"Aw man. You just took all the fun out of it with the 'no funny business' part!" Dryvus whines.
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"Ugh. Don't even get me started. Do you know how we met? She tried to control my mind, rape me, although I probably would have enjoyed that part, and keep me as her sex slave for the rest of my life!" He says indignantly.
"Yeaaaah, but that wouldn't have been me me, would it? You'd be living with a zombie Dryvus!" He shoots back. "As for your question, Melina, turned out she was just horny to the point of violence. And once I 'scratched her itch', she was more open to negotiations." He chuckles, slapping Jessy's butt with his tail.
She squeaks and glares at him. "Yes, I was very frustrated and wasn't going to take no for an answer. I am actually stronger than him, but he cheats by using a primal demon to solve all his problems."
"Yes...I had the pleasure of meeting him."
"He mind fucked you didn't he?"
"yes he did...."
Jessy slaps Dryvus up the back of the head. "Stop counting on him to help you moron!"
"Yes...I had the pleasure of meeting him."
"He mind fucked you didn't he?"
"yes he did...."
Jessy slaps Dryvus up the back of the head. "Stop counting on him to help you moron!"
"Ow! He said the same thing too! And I wasn't cheating! I lost, and then faked being mind controlled to get back at you! He had no part in it!" He yells back indignantly. "Actually... Now that I think about it..." He tilts his head. "I think the only time I ever got him directly involved in a fight was... With Melina." He says, his head still tilted. "Right?"
"Okay the first one wasn't his conscious help. He was trying to take over my mind. As for the second, I had decided to fake it. He just gave me advice. I doubt he actually had a hand in it. As for Melina, yeah I'll admit that was all him." He says, his head still tilted.
"To be honest, I think that was more for his own gain than mine. He doesn't exactly want to be stuck in a cave forever." Dryvus says, looking at Jessy with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"I... Suppose you're right. It's just that my whole life I was raised with the experience that losing equals death. Literally. So yeah, I fight dirty if I have to. But anyway... I doubt he'll help me anymore. He said something about proving myself and disappeared before I had a chance to reply. But at that moment, my dicks were in her ass," He tilts his head to Melina. "So the message kinda almost killed the mood and I put it out of my head." He says, an eyebrow raised.
"Excuse me? That's what demons do, you reptilian faeces for brains. Apparently your brain is as cold as your blood. Nothing seems to be getting up there." Kestral mutters.
Dryvus bursts out laughing. "Yeah. Sure. I'll try." He says, his face red from trying to control the laughter.
Dryvus bursts out laughing. "Yeah. Sure. I'll try." He says, his face red from trying to control the laughter.
"Pathetic hellspawn!? How dare you, you low life creature!? Do you know who I am!? I could destroy your mind right now if I wanted to! Oh, and the spell they used was far more powerful than anything a creature of your rank could even hope to cast!" Kestral yells.
"Aaaaargh!! Will you guys shut up!? I'm the one caught in between!" Dryvus yells, shaking his head in pain.
"Aaaaargh!! Will you guys shut up!? I'm the one caught in between!" Dryvus yells, shaking his head in pain.
Yes I do know who you are! you are the sad low life who gets his jollies by destroying other peoples lives with foul bargains! A sad..pathetic...disgusting creature who got what he deserved! you couldn't destroy the mind of broken cum slut! An ancient spell some five hundred years old? Ha! I could whip up something better in day!
Kestral snarls and shoots a lance of pain through Jessy's head. "Be warned, reptilian scum. You cross your boundaries. The only reason I haven't destroyed your mind already is because this idiot mortal loves you. I could show you. I could show you every little thing from the dawn of time. Do you think you could withstand that? No. Your mind would implode. Don't push it. Oh, and you couldn't ever perform a spell that powerful unless you were willing to sacrifice yourself, everyone you know, and Dryvus too, so don't even think about trying. Foolish creature." Kestral snaps the connection, leaving Dryvus curled up on the ground, his head in his hands, moaning in pain.
"What... The fuck... Did I... Just say... About having a goddamn argument in my head!?" He whines. "Assholes!"
"What... The fuck... Did I... Just say... About having a goddamn argument in my head!?" He whines. "Assholes!"
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"Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. My ears are still ringing... Someone help me up..." Dryvus moans, holding his hand out.
"Wait... Willow..." Dryvus mutters, his eyes half closed with pain, a horrible headache ravaging his skull. Did they REALLY have to have a goddamn argument in HIS head!?
"Where else?" Kestral's voice was still grumpy. "OH SHUT IT!" Is Dryvus' only reply.
"Where else?" Kestral's voice was still grumpy. "OH SHUT IT!" Is Dryvus' only reply.
"The big wooden house. You can't miss it." Dryvus murmurs. "Just go upstairs and leave me on the bed with Willow. I need to sleep this off... In the meantime, get to know everyone. And the person I mentioned earlier is a goblin named Altra. Just ask if she wants to carry the eggs and explain everything to her." He says, curling his head inwards, burying it in her soft chest.
The two of them make it back to the house and he can here faint questions being tossed around. It all goes silent after a while and he feels himself placed down on his bed and Willow right next to him. A soft click means he is alone in the room with her.
Dryvus just closes his eyes and tries to sleep with the pounding in his head. After a long while, he falls asleep.
Panting. Running. Fear. Something was chasing him. Something with claws, fangs, and bloodied skin. An unearthly howl tore through the night. It wasn't human. He crashed into a tree, glancing off the side. He kept running. How long had he been running? Seconds? Minutes? Hours? Time was wrong in this place. He could have been running for years, for all he knew. It was getting closer. He could almost feel it's teeth snapping at his ankles, ripping into his flesh, tearing him apart. Another howl. More were coming. Where was he!? Where was his family!? His cheeks felt wet. He realised he was crying.
Crying tears of blood.
The creature was getting closer, ever closer. It wouldn't be long now... Why bother running? He looked up at the sky, the blood red sky, and thought, for a second, he saw a ray of light. But then he remembered. There was no light in this place.
The creature was upon him now, it's claws digging into his stomach, tearing him apart. He distantly heard a screaming and wondered who it was, before realising it was him. Blood bubbled up through his throat as his eyes rolled back. Hell. He was in Hell...
He gave in. It was no use trying to fight. And that's when he saw him. Again. Another one of these creatures, but not them. He was grinning, watching as the creature fed on him. Every time. He remembered now.
"Do you want it to end, mortal?" That one sweet promise... Always asked right before he was reincarnated to face this horror all over again. He gave up. He didn't want it anymore. He didn't want this pain. He gave up.
"Yes..." He whispered, his throat choked with his own blood. The creature walked over to him. "My name is Kestral. Kestral Skaath." The creature reached down and tore his head clean off his shoulders. "And you... Are going to become my meal... Don't worry. It isn't going to hurt much..." He says, opening his mouth impossibly wide and swallowing his head whole.
Dryvus jerked awake. That dream... That wasn't his... "Kestral?" He murmurs aloud. "That child... What did you do to him?" He receives no answer in response.
[And on that bloody note, it's time for me to sleep.
]
Panting. Running. Fear. Something was chasing him. Something with claws, fangs, and bloodied skin. An unearthly howl tore through the night. It wasn't human. He crashed into a tree, glancing off the side. He kept running. How long had he been running? Seconds? Minutes? Hours? Time was wrong in this place. He could have been running for years, for all he knew. It was getting closer. He could almost feel it's teeth snapping at his ankles, ripping into his flesh, tearing him apart. Another howl. More were coming. Where was he!? Where was his family!? His cheeks felt wet. He realised he was crying.
Crying tears of blood.
The creature was getting closer, ever closer. It wouldn't be long now... Why bother running? He looked up at the sky, the blood red sky, and thought, for a second, he saw a ray of light. But then he remembered. There was no light in this place.
The creature was upon him now, it's claws digging into his stomach, tearing him apart. He distantly heard a screaming and wondered who it was, before realising it was him. Blood bubbled up through his throat as his eyes rolled back. Hell. He was in Hell...
He gave in. It was no use trying to fight. And that's when he saw him. Again. Another one of these creatures, but not them. He was grinning, watching as the creature fed on him. Every time. He remembered now.
"Do you want it to end, mortal?" That one sweet promise... Always asked right before he was reincarnated to face this horror all over again. He gave up. He didn't want it anymore. He didn't want this pain. He gave up.
"Yes..." He whispered, his throat choked with his own blood. The creature walked over to him. "My name is Kestral. Kestral Skaath." The creature reached down and tore his head clean off his shoulders. "And you... Are going to become my meal... Don't worry. It isn't going to hurt much..." He says, opening his mouth impossibly wide and swallowing his head whole.
Dryvus jerked awake. That dream... That wasn't his... "Kestral?" He murmurs aloud. "That child... What did you do to him?" He receives no answer in response.
[And on that bloody note, it's time for me to sleep.
]