Gacha Kingdom Building

Chapter 334: Eclipse (R-18)

--This Chapter contains descriptive erotic content--

Once the Divine Banquet was over, the Champions were divided into groups according to their respective Gods.

We were given twelve hours to rest before the next phase of the Divine Event, and I already expected Catherine to waste at least half that time just to guide us into our rooms. However, the Gods were kind enough to arrange for maids to take us to our rooms.

Maid: "This way, please."

Sadly, Asdrea didn’t make any exceptions for Maya and me, and we were forced into pre-assigned rooms according to our arenas, with mine being at the end of the corridor, far away from hers.

Usually, I’d have sneaked out to guard her as soon as I could, but Asdrea gave us his word that no one was to cause harm to the Champions during our rest, and if nothing else, he was at least the type to keep the rules.

Besides, there were some perks to my room being the last in the corridor.

Miwen: "You’re not going to show me inside?"

While the maid and I stood before the white-wood door that led to my room, I carefully released a thin wave of mana, inspecting it before entering.

Maid: "Hmph. Entertain yourself. I’m only to be with the king."

The prickly maid assigned to me had long gray hair, with a few thin red streaks running through it.

She kept clicking her tongue, complaining under her breath about my presence, my gaze, my scent, and even my face, always barely loud enough for me to hear.

Unlike all the other maids, she couldn’t even be bothered to open the door for me, refusing to so much as touch the door handle.

Despite her attitude, she wore a cute uniform and did her job diligently, making it hard for me to be mad at her.

Miwen: "And the Gods act like they’re bored. Can you believe-"

She kicked me inside the room, shutting the door on my face.

While I still preferred my bedroom at the penthouse, I was slightly mistaken to think this was a simple bedroom to begin with.

It was an entire house, complete with kitchen and bathroom.

Though the furniture was closer to what I’d seen in Isa’s world, mostly built of wood and ivory, the magic behind them was so advanced that they looked more sci-fi than anything on Earth.

I left the bathroom for later since it had functions I couldn’t understand and feared messing with, while the kitchen had a simple auto-cook function and a suggested menu.

For starters, I tried asking for a simple lunch, and a smooth stone platform on the counter lowered itself, sinking until it vanished completely.

A second later, it returned with two sandwiches ready for me.

Miwen: "Alright. Now try bringing me the grey-haired maid. Raw, please."

The platform didn’t lower even after I took one of the sandwiches and headed to the bed, but perhaps that was for the best.

Before resting, I had to talk with a certain unruly sword.

Miwen: "Cassandra... Sit."

The sword lying on the foot of the bed swiftly transformed, and as ordered, Cassandra knelt on her heels, resting her hands neatly in her lap like a good doggy.

Miwen: "Take off your top. And your bra."

Cassandra: "Boy... You should know I’m not wearing any~"

Her smile was the same as usual. Even her tone hadn’t changed.

She teased, yet she followed my orders without an ounce of shame, going as far as to puff out her chest, pressing it with her arms as if presenting it.

Hopping onto the bed, I slowly crawled toward her, stopping close enough to feel her excited breath.

She stared at me with the usual expectant eyes she always wore during neglect play, and I pinched one of her nipples, rubbing it between my fingers.

Cassandra: "Nhn..."

As she reflexively tried reaching for my arm, I put her hands back in front of her, keeping Cassandra in the waiting pose I had taught her.

Miwen: "Who put these piercings on you?"

I gently tapped the piercing on the nipple I had just pinched.

Cassandra: "Y-You... You did... Ahn~"

With a hand placed on her back, I carefully controlled Cassandra’s fall, pushing her down with two fingers between her breasts.

She closed her eyes until her head rested on the bed, not once resisting.

I squeezed her breast, flipping a small sign that hung from her piercing.

Miwen: "What does the sign say, Cassandra?"

The room was cold; I spoke slowly, my breath visible.

Cassandra: "Mmn... It says... Ah... This bitch is... property of Miwen... Hyan~"

With every word that left her mouth, I increased the pressure on her small breast until it lost its round shape.

The sign was made to be read from two angles, hers and mine.

I kept it flipped her way.

Miwen: "Who owns you?"

I slapped her face with enough strength to turn her head to the left.

Cassandra: "You... You’re my master..."

She licked her upper lip, and with an aroused smile, Cassandra presented me her other cheek.

I was more forceful this time.

The second slap echoed, my palm burned, and her pale skin immediately turned red.

It seemed like a trail of blood was about to stain her face.

Cassandra: "...Are you jealous, boy?~"

She sensed I was about to stop and provoked me, cleaning the trail with the tip of her tongue.

Staring her in the eye, I pulled Cassandra’s hair down, forcing her to bend her back.

Miwen: "Wrong. I have your memories, remember? I see you."

Cassandra: "Ughn... How annoying-"

I pushed her around until she had her back turned to me and stripped her of her boots and shorts, throwing both on the ground next to the bed.

Miwen: "You removed last time’s scores from your ass?"

Cassandra: "Only because you told me to prepare for the next game~"

Her voice was muffled; I kept her face pressed against the bed.

Miwen: "Good. This time, we’re playing against each other."

I whispered into her ear before tapping her butt twice.

Cassandra bent over, spreading her ass with both hands.

With a flame coating my finger, I began burning our names on each of her cheeks.

Feeling artistic, I drew arrows pointing to her thighs, where I’d actually keep our scores.

Miwen: "...Do you have anything inside your pussy?"

Cassandra: "Always~"

I lowered her panties to take off her vibrator.

But before I could get to it, I found her asshole covered by a small disc with a ring sticking from it.

Miwen: "Is this a plug?"

I pulled it slightly, but compared to the ones she’d normally use, there was less resistance than I expected.

Cassandra: "Beads~"

Miwen: "Oh, you’ve been into those recently..."

I fiddled with the ring, pulling and pushing without a single bead leaving her ass.

Cassandra: "They’re great- Hyan~"

In a swift motion, I pulled almost all of the beads out of her. The chain was longer than the last she’d used, and I needed to pull again to get them all off.

A second later, I removed the vibrator, emptying her holes.

Miwen: "Turn around and hold your legs spread."

Cassandra: "Yesh~"

She lay down facing me.

Meanwhile, I rolled a few handcuffs and brushes on the [Mana Gacha].

Cassandra’s smile grew wider, spreading her legs even more while I bound her ankles and hands.

Cassandra: "What are the rules, boy?~"

Dragging her by the hair, I slammed Cassandra’s head against the bedboard, cuffing her arms and leashing her to it so that she wouldn’t squirm much.

Miwen: "Every time you close your legs, I get a point, and you don’t get to come that turn."

After binding her knees, the preparations were done, and I leaned closer to her pussy, gently brushing it.

Cassandra: "Hmmm~ And when do I get to cum?"

Miwen: "Whenever you figure out one of the reasons you’re being punished."

I had never done this before, and it took me a few attempts to find the best way to tease her.

Some brushes were too rough and left her skin burning red. It seemed more painful than pleasant, and she loved it too much.

Others had strands too thin, and instead of moaning, Cassandra would laugh, loving the way it tickled her.

But thanks to Elizabeth’s mana, I had infinite tries.

Eventually, I found the perfect one: soft enough not to hurt her skin and short enough for me to set an unbearable pace.

Most importantly...

Cassandra: "Haah... Nghn... Yes... No... Noo... Boy... Ughn... Let me come... Please let me come!~"

She couldn’t endure it for more than a minute.

Her moans turned to shouts, and she couldn’t hide how close she was to an orgasm.

Torturing her with it was laughably easy.

Cassandra: "Is it... Because I scared your sister..."

Miwen: "Yeah, that’s one reason."

After having her climax denied three times, Cassandra squirted with enough strength that her fluids reached the door, puddling underneath it.

Her juices had soaked the brush, and with her so sensitive after a prolonged orgasm, it took me less than a minute to get her ready for the next round.

Cassandra: "I’m sorry... Mmhh... I couldn’t hold back~"

Miwen: "Hm. I like the honesty. You get a point."

Cassandra: "Yes!~"

She celebrated by humping the air, and I stopped the brush.

Miwen: "But you don’t get to come from that right now."

Cassandra: "Ahn?~ No... Ahhh~"

I covered her pussy in a small dome of mana, ensuring that she would not even feel the cold air touching it.

She became tearful, opening and closing her legs as if to try and rub her pussy even a little, but it was no use.

I forced her to be quiet and turned her around, updating our scores before starting over.

Cassandra: "H-Hint... Nghn... Please?~"

After being denied a few more times, Cassandra barely seemed capable of thought.

She begged and cried, desperately humping the air and slamming herself against the bed.

Miwen: "You can’t go after Lazo."

Cassandra: "Ah... So you were jealous~"

Her voice wasn’t as teasing, and the sharpness returned to her eyes.

Each of her words felt purposeful, regardless of meaning.

Just opening her mouth was enough to lower the room’s temperature.

As she stared at me, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine.

Instinctively, I clenched my hands into fists.

Cassandra: "Don’t worry, boy. His cock must not be the size of a pencil. Sis and I approached him so much, yet he never laid a hand on us. Bet you she’s still fresh, too~"

I ran a finger across her cheek. As usual, she purred and rubbed her face on my knuckles.

For the first time, I saw Cassandra’s expression filled with something other than raw desire for pleasure.

Unamused, I met her eyes in kind, staring deep into them...

Forcing them to stare deep into mine.

Cassandra: "...You know very well he deserves it, boy."

She raised her chin slightly.

I followed the movement, not allowing her to escape my gaze.

Miwen: "I’m not arguing against that."

I caressed gently under her ear.

Cassandra closed her eyes, tilting her face to the side I was touching.

Miwen: "He’s an opportunist. Sacrificed you the minute you became an obstacle to his ascension, despite decades of fighting together... He must’ve grown stronger since then."

I opened my hand, letting her rub her face on my palm.

Cassandra: "I don’t care. I’ll slice him into pieces as small as that micro cock-"

My lips shut.

I held Cassandra’s face in place, forcing her to stare me in the eye.

Her breath slowed.

She blinked, swallowing air as a drop of cold sweat ran across her face.

Miwen: "You don’t get to decide when you die, Cassandra. I do."

I used around five mana points to summon a weapon for the [Mana Gacha].

Miwen: "I could kill you right now..."

A dagger materialized from thin air, and I pressed it against Cassandra’s chest, letting her feel the cold iron against her skin.

Miwen: "I could kill you during sex."

I stabbed the bedboard, just next to her ear.

Her eyes remained fixed on mine.

For a second, I brought both hands to her neck, choking her.

Miwen: "You’re my toy to break. Don’t forget that again."

Cassandra: "Ugh..."

I released my grip, and she coughed, the handcuffs on her arms rattling.

Cassandra: "Hmm~ Gh... What happened to the other girls has put you this close to the edge, huh?"

Miwen: "I’m glad you understand. But you don’t earn a point for that."

I could fight Erik.

My chances were slim, but I could pull something off.

Even the weakest Gods weren’t anywhere near the same level.

No matter what, I couldn’t see myself buying more than a few seconds to run.

Cassandra was strong.

But not strong enough.

Miwen: "I’ll help you kill him. But until then... You’ll be a good girl. Yes?"

Cassandra: "I don’t know. If it’s this side of you, I feel like I’d finally get fucked to death-"

Miwen: "Wrong answer."

I slapped her face and, while pulling her tongue, I tortured her clit until she started squirming.

Before long, she resumed her begging.

Focusing on her clit, I ignored her cries for a few minutes.

Cassandra: "Nghn... I’ll be a good girl... I promise... Uhm.. Let me cum, boy... I’m cumming... Pleaseee~"

Miwen: "That’s much better."

I started patting her pussy, opening the floodgates.

Her climax was so strong that she pissed herself, her spray soaking the shadow that silently watched us.

As a puddle formed beneath her feet, Catherine revealed herself.

Her skin fell as if it were a suit, revealing the raw flesh beneath.

A moment later, her skin regrew, and the one in the ground turned into melting blood.

Catherine: "...Disgusting."

Cassandra had made a mess.

But Catherine’s was much worse.

Miwen: "She’s being trained. What’s your excuse?"

Catherine stepped toward us, avoiding the mess in front of her so carefully that her white heels remained unstained.

She briefly stared at me, narrowing her eyes, but ultimately, her gaze landed on Cassandra.

Catherine: "Cassandra Novaes... Ancient Vampire Lords and their entire houses used to turn and flee at the mention of your name..."

A slight smirk formed on her face, and she approached the bed.

Slowly.

Her eyes were fixed on Cassandra’s every movement.

Catherine: "I used to fear you. Just a rumor of your presence in the same country was enough for me to starve for weeks..."

She lowered her face, briefly hiding her eyes behind her fringe.

Her nails grew slightly, turning from black to red.

Catherine: "And now... I’ve ascended beyond what you can defy. And you... You’ve been lowered to a human’s pet."

Cassandra stared at me, as if seeking approval.

I nodded, and she raised her chin.

Despite her position, Cassandra stared Catherine down.

Cassandra: "Lowered? You mean elevated~"

Despite her position, Cassandra’s smile grew wider.

The coldness behind her eyes became palpable, and Catherine instinctively retreated a step.

Cassandra: "Who cares about vampires anyway? No blood, no erection. Just a bunch of limp dicks and cold pussies~"

Closing her eyes, Catherine let out a short, irritated breath.

Earth’s Goddess then turned her attention to me.

Catherine: "You don’t seem surprised, and I don’t think that was a coincidence."

She glanced at the puddles on the ground.

Miwen: "We both know I felt you. I even got you a sandwich."

Wearing a friendly smile, I pointed at the sandwich still on the kitchen’s counter.

She glanced at it, only slightly raising her brows, as if out of obligation.

Catherine: "Hah... You’re good, I’ll grant you that."

Standing before me, she reached an index finger under my chin and carefully lifted it.

For a moment, we stared into each other’s eyes.

Catherine: "But... Not good enough to survive."

She blinked.

Meanwhile, Cassandra laughed in the corner, licking her own lips.

Miwen: "Wanna bet?"

I grabbed her wrist.

After brushing her arm away, I stood in front of her, staring her down.

Catherine: "...No. Tonight, I came with a proposal."

Miwen: "...Hm?"

A thick rope of blood coiled around the dagger beside Cassandra, drawing it into Catherine’s hand.

Catherine: "Your sister has Asdrea’s protection; she will survive until the end. You’re not so lucky..."

She stabbed her own hand, blood dripping down.

Catherine: "Come under my wing. I’ll turn you into a hero. It’s the only way you can hope to survive."

Her bloodied palm reached short of my chin.

Miwen: "...What makes you so certain I won’t survive?"

Catherine: "Originally, this Divine Event was an offering to a Goddess you have wronged..."

I narrowed my eyes.

As far as I could remember, this was the first time I had interacted with the Gods.

Catherine: "You and the other surviving Champions were meant to be her gift, but the Gods who joined later questioned that, and a last stage has been added..."

She sighed.

Catherine: "You will be thrown in the prison of a monster that has killed countless Gods. Your death is certain."

Miwen: "I see."

I thought that as long as the Gods themselves weren’t going to kill us, I should have a chance, but...

A monster capable of killing them could be even worse.

Miwen: "It’s an interesting offer, but I don’t sense any Divinity in you, just Divine Power."

She narrowed her eyes.

A moment later, the smirk had returned to her lips.

Catherine: "Maybe I expected too much from a mortal. Divinity and Divine Power are the same thing. I verified. There are no strings attached."

Not quite what I was told.

One was Asdrea’s off-brand, which he used to control the Gods.

Though for it to fool everyone, it must be incredibly similar, bar that one part.

Miwen: "No strings attached, said the puppet..."

I whispered under my breath.

Catherine narrowed her eyes, staring hard at me.

Miwen: "Assuming I were to accept, what’s in it for you?"

Catherine: "...You will hand over possession of Elizabeth and Cassandra to me. They are valuable prizes-"

Cassandra turned into her sword form, freeing herself from the cuffs.

Then, she launched forward, taking the dagger from Catherine’s hand and pressing it against her neck.

Cassandra: "Were you so busy playing with that half-dead pussy that you didn’t hear us? This bitch already has an owner. A Nameless like you should-"

Catherine: "I’m not a Nameless!"

Her usual blank, composed expression broke, her face contorting as she shouted.

Even the fangs she kept hidden were showing.

Miwen: "...Isn’t Catherine a name?"

Cassandra: "Where Lizzie and I come from, it was just a generic name Vampire Lords gave their familiars. It was the name of a Dungeon Boss or something, so it often came to their head-"

Suddenly, Cassandra fell to the floor, flailing.

Her hand reached her pussy, covering it, but she kept spasming.

Catherine: "I’m not a Nameless. And it wasn’t the Boss who was named Catherine. It was... One of her minions..."

Cassandra: "Nghhhhn~ Ahhwnnn~ No... Guhhh... I’m dying... No~"

She started crying, squirting everywhere.

What I had done to her earlier couldn’t even compare; she was sweating profusely, growing visibly paler by the second.

Miwen: "...What did you do to her?"

Catherine: "Erogenous zones tend to be even more sensitive underneath the skin. I’m warming her blood and using it to knock against her flesh. Of course, she only needs to turn back into a sword to stop it, but... Maybe it’s too hard to concentrate with her brain frying?"

Cassandra rolled on the ground, rubbing her entire body against it.

Her moans were more animalistic than anything I had heard, but they stopped after only a couple of seconds.

Every noise coming from her was just a gasp for air.

She desperately tugged at the bed sheets, her nose bleeding and her eyes closing.

Miwen: "You really weren’t listening, huh? I said she’s my toy to break."

A sphere of wind and water formed in the palm of my hand.

It burst forward, launching dozens of wind and water blades that ripped through Catherine’s stomach.

Despite the hole in her stomach, the flesh falling behind her melted into blood, and the wound healed in an instant.

Catherine: "...Unless you want to be next, you’ll accept my blood."

Miwen: "Hm. Counter-offer then. Apologize to my sister and kneel before me. Then I might consider forgiving you."

She flinched.

Her eyes studied me for a second, and her lips curled into a smile.

Catherine: "...Unlike your sister, Asdrea will only protect you for now. In the next stage, I can-"

Miwen: "Asdrea? No. I was thinking of someone else..."

I gathered all of the fluids that had scattered on the floor and launched them at the door.

Miwen: "Fuuuck, it feels good!"

I shouted as loud as I could, making sure the puddle would grow into the corridor from under the door.

Catherine: "...What are you-"

Gray smoke started making its way inside the room.

In under a second, Catherine, Cassandra, and I were surrounded by a thick fog.

The smoke slowly took shape behind Catherine.

A very cute shape, too.

Catherine: "Nyxie? Why is the Fang-"

The gray-haired maid stared at Catherine with annoyed eyes, instantly making her retreat a step.

Then, she turned her attention to me.

Nyxie: "You... You! Hrrngh..."

Horns appeared on her head, and her headdress fell to the floor.

Wings and a tail also appeared behind her back, resembling those of Elizabeth’s.

I expected her to be a normal maid, but...

Perhaps I got a bit lucky.

Nyxie: "For embarrassing me in front of a maid... I should cut your member off."

Cassandra: "Don’t do that! It’s my treasure! Guh-"

A thick grey cloud forced its way inside Cassandra’s throat, shutting her up for a moment.

The maid clenched her fists, trembling as she held back.

Nyxie: "As for you, vampire... I’m not going to threaten you."

She turned toward Catherine, landing a hand on her shoulder.

Nyxie: "I’ll simply remind you that, while you are free to meddle with your Champions, you should be careful with what you reveal; otherwise, you risk spoiling His Majesty’s fun, and that... I’ll not allow."

Maybe I should’ve gotten popcorn instead of sandwiches.

Catherine: "Y-Yes, Your Majesty..."

Catherine froze, staring at the ground.

Meanwhile, Nyxie forced herself to smile and opened the door, bowing her head to the maid on the other side of the corridor.

Holding that awkward smile, she patted Catherine’s back, pushing her out of the room.

Miwen: "Oh, before you go... I’ll make sure to pay you back for interrupting my game. I hope you look forward to it."

Catherine: "...Of course."

Before shutting the door, the maid turned toward me, clicking her tongue.

Nyxie: "Fufu. Good job, pest."

She stuck out her tongue, childishly taunting me.

Miwen: "You too, cutie~"

I waved my hand at her.

The door slammed, and I helped Cassandra back into the bed.

Cassandra: "Boy... Do you think Elizabeth can teach you that trick with [Blood Magic]?~"

Miwen: "...I hope not."

After taking a bath with Cassandra, I forced her back into the cuffs.

Since I couldn’t send her back to the Kingdom, I played with her until she fainted.

I wanted to use the remaining hours to rest, but as the alarms rang, announcing the second phase of the Divine Event...

I woke up with Cassandra on top of me, feeling more exhausted than when I had gone to sleep.