Umbra continued walking through the halls though she hadn’t been met with other obstacles. The house seemed silent as she smirked.

“I must be getting close. To the heart.” She smirked as she followed her instincts. Pushing forward, she licked her lips as she continued.

Please let me go! Please, I have changed my mind. This is wrong. It hurts; my whole body hurts! A tiny voice spoke, begging for help. The voice of a girl named Starlight though Umbra laughed.

“You wanted this, you asked me to reveal who killed your father, and I would get something in return in exchange, and your body was what I wanted. But to bring my end of the deal. It was a wendigo. A wendigo that ate your pathetic excuse of a daddy.” She cackled as she stropped by a door. She was looking at it for a second. She could feel the heat coming from it. A warmth that was familiar as she licked her lips.

“So this is where the heart is.” She grabbed the doorknob and swung the door open. She was walking deep within it, knowing that soon her plan would finally happen.

Dusk and the girls ran up the stairs only to see The young couple lying there. Dusk’s eyes began watering,

“Braeburn, what the. Why did she kill him? What the fuck does she want.”

“She got in his way.” A familiar voice said as Dusk turned around, seeing Bellatrix standing there. The sadness in her voice as he looked over at her,

“And you didn’t help them; why didn’t you try and stop her? Do something save them!”

“I wasn’t able to; Even if I could, I wouldn’t have survived. That was a demon and not just any ordinary demon. She’s a high-ranking demon, close to one of the princes of Hell. If I tried fighting her, I would have ended up like them. You guy’s needed me more; besides, they made the sacrifice. For that, they’ll never be forgotten.”

“Not forgotten, they should be alive. What the fuck does this bitch even want! What is all this carnage for?” Dusk asked, his heart racing as he fought back the tears; he wanted to do something but felt weak.

“Listen, whatever she wants, it’s not good. But I have a theory. Don’t take my word for this. But I think she wants to open a gate to hell.”

“A gate to hell? What the hell do you mean?”

“A gate to Hell is what it sounds like. It’s something that forms in certain locations. Certain places can be gates of hell or even made by force. Like cutting a hole in the fabric of reality. There had been some theories that the Bordello might home a gate. But not even I could fully confirm it. Only the guardian of the Bordello would know.”

“Well, I have no idea. So how Are we going to stop her.”

“We have to kill her, which won’t be easy Demons are strong and virtually unstoppable. It takes a strong demon to take another one down fully. If this was a weaker one, most of the girls might be able to take them on evenly but Umbra. She’s strong.”

“Which is why We need back up something to fight back,” Celestia said as she looked over.

“Well, thanks to me, the cavalry has arrived.” Gilda walked in, behind her an array of monsters. Bulk, the cyclops holding a large Hammer, a few various girls, including Gilda, with a wide smirk as she nodded,

“Calloo Callay, I come bearing arms, my beamish boy, for today We shall behead this Jabberwocky.” She snickered, itching for a fight. Gilda stood there; breast-plated armor showed off her fine cleavage. The winds sprouted upon her back as she held a sword in one hand and a shield. Yet Dusk couldn’t help but notice a hammer hanging off her belt.

“Do you guy’s think it’ll be enough?” Dusk wondered while looking at the various monster girls.

“We’ll fight for our home and our last breath,” Gilda said as she shook her head.

“Besides, It would be a great dishonor for a Valkyrie to fall to the hands of a demon. Ragnarök won’t happen today.” The ferocity in her voice was overwhelming. Even Dusk found him pumped for battle as he turned around and simply said.

“Let’s take this bitch down!”

Then they began charging off to a battle that might be their last. But the Bordello wasn’t going to go down without a fight.

Umbra stood in a large bedroom. The kind that looked well lived in. She had no care who the room was. She didn’t bother as she saw the bookshelf. The feeling of heat flowed through it as she smirked, knowing this was what she wanted as she began to grab the edge of the shelves tearing it apart. It made her chuckle, imagining that it would be far too easy. Her hands twisted as she began tossing it off as she saw the passageway—the long door corridor.

The Hallway was filled with Darkness, yet Umbra could see something, a faint glowing of Hellish red, and it was there she knew that soon she’d be victorious.

Walking down the long halls, she could feel the heat emanating, pushing deeper she could feel herself smiling, almost giddy, if a demon could think that, as she found herself standing in a black room. She had a long smirk as she looked down at the carpet and soon began ripping it off. Her nails dug into the floor. The sounds of carpet ripping away. Her cackling grew as she found she couldn’t stop— No, she knew she couldn’t. If they had reached her, they might ruin her plans, and that was something she wouldn’t allow.

Her hand raised, and the candles lighted the walls and began lightening up. The heat was growing as she looked down, seeing the large circle, and within the center were various symbols filling it as she smirked.

“Let us begin.” Umbra’s smile widened as she would soon begin speaking in an ancient tongue lost to time that no man could tell. If any mortal man listened to his mind, the kind would have been driven insane. She watched the ring around her slowly ignite into a hellish black flame. She was rising higher as she spoke louder, putting all her will into it as she would begin summoning the very gates of Hell.

Dusk climbed the Stairs when Fleur appeared right in front of her without warning. She looked like a mess, with cuts and bruises. Her hair was messy, and the top she wore exposed her breasts. It looked like the Spirit of the house had just gone through hell and barely made it out.

“Dusk, you need to help me. She’s going to open the portal. She’s going to unleash Hell upon the Earth!” She suddenly pulled back as she grabbed him by the shirt. Fleur held on like there was no tomorrow.

“She’s in the room; you know the one. She’s activated the portal; you can’t let the demons escape; you have to stop her. Save me! Help everyone!” She screamed as Dusk tried to reach over and grab her, yet his hands passed through Fleur when he tried touching her.

Fleur watched him. The horror in her eyes was the spirit of the house. Who’s own life fueled the place they stood on was suddenly being sucked back. She pulled away as she flopped her arms in the air, desperate to try to escape whatever force was sucking her up. She looked on at Dusk. She was pleading for hold as she was pulled back.

Dusk felt his legs wobble like jelly as he couldn’t do anything. His heart flipped as he suddenly found himself running after her. His heart sank as he wanted to save the house’s Spirit. Dusk wanted no more than to protect.

“Come on; we have to save her! Get to my room now!” He called out as he began running off towards his room. The girls chased after him there as they ran into battle. To what Dusk assumed would be where he would die. But damn it, if he was going to die. Dusk sure as hell was going to go out swinging.

Fleur found herself pulled back, flying through the walls. She found herself in the hidden room behind the bookshelf, standing in the circle of black fire. Umbra smirking;

“So you finally arrived. The last piece of the puzzle.” Umbra cooed as she moved a knife in her hand as began to move the sharp blade down her chest, slowly sinking it deep within the spirit.

“I swear, if I get out of this, I will bring this entire house down onto you, I swear to god.”

“Well, unfortunately for you, God isn’t here. Only me.” She began spilling more of the Spirits Blood onto the floor, Igniting the black, unnatural flames. It was then the portal to Hell was unleashed upon our world.

Fleur screamed in pain. She could feel her body being torn apart.

Dusk ran with all his might as he slung the door open. Gilda, right next to him, her shield up as he looked, seeing the bookshelf laying on its side, books scattered everywhere. He ignored it as he headed over to the hidden passage and looked down at the entrance. For a minute, Dusk thought he could hear something. Something he couldn’t comprehend. As he looked down the Hallway.

That was when candles that lined the walls began igniting. Much to Dusk’s horror, what he saw down there was monstrous. Creatures that were deformed, disgusting, and twisted. They looked like feral beasts ready to tear anything that got in their way.

One of them, a nasty-looking beast, jumped at Dusk as it began to try and bite his neck off. Dusk grabbed it by the shoulders, pushing it back as it snarled at him like a Mad Dog. He grunted, going it back as he tried getting away from it. That was when Gilda suddenly swung her blade, quickly decapitating it.

“What the hell was that!” Dusk asked, getting back on his feet.

“Those are inferred. They sold their souls for power, and when they went to head, they became the dogs of a demon. A price one pays for selling their soul for power.” Gilda said as she looked over, raising her shield.

“We can’t let them escape. They’re weaker than demons, so there’s that. But this isn’t a good sign.”

“How bad?” Dusk found himself saying drawing his Gun. He hoped that this would be enough.

“It means a portal to hell has been unleashed. Suppose we don’t close it. Demons will escape, and Ragnarök will raise.”

“Yeah, Twilight of the Gods… Just what we need.” He shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine. If anything, Dusk felt genuine fear. They were making him wonder if this was how Soldiers felt when they went to war and knew that they were facing their death.

“Alright, guys, you heard her. We have to close the portal. Otherwise, end of the world. No pressure…” He gulped and began running in there. Dusk started to run in as he saw the legion of Inferred. The hunger and madness as these creatures started attacking. Dusk began to fire into the crowd of demonic souls as the girls began charging in. Dusk watched in shock as the battle had finally commenced.

Gilda ran in first, her wings extending, revealing golden wings as she began swinging her sword. She was lopping off the Inferred’s head. The way she moved with such grace. Gilda was indeed in her element.

Rainbow Dash, the feline, pounced as she allowed her claws to go through the souls.

“Snicker, snack, I left it dead now with their heads. I’m galumphing back.” The Cheshire cat snickered while she hissed, feeling one grab her leg as she began to suddenly puff into a fog of smoke and appear under Hell’s dog. As she tore into its chest.

Celestia and Luna ran in their beastly strength as they pushed more back. It was a sight to be shown as the two were so animalistic, running on the beast. As they growled and Snarled. Dusk watched this and jumped into the fight. Reloading his gun, he began firing. Aiming at the chest as he watched the Inferred being knocked back, he stepped over it.

“These things don’t seem tough!” Dusk yelled as he kept firing at the creatures. He was doing his best not to hit the girls.

“That’s not the issue; they’re foot soldiers. They’re made to overwhelm us. They’ll just keep coming. So keep pushing!” Gilda screamed as she slammed her shield a few and started stabbing into them.

“Got it, got to keep their numbers down!” He suddenly spat on the ground. As he realized how fucked they were, he kept shooting, letting out another bullet as he reloaded.

“Fuck I wish I had a machine gun or something!” He realized just how long it took to reload the gun. He looked down and saw he had five bullets left. He turned around, looking back at the room. But realized he wouldn’t have enough time to get any more shots even if he had any more, as he had to make sure he let these count.

He looked around for a weapon of any kind.

“Gilda, do you have a spare sword something! I’m nearly out of Bullets!”

Gilda grunted as she swung her sword around, decapitating another ground as she reached over, pulling the hammer from her belt and throwing it at Dusk. The hammer shot at him like a bullet. She was going through the head of one of those inferred. It looked like the aftermath of slamming into a watermelon. Dusk caught it but not before being pulled back afoot as it fell to the ground.

“Fuck, this thing is heavy! What is this.” He looked down at it, seeing a single rune on the central part of the hammer.

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“It’s Mjölnir! Just swing it!” Gilda screamed as she began fighting more. Though even at this point, the Inferred were starting to overwhelm her. Dusk looked over as he began to start swinging it. The issue was Mjölnir was so heavy Dusk found himself hanging as he was pulled with the hammer.

Dusk slammed it right into one of the few in front of him, and the very moment Mjölnir slammed into the creature, a loud crack of thunder could be heard from all around him. Nearly deafening as Dusk stumbled.

Dusk found his heart racing faster.

“Holy shit, I’m holding Thors’ hammer! I’m fighting with The hammer of mother fucking THOR!” Dusk couldn’t help but imagine he was dreaming. Slamming the hammer into the Inferred was a rush of adrenaline. The sounds of thunder filled the air as he began pulling the hammer behind him. He was giving it a good wack.

As they moved deeper into the hallway, it was a sight getting closer. Dusk felt his muscles strain as he fought with all his might. The girls push on. Even Bulk, who was bleeding profusely with bite marks, pushed on—truly tanking everything sent at them. Though Dusk couldn’t help wondering, how long will we keep this up?

Pushing through was a struggle in and of itself. The little ground they made had been beyond reason as the creatures, the dogs of Hell as Gilda would scream out towards them, seemed never-ending. Dusk was out of Bullets. Spending them for moments, he couldn’t swing Mjölnir. The hammer was all Dusk had to defend himself, and he didn’t know how long he could turn it. A hard grunt.

“Are we getting close to the end!” He called out, not sure how far they made it.

“I think we’re close to the end. I can see something. But there’s too many of them!” Gilda screamed. The Valkyrie becomes overwhelmed with the restless undead creatures. Rainbow Dash was getting swarmed as she could barely poof away as she began clawing and running her claws into their eyes. Luna and Celestia were dog piled by them as they screamed in pain. Dusk could only watch in horror as Bulk was knocked to the ground as the inferred were making at him. He tried fighting as they pinned the cyclops to the ground. His mallet was far from reach. Everything seemed to be a hopeless situation. Dusk wondered if they might have been going to make it.

Dusk pushed himself forward, Dragging the mighty Mjölnir. Dusk wasn’t sure if he lifted the legendary Hammer. His arms ached. He struggled as he looked over and pushed his arms to the limit. As he raised the hammer into the air. He prayed to a God that might give him the strength as he began slamming the hammer down. His heart was overwhelmed with adrenaline at this point. That was when he suddenly fell back, landing on his back, listening to the screams of the others.

Then he heard something… Something small like squeaking. Soon it got louder as he heard flapping. They were flapping like that of Batwings. And something crawled over him. As he suddenly saw Rats moving over him, ignoring him. And Bats flying in the air. They were rushing over and attacking the Inferred.

He watched as they were attacking them. While the Inferred were swatting them away, distracted for even a second, the Bat’s and Rats attacked, jumping back into the fight.

“I thought you’d need some help there, Dusk.” He heard a familiar voice call out. Looking back, he saw a tall shadow begin walking towards him. His eyes were stunned as he simply saw the Vampire Bellatrix. Who, at this point, looked like a savior.

“Thanks for the help… But I don’t know if I can even stand up…” Dusk said. His body collapsed. He didn’t even think he could lift his arms.

“Hmm, is that so, though I wonder. Would you like me to help you up? What would you do to save this place? Save your family?” Bellatrix said, leaning down like the devil himself as she made this offer.

“I’d do anything; I want to save everyone. Save those I can!” Dusk said he’d even willingly give up his humanity. He was looking at her for a second as she chuckled.

“Truly, you are an attractive human; would you give up your soul? It’s how these Inferred are made, many of them selling their soul in desperation. But I suppose I can do something. She pulled out a knife, a long silver one with an ivory handle. While she cut into her flesh, revealing black oozing blood. She leaned down and made the offering.

“Drink this, drink my blood; it’ll give you plenty of strength for a few hours.”

“I— I won’t turn into a vampire….” Dusk found himself responding, looking at her for a second. Bellatrix laughed; she laughed hard, pulling her head back.

“No— young man, this alone won’t turn you into a vampire; I’d have to transfer my blood to you simultaneously. But drinking a vampire’s blood will give you enough life to stand up. It’s like… a dose of adrenaline. Its effects can last for an hour.” Bellatrix smirked while Dusk looked at her. Not sure if he could trust her. Yet, he would take the risk. He grabbed her blood-soaked hand and began drinking it and drinking it like it was the very blood of Christ.

Dusk Drank the disgusting black blood; he wanted to puke it out. It was horrible, but Dusk’s will pushed him on as he drank as much as possible. His lips looked crimson. Dusk laid there for a second, feeling his body numb away from the pain. He felt more muscular as he pushed himself up to his feet. They didn’t wobble. But Dusk wasn’t sure how long this would last.

“I gotta stop her… Stop Umbra from unleashing Hell.”

“It might be too late. There’s only one way to close a gate to Hell, and it’s from the inside.”

“How to tell me? Just we got to stop it.”

“From the stories, it’s said that there’s a switch on the other side. If it’s pulled, then the portal closes instantly. But it’s a one-way trip.” Bellatrix said, smirking.

“But I wonder… are you willing to take the risk, or will you send someone else?”

Dusk looked over at the end, not sure what he would do. Yet, he took in a breath and pulled Mjölnir onto his shoulder. The way it rested on him. He grunted, but soon He began walking off towards the portal and passing by the inferred as a swarm of rats and bats was attacking them. The girls are recovering from what was going on, joining the attack, all while Bellatrix laughed, spinning around her fingernails extending as they looked like blades.

“Truly an interesting day from an interesting mortal! Keys would be proud!” She called out as she would attack the inferred.

Umbra looked towards Fleur with a chuckle.

“Thank you, for I might never have been able to open the portal without you and this house. I bet you didn’t know this, but most gates of Hell were closed off or destroyed; it’s a miracle from the dark lord himself that this is even around. Such an amazing day.” The Demoness laughed harder while Fleur screamed in pain. Her clothes ripped away as the black flames consumed her. The spirit pushed them to her limit as she looked on in horror.

“Soon, the portal will remain permanently opened, and this world will fall to me.” Umbra chuckled, her neck popping. That was when she saw him. Dusk walked in, blood covering his face. The hammer was on his shoulder as he stumbled in.

“How did you get past the Inferred?” Umbra asked, more curious than raging as she walked closer to the human. A snicker as her fingers twisted, the Goliath of a woman stood over him. Her horns were sharp as she looked at him.

“Let’s say I got some help, and your friends are making it out of there like a bat out of hell.”

“It doesn’t matter, you’re a mere mortal, and you won’t stop me from accomplishing my goal.” She stood before him, that cocky grin on her face as Dusk looked at her for a second.

“You think so?”

“Yes.” She laughed though Dusk simply looked at her for a good second, the hammer falling to the ground as he merely said.

“Fine, but you should know something,”

“What’s that?” She asked, ready to strike him down, but before she could, Dusk slung Mjölnir right into the air, hitting her in the chest as it sent Umbra right back a few feet.

“I’m an Avenger.” It was there the clashing sound of Thunder and Lightning filled the room while Umbra watched him in utter annoyance.

“Where did you get that damn hammer!” As she began running at him, she said her form was twisting and shrinking to accommodate speed.

Dusk pushed himself, swinging the Hammer around, going towards the Demon as he moved back.

“You think just cause you to have the Hammer of a God that you can take me down. I’m one of the generals of Hell!” She reached down, summoning a spear in her hand. A spear made of bone as she threw it at Dusk, who dodged it barely. As he watched it sticking into the wall.

“I don’t give a fuck; if your Lucifer himself, Get the fuck out of my house!” Dusk ran at her as he began swinging the hammer, each swing was intense, but he kept going. I knew if he stopped at any second, he might not be able to get the momentum he needed.

Umbra dodged Mjölnir with each strike. Her eyes focused on the cursed Hammer as she growled. Nothing would stop her as she ran, sinking her claws into Dusk. He screamed in pain, but every fiber of his body kept pushing. He pushed for every ounce of his body. Dusk wouldn’t give her a chance to getaway.

“Give up, and I might let you live when the planet is mine!” She called out as Dusk kept rushing into her using Mjölnir as a battering ram, the sounds of lightning cracking around them as he watched on.

“Oh yeah, living on hell on Earth will be so fun; what do you take me for, a moron!”

He kept pushing her, pushing his eyes on one thing, and one thing, only the portal. Umbra turned around, realizing what he was going to do.

“Don’t you dare! I'll come back out if you throw me in that portal!” She started throwing her claws into Dusk, But he kept pushing. Dusk wasn’t going to stop even if his whole body was in pain.

“That’s why you’re not going back there alone!” He pushed himself harder, the Hammer looking like it was cracking Lightning from its stone base as He let out a powerful yell. Then without warning they went through the black flames.

Celestia, and Luna ran towards the entrance of the room, as they saw it, a large portal made of black flames. Inside it they saw Dusk and the Demon pushed through it.

“Dusk get out of there! Get out of there now!” Celestia called out as she ran at the portal. Yet Dusk turned around, giving a broad smile as he said,

“Sorry, guys, I don’t think I’ll be able to say goodbye… Tell Applejack, Ember, and Sunset… I love them.” He reached over there, hitting something, and there, the last thing Celestia saw was Dusk raising Mjölnir once last time as the portal closed. Celestia and Luna Ran towards the doorway, trying their damndest to pull Dusk out, Yet before they could, the portal closed away, leaving the black flames that slowly disappeared.
Fleur fell to the ground, breathing heavy and unable to move as she slowly vanished, and there everything went quiet. Celestia fell to her knees as she began to cry. There she watched a Man braver than most walk into the very gates of hell itself.

It was a cold winter day and about three months since Dusk’s disappearance, nothing had been the same for the Bordello. Celestia and the others decided to declare Dusk was dead. It was hard, especially reporting him gone, even telling his uncle, who took the news terribly.

Celestia never felt so horribly in her life telling the man and seeing the grease monkey cry for the loss of his family member. They didn’t say how he died, claiming it was an accident, falling down some stairs and dying from a broken neck.

No one would know that Dusk had died, stopping the demoness Umbra from bringing the very legions of Hell to their world. Yet he had, and no one but the house residents would ever honestly know this secret. It significantly effectuated the girls closest to Dusk.

Applejack barely ate anymore, sitting in her old room while looking at a picture of the two together. The only one who saw her was when she went out for small things like the bathroom or decided to eat something.

Sunset, though she was seen. Always working, as the loss had hit her, something had happened, causing her to grow a third tail. Though most of the time, she had been seen cleaning. Cleaning was all she did; there was time she just found a spot and would clean until her hands were bleeding. It had gotten so bad Celestia had to put her foot down and force the three-tail fox to sleep and stop the excessive cleaning. It barely worked.

As for Ember, she retreated to the attic lying there with her gold, just sleeping. Her mood turned worst as she seemed moody ready to snap at anyone who dared come towards the attic. No one saw her ever since as she continued to be a hermit. Yet, Some of the girls who passed by thought at night could hear the dragon sniffing and perhaps crying.

“I can’t believe he’s been gone for a month….” Celestia said while sitting at her desk, going over the paper, not sure what to do. Dusk being gone had caused a big problem; someone needed to take over running the bordello. Yet who? Now that was the question. Dusk wasn’t around long enough to leave an actual heir. Then adding in, Celestia wasn’t even sure what she could do at this point, especially with Bellatrix informing her that she wouldn’t be able to take over, stating only a human could run the Bordello and be the newest guardian.

“No worry there, Celestia- Darling, the house will provide a new guardian; it wasn’t the first time the house has had to replace an owner like this.”

“I mean— it’s not right that he saved us all, and how do we replace him? It’s just… wrong.” Celestia rubbed her eyes, more exhausted. She wasn’t sure when she went to sleep. At night she was having trouble falling asleep now with all this. She didn’t know what she could even do.

“Just relax; in the meantime, just run the home and trust in the house and the people here,” Bellatrix muttered as she leaned back. When Luna came in with two cups of coffee, handing one to her sister and the other to the Vampire Queen.

“It’s going to be fine, sis; I mean, it’s got to get better,” Luna asked as she tried to get closer to her sister. After everything else. It seemed the tragedy had brought the sisters a bit closer together. At least the two of them began talking at the very least.

“I mean maybe. Yet I think it’s wrong with everything that happened. He was a fine man.”

“Well, then we drink to him and celebrate the chance at what he gave us so that we might survive.” Bellatrix raised a glass as the others raised their cups in response. It wasn’t much, but it was something more, and they knew they would never forget Dusk Shine.

Celestia perched the cup against her lips when the doorbell suddenly rang. Celestia looked annoyed by the ringing though she tried ignoring it. Yet when she tried to take another drink for the toast.

The Bell Rang again.

“Just ignore them; we left a sign saying we were closed for the time being,” Luna said as she looked back to her sister, who was irritated by whatever was ruining this particular moment.

The bell rang again and continued ringing, not even stopping for a second, much to Celestia’s annoyance as she slammed her cup back down onto the table. The coffee spilled slightly as she called out.

“That’s it!” She huffed, getting out of her seat. Her eyes glowed as if she was ready to transform into her beastly form. Luna reached over to try and stop her, yet when she did, Celestia gave her a look that spoke this wasn’t the time to fuck with her. As she began making it out of her office. Bellatrix leaned back, enjoying her goblet of blood.

“She’ll be fine; just let her get it out of her system, my dear.” The Vampress chuckled while taking a long drink taking in the sweet taste.

Celestia ran down the stairs, pushing the other girls out of her way. Celestia found herself driven mad by the excess of ringing coming from the foyer. She would give whoever was disturbing this time of mourning with their excessive ringing. Celestia wasn’t sure, but she’d make sure they paid for it dearly.

She pulled the front door open as she looked out in pure hatred as called out with an excessive growl.

“WE’RE CLOSED. COME BACK WHEN WE’RE OP—“ She stopped in mid-sentence as she looked at who was standing in front of her.

Standing out there in the snow, with little more than his hair and not much else as the frozen chill brushed against Celestia couldn’t believe who she was seeing.

Standing there before her on the front porch of the Bordello of Desire. It was none other than one Dusk Shine. He stood there as naked as the day he was born. He looked at her, simply saying.

“Can you let me in, please?”

The End

Author's Note

This comes to the conclusion of Bordello of the Sun, meet me next time as we begin the next chapter with Bordello of Desire.
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