Mad God – Reborn

Since early morning, people had been excitedly gathering before the newly built, massive Wonder Emporium complex. As the opening day neared, a sea of bobbing heads filled the main market square, all wishing to enter the domed building of promised wonders.

"Move, make way!" a shout rang out as a luxurious, decorated carriage approached it, flanked by half a dozen armed guards.

Of course, the forceful intrusion into the crowd upset many people in the square, but they quickly kept their true thoughts to themselves, recognizing whose carriage it was, thanks to a sun with an eye in the middle.

"Freaks…" a younger-looking man whispered, having just been shoved aside.

"Stop!" a young voice echoed from inside the carriage as a man's head popped through the veil covering the carriage window. He had slick, white hair combed backward and deep, blood-red eyes, with a face that looked like a teenager's. He smiled, gazing at the other youngster, and the boy gulped, afraid to meet his eyes.

"Elinus…" multiple voices whispered as they recognized the young-looking man, stepping back in a hurry.

He was part of the Brightseed family, one of Rozex's most dreaded noble households. Even when Rudrick sat on the throne, if someone asked which noble family they would want to provoke least, the immediate, correct answer was the Brightseed family. Mostly because they were backed by the Spire of Corvux. Rudrick's people would kill you. Corvux and his Spire? They would turn you into a couch.

As for the Brightseeds, in name, they were a typical noble family, dabbling in different businesses and trading, leading caravans outside of Rozex. In reality, everyone knew they were only a dollhouse for the Spire of Corvux. Their members were all experimented on, 'enhanced' by Corvux or any of his pureblood family members. They served as their living, breathing dolls to dress up as they wished. Even more chilling, they usually 'donated' their own 'willing' family members... and their newborns. Or they brought back 'volunteers' from outside, right into the Spire of Corvux, something that was a monthly occurrence.

Currently, Elinus was the appointed heir to the Brightseed family. The Spire had taken him in as a preteen decades ago, and back then, he had chestnut-brown, wavy hair and deep blue eyes, the usual telltale signs of a Brightseed. He had no real signs of talent, only that he was the newest son of the current family head, Veponia, the matriarch of the Brightseed bloodline. Nobody heard about him for years after he was 'donated' until one day, he was sent back, wearing the telltale white hair of the Naulins and having his deep blue eyes transformed into a blood-red color. He had an immaculate, almost female-like, slim, and slender body worthy of admiration, but deep inside, he was more rotten than anybody else in the city.

Nobody could tell what was happening inside the Brightseed courtyard since he returned, but everyone knew that when Elinus's carriage appeared, it was best to stay clear. It soon became apparent that his beautiful looks hid a frighteningly distorted, corrupted soul, as he was prompted to act with wanton sadism and terror towards anyone present around him, finding great enjoyment in it.

"Please… repeat it!" Elinus looked down at the youngster, smiling brightly.

"I... said nothing... milord..." He stuttered, trying to look away, but he just couldn't. He felt like his soul was being drawn to his eyes, unable to back away.

"Really?!" Elinus laughed, then flung the door open and stepped out, still laughing. His soldiers were already clearing the way, but they had little work to do as the masses receded on their own. "I heard differently, boy! What was it? Freak?" He tilted his head, scratching his chin, wearing a loose, bright-red silk robe that was only held together with a golden belt on his waist, looking like a male whore in a brothel.

"No, it was not…" The boy replied, with a weak, barely audible voice. His breath was forcefully pressed out from his lungs, through his throat, shaking his vocal cords the same way he was trembling now with his whole body. However... Soon he faltered and sat on the ground right in front of Elinus.

"I have pretty good hearing, you know," Elinus said, placing his hands on his wrist and tilting his head to the side as he examined the boy. "You lot like to call my family a freak show, huh? If I remember correctly, some drunkards did so to my face months ago… no? Or my new rug is made from another group's skins? Oh well! Doesn't matter!" He giggled. "Also, the rest of you!" He shouted, scanning the hundreds of eyes, trying not to look at him. "What the hell are you all doing here? Didn't you see the notice that this building is owned by TWO Spire Lords? Don't you see their crests on the front door? Do you think nobodies like you are allowed in? Dream in your own beds, not outside, blocking the way for nobles!" He yelled, clicking his tongue and shaking his head in disappointment. "Now… what should I do about you?" He asked, turning his gaze back to the youngster before him, who had somehow found the strength to stand back up.

Before he could say something or start begging for his life, Elinus's hand was already reaching out to grab onto his throat. Yet, before his fingers could touch his neck, a black tentacle wrapped around his wrist, holding him in place.

"And who are you to say who is going to be let inside and who is not?" A new voice asked as Elinus's head turned toward its source, where Ariana was walking forward, quickly cutting through the sea of people, wearing a small smile.

"Oh? Because you know better? Are you the owner?" Elinus giggled, unbothered, wearing an 'innocent' smile, his hand still trying to go forward.

"Me? No. I'm only a maid." Ariana smiled in response, stepping into the circle of Elinus's guards and waiting for their master's orders.

"Only a maid, huh? Well, you could serve me if you want. I like your face, little flower. With these kinds of things, you could pleasure me well..." he moaned as he grabbed onto the tentacle with his other hand, squashing it and tearing it off from his wrist with relative ease. By then, the youngster had already rushed away, hiding in the crowd, grateful to have escaped a calamity and hoping nobody would remember his face after this.

"If you wish so, I can entertain you with them." Ariana curtsied towards the man. "Only it may result in permanent damage for which I can not take responsibility."

"Ohoho, don't worry, I can't be hurt that easily and… I like pain!"

"I heard that." Ariana sighed, and then another, more spear-like, black tentacle rose from the ground, aiming between the legs of Elinus, who hurriedly stepped backward with his naked feet, laughing, still watching Ariana's gaze.

"Already going for the soft spots, eh? Oh my, how hungry, curious little virgin you are! Don't worry, just ask, and I can show it to you!" his words made Ariana twitch her eyes a little, but she refused to reply to his provocations. "Mmmmh…" Elinus, unbothered, took a deep breath and licked his lips, continuing to speak. "I can smell your unsoiled pussy's scent...!" he moaned.

Without warning, he loosened his robe, showing his throbbing, clearly modified member to Ariana, thrusting it forward. It was a monstrosity, clearly grafted onto his body, as neither the skin color nor shape matched him, or any human, not to mention the prominent scars around his groin.

"Disgusting…" Ariana almost retched, grimacing as she looked at it for only a moment before spitting at him and raising her hands. Her eyes were filled with evident anger as she summoned a black spear that gave off a frightening, weird aura and emitted blackish smoke from its tip.

"You want to fight with my spear with yours?" Elinus laughed. "I'm in! I can take it just as well as I can give it!"

"Not even Reignar was this abominable!" She groaned as she was already stabbing forward, watching his reaction to the attack.

More surprisingly, he didn't even dodge. He just reached out, grabbing onto the spear with his bare, naked hands, grinding it to a halt. His feet dug into the cobblestone street below him, leaving deep marks as he was pushed backward by Ariana's strength, yet neither his feet nor his hands were injured. They constantly let out white smoke from the heat generated by the friction, yet neither his skin broke nor shed any blood. Even as his face looked pained, his eyes clearly enjoyed it.

"Oh girl, you are strong! Ahahaha! Let's fuck!" he yelled and then pulled her closer, held by her own spear, surprising Ariana with the strength he was showing. She didn't expect him to stop her attack like that.

When she lost her balance and stumbled forward, her eyes met another 'spear', but with a more grotesque, dangerous look and smell than hers, aiming to stab her. By reflex, she shouted out like a frightened young girl, using her full strength to push on her own weapon, sending herself flying backward. Elinus just laughed, keeping up the 'thrusting' motion with his waist as he spun Ariana's weapon in his hands, giggling.

"What a cute voice, my little cherry! Let me pop you!" He rushed at her, wielding the black spear and aiming it at Ariana's flustered, panicked face.

Luckily for her, it was made of her own affinity, and before it could land, she took control, melted it with a sweep of her hand, and turned its solid form into a slimy, ink-like substance that coated Elinus's hands and robe.

"How quaint!" The man laughed, his black, smudged hand still reaching for her head with his stretched-out fingers. He tried to poke out Ariana's left eye with a sadistic, wild grin, but stopped at the last moment. "I like being covered with sludge! Especially if it comes from someone this sexy... Mhm! Let me poke a new hole for me to use right into your skull..."

At the same time, Ariana was shocked, surprised, and disgusted; she had never met anyone like him. In that moment, she realized what true insanity meant... It was staring her in the face. Worse still, her opponent seemed not just completely scrambled in his mind, but also capable of incredible strength... Especially because his fingers suddenly started to move again, getting closer.

When the finger almost penetrated her eyes, Ariana's head swayed to the side, grabbing onto his hand and twisting it. At the same time, her legs were already in a sweeping motion to knock Elinus to the ground, drawing his arm to his back and pinning him down.

"You can be on top if you wish!" Elinus cackled when Ariana landed on his back. Looking around, she saw the guards standing still, not moving, only keeping people away, letting their Master fight, or, as they saw it, play around.

"Shut up!" Ariana spat through gritted teeth, pulling his hand back and twisting it until it would break most people's arms.

"Ahaha, more! Give me more! This is making me cum!" Elinus moaned loudly. "Finally, someone who understands me!" He gasped for air, making Ariana's skin prickle. “Hey… girlie… What is your name?" he turned his head to the sides, watching her with glowing red eyes, but when he received no answer, he just laughed again. "No matter! If you don't want to say it… I'll name you later then, my little meat toilet."

As he moved his hand, Ariana was shocked to see him do it. She was using her full power to pin him down, yet he still fought back. In the end, he even tore his hand from her grip, shook Ariana off his back, and stood up without any visible injury on his body. He exhaled hot air, visible to the naked eye even in the hot summer daylight, like a grotesque dragon. A moment later, he stood in an animalistic posture that gave Ariana the creeps, making it hard for her to stay focused.

"I'll kill you…" For the first time, a cold, utterly emotionless voice came from Ariana's lips as her aura boiled and rumbled, followed by unnatural darkness that descended on the square, as if an eclipse were happening above them.

"Do it!" Elinus growled, with palpable excitement in his voice, "I wish you would do it! Death is the final and best orgasm in one's life! The ultimate climax!"