Prelude #1 <Side: The Third Apostle, Glacia Harmonics / 3rd Hierarchy - Basago>
[Married couple, huh... There's something that's getting under my skin just a bit...]
[Muse... is it because of that bitch...]
[W-Wait a second...! What exactly do you plan to do now, Glacia?]
[Me...? What I'm going to do... Actually, while talking with Isabel earlier, I had a sudden realization. I'm on my way to put it into practice—and to get some counseling, too♥]
Cross Moon - 27th (Morning)
This morning, even as I conversed with Isabel and then fucked Rachel, that bitch's face kept blooming in my mind unbidden. Muse Symphony. Back in my shameful past as a lowly male, when I rejected Mother's glory with all my might. The ring I'd given that bitch—my lover and fiancée—had long since blackened, transformed into an offering for Mother.
By all rights, no trace of that bitch should remain in me anymore...
And yet... irritation surges for no damn reason.
Watching Isabel and Rachel's tight-knit marriage... it made me jealous enough to go mad.
It's not envy of their bond with a precious comrade. What I'm jealous of is... the marriage itself.
The reason... I don't really know.
For me, the only one I truly love is Mother alone. And yet, this hollow feeling lingers, like something precious has vanished.
[Is that why you've come to see me, sis?]
After my romp with Rachel, I'd returned to the Cube. Mother's abode, the Apostles' base. Clarice Siete, who especially loathed humans, never left the Cube—perched on her slave-made chair, sipping semen milk tea.
I poured out my troubles to Clarice there.
[It's weird. So damn weird. She's just a human. And a defective one at that, missing half an arm.]
With my sister by my side as a sounding board, I vented the emotions that had built up. I had to confide this inexplicable feeling in someone.
[I've been reborn by Mother's hand—from inferior male to female, Apostle and Demon God... My human past melted away like snow. So why does some nothing of a fiancée from my human days squeeze my heart like this? Clarice...]
[Hee hee♥ It's so cute seeing you, always so cool and composed, whining like this♥ And listening to your story, sis, I've got just the thing that pops into my head♥]
Clarice listened to my woes, pondered a moment, then smiled as she kneaded my breasts and began.
[Ngh♥ What is it... what popped into your head?]
[Something super simple. Just deal with it, and you're done.]
De... deal with it...? You mean...!
[Kill the bitch♥ Our goal is Mother's return and paradise reborn. But not everyone can enter paradise... Once the world falls into Mother's hands, even the dead will reincarnate as Her slaves someday. But for paradise, some must sacrifice. And humans who disturb the hearts of Her children like us? They're part of that.]
Clarice suggested killing Muse so casually. She wasn't wrong. No matter how much Muse was troubling me now, my top priority was aiding Mother's descent. Comparing my little dilemma to that goal was an insult.
Still... still... kill Muse...?
End this lingering regret by killing Muse...?
Why am I hesitating? If Muse caused any delay in Mother's return, excluding her would be obvious...
[~I was about to say♥ But that's just my opinion, so do whatever you want, sis♥]
[Killing her... no.]
[Hmm...? So that's your take, sis? That bitch is still messing with your head. I said do what you want, but... in the worst case, I or the other sisters might just handle her ourselves.]
[No! You can't!]
I shot up from the chair, yelling at Clarice. Why am I like this...? An insane revulsion against killing Muse welled up. I was screaming that she couldn't be killed. Far from killing, I didn't want a single scratch on her body.
[I can't kill her... That lowly human bewitching me... Instead of killing Muse, I'll train her thoroughly myself and turn her into my slave. Keep her by my side forever, manage her...]
My heated mind conjured another option besides killing. If killing her with my hands or others' felt wrong... then keeping her close without killing might ease this emotion a bit?
With that desperate thought, I shouted it at Clarice.
[Well, if that's what you think, sis, I'll go along. Since it's the bitch you care about, not anyone else♥ Anything I can help with?]
[Hah... hah... Church. Come to the church with me. You wanted to corrupt it first anyway, right? Then starting with its head, Muse, makes it easy.]
[Hmm... True enough. No time to waste—let's head out! I've been bored stuck in the Cube anyway♥]
And so, with Clarice's help, I headed to the church. Scout the situation first... and if the chance arises, kidnap Muse straight into the Cube and turn her into my personal slave succubus♥ Just imagining it has my cock throbbing hard already♥
[Hee hee♥ Who knew the super-perv Glacia sis could make such a lovestruck girl's face♥ Anyway, let's get going.]
[Ah, y-yeah...!? What, what'd you say...? W-Wait, come with me. Clarice!]
The scene shifted—we were out on the street now, me and Clarice. Our steps toward the church were unwavering. The only annoyance: prying human eyes.
[By the way, sis, why are you dressed like that?]
[Hm...? I-Is it weird for meeting Muse? You think so too, Clarice?]
[No, it doesn't look weird... but it's not your usual high-leg or that slutty explosive-tits dynamite body. Disguising as a prim noble lady in a dress is... a bit unusual.]
Ah, that's it. Going to see Muse after so long, I figured showing up less provocative might be better than something flashy. Hence the disguise.
[Anything off about it?]
[No, it suits you perfectly♥ If a real naive noble lady like that was in front of me, I'd fuck her on the spot♥]
[Hee hee♥ Clarice, you can use my pussy anytime♥]
Chatting away, we made for the church. Annoying human stares prickled now and then, but no time for that. My gaze fixed solely on the church—on Muse inside.
[Speaking of which, these days, do all nuns hide daggers in their hearts by default?♥ What an end times, end times!]
[What're you talking about?]
[Oh, just muttering to myself♥ I bet those pathetic nuns still clinging to that faith, and their false goddess they worship, are just playing house together♥]
That said... once I'm face-to-face with Muse, what do I do? Dragging her to the Cube seems like a waste of time. Rip her clothes off and slam into her pussy? Or force her to suck me off? Or start slow with foreplay to heat her up...♥
[S-Sis!? W-Wait, calm down!]
[Wha—wah!?!]
Lost in fantasy, Clarice suddenly yanked me into an alley in alarm. The reason: my cock, tenting the dress fabric despite the cover, fully erect.
[Even so, flashing a boner to the public right now? Bad choice. Want me to suck a load out for you?]
My cock strained, ready to burst the dress. Calming it meant blowing a load, obviously... but I didn't want to. I refused Clarice's offer.
Because I wanted to hoard every drop of this thick semen and give it all to Muse♥ For some reason, I still didn't know why. But one thing was clear: an ironclad duty to do so.
This feeling, now near-certain. I want to rape Muse myself♥
[Sorry, Clarice. I want to save this semen. Don't ask why. So let's wait here till it goes down. Hoo...]
[Got it, sis. You're the star of this story, so I'll just watch quietly.]
With Clarice indulging my stubbornness, we waited in the alley till the erection subsided under the dress. Then we resumed to the church, plotting Muse conquests en route...
But things didn't go smoothly.
I had a chance for a private word with Muse, but some middle-aged male crashed in and ruined it. Clarice seemed to know him—probably the orphanage director from her past.
Uncharacteristically flustered, Clarice dragged me out of the church into a dim alley. Then...
[That Ustis bitch ruined the plan.]
[Fuck. Fuck!! So fucking annoying. That crazy bastard turned our perfect plan to shit! Aaaah!!]
I kicked the wall, bellowing without hiding my rage. Strangely, I—the plan's architect—wasn't that mad. Why...? Just seeing Muse's face after so long made me happy?
Clarice, more furious than me, seemed pissed that a mere male had disrupted an Apostle scheme.
The plan was simple: alone? Fuck and enslave Muse on sight. With others? I take out everyone but her; Clarice Cubes them for slave-making...
But old Ustis—not even a priest—threw it all off.
[Calm down anyway. We didn't pounce on Muse, but we got something out of it.]
Seeing her face had soothed me. I calmed Clarice, who was wall-kicking like she'd shatter it.
[Hah... yeah. True. I got a bit worked up. Finding two Apostle candidates already... that's a solid harvest.]
Clarice's calmed words shocked me more than expected. Apostle candidates...? Already two...?
[Wait, what? Candidates...?]
[Well, still just speculation. But why'd that damn male show up here of all places? And you, sis—Mother's Apostle who's cut all human ties—why obsess over priestess Muse? Made me wonder.]
[That's...]
It did feel off. Strictly, Muse was 'human-era residue.' And now, I obsessed over her more than my past self ever loved her. A blatant anomaly. I'd purged my human past; old lovers were irrelevant.
[Those seven divine weapons in the Cube before we left—pointing to the next candidates. You saw them, right?]
[Ah... yeah.]
Seven weapons neatly arrayed in the Cube: warhammer, pike, rapier, dagger, magic gun, bayonet, whip.
[One was a warhammer. The old male's weapon. Normally, no big deal. But seeing it in the Cube, then spotting him at church? No coincidence. Could be a stretch, but...]
[Weapons point to next candidates... Wait, you said two just now? Who's the other...?]
[Obviously Muse. That bitch. I told you—your obsession has a reason. You didn't think Mother, in perfectly remaking you as a Demon God, just 'forgot' to erase Muse memories... right?]
[N-No way...! Mother sees all. She wouldn't...]
'Mother's mistake'—the words didn't anger; they amused. But then, a thought: if not a mistake... my Muse fixation was deliberate? By Mother's hand...!?
[You get it now, huh, sis? All in Mother's palm. My guess: priestess Muse ties to Apostles too. Even if the old male was coincidence, Muse is too suspicious. Sis... among those weapons, did Muse use any?]
[Before priesthood, as a knight, Muse wielded a rapier... And yes, there was one.]
[Ah ha♥ Puzzle pieces fitting♥]
By now, baseless excitement gripped me. Original plan: Cube Muse into eternal slave succubus. But if she becomes an Apostle, sharing love as my equal...?
--Crunch...!
[Oh my... sis♥ Your cock just twitched♥ Imagining it? Priestess Muse not falling to slave succubus, but becoming like us—and fucking?]
My cock swelled, lifting the dress till it burst free. A flash of thought—and regret.
[If I'd known... even a bit sooner... back then, I should've shoved my cock in her mouth-pussy or real pussy and raped her right away.]
--Grind... grind... I gnawed my nails, regretting my casual church exit minutes ago. Just two humans. Two great Apostles. Odds ours. Why that choice?
[Then let's storm back to the church now...!]
Opportunities come daily. But I couldn't wait. I craved painting Muse's face white with my semen, watching her slobber on my cock sluttily.
[Sis, I've got a great idea♥]
As I lunged, Clarice blocked me.
[Move, Clarice. I'll fuck Muse somehow. She's mine to corrupt. So right now...]
[I totally get your feelings deep down—the anxiety, the uncharacteristic freakouts, all of it♥]
What was she getting at...?
[You want to corrupt your past lover and fiancée with your own hands, right?]
[Don't repeat yourself. Mother doesn't want sisters fighting. So hurry...]
[That's why♥ How about a date? You two, dating again♥]
Her proposal cut me off mid-charge: date...?
[Date...? No time for that. No patience either.]
[Hear me out, sis. From our guesses, Muse is an intentional leftover bond. Retrace your connection from the start—find the reason?]
[Why bother with that...?]
Fair question. Date-wasting vs. turning Muse Apostle ASAP—better for Mother, everyone?
[It could hint at finding more Apostles. Making just Muse won't end our mission, right? I don't wanna waste this chance.]
[Hints, huh...]
[Indulge personal lusts all you want. I'd love jerking, cumming, thrusting, drinking semen all day too. But our time's finite. For the greater good, can't you just once? Sis♥]
She had a point. I'd forgotten, lost in Muse-lust: our goal was Mother's return. More Apostles part of it. To unlock changes... use my Muse tie.
Mulling it, I sorted my thoughts and spoke.
[A bond Mother left intentionally. As you say, there's reason. Fine... it'll take time, but I'll date Muse.]
[Hee hee♥ Thanks, sis♥ Then I'll do my thing.]
[Your thing?]
[That church's bugged me awhile. While you date with priestess Muse, I'll dye it with Blair♥]
Clarice grinned wickedly at the church. Everyone finding their tasks now. Rachel and Isabel seducing Heri's brat earlier...
[I'll head out first. For a date... need her consent first.]
[Go get 'em, sis♥ I'll fetch Blair♥ We'll start tonight, wrap by tomorrow morning. Send priestess Muse back tomorrow afternoon♥]
Clarice pulled out her Cube, hopped in, and vanished.
Alone now... my turn to move.
Wait for me, Muse... hee hee♥ Coming right over. Then we fall together♥
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