Chapter 102: Almighty Ethan
Celine's eyes glowed faintly as the bond between Supreme God and follower was established. She grabbed and kissed his hand. "You're my Almighty God... I will serve Debauchery from today."
Gabriella looked as if she had seen death. "Blasphemy!" she roared. "You'll burn for this, boy! You too, Celine! Once I get out of these chains, I will kill you myself!"
Ethan hauled Celine up, her naked body pressing against him. "Come on, pet. Put on your clothes. It is time to fly."
They left behind the screaming Gabriella and climbed the dungeon stairs. Celine's steps were still wobbly, having not yet recovered from Ethan's pounding yet.
Cum still leaked down her legs. She snipped her fingers, and magically, her clothes and body were cleaned up, while her hair was fixed again.
"Nice trick," Ethan said with a raised eyebrow, making her beam in pride.
Near the shrine exit, sunlight spilled in. Ethan paused for a moment and stretched under the warmth. He had wonderful sex down in the dungeons, but they were cold as hell.
Celine halted suddenly. "Master... What about my sister Gabriella? Will she join Debauchery soon? You could convert her like you converted me?"
Ethan patted her ass and squeezed one of the cheeks, feeling its thickness. "She'll be treated well with honor and everything. Of course I'll convert her, one way or another."
Celine smiled, feeling happy, letting herself be groped. "Thank you, Almighty."
Ethan was basking in the phrase 'Almighty Ethan' when an evil spark hit him. "Get ready outside, pet. Unruffle your wings or something. I'll be back soon."
He slipped back down into the dungeons, approaching Gabriella alone. She snarled at him worse than before. "Back for more, you limp-dicked worm? Your 'God' act won't save you when Michael comes. You're a pathetic boy playing with forces you can't handle!"
Ethan shrugged. "Look who's talking. Someone who is chained in my dungeons. Anyway, I am a generous god. Submit to me, and it'll make your life easier."
Gabriella spat on the floor. "Submit to you? I'd rather eat orc shit! You're a failure. You couldn't even keep my sister's powers without heaven laughing at you!"
The Cromwell heir let her rant, his expression hardening every minute. Gabriella would be difficult to break. Perhaps she needed a lesson in good behavior.
Ethan vanished behind the pillar. Minutes later, he emerged as Cassie, sporting an innocent smile, wearing a white gown.
Gabriella blinked. "You again? What is this evil sorcery? How can you change bodies just like that?"
Cassie paid no attention to the angel's nagging and tugged at her clothes until all the heavencloth fell away. She screamed and thrashed helplessly.
Gabriella's body was now bare naked. Her breasts were even bigger than Celine's, and her hips wider, with a pink shaved pussy that could handle an Orc's dick quite easily.
Ethan returned behind the pillar while the angel hurled abuses at him. He switched back to the male form. Gabriella's voluptuous angel body tempted him, but there wasn't much time.
"Have fun while I'm gone," he said walking away. "I'm going to arrange some company for you. They'll worship you properly on my behalf."
Gabriella's eyes widened, and she looked confused and scared. "What do you mean? No! Don't leave me like this! Who are you sending after me?"
Ethan walked out and went through the shrine hall. The orgy men and women were in dozens, naked and sweaty, still in their foreplay phase. They paused their fun, looking up on his arrival.
"Friends and lovers," Ethan began. "If you wish for genuine enjoyment, real pleasure, then join my religion. Debauchery. Swear your loyalty to me and you will have everything you ever imagined, and then more."
The orgy members didn't even think twice. They surged forward, kissing his hands and feet. "Yes, Almighty Ethan! You are our god! We swear our faith!"
[Notification: 47 new followers added into Debauchery]
[The more followers you have, the more faith points (FPs) you accumulate. FPs can be used to perform miracles]
Ethan quickly browsed through his newly created RELIGION section. Right now, it only had a list of followers. However, he could select each individually and read personal details about them.
The Miracle subsection was greyed out. However, the Cromwell heir observed that along with HP and MP, an FP bar had newly appeared on the corner of his dashboard.
[Mind Control: As their God, you may suggest individually or collectively to perform specific actions with high likelihood of them performing it without question. This power will get stronger over time]
Ethan grinned and rubbed his chin. "Hmm. So this is like Dominus, but they follow my commands voluntarily. Cassandra, how do I generate FPs?"
[Followers will generate FPs slowly as long as they haven't denounced the religion. To gain FPs quickly, you must reward or punish the followers, thus flaring their faith]
The Cromwell heir nodded and turned to the freshly converted crowd. "I am a generous god. Your first privilege for joining Debauchery is to go down to the dungeons. There is a celestial being waiting for you down there, naked and ready to be used. Enjoy."
The horny crowd cheered and began chanting Almighty Ethan's name. Then they rushed down, excited about their God's divine gift. "That's what you get for crossing me, Gabriella. You become fodder for my religion."
Satisfied with his revenge, Ethan stepped out, joining Celine under the stars.
On seeing her master approach, she jerked her shoulders. Wide, feathery wings opened up, sending a gust of wind in Ethan's direction.
"Ride me, master," she said seductively, bending over.
The angel was much taller than Ethan and therefore had to stoop for him to climb over. The Cromwell heir mounted her back and put his hands on her breasts for support. "Fly, pet. We are running out of time. My children are in danger."
Celine took off and launched into the air, disappearing into the night with Ethan on her back.