Nyarlathotep (1)
"Ch... cumming!!"
Spurt───────!!♡
"Ohoooook────!?♡♡"
My semen erupted deep inside Jia's rear hole, all the way to the root.
Thick baby batter exploded from my swollen glans, on the verge of bursting, flooding her insides and starting to fill her up.
Gloop-♡ Gloo-p♡ Gloop-♡
Maybe because it was even more than the glycerin solution from the enema syringe earlier, an insane amount of cum poured into her ass, warming her belly with that hot, steamy sensation. Her anus puckered wetly, slick and gaping like a sloppy mouth.
Slurp♡ Sluuuurp♡ Sluuuuurp♡♡
As if mistaking itself for a pussy, Jia's asshole winked back and forth, sucking on my shaft like a greedy vacuum.
Her anal walls, drunk on the timing of my ejaculation and the semen pumping inside, stroked my glans seductively, greedily milking my genes to keep the orgasm dragging on.
"Ngh..."
Spluuuurt──────!♡
Spluuuurrgle──────♡
"O?♡ O…?♡ Oh...!?♡ Hoot♡..?"
Jia's consciousness had completely flown away, her face twitching with aftershocks as she let out dumb, idiotic moans. Even so, she faithfully clenched her ass around me: squeeze♡ squeeze♡.
Nearly a liter of my cum had poured into her, flowing into her intestines where it would absorb the moisture and become part of her entirely.
"Aheeek..!♡♡ Aheek..♡ Grk..♡♡"
Shudder♡
Shuuuudder♡
I could feel her womb twitching just as much as her trembling limbs, as if sulkily throwing a tantrum about why it wasn't getting any, wriggling beyond the anal walls like it was picking a fight with the cock trapped inside.
"Hoo..."
Spluuu...♡
Plop..!♡
It felt like I'd been cumming for almost 30 seconds. Once the last drop was dumped into Jia, utter exhaustion crashed over my whole body. I collapsed on top of her, still buried inside, just like she'd flopped face-down on the bed.
Sorry, but deal with the weight. Because I could feel it coming.
That sensation like lightning crackling between the folds of my brain.
The feeling of some unidentified axiom surfacing.
What the hell is this?
It was completely different from the intuitive axioms that had popped into my head before—like some kind of poem.
They'd always given answers perfectly suited to my current situation, so I had no intention of ignoring it, but interpreting this one was tricky.
Should I just tell Gra'hthul, Cain's Fang, and Aleister directly?
"Hiyuu… hiyuuu..."
Jia, totally drained and passed out, didn't even notice my weight as she slipped into sleep.
It was a bit tough, but I had to move. Carefully, I pulled my cock out.
Schluuuuurb……♡
Pop-♡
"Hoot…♡ Oh…♡"
Even unconscious, she moaned at the sensation of my glans catching on her anus before popping free—maybe hitting a shallow climax. When I gently stroked the back of her head, she smiled sleepily and drifted off again with soft snores.
For now, let her sleep. Time to go see those master bastards.
I pulled the blanket up over her flushed white ass and headed back to my room.
Creeeak—
Gra'hthul and Aleister looked no different from before.
But their demeanor had changed. Like they were gearing up to leave.
"Huh...? Where are you going?"
"No more business in this shitty little village."
"But you made a contract with me!"
"Of course. But when to teach you what is at the master's discretion, you scheming little maggot."
So they were just gonna ditch me and wait until I grew old and died or got killed by some aberration? Classic apprentice-binding tactic from those master-disciple setups.
Damn it... no comeback for that.
As I hesitated, not knowing what to say, Aleister crossed her arms, proudly thrusting out her massive tits, and spoke up.
"Haa.... You've put your big sis in such a tough spot. Those octopus-heads must've figured out I betrayed them. Killing you now wouldn't help anyway—we already made the contract. A~ A~! This pisses me off. Anyway, big sis taught you everything she could, right? Your fault for not even mastering the basics. So no complaining, got it?"
They checked their attire, making sure nothing was missing.
Gra'hthul had his robe, so that made sense, but Aleister... inspecting her jewelry? Whatever. If I didn't do something, they'd leave just like that.
Come to think of it, Gra'hthul and Aleister had been holed up outside this severed space, in the mad world of chaos beyond, right?
Might as well clear up my curiosity. I asked,
"Um... masters, where were you before coming to this village?"
"Don't call me master. Big sis is super disappointed in you. You're not my disciple anymore."
"For once, I agree with the slut. Call me master one more time, and I'll rip you apart!"
"Aw, come on, don't be like that, masters."
I ignored them and laid it on thick. Gra'hthul's jaw dropped in utter disbelief.
"In my thousands of years, you're the craziest fuck I've ever seen. No fear of death?"
...Aleister was a 400-year-old hag, but Gra'hthul was even older? She got her forbidden knowledge from Egyptian relics—did he really live since the Egyptian dynasties?
"Since you're gonna keep being annoying, I'll answer, vermin. Those who transcend humanity and reach the sage realm all get their own worlds. Childishly put, like personal pocket dimensions."
"Pocket dimensions?"
"Yeah. Places to wait alone. Hiding until true transcendence arrives."
So they hunkered down in some unreachable corner, waiting to pop out when paradise like the Garden of Eden came?
Hard to grasp with my common sense, but suddenly I remembered the axiom from right after anal with Jia.
The path to ascension is destroyed. Transcendence is defiled. The final nest is shattered.
This seemed connected somehow...
"Wait... so all beings at your sage level are just waiting for that 'true transcendence'?"
"Yes. That's the ultimate wish of all transcendents."
Like the Buddhist Pure Land's return or the Christian Apocalypse's judgment.
As I fumbled for how to link Gra'hthul's answer with the axiom, he and Aleister summoned those black particles again.
My two hard-won sages were about to bail.
They couldn't go now.
Just say it.
"The path to ascension is destroyed, transcendence is defiled, the final nest is shattered."
Rumble────!
The moment I finished speaking, my vision darkened like a failed light dimmer. Air pressure spiked, ears popped like diving underwater, and chilling wind howled in.
Whoooosh…!
Thud!
But it didn't last.
A few seconds later, everything snapped back to normal, like a tape pausing mid-play and then resuming.
What the hell was that?
Aleister and Gra'hthul, who had been vanishing with bored expressions, froze like wooden puppets.
"Guhk!"
"Urk, kyaaaaah!"
Suddenly clutching their heads, bodies shaking violently.
This reaction.
I'd seen it multiple times before.
Ms. Su-hee's reaction when she broke free of Altered Common Sense's shackles.
Did my words just break their Altered Common Sense binds...?
No way.
Even these god-like beings, who seemed no different from gods to a normal human like me...
They were already tainted by Altered Common Sense?
There was a separate layer of it, only for outsiders who recognized the world's alteration?
Gra'hthul stared into my eyes, blood tears streaming. Different from our first meeting—swirling cold black light in his pupils.
"You.. you're.. what...?"
Different from Aleister's green glow, but he was probing my inner self with some magical power.
Unlike with Aleister, no pain this time.
His magical proficiency was way higher, maybe.
I don't know where the courage came from, but I met his gaze steadily, like a staring contest, without resisting.
"My... god... you... you bastard are..."
Splat!
Gra'hthul irritably wiped the thick blood tears from his eyes with his hands, smearing it on the floor, then crushed his temples.
"Now I get it... now I understand. Why three Outer Gods would care about this dust-speck Earth... Why you're so goddamn fearless..!"
Gra'hthul's face was one of utter despair. Funny.
Even this transcendent being I couldn't dream of opposing was driven to despair. Thrilling and terrifying for a mere human like me.
"H-hey, old timer.. what did you see? Share with me too. What'd you see inside the brat?!"
Aleister shrieked hysterically.
"You dumb bitch... gotta spell it out? The info just saved to the Akashic Records leaked on its own—Yog-Sothoth's eyes turned here. He's the punisher of those who reveal cosmic secrets.... But he glanced over and immediately lost interest, like nothing happened. That means..."
"Th-that brat's the one who'll reach the finale...?"
"Yeah."
They're talking over me like I'm not here.
"Um, masters? Mind letting me in on it?"
"...Nothing."
What's with them?
Since Aleister peered into my eyes, something felt off. Like a specific trigger flipped.
Suddenly, a massive roar shook the earth.
RUMBLE────!
Crackcraaaack—!
What the hell?
"M-my god... those fuckers aren't crazy, are they?"
"This shitty...! They noticed too!"
BOOM────!!
Instinct prickled the back of my neck like an animal sensing danger—an overwhelming roar.
I rushed to the window and peered out. The sight that greeted me left me stunned.