Novel Full Chapter 1200: That Thing… belongs to me. Understood?
Chapter 1200: That Thing… belongs to me. Understood?
While Aether was toying with Celestia’s soft, glistening slits, his hands roaming over her beautiful, round ass as her body shivered with each of her helpless, mesmerising moans…
Far away, in the corner of a lonely house hidden deep inside a forest where no monster dared to wander and no living being set foot.
Vesperine landed inside the small, old, humble house. The shimmering light that carried her flickered and vanished, leaving her there, bent forward and gasping for air,
“F-fuck… aha…” she panted, her voice trembling with a mixture of exhaustion and frustration.
She had lost her prey…. Worse, she had been belittled, played with, and discarded.
Her fingers curled into a trembling fist, her nails digging into her palm as her teeth ground together.
Aether’s arrogant, smug face burned into her memory, every detail of his expression making her blood boil hotter.
“Bastard… just wait,” she whispered to the empty room, her voice quivering with rage.
“Once I have enough power, your cock will belong to me alone… No one else!!”
She swore it to herself—she would claim him, no matter what it took.
The humiliation sat heavily in her chest, wrapping around her like chains. She had been used, discarded, and left with a gnawing ache in her pride. Never in her life had she been so furious.
She would make sure to do it back 100 times to Aether.
He would be her dildo very soon!
Then—
Knock. Knock.
The sudden knocking on the wooden door jolted her.
Quickly, she straightened her clothes, smoothed the wrinkles from her shoulders with sharp, quick pats, and forced a breath through her lungs before stepping toward the door.
She placed her hand on the worn handle and exhaled once more before pulling it open.
A purplish hooded figure stood in the doorway, face features hidden under the deep hood. “It’s been a while~” the figure spoke lightly, raising one hand in a slow, casual wave.
Vesperine’s eyes widened, her breath catching. Her knees hit the floor almost instantly.
“Master!”
The figure gave a small nod, its tone almost amused. “Looks like you haven’t forgotten me…” Then, before stepping inside, it said, “Stand up.”
She obeyed quickly, though her heart thudded heavily in her chest.
Why had this figure returned after all this time?
What did it mean for her?
Once inside, the figure lowered itself into an old wooden chair, the legs creaking under the weight. Its gaze lingered on her, sharp and unreadable.
“So… how’s the new life I granted you?”
Vesperine’s lips curved into a shy, almost submissive smile. “Thanks to your blessing, I’ve managed to live well. I’ve even gathered a few… mates for myself.”
“Hmm… hmm…” The figure nodded, a tone of quiet satisfaction slipping through.
“M-May I ask what brings you here so suddenly?” she ventured, curiosity knitting her brows. It had been so long since she had last seen them.
“Oh… nothing much,” the figure replied almost carelessly. “I just came… to deliver our Lord’s message again.”
Her smile faded at once. She bowed her head lower, her knees touching the creaky floorboards.
“I heed your command.”
“Within a week,” the figure said, its voice steady and cold,
“The world will be swallowed in darkness. There will be no mercy. It won’t matter whether they believe in gods or not…”
The words struck her like ice water. A shiver traced her spine as she swallowed hard, unable to mask the fear that clawed at her chest.
The figure leaned back in the chair, speaking in a casual but chilling tone.
“So before then, prepare your mates… the so-called Arcane Kings—to face the birth of the new world.”
Her breath caught. “T-This is so sudden… how can I ready them in only a week? This is impos—”
Before she could finish, her shoulders were crushed down by an unseen, immense force. The air was forced out of her lungs, the weight pressing until her knees almost buckled.
The hooded figure’s head tilted ever so slightly,
“When,” it asked quietly, “did I say you could speak?” A whisper followed, low and venomous,
“Be grateful you’ve been told at all. The other one… don’t even know what’s coming.”
“I-I’m sorry, Master. Forgive me,” She managed to gasp.
Only then did the crushing weight vanish, allowing her to inhale shakily.
Still trembling, she dared to ask, “W-What if… they fail to face this new world?”
The figure gave an indifferent shrug. “What else? Then everyone dies.”
Her face drained of colour, “E-Even me?”
The figure tilted its head. “What are you? A god?”
She let out an awkward, breathless chuckle.
“No one is safe,” the figure continued. “Even I would fall if unprotected. So get moving. Push those fools until they’re ready.
You’ve been given our Lord’s power, haven’t you?”
Vesperine’s head bobbed quickly. “Yes, Master. I will do whatever it takes!”
The figure seemed pleased, a faint hum of approval escaping them as they began to rise. But just before stepping away, it paused.
“Also… about the boy you encountered just now.”
Her brows drew together, “Y-You mean… Aether?”
“Indeed,” the figure replied, turning slightly. From within the hood, two glowing golden lights flared like the eyes of an ancient.
“That Thing… belongs to me. Understood?”
A shudder ran through her entire body. She nodded before she even realised she was doing it, her skin prickling as the golden light seemed to scrape at her very soul.
One wrong word and she felt she might die instantly.
The figure gave a small, almost mocking smile. “Good girl… I do love it when you’re obedient. Ahah~” In a childlike sing-song tone, a swirling black mist formed behind them, twisting into a portal. The figure stepped into it and vanished without another word.
Vesperine stood frozen for a moment, then blinked. “Aether? Why?” she thought.
Her Master’s interest in Aether was… unsettling.
What was it about him?
His sharp, handsome face?
The way his body was built like a sculpted weapon?
Or… his big, thick cock?
“That must be it,” she whispered with a lustful glint in her eyes before a slow, defiant smirk spread across her lips.
“Sorry, Master… but that cock will belong to me.”
Meanwhile,
Aether.
After playing with Celestia a few more times, making sure to feel the soft, springy weight of her plump ass pressing against his hips again, he finally managed to calm the ache in his shaft and shift his focus back to more important matters.
He made his way to see Dora, asking her about the strange mist he had collected earlier… wondering if it was related to the fox kin.
To his surprise, she shook her head. No… this mist was something entirely different—more wicked, more potent, and far more dangerous than Dora’s own.
Dora looked genuinely taken aback that he had managed to escape from the mist’s oppressive, seductive effect at all.
That could only mean one thing… Vesperine’s charm and seduction power… might actually surpass Dora’s.
Vesperine, stronger than the Fox?
What the hell?
If that was true… then there was something even more dangerous than a fox’s allure.
Dora admitted she had never heard of anyone whose seductive ability exceeded hers, which only deepened the mystery.
Which meant… Vesperine was not who he had assumed she might be all along.
He had initially thought she might be a fox in disguise, but clearly… she wasn’t.
Putting that thought aside for now, Aether travelled across each Empire to see what was happening. As usual, he received plenty of affection along the way… far more than he asked for.
After checking up on the progress of Project X, he headed toward Xara’s lab, only to find her locked away inside, refusing to come out.
“Xara… I have a bloo—”
Before he could even finish, the door was yanked open. Xara’s hand shot out, snatching the blood tube from his grip before vanishing back into her lab without so much as a greeting.
“…”
Aether stood there blinking.
Was she… more interested in blood than in seeing him?
A wry smirk tugged at his lips. Without hesitation, he barged in, caught her completely off guard, and delivered a few sharp smacks to her ass. Her surprised cry echoed off the walls before she furiously shoved him back out of her lab and slammed the door.
Shrugging it off, he made his way to Sera’s home.
Yet another surprise for him,
“Master… how are you? I hope you’re doing well!
Is there anything you need from your humble servant?”
“…”
Aether blinked, staring at his little snowflake, who stood before him looking so impossibly pure—her eyes wide, sparkling with innocence, as if she’d never done a single indecent thing in her life.
“Master?”
She tilted her head, her gaze full of gentle light, the kind of expression that could melt anyone’s guard.
“… Who?”