Nexus Effect

Ch.112

“I feel a disturbance.” Luna muttered as she read reports on the so-called Dark Lords from the findings of Cocoa’s deep-cover spies in Hell’s dimension.

Zariel of Wrath, who was the one most frequently in charge of their military muster for her endless desire for carnage and bloodshed. She was apparently a Corrupted Celestial, but nobody knew how to potentially purify her.

Dispater of Sloth, who refused to budge from his fortress for nothing less than the direct order of the highest authority of Hell.

Mammon of Greed, whose dealings with mortals were always enticing and was often the one causing mortals to believe Hell was a reasonable bargaining partner.

Belial of Lust, he entices mortals with promises of pleasures of the flesh unparalleled. He does not lie, but he does not mention that those who become his toys are to never leave.

Geryon of Violence, whose mind-shattering violent insanity caused any who neared him to become as madly brutal and twisted as he.

Glasya of Deceit, who was the most mysterious and unknown, aside from being known as an incredible beauty.

Baalzebul of Gluttony, whose hunger knows know bounds and nothing is off the menu.

Mephistopheles of Envy, whose desire to take anything he coveted from others by any means made him dangerous to even his fellow demons.

Satan Asmodeus of Pride, the eldest ruler of the 9 Bringers of Evil and surprisingly NOT the God of Evil, but he is the Prince of Darkness. The other half of his essence was somewhere under lock and key within his own realm.

Lucifer/Luci, the God/Goddess of Evil, mother of demons, ruler of none, oddly described as ‘quite pleasant’ by the spy who had been caught by her and survived tea and cookies. Survived being a stretch, since the tea caused embarrassing belching and the cookies were laxatives, yet the supposed mother of demons was fair enough to her victim to give her use of her lavatory. Which had plastic wrap over the bowl and suspiciously enticing luxury toilet paper.

“What does wife Lulu mean?” Cocoa asked as she licked Luna’s flared glans under the desk.

“I think Slayer is back and he is near a goddess I am unfamiliar with. No sign of the others, though.” Luna sighed while she pet Cocoa’s dick-sucking central head.

“Cocoa can send troops to retrieve.” The free head on the left said before sucking her nut again.

“That is unadvised. I believe they are on the other side of the portal to Devorak.” Luna replied before grunting and she began pumping her copious quantities of cum into her thirsty wife.

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“Feel better?” Luci asked Slayer with an impish grin from where she was sitting on a stump while he was lounging against the sharp incline of a hill next to the old felled tree.

“Why are you enjoying me spilling my life story? What part of this is Evil?” Slayer asked in bemusement, having gone along with her insistence that he ‘get his issues off his chest’ in an entirely serious non-saucy manner despite their mutual nudity.

“I’m relishing the fresh pain you feel before the relief sets in.” Luci admitted freely and Slayer sighed out of his nose with a shake of his head. She was weird. That was also fucked-up and twisted enough for him to believe she truly was Evil if in subtle or unexpected ways.

“Okay then, creepy lady. Whatever you say.” Slayer appreciated it nonetheless. He wasn’t sure why he opened up to her of all people when it took centuries for him to feel comfortable enough with his adopted siblings to let them know as much. “Are you mind-controlling me?”

“Moi? Oh dear evilness, no. You just Confessed your Sins to me. It’s like I ate a full banquet and still had dessert afterwards. I might not even need to do anything for a few continuous years with the feast you provided.” Luci patted her muscular stomach for emphasis.

“Alright then. So I guess the others will have to confess themselves to you as well?” Slayer’s question seemed to make her feel uncomfortable and he noticed. “What’s wrong? Is there one or two you wouldn’t like to hear from?” He could hazard a guess as to who it was.

“Not quite, rather two of them I’d like a bit too much to hear from. As a warning, I may try to seduce Vinnie and Brianna when I meet them, regardless of their gender. Those two are just, woo, capital E, Evil. They’ve committed atrocities in the name of Good to the point I’m surprised Joey was even willing to let them in Heaven, let alone allow them to help her.” Luci shivered lustily and Slayer hummed in consideration.

“Hm, now that you mention it, yeah, but can you blame them?” Slayer remembered that those two serve Khorne and Tzeentch respectively, entities who, at best, would be described as cruel. At their worst and most often, they were among the absolute worst entities to exist. The only reason the two siblings worked with their respective patrons at all was because they synergized with them to the point they were granted boons and left to their own devices.

“No. Brianna makes you and the original Slayer look like tame professional killers, while Vinnie has put more people to the sword than could be rightly justified. Both do their tasks in the name of the ‘Greater Good’ which aligns them with Joey, but their cruelty puts them in my wheelhouse too.” Luci licked her plump lips and was looking off in the middle-distance with a glassy gaze.

“So their fear towards Urta losing control is justified?” Slayer questioned the goddess, who gave a shrug.

“If you’re talking about that time she destroyed half a planet? Yes. She went too far and killed innocents. The taste of her regret and sorrow over it is delicious. Then there is the fact that Urta has both War and Power. She’s like Ganondorf on multidimensional steroids.” Luci stated and Slayer hummed with a nod. Urta was genuinely so Powerful that she could likely defeat anything if she let go of her inhibitions, but then the backlash would be so catastrophic, like back then.

“No wonder why, if she lost herself in that, who’s to say none of us would end up like her? It would explain why Brennie wanted to distance us as far away from the Empire. She even went so far as to place contingency plans for every last one of us should we go rogue. Basically Brennie’s kill switches, but they can’t work on Urta and likely won’t work for us right now after this latest bullshit.” Slayer knew that wasn’t going to stop her, she was basically the Batman in the family.

She’ll find a way. This universe of theirs was full of secrets they have yet to discover, many of which will kill. If their people’s future was threatened and said threat needed to be removed through lethal force, even Gods would fear her.

“That’s too much work for so little Evil. Now then, I’m sure you know where we are, but I don’t exactly have anywhere to go, so I’ll have to win you all over with my charisma!” Luci declared as she did a silly sexy pose on the stump and winked at him.

“What charisma?” Slayer instinctively sniped and she put her hands to her chest beneath her bosom.

“Ow~! Right in the ego~!” She hammed as she fell backward, her massive black leathery wings flopping on the grass with her other limbs dramatically following suit. “My one true weakness! Criticism of my character!”

Slayer didn’t want to say it out loud, but he found her quite pleasant to be around. Dear frick, the Goddess of Evil was his sort of person. That really bothered him. His concern for his mental and spiritual well-being was interrupted by the arrival of a swooping shuttle that landed nearby and a few troopers filed out. “Hey Luci, looks like our ride is here.”

“Do they have any gum? I have had this nasty taste in my mouth from breathing brimstone for millennia that I need to get off my pallette.” Luci questioned and Slayer wheezed in restrained laughter.

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“Now, before I do anything kinky. Are you spying on everyone having sex EDI?” I demanded of my daughter at the entrance of the ‘private’ bunkroom I shared with Yola, Penny, Tali, Ash and Urta. We’d be arriving at Earth tomorrow morning while EDI piloted with Joker sleeping.

“No mom, I respectfully turn off all audio sensors in range when I pick up sounds of pleasure with them only turning back on when someone calls for me or an hour has elapsed.” EDI informed me with an obviously rehearsed line. Considering she’s the ship, it would make sense that she had to follow some sort of procedure.

“Good. I don’t feel comfortable getting intimate knowing one of my children are listening or watching.” I have limits to my debauchery and my children are one of those hard limits.

“Mom, I get where you’re coming from, but since you’re in bed with the Empire, you may need to get used to casual sexuality when in proximity to your offspring.” EDI warned me and I shook my head as I entered the room. The room itself was a common area with couches and an entertainment area along with a fridge and a large fluid tank in the corner that obviously had Argent for Yola and I.

The scene I came across was surprisingly domestic and casual. I had thought that our first night aboard the EDI would be filled with passion and romance, instead it seems my wives and sister-in-law were content to be lounging on the large couch watching a sitcom. I relaxed and moved to sit between Penny and Urta, the twin sisters quietly scooting apart so I could squeeze in, our hips and thighs pressing together as we leaned into the seats.

This was nice. Well, aside from the fact that we were watching a futuristic rendition of Friends. “So, how are we doing this?” Urta asked out of the blue and I looked at her with a curious brow raise.

“I’m too used to sharing a bed to be alone in my private room anymore, so I’m going to be snuggling at least one of you.” Penny said with a gesture around at our happily married group and her sister. “Any offers?”

“You know we’re all open for that.” Ashley snorted with a fond roll of her eyes.

“I think she means if we want to host her or join her or maybe all dogpile into one bed like we’re so used to. I vote for the latter.” Tali voiced her choice and I nodded in agreement. Sleeping alone was usually something done with napping for me these days. If it’s to properly sleep, I have trouble without at least one other person to share space with.

“My room has the giant bed or at least one of them. It takes up half the space in there because EDI anticipated I’d need it the most, being the Goddess of Fertility and all.” Urta shrugged and Penny turned off the holographic television.

“Well then, time for bed everyone. I don’t know about you all, but I’m not really in the mood for some reason.” Yola said and I felt in odd agreement. I wonder why we’re not tearing each other’s clothes off like we usually do.

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“Their Ascension...is complete.” Samur the Seraphim said. She was the designer of the Divinity Machine and was overseeing the empowerment of the Marines. The red maykr turned some dials and flipped some switches before the pods opened up and the Doom Slayers crawled out of them. “Take your time. The process is quite agonizing.”

“Oh, God!” Bryan gasped for breath as he felt pain all over his body. The same could be said for the rest of his siblings. “I really wish we had time to do this naturally without forcing it.” Bryan shuddered, his huge red wings much deeper, like they were soaked in blood and his dark red halo was now a solid thing rather than an ephemeral shape. He went male at the request of the ladies because he felt it reasonable since his male form had Wiatr’s blessings.

“You understated just...how painful...the process...would be.” Edward groaned as he tried to get up on his paws. “Bloody...bitch.” His pearlescent white wings and halo shimmered in the light.

“Apologies, but the worst is over for you five.” Samur replied while she hovered about and helped them to their feet. Seeing a maykr move was oddly bewitching. They floated, yes, but with certainty and intent, like they had Mass Effect drives in their bodies somewhere.

“So...what about...Slayer?” Vinnie asked as she wobbled on her legs, her fur, wings and halo seeming to be made of molten gold, gleaming and gorgeous. She really wished they could’ve put this off instead of dangling sexy man-meat in front of her and making her assume the breeding took priority over completing their transformations into becoming celestials.

“You must have him returned here, so that his Ascension will be complete.” Samur stated as she ran a scanner over the siblings.

“Sweet baby Jesus, I can barely move.” Rico huffed as he struggled to stand straight, his vantablack wings and halo sucking in the light around him. At least his fur wasn’t that black.

“Your bodies have undergone a drastic metamorphosis. All of your forms shall be of the same vaunted strength and durability inherent to celestials. This is a baseline, your prior capabilities will stack on top of this new foundation. The Divinity Machine was meant to grant power without discrimination. That said, it has done nothing to alter your Aspects.” Samur informed them before she shuddered. “I can attest that it does not make you a god, merely grant you the power relative to one.”

“Damn it, now we have to go grab Todd’s stubborn ass and get him shoved into this thing so he isn’t missing out on a huge power boost.” Bryan huffed and began to limber up now that he wasn’t shaking and the pain was ebbing. Celestial cybertronians. Heh, well weren’t they a first?

“Be right back.” Vinnie huffed and flashed away in a blinding golden light, before returning with Todd and a bright red blush. “Todd, I’m not gonna judge...but really?”

“Sh-she’s very persuasive! She also gets along with Isabelle and Visi...” Todd was similarly red and his iridescent white wings fluffed up in embarrassment. “So, why are you all naked and why did you drag me back here?”

“Just get in the pain-causing machine, Todd. Your turn to feel the burn, bitch.” Rico huffed and helped Vinnie bodily toss him into one of the vacated pods before he could protest or use his previously superior strength to get free and it slammed shut, an egg-timer ticking sounding as he was ‘cooked’. “So, I was in too much agony to judge time in there, how long does it take?”

“The further along the path of ascension the subject is, the faster. It took you all only a few hours, while it took me several days.” Samur informed them before she bowed. “In case the pain made you forget. I am Samur. No I have never been Samuel Hayden.” Samur informed them with the assumption they knew who she was, which was true.

“So you’re the one who empowered the OG Slayer and set him on the path of destroying Hell.” Edward looked the alien female up and down, her body was indeed quite different, with three tentacles each in place of legs where her hips would’ve become thighs. She was wearing a red toga that matched her red wings, halo and skin. She possessed an otherworldly beauty.

The fact she had a generous bust and wide child-bearing hips with a booty that didn’t quit helped give her mammalian familiarity. “That is correct. I am also the one tasked with further empowering you all and perhaps even a new Slayer that has appeared, but his mind is in fragments and giving someone comparable to Geryon such power could be disastrous. If anything, he may have even fought Geryon and is why he has become such an unstable man-shaped beast.” Samur hummed as she used an omni-tool. Even in Heaven those things can be found everywhere, so useful.

“What? Uh...yeah. Hold off on that. He’ll likely be enough of a handful getting a power boost from our mods.” Bryan said with his siblings all nodding in agreement. “So, is this it? Did you all just need my brothers and I to bust our nuts in dozens of angels and then send us home?”

“Of course not. You’re not done helping us get our numbers up if you don’t want to leave right away. Heaven doesn’t operate on a 1:1 time ratio with your mortal plane like Hell does. Time is inconsequential here, relative. You could be here for years and pop on home in time for dinner if you wanted. The only reason you could be ‘late’ for anything is because you subconsciously wanted to be, for whatever possible reason you could fathom.” Samur informed the siblings, who looked at each other, then at Samur with lustful gazes. “N-now, now, I’m sure-.”

“Spread ‘em.” Hunter purred through his telepathy, his grey wings fluffing up and his similarly colored halo pulsed with the syllables of his words which his siblings all mirrored.

“Ah-um-O-okay…please be gentle...”

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“Grah~! Fuck! I’m gonna-uh…” Slayer snarled when he emerged from his transformation chamber, his wings now shimmering and his halo looked like solid shimmering white iridescence. He was dumbfounded by the cum-stuffed oddly attractive maykr sprawled on her back and drooling while spasming in afterglow. “Uh...okay then. Where are my siblings?”

“Th-that way~...” The pregnant-looking female used one of her six leg-tentacles to point down the hallway and Slayer nodded at the not-evil maykr before he shook off the lingering pain of his transformation and flew down the hallway. Having wings was convenient.

He soon found his brothers in a room that looked like it was meant for science, giant machines and all sorts of stuff you expect in a mad scientist’s lab. However, this was ruined by the sight of his brothers chatting while raiding the obvious break area and there were a few fucked-out angel women, both human-like and maykr, rubbing full bellies with their lab coats soaked in sweat and cum and dopey grins.

“Hey guys, what’s going on here?” Slayer demanded as he looked at the beautiful celestial women fawning over their cum-stuffed bellies and even using omni-tools to compare notes on the experience! Dear gosh, it was like a room full of Twilight Sparkles!

“Hey Slayer. We’re just taking advantage of the situation to have some downtime of our own.” Rico said as he ate what looked like Heaven’s ambrosia, mixed into a salad as the dressing. Considering that stuff had poetry written about it, he had to wonder if it was-wait.

“Downtime? It was bad enough they pulled us away for breeding stock and to turn us into celestials, but what do you mean by that?” Slayer huffed in disapproval and Edward gestured around them.

“According to Samur, that milfy maykr you woke up to, time here is nonlinear in comparison to the mortal plane. We can take as long as we need, so long as Hell doesn’t randomly invade and cause a forced time-travel scenario into a future where Hell had ramped up to that point, but so long as that doesn’t happen, we’re good.” Edward informed him and Slayer scrunched up his nose.

“Well then I’m still not staying. Someone needs to be in the mortal plane to help ensure something like that doesn’t happen. Now where’s-.” Slayer’s unasked question was answered by Vinnie squealing in rapture somewhere in the massive building. “Nevermind. You all have fun, I’m out.” Slayer waved to his brothers and suddenly found himself standing next to the bed he’d been abducted by Vinnie from, where Luci was blinking in bewilderment with her legs spread wide.

“Um, oh. Okay, I see. You were taken to finish your ascension into a celestial. You’ve only been gone a few seconds for me, so put that thick dick back in!” Luci demanded excitedly and Slayer flushed before crawling atop her and ramming his already hard foot and a half long human penis back into her sodden slit. “Ah~!”

“How are you any better than us, asshole?!” One of his brothers called out to him.

“Shut your fucking smart-ass face up, Bryan!” Dammit, why does he always get the last word?

“Slayer I-.” Someone froze at the door and Slayer looked up in embarrassment to see Queen Visilia, ruler of the Argentine Alliance and dearest wife of his siblings looking at the scene. “Are you fucking the Goddess of Evil?” Visi asked incredulously, the red-furred, red-maned and black-winged thestral demon alicorn seemed genuinely baffled.

“Uh...yeah?” Slayer asked in uncertainty, since the demon queen was an enigma to him.

“Unf, yes, he is, he’s awesome, please either join in or leave~.” Luci pleaded and Visilia’s slit eyes narrowed dangerously, but her lips curled darkly into a sexy smirk that worried Slayer.

“Sure thing. Have fun you two~.” Visilia closed the door and Luci moaned.

“Oh~, she’s so deliciously Evil~!” Slayer didn’t want to know, so he decided to at least finish this encounter of the sexy kind.

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“I sense a disturbance and I’m not sure why.” Urta randomly said as we snuggled in our pajamas.

“Whatever it is, I’m sure someone somewhere has it under control.” I muttered and snuggled back into our comfortable pile of boobs, butts and limbs. Although she is right. Primus, please help whoever is getting in over their head.

I may be a god, but I’m not a miracle worker.

Good enough for me. Sleep time.