AN: Will have to chalk this one up as NSFW, too, but only for the beginning.

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"Oh?" I felt a spark of interest pass through my eyes, as I looked upon her penetrated body. However, it past rather quickly, as I've long held a spell which would allow my body to become a dragon. "Now why would I care for such a thing, when I am already one?" With the flick of my wrist, the Shadow-Slime's member slowly pulled itself out of the Kin's body. Of which released a large amount of viscous fluids and blood upon the ground below.

"Y-you-you're a Dr-dra-draconian," she panted as lesser tendrils and tentacles invaded her rear in order to release a variety of aphrodisiacs into her system. These would make it unbearable and mind breaking within a few moments, but for the time being, my magicks held them in check.

"No, little Kin," my scaled head shook slowly from side to side, then cocked itself towards my right shoulder, "I am a god, and I have long since desired my world. This place," my left clawed hand, which held onto the staff of bone, waved slowly in an arc to encompass everything before my eyes, "This place is merely a stepping stone to accomplish my desire, and I have already passed the plateau of becoming a dragon long ago. Of which, by the by, is considered to be the epitome of raw strength, and yet I passed it by after witnessing such a thing. For you see, they are not the strongest, nor do I desire such weak creatures amongst my servants.

"So I shall ask you once more, little Kin of the tigers, why should I allow you to help me if I do not need a dragon to be powerful?"

Tears flowed unceasingly down her cheeks, whilst her eyes looked upon my person with sorrow, hopelessness, and a twinge of pity. Why she had the last emotion was beyond my person, as I did not care for such things. "I-I can take you there," she replied with a weakened voice, as though the last shreds of her hope were being torched in front of her person.

"Perhaps, or I can simply remove such memories from your mind. If you have nothing more to give me, then I shall leave you to your fate. Shadow-Slime." The giant creature flowed above my person, glaring at the floating body of the female. Of whom was now weeping silently, as its tentacles shot forward, and wrapped themselves tightly around her bare flesh. It was here that I released the aphrodisiacs into her system, and watched as panted greatly from the barest of touches against her skin.

The Kin then moaned greatly, as the creature's large member rammed its way into that which was betwixt her legs, and rampantly pumped itself in and out of her body. Of course, I watched this with a look of boredom about my eyes, whilst my free hand idly stroked the back of the strange wolf upon my lap. 'I will need more information about this one,' I mentally wrote down this note, then simply stopped as I remembered a simple spell which would allow my person to know more about such a creature.

">," I intoned, holding my free clawed hand above its heads. This allowed my mind to flood with all manner of knowledge about the one upon my lap. Of which was odd, as the information about such a strange wolf was limited to only its race's name and ability. These were "Barrier Wolf" and "Creates barriers to protect itself and allies".

"What an odd creature," I muttered to myself, as I resumed stroking its back fur slowly.

"Papa!" Someone cried out near my person, causing my body to tense as I searched for its location. Only to realise it was to the left of my throne. This individual who cried out such a word was holding the still beating heart of a beastman, of which was still coated in blood and strands of muscle fibres. What is more, the hand which gripped such a thing was small and scaled, as was the arm which was attached to an endarkened torso of leather.

Slowly, my eyes traversed its body up past its neck, and to the head of my apprentice called Siuun. Her eyes were wide as she stared upon my form with a widened maw full of sharpened teeth. What is more, the pupils within such eyes had become very thin slits, as though they were non-existent. It was here that I realised the child had lost her mind to the scenes around her.

Certainly, a few males tried to drag her towards the rape pit they had created, but were destroyed completely after finding out she was still a child. These would not be allowed to return to life, no matter how many "respawns" they had left, as I would not tolerate those of whom would prey upon children. Yes. They could argue that it was the heat of the moment which clouded their minds, but it is still not an excuse.

This scenario occurred during my time with the Kin and the Shadow-Slime, of whom were still in their rampant love making. Though, of course, this "love making" was purely artificial as it was merely induces by the aphrodisiacs injected into the Tiger-kin's insides which caused it to beg for more of its treatment. Such a thing was strange, yes, but was not something I cared for upon this world of Azara.

In any case, within the few moments of such close treatment and near rape of her body, Siuun's mind seemed to have snapped. This reverted her to a much younger state of mind, and caused her to become quite ruthless to those of whom were not my servants. Case in point was the heart which was now being crushed between her fingers as she noticed the three headed wolf cowering behind my throne. "Puppy," she cooed and giggled towards it, slowly inching her way closer until I wrapped my tail around her waist, and lifted her in front of my person.

"Siuun," my voice lightly shook the world about us, "What are you doing?"

"Look, Papa," she held up the remnants of the heart in her small, clawed hand, "Sia said it was okay to have it when Umok tried to rescue those things they're hurting."

My expression became hollow upon her words, as they were slowly absorbed into my mind. "Umok tried to help who, Siuun?" I had lain my staff upon the seat of my throne in order to lift the girl-child into my arms as I spoke these words. This caused her to giggle sweetly as she hugged my neck in response.

"Umok wanted to help those fur people, but Sia said no. They fought, and now he's dead, and I have his thingy." She stared at the ruined organ in her clawed hand for a time, then asked, "What is this thingy?"

"That is a heart, Siuun. It is an organ which allows mortal creatures, such as yourself, to stay alive." She cocked her scaled head towards her left shoulder, then shrugged and bit into the mass. Of which caused my own head to twist in a curious manner.

"Mine," she cried out, stuffing much of it into her maw whilst she turned her small frame away from my prying eyes.

"As you say," I muttered, then held up one clawed hand in front of my person, "Sia." Within mere moments of speaking her name, a portal formed in front of my person, and the skeletal wolf beastwoman of my Undying females stepped forward. She then knelt down, her sword, still sheathed, was placed in front of her and upon the ground.

This action caused the girl-child in my arms to squirm and reach for such a item, but was held back from touching it. "Where is Umok?" My Undying, instead of speaking, simply pointed towards the area where most of the males had been tortured, healed, and tortured again in order to relieve the stress of others after experiencing the battle earlier that turn. "And he had done everything is child has said he's done?"

"That and more, My Lord High God," she spoke slowly and with great, controlled anger within her voice, "Upon witnessing the Feast laid out for your person, the beastman dared to raise his clawed hands against myself and others. Even going so far as to rip apart one of the skeletal Undying, in order to reach for a group of female Kin who was destined for such a feast."

Ah, before I continue, I must inform you of the "Feast" in which my Undying spoke of. For although many know of this, this sort of event is full of torture and death used to appease my mind and person. Such a thing first started within a few months of my being on our world of Terra, of which began upon a night where I and mine attacked and subjugated an elven village. Whereby the populace of said village were then put to the knife of Brutus. Of whom had proven himself to my person that he is a capable and ample torturer.

To disrupt such an event would set back the Lich by several moons, of whom was very particular when it came to such things. More importantly, "Why didn't I hear any of this from my position?" I asked, staring down upon my Undying servant.

"Lord Brutus had placed a barrier of sound around the entryway into this room. As there is yet to be a doorway, he found it prudent to not disturb you in your witnessing of the rape and minour torturings happening before your eyes."

"How thoughtful," I growled, commanding her to stand and retake her weapon. Of which she was glad to do so, whilst I simply held up the small girl-child who giggled happily.

"Why did you call me Papa?"