Unrivaled Demon's Odyssey

Nero, Sophia, and Emilia were sleeping on the same bed. Naked, but covered with a single blanket.

Nero was in his normal form, Sophia was in her angel form, and Emilia was in Emilia form.

Nero was sleeping on the edge of the bed, and Emilia was sleeping on the other edge.

Sophia and Emilia were hugging each other while sleeping face to face— just like an older sister would hug her younger sister.

Emilia opened her eyes and found Sophia was hugging her, so she made some distance between her and Sophia.

"Umh," Sophia slowly opened her eyes and saw Emilia staring back at her. She glanced around the room with her eyes and took a deep breath.

Emilia and Sophia stared into each other's eyes for a while. Then, Sophia slowly moved her hand towards Emilia's face and touched it.

Sophia's face was expressionless, and it was hard for Emilia to guess what she was planning to do. Emilia opened her mouth to say something but stopped and waited to see what Sophia does.

Sophia then moved her hand down to Emilia's chest and touched her breasts. Emilia's face flushed a little as she never expected Sophia to touch her breasts. She tried to stop Sophia from whatever Sophia was trying to do, so she opened her mouth to stop her— but she was pushed off the bed by Sophia.

"Ow!" Emilia grunted as she got up. "What was that for?!"

Sophia sat up as the blanket fell from her chest and revealed her soft and big balloons, "You were too close, so I pushed you down."

"What do you mean by I was too close?! This bed is too small for three people anyway! And you can't just push me like that; what if I get hurt?" Emilia retorted.

"Does it look like I care about what happens to you?" Sophia furrowed her brows and sighed, then said, "The first thing I saw after waking up was your face. Now my entire day is ruined."

"Same for me!" Emilia shouted.

"Stop shouting." Sophia whispered, "Zeus is sleeping."

Emilia covered her mouth and looked at Nero, "Why is he still sleeping?"

She glanced at the window and raised her brows. "He said we would leave at dawn, and now it's nearly noon."

"We were entangling our bodies with each other all night, so I don't blame him for still sleeping," Sophia recalled.

"Yeah, he filled up from both inside and outside, and you too. I wonder how he can produce that much elixir?" Emilia wondered.

"I am sure his  body does it on its own." Sophia shrugged and added, "His body has always been strange."

"Maybe… wait," Emilia squinted her eyes at Sophia and uttered, "Why are you in your angel form?"

"Huh?" Sophia looked at her hair and gasped, "Oh!"

"Wait…. don't tell me you and Nero were doing it after I passed out?" Emilia questioned with a suspicious look on her face.

"No, I passed out before you— after 19 rounds, while you were on your 28th round and still ongoing. And… my form probably changed when I was sleeping. But it's strange that I didn't realize it."

Sophia had a six-hour limit to change her form, and sometimes, it changed when she was sleeping. But she would realize it and change it back before sleeping again.

"How many rounds did you go last night?" Sophia asked with a curious look on her face.

"Only 42."

"What do you mean by 'only', huh?"

"We always go 80+. Sometimes even more, and if you are asking for how many rounds in one day— as in in 24 hours, then more than 100," she asserted with a proud and smug look on her face.

Sophia was pondering on how she should feel after hearing that. Part of her was happy and satisfied, and the other part of her was frustrated and upset.

"Hey, Shopila— I have a question for you," Emilia turned to Sophia.

"Don't call me that! My name is Sophia, so I would appreciate it if you call me that, Pervlia."

Emilia calls Sophia— Shopila to tease her. And Sophia calls Emilia— Pervlia.

"I have been wondering about this form-changing ability of yours and how it works. So I have a doubt," Emilia asserted.

"Go ahead," Sophia nodded and changed her form.

"Your ability has a six-hour limit, right?"

"Yeah," Sophia nodded.

"So suppose, you and Nero are in the middle of humping, and his sword is inside you— what would happen if your form changed or the ability timed out at that time?" Emilia asked with a serious and curious look on her face.

"I… I— I have never thought of that. But I guess I should be careful that doesn't happen."

"It's okay," Sophia and Emilia looked at each other and then glanced at sleeping Nero.

"Don't worry," Nero muttered.

"Is he sleep talking?" Emilia asked Sophia.

"No," Sophia shook her head, "As far as I know, he never sleep talks."

"I got this."

"Yeah, it's fine."

Sophia and Emilia watched Nero as he kept talking in his sleep.

"No, no."

"No. No. No. No. No."

"Are you okay, Philiria?"

"No."

"No!" Nero raised his hand and opened his eyes.

He woke up panting, and then looked at Sophia and Emilia as he caught his breath.

Sophia helped Nero sit up and rubbed his back, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah," Nero nodded. "Just another boring dream."

"It looked like a nightmare to me, though," Sophia remarked.

"Yeah, that. Another one of those…"

Sophia then remembered what Nero said to her yesterday when they were leaving for the guild: 'The dreams I get are too boring.'

"Are you getting nightmares of the past?" Sophia asked with a concerned look on her face.

"Yeah. Every time I sleep, I get one."

"How long has this been happening?" Sophia inquired.

"Ever since… I woke up from my sealed slumber," Nero shrugged.

Nero sighed after looking at the worried look on Sophia's face and said with a smile on his face, "Don't worry. Actually, I quite like these dreams— it reminds me of my pain and suffering, so I don't end up naive as I was back then."

Emilia brought her face between Nero and Sophia, then made an innocent look on her face. Nero pinched Emilia's cheek and chuckled, "Don't make this face."

"So, mind telling me some things? I am curious?" Emilia wondered.

"Sure. It's not like you shouldn't know it," Nero asserted. "Filaria was one of my… companions."

"A girl?" Emilia questioned.

"Yes. And she was a mythical beast. I fought alongside her in a war against… well, demons and other monsters," Nero recalled with a distant smile on her face.

"What happened to her?" Emilia asked curiously.

"She died in my arms with her… husband. I couldn't save them."

"I am sorry," Emilia apologized.

"It's fine." Nero placed his head on Sophia's naked lap and closed his eyes.

"It's not time to sleep. Look, it's already noon, and we are getting late," Sophia remarked as she stroked Nero's hair.

Nero opened his eyes and glanced at Emilia and Sophia, then said with a grin on his face, "Thanks for my most awaited threesome. I can't wait for another one."