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"If life exists in this world beyond destiny, then naturally every object in this world also possesses its own destiny. My current body is a product of self-degradation, its existence itself has no meaning; it is merely a means for me to enter the mundane world and observe from the inside out. And the understanding and conclusions drawn from this observation all originate from my own spirit. This physical body itself has not received its due destiny, that is, its connection with this world itself. In a fundamental sense, my body is merely a tool to carry my soul."
As she said this, feeling Fan's hand resting on her chest, Soraka did not resist, but instead closed her eyes slightly and silently perceived this physical feedback.
Sensing the curiosity in Soraka's eyes, Fain withdrew his hand after noticing her emotions, and then moved his hand toward Soraka's lower body.
His broad, thick hands brushed past the thin, holy robes, feeling the light, close-fitting, seamless undergarments beneath. Fain blinked, then moved behind Soraka, pressing close to her, feeling the warmth of the Star Child's body. He slowly used his fingers to part the seams of her undergarments, then explored her flower valley from below in a more relaxed position.
Perhaps because it was the first time she had experienced this sensation? Soraka frowned slightly as Fane's fingers entered her body, but quickly regained her composure and said:
“A strong longing has arisen within your soul, stemming from the curse of that mad soul, and it is your soul pleading with me for help. It is not out of so-called love, but because this may be the destiny that this body was meant to have when it was created, thus connecting me with you who are beyond destiny. So you can rest assured, I will help you strengthen the seal on Osiris, in the way you are used to and prefer, as long as it does not affect other innocent people.”
Upon hearing Soraka's words, Fain nodded slightly, somewhat understanding what Soraka meant.
Not being human, the concept of humanity doesn't apply to Soraka. Faced with the divinity that compels her to endure tangible suffering to descend upon Runeterra and guide its people back to the right path, for Soraka, if this body, or rather, 'vessel' or 'clothing,' carrying her spirit allows Fahn to better suppress the Curse of Ossilash, then for Soraka, there's no moral pressure; it's simply helping others and making the most of what's available.
Thinking this, Farn felt a surge of heat in his lower body. Feeling Soraka's gentle, compassionate, peaceful, and holy nature, and her almost complete lack of sexual desire, even Farn, a carnivore by nature, couldn't help but feel a strong urge to seduce her, causing an immediate riot in the House of Commons.
Thinking this, Fain placed his hand on Soraka's back and applied slight pressure. Sensing Fain's intention, Soraka didn't seem to mind, calmly bending down and raising her buttocks. Although described as goat hooves, Soraka's legs were actually quite well-proportioned, with white markings on her calves and hoof-shaped feet. Upon further contact, Fain also noticed that Soraka's figure was even more slender, her chest not large, but just the right size. The outline of her lower abdomen was very clear; even through her thin robe, the contours of her groin were clearly visible and palpable.
Fahn had also felt this silhouette on other girls, and in Fahn's experience, Soraka's, Janna's, and Jinx's were more similar, all of which were achieved because of their slender figures, rather than Vi's, which could be felt with obvious strength when touched and used, and was achieved through training.
Thinking this, Fain pulled off Soraka's seamless panties and patted her buttocks. Soraka calmly spread her legs, revealing her smooth, flat, slightly raised bud, like a small steamed bun, to Fain.
Seeing this, Farn didn't waste any words, grabbed Soraka's braid hanging behind her and thrust into her.
Along with a slight resistance, Fane felt a surge of heat within. Soraka's brow furrowed slightly at the pain of loss, but quickly returned to normal. Seeing that he had truly entered Soraka's body, and that she not only offered no resistance but also clumsily cooperated and responded, Fane's Adam's apple bobbed for a moment. Then, he decisively slammed Soraka's upper body down onto the flat stone platform where she had been sitting, and while thrusting in and out forcefully, he said:
"Lady Soraka has been traveling in Runeterra for thousands of years, so she should know that this kind of behavior can only be performed by intimate lovers, right?"
"I know."
Perhaps because it was the first time she had experienced such a strange physical sensation, Soraka's voice grew increasingly hot and passionate, her body breathing rapidly in a state of arousal. However, this physical excitement did not affect Soraka's mental calm. In fact, although her body had quickly entered a state of arousal under Fan's manipulation, her voice remained calm, and her eyes were as serene, gentle, and pristine as when Fan first met her.
However, given the current situation, this holiness will only embolden Fain to intensify his attacks.
Sensing Fan's excitement, Soraka calmly said, "As far as I know, it represents some kind of contract. I respect this world, so I will abide by this contract. Similarly, I will respond to your soul and assist you in strengthening the seal in the way you desire and are accustomed to."
Hearing Soraka's words, Fane no longer suppressed his desires, and began to thrust in and out more violently. Each time he withdrew, he pulled the very tip out, and each time the bulging veins emerged, a few strands of pink flesh were pulled from the wet, tight interior. Under near-perfect rhythmic control, the monstrous thing left a few strands of its head inside as a reference point before violently slamming in, pushing the entire thing deep inside.
As the pleasure hormones were released and the intense sensory feedback occurred, Soraka's brows furrowed slightly before long. Then, her eyes rolled upwards uncontrollably under the impulse of her nerves, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she exhaled a few streams of fluid. Her aura also weakened. Although her eyes, at first glance, revealed signs of passion, upon closer inspection, the underlying tone of her eyes remained calm and kind.
It felt like meeting a worthy opponent, and a strong fighting spirit surged within Fain.
344. Purity of Celestial Residents
Unexpectedly, even Fain has been defeated one day.
After finishing another round of attacks, Fain wiped the sweat from his brow, looking with a hint of melancholy at Soraka, who was lying on her side in front of him, head bowed as she cleaned herself, looking only slightly tired. He shook his head in amazement, then reached out and patted Soraka's buttocks, accompanied by a ripple of her ample hips:
"As expected of the Son of the Stars, this is the first time I've ever felt so satisfied with a girl. And judging from your state, you seem to be in complete control? You haven't even made a sound."
Upon hearing Fan's words, Soraka, who was cleaning, calmly shook her head and then said peacefully, "That's not the case. In fact, my body had already reached its limit. Towards the end, my nerves became numb and I lost control of my body. Your few pats just now caused my lower limbs to spasm and squirt. The reason I didn't make a sound was because I found that suppressing this feeling could effectively enhance my body temperature and tightness on a physiological level, thereby increasing your experience."
Watching Soraka calmly explain her condition and the reason for her silence, Fain licked his lips once more.
Perhaps even Soraka didn't realize that her current calm and honesty were further fueling Fane's desire to conquer and possess her. However, Fane also knew this wasn't the right time—this wasn't the spiritual realm, but a cave in the material realm where he had been making love with Soraka for over three hours. The long hours were slowly passing, and Karan and the others were probably still waiting outside.
It was only because Fane and Soraka had set up a magical spell here that the place was safe. Otherwise, even if Soraka hadn't screamed like Zeli and Caitlin, the sounds of their intense lovemaking would have been enough to attract the attention of many interested people.
While pondering, Soraka, who was engrossed in eating, let out a few soft groans, then spat out Fane's filth from her mouth and calmly said, "I don't know why... but it's gotten bigger again, do we need another round?"
As she said this, Soraka also propped herself up. Although her mind was still clear and she was not tainted by the desire of her body in the slightest, her body had obviously reached its limit. She had just propped herself up and turned her back to Fane when she swayed a few times for no reason and almost fell. But she finally steadied herself, spread her legs, and stretched out one hand to pry open the flower bud that was obviously swollen, completely filled, and still flowing with milk.
Looking at Fain, Soraka didn't speak, but her meaning was unmistakable. Sensing the calm and peaceful gaze of the Starchild, the House of Commons also took a deep breath, causing Fain to lick his lips involuntarily. After glancing at the time, Fain shook his head, then went to Soraka, had her embrace him with her chest, and then, grabbing the pearl-colored horn on her forehead as a handle, viciously shoved a hot dog into his mouth.
"If we keep going like this, it'll cause delays. Let's hurry this time."
"Ah."
With something in her mouth, it was inconvenient to speak, so Soraka only nodded vaguely. Then she grabbed her breasts and vigorously squeezed and kneaded them, her small, fragrant lips sucking hard. This time, Fain was purely trying to fool the House of Commons, so he didn't hold back much, and when he felt he had enough, he gurgled out. Soraka, clearly a very careful girl, even with Fain's casual manner, still diligently and earnestly held the contents in her mouth until they had completely drained and were showing signs of softening, before finally spitting them out.
After swallowing for a while, Soraka opened her mouth to demonstrate to Fane—though she didn't know the reason, Soraka could feel that when she did this, Fane's sense of satisfaction and desire for conquest increased greatly, and even the corruption of Osiris was weakened considerably. After demonstrating, Soraka continued to lower her head, picking up the vile substance and sucking it clean. Only when the last drop of nectar was sucked into her esophagus did Soraka nod to indicate that she was finished.
Looking at his clean and spotless wrecked object, Fain licked his lips and rubbed the base of the handle hard against Soraka's face for a long while, so hard that Soraka's delicate face was distorted by the wrecked object. Only after a while did he finally stop, satisfied.
"Do you need to change your clothes?" Fain looked at Soraka.
Because the act of intercourse was somewhat too rough, Soraka's clothes were completely torn to shreds. Soraka simply shook her head, then extended her fingers, and accompanied by swirling starlight, streaks of starlight fell upon her body, quickly transforming into golden robes.
However, after the garment was finished being woven, Soraka subconsciously frowned. Then, under Faen's gaze, she lifted the front of her robe, looking helplessly at her somewhat swollen vulva. Before, the starlight robe had clung perfectly to her body, both the outer robe and the undergarments underneath. But now, because of her sister's swelling, the thin triangular undergarments were stuck right in the crevice of her vulva.
Although this level of stimulation wouldn't affect Soraka in the slightest—after Fan's round of "exploitation," Soraka's nerves were now numb, and this level of stimulation was negligible—what did displease her was that, with her panties stuck in the center, her slightly parted bud was leaking a few drops of milk. Knowing Fan's personality, Soraka knew that Fan preferred to see these things stored in her "flower garden," slowly absorbed, soaking every inch of her flesh and blood, making her genitals conform to Fan's shape, thus transforming her entire being into something Fan would like and find convenient to use.
Seeing the leak coming out, Soraka used her healing power to improve blood circulation and remove the stasis, then used Star Barrier to block the substance inside her body. After confirming that there was no leakage whatsoever, Soraka nodded in satisfaction, then calmly looked at Fain beside her: "Are you satisfied with this?"
"Extremely satisfied, extremely satisfied." Farn gave a thumbs up—as expected of a resident of the Celestial Realm, although you lack experience in playing, your skill is absolutely top-notch.
Feeling Fan's pleasure, Soraka nodded, then said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, you seem quite keen on putting those things into my body? Is there some need? If you don't mind, you can tell me, and I can try to adjust my body to further satisfy it."
345. Soraka, a dutiful and responsible woman
Upon hearing Soraka's words, Fane shook his head, tightened his belt, and said, "It's mainly to satisfy my own desire for conquest; I don't have any other needs. But then again..."
Touching his chin, Farn asked, "Will the stuff I put in implant in your body?"
"Implantation? You mean pregnancy?" Soraka asked.
Farn nodded, then explained, “Although I have many women around me, most of them are just mortals. Even if they consume a lot, they usually just absorb these essences as nutrients. Although there are some who can withstand my life level, I don’t plan to have children right now. You are the second person I’ve met who is similar to me on the life level, so I still want to confirm this.”
As he said this, Faen was somewhat helpless.
In terms of their life level, Zeli, Caitlin, and others, having been developed by Faen at a young age, also had the idea of getting pregnant early on. However, limited by their own life level, no matter how much Faen fed them, they could only absorb it as nourishment. Moreover, they had to absorb it slowly to avoid being harmed by being too weak to handle the nourishment.
While Janna and Syndra are similar to Faen in terms of their life level, Janna, as the Wind of Change, is not a conventional being. Faen is currently a being in the semi-material, semi-spiritual realm, while Janna, as a purely spiritual being, possesses the ability to implant, but ultimately lacks a physical manifestation in the material realm. Considering the risks involved, this plan had to be abandoned.
Syndra was a perfect fit, and even Syndra herself had similar thoughts—although it sounds strange, the thousands of years she had waited in the Dream Pool had obviously caused some problems in Syndra's thinking. She understood her teacher's personality and knew that it was unlikely that she could have him all to herself. So, as soon as she awoke, she planned to make a comeback and become the head wife of the family by giving birth to a baby daughter.
It's a bit of a pity, though. With both old and new grudges against the Spirit of Ionia, Syndra is now so thirsty that she can't even feel the urge to conceive. Even when she's in a threesome with Fahen, Riven, and Irelia, she's holding back from having sex with them in order to drag Karma down with her. She only quenches her thirst with her mouth when she can't take it anymore, waiting for the perfect moment to make Karma fall into a completely irreversible and depraved state.
However, judging from the current situation, Karma, who can forcibly calm herself down through magic, has been slightly affected, but overall it is still within a controllable range. Unlike Syndra, who has accumulated desires over this period and now emits a surging, feminine scent whenever Faen approaches, like a female beast in heat yearning to be filled, overflowed, and violated by her lover...
In this situation, it's clear to anyone with a discerning eye that trying to corrupt Karma through simple accumulation of desires is no easy feat, and success is a long way off. Syndra has also stated that she wants to find ways to further develop the empathy ritual, but who knows what tricks she's up to now.
Meanwhile, after hearing Fain's question, Soraka closed her eyes and sensed for a moment before nodding and saying, "There shouldn't be any problem. In fact, I can feel your life essence constantly trying to enter the womb, but I'm not sure what you're thinking. If you'd like, I can start trying now... Although I'm not ready to be a mother yet, if this is this body's destiny, then I will learn and master it as soon as possible. So, do you prefer a son or a daughter?"
Soraka looked at Fan calmly.
“Daughter!” Farn answered without hesitation.
"But speaking of which..." Fain smacked his lips and looked at Soraka, asking, "What are your thoughts on your daughter's partner?"
Upon hearing this, Soraka blinked, then glanced at Fain, and after a moment sighed helplessly, saying, "If our daughter is born, then she will be a member of Runeterra. As long as it is her own decision, I will not interfere with the destiny that life in this world should have."
“Oh, I see. Then there’s no problem.” Fane nodded. In the past, Fane was bound by certain moral constraints. But after using Osiris’s power for so long, Fane’s humanity, tempered by his demonic nature, gradually moved towards a higher level of divinity. Influenced by the myths and legends of his past life, Fane’s attitude towards women was closer to that of Zeus in Greek mythology.
As for attitudes toward same-sex individuals—climb over.
This is how to extract the essence and discard the dross.
Thinking to himself, Fain got up and led Soraka outside. On the way, he couldn't help but pat Soraka's buttocks. Looking at the plump, round buttocks that bounced with each pat, Fain couldn't help but feel affection. He put his hand inside Soraka's panties and played with them with his fingers while commenting, "I was thinking that using your hooves might affect some positions on your buttocks, but I didn't expect them to be so comfortable."
“Perhaps it is my body’s destiny to make it more convenient and comfortable for you to use.” Upon hearing this, Soraka remained calm and looked at Faen gently, saying, “In fact, I can indeed feel that my body is changing towards a form more suitable for you and is ready to nurture life for you. Well, if you find my feet a bit of an eyesore, I can try to reshape them using celestial energy.”
"Oh? Celestial energy has this kind of ability?" Farn exclaimed in surprise.
“A certain degree of change is fine.” After saying this, Soraka paused, then looked at Fan thoughtfully and said, “I just didn’t expect that this behavior would be so effective against him. O’Hilish’s erosion was almost immediately reversed by more than half.”
"It's all thanks to you." Farn gave a thumbs up.
Soraka didn't seem to care, and after a moment's thought, she said, "More than that, I'd like to know if other Protoss beings could further strengthen the seal if they made love to you and satisfied your needs."
"Um...you can contact them?" Upon hearing this, Fain asked with a serious expression.
“Yes, but I’m not sure what they’re thinking.” Soraka shook her head. “Every star has its own will and thoughts.”
“Then let’s give it a try. How will we know if we don’t try? Right?” Farn said with a sincere and earnest expression.
346. Riven's speechless state
Although he talked a lot of sweet talk, Fane didn't really take it to heart. The reasons were that Fane knew very well that Soraka's ideas were Soraka's ideas and that other Protoss would most likely not agree with them. Another reason was that he had just finished a fierce battle with Soraka. At the moment, Fane was not exactly in a state of enlightenment, but his needs in all aspects were continuously decreasing, so he could devote more energy to the important matters concerning Ionia.
Outside the cave, Riven waited quietly, idly leaning against the greatsword behind her, tidying her nails.
In any other place, Riven would never be so relaxed—although Riven knew very well that Fain was far more powerful than her, she also had her own pride and principles. Since she had agreed to be Fain's bodyguard, aside from serving him at night, Riven would do her best to prevent any fool from talking back to Fain during the day. And thanks to Riven's diligence, Fain would reward her by giving her a good talking-back during their breaks.
But right now... it seems there's absolutely no need to be on guard?
Riven looked around.
Before her eyes, flesh-toothed beasts lived not far away. A special magic called Primal Essence enveloped this dense forest. Although she didn't quite understand what those things were, Riven's warrior's intuition told her that without real skill, reaching this place in such a primeval forest without a guide was simply a pipe dream. And even if she did reach it, it would be of little use, because each of those flesh-toothed beasts was more than ten times stronger than a mortal.
Although Riven is a human, she has always been pragmatic. Let alone ordinary people, even if she herself came here in the past, it would be a pipe dream to break through the resistance of these flesh-toothed beasts without sufficient support.
These beings, whose bloodlines originate from ancient humanoid creatures, possess physiological functions, magical abilities, and adaptability to their surroundings far surpassing those of ordinary humans. It is no exaggeration to say that even Noxus's elite troops, if they encountered these Vastaya flesh-toothed beasts in such a dense forest, despite having a three-fold numerical advantage, would likely all end up as prey.
And now I am...
Feeling the power within her body, and the warmth emanating from her belly that had been thoroughly filled by Fain the previous night, Riven shifted her body a few times, somewhat annoyed—even though Fain's private life was incredibly chaotic, even decadent. Riven herself had to admit that her progress had been remarkable lately, and her experience was getting better and better.
Of course, Riven didn't think this was a good thing. Because according to Zeli and the others, the increasingly better experience meant that she had become like Fane, and had become accustomed to Fane's many bad treatments, and even instinctively knew how to serve him, so that both Fane and she could have a better experience.
Just as Riven was lost in her carefree thoughts, footsteps echoed from the cave nearby. This surprised Riven, who raised an eyebrow – from the sound, she could tell two people were emerging together. But the problem was, while Fain's footsteps were understandable, the other sound was rather strange. It sounded more like horse hooves or sheep hooves. The muffled sound was clearly not the thud of boots against the rocky ground, but rather the sound of thick, tough, sturdy keratin.
Looking in the direction the sound came from, what came into view was a noble figure so pure that Riven couldn't help but hold her breath.
Beside that person, unsettling shadows and darkness rippled outwards like water. The first thing Riven saw, unsurprisingly, was a pair of pristine white hooves. This might seem strange, but Riven only felt a sense of sanctity, as if stars had fallen to earth. Each step rippled with a faint, moonlit glow. Looking upwards, she saw flowing, silvery-white hair, accompanied by shimmering points of light, the strands of hair resembling a melting starry sky.
A unique horn grows on her forehead, which not only does not appear out of place, but also adds to her inhuman yet sacred rhythm.
Especially when Soraka fully emerged from the darkness, her graceful form was enveloped in a hazy starlight, dispelling the surrounding gloom into a mist of awe. Her eyes were the most breathtaking. Though they didn't express much emotion, the iridescent light swirling within those brilliant golden eyes allowed even a straightforward warrior like Riven to clearly sense a compassion akin to the boundless universe.
Sacred, noble, pure, mysterious, compassionate...
Countless words kept popping into Riven's mind, but in the end, Riven couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.
Because Riven smelled—or rather, sensed—that scent that only girls like herself, who had been thoroughly nurtured by Fain, possessed.
Looking behind Soraka, Fane brazenly slipped his hand under her skirt, openly fondling her pert buttocks.
"He's definitely toying with her—Riven can guarantee it." Riven had long discovered that when Fain was bored, he would play with his own, or Zerek's, genitals like toys. And this most often happened after Fain had just finished a passionate encounter, his sexual hunger relieved, and his desire to conquer and possess satisfied.
As Riven's lips twitched, trying to figure out how to bring up the subject, Soraka, having silently walked the rest of the way, looked at Fain and said, "Well, I'm ready. If you'd like, we can get results about the pregnancy soon. Also, which of my compatriots are you interested in? I can help you contact them."
After a pause, Soraka added, "Of course, it's just communication. Every star has its own will, and if they don't agree, there's nothing I can do."
Upon hearing this, Fain nodded in understanding, then said, "Then... the Twilight Protoss?"
Upon hearing Fan's words, a hint of surprise appeared in Soraka's eyes.
"Twilight Protoss? You actually know her... Well, if it's you, it's not surprising. I'll try to make contact."
347. Historical Issues
Soraka was clearly surprised to hear that Fane's target was the Twilight Protoss. However, after thinking for a moment, she nodded in understanding.
As for the Twilight Protoss, Fain didn't just say it out of momentary interest, but after thinking about it for quite some time.
Although most people think of Zoe as just a cute girl with a great curiosity about everything, the original Twilight Protoss, Maisa, has actually been interfering with Runeterra in every way.
Her most famous act was the Twilight of the Gods, which brought an end to the Darkin Wars. While this may seem like a minor historical event to people of today, without Maisha's intervention, given the enduring vitality of the Darkin and Ascended, Runeterra might still be ruled by Darkin warlords who had lost the guidance of their golden bloodlines.
Based on this, what Maisa, the Twilight Celestial, did was almost identical to what Soraka did initially: to get Runeterra back on track and return it to its great destiny.
Even if they couldn't contact Maisa, contacting Zoe with her big eyes would be excellent. Putting aside everything else, her ability to freely open portals in the physical realm is incredibly powerful—while Fane can travel through many areas of Runeterra via the mental realm, there are simply too many monsters and demons within it. Places like Ionia, if something goes wrong, would render them unable to use portals.
Runeterra at this stage... seems peaceful on the surface, but what's the reality? Freljord aside, there's a near-irreconcilable and terrifying conflict between the wild, primal demigods, the gentle, and the later-developed human civilization. This will create a terrible threat to the region's spiritual realm.
Demacia is restricted by the Anti-Magic Forest. Although the exact situation there is unclear, the nation-wide rejection of magic severely impacts the formation of the spiritual realm. Noxus is even more problematic. As the core of Runeterra's ancient battlefields for millennia, although it has become a vast empire, the conflicts between its provinces are far more terrifying than most people imagine. Not to mention the ever-present, lurking Mordekaiser, constantly coveting its territory.
And Shurima...
To be honest, Shurima isn't too bad. Even its former power dates back thousands of years. Currently, Shurima is mostly populated by weak desert warlords; it's no exaggeration to say that Fane could easily crush them all alone. The problem is that almost the entire underground region of Shurima has been corrupted by various Void creatures. Not only Fane, but even Nora, the former Yordle witch and owner of the magical cat and a previous user of the Grimoire, disappeared in Shurima.
In this situation, there are no restrictions, and they can freely enter and exit the material realm, making them capable of traversing. The abilities of the Twilight Protoss are far more useful than those of the Dawn Goddess and the Moon Goddess, who are simply powerful in combat.
After all, if it really came down to a fight, Fahn knew that there were very few people in all of Runeterra who could get him to give his all.
Meanwhile, Soraka nodded after a moment's thought, then greeted Karan and the others before leaving the Flesh-toothed Beast settlement and entering Fane's mental domain.
Seeing this, Riven shook her head and sighed helplessly. Turning her gaze to Fain beside her, she remained silent for a moment before saying helplessly, "So, you've only been inside for a short while, and another girl has already appeared?"