Chapter 227 - Help Is Definitely Needed (1/2)

Venetia struggles to stand upright, and from that sight alone, I can measure fairly accurately how well she will be able to fight against the will of Erosire.

I am cursed, and I am not talking about the inability to fuck up the timeline in an alternate reality. The one that somewhat mirrors the past of the prime-reality. No. I am talking about the lust that is gripping my entire being regardless of whether this is my original fleshy meatsuit or not.

That lustful nature of mine is also quite infectious, spreading to any women that I am touching. More than that, it can turn anyone into a willing slut for my cock after a few successful fucks or so regardless of how reserved and disgusted they are at the beginning.

I have no doubt that Venetia would be the same, for I have yet to find anyone who is truly immune to the power of a Primordial Sin, at least the Primordial Sin of Lust. Even I am not immune to his power, and I am an Aspect.

Does that mean my power is also effective against him as his is to me?

It is reasonable to assume so since Aspects and Primordial are at odd with each other on a multiversal scale, but for what reason exactly, I am still unsure.

Perhaps it is due to our ideology.

It did not escape me that the Primordial Sin of Lust has a thing for mind-control, and that goes directly against one of my principles, as I value freewill very highly. If I had wanted a race of drones, I might as wipe out all life in the universe and populate it entirely with Legion.

Legion is actually already doing that himself, but that is because this universe seems to be completely devoid of life. It is as if someone had already wiped them all out. Could that be the case?

Perhaps I should look more into this, but then again, how does it benefit me in the end to know? Still, being in the dark is troublesome, especially when I want to be in control of everything.

In any case, knowing that my aspectual power is likely effective against a Primordial is a good thing. It will be, I mean. Once I regain all of my lost power.

There are just many things possible with the power of time, and despite how much I have tried to use my power in a truly ingenious way, I have always felt that it is always out of reach. Even complex time manipulation takes a lot of effort from me.

But where are those Fragments of Time is the real question. I have not noticed any yet. Well. That isn't true. There might be a fragment at the Tower of Time. The home of the Black Mage.

That tower is located in the Sea of Time. It is just a name, but a fitting name considering that the flow of time is disruptive there, aging and de-aging anything and anyone within an instant. Only being with infinite lifespan would dare to enter that place.

Even Legion cannot enter there because Legion is not immortal.

There are actually a lot of places here on Azula as well in the universe that Legion cannot enter either.

It just makes thing interesting, I guess.

I watch Venetia as she slowly moves around the desk towards me, just to carry out what I have ordered her to do. It is part of the deal after all, and she better do her best.

Her lovely brown eyes continuously glue to my lower half and at junior, seeing my tenting erection.

It is fairly obvious to anyone that I am sporting such thing. I have had the same erection for many days now, and I am waiting for a proper way to relieve myself. Masturbation is not a proper way, and why would I do that when this world is filled with beautiful women?

Women that I can conquer. This is probably the lustful side of me talking. It cannot be helped for I am cursed. Despite complaining so much about the curse, I do enjoy the improved sex quite a bit. Alright, more than a bit.

”Well? Get on with it then. Your future is at stake here.”

I tell Venetia when her brows furrow hesitantly. She is not doing this for anyone but herself as well as her family. She truly thinks that she can hide that fact from me. Trying to blackmail me too. Quite very amusing to see her try though.

And in the time that it takes for Venetia to go down to her knees in order to slip under my desk, Legion has finished breaking into her enchanted earrings and extracting everything that is recorded within.

Venetia has been a very busy girl, recording everything and everyone that she has been come directly into contact with me. I am just the latest in the long line of people.

This is not actually unusual, considering everyone has dirt on everyone else. That is just how the world work, and it is not like I do not have dirt on practically everyone. Legion has been a very busy boy too, far more than Venetia.

Heh.

Ahem.

The space under my desk is quite comfortable since I do like a very big desk. Big enough for me to fuck the right kind of people on it.

Despite the space under the desk, I did enlarge it with the power of spatial compression, providing me with plenty of legroom. For something like this too, I guess.

Seeing the enlarged space below the desk did make Venetia pauses, but not for every long. Enlarging dimension is not something rare here at the academy. It is just difficult to do. There is a Master Crafter here on the campus who can crafts storage rings, so a little bit of request and money would accomplish the same thing.

Venetia purses her lips as she kneels between my legs, which I so graciously spread apart for her, and I give a look as her dainty fingers reach out. She begins to undo the button on my pants and then pulls down the zipper before slipping a hand inside to fish out my cock.

Obviously, Venetia must have done something like this in the past, considering how easily and swiftly she had managed to take out my cock. However, the size before her is enough to shock her.

”Y-you are so big, Master Maxwell!”

I crack up at the comment, but not because of her surprise or sudden outburst. Maybe compliment, I guess. No. It is because I could technically change its size at will.

But I rather not as it is not the size that matters. It is how I use it, and I have used it quite well. Plenty of beautiful women can attest to this, right after they come down from their ungodly orgasmic delight.

Venetia, obviously, will be just one more woman on the long list who can vouch for me and junior.

And just like any new girl who come to learn about my cock, she is in awe and fear. The fear is because of how painful it would be for her when I rip her inside apart, but that is for later since I do have plenty of time. Time that is solely up to me.

Venetia is kind of stupid, not realizing that I can actually keep Drake incarcerated indefinitely, thus she would be my private cumdump forever. Well. Women like her are only good for one thing after all. As bedwarmer, that is.

In any case, Venetia is being charmed by my cock. It is the same thing when I had kissed her a moment ago. She will not able to resist herself from stroking it and taking into her mouth, and when she finally tasted my baby batter, she will become an addict.

There is a nagging problem of impregnating her, producing another Avatar of Time here on Azula, but I really cannot let something like that stops me from having fun.

I am certain that I will be here on Azula for a long time, on and off, so it might be better to just produce another daughter if I have to. It is always going to be a daughter because they need to accept my seeds afterwards.

Taking on the male form is difficult because I am not gay.