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AUTHORS' NOTE: This is the final installment of "Forgotten Fates." To fully understand the story, you'll need to read the first two installments:

"Forgotten Fates 1: The Quest" - https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/46779

"Forgotten Fates 2: The Schism" - https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/46982

If you wish to fully appreciate every reference and nuance herein, you may read the following tales, which occur prior to "The Quest" chronologically, in listed order:

"Feasting" - https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/43704

"Young and Hungry" - https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/43777

"The Lion's Trial" - https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/43811

"Fight Song" - https://mars.chatfighters.com/story/43862

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01:49 Vaak-Uhm: It is easy, now, the portal magic… nearly instinct. As I flex my will, so does the universe flex, bending to my desire. The magics are not even taxing, now, though this may be the legacy of the potent comingling of energy and thought my barbarian friend and I shared only moments ago…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: We step back into the world, and as the portal closes behind us, I can sense it… the Enemy. It is close, and pervasive. Never has it felt stronger. Shockingly strong… and, it doesn't exist. It is, seemingly, if the reckless efforts of Bronan's primal Power revealed reality to us, no kind of entity at all.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Yet… it is here. Filling my eldritch senses. Contaminating. Invading. Leaking into the world. It may be nothing, yet… clearly, it is also something. Something which must be stopped. But it is so present, in this place… the wound into the world feels gaping. In selecting this as the next location to confront The Enemy, nothing had particularly distinguished it from any of the other choices, but now that we are here, now that I can feel how… gaping, this wound into the world is, I find myself daunted. Looking at my towering friend, I cast my thoughts to his mind. **Do you think this strange new connection will persist? Grow? Change our magics? Perhaps we should retreat, explore our new powers**, and I know he can feel my sudden doubt… flush with energy and connection and confidence, I brought us here… **Have I been reckless?**

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: As we stepped through the portal again, I could feel your ease of the magics through our bond. It pleased me to know this was getting easier for you. That would only make our quest easier in the end. And yet when we stepped through, even I could sense the Enemy all around. I was not used to sensing them in this way - was this how you sensed them? I growled and shook my head, the feeling so foreign and invasive to my senses. But then I heard you call out across our bond and I turned to you.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: **We may be bonded this way forever now. And… should my powers hold any sway of it, it will grow - that is the nature of my power. But you also will not be changed, not be me - that is not the nature of my power.** I could sense something from you that I had never sensed before: doubt. I reached out and put my hand on your shoulder, looking at you. Then you thought-spoke about retreating and you being reckless? I laughed at the thought, my earthy chuckle muffled in case the enemy was in earshot.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: **Oh my friend…. We have nothing to worry about. That does not mean we should give in to recklessness. A hunter never betrays his instincts or nature.** I offered words - my words - to comfort and bolster you. Perhaps I had changed you, though. Perhaps I had overreached, thinking it was what was needed, to throw you the lifeline I thought you needed out in the vast void that you had come to call… you. But, I knew my powers were never to make something into what it was not; my powers could evolve you, bring about heightened powers of self, but never transmute you into something you should not be. I squeezed your shoulder as I waited for your gaze, to share with you my confidence if nothing else.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I felt your confidence reverberate across the bond, let it wash away my doubts… one would be hard pressed to find a more powerful pair of beings than we two… feeling reassured, and mildly amused and curious at myself at even needing to consider and process these feelings… I turn my attention to our current environment.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: We stand in a tunnel, as though a natural cave but there is no opening behind us. Ahead, several dozen paces, the tunnel widens into an enormous cavern… flickering light, as though many torches were lit, glows brightly. There is the raucous sound of a crowd, and grunts and shouts and the meaty thuds of body contact which suggest a rough physical contest is underway.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: With a grunt and a nod of my head, I motioned for us to go down the tunnel, just broad enough to allow my antlered crown to pass. You lead the way, with me trailing behind and squatting down on all fours to make the passage easier for myself. With a growl and a primal push to my magics, I called again to the wilds, feeling them answer and slither into my body. Soon, my taut abs were on the floor as my legs felt more fluid with my arms following suit and my body shifting to an iridescent purple as scales covered my skin. As your gaze turned back, I could see your eyes widen at this new form, that of a large boa constrictor covered in purple iridescent scales. I flicked my forked tongue in the air and hissed. **The scent of the enemy is strong here…. Perversely strong….** I called along our bond as I slithered past, the passage along the tunnel much easier in this form.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Fascinating… not only that I can feel your manipulation of magic in an intimate way not open to me before… you do not cast, as such, which was not a thing I had understood before now… but also, I can feel that this form was not among those you had practiced. It was improvised… and tinged with Darkness. My surprise turned to amused curiosity. "Why… have I been a corrupting influence on you, barbarian?" I asked wryly as you slithered next to me. For my own part, the tunnel was amply tall. As we reached the tunnel exit, I turned my attention ahead.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The cavern was massive, an arena hewn into the living rock, tiers of stone benches, arranged in descending concentricity like an amphitheatre, encircling a wide open space… a fighting pit. The stands, though not packed, were well enough populated by all manner of people and creatures, spectating and cheering the contest below. The cavern walls vaulted and curved overhead, nearly enclosing the cavern save for a large opening over the center of the arena… and through that opening was sky unlike any I had beheld before, in any place or time. To the mundane eye, it was an extraordinary sight… a night sky filled with nebulae and aurora. But, seen with eyes attuned to magic… it was a storm. Mad, swirling vortices of energy, surrounding a gaping hole in reality… the wound, the wound into the world, a titanic sundering of reality, through which The Enemy poured…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: And there, before us, battling in the pit, were its agents. Not just one corrupted, empty warrior, but a whole group of them. Each and every one a servant of our foe. I could feel them, resonating with absence… the threads to Outside were too thick and tangled to discern each one, but the stench was so thick I was certain… all were corrupted. All manner of men wrestled and battled, but each was surely The Enemy.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Nothing to do but approach, it would seem… the spectators pay us no mind at all as we descend the ramp… but as we reached the bottom of the ramp, and stood at a break in the low wall which surrounded the pit, the combatants stopped their battle, and turned as one to face us.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I looked at the enemies as we were at the edge of the battlefield. My tongue flicked the air as I hissed lowly. But before engaging, I sent a thought to you. **I have never thought of you as corrupt, Vaak-Uhm…. But, perhaps you can show me true corruption after this battle… or I’ll show you…** And with that, I slithered into the pit as the eyes of The Enemy settled upon us and the spectators began to gasp and chatter about this turn of events. I was never a man of pomp and circumstance - if there was to be a fight, I would wade in and make my enemy face me as I god damn pleased. And The Enemy was happy to oblige that.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My iridescent scales reflected the firelight and the magic cascading above even if their mortal eyes could not see the lights naturally. Many of The Enemy were circling me then, trying to make ME feel threatened by their numbers. A hissing chuckle filled the air as the spectators watched with a new glee. I knew not to underestimate the enemy after our struggles, but there was something about fighting them now with you - being bonded more… intimately… with you - that made me feel as though this fight would be very different.

00:00 empty-Sparrow: steps in... 6’0”, 165 pounds of lean, badass looking muscle. It flexes as it spits in the direction of its foes...

00:00 empty_GlennK: Steps up, 5'8", 152 pounds, built like a gymnast, its 6.5" cock swinging as it back flips... it makes a 'come at me' gesture...

00:00 empty-Pumpedup: comes in, 5’10”, 205, smooth and ripped bodybuilder muscle in its purple low-cut singlet and black boots.

00:00 empty-HARDDADDY42: Its work boots thud the stone floor as it steps up, 6’4”, 250, jeans tight as it flexes a most muscular, thick pecs and beerkeg muscle gut looking strong as fuck.

00:00 empty-dom_police_stud: 6’3”, 275 pounds of solid muscle, sunglasses on and black and blue cop uniform over its bulging cop muscles.

00:00 empty-msclrough02125: Steps in, 5’9”, 225 pounds of hairy bear muscle, wearing its black leather pants, boots, hat, and armband. It thinks about skinning the snake for its next pair of boots.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I flicked my tongue at my prey, sensing that the power of the void was weak in these. I hissed in disgust at the challenge, lunging out with my fanged mouth at the nearest's head, feeling my fangs latch in as I tossed its thick, muscle-gutted body back and forth in my mouth, then flung it to the side. Its form burst into a puff of black smoke and dust as it exploded, leaving only a trace of the void that had once existed. I hissed as the others rushed in then, coiling up on myself and readying to strike and crush them in my long muscled body as they dared come at me.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I watched as the closest of The Enemy's foul puppets encircled you, clearly choosing the threat of the monstrous beast as more dire than its unassuming, pale companion… to all appearances, an ordinary young man. Time to disabuse them of the notion…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I briefly considered my attack… in our past encounters, I could not touch The Enemy with my magics.. they were too similar in nature. But now… now the waiting potential of my Darkness felt… alive. Slippery, unpredictable, less controlled. Your influence, clearly… I wonder…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I chose the largest of the creatures rushing you, a massively muscled warrior clad in some kind of uniform… I flexed my will, shouted "Enthermalis!" The spell… surged… from me, as though an eager dog of war loosed from its leash.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The spell was intended to set an object… or foe… aflame. Instead, the powerful looking warrior detonated in a flash of bright fire, leaving only vanishing ash and voidstuff behind. Fascinating!

00:00 empty-msclrough02125: leaps upon the back of the great purple serpent, seeking to lock its powerful arms and legs around the beast's body and CRUSH it into submission!

00:00 empty_GlennK: nimbly leaps upon the great snake's head, gripping with its legs and beginning to rain blows down upon the serpent's skull!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I felt one of the beings latch on to my body, its arms and legs not even big enough to wrap fully around my serpentine form. Still, it did squeeze with a power I didn’t expect from one that smelled so weak of The Enemy. Another then joined its brethren, squeezing with it’s legs just behind my great maw and beating blows down on my skull. My feral instincts kicked in as I dove down with my head, slithering quickly to my coils.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: The two were soon being squeezed in my coils as I wrapped over and over them, my head slithering between the spaces as they were soon trapped in my coils. My head came up then and looked at the two, watching their bodies begin to compactify in certain areas and then bulging at others. “HHHhhhhsssssssss……” I hissed in pleasure at the sight, watching their muscles and faces contort as the pressure ramped up higher. A sudden series of SNNNAAAPPP and CRRAACCCKKKSSS filled the air as their bodies gave way to the tremendous pressure of this form, no doubt augmented by your magics. ‘Enmightis’ I believe you called the spell? As I watched the void-life drain from their eyes, their forms gave way to a billowing puff of shadowy smoke, the ashes shifting down through my coils as they squeezed in on themselves in the void of The Enemy.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I looked up then to see the other two heading towards you, seeing that you were not some paltry threat. Another hiss of laughter flicked from my tongue as I knew you would easily crumble the feeble wills of those two. I slithered towards a larger grouping of The Enemy - ten of them in fact. If the strength of the two weaker ones had surprised me, ten might be a bit much to challenge in this form… unless I pulled along our bond and augmented myself willfully through your magics. Could I do that, though?

00:00 empty_FighterJon: charges in, it looks 25 years old, 5'7” 140lbs of lean, hard fighter muscle!

00:00 empty-toyboy: Charges in, 5'5, 142, a dusky-skinned youth, its arms spread wide.

00:00 empty-TeenMuscleKen: A teenage muscle boy, 6'4", 180lbs, smooth lean muscled build, a big dick between its legs.

00:00 empty-Jake_T_Austin: Charges in, 5'9", 168lbs, slim athletic build, guido-looking void essence.

00:00 empty-onurknees_boi: Roars its rage and charges in, early 20s, 6', 180lbs, dark hair, experience shining in its eyes

00:00 empty-hardrockjock_xl: Bodybuilder, tanned muscle charges in, 5'10", 205lbs, brown hair, blue eyes. Its rage sweltering in its eyes and muscles!!

00:00 empty-portelgin2001: springs forward with its massive muscle body pounding the stone floor, 6'2", 220.

00:00 empty-Amos_B: Bald, beared, muscle charging in!!! 30 yo, 5'10", 172lbs, its tattoos shining under the light from above!!

00:00 empty-nwarassle: Muscle bear, charging in, 6', 275lbs, bearish, in black trunks and boots. Its muscles flex and ripple!!

00:00 empty-Csol75: Older daddy muscle charging in, 6’, 180, its lean swimmers build showing fight and determination under street clothes

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I hissed at the charging void army of underlings The Enemy hurled at us, but I reached along that bond then, calling for an echo of the spell you had just cast. I knew casting your own magics as mine would be impossible, but an echo of the spell… yes… and I called out along our bond, **Enthermalis!!** And I felt the presence of that dog of war resurrect itself and charge along the battlefield to my tail, and then it charged up my body, lighting my iridescent body ablaze as the energy traveled up my serpentine body. **YYyeeeeessssssssssssssss!!!!** I hissed along our bond with a sadistic glee as my body raced in it’s flaming, slithering path.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The two Enemy warriors charge at me, the smaller, more aggressively countenanced one outpacing its larger, purple-clad fellow. "Enthermalis!" I see no reason to dispense with such a swift and effective means of disposing of them…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Except… it does not work. It is not like our encounter with the empty Taboo… the spell indeed touches the Enemy avatars, takes hold… they simply have become immune to the power of fire. Some kind of communal adaption?

00:00 empty-Sparrow: snarling, its lean and muscled body flexing with effort, jumps at the dark sorcerer, gripping for his arms and legs!

00:00 empty-Pumpedup: is a few paces behind it, powerful muscle pumping, the outline of its thick, battle-aroused cock outlined in its singlet!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I have no more time to ponder as the smaller one leaps upon me, attempting to grapple me… as the larger, beefier one closes in I can see its thick cock swelling its purple singlet, and beyond I can see your huge serpentine form, now ablaze with your impromptu adaptation of Enthermalis rushing toward a crowd of them… **they adapt, Bronan! They have become immune to flame!** I send to you.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I need room to work. "LOFTIS!" I cry, attempting to pull deliberately from this new well of primal energy infusing my magic, to maximize the instability, to guide rather than control as I flex my will… and the eager magic rushes from me once again.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The two combatants are FLUNG from me as though fired from a catapult… they hurl across the arena to SMASH against the cavern wall and are obliterated in blasts of voidstuff and stone fragments, their bodies leaving impact craters.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Without the advantage of your fiery aura, it occurs to me you may be in danger of being overwhelmed… I grin as I PULL… I pull at the new magic, and I pull inspiration from our search for Taboo… my transformation magic is a carefully studied skill, each form taking years of study and preparation before I can master it and charge wilfully… but now, instead of casting, I… ask… the magic, I offer a desire, I… improvise.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: My form morphs, swelling, changing, and in moments I am a massive wolf, a wolf seeming to be made of flickering, writhing Darkness tinged in purple and green, and I charge towards the Enemies which beset you.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: **IMMUNE?!?!** I curse back along our bond. It deepens my battle rage that this new power of fire I’ve tapped into thanks to our bond will no longer be helpful. But my serpent eyes flicker as I feel you cast again, the distance between myself and the other combatants closing fast. **Ohhh yessssssss…. Loftissssss!!!** I call out along our bond, seeking another echo of your magic. Sure enough, I feel the magic take hold of myself, my own form suddenly lifting and flying through the air. I bring my tail forward like a whip as I surge through the air and I watch my mass SMASH into the bodies of three of the combatants, their forms ripping in two and a puff of void flying into the air as they crumble, falling into a pile of nothingness. The attack was not without consequence though as I feel my body be used as a weapon, leaving a stinging pain where the impact of the three were across my muscular, scaled form. With a hiss at the pain as I tumble into a coiled heap, the others are around me then, the seven remaining, grabbing on to my body as my tongue flickers in warning, a warning they do not heed.

00:00 empty_FighterJon: It jumps on, wrapping around the beast as much as its smaller, lean body can.

00:00 empty-toyboy: Joining empty_FighterJon, squeezing and biting at serpentine flesh with its strength and gnashing teeth!!

00:00 empty-Jake_T_Austin: It motions to empty-onurknees_boi to attack the same spot as it charges in with a jumping drop kick.

00:00 empty-onurknees_boi: It joins the drop kick, charging in with void brother!

00:00 empty-hardrockjock_xl: nodding to its three remaining brothers, it raises fists together over its head, a double ax-handle hold raised high.

00:00 empty-portelgin2001: it raises its fists together too!!

00:00 empty-TeenMuscleKen: In the middle of empty-hardrockjock_xl and empty-portelgin2001, fists raised high as those six fists come down in one spot on the vile beast's body!!! BBAAAMMM!!!!!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “GGRAAWWWHHHHHIIISSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!” I bellow out in rage at the combined attack. Even seven of the weaker ones is more of a force than I imagined. Those feral instincts take over again though as I start getting the group of them coiled up, wrapping my body around them in a coiled mass wrestling and struggling with their augmented strength. I can feel them starting to overwhelm my form’s strength, though, and so I call to you. **BRING DOWN THE STORMS, VAAK!!!**

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I hear your cry in my mind even as my bounding form reaches your embattled body… I smash bodily into the group of three, seizing the largest by the throat as I do. Biting down savagely and violently twisting my neck, a predator worrying its prey, I hear the crack of snapping bone, the wet split of tendon… but as ever there is nothing within the creature, as its head tears from its body it dissolves into a dispersing cloud of voidstuff.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Elemental magic is basic, but influencing the forces of nature is not… especially with my magic so volatile now, and in such proximity to you. There is no point in starting a raging storm to pound our foes if they shall become immune to nature's charge after the first strike…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I turn and bound along the length of your body, teeth and claws inflicting upon the creatures, making myself the clear and and immediate danger… all the while focusing, focusing, I MUST exhibit control, now… leaping past your head I bound a few paces and turn, to find three have broken away to attack me; a muscular and scantily clad youth, a dark haired youth, and one whose mouth is wet with your blood... I will control I WILL control I WILL CONTROL!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: **FULMINUS!** I cry in our mind, flexing my will, and from the twisted sky above three bolts of lighting flash down, obliterating the warriors charging upon me.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I am writhing and coiling around the warriors as the battle rages on, but soon I feel relief from where the three had pounded down in unison on me at least. My flickering eye peers out between my coils as I see you...in wolf form… flickering with your power and… the green life-force power of my own? I feel a stirring deep inside me at this power manifesting in you, and especially in this form. Even as I watch you dispatch one of them in your sharp maw, I have no time to savor those feelings for now. The battle still needs won!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel you calling out to the sky, reaching for the chaotic powers of nature that only listen to a call, they cannot be commanded - yet you try to command them… augmenting them with your spellcasting…. the air charges down with three bolts of lightning, instantly vaporizing those warriors. I am astonished that the magics work… but then more bolts begin raining down…. uncontrolled bolts. At first I fear that the uncontrolled bolts are going to rain down upon us, but… they do not. They focus on that torn rift of reality in the sky - the powers of nature attacking the unnatural, trying to sear the wound closed with primal might. Cries of panic erupt around us as the lightning tears at the sky itself, at least to the observers. But our battle rages on down in that earthen pit.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I dig deeper in my well of strength and TIGHTEN my coils around those that are still gnashing and fighting to escape the building pressure. But I will not let them escape…. They will be crushed…. They are nothing…. Voidstuff, a blight upon the world that will be crushed to the nothingness that they are… and with that, my long, muscled body RIPPLES with CRUSHING POWER, a joint chorus of pained wails coming from my coils… but only for a moment til all the air is crushed from them. The gnashing biting has stopped, their mouths too busy stretching for any pocket of existence that isn’t occupied by their void bodies or mine… but I give them no such pockets… all three are crushed out in my coils as the sound of SNAPS and CRACKS again rumble, vibrating my coiled, flexing muscle as their bodies give way to the pressure of my strength.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: Slowly, my body coils in tighter on itself as one-by-one the combatants collapse out of existence. It’s then that I uncoil myself and cast my gaze up to the void-tear in reality, red blood weeping from a few of the gnashing bite-wounds some of The Enemy’s minions inflicted upon me. The lightning seems to be increasing, trying desperately to seal the wound. I flick my tongue in the air and HISS again as I recoil back.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: **VAAK!! MORE COME!!!!** I spit venomously along our bond.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I turn to look up at the boiling sky as nature itself attempts to deny The Enemy, the spell-begotten storm reaching its zenith of intensity even as I can feel the presence of The Enemy SURGE… it feels as much to my eldritch senses that the storm is shoved aside as it feels that it is simply CONSUMED… but either way, the brief storm of natural, if magically induced lighting ends abruptly as five bolts of voidstuff surge above, striking down to coalesce into five new fighters who form a few feet above the earth, dropping nimbly to their feet!

00:00 empty-AngryJock: looking as though in its early 30s, 6'1" and 181lbs of muscle packed into a leather harness & black boots, grins wickedly as it blows a kiss and then charges!

00:00 empty-erichlinermann: looks younger than its leather-clad fellow… dark-haired, 6'2", 210lbs of brawny youth wearing white boots and briefs, beats its chest as it charges forward!

00:00 empty-ringstud_26: appears likewise a dark haired young man, 6', 205lbs, but somehow rougher, more dangerous than its similar counterpart. It wears nothing but black briefs. It grips its ample manhood and licks its lips salaciously before charging!

00:00 empty-collegewres01: the youngest looking of the group, likewise dark haired, 6'2", 210lbs… another fit muscular youth, barefoot in a red singlet. It has an unbelievable dominant cruelty in its empty eyes. It howls a challenge!

00:00 empty-Teddy_bear023: is by far the shortest of the warriors at 5’8”, but its broad hairy body is thick with muscle at 285lbs, barely contained by its black singlet. It stamps its boots and flexes its challenge!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I stand closest to the white clad warrior as it charges, and so I bound at it, leaping to rend it with tooth and claw!

00:00 empty-erichlinermann: catches the dark wolf sorcerer, its smooth muscle flexing huge, taking the weight easily… its hard flexing, unnaturally dense muscles defy the wolf's savage bites, and it crushes the transformed sorcerer into a brutal bearhug!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The creature's muscle is impossibly dense, and I barely have time to register this… and the fact that even though they are fewer in number, The Enemy's presence feels much stronger… before my breath is forced from me in a strangled howl as I'm brutally squeezed! **Bronan, beware their might!**

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I watched your lithe wolf form get scooped into the brutal embrace and was not surprised to hear your warning reach out to me as I watched your body squeeze in from the brutal void-strength. I decided a new form would be needed to take on these brutes, and so I coiled upon myself again and began channeling primal energy, my form shifted from the purple-scaled snake into the form of a great white bull as two massive horns grew from my head. The horns were an ivory color except the tips, which again had that flare of purple, undoubtedly from your magics. My hooves clicked twice on the ground before I bolted towards the charging enemies, set to gore them deep with my new bullish might.

00:00 empty-collegewres01: charges towards the white bull, set on destroying the beast with its strength. The left horn tries to gore into its abs, but there is no puncture to its flesh, only to its red singlet.

00:00 empty-Teddy_bear023: charges in, feet pounding the stone floor and sounding like a heavy ox!! The white bull cannot damage it, either, only that black singlet getting torn by the goring horn that can’t pierce its dense furry muscle. It howls a challenge as it grabs that horn as its feet dig in to stop the slide back.

00:00 empty-collegewres01: roars with its brethren, fighting the white bull’s advance!!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel my thick neck muscles tense and flare as I these… things… try to stop my advance. But I continue to push, goring at those void-powered abs and thick muscle gut of each one, snorting and bellowing from the effort as I push them back more and more. With a quick FLIP of my head, those horns dig in enough to dent those void-muscles as I toss the things over my head, seeing the other two coming in. I can’t let them overrun me. With another snort, I charge in at the others while I see you in the bearhug of the other out of the corner of my eye.

00:00 empty-erichlinermann: The crushing bearhug amplifies on the transformed sorcerer as it feels that wolf bite cannot pierce its dense muscle. In retaliation, it opens its mouth and leans in to bite the wolf’s throat, growling as those void teeth gnash into the sensitive wolf flesh as those thick arms flex in more definition and slowly ccrruusssshhhhhh the wolf’s ribs inwards.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Can't breathe…. it's so… strong.. my teeth and claws find no purchase, and my body is being CRUSHED… I dig deep into my well of dark power, flexing my will, transforming myself into a form better suited to face this creature, muscle to muscle…. still locked in its arms, my body begins to SWELL, to THICKEN with muscle, green skin replacing black shadowfur…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: As my transformation to a hulking Orc warrior is completed, my new form bulking fifty pounds of muscle heavier than my assailant, I lock my massive thighs around its rock hard core and FLEX, squeezing… I groan with effort as its own massive strength continues to savage my strong back, my thick cock hard against its abs!

00:00 empty-erichlinermann: snarls, wincing, and then groans with effort… striving to crush out the huge Orc!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I make it to the other two combatants with my charge, and I bellow out as my thick bull neck FLEXES to deliver the powerful gore, more devastating than last time. The crowd is cheering as the action heats up, their roars escalating as my bull roar bellows out.

00:00 empty-AngryJock: White bull charges us, thinks it can beat the power we serve. Futile. Grabbing that horn as it tries to puncture in!!! HOLDING IT!!!

00:00 empty-ringstud_26: It takes the horn with an empty grunt, grabbing the horn and subduing the stupid animal. Will kill… Will FEAST!!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My neck feels the strain against these creatures as I’m drawn to a stop. More animal bellows, more straining, more grinding of hooves on stone…. I see you changing then out of the corner of my eye, your form changing again, but I can’t keep my eyes on you for long. I see the two coming up on the rear to flank me even as I keep trying to gore the two in the front. This isn’t good…. I LURCH forward and then KICK HARD to my rear, hoping to nail the two coming up behind.

00:00 empty-Teddy_bear023: It dodges the big legs kicking up and comes in with fists together in a double ax handle, BRINGS IT DOWN ON BULL!!!!

00:00 empty-collegewres01: It tries to dodge the bull kick, but hears its rib cage shatter in a sickening CRUNCH as it falls back and scatters to the winds

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My legs haven’t even touched back down on the ground yet and I feel a tremendous blow hit my left rear hind, twisting my back and sending my hind hooves out from under me. I grunt and feel my horns are still held - the beasts have them locked in their arms!! Dammit, I’m being overrun….

00:00 empty-AngryJock: It pulls on the bulls horns, dragging so the bull can’t get a footing. Beast down… BEAST DOWN!!!

00:00 empty-ringstud_26: It pulls the horns with its void brother, keeping the bull subdued.

00:00 empty-Teddy_bear023: Thick arms go up high again and BATTER DOWN in another double ax handle on the ribs of the bull, the hind legs, battering ANYTHING!!!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: From my vantage point, draped over the shoulder of this smaller, powerful muscle warrior I cannot see your battle, but the snorts and grunts and thumps of a huge body being driven to the earth and dragged tell the tale… but I have no help to spare you in this moment, consumed with the savage battle of crushing force and endurance I'm locked in! My guts are so compressed by its brutal hug, but I can feel my crush taking a toll…

00:00 empty-erichlinermann: STRAINS against the mighty Orc, strains to crush and endure it… but its own mighty body slowly begins to flag… lose flex… it drops to one knee..

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Feeling it finally begin to succumb to my strength, I ROAR, unlocking my legs to plant my huge feet, gripping its wrists and FORCING its grip open! With a snarl I pound its chest and sweep it up into a bearhug of my own!!

00:00 empty-erichlinermann: moans desperately as it is overcome by the huge muscle Orc, flexing to endure, its body caving….

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: With a roar of triumph, I hear the loud wet crack of its spine and ribs collapsing, and it explodes into a cloud of voidstuff in my grip! I turn to face you, sweating and panting breath… I have dug so deep for this battle, so many spells and two transformations in so short a time, I'm beginning to feel the toll… how I long to FEED…

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel the battering blows rain in on me, my back, my ribs, my right leg - everything being battered by that impossibly muscled short brute behind me. I let out a raging bellow then as my voice changes and shifts, my form changing with it. I am done toying with these THINGS!!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My legs pull under me as I shift, getting to my feet even as the one behind me jumps on my back and tries to bearhug my new thick form. Instead, it’s pulling at my thick blue yeti fur, only enraging me. My arms have not been battered, so they both move out and grab the leather-clad warriors, pulling them to me and then BASHING them on their backs as the third climbs my back. That’s when I see your new form, and my loins react, giving me a surge of strength as I see this new form. I can see a desire in your eyes, and I snarl with a feral grin. I roll on the ground then, taking the two in my paws and rolling my massive weight on the squat, muscle-bound third as I roll. As my feet come back to the stone floor, I pivot towards you and HURL the two at you, their forms going head over heels through the air. I turn back to the one still climbing up my back like an aggravating flea… a flea with massive arms that have left my legs battered and shaky....

00:00 empty-AngryJock: It flips through the air chaotically, muscles flexed as it braces for the impact!

00:00 empty-ringstud_26: It flips, too, huge dick and balls flopping out its black briefs as it spins and flies!!

00:00 empty-Teddy_bear023: It claws at the beast’s back, pulling at the blue fur and climbing up its back to batter blows down on the beast’s skull.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel the last remaining one climbing up, going to my skull. If it delivers a blow like the others to my skull, I will be out cold. But I manage to pin the flea down, grabbing it with one hand and pulling it down from my back, feeling it rip blue hair from me as I pull it down. It sneers at me and I roar back, wrapping my two hands around its thick core, even its thick waist easily encompassed by my double handed grip. And I TWIST its core, feeling the muscles flex to full definition to try to hold my brutal yeti hands at bay, but I only TWIST MORE!!!

00:00 empty-Teddy_bear023: The beast’s strength tries to rend its innards and body. Gurgled cries spew from its gullet as its core flexes with greater strength!!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel the thick muscled warrior try still to deny my rending grip, but finally, there's a snapping of the spine and then a rending of void-flesh as the creature pulls apart in my grip. I fling the two pieces in rage and the crowd’s eyes go wide as they see one of their champions being torn in two, turning again to void dust. I growl angrily and fight to get back to my feet, but my 8 foot tall form is unsteady as I fight my way to standing.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I watch your newly transformed muscle overpower the three warriors assaulting you and my massive green cock throbs hard and drips. The bond is resonant with our savage power and it's enough to momentarily wash away my fatigue. The two muscular Enemy warriors pound to the dirt before me, one in black trunks, one clad in a black leather harness.

00:00 empty-AngryJock: stands, looks at its fellow, and charges the huge Orc, leaping at it, slamming against the transformed sorcerer's massive chest, wrapping the green body with its muscular legs and FORCING a brutal kiss upon him, devouring the Orc's tusked mouth!

00:00 empty-ringstud_26: is a step behind its fellow, diving, slamming into the Orc's powerful legs… it dives upon the great green cock, mouth opening obscenely, sucking it balls and all into its distended throat and SUCKLING hungrily!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I SCREAM in agony… gods, the agony! Centuries, millenia of feeding upon the power of men, sometimes unto their deaths… but the pleasure in those feedings was not solely mine… this burns like fire and ice, a searing draining away of my power into indifferent nothingness… my manhood and my mouth ablaze with pain as my life is sucked away… I SHALL NOT ABIDE IT!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Digging desperately into my remaining power, seeking to call upon my new primal connection, doing as you did and finding the echo of your recent magic I improvise a new form! My muscles and cock SWELL…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I bellow into the mouth of the leather harnessed creature clinging to me as I feel my huge cock and balls PRESS OUTWARD against the throat of the demon at my loins…

00:00 empty-ringstud_26: tries to howl as it is overcome with swelling bull cock and its head busts, its body following it a moment later as it dissolves…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I GRIP the creature trying to drink my life and CHARGE at you, my rage and intent clear in our bond!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I see your new form and feel the echo of my own magics in it. But the power you have crafted out of the form… it excites me… and I growl with primal pleasure as I feel your rage and intent clearly along our bond. My legs flex and strengthen themselves, the battered wear of the pounding they took moments ago washing away as I start bounding towards you, my fists pounding my massive blue furry chest as I bellow out a rage song and at the last possible moment, I just ARCH my chest outwards, knowing that the sounds of the creature being crushed between us are about to fill the air. But that isn’t what I focus my attention on as those mangled sounds of bone and flesh do fill the air…. Oh no….

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I focus on the rage in your eyes as we come up face-to-face. I focus on the energy, that primal rage fills my balls which makes my cock thump on your ripped abs as void-dust falls between us. It’s like a primal war song being beaten on your core by my thick cock. But your own bullish cock does the same thing. There are lusty bellows and grunts in the air, the sounds of primal beasts about to fuck, when suddenly there’s another rippling of the world… the tear responds again as we defeat its second wave of champions. I have a hard time tearing my eyes from yours, the desire to fight and fuck you in these forms is strong. I howl in rage at The Enemy in the sky and look back at you one last time, tugging on my blue-furred nuts before turning back to The Enemy. It will pay with its non-existence for interrupting what was to be the most savage and beautiful male-on-male mating ritual that all of existence had ever bore.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: Three peals of thunder and flashes of lightning pour down, seeming to coalesce into three more forms. I have to shield my eyes as the energy takes form. There’s a tingling up my spine as I feel the magic, though. My eyes widen as I realize what’s happened. The Enemy DID devour the storm… and has taken that power and infused these champions with the power of nature… if The Enemy can devour nature… and infuse its minions with it… the shock and abhorrence of these creatures rattles from me to you along our bond. We must end this... and end it quickly.

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: appears, a massively muscled bodybuilder in its 40’s, 6’2, 285, smooth, barefoot, its thick, already hard 11” cock barely contained by its black trunks. It BELLOWS with aggression!

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: forms as a 6'2", 305lbs, massively muscled man in its 30s, its own thick, already hard 11" cock packed into black trunks, and ROARS its rage!

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: emerges from the bolt of magical energy as a 6'6", 392lbs, obscenely muscled, brindle anthro dog-man, naked save for its fur… its hard and precum-spurting 11" cock even THICKER than its fellows'. It HOWLS, and they charge!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "You take the big one!" I bellow, my voice impossibly deep in this form, and I CHARGE at the two human-formed foes!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I look at the large one as you bellow out that I should take it. I snarl and snort in agreement at that. My huge form starts charging in at it as it HOWLS while the other two turn their attention to you. My 8’ tall form stands a full foot and a half over the aggressor and I go in bellowing and swinging powerful blows. My thick blue muscled arms and sending howling sounds through the air from the speed the punches fly in.

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: is amused by the slow power of the large blue beast, ducking under the blows and weaving through the flurry of the punches with ease. As the beast slows from exerting such punches furiously, its void fists start pounding the yeti's ribs, the pounding sounding like the furious beating of a war drum.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel the large void beast send those rocketing punches into my ribs, the punches feeling light at first against my muscle armor and bones as hard as steel, but they are picking up power. I start weaving back, avoiding the blows but no longer on the offensive. This void-anthro-dog-man is brutally strong and FAST! Its form seems to disappear and reappear in the blink of an eye and I see its right fist coming in hard on my jaw suddenly. There’s no time to avoid the blow, my head SNAPPING with the punch as I stagger back, dazed from the attack. I grunt and shake my head as I look up to the void-anthro and see it channeling its energy down along its spine. What is it doing?

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: It channels its power along its core, down to the large, empty testicles that hang low between its legs. Suddenly the big balls crackle with electric energy, and it fires a bolt of storm energy out of its cock, aimed right at the yeti's balls!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My eyes widen as I see the void-beast somehow channel the storm from earlier along its cock, firing it at me like a flung spell bolt, much like I’ve seen you do. I expect the bolt to be aimed at my core and I crunch down, crossing my arms at my core to block the energy as best I can. But as I feel the true target, a howling bellow rumbles out, seeming to be a continuation of the lightning bolt but it’s my tortured howl as my yeti balls get blasted with the captured power of the storm. A deep THUD heralds my knees falling to the earth as my hands go to my storm-touched balls, feeling my cock surge to an ACHING hardness that has no pleasure what-so-ever. I hope the throbbing pain you feel from me along our bond is enough of a warning.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: As I charge at the two powerfully muscled, man-seeming creatures, my own furry bovine muscles pump hugely, my horns glinting as I lower my head, aiming to simply gore them out of existence. So much of my energy spent in the last few minutes, but I am bolstered by the sexual energy between us from moments ago… **ENMIGHTIS!** my mind cries, Darkness swirls and sinks into my muscle, and now this form is as strong as it can possibly be!

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: roars its challenge, big feet pounding the earth as it charges forward, reaching to grip the bull sorcerer's left horn!

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: howls as it rushes forward next to its fellow, thick muscle flexing brutally, reaching for its foe's right horn!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "HAARRGH!" I screech in pain as my neck is WRENCHED, all my forward momentum killed by their strength, their impossible strength… my hooves dig in as I strive to fight through the pain and lift them… my arms reach for them…

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: snorts with rage and joy as it yanks the massive bull upright in front of it… its thick cock throbs and RIPS through its trunks! It SLAMS its arms around the shifted sorcerer and locks on a mighty bearhug!

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: stomps behind the great bull, flexing a huge double bicep pose, bellowing as its own monstrously thick 11" cock tears its trunks to shreds with a flex to full hardness! It steps up and wraps the sorcerer from behind into its own crushing beasthug, slamming its dominant manhood into the great bull's muscled ass as it flexes down brutally!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "AAGGH!!... hhnn.." NO! Their strength… is impossible… huge hot muscle flexes against my body, overcoming my own beastly strength… I feel my ribs creak and crack… my body is INVADED by The Enemy servant's cock and I try to scream but my breath is crushed away… I think to call out to you for help but the bond resonates with your own agony in that instant, and I know I must save myself…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I dig DEEPLY into my Power, my Darkness, flex my will and once again SHIFT… I cannot feed upon these empty creatures, but my feeding form is far and away my strongest, most powerful… though it may exhaust me unto utter depletion, it is my only hope… it MUST be enough… my body becomes a swelling, writhing black mass of muscular tentacles and tendrils, squeezed between two muscle monsters…

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I am panting chaotically on my knees as I watch the void-anthro creature approach me with a slow swagger. Its hard cock sways in the air as its heavy-seeming yet empty balls sway even more. That is when I register your own sounds of pain echoing in the arena and feel your desperation along our bond. I start to look at you, but I don’t need to - I feel what I need to know along our pact. And with that, I start shifting back to my normal form, a smile coming over the void-anthrobeast approaching me with its confident walk. I sneer at the beast as I revert to normal form and pull out my family dagger, the Tooth of the Great Bear. It thrums with power as I unsheathe it.

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: it feels the dagger and snarls at its power. Another thing to be consumed and broken in this battle, just as the two men shall soon be. It snorts and roars before charging in, sharp canine teeth bared and ready to tear into mortal flesh.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I see the beast coming in fast, its teeth meaning to end this battle quickly, decisively. Not today, though. I roll forward to the left, the great knife in my right as I roll. With a grace befitting a hunter, the knife lashes out at the achilles tendon of my foe, causing a howling roar crossed with a yelp to fill the arena followed by a thud as it hits the ground behind me. It’s no time to check on the enemy. Much like you, I know this fight calls for my ultimate power, and I mean to summon it now.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: With a quick slash of my dagger across my left palm, I open my flesh to use one of the most powerful components for my primal magics: my own blood. Swifter still, I anoint my body with my own blood and I begin calling out to the deepest wells of primal power I know of: I call again to the Primal Father. I do not know if he will answer, but I must call. If I truly am his child, he must answer. And so I call to him in my primal tongue, chanting as I feel the ritual flaring to power quickly, potently, overwhelmingly.

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: it howls in rage as it hits the floor, pushing up immediately and the wound on its hind leg healing as if it too were sucked into the void. It stands to turn and see its quarry, the barbarian, become consumed in a gout of green fire. That fire itself will be consumed…. All fed to the void, ALL CONSUMED!!!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel the power of the Beginning pour into my being again, except… I am not ejected this time. I AM the power. I am ONE with it. My form once again shifts into the great antlered bear, towering with muscle, strength, primal divinity. I glance towards Vaak, seeing my warrior brother battling two of the beasts in his feeding form. My shamanic eyes see what they are searching for then, though: the thread between he and I, the spirit manifestation of our bond. I grab that thread in both hands and I send a constant stream of that green fire along it. This is the essence of life that Vaak has fed on from me in the past, except now, I send him an unending stream of it along that thread. He will feed today. As the Primal Father, I will give him a feast unlike any he has had. And together, we will thrash these beasts as we have done the others.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: My tentacles wrap, crush, pull at the muscled man-things… I
I will tear them limb from limb! I cannot feed, but I penetrate their mouths, asses, suck onto their huge cock and massive balls with mouth-ended tentacles and then plunge into those cocks with strong tendrils… all for the sake of the grip. Their empty flesh BURNS, as though they drank from me as I drink from men… but then, I feel LIFE surge along the bond, strengthening me, bolstering me… I GRIP into their flesh and FLEX!

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: flexes against the strength of the huge tentacle monster, massive muscle bulging, resisting, REFUSING to yield… its huge hands GRIP… its limbs OVERPOWERING the sorcerer! Its throat muscle works the tentacle in its mouth, swallowing it deeper, its cock FUCKS deeper and deeper into the inky black flesh of the monster…

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: likewise dares the sorcerer's strength, refuses to submit, meets the tentacled monstrosity flex for flex and OUT MUSCLES it… gripping to its fellow, they CRUSH together, FUCKING into the mass between them!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: NO!! NOOOO!! THEY ARE TOO STRONG! At the apex of my might, fed by your very life, as potent as I've ever been… these two muscle freaks shove my will aside and crush me between them, their cocks and balls gulping my life as they dominantly devour and crush and fuck me into submission… I AM DOOMED! Utterly overpowered, humiliated, owned… made helpless. And in that moment, I feel intimately the confirmation of my dark suspicion… memory. The reliving, the seeking, of these fallen warriors… I caused this. Whatever force The Enemy is, whatever is Outside… seemingly, nothing… it has only wrought these demons because I sought them. I have killed us both.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My green eyes are lit with fire as I course that fire along our bond, but… it is not enough. Even a direct feed of my power to you has you writhing in agony and… being suffocated on their void. You… are dying… it's then that I hear the thudding of heavy feet behind me and my hands drop the thread connecting us and instead turn to do battle with my charging assailant. With purpose, rage, and feral might, I turn with my hands to the beast, still on one knee as I pivot. Our hands instantly lock together as if fate demanded I crush this beast in a test of strength. My feral ursinal teeth glint as I smile and start to stand even as the creature's touch burns my very existence.

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: feels the being try to arise up with its petty strength. But the void consumes that strength, drawing it in and bolstering the canine warrior. Its muscles swell and grow more defined, bulging as its own canine teeth bare themselves as a low growl fills the arena. The beast man’s ascent off his knee is stopped though, and it PUSHES the primal bear back down to the ground where he belongs!

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I am pushing up off the ground with a steady pace until… I am not. And then the ground beneath me CRACKS and HEAVES as I’m pushed back down to a knee. With my great fur-covered muscles straining and bulging, I fight to push up, to hold the creature back, but those feelings similar to Vaak’s begin to surface in me as I’m being angled back… back…. back….

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: angles the beast down, one knee trapped beneath its prey and the other cast to the side. It sees the beast man’s muscles bulge with definition even covered in their thick bear fur. And as soon as those shoulders hit the ground, its paws GRIP into those furry upthrust pecs, GRIPPING DEEP and CLAWING at them to render their strength useless. This one will suffer for his futile attempts. He will suffer….

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: HOWWWLLLL!!! PPAAAIIINNNN!!!! CHEST FEELS ON FIRE!!! I can see its burly paws digging into my massive chest, easily denting my pecs, pecs as strong as old oak, but… my muscle is crushed! The void-beast withdraws its claws and I see my chest quivering and spasming and… wisps of smoke rising from where it had touched me? I let out a pained sound as I roll away to recover.

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: the beast man thinks to escape it, but there is no escape. It grabs the beast man’s antlers, dragging it on the ground by that massive rack towards the other that is being devoured from within. They will both be devoured.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My escape is cut off as the void-anthro grabs my antler and drags me to Vaak. Even its touch on my antler burns, like it’s devouring my very soul with its touch. There’s a SNAPPING sound then that fills the air as I feel myself drop down to the stone. I look up to see that my antler has broken at the creature’s grasp… it’s impossible… that’s not…

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: looks down at the antler in its grasp and then tosses it to the side. It grabs the beast man again and pulls him to his feet, getting behind the beast man for a powerful rear bearhug. Those furry muscles can’t hold its strength back, compacting the great furry beast as void cock SPEARS into that beast hole.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: HOOOOOWWWWWLLLLLL!!! AAGGOONNNYYY!!!!! WALKED!! MARCHED!! PUT ON DISPLAY!!

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: The beast howls, but it's just beginning… thrusting, fucking, devouring the beast flesh, beast energy, and beast spirit with a voracious appetite. None survive this. None. It slams the beast down on the ground then in front of the dark sorcerer. More fucking, more devouring.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: The agony comes in a wave with each THRUST of that void cock. There is no pleasure. There is only agony, sadness, emptiness with each forced entry of that 11” thick monster cock. As I’m slammed down on the ground, I scratch with my bear claws, dragging myself away, but then my hands are pulled behind my back and THRUST up high. I can’t even turn to see Vaak, just a few feet away, as I feel my body and my spirit being ravaged by this beast.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: MY GODS! MY POWER! SAVE ME, PLEASE! Crushed, squeezed, DOMINATED… my power swept aside by raw muscle, getting FUCKED to death… in agony, my body collapses, reverting to my human form, my original form, and now I'm a pale, lithe, athletic 190lbs man, throat and ass FILLED, POUNDED with thick 11" cocks, crushed between them as they FUCK… choked on cock, unable to breathe, I feel the tears hot on my face as I summon the ragged shreds of my power, grip the huge balls of the warrior dominating my throat and crush them in my grip, unleashing bolts of dark fire directly into them!

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: ROARS, its huge balls defying the sorcerer, FLEXING out against the dark mage's grip, OVERPOWERING his hands, invulnerable to the dark magic… the warrior grips his foe's head and begins to CRUSH the skull, fucking it HARDER, DEEPER…

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: bellows with lust and domination, gripping the pale sorcerer's hips, SLAM FUCKING his conquered hole so hard that between the two empty muscle warriors monstrous thrusts, the mage's spine could be crushed at any moment!

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: continues to savage the man-beast, fucking deeper, feeling the weakness of the flesh as it gives way to more of the pull of the void, supping at its power and life and spirit as it all drains away. It reaches down with its other hand to claw the man-beast’s skull from behind, locking on a savage skull claw on the crown of this beast. It pulls the furry beast up off the ground in a savage display as the void devours.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: As if the agony of this fuck couldn’t get worse, I feel my arms pushed higher up my back and a big paw on my skull gripping it tight. My chest and face are pulled off the ground then, my spine bent backwards by the grip on my skull and arms as the fucking continues. My thick chest arches out, abs stretched from the angle, soft dick flapping between my legs with each thrust, the agony of this leaving no room for pleasure. I stare down at you then, my bearded jaw hanging as I feel the beast getting close to orgasm. Again I try to pull off the void-beast.

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: Weak. Pathetic. Its massive paw flexes with more strength, corded forearm muscle crushing the skull of the beast. Submit. Prepare. Consumed….

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I let out a howl of anguished despair as I feel that cock pulling at my very soul. I reach desperately along our bond to warn you of what I have just sensed. **VAaak…. When….beasts….cum…. We….into….void…. Bodies…. Mind…. Spirit…. Consumed…. GGAAWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!** My howls echo along our bond as it feels like my skull is getting crushed. Even if my body gives way, my spirit would endure… normally. But here… there is no escape… this is a fate far worse than any version of death I have ever bore witness to.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I look down at you, my friend, my warrior brother. I feel your desperation along our pact bond. I think about how you thought our powers couldn’t mix. But they could. They did. And you saw you didn’t have to be so alone. At least that made it worth it. It’s then that I think about the symbiosis of what we were able to achieve, like a great cycle of life between the forest, the earth, the water, the sky, the sun. My eyes widen then as I see the way forward. You… you hold the key. **VAAK!!! DON’T LET THEM CONSUME MY LIFE!! CONSUME IT BACK!! WE ARE THE FOREST, THE EARTH, THE WATER!! THE CYCLE!! IT IS BETWEEN US!! STARVE THEM!!! DENY THEM WHAT IS SHARED BETWEEN YOU AND I!!!**

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: **AAAAAHHHH!** SCREAMING into our bond, into the void, I feel my skull CRACK, my spine SNAP, the dominant, impossibly powerful balls in my hands SWELL and I know that its cumming is my end. Our end. I feel only loss and terror… and then, then… then HOPE, DETERMINATION floods the bond just before your words shout into my mind… our bond, our link, our shared power… I
I am not alone. I see it, clearly, as though sharing your thoughts. They pull our life away… but nothing in the universe can feed like me.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I reach inwards and turn the last of my strength to saving the essence of my physical being… my heart, my mind magically sustained even as my skull is CRUSHED to pulp in its foul grip… enough, just enough of my physical form do I need to survive the next few moments… and then TEAR the conduit open fully and DRINK YOU UTTERLY!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: ALL your life now passes through me… as they try to drink you, they must drink through me! But, rather than consume it all, I hold only enough to survive and turn the rest back upon you. Now, we are a closed loop… a tiny universe of energy unto ourselves… and as their huge, unholy balls pulse ever towards climax, the Enemy tries harder, and harder, and HARDER to DRINK US!

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: SHRIEKS, and fucks HARDER, and PULLS… IT WILL NOT BE DENIED!!

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: SCREAMS, and FUCKS DEEPER… IT WILL DEVOUR ALL, IT WILL DOMINATE!!

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: HOWLS and FUCKS BALLS DEEP and IT WILL CONSUME and it CUUMMMMMSSS!!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I feel it, raging at the edges of our tiny loop of energy, a monstrous, sucking, impossibly powerful vortex pulling in as their simultaneous orgasm explodes within us, bursting our bodies open…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: But we are safe, held close, a tiny loop of energy, your life and my hunger, going round and round.

00:00 empty-Pecmeat: SCREAMS and IMPLODES!

00:00 empty-CYBERBEAST875: SCREAMS and IMPLODES!

00:00 empty-Robert_Marx: SCREAMS and IMPLODES!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: As the vortex collapses, I reach out and snatch back what stolen energy I can… exhausted, in agony, I flex my will, working healing… I could never work my scholarly healing magic in this state, but with your influence, your guidance, I turn the energy to restoring our bodies, as much as I'm able… moments later we are battered, drained, wounded, but whole and alone on the floor of the arena.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I fall forward, shifting to my normal form as I fall onto my forearms. I’m panting, exhausted, but I let out a laugh as I revel in our triumph. But the laugh is cut short as my shamanic sense feels we’re not alone. I look up in the stands and I can see black clouds of void hunger lingering where all the onlookers were. “Vaak….” I pant out in an exhausted tone. I shake my head, knowing we can’t possibly fight back another wave. My fists clench as I try to stand. I will face them head on even if there is no chance of success.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The Enemy… I feel it surge, even as you speak. Every being in the stands, dozens, hundreds, are its avatars. I look up at the wound into the world… it is torn asunder, gaping… there is nothing. Nothing here but us, and The Enemy. There never was. And here… here, we cannot see it. Cannot touch it. It will come and come and come and devour us, and I called it upon us. There is only one course left.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I grip your hand, and with the last of my strength, open the portal… "RELOCUS!"... and cast us Outside.

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01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Nothing. Void. No light, no sound, no time, no Enemy. Outside is nothing. No… wait… it's…

00:00 ?????: "WELL, THIS IS A SURPRISE."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: The voice thunders without sound, a terrifying scope of thought, a presence vast, but familiar… and in the moment it speaks, it is tinged with wry, almost self-deprecating humor.

00:00 ?????: "YOU HAVE FOUGHT LONG AND HARD, TO FIND ME… WELL, HERE WE ARE."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Its thought is huge, crushing… it could wipe me away in a moment… and it is clear, I know it, this mind… it IS The Enemy!

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: …and yet… it is more… I know it, I've always known it… it cannot be, it cannot!! And still, insanely, I can feel its… smugness? Wry, self-deprecating humor, but somehow, also… so self-satisfied with its own cleverness. But there is no mistake, it's…

00:00 ?????: "YES, VAAK. I AM THE ENEMY. WELL, ONE OF THEM. AND, I AM ALSO THE POWER YOU SERVE."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "What are you?!" I cry out, but there is no sound, here, I have no voice… but still, it hears me.

00:00 ?????: "I AM GOD, VAAK-UHM. WELL, ONE OF THEM, ANYWAY. YOURS, SPECIFICALLY."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: My feelings beyond hunger having been reawakened to me so recently, I've known rich emotion, but all of that has been but a shadow of the awe and wonder and, yes, fear which fills me now… how… "What realm is this?! There's… there's nothing here but us!"

00:00 ?????: "WELL, NOTHING BUT ME, TECHNICALLY."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "What? You speak in mad riddles… where is Bronan, what have you done with him!" Oh gods and darkness, my friend… has he paid the price for my mad quest?

00:00 ?????: "BRONAN IS FINE, VAAK. HE'S NOT HERE… HE'S WITH HIS GOD, NOW. I IMAGINE HE'LL HAVE A MUCH EASIER TIME OF THIS THAN YOU DO. BUT, WE'RE NOT ALONE… LOOK CLOSER."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I can feel it, inevitable… the truth, of this… being? God? Presence? It is… my Power. My Hunger. I am connected to it, and as I look without eyes at its blinding scope, beyond my full comprehension, I can see the thread that connects me to it… but, but… not just me, not just me… there are others…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "You created me. Created us." I whisper.

00:00 ?????: "YES, VAAK. I DID. YOU ARE ALL MY… NOT CHILDREN, EXACTLY. AVATARS, PERHAPS? BUT YOU ARE MINE. COME, SORCERER… MEET YOUR FAMILY."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I look, straining to see past the ineffable… and there are threads, threads just like the one which binds me to this Power, threads streaming away, beyond me, back through the seam, the wound into the world, both a tiny energetic gap and an infinity away… streaming through, binding to others… what is more, they're different… whereas my thread feels of the familiar Hunger, the need for masculine energy… each other thread feels different, with a different purpose, each bound to a soul who serves it…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: …to the arrogant, powerful youth, who was so spoiled and selfish and cruel simply because no man had yet been powerful enough to give him his richly deserved comeuppance, pure animal sexual dominance… until he finally fell…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: …to the young warrior, brave and strong and enhanced by science, who should have every advantage, but knows defeat again and again because no amount of privilege can buy true alpha power…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: …to the huge, powerful man, a giant who finds joy and lust in battle, the purest and simplest example of raw strength and masculinity…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: …to the man who seeks to defend, to stand up to injustice but is brought low again and again because in his heart he wants to be overcome, because there is salacious joy in the overpowering of authority…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: …and also to, also to… to another young warrior, a brave soul… the ideal of masculine duty, both sword and shield… it leads to…

00:00 ?????: "YES, VAAK. HE IS YOUR KIN, IN A FAR TRUER SENSE THAN HE IS BRONAN'S."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I can scarcely credit it all, and once again the feelings surge within me… fear, awe, wonder, and… anger. Pain. Heartbreak, at the betrayal.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "But WHY?!" My not-voice is an anguished cry. "Why put us through all of this!" Because I know, now, with dread certainty… I sought this quest because HE wished it, I fought the Enemy, risked all, because HE wished it, and even as I fought the Enemy, I fought HIM.

00:00 ?????: "WHAT CAN I SAY, I LIKE META."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Again, that infuriating amusement. "You make no sense!!" I snarl, filled with frustration.

00:00 ?????: "I KNOW, WHICH IS AN IRONY CONSIDERING I'M HAVING THIS CONVERSATION WITH MYSELF."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I have no words left, I simply howl, feeling broken, mocked, unable to understand. I am its toy…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: But then… then, the Power becomes… gentle? I feel a great warmth… affection?

00:00 ?????: "I'M SORRY, VAAK. I DO NOT MEAN TO BE CRUEL… I'M NOT SURE YOU CAN UNDERSTAND, BUT I WILL TRY."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I can feel it, gathering its thoughts…

00:00 ?????: "WE'RE ALL, EVEN WE GODS, SOMEONE ELSE'S STORY. IN VERY REAL WAYS, WE ARE, TO THEM, THEIR EXPERIENCE OF US RATHER THAN OUR WHOLE TRUE SELF. WE HAVE THE POWER TO TELL OURSELVES STORIES, OUR OWN AND EACH OTHERS… AND, EVENTUALLY, ALL THESE STORIES ARE FORGOTTEN, AND THEN TOLD AGAIN, ANEW. YOU, AND ALL YOUR KIN, AND ALL YOUR KIND ARE STORIES THE GODS TELL ONE ANOTHER TO… SATISFY OUR NEEDS. AND I WONDERED, ONE DAY, WHAT BECAME OF THE STORIES, OF THE WARRIORS, WHOSE GODS HAD SET THEM ASIDE? I WANTED TO KNOW, AND I WANTED THOSE FORGOTTEN, SOME OF THEM, TO BE REMEMBERED. AND, LIKE I SAID… I REALLY LIKE META."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "But why did you threaten us, harm us?! We are yours!! How dare you!!" Perhaps Bronan is right, perhaps my self-importance is a contemptible flaw… how dangerous to rail at one's own god? But I can feel no anger or resentment from it, only fondness…

00:00 ?????: "WOULD YOU HAVE QUESTED ACROSS REALMS, SOUGHT THE AID OF THE BARBARIAN, FOUGHT SAVAGELY AND FACED INNER TRUTHS FOR THE IDLE CURIOSITY OF A FEW ENDING STORIES, DARK SORCERER? FOR EVEN A GOD'S CURIOSITY?"

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: It pauses, the amusement powerful. I needn't bother to answer, of course… I know the truth in its words. Time, though there seems to be none here, passes. I am just about to speak again, when I can feel it stir.

00:00 ?????: "IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GO, VAAK. YOU HAVE MUCH TO DO… AND AS FOR ME, I NEED TO GET THE DOG WALKED SO I CAN BINGE WATCH LETTERKENNY."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "What?" I have no thought to spare for the bizarre nonsense of its words, my mind is too full of desperation… "No, please! There's so much more I must ask!"

00:00 ?????: "THERE'S LITTLE MORE TO SAY, I'M AFRAID. BUT, I WILL OFFER YOU THIS: WHILE YOU SHALL NOT ENCOUNTER THE ENEMY AGAIN, YOU WILL STILL SEE WARRIORS TAKEN FROM THE WORLD, FROM TIME TO TIME. THEIR STORIES WILL REMAIN IF YOU GO LOOKING, HOWEVER… AT LEAST, FOR AS LONG AS YOUR UNIVERSE EXISTS. AND, WHILE YOU AND YOUR KIN MAY SLEEP FOR LENGTHS OF TIME, I WILL NEVER ABANDON YOU, I PROMISE. YOU'LL ALL ALWAYS BE PARTS OF ME. AND… VAAK-UHM, SCION OF DARKNESS AND HUNGER… YOU HAVE GROWN MORE, BECOME MORE, THAN I EVER THOUGHT YOU'D BE. APPARENTLY, EVEN GODS CAN BE SURPRISED."

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I wept, then, filled with joy, wonder, and a touch of grief for things I knew I'd never understand… and then, gently, kindly, I was PUSHED, away from its essence, inexorably, towards the tiny gap, the huge chasm which led back into the world…

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23:04 Bronan_the_Barbarian: Darkness all around… yet, a singular presence. "What... who's there?" I ask as I reach for the presence, a growl in my voice despite the familiar feeling to this presence. It is unnerving to be in such total darkness, yet there is a comfort here… running water? A river? A stream? My hands reach downward, feeling cold, damp stone. It feels old and yet… it's not as old as it feels... I reach with my primal magics, seeking to connect with the earth here, to know what lies around me, to see through the earth itself. But as I push, there is nothing. My heart catches in my chest and I know fear. Is this the void? "WHO IS THERE?!" I bellow out then, knowing there is a presence but I cannot find them.

00:00 ????: "WOAH... HOW DID YOU GET HERE?"

23:11 Bronan_the_Barbarian: The Voice!! It thunders in my mind, fills this darkness... Power... such power... I growl and shake my head, feeling the throb of the voice subside in the silent cave walls. "I came. I do not know how. But that is irrelevant," I growl as I stand. "Why am I here? Are you what we have been fighting? If so, show yourself so that I may rend you from existence," I command of the entity. I have felt its power already from its silent words alone, but I will NOT bow down now, not after what Vaak and I have suffered through. My heart catches in my chest as I think about that then. "WHERE'S VAAK?!" I demand again of the… presence.

00:00 ????: "WOAH, BRONAN, HE'S FINE. AND… I'M NOT EXACTLY WHAT YOU'VE BEEN FIGHTING… BUT I CAN'T CLAIM INNOCENCE EITHER."

23:14 Bronan_the_Barbarian: "GRAWRGH!! You sound like him...." I snarled at the words, reflecting on how enigmatic they were. Elusive, just like Vaak. But I trusted that if it were Vaak, he would say. Another uncomfortable feeling arose then. Was this the dark power that Vaak served? That didn't make sense either. There was a warmth to this place despite the dark chill that permeated, but… I needed to know if somehow the bond Vaak and I shared somehow brought me to his primordial master. "Are you the power that Vaak serves?" I asked as my eyes peered intensely into the dark, looking for anything… but finding nothing.

00:00 ????: "OH GOD NO. VAAK… SERVES SOMEONE ELSE. YOU SERVE ME, BRONAN."

23:16 Bronan_the_Barbarian: More mysteries… more… elusive words… yet… was this the power I felt earlier? Was this the entity that intervened and ejected me from my own body and the power that answered my call in the final battle? If so, I knew of its immense power, but then I also knew that even its power was limited against the Enemy. It was then that I asked the first question that mattered. "Father?"

00:00 ????: "NOW YOU'RE GETTING SOMEWHERE...."

23:19 Bronan_the_Barbarian: "Why?!" I fell to my knees then, to fathom the depths of this fell on me like a crushing tidal wave. "Why did you intervene? If you are the Primal Father, then how did you not..." I couldn't dare utter the next words to this force. I would not dare insult the Primal Father… and yet… that question hung in my spirit. How could the force I serve not have the power to shatter this Enemy?

00:00 ????: "WE ALL HAVE OUR LIMITS, BRONAN. EVEN ME. THAT'S KIND OF THE POINT OF THIS. TO WANT SOMETHING, BUT FOR IT TO BE GONE. USUALLY...THERE'S NOTHING TO DO. BUT… IN THIS CASE, THERE WAS."

23:24 Bronan_the_Barbarian: "Damn you… stop talking in nonsense. Tell me the truth of it all. What was gone? The people?" My anger and rage began to boil inside me and I rose from my knees, fists clenched. "Vaak knew that nothing was left of the people we fought. But then for the voids… that were left.... why were they left? Why did we need to fight them if you yourself cannot banish the power they serve?" I needed to understand the purpose of this hunt. Why would we be driven on a quest to hunt for something that cannot be felled? It made no sense. Surely the Primal Father would see that? He must....

00:00 ????: "THIS WAS A HUNT, BRONAN.... BUT ONE ON A DIFFERENT LEVEL. THINK OF IT… AS A HUNT… OF MASCULINE DESIRES. DID YOU NOT ENJOY RENDING THE ENEMY, EVEN IF THEY WERE NOTHING BUT VOID IN THE END?"

23:29 Bronan_the_Barbarian: "I… yes… but… the hunt needed purpose beyond that. I felt it did." The answer came from the presence and there was a depth to it I could not comprehend. I sat back down then, feeling the cool, damp stone beneath me. "Are you saying the hunt existed only because of Your primal desire?" This could prove to be the most dangerous question I could ask. Did my Primal Father really crave for me to do such base destruction in his name? But then… why cast me out and intercede? I was afraid of the answer to come, but I knew I had to face it.

00:00 ????: "NO… NOT JUST FOR MY PRIMAL DESIRE. YOU DO REV ME UP, THOUGH, BRONAN. THAT'S WHY I CREATED YOU. BUT IT'S MORE THAN THAT. IT'S ABOUT FACING LOSING A CONNECTION. SOME OF THOSE VOIDS WERE… ENTITIES… THAT I HAD… CROSSED PATHS WITH AT SOME POINT. BUT THE CONNECTION WAS LOST; BROKEN. BUT I AND ANOTHER BEGAN TO WONDER 'WHAT HAPPENS TO THOSE CONNECTIONS? THEY DON'T JUST GO AWAY, CAUSE WE STILL REMEMBER THEM. SO WHAT THEN?' THAT WAS ESSENTIALLY THE SERIES OF QUESTIONS THAT GAVE BIRTH TO THIS."

23:37 Bronan_the_Barbarian: There was an intense feeling of awkwardness suddenly. How could I possibly… excite??? ...the Primal Father? I had felt his power. Mine could not possibly touch upon that level. And then to hear that the Primal Father gave birth to something with another? Who was this other? Who was the Divine Mother here? Was it the power Vaak served? The deeper we went, the more lost I felt. "The power Vaak serves… did you create together with that… power?"

00:00 ????: "OH YEAH. ALL THE TIME. HE'S ONE OF THE BEST BEINGS FOR ME TO CREATE WITH."

23:40 Bronan_the_Barbarian: My jaw dropped and my eyes went wide. "He?" I asked, completely feeling reality rip itself away from me here. How could the Primal Father create something like this with… a HE?! "Nevermind..." I growled as I withdrew the question. "So… you're saying there was a hunt to be had… and… the hunt is complete? You are pleased, Primal Father?" It was clear I couldn't fathom the depths of this - my Primal Father was an entity beyond what I could understand. But my part - how I fit into the hunt - that was something I could understand.

00:00 ????: "OH FUCK YEAH. DUDE, THAT WAS PRETTY HOT. BUT IT WAS MORE THAN THAT, TOO. AGAIN… IT'S ABOUT FACING LOSS... THERE ARE SOME LOSSES YOU CAN NEVER OVERCOME, BRONAN. AND THE LOSSES THAT YOU FACED ARE THINGS WE - UH, THE GODS - CAN EASILY MOVE ON FROM. BUT IT MIGHT BE A VITAL LESSON FOR YOU YOURSELF. HOW DO YOU LET GO OF THINGS THAT NO LONGER SERVE YOU? HOW CAN YOU BECOME MORE BEYOND WHAT YOU'VE LOST? HOW DO YOU AVOID LETTING WHAT YOU'VE LOST DEFINE YOU, OR AT LEAST MAKING IT DEFINE YOU IN WHOLESOME WAYS?"

23:48 Bronan_the_Barbarian: The pain of loss… I knew it well… losing my family at such an early age… being on my own… losing the connection to my past - past powers locked in the bloodline of my family - but having it reawakened by Vaak. That's why Vaak was so important to me - he opened a doorway for me to connect to that power again. And because of that, I will forever be bonded to him. Also because of that, I found Mat. But then I was confused again. "Primal Father... have I not learned these lessons? Is there more for me to learn here?"

00:00 ????: "OH NO, BRONAN, YOU HAVE LEARNED THESE LESSONS WELL. I FEEL I HAVE LEARNED THEM WELL. BUT THERE'S ALWAYS MORE TO LEARN. FOR ALL OF US. KEEP LEARNING, KEEP GROWING. KEEP BEING YOU. AND WHENEVER SOME FUCKER WANTS TO KNOCK YOU DOWN JUST TO FEEL BETTER ABOUT HIMSELF, DON'T HESITATE TO SHOW HIM JUST HOW POWERLESS HE IS. CAUSE THAT'S ANOTHER THING, BRONAN - YOU ARE THE EMBODIMENT OF TRUE MASCULINE POWER THAT ONLY YIELDS WHEN THERE IS SOMETHING FOR YOU TO LEARN AND GROW FROM. NOTHING ELSE YOU WILL CROSS IS WORTH YIELDING TO."

23:56 Bronan_the_Barbarian: Finally, a sense of happiness came from this meeting. I smiled at that. I had the Primal Father's blessing. I may not be able to comprehend his depths and powers of creation, but what I needed to know most was just reaffirmed. It was as if the roots of my soul grew deeper, the branches of my soul grew higher. "I will do this. I will fall those who challenge me but are truly powerless. I will hunt the brutality of weak male power. I will shelter those who deserve it with my power. For You, Primal Father! For the Forefathers! For the Sons! OUR STRENGTH UNITE AS ONE!!!" I bellowed out in an oath to my God, my Primal Father. And should any man doubt my oath, they will meet my blade or feel the gore of my antlered crown or feel the crush of my bare hands. So it be.

23:56 Bronan_the_Barbarian: And with that parting gift, I felt the cave begin to fade from perception, that world melting away as another replaced it. And as I began to perceive the world coming back into being, I saw something I thought I would never see: tears coming down Vaak’s face.

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01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Reality coalesces around us once again… we are back, in the arena… but it is now empty, an echoing cavern lit by guttering torches with only we two in attendance. The wound to Outside is gone, without trace… I turn my eldritch senses to the edges of reality, scanning across the mystical surfaces of the universe… as expected. All the wounds are gone, as though they'd never been.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I turn to face you, then, and am curious at the expression on your face until I realize there are tears wet upon my cheeks. I wipe them away and endeavor to compose myself. "It is over, my friend. We have… won? Finished, at least." I consider you… my own experience Outside so intimate, so strange, I'm not certain I wish to discuss it and so asking you about yours seems hypocritical, but my curiosity gnaws as furiously as my typical hungers… "Bronan… what did you see, Outside?"

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I see you wipe away your tears and feel along our bond that you have an uncertainty about discussing it. Even still, I can feel… a joy coming from you, likely guessing your deity gave you a wonderful gift as well. I smile gently at you and come to you and wrap you in a hug. It’s a brotherly hug, one to let you know that I understand and you can take your time with this - I’ll be here when you need, if you even ever do. But then I address your words as I step back.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “We have won… I think.” I look around the arena then, sensing for Him, but… he’s not there. “The hunt is over… for now at least,” I offer as I look back to you. “And I saw Him… the Primal Father. He was kind to me… though… he did speak in riddles like someone else I know,” I say in jest as I look in your eyes. I grip both your shoulders then and look you squarely in the eye with a wider smile. And with a look and without speaking words, as I so often do, I tried to convey to you that you needn’t say anything else unless you wish it. Despite your age… you are so young in some ways. It will take time for you to adjust to what you have reconnected to.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “What shall you do now, Vaak-Uhm?” I ask as I look in those dark eyes.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "By and large, as I have ever done… I shall return to my lair… slumber, wake, feed, study." I grin. "As it transpires, this is my purpose." I break my gaze away, looking off into no particular distance. "I have a purpose, what a wonder…" My gaze returns to your face. "But, I have just learned that it need not be so limited in scope. Perhaps I shall explore more of the worlds. We shall see. And for you? Back to the Eltrian Fields?"

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I smile wider at your statement. And with a low laugh, I slap your shoulder jestfully. “Of course you have a greater purpose….” I say with mirth and another laugh. I took a deeper breath then and looked up to the exit of the underground arena, looking up at the night sky showing and a few stars shining though. “I’m… not sure… definitely back home for now… but…” I thought of my oath and wondered how I could do more to be true to it. “I must reconnect with my deepest spirit and figure out my next steps,” I answered as I looked back at you. “And I shall do it carrying a part of you with me forever now I think…” I stared at you and pondered more about your purpose and our first meeting.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “You know that you unlocked my purpose, yes? At least part of it. I would not be what I am today without your gift.” I let my gratitude speak for me at that point.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I feel the emotions and energy vibrating between us… would I…
we, be permitted to keep this strange new state of being and the powers which came with it? What began as a simple magical vow of truth telling became much more… would it persist when the spell faded? Only time would tell…

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: But for now, for right now… power, both emotion and raw magic, surged around and between us… as if to assert my true purpose, my hunger suddenly reared. I grinned, wickedly, flexing my will… "Enmightis!" I growled, and Darkness wreathed and strengthened my limbs… what would contest feel like, with this new connection? "Once more, for old times' sake?" I charge forward, shoulder crashing into your powerful core, and sweep you up into a bearhug…

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I felt your power and hunger rear again, which only made me growl lustfully. Ever since first meeting you, you have embodied hunger… and I have wanted for so long to feast on you in return. And as you threw your powerful form upon me, emboldened by your Darkness, I knew today would be that day. “If… UGhhh…. you mean ten times here… aawwWWhhh… in this field of battle… that we won.... Yes, Vaak-Uhm…. Yeesssss….” I growled as my eyes flared green but now with a dark center burning in them.

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01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I shall never know how much time passed, as we battled and fucked back and forth across that arena… it was savage, at times barely controlled… when I feed, I have always been in ultimate control, knowing my prey never truly had the power to harm or thwart me… a contest to feed in which I could truly be prey as much as predator was novel, and thrilling. But never in our long and rough match did I feel existential threat, never a moment of anger, only hunger, lust, and… fun? Yes… fun. How odd.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: Feeling both utterly sated and thoroughly spent, I was content to languish with you, to talk of what we'd seen and done and learned… until, at some unspoken signal, it was time. All things come to ends. I opened the portal to your spirit abode of the Eltrian Fields, and bore us through.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: We entered my realm, the Eltrian Fields, and the suns were just about to set; a rare treat to come home to a triple sunset. I breathed deep of my realm, feeling myself reconnect to the power there which fed me as much as I fed it. I closed my eyes, felt the last rays of the sun come down as I basked in the power here, being consumed almost as the spirits came back to converse with me after my absence on the quest. But I bid them hold for a moment as I opened my eyes and turned back to you.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “Again you’ve offered me a journey I could not have taken without you. Thank you again, Vaak. Where will you go now?” I asked as I looked at your form, the well-muscled torso of yours shimmering in the setting sun and reflecting a purple hue even though the light shone red all around us. And your eyes… how stunning to look into them and see more there than before. Never would I have expected such a friend as you, Vaak-Uhm.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: I expected to feel… incompatible… here, as I did before. But, no… while I would never belong in a realm such as this, the legacy of our shared time and essence has left myself and this realm of primal spirit… tolerant of one another. Again, I wonder if it will last. And also… yes… just there, at the very edge of perception. Approaching… another legacy of connection? A boon from my Power? What are the odds I brought you here now, to this moment? I may never know… and never can I tell you of our even stranger bond of kinship… but it was gratifying to know I had been right.

01:49 Vaak-Uhm: "Home. Perhaps to study, perhaps to slumber. I could neither have done this without you nor would I have imagined this… growth, of myself. My horizons. May this not be the last our paths cross, barbarian." I grip you tightly to me in a hug. Then, I step back, flex my will, bending the portal magic around myself. Then I grin at you. "I told you so..." Reality fades…

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I feel you...perceiving something in the distance and I look at you with my head cocked to the side as I listen to your answer. Then you come in for a hug - a tight one. I wrap my arms around you then and offer my own prophecy: “I think our paths are forever connected… brother.” When you pull back and bend your magic, I see your grin. “Hrmmm?...” I mutter as you fade from my realm. It’s then that I have a chuckle and shake my head as I put my hands on hips. “Always the enigma… to the end…”

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I turn then, looking back where you had just been staring… and I see nothing. There’s something, though… something in me...calling me…. And I begin heading towards one of my favorite spots in all the Eltrian Fields: the tree I call Mother.

01:23 Mat_Rock: So, ok... this is weird... how...? I am standing on a grassy hilltop, in a valley surrounded by the kind of rugged, mountainous landscape that only happens with cgi in Lord of the Rings type movies. I swear, I was... I was definitely in Rome... at the Ludus Club. Ready to wipe the pit with some young muscle punk, a 55th birthday present to myself... then a quake hit, people screaming... I remember the roof buckling, building starting to collapse... I was bracing the door frame, fuck was it heavy, muscles screaming while people crawled past me to get out... I held out. I fucking held out until the last person passed me, trying to figure out how to get myself outta there when more weight came down...

01:23 Mat_Rock: Dreaming. I'm dreaming. Ok... cool. At least I'm still alive. Still have a chance. I'm buried in rubble. Have to be. I'm in trouble. Real trouble. This is the closest to death I've ever been. Might not make it, this time... but I did it. I held out. I saved them.

01:23 Mat_Rock: But, if I'm gonna die, this dreamscape is a damned sight better place to go than buried under a fuck-ton of concrete and marble in some back alley in old Rome.

01:23 Mat_Rock: It feels... powerful, here. I look down at myself. Unwounded. Feeling strong. Top notch… you're not gonna find a fitter man my age anywhere. Nice... again, better way to go. I do find the barbarian loincloth a little confusing...

01:23 Mat_Rock: Then I look up... and see the biggest, manliest motherfucker I have ever seen, makes Khal Drogo look like a pussy. "Uh... yo."

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: As I get closer and closer, I feel the pull get stronger. ‘No… could it be? Vaak?’ I call along that thread that was connecting us, but I can’t seem to push my thoughts to you; perhaps the distance. But it doesn’t matter. I start running, bounding across the fields like I never have before. It’s then that I see a man, an older man, well built, as handsome as any man I’ve laid my eyes on. It’s when I see his soul that I feel an explosion of joy in my chest. I know who it is. I haven’t seen this body before, but I have seen this soul. And the brightness of the valor in your soul… even brighter than before. And to the Fields, to myself, to the man before me, and to the Primal Father, I utter a prayer. “For You, Primal Father... For the Forefathers... For the Sons… Our strength unite as one…” I hear your voice then and I smile. I know you don’t remember me… but this is more than I could ever hoped for just as it is.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “Hail, my son,” I say as I walk towards you.

01:23 Mat_Rock: "I, uh..." Go with it, Marine. What the fuck, bro, it's better than waking up and dying. "Yeah, hail." I approach you, getting a sense of how fucking massive you are as I get closer. A foot taller and damn near literally twice my weight. And ripped, absolutely chiseled. I feel my cock hardening in my loincloth... which is not a sentence I ever expected to think. I also wouldn't have ever thought I'd go for antlers on a man, but somehow they make you even more manly and sexy…this definitely ranks up there with my weirdest dreams… "Who're you, big man?"

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “My name is Bronan. You are on the Eltrian Fields. It is… rare… for someone to make it here,” I say with a bit of pride in my voice as I think about the echo of these words from a time past. “From the smell of you, I suspect you were… making your ancestors proud,” I say as I look you over, noticing the differences in your current form. “What happened to you? Moments ago...” I ask as I look in your eyes, already knowing part of the answer from the glow in your soul, but wanting to hear the rest of it from your own lips.

01:23 Mat_Rock: "The Eltrian Fields, huh? Where's that, Rohan? The Shire?" I wait for a chuckle… I mean, you're a figment of my imagination, you should get it, right? When you don't react, I look around. Jesus… this place is beautiful. Ok, Mat… might as well play along. "There was an earthquake. I was holding up the door frame, giving folks time to get out. I think the building fell in on me… I think I'm fucked. I think... I think, maybe, this is it. This is how I go out. But I did it. Everybody got clear." I feel weirdly calm. Serene. I look up at your chiseled face. "And, hey, if I'm gonna go, this dream is a pretty sweet spot to go in. You think my brain conjured you up for one last hella savage fight and fuck, before I push off?"

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I listen to your jokes that are clearly meaningless for me. I would laugh to appease you, but… that is just an impossible outcome for me. Then I see the wonder settling on your face as you look around and start to talk. I hear your reaction this time though, and… perhaps… but I must be certain of what you wish for yourself. I’m pulled from those thoughts as you say something that does get a full laugh from me, though.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “Well… I’m obliged to let you know this is no dream… and if it is just one last savage fight and fuck you wish… well… let’s just say you have some choices to make, my son,” I say as I step in closer, smelling the air deeper as I come in, taking in your scent, growling lustfully as I lick my canine teeth. “But… we should get back to my abode for now. Night does not bring out the most pleasant creatures here…” I say as I bite on my lower lip as my loin cloth tents up further and further.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “This way,” I say as I turn back towards my home to lead the way in the settling darkness. The trees were already beginning to show their own spiritual lights as the triple suns fell from view. As I heard you coming up behind, I decided to ask the question that needed to be asked. “What if you could return, warrior? What if that was within your power?”

01:23 Mat_Rock: This dream is getting weirder... and, better. I can hear the… the fucking animal horniness in your voice, and I watch the muscles of your broad back and huge legs flex as you walk towards... wherever I'm following you to. Fuck, is it masturbation if he's your hallucination? But then, I consider your question… I know this is just a dream, I KNOW it... it has to be... but my chest feels tight with emotion... I think about everybody whose back I've had over the years, and the men who've had mine… friends, brothers, lovers... and I think about the lives, thousands, maybe hundreds of thousands of lives that didn't end early, or badly, or painfully because I toed the line. I feel... tired. Tired, but full. Tired, but... lighter. Free. My chest relaxes and I breathe deeply. Doesn't matter that it's a dream, it feels more real by the moment and I can only answer honestly. "If I could choose… I think… I'd choose to stay. I think I've done my duty." So, what, Mat? Everything fades to black, now?

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: I can feel your eyes upon me in between you pondering my questions. I remember your taste and smell so well. Your scent is only slightly changed, but it draws me in even more now. You’ve come back not so much a youth. You are still a babe compared to me year-for-year, but… your soul shines with such honor now.

12:35 Bronan_the_Barbarian: “Ah… done your duty? Are you ready for things to end, then?” I ask as I hear you coming up behind me. I stop then and look back at you. “You don’t have to answer now. A night’s rest will help you understand more,” I offer with a nod as I continue leading the way.

01:23 Mat_Rock: I watch your body in the dimming light, huge and powerful, but also lithe… my cock stirs my loincloth again. "Right, resting… because that's what we're gonna do," I say in the horniest growl my throat can muster.

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If you're interested in a peek under the hood, check out the afterword:

"Forgotten Fates: Notes from Outside"

Published: 2021-02-24, viewed 128 times.