《The Tentacle of Fate》Chapter 8: :D
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In the southern region of the Demon Empire lay a province covered in frost and snow. It was a barren land where hardly and crops could grow, and vegetation was extremely scarce. Yet despite all this, there was a small patch of green in this barren wasteland that was just teeming with life like an oasis in the desert.
It was a forest full of beautiful trees and flowers with animals you’d never expect to see in a region as inhospitable as this. There were countless fruits hanging from the treetops, and their scent filling the air causing beast from the outside to gather around the forest. Yet not a single beast choose to wander into this forest.
And in the center of this forest lay a humble two story house main constructed out of wood and stone. And in front of this house stood a beautiful woman, her hair a light green like the dress she wore. Her skin was fair and without blemishes, and on her back were four faint translucent wings.
She stood there silently looking into the distance when suddenly, the space directly in front of her tore open and two figures fell through the hole. The first was an exotic black knight clad in a revealing skin tight body suit and black armor, and a short girl with long golden hair that surprisingly began to short on its own.
The black knight groaned in pain as she slowly stood up after being slammed into the ground from the teleportation scroll she had just used.
Suddenly her armor began cursing out loud, “God damn it that bastard! I’ll kill him the next time I see him, I swear!”
The green haired girl responded, “That won’t be necessary.”
The tentacle armor paused, “You can hear me?”
“Of course”
“But that’s impossible! Unless…”
Dewl suddenly undid his transformation turning Lucia’s entire set of armor into tentacles, before dropping the floor with a splosh. He turned to Lucia and began tried to speak, but no words came out of his mouth. He then turned to the woman and asked, “How can you hear me, only Greed should be able to hear me.”
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Dewl shot back up, inserting himself into Lucia’s womb causing her to go red and release a slight moan as he reformed into a body suit and suit of armor. The green haired girl smiled, “You’re ⏹⏹⏹⏹⏹⏹ I presume”
Dewl paused and then shook Lucia’s breast to signify he was nodding. The girl continued, “I am Aila Avaritia, but you can call me Greed.”
Dewl paused, “You’re the Second Greed?”
The green haired girl nodded, so Dewl asked, “Then do you perhaps have my voice.”
“No, and neither does the First.”
“Then where is it, Greed’s the type of person that likes to keep all his treasures in his pocket dimension.”
The girl laughed, “Indeed, but you see there are a few exceptions.”
Aila raised her hand, and a tore open space beside her and pulled out a severed arm, “This should be proof enough, after all, there are only two in the world like it”
Dewl sighed, “You know you could have taken out something else…”
“But there are few things in the world as valuable as this arm, after all, it is the left hand of the First Wrath the right hand of the Demon Emperor.”
Lucia turned towards Dewl and asked, “Is that a sick joke?”
“Well the person in question was fine with it, so there’s no problem I suppose. And besides, Ira was a righty.”
“Anyway, you still haven’t answered any of my questions. Where’s my voice? What does Greed want from me? How can you hear me?”
“Your voice should be somewhere traveling the world right about now, but I doubt it’s in the Demon Empire. It was in the Human Continent last I checked. As for what Greed wants from you, well you can read this letter later.”
Aila tore open space again and threw a red envelope towards Lucia. And as soon as she caught the letter, a tentacle shot out from between her breasts and grabbed the letter dragging it into the armor.
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“Now as for how I can hear you, well it’s simple really. I’m a fairy.”
“What!?”
Aila giggled slightly, and the translucent wings on her back expanded in size and she began flying around in the air gracefully. Lucia watched Greed’s beautiful performance in the air and applauded her, “I didn’t realize fairies were this big.”
“They aren’t…”
“They aren’t?”
“Yes, I wouldn’t really call her a fairy either really because she’s a living-”
Aila interrupted Dewl, “A living taboo, by the laws of the Fairy Queen, Titania, fairy blood should never mix the blood of outsiders.”
Dewl nodded, “Halfling aren’t that rare, especially in the Beastman Continent and the Demon Continent where there are countless races. Even some races that don’t get along that well sometimes intermingle together. But Fairies are different because Fairies are a type of Spirit.”
Aila nodded, “And spirits are beings that are given birth to by the very world, and in a way, they are connected to the world itself. This gives makes Fairies completely different from most any other races. This goes from their very nature which is decided at birth, to the way Fairies give birth. And for a fairy couple to give birth they must seek an audience with the Fairy Queen to ask for assistance from the world to give birth to a child.”
“And that’s why halflings are so taboo, the world would never approve of the intermingling of a Spirit and a Mortal being. And the process of a halfling being born not only kills the mother, but it defiles her very being turning her into a monstrosity. And the thing that is given birth to becomes something that the world itself rejects.”
Lucia paused, and her face grew pale as she looked at Aila.
Dewl commented, “Throughout history there have only ever been a few cases of a fairy halfling ever being born, and well all cases have ended tragically one way or another. Mana deprivation, collapse of all mental facilities, a down pour of natural disasters, and in some cases the Fairy Queen herself would come to eliminate these taboos. So far no fairy halfling has lived past the age of ten. Well I suppose until now”
Lucia turned towards Aila, and in turn, Aila waved her hand joyfully. Dewl sighed, “Only that fool is mad enough to raise a monster like you”
Aila laughed, “Of course.”
Dewl turned towards Lucia, “We should get going before it gets too late.”
Lucia turned towards Aila and then Dewl, “Where to?”
“Well, you heard the man, the capital. We can’t head to the East because that’s the Dragon Lord’s Valley, and we can’t head straight north either because we’d have to cross the Great Lake. And it’s probably impossible to head any further South from here, so all we can do is head west.”
“Though honestly I hate going along with his schemes, but my intuition tells me we really have no choice in the matter.”
Lucia nodded, “Ah good bye, Miss Aila.”
“There’s no need to say goodbye just yet girl.”
“Hmmm?”
“Well, naturally you’ll be accompanying me to the capital. Why else would by Lord send you here?”
Dewl sighed once again, “Fine! Whatever let’s just go!”
Lucia turned around and began walking, when suddenly she realized something, “Wait a minute…”
She then pulled the armor covering her crotch off and suddenly her massive clit shot out.
“$#@%$^&@$!%#[email protected]&(!$!?”
Dewl laughed, “Oh yeah I forgot”
Dewl’s tentacles shot out of the armor to the girl lying down on the floor, his tentacles crawling up her skirt before stiffening. Dewl paused, and then screamed at the top of his lungs, “IT'S A TRAP!”
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