6|Dark veil
"Here and now?" He smiled, "How about we diversify?!" He ripped off Aspilon's cloth. "Yahhhhh!" She pressed against her boobs. In his past life as Sai, he was a virgin. He did not concern himself with sexual pleasure; he was too busy gaming, training, and saving lives. Though he had a girlfriend, they never met physically; they just chatted online.
But as Zen, he planned to live life to the fullest, and what is a man's life without the ecstasy that came with sex? He pinned her against the wall with brute force, he went for her soft cherry-pink lips. Their mouths interlocked, their tongues rolled against each other. She fell onto the bed, sweat covered her entire body. Then she pulled her tights slowly, just enough to give him goosebumps.
Underneath her maiden uniform, her V-card stood turgid and moist; there were no hairs, so its pinkish colour and shape were properly highlighted. Zen zipped his trousers down and brought out his sword of punishment. It was firm and erect, the veins on it were visible, highlighting its largeness. He thrust it in with just enough force for it to penetrate in one go.
"Ahhhhhhhhh, Lord Dark is wonderful!" She clutched her fists against the bedsheet. The pleasure she felt at the moment was simply out of this world.
The bed creaked under the weight of movement from their exotic session that was being carried out on it. Aspilon screamed her lungs out, though the neighbours could not hear a thing due to the sound barrier that was placed around Zen's room. The two were breathing heavily, a valid proof of how they enjoyed each other. He pulled his sword out of her V-card.
It was time for the milky shower. Milk-coloured fluid poured from his sword onto Aspilon's chest and face. "Ahh, I have been blessed by Dark-sama!" She licked the semen on her face. "Ahhh, it tastes so glorious!" Her cheeks grew redder. He bent down slightly and sucked her nipple. "Yahhhh, Lord Dark-sama!" She exclaimed loudly, pressing his head against her boob.
Their moment of ecstasy came to an end, followed by a brief cleanup. "Ahem!" Aspilon scoffed; she had just repaired her outfit. "Lord Dark, Lady Velora has asked me to call upon you in regards to the Umbra Black."
Zen was lost in thought. "That was so nice… who would have thought that sex was going to be so good…" He looked up to the ceiling. "Lord Dark-sama," she called out. He turned his head slowly, tilting it backwards—the classic aura pose. "Sure, let's get going." He placed his hands inside his pockets.
Aspilon placed her hand on the wall, the bricks unravelled, creating a dark-coloured gateway. "Lord Dark-sama, after you." She took a step back and bent her head slightly. He walked through the gateway.
"Welcome back, Lord Dark-sama." A lineup of Dark Veil members divided into two parts to create a walkway for him.
Behind them stood a huge manor designed as if it were a mini estate. The sky was dark, a stream of stars ran across it. The light from the crescent moon illuminated the entire space. A well-kept garden of green stood at the front of the manor. The floor was finely designed with black marbles.
"My domain looks more expensive in reality than it was in-game." Domains were gifted to each of The Ten Azure Emperors, though their sizes and properties varied based on rank and individual preference.
Zen created his domain to be an estate clad in darkness, which would serve as a base of operations for Dark Veil. "Lord Dark-sama, this way." Aspilon walked ahead.
He followed her slowly from behind. They got to a huge brown door. On its own, it opened with a creak. On the other side stood a black-coloured throne placed high above ground.
There were three ladies who knelt down before him, one on the left and two on the right. They had a distinctive mana pressure different from other Dark Veil members that welcomed him. Aspilon left his side and knelt down before him on the left.
"Please forgive us for disturbing your magnificent self," a white-haired elf with long pointed ears raised her head upwards, her dim emerald eyes burning with devotion, "but our lowly selves needed the guidance of our Lord."
"You may stand." He moved his arm as if he cut through space; a gust followed, blowing heavily across the room. "Your lordship, welcome back." A rough, dark-haired wolf woman waved at him in an informal manner. "Arghhh, Theta, can't you be a bit respectful?" A crimson-eyed female figure rubbed her temples. "I am being respectful to my lordship, Nyxa!" She scratched her rough hair.
"Argh, forget it, I forgot you didn't have a brain." Nyxa rolled her eyes. "Now, now, you two," Aspilon jammed her hands together, "do not display your vulgarity in front of Lord Dark." She gave them a death stare, the kind you give to little kids who step on your toes.
"Can you all be silent? Have you forgotten whose presence you are in?" Velora's voice boomed through the room. They all immediately stopped talking and rearranged their positions. "We, the Eight Veils, greet our lord." They bowed their heads in unison. "Velora!" A black slimy sludge covered Zen.
It latched onto his body, forming a bodysuit, a hood, and a cape—classic villain vibe. He sat on his throne, placing one leg atop the other. "What's the situation?" He placed his head over a fist and tilted it slightly, striking the perfect aura pose.
"We have noticed a strange and ancient organisation working in the darkness." She stood. "Umbra Black. They may be connected to the cursed ones."
"Hmm." He smirked. "We are Dark Veil." The other veils stood. "We tread in the darkness in order to hunt the darkness," they replied in unshakable unison.
"Whatever the threat may be, wherever they may hide, they cannot escape and they will not escape. For we will hunt them down." Zen stood, his mana burning with a bright purple. The faces of the Veils were filled with admiration.