinked at the rush of power and jumped when We spotted the Lewd Bar glowing and the tanks holding our’s and Urta’s milk and cum practically pulsing with power. Even Ava’s brazier was burning hotter, our own crystals freezing and growing to counter the flames.

Then We gasped, grasping at our stomach and moaning. Panting, We looked around, seeing Harmonia shimmering along with her usual glow. Looking up, We could actually sense Celestia in the sun and it didn’t blind us. “Babe~?! W-what’s happening~?!” We turned our gaze back down and found Urta panting as she staggered towards us. “W-wanna...wanna fuck~...” Urta foamed at the mouth as she tried restraining herself from pouncing on us and around us We noticed nearly everyone staring at us with slack jaws and drooling.

“Wow!” We yelped in shock, feeling the need to fuck, but not bound to it for once. “Okay, um. Everyone, calm down.” We declared and suddenly there were gasps as the rapidly building sexual tension simply vanished and Urta practically collapsed onto all fours, gasping and shaking. “Urta, are you okay?” We asked as We rushed to her, kneeling down to help her up.

“Holy fuck babe, what was that? I haven’t been in such a fierce rutt since you used Sandy’s magic on me and turned me into a baby factory.” Urta asked as she put a hand to her head, still looking woozy. “Shit, all the blood rushed to my dick so fast I nearly passed out. Then it just stopped and I was even more calm than before that. What did you do?”

“Praise Wiatr~!” Came a declaration from the Lewd Bar and the changeling stallion who ran it was looking at a glass of milk with absolute reverence. The milk practically shined with iridescent white power and he chugged it. When done, he sighed as he fell into his chair, looking beyond pleased.

“We increased our Intelligence and Faith statistics for our Combat Form, but what does this mean? Our Goddess Form which We use the most has Intelligence and Faith at 30, but this is too dramatic for a 10 point increase in both to cause.” We were genuinely baffled, what did this mean?

“Wait, how many forms do you have?” Urta asked in confusion.

“Three. Combat, Goddess and Casual. Combat is our only form We can alter by infusing our Soul with Soul Energy. Goddess and Casual are locked.” We explained somewhat. “We’d get more into it, but the factors of our individual capabilities are enough numerical data to fill a page with inane statistics as it stands.” Urta blinked and looked confused. Why? We explained quite succinctly that We improved one of our forms and now exponential amounts of results are coming to fruition. “We absorbed soul energy and became stronger.” We tried to simplify, only for her to look insulted.

“I got that much. Why are you using so many more words than usual? You sound like your bookworm daughter.” Urta’s words made something click and We gasped.

“The non-combat effects of our Combat Form are cumulative with our other forms!” That has to be it! It is the only explanation! While in practice, We only have 40, 30, or 10 Int at any given time, that only accounts for combat! This means in essence, We have 80 Int outside of combat! “This means We must hit the books immediately!” We rushed back to our apparently unsuitable keep for the portal to Twily’s castle to see if Starlight was home in Twily’s empty palace.

(<3)

“You seriously understand those books?” Starlight asked in bemusement as We scanned the pages of a geomancy spellbook while she and Trixie watched us, clothed in comfortable robes.

“Yes. Interestingly We found all our Forms have a cumulative effect on our Stats when not in combat.” We explained. “Wait, so what would be our Attunement out of Combat...30+10+10 being 50, how many spells can We use at one time then out of combat?” Willow never bothered to munchkin Dark Souls, so We had no idea how many ‘Attunement Slots’ 50 Attunement was. “Hm, We’ll need to check, won’t help in combat since We’ll only have 1 slot available if We’re fighting outside of Goddess Form. Thankfully magic is less tied to catalysts and scrolls these days, so We can swap out spells on the fly, but can only use one at a time.”

“You speak of the ancient magic practices of attuning catalysts with spell scrolls?” Trixie asked in confusion. “Why would you even think about such outdated methods?”

“Wiatr is composed of three people. Daring Do the Archeologist, Svartr the Godkin warrior from the First Era and Willow the Corrupted Undead Displaced.” Starlight informed her friend, who blinked and looked at us in perplexity.

“Also Dragon Queen Ember, but not completely yet-there’s lewd geomancy spells? Stone vibrators? Hm…”

“So Trixie was worshiping three goddesses, not just one?” Trixie questioned, making us blink and look at her from our book.

“You worship us?” We knew the Sand Witch Coven did, but We performed an immense miracle for them. It was practically expected in hindsight. We only ever met Trixie once in passing.

“Well, yes. Luna and Celestia have never been Trixie’s favorite. Cadence is too Lovey Dovey and Twilight, well, she was Trixie’s rival and now friend. It didn’t feel right to worship her.” Trixie chuckled with a blush. “Then there’s the fact that Trixie enjoys Sex and Commerce.” At Trixie’s words Starlight blushed a bit.

“What about Fertility?” We asked with a bit of a surprise. If she only worshiped us for our two ‘lesser’ Aspects, that was rather interesting.

“Trixie has never been interested in foals, or rather; having them. Trixie prefers entertaining them more than mothering.” Trixie admitted while rubbing the back of her head.

“But you’re so good with them.” Starlight commented as she gestured to the two tuckered-out twins in a rocking basket at Trixie’s hooves.

“Have you seen Trixie try to change their diapers or clean them?” Trixie huffed.

“Their diapers weren’t clean when I left to get a change for them this morning and they were both changed and clean when I came back.” Starlight folded her arms under her bust and quirked a brow.

Trixie just pouted and looked away. Oh? Somepony is secretly an aunt-mom? “Regardless, We thank you for your devotion.” We bowed slightly to her and Trixie gasped when she suddenly shined with iridescent light.

“T-Trixie f-feels...oh~...” Trixie squirmed in her seat and gasped, pulling up her robe and we all gawked at the pillar of blue pony penis that sprang up from her groin. “T-Trixie wasn’t serious when she fantasized about having a penis! T-take it back!”

“I think it’s about as big as Twilight at half-mast.” Starlight commented, making Trixie’s face burn red.

“Huh...that’s odd, did We just bless you?” We mused in confusion.

“Obviously! You just granted one of Trixie's deepest fet-.” Trixie covered her mouth, blushing even redder. “L-look away from Trixie~!” Trixie declared as she ran away in embarrassment.

“Trixie wait!” Starlight called out, levitating her twins behind her as she gave chase.

We ran a hand over our fennec ears, then shrugged. So We can Bless others without having them suck our dick or become our child in our womb now. That’s a plus. Maybe We can even more easily learn how to unbirth without adopting someone as our child, so Cocoa and the rest can have an orgy inside us. We’ve gone through nearly half of the Lust Demon prisoners and turned them into babies in the process of trying to figure it out. At least their sins are absolved.

Oh well, if Trixie doesn’t like her Blessing, We’re sure the Handmaiden has Reducto to get rid of her new dick. We went back to the book and hummed as We learned as much as We could about geomancy.

“We are so doing that vibrator stone spell at some point.”

Definitely.

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“Okay, so you’re suddenly an archmage?” Visillia asked while We stared at the formerly blank space of the back wall of Unity’s blue stone box canyon. It now had white chalk outlining the main gates of what would eventually be our new home.

“Only outside of combat thanks to our new Intelligence Visi.” We answered as We focused, picturing in our mind’s eye the act of cutting out the blue stone that would become the front gates as well.

“And the whole town-wide orgy that almost happened?” Urta asked, since We had failed to explain properly earlier.

“We’re literally a more potent Goddess because We increased our Faith, thus increasing our potential for being worshiped and the two-way benefits of it.” We explained as a separate idea of goo based golem workers to help with details of the stones came to mind for later. We weren’t an artisan after all.

“Right~. Fertility, Sex and Commerce. Two of them are lewd, so that makes sense.” Urta nodded in understanding as our magic cleanly sliced into the stone with the geomancy spells We were casting. “It also explains why the merchants and bureaucrats got excited about their work.”

“Well, We’re sorry if We hurt anyone.” We idly commented as We took a piece of paper in our magic and sketched down a fox-like creature to start mostly with Iron based around the goo, so probably a fox-sime works best with maybe gold or silver for decoration...debate for later. “What do you think, Visi?” We asked as We cut out the front gates of our future keep, the same size as the originals.

“If it’ll keep the old nag’s mouth shut, it’ll be fine.” Visilia waved her hand with a sigh. “Berserker isn’t here to do the deed.”

“Well, I meant for the golems, but yes, We’re making sure this is well defensible.” We declared as We made sure to carve out arrow slits for future turret emplacements and snipers beneath the walkways of the second ‘floor’ of the box canyon with full view of most of the canyon. After all, the Keep is meant to be the last bastion of defense.

“Any word from Twilight and the others?” Visi inquired, likely reminded because of mentioning Bryan.

“She mentioned Berserker running into them and almost ripping Applejack in two after he fought some turned ponies for six blocks straight, but thankfully Applejack is obscenely tough compared to most beast-ponies and they managed to talk him down. They’ve settled down, but are still moving towards the Dream. Two weeks have gone by since Berserker entered.” We replied as We tried not to think too hard about the inconsistent nature of time in Ash.

Visi let out a sigh of relief. “That’s good. Although, why did he almost kill AJ? Did he mistake her for something else?”

“From the sound of it they rounded a corner just as he was killing his latest group of Beasts and mistook her for another Beast. She’s looking more wolf-like now, same with Rainbow Dash.” We informed our lover as more stone blocks began rasping free of the solid stone, which would be used in construction above if We had any say in it, which We do.

“Will they be able to revert back to their normal selves?” Visilia questioned with a clear tone of concern.

“We don’t know. We hope so. Although, there was something interesting about Berserker. According to Twilight, he was in his hybrid form even though We saw he went in as a Human.” Considering he needs that odd mirror to change forms that could mean anything.

“That’s...odd.” Visi raised her brow in confusion.

“How so? He’s doing it to blend in. Most things in there look canine, why not look like them?” Urta reasoned quite logically after she’d approached us, observing our work.

“Because he can’t change into his hybrid form.” Visi answered with intrigue in her tone.

“How so?” Urta asked as she checked the time with a pocket watch from her cleavage.

“Because he needs a special mirror to do so and he went there as a human. This means the World within the painting changed him. I don’t know what for, but he could be doing something more than just saving the girls and Luna.” Visilia theorized as We moved further into the hole We were excavating into a royal keep.

“I agree, but I’m going to have to head off for my afternoon rounds. Stay sexy babe.” Urta winked at us before she left, making us smirk.

“Goodness.” We sighed and went deeper into the rock, pulling out massive solid blocks of stone like it was straight from a quarry. Then again, this pretty much was a quarry right now.

“Wasn’t Yharnam built around the worship of blood?” Visilia asked us after a few moments of silence.

“Yes it was.” We confirmed after We began making rooms, going by a similar layout to the demolished Castle of the Twin Sisters, but We were running out of room to put the stone We were cutting out. Puffing out our cheeks in annoyance, We idly teleported the blocks to an area of the plateau We knew was barren and clear of debris.

“Seeing how Berserker’s blood can purge away the Corruption, wouldn’t that make him a cure to the Old Blood?” Visi pressed on and We shook our head at the thought despite our hopes.

“Maybe.” We replied as We marked spots for murals and illumination crystals to be placed later with chalk We casually levitated around as We continued cutting the foyer out of solid stone, leaving pillars to support the high ceiling. We’ll have artisans carve them later.

“As long as they’re alive that’s all that matters.” Visilia sighed as she looked around the place. “At least it looks good. It’s like a classical castle foyer, very defensible and regal.”

“Thank you. It still needs the details worked out, but that can be for later. It’s just the basic form for now.” We informed our lover.

“Aside from all of this, the boys are coming back. Hell has been pushed back, for now.” Visilia told us with a smile. “I guess you get to see the rest.”

“Yeah, We guess so. But first We’ll need to move our furniture in here once the different wings and bedrooms are finished and change what the old home was used for after it’s use as temporary shelter for our citizens is over.” We said as We thought this over. “Next will be working on the halls connecting the wings, then the bedrooms are first priority so our wives can move in. We will soon have the basic holes made, but now We need to route tunnels for piping, wiring, air holes for-.”

“You have people for that.” Visilia reminded us firmly. “Draw up the plans, get some people in on it, review it, finalize and they’ll get started on it.”

“Hm, yes.” We hummed as We summoned paper and started drawing up plans and looking over what We had already made.

“It’s all about utilizing what you have at your disposal. If you have what you need on hand, you’ll be able to do it. You have people so utilize them.” Visilia chided us in exasperation.

“Right, We’re too used to doing it all ourselves or having Twily doing it without us asking her to.” We chuckled with some self-deprecation.

“It’s too time consuming and it’ll cut into your schedule.” Visilia remarked.

“We know, it’s why We’re agreeing to Cadence’s suggestion of servants.” We reminded her. This was going to be a proper castle, even if it was inside a plateau rather than atop it.

“Good. The more help you get, the merrier things will go.” Our Demon Princess nodded, looking satisfied with our decisions.

“Good.” We sighed and sat down in the temporary stone chair We made in the foyer while marking more spots, even areas for enchanted windows to act as skylight since We had no clue what magic Twilight worked for the ambient light that seemed to emanate from everywhere in the old home along with the flameless braziers with crystals. That said, it was quite dark in here for now. “So now with this basic design finished, We can move on to a few other projects.”

“Those projects being?” Visilia questioned.

“These little guys.” We declared as We showed her the sketch of the foxy-slime golems. We were considering making them obscenely cute to distract from their possible lethality if used for battle. “And learning some combat magic.”

“The golems, right.” Visi nodded her head as she looked over the sketch We created.

“Yes, We’re hoping to use them as workers for the finer details, maybe even as cannon fodder in fights so we lose fewer soldiers.” We explained with our ears folded back. All those dutiful Guards, dead, because they weren’t nearly prepared for such a battle. Unity shouldn’t be where such brave souls die when they can be on the border patrols where the country’s barrier makes fighting much safer for them.

“I must admit, you get to work fast Princess Wiatr.” Echoed the voice of Stern Slate as he entered the unfinished foyer of the beginnings of our new keep. “Hm, it’s rather dark in here. You should send for some mages to work in temporary light for safety going in further.” He paused and rubbed a hand on a block of stone. “Excellent quality stone. It’ll make for good building material.”

“Yes, it will. We’ve just gotten started on our new keep, the old one will be used as housing for the homeless until their homes have been rebuilt once We move into this one. We’re also thinking of a few things to help the guards and protect the housing on the plateau too.” We informed the inspector as We looked around our new foyer.

“That would help with the housing in the short term and the extra building materials would go a long way in any defensive fortifications and housing. What are your plans?” Stern asked with a hum of interest.

“First we must reinforce the tunnel.” Visilia stated with a grim scowl. “So many died in that tunnel that didn’t need to if we had proper gatehouses on either end and maybe murder holes along the top to dump boiling oil or something else deadly on invaders.”

“Sounds like what We had in mind. We’ll get to work on that ASAP once We’ve gotten some rooms for our family here and some citizens can move into the old home. We also plan to put a small fortification around Harmonia to protect her base where she’s the most vulnerable. It will have small towers along it’s walls for snipers and will also act as a proper temple to her and the Lordvessel.” That was also the original intention of Unity too.

“Hm, that would block some of Harmonia’s light, but it would protect her and secure her portal nexus too. Good idea.” Visi commented with clear approval in her tone.

“Which means you’ll have to use more light sources down in the canyon without Harmonia’s light filling it entirely.” Stern brought up, making us sigh. There’s always something more.

“As for the plateau, there will be several guard towers along the cliffs. As for any walls, higher walls wouldn’t do much that the cliffs already accomplish, We’ll settle for some low walls for cover from incoming fire, but otherwise the towers will serve as lookouts and long range support.” We finished explaining, even doing a few rough sketches in chalk on the block next to Stern.

“Excellent. This will definitely help Unity’s defensive capabilities, but what are your plans for the food situation? Your milk and semen may suddenly be even more magically potent, but people still need a balanced diet.” Stern questioned as he scratched his chin.

“My people and I will handle that.” Visilia told him. “However, shipping in food is not a fixed solution. We’ll bring in farming equipment and other tools, but we need space to build a farm. Preferably one with fertile grounds.”

“Such as the Everfree and the new towns springing up in the newly lush Saddle Arabia. Don’t think I haven’t heard of this ‘Overgrowth’ and it’s demands. It won’t make establishing a proper farm here easy. Especially with such limited space both on the plateau and in the forest. You’d be better off helping the Saddle Arabians get their own farms up and running first.” Stern declared which made us blink. We hadn’t even considered using the towns forming around the forts for anything!

“That’s a wonderful idea Stern! We’ll arrange for some farms to be established in the fort towns and hm...We’ll have to try to bargain for some land from the Everfree too. Maybe at least a few acres along the road to Ponyville to start.” We considered all of this and sighed. “Hard thing is finding out how to contact Overgrowth. None of our slime daughters have come back since We agreed to it’s demands. Those same demands already are getting in the way since one was to replant trees along the road to Ponyville.”

“Right.” Visi sighed in annoyance, pinching the bridge of her nose. “We need to invent better transportation for the locals too. Magic carriages and overly expensive trucks only go so far.”

“What do you mean? We have cars here and there’s no chance of the Everfree allowing us to cut more trees back for a railway. Then there’s the fact that with a third of the pony population having wings, flying carriages are a thing too. No, what’s in the way is Overgrowth’s inflexibility.” How ironic, that a place called the Everfree was so strict.

“Which is going to cost us a lot of resources, manpower and time if we do that instead of just farming at the forts.” Visilia groaned in frustration.

“Be that as it may, We’ll just have to wait for our slime daughters to start arriving to ask for an audience with Overgrowth. Until then, We’ll have to spend bits on importing food while the fort farms get started and we focus on our defenses and housing.” We decreed and Stern Slate nodded.

“That is sound reasoning. I’ll report that things are on their way to proper Order here. I’ll be back in a month to see how things are going. Good fortune to you Princess Wiatr.” Stern bowed slightly and then left briskly, causing both of us to sigh in relief.

“Fucking finally. I can’t stand another minute with him around looking over my shoulder so he could yell my ears off.” Visi grumbled and We huffed in frustrated agreement. We bet Stern Slate’s Talent is berating people, he’s made absolutely everyone here terrified of him in the thankfully short time he’d visited. Except for the Night Sentinels as Stern soon found out that verbally chewing them out would result in getting a bloody nose, when he went off on Visi every last one came to her rescue. “Honestly, Berserker would’ve outright killed the nag for being annoying. Even when he does have a point. As a matter of fact, the first chance he gets is when they meet.”

We were about to reply when something very, very weird happened.

We blinked when We felt a rush of...of something. Then a basket of what looked like chocolate appeared at our paws. “Um, where did-?” We felt the odd rush again and this time a bushel of wheat appeared. “W-what is-?” We backpedaled away as more food began appearing. “Ah~!” We squealed in fear as We were chased by magically materializing food. “What’s happening?!”

“Why, people are sending you Offerings!” Harmonia chuckled when she entered the unfinished foyer. “I normally get scrolls with wishes, for you it seems it’s food.” Harmonia giggled as she picked up the basket of chocolate and took a piece. “Money too apparently.” Harmonia stated as small bags of bits began following us too.

“Make it stop~!” We pleaded in our sprint outside into the canyon, where We yelped when a large gourd appeared in front of us and tripped us. “Oof! No~!” We wailed while We were buried in a flood of magically spawned food and bits. What a way to die~! ...Oh. That’s right. We don’t need to breathe, are nigh physically indestructible and We’re a Goddess. “P-please stop sending us offerings!” At our plea, the flood of food and money stopped.

“That’ll only last a short while. You need a designated place for your offerings to go to.” Harmonia informed us from outside our mountain of food and bits. “Especially considering this seems to be a backlog as it is.”

“Backlog?!” We yelped, looking at all of it as We crawled out from under the massive pile that had buried us. “Why food and coins?!”

“Fertility, Sex and Commerce.” Visi answered, nibbling on chocolate, holding it and a bag of bits up. “Fertility is associated with growing food, chocolate is often associated with sex since it’s an aphrodisiac and the bits are self-explanatory.” Visi then finished her chocolate, grabbing another piece from a basket near her.

“That’s about right. I’d suggest you link your essence to a storage silo or something. I don’t have many offerings and they tend to be scrolls which are easy to store and dispose of so I can’t help you there.” Harmonia shrugged as she finished the basket of chocolate, grabbing an apple and biting straight through the core. “Mmm...damn, Andre must have knocked me up good if I’m this hungry.”

“Hm~.” Visi hummed, having a dreamy look on her face as she nippled on some more chocolate. “Wiatr, do you even have a Temple or Shrine devoted to you?”

“Um, not that We know of. They must have Shrines since they’re putting these offerings somewhere for them to end up with us, but We definitely don’t have a Temple.” We declared, picking up some of the chocolate and taking a bite. Mm~ someone really knows how to make chocolate!

“You may want to consider having the Temple built for you. This way, none of these offerings will keep popping up wherever you go.” Visi told us as she relaxed a bit.

“But We already have so much work to do~!” We whined and stuffed more chocolate in our mouth, rubbing our stomach and humming, really wishing We could just pull Visi home and throw her onto the bed to fuck her utterly sense-. “Stop eating!” We demanded with a flush and the two women promptly ignored us, nibbling more chocolate and looking at us hungrily. “Calm.” We ordered and felt a pulse. They blinked before they spat out their chocolate and threw it on the ground.

“Great. So your offerings make people horny if eaten.” Harmonia huffed and looked longingly at the lewd goodies. “That’s not fair.”

“I thought it would be a good answer to our food issue, but if it’ll send people into a sex frenzy it’s no better than bringing down another heat season on us.” Visi sighed in disappointment. “Well, if we warn them of the side-effects, I’m sure a lot of people wouldn’t mind so long as it’s just eaten at dinnertime.”

“What’s going on over here?” We turned to see Sabrina approaching from the direction of the portal nexus, likely home for the day from her magic lessons with her coven. “Why is there food everywhere? This isn’t sanitary.”

“We’ll explain later.” We sighed and wondered how We were going to manage this new mess.