New Legacy

Ch.63

“For the last time, I’m fine!” I shouted in frustration with my voice, since the moment everyone realized I was pregnant, they nearly demanded I take off my muzzle and other binding accessories. Just now, several of the goblina villagers including Haruna, were pestering me over trying to do work when I’m expecting. Blasted locals, just because I’m not using my Navel Pearl to hide my belly because of the experimental nature of this rebirthing process doesn’t mean I’m helpless!

“Miss Shimmer, I know your people may be different, but please don’t worry us. Monster pregnancies are precious, especially outside of the safer times to be having children.” Haruna pleaded with me, the cute goblina had been the most vocal in trying to get me to just sit on my ass and do fuck-all nothing until I give birth.

“Well, when are the safer times? I couldn’t exactly control this since it was either letting Shizu die permanently, or rebirthing her from my womb.” I huffed in annoyance and gave up, letting the goblinas take away the hoe I was tilling the soil with in preparation for a farm. It was hard enough just to beg this much work off of the wargs! Nobody understands that I’m a fucking dragon and my pregnancy isn’t going to slow me down when it’s not immobilizing!

Also, usually I’m all for lazing about, but for some reason Shizu is filling me with a restless energy, as if even though she wasn’t even out of me yet, her ego was just so powerful that it was affecting me. “The start of spring, which was months ago and sadly filled with strife from Veldora vanishing.” Haruna informed me as she guided me away from the fields towards the village.

“Right, your dragon god of storms. I remember hearing about that.” I muttered and rubbed my pearly belly. Come on, it’s almost time. Just come out already! These past two weeks have been so stressful because of your anxiety and need to be active! At least we’re having a feast tonight. I may not need food, but I still would like to eat something with how unhappy I’ve been lately.

“Shimmer!” I turned my head towards the voice and smiled at the sight of my wife, who immediately kissed me after she approached and rubbed my swollen womb. “There you are. You’ve been hiding from me all day.” Because I was trying to vent my stress only to get more stressed. “Come on, let’s go for a swim in the river.” Oo~! That’s a much better idea!

I let my wife lead me by the hand across the village and to the river that would act as the water source for the village’s irrigation and plumbing water. It wasn’t until we were near the river that I felt the tell-tale twinge in my belly. Shizu is coming. “You knew, didn’t you?” I smiled softly at my wife who returned my loving gaze. “Thanks. It’ll be much better to give birth here in peace. I know I’m a Chaos Goddess, but I appreciate my peace too much to give it up.”

“I know. Now, into the water with you.” Rora zapped my clothes away before pulling me into the cold water of the river. I shuddered and gasped as I let my body work as magical nature intended. I groaned and panted as I floated with my legs curled up and spread wide while Rora held me up to prevent the river current from taking me along.

“Ah~!” I cried out and then grit my teeth as I pushed. Shizu’s egg left me with a simple and easy long push through my birth canal. Her brilliant amber egg reflected the light refracting through the water beautifully. Thankfully Rora was ready and fished her from the water which washed away the afterbirth. “She’s so beautiful. Like all of my children.” I breathed as I recovered from my brief ordeal and took her in my hands.

“You can’t keep her either, Shimmer.” Rora reminded me sadly and I grit my teeth. When will I get to have the children I create?! Rora gently hugged me, feeling my pain that had grown ever since we began helping another dimension’s Displaced Saphira get started by acting as her surrogate mother without getting to be her mother. The raw fact that I’ve birthed so many, yet could claim none of them hurt.

“So you’re the one I have to thank for cursing me further? For keeping me from the peace of death?” Shizu asked me despondently and I sent her the memories I had of our conversations with my aunts about her, about Rimuru, about how she would completely replace any potential future Rimuru had. “I didn’t...I didn’t want to curse him. That wasn’t what I wanted. I just wanted peace. So...this is so I can support him in avenging me? So I can still pursue my peace?”

“So you can find your happiness.” I corrected and we swam out of the river where Rora summoned our clothes back on and I carried Shizu’s amber egg into the village to find a small gathering at Rimuru’s yurt. What now? “What happened this time?” I asked as we approached the gathering.

“The hunting party for the feast tonight was ambushed by ogres. Lord Rimuru pacified them since they did not seriously harm the hunters and now he is speaking to them.” One of the hobgoblins informed us and we shrugged before walking through the crowd and entering his yurt when people realized I was holding a large egg and wasn’t pregnant anymore.

“Hm?” The red-haired samurai looking ogre, who was fairly handsome despite his rough features, looked at us and then the egg in bemusement. “Ah, I’m sorry if I’m interrupting something else.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine. Is...is that?” Rimuru, clothed and comfortable in his new unicorn form, which had become a default for him when not sleeping, asked with awe and hope as he looked at Shizu’s egg.

“Yes. Shizu is very sorry for the responsibility she heaped upon your shoulders. I should hope that my family and I’s instincts on this are right, or you two might become embittered.” I approached him and held out Shizu to him.

“W-what is happening? Mother? What is this feeling?” Shizu questioned excitedly, likely calling me mother on instinct rather than any intent. After a moment of hesitation, Rimuru took her from my hands. “Oh gosh. My gosh. I’ve never…” I smiled when the beautiful amber shell shattered and Rimuru yelped cutely. He splashed into slime when my newborn amber daughter pounced on him and the flash of light was blinding. With a joyous keen, Shizu nuzzled the amorphous blob, which now had the Gedwey Ignasia shining in the very core of his body. “Rimuru~!”

No fair~! She can speak right away! I blame this world’s skills! She probably automatically got Thought Projection! After I hatched, I spent weeks without even remembering I had a previous life and even had to relearn how to speak through Rora! Hmph!

“Shizu?” Rimuru asked in bafflement, wrapping his life partner in tendrils of slime as she snuggled into his goo. “Shizu, is it really you?”

“What is going on? What is this raw power that you all possess?” The red armored ogre asked in awe and Rora spoke up so I could quietly enjoy the two relishing their new Bond.

“You just witnessed history in the making. Behold the first True Dragon born in centuries.” Rora proclaimed, causing everyone besides Rimuru, Shizu, Rora and I to shout in surprise.

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“So, you’re leaving?” Rimuru asked sadly and everyone else at the table exclaimed their sadness too, especially Shizu, who was still a whelp and would need months to grow into adulthood. I made sure to warn her of all of the trials she would be facing along with potentially having to face a life with no children if Rimuru doesn’t figure out a way around the issue.

“Yes. We can’t have you so dependent on us and we have our own family back home to get back to.” Rora explained as I whined since I didn’t want to leave. If not for our wives, friends and family back home, I would’ve loved living here. These people had become dear friends to us.

“You can summon us anytime with my Token.” I said as I set down the palm-sized stone with the Gedwey Ignasia on it in front of Rimuru on the table. “It will allow you to summon us at any time.” I had to include Rora in that, since we’re so intrinsically connected, that she was as much a Displaced as I was. “Remember sweetie, that you and Rimuru are one and the same. He is your Rider and partner for life, even if not romantically, but I know better than to think that.”

“Mom!” Shizu said with a blush that turned her amber face into a gorgeous ruby.

“Well, do you have to leave now? Why not enjoy the feast before you leave?” Rimuru questioned and I looked at Shizu with regret and her eyes filled with understanding.

“Because she might not be able to go if she waits.” Shizu answered and I closed my eyes as I turned to leave. “Goodbye! Thank you for everything!” Shizu shouted with her cute childish voice and I began to run before I took off and Rora joined me in the air before a wormhole opened up and swallowed us.

The next thing I knew, I had Pinkie holding my shoulders and Kala standing between Rora and I with Katrina holding Rora’s shoulders. I blinked and time resumed. “Huh?! Where did Aunt Eris go?! I’ve gotta slug her one for that mean joke about taking you somewhere for ten times the time you were gone before!” Kala shouted before taking a deep whiff of me. “Whoa, you smell good. I mean, you were pregnant for two decades, but wow.”

“If it’s alright with everyone. Can we just all take a nap?” Rora asked exhaustedly, emotionally drained like I was. I nodded imploringly and our wives all worriedly led us to the bedroom where we dogpiled into bed and got comfortable since they realized that something had happened from one moment to the next.

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[100-ish Years Later]

I was nudged from my meditation by my wife brushing against my mind. I opened my chaotic eyes to the contrasting peaceful deep basin that the Igualda Falls fed before it flowed into the Anora River until it then poured out into the Bay of Fundor far away. My magic, tied to Chaos in this realm ceased flowing for the first time in several days and I stood from the smooth stone I had placed here specifically for me to meditate and pour myself into the world.

I swam up through the cold water towards the falls, then into the canal that flowed into Mount Narnmor and consequently supplied Narnmor City with fresh water. I smoothly emerged to the cheerful greetings of many wargs and other species who called the docks of the city their place of work. I waved one of my gleaming manacle-clad hands kindly to them and continued home.

Over the decades since we had liberated Alagaesia, I have both calmed considerably yet become even more devious. This is evident in my choice to wear gilded manacles on my wrists, ankles and tail, while my equally gilded muzzle glinted against my sapphire snout. I was garbed in nothing else save a bikini, because my beauty deserved to be displayed and I adored the wandering eyes of others as I tempted them with my body.

I did not shy away from touches either, enjoying the bold caress of those brave enough to try, but I did not reciprocate. Soon, I entered the castle, where the nobles ruled the mountain city. Unlike Tronjheim, Narnmor was hollowed out fully and reinforced to host a much more traditional city that was lit from above by a giant quartz that mimicked the sun and moon.

We had the city of Wargon from Rimuru’s world to thank for the inspiration that led Roran to this bold and daring design that also provided enough stone, ore and other minerals for Carvahall and Therinsford to become properly constructed smaller cities of their own. Only fools dared suggest removing the shell of a mountain from over the city. This was a warg city first.

“Lady Shinescales. It is wonderful to see you again.” One of the many nobles, a unicorn who I can never remember the name of for he is a craven oaf I wish nothing to do with, greeted me as his eyes raked over my form. I did not mind it, but I did not appreciate that this cur assumed he could one day even touch me. “I believe your wife was asking for you?” I nodded and continued onward.

I had only probed his mind once upon meeting and that was enough. A shame that aside from being craven, he was not corrupt, because then disposing of him would have been easy. That said, I have never spoken to him. If I do not see you as being worth speaking to, then you won’t hear my voice in your mind. My muzzle is my means of helping prevent my loose lips from making trouble as it was a fashion statement.

“Love!” Rarity called out as she waved to me from her shop window. “My, you are wearing that boldly as usual. Are we still on for dinner tonight?” Rarity asked me and I sent her psionic confirmation. “We’ll be-ah! Spike~! Ha, ha, ha~!” Rarity laughed when large purple arms wrapped around her and pulled her into her shop.

My core ached with need as I caught the scent of my first mate and I hurried onward, willing my rapidly moistening lower lips to behave. I have not had eggs in so long. The Rider Order, led by Eragon with Brom and Oromis as his advisors, had more than enough Dragons and Riders. Too many by some accounts since many eggs had to be freed from the pact and made ‘wild’.

Rora then sent desire across our bond and I outright flew the rest of the distance and through our window. I panted through my nose in excitement and found Rora nude in our royal bedchambers. She was already masturbating and moaning my name before she looked at me with raw need in her gaze. I couldn’t dive into her and become Shimora fast enough.

We keened through our nose, my bindings were enchanted not to vanish and instead carry over when we fused. We drove our tail into our soaked quim and yiffed desperately before Pinkie Pie popped into our presence and pulled our phallic tail from us. “Nuh-uh! It’s not safe for possibly inbred dragons to be born~!” Pinkie giggled and we whined at her through our nose and tried to assail her mind with pleas, but her impossibly ironclad mind denied us. “Nope! We’re waiting.”

“Mmph~!” We whimpered and groped our breasts while fingering our cunt. Today was our 100th anniversary and it was also the day that we, Shimora, would bear the children of our wives.

We were so hot, so molten with need that we barely noticed when Katrina and Kala arrived aside from when Kala slapped that thick dick across our muscular abs! “Oh, fucking finally~.” Kala purred as she produced two potions for our other wives. “Drink up girls! We’re ruining her! Take off that muzzle!”

By Grauntie Wiatr yes~!

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We were sitting on a beach. That can’t be right. We were being massively inseminated by our three other wives in our passion, likely completely blowing our celebration dinner out of the water. Possibly wrecking a good portion of the castle in our unbridled, unleashed passion. “Well done sweetie!” We looked over at our mom, who was in a string bikini on a beach chair with her sisters on the other side of her from us. “You’ve accomplished everything you set out to do.”

“We did?” We asked aloud and gasped with our hands clasping over our uncovered snout with a blush. Shimmer has lived wearing a muzzle so long not just from preference, but because speaking aloud was embarrassing to her since it became magically beyond sexy and made people want to fuck just from speaking. Shimora suffered this peculiar curse too, but they had telepathy so speech was saved for the bedroom.

“Don’t worry, your inherited sexual allure from mom won’t impact us too much unless we let it.” Aunt Hermais assured us and we calmed down a bit. No need to panic over potentially inciting a spontaneous orgy then. Shimmer made that mistake once and that was enough.

“That said, you’ve secured a bright future for your dimension. You’ve done us proud.” Aunt Eris and her sisters raised their varied alcoholic drinks to us in toast and we beamed brightly. “That said, you’re about to fade into obscurity.” Huh? “So, I think it’s time you all finally moved to our dimension. The rest of your friends and family will go on perfectly fine without you.”

“But...our friends, family, our home? Why leave it at all? Can’t we just have a happily ever after?” We asked and the sisters all sadly shook their heads. “Why?”

“Because you’re about to die in a massive explosion.” Eris revealed and We felt cold to our soul. “Or you were. The next great evil has emerged, one that you will be helpless against. One that the others will succeed against without you since I dispatched a Time Squad to move them to safety.”

“What?” We gasped while clutching at our sternum where our Eldunarya went cold.

“Yes, sweetie. This evil was summoned to your world by Sombra’s final curse upon you. You remaining will not only ensure your deaths, but also empower this evil so that it will be capable of committing another genocide even greater than the one Sombra commited.” Mama Dongo gently told us before sipping her pina colada.

“So, you’re living with us now! As one of our chief agents in the Displacement Bureau, you won’t ever have to worry about providing for your family either! Well, after you give birth to all those cuties in your womb.” Hermais chuckled and then suddenly the beach was gone, we were standing in our full regal robes before a desk that Hermais sat behind with Dongoruas and Eris standing on either side in professional sci-fi business suits. “That said, let’s start orientation~!”

“W-wait! Can’t we at least be allowed to adjust?” We pleaded and blinked down at our skin tight sci-fi armored bodysuit. “When-eep!” We squeaked when Alberta suddenly hooked an arm around our waist and frogmarched us out of our cheekily smiling family’s office.

“Guess who is your partner, babe?! Oh and just as a heads up, I’m told you’re to be treated as a perma-fused person because that’s how we operate here. So long as you keep your split egos in private or when in other dimensions beyond our security systems, you don’t have to worry about magic security getting confused and having you detained. So, welcome to the job! You’re stuck on desk duty until you have kids though, so sorry about this.” Alberta apologized and we could practically feel our swirly eyes spinning.

“What? Just...how? When? Why? Where?” We whined in confusion before Alberta poked the tiny bump on the wrist of our right sleeve and an omnitool like Kala’s appeared with an ID of us naming us Shimora and labeling us as a Class-A Displacement Agent. “But...but…”

“Don’t worry. Half of us here were just as hopelessly lost on our first month of orientation. So, let’s get started!” Alberta led us through the cubicles and we dizzily followed.

That was how our life for the foreseeable future began, as Displacement Agents, or as a Displacement Agent. Our job was to intercept, protect and serve dimensionally Displaced persons. Thank gosh Kala, Pinkie and Katrina came along with us, because we couldn’t live without them.

More often than not though, our job usually involved getting pregnant and either facilitating a rebirth or creating a Dragon Rider on a world without them. It was not a thankless job though. We love it, it pays well, our coworkers are great and the Empire is an awesome place to live. Especially when you’re acknowledged by the oligarchy that rules it.

“Hey~! Listen~!” We could live without that ringtone though. “Hey~ girl! It’s your hundredth work-anniversary~! Sorry though, no party. Instead, we’ve got another task for you, one on the world of Lunarule! Not only is it a Displaced being dropped into a dimension where a Displaced has already completed their adventure, but you’re going inside of her! It’s super oversexed~!”

Lunarule?! The goddess who literally has a planet as her womb?! We fucking love our job~!