Chapter 294: It’s Been Too Long (2) (R-18)

"This appears even more surreal than before," Akasha murmured, recalling the identical scene he had witnessed in the past, during the moment he brought about the Universe’s destruction.

Yet, seeing it now, there was an undeniable difference in its presence.

The threads stretched across the void, transforming it from an emptiness into something resembling an eternal loom—one that had never been taught the art of ceasing its relentless weaving.

He stood above his mountain, taking it all in for a moment before looking down.

Below, the place was naturally far from as empty as it might usually be.

In addition to the familiar small group that had been there earlier, countless more beings had arrived—personally transported by Akasha during his departure from the Universe.

They had scattered themselves across the grass, the low orchards, and the wide open spaces.

Some lounged comfortably, others stood engaged in conversation, and a few staked out a patch of ground to call their own for the time being.

Harlan, Melvin, Liliana, General Salvatore, Jovian, and their companions were easy enough to spot.

Calista, on the other hand, had been brought into Dream Land, and then there was the Empress—frozen in place, unable to move or act, just as she had been ever since Melvin pulled her through the portal.

Aside from those familiar faces, most of the inhabitants of Dream Land had arrived thanks to two individuals Akasha had already arranged things with: Nara and Amaterasu.

Alongside these two rulers came their entire Pantheon, though notably, it was only them—there was no sign of the Celestial Accord itself.

"Hmm?" Akasha arched a brow because, as he looked... he didn’t see the two people he perhaps was waiting to see all along.

Luna and Yume—yet in that instant, his eyes abruptly shifted, drawn by a presence... a scent so distinct it struck him without warning.

The endless abyss of blackness melted into a haze of purple leaf-petals as his nostrils filled with an aroma unlike flowers or the familiar, dreamlike fragrance that usually lingered in this realm.

No, this was something else entirely... pure lust.

And it was emanating from one place—the Golden Apple Treehouse.

Akashi followed his gaze and chuckled, low enough that the sound barely carried through the void.

"It seems," she said, "like my daughters-in-law have been rather... on edge."

"Um, Mother," Akasha said with a smile he couldn’t hide. "I will be ba---"

Before Akasha could even finish speaking, Akashi released his hand as she patted him on the back.

"Go have your fun," she told him, and the pale, almost-gray of her hair drifted in a wind the void did not admit to having, the purple infinity under her eye bright as a secret she was no longer interested in keeping.

"I will go have a chat with some of your... friends."

Akasha nodded as he watched her vanish, then took a single step.

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He stood in the treehouse’s grandest chamber, the polished wood radiating warmth around him, the air heavy with a scent that suggested something far from pure.

Akasha found himself within the room that could rightfully be considered his own, though he had rarely occupied any space beyond the living area.

Before him stretched a grand bed, upon which lay two strikingly beautiful figures.

It was obvious they weren’t just resting, as the room was alive with heavenly sounds.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

On the left, Luna lay fully bare against the sheets, pale skin luminous in the chamber’s low light, slender through the waist, curved where it mattered.

Her pink-and-purple hair spilled over the pillows in a messy tangle.

Her knees were wide open, and two fingers worked between her thighs in a slow, wet rhythm she had clearly been keeping for a long time, eyes half-lidded on the wooden ceiling as a scene from long ago played.

Her and Akasha’s first time together.

"Ah~ My... love," The name broke on a moan, then came again, thinner, hungrier.

"Mmh...where are you... Ah~"

Beside her, Yume had not bothered with personal space.

Her long blue-and-purple hair had already mixed with Luna’s, strands knotted together on the same pillow.

She was just as naked, hips rolling up into her own hand, breath leaving her in soft, wrecked sounds that found Luna’s and braided with them until the room itself seemed to pulse.

"Ohh... Luna, say his name for me~," Yume whispered, then lost the rest of the sentence to a shiver.

Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!

Their moans drifted through the chamber in near harmony—Luna’s higher, pleading; Yume’s lower, indulgent and aching.

HUMMMM!!!!!

At this moment, Akasha’s lust surged intensely, radiating a vibrant aura of pink and purple around him.

His desire was already heightened from Akashi’s teasing and her grinding on him.

Witnessing this display, he could no longer suppress his urges.

His clothes did not fall; they faded into motes and were gone.

"No fair," he said, his voice rough. "You two decided to play without me?"

At that moment, both women froze as if a string had been cut.

For a heartbeat, the only sound was wet fingers going still and the two women catching their breath.

They rose from the bed slowly, the sheets clinging slightly to their pale skin and hair.

Luna smiled at him, full of hunger, licking her lips as if she could already taste him in the air.

"Oh, look who finally decided to show up..." she said with a soft, amused chuckle.

"Fufufu~ It’s been an entire century, my love."

Tilting her head just slightly, she bit her lip in a teasing manner.

"You’re not going anywhere for a long, long time."

Yume’s mouth curved to match hers.

"Right... one hundred years," she said, her eyes shadowed with the weight of it. "Akasha... shouldn’t you be apologizing to us?"

The moment Yume’s words left her lips—oddly defiant, and for the first time addressing him by his first name—they were gone from the mattress and found themselves pressed against him.

Mmh~~~

Luna took his mouth first with no preamble at all.

Her lips parted, his tongue sliding in with the wet heat of someone who had been fantasizing about this forever and now had the real thing.

Yume pressed in at his other side as her tongue dragged up the line of his neck, slow and claiming, and both of her hands wrapped around his cock at once.