King of Beast

Chapters

DEMONS OF THE PAST
NEW NAME AND TRAINING
A TIME SKIP AND ARRIVAL edit
INTRODUCTION AND MONSTERS SETTLEMENT (edit)
REPAIRS AND MORE DEMIMONSTERS
CONFRONTATION
ON THE MOVE AND A EIGHT LEGGED ENCOUNTER
WARNING IGNORED AND LEARNING MORE OF THE BEAST
WE FINALLY ARRIVED
TRYING TO SETTLE
TRYING TO SETTLE PART 2
TRYING TO SETTLE PART 3
THE DATE AND RESCUE PLANS
RESCUE AND THE ONE WHO KNOCKS
LENDING A HEALING HAND
IM FEELING GREEDY (CLOP)
THE BREWING STORM
HOW THE MIGHTY HAVE FALLEN
UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT
I’M NOT THAT BAD PART 1
I’M NOT THAT BAD PART 2
IM NOT THAT BAD PART 3
FAMILY VISITS
AM I DEAD (edit)
A GLIMPSE AT THE BEAST WITHIN (Edited)

DEMONS OF THE PAST

(Maleek’s POV)

To be honest, I must’ve looked like a fish out of water standing there. “You need my help?” I asked, utterly dumbfounded, just to make sure I wasn’t losing my mind.

His only response was a chuckle. “Yes, my boy, I am in need of your help.”

The realization hit me like a freight train. God—GOD—was asking me for help. I straightened up, feeling the weight of this surreal moment pressing down on me. “Okay, so what do you need my help with, O Lord?”

“You can drop the formalities for now. Just call me G if you wish,” he said in a more relaxed tone than I ever expected from an all-powerful being.

“Okay, got it,” I replied, feeling a bit more at ease. “So, what can I help you with?”

“I’m going to be honest with you. There’s something coming, something very bad, and we might need some assistance,” he explained.

I raised an eyebrow at the word “we.”

“Excuse me, but did you say we?” I asked, my curiosity now fully piqued. I was honestly amazed I wasn’t freaking out or passing out right there. I wasn’t a bad person, but I hadn’t exactly lived the most holy life, so despite my outward calm, inside I felt like I was dying a hundred times over. What can I say? I’m only human after all. Don’t put the blame on me.

“Yes, I did say ‘we.’ Follow me, my boy,” he replied, and we started moving. I had no idea where we were going. Everything around us was a blinding white, so much so that I couldn’t even tell if we were moving forward or not—until he suddenly stopped and opened a door that appeared out of nowhere. “Come,” he said, motioning me to follow him through.

“Meet my friend,” he said, gesturing ahead. I looked up and… well, I’m surprised my reaction didn’t get me sent straight to Hell. There, standing before me, was a being that looked like a cross between an equine and a human lady. I’m only guessing she was female due to the massive… assets that looked like they could swallow me whole—and I’m a big guy, for crying out loud. She had alabaster fur, a fiery red mane and tail, hips and an ass that could only be sculpted by the very hand of God himself. She wore a gold dress with white trimmings, a long, pointed horn on her forehead, and huge, feathery wings on her back. Her muzzle was shorter and almost human-like, her eyes centered on her face rather than on the sides like an actual horse.

“Oh my, aren’t you just the most adorable little creature,” the tall equine lady cooed as she grabbed me by the waist and pulled me into her enormous cleavage. Remember when I said my reaction might have gotten me damned? I immediately got a nosebleed, and let’s just say my “big boy” downstairs started to take an interest. “Ara ara,” she teased, clearly noticing my condition and making it worse with her playful tone. “Someone likes what they see.”

If I wasn’t already dead, this would be the best way to go, I thought, smothered between her enormous breasts. Guilt pricked at me as my girlfriend crossed my mind.

“Okay, okay, put him down. The thoughts he’s having right now are extremely unholy,” G said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“Oh, come now, my dear friend, he’s a male after all. His reactions are only natural,” she defended, finally letting me go.

As I regained my composure, I finally asked, “So, who are you?” I was desperate to understand what the hell was going on.

The equine lady smiled down at me. “My name is Faust, mother of all life,” she replied, making my eyebrows shoot up.

“Wait, mother of all life? I’m beyond confused now,” I said, scratching my head.

“That’s because I’m the mother of all life for an entirely different world,” she explained, dropping the first of many bombshells that day.

“Wait, wait, wait—hold up, Mother—” I began, but I bit my tongue, glancing at G to see him raise his hand, ready to slap the ever-loving crap out of me if I spoke out of turn in his presence. I cleared my throat and tried again. “Another world? You mean there are other worlds out there?” I asked, receiving nods of confirmation from both G and Faust.

“That’s correct, my boy, and that whole multiverse theory is far more real than you could ever imagine. Have you ever heard of the Omniverse Cluster?” G asked.

“No, I don’t think I have,” I replied.

“Well, I’m not surprised you haven’t. After all, we’re the only ones who know of it,” G continued. “The Omniverse is said to be the largest plane of existence that mortals can survive in, but what most fail to realize is that there are clusters of omniverses, each one a creation of its own.”

The bombshells kept dropping. “Okay, so what does this have to do with me?”

Despite the light that covered his face, I could almost feel the seriousness radiating from G. “Demons.”

“Demons? You mean like demonic spirits?” I asked, my only reference being the ones I knew from Earth.

“No, no, no,” Faust interjected. “Demonic spirits can be dangerous, but the demons we speak of have physical forms. They can breed, expand, and multiply. They’re nothing but bloodthirsty monsters who exist for one purpose: to destroy and conquer.”

“Me, Faust, and another friend—who is sadly no longer with us—fought these ancient evils long ago.”

“How long ago are we talking? Because I don’t remember reading any of this in the Bible,” I said, trying to wrap my head around all this.

“You wouldn’t have. This was before I even allowed the heavens and earth to take form. Before Lucifer was cast out of Heaven,” G said.

I felt like a nuclear test site with all the bombshells going off around me. “So why are you telling me this?”

They exchanged glances, then let out a sigh.

“I’ll be frank with you, my boy. These demons are the reason Faust and I no longer have physical forms.”

“Wait, what?” I stammered, another bombshell landing squarely on my head.

“The demons were relentless, their hordes almost endless. For every ten thousand we cut down, another hundred thousand would rise in their place. Especially when it came to them—the Ten Commandments.”

That caught my attention. “The Ten Commandments? The way you said that makes it sound like… wait a minute, did you say there was a group of demons called the Ten Commandments?”

“Yes. They named themselves that to mock me. And before you ask, yes, it’s exactly like the demon group from the anime you watched, Seven Deadly Sins.”

I felt like my brain was about to explode. Bombshell overload, I thought as I stood there, my mind reeling.

G seemed to find my reaction amusing, laughing at the look on my face. “Are you okay, my boy?” he asked, his voice filled with amusement.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I just didn’t expect something I thought was pure fiction to be real.”

“Well, many things you consider fiction once existed before I created the worlds as they are now. In fact, a lot of the animes you love are based on real-life events and abilities from both angels and demons, as well as other supernatural creatures that once roamed the universe. Vampires, werewolves, skinwalkers—they all existed at one point in time. Even some creatures from your video games were inspired by actual beings,” G explained. “For example, there’s a demon we called ‘Reaper Hands,’ but you might know them as something else.”

All of a sudden, G snapped his fingers, and a tear in reality opened up in front of me, revealing a creature that made my jaw nearly hit the floor. Standing before me was a Chi-You—yes, the one from God Eater. Though it looked slightly different from the game version, with more spikes and what seemed like armor covering its body, it was unmistakably a Chi-You.

Seeing this, my response felt justified. I opened my mouth and sang, “🎵Fuck this shit, I’m out🎵,” only for G to promptly slap me across the void.

“For the love of me and you both, did you have to slap him that hard?” Faust scolded as she rushed over, picking me up and nursing the red mark on my face, holding me against her chest. Her hands glowed with a fiery red aura, and as she placed them on my cheek, the pain and swelling vanished instantly.

“What was that?” I asked, astonished.

She giggled as she pulled me closer. “That, my dear, was magic.”

“Hold up—magic exists?” I exclaimed, now beyond caring about any bombshells being dropped.

“Well, for me and my people it does. Your creator felt that your kind wasn’t ready for such a thing,” she said, casting a cheeky smile at G.

“And my instincts were proven right, weren’t they?” G replied, though he immediately looked like he regretted it as Faust’s ears drooped sadly.

“I’m sorry, my friend. That was rude of me,” G apologized.

“No, you’re right. It was a mistake,” Faust admitted, her voice tinged with regret.

“Still, as your friend, I had no right to say that to you, and I am sorry,” G said apologetically.

“It’s okay, really,” Faust replied with a sad smile.

“What happened?” I asked, feeling concerned about Faust’s sudden shift in mood.

“I allowed my people, my children, my creations, to wield magic, hoping they would use it responsibly. And at first, they did. But now… they’re running rampant, causing problems,” she explained, her eyes clouded with sorrow.

“What do you mean?” I asked, reaching out to gently rub the side of her face in a comforting gesture. She leaned into my touch before continuing.

“In my world, there are many sentient and sapient species. The race that resembles me is known as ponies. There are other races too—dragons, minotaurs, griffins, yaks, changelings, and many other creatures,” she said, each name adding to my growing disbelief.

I was stunned to hear about these different beings existing in an entirely different world. The gears in my mind started turning as I processed what she was saying. I had died, met two all-powerful beings asking for my help, and now I was hearing about other worlds. I had an inkling of where this was going, but I decided to wait and listen as Faust continued her story.

“Originally, I hoped that all these different species could live in harmony, but I was naïve to think it could be that simple,” she said, her voice heavy with regret.

“Why is that?” I asked.

G took over, his tone somber. “If you recall, I mentioned that the reason Faust and I no longer have physical bodies is because of the demons, yes?” I nodded, remembering the gravity of what he’d said earlier. “You see, we sacrificed our bodies to seal them away. But we could never reach the Demon King himself. We’ve never seen him, don’t even know his name. All we know is that as long as he exists, demons will continue to spawn. So, in a desperate attempt, I gave up my physical form to create a barrier, and before I did, I created two entities simply named Creator and Destroyer—one to create, the other to destroy—to maintain balance.”

Faust picked up where he left off. “For eons, the barrier held strong, but eventually, it began to weaken. I sacrificed my own form to reinforce it. But doing so meant leaving behind my two daughters, Celestia and Luna.”

She snapped her fingers, and two images appeared before me. They looked strikingly similar to her. One had alabaster white fur, wings, and a horn, with a flowing mane and tail that shimmered in a rainbow of colors. Her eyes were a deep, serene purple. The other was darker, with midnight blue fur, eyes like sapphires, and a mane and tail that resembled the starry night sky itself.

I was already in shock, but then Faust dropped another bombshell. “It should also be noted that my daughters and I control the sun and moon of our world.”

My mind reeled. The sheer magnitude of it all was overwhelming. “I want to call bull… crap,” I said, catching myself before cursing in front of G, “but you’re God, and you’re also basically a god, so I can only assume you’re telling the truth.”

“Yes, we are,” Faust continued. “Now, because of this, many believe ponies are the superior race on the planet. I never agreed with that. I always believed that every creature was special in its own way, and I did not tolerate prejudice. I tried my hardest to raise my girls with that belief, but when I disappeared, everything fell apart. With me gone, the castle nobles practically raised my daughters.”

“Oh, I can only imagine how bad that turned out,” I said, already knowing where this was headed.

“Yes, they poisoned my girls with their twisted ideas, filling their hearts with the belief that ponies were superior and every other creature was beneath them. Especially when it came to the monster races,” she explained.

“Monster races?” I asked, curious.

“Yes. The monster races were labeled as such because of their appearances, which unfortunately resembled some of the demons we fought against. They also practiced dark magic, which many believed to be evil, though that’s not true. Due to the lies spread by the nobles, my daughters’ slight prejudice grew into disdain for any creature that resembled the demons of the past,” she said, her voice filled with sadness and anger.

“Because of this, these races have been shunned, wrongfully accused of being bad omens, hunted, and nearly driven to extinction,” she continued, her eyes brimming with regret.

It was fucked up. To raise your children to love and respect all creatures, only to have everything torn apart by a bunch of scheming nobles. That had to hurt.

“This is another thing we need your help with,” G said, his voice filled with urgency. “Maleek Dukes, the threat of the demons is too great to ignore. We fear they will soon break through the barrier we erected. They’ve been feeding off the negative energy created in Faust’s world due to all the chaos and hatred that’s been stirred up. We need your help to stop these oncoming threats and, hopefully, to heal Faust’s world.”

I sat there, stunned, trying to process everything. Two powerful beings were asking someone like me—a screw-up in so many ways—for help. “I don’t get it. Why me? Why would you want me?” I looked at them, confusion etched on my face.

G walked over and gently laid his hand on my head. “Because, my boy, I see the drive in you to help others, no matter the cost. It has been your guiding force throughout your life. You’ve always tried to do the right thing, even when it was beyond your capacity. But I also sense a deep pain in your soul, a pain from a mistake you wish you could fix. I don’t want you to carry that burden anymore, so I’m offering you a deal.”

“What kind of deal?” I asked, my suspicions from earlier now fully formed.

G stepped back and materialized something in his hand. It looked like a treasure chest, polished and seemingly made from a substance resembling white marble. “Inside this box is something one of my angels recovered after the war.”

“At first, I was confused. But when I tried to read its origins, I realized it was a soul.”

“A soul?” I repeated, staring at the box. Suddenly, it began to move, almost like the soul inside was trying to get to me.

“Yes. While I don’t know much about its origins, I do know it was created using fragments of souls from angels, demons, and other supernatural beings. Different pieces from different souls bound together to create this one living entity. It has no evil intent but radiates both angelic and demonic energy, along with the energy of beings like false angels, false demons, and other creatures. From what I understand, the individuals who created this soul didn’t want war or death. They wanted peace. As a testament to their hope, they severed parts of their own souls and fused them together.”

I was speechless. I had always wondered if such a thing could be possible. I had been taught that angels and demons couldn’t coexist, but I had always thought differently. I was scolded for that, bullied, even called “devil boy” for my beliefs.

“When you died, this soul responded almost immediately,” Faust added. To emphasize her point, the box again leaped toward me, as if desperate to reach me.

“We believe that this soul, combined with you, may be the key to stopping the threats approaching both worlds,” G said, his voice growing serious. “Maleek Dukes, would you do us the honor of becoming our champion?”

Author's Note

Well, hope you all are enjoying it so far I’m not that good of a scientific person with certain things so I’m trying my best but just know I will get better and that’s the story progress. Things will also get better. Also, learn more details about what is happening as the story progresses Trust me we’re in for a good ride until then.

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

NEW NAME AND TRAINING

(Maleek’s POV)

Me, a champion? That was the thought spinning through my head. I really had to think this through. My theory was spot on—I was in an isekai situation. Letting out a deep breath, I gathered my resolve and said, “Okay, let’s do it.” I looked at them with sheer determination.

Both of them smiled at me—well, at least Faust did. As for G, I assumed he was smiling behind the radiant light that hid his face.

“Good. But I won’t lie, I’m not exactly sure what I’m supposed to do with this,” G admitted, holding the soul in his hand.

“Hmm, maybe just gah—” I managed to say before the soul shot out from his hand and flew straight into my chest, sending me flying back and crashing to the ground.

“Are you okay?” Faust asked, rushing over with G.

I tried to stand, but a sudden, searing heat overwhelmed me, spreading through my entire body. My breath hitched as the sensation grew more intense. My body shook violently, steam rising from my skin as if I were about to combust. I gritted my teeth as searing holes began to tear through my flesh, blood pooling around me before evaporating into the air. Finally, flames erupted from my body, consuming me entirely as I screamed in agony. The pain was unimaginable, and then, everything went white.

I opened my eyes to find myself in a dark void. “What the hell was that?” I muttered, looking around. I glanced at my body, only to find all my injuries gone.

“I’m so sorry for how rough the process was,” a high-pitched feminine voice said.

“Who’s there?” I demanded, scanning the darkness, panic creeping in.

“Right here,” the voice said. I turned, and if I hadn’t already died once, I would have bled to death right then and there. Standing before me was… a stunning sight, to say the least.

She was a humanoid female, but with two distinct features that set her apart from any human I’d ever seen. Her skin was ash-gray, with red streaks running across her arms and legs. A pair of small, curved horns adorned her forehead. Her hair was a beautiful silken white, cascading down her back, and her eyes were a mesmerizing ruby red. She smiled, revealing a set of fangs that were sizable but not grotesque. And, well, the most striking thing was that she was completely and utterly naked.

I tried not to stare, but my eyes had a mind of their own, tracing every inch of her figure. Her breasts were a perfect size, maybe D-cup, almost double that. Noticing my gaze, she giggled and did a playful 360-degree spin before bending over, showing off her perfectly rounded backside. My mouth went dry. Goddamn. She even reached back and gave her ass a smack, causing it to jiggle like a plate of Jell-O. As if that weren’t enough, she bent further, giving me a full view of her… lips. She stood back up and quickly closed the distance between us, pulling me into a tight hug, my face buried between her breasts.

“I’m so happy to have finally found someone worthy enough to wield my power,” she said cheerfully, her voice vibrating through me.

“What do you mean by that?” I managed to ask, pulling my head out from between her breasts, my face burning red.

“I’ve waited a long time for someone I deemed worthy to use me and my power. No one ever caught my attention—until you,” she chirped, her voice full of excitement.

It finally clicked. “You’re the soul,” I said, realization dawning on me.

“Yep!” she replied gleefully. “But I’m not just any soul. I’m a symbiotic soul. Think of me like a spiritual version of those symbiote things from your human comics.”

I remembered the Marvel comics and shows I used to watch. Symbiotes could bond with a host and grant them special abilities.

“So, once you bond with me, you’ll grant me powers, and we’ll be able to interact, just like they did in the shows and comics?” I asked, piecing it together.

“Exactly! I look forward to working with you and serving you, Master,” she said, her voice filled with love and joy.

“Well, I guess it’ll be a pleasure to work with you too, umm… what should I call you, exactly?” I asked awkwardly.

She tilted her head in thought. “I don’t really have a name.”

“Yeah, see, that’s not going to work. So, I’m just going to give you one.” I thought hard, trying to come up with something fitting. “Shion. Your new name is Shion.”

A cheerful giggle escaped her lips as she hugged me even tighter. “Thank you so much, Master! I promise I’ll do my best to serve you!” she exclaimed before pulling me into a deep kiss, catching me off guard. I blushed furiously as everything around us faded.

(Faust’s POV)

I watched in horror as Maleek writhed in agony. His screams, the blood, the fire—it was beyond bizarre. I looked at G, who seemed just as disturbed. “What’s happening?” I asked, panic clear in my voice.

“I don’t know,” G replied, his tone just as alarmed as mine. We watched, helpless, as the flames consumed him. I was about to try expelling the flames when they suddenly vanished.

What rose from the ashes left me speechless. Standing there, looking completely transformed, was Maleek. I knew it was him because I could sense his soul, but he was different—physically and spiritually.

The first thing I noticed was his body. Where Maleek had been robust before, his new form was a perfect blend of lean and muscular, with chiseled definition that seemed almost otherworldly. He had grown a foot taller, now towering at 7 feet. His arms, legs, and part of his torso were covered in intricate markings, glowing faintly with a mysterious energy.

Then I noticed something else—he was completely naked. His clothes had burned away, leaving me with an unobstructed view of everything. I tried not to look, but I couldn’t help it. His newly toned physique demanded attention. My eyes drifted lower, and I couldn’t suppress the thought that flashed through my mind. Oh my goodness, that’s… big, I thought, feeling my face heat up.

I quickly averted my gaze, focusing on his face. His eyes, once a warm brown, were now a brilliant ruby red, glowing ominously. The whites of his eyes had been replaced by pure black, and his pupils were red slits surrounded by a fiery ring.

I took in his more disturbing features. His forearms were covered in sharp spines curving backward, and his fingers ended in long, menacing claws. Massive black, draconic wings sprouted from his back, and a long, sinuous tail, covered in black scales and tipped with a wickedly sharp stinger, lashed behind him.

But the most terrifying change was his mouth. It was like his lips had been torn away, leaving a grotesque, permanent grin filled with sharp, jagged teeth. It was as if someone had carved a hideous smile into his face.

“Maleek?” I said cautiously, my voice barely a whisper as we looked at him. He turned to face me, sending a shiver down my spine. “How do you feel?”

He looked himself over, flexing his new form. “I feel… all kinds of weird right now,” he said, admiring his transformed body. Suddenly, black wisps of fog erupted from his form, swirling and coalescing into a humanoid shape beside him. The figure solidified into a female with ash-gray skin marked by the same red streaks that adorned Maleek. She had silken white hair, ruby eyes, and—she was completely naked.

“Ummm, Maleek?” I asked, quickly turning my head to avoid staring.

“Ummm, yeah?” he replied, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “Guys, meet Shion,” he said, gesturing to the girl beside him.

“Hi! It’s nice to meet you!” she said in a bubbly voice. “Any friend of my master is a friend of mine!” she beamed.

“Wait, master?” I questioned, raising an eyebrow.

“I’ll explain,” Maleek said before launching into the story. I was shocked, to say the least. This girl was the soul that God had in his possession, and it had bonded with Maleek to give him power.

“Well, this is interesting, but now I think it’s time to take action on our situation,” G said, bringing up a valid point. “I’m not sure what abilities you have now, but we’ll find out. Faust and I will teach you what we can,” G said, earning a nod from Maleek.

“As it stands, you’ve shown attributes from many different types of creatures—from demonic to angelic and supernatural,” I added. “We just need to figure out how to harness them.”

“I have a few suggestions,” Shion chimed in. “I think Master should focus on his physical strength and elemental abilities first, as they might be his most useful assets,” she suggested.

“That sounds like a good idea, but now it brings up a question—just how much physical strength does he have right now?” G pondered.

“I’m not sure. Should we test it?” Maleek asked.

“I think so,” G replied with a mischievous grin. “And I have the perfect idea.”

He stepped in front of Maleek, hands behind his back. “Boy, I want you to use all the strength you can muster and hit me as hard as you can.”

Maleek’s eyes almost bulged out of his head. “You want me to do what?” he screamed.

“Just do it. Don’t argue with me,” G said, his tone brooking no argument.

Deciding not to question him further, Maleek took a few steps back to get a running start. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then shot forward with blinding speed. The force of his takeoff would’ve probably killed a normal person. He delivered a right hook straight to G’s stomach. To my shock, he actually managed to send G sliding back a couple of feet.

“No way that just happened,” Maleek squeaked, staring at his hands in disbelief. I looked at G, who casually lifted his shirt to reveal a small but sizable bruise forming on his stomach.

“I think that answers the question of his physical strength,” I said, dumbfounded.

“Indeed,” G replied, fixing his shirt back into place. “Boy, you may just be a bigger hope than I first thought,” he said with a proud smile.

He walked up to Maleek and placed a hand on his shoulder. “For now, rest while you can. You’ll be training with two gods, and despite not being in Hell, it’s going to be a hellish experience for you.”

Maleek grimaced at that statement but nodded resolutely. “Alright, let’s do this.”

With a light chuckle, G said, “I am proud to have you as my champion, Maleek Dukes.”

“You know, we’re going to have to change that now,” Maleek said, causing me to tilt my head in confusion.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked.

“Listen, I love my name and all, but with everything that’s happening, it just doesn’t feel right anymore,” he explained.

“And what makes you say that?” G inquired.

“With this new life, this new beginning, it feels like I need a new identity. I want to leave Maleek in the past if I’m going to move forward. Plus, if I’m going to be facing literal demons, I’d rather have a name that strikes fear into their hearts,” he said with a small chuckle.

Letting out a sigh, I shook my head with a smile. “Okay, so what did you have in mind?”

He sat there, thinking for a moment before answering, “Sureiyā. Sureiya Okumura,” he said proudly.

“Hmm, interesting,” I said, scratching my chin.

“Yeah, I’ve always had a thing for Japanese culture. I even learned the language. Sureiya means ‘slayer,’ and Okumura is the last name of one of my favorite—and in my opinion, most underrated—anime characters. He was a demon who helped slay other demons. No matter how many people were against him, he kept moving forward. And I aim to do the same with this task,” he said, his voice filled with resolve.

I could see the fire burning in his soul. This boy, now Sureiya, would be the one to save us all.

Author's Note

Finally this took a minute I just got the hang off inserting pictures now I need to learn how to do it with music anyway I’m out my niggas have a good revel in the dark/Kurayami de tanoshimu

A TIME SKIP AND ARRIVAL edit

Author's Note

I know it’s been a minute, but hey, I do have a personal life outside of this. I’ll make sure not to take so long on the next one

But until next time

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness
Made some corrections and got rid of unnecessary lines

A TIME SKIP AND ARRIVAL edit

Sureyia’s 1st POV

When G said my training would be hellish, he wasn’t kidding. Turns out, I’m not actually in heaven. I’m in this place called the “World In Between,” a plane of existence where nothing exists—unless, of course, God wants it to. He often comes here when he needs a break, and the crazy part? Time flows differently here. To an outside observer, it would look like I’ve only been here for about two years , but inside, I’ve spent 200 fucking years.

There’s a silver lining, though: I’ve learned a lot about my powers. First, I trained my physical strength and elemental abilities—fire, earth, water, ice, air, light, shadow, and darkness. Then, I started discovering other abilities, and let me tell you, it’s terrifying. I’m like a walking anime arsenal. Every ability I’ve discovered seems like it came straight out of a manga or video game, but with a twist. Apparently, because of what I am, these abilities are insanely powerful.

G explained it as “dimensional influence.” Random ideas for crazy video games or epic anime sometimes leak from one dimension or reality to another. Most of these influences come from the angels, demons, and other supernatural beings of the past. What we think of as fictional abilities are actually just reflections of real powers used by these creatures.

For example, Shigaraki’s quirk from My Hero Academia. It actually belongs to a demon species called Duster Demons. They’re tall, skinny, and fast as hell, with black charcoal skin and hollow, soulless eyes. They’re so dangerous that they can one-shot an angel if they catch them off guard. Their Blood Demon Art, known as “Decay,” is pretty much identical to Shigaraki’s quirk, except they need direct contact to activate it. Fortunately, they don’t turn everything around them to dust just by touching the ground.

But me? I’ve got that ability on a whole different level. When I use it, a purple mist pours from my hands. The mist is what carries out the decay effect. I can control where the mist goes, which means I can choose what gets turned to dust. I can even spray it out like a flamethrower. Eat your heart out, Shigaraki.

I’ve discovered a bunch of other abilities too, like Overhaul’s quirk, which is going to be insanely useful. Then there are my eyes. At first, they freaked me out, but now I’ve come to appreciate them. I can switch between my beast form and a human form at will. My eyes have three different abilities:

Critical Eye: It allows me to see any weaknesses in my opponent and, when facing a large number of enemies, gives me a rough estimate of how many I’m dealing with.
Confession: Lock eyes with me, and I can force you to tell the truth.
Fear: This one’s dangerous. If I pour too much power into it, it can literally paralyze my enemies with terror. I need to be really careful with this one.

When I first transformed, Faust noticed something on my back. A new marking—a symbol of a chimera. It was like a flaming brand, declaring what I was. G explained that the word “chimera” is perfect for what I am—a creature of multiple parts. So, I’ve named myself the Chimera Beast. Shion liked it, and honestly, it fits.

Speaking of Shion, I’ve learned some stuff about her too. As long as I’m alive, so is she. She doesn’t need to eat or sleep, and she’s an extra layer of protection for me. But the weird part is how she sustains herself. She needs love and affection, and once in a while, she needs a steady stream of lust. I don’t have a problem with it, but it’s going to take some getting used to.

I’ll never forget the first time I had to “feed” her. Faust practically had to chain God in place. I couldn’t tell who was louder—God’s screams of protest or Shion’s screams of pleasure. Turns out, Shion has this unique trait that allows her to revert to being as tight as a virgin, no matter what. And my physical transformation came with a big “bonus.” Let’s just say I’m probably the envy of every adult film star on Earth.

Training with God and Faust has been brutal. Faust taught me to use my magic and demonic abilities, while God showed me just how outclassed I am when it comes to physical combat. I learned the hard way that I’m practically immortal. I have a healing factor like you wouldn’t believe, and I’m almost impossible to kill. Normal weapons are useless against me. Only weapons with high concentrations of demonic, angelic, or supernatural energy can hurt me, and even then, they’d have to be incredibly powerful. The only way to kill me is to destroy all seven of my hearts, and even then, you’d have to decapitate me.

I found that out the hard way during a sparring match with God. He decapitated me, and after I reattached my head, I kicked him in the nuts, which earned me a pierced heart for my trouble. Fun times.

Now, it’s my final day here. I’ve grown attached to these two gods—they’ve become like family. Thanks to God’s manipulation of the World In Between, I’ve crafted a whole arsenal of weapons and stored them in my darkness. Turns out, I’ve got enough space in there to store fifty cars, so I’m set.

I’m standing here, facing both Faust and God, as they prepare to open a portal to drop me into Equestria. They told me my body was found five days after I died, and no surprise, no one took it harder than my mom and girlfriend.

“All right, this is it, boy,” G said, catching my attention. “Once we open this gateway, you’ll jump straight into Equestria. Because of how… skittish the residents can be, we’re going to drop you in the Everfree Forest. There isn’t much in there that can threaten you, so you should be fine.”

“Got it,” I said, steeling myself for what was to come.

“Please, I beg of you, try to fix this mess that my daughters have created,” Faust pleaded, her eyes filled with hope and desperation.

“You have my word. I’ll do whatever it takes,” I promised.

“Thank you,” she said softly, before stepping forward and planting a gentle kiss on my lips. She pulled back, her cheeks flushed.

I shook my head, clearing my own blush. “All right, let’s do it.”

With a wave of their hands, a bright light—somehow brighter than anything I’ve ever seen—engulfed my vision before everything went dark.

Equestria, Third POV

In the land of Equestria, the city of Canterlot sat perched on a mountain. It was the heart of the kingdom, home to the royal sisters, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna.

Celestia had just finished day court and was heading to the kitchen for a well-deserved piece of cake. But as she entered, she froze. A massive surge of power washed over her. Reaching out with her magic, she tried to pinpoint its location. The source was unmistakable—the Everfree Forest.

“Sister, did you feel that?” Luna asked, rushing into the kitchen, her eyes wide with concern.

“Indeed, Luna. And it’s coming from the Everfree,” Celestia confirmed, her mind racing.

“What do you think it could be?” Luna inquired, her worry palpable.

“I’m not sure, but I think I’ll send Twilight and her friends to investigate. I’m confident they can handle it,” Celestia said, though uncertainty lingered in her voice.

“Good idea. I just hope it’s nothing too serious,” Luna remarked, her expression betraying her anxiety.

“If it’s more serious than we thought, then we’ll handle it ourselves. I won’t stand idly by if this threatens our little ponies,” Celestia declared, determination hardening her voice. She quickly headed to her study to write a letter.

Meanwhile, in the small town of Ponyville, a lavender-furred unicorn named Twilight Sparkle was engrossed in her studies. She lived in the Golden Oaks Library, trying to catch up on the assignments her mentor, Princess Celestia, had given her. Dressed in a white button-up shirt, a purple-and-black checkered skirt, and thigh-high stockings, she looked every bit the dedicated student.

“Hey, Twilight, I’m back!” a young male voice called out. Twilight looked up to see Spike, her little adoptive brother and number one assistant, walking in with a bag of groceries. The adolescent dragon, covered in purple scales with green spines running down his back, was dressed in a dark purple hoodie and slightly torn jeans.

“Hey, Spike, did you get everything we need?” Twilight asked, walking up to hug the young drake.

“Yeah, it went pretty smoothly, except for a few unpleasant ponies here and there,” he said with a sigh.

Twilight frowned. While most ponies were friendly, there were always some who had a problem with those who weren’t their own kind—a harsh reality Spike had to face daily.

“I’m sorry, Spike. I’ll tell you what, there are some gems in the cabinet. How about you relax for a bit and help yourself?” she offered, patting his head gently.

“Really? Thanks, Twilight!” Spike beamed, hugging her before heading to the kitchen. But before he could reach it, he suddenly stopped andburped, releasing a burst of green smoke that coalesced into a scroll.

Twilight quickly grabbed it and unfurled the parchment. As she read, her eyes widened. It was from Princess Celestia, requesting her and her friends to investigate a powerful magical disturbance in the Everfree Forest.

“I see,” Twilight murmured, rolling up the letter. She’d felt the surge of magic earlier and had planned to write to the princess about it, but it seemed Celestia had beaten her to it.

“Spike, I’m going out. I’ll be back soon, okay?” she called out as she headed for the door.

“Okay, see you later, Twilight!” Spike replied, making his way upstairs to his room.

“All right, I just need to gather the rest of the girls, and then we’ll go check out this magical disturbance in the Everfree. No biggie,” Twilight muttered to herself, setting off to find her friends.

Sureyia’s 1st POV

I glared angrily at the sky where I’d just fallen from. “They could’ve done that a little smoother. It didn’t hurt, but still, I don’t like being dropped from the sky like that.” I stood up, dusting off my clothes—a little something I’d crafted for myself during my training. My outfit was all black, from the sleeveless hooded shirt down to the leather pants with silver-spiked knee guards and a matching belt. A black tattered cloak with my chimera symbol sewn onto the back hung from my shoulders. My feet were covered by black leather boots adorned with the same silver spikes, and for a finishing touch, I wore a mask resembling the mouth of a Japanese oni demon.

Whenever I pulled my hood up, I could use my darkness manipulation to shroud my face, leaving only the mask and my glowing red eyes visible. I looked like something straight out of a gothic assassin’s nightmare.

“Okay, now where do I go from here?” I muttered to myself, surveying my surroundings. I was in a dense forest—most likely the Everfree, if G and Faust were right.

I chose a random direction and started walking. I hadn’t gone far when my heightened senses kicked in. My hearing, smell, touch, and sight were amplified to almost ten times what they used to be. I caught a scent in the air—someone was nearby.

Without hesitation, I spun around, summoning one of my crafted weapons, a katana.

Both the blade and handle were pitch black, with a brilliant gold guard. A golden dragon design ran along the blade, and the scabbard was a mix of black and gold.

In one fluid motion, I drew the sword and slashed at a nearby tree. Using my wind manipulation, I sent a powerful wind blade slicing through the tree and several others behind it. I aimed high, not wanting to injure whoever was stalking me but to send a clear message: I wasn’t to be trifled with.

“I don’t know who you are, but I suggest you show yourself unless you want shit to hit the fan right now,” I said, flicking my katana to the side, ready for action. What emerged from behind the trees surprised me.

Slithering from the shadows was a lamia, unmistakably female, given the ample chest on display. She had long, pinkish-red hair and amber eyes, her lower half the coiled form of a serpent. Her scales matched the color of her hair, with a lighter pink underbelly. Her upper body was pale but well-formed. She was trembling, holding her hands up in a gesture of surrender.

“P-p-please don’t hurt me,” she stammered, her voice quaking with fear. I sheathed my sword and walked closer, watching as she backed away, only to find herself trapped against another tree. She shut her eyes, shaking violently, clearly terrified of what I might do.

“Hey, come on now, I’m not going to hurt you,” I said gently, resting a hand on her shoulder. That seemed to calm her a little. I noticed she was only wearing a tattered piece of cloth around her waist, leaving her upper body completely exposed.

“Well, I guess it’s better to have your lower half covered than your top half,” I thought, trying not to focus on that particular detail.

Feeling my touch, she flinched but eventually opened her eyes, relief flooding her features as she realized I wasn’t going to harm her.

“There, see? Not so bad. I’m sorry if I scared you. I just sensed someone nearby and thought I was going to be attacked.”

She finally stopped shaking and seemed to relax a little.

Brushing a few strands of hair out of her face, I asked, “Do you have a name?”

“M-Miia. My name is Miia,” she replied, her eyes still cautious but less fearful now.

“Nice to meet you, Miia. I’m Sureyia,” I said with a nod. “So, what are you doing out here?”

Before she could answer, I picked up on the sound of approaching footsteps—six of them. “We’ve got company,” I said, helping her rise to her full height, which was about six feet.

She looked confused but quickly slithered behind me as six figures emerged from the foliage. They were ponies—mares, to be exact. One was a lavender unicorn with a dark purple mane streaked with pink and lighter purple. She was dressed like a nerdy schoolgirl, yet she was undeniably cute.

Next was an orange earth pony with a blonde mane tied in a ponytail. She wore a red flannel shirt tied just below her bust and a pair of worn denim shorts, topped off with a brown Stetson hat. She looked every bit the cowgirl.

Then came the pink one—very pink. Her mane was a chaotic mass of curls, and she wore a pink shirt and shorts. She looked like she’d been dipped in bubblegum, the only contrast being her bright blue eyes.

A white unicorn with a perfectly styled indigo mane stepped forward next. She was dressed in a fitted white blouse that showed a tasteful amount of cleavage and a purple skirt that hugged her curves.

The fifth was a light cyan pegasus with a rainbow-colored mane. She wore a black sports bra and jogging pants, her athletic build and cocky demeanor giving off a definite tomboyish vibe.

Finally, there was a butterscotch-yellow pegasus with a long pink mane that hid half her face. She wore a green V-neck sweater and a pair of blue jeans, her body language shy and withdrawn.

They were all visibly surprised, cautiously eyeing me. But the moment they saw Miia, their expressions shifted to hostility. The cyan pegasus spread her wings threateningly, glaring at me.

“Whoa, easy there,” I said, raising my hands in a placating gesture. “Let’s not get hasty.”

The lavender unicorn, despite her caution, looked more curious than anything. “Excuse me, but what are you two doing out here?” she asked.

“Oh, I’m just passing through,” I said, crossing my arms. “I’m new around here, trying to get my bearings. As for my friend here, we kind of just met.”

“Yeah, right,” the cyan pegasus scoffed, getting up in my face. “For all we know, you could’ve been planning to ambush us with your little monster here.”

Her words irritated me, so I let out a small pulse of bloodlust. The effect was immediate; she stumbled back, her face a mask of terror. The others flinched, and even Miia seemed scared. I quickly reined it in, taking a deep breath.

“Okay, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. Let’s start over. My name is Sureyia Okumura. Nice to meet you,” I said, bowing my head slightly. “And this is Miia,” I added, gesturing to her. She gave a timid wave.

The lavender unicorn took a step forward. “Right, my name is Twilight Sparkle,” she said.

The orange mare tipped her hat. “Well, howdy! I’m Applejack.”

The pink one bounced up next. “Hi! I’m Pinkie Pie! Do you like parties? Do you like cake? What’s your favorite flavor of—” She was cut off by Applejack’s hand clamping over her mouth.

“Okay, sugarcube, I think he gets it.”

The cyan pegasus, still a little shaken, crossed her arms. “I’m Rainbow Dash, fastest flyer in Equestria. Try anything funny, and I’ll kick your ass.”

I rolled my eyes and looked at the white unicorn. “Hello, darling, I’m Rarity Bell, and I must say, your fashion choice is… intriguing.”

Finally, I turned to the yellow pegasus. She mumbled something, hiding behind her mane.

“Hey, deep breath,” I encouraged. She took a shaky breath and finally spoke.

“I-I’m Fluttershy,” she whispered.

“Nice to meet you, Fluttershy,” I said with a smile behind my mask.

Twilight stepped forward again, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Excuse me, sir, but what exactly are you? I’ve never seen anything like you before.”

“And what’s with the mask?” Rainbow Dash asked, still wary.

“Well, let’s just say I’m something you’ve never seen before. As for the mask… it’s a fashion statement,” I replied.

“And how do you make your face all shadowy like that?” Pinkie Pie asked, leaning in.

“That’s a secret,” I said with a smirk.

Before they could ask anything else, my danger sense—yeah, I’m calling it that—startedscreaming. “Excuse me, ladies, but we’ve got company,” I said. They looked confused until the ground started shaking.

A deafening roar echoed through the forest as a massive three-headed hydra crashed through the trees, its orange scales glinting in the sunlight. It towered over us, easily 25 meters tall.

“Hydra!” Rainbow Dash yelled.

“Well, well, well, aren’t you a big boy,” I said, catching the creature’s attention. “Come on, let’s go for a walk, big guy,” I taunted, talking to it like it was a puppy, which seemed to piss it off. Faust was right—wild creatures in this world are a lot smarter than those back in mine.

“What are you doing?” Miia asked, clutching my arm in fear.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got this,” I reassured her as the hydra charged. I grabbed Miia and leapt to the top of a tree, then sprang over the hydra as it smashed into the trunk, landing behind it.

Setting Miia down, I gripped the handle of my katana. As the beast turned to face me, I took a deep breath.

“Wind Breathing, Sixth Form: Roku no Kata: Kokufū Enran—Black Wind Mountain Mist,” I chanted, swinging my sword upward. A massive wind slash tore through the air, aiming straight for the hydra.

3rd POV

Silence fell over the clearing. No one dared to move, to breathe. Moments ago, everything had been chaos, but now everything was still. The Mane Six and Miia stood frozen, watching in disbelief. Sureyia remained in his upward slashing stance, and even the hydra was motionless.

A gasp broke the silence as Fluttershy pointed, her body trembling. The others followed her gaze, their eyes widening. Blood began pooling around the hydra, and then, with a sickening thud, its massive body collapsed—split cleanly in two down the middle.

All eyes turned to Sureyia, who calmly returned his sword to its sheath. “That was really boring,” he muttered to himself as the katana vanished in a swirl of black mist.

The ponies stood in stunned silence. This… whatever he was had just killed a fully grown hydra with a single attack.

Sureyia walked over to the hydra’s carcass and, to the ponies’ horror, began stripping chunks of flesh from the body. Each piece was enveloped in the black mist before disappearing.

“W-what are you doing?” Twilight asked, her face turning green.

“Well, I’m not going to let this meat go to waste,” Sureyia replied. “Besides, I’ve never tried hydra meat before.”

“Y-you’re going to eat it?” Fluttershy stammered.

“Of course,” Sureyia said, lifting his mask just enough to reveal a set of razor-sharp teeth and fangs before lowering it again. “These aren’t just for show, you know.” In a matter of seconds, he had stripped the entire right side of the hydra’s carcass.

“I think that should be enough. Anyway, you all should get out of here. A kill this big and this fresh is probably going to attract a lot of predators. And as for you,” he said, turning to Miia, “let’s go.”

“O-okay,” Miia said, still a bit shaken but relieved to be with someone who could protect her.

“Anyway, I’ll catch you ponies later, probably,” Sureyia said with a wave as he and Miia walked off in the opposite direction. Once they were gone, Twilight turned to her friends.

“G-girls, I think we should tell the princess about this,” she said, her voice trembling. Her horn glowed, and in a flash, they teleported back to her library.

They had no idea what had just arrived on Equestria’s doorstep. But whatever he was, he was terrifying.

INTRODUCTION AND MONSTERS SETTLEMENT (edit)

(Sureiya’s POV)
It’s been almost two hours since I arrived in this world. In that time, I’ve met a few locals, killed a giant monster, and now I’m walking with my new acquaintance, Miia, through the dense forest. I suddenly paused and turned to her. “Um, where are we headed, anyway?” I asked, curiosity tinged with suspicion.

“Oh… um… well, we could go to my village, although it’s more of a small settlement,” she replied nervously. I considered her words before giving a nod.

“Alright then, lead the way,” I said, and we continued in silence. After a while, she spoke up again.

“Umm, I have to ask… why did you save me back there? I mean, I’m grateful, but still… I thought you would have left me to die because of what I am,” she said cautiously, her voice wavering with uncertainty.

I glanced at her, then gave a small smile. “Well, for starters, I don’t care about what you are. I know how your kind is unfairly judged, but to me, you’re just a normal girl. Plus, I’d be a real jerk to let a pretty girl die,” I added with a lighthearted grin.

Her eyes widened, and she blushed, looking away shyly. “You think I’m pretty?” she asked softly, almost as if she didn’t believe it.

“Yes, even if you’re a bit underweight. But don’t worry, I’ll fix that,” I said as I patted her head, running my fingers gently through her hair. She gave me a soft smile as we walked, but then her stomach growled loudly, causing her to blush even more. I chuckled at the sound. “Well, I guess you’re hungry, huh?” I teased, and she nodded shyly.

Opening a rift into my darkness, I pulled out a strip of hydra meat I had stored earlier. Using my pyro abilities, I cooked it up just right, then cooled it with a gentle breeze of my air manipulation before offering it to Miia. She looked at me with wide eyes as I smiled. “Go on, eat up.”

She hesitated for a moment before taking the meat and biting into it. As she chewed, tears welled up in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks.

“It’s been so long since I’ve had any meat,” she whispered, her voice breaking.

“Were you hunting when I found you?” I asked gently, sensing there was more to her story. She nodded, her expression turning somber.

“My village is starving. Those who hate us hunt down our food and poison our water to slowly wipe us out. Most of us are too sick or injured to hunt, and some—like my mother—are taken away to be sold as property,” she sobbed, her voice cracking under the weight of her words.

Hearing this, I felt a cold anger stir within me as I pulled her into a comforting hug. “I’m so sorry that happens to you and your people,” I said, rubbing her back as she cried softly against my chest. If I’m really going to make things right here, I need to start by helping her people, I vowed silently.

(3rd POV: Canterlot Castle)
After their encounter with the one who calls himself Sureiya, the Mane Six were immediately teleported to the library. They were shaken, fear still lingering in their eyes. Once they calmed down, Twilight called for Spike, sending a letter to Princess Celestia detailing their run-in with the mysterious being in the Everfree Forest. After a quick reply, they were off to Canterlot.

On the train ride, they couldn’t help but discuss what they had witnessed.

“I still can’t believe it,” Twilight muttered, her mind replaying the scene. “Hydras are not easy creatures to kill, and yet he did it in one strike.”

“Not to mention he was planning to eat it,” Fluttershy whispered, shivering at the memory of Sureiya’s sharp teeth.

“Pfft, he wasn’t that scary,” Rainbow Dash scoffed, but the others didn’t buy it.

“Dash, ya were the main one shakin’ yer tail off in fear,” Applejack retorted, striking a blow to Rainbow’s pride.

Eventually, they reached their destination and made their way to the castle, heading straight to the throne room. Upon entering, they were greeted by the two princesses.

“Hello, my little ponies. It’s good to see you,” Celestia said, embracing her student warmly.

“It’s good to see you too, Princess, but I’m afraid our news might be a bit troubling,” Twilight said, concern evident in her voice.

“I see. You said you found something in the Everfree?” Celestia asked, and they all nodded before recounting their story in great detail. By the time they finished, both princesses looked deeply troubled.

“I see,” Celestia said, her gaze distant as she processed the news. The thought of a creature with the power to kill a hydra so effortlessly disturbed her greatly. “Twilight, tomorrow I’d like you and your friends to accompany a group of guards to try and make contact with this creature and ascertain his intentions. I can’t ignore the potential threat of such a powerful being wandering around unchecked.”

“Of course, Princess. You can count on us,” Twilight replied, her friends nodding in agreement.

“Thank you. I knew I could rely on you six. In the meantime, we’ll provide guest rooms for all of you while you’re here.”

After sending the Mane Six off to their rooms for the night, Celestia turned to her sister. “I have no idea what we’re dealing with, but we can’t take this lightly, sister.”

“Agreed. And the fact that he was seen with a creature from the monster race is concerning. While we’ve never had direct conflicts with them, there’s no telling what they might be planning,” Luna remarked.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect my little ponies,” Celestia said firmly, her eyes hardening with resolve. If only she knew what was truly in store.

(Sureiya’s POV)
After nearly another hour of walking, we finally reached our destination. When Miia said it was a small settlement, she wasn’t exaggerating; in fact, she was being generous. The majority of the structures looked like they’d collapse with the slightest breeze, and everyone around appeared malnourished and miserable. It wasn’t just lamias here either—I saw a variety of other creatures I recognized from my studies with Faust.

There were goblins, who didn’t look as hideous as I’d imagined. I saw a few ice wolves—humanoid creatures with white fur covering their arms and legs, wolf-like ears, and tails. They were named for their affinity with ice magic. I also noticed ogres, some with rugged, almost wild appearances, while others looked more tame and dignified.

As we approached, the atmosphere changed. The villagers smiled warmly at Miia, but their expressions turned wary when they saw me. The defenders of the settlement—a group of goblins, lamias, an ogre, and two ice wolves—took up defensive stances, ready to fight if necessary.

“Whoa, easy! I come in peace,” I said, raising my hands in a placating gesture. They didn’t seem convinced until Miia stepped in front of me.

“He’s telling the truth. He saved my life,” she insisted, which seemed to calm them down, though their eyes remained suspicious.

“What do you mean, he saved your life?” the ogre, a male, asked. He wore poorly made armor, and his sword looked like it could break at any moment. His skin was a bubblegum pink, and his hair was a messy red, with two small horns protruding from his forehead and red streaks under his eyes.

Miia recounted our encounter with the ponies and the hydra, and as she finished, the ogre nodded slowly. “I see. You have my thanks for protecting her,” he said, extending his hand.

“It was no problem. Like I told her, I’d be a jerk to let her die,” I replied, shaking his hand firmly. “I’m Sureiya, by the way.”

“My name is Benimaru,” the ogre introduced himself. “I’m the leader of this settlement, though I wouldn’t really call us much of a settlement.”

“Miia told me about your situation. I thought I could help,” I said, causing him to raise an eyebrow in surprise.

“Really? We’d be grateful, but I don’t think there’s much you can do,” he admitted, and I smirked.

“Is that so?” I said, opening a rift into my darkness. Everyone gasped as I pulled out large strips of hydra meat I had stored inside. “I’m pretty sure I can help with your hunger problem.”

Their reactions were priceless. These folks were drooling so much I thought they might dehydrate themselves. It was almost comical.

“So, let’s get a fire going and get you all fed.”

“I don’t know what to say,” Benimaru stammered, clearly shocked.

“There’s nothing you have to say. You need help, and that’s why I’m here,” I replied firmly. I knew it would take time, but eventually, I would figure out how to turn everything around for the better.

Author's Note

I know I deserve to be chewed out for taking so long. I’m a try to be better and merry Christmas to you all. And to all a good night.Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

REPAIRS AND MORE DEMIMONSTERS

Author's Note

I HAD MAJOR WRITERS BLOCK SORRY FOR THE WAIT :pinkiecrazy:

REPAIRS AND MORE DEMIMONSTERS

(Sureyia 1st pov)

After giving my word that I had no ill intentions and that I only wanted to help most of the villagers had calmed down,Now I just need to figure out where I should start however my answer came in the form of a bunch of stomach growls.

Letting out a chuckle i clap my hands together and opened my pocket space,
How about we get everyone some food really quickly i said pulling out the large slabs of hydra meat I had stored inside.

As soon as I pulled out the meat, (pause?) i got a bunch of drooling and hungry reactions, do yall got any cooking utensils or something like a cauldron I asked.

“No they were left behind when we last moved deep into the forest after we got attacked by hunters,” BeniMaru said sadly.

“Mhmmm well no biggy,” I said before I use my earth manipulation to carve out a pretty large size rock out of the ground before using overhaul to brake it down and reassemble it into a large cauldron.

I couldn’t help but give a shit eating grin at seeing their faces, “you can use magic ,”BeniMaru asked.

“Well I can but that wasn’t magic it was just one of my many abilities,” I said as i then drew a nice sized circle in the ground before before putting my hand in the middle of it before fire erupted for the circle much to their surprise of course.

Making two thin but sharp spikes jet up from the ground i staked a large chunk of the meat on both and aloud it to start cooking, “ok ill be back just watch the meat and if it looks done take it off and put another piece on and don’t worry about the fire it won’t burn you,” i said before heading deeper into the forest.

Walking deeper into the forest I came across something interesting it was a castle a old run down castle at that, looking at it I soon realized it was the castle of the two sisters, Faust had told me about this place and that it’s where she and her daughters lived before she disappeared.

feeling curious I went inside to take a look, the place was just as rundown as the outside interior exploring the place I came down to the bottom level of the castle from what I could tell I had stumbled into a library most of the books were in ruin but I salvaged wat I could, after I was finished I was about to head back upstairs but I stopped, listening closely my ears picked up a sound looking around I knew wasn’t alone.

“Alright now I know you’re there I suggest you show your self,” no response.

Looking around I couldn’t see or smell anything but someone or something was there.

“ shion,” i mentally called out. “I can sense it too master,” she replied cautiously.

My eyes shifted to there Chimera beast form, immediately I could see things more in depth everything was more clear somehow almost more detailed even the smallest detail became clear and apparent to me, and just then I could see it right in front of me it was female and it was floating looking at it closer I realized what it or she was, “A specter?” I asked out loud, specters are ghost like creatures that could become invisible to the naked eye along with being intangible, upon realizing I could see her she tried to escape but I was quicker, I dashed and easily caught her and cancelled out her ghost form as I called it.

As I pinned her down to the ground I got a much better look at her. And well she was beautiful in my opinion.
As I looked down at her shion told me there were more surrounding us, sure enough I looked up to find more spectors surrounding us some afraid some glareing at me not in the mood for a fight i let loose and bit of blood Lust which seemed to get the message across as all of there bravado seem to leave them.

Looking back at the one in my hand I realized she was crying, well shit I feel like an ass now.

“As I took stock of the situation I decided to go with my gut,” I’m going to let you up just don’t try anything Stupid understand?” I asked softly but firmly, with a nod of her head, I released my hold on her she didn’t get up right away but eventually she’s slowly got to her feet. I noticed that she was just barely coming up to the middle of my chest.

“ what are you?” She asked.

“I am a mix of multiple things thrown into one,That’s the best you’re going to get out of me right now,” I replied.

“Just know attacking me is not advised,” I flexed my claws for emphasis, although one could argue they were more like talons, they were all 4 inches long which would probably look ridiculousIf it wasn’t for the fact I was 7 feet tall. It kind of reminded me of sabertooth from the X-Men comics.

They all seem to Shudder at my implications or at the length of my claws, not really sure which one.

“Leave us,” the Spectre girl who I’m assuming is the leader spoke to the others. a few try to argue, but eventually relented, and left us alone.

As I watch them leave, I couldn’t help but notice the sorry state they were in just like the monster villagers.

“Why did you-“ I started, but my words died in my throat upon seeing what I saw, the Spectre princess as I’m gonna call her was on her knees completely naked. I am ashamed to admit that despite the situation my eyes did a lot of free roaming.

Just like Miia she had a pretty modest figure, especially in the chest and rear I couldn’t help, but noticed most of her skin, while being a pale White her nipples and areola were a light grayish shade of blue.

“Do you want to explain what you’re doing?”
I asked trying to keep my hormones and shit in check.

“I can tell that if you wanted to, you could kill me and my people without so much as a second thought, do what you Will to me, but please, spare my people.

Looking at her, I was surprised at the words that just came from her mouth. She was really willing to give her self up like this for her people, letting out a sigh I walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder.

(specter princess1st pov)

I closed my eyes as this creature walked up to me, I was scared, afraid.

I wondered what would he do to me, would he kill me, would he eat me, would he turned me into a slave? What if he forced himself on me? This is not how I wanted to lose my virginity.

All these thoughts raced through my head as tears begin to leak down my eyes.

I flinched as I felt a hand on my shoulder.

“You need not be afraid,” I heard his voice say.

looking up I looked into the dark shadowy Mass that was hiding his face along with that terrifying mask. The only thing that was staring back at me were to pair of red eyes, and while they were terrifying. They were also comforting.

Stand and cover yourself he ordered, I stood up but instead of putting my clothes back on I gripped onto him.

Whoa, what are you doing? He asked.

“Please just take me don’t hurt my people, Am I not desirable enough? What else do you want from us?” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest.

At first I was afraid and even tried to pull away but then I could hear it, It was steady, It was like the slow calming beat of a drum and I couldn’t help but relax, I felt his hand lightly grip my chin and push my head up to look at him.

“Look, there’s no need for all of this, I had no intentions on hurting you or your people I didn’t even know you were here.”

“If I may ask, why are y’all huddled in here? Shouldn’t you be outside? after all If I’m not mistaken, you’re kind must bask in the moonlight to survive, right?”

I slowly looked down and nodded my head, yes but a while back we were forced here by a group of hunters, they placed cursed totems around the building to keep us from leaving. We’ve only been able to absorb the scattered moonlight that comes to the windows.

“I see,” he said.

“give me one moment”, he said as he seem to vanish out of nowhere, did he just use magic? I asked myself a few minutes went by and at first I figured he wouldn’t come back, but suddenly I gasped the pressure that I have been feeling since the totems were put out was gone .

Soon he appeared before me again with his hands on his hips, boom problem solved, he said.

“What did you do?” I asked.

“Well, I destroyed the things that were keeping you here now you’re free to leave and get some real moonlight.”

I couldn’t help but feel myself tear up, We had been stuck here for so long to the point where my mother had perished we lost so many, but now it was finally over.

I was going to thank him, but he said something else that completely shocked me.

“I met up with a group of demimonsters earlier at a small settlement Not too far from here. I’m trying to help them fix things you could say, you’re welcome to come along.”

“Are you really offering to take us with you?”I asked in disbelief.

“Of course, I’d be a pretty shitty guy If I left you and your people like this in your time of need,” he replied.

I did the only thing I could think to do, I jumped up and kissed him. It was strange to do it on his mask, but I didn’t care.

“Thank you, thank you so much”, I said as I quietly wept into his chest, he just held me and allowed me to get it all out.

After I had exhausted all my tears I went around to gather the others and told them of the news. Needless to say they were all shocked, happy, and surprised.

We didn’t have much, but we gathered what little belongings we had and within 30 minutes we were ready to go.

“By the way, I never got your name,” he mentioned.

“Allow me to introduce myself,” he said. my name is Sureiya Okumura.

I bowed my head and introduce myself, “My name is Princess Boosette.”

“Beautiful name for a beautiful lady,” he said which cost me to blush a little.

“Well, let’s go,” he said as we all began to head back to his village.

Here’s hoping a better life for me and my people.

CONFRONTATION

(Sureiyā 1st pov)

After gathering all of the specters, we decided to make our way back to the camp. It was a relatively quiet walk with a few murmurs being thrown out here in there. I did notice Boosette glancing at me every now and again curious I spoke up.

“Is something on your mind”, I asked?

“Not necessarily I’m just curious about you even without seeing your face it’s obvious you’re something I’ve never encountered before,” she replied.

“I’m not surprised I don’t think anybody in this world has seen anything like me before, I’m actually the only one of my kind here” I simply replied

“Oh my I’m so sorry to hear that,” What happened to the rest of your species?

“It’s complicated that’s all I can say for now,” I answered cryptically not ready to reveal too much about myself.

understanding the situation she became silent and we continued our walk, that was until I suddenly stop which cost the others to stop as well.

“What’s wrong?” Boosette asked.

I sniffed the air as my danger sense went off, we got company, I said.

Suddenly a large and very hungry manticore appeared out of the bushes, Stocking its way towards us. Probably thinking we were going to be a decent meal, the poor fool.

while the others were visibly terrified and frightened I could only think of one thing. ahhhhhhh more fresh meat, I said as I prepped my claws.

“Here kitty kitty”, I said with a wicked smile before I pounced on the thing.

It didn’t even get a chance. In fact I didn’t even need my claws, I basically put the thing in a bear hug and folded its spine killing it instantly.

I then stored away the body in my darkness to use later.

Looking back at the others I couldn’t help but smile a shit eating grin when I saw the look on their faces.

“Well don’t just stand there, let’s get a move on I said snapping them out of their stunt silence.

“How did you do that?” Boosette asked as she ran up beside me.

“That is a secret,” I said as we continue to walk, eventually within an hour we came up to our destination.

“Yo, I’m back,” I called out to the villagers with some giving me a friendly smile. “Hope you don’t mind I bought some company”I said, As the specters made themselves known.

“Specters?” BeniMaru asked in surprise.

“Yep,” I replied, “they were trapped in that old castle back there because hunters had put some cursed totems and charms around the place to keep them from leaving but I set them free.”

“AnyWho, how are we doing on our cooking,” I asked.

the smell of the meat hit me long before we got up to the camp, and I had to admit that shit smellt good as fuck.

Miia gave a smile as she came up to us, it’s going perfectly with this much we could probably keep everyone fed for a few days even weeks .

“Well got a little more for ya,” I said, as I pulled the manticore out of my darkness
Along with some wild plants and mushrooms that I snagged while walking. Thanks to Faust I know which ones are safe to eat.

“Ha you’re just full of surprises my friend,”BeniMaru complimented.

“Oh, that I am,” I said.

“Now,” I said as I broke out chunks of the ground and used overhaul to shape them into bowls, let’s get you folks fed .

About 30 minutes later I had managed to fill up the last bowl of the hungry villagers, I smiled as I saw them eat happily with smiles on their faces.

“It’s been so long since I’ve seen them smile like this,” BeniMaru said. “I truly cannot thank you enough,” he said as he bowed to me.

“Yo no need to bow bro,” I said. “I told you I came to help y’all and that’s what I aim to do,“ now then how about I do something about your living conditions,” I said looking at the sorry states of the huts they were in.

“EVERYBODY CLEAR OUT” i shouted causing everyone to move away to a safer position.

Once the area was cleared enough I slammed my hands on the ground and with the use of overhaul spikes shot upwards from the ground and ripped the huts to pieces.

After that the spikes broke apart and soon slabs of stone rows up from the ground, each one forming a small, but solid and more decent hut then the ones that once stood in their place .

“I don’t necessarily have anything I can do about beds at the moment so sorry about that,” I said.

“There’s no need for you to be sorry If anything we should be sorry that there’s nothing we can do to repay you,” Beni said. again don’t worry about it after all That’s exactly why I’m here.

“It’s getting late I suggest you all get in and get some sleep,” I said.

Pretty soon all of the demimonsters crawled into a hut but not without thanking me for everything I’ve done so far, I just waved it off and told them it was no problem.

With that being said however, I soon realized I forgot to make a hut for myself. Shrugging, I was prepared to correct my mistake until I felt a scaled tail wrap itself around my arm and looking back I saw it was miia.

“Miia,” I asked while raising an eyebrow.

“You can sleep with me if you like,” she said with a small blush on her face.

I was going to decline but a little search through her soul told me she really wanted me too so I decided why not.

“Sure,” I said causing her to widen her eyes in excitement before trying to re-compose herself .

As she lead me to her hut I look over to boosett who’s hut happen to be right across from miia’s.

Looking at her I couldn’t help but notice that she seems somewhat jealous, I thought about soul-searching her to make sure I was right but shrugged it off After all there was no way she could have feelings for somebody she just met, right.

As I stepped inside of the hut, I stretched before removing my hoodie and taking off my boots, but leaving my pants and mask on.

“Oh my,” miia said her face as red as her hair however she also seem to be looking at my markings in a little bit of concern.

“What happened?” She asked as she brushed my marks.

“Don’t worry, they kinda signify what I am, trust me it’s not from being tortured,” I reassured her.

“OK, if you say so,” she said.

“As we got as comfortable as we could on the ground I looked at her and could tell that something was still bothering her.

“ something the matter,” I asked.

“When we were last attacked by hunters they took my mother, She used to hold me at night when it got cold, it’s been months and I don’t even know if she’s alive anymore, she said.

even from my position I can almost make out the tears rolling down her face.

“I-I-I miss her so much,” she said as she began to softly cry I didn’t know what to do or say.

This poor girl has been through so much, hell they all have, just another reason for me to try to fix things here, I thought to myself

Not sure of what to do I did the only thing that came to mind, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me she didn’t resist, Instead she turned towards me and buried her face into my chest.

We stayed like that, until she eventually cried herself to sleep not having the heart to move her I decided to sleep myself, although I really didn’t need to sleep.

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The next day

(3rd pov canterlot castle )

The princesses, the main 6, and 20 guards all stood in the cort yard as 5 carriages
Were prepped for departure.

“Now Remember try to persuade him, after all we don’t know what more he might be capable of,”
Celestia said.

“Don’t worry about it princess if anything im sure we could take him, after all he’s only one guy,” rainbow dash said with her signature cocky attitude.

Shaking her head twilight looked to her teacher with confidence, “right u can count on us princess.”

“I know I can,”celestia said as she hugged her student.

The girls, along with the gards soon parted ways as they set off to try to find the one known as Sureiyā.

“Tia are you sure this is wise?” Luna asked.

“Yes lu lu I have full confidence in their abilities,” celestia said With confidence.

Luna just sighed hoping that her sister was right.

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(Sureiyā 1st pov)

I awoke to a soft but squishy sensation on my face, in fact now that I think about it I can’t see shit neither , I tried to grab whatever was smothering me however my hands ended up grabbing something very soft and squishy.

On reflex I squeezed it wich caused a moan to be produced by whatever was smothering me.

Finally pushing my head back I found the source of my predicament, I was trapped between miias tits. “how in the fuck?” I asked my self.

Some how this girl managed to pull me in to her titts while we were sleeping.

With a sigh and slight reluctance I wiggled my self out before she could wake up. With a stretch and a few pops I stepped out side to get some fresh air.

It seems I wasn’t the only one as plenty of people were awake in the camp, as I began to walk in suddenly bumped into boosett.“oh sorry boo,” I called out to the specter girl.

“No it’s ok I wasn’t paying attention,” she said as she waved it off. she then looked at me and seem to hesitate with something.

“What’s up,” I asked.

“Well I was going to ask did u want to come to the stream and bathe with me.”

Not gonna lie I was caught of gard by her request and ya boy might have blushed a bit.

“Well I could use a bit of a wash,” I said nervously.

Her eyes almost seemed to sparkle to wich honestly damn she looked cute.

“Well come on,”she said as she dragged me off.

After about 10 minutes we arrived at the stream .

I looked at boosett who blushed before she slowly began to strip, I tried not to look but damn my eyes would not obey.

Her titts were just as nice as miia’s and her ass was nicely shaped and rounded and it slightly jiggled with every step she took.

After slipping out of her slightly worn and torn white dress she then unclipped Her bra and then finally slipped out of her panties before for stepping into the water.

Finally snapping out of my stooper I took off my pants and and boxers Before joining her.

As we soaked in the water we remained awkwardly silent, after about a minute I finally spoke up.

“So,” I started.

“Tell me a lil bit about your self if you don’t mind that is.”

She seems to think for a moment, “well,” she started, “I’m 120 years old, i was basically an only child and well of course I told you that my mother,” she paused as she looked down.

the tears could be seen before the sniffles and whimpers could be heard.

I walked over to her and pulled her into a gentle hug, after about a minute she managed to calm down.

“We were trapped inside of that awful place for almost a year, they borded up as many of the windows and doors as they could just to keep us from getting moon light, my mother had gave me and the others as much of her energy and life force as she could until she, she.”

I just squeezed her harder as a way to let her know she didn’t need to go any further.

We sat there for a minute until a scream caused our heads to snapped in the direction of the camp.

with a snap of my fingers we were out of the water, dried, and clothed before I grabbed her bridal style and made a mad dash back to camp.

Thanks to my speed we managed to get back almost in a few seconds close to a minute and I did not like what I was seeing.

ponies, there were ponies in my camp, the fact that they were here isn’t what bothered me it was the fact that they were armed and even pointing their weapons at the others, a few of them seemed injured while some were being tied up.

I, was , fucking ,pissed.

Summoning my katana i dash in front of the guards, as I appeared in front of them most of the guards found their weapons cut to pieces.

As I looked at them I suddenly reached out and grabbed the pony who I assumed to be the leader by the throat with my tail.

As I stared into his soul with my now red glowing eyes I growled in a pissed off tone,”you must have a death wish,” like I said i was pissed.

Author's Note

I’m sorry this took so long. It’s been a sad week for me. My dog that I’ve had had for 16 years passed away to me. He was more than a pet He was my brother and best friend but here’s the next part. Let’s see if we can get the next chapter faster until then.

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

ON THE MOVE AND A EIGHT LEGGED ENCOUNTER

Author's Note

As we get into the story more the chapters will get longer until then Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

ON THE MOVE AND A EIGHT LEGGED ENCOUNTER

(Sureiyā 1st pov)

After our less than pleasant experience with the ponies we knew that staying was not an option.

After gathering all of their belongings, the demimonsters were ready to move and so we started our journey through the forest.

It was a silent walk for about thirty minutes,
But soon the silence was broken by one of the ice wolves in the group.

“So if you don’t mind me asking where we headed.”

Giving her, yes her, my attention I took in her feachers.

she had light brown ebony skin with red eyes and white flowing hair that reached down her back, all most to her butt which my god, if I didn’t know any better I’d thought she’d had a BBL, her rack which was a large c cup almost a D, slightly bounced with every step she took, her wolve ears, tail, and paws were all covered in a layer of white fur.

She had a pretty decent amount of muscle on her as well, do to the fact that the only clothing she had was two pieces of cloth covering her chest and lower area, it was easy to get a good view of her body.

In fact now that I look at her more, she looked basically like a wolf version of mirko from my hero academia.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I gave my answer.

“Yeah we’re heading to the badlands,” I replied simply.

This made nearly everyone stop in their tracks.

“No offense but are you crazy, we might be use to harsh climates but we are not built for that kind of environment.”

“Plus ice wolves don’t do so well in extreme temperatures,” the she wolf said.

“Look I know it seems far fetched but trust me when I say, this will work out in our favor, just have faith.”

With a sigh she relented, “ok fine, we trust your judgment,” she said.

Good now on to more pressing matters,” I said as I sliced my hand with a claw.

Using my blood magic I sent a Bunch of blood threads into the top of the trees, and with one yank I pulled a bunch of live bodies out of the trees.

“I really hate being watched like that,” i said as I looked at my captives.

It did not take me long to figure out what they were.

“Arachnes” I said in surprise, arachnes were creatures that seem human up top, with the exception of their six eyes and carapace covered arms, however down below was the complete body of a spider which was connected to their butt if I’m not mistaken, i counted at least
50 of them, 20 males 30 females.

Before I could question them however,
One of the males stood up and lunged at me, I simply grabbed him by his neck and threw him back to the ground.

As I examined him I noticed that he had black carapace and light peach colored skin, with red eyes and white hair, he had a very nice build but he also had a lot of scars on his body.

“Father!” one of the females exclaimed,
She, like the one she just called father, also had light peach colored skin and red eyes, but her hair was a really light shade of purple and her carapace was a darker shade of purple.

She turned her attention towards me and glared with so much hate and anger I could practically taste it.

She also tried to lunge at me, but I tightened the thread around her body to keep her
still.

Another thing to mention about arachnes, they are extremely temperamental, all of there emotions scream that they want to rip me to pieces.

“Ok look I don’t want any trouble, we’re just passing through that’s it,” i said, trying to get the situation under control.

“Then explain this shit,” the the arachne girl asked.

“In my defense you were following us,” I pointed out.

“Well we don’t do well with people in our territory,” she shot back, “For all we knew you could have been one of them.”

Upon hearing what she just said, everything became clear, with a sigh I looked her dead in the eyes and asked, “who did they take from you?”

My question seem to surprise her, “what,” She asked.

“I said, who did they take from you? You thought I was one of those hunters, so you’ve dealt with them before and I’m guessing they took someone close to you, so who did they take?”

“Why does it matter to you? She snapped angrily,” I could almost see the tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“Because whoever they took, I will help get them back, so who was it?”

She stared at me. I can tell she was trying to figure me out, but suddenly the one from earlier spoke up.

“My wife, her mother,” looking over I saw the one i threw to the ground was looking at me, behind those rage filled eyes was nothing but pain.

“How long ago?” I asked.

“It’s been a few weeks now, I don’t know what to do,” he said, finally letting his emotions show.

I walked over to him while making my blood threads disappear, I held my hand out to him to which he stared at it for a moment before taking it as I helped him stand.

“You and your people come with us, trust and believe I will get her back for you.”

“And how do you plan on doing that? You don’t even know where they are?”

“Actually, I do,” I said, with a smirk, which again was hidden behind my mask, I’ve had it on since I’ve arrived here, and the whole time we’ve been walking I’ve had my hood down, allowing them to partially see my face.

“We had a run-in with some equestrians earlier, it was about 20 guards and the squad leader just so happen to be part of a hunter group.”

“I have an ability that allow me to read the memories of others, I looked to his daughter before asking, your mother wouldn’t happen to have purple carapace like yours with white hair and blue eyes would she.”

And just like I expected, their eyes shot open wide as dinner plates before the guy grabbed me by my shoulders.

“Yes, yes that’s her,” he exclaimed. I then felt a tug on my hoodie, looking back I saw miia giving me a hopeful look, “does this mean,” she started to ask, but I simply put my hand on her shoulder and gave her a nod.

“Yeah miia, I know where your mother is and I’m going to bring her back to you.”

Her reaction didn’t surprise me at all as she begin to cry against me, I just held her and allowed her to get it out.

I’ve then decided why the hell not and reached up and took off my mask, finally, allowing them to see my complete face.

“What are you?” The Arachne man asked.

I finally decide to tell them.

“My name is Sureiya Okumura, I’m what’s called a chimera beast, I am a creature who’s the host of something known as the chimera spirit, a entity made up of souls from many different supernatural creatures, including angels and demons,” their eyes seem to widen at the fact that I just basically admitted to Being Part demon.

“I was sent here, because the creator of this world could no longer stand to see the things you were all going through, but Mark, my, words, I won’t rest until everyone, no matter the species can live happy with a smile on their face.”

“That is why I will lead you, That is why I shall protect you, That is why I am here.”

And just like before the Arachnes began to glow before, bowing to me.

“If that’s the case, then we’re with you,
And to make it official, allow me to introduce myself. My name is
ohiram Arachnera and this is my daughter, rachnera Arachnera .”

“It is a pleasure,” I said, bowing my head to them both.

Hey, that reminds me, I never introduced myself,” The ice wolf I had been talking to earlier said, “my name is rumi usagiyama.”

Yeah, I blanched at that, “It’s not enough to look like her, but y’all basically got the same name,” I thought to myself.

Looking at my group, I realize just how many people I have following me and looking for my guidance.

Originally there were 60 Demimonsters, then I met Boosett which added 35, and now with the addition of the 50 Arachnes, this meant I had 145 people counting on me.

No pressure.

WARNING IGNORED AND LEARNING MORE OF THE BEAST

Author's Note

I feel like I’m getting better with this. Let me know if there’s anything I can do to improve and give me any tips you might have that’ll make the process quicker. Also, I forgot to mention the shout out to lady umbra for adding the story to their favorites. They’re one of my inspirations for starting this in the first place. I could also use a good cowriter or somebody who knows how to edit grammar mistakes but until next time.revel in the dark/Kurayami de tanoshimu

WARNING IGNORED AND LEARNING MORE OF THE BEAST

(Luna 1st pov)

Standing outside the door of the golden oak library we, I mean, me, and my sister waited for the door to open.

not to long ago my sister had received a letter from her student twilight sparkle, who we had sent to the everfree along with her friends and 20 guards to bring in a mysterious being who called himself Sureiyā Okumura to understand his intentions about being in our lands.

the letter in question was extremely vague and rushed, which is very unlike Celestia’s prized pupil, all we understood from the letter was,“Please come to the library quickly. It’s an emergency and bring medics.”

With that me, my sister, and a handful of medical staff from the castle decided it would be best to teleport to our destination rather than take a carriage.

The door soon swung open as we were greeted by spike twilight’s number one assistant.

Upon noticing us, he quickly bowed his head.

“Ummmm hello your majestys,” he greeted. “I’m assuming you’re hear about twilight’s letter,” he said.

“Yes, indeed young spike,” my sister responded.

“Right come on in,” he said, as he opened the door wider for us to make our way inside,

On the way in however one of the medical staff, seemingly on purpose, Stepped on his tail while giving a smug grin.

“Ahem I exclaimed , causing the one responsible to freeze up and flinch.

As I stepped in front of him and gave him a disapproving glare, I let him know , We will be having a discussion about his actions later. different race or not, spike was a absolute sweetheart, and I will not tolerate such treatment towards him.

If only my sister can see the same way, while she is not intentionally hateful towards the other races, she’s so wrapped up with protecting our subjects that she’s sometime allow them to get away with their unfair treatment towards anyone who is not a pony.

Upon entering the library, the atmosphere felt incredibly dampen, almost sick in a way.

All of the element bearers were here , but they all seemed shaken even the element of loyalty, Rainbow Dash, seemed out of it, which is unlike her from my understanding.

“What has happened here?” I asked.

Upon noticing our arrival, they all stood up to bow however, me and my sister put our hands out to stop them, “rise, all of you, no need to bow, celestia said.

“Twilight, what happened, your letter was extremely vague on details”

“Well, you see Princess,” “twilight started.
we managed to run into that Sureiyā creature again and he’s definitely something that’s never been seen before.”

“It should also be mentioned that we encountered him with a large group of monsters, from ogres, to goblins, ice wolves,Lamias And specters “

“That sounds very troubling,” celestia muttered.

“Well, things didn’t exactly go south until the guards thought it was necessary to attack and apprehend them.”

“On what charges,” I asked.

“They said they were too close to Pony civilization, and that we had no idea what their intentions could be,” the one known as Fluttershy spoke up.

“So basically, there wasn’t a definitive reason?” I asked, to which they all not at their heads.

I couldn’t help but sigh and slowly rub my temples, tia really needed to get a handle on her guards, and all of our ponies for that matter. this attitude and behavior towards others of a different species Is really unacceptable in my eyes.

“But I’m guessing that’s not all that happened,” celestia said to which all their ears pinned back against her head.

“Please follow me, she said, and she let us upstairs. upon reaching one of the doors in the upstairs level, She opened it and what me and my sister saw made our blood run cold.

All the guards we had sent with them were bruised and bloodied.

But the guard captain, solid blade, was in the worst shape of them all. his left arm and lower jaw look like they have been blown off ,while also looking to have been cauterized to keep him from bleeding to death.

“What happened?” Celestia asked, I could tell She was shaking in rage and trying to keep her composure.

“When the guards attacked and began to round up the monsters, Sureiyā appeared out of nowhere. I didn’t since any magic being used but, I swear he moved so fast it was like he teleported. He managed to cut all the guards weapons to pieces with that sword of his, fight soon broke out, and he showed us exactly what he was capable of.”

“He used one of the guards like a mace and used him to beat the others around.”

“He then took out the unicorn guards by slamming there heads together, I did a medical scan and I’m afraid to say but, he managed to fracture there horns.”

“As for the pegasus guards, when they took flight, they tried to dive bomb him, but he managed to sting and paralyzed them.”

I raised an eyebrow at that, “what do you mean sting.”

“He’s somehow managed to grow a tail, from what I could observe, It works kind of like a manticores tail and he managed to sting them and paralyzed them with some kind of venom.”

“As for the gard Captain,” She paused as she begin to sweat and hyperventilate.

“He, he, we don’t know what he did. He just simply grabbed him by his jaw and his arm and they just exploded.”

We were shocked, what more power could he have?

“This will not stand,” celestia said. The anger was clearly visible on her face.

“Sister I know how you’re feeling, but think rationally,” I tried to reason.

“Luna, he attacked and even seriously maned some of our ponies, I will not be rational about this.”

“He is to be hunted down and brought in for his crimes, Mark my words,” celestia said as the medical staff begin to work on the guards as best they could.

I knew what this was, this was a warning from Sureiyā, and Celestia basically just ignored it. I just knew this wasn’t going to end well.

(Sureiyā 1st pov)

It’s now been an hour since we’ve been on the move with our new additions once again,,, we set off towards the badlands.

We’ve been walking in silence however, rumi once again decided to brake the silence.

“So your really part demon,” she asked.

“Yeah, although before i was what’s known as a human,” I explained.

“What’s a hooman” she asked.

“Human scientific name Homo sapien, are a race that some scientists believe are descended from apes, although some will tell you otherwise.”

“Where do you come from,”boo asked.

“Well, I actually come from a different world or technically universe.”

“Amazing,” BeniMaru said. “Tell us, what is your world like.”

“Well for one there is no magic, i said, instead we relied on technology and adaptation to survive. another thing is that humans are omnivores, so we eat vegetables fruits and meat.

“Wow so what about you,” miia asked. “well, I’m a special case,” I said. “How so,” rachnera asked.

“I died,” I said simply.

Every one stopped in their tracks, I could tell they were trying to rap their heads around what I was saying.

“But how, I mean you’re right here, rumi pointed out.

“Humans are not as sturdy as I am now.” i was in a accident, I was driving my car, which is like a carriage but it’s made of metal with a glass covering for you to see out of, it also moves on its own and is controlled from the inside.”

“I was driving and I swerved off the road to avoid hitting a deer, and ended up crashing into a tree, one of the low hanging branches pierced through the glass cover and right through my heart.”

The silence hung heavy in the air as I continued my story, “I ended up leaving my father, mother, and my pregnant girlfriend behind.” “I was then resurrected and given the power i hold now by the god of my world and this one.”

I felt a hand on my shoulder, looking back I saw it was ohiram, “im sorry my friend, i can only imagine the suffering you went through,” he said.

“its fine, the place i trained in was a separate plane of existence where time moved differently.”

“I spent 200 years in there so i managed to get over it somewhat.”

“Wait how old are you?” rumi asked.

“Well I was 21 when I died, add the 200 years I spent in the void and I would say 221 years old.

“You where just a child,” ohiram said in shock.

“No, no, you see humans age faster than any race here so by 18 humans are considered adults, we usually have a life expectancy of 70 to 100 years.”
I explained, to which he nodded his head in understanding. “But still so young,” he said.

“Yeah, the worst part is for them I’ve only been gone for 2 years.” “there probably still morning me not knowing that I’m still alive.”

For the first time in a while, I felt tears rolling down my face, the memory’s may be buried but they were still there. i soon felt a pair of arms around me, looking back saw miia hugging me from behind. soon boo joined in as well, along with rumi and surprisingly rachnera as well, i just aloud myself to melt into their arms.

“Ummmm maybe we should stop here for a moment,” I said. “I just need a minute.”

“Of course, we understand sir,” BeniMaru said sympathetically.

I walked away to be by myself for a moment.

(Boosett 1st pov)

I watched Sureiyā walk away, I couldn’t believe all he’s been through, our problems felt so little compared to his.

“So much pain and yet he still finds strength it’s just incredible,” I heard ohiram say.

“Indeed,” BeniMaru agreed.

As everyone began to chat with one another Miia approached me, “hey boosett I got a question.”

“What is it,” I asked.

“Where were you and Sureiyā this morning when we woke up,” she asked.

“Oh well we were,” I started, but soon went quiet as a blush over took my face.

“Ummm, well, we were at the stream,” i said a bit shyly.

“for what,” she pressed, I was trying not to look at her face.

“We were, bathing, I said, this caught the attention of some of the girls near by.

“Hold up, did you say bathing,” rumi asked, I just nodded my head shyly.

“Well you didn’t waste any time did you,” I heard rachnera comment.

“It wasn’t like that,” I said.

“You sure you’re doing a lot of blushing right now,” rumi teased.

“Well give us some details,” one of the female goblins asked.

“What do you mean,” I squeaked out.

“Well you need to be naked to bathe, so come on spill,” she pressed. “We already seen that nice body of his and not to mention he’s a bit of a looker too, but what was he packing.”

My face exploded in crimson, despite my best effort I had tried not to stare while we were bathing, but my eyes wouldn’t tear them selves away from him.

“I think I can tell you a bit better than she can,” we heard a voice say.

Looking over we saw a strange site. We saw a creature that look somewhat like one of the female ogres. She had long white hair with ash gray skin and red markings that match the ones on Sureiyā’s body, She had two small Horns protruding from her forehead with ruby red eyes, she was also completely naked, and had a very nice and modest figure.

Immediately everyone put up their guards in caution of this newcomer.

“Whoa, easy I come in peace, you can put those away.”

“And how can we trust you,” ohiram asked cautiously.

“Well, you trust my master so you can trust me,” she replied. “Allow me to introduce myself, my name is shion.”

“ If you recall what my master told you about his power, and how he was the host of something known as a chimera spirit.”

“Wait, so he was talking about you,” I asked

“Yes he was, I am the source of my masters power,” although I don’t have to be in his body for him to use my power.” “We’ve been bonded so long that even without my presence he would still have plenty of power however, they would just be slightly weaker,” She explained.

“I figured it would be a good time for me to introduce myself to everyone.”

Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their guard. “Now then,” she said walking towards me and the others. “I believe I can best fulfill your curiosities.”

“What do you mean,” miia question hesitantly, I too, was a bit hesitant about what she meant.

“Well, you see, i don’t need to necessarily eat or sleep like the rest of you, but to function properly I do need some things from my master.”

“And that is,” miia pressed.

“Oh, not much,” she chirped. “just love, affection, and, a bit of lust,” she said almost seductively.

“So another words, you and him have to,”rumi start it only for shion to nod her head.

“And in case you’re wondering about the juicy details, I guess the best way to put it is my master is deep in the trenches with 14 inches.”

Everyone, except for me, nearly drop their jaws to the floor.

“And that’s not even the best part,” she said.

“What more can there be,” rumi asked with a bit of drool dripping from her mouth. “he has an ability to grow and shrink his size as he sees fit.”

At that I felt my body grow hot, and a tingling sensation from down below .

“And as for you 2,” she said, while pointing to me and miia, “I suggest you be careful around him.”

“While my master may have a grip on himself, he’s still part demon, and the way most of you are basically walking around naked, it’s been taking a toll on him to keep his lustful instincts in check, Especially around you 4,” she said this time gesturing to rumi and rachnera as well.

“Wait, why us,” rachnera questioned.

“Really,” she asked while raising an eyebrow. “no offense, but out of all the females hear, you four are kind of the most revealing.

I could understand what she was saying, most of the females in the group, including miia rachnera and rumi basically had rags for clothes. miia only wore a wrap around her waist to cover her crotch, while rumi and rachneras Clothes barely did anything to conceal the important parts.

“Wait,” I said, “but I’m actually wearing a dress that fully covers me, so why me.”

“Well sweetie it’s simple, one that dress Hugs you enough to reveal those nice curves you have, and 2 don’t forget you bathed naked with him before. he was fighting every lustful instinct he had the whole time he was with you.”

“Same for you when you decided to hug him between those nice breasts of yours,” she said, while pointing at miia.

“When did that happen,” I asked, for some reason I was burning with jealousy.

“When they were asleep inside of her hut, she managed to pull his head into her tits while she was asleep.”

“Honestly though, I can’t blame him for feeling the way he does.”

“She suddenly disappeared, and reappeared behind miia and to everyone’s shock, begin groping her breast, “there so nice and squishy.”

She then appeared next to rumi and began groping her butt and left breast, “and you have such a generous rear. I could easily see him claiming this as his.”

She then appear next to rachnera and gave her the same treatment, “double D’s, she said, while giving both of her breast a squeeze. A personal preference of his.

And of course, soon it was my turn, “the odd coloration of your nipples and areola was definitely a slight turn on for him.”

I tried my best to hold back a moan as she practically felt me up.

“Shion!” We all turned to see sueriya looking at shion with the disapproving look.

“Knock it off,” he said. she just simply gave him a sweet smile before returning to his side.

“I was just acquainting myself with our new friends,” She said innocently.

“Molesting them is more like it,” he said, despite his darker skin tone, I could tell that he was somewhat blushing, more than likely overhearing her description of his preference.

I’m sorry everyone he said with a sigh. Let’s get a move on. He said as shion disappeared back into his body.

With that we started on our journey again, With the new knowledge we had on sueriya fresh in our minds.

However, as we begin to leave, we heard, and felt what we could only assume was something big coming our way.

Coming into view, and being taller than some of the surrounding trees was a Ursa Major.

As everyone begin to panic, sureiya stepped forward, seemingly sizing it up.

“What are you doing,” ohiram Asked in panic.

Sureiyā didn’t answer, Instead, he stood his ground as the giant bear charged towards us.

Suddenly a large pair of black draconic like wings, burst from his back taking us all by surprise, and with one flap, he rocketed himself into the air with such force, the ground beneath him shattered, and we were all pushed away by a gust of wind.

As he met the bear head on, he raised his fist back and slammed it into the Bears head and to everyone’s astonishment, the bear was sent into the ground, dazed.

He then landed back on the ground, before staring the bear in its eyes.

“Move along, you don’t have to die here,” he said.

The bear stood up, and begin to back away from us.

“Let’s continue Shall we,” he said, as he started walking.

“That was incredible,” rumi shouted, “just how strong are you.”

“I’m not really sure, but my training basically revolved around fighting 2 gods that gave me my powers in the first place.”

“Why did you spare it, We probably could’ve use the extra meat,”Ohiram mentioned.

“Because it wasn’t a predatory response,” he said, as he gestured to the bear, we all looked and to our surprise we saw what he meant.

Running to the Ursus side was a Ursa Minor.
“It was just protecting its young.”

“It’s not wrong to protect the one’s you love, you just have to go about it the right way,” he said. we continued our journey once again, while being reminded of just how powerful sueriya was.

WE FINALLY ARRIVED

(Sureyia 1st pov)

I swear by G’s true name, Yahweh, if I had a dollar for every time one of these kids asked, “Are we there yet?” I’d be a rich ass nigga.

It’s been well over a few hours since we’ve set out for the badlands. Thankfully, this time we haven’t had any more interruptions; the only thing is, kids will be kids.

I’ve had more than a few ask me about my powers, pull on and admire my cloak, ask to wear my mask, and even ask to ride on my shoulders.

And while I’ve had no problem with that, I still had a ton of them asking. Luckily, I’m used to this. After all, I had four kids that I basically helped raise, so I have a lot of patience.

So far, I have two little goblin boys on my shoulders, a little lamia girl coiled around my waist while clinging to my back, a specter girl floating near my head and constantly playing with my hair, and an ice wolf boy playing with and even gnawing on my tail.

Most of the adults in the group seem content with sitting back and watching my predicament with amused smiles on their faces.

Can’t blame them; I would probably do the same thing in their place, but still, I continued on my merry way.

However, there was one thing that I could not handle when it came to little kids, and that was the dreaded “Are we there yet?”

I was tempted to stab my ears out right now, but I suffered through it.

Eventually, we stopped for the time being and once again set up camp, which didn’t take long.

As soon as I had the huts set up, I began to pull out the leftovers and served up some dinner. After eating their fill, some of the group began to crawl into the huts to sleep, while some decided to pass the time with a little chitchat.

Meanwhile, I was sitting high on top of one of the tree branches. My eyes closed as I reflected on the past events so far.

“What are you doing up here?” I opened my eyes to see Arachne clinging to the side of the tree, staring at me quizzically.

“Just doing some thinking. I would’ve never thought anything like this would’ve ever happened to me. How are the folks back home going to believe it when I show them?”

“But never mind me, what are you doing here?” I asked.

“Well, I was just checking on you. I know talking about your past like that must’ve dug up some memories,” she said sympathetically.

“Yeah, it did hurt, but I’ve learned to move past it.”

We both went quiet until she did something rather unexpected. She moved alongside the tree until she climbed onto the branch I was laying on and decided to plop down right on my lap.

My eyes widened a bit as she leaned into my face with a seductive look.

“So, is it true?” she said with a smirk.

“Is what true?” I said, trying to keep myself in check.

“Don’t play coy with me,” she said with a grin, and she leaned even closer, pressing her breast against my chest.

“What your little friend said, do you like what you see?” She leaned back slightly, reached down, and pulled up her top, allowing her breast to slide out from under the fabric and bounce freely.

“I mean, I have to admit, you’ve got a nice body and you’re pretty handsome in the face,” she said as she leaned even closer and went as far as to lick the side of my cheek.

Before I knew it, my body reacted as my third leg began to wake up.

“Oh my,” she said, as she lightly grind against my crotch.

I was not going to take this. My hands shot up and grabbed her enormous breasts, making her gasp before I brought my head to her breast and gave one of her nipples a nice long lick. I even went as far as to pop it into my mouth before gently sucking and biting on it.

The reaction was immediate as her hands shot up to her mouth to keep her from moaning out loud.

After a few seconds, I pulled back before I leaned into her ear and gave it a gentle bite.

“Trust me, baby girl, you’re not ready for this yet. Don’t start something you can’t finish,” I accentuated my point by going below her abdomen to her butt, which was pretty nice and round, and giving it a light squeeze.

She nodded her head slowly before getting up and quickly scampering down the tree.

“Hehe, that was pretty smooth, Master,” I heard Shion say as she materialized on top of me in pretty much the same way.

“Yeah, but also dangerous. I could feel my demonic side telling me to take her right then and there.”

“Maybe you just need a little tension relief,” she said as she reached down and rubbed my still hard dick.

“As much as I would love to do this right now, we need to get everybody situated,” I said as I gently brushed her hand away, causing her to frown.

“Don’t worry, there will be plenty of time for that later,” I said as I lightly pinched her butt and turned in for the night.

(The next day )

I stood up and hopped down from my perch, stretching and receiving a few pops.

I looked and saw most of the camp was already awake, after a while I got there attention.

“Alright everyone, let’s move.”

And with that, we were off. We walked for about another hour before we reached a river. As we followed the stream, I began to think of plans and ideas.

I know for a fact that Celestia won’t be so reasonable about what happened with those guards.

So she will most likely try to come after me. Then there’s trying to rescue the other demimonsters from the slavers.

Fuck it, I’ll wing it as I go.

Suddenly, I realized that it felt warmer than before and I soon understood why. The grass plains were giving way to an almost deserted landscape.

I smiled as I soon realized we had reached our destination.

Now that we were here, I began planning on what our stronghold should have. I also decided that after we settled in, I would begin training the demimonsters.

They had tons of magical potential and they could definitely be a force to be reckoned with if given the proper time and guidance.

As we scanned the area, I noticed what looked like a small settlement in the distance. I decided that’s where we would head. As we got closer, I realized just how run-down the place was.

All of the stands and structures looked like they could fall apart at any moment. The people looked no better: starved, poor, and filthy.

“This place looks miserable as fuck,” I said.

My comment earned the attention of some of the residents who either didn’t care or didn’t appreciate what I said.

“Well, what do we have here?” Looking to the voice that spoke, I saw an anthropomorphic cat. He had orange fur, green eyes, and a tuft of blue hair on his head. He wore a red coat that seemed to be missing a few buttons. He also had what looked like purple bandages wrapping around his tail.

“How are you doing? The name’s Capper. Nice to meet ya.”

“Likewise, the name’s Sureiya.”

“Well, that’s a fancy name. So what brings you folks here to Klugetown?” he asked.

I decided to just let the cat out of the bag. No pun intended.

“Nothing much, just running away from the angry princess of Equestria.”

I swear the moment I spoke, it was like a pin dropped. Everything stopped, everyone stopped, and all eyes were on us.

“What do you mean?” he asked, obviously a bit nervously.

“Let’s just say I’m possibly on the princess’s shit list for brutally beating a couple of her guards who unfairly tried to arrest my friends,” I said, gesturing to the demimonsters behind me.

“And you came here of all places?” he asked, wide-eyed.

“Yup, figured it best to get somewhere out of their range for the time being.”

“Well, there’s no way you’re staying here,” an anthropomorphic turtle man said.

“Actually, we are. You don’t really have to worry about the princesses for the time being.”

“And what the hell do you think you’re gonna do when they show up? You’re not dragging us into this.”

“Easy now. Look, these folks here have had it hard and I promise them a better life. Now, we’re not saying that this is a permanent stay, but for now, until I can get some more things figured out, this is where we’re going to settle.”

“Like hell you are!” the grouchy turtle man screamed as more and more residents seemed to get riled up.

On instinct, and without missing a beat, I flooded the entire area with my bloodlust. The reaction was immediate as most of them backed down, dropped to their knees, and some outright passed out.

“Do you really think any of you can stop me?” I then turned my attention back to Capper. “Now look, I need you to answer a question. Is there anyone in charge here?”

“Well, not really. We all just kind of do our own thing.”

“Soka~ (I see). Well, as of today, that’s changing.”

“Now, wait a damn minute! You can’t just come here and start taking over! Who the hell do you think you are?” I looked and saw it was a Minotaur.

“I wouldn’t really call it taking over, more like putting my foot down on this place and shaping it up. If anything, it could most definitely improve your life.”

He then turned his attention to my group and got a sultry smile.

“Well, maybe if you were to share some of those beauties you’ve got with you, we’d be
more open to discuss.”

I didn’t need to look back to see how uncomfortable the women of my group were nor how hostile and defensive the men were becoming.

“Hmmm, here’s a counter offer,” I said as I wrapped my tail around his throat, spread my wings, and took off into the air. Once I was about 50 feet up, I let go and watched him begin to fall.

I simply stayed there, watching him plummet until he was nearly to the ground, at which point I quickly zipped down and caught him right by his ankle.

“How about you shut the fuck up and never make a comment like that again, got it?”

“Y-y-yes,” he said.

“Good boy,” I said, as I dropped him to the ground. “Now, anyone else?” They all seemed to either back away or shake their heads.

“Good. Now spread the word around this town and have everyone gather outside. I’m going to do a little remodeling.”

With that, they all walked off.

“Not you, you stay,” I said to Capper.

“Wait, why me?” he asked quizzically.

“Because I can tell you have a problem.”

“I don’t have a problem with you, honest,” he said in a panic.

“Calm down, that’s not what I mean. I mean I know you’ve been through some things and you’re still struggling. Just know I’m open to talk about it when you’re ready. You might have some greed in your heart, but it’s not out of malicious intent. You’ve lost a lot, and trust me when I say I can feel your pain.”

He looked at me, wide-eyed, as he looked down, his ears folded against his head.

“I think I will. Thanks.”

He then walked off to join the rest of the crowd.

The town or city was much bigger and more populated than I thought. It took around three hours for everyone to gather their stuff and be outside the city.

“All right, let’s do this.”

With that, I poured a good chunk of my neutral energy into my hands before slamming them to the ground. Using the alchemy technique and overhaul at the same time allowed me to, within a matter of minutes, tear the place down before rebuilding it higher and much better. The walls were stronger, the buildings much more solid, and I even raised a wall for added protection.

When I was done, I looked back and nearly laughed my ass off at the looks on their faces.

After regaining my breath, I clapped my hands loud enough for the entire crowd to hear me.

“All right, listen here. We’re gonna go in here, organize, and get things in much better condition than they were before. I will help you sort out your homes and all of your belongings personally. By the next day, everyone should be back in business.

“I know you weren’t expecting such a big and drastic change, but trust me when I say it’s better to roll with the punches. I promise you, though, just like I’ve promised the people I brought with me, I will make you the same promise: I will change your life for the better. Trust and believe in that.”

“Well, you definitely have my support,” Capper said as he walked up to me. A few of the other residents began to nod their approval as well.

And soon the entire crowd seemed to come to an agreement.

“Good, let’s get to work, people.”

After this, a few individuals were assigned to be part of the council I’m putting together.

“We have much to do to turn this place around.”

And with that, they went in and began to work.

Oi, oi, oi, what a pain, but hell, it is what it is.

Author's Note

Ik i took forever you may curse me out now

TRYING TO SETTLE

(Sureiyā 1st pov)

I was sitting at the head of the roundtable in the City Hall of KlugeTown. It has been 3 weeks since my arrival, and I have managed to transformed the city into what it is now. We managed to move everyone into their proper spaces and sort out the living conditions.

Most of the market stalls are up and running again. While many stall owners were willing to abandon their illegal businesses, some needed a bit of persuasion. After a few "unwelcome flying lessons," they fell in line and began behaving like everyone else.

Once everyone, including myself, was settled, I decided to establish a council to help run the city. Although I’m the leader, I prefer not to handle everything alone. So, I devised a plan to form a council, and so far, there are five of us.

First, there’s me as the head of the council. Next is Benimaru, who has changed drastically over the past week. Apparently, some demimonsters can evolve into something greater if their magic state is high enough. Benimaru evolved into what’s known as a Kijin. He now has Caucasian-colored skin and looks almost entirely human, except for the two horns protruding from his forehead and his fangs. His old armor was discarded in favor of something more suitable—simple yet sturdy chain mail. We also managed to equip him with a better weapon, a normal broadsword, but I plan to test my forging skills and create something even better for him.

Another council member is Capper, who has been in this town for a while. Initially, he was nervous about taking the position, but he eventually accepted it. Then there's Ohiram, the leader of the Arachne we brought with us. I thought it would be fitting to include him in the roundtable. Lastly, we have one of the goblin elders, Rigurd. When I first met him, he was old and frail-looking, but now he’s jacked and looks much younger, thanks to the magical evolution he underwent.

In fact, most of the goblins experienced a physical transformation during their magical evolution.

"Well, I must say things are running more smoothly than expected. Most have given up the illegal business, and now we are moving in a more positive direction," Capper said, with the others agreeing.

"Indeed, Lord Sureiyā has brought us into a better situation than before," Rigurd added.

"As I promised, your lives have improved, and I vowed to lead you into a better future.", I replied.

"Now, with that being said, I feel it's time to expand our goods. I'm sure you've noticed the gardens I've started, along with some new stalls and products," I said, receiving nods from those present.

"Well, I plan on making this a trade town. I've created some beneficial products for us to sell to those who pass by. Hopefully, with the new businesses and friendlier appearance of the place, people will take notice."

"Indeed, the new look will attract curious eyes, and we may be able to secure better business opportunities," Ohiram said.

"My thoughts exactly, brother. We've also opened inns for travelers, so we can gain business and profit that way as well," I added.

"Well, with nothing more to add, you may all return to your business," I said as I dismissed the meeting. As everyone stood to leave, Mia entered, carrying a covered tray. She was now wearing actual clothes—a tan skirt and shirt with brown fur trim made from one of the monsters I had killed. She had a smile on her face as she set the tray in front of me.

"Sureiyā-sama, I made you something," she said with a smile, using the term I had taught her since she insisted on addressing me in a formal manner.

I noticed the nervous looks on BeniMaru's and Rigurd's faces. "Umm, thanks," I replied, as she removed the lid. However, all of my hearts nearly stopped as I saw the monstrosity that was supposed to be food.

"GOD DAMN IT," I thought to myself. I then looked at BeniMaru and Rigurd, who were both avoiding eye contact with me.

"YOU BASTARDS KNEW SHE COULDN'T COOK," I screamed in my head. "Look at me, you cowards! Look me in the eyes before I die.

The others immediately left the room upon seeing the disaster of a meal Miia had presented. I looked at her face—I couldn’t tell her what I really thought of the food. Her expression was too sweet; it would have crushed her.

"Master, I don’t think even we could survive eating this," Shion screamed in my head.

**_FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, WHAT DO I DO?_** I thought as I picked up the spoon, scooped up some of the food, and… **_WHAT THE FUCK? DID IT JUST SMILE AT ME?_**

"Master, I have an idea. Just thrust the spoon to the left," Shion advised.

Willing to do anything to escape this situation, I followed Shion’s instructions.

As I did, I heard a gulping sound and looked to where I had thrust the spoon, only to find it in the mouth of one of the goblins I knew as Gobta. He was young—at least 4 years old—but considering how fast goblins age, he was like a teenager.

His eyes went wide before he jumped up, screaming at the top of his lungs, and then fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth while convulsing, before going limp.

As everyone stood there looking at the poor soul, I finally spoke. "Miia," I said, making her look at me with a nervous expression. "Umm, yes, Sureiyā-sama?" she replied.

"While I appreciate your efforts, the next time you cook something, make sure you get BeniMaru and Rigurds approval first," I instructed, making both of them look at me in shock and betrayal.

"Oh, okay," she said dejectedly as she slithered out of the room.

After she left, both BeniMaru and Riegert approached me in a panic.

"Lord Sureiyā, please don’t make us do this," Rigurd begged.

"Is this some sort of punishment?" BeniMaru asked.

I simply smiled before promptly flipping them off. "Have fun," I said, before saying a prayer for Gobta and leaving.

As I stepped inside the hall, my ears immediately picked up the sound of sniffling and crying.

I immediately turned the corner to see Miia crying, her hands covering her face. As I walked closer to her, I could hear what she was saying.

“Dammit, dammit, dammit! Why did I do that? I know I couldn’t cook. I just really wanted to try to impress him. Now he probably thinks I’m terrible.”

“That’s far from true,” I spoke out loud, catching her by surprise.

“Sureiya-sama! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there,” she said.

I walked closer to her, gently wiping her tears away with my fingers. "Miia, I know you were trying to do something special for me, and I truly appreciate it. Maybe you just need someone to help you learn. I’d be happy to teach you."

“Really?” she asked in surprise.

“Of course,” I replied, “and wipe those tears away. You’re too beautiful to cry like this.”

My comment made her blush, which, honestly, made her look even more beautiful and cute.

“Still, I feel so terrible,” she said, looking down, obviously still feeling dejected.

“Well, don’t. There’s a first time for everything, and I can tell that was your first attempt, wasn’t it?”

She nodded her head shyly.

“You know, I heard that they put a bathhouse in this place, a really large one. Would you care to join me?”

Her eyes widened as her blush deepened. “Wait, me?”

“Yes, you. Now come on.”

She began to stutter, but I simply picked her up and slung her over my shoulder before walking to the bath area.

Upon arriving at the bath area, I was genuinely surprised. It was definitely large and looked really nice.

I need to find the construction crew who made this and give them better pay when I get the chance. I may have provided the foundation, but all the renovations were done by the team of orcs who lived in KlugeTown.

Orcs are humanoid creatures with pig-like features, having noses, ears, and even tails like pigs. They were pretty physically fit and were really crafty when it came to building.

As we stepped inside, I sent Mia down and immediately stripped out of my clothes, stepping into the warm water. I let out a relaxed sigh as the water caressed my skin.

I looked back at Mia, whose face was nearly as red as her hair and scales.

"Well, come on," I said. She hesitated before slowly stripping, first removing her shirt, allowing her voluptuous breasts to bounce freely from the fabric, then finally her skirt.

I tried not to be a perv, but I really couldn’t help myself. Her body was gorgeous, and honestly, I didn’t mind the snake features; they turned out to be a strange turn-on for me.

As she slowly slithered into the water, she sank down before somewhat relaxing. However, I could tell she was still tense and nervous, so I decided to help her relax a little more.

I walked over to her and pulled her close to me, her back pressing against my chest.

"Sureiya-sama," she nervously muttered.

"Just relax," I said as I began to gently massage and wash her body.

I worked my fingers against her shoulders, causing her to let out a relaxed sigh.

As her body began to loosen up while I continued to work, I couldn’t help but admire her beauty — from her amber-colored eyes to her reddish-pink hair and scales, and, of course, her… umm… assets.

However, before I knew it, my mind was already going to the gutter. I could feel my demonic urges rising, but I decided to see how things would play out.

—————-slight lemon, warning—————

As my hands continued to work on her shoulders, I slowly began to trail them down her body. She didn’t necessarily notice until I brought my hands to the front of her stomach and pulled her even closer against me.

“Ummmm, Sureiya-sama,” she asked, looking at me a bit nervously.

I simply smiled as one of my hands began to trail downward. Her eyes widened as her blush threatened to overtake her entire face.

Eventually, my hand reached its destination. She gasped and bit her bottom lip as my fingers traced over her most sensitive areas, rubbing her lips while gently teasing her clit.

“S-s-Sureiya-sama,” she stuttered and moaned, with a few cute whimpers occasionally escaping her lips.

I continued to tease her as I felt her tail coil around my leg.

While my hand was busy, my other hand trailed up her body, cupping one of her breasts before gently massaging and squeezing it. Her moans increased as she began to pant.

Finally, I sunk my fingers inside her folds, making her gasp and tense up as her tail tightened around my leg. I worked my fingers back and forth, massaging her inner walls as she continued to whimper and squirm in pleasure.

I brought my mouth to her ear, gently nibbling on it, and began to kiss the side of her neck.

I continued this until I felt her body begin to shake, her breath becoming more and more ragged and labored.

Wow, this must be her first time experiencing something like this. She’s already about to reach her peak, I thought to myself.

I began to work my fingers even faster, plunging them as deep as I could. To my surprise, she turned her head and caught my lips in a kiss. Her walls clenched around my fingers as her body convulsed from her orgasm.

————Lemmon over y’all good now———

As she came down from her high, she finally broke the kiss, staring at me with glassy eyes, panting with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.

“Tell me, do you feel better now?” I asked, receiving a nod of confirmation from her.

“I’m glad,” I said as I released her from my hold. I turned and stepped out of the water, grabbing a nearby towel to dry myself off.

“Do you plan on hanging out here a little longer?” I asked while putting my clothes back on.

“Umm, yes,” she replied, her voice still a little shaky.

“Alright then, I’ll see you later,” I said, winking at her before taking my leave.

As I headed toward the exit, my mind drifted back to the bath session with Miia. Well, that was… something, I thought to myself.

“Indeed, Master. I figured something like this would eventually happen. After all, Miia is completely smitten with you, along with the other four. I can imagine they’re quite jealous right now,” Shion commented.

“Yeah, I bet,” I replied. During the bath, I could sense Boosett, Rachnera, Rumi, and Gobuko lingering on the other side of the door.

Gobuko was a female goblin, and a damn attractive one at that. I had grown quite close to her over the past few weeks, and we quickly became friends.

“Well, I guess I’ll just have to see what comes of this. I just hope it doesn’t come back to bite me later,” I said, continuing to walk.

Author's Note

Let’s go I’m back I finally got my grammar editing right lol should be much better now but until the next time Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

TRYING TO SETTLE PART 2

(Sureiyā 1st pov)

After leaving City Hall, I stopped by my house to change my clothes. I kept the black pants but switched to a black sleeveless vest. I added two armbands around my left arm and one around my right. This time, I decided to leave my mask behind. Overall, I was feeling pretty good at the moment.

As I walked down the road, I noticed the happy, smiling faces of the residents. “You’ve really managed to turn this place around Master,” Shion said with delight. She was right; this place was definitely doing a complete one-eighty from what it once was.

As I continued walking, I noticed a familiar green-skinned goblin approaching. “Hey, what’s up, Gobuko?” I greeted her. But the look on her face told me something was wrong—she seemed upset, maybe even a little down.

She kept her eyes on the ground, but the sadness was clear on her face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked, though she didn’t answer right away. Still, I had a pretty good idea why she might be upset.

Finally, she looked up at me and spoke. “Sureiya, can I ask you something in private?”

“Yeah, sure,” I replied as we made our way back to my house. It wasn’t anything fancy, just a simple stone-and-brick building with my chimera symbol carved into the door. Inside, it was well-furnished with the essentials—a bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom. I had even added a bookshelf to store some of the books I collected from the Castle of the Two Sisters. The living room had two couches and a coffee table, just enough for my needs.

As we entered the living room and sat down on the couch, I asked, “Would you like anything to drink?”

“No, thank you. I’m fine,” she replied.

“Well, you’re not acting like you’re fine, so spill it. What’s the problem?”

She looked down, hesitating before finally asking, “Umm, I was wondering… are you in a relationship?”

There it is, I thought to myself. I should’ve seen this coming. Maybe letting my demonic, lustful urges take control wasn’t the best idea.

“No, I’m not,” I said. “Although, there are a few beautiful girls who’ve caught my eye.”

Hearing this, her head shot up, and she looked at me. “Wait, really?” she asked.

“Well, yeah,” I replied, smirking as I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close. “One of them’s sitting right next to me.”

I swear it was like watching a tomato turn from green to red—Gobuko blushed so hard. She started stuttering, struggling to form a coherent sentence.

“Yo, chill, Shawty. Breathe,” I said, trying to calm her down. She finally managed to compose herself, though she still wore that adorable blush.

“Me?” she asked shyly.

“Yeah, you,” I said, winking at her.

“Gobuko, you might be a goblin, but you’re still a beautiful girl. You’re kind, sweet, and very caring. Not to mention, straight-up adorable when you do your little quirky things,” I teased, watching her blush even harder.

“It’s not funny,” she protested.

“Oh, but it definitely is,” I grinned, wiggling my fingers in front of her with a devilish smirk.

“No!” she said, wide-eyed, trying to back away.

“Yes,” I said, getting closer.

“Don’t you dare,” she warned, getting up to run. But I simply formed my tail from my back and wrapped it around her waist, pulling her back to me.

“Sureiya, you better not,” she said.

I smiled as I brought my fingers to her chin, gently scratching. She tried to resist, but eventually, she gave me the reaction I was looking for.

Purrr,,,,purrr,,,, purrr

I discovered this little quirk of hers and have been taking full advantage of it ever since. It’s beyond adorable, and she’s usually weak against it.

When I finally stopped, she swatted me with a pouty look. “What? Don’t look at me like that—it’s not my fault you go into a purring fit every time I scratch your chin.”

“Still, it’s embarrassing,” she muttered.

“Too bad, I like it anyway,” I replied. “And I think I know why you asked if I was dating anyone earlier. Just so you know, it was Miia who was in the bath with me. I could sense you and the others outside the door the whole time.”

“Oh, I see. How did you even end up in that situation?” she asked, genuinely curious.

“She tried to cook.” Upon hearing that, she grimaced. “If she’s anything like her mother, I can assume it didn’t go well.”

“Very much so. I swear, it was somehow both raw and burnt at the same time, and I swear to the gods above, it was alive somehow.”

“Oof,” she winced at the thought.

“Yeah, but I’ve decided I’ll teach her how to actually cook.”

“Anyway, I guess she realized it wasn’t a great attempt, and it hurt her feelings, so I was trying to cheer her up. I took her to the bathhouse to help her relax and forget about it, but my demon side got the best of me, and I got a little too hands-on.”

“Did you go all the way?” she asked, blushing at the thought.

“No, I pulled back before it could go that far.”

My answer seemed to bring her some relief, so I decided to tease her a bit. “Tell me, were you hoping to get some hands-on experience?” I said, walking up to her and wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her close. “I mean, I definitely wouldn’t mind.”

And just like that, she was back to blushing like a ripe tomato. “Honestly, with you being this close and looking as beautiful as you are, it’s really taking a lot for me not to take you to my bedroom,” I said, leaning in to kiss the side of her neck.

“Sureiya…” she stuttered, whimpering a bit at the sensation of my lips on her neck. “Tell me, Gobuko, do you think you could handle someone like me? I might be too rough on you.”

“But I guess that can’t be helped. Being this close to you has me all excited,” I added, reaching down to give her ass a squeeze. Her ass , much like Rumi’s, was just as plump and luscious, seeming to melt around my hand.

Honestly, her figure is the kind Cardi B wishes she had naturally. Most of the girls are like that.

Before anything else could happen, a knock echoed from the door. I instantly recognized who was behind it, so I called out, “Doors open.”

As the door creaked open, Miia, Rumi, Boosette, and Rachnera entered the room. Their eyes immediately fell on me, holding Gobuko in my arms. The air in the room thickened as their expressions shifted—anger and envy clearly visible.

“Well, looks like you two are having a good time,” Rachnera said, her voice dripping with irritation.

“Yeah, real cozy,” Rumi added, equally annoyed.

Boosette stayed silent, but the envious blush on her face said more than words could. Miia, however, stepped or rather, slithered forward with a sharp edge to her tone. “You know, you really shouldn’t be hugging up like that in front of everyone,” she muttered, eyes narrowing. “You’re going to make people jealous… or at least some people.”

Gobuko, said nothing but shot Miia a knowing glance, her eyes practically saying, You’re one to talk.

I knew I had to stop this before it escalated, so I calmly walked to the door, shut it, and locked it behind me. “Alright, girls,” I said, turning to face them. “Let’s sit down and discuss this like civilized adults.”

We all settled into the living room, tension still hanging in the air. I took a moment, gathering my thoughts before finally speaking. “You know,” I began with a wry smile, “I’m honestly flattered. It’s not every day a guy finds himself surrounded by so many beautiful women, all showing interest in him.”

My words had the desired effect—they all blushed deeply, clearly embarrassed that I had so easily called out their feelings.

“If I’m being completely honest,” I continued, “each of you is incredible in your own way. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel the same toward all of you.”

Their faces softened, but before they could get too comfortable, I added, “However, where I’m from, relationships are strictly monogamous. The idea of being with more than one person is… well, it’s considered taboo.”

The mood shifted as their expressions fell. The disappointment was evident, but I wasn’t done yet. “But,” I said, catching their attention once more, “this isn’t my old world. I’m well aware of the gender imbalance here, and I know that polygamous relationships are more common.”

I paused, looking each of them in the eye. “So, if your feelings are genuine… I’d be more than happy to give it a shot.”

My response made their eyes light up, and before I could even react, they all rushed me, engulfing me in a flurry of warm embraces. If it weren’t for my supernatural strength, I’m pretty sure they would’ve tipped me and the couch over. But instead, I smiled, unfurling my wings and wrapping them gently around the girls, pulling them closer into a cocoon of comfort and warmth.

Shion soon emerged from my body, grinning mischievously as she joined the hug. Thankfully, this time she was wearing something—though just a sweater that barely reached her knees. “Oh my, I can’t wait. This is going to be so much fun,” she purred, her voice dripping with lust and mischief.

“Shion, behave,” I warned, already knowing how playful she could get.

“I’m just saying, Master,” she teased in a low, sultry tone, “I can only imagine the fun that’s ahead.” Her husky voice sent shivers down my spine, making me groan in exasperation while the other girls blushed.

I sighed inwardly, Well, I brought this on myself. Still, part of me couldn’t help but think that maybe everything would turn out just fine.

After we finally disentangled from the hug, I glanced outside and noticed it was getting dark, the sun and moon trading places in the sky. “Hey girls, what do you say tomorrow we go out and try some of the new food places they’re opening nearby?”

Their eyes sparkled with excitement, and Mia was the first to speak up. “Are you… asking us on a date?” she stammered, blushing deeply.

I chuckled softly. “Well, yeah, I guess I am. So, what do you say? Are you up for it?”

They all nodded eagerly, their enthusiasm lighting up the room. “Perfect,” I said. “Tomorrow at noon, then. Sound good?”

With another round of enthusiastic nods, our plans were set. As they started to head out, I found myself sinking into the couch with a deep breath.

“You’ve got this, Master,” Shion reassured me, her voice soft for once.

“Yeah, thanks.” I sat there, lost in thought, reflecting on everything that had led me here. “I died, got reincarnated as a supernatural chimera of sorts, and now, I’m about to go on a date with six beautiful girls.”

“Six?” Shion raised an eyebrow, amused by my words. Before she could say anything more, I pulled her into a sudden kiss. Her lips were warm, soft, and when I broke away, I stared into her glowing red eyes.

“You didn’t think I’d leave you out, did you? You may be a part of me, Shion, but as far as I’m concerned, this extends to you too. I care deeply for you—more than I can express with words.”

Her expression softened, and she cupped my cheek with both hands. “I’m truly glad I chose you as my Master,” she whispered, tears of happiness welling up in her eyes.

“Yeah… I am too,” I replied, my heart swelling with emotion. For once, my strange luck is actually paying off in a way that makes me truly happy, and I just know more strange things are bound to happen to my black ass, but hey, it is what it is.

Author's Note

YOOOOO MF WE ROLLEN I HAVE CHARACTER ART BUT IT WONT UP LOAD HELP YA BOY IF YOU CAN BUT WE FINNA GET SOME VIOLENCE REALLY SOON UNTIL THEN YOU BEAUTIFUL MF’S

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

TRYING TO SETTLE PART 3

Author's Note

Yeah we back again I’m getting better with this AnyWho I want to give a huge shout out to the goat WurkyWilk358 who was able to help me learn how to post my images. Now I’m not gonna lie these things are AI generated so if some details seem weird or off, that’s why if you could recommend a better way for me to draw these images let me know also this chapter may have some unsettling topics for some of you so just be advised . Until then.

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

TRYING TO SETTLE PART 3

(Sureiya 1st pov)

I woke up the next morning, the light just beginning to break through the windows. It felt early, too early for most, but the town was already stirring. Throwing on my clothes, I stepped outside, feeling the cool morning air. Around me, people were bustling about, preparing for whatever the day might bring.

My thoughts wandered back to yesterday’s conversation with the girls. It was still hard to believe – I’d somehow found myself in the middle of a harem, or as they called it here, a herd. Despite the time that had passed, my mind flickered back to Gabriella, my girlfriend from my previous life. We used to joke about what it would be like to invite a third person into our relationship, just for fun. It was a strange thought back then, but now? I couldn’t help but wonder what she’d think of all this.

As I walked through the town, lost in thought, I spotted BeniMaru approaching. His pace was quick, a little too quick for comfort. Something was wrong.

“My Lord,” he greeted with a hurried bow.

“Yo, you good, man?” I asked, noticing his urgency.

“There’s some trouble at the front gate. Ponies are there, begging for entry.”

I stopped in my tracks, a knot forming in my gut. My last encounter with ponies hadn’t exactly been… pleasant.

“Any reason why they’re here?” I asked, my voice laced with caution.

“No, sir. But… they’ve got wounded. And it looks bad. Real bad.”

A surge of unease swept over me. “Let’s go.”

We made our way quickly to the gate, the tension rising with each step. It took about five minutes, but it felt like an eternity. As we approached, the guards I had stationed there came into view—four hobgoblins, an ice wolf, and two orcs—all standing firm, blocking the entrance. Beyond them, I could see a group of ponies, about fifteen in total. Nine mares, six stallions.

But it was the sight of the wounded that stole my breath. Three of the mares and two of the stallions were in bad shape—deep, ragged gashes covered their bodies, bleeding profusely. One of the stallions was missing a leg entirely, the blood-soaked ground beneath him telling the story of his suffering. And then my eyes fell on a Pegasus mare. She lay on her stomach, her left wing twisted, bent at an impossible angle. Broken.

While the rest of the group wasn’t in nearly as bad shape as the others, they still weren’t in great condition. Bruised, beaten, and starved, their clothes were nothing more than rags, with some having no clothes at all. Scars littered their bodies, and to my dismay, I noticed a few of the mares had swollen bellies.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out what they’d been through. With the memories I’d received from that guard a while back, there was no doubt about it—these poor souls were escaped slaves.

“Bring them in and get the wounded to the medical house, now,” I ordered, my tone leaving no room for argument. We quickly gathered up the injured and rushed them to the medical house, along with the others to get them checked out.

One of the stallions caught my eye—he was limping as he walked. I stopped him for a closer look. His fur was a deep charcoal black, his mane and tail a striking bright green, and his pale yellow eyes glowed faintly in the light. What really stood out, though, were the bat-like wings on his back, marking him as a Thestral—a subspecies of Pegasus, omnivorous and winged with leathery appendages instead of feathers.

“What’s your name?” I asked. He hesitated at first, his eyes wary, before finally responding.

“My name is Swift Strike,” he said quietly.

I glanced down at his injured leg. Placing my hand gently against it, I applied a bit of pressure. He winced. Channeling my magic, a soft white glow began to form around my hand. “Heal,” I whispered.

The magic flowed into his leg, the white light briefly surrounding it before fading away. I pressed again, this time without causing him any pain.

Swift Strike stared at me in astonishment, then quickly bowed his head. “Thank you,” he said, his voice filled with gratitude.

“No problem. We’ll get you and the others properly checked out. After that, I’d like to speak with you, so you can tell me exactly what happened.”

We got all the ponies to the medical house. Once there, I, along with a handful of medical staff, immediately gave attention to the bleeding and heavily wounded ponies. As I looked at the injuries on their bodies, it became clear—these were claw marks. The stallion who had lost his leg seemed to have had it bitten off; the teeth marks surrounding the wound were unmistakable.

As for the mare, it wasn’t clear what had broken her wing, but from the bruising around the base, I could tell someone—or something—had twisted it out of place, snapping the bone.

Wasting no time, I channeled my magic, covering them in a soft glow before using a healing spell to close their wounds. The spell even managed to snap the mare’s wing back into place. I had to focus a larger portion of my magic on the stallion’s stump, and as the glow intensified, a new leg began to materialize from where the old one had been severed.

Everyone watched in stunned silence, astonished by the miracle that had just unfolded. I did a quick check of the others, and after ensuring no one else was seriously injured, I ordered food, water, and proper clothes to be brought to them.

The staff and guards rushed off to carry out my orders. I decided to sit with the ponies, keeping an eye on them. The looks on their faces were nothing short of miserable, haunted by what they had been through.

Soon, one of the pregnant mares began to sob, clutching her swollen belly. Her quiet weeping soon spread through the room, and before long, others joined in, their tears a bitter reminder of the suffering they’d endured.

The only one not crying was Swift Strike. I turned to him, my voice low but gentle. “You’re all escaped slaves, aren’t you?”

His eyes widened slightly, surprised that I’d figured it out, but he nodded glumly.

I glanced at the pregnant mares, a sinking feeling in my chest. “I’m right to assume that most of these pregnancies weren’t consensual, am I?”

He nodded again, slower this time, his expression pained. I clasped my hands together, the weight of it all settling over me like a shroud.

“How did you all escape?” I asked quietly.

Swift Strike was silent for a moment, then finally spoke, his voice laced with bitterness. “We were all being loaded up to be taken to another location. They have underground travel routes that let them sneak around without being noticed by the public. One of the guards, though… he got bored. They stopped to… to ‘use’ some of their merchandise, as they put it.” His jaw clenched, the anger and disgust clear in his words. “They wanted to have their way with the females.”

He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. “When they opened the cage, I took my chance. I rushed the guard, and the others followed. We didn’t know the tunnel routes, so we just ran. One of the exits led out to the borders of the city, into the Everfree Forest.”

His voice cracked slightly, and he shook his head. “I know it was stupid. We could’ve turned back and gone to the princesses, but we were too scared. So we kept running. Eventually, we ran into the Everfree, and that’s when the Timberwolves attacked. We managed to fight them off, but… not all of us got away unscathed.”

I nodded, letting the weight of his words sink in. After a few moments of thought, I stood up and addressed the group.

“Look, I’m not going to lie to you. Some of the people here haven’t had the best experiences with ponies—myself included. However…” I paused, softening my tone, “I can see that you’ve all been victimized, just like many others here. So I’ll make you a deal. Once you’re rested and recovered, I’ll allow you to stay. But you must promise to cause no trouble, and you must contribute to the community.”

The room fell silent as they took in my words. “Everyone here contributes in some way, shape, or form. If you can promise to do the same, you’re welcome to stay.”

Their eyes widened in disbelief. Swift Strike was the first to speak. “Just like that? You’ll let us stay, and all we have to do is work?”

I smiled warmly. “Of course. It’s what I do. I help those who are truly in need. It’s the reason I’m here.”

Tears began to fall, but this time, they were not from pain—these were tears of happiness. Even Swift Strike, usually so strong and composed, was crying.

They dropped to their knees and bowed deeply. “Thank you. We promise to work hard,” they said in unison, voices filled with gratitude.

At that moment, the rest of the guards and medical staff returned, carrying food, water, and clothing, distributing it among the ponies. As everything started to settle, I quietly took my leave.

As I strolled around the town, I paused and smiled. “No matter how quietly you try to move, Rumi, I can always sense or smell you,” I teased.

A dramatic, exasperated groan came from behind me. When I turned around, I saw the ice wolf girl, Rumi, standing there with a pouty look on her face. “No fair!” she whined adorably.

I chuckled and walked over to her, gently scratching behind one of her ears. She instinctively leaned into my touch, her tail swaying happily from side to side. “So, are you excited for later?” I asked.

“Most definitely,” she said, her face lighting up with a smile. That’s when I noticed she was wearing a cozy sweater.

“What’s with the sweater?” I asked curiously.

She blushed and shyly looked away. “Well… I thought it would be something nice to wear on a date. But now that I think about it, I probably should’ve waited for you to see me in it…” she trailed off, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink.

I smiled warmly and pulled her closer, wrapping my arm around her waist. “It’s perfect,” I reassured her. With her snuggled beside me, we continued walking around the town together.

After walking and chatting for a while, we eventually went our separate ways. I took some time to browse around, picking up a few things here and there, my mind already wandering to the evening ahead. As I finally headed back home, my heart was filled with anticipation, hoping everything would go perfectly for my date with the girls. I couldn’t help but smile, silently praying that it all went as well as I imagined.

THE DATE AND RESCUE PLANS

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RESCUE AND THE ONE WHO KNOCKS

Author's Note

Yo, finally got this done son I’m sorry it took so long hurricane Helen did not spare my town. I’m using my data to post this off my phone because I still have no Wi-Fi when I can. I’ll make sure to get some pictures up but until then keep your heads up, and I hope everyone else is safe.

RESCUE AND THE ONE WHO KNOCKS

(Sureiya 1st pov)

It was the day after my date with the girls. And pretty late into the night, the day had passed mostly without incident—until now. Some of the pregnant mares that arrived with the escaped slaves went into labor, much earlier than expected. Given the disturbing circumstances of their conception, I placed them under close watch, fearing they might harm the newborns. After all, the babies were innocent, undeserving of the darkness that brought them into this world.

“Fortunately, it appeared that the mothers were conscious of the circumstances surrounding the conception of their children. Despite these challenging realities, they did not attempt to harm them. Instead, they approached their care with tenderness and responsibility.

I made it a point to visit each mother individually, with the intention of establishing a comprehensive counseling program. Their mental health was of paramount importance, and I recognized the necessity of providing them with the support they would need to navigate and cope with the complexities of their situation.”

Miia had decided to check on the mothers—her gentle, kind-hearted nature always compelled her to care for others. She followed me back to my home, where we spent some time together, sharing quiet conversations and occasional kisses. The calm was shattered after about an hour when a sharp tap echoed from the window. I opened it to find Kanzaburo perched outside. He flew in and landed on my shoulder, his presence carrying an air of urgency.

“What have you found?” I asked, my tone shifting to a serious edge as I felt the weight of his news.

He cawed in a low, unsettling tone. “It’s bad. I’ve managed to infiltrate and uncover six slaver hideouts. They’re filled with prisoners—ponies, some griffins, and other demimonsters.”

His hesitation was palpable. “What else, Kanzaburo? What aren’t you telling me?” I pressed, sensing there was more.

He took a deep breath, his voice almost breaking. “It’s not just adults in those cages. There are children too. Some of them… showing signs of horrific sexual abuse.”

For a moment, everything went blank. Then rage erupted within me. My eyes snapped open, glowing a menacing red as claws erupted from my hands. My teeth sharpened into fangs, and a guttural growl tore from my throat. The very walls, the floorboards, the windows—they all trembled under the pressure of my unleashed bloodlust. There was no time to think, no time to waste. I had to act now. Those monsters would pay with their lives

“Miia was horrified at the news. ‘Miia, summon Benimaru and Souei! They’ll accompany me on this mission,’ I commanded, my voice sharp and urgent.

Without hesitation, she rushed out the door. I summoned my gear, my attire transforming into sleek, black Assassin’s Creed armor and robes. A black mask, adorned with white markings, concealed my face as I strapped two katanas to my back, ready to move out.”

Within ten minutes, Benimaru and Souei arrived at my home, their presence a testament to their loyalty and power. Souei, like Benimaru, had once been an ogre, now transformed into a mighty kijin. Where his skin had once been a dull gray, it was now a a fair brown tan . His blue hair fell in neat strands across his face, barely concealing the single horn protruding from his forehead. Blue eyeshadow framed his sharp eyes, adding an intensity that matched his demeanor.

I wasted no time in briefing them on the dire situation. As I spoke, their expressions shifted from shock to a simmering rage, their eyes reflecting the same fury burning within me.

“We’re ready to move out, my Lord,” they declared in unison, their voices filled with a resolve that resonated in the tense air.

“Good. Before we do, I have something for you,” I said, summoning two large chests before them. “I’ll be outside waiting,” I added, turning and striding out the door. The cool air did little to quell the storm of emotions roiling inside me. The news I had received had ignited a fury within me, a bloodlust that was impossible to shake.

As I stood there, struggling to maintain my composure, I heard the door click open behind me. I turned, a grim smile spreading across my face as Benimaru and Souei stepped forward, now clad in the new gear and weapons I had bestowed upon them.

Benimaru was the first to catch my eye. He stood tall, his presence commanding in the long, crimson robe that flowed with his every movement. The wide sleeves and high collar gave him an air of nobility, while the golden trim along the edges glinted in the rays of moonlight . Beneath the robe, a deep maroon kimono hugged his form, contrasting brilliantly against the vibrant red.

Golden shoulder guards gleamed under the moon light , adding a warrior’s edge to his regal appearance. A wide, golden sash secured his robes, accentuating his powerful stance. At his side, a katana rested, its black and gold hilt promising swift retribution. A white rope draped over his shoulders like a ceremonial mantle, completing the image of a warrior who was as wise as he was deadly. He looked like a leader ready to strike fear into the hearts of his enemies and inspire unwavering loyalty in his allies.

Then my gaze shifted to Souei. He stood poised, his blue cloak billowing gently in the wind, embodying the calm before the storm. He wore a dark blue tunic, the fabric clinging to his frame, allowing for the swift, lethal movements of a shadow warrior. A high collar shielded his neck, while a white scarf was draped loosely over his shoulders, its soft folds adding a touch of elegance to his deadly guise.

On the chest of his tunic, a white circle stood out, His waist was wrapped in a broad, light gray sash, the knot tight and secure, grounding the flowing fabric of his attire. The tunic split at the sides, allowing him the freedom to move with the precision and grace of a striking cobra.

A katana rested on his back, the hilt wrapped in black and white, ready to be drawn in an instant. The simple yet striking combination of colors—dark blue, gray, and white—reflected the calm intensity of a warrior who could move like the wind and strike like a storm. Beneath the serene exterior lay a force of nature, a silent guardian with the power to turn the tide of any battle.

I nodded to them both, my heart pounding with the anticipation of what was to come. The time for action had arrived.

With a silent nod, I gathered my energy and teleported us to the Everfree Forest. The night was quiet, the moonlight barely piercing through the thick canopy above. Shadows loomed around us, but we moved with purpose, navigating through the dense trees until we found what we were looking for—a hidden latch, cleverly disguised as a stone.

I glanced at the small town in the distance, but our attention remained on the latch. Without hesitation, I grabbed the stone and lifted it, revealing a dark entrance below. It was a concealed passageway, likely used by the slavers to move unnoticed, and the same route the escaped slaves had taken to flee.

We descended into the darkness, the cold air wrapping around us as we moved deeper into the underground tunnels. I replaced the stone above, sealing us in. The only sound was the soft crunch of gravel underfoot as we made our way forward. Trying to keep my emotions in check, I glanced at Benimaru and Souei.

“How’s the training been going?” I asked quietly, my voice breaking the silence.

“It’s going well,” Benimaru replied. “We’ve trained everyone in Kludgetown who can fight. The guards are well-prepared, and even the civilians know how to defend themselves.”

“Some are even learning advanced magic,” Souei added. “They’re adapting quickly.”

“Good,” I said, feeling a sense of pride. “They’ll need it.”

We continued through the winding tunnels, the darkness stretching on endlessly. After more than a few hours , we came to a split in the tunnel. Five different paths lay before us, and above, a hidden latch. We had found the slavers’ hideout.

“Alright, here’s the plan,” I said quietly. “Move in as quietly as possible. Avoid unnecessary casualties. Once you’ve secured the captives, bring them down here.”

With a nod, we prepared ourselves. I chose the path above us, listening for any sign of movement. When I was sure it was clear, I pushed open the latch and climbed inside, ready for whatever awaited us. It was time to put an end to this.

Stepping into the dimly lit room, I scanned my surroundings quickly. It was empty and quiet, the only light coming from a single torch flickering on the wall. I kept my senses sharp, listening for any signs of life. Hearing nothing, I made my way to the door. With one last check, I opened it and found myself in a long corridor. Torches lined the walls, casting a soft, wavering light that guided me as I moved silently down the hall.

It was then that a faint scent reached my nose. Following the trail, I stopped in front of a locked door. Drawing one of my blades, I slid it into the crevice, working it carefully until I heard the latch click. As I pushed the door open, the sight that greeted me made my heart ache.

Inside the room, various beings lay asleep, chained to the walls and floor. There were males and females of different species—ponies, griffins, even a few ice wolves—all bound and trapped in this hellish place. Their bodies were thin, their fur matted with dirt and neglect. As I moved further into the room, my eyes fell on two mares, their bellies swollen, revealing the cruel fate they had endured even in their sleep.

I took a deep breath, pushing down the anger that threatened to boil over. Walking over to one of the mares, I gently shook her shoulder. Her eyes fluttered open, clouded with fear and confusion. Before she could make a sound, I quickly placed a hand over her mouth.

“Shh, I’m not here to hurt you,” I whispered softly. “I’m here to get you all out of here.”

She blinked at me, her eyes wide and uncertain. Slowly, I removed my hand from her mouth, and she took a shaky breath.

“Who are you?” she asked, her voice trembling with a mixture of fear and hope.

“Who I am doesn’t matter right now,” I said quietly. “What matters is getting you and the others out of here and putting an end to this.”

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, she just stared at me, as if afraid to believe what she was hearing. “Do you really mean it?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

“Cross my heart,” I said softly, taking off my mask and giving her a gentle smile. Tears welled up in her eyes as she reached out and hugged me tightly. I held her for a moment, letting her release the emotions she had been forced to suppress for so long.

When she finally let go, I noticed the collar around her neck that chained her to the wall. With a swift motion, I broke it off and helped her to her feet. “Wake the others quietly,” I instructed. “Tell them to stay calm and silent. I have two friends clearing out the other hideouts. We’re going to take you all somewhere safe.”

She nodded, wiping her eyes as she moved to wake the others. One by one, the captives stirred, confusion and hope flickering across their faces as they realized what was happening. As they woke, I freed them from their chains, helping them to their feet and guiding them to the door.

We made our way back down the corridor, everyone moving as quietly as possible. As we reached the latch I had entered through, I opened it and helped them drop down into the tunnel below, one at a time. Benimaru and Souei were waiting, each with their own group of freed captives.

“Three more,” I said softly. “Benimaru, stay here and guard them. Keep them safe. Souei and I will take the others and clear out the rest of the hideouts.”

Benimaru nodded, his expression serious. As I prepared to move on, I looked back at the captives huddled together, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and tentative hope. They had been through so much, but now they had a chance at freedom.

Moving deeper into the tunnel, I came across yet another latch. Focusing my senses, I scanned the area but detected no presence. With cautious confidence, I opened the latch and climbed up, finding myself in another hidden room, much like the ones before.

After locating the door, I checked for any signs of danger before slipping out into a dimly lit corridor. This time, I noticed guards patrolling the area. But the shadows were my allies. Using my shadow abilities, I melted into the darkness cast by the torches on the walls. Every guard that passed by met a swift and silent fate, pulled into the shadows where I dealt with them efficiently. My darkness swallowed them whole, hiding their bodies from view. As much as I craved to tear them apart with my claws and teeth, every takedown remained non-lethal—for now.

Once the guards were subdued, I encountered another door. Pushing it open, my heart sank as I was greeted by the same gut-wrenching sight: more slaves and prisoners. Ponies, griffins, and this time, a few minotaurs—most of them female. Among them were also demimonsters—specters, ice wolves, ogres, and lamias.

One lamia, in particular, caught my attention. She had dark red scales covering the snake-like half of her body, peach-colored skin, and pink hair. There was no mistaking it—this was Miia’s mother.

I approached her and gently shook her awake, frowning as I took in the bruises and scars marring her body, along with her malnourished state. Sadly, it was the same story for everyone else in the room.

When she opened her amber colored eyes and saw me, her gaze widened in panic. I quickly covered her mouth with my hand and made a calming gesture. “Take it easy,” I whispered. “I’m not here to hurt you. I’ve come with friends to help you all escape. We’ve already cleared out three of the hideouts.”

My words seemed to reach her, and she stopped struggling. “What’s your name?” I asked gently. At first, she hesitated, but eventually, she spoke.

“Miika. My name is Miika.”

“Nice to meet you, Miika. You can call me Sureiya.” She blinked in surprise. “I’ve heard of you,” she said. “Some of the guards spoke about one of their top lieutenants being brutalized by a creature of unknown origin and power.”

I smirked. “I guess my reputation spreads fast. Let’s get out of here.” I added, “Miia will be so happy to see you.”

Upon hearing her daughter’s name, Miika’s eyes widened in shock. She grabbed my shoulders, her voice trembling with hope and fear. “Miia? Is she… is she okay?”

“Yes, she’s safe,” I reassured her. “I met her and her group a few weeks ago. I’ve relocated them to a town in the Badlands called Klugetown. I’ve pretty much taken over the place and turned it into something a bit more… dignified.”

Miika’s shoulders relaxed as relief washed over her. “Now, let’s break these chains,” I said, snapping the restraints that held her. “Wake the others and tell them to stay quiet. Once everyone’s ready, we’ll regroup with my team.”

She nodded and roused the other prisoners, who were overjoyed to realize they were being rescued. Once the group was ready, we made our way back to the exit. Before leaving, I ensured that the unconscious guards were locked in the same filthy room that once held their prisoners.

As we regrouped with my team, I saw Souei approaching with his own group of rescued slaves. When my group arrived, both he and Benimaru stopped in their tracks, their eyes widening as they saw Miika.

“Miika? Is that really you?” Benimaru asked in disbelief.

Miika, confused, frowned. “Who are you?” she asked.

“It’s me, Benimaru,” he said, stepping forward and wrapping Miika in a warm but firm embrace.

“Wait, really? How do you look so different?” she asked, her voice laced with confusion as she took in his dramatically changed appearance.

“Yes, it’s really me,” he replied. “Thanks to Lord Sureiya, I’ve evolved from an ogre to a Kijin. Souei has too,” he added, gesturing toward his comrade.

“Lord Sureiya has done so much for us,” Souei chimed in, his tone filled with respect. “Since we met him, everything has changed for the better.”

I gave a brief nod, cutting the moment short. “Good. Now that this is settled, there’s one more left.” I turned my gaze down the final tunnel, my voice sharp with purpose. “Benimaru, Souei—watch over everyone. Once I return, we’re getting out of this place.” They nodded in unison, understanding the gravity of the situation.

I slipped into the last corridor, the weight of the mission heavy on my shoulders. Reaching yet another latch, I repeated my process—sensing for danger, ensuring the coast was clear before climbing up. The room was empty, but I knew it wouldn’t stay that way. Moving silently through the darkened corridors, I spotted more guards patrolling the area. This time, there were more of them, but it didn’t matter.

Using the shadows as my shield, I vanished into the darkness. One by one, I pulled the guards in, my darkness swallowing them whole before they even knew what hit them. With the path clear, I made my way to the final room. Picking the lock, I pushed the door open and immediately felt the familiar surge of anger building within me.

The room was filled with slaves, all asleep but clearly in terrible condition. Ponies, griffins, minotaurs and of course, more demimonsters —all of them showing the unmistakable signs of abuse both sexual and physical . Some had broken limbs, others were covered in bruises, their bodies frail from starvation. Worse yet, there were children among them, their small forms huddled together, shivering even in their sleep.

One of the prisoners caught my eye—a tall Arachne with purple carapace, white hair, and peach-toned skin. I recognized her immediately—this was Rachnera’s mother. Her condition was just as dire as the others—malnourished, her body marked with fresh bruises. I moved closer, but something stopped me in my tracks.

“I know you’re awake,” I called softly, not wanting to startle her. “Attacking me won’t help you, and it would be pointless. I’m here to help, not to hurt you.”

She shifted slightly, her six blue eyes snapping open and glaring at me with a mix of fear and fury. “Why should I believe you?” she hissed, her voice weak but still carrying the weight of her anger, her fangs bared in a defensive snarl.

I raised my hands in a gesture of peace. “I understand your distrust, especially after what you’ve been through. But I swear, I’m telling you the truth.” Just as I began to explain, footsteps echoed down the hall, followed by low voices. My eyes narrowed. “Play sleep and stay quiet,” I whispered before vanishing into the shadows.

Two guards entered the room, their faces hidden behind iron masks as they surveyed the sleeping prisoners.

“Man, something doesn’t feel right,” one of the guards muttered, his tone uneasy. “Feels like the place is emptying out.”

“Yeah, I’ve noticed that too,” the other guard replied. “Ever since those slaves escaped, things have been weird. We need to stay sharp.”

But then, the first guard’s voice took on a darker tone, one that set my blood boiling. “I know how to make this night a little more fun, though,” he sneered, walking toward one of the young children. I watched in growing rage as he reached for her—barely more than a child, maybe ten years old. At first, I thought she was a pony, but then I saw the lower half of her body—a snake’s tail, covered in light pink scales. She had white fur and a light pink mane, her innocent face contorted in fear even in sleep.

The sight of his hand on her sent a surge of fury through me. My body tensed, my muscles coiled, and the shadows around me pulsed, ready to strike.

As the guard yanked the young girl by her hair, she let out a sharp, terrified yelp, jolted awake by the brutal sensation. Her deep blue eyes filled with panic and fear as she stared up at the man responsible for her torment.

Her cry pierced the silence, rousing the other prisoners. Despite their frail, battered condition, some struggled to their feet, their voices trembling as they demanded the girl’s release. But their protests fell on deaf ears.

With a twisted grin, the guard ignored them, forcing the helpless girl to the ground, his hands already reaching to undo his pants. The sickening intent in his eyes was clear, and that was the last straw. Before he could even finish his vile act, I surged forward, exploding from the shadows with a speed that barely registered.

My claws tore through their backs, slicing clean through muscle and bone, and erupted out of their chests. The sharp tips of my talons wrapped around their still-beating hearts, the warmth of their blood soaking my hands.

They didn’t even have time to scream. Just a faint gurgle as they turned their heads, their eyes wide in shock, mouths pooling with blood as their lives drained away. I held their hearts for a moment longer, feeling the last desperate beats before I ripped them free from their bodies.

As their corpses slumped to the ground, I stood over them, their blood dripping from my claws. I crushed their hearts in my grip, the sound of flesh and sinew tearing like wet paper. Without a word, I dropped the remains at my feet and spat on their lifeless bodies, disgusted by the filth they had become.

Walking over to the little hybrid girl, I noticed her staring at me, fear clear in her eyes. She nervously tried to slither away, her movements hesitant. I was amazed—she was a pony-lamia hybrid. Gently, I whispered, “Hey, I’m not going to hurt you, little one, I promise.” My words seemed to calm her, and she slowly looked up at me. “I won’t hurt you,” I repeated, trying to reassure her. Using the fire from my hands, I carefully burned away the blood covering them, hoping to show her I meant no harm.

“What’s your name, little one?” I asked softly. She hesitated before answering, “I don’t have one.”

Confused, I turned to one of the nearby female Minotaur slaves. “She was born here,” the Minotaur explained. “When a female slave is pregnant, they wait for her to give birth. Afterward, they dispatch the mother, and the child is raised to take her place when they’re older. It’s more than likely she never even knew her mother.”

Hearing that made me bristle with rage, but I forced myself to stay calm for the sake of the little girl in front of me. “Would you like me to give you a name?” I asked gently, reaching out to pet her head. She looked at me shyly, her eyes big and filled with innocence, before nodding ever so slightly.

“I think I’ll call you Nezuko,” I said with a smile. Nezuko was one of the cutest anime characters I had ever seen, and this little girl’s cuteness nearly matched her intensity, so the name seemed perfect. My heart nearly melted at the sweet smile she gave me.

“I like it,” she said softly, her voice filled with such sweetness and innocence that it could bring entire countries to their knees with its adorableness.

“My name is Sureiya,” I said, introducing myself not only to her but to the other slaves around me. “Yesterday, a group of slaves managed to escape from this horrible place and found their way to my settlement. When I learned what you were all going through, I couldn’t sit by and do nothing. I’ve come here with two of my top warriors to free you all. You’re the last group, and my team is waiting with the other freed slaves in the tunnels below. I promise, we’re getting you out of here.”

After making my declaration, I walked around, breaking and removing the chains and collars that kept everyone trapped. Just like before, I left the unconscious guards locked in the same room that once held their slaves like trophies.

As we made our way through the corridor, we caught up with the others. “Alright, guys, this is the last of them,” I said to Benimaru and Souei while holding Nezuko in my arms. She had decided she didn’t want to leave my side.

“Everyone, gather around!” I commanded, and once they were gathered, I charged my chimera energy , a giant crack of electricity sounding as we all disappeared, reappearing at the gates of KlugeTown. The guards, although alarmed at first, stood at attention. When they saw me, I ordered, “At ease, everyone. Get every last one of these folks inside, treat their wounds, feed them, and get them clothed immediately.” Without hesitation, they opened the gates and brought the now freed slaves inside. Altogether, I counted 115—mostly women, with some men. I had a few hang back with me, 5 ponies, 3 griffins and 2 ice wolves.

Looking down at Nezuko, I cooed gently, “Nezuko, sweetie, I need you to let me go for a minute.”

Her grip tightened on me, her tail wrapping around my arm as she clung to me for dear life. “Please don’t go,” she begged, her eyes watering with tears.

“I promise I’ll come right back. Just go with Mr. Benimaru for a few minutes, okay?” I reassured her softly.

With a hesitant nod, she finally let go of me and went with Benimaru, who looked at me curiously. “Where are you going?” he asked.

“I’m sending a message,” I growled, before teleporting all the way back to the underground hideout with my selected guests.

(3rd pov)

In the capital of Equestria, Canterlot, all seemed normal. The night had fallen, bringing an end to the day for most ponies. Shops and stalls were closing, some residents were readying for the rest they had craved all day, while others still had energy for late-night activities—drinking, partying, or frequenting the city’s nightclubs. To the ponies of the city, everything was peaceful. Or at least, that’s what they thought.

In the heart of Canterlot, six mysterious buildings stood, their true purpose unknown to most. Few ponies were ever granted entry into what was known as the “True Society Club,” a secretive establishment where only the wealthy and worthy could enter. Curiosity swirled around these buildings, but for most, they remained an enigma.

But tonight, no pony would ever learn its secrets.

Without warning, all six buildings erupted in a fiery explosion. The city was thrown into chaos. Guards swarmed the streets within minutes, civilians running in every direction, screams of terror filling the air. The night sky was illuminated by the flames, thick smoke blotting out the stars.

Princess Celestia and Princess Luna arrived at the scene, both alicorns bewildered and filled with worry.

“What happened here?!” Celestia demanded, her eyes wide with concern for her beloved subjects.

“Put out these fires immediately!” Luna commanded, her royal voice booming over the panic.

Before the ponies could react, a voice echoed from within the flames.

“That won’t be necessary.”

Every head turned as a figure emerged from the blazing inferno, walking through the flames as if they were nothing. He was clad in armor as black as the night, shrouded in a hood and mask that concealed his face, save for the ominous glow of two piercing red eyes. His presence was like a shadow come to life, cold and unyielding.

“Hello, Princess Celestia. Princess Luna.” His voice was calm, yet powerful. “Allow me to introduce myself.”

The figure stepped forward, his very presence radiating menace. “My name is Sureiya Okumura. I’ve been waiting for this moment—our first meeting—face to face.”

Celestia’s rage flared at the sound of his name. “You’re responsible for this!” she screamed, her royal voice trembling with fury.

“Yes, I am,” Sureiya responded without hesitation, his voice unwavering. “But I did this for a very good reason.”

Luna, though equally furious, stepped forward with a measured tone, her eyes narrowing. “And what reason could justify this kind of destruction?” she demanded, her voice cold.

Sureiya’s eyes burned brighter as he spoke. “These buildings were nothing more than a front—covering up something far more sinister. Something your precious ponies have been doing right under your noses, and you were either too blind or too apathetic to notice. You’ve been so convinced that your little ponies are perfect that you failed to see the darkness festering beneath the surface.”

As Sureiya stepped aside, Celestia and Luna noticed a group of individuals behind him. Ten figures—five ponies, three griffins, and two of the monster races, ice wolves if memory served. But what struck the princesses was their condition. They were emaciated, malnourished, filthy, and covered in bruises. A sickening realization dawned as Celestia’s eyes narrowed on the ponies in the group.

“What did you do to my ponies?!” Celestia demanded, her voice cracking with fury.

“I didn’t do this,” Sureiya said with a cold edge to his voice. “Your own precious ponies did this to their own kind.”

“LIES!” Celestia screamed, her magic flaring in anger. But before she could unleash her wrath, one of the mares from the group stepped forward, her voice trembling but resolute.

“It’s not a lie!” she shouted, her voice cutting through the tension. “What he’s saying is true!”

Celestia recoiled, shock flooding her features.

“We’ve been suffering for so long, and you never noticed! So many of us were killed, locked up like animals, forced to serve those who thought they were better than us. You never did a damn thing about it!”

Another figure—a stallion—stepped forward, his voice hoarse from weeks, months, maybe even years of torment. “Some of us were trapped down there for what felt like a lifetime. Never once did we see the royal guard coming to rescue us. But Sureiya and his two non-pony companions… they saved us. As soon as he heard about our situation from those who escaped by sheer luck, he came to our aid.”

The stallion turned to Sureiya, his eyes filled with gratitude. “You’re Sureiya, right?” he asked, his voice soft.

Sureiya nodded.

“I’ve lost all faith in this kingdom… in its leaders. But you’ve shown me that there are those who care, even if they aren’t of the same race or species.” The stallion fell to his knees in front of Sureiya. “I will follow you.”

The others—ponies, griffins, and demi-monsters alike—followed his lead, bowing before Sureiya, pledging their loyalty to him.

The air was thick with tension. Celestia stood frozen, her mind racing as everything she believed was shattered. The truth, like a blade, cut deep, leaving her reeling. Luna’s eyes narrowed as she tried to process the magnitude of what had just unfolded. Sureiya stood tall, his red eyes glowing with a quiet intensity, the fires of the burning city reflected in his gaze.

“I did what you couldn’t,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper but carrying the weight of an avalanche. “I saved them.”

Despite the undeniable truth before her, Celestia’s pride twisted her judgment, clouding her mind with denial. Her eyes burned with fury as she glared at Sureiya, her anger flaring like a tempest. “How dare you turn my ponies against me!” she screamed, charging at him with all the force of an enraged goddess.

But Sureiya didn’t flinch.

With swift precision, he caught her by the throat mid-charge and slammed her into the ground, the impact echoing like a thunderclap. Celestia’s breath was ripped from her lungs as the earth cracked beneath her, her regal form reduced to nothing more than a struggling figure beneath his grip.

“SISTER!” Luna screamed, her voice filled with desperation as she and the guards rushed to attack. But before they could close the distance, Sureiya unleashed a wave of pure, suffocating killing intent. It exploded outward like a tidal wave, crashing over the entire area. Instantly, most of the guards dropped unconscious where they stood. Those who remained collapsed to their knees, trembling, unable to even lift their heads.

Even Luna, as powerful as she was, staggered under the weight of his presence, gasping for air as the crushing pressure bore down on her.

“Disgraceful,” Sureiya muttered, his crimson eyes locking onto Celestia as she struggled helplessly in his iron grip. His voice dripped with contempt. “Even with the truth staring you in the face, you refuse to see reason.”

Then, his voice changed—becoming darker, more sinister, almost demonic.

“Wake up to reality, Celestia,” he hissed, his words twisting the air like venom. “Nothing goes as planned. You claim your kingdom stands for harmony and friendship, but that harmony only extends to those of your own kind. You preach unity, yet bring pain and suffering to anyone not fortunate enough to be born under your precious banner.”

Celestia gasped, her eyes wide with shock, but his grip only tightened.

“Understand this,” he continued, his voice now low and menacing, every syllable vibrating with dangerous power. “Your actions will bring destruction to your doorstep. Forces far beyond your comprehension will come knocking. And believe me, when that day comes… you do not want to open the door.”

He leaned in closer, his glowing red eyes burning like hellfire. “Because when you do, the only thing waiting on the other side…”

He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in, then whispered with chilling finality:

“Is me.”

His last words struck like a dagger, each one delivered with calculated precision. “I am the one who knocks.”

“And with a crack of electricity, he vanished along with the others. But before disappearing, he waved his hand, snuffing out the fires, leaving Celestia utterly humiliated and disgraced.”

LENDING A HEALING HAND

Author's Note

Yo, his another one a little short but I’ll have the next one out as quick as possible. I’m still dealing with no Internet thanks to the storm when I get my Internet this will come out much quicker on top of that. I’m now back in college, but don’t worry I know how to multitask
ALSO WORD OF WARNING THIS NEXT CHAPTER HAS A BIT OF A TRIGGER WARNING TO IT. I WOULD LIKE TO SAY IF ANYONE HAS EXPERIENCED ANY KIND OF PSYCHOLOGICAL TRAUMA LIKE WHAT WILL BE MENTIONED IN THE STORY AND YOU FEEL THIS MIGHT TRIGGER YOU ADVISE YOU TO STOP READING THE STORY IMMEDIATELY JUST KNOW IF YOU EVER FEEL LOST TRAPPED OR LIKE YOU CAN’T COPE DON’T BE AFRAID TO REACH OUT TO SOMEONE. LOVE YOU GUYS.

LENDING A HEALING HAND

( Sureiya 1st pov)

“It’s been about a week since my face-to-face with Celestia and Luna. Looking back, I probably could’ve handled things differently, but when you’ve got a demon and an angel part of your soul battling it out inside you, things get… complicated. The other supernatural parts of me? They’re just hanging out in the background, being completely neutral, but my demon and angel sides are constantly at odds.

The angel side tried to keep me calm, telling me to take the peaceful route. But after everything I saw, the anger built up, and my demon side? Yeah, that took over. I let my rage do the talking. But hey, that’s in the past now.

A lot has changed since then. Klugetown—or Chimera City as it’s called now—has grown like crazy. We’ve gone from a rundown town of 5,000 to a bustling place with 60,000 people in what feels like no time. It’s not just the refugees—plenty of others decided to stick around. We’ve got demi-monsters, ponies, griffins, minotaurs yaks , and even a few dragons.

The city’s growing fast, and so is the military. We’re sitting at 15,000 soldiers now, and still expanding. I didn’t expect so many ponies to join up, but they’ve proven they’ve got guts. And dragons? Yeah, they’re a serious addition to the ranks.

Overall, this place is shaping up. No discrimination here—everyone’s welcome, and people can smile at their neighbors without worrying about judgment. It’s a good feeling. But I know it’s only a matter of time before Celestia and her kingdom start paying attention. That’s something I’ll deal with when the time comes. For now, I’m just taking things one step at a time.”

I was now currently sitting at the kitchen table, enjoying the quiet of the moment. As Nezuko, my new house attendant, sat nearby eating the meal I’d cooked up for her. She’d become really attached to me, even though I’d added a second bedroom for her, she still ended up in my bed most nights because of her nightmares. I knew it would take time for her to heal, just like everyone else.

There was a knock at the door. “Come in,” I said. Miia and Rachnera walked in, both smiling. Ever since I helped reunite them with their mothers, they’d been more affectionate toward me.

Their mothers, Miika and Ria, were thrilled to be back with their families. They were surprised to learn I was in a herd with their daughters, but they were happy for us and gave their blessing. Life was starting to settle into a nice rhythm.

“Hey, girls,” I said as Miia and Rachnera greeted me with a quick peck on the lips.

“Ewwww,” Nezuko giggled from the side, only to be met with a playful attack as the girls started showering her with kisses.

“Nooooooo!” she laughed, wriggling but unable to escape their affection.

“Oh my goodness, you’re so cute I could eat you upppp!” Miia squealed, clearly enjoying the moment. It was no surprise she and Nezuko got along so well—they were both lamias, after all. Even though Nezuko was only half, the bond was there. It was still hard to wrap my head around sometimes—that she was a half-pony, half-lamia hybrid. I couldn’t help but frown a bit, reminded of the darker side of how she came to be.

And with that I got up, feeling the weight of the day ahead, and turned to the girls.

“Nezuko, sweetie,” I said softly, “I’ve got some things to handle today. Are you okay staying with Miia and Rachnera until I get back?”

She looked hesitant for a moment, but finally nodded. Rachnera smirked and wrapped one of her arms around Nezuko, pulling her in close. “Don’t worry, we’ll take good care of this little cutie,” she said, making Nezuko giggle.

“Thanks, girls,” I said as I headed out the door. I stood there for a second, taking in the sight of Chimera City. The place had grown, and not just in size—there was something different in the air, something better. Between all the expanding and remodeling, it was clear that the city was thriving. Seeing the city transform was like watching a plan come together, brick by brick.

Today, though, was about more than the city’s growth—it was the first day of the counseling program I set up for the ex-slaves. They’d been through so much shit, and this was a start in helping them work through their trauma. It wasn’t going to be easy, but if anyone deserved a chance to heal, it was them. I had to believe this could help them get their lives back.

Fortunately, I wasn’t doing this alone. Some of the travelers who decided to stay and make the city their new home had valuable skills and professions. Among them were a few psychologists and doctors, eager to build their reputations by traveling and expanding their practice. When they heard about my plan to help the former slaves heal from their emotional scars, they practically fell at my feet, offering their assistance.

“Okay, first stop,” I said as I arrived at one of the many houses I would be visiting. As I knocked on the door, I stood there, mentally preparing myself. This was going to be a tough task; I would really need to keep my cool and resist the urge to fly to that city and blow it to pieces.

The door was soon opened by a female earth pony. She had beige fur and beautiful green eyes, her face sprinkled with freckles that added a touch of endearing charm. Her mane and tail, a blend of light and dark blue, were styled in soft waves.

“Oh, umm… Lord Sureiya,” she said, preparing to bow to me, but I wasn’t about to let that happen.

“No need to bow, my dear. So, tell me, how have you been, Milky Way?” I asked, calling her by name.

“I’ve been good. Would you like to come in?” she offered.

“Yes, I’d love to,” I replied, stepping inside. I made my way to one of the couches in her living room, taking a seat and observing the space around me.

“Oh, well… what can I help you with?” she asked, trying so hard to sound cheerful. I could feel the strain in her voice, and it hurt just to see her struggle to keep up this mask.

“Milky, you don’t have to pretend you’re okay,” I said gently, and my words seemed to catch her off guard. She looked at me, confusion clouding her green eyes.

“What do you mean? I’m okay with you being here. Honest. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“That’s not what I mean, Milky. It’s only been a week, and I know, deep down, you’re still hurting from everything you’ve been through.”

Just like that, her mask fell apart. Tears welled up and began to spill from her eyes as she trembled, hugging herself as if trying to hold herself together.

I moved closer and gently pulled her into a hug. She clung to me, crying hard, her body shaking with each breath and sob. The pain was palpable, radiating through every quiver in her frame.

“What did I do? What did I do to deserve what happened to me?” she cried, her voice breaking. “I never hurt anypony… or any creature. So why? Why did it have to happen? I can still feel it… their disgusting hands on me, the horrible words they whispered, the vile things they did. And now, I’m left with something I don’t know how to handle… something I wasn’t ready for. How am I supposed to deal with this? How am I supposed to cope? I don’t know the first thing about being a mother…”

I fought back my own tears, struggling with the reality of her situation. Milky, sadly, was among the ones who were left pregnant after the ordeal, part of the first group of mares now facing an unexpected fate. I had seen her foal—a precious little filly, innocent and pure. She was so adorable, so full of potential… and yet conceived in the most vile way imaginable.

I lifted Milky’s chin gently so she could meet my eyes. “Milky,” I said softly, “you don’t have to face this alone. As your leader, I swear upon my life to help you through this, no matter what. Things may be tough, but I promise you that nothing like that will ever happen again. This entire community is here to support you, your baby, and everyone else who needs it.”

She tightened her hug, burying her face in my chest as she let out a quiet whimper. Thankfully, her tears had eased, and it seemed a bit of the weight on her heart had lifted.

Just then, a small cry echoed from upstairs. Smiling, I looked at her. “Looks like little Amelia’s awake. Why don’t you sit here and rest? I’ll go take care of her,” I said, gently guiding her to the couch.

“You really don’t have to,” she whispered. “I’d hate to be a bother.”

“Milky, it’s no trouble at all. I’m here to help you and everyone else like I said, Just relax.” I reassured her as I headed upstairs.

Opening the door to the baby’s room, I took in the soft pink walls, the plush white carpet, and the crib decorated with white and pink hearts. Peering over the crib, I couldn’t help but smile at Amelia, her tiny form nestled peacefully – aside from the small fuss she was making. Her coloring was just like her mother’s, with the same two-tone blue mane and tail , soft beige fur, and a dusting of freckles on her cheeks. Her big blue eyes blinked up at me, and the tiny horn on her forehead hinted at her unicorn heritage.

The thought crossed my mind: if the father wasn’t among those slavers I’d already dealt with, and if I happened to find the bastard responsible, he’d be in for a very special kind of justice. Feeding him his own cock and balls before ripping his heart out seemed like the least I could do.

Setting that aside, I reached down to lift Amelia, gently cradling her as her cries softened. I took a nearby baby bottle and, with a touch of fire magic, warmed it just right before feeding it to her.

This journey of healing was going to be a long process for all of us, but it’s what I’m here to do – and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

IM FEELING GREEDY (CLOP)

(Sureiya 1st pov)

Three days—it’s been three days since I started my mission to help the former slaves heal from their trauma, and while things are going well, let’s just say it’s been… intense. Trying to keep my personal feelings in check as their leader hasn’t exactly been a walk in the park. I feel this need to bear their pain, but wow, that’s a lot of baggage to carry.

Now, here I was, sitting in my living room, and something strange started creeping up on me. I don’t know how else to say it—I was feeling, well, horny as hell. It just hit me out of nowhere.

“What is going on?” I muttered, practically melting into the chair.

“Master, you’ve been hella stressed,” Shion chimed in. “And, well, it’s a full moon tonight. I did warn you that you’d feel, uh, stronger urges on a full moon.”

I sighed. “Well, damn… guess it’s about that time, then. Plus, you haven’t had a good, ‘lust feeding’ in a while anyway.” With that, I got up and made my way to my room, bracing myself for what was to come.

Before heading to my room, I slipped by Nezuko’s room to check if she was asleep. Satisfied with the gentle rise and fall of her breaths, I ensured her room was warded against any disturbances.

As I settled into my massive, king-size bed, Shion suddenly appeared, straddling me with a predatory gleam in her eyes — and not a stitch of clothing on. She was a vision of hunger and intent, a glint of mischief sparking in her gaze.

“I’ll be right back,” she teased, disappearing in a flash. I cursed under my breath, already heated and aching for her touch. But she returned moments later, not alone. She had brought the rest of my girls with her, each one a tempting sight.

“Shion,” I warned, catching on to her intentions. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Oh, trust me, Master,” she murmured. “They’re all ready for a taste of what you can do.” The others looked between each other, caught off guard but visibly intrigued. Then, with a wicked grin, Shion turned to them.

“Ladies,” she announced. “Our lovely Sureiya is feeling the effects of the full moon tonight. His senses are heightened, his needs intensified… it’s been far too long since my last feeding. I think it’s time we grew closer as a herd, don’t you?”

A thrill sparked in the room as her words hung heavy in the air. Rachnera leaned forward, her voice a throaty purr. “Oh, I’m more than down for this,” she said, eyes gleaming.

“Same here,” Rumi added, her tone mirroring Rachnera’s, sending a shiver down my spine.

Gobuko blushed, her cheeks flushed as she murmured, “I wouldn’t mind, either…” Miia’s cheeks matched her own, nodding shyly but with undeniable desire.

Boosette’s face was as red as her eyes as she whispered, “But… could we even handle something… that big?”

The invitation was clear, This was going to be a night none of us would forget.

“So, who’s going first?” I asked, glancing around at my girlfriends.

“Me!” they all shouted in unison.

I should’ve seen that coming, I thought as they immediately started glaring at each other, the bickering breaking out in an instant.

“I am, ladies,” Shion declared, raising a hand with an air of authority. “I think Miia and I should go first.” The statement earned her immediate glares from everyone except Miia, who blushed but stayed quiet.

“And what makes you think you two should go first?” Rumi growled, eyes narrowing.

Shion smirked. “Well, if you must know, Sureiya has a tendency to get… a little out of hand when he’s too excited. If I take the first round, it’ll keep him tempered enough for the rest of you to handle. Plus,” she added, glancing at Miia, “she was the first to meet him. It only makes sense that we keep that bond intact.”

The other girls grumbled in annoyance, but they couldn’t really argue with her logic. Boosette, however, had one more question. “Wait—are you saying you and Miia are going at the same time?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Shion said, her smile widening. “And there’s something else you should know about this incredible man,” she added, her hand rubbing the obvious bulge in my pants. “He can go for hours without finishing. And he can control his own release.

Eyes widened and jaws dropped all around the room.

“And the second thing?” Boosette pressed, leaning forward with anticipation.

Shion’s voice turned almost sing-song with excitement. “How about I just show you?” Before anyone could protest, she yanked down my pants and underwear.

The room fell silent, everyone’s eyes fixated on what stood proudly before them: not one, but two towering cocks, each 14 inches and formidable.

“HOW IN THE EVER-LIVING HELL IS THAT POSSIBLE?” Rumi screamed, eyes nearly bugging out.

“Oh, that?” Shion chuckled. “Well, one of the demon souls used in creating us was an incubus—an exotic one, to be exact. An incubus is a male lust demon known for their insatiable desires and unique traits. As for the exotic types. They’re known for having two tools instead of one.”

“But how did I not notice this when we were bathing?” Boosette said, her voice tinged with shock.

“Yeah, me neither,” Miia added, her face now redder than her scales.

“It only shows up when he’s excited,” Shion explained, grabbing the lower of the two. “See this one? This is the original. And this one on top grows when he’s ready for action. That’s why I said Miia and I would go at the same time.”

“Alright, but there’s one small issue,” Miia murmured.

“And what’s that?” Shion pressed.

Miia glanced down, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. “I… I’m not really sure how to do this,” she admitted softly. “I’m still… well, a virgin.”

Shion blinked in surprise, then chuckled. “Oh wow, I didn’t think about that. Wait—have any of you ever done this before?” She looked around, only to see all the girls glance away, visibly embarrassed.

“Great,” she sighed, a smirk playing on her lips. “Looks like I’ll have to be the teacher here. No biggie,” she said, taking Miia by the hand and guiding her forward. “Alright, sweetheart, just follow my lead.” She leaned down, parting her lips slowly, and let her mouth take in the first inch of my length, savoring the sensation as it filled her.

(Shion’s POV)

The feeling of Sureiya’s cock pressing against my tongue, sliding further into my mouth and down my throat, was exquisite. His tip brushed the back of my throat, and I shivered, savoring the weight and warmth of him, even with just half of him inside. I glanced over at Miia, who was doing her best to mimic my movements. Her inexperience showed, her gag reflex challenging her, but she was giving it her all, and judging by Sureiya’s breathy groans, she was doing a decent job.

I turned my eyes to the others to see them staring breathlessly at me and miia’s performance. “ooooh fuuuuuckkkkk,” I heard sureiya hiss out. I looked and to my surprise, miia was trying something different and was suckling the tip of his second cock while swirling her snake like tongue around his shaft, while stroking it at the same time.

I pulled off his main cock with a pop to look at her with a proud smirk. “oh my, getting bolder aren’t we, well let’s see if you can keep up,” I said before placing his cock between my tits, rubbing them up and down his shaft while continuing to bob my head up and down his length.

Miia, who did not want to be out done, removed her top and skirt until she was completely naked. She then proceeded to copy my movements on his second cock.

“Hey, I want to try that too,” rumi said in a jealous tone.

“Me too,” said rachnera, along with Boosette and gobuko.

I pulled my lips from his cock once more before looking at them. Well, there’s plenty to share, so pick a cock and join the fun.

They all immediately stripped out of their clothing, rumi and rachnera joined me
While Boosette and gobuko joined in with miia, each of us rubbing our tits up and down his shaft while taking turns, licking and sucking on his cocks.

Sureiya’s face showed pure ecstasy, his eyes glowing, red as is claws dug into the bedsheets. “ master,” I said, making him look at us. We all looked him back in his eyes as I spoke our desires.

“Cum for us master,” and with that he let out a deep throated growl as he erupted. bursts of his hot and sticky cum shooting out from his tip. Each of us licked and sucked at his tip to get as much as we could, a few of us even going as far as kissing one another, trying to grab as much of his taste as we could.

“Well, that was something,” Gobuko said as she continued to lick the last traces of spunk from his shaft.

“That was ‘nothing,” I said with a lustful smirk. “The real fun has yet to begin.”

As soon as those words left my mouth, Miia and I suddenly found ourselves pressed together—me on top and her beneath, our breasts squished tightly against one another.

“What’s happening?” Miia asked, alarmed.

“Don’t panic, sweetie,” I cooed softly. “Sureiya, remember to be gentle with them—this is their first time, after all.”

“Don’t worry,” he replied before lining his tip up with our pussies. Pushing forward, I sighed at the familiar sensation, feeling his shaft squeezing its way into my tight passage. I looked at Miia to see her wincing at the unfamiliar feeling. Leaning down, I pulled her into a kiss. As our lips met, I felt her tense up and whimper—a bit of pain, more than likely, at the sensation of losing her virginity.

Sureiya stopped to give her time to adjust. “Just let us know when you’re ready,” I whispered to Miia. After a few moments, she opened her eyes and nodded. Sureiya started slowly at first. It was a nice feeling, his tip sliding in and lightly kissing my cervix with each thrust.

Gradually, he began to pick up his pace. As he did, I couldn’t hold back the moans of pleasure. Miia was in pretty much the same predicament. It didn’t take long before he found his rhythm, his thrusts becoming more and more powerful.

As he continued to slam into us, my eyes began to roll back into my head, just like Miia’s. Everything was blurry, and I couldn’t think straight. I barely managed to glance at the others to gauge their reactions.

Apparently, the display was too much for them; they had begun to pleasure themselves in some way, shape, or form while watching.

Rumi had gone as far as to eat out Gobuko, but it seemed Sureiya had gotten greedy. I say that because tendrils of shadow reached out, snatching up each of the girls. It was obvious they came from Sureiya; however, I didn’t realize why until the tips of the shadows began rubbing against the wet slits of Rumi, Boosette, and Rachnera.

They writhed and moaned as the shadowy tips teased and rubbed against their soaked, sensitive flesh. Gobuko received the best treatment as Sureiya brought her straight to his mouth, her legs spread wide open. He began licking her already sensitive and soaking wet pussy, her hips bucking and jerking against his face in response.

Yeah, he got really greedy. It wasn’t long before his assault on Miia’s and my wombs reached a wonderful, blissful conclusion. He released his semen into both of us, filling us to the brim until it began to spurt out around his cocks.

As he pulled out, we both lay there, panting, with cum leaking from our thoroughly used pussies. Miia’s face was the pure image of bliss and pleasure.

It wasn’t long before the others were put through the same treatment. After Miia, it was Rachnera and Rumi. It was kind of surprising to discover how far Rachnera could raise the abdomen of her spider body.

Turns out, when Rumi is in a blissed-out state, she actually barks. It was so ridiculous and yet so funny. Sureiya, after they had adjusted, showed them no mercy. His thrusts were just as powerful and relentless as they were with Miia. Eventually, he unleashed his load into them, leaving both of them twitching as their own orgasms tore through their bodies.

Finally, it was Gobuko and Boosette’s turn. Turns out, Gobuko loves to be spanked. As for Boosette, she’s one hell of a dirty talker. The number of times she referred to herself as Sureiya’s “pet bitch” or “slut” was a little unnerving. He even had to stop at one point to make sure she was mentally okay before continuing.

But the result was the same, their bodies convulsing in the wake of their orgasm as he flooded their love holes with his cum.

Eventually, we all laid there, covered in sweat and other fluids. Sureiya and I were the only ones still awake; the rest of the girls had passed out shortly after he finished with them.

“So, how do you feel?” I asked, my body still slightly trembling from the aftermath of my own orgasm.

“Honestly, Shion, I hope I didn’t break those girls,” he replied, his tone a mix of concern and exhaustion. “I want them to remember they are my girlfriend’s, not my toys.”

“True,” I said with a small smile. “But I guarantee the worst that’ll happen is they’ll just be extremely possessive of you.”

“Is that a good thing?” he asked, giving me a deadpan look.

“Who knows with them ? For Now, I say we just rest. I have a feeling that after tonight, you’re gonna need to make this house a bit bigger—more specifically, your bedroom. I think they’re all moving in soon.”

“Well, shit. You know what? That’s a problem for tomorrow,” he said with a resigned sigh, pulling me closer. Miia and I were curled up on his left, Gobuko and Boosette were on his right, and Rumi and Rachnera were sprawled across his chest.

The events of today had been so exciting. I couldn’t wait to see what else lay ahead for us.

(Third-person POV – Chimera City)

Nighttime was usually a peaceful reprieve, a chance for residents to recharge after a long day’s work and prepare for tomorrow. Normally, it was quiet.

Tonight, however, was different.

While Sureiya had been thoughtful enough to place a soundproofing enchantment on Nezuko’s door, he forgot about the rest of the house.

So, while Nezuko slept soundly, blissfully unaware, the other residents of Chimera City weren’t so lucky. Many lay in bed, faces flushed bright red—some from jealousy, some from annoyance, and others… well, others found their own ways to relieve the pent-up emotions the noises had stirred.

“Damn,” Ria muttered with a blush, lying beside her husband.

“I think we may need to prepare for grandchildren very soon,” Ohiram commented, his own face sporting a rosy hue.

Ria glanced at him, her six eyes turning sultry. “Or… another child,” she said, her voice dripping with mischief.

“Now hold up! The doctor said no strenuous activities for at least two weeks!” Ohiram stammered, trying to scoot away.

Ria, however, had no intention of letting him escape. Her grip tightened on his arm as her gaze grew predatory. “Then you’ll just have to be as gentle as possible,” she purred before pouncing on him.

In another part of the city, Miika sat in her living room beside Benimaru.

“Oh dear, I fear I may be a grandmother soon enough,” she remarked, her cheeks slightly flushed.

“I agree,” Benimaru said with a nervous chuckle, his face also tinged pink. “I think I should turn in for the night,” he added, beginning to stand.

Before he could leave, Miika’s tail coiled around his arm, holding him in place. “Now hold on. There’s no harm in you spending the night,” she said with a gaze that made him gulp.

“Wait, are you sure this is a good idea?” he asked hesitantly as she began dragging him upstairs.

“It’ll be fine,” she whispered, her snake-like tongue flicking out to lick the side of his face. “Just be gentle—I’m still recovering, after all.”

Yeah, it was a very lively night in Chimera City. Not many people got much sleep, and in the morning, plenty of parents were left scrambling to answer some very awkward questions about the noises from the night before.

Author's Note

Here’s Your holy water 💦 I’m finna go pray 🙏 this was my first time writing such a chapter lol let me know how I did until next time

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

THE BREWING STORM

(Sureiya’s 1st POV)

I awoke to the first rays of sunshine leaking through the blinds, shining right into my eyes. As I stirred, I glanced around at the current occupants of the bed—Miia, Rachnera, Rumi, and Gobuko were all nestled together. I could also sense Shion within my body.

However, Boosette was missing. The delicious aroma wafting from downstairs quickly gave me a clue as to where she was. Sliding out of bed as quietly as possible, I made my way downstairs, the scent of eggs and manticore sausage filling my nose.

Sure enough, the one responsible for the heavenly smell was floating around the kitchen, humming a cheerful tune.

With a grin, I approached her from behind, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close. She let out a startled gasp before I leaned in and whispered into her ear, “There you are, my little ghost.”

I began to gently plant kisses along her neck, savoring the way she moaned softly with delight. It had been three days since the girls moved in. Expanding the house and my room wasn’t too difficult, though building a bed big and sturdy enough to hold all of us—especially during our more intimate moments—had taken quite a bit of effort. But looking at everything now, I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of satisfaction. Life was good.

“You know,” Boosette purred with a playful grin, “after what you did last night, I can only move around in my ghost form. Walking? Not an option right now.”

I chuckled, meeting her mischievous gaze. “What can I say? You girls really bring the beast out of me at night.”

Her grin softened, and she cupped my cheek, her voice dipping into something more tender. “I never thought I’d ever experience this kind of happiness. I lost so much… but being here with you… it feels like I’ve gained twice as much.” Her whisper was as gentle as a breeze, but it hit me deeply.

I kissed her forehead and smiled, the moment making my heart swell. “I know how you feel,” I replied softly. Then, after a moment of hesitation, I added, “Actually, I’ve been thinking about something… and I’m not sure how you’ll feel about it.”

She raised an eyebrow, curiosity lighting her expression. “What is it?”

I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. “I’ve been thinking about adopting Nezuko,” I said, my tone serious but filled with hope.

Boosette paused, turning off the stove before facing me fully. Her smile was warm, understanding. “If I’m being honest, I’m not surprised. She’s so attached to you, and you already treat her like she’s your daughter. And don’t think we haven’t noticed how happy it makes you when she calls you ‘Daddy.’”

(Flashback)

“What’s wrong, Nezuko?” I asked, seeing her slither toward me with a sad expression.

Her voice was soft and uncertain. “Mr. Sureiya, why don’t I have a daddy?”

The question stopped me in my tracks, catching me completely off guard. “What do you mean, sweetie?” I asked, trying to understand.

“At school, everyone was talking about their mommies and daddies. But when the teacher asked me, I told her I didn’t have one.”

Her words broke my heart. I knelt down and gently pulled her into a hug, my voice soft but firm. “Oh, Nezuko… I’m so sorry. But you do have me. I may not be your real daddy, but I promise I’ll always take care of you, just like a daddy would.”

She looked up at me, her big blue eyes shimmering with hope. “Does that mean I can call you Daddy?”

My heart skipped a beat. Being a father had always been something I dreamed of—a chance I thought was stolen from me when I died. Sure, I might have another chance someday with the girls, but this… this was Nezuko, seeing me as her father figure. And that meant the world to me.

I smiled warmly and stroked her hair. “Yes, Nezuko. You can call me Daddy.”

Her face lit up with joy, and she threw her arms around my neck, wrapping her small, snake-like body tightly around my waist in a hug that seemed like it would never end.

(End flashback)

As the memory faded, I felt Boosette’s hand on mine, grounding me back in the present. Her smile was radiant. “You’re going to make an amazing dad, Sureiya,” she said softly.

“What’s this about being a father?” one of the girls asked as we turned to see the rest of them making their way downstairs—or at least trying to. Miia and Rachnera had an easier time thanks to their snake and spider lower halves, but Rumi and Gobuko struggled, wobbling precariously.

“Do you girls need help?” I asked, watching their awkward descent.

“No, we’ve got it!” Gobuko replied, though her legs still looked unsteady.

Once everyone finally made it downstairs, the question was brought up again.

“Now, what’s this about being a father?”

(3rd POV)

Nezuko awoke from her sleep with a soft yawn, her eyes fluttering open as she returned to the waking world. Stretching lazily, she got out of bed and slithered her way out of her room. Making her way downstairs, she found Sureiya and his herd gathered in the kitchen.

Sureiya glanced up and noticed her arrival, a smile forming on his lips. “Hey, Half-pint,” he greeted her with the nickname he’d recently started using.

“Hi, Daddy!” she chirped cheerfully, slithering over to hug him. She then turned to the others and greeted them just as brightly. “Hi, Daddy’s girlfriends!”

They all exchanged greetings before sitting down at the table to enjoy breakfast. As they ate, Sureiya spoke up.

“Nezuko, I have a question for you.”

“Yes?” she replied after swallowing a bite of sausage. Sureiya had discovered early on that, despite being half-pony, Nezuko was omnivorous—likely due to her lamia heritage.

“Remember when I said you could call me ‘Daddy’?” he asked, receiving a nod of confirmation. “Well, would you like me to actually become your dad?”

Nezuko froze, her eyes widening in shock. “What do you mean?” she asked hesitantly.

Sureiya stood up and walked around the table, kneeling beside her. “What I mean is, I’d like to make you my daughter—officially. I want to be your real dad.”

Her eyes began to tear up. “Do you really mean it?” she asked, her voice trembling.

“Yes,” he replied firmly.

Suddenly, Shion materialized from Sureiya’s body and scooped Nezuko into a warm embrace. “Not only would he be your daddy,” Shion said, gesturing to the other herd members, “but we’d all become your mommies.”

Nezuko’s lips quivered before a wide smile spread across her face. “So… I’ll have parents?” she asked, her voice filled with hope.

“Yes, yes you will,” Shion said warmly.

Overcome with emotion, Nezuko burst into tears, repeatedly saying, “Yes, yes!”

The entire herd crowded around her, enveloping her in a big, loving group hug. It was a perfect, heartwarming moment—until a knock came at the door.

Sureiya stood and went to answer it. Upon opening the door, he was greeted by Benimaru, who bowed his head respectfully. “My Lord, I apologize if I’m interrupting something,” he said.

“You’re fine,” Sureiya replied with a toothy grin. “I’ve just decided to officially adopt Nezuko as my daughter.”

Benimaru’s eyes widened in surprise before a grin spread across his face. “Congratulations, my Lord.” He glanced inside and saw the herd members gathered around Nezuko, still hugging her. “Am I correct in assuming they’ve taken on the role of her mothers?”

Sureiya nodded in confirmation.

“May your family be blessed,” Benimaru said earnestly. Then his expression turned serious. “I’ve come with news. Souei has returned from his mission. More slaves have been liberated from other cities within the Equestrian borders. Over the past four days, the number of rescued slaves has reached 2,000.”

Sureiya’s expression darkened in dismay. “It seems Celestia really doesn’t keep an eye on her subjects,” he muttered grimly.

Suddenly Capper approached the group with urgency, his steps quick and purposeful. “My Lord, we have a serious issue,” he said, bowing as he came to a stop.

“What’s the problem, Capper?” Sureiya asked, his voice calm but tinged with curiosity.

“Follow me,” Capper replied quickly, turning on his heel. The urgency in his tone prompted the group to follow without hesitation. Something was clearly wrong.

When they arrived at the gates, Sureiya’s expression shifted to one of shock, frustration, and agitation.

Standing at the entrance were ponies clad in Equestrian armor. “Son of a bitch,” Sureiya muttered under his breath, his jaw tightening.

With a snap of his fingers, Sureiya’s hoodie and mask appeared, shrouding him in a menacing air as he stepped forward. His voice was steady yet firm as he addressed the lead pony. “State your business.”

The squad leader, an Earth pony with a green mane, orange fur, and a rigid stance, stepped forward. Though he attempted to appear confident, a faint tremor betrayed him.

“Are you Sureiya Okumura?” the leader asked, his voice faltering slightly.

“I am,” Sureiya replied curtly.

The pony unfurled a scroll with deliberate precision and began to read. “By order of the Princess of Equestria, you are hereby commanded to surrender yourself to us and return the ponies you have taken from their rightful place.”

At his words, Sureiya’s guards immediately moved into defensive positions. Among them were pony guards, their expressions darkening at the accusation.

Sureiya scoffed, his crimson eyes narrowing. “Is that why you’re here? If so, you’ve wasted your time,” he said coldly. He took a step closer, his tone sharp. “First off, I’m not surrendering to anything. Second, the ponies you claim I’ve ‘taken’ are here because they chose to be. They made it clear they no longer trust Equestria, and they came with me of their own free will.”

The squad leader stiffened, his resolve wavering under Sureiya’s gaze.

“Go back and tell your princess that if she knows what’s good for her, she’ll leave us be,” Sureiya continued, his voice carrying an edge of warning. “And trust me, you don’t want any smoke with us.”

Sureiya’s guards nodded silently in agreement, their presence a quiet but potent display of loyalty and strength.

The leader hesitated, then replied stiffly, “I don’t think the princess will find this to her liking.”

Sureiya chuckled darkly, his voice low and menacing. “Well, I think you will find I don’t give a fuck.”

Turning on his heel, Sureiya began to walk away. But the sound of a blade being drawn halted him in his tracks. The sharp clash of metal followed, and Sureiya turned to see the captain pinned to the ground, a blade at his neck.

Swift Strike, now one of Sureiya’s pony guards, stood over him, his blade pressed firmly against the captain’s throat. His voice was ice-cold as he growled, “Attacking our Lord is a great way to lose your head.”

“Swift, let him go,” Sureiya said calmly, his voice cutting through the tension. “He’s not worth it.”

Without hesitation, Swift sheathed his weapon and stepped back into formation.

The captain scrambled to his hooves, his glare filled with disdain. “You would protect this monster?” he spat at the pony guards.

“Watch your tongue when speaking of Lord Sureiya,” another guard retorted sharply. It was Skyfall, a pegasus mare with white fur and a black mane. She stepped forward, her voice heated with emotion and her green eyes filled with hate. “He’s done more for us than your so-called rulers ever could. If it weren’t for him, I’d still be a slave, treated like a toy!”

“Easy, Skyfall,” Sureiya interjected, placing a hand on her shoulder. He turned his attention back to the Equestrian guards, his crimson eyes gleaming with a dangerous light as a faint wave of bloodlust radiated from him.

The oppressive aura caused the Equestrian guards to falter, their stances weakening as the pressure bore down on them. Sureiya’s own soldiers stood unaffected, accustomed to such displays during their training.

“You’ll regret this,” the captain hissed, his voice shaky as he turned to leave with his squad.

Sureiya watched them retreat, his gaze unwavering. “Not as much as you will if you come back,” he muttered darkly, the tension hanging thick in the air.

“Shit’s about to get real messy,” Sureiya commented to his subordinates, his tone grim.

“I agree,” Capper replied, a sharp edge in his voice as he watched the Equestrian guards leave.

“Benimaru, call an emergency meeting at the town hall,” Sureiya ordered. “It won’t be long before the Equestrians come knocking, especially now that they know where we are.”

“Yes, my Lord,” Benimaru saluted, immediately walking off to carry out the command.

Sureiya turned and made his way back to his house. Once inside, he gathered his herd and explained the situation. The atmosphere grew tense, his girlfriends uneasy but equally pissed at the audacity of Equestria’s actions.

An hour later, the citizens of Chimera City gathered outside of town hall. Sureiya stepped forward to address the crowd, his presence commanding attention.

“Citizens of Chimera City,” he began, his voice steady and firm, carrying across the square. “I have important news to share.”

He paused for a moment, a faint grin breaking through his serious demeanor. “Firstly, I want to apologize for the… disturbances three nights ago.”

The crowd fell silent, some blushing or exchanging embarrassed glances. His herd, standing behind him, turned bright red, each giving him a playful swat on the arm.

“Secondly,” he continued, his tone softening, “I have an announcement I’m truly proud of. I am now a father.”

Gasps of surprise gave way to cheers as Sureiya reached down and lifted Nezuko into his arms. The little girl beamed at the crowd, her tiny hands clutching at his cloak.

“As of today, I have officially adopted Nezuko as my daughter. Her full name is now Nezuko Okumura.”

The crowd erupted in applause and shouts of congratulations, their voices carrying a mixture of joy and pride. Sureiya gave Nezuko a warm smile before setting her down gently.

But as the applause began to die down, Sureiya’s expression turned serious. The shift in his tone silenced the crowd almost instantly.

“Unfortunately, this good news is overshadowed by bad news,” he said grimly.

The crowd’s mood darkened, unease spreading like a ripple through the square.

“An hour ago, Equestrian royal guards arrived at our gates,” Sureiya continued, his voice steady but heavy with meaning. “They know where we are now.”

The reaction was immediate—gasps of anger and murmurs of outrage filled the air.

“The interaction was less than pleasant,” he said, his crimson eyes narrowing. “It’s clear that Equestria will come back—and they won’t come with friendly intentions.”

The crowd grew restless, their frustration and anger visible on their faces. Sureiya raised a hand to calm them.

“I urge you all to stay vigilant. Soldiers and civilians alike must continue their training. Keep your children close, and always be alert when traveling outside the city.”

He stepped forward, his voice rising with conviction. “Let me be perfectly clear: if Equestria wants a fight, we will show them the full might of Chimera City!”

The square erupted in a chorus of cheers and shouts of defiance, the citizens’ voices carrying a shared resolve. Some raised their fists; others pounded weapons against shields, their unity radiating like a tidal wave.

Sureiya stood at the top of the steps, his posture calm but his emotions raging inside. How dare they come here and threaten what I’ve built? What I’ve given these people?

He clenched his fists, the fire in his crimson eyes burning brighter. If they want a war, they’ll get one. And I’ll make sure they regret it.

Author's Note

You guys know it’s coming equestria has really kicked the hornets nest. Let’s see how badly they get stung.

HOW THE MIGHTY HAVE FALLEN

(Sureiya’s POV)

It’s been two long days since the Equestrian Royal Guard first appeared at the borders of the city. Tension has gripped everyone—civilians and soldiers alike. Training sessions have doubled, and even some civilians have volunteered for the army, pushing our numbers to nearly 20,000.

The army is a mix of demi-monsters, ponies, dragons, griffins, yaks, and minotaurs. A diverse force—strong, loyal, and unified. But despite the quiet, I know better than to trust it.

To stay ahead of the threat, I’ve created more crows to monitor the city borders. And though the unease hangs heavy in the air, my people refuse to show fear. Every civilian and soldier I pass holds their head high, eyes sharp with vigilance and confidence.

I couldn’t be prouder.

As I walked through the bustling market, heading home after another council meeting, my mind replayed recent developments. Two new additions now sit on the council.

First, there’s Geld, the leader of the orc faction—unshakable, practical, and fiercely loyal.

Then there’s Ignis, once a noble of the Dragon Kingdom. He gave up his title to wander the world and became the first dragon to settle in this city.

His presence alone has brought respect and kinship from passing dragons. Some tested my patience and strength upon arriving, but I proved myself, earning their loyalty instead of demanding it.

When I reached my house, I found the girls—Miia, Rumi, Boosette, rachnera Gobuko and Nezuko—gathered in the living room. They were smiling, but I could see through it. The coming storm weighed on them.

“Hey, girls. You doing okay?” I asked.

“We’re fine, babe,” Rumi admitted, though her tone betrayed her nerves. The others nodded in agreement.

“I get it. But listen to me—no matter what happens, I’ll protect you and this entire city.”

“We know you will, love,” Boosette said softly, sipping her tea. “We’re just… scared something might happen to you.”

Before I could respond, a loud caw echoed outside my window. I opened it to find Kanzaburo, one of my crows, flapping anxiously. Without wasting a second, he delivered his message.

“My lord, the Equestrians are approaching. Both princesses and the Elements of Harmony lead them, with an estimated 5,000 soldiers.”

“Understood. Gather the council immediately,” I ordered. Kanzaburo nodded and took off to carry out my command.

Snapping my fingers, I summoned my cloak and mask, donning them as I made for the door. But before I could step out, my girls—and Nezuko—grabbed me in a tight embrace. The worry on their faces was unmistakable.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine—I promise,” I said, my voice firm but soft, before breaking away.

Outside, I raised my hand, charging a magic flare and firing it into the sky. It burst in a brilliant explosion—a signal to lock down the city. The reaction was immediate. Civilians flooded into their homes, streets emptying in seconds. Soldiers rallied around me, awaiting their orders.

The council members joined me shortly, standing at attention. I addressed them and the gathered soldiers.

“I’ve received word from Kanzaburo—the Equestrians have arrived. They’re led by the princesses and the Elements of Harmony, backed by 5,000 soldiers. I only need 2,000 of you. The rest will remain here and guard the city. Understood?”

“Yes, sir!” they roared in unison.

As I marched toward the gates, 2,000 soldiers fell in line behind me. I noticed a significant number of them were ponies. Celestia would see it with her own eyes—how much her own people trusted me more than her. Among the ranks, I counted ten dragons. Overkill? Perhaps. But they brought this on themselves.

At the front, I was flanked by BeniMaru, Souie, Geld, Ignis, and Capper.

We reached the city gates and paused, the air crackling with tension. My army stood ready, waiting for the inevitable.

Then, they appeared on the horizon. Celestia, Luna, the Elements of Harmony, and their soldiers came into view. The sight of them stirred something in me—a mix of anger and resolve.

The tension between us grew palpable. This was it. Whatever happened next… Celestia had only herself to blame.

(Sureiya’s POV)

“I’ll make first contact,” I told them, my voice calm yet sharp as steel. “You know the signal to attack. When it comes, remember—nothing fatal. Cripple them as badly as you want, but no deaths.”

“Yes, sir!” my soldiers shouted in unison.

With a snap of my fingers, I vanished, reappearing closer to the approaching Equestrians. The suddenness of my arrival sent a ripple through their ranks, and I saw the flicker of shock in their eyes.

“What are you doing here Celestia?”

Her expression hardened. “You will surrender yourself immediately. Return my ponies to the home you stole them from.”

I scoffed, my tone matter-of-fact. “This is their home. They chose to live here. They love it here. My city thrives—every neighbor smiles without fear of judgment or deceit. Meanwhile, in your ‘perfect’ kingdom, ponies are judged, shamed, and ostracized simply for being different or born outside your nobles’ little bubble of privilege.”

Her jaw tightened, but I continued. “But I’m feeling generous today, so I’ll give you a chance: leave now and never come back.”

“You dare speak to Princess Celestia like that, you beast!” spat a white unicorn stallion with a two-toned blue mane and blazing blue eyes. He stepped forward, his glare like daggers. “She is the ruler of our nation and goddess of the sun. Learn your place! Surrender, and release the ponies you’ve stolen!”

I couldn’t help myself—I laughed. A deep, mocking sound that echoed through the tense field. “You truly are the definition of ignorant. I’m not forcing anyone to stay. They chose to be here. You’re only here because your fragile ego couldn’t handle the truth—that your ‘perfect’ kingdom is far from perfect. Your ponies abandoned you for someone they truly trust. And that reality hits you like a punch to the face. You’re pathetic, Celestia.”

That, apparently, was the breaking point.

The six Element Bearers suddenly rose into the air, their bodies glowing with a brilliant, searing light. Five of them wore necklaces, each bearing crystals shaped in distinct forms, while Twilight donned a crown crowned with a six-pointed star.

I didn’t move. I watched as the energy surged, their combined magic firing toward me in a blinding, all-consuming blast.

Stone crawled across my body, turning me into a statue.

From the smirks on their faces, they thought they’d won. They were wrong.

Cracks spiderwebbed across the stone encasing me. A heartbeat later, it shattered into pieces, the fragments scattering like glass.

Their victory smiles vanished, replaced by disbelief. I dusted off my now-dirtied cloak, a smirk tugging at my lips. “Really? You got my clothes dirty. That’s just rude.”

I flared my bloodlust.

Instantly, Celestia’s army dropped to their knees, 2000 out of her 5,000 soldiers collapsing to the ground, unconscious in a single wave.

That was the signal.

Behind me, I heard the deafening war cry of my soldiers as they surged forward, a tide of fury crashing into the stunned Equestrians.

One guard rushed me, but I was faster. I sidestepped him and delivered a brutal jab to his face. He crumpled to the ground, blood streaming from his nose, unconscious before he hit the dirt.

I straightened, a grin spreading across my face as I assumed my fighting stance. “This is going to be fun.”

(3rd pov)

On the battlefield, both sides are expected to endure casualties. Blow for blow, blood for blood—no one comes out unscathed. But not this time. No lives were taken, yet the Equestrian forces were receiving the pure, unrelenting definition of a one-sided slaughter.

Celestia couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Sureiya’s army was made up of beings from every corner of the known world—demi-monsters, yes, which she expected—but griffins, yaks, and minotaurs stood among them. To her mounting horror, she even saw dragons.

But what broke her heart and tore at her very soul was the sight of the ponies—her ponies—standing on the enemy’s side. Not one of them looked regretful. Their faces burned with hatred and resentment, and she felt every ounce of it directed squarely at her.

The clash was immediate, and despite the Equestrians’ superior numbers, Celestia realized the horrifying truth: they were completely outmatched.

Two of the monster races she recognized as Kijan, an evolved form of ogres blessed with tremendous magical power. The one clad in blue raised his fingers, threads shimmering like spider silk. The threads snaked through the air and wrapped around her soldiers. Celestia’s eyes widened in horror as the threads went taut, severing arms and legs as though they were nothing more than paper. Soldiers collapsed in agony, their screams echoing, crippled beyond recovery.

The other Kijan, clad in red, struck with terrifying precision. Every blow landed shattered bones and ruptured joints. Nothing he did was fatal, but it rendered every soldier he touched utterly useless, unable to stand, fight, or even crawl.

And then there was the orc. His massive form loomed on the battlefield, sunlight glinting off his armor as he swung his enormous blade. Each swing was exact and brutal, cleaving through limbs and spines. He fought like a surgeon wielding a scalpel, severing without killing—delivering pain without end.

Her gaze snapped to the Pantherian—a , anthropomorphic cat wielding a glowing saber. A strange green energy pulsed around him, making his movements a blur of speed. He dashed through her soldiers with unholy swiftness, cutting them apart limb by limb. Legs. Arms. Wings. He left trails of crippled bodies writhing in the dirt. They were alive—but broken.

And then there was the dragon. Celestia’s breath hitched. How, in all of Faust’s name, had Sureiya convinced a dragon to fight alongside him? The beast unleashed waves of devastating strikes, claws raking through armored ponies like they were made of paper.

But the true nightmare was Sureiya himself.
He moved through the battlefield like a demon given flesh, fighting without a weapon—he didn’t need one. Celestia could barely track his movements, watching as ponies fell before him with terrifying speed. He was crippling them with his bare hands.

For his part, Sureiya couldn’t help but enjoy himself. If he had to describe his method, he’d call it elegantly folding the Equestrian army like laundry. No matter how many soldiers rushed him, each was put down with brutal efficiency—non-fatal, but excruciatingly painful.

His uncle had trained him in countless Japanese martial arts, and now he combined them all into a brutal creation of his own—Chimera Style. It was the perfect name.

One soldier charged at him, sword swinging to decapitate him. Sureiya ducked under the blade, hands touching the ground as he kicked both feet into the pony’s face. The force sent the soldier flying before Sureiya flipped backward, driving his heel into the back of the pony’s head as he landed, burying the soldier’s face into the dirt.

As Sureiya stood, his gaze locked onto Celestia’s. Even though his mask obscured his expression, he knew she could feel the smile spreading underneath—a bloodlusting grin that sent chills down her spine.

A sharp motion broke his focus. He tilted his head, narrowly dodging a kick from Applejack. The earth pony snarled, her powerful legs lashing out again. Sureiya caught her by her mane mid-kick, lifted her like a ragdoll, and threw her across the battlefield. She landed hard, rolling before staggering to her hooves, gasping in fury.

Before she could react, Sureiya was already upon her. He moved with such speed that the ground shattered beneath him. He dropped low, sliding forward, his feet lashing out to strike both her knees.

CRACK.

The sickening sound echoed as Applejack screamed, collapsing to the ground clutching her shattered legs.

Sureiya turned just in time to see Rainbow Dash dive toward him, her eyes blazing with fury. She rocketed forward in a blur, but Sureiya was faster.

With a single flap of his black, draconic wings, he shot into the air, snatching her out of flight by the back of her head. Rainbow struggled, but she was powerless as he twisted sharply and drove her face-first into the ground.

She groaned weakly, but Sureiya wasn’t done. Grabbing her wing, he twisted.

SNAP.

Rainbow’s scream cut through the battlefield before her body fell limp. She passed out from the pain, her wings broken and useless.

Sureiya stood over her, the battlefield around him now a chaotic mess of screams and shattered bodies. His forces advanced methodically, leaving no pony unscathed. And as he turned his gaze back to Celestia, his smirk widened beneath his mask.

This was no battle. This was a message.

Two beams of magic struck Sureiya from the front, their force echoing across the battlefield—but he didn’t so much as flinch. He turned his head toward the source, finding Twilight Sparkle and the white, blue-maned unicorn stallion—Shining Armor, most likely—whose stunned expression betrayed his disbelief.

Sureiya wasted no time. He dashed forward, his tail materializing behind him like a shadow. The barbed stinger shot forward, piercing through Shining Armor’s enchanted armor with ease, embedding itself deep in his gut. The stallion’s eyes went wide as he was lifted into the air before being slammed into the ground with bone-jarring force. Sureiya knew it didn’t matter if he was still conscious—the venom would leave him paralyzed for hours.

Twilight barely had time to react before his tail wrapped around her leg like a snake. Sureiya pivoted toward Pinkie Pie and Rarity. With a terrifying burst of speed, he swung Twilight like a living flail. Her body smashed into them, their heads colliding with a sickening crack. Rarity let out a sharp, pained scream as her horn shattered, Twilight’s snapping moments later upon impact. Sureiya released Twilight, sending all three mares crumpling to the ground, unconscious and broken.

The only one left standing was Fluttershy.

Her trembling form was frozen as Sureiya turned his gaze to her. Tears streamed down her face, her body shrinking under his glare. As he approached, she whimpered and cowered, unable to speak or move.

Unlike the others, Sureiya showed her mercy. With a swift chop to the back of her neck, he knocked her unconscious, catching her limp body before it could hit the ground. He laid her down gently, sparing her any further pain.

Straightening, he turned his eyes back to Celestia. “Did I not warn you, Celestia?” His voice was a low growl, each word dripping with venom. “Did I not tell you what would happen if you came here? This is your fault. You brought this on yourself.”

Before Celestia could respond, a flash of blue light erupted behind him. Luna teleported in, her massive scythe swinging at his neck in a deadly arc.

But Sureiya didn’t move.

The blade struck him—then shattered like fragile glass against his body.

Luna’s eyes widened in abject horror.

Before she could react, Sureiya disappeared in a crackling flash of lightning. Her head whipped around desperately, searching for him.

Crunch.

His fist slammed into the side of her face, the force sending her sprawling to the ground. She barely had time to groan before he was on her, his foot crashing down onto her chest. Crack. Her rib cage buckled under the impact, and Luna’s body went still, her consciousness fleeing.

She was alive—but defeated.

Celestia watched, frozen in terror. For the first time in her long life, she was completely at someone else’s mercy. Her wings flared wide, desperation surging through her veins. She leapt into the air, determined to escape. She needed to regroup, to think, to come up with a plan—

But Sureiya gave her no chance.

His tail lashed out, wrapping around her leg and yanking her violently back to the ground. She crashed with a gasp, the breath knocked from her lungs. Before she could recover, his fist slammed into her chest.

Crack.

Her enchanted armor dented under the blow. Another punch followed—Crack. Her ribs shattered. Again and again his fist struck her, relentless, unyielding. Celestia wheezed, blood dripping from her mouth, her body barely able to withstand the pain.

Before she could slump to the ground, his hand gripped her throat. Lifting her effortlessly, he brought her face close to his mask, his glowing red eyes boring into her soul.

“You’ve lost.”

Those were the last words she heard before his fist crashed into her face. Her head slammed into the dirt, buried deep into the ground, her body finally still.

Sureiya stood straight, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield. Not a single Equestrian remained standing. His own army, though some were injured, remained very much alive. There were no casualties on his side—just victory.

“This fight has been won!” he roared, raising his fist into the air.

The battlefield erupted with cheers. His army shouted their praises, voices rising like a wave of triumph that echoed across the skies.

Sureiya turned his gaze back to the fallen Celestia, her crumpled form lying like a broken doll. He stared down at her, thoughtful.

“Now… what to do with you?” he muttered darkly, his voice low enough that no one else could hear.

Author's Note

Well equestrian brought this on themselves to see what happens next. I know it might not seem like it but trust when I say, this will be the best course for Equestria in the story you’ll see until then

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT

Author's Note

Merry Christmas people hope you’re having a wonderful day. Hope y’all get some good presents, and in the words of SpongeBob. DON’T BE A JERK IT’S CHRISTMAS

Ps: should I change the title because everyone’s thinking I’m going to hiatus :rainbowlaugh:

UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT

(Sureiya 1st pov)

I sat at the round table, surrounded by the council of Chimera City. My herd was present too, their expressions a mix of quiet concern and trust. The room was oppressively silent, the weight of expectation settling on everyone’s shoulders. All eyes were on me, waiting for me to speak.

After our battle with the Equestrians, I ordered their soldiers, the Element Bearers, and even the two princesses to be taken down to the underground prison cells beneath Town Hall. Those cells had been designed for emergencies like this, reinforced to hold all 5,000 captives.

Each cell was locked down and shielded by crystals I had charged with a unique, special energy—anti-magic. While confined, their abilities were completely nullified, leaving them defenseless. But even as I sat here, their fate weighed heavily on my mind.

I couldn’t ignore the memory of my recent conversation in the Void.

(Flashback in the Void)

“I must say, my boy, your training has borne incredible fruit,” Yahweh said as we sat around the shimmering table he had conjured. His tone was approving, even lighthearted. Yet I stayed silent, my eyes fixed on the cup in front of me. Its dark surface mirrored my turbulent thoughts.

She was there too. Faust. I felt her gaze on me, heavy but patient. I didn’t dare meet her eyes. I couldn’t—not after what I’d done to her daughters.

Then, a soft hand rested on my shoulder, pulling me from my spiral. I glanced down at the white-furred appendage and slowly followed it upward, until I was looking into her face. Her expression wasn’t what I expected. There was no anger, no accusation. Only sadness, tempered by understanding.

“I hope you know I don’t hate you for this,” Faust said softly.

My eyes widened. “I don’t see how. I… I humiliated and brutalized both your daughters.”

She sighed, her gaze tinged with pain. “You did. And while I’m not happy about it, I understand why you did it. My daughters—Celestia especially—forced your hand. What matters to me is that you showed restraint. You could have taken their lives, but you didn’t.”

Her words struck deeper than any condemnation could have. Before I could respond, she leaned in and kissed my cheek. I stiffened, my face heating slightly.

“Don’t let this haunt you,” she continued. “You did what you had to, to protect your people.”

“Thank you,” I murmured, her forgiveness lifting a weight I hadn’t realized I was carrying.

Yahweh leaned forward, his glowing form radiating calm curiosity. “So, what’s next?” he asked, his voice steady but probing.

I hesitated, my thoughts swirling. “I’ve been considering my options, but none of them feel right. If I heal their injuries and send them back, it’ll embolden them to try again. But keeping them here risks angering all of Equestria. Either path could lead to more destruction.”

“And yet you have an idea,” Yahweh said, his light shifting slightly, as though narrowing in focus.

I met his gaze, my voice steady but laced with determination. “I do. But it’s… complicated. I need time to decide.”

(End of Flashback)

The memory lingered as I surveyed the council chamber. The silence was heavy, and all eyes were on me. My people waited, their trust palpable yet weighted with the enormity of expectation. I had made my decision.

“Listen up, everyone,” I began, my voice cutting through the stillness. “I want 10,000 of you to come with me to Equestria.”

My words stunned them. Their faces ranged from shock to uncertainty as they tried to process my announcement.

“Umm… babe, what are you planning?” Rumi asked hesitantly, her ears twitching as she studied me.

I took a deep breath and continued. “Equestria is in the state it’s in because it hasn’t been managed properly. When I was sent here, I learned about Celestia and Luna’s upbringing. Their mother, Faust, wanted to raise them to embrace all races equally, no matter how different. But after she disappeared, the greedy nobles who raised them pushed their own twisted ideals onto them. They believed ponies were superior simply because of their abundant magic and control over the sun and moon. These beliefs were forced onto the princesses during their most impressionable years, shaping them into who they are now.”

I paused, letting my words sink in before delivering the rest.

“We’re going to Equestria to give them the correction they desperately need. If we don’t intervene now, they’ll become a lost cause. In other words, we’re invading Equestria—but not the way they invaded us. We’re not enslaving anyone. We’re not killing anyone. We’re not destroying their homes. We’re there to correct their way of life. To show them that when push comes to shove, there’s always a bigger kid on the playground.”

The room was silent, but I could sense their unease. I steeled myself and pressed on.

“To do this, we have to shatter their morale. It’s the only way to make them listen. We’ll play devil’s advocate and use their own princesses and Element Bearers against them. Once their heroes are in shackles, it will give us the leverage we need to begin rooting out the corruption. And as long as they know we can act against them at any time, they won’t challenge us.”

The council exchanged uneasy glances. Finally, Geld spoke up, his voice cautious. “Sir, I understand your reasoning, but… doesn’t this seem cruel?”

I smiled faintly. “I’m glad you feel that way—it shows you’re not monsters. Yes, it’s harsh, but sometimes doing good requires making hard choices. And those choices fall to someone with a strong enough will to bear the weight. Do you trust me?”

For a moment, no one spoke. Then Ignis stood, his wings rustling as he straightened. “I trust your judgment.”

Beni Maru rose next. “Same here.”

One by one, the council members stood, their voices of approval echoing in the chamber.

“Good,” I said, nodding. “We’ll leave first thing tomorrow. Spread the word—volunteers are to assemble outside the city gates by sunrise. We’ll need 10,000, and a few of you will need to stay behind to keep things running. Any volunteers?”

“I’ll stay,” Ohiram said firmly.

“Same here,” Capper added.

“Someone’s gotta keep the dragons in line. Ignis nodded. “I’ll remain, too.”

I turned to my herd. “And I’m assuming none of you are staying behind, right?”

“Are you crazy?” Gobuko asked. “There’s no way we’re staying here without you.”

“Besides,” Rachnera added with a sly grin, “we wouldn’t be able to sleep at night without you ramming those two giant—”

“Ayo!” I shouted, clamping a hand over her mouth before she could finish. The others burst into laughter, easing some of the tension in the room.

With that, we adjourned. As the council dispersed, I made my way to the underground cells.

The corridor was dimly lit, the air thick with the mingled stench of sweat and despair. As I walked past the cells, the prisoners’ eyes followed me. Some stared with fear, others with hate, but I ignored them. Their fates were of their own making.

At the far end of the corridor was the largest cell, holding the eight most dangerous captives—Celestia, Luna, and the six Element Bearers.

I arrived just as they were regaining consciousness. Groans and pained murmurs filled the air.

“What… what happened? Where am I?” Celestia muttered, clutching her chest. A massive bruise covered the right side of her face, its size a testament to the force behind it.

“Dammit, my wings… they feel broken,” Rainbow Dash gritted out, her limp wings twitching uselessly.

“This hurts somethin’ fierce,” Applejack groaned, trying and failing to move her shattered legs.

“Would you like me to heal those?” I asked, stepping closer. My voice made them all turn to me.

The moment their eyes landed on me, I saw recognition—and dread.

“Let us out! Now!” Celestia demanded, attempting to rise, only to falter as her weakened body betrayed her.

“You’re in no position to make demands,” I replied coolly. “Now, stay still. This won’t hurt a bit.”

I summoned my chimera energy, careful to avoid disrupting the anti-magic properties of the cell. A wave of green light burst from me, enveloping the prisoners. Their injuries mended within moments, leaving them physically unharmed.

“Rest while you can,” I said, my tone calm but firm. “I’ll have food brought to you, and you’ll be escorted to the bathing area in shifts. In the morning, we’re all taking a little trip to Equestria.”

The weight of my words hit them immediately. Fear and despair darkened their expressions as realization dawned.

Without another word, I turned and strode back down the corridor, ascending the stairs and leaving the dungeon behind.

Back in my quarters, I gazed out the window at the setting sun. Exhaustion pressed against me, but there was no rest yet. Soon, it would be time for the sun and moon to trade places.

Raising my hand, I felt the soft golden glow Faust had gifted me in the Void. As I moved my hand, the sun followed its motions, dipping below the horizon.

(The Next Day)

I gathered all the prisoners from the underground dungeon and brought them to the city gates. There, the 10,000 soldiers I had requested were waiting, along with my herd, my daughter, and the council members who chose to join me.

“Hey, sir, I’ve got a question,” Regred spoke up.

“What’s on your mind, my guy?” I replied, turning to the hobgoblin.

“Well… if Celestia and Luna are the ones who control the sun and moon, and they were locked up in those anti-magic cells, how are the sun and moon still swapping places?”

His question seemed to catch everyone off guard, including the princesses, the Element Bearers, and their soldiers.

“Let’s just say I was given a little gift,” I said with a smirk, raising my hand. A golden glow encased it as I gestured to the sky.

I moved my hand back and forth, and the sun obediently followed my motions, settling perfectly in place before I dispelled the glow. The stunned silence that followed was priceless.

The wide-eyed expressions and slack jaws of everyone present made me burst into laughter. “Hahaha! Yo, you guys are gonna catch flies if you don’t close your mouths!”

“How… how did you do that?” Celestia stammered, her eyes wide with shock.

I turned to her, my mask hiding the smug grin I couldn’t suppress. “A magician never reveals his secrets,” I said simply, then turned to address the crowd.

“All right, everyone, you know the plan and your assignments. The areas you’ll be teleported to are already marked. Remember: you are to calmly and non-lethally subdue any resistance. Under no circumstances are you to harm civilians. If they attack, restrain them with the least amount of force necessary. Am I understood?”

“Yes, sir!” they shouted in unison.

“Good. Let’s get this started.”

I charged my chimera energy, and a large rune appeared beneath us, crackling with electricity. In a burst of lightning, we vanished, teleported to our destinations.

(Third POV - Canterlot City)

Chaos

Chaos was the only word that could describe the capital of Equestria at that moment. Initially, the city was quiet, though a tense unease hung in the air. The citizens knew their princesses, along with the Elements of Harmony, had led an army to confront the mysterious invaders—monsters who had abducted ponies from their homes. These creatures were said to be led by a shadowy figure, the same one responsible for destroying six buildings in the city almost two weeks ago.

But as the days passed without the princesses or the heroes returning, rumors began to spread. Whispers of defeat, failure, or worse ran rampant. Could it be possible? Princess Celestia and Princess Luna—goddesses of the sun and moon, rulers of Equestria—defeated? Alongside the six ponies who had vanquished countless threats before?

The idea was unthinkable… until it wasn’t.

A sudden flash of light appeared in the city center, blinding those nearby. As it faded, what was revealed sent a collective chill through the hearts of every pony present.

A crowd of unfamiliar creatures, monstrous and diverse, filled the square. Yet it wasn’t their sheer number or strange forms that crushed the spirits of the onlookers. It was who stood at the front of the group: the two princesses, the six Elements of Harmony, and several Equestrian soldiers, all shackled and restrained.

Leading them was him.

Sureiya Okumura.

For many ponies, this was their first time seeing him clearly. He stood taller than the average pony—at least 7’1”, towering over even Princess Luna by an inch. A hood and mask obscured most of his face, but piercing red eyes glowed from beneath the mask’s slits. What skin was visible was a dark, ebony brown, marked with intricate patterns unlike anything they’d seen before. His large, black draconic wings were fully extended, boasting an impressive 12-foot wingspan. Behind him, a long, thrashing tail with a venomous stinger only added to his imposing presence.

Panic quickly set in. Screams echoed through the streets as ponies fled to their homes, desperate to escape the army of creatures now standing in their midst. A few local guards attempted to intervene, but it took only a word from Sureiya—a reminder of the hostages they held—for them to falter.

Fear.

Sureiya could feel it radiating from every direction as he led the group through the streets toward the castle.

Reaching the castle doors, Sureiya and his forces encountered little resistance. The guards who remained were too paralyzed by fear to act.

Once inside, Sureiya grabbed the nearest staff member, a trembling maid whose wide eyes brimmed with tears.

“Can you do me a favor, please?” he asked gently, kneeling slightly to meet her gaze. “Gather every available staff member and have them meet in the throne room. Can you do that for me?”

His voice and the light scratching behind her ears were meant to comfort her, and while she nodded in agreement, her fear was still palpable.

“Y-Yes, sir,” she stammered before scurrying off to carry out his request.

Within 40 minutes, the castle staff had gathered in the throne room, nervous and anxious. Their whispers filled the space as they glanced at one another, wondering what would happen next.

Sureiya stood before them, his wings half-extended, drawing every eye to him.

“I’m sure most of you know who I am,” he began, his deep voice echoing through the chamber. “But for those who don’t, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Sureiya Okumura.

“Two days ago, your princesses, alongside the Elements of Harmony, led an invasion of my city. My people did not take kindly to such an act. Now, before you panic, let me assure you: everyone who participated in that invasion is alive. But their actions have consequences—consequences that you will all soon come to understand.

“To explain further, I need you to spread the word: there will be a royal announcement in two hours. Inform everyone. Am I clear?”

The staff nodded, fearful but compliant. Sureiya’s wings flared slightly, sending a faint but deliberate ripple of unease through the crowd before they dispersed to spread his message.

Sureiya turned his attention back to Celestia, Luna, and the Elements of Harmony, all of whom were shackled and subdued.

“I’m sure you’re wondering what’s going on,” he said, his tone cold. “The answer is simple. I can’t trust you not to try something like this again. You’ve gone too far off the deep end, and it’s clear you’ve failed to protect even your own subjects from each other.

“Until I believe you’re capable of handling your duties, Equestria will be under new management—my management.”

The reactions were immediate. Tears filled their eyes, and a chorus of whimpers and anguished cries filled the room. Fear, dread, and despair emanated from them in waves, but Sureiya stood firm.

For a moment, he almost felt like the villain they believed him to be. But he reminded himself: They brought this upon themselves.

And so, Sureiya turned and strode from the room, leaving them to grapple with the reality of their situation.

(2 hours later)

Sureiya made his way to the castle balcony that overlooked the city. He had taken the time to walk the halls and explore the castle, trying to familiarize himself with its layout and staff. Unfortunately, his attempts to connect with the staff had been largely unsuccessful—a situation that didn’t surprise him in the least.

As he explored the rooms, he selected the largest guest room for himself and his companions, ensuring their comfort. The room beside it was reserved for their daughter, Nezuko.

Speaking of Nezuko, her arrival had caused quite a stir. To say everyone was shocked by her appearance would be an understatement. Yet, she seemed to have better luck with the castle staff than Sureiya did. Sweet and adorable as she was, it was hard for anyone not to like her. However, a few staff members had given her the cold shoulder. This was something Sureiya knew he needed to address—they clearly hadn’t realized that Nezuko was his adopted daughter. He wouldn’t tolerate any disrespect toward her.

Sureiya also marked the rooms where his council members would stay, as well as those designated for the Elements of Harmony. The princesses were allowed to keep their rooms, but he had already conducted a thorough check to ensure there were no hidden passageways or escape routes. He found none.

Now, the time had come. Standing on the balcony, Sureiya looked out over the crowd of ponies, demi-monsters, and other races gathered below. He released a small amount of his bloodlust—just enough to capture their attention and silence the murmurs. Then he began to speak.

“Greetings, citizens of Equestria. My name is Sureiya Okumura. You’re probably wondering why I’m here, what’s going on, and where your princesses are. Allow me to explain. Your princesses, along with the Elements of Harmony, decided it was a good idea to invade my people. Why? Because some of their own subjects abandoned this so-called harmonious kingdom, seeking refuge in mine. They didn’t trust your corrupt system.

“Some of you might think, But this is the land of peace and harmony. What corruption could there possibly be? Well, let me enlighten you. For starters, you treat any race that isn’t a pony like second-class garbage. Some of you even believe it’s acceptable to enslave those you deem inferior.

“And let me add this—the icing on the cake,” Sureiya continued, his voice growing colder. “There are countless ponies from this very kingdom who were enslaved by their own peers. Why? Because their so-called equals believed their wealth and status gave them the right. I rescued those ponies. And do you know what they did?”

He let the question hang in the air, his gaze sharp as it swept over the crowd.

“They pledged their loyalty to me. I didn’t ask for it. I didn’t demand it. I told them they were free—welcome to stay in my city or return here. But why would they stay in a kingdom where their own kind enslaved them simply for thinking they were superior?

“When the time came for battle, those same ponies stood by my side on the battlefield. They faced your princesses as enemies. Now, what does that tell you?”

His words dripped with venom, each syllable cutting deeper into the silence that had gripped the crowd.

His words rippled through the crowd, sowing unease. Sureiya’s sharp eyes caught the nervous glances exchanged by some of the high-class nobles. Their guilt was plain as day. He made a mental note to have them brought in for questioning.

“Let me be clear,” he continued, his voice unwavering. “Your princesses came looking for a fight—a fight they lost. I’ve decided that I can no longer trust them to manage this kingdom responsibly. Until they prove themselves capable, Equestria is under new management—my management.”

Sureiya was accustomed to the looks of fear and dread that now spread through the crowd. Many ponies clung to their loved ones, some clutching their children as if afraid they would be snatched away.

“This change won’t impact your lives negatively,” he assured them, his tone firm but devoid of malice. “Not much will change. I’m not here to subjugate you, but to guide you toward a better path.

“I suggest you start adjusting to the new faces around you—you’ll be seeing them often. No one will be forced out of their homes to make room for my people. We’ll build our own spaces. All you need to do is tolerate their presence and learn to get along. As I said, we’re not here to enslave or dominate. We’re here to ensure a better future for everyone.”

He paused, allowing his words to sink in. “For now, all court sessions with the crown are on hold. They’ll resume next week on a regular schedule. If there are issues, I will handle them personally. Until then, I suggest you all begin adapting to your new reality.”

His voice remained steady and factual, offering no room for argument. Sureiya Okumura had spoken, and Equestria was now under his rule—whether they liked it or not.

I’M NOT THAT BAD PART 1

(Sureiya 1st pov)

Well, this could go one of two ways, I thought to myself as I woke up, stretching my limbs and feeling the satisfying pops in my joints. Sliding out of bed, I glanced back at the rest of my herd, who were still fast asleep, their breathing steady and peaceful. Smiling softly, I headed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, and freshened up before throwing on my clothes, mask included and stepping into the hallway.

The air was calm as I looked up and down the corridor, spotting my guards—not the Equestrian ones, as I didn’t fully trust them yet—patrolling the area with focus and diligence. My eyes landed on Swift Strike, who was making his rounds nearby.

Walking up to him, I greeted him casually, “Yo, Swift, what’s up, my guy?”

He stopped immediately, snapping into a salute. “My Lord, what can I do for you?”

I sighed, rolling my eyes. “Swift, we’ve talked about this. Drop the formalities before I find out how far up your ass I can shove my tail.”

He winced, then dropped his salute, giving me a nervous smile. “Sorry, Boss.”

I chuckled. “Don’t sweat it, man. I’m just messing with you. So, how’s it feel being back in Equestria and back in the guard, of all things?”

Swift’s expression grew thoughtful. “It’s… strange. Familiar, but not. I was part of Princess Luna’s Night Guard before I was enslaved, so this isn’t new. But, you know, it still feels off.”

I placed a hand on his shoulder. “Listen, if it ever gets too heavy, take a break. You’ve earned it, Swift.”

“Thanks, Boss,” he said with a small smile. “I appreciate you checking in.”

Just then, the sound of a door opening caught our attention. We both turned to see Nezuko stepping out of her room, rubbing her eyes sleepily.

“Well, someone’s up earlier than usual,” I said with a chuckle, walking over to her and scooping her into my arms.

“Morning, Daddy,” she mumbled, still half-asleep.

“Morning, half-pint,” I replied, kissing her forehead. “How about you head back inside, clean up, and brush your teeth? I’ll come get you for breakfast, okay?”

“Okay,” she said with a sleepy smile before I set her down and watched her head back into her room.

“Let’s pick this up later, Swift,” I said, giving him a nod as I headed down the hall.

As I walked, I noticed I was passing the rooms of the Elements of Harmony. Just as I was about to move on, I stopped in my tracks. Faint whimpering and soft crying came from behind one of the doors—Fluttershy’s, if I wasn’t mistaken.

For a moment, I considered leaving it alone, but my curiosity—and concern—got the better of me. Walking up to her door, I knocked lightly. There was no answer. I waited a moment, then knocked again, still patient.

Eventually, the door handle turned, and the door slowly creaked open. Fluttershy peeked out, her blue eyes wide with fear.

“Mind if I come in?” I asked gently.

Instead of answering, she backed away, retreating further into the room. I stepped inside cautiously, keeping my movements slow and non-threatening. She had backed herself into a corner of the bed, curling into a ball.

“Fluttershy,” I said softly, taking a small step closer.

Before I could say more, the door slammed open behind me. “What the hell are you doing?!”

I turned to see Rainbow Dash standing there, glaring at me with pure anger in her eyes. “Get away from her, you bastard!” she yelled, charging at me.

Swift Strike appeared out of nowhere, grabbing her mid-charge and holding her back. She thrashed in his grip, shouting accusations. “Why are you defending him?! He’s a monster!”

Swift’s jaw tightened. “Dash, stand down,” he said firmly before giving her a quick chop to the neck, knocking her out. He lifted her over his shoulder and carried her out, nodding at me before closing the door behind him.

Turning back to Fluttershy, I saw that her panic had only escalated. Her breathing was fast and shallow, and I could hear her heartbeat racing. She was moments away from a full-blown panic attack.

“Hey,” I said softly, approaching her cautiously. “It’s okay. You’re safe.”

She started thrashing the moment I touched her, like a trapped animal. Without thinking, I wrapped her in a firm but gentle embrace, unfurling my wings to wrap around her as well.

“Shh,” I murmured. “It’s okay. You’re okay. Just breathe.”

At first, she struggled harder, but as I tightened my hold just enough to make her feel secure, she began to calm. Her thrashing slowed, then stopped, and she leaned into my chest. The room grew silent except for the steady sound of my heartbeat.

“Good,” I whispered. “Now, breathe in… and out. Just like that.”

Following my lead, her breathing slowed, becoming steady and calm. I pulled back slightly, lifting her chin to look into her eyes. “Better?” I asked.

She nodded shyly.

“How about we take a walk?” I offered, holding out my hand.

After a moment of hesitation, she reached out and took it. Together, we stepped out into the hall, leaving the tension of the room behind us.

Exiting her room, I gently shut the door behind me, and we began walking through the castle. The silence between us was heavy, almost awkward, so I decided to break the ice. “So, Fluttershy, what kinds of things are you interested in?”

She hesitated, looking a little nervous. “Oh, um…” she mumbled, clearly unsure. I could see she was still uneasy around me, maybe even a little scared. Wanting to ease her tension, I decided to talk about something I thought she’d enjoy.

“You know,” I began, “when I was younger, I used to be a part-time veterinarian.”

Her eyes widened, a little spark of interest lighting up her face. “Really?” she asked, her tone a mixture of curiosity and excitement.

“Yeah, absolutely. I love animals, and I’ve always been pretty knowledgeable about them—especially reptiles. Snakes are some of my favorites, though they tend to scare most people away.” I chuckled softly at the memory.

“I take it you’re an animal lover too?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. To my satisfaction, she gave a small, shy smile and nodded.

I glanced at her cutie mark—a trio of butterflies—and added, “Judging by your cutie mark, I’m guessing your special talent involves animals?”

She nodded again, this time more enthusiastically. “Yes, actually. I can understand and communicate with animals, and I’m pretty good at taking care of them too. I even have an animal sanctuary back at my cottage in Ponyville.”

That gave me pause. Her love for animals reminded me of why I was here—trying to protect the vulnerable. After a deep breath, I said, “Fluttershy, I’m sorry for how things are right now. During the battle, I only knocked you out instead of fighting you like the others because, in your heart, I could feel you didn’t want to fight. Neither did Princess Luna, but she crossed the line when she aimed to kill me with that scythe.”

I sighed. “I’m not trying to be a villain, and I’m not trying to hurt anyone. That’s why I said I’m only taking over until they prove they can do better. You have no idea how many have suffered because of their negligence and misguidance.”

She tilted her head, curious. “What do you mean?”

I gave her a sad smile. “The first day I met you and your friends was also my first day in Equestria.”

Her brows furrowed in confusion. “Your first day in Equestria?”

I waved off the question for now. “I’ll explain later. The point is, as soon as I arrived, I could sense the misery in the air—not just from the demimonsters, but from other races too, even ponies.”

She blinked. “Demimonsters?”

“Yes,” I said firmly. “Calling them monsters just because of their appearance is wrong and cruel. A monster is a creature with no feelings, no care for others, and only seeks destruction. But these beings—these ‘demimonsters’—aren’t like that. They feel love, compassion, and fear, just like you and me. They have families, Fluttershy. So, tell me—do you think it’s right to call them monsters because of how they look?”

Her eyes softened as she shook her head. “No… you’re right. That is mean and unfair.”

I smiled and patted her head gently, earning a cute blush in return. “Say, would you like to help me get breakfast ready for everyone? I’m not entirely sure I trust the staff to avoid tampering with the food for me, my herd, or my daughter.”

She blinked in surprise. “You have a daughter?”

I chuckled. “Not biologically—she’s adopted. Her name is Nezuko. You might remember the little half-pony, half-lamia girl you saw.”

“Oh, her! I thought she was fascinating. Although…” Her expression turned somber. “Knowing what I know, I can only imagine her conception must be a dark story.”

“Unfortunately, that’s true,” I admitted, my voice soft. “But ever since I took her in, I’ve been doing everything I can to give her the happy life she deserves.” A smile crept onto my face as I thought of her.

“That’s very kind of you,” Fluttershy said with a small, genuine smile.

“Thanks,” I replied. “Now, how about we get breakfast started?”

“Okay,” she said, before glancing at herself and blushing. “But maybe I should take a shower first…”

“Go ahead. I’ll wait,” I assured her.

An Hour Later

After preparing enough breakfast for everyone, I sent a few guards to fetch the others, asking them to let everyone know Fluttershy was with me. That would likely bring the princesses and the rest of the Elements to the dining room.

As Fluttershy and I finished setting up the table, I looked over the spread. “Everything looks great. Nice work, Flutters,” I said, giving her a light pat on the back.

She blushed again. “I didn’t really do much—you’re the one who came up with the recipes and ingredients.”

“Nonsense. I wouldn’t have finished this quickly without your help.”

Just then, I heard the dining room doors swing open. “Alright, showtime,” I said with a grin. Balancing covered trays in my hands, on my head, and even on my tail, I carried them to the dining table.

The looks I got from my group were warm and pleasant, just as expected. From Celestia’s group? Not so much. The exception was Fluttershy, who followed me carrying the final tray, her expression calm and kind.

After setting down the trays, Fluttershy and I took our seats. By chance—or perhaps not—her seat was right next to mine.

“Alright, everyone, feel free to dig in,” I said with a smile as I used my magic to lift the lids.

The spread revealed an assortment of pancakes, eggs, hay bacon, hydra bacon (yes, bacon made from hydra), a variety of chopped fruits, and drinks of either milk or apple juice.

I could tell everyone, even Celestia and her group, were impressed by the display.

“Wow, darling, you really made all this?” Miia asked, her eyes wide with admiration.

“Well, I had a good bit of help from Fluttershy,” I replied, glancing at her with a smile. “She definitely made the process go faster.”

Fluttershy returned my smile, her cheeks tinged with the faintest blush. Her friends and even the princesses seemed to notice this small exchange, their gazes flickering between us.

“Umm, Fluttershy, sugarcube,” Applejack started, tilting her hat back, “is there somethin’ we need ta know about?”

Fluttershy looked at her in confusion. “What do you mean?”

“She means,” Rainbow Dash interjected, shooting me a suspicious glare, “why are you and this guy acting all buddy-buddy all of a sudden?”

“Oh, that,” Fluttershy murmured, her voice soft as she glanced down at the table. “Well, um, after the misunderstanding this morning, he helped me calm down from a panic attack. We got to talking, and… I learned quite a bit about him.”

Her voice was honest and calm, though I could tell she was still a bit shy about explaining. I decided to chime in to ease the tension.

“Fluttershy and I just had a chance to connect,” I said, addressing Rainbow Dash’s glare with a steady look. “Turns out we have more in common than you might think. She’s an amazing person, and I’m glad we got to talk.”

Fluttershy gave me a small smile, but her friends clearly didn’t like me. Neither did Celestia. Luna, on the other hand, had a more thoughtful expression, as if she were trying to study me.

“So now you’re trying to corrupt Miss Fluttershy, just like you corrupted my ponies—making them fight against me,” Celestia spat.

“The only thing corrupted here is this kingdom,” a voice interjected.

I turned to see Skyfall, trembling in her armor. Not in fear, but rage. Her glare at Celestia was so intense it could cut through steel.

“Sureiya saved me from those damned slavers. For years, I was abused—used like a toy. And it wasn’t just me. So many creatures, ponies and non-ponies alike, were exploited for the sick pleasures of others. Not even the children were spared. And yet, none of you came. It was all Sureiya. He saved us. He even personally helped us through the aftermath and the trauma.”

Her voice was filled with conviction and pain, unmistakable to anyone listening. Eventually, she took a few deep breaths to calm herself.

“I apologize for my outburst, my lord,” she said, looking at me.

“You have nothing to apologize for,” I said gently. “Holding things in like that is never good for you. If you wish, you may retire for the day and take some time for yourself.”

“Thank you, sir.” She bowed before leaving her position.

I looked back at Celestia and the rest of the ponies. Their faces were twisted with a mix of emotions—sorrow, denial, and anger.

“Enough of all this,” I said, clapping my hands. “Fluttershy and I didn’t prepare this food just for it to go to waste. Everyone, dig in.” I began serving myself a generous helping of the food, and soon the others followed suit. The ponies, however, avoided the hydra bacon, considering they didn’t eat meat. That made it all the more surprising when Nezuko grabbed both hydra bacon and hay bacon.

“Wait, you’re actually going to eat that meat?” Fluttershy asked in surprise.

“Well, yes! I love hydra bacon. Though it’s not as good as Mama Boosette’s manticore sausage,” Nezuko replied casually, causing the others to look a little green.

“So, do you make her eat meat?” Applejack asked, pointing an accusatory finger at me.

“I don’t make her eat meat. She eats it because she’s omnivorous—half-lamia, remember? Believe me, I was just as surprised as you when I first saw it.”

I glanced over at Nezuko and noticed her eating rather messily. “Nezuko, sweetie, you’re making a mess. Don’t forget to use your napkin,” I reminded her gently.

“Oops! Sorry, Daddy,” she said sheepishly.

“Daddy?” the ponies exclaimed in unison, except for Fluttershy, who already knew.

“Yes, Nezuko is my adopted daughter. I took her in after rescuing her from one of those slave hideouts.”

Piling the last bit of food onto my plate, I poured myself a glass of milk and apple juice. I cut a piece of pancake and slid it under my mask to savor the taste.

I noticed the looks I was getting from the ponies. “What?” I asked quizzically.

“Well, no offense, babe, but maybe you should lose the mask,” Rumi suggested.

She had a point. Building trust would be easier if they could see my face. Slowly, I pulled back my hood and removed my mask, revealing myself.

The ponies’ reactions were mixed—shock, curiosity, and interest. Fluttershy, sitting beside me, tentatively reached out, her fingers brushing against my face.

“Would you like to examine my teeth as well, Dr. Fluttershy?” I teased, making her blush and pull her hand back.

“S-Sorry,” she squeaked.

“You’re fine,” I assured her with a wave of my hand.

“What are you?” Twilight asked, her curiosity piqued.

“Well, used to be human,” I explained.

“What’s a human?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

“Humans are creatures many believe to be descended from apes. Religiously, it depends on the belief system, but humans are often thought to be created by gods or divine beings.”

“Darn it, I wish I had a quill and parchment,” she muttered, realizing the anti-magic ring on her horn prevented her from summoning them.

I pointed a finger at her horn, concentrating. The ring glowed faintly before disappearing.

Twilight looked at me in surprise. “As long as you behave and cause no trouble, I’ll leave it off. Same goes for you, Rarity.”

I turned to Celestia and Luna. “You two, on the other hand, will have to earn that privilege. Nothing personal, but considering we’re in this mess because of you, I’m sure you understand.”

Twilight immediately summoned a quill and parchment, scribbling furiously.

“All right,” I said. “What else do you want to know?”

“You said you were human before. Are you no longer human?” Twilight asked.

I paused, considering my response. I could tell them the truth, but it might freak them out. I didn’t believe they were ready to hear about Faust—the goddess who created this world and brought me here. Still, I decided to share some of the truth while leaving out the details about her.

“Well, no, not anymore. Physically, I resemble a human—except for the fangs, claws, tail, and wings—but I’m far from human now. The only thing about me that’s still human is my feelings and emotions.”

“So, what are you now? How did you become this way? And why haven’t I heard of your species before?” Twilight pressed.

For the first time, Luna spoke up. “Indeed, I don’t think I’ve ever heard of such a creature.”

“Neither have I,” Celestia admitted, surprisingly chiming in.

“That’s because I’m not from your world—or even your universe. I’m still trying to figure out which it is,” I replied casually.

“WHAT?!” they all shouted in unison, except for my group, who already knew my story.

“So you’re an alien?” Twilight asked, scribbling furiously on her parchment.

“Pretty much,” I said, glancing at her quill and paper, which looked like they might catch fire from how fast she was writing.

“How did you get here?” she asked.

“I died,” I said simply.

Her quill froze mid-stroke, and everyone at the table stared at me.

“Bullshit! If you were dead, how are you here right now?” Rainbow Dash challenged.

“It’s called reincarnation. I died and was reborn into this world.”

“He ain’t lyin’, y’all,” Applejack said, astonished, her expression mirrored by everyone else.

“But how? I mean, seeing what we saw on the battlefield—what could’ve been strong enough to kill you?” Twilight asked.

“Well, like I said, I wasn’t always like this. As a human, I was nowhere near as strong as I am now. The strength I have now is something humans could only dream of. Humans aren’t very sturdy. For example, someone like Rainbow Dash or Fluttershy wouldn’t be considered physically strong here, but in my world, a swift kick from one of them could easily kill a human.”

I paused, then continued. “As for how I died, it was an accident. I was driving my car when a deer ran out in front of me. Before you ask, a car is like a metal carriage, but it runs on an engine and is driven from the inside.”

“Kind of like the train?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“Exactly, but much smaller. Anyway, I swerved to avoid the deer and ended up crashing into some trees. One of the branches pierced through the windshield—straight into my heart.”

I fell silent for a moment, reflecting on the memory. “The pain wasn’t from the branch. It was realizing I’d never see my family, friends, or my girlfriend, who was pregnant with my child, ever again.”

A soft hand touched my shoulder. I looked over to see Fluttershy gazing at me with tears in her eyes. She wasn’t the only one—Pinkie Pie, Twilight, and even Luna shared the same expression.

Twilight cleared her throat, shifting the conversation. “If you don’t mind me asking, what are you now?”

“I’m what I call a Chimera Beast,” I said.

“Chimera Beast?” Twilight repeated, scribbling on her parchment again.

“Yep. It’s fitting. A chimera isn’t just a creature; it’s also a term used to describe something made from many different parts. My soul was changed and fused with what I call a Chimera Spirit—an entity created from the combined souls of various supernatural beings: werewolves, vampires, skinwalkers, Shinigami, false angels, false demons, and even actual angels and demons.”

As soon as I said “demon,” all the ponies’ eyes widened. Even Fluttershy looked slightly nervous, which stung a bit.

“So… you’re part demon?” Rarity stuttered.

“Yes, but don’t forget I’m also part angel. That’s why I can do things like heal wounds, as I did for you in those cells. It’s also why so many of the people I rescued were able to recover from their trauma so quickly. In a way, I’m a combination of nearly every supernatural creature that exists.”

My words seemed to calm Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, Twilight, and Luna. However, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Celestia, and Rarity were back on edge.

“So that’s it,” Rainbow Dash said accusingly. “You’ve come to dominate this entire world because you’re a demon!”

“Bruh, what did I just tell you? I’m not just a demon,” I said, exasperated. “And besides, like I said during my speech yesterday, I’m not here to enslave anyone or destroy anything. I’m here because this world is falling apart, and if things don’t change, it’s going to get worse.”

“I believe you,” Fluttershy said softly.

“Fluttershy, you’re crazy! How can you believe the word of a demon?” Rainbow Dash exclaimed.

“Because if he wanted to, he could’ve done far worse than what he did on the battlefield,” Fluttershy replied firmly. “Don’t forget, we started a war with him. He had every right to kill us, but he didn’t. Not to mention, he defeated Princess Celestia and Luna with ease. If he wanted to subjugate the other kingdoms, I don’t think it’d be much of a challenge for him.”

Rainbow Dash opened her mouth to argue but couldn’t find the words. She crossed her arms and pouted instead.

“Okay, look,” I said, trying to ease the tension. “Let’s save the rest of this conversation for another time. Twilight, if you have more questions, I’ll set aside time for a Q&A session with you later today. Sound good?”

“Really? Oh, how wonderful!” she said, clapping her hands in excitement.

“Egghead,” Rainbow muttered under her breath.

The rest of breakfast passed in relative silence, with everyone focusing on their food.

For now, I’d say today was a success. I managed to win over Fluttershy, which, honestly, wasn’t too hard. All it really took was being kind and gentle—something she seemed to respond to almost instinctively.

Next, I’m thinking of focusing on either Pinkie Pie or Twilight. Based on their reactions when I told them about my death—and how they calmed down when I reminded them that I’m also half-angel—they seem like the easiest to reach next. Pinkie’s emotional openness and Twilight’s thirst for knowledge both provide unique angles to connect with them.

In theory, I could try working on Luna too, but I think it’d be better to tackle her and Celestia together. I’m already aware of the Nightmare Moon incident, and I’d rather not risk creating another divide by addressing them separately. It feels like that situation is a delicate thread—one that needs careful handling.

For now, though, I’d say things are going pretty well.

Author's Note

Yep we’re here. I hope everyone had a great Christmas and I wish everybody safety into the new year. Also heads up no none of the mane six will romantically be involved with Sureiya

I’M NOT THAT BAD PART 2

Author's Note

my people how have you been doing hope all is well I’m freezing my balls off it’s 15 degrees right now where I live until next time

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

I’M NOT THAT BAD PART 2

(Twilight 1st pov)
To say I was excited this morning would be an understatement. After breakfast, Sureiya had set up a time for our Q&A session, and I was currently on my way there. I was being escorted by two of his elite warriors—both from what he called the Demi-Monster race. They were Kijans, which I’d been told were an evolved form of ogres with incredible magic potential.

If I remembered correctly, their names were Benimaru and Souei. The walk was quiet and a little awkward, so—against my better judgment—I decided to try breaking the ice.
“Umm… so, how long have you two been Kijans?” I asked hesitantly, inwardly cringing at myself.

Both of them raised an eyebrow, glancing at me curiously.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to sound rude,” I added quickly, ears folding back as I looked down. “It’s just… from what I’ve been told, Kijans are an evolved species of ogres. I was just curious, have you two been Kijans for long, or…?” My voice trailed off under their continued gaze.

I prepared myself for silence and felt a bit embarrassed for trying to make conversation. But to my surprise, Benimaru spoke, a small smile appearing on his face.
“We’ve been Kijans for a little over a week now,” he said. “When we first met Lord Sureiya, we were just ogres. Thanks to him, we were able to evolve. In fact, most of the others here evolved because of him.”

“Wow, that’s… incredible,” I replied, scratching the back of my head. “I mean, after the one-sided beatdown we got, I guess that should’ve been obvious, huh?” I laughed sheepishly.

Souei looked at me curiously. “You know, I’m surprised you’re making the effort to talk with us,” he admitted.

“Well,” I began, “I honestly don’t see the whole ‘different species equals evil’ thing. I have a friend back in Ponyville—he’s my number one assistant. He helped me keep the library I lived in organized. Most importantly, though, he’s like a little brother to me… and he’s not even a pony.”

“Is that so?” Benimaru asked, his tone slightly intrigued.

“Yeah,” I said, smiling fondly. “He’s a dragon. Still a teenager, though—only 18. I actually hatched him during my entrance exam for Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns.”

Benimaru raised an eyebrow, and Souei’s expression softened slightly as I continued.

“Originally, they were just going to send him back to the Dragon Lands, but no one knew where his egg had come from—it had washed up in a river. So, I decided to take care of him myself. We’ve been together ever since, and… he means the world to me.”

Benimaru nodded thoughtfully. “I see… You are indeed blessed with a kind heart,” he said. “We believe you’re not someone to be judged by your past or circumstances. Lord Sureiya thinks so, too. Perhaps you’ve just been… misled about a lot of things in life, same for your friends .”

His words lingered in the air, and I felt a sense of warmth at their sincerity as we continued walking.

Soon, we arrived at what I assumed was Sureiya’s room. Souei reached out and knocked. A few seconds later, the door opened.

“Well, hello there, Miss Bookworm,” Sureiya greeted me with an easy smile. “I assume you’re here for our little Q&A session?” he asked while stepping aside to let me in.

“Yes, I am! I have so many questions!” I said enthusiastically.

“All right then, let’s get started,” he said before leaning over to whisper something into Benimaru’s ear. Benimaru nodded and walked away.

Sureiya gestured for me to sit down as he took a seat in a chair. I glanced around the room and noticed it was one of the luxurious guest rooms—like the ones Celestia usually reserved for important ambassadors from other kingdoms.

“Okay, I’m pretty sure you’ve still got your notes from the questions I answered earlier at breakfast. So, what else do you have for me?” he asked, crossing his arms across his chest.

“Right! My first question is about your world,” I said, preparing my quill and parchment. “Since you mentioned earlier that you aren’t from our world, what was it like?”

He leaned back in thought, rubbing his chin. “Hmm… There isn’t one word to describe it. Some might call it ordinary, others chaotic. Fascinating at times, but also deeply flawed.”

“Could you elaborate?” I asked.

“Sure. Humans, as a species, are… complicated,” he began. “Don’t get me wrong; we’re big on love, friendship, and community. But we’re also incredibly messy. It doesn’t take much for us to turn on each other. All that harmony we work so hard to build? It’s almost always torn apart by our own hands.”

He looked at me with a serious expression. “My world has faced its fair share of bloodshed—all of it caused by humans, the only sentient and dominant species on the planet. We create most of our problems, usually over petty things.”

I felt my stomach tighten at his words but pressed on. “How so?”

“Well,” he said, leaning forward, “let’s start with how humans divide themselves. You know how ponies are separated by race—unicorns, pegasi, earth ponies, and alicorns?”

I nodded.

“In my world, humans are divided by nationality and skin color. For example, I’m what you’d call African American, or ‘Black,’ because of my skin tone.”

“But you’re not black,” I pointed out. “Your skin is more like chocolate brown.”

He shrugged. “Fair point. I’ve never understood the name myself. All I know is that my ancestors came from a continent called Africa.”

His voice grew quieter. “My race doesn’t have the best history. At one point, nearly my entire race was enslaved.”

I froze, my quill pausing mid-air. Hearing him say that made my heart race. Enslaved? Oh dear Celestia… was that why he took things so personally? Was he still holding onto that pain? Was he—

My panicked thoughts were cut short as Sureiya placed a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see him watching me with a calm, concerned expression.

“Relax,” he said softly. “That all happened a long time ago—centuries before I was even born. My people overcame it, though it left a pretty big scar on our history. And honestly? That’s not even the worst of it.”

My eyes widened. “Not the worst? How could it get worse than that?”

He sighed. “At one point, my entire world was locked in not one, but two wars. They called them the ‘World Wars.’ During the second one, there was a man named Adolf Hitler. He believed in something called ‘Aryan supremacy,’ which basically meant he thought white Germans were superior to all other races. Anyone who didn’t fit into his ‘perfect world’—especially Jewish people—was, in his eyes, a threat.”

I shivered as he continued. “He led a political group called the Nazis, and their sole purpose became eradicating anyone who didn’t fit into their vision. Millions of innocent people were massacred. By the end of that war, the world had changed forever.”

“By Celestia’s mane, his world has endured horrors the likes of which Equestria has never seen,” I thought, my mind spinning.

“I’m sorry… can we take a break? This is… a lot to take in,” I finally said, my voice shaky.

Sureiya gave me a soft, understanding smile. His black dragon-like wings shifted slightly as he nodded. “Of course. I don’t blame you. My world’s history is dark, but there’s plenty of good in it too. Whenever you’re ready, we can have another Q&A session.”

I nodded silently, still processing. Despite the heaviness of the conversation, I realized something: he wasn’t just a ruthless monster. There was more to him than I’d assumed.

(Sureiya’s POV)

With the session over, I knew my next step. Twilight was starting to see a different side of me, but I needed to reach another pony—Pinkie Pie.

Walking the halls, I hoped fate would help me out, and sure enough, she came around the corner. She stopped abruptly, nearly colliding with me.

“Oh! Sorry about that, Pinkie,” I said, stepping back to give her space.

“It’s fine,” she replied, but her voice was hollow, her demeanor subdued. Her mane, usually so poofy and bright, had deflated slightly. She looked away, avoiding my gaze, and I could feel her unease.

I sighed internally. She didn’t trust me. Not that I blamed her. Considering the circumstances, and everything that has happened, these ponies had every reason to see me as a threat. But I wasn’t here to hurt anyone. I was here to show them I wasn’t the villain they thought I was and that they could do better.

I tried a different approach, offering her a small smile. “Hey, Pinkie, what do you say we make something special for everybody ?”

Her ears twitched slightly, and she looked at me cautiously. “Something special?”

“Yeah,” I said, my tone light and inviting. “An ice cream cake.”

Her head tilted. “Ice cream… cake?”

“You’ve never had one?” I asked, already sensing the answer and not liking it.

She shook her head. “No. I… don’t think so.”

I froze, staring at her like she’d just confessed she’d never laughed in her life. No ice cream cake? How? Why? My brain struggled to process it.

“You’ve never had an ice cream cake?” I repeated, my voice incredulous.

“Nope,” she said, glancing away again, still guarded.

That was it. This was my chance to connect with her. Without another word, I gently scooped her up and slung her over my shoulder.

“Pinkie Pie, this cannot stand. We’re fixing it now.”

“Wait! What are you—?!” she squeaked, but I was already sprinting toward the kitchen, i was going to correct this injustice.

When we arrived, I set her down gently. She wobbled, looking more confused than ever. “What’s going on?”

I gave her my most sincere smile. “Today, I’m going to teach you how to make the greatest dessert my world has ever created: the legendary ice cream cake.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and I could see a flicker of curiosity, though her trust wasn’t fully there yet.

As we started, the kitchen quickly became a mix of chaos and laughter. At first, Pinkie was hesitant, watching me closely as if expecting a trap. But as we worked together, her guard started to lower.

When I handed her the mixing bowl, she accidentally, no fuck that, she purposefully flung ice cream onto my face. I froze, my expression exaggeratedly serious.

“You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” I said in mock accusation.

Her lips twitched. “Maaaybe…”

“Well then,” I said, grabbing a dollop of whipped cream. “Let me return the favor.” I flicked it at her, and she let out a surprised squeal before laughing—a genuine, lighthearted laugh.

The tension began to melt away as we layered cake and ice cream, decorated with frosting, and added sprinkles. At some point, her mane began to reinflate, her usual bubbly energy creeping back.

When the cake was done, she looked at it with wide, sparkling eyes. “It’s so… perfect!”

“And it’s all thanks to teamwork,” I said, wiping some frosting off my fingers.

Pinkie turned to me, her expression softer now. “You’re… not what I expected.”

I smiled. “I get that a lot. But I promise, Pinkie, I’m not here to hurt anyone. I just want to make things better.”

She stared at me for a moment before nodding. “Okay. I’ll give you a chance.”

As we carried the cake to share with the others, I felt a small sense of pride. For the third time, I felt like I’d taken a real step toward earning their trust. And judging by the way Pinkie was bouncing beside me, I’d say it was a most definitely a step in the right direction.

As we put the ice cream cake in the freezer to keep it cold, the kitchen doors swung open, revealing Souei, who gave a respectful bow. “My lord, we have done as you asked,” he said with quiet confidence.

“Perfect. Please retrieve Twilight for me,” I replied before turning to Pinkie Pie. “Care to join me?” I asked.

Her only response was to somehow magically appear on my shoulders, kicking her legs playfully like a child, a goofy smile plastered across her face.

Shaking my head in amusement, I began walking to my destination. I couldn’t help but think that Pinkie Pie and I were going to get along just fine.

As I left the kitchen and headed toward the throne room, I heard Twilight’s familiar voice behind me. “Umm… Mr. Sureiya, why is Pinkie Pie on your shoulders?”

I turned to see the lavender unicorn staring at us with a mix of confusion and curiosity. From her perch on my shoulders, Pinkie Pie waved enthusiastically.

“Hi, Twilight! Have you ever been up here? It’s so high! Although, given the fact that he’s an inch taller than Princess Luna, I guess it’s to be expected!” Pinkie chirped, clearly enjoying herself.

Twilight’s baffled expression begged for an intervention, so I decided to step in. “Never mind that, Twilight. I’m sure you’re wondering why I summoned you here.”

“Yes… I’m not in trouble, am I?” she asked nervously.

I reached out to gently pat her on the head. “No, you’re not in trouble. There’s just something I want to share with you.”

Twilight tilted her head, curious, as I continued. “One of my unique abilities is having extremely sharp hearing. My hearing is so precise that I can pick up the sound of your heart pumping blood and your lungs expanding as you breathe. It’s also how I can tell when someone is lying to me—I can hear their pulse quicken.”

Twilight’s eyes widened. “But… I haven’t lied to you about anything, I swear!” she said in a panic.

“Easy,” I reassured her. “I know you haven’t. I’m telling you this because I overheard your conversation earlier with Benimaru and Souei about your friend. And… well…”

I trailed off as we reached the doors to the throne room. Pushing them open, I revealed Benimaru and Souei standing on either side of a young dragon.

The dragon stood about 5’10”, his purple scales gleaming in the light. Green spines adorned his back, and light green fins framed his head. He wore a purple hoodie and ripped blue jeans, his emerald-green eyes glancing around nervously—until they landed on Twilight.

“Spike!” Twilight cried, zooming toward the young dragon with a speed that would’ve impressed even Rainbow Dash. She threw her arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace.

Spike winced slightly, though the expression quickly melted into joy as he hugged her back. “I’m so glad you’re okay!” Twilight said, her voice full of emotion.

“I’m glad you’re okay too,” Spike replied, his voice tinged with relief. “When I heard about everything that happened… I was scared. I was told that Equestria was… conquered.”

“Well, I wouldn’t exactly say ‘conquered.’ It’s just under temporary new management,” I quipped, stepping closer.

Spike froze, his eyes narrowing as he moved in front of Twilight protectively. “I’ve heard about you. You’re the guy Twilight and the others went off to fight. Don’t you dare get near her!”

I couldn’t help but admire his bravery. Despite his fear, he stood firm, ready to protect someone he cared about. There was potential in this young dragon.

“Spike, it’s okay,” Twilight reassured him. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but… he’s not a bad guy. His methods may be a bit… extreme, but he’s shown us how flawed Equestria really was and how blind we were to it.”

Spike blinked, confused. “What do you mean?”

“We’ll talk about it later. For now, you two catch up. We’ll have something special at dinner tonight to celebrate this beautiful moment,” I said warmly.

“Ohhh! So that’s why we made the special dessert!” Pinkie Pie chimed in from her perch on my shoulders, making Spike look up at her in bewilderment.

“Umm… Pinkie?” Spike asked, utterly puzzled.

“Hi, Spike!” Pinkie waved cheerfully.

Spike looked back at Twilight and me, searching for answers. We both just shrugged.

“Right… don’t question it. Just Pinkie being Pinkie,” he muttered to himself. His resigned tone made me chuckle, but I couldn’t help but wonder what it really meant.

“Alright, I’ll leave you two to catch up,” I said, giving them a parting wave. “See you at dinner.”

With that, I turned and headed toward my room, looking forward to catching up on some reading. It had been a long day, but moments like this made everything worthwhile.

One thing was certain—there was something about that Spike kid. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but I could feel his potential. The fact that he was willing to stand up to me, even knowing who I was and what I was capable of, had earned my respect. That kind of courage and determination didn’t come around often.

I knew I could help him become something great; it was just a matter of getting to know him better. If I could figure him out, maybe I could take him under my wing, shape him into something extraordinary.

The thought of having my own apprentice brought a smile to my face. How wonderful that could be. Things were definitely about to get a lot more interesting.

IM NOT THAT BAD PART 3

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FAMILY VISITS

Author's Note

OK folks please enjoy. I know the pacing for these chat business stories seems slow but trust me all this is just one big buildup. You’re gonna enjoy when everything hits was supposed to. We’re still in the chill arcs Until then

Kurayami o tanoshimu/ revel in the darkness

FAMILY VISITS

(Sureiya’s POV)

I sat up in bed, managing to slip out of my herd’s grip as I stretched. Walking to the window, I focused on the horizon and raised the sun. It still felt weird doing this, but I was getting used to it. Afterward, I headed to the bathroom for a quick shower.

As I stood under the hot water, letting it run down my back, my mind drifted to my agenda for today. The trash fire that was called court had been somewhat of a success yesterday. Although, by the end of it, we had knocked back so many shots just to dull the headaches we’d gotten from dealing with all the bullshit. I had to carry both Celestia and Luna to their rooms afterward. Turns out, they really can’t handle alcohol for shit.

Today, I figured I’d focus on gaining the trust of the remaining Elements. I already had Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Twilight, and even Spike on my side. Luna, too—I was pretty sure of that.

Now, I just needed to earn the trust of Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, and, of course, Celestia. Celestia was still going to be a long-term project, but I felt like I had a solid plan for the others.

While contemplating my next steps, I heard the bathroom door creak open. I didn’t bother looking back—I already knew who it was from their scent alone.

“Morning, Miia,” I said casually.

A soft giggle followed as I felt her presence slide into the shower. Warm arms wrapped around my chest from behind, and her long tail coiled around my waist.

“Am I really that noticeable to you?” she asked teasingly.

“Well, for one, lamias have a very distinct scent. And two, I know you like to shower early in the morning to warm up your body—you are cold-blooded, after all,” I replied with a smirk.

She sighed against my back. “You’re right… Thank you,” she murmured.

I turned around to face her, taking in her beauty—the way her vibrant red hair cascaded down her shoulders, her reddish-pink scales shimmering under the steam, and her golden amber eyes locking onto mine. She was breathtaking.

Leaning in, I pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. My hands slid down her back before firmly squeezing her ass. Despite being partially covered in scales, it was still soft and perfectly squishy—my fingers sinking deep into her plush cheeks as I squeezed.

She tensed up before pulling back, her face flushed. “Oh, darling, you’re so touchy this morning,” she teased.

“Yeah, well, it’s been a stressful week,” I admitted, smirking. “Maybe I need a little….stress relief.”

Miia’s blush deepened, but she smiled playfully. “Maybe… I can help with that,” she whispered, leaning in for another kiss.

Our lips met again, but this time, she slipped her tongue into my mouth, trying to assert dominance. Cute. But I was far more skilled—easily overpowering her attempts, making her submit to me without even trying.

Breaking the kiss, I looked into her dazed, lust-filled eyes. “We’re gonna have to make this quick,” I warned. “The others will not be happy if they find out we did this without them.”

Miia let out a husky breath. “I’ll try…” she whispered, her voice dripping with anticipation.

(30 Minutes Later…)

We almost got away with it. Almost.

But then Shion decided to snitch.

Apparently, she was mad that I didn’t invite her, which was ridiculous considering she literally lives inside my body. She could’ve joined whenever she wanted. Hell, she gets more alone time with me than any of the other girls. She can literally have me whenever she wants.

Still, I knew what this meant—I was going to have to make it up to the others tonight.

For now, though, I had other things to deal with.

Standing in front of Benimaru’s door, I knocked firmly.

“Yo, Beni, I got a job for you and the others,” I called out.

After a minute, the door opened. Benimaru, usually formal and composed, looked slightly annoyed—understandable, given that I had woken him up abruptly.

“Sorry, man. I swear, you can go back to sleep after I talk to you,” I reassured him. “When you’re fully awake, I want you and the others to travel to these locations and search for these people.” I handed him a list.

Benimaru glanced down at it, then back up at me. “Any particular reason?” he asked.

“Yeah. It’s part of my plan to get some of these ponies to trust us.”

He studied me for a moment before nodding.

“You can finish your nap, but when you can, please get on that,” I added politely.

“Of course, my Lord,” he said, saluting before closing the door.

With that handled, I started strolling through the castle, taking in the quiet moment before hearing shions voice in my head.

“You know, Master, I’ve been thinking… I believe it’s time for me to formally introduce myself to the others.”

I smirked. “Awesome. Although, I gotta ask—why are you just now deciding to show yourself?”

“Well, at first, it was because—like you—I didn’t necessarily trust them. But trust is a two-way street, isn’t it? I figured introducing myself officially might give them more reason to trust you.”

I thought about it for a moment. She… actually had a point.

“Okey-dokey, then. Whenever you feel it’s appropriate. Just—for the love of Yahweh and Faust—have some decent clothes on.”

“Spoilsport,” she pouted in my head. “Fine, I’ll wear something… appropriate.”

“Thank you.”

After walking for a decent amount of time, I ran into someone I wasn’t expecting to see so soon.

Rarity.

She rounded the corner and collided straight into me.

“Oh, shit—my bad, Rarity,” I said, quickly offering a hand to help her up.

She looked extremely hesitant at first, her body tense, but after a brief pause, she accepted my hand. I helped her to her feet.

And that’s when I finally got a good look at her.

Rarity always carried herself with elegance, but today? Damn.

She was dressed in a fitted white blouse, unbuttoned just enough to hint at the soft curves underneath, with sheer lace detailing along the sleeves, giving her outfit a subtle air of sophistication. A sleek, form-fitting high-waisted skirt hugged her hips perfectly, stopping mid-thigh—modest, but with just the right amount of allure. She paired it with black stockings, seamlessly tucked into stylish heeled ankle boots that clicked softly against the floor.

Her signature violet curls were styled in a flawless cascade over one shoulder, effortlessly framing her face, Elegant. Classy. And just the right amount of sexy.

And here I was, standing like an idiot, trying not to let my gaze linger too long.

Then… silence.

Very awkward silence.

I wasn’t sure what to say at first, but then I remembered something Pinkie had told me—some of her friends’ likes and dislikes. Might as well start there.

“So… I hear you’re a bit of a fashionista. That true?” I asked, trying to break the ice.

That seemed to be the right move because she perked up ever so slightly.

“Why, yes, of course! In fact, I own a clothing boutique in Ponyville,” she said, a hint of pride in her voice.

I nodded. “Ever thought about expanding? Opening one in some of the bigger cities? I’ve never seen your work personally, but judging by how you carry yourself, I can only imagine you have an excellent eye for design.”

Her posture straightened slightly, and she gave me a pleased smile.

“Darling, you have no idea! I actually designed this outfit myself,” she said, her voice brimming with excitement.

Alright.

Looked like I was finally making some progress.

“Really? Dang, talk about a flawless job,” I said, admiring her outfit. “Fashion designers and models in my world would kill to get their hands on you. Heck, any celebrity would.”

My comment seemed to make her smile in appreciation. Seeing this, I decided to go ahead and hash out my apology.

“Also, Rarity… I’m truly sorry for everything that happened. There was no need for me to be so brutal on that battlefield, but sometimes… I lose myself in a fight. One of the downsides of being part demon.” I gently took her hand in mine and pressed a soft kiss against it before looking into her eyes. “I don’t think I could ever really forgive myself for harming such a beautiful lady.”

My words and gesture had the desired effect. Her cheeks turned pink, and she looked away, flustered.

“Oh, my… Such a true gentlestallion…” she murmured before clearing her throat. “Well… to be honest, when I look back at the situation, we were the ones in the wrong. So, if I’m being completely truthful, you have nothing to apologize for… But I do appreciate it either way,” she said with a small smile.

“You know,” I said, tilting my head slightly, “if you’re interested, I could show you some demonstrations of my world’s fashion sense.”

Her eyes immediately lit up, practically sparkling at my words. “Oh my! I had a feeling your world’s fashion would be interesting!”

“You’re right. I’m not even that into fashion myself, but trust me—my world definitely has a sense of it,” I said with a smirk. “I actually have a few different outfits I’d be willing to model for you, if you’re interested. Might even give you some inspiration.”

“Really? Oh, darling, that would be splendid! Thank you!” she said excitedly.

“No problem. I’ll set up some time for us later this week. Sound good?” I extended my hand for a handshake.

“Why, yes! That sounds delightful!” She grasped my hand in a gentle shake.

I nodded before turning to leave but then paused. “Oh, one more thing.” I reached up and removed the anti-magic ring from her horn. “I feel like you’ve earned this. You’ve been on pretty good behavior.”

She looked at me in surprise before smiling in genuine appreciation. “Thank you, darling… I must admit, I was starting to feel very disconnected from my magic.”

After that, we parted ways.

(Later, in the Kitchen)

I made my way to the kitchen, where my newly appointed chefs were hard at work. Steel Horn, now the head chef of the castle . Alongside him were two griffins and two ponies.

The two griffins, Greta and Ciara, were both quite the sight. Greta had sleek black feathers covering her falcon-like head, and a leopard-spotted lower half, while Ciara had warm brown feathers and a powerful, black jaguar-like body. Both were curvy and carried themselves with the effortless confidence common to griffins.

The two ponies, both stallions, were a pair of Earth pony brothers—Perfect Slice and Acquired Taste. Yeah… pony names were weird. They weren’t the biggest or burliest of Earth ponies, but damn, those niggas could cook.

“Hey guys, got a tall order for you,” I said, stepping into the kitchen. “We’re gonna be having some extra guests later.”

“Of course, sir,” they all said in unison, giving me a respectful nod.

With that idea planted, I hoped things would go smoothly.

(A Few Hours Later)

sitting in my room, catching up on some reading. The books I had found in the old abandoned castle in the Everfree had proven very interesting.

A knock at my door snapped me out of my focus.

Standing up, I opened the door to find Benimaru waiting for me.

“My Lord, me and the others have retrieved the guests you invited to the castle,” he reported.

“Great. Give me a few minutes, then send them into the throne room,” I instructed.

He nodded before walking away to carry out the task.

With a deep breath, I got myself ready. Pulling on my black pants and boots, I slipped on my black trench coat—the hood lined with silver, my Chimera symbol emblazoned across the back. Finally, I reached for my mask, adjusting it securely over my face.

Ok, let’s do this

(In the throne room)

The tension in the throne room was palpable, thick as storm clouds ready to burst.

I sat on my throne, my black trench coat draped over my shoulders, my mask concealing my face. Celestia and Luna were seated beside me, their expressions unreadable, though I knew both were watching carefully.

The grand doors slowly creaked open, and Benimaru stepped in, leading a group of ponies inside. I watched as they hesitantly walked forward, their movements stiff, cautious.

Their fear was almost tangible.

I already knew who they were. Pinkie Pie had described them to me in detail, so I knew their names, their connections, their importance. But this… this was our first time meeting face-to-face.

And they had no idea what to expect.

Their eyes darted around the throne room, some looking toward Celestia and Luna for reassurance. Others stole glances at me, their expressions tense, hesitant—uncertainty and outright fear painted across their faces.

They knew my name.

But they had never seen me before.

And now, they were seeing me for the first time—the one responsible for taking over Equestria. The one who had imprisoned the princesses. The one who now ruled in their place.

I could feel their fear.

I let the silence linger for a moment before I finally spoke.

“Welcome,” I said, my voice calm but firm. “I assume you are all wondering why you have been called here.”

There was a pause, followed by a few murmurs. Some of them were gripping onto each other, while others remained stiff, watching me with wary eyes.

Then, a voice—sharp and full of dread.

“You…”

I turned my gaze to the source.

There stood the white-furred unicorn stallion from my battle, his blue mane slightly unkempt. His eyes narrowed, his body tense as he looked me up and down.

Shining Armor.

Twilight’s brother. Former Captain of the Royal Guard. And the husband of Princess Cadance.

I could see the rage simmering beneath his cautious exterior, his muscles taut, as if he were barely restraining himself from lunging at me.

He stepped in front of the group, instinctively placing himself between me and his family. “Sureiya,” he hissed.

The other ponies reacted almost immediately.

Night Light and Twilight Velvet, standing just behind him, tensed. Velvet clutched Night Light’s arm, her eyes darting between me and Celestia.

Applejack’s family—Granny Smith, Big Mac, and Apple Bloom—stood rigid. Granny’s wrinkled face was twisted into a scowl, while Apple Bloom, wide-eyed and stiff, clung close to Big Mac, who remained silent but watchful.

Rarity’s parents, Hondo Flanks and Cookie Crumbles, had their youngest daughter, Sweetie Belle, huddled between them. Cookie held her daughter close, her expression worried, while Hondo was visibly trying to keep himself calm, though his fingers twitched at his sides.

Rainbow Dash’s parents, Bow Hothoof and Windy Whistles, looked a mix of confused and terrified. Bow’s wings were partially flared, a protective instinct kicking in, while Windy had one hand over her chest, as if trying to steady her breathing. With them was a little filly named Scootaloo.

Pinkie Pie’s family—Igneous Rock, Cloudy Quartz, Limestone, Maud, and Marble—stood together in a cluster. Igneous, Cloudy, and Maud had stone-cold expressions, but Limestone looked pissed, her arms crossed so tightly it looked like she was about to start throwing punches. Marble, on the other hand, kept her head down, shrinking into herself, clearly terrified.

And then there was Fluttershy’s family.

Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Shy, were visibly trembling. Mrs. Shy clung to her husband’s arm, her ears pinned back, while Mr. Shy had a forced, nervous smile—his way of coping with the obvious fear radiating from both of them. Their son, Zephyr Breeze, looked afraid and terrified.

None of them moved closer.

None of them dared to.

I sighed inwardly. So this is how it’s gonna be…

I leaned forward slightly in my throne, keeping my posture relaxed but firm. “Glad to see you remember me, Shining Armor. And to answer the rest of you before you ask, yes—I’m the one who took over Equestria.”

A few ponies let out small gasps.

Shining Armor’s eyes narrowed. “Then you already know what I’m about to ask.”

I nodded. “You want your sister and the others freed.”

“Damn right I do,” he snapped, stepping forward, his horn flickering slightly. The guards around the room tensed, but I merely raised a hand, signaling them to stand down.

Shining Armor was breathing heavily now, his anger growing. “You have no right to hold them here!”

“They aren’t prisoners,” I replied suddenly, my voice calm but firm.

Shining Armor and the other families turned toward me, disbelief flashing across their faces.

“What are you saying?” Night Light asked hesitantly. “How… how can you say that?”

Luna was the one to answer. “Because it’s the truth,” she said. “We are not prisoners. None of us are. At least, not entirely.”

“But… how?!” Cookie Crumbles cried, gripping Sweetie Belle even tighter. “This… this doesn’t make sense! None of this does!”

How can you say they aren’t prisoners?” Velvet’s voice trembled as she addressed Luna and Celestia. “How can you allow this to happen?”

“They’re not free, they’re not safe—how can you stand by and do nothing?” Bow Hothoof shouted, his wings twitching as he held his ground.

“You invaded Equestria!” Bow Hothoof snapped. “You took over! And now you’re saying they aren’t prisoners? Then what the hell is this?!”

I exhaled before standing. The moment I did, the families visibly flinched.

Fear.

I could see it in their eyes.

I took a slow step forward, hands behind my back, my voice steady.

“I understand that you are all scared,” I said evenly. “I understand that you don’t trust me. I don’t expect you to.”

Limestone scoffed. “Damn right, we don’t.”

I ignored her and continued.

“But I wanted to meet you all in person—to speak with you face-to-face. You deserve to know that your daughters, your families, are not being harmed.”

There was silence.

Then—

“Then let them go,” Mrs. Shy pleaded, her voice almost breaking. “Please… we just want our daughters back…”

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that right now. Not yet. There’s a lot at play here. But just know—the Elements are not completely restricted to the castle. They are allowed to wander, as long as they have escorts with them.”

“Then if you’re not letting them go, then why did you bring us here?” Night Light asked.

“Well, duh. Family visits,” I said, and as if right on cue, the doors opened again, revealing the Elements as they entered the throne room.

“What did he call us here for again?” Applejack asked, her brow furrowing as they approached.

“I don’t know. He just told us to be here in thirty minutes, but I’m not sure what fo—” Twilight started, only to freeze when her eyes fell on the gathered families.

“Hey, Twi, what’s got you—” Rainbow Dash started, before her gaze followed Twilight’s. One by one, the others noticed too, and their reactions ranged from shock to disbelief as they took in the familiar faces of their loved ones.

In an instant, the family members rushed forward, practically running to meet their daughters and siblings. The room filled with the sounds of laughter and tears as they embraced, their fears momentarily set aside.

Looking at the situation, I gave a small, knowing smile. “Well, I’ll let you all catch up. Dinner will be ready within an hour or so,” I said as I rose and left, leaving Celestia and Luna behind to watch the reunion.

(3rd pov)

Twilight’s brother, Shining Armor, looked her over carefully, his concern evident in the tension of his shoulders. “Twily, are you okay? He hasn’t hurt you, has he?” he asked, his voice taut with worry.

Twilight shook her head, her expression calm yet tired. “No, Shining. I’m fine. He hasn’t done anything to us since…well, since the fight.”

Twilight Velvet stepped closer, her worry etched across her features. “Shining told us what happened. He said you were…brutalized.” Her voice faltered. “He said it was awful.”

Twilight let out a slow, uneasy sigh. “Brutalized might be an understatement,” she admitted. “I can still feel the phantom pain from when my horn…snapped.”

Rarity, standing nearby, placed a delicate hand on her own horn. “As can I, darling,” she added, her voice uncharacteristically subdued.

“Well, what can you expect from a demon?” Rainbow Dash muttered bitterly.

Her words hit like a shockwave, making the family members freeze.

“A demon?” the gathered ponies all exclaimed at once, their voices a mix of disbelief and alarm.

Rainbow Dash crossed her arms, her expression grim. “Yeah, he admitted it himself. He’s part demon.”

“That’s not fair, Rainbow,” Fluttershy said softly, her gentle tone tinged with reproach. “You know that’s not the whole story. You shouldn’t judge him based solely on that part of him.”

Rainbow huffed, turning her head away. “Come on, Fluttershy. You heard him. He didn’t deny it when we asked. How else am I supposed to look at him?”

The family members looked at each other uneasily, the implications clearly sinking in. They murmured among themselves, their worry spreading like wildfire. What did this mean for their loved ones? For Equestria?

Pinkie Pie suddenly perked up, as if remembering something important. “Well, he’s not just part demon,” she interjected brightly. “He’s also part angel!”

Shining Armor frowned. “Wait…what?”

Pinkie nodded enthusiastically. “Oh right , you guys don’t know. Long story short, Sureiya is something called a chimera beast. He used to Be something called a human—But then he died in his old life and got reincarnated into our world as what he is now,” Pinkie continued, undeterred. “He calls himself a chimera beast because he’s, well, a mix of a lot of things. He’s a host to something called a ‘chimera spirit,’ which is made up of multiple different souls from all sorts of supernatural beings. Angels, demons, false angels, false demons, skinwalkers, werewolves, vampires, Shinigami—you name it!”

Her explanation left the room in stunned silence. The families looked between each other and the Bearers, their disbelief evident.

“You expect us to believe that?” Limestone finally said, her arms crossed. “Sounds like a load of horse apples.”

Applejack stepped forward, her tone steady and firm. “I was there, Limestone. And I might not like it, but he hasn’t lied to us yet. He was tellin’ the truth the whole time.”

There was more silence, the families struggling to process what they had just heard. Their initial fear hadn’t disappeared, but now it was joined by confusion, uncertainty, and just the faintest glimmer of curiosity.

For the moment, none of them knew what to think. All they knew was that there was more to Sureiya than any of them had imagined. But for now, the explanations didn’t matter. For now, they were just relieved to be reunited with their loved ones.

AM I DEAD (edit)

First-Person POV

I honestly have no clue what I'm doing here. I don't even know how to start this off. But, here goes nothing. I guess I'll start with the basics.

My name—well, my old name—is Maleek Dukes. Yes, **old** name. I'll explain that later. Anyway, I'm 21 years old, standing at six feet even. I have long black hair twisted into dreadlocks, and I'm Black. Yeah, got a problem with that? *Niggaaa*—haha, sorry, I’ll stop (just kidding). Anyway, my life was pretty good for the most part. I had a loving mother, even if she was a bit strict at times, a somewhat functional father, and a girlfriend I'd been with for four years. Life was good. I was in college, on my way to graduating. I was studying to be a welder—hey, it brings in the money.

Everything was going well until… well, until depression hit. I’m not gonna get into the details, but I made a mistake a long time ago. Even though no one else knows, it still eats away at me. Thinking about it caused me to fall into a deep depression. Eventually, it got the best of me. Spending time with my mom, my dad, and even my girlfriend felt like a chore. It got so bad that my girlfriend thought I didn’t love her anymore. She even thought she was the reason for my depression. A little argument led to me storming out of the house.

I hopped in my car and decided to take a drive—that one drive that changed everything.

I was speeding down the road, completely out of it. I didn’t notice the deer crossing the street until it was too late. On instinct, I swerved, and my car ended up careening into the woods. Most people would’ve been okay, but unfortunately, I hit a fallen tree, and one of the branches pierced through my windshield… and through my chest. I remember the taste of blood running from my mouth. Desperately, I reached for my phone, hoping I could at least contact my mom, my dad, or even my girlfriend Gabrielle—who, at the time, was pregnant with our daughter. The pain in my chest was nothing compared to the heartbreak of knowing I’d never see them again. A single tear fell from my eye as I took my last breath.

“What happened?” I remember asking as my eyes opened. Everything was white—just pure, blinding white. I looked around, but all I could see was the endless void. “What the f—” I started to say, but a weird force slapped me in the back of the head.

“Nope, no sir, none of that language in here,” a voice said. Instinctively, I looked around and reached for something that should’ve been attached to my belt loop. It wasn’t there. Then I remembered, in my rage, I’d stormed out of the house and left *my Blicky up on the dresser*. Sorry, I’ll stop (lies 😭).

The voice seemed to respond to my actions. “No need to be alarmed. I am not here to hurt you,” it said, trying to reassure me. But I wasn’t buying it.

“Okay, if that’s the case, then show me where you are,” I responded, not trusting the situation in the slightest.

“As you wish,” the voice replied. Almost immediately, I felt a presence behind me. I turned around and… well, I couldn’t describe what I saw.

“Who are you, and what are you?” I thought as I stared at the figure before me. The best way to describe it was *tall*—at least 12 feet, probably more. Most of its features were obscured by light, especially its face.

“Okay, I know I’m not high—I didn’t smoke anything—and I’m not drunk because I’m not dumb enough to drink and drive. So, what’s going on? Who are you?” I demanded. The figure in front of me chuckled.

“You don’t know who I am?” the figure asked, sounding mock-offended, with a hint of humor.

“Am I supposed to?” I asked, utterly confused.

“Here’s a hint: in your religion, you worship me and my son, who died on the cross for your sins,” it said. Even though I couldn’t see any facial features, I could almost feel the smirk. My eyes widened, and I must have defied gravity with how fast I fell to my knees. I wasn’t stupid—I knew who this was. Trembling in fear and awe, I spoke.

“My Lord, Father of Men, the Mighty and Most High God, I am not worthy to be in Your presence, and yet I am honored.”

A soft chuckle escaped His lips. “Rise, my child. There’s much I would like to discuss with you.” I stood up, but then a terrifying realization hit me.

“Wait… if I can see You, does that mean I…” I trailed off. Despite the lack of a visible face, I could almost feel His look of sadness and pity. I dropped to my knees again as the truth sank in.

I was dead. Actually dead. I couldn’t help but think of my poor mother, my father, and Gabrielle. For the love of the Almighty, I wasn’t going to see her or my child. I did the only thing I could in that situation—I cried. After what felt like a solid 10 minutes, I finally stood back up, regaining my composure. I looked at God as He stood before me.

“I know it hurts right now, my boy, but trust me, you will see them again. But right now, there is something important I must discuss with you.” After shaking myself from my thoughts, I listened intently, but nothing could have prepared me for His next words: “I need your help, my boy.”

Third-Person POV

In a distant kingdom, far, far away from our mysterious main character, there existed a completely different world. It was filled with all sorts of creatures—a beautiful, majestic, and magical land known as Equestria. This land was ruled by two powerful sisters: a goddess who controlled the day and a goddess who controlled the night—or at least that’s how everyone viewed them. We now turn to one of these princesses.

“Sister,” called a tall, beautiful woman, though there were noticeable differences that set her apart from your average human woman. For one, her pony-like features. She had a human-shaped body—arms, legs, the whole shebang. She even had breasts, hips, and a rump that supermodels would die for. But as for her equine features, she was covered in dark blue fur. A pair of cute, dark blue equine ears sat atop her head, and she even had a tail. However, her most distinct features were a pair of large, majestic blue wings on her back and a large, pointy horn protruding from her forehead. Another thing to notice was her hair and tail. Both almost looked like the night sky itself and seemed to blow in a nonexistent wind. Her name? Princess Luna, co-ruler of Equestria and Princess of the Moon.

“Yes, Sister,” replied an even taller, more voluptuous pony-lady. Her fur was an off-white color, and her hair and tail also blew in a nonexistent wind, but they were rainbow-colored instead of night-themed. Just like her sister, she also had a horn and a pair of wings on her back, which were white like her fur. Her name was Princess Celestia, co-ruler of Equestria and Princess of the Day.

“I don’t know why, but I have this feeling that something is coming,” Luna said to her older sister.

“I feel it too, Luna,” Celestia replied, sharing the same unsettling feeling in her chest.

If only they knew what was to come.

Author's Note

Don’t hesitate with the feedback. This is my first story I want to improve. We will get to learn more about our mysterious main character in the next chapter, until then revel in the darkness. Goodbye.

A GLIMPSE AT THE BEAST WITHIN (Edited)

Author's Note

Let’s go much faster this time :pinkiehappy:

A GLIMPSE AT THE BEAST WITHIN (Edited)

(Sureiya 1st pov)

I was absolutely livid, one minute I’m chilling and bathing with boo, and then the next thing I know, ponies storm into my camp and wreck shit up.

As I held the pony in my grasp, my tail tightened around his neck, squeezing with enough force to make him gag. I threw him to the ground, getting a better look at him. He was a unicorn stallion with an ash-gray coat and a light blue mane and tail. From what I could see, he had a decent build, and his armor stood out from the others, making it clear he was more important than the common foot soldiers surrounding him.

Looking back at the Demimonsters, I took stock of their condition. There were around 60 of them, but only 12 had been caught up in the skirmish, judging from the bloodstains, cuts, and bruises marring their bodies. Then I noticed something that made my blood boil—they had tied up the children.

They tied up fucking children.

A wave of pure rage surged through me as my bloodlust and killing intent started to leak uncontrollably. My eyes burned into the offenders, a dangerous glow flashing behind them.

“Sureiyā,” I heard a soft voice call. I turned to see Miia, bound and helpless among the captives. “Calm down, please. We’re okay,” she said, her voice gentle and reassuring.

Her words managed to cool the storm brewing inside me just enough to rein in my anger. But I turned back to the ponies, and that’s when I noticed six familiar faces. They were starting to put the pieces together, realizing who I was.

“So, we meet again,” I said coldly, my eyes narrowing.

The lavender one—Twilight—tried to speak, but her words died as I raised my hand.

“Why did you attack these people?” I asked, keeping my tone as neutral as I could manage.

The rainbow-maned pegasus darted up to me, her arrogance radiating. Clearly, this bitch hadn’t learned her lesson. “Listen here, buddy. We’ve been ordered by the princess to bring you in, and you’re coming, whether you like it or not.”

“Yeah, I don’t think so,” I growled. “I know the only reason she wants me is to figure out if I’m a threat.”

Suddenly, a gasp broke through the tension. I turned to see Miia staring at the guard I’d been holding earlier. She knew him. It was obvious.

“Miia,” I called, and she looked at me, her eyes filled with a sad, quiet understanding. “Is he…?”

She only nodded.

“I see,” I muttered, staring into the guard’s eyes.

Lifting him by his throat, I stared deep into his soul. What I saw disgusted me—his soul was black, a swirling mass of filth and corruption. Sins of lust, greed, and violence oozed from him. His atrocities extended far beyond the Demimonsters; he’d harmed his own kind as well.

With a snarl that no doubt twisted my mask into something monstrous, I dug my claws into the back of his neck. His screams filled the air, shrill and desperate. My claws connected to his spinal cord, allowing me to tap into his memories. I saw everything—every sick, twisted act he’d committed. And more importantly, I found what I was looking for.

When I was done, I let his body slump to the ground, his screams now just pitiful whimpers.

Another guard rushed me, even though he was unarmed. Admirable, but foolish. I sidestepped him with ease and delivered a swift chop to the back of his neck, dropping him like a sack of meat. Another guard tried his luck, aiming a kick at me. I grabbed his leg, lifted it higher, and drove my fist into his crotch, sending him into a high-pitched scream of agony.

Seven more charged at me in unison. I used the guard in my grasp as a weapon, swinging him into their ranks like a battering ram. Each impact was gruesome, their bodies crumpling like broken dolls. When I had reduced the last of them to unconscious heaps, I hurled the guard in my hands into a group of four more, sending them into the dirt.

The last two standing were unicorn mares, their horns barely sparking before I grabbed them by the heads and smashed their skulls together. They fell limp.

The four remaining pegasi guards took to the air, diving toward me like a pack of vultures. But I was quicker. I dodged easily and stung them all with my venom-laced stinger. They dropped, paralyzed, twitching on the ground like insects.

I looked back at the last conscious ones—Twilight and her friends—and the guard leader. Their faces were masks of terror, even the cyan one had lost her bravado.

Dragging the unconscious bodies of the guards, I dumped them in a heap before the remaining ponies.

“Leave. And do not come back.” I gestured to the Demimonsters. “These people are under my protection now. If any of you are foolish enough to return, you’ll regret it.”

Suddenly, the Demimonsters began to glow with a golden light. When it faded, they appeared stronger, healthier, more powerful. I recalled Faust’s words—Demimonsters grow stronger based on the strength of their leader. And now that I had inadvertently become their leader, they had evolved.

“Freaks. All of you freaks.”

The sneering voice was the unicorn stallion. He spat out more venomous words, his hate dripping like poison. “I pray that the princesses rise up and destroy and eradicate all of you. You’re nothing but freaks who deserve to be in chains or in the dirt”.

My patience snapped.

I stormed over to him, grabbing him by the arm. For the first time, I used my Overhaul ability on a living being. His arm exploded into a bloody mist, his screams like music to my ears. But I wasn’t done. Grabbing his jaw, I activated the ability again, and his lower face was reduced to a gory mess.

I cauterized the wound with my fire ability to make sure he didn’t die, then threw his mutilated body at the feet of Twilight and her friends.

“Get the fuck out of here. Now.”

They didn’t need to be told twice. Twilight teleported them all out, leaving the blood-soaked camp behind.

I turned to the others, their expressions unreadable but filled with shock. Before I could apologize for what they’d witnessed, they began to bow, one by one. Even the children.

“You’ve proven time and time again that you are here to help us,” BeniMaru said. “We will gladly follow you, my Lord.”

“Not exactly what I was expecting, but you know what this is fine,” I thought to myself.

“Master,” shion’s voice called out in my head, due to the ruckus that has been cost in this area I think it would be wise to move.

She definitely had a point there, for all I know they could come back and marching with a bigger army, or even the princesses themselves, Something we did not need right now.

“All right, listen up,” I said, clapping my hands together and catching their attention, with the commotion has been stirred up here, I believe it’s in our best interest to pack up and leave.

“whatever food rations we have left bring them to me to store away, grab any belongings and utensils you can carry and don’t worry I can always re-create more huts, so don’t worry about shelter.

Nodding their heads , they begin to gather what belongings and utensils they had and could carry, And within a few minutes, we were on the move.

Not exactly how I want it to start this off but hey, progress is progress.

Now Let’s just see where it takes me.