AN: Ah, another NSFW chapter. Course, it ain't much, but I will caution you to read the scene very carefully.

In other news, I've finished writing up the Dedication and Acknowledgement's section of the E-Book, and now just have to upload it to Amazon. Shouldn't be difficult, right? If only that were true...

As always, folks, thank you all for reading thus far. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, please do not hesitate to voice them.

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"What? What happened?" cried out the left Orichalcum Guard, of whom stared about his person whilst searching for a weapon of some sort whilst the right Guard sat upon the ground in a daze. For the wall they had been standing in front of was erased, never to be seen again upon this world. That is, unless someone from another comes and creates such a thing.

Ah, some of you seem confused, so allow my person to iterate my thoughts. Yes. Soul Fire erases everything it touches, and removes the idea from the hearts and minds of all beings both present and future forevermore. However, if someone comes from another world, then they are not under the effects of the flames. Therefore, they can reintroduce the concept of an iron wall to the people of Forge once more.

Yes. That is the only loophole within the secret of Soul Fire. Once another from a different world comes, then they are able to implement the plans which have been lost for all time. Before all of that, though, the world will be trapped in a cycle of never being able to progress down the road of that which had been erased. Sure, you can walk around it by building walls of stone, wood, or a combination of those two mixed with iron, but there will never be another Iron Wall upon the world. That is, unless someone else comes along and makes it so.

Anyways, with the wall gone from our presence, we moved forwards towards the entrance of my Tower, whilst the Dwarven guards slowly moved in order to try and halt our progress. That is, until an Iron Dwarf ran over to their persons in order to explain what was happening. To which their eyes widened as Brutus and I stepped upon the platform to the right of the entrance, and vanished into mist.

This then transported us into the space above the Tower, which served as the final boss room. The area was simply an empty, white space with metallic tiles for the floor which spanned infinitely in every direction. Whilst upon the tiles was a silvered mist which revitalised anyone who breathed it in, but there was a catch to it. One that will not be mentioned until someone of your generation, or another, reaches that area. Certainly, you can asked those of the generation before your own, but they have been barred from speaking of such things to those who have not reached the end and experienced such a thing.

All that is allowed to be discussed is the fact that they made it, know what the final battle is, and the centre which was a simple array of chairs around a large, endarkened marble table. Of which is where we came upon, and once I sat upon the golden throne at its head, did a vast amount of portals both great and small erupt behind the chairs. Those of whom stepped out from within the portals were a few of my Undying, and the allies we had made in our time upon the worlds of the Abyss.

The Undying who joined us were, of course, Sia and Rojaahn, of whom held great positions among my servants. This of course included Brutus, who was my right hand in all things. Whereas the rest were either representatives of the allies, or their persons.

The first to step through after my Undying was Beelzebub of Konaku. Of whom chose the form of a regal Elf in long robes of endarkened coloured silks which covered his body completely. The hair colour he had chosen for this occasion was silver, to match the colour of my energies, whilst a crown of shadowed horns slowly pulled themselves up along the sides of his head. What is more, a pair of leathered wings which spread themselves out upon entering the space, expanded to twice his length in either direction. Whilst within his hands was a sceptre which was of gold with a faceted, Human fist sized ruby at the end.

After his person came a Fire Golem with two heads atop its shoulders. This one's body was made up of blackened iron wrapped around the glass-like stone called Obsidian. Within such a stone was its molten core of reds, ambers, and gold colours as it slowly swirled throughout the body of the creature. The right head, however, was made up of the same stone, as the rest of its body, whilst the other, though of the same material, had bands of iron wrapped around the head and was anchored into the shoulders.

The third to follow was actually twins of the Kitsune race. What is more, their sub-race was of the Desert, in that they were small and child-like in appearance, voice, and mind. However, although they had such visuals, they were both adults amongst their peers, but that doesn't mean they were any less awkward. For instance, one of the two had dark fur with large ears and twinkling, grass coloured eyes. This one wore only a thin, white dress which revealed three pairs of small mounds underneath, and the curves of that which was betwixt her legs. Whereas the other wore... strings.

No. You did not hear wrong. The other twin, whose fur was snow white in colour with eyes that matched the sunset of their home world, only had a single strand of dark coloured strings wrapped around her three pairs of breast. Which also included that which was betwixt her legs. The latter was accentuated in such a way that the eyes of those around her person would naturally fall towards that area. As to her rear? Although the pair had three tails each, the one in the dress would cover her own, whilst this one allowed it to be revealed to the rest of the world.

Their names? The one in the dress was called Yin, whilst the other was Yang.

The final individual to reveal themselves was a hunchback old Human male. Who wore only an old, stained leather apron which covered his front and hid most of his fire-red beard which had been tucked into a belt off to his left side. The only other article of clothing upon his person were a pair of tired, leather trousers which had been stained beyond repair from the soot and grease of working at a forge for much of his life.

Yes. This one is the elusive Hephaestus, of whom had long ago retired from a life of ruling over others, and instead journeyed throughout his world called Forge in order to pursue his dreams of crafting that which none had ever seen before. No. He has yet to create such a wonderment, as he is quite the perfectionist when it comes to the art of Blacksmithing.

In any case, when no one else was going to appear, the whole of the opened portals slowly faded away from sight. To which I simply bade them to take a seat in order to begin the first of many meetings regarding the world called Terra, but first came a few pleasantries to be exchanged. As well as to bar the twins from asking Beelzebub a question.

"No," my voice boomed over their words, which caused their ears to droop.

"But you don't even know what we were gonna ask," Yin whined, whilst the other pouted and tugged on the strings covering her upper mounds.

"You both had been pointing at his sceptre since you noticed it upon your arrival. I already know what it is you are going to ask of him." At this point, I had an imaginary headache forming behind my eyes, which led to my primary claws rubbing my temples slowly.

"And what is it that they will ask of me?" called out Beelzebub, whose voice was full of amusement over the whole ordeal.

"More than likely? They'll want to use your sceptre to see if it'll fit inside their bodies. Perhaps they haven't been pleasured for a long time, and wished to find some semblance of release." This explanation caused the Elven features of the God of Gluttony to frown, as a snake like tail appeared from underneath his robe. Which then slowly wrapped itself around the object in question, and dragged it back under.

Of which caused the twins to pout, whilst another pair of such tails appeared and slowly invited their persons closer to his own. This caused the two some elation, as they hopped from their seats in order to sit upon either side of the God whilst staring up into his eyes with a great need as they whined softly. What came after was confusion for my person, and another headache. For although the pair had the appearances of children, they were, in actuality, adults.

The reason why Beelzebub desired such a thing to occur? "I've never had Fox before." That is all he said, as his tails snaked into the folds betwixt their legs until it could go no further, and vibrated themselves into a blur. Of which caused the twins to gasp as their own liquids flew out of their bodies, whilst they clung to the robe of his person. Each of them mewed loudly as their mouths opened wide in order to pant greatly, which then became tight as their bodies jerked upwards from a great release from betwixt their legs.

Such liquid was devoured by the gluttonous God, who desired more. This caused a variety of tendrils and tentacles to billow outwards from beneath his robe, and tear away the clothing and strings the pair wore. To which they screamed with delight as the tendrils wrapped around their small mounds and suction-like tentacles appeared and latched onto them, doing their best to drain any semblance of milk from within.

Whereas the rest of the tendrils and tentacles bound the twins' arms behind their backs, the legs splayed wide open, as a pair of thick tentacles shoved their way into the rear and folds of their bodies. Yes. It appeared to our eyes to be painful, but the pair seemed to be "in heaven" as the saying went.

Of those within our group, only the banded head atop the Fire Golem was interested of what was happening. Whereas the rest of us, save for Hephaestus, did not know what to do as we sighed and groaned as they continued. The Blacksmith God, at that time, had been jotting notes since the beginning, which then swiftly became a schematic for something he didn't have a name for.

"It's just to help the women who want a release, but don't want to turn to a tentacle monster or run the risk of pregnancy," is what he mumbled, as the schematics continued to become more elaborate as time went on.

However, such a thing did not last forever. For as soon as the twins passed out, they fell to the ground next to Beelzebub, who then turned to stare at my person with a smirk upon his Elven features. His elbows were found resting upon the marble table, as his hands laced over one another to allow the pointed chin to rest upon them. "So? Why did you call us here?"

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AN2: YIN AND YANG ARE NOT CHILDREN!