Chapter 299 - Secrets Not Meant To Be Known (2/2)

”Keep an eye on this boy. He may prove very useful in the future.” And before A'ruya could say anything else, the green haired, mȧturė beauty that is her grandmother disappeared in a flash of light, followed closely by those who had come with her. Including A'ruya's parents who didn't bother saying a word to her.

Once she was alone again, A'ruya couldn't help but smile. Her choice had been approved by her grandmother, something that rarely if ever happened.

”I wonder if I should reward him for this?” A'ruya asked herself quietly while thinking.

Laz, unaware of what he had just missed, awoke to find he was still on the red silk bed, but all of his clothes had been removed. On the bed on his right were two very fleshy mounds that had curled up next to him, on rest her head against his ċhėst while the other was rest her head against his tight. And on his left side were two more fleshy mounds, resting in the same way on his other side.

Laz blanked out and sort of twitched at the same time, causing the four mounds to rise up.

It was all four of the Ivy sisters, dressed in black nighties with corresponding black pȧntɨės. If not for the fact that the scars on their bodies were very different from each other, Laz wouldn't even be able to tell them apart.

”You're awake?” They asked, seeing his open eyes.

”Yes.... Ummm....??” Laz was at a loss for words.

”Sorry. You have been the first male to have come into this room and we couldn't decide who should keep you company,” Death said, or the one that Laz recognized as Death Ivy.

”Honestly, we had almost fought over it, but decided to let you choose who you wanted to keep you company,” Pestilence Ivy added on.

”And so when we came in to ask and saw you asleep, we couldn't help ourselves,” War Ivy explained.

”And before we knew it, we all fell asleep,” Famine Ivy finished up the explanation.

”Ah. How long was I out for?” Laz asked, sitting up a bit.

”A few hours. It felt like...” Death answered.

”You weren't really here. And we didn't want you to leave...” Famine finished.

”You all... seem to want something?” Laz felt there to be a longing in the girls eyes, one that seemed sad and excited at the same time.

”Only you can help us,” War said with pleading written on her flawless face.

”We have waited... and hoped... but it seemed to be for nothing....” Pestilence commented.

”How can I help?” Laz asked, wondering what the problem was.

”We...” The girls all hesitated.

”It's ok. We are... all of us, rather similar in a way. Perhaps you girls wear your scars on the outside, but mine are within and hidden. This makes us close. If there is something I can do, let me know?” Even if the girls bodies looked rather grotesque and mutilated, that didn't mean Laz was adverse to them as people. If anything, it made him feel bad for them. So if he could do something, he would.

”The daughter of the goddess and even the goddess herself said that you could save us. But we have no idea the price you would have to pay for it.” Death admitted.

”What price? And what do I need to do to 'save' you?” Laz wondered, with all of this talk, what hell he was going to have to go through to help them.

”We...” Famine hesitated.

”We need your blood. Within it lies the power to regenerate our bodies and renew our flesh.” War finally admitted, although she looked away as she said it.

Asking someone to feast on their blood, how was one suppose to do that in this day and age. How could the girls not be embarrassed.

”Oh? Is that all?” Laz asked, surprised. He knew his blood was special and full of life. But could it really restore their bodies from all of the scars that they had received? Even their private parts couldn't be considered whole or even usable. The memento of their long gone master.

If loosing a bit of blood could fix that, he was fine with it. Besides which, Laz had started looking at the long term. He already had relations with four girls who seemed to care for him deeply, but he didn't have much else besides that in terms of actual companions. With the strength these girls possessed, they would be a big help in the future. So what did loosing a little blood mean to him now?

”You're... not opposed?” Famine asked, her words reflecting all of their thoughts. Maybe to Laz it was just a little blood. But to them, it was giving them their lives back by healing their shattered bodies and damaged souls.

”If I need you in the future, I will expect you to help me and therefore you will need to keep getting stronger. As long as you can promise me this, I don't mind at all,” Laz spoke his true feelings.

The sisters couldn't help but tear up at his words.

”We promise. From this day forth, we shall be your loyal servants. Until the day of our deaths!” As the girls swore an oath that Laz didn't intend for them to swear, as strange hum filled the room, one that was very light and hard to even notice.

Without even waiting to explain the process, the girls all bit down at the same time, two on both of his shoulders and one on the thɨġh of each leg. Their sharp teeth took several moments before they were able to penetrate his skin, but they finally managed. His body was amazingly tough, but so were their teeth. Especially because he didn't try to resist.

Laz had to admit at this point that he felt kind of weird. Having four girls bite him at once was... stimulating, to say the least. On top of that, as they gently took a bit of his blood, slightly at first but a bit more forcefully after, Laz's body started to respond.

His eyes turned gold, his hair grew out, long and white while his skin turned a slightly grey color. Not only that, but his blood flow became stronger as his heart beat like a drum.

The strong energy and life in his blood became almost one hundred times stronger, causing the four girls to mȯȧn in pŀėȧsurė as they tried to slow down..

But this last bit was far stronger than what they had taken before and they couldn't continue.

But it seemed like enough as the girl's bodies began to glow.