《Re: Progenitor》Progenitor
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“Zayan!” I shouted
“Yes father?” She asked, startled
“Let’s go buy a new pet!” I said smiling. But when I say smiling, all I do is show off my fangs. But Zayan has lived with me long enough to guess the gesture. I could my words had quite an effect on her.
“Really!? Can we really daddy!?” She asked, eyes sparkling.
“Of course we can!” I replied
“Then… can we…. also move?” She asked. I was shocked. I had grown quite fond of this place, and naturally wanted to stay.
“Why do you want to move?”
“This place… has too many bad memories. I want to… I want to go to the Rocky mountains of the Cratal Empire!”
“The Cratal Empire? Where is that? And I don’t know… for a Creature of the Ice like me to go to a rocky mountain…”
“Please daddy! The Cratal Empire is the home of the magical beast trading corp. It has the best magical beast’s there. Pleassssse” She whined.
“Alright alright” I said. “We are heading to the Cratal empire!” I said
“Yay!!! I LOVE YOU DADDY!” She screamed while jumping into my arms.
“Yea yea… I love you too”
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I grabbed a few things before I left. First, I grabbed the ‘Space Ring’ that I had found during the week of Hank’s death. Next, I grabbed the Ice sword Akrung and slung it over my back. It was a bit too tall for Zayan to wield properly, but she would get used to it. I then stored all the gold inside the the ring, as well as anything else that was inside the cavern.
“Goodbye, Hank. You were a dear friend to us both” I bowed.
“Goodbye Uncle Hank! I love you! I will miss You!” Zayan shouted.
We headed to the east
(Sorry if I get my directions wrong, I’m really bad at them :P)
of the mountain range, following along the side of it. According to Zayan, the Cratal empire was this way.
We walked through the snow, the cold swirling around us as the day dawned on.
Eventually Zayan got too tired to walk in my tracks, so I placed her on my head and walked on.
It was late late night when I decided to stop and make camp. There was nothing around us, only snow, so I decided to make an igloo. Well, attempted to. I made a large amount of snow with a thin top into the shape of a circle with a hole small enough for Zayan to climb through, then woke her up and told her to go inside it.
“Sleep in her Zayan, else you will freeze to death” I said while pushing her inside.
“Ywaaaah” she yawned. “Ok daddy, but hold my hand while I sleep okay?” she said.
“Alright, now hurry and go to bed.
I stuck my hand inside the wannabe igloo, causing the entrance to collapse a bit.
“Goodnight daddy!”
“Goodnight sweetheart”
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I had a weird dream that night. I saw a woman in a beautiful silk dress that completely bared everything, causing a my erection to slip out. I had learned something as a yeti child. My genitals were hidden inside my stomach, and when I needed them they would come out. Seriously, this thing was massive. At least 20 inches long and thicker than two wrist’s put together, I pity the woman who is going to take this thing. I took another look at the woman that caused this monster to appear. The woman was truly beautiful, everything about her was perfect. Her eyes, her nose, her figure and her face. But underneath that I felt something that was… feral. Untamed and wild.
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“Hello, Progenitor” She said
“Erm, not my name. I am Qor Hayvon” I said to her.
“Oh, but Progenitor is not a word, only a meaning. You are the Progenitor” she said again, smiling. She walked toward me, her small figure swaying in the dark. Wait, it’s dark? I looked around to see pure darkness surrounding me, yet somehow I could see her. Before I noticed she was right in front of me. She put one of her small slender hands on my penis, causing me to growl. She couldn’t even fit her hand around half of it yet somehow when she stroked it I felt unimaginable pleasure.
My power is waning, Progenitor. With the humans killing and enslaving the beast race, our population has dwindled to the thousands. And you, you will shoot your seed within me and in return take my power. You will become the Progenitor of the beastmen, repopulating the races and becoming their king.” She said in one long breath, still continuing to stroke my cock. She then undressed herself, letting her beautiful body come into view. I tried to reject her words and escape, but I literally couldn’t move. I was forced to watch helplessly as my body laid itself on the floor, my large penis standing straight up.
She lowered herself over me, squatting as my cock touched the entrance of her hole. She slowly went down, and impossibly her pussy managed to take my cock, her juices flowing freely as she went down.
“Ahhn” she moaned as it reached the base. She began to shake her hips, my cock gliding through her warm hole as it repeatedly touched her womb. Every time it did this, she let out a sweet moan that was music to my ears. I was too horny to think properly and notice that the mysterious force that bound me was gone, and I was thrusting my hips with my own violation. I flipped her on her back then began to pound her with all my strength, using my large hands to twist her nipples. It was long before I could tell I wouldn’t be able to hold on. I increased my speed-much to her pleasure- before I let out a loud growl, blasting my two years of pent up seed inside her. She climaxed right when I did, causing unbearable pleasure. I nearly collapsed on top of her when I finished. I haven’t felt this drained since I climbed from the bottom of the grand canyon with an injured person on my back.
“S...so.. who are you? I accidentally asked in earth language. I was about to repeat the question in elvish when she said
“It is fine, you may talk in your native tongue. As for who I am, you shall know in the future. But know this Progenitor. Know that you have taken my power, your whole world will change. You will bear a fate only the strongest can survive. You will be the man that saves the beastmen from extinction and become their king. This is fate. You cannot escape it.” I considered asking how she knew my native tongue, but instead I asked something different.
“So… exactly what is this power?” I asked curiously.
“You… will be the Progenitor. That should explain itself” She said
“Progenitor… like the Alpha? The thing from which something descent’s from?” I asked in a curious voice.
“Yes, you will have the ability and abilities of all beastmen, extinct or alive. Not only this, you will be able to transform into them. However, this is not omnipotent. No longer will you be able to use magic, only the abilities that the beast’s possess. Also, as you revive our race your human nature will slowly but surely corrode, leaving you nothing but a crazy yet powerful monster that will kill everything in sight.
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To say this was a shock was an understatement. Sure, I just gained all this new power, but how great is this power is I have no freedom and in the end I will become a crazy monster that would end up hurting people I love? Rediculous!
“I thank you for the sex, but I reject your offer” I said in an angry voice.
“This was not an offer” She said. She then stuck slit her own wrist and walked over to me the blood dripping like a waterfall. She raised her wrist over my mouth and said
“Drink” Once again that power came over me, causing me to place my lips over her wrist.
When I got the first sip, I couldn’t stop. I greedily sucked it down in large liquids, laughing as I felt power flow through my veins. I felt like there wasn’t anything I couldn’t do.
“Stop” she said. But I didn’t. I continued to suck the blood from her wrist. Suddenly I felt immense pain as something was stabbed through my head. The second she did this, billions upon billions of images overtook my head. Rabbit beastmen being forced as slaves, having their ears cut off in torture as they were raped by fat nobles. Mermaid clans being skinned alive above the water for the foolish humans that thought they could gain immortality. Young children beastmen being raped and forced to watch as the same was done to their parents. Beastmen being cut up and made into expirements so humans could become naturally stronger, while the ones that didn’t work out become horrifying monsters like the one that came and killed Hank.
Immense rage overcame me and I let go of her wrist as I screamed in rage and defiance. I would have revenge for the fallen beasts, and I would not let the humans get away unpunished.
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I awoke with a start, anger coursing through my veins. It was morning and somehow Zayan had ended up atop my stomach curled in a ball. Was that real? No, it must be. I felt raw power coursing through my veins, hiding within the anger.
“Zayan, wake up”
“Mgu…”
“Zayan, wake up”
“mmmm”
I picked her up and tickled her. I needed cool off, and talking with my daughter was the best way.
“Kyaaa!” she screamed while laughing. “What was… dad!” she shouted. She was angry. I, on the other hand, was laughing my ass off. Did you read the way she screamed? Priceless!
“Ahah.. oh that was too funny” I said while standing up and shaking off, causing snow to be flung off my body. “Anyways, let’s head out.We still have a ways ahead of us” I wanted to meet the beastmen of the rocky plains. I hadn’t seen any in the icy mountain range, and I was curious as to why.
“Okay, let me grab my flute” she said then went back inside the igloo to grab it.
“Zayan, how come you never play for me?” I asked curiously. Indeed, she has never played for me, but I have spied on her playing it. The first time I heard it I was astounded. I didn’t think it was possible for such a beautiful sound to come out of an instrument that small. And that was two years ago! Imagine how good she sounds now.
“I-im not good enough!” she said while blushing.
“Come on, just one song” I laughed
“N-N-No! I wanna play for daddy when I am the best!” She blushed
“Pffft I see how it is” I said then abruptly turned and began walk
“Da-daddy wait!” She yelled. I was deliberately going slow and dragging my feet
“Not until you play” I said and continued on.
“Ok! Ok! OK! I will play!!” She shouted. I turned around and smiled.
“Good”
I cleared out a circle in the snow and gave her a spot to sit. She raised the flute to her mouth and began to play.
(Not necessary to watch, just something I thought would help. Btw, her music is like 10 times better, so this is just a guesstimate.
The second the first note hit my ears I was captured. I stared in shock at the young music god before me. I felt serene and calmed, and I envisioned a beautiful forest, causing my anger to be forgotten, though not gone.
When she finished, I began to clap and laugh
“You're amazing!” I shouted. It truly was a beautiful performance. Her face went completely red when I said this
“T-thank you daddy” she said
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Time went by as our trip took us farther and farther away from the snow. If I was any guess, I would say about two months or so have gone by.
Zayan has been practicing her music even more vigorously, making sounds and songs that are truly amazing.
I haven’t been doing much, only working out and fighting the occasional monster that foolishly wishes to attack us.
We walked for another four hours before we saw the rocky mountain. It was as big as the Ice mountain, possibly bigger. Grass was sticking through the snow, the green blades standing proud. It was my first time seeing grass in this world, and I admit that I was more than a little anxious to feel it. However, I had to play the fatherly role and not act like an Idiot. Zayan, however, had no such requirements. She screamed “Grass!” and began to roll around it. I was tentative to touch it, wondering what the feeling would be.
A step later, I found out. The second my left foot touched it, an electric shock went through my body. Instantly I got into a battle position. Zayan, seeing this asked,
“What’s wrong daddy?” In a weird voice
“Aren’t you getting shocked?” I asked
“Um” she rolled around in the grass some more “Nope” with a happy look on her face.
“Interesting” I thought. I took another step, and was once again rewarded with a shock that went through my foot. When I took another step with my right foot, all hell broke loose.
“GRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH” I screamed. Unimaginable pain went through my body as electricity coursed through it.
“DAD!” Zayan screamed then ran towards me. I put a palm out, telling her not to come closer. I felt the electricity coursing through my veins, changing them into liquids.
“Concentrate on any animal Progenitor. You were the last Demi-human in the Icrucian Mountains, so naturally you did not have to experience this. Think of an animal and will yourself to change into it” The voice who sounded suspiciously familiar to the girl who gave me this power resounded in my head.
So I concentrated. What do you think of when you think of rocky mountains?... A Ram! I pictured a ram in my head, willing my body to change. To my shock I felt something break through my head. My body was growing smaller but sturdier, my muscles and organs shifting.
It took five minutes for this process to happen, and the whole time I wholeheartedly willed myself to become the ram.
When I awoke...
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Btw, Due to the course of the plot I have decided to rename this story to Re:Progenitor. I hope you don't mind, also hope you enjoyed the chapter. I read all of your reviews, but I don't comment. Thanks for the wonderful likes! Ok, onto the next chapter.
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