sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo burn all trees................. seriously my allergies were killing me, i barely got out of bed last weekend, let alone write. anyway, this might be the only chapter you guys get for a while, depends on how i feel, and how fast i can write this term paper and do this other school work...... which sucks for you guys cause this chapter has the mother of all cliffhangers..... hey a pun.... anyway the Patreon is up now and SHOULD work like i want it to, PM me if it doesn't, so check THAT out for the bonus chapters, hint ALL of them are plot relevant and sometimes they will answer questions about characters or backstory. one of the next things i write will be just such a bonus chapter.......

anyway i KNOW i forgot something, but class is starting and i am out of time to think about it......

ENJOY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

{I told you to stop worrying, Alty. Everything is fine, a divine was just lost, and interrupted us by stumbling into my plain. I overreacted a little, but hey, the divine understood. He felt so bad about it he even give me a bit of faith so all’s well that ends well!} (Sally)

Oh that’s good then, I got a bit worried when the alter cracked…….. I may have wasted my faith points though……

{Wait, Alty you used faith? On what?} (Sally)

Your alter. I fixed it and reinforced it…….. Well….. reinforced it with all of 50 points……. After you subtract however much it took to fix it in the first place………. You know, I may have jumped the gun a bit there………….. Oops………….

{Y-you fixed my alter with your own faith? Alty that is SOOOOOOOOOO NICE OF YOU!!!!!!! You’re the best ever Alty!!!!!!! I was happy you even made it, even connected it to your own alter so I could gain all the excess faith you couldn’t take in, but to fix it at the cost of your own faith…….. You know Alty I really do think I love you sometimes. Take that as you will………..

…………. Hey Sally….. That was just more of your playful joking…. Right?.............. Sally?.......................... Please don’t go all godly-I-see-all-you-do-at-all-times stalker on me……………….. Sally?

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……………………………………….. Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnndddddddddd I’m just thinking to myself because she left…………….. Oh well. Could be worse, what guy can honestly say that they made a REAL goddess fall for them? Besides, you know………. My old life’s dad…… and how did he do that with a screen anyway? Did a goddess actually come down in PERSON just to do-battle-with-the-one-eyed-serpent with him?……… fuck now I fell a lot less special……… maybe he was just sort of divine mom’s mortal fling…… but then I would’ve been an actual bastard……… OH FUCK AM I AN ACTUAL BASTERD NOW!?!?!?!?!? I never did meet my father…… I wonder what ever happened to him? He would have to be a Phantus noble right? ……………………. So I’m an adopted bastard that may have been a bastard in my past life…………………….. See Sally this is why you don’t drop bombs on people like that, you lead them to create their own fallout. I hope your happy now!

I got up and looked over Sally’s now shining, beautiful, alter of eternal glitter and shininess. It became like this after I threw all my faith at it to try and help her out in what was apparently a big case of “oh sorry about that wrong address, here have a twenty for the trouble…” I started to walk back to my office while I thought about how my little overreaction cost me.

Yeah not what I planned to use all my current faith on, sure the thing was nice, but it also kinda looks more…. Divine…. than mine. Well I guess it’s too late to worry about it now, at least Sally told me faith regenerates eventually. It would REALLY suck if it was a one and done type of deal……. Haaaaaaaaaaaah, oh well no changing the past…. Unless…. Hmmmmm….. NO!!! BAD ALT!!! Stick to one major project at a time!!! Conquer your own little piece of this world, THEN work on time control….. Yes and incorporate the Weres into my kingdom. Every fantasy kingdom needs cute animal girls!!! ……At least I THINK they do…. And really isn’t that all that matters Alt? And if what mom says about how Were blood tastes is true, then THAT is just bonus……..

I entered my room and went right to my office. Yan was there, she was practically gone all the time now. Everyone was really. Mom was busy with Lizote doing baby prep for the twins, oh and they’re preparing for the conference in two days too I guess… but mostly both were just doing baby prep. Fera was off doing spy/assassin stuff for me, and training some new converts she found that apparently had potential… she’s been gone for almost three weeks now. Honestly I’m surprised she could last this long without hugging me, or writing her cult’s “holy scriptures”, she does use a crystal to collaborate with Yan, or “Just wanted to hear my angel’s lovely voice….” But I guess she is Fera.

Fera can do anything, it’s easier if I just think about things like that. Less surprises and shocks if I just assume that she can naturally excel at every skill…… Yes, much easier……..

Till was still working on my criminal empires “muscle”, she seems to be a natural leader. With her charisma and devotion to the cause, coupled with the attitude she has with her comrades…. We have already had a number of people come to her and spill their guts out about their ill intentions and join the cause in mind AND body….. Even if they don’t know the ACTUAL cause. She even reformed two different spies from two SEPARATE organizations……. Till is going to be one of my generals in the future, she is just as useful as Yan, just in a different way. Honestly I think those two were the only real internal threat to moms rule……. All of the opposing factions’ plans and operations have been rather straightforward and simple since Yan left, and the personnel they use have dropped in quality and apparent loyalty since Till left. Those two seemed to be connected with far more than the faction I found them in, more than I ever assumed from what they TOLD me even.

My luck in finding them was divine……… Pffft….. Hahaha “divine” didn’t even try with that pun….. welp since I can’t participate in the upcoming conference, I have time to work on those magic theories, project schematics, and any other “safe” academic pursuits I can submit to the puplic that show that I am an unparalleled genius among geniuses. They can have the theories, very few would be able to use them anyway, and I can’t see how they could be weaponized given this worlds lack progress in these fields, but I have the countermeasures just in case. The schematics are all innovative, but only utilize available crystal technology, I just describe how to use it in a different way than is commonly thought of here……. Then again, I doubt that anyone in this world would care about making a device that can make heavy things easier to carry, detect changes in weather, or make things hot and cold when magic or some racial ability can do the same with less effort and development. At least it will get me recognized in academic circles, even if it isn’t popular………….

Yan looked up at me as I sat down in front of the mess that was my currant desk. I maintain that TRUE genius can only be present in a messy environment. Why I think like this, I have no clue probable some hold over from my old life, but I think like it so I followed my instincts and told Yan not to clean up for a few days. Looking at my current lack of open work space, that might have been a mistake……..

“Lord Alt, are you going to work on more schematics today as well?” (Yan)

“Nope, I think I’m about done with those, I still have to write some of the theories that explain how they work anyway. I think I’ll just work on those and finish up my original war and tactics book and then I’ll be done. How were the crystal mass condenser, and microwave stuff received when they were submitted? I want the open, and hidden responses Yan.” (Alt)

“Well, they were impressed that a child, of any race, was able to come up with them. Openly they declared them viable and said that the theories would likely begin to be taught within the next year or less, after scholars have researched them in depth. They also said that for the next 20 years you will hold the sole rights to producing the items described in the schematics. That was the OPEN opinions expressed by the guild of innovation and knowledge, after investigation the opinions that the guild held were slightly different. After overlooking all the jealousy and admiration these submissions have caused for you Prince Altorus, there seemed to be general acceptance and curiosity directed to you. They also seemed to wish to dissect and reverse engineer the Mass condenser you described, but seem to already be familiar with a device with a similar, if less efficient premise as the crystal microwave. Overall I’d say that you would be welcomed into the guild, perhaps even its inner workings after you submit these new things, at any time. I’d also expect at least a few hundred inferior imitation devices to appear in the market that were made with minor changes to the base schematic of the crystal microwave. And as you anticipated there will probably be multiple projects that attempt to weaponize the matter condenser and its accompanying theories, if it is as impossible as you have said my Prince than I expect there to be multiple kidnapping attempts on your person to secure your assistance in these projects development.” (Yan)

I smiled, she was just as through as always. Her report would be perfect if it wasn’t for the fact she started calling me prince again halfway in. I told her and the rest of my family to just call me Alt, and if they must lord Alt. none of this impersonal my Prince or majesty nonsense. It doesn’t sit right with me for those I’m close to address me like that. The rest of the world can address me by all of my long useless string of titles that reminds them that I’m their better, but outside of formal events or people I just dislike in general it just seems kinda dumb.

“Yan remember, for you it’s just Alt.” (Alt)

She gave a shy smile as she looked me in the eyes.

“Right, sorry Alt, it seems to just be harder for me to do than it is for Till or Fera. I am getting better though.” (Yan)

“Yep, and it only took you three years….” (Alt)

“I’m just used to addressing you in a formal not informal way. Give me a little longer and I will perfect your preferred way of address.” (Yan)

I giggled a little. I have gotten used to my cute giggling laugh, even if it was taking longer to embrace my body as a whole….. I have my RUGGED-MANLY-PRIDE Sallydamnit….. but I HAVE embraced parts of it. I even LIKE how some things turned out. But then there was that dream…. The one with me a few years from now……as a girl….with bigger boobs…..with a collar…. And there were whips…………

NO!!!!!!!!!!!! GO BACK FROM WHENCE YOU’VE CAME FOUL THOUGHTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I BANISH THEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Alt?” (Yan)

“…….Huh? Uh… I wasn’t just thinking about the dream…” (Yan)

Yan made a thoughtful look.

“Do you mean the one you had two weeks ago when you woke up screaming?” (Yan)

“…………..No……………” (Alt)

“didn’t you say something about ‘not being a sexy submissive vixen’ and that ‘damn succubi must be visiting and taking advantage of me’? You also said that you had to be alone for a while to commune with the ‘damn vindictive bitch goddess who can’t take a joke or be helpful in any way!’ that night if I remember correctly.” (Yan)

“……….. I said no such things………..” (Alt)

And Sally said that she lost contact with Hellatia a while ago. Ever since I haven’t been able to reach her even when I was serious about preying to her, I would probably be concerned if she didn’t screw me over twice, leave me in the Void for-fucking-ever, or was actually NICE for once. Though I am grateful for the blessing and reincarnation thing……….. Ah well, maybe we can reconcile in a few years… when she stops being such a unresponsive shut-in………

“Oh, do you mean later in the night then? When you had us all sleep together and tell you that ‘you’re a manly man with lots of rugged manly charm that shines through you’re outer shell. That you’re body DOESN’T look like a girl, and would change when you get older.’ Is that what you are referring to then?” (Yan)

I could feel my expression freeze at its current expression.

Was I really that bad?............................ oh yes, yes I was…………………… Welp time to block out that memory forever. Avoidance is the best policy! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY!!!!!!! AVOIDENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“…… Yan I’m going to start working now. If you care about my mental health at all, you will forget that night ever happened.” (Alt)

Yan gave a small smile as I began working on the last few parts of my tactics book. If my senses weren’t so OP or focused on her face, I would have missed that slight light in her eyes. And if I didn’t know better I would call it a teasing light……

Ahhhhhhh…………… done, everything is done……………….. Now school should be MUCH more interesting, and I’ll start out with popularity and a mysterious allure. It will make controlling the entire school THAT much easier. I almost can’t wait for school! …………………….. My Sally I really DID just think that didn’t I? There must be an apocalypse occurring somewhere in the multiverse……

I was reading over the last few pages of the original copy of my tactics book “The Arts of Combat and War”, Yan left to submit the new stuff to the guild of knowledge/innovation about an hour ago. I figured that establishing a guideline to strategic thought that I was INTIMATELY familiar with would only help me in the long run. Not to mention it will lend me the respect and consideration of an educated and capable individual instead of some small dumb child, while still being a small child. It’s the best of both worlds for me now, I can exploit my appearance and cuteness, while still talking like an educated and informed person.

Everything is turning out perfectly……… I wonder how long it’s been? Three? Four days? The conference should be over now, so I can recall Fera and the information she gathered can advise me and mom into the best course of action with the Arcanes……

Suddenly my door slammed open and a disheveled servant came in. she was wearing the uniform distinguishing her as one of mom’s personal servants/sex-toys, but she wasn’t in good shape. Her face was unnaturally pale, even for a Vampeerus, and she was breathing hard. The mere fact she intruded on me in this room indicated that something bad had happened.

“Young prince, your mother Queen Natasha, has been poisoned!” (???)

I felt hot. There was something that was bursting from my insides, some feeling that was new and strange. It caused my body to feel like it was on fire. I just looked at the servant.

“Take me to her. Now.” (Alt)

As I walked behind the servant leading me to where mom was, I finally discovered what the mysterious feeling really was.

Oh, so this feeling is pure rage……… that’s good, I can USE rage. Rage can become a weapon that will destroy any and all that would dare do harm to those I love. Rage will fuel my revenge, and will guide me as I see to it that every FUCKING FRAGMENT of the people who hurt MY FUCKING FAMILY IS WIPED FROM EXISTENCE ITSELF AND WHATEVER SMALL REMNANTS OF THEM ARE DAMNED TO THE FUCKING VOID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As I walked I felt the feeling wash over me, it was getting harder to contain, but I would. I would hold this in until I confirmed that mom was ok, after that…………

AFTER THAT COMES THEIR DEATHS……………….. LOTS AND LOTS OF PAINFUL, SOUL-DESTROYING, PERMANENT DEATHS…………………………….

so yes the conference happened, but Alt was never a part of it. you all should get that pun i made now........... anyway predict, theorise, comment, and if you want support me on Patreon and check out the current bonus chapter i gave a teaser for, it reveals Zair's fate, hint he is a major character in the future, and the identity of the god who picked him up. also share this story with everyone and anyone who might care. SPREAD THE WORD OF SALLY!!!!!!! imma try and do the same........

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