Though a lot happened over the five day period they spent together, including a number of breaks, Vahn wrapped things up by having Mordred straddle his waist, their lower bodies submerged in a steamy golden liquid. This was a bath comprised almost entirely of [Sacred Divine Water], and, if not for the thin aura enveloping her entire body, Mordred would have ascended to Godhood with just a few drops, much less an entire bath full.
A mouthful of [Sacred Divine Water] was enough to provide a demonstrable increase in a person’s power while also bestowing them the ‘blessing’ of Eternal Youth. From then on, a single drop would be enough to heal any wounds, and, for a very brief period of time, they would even be able to manifest Divine Power within their bodies. This would gradually push even a normal human being to the point of becoming a Demigod, and, after enough of the liquid was consumed, even reaching Godhood was a simple feat.
In the past, acquiring Sacred Divine Water was an arduous task, but, with absolute power and unrestricted authority, Vahn could create as much as he wanted with a simple thought. Even if he couldn’t take the items he produced outside of the Realm, just being able to use his Realm to empower his allies and loved ones was a tremendous boon. Though they still needed to put in an effort to obtain it, as Vahn genuinely believed power was something that needed to be obtained through personal commitment, that didn’t prevent him from ‘rewarding’ the people who worked the hardest…
With that in mind, Vahn affectionately caressed Mordred’s cheek, his fingers combing through her glistening golden locks as he said, “From now on, we will continue to walk the same path. I might not be able to manifest you in the outside world just yet, but there will eventually come a time when we stand together on the same battlefield. Until then, I will continue training you whenever I return to the Realm…as for what form that training takes, it will ultimately be up to you…”
To punctuate his statement, Vahn’s eyes began to glisten with a golden light as he leaned in and planted a kiss on Mordred’s lips. She had already grown accustomed to this over the five day period, so, rather than demonstrate any inhibitions at all, her tongue entangled with his as her lower body began to move, propelled by instinct and desire.
Vahn wasn’t intending to assign Mordred a Divine Authority, so, when it came down to it, the power she obtained from the coming meld would be her own. Regardless of the outcome, she was virtually guaranteed to reach Tier 4, and, in the wake of her ascension, they would engage in a thirty-day long session of training, lovemaking, and much more…
Without delaying things any further, Vahn activated his View Affection, manipulating his aura to fuse together with the chaotic pink flames that radiated from Mordred. This was enough to cause Mordred to claw at his back, but, no matter how much she ‘resisted’, an overwhelming, persistent, and seemingly eternal pleasure invaded her body. She even got the impression that her mind and spirit were swallowed up as something surged within, spreading far ‘beyond’ the bounds of what she believed to be herself and ‘into’ the endless ocean of warmth that was her beloved Chichiue…
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Mordred didn’t have the words to describe what she felt following the initiation of the meld. It was a feeling far beyond the ability of mortal minds to comprehend, a realm where emotions, thoughts, and even her sense of self became abstract. All she knew was that it was ‘extremely’ pleasurable, and, though she felt more naked than when her clothes were removed, there was a strange feeling of ‘certainty’ and ‘comfort’ as her everything seemed to be swallowed up, not to be devoured, but refined.
Accompanying this feeling of becoming ‘more complete’, Mordred imagined herself smiling as she experienced countless moments in her Chichiue’s life. Many of the scenes were things she had already seen, but, this time around, Mordred was directly experiencing them, the thoughts and feelings of her Chichiue’s overlapping with her own. If not for the feelings of pleasure and comfort that had pervaded her entire being, Mordred even got the impression that she would have completely lost herself in the vast ocean of sensation, but, rather than feel fear, a part of herself actually ‘wanted’ to let go…
Though she wasn’t able to understand it, Mordred felt as though she would become a part of something much greater than herself is she simply just let go. Her Chichiue’s aura was so vast and incomprehensible that she felt like it would be absolutely impossible for her to ever close the gap between them. Thus, rather than continue chasing him for an eternity, a growing part of her was tempted to simply become a part of his vast expanse…
Unfortunately, even if she wanted to let go, Mordred felt as though the endless warmth that had surrounded her entire being would never allow such a thing. It allowed her to expand as much as she wanted, but, no matter how much she pushed herself, Mordred felt as though an invisible membrane prevented her from flowing over into the larger expanse that represented her Chichiue. It was this membrane that brought her such a feeling of security, and, after what felt like an eternity, it was this same membrane that began to ‘compress’ her existence back into a more cohesive structure…
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Though Vahn was also awash in Mordred’s thoughts, feelings, and memories, his experience with the melding process prevented him from being consumed by it. She was also one of the few people he had melded with who were ‘weaker’ than him, so, from start to finish, he never lost control. Instead, he allowed Mordred’s ‘existence’ to permeate through his like a pleasant flame, its heat tempering his soul as her experiences intermingled with his own…
After enjoying the sensation for several hours, Vahn began to weaken the film of energy that had surrounded Mordred’s body. This allowed the Sacred Divine Water to soak into her pores, and, as could be expected, it caused Mordred’s aura to increase exponentially. This caused the ‘flame’ that represented her existence to become even more potent, but, no matter how much it grew, Vahn was still able to contain it within himself. He could even sense Mordred’s desire to ‘let go’, but, having already expected this, he began to gradually sever the connection, his aura slowly extricating itself from the ocean of pink that swirled around her body like a vortex.
It was only after Mordred began to regain her reason that Vahn completely removed the thin film of energy protecting her body. At the same time, he slowly submerged her into the water, holding her close as their bodies and tongues continued to overlap. Drowning in something like Sacred Divine Water was completely impossible, so, even after they had fully submerged themselves, Vahn and Mordred could still breathe freely. The only caveat was that they were breathing in condensed Divine Energy, so, almost immediately after she had been submerged, Mordred’s aura erupted like a supervolcano…
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Feeling ‘something’ erupting from within the very core of her being, Mordred’s eyes widened to the point of bulging slightly. It felt like her lungs were on fire, but, rather than pain, she felt as if pure adrenaline was running through her veins. The pleasure that had been stockpiling in her body was momentarily suppressed, and, for a fleeting moment, Mordred felt as if her mind had expanded beyond the confines of her physical form, fusing with the golden aura endlessly erupting from her body.
Unable to resist the instinctual urge, Mordred began to release a sonorous cry that caused the surrounding void to tremble. If not for the stability of Space within the Realm, her shout might have even shattered it completely, as, despite the impervious nature of his body, Vahn actually felt a small amount of ‘pain’ from Mordred’s aura. This startled him quite a bit, but, rather than feel even a modicum of fear, a massive grin spread across his face as his draconic blood began to boil.
Though he wasn’t sure what kind of Innate or Divinity she had awakened, Vahn got the feeling that Mordred’s ability was related to Dragons. More specifically, it seemed like it was designed to slay them, as, despite the insurmountable difference in their power, it made him feel slightly threatened. At the same time, golden scales began to spread across his body, and, though he was able to prevent a complete transformation, Vahn felt an overwhelming desire to dominate the petite woman pressed beneath him.
Rather than resist the growing urge, Vahn rolled over so that Mordred was pressed beneath him, fascinated by the glow that made her pupils resemble the corona of a solar eclipse. They were still the same beautiful shade of green as before, but, as if they had suddenly gained the power to absorb everything, Vahn felt himself being pulled into their depths as he pried open Mordred’s legs, forcing them toward her shoulders as he began a fervent yet rhythmic piston.
In response to her Chichiue’s fervor, Mordred actually ‘ignored’ the flood of information that was spreading through her consciousness. She wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders, and, after struggling to extricate her legs from his grasp, she eventually managed to lock them around his waist, unrestrained moans escaping her lips as more and more Sacred Divine Water saturated her body.
Similar to how Fenrir’s fur had turned golden, Mordred’s already gold hair became even more vibrant as the emerald green in her eyes gradually gained a luster similar to gold coins. At the same time, her skin began to release a subtle glow, while, unbeknownst to both her and Vahn, at least for a few moments, a thin layer of golden hair began to spread across the back of her slightly pointed ears…
Vahn was the first to notice the changes in Mordred’s body, as, while she clung to his body, his face was very near her ears. Rather than demonstrate any surprise, however, he elected to bite the progressively pointy ear, eliciting an even louder moan from Mordred as she squeezed his body with enough force to tear apart adamantine like rice paper. This normally wouldn’t have any effect on Vahn, but, undoubtedly as a result of her Innate, visible scratch marks appeared on his back, his blood mixing into the Sacred Divine Water as a result…
Though it was slightly concerned, Vahn felt increasingly excited at the prospect that Mordred was awakening an ability that completely exceeded his current comprehension. As a result, his excitement continued to build, and, though he managed to retain a humanoid physique, large wings and a tail protruded from his back as he felt himself swelling inside of Mordred’s slightly painful cavern. Her tightness hadn’t changed too much, but, similar to the tingling he used to feel while making love to Artoria, Mordred’s body seemed to be ‘resisting’ his intrusion…
Undaunted by the energy that had started to retract into her body, compounding the effects of her abilities, Vahn continued to nibble Mordred’s fur-covered ear. It now had an appearance similar to Theo’s, but, rather than thin white hairs, they were pure gold in coloration. They also had a metallic taste, and, if they pricked him at the right angle, Vahn felt as though they were akin to tiny needles poking his tongue.
While the change to Mordred’s ears was very ‘inspiring’, what truly stirred up Vahn’s fancy was the additional appendage that currently twined around his tail. Mordred had sprouted a rather thick tail, and, though it appeared similar to a cat, it’s length and thickness, combined with the golden tuft at the end, made it seem more like the tail of a lioness than anything else.
Completing Mordred’s ‘transformation’, the nails on her fingers grew to points, and, though it wasn’t obvious at a glance, her already developed canines became even more prominent than before. She had even pricked his shoulder a few times during her moaning, and, after realizing this, Vahn became aware of the fact that her tongue had become extremely rough, enough to nearly rip off his scales with the friction creating by her licking…
Despite all these troubling elements, Vahn continued to roughly piston Mordred in the way he knew she liked. At the same time, he massaged the base of her newly formed tail, teaching her an entirely new form of pleasure that caused her body to writhe even as she clung to his body, a powerful and seemingly endless orgasm wracking her body and ceaselessly chipping away at her sensibilities. Then, much as she had done countless times before, Mordred adhered to him even tighter as she loudly cried, “Chichiuueee~!!”
(A/N: Alternate Titles: ‘Rewards Abound…’,’Into the ocean end it all…’,’This is not your average awakening (OwO)!!!!!’)
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