Floating Darkness (Mod)

[Akira Nakajima]

The boy was sprinting. It wasn't to run from something, but to bring him to something. He had since healed himself of the self-explosion fetishist's damage. At his side, his succubus Persona drifted, flapping her wings every now and then. Their pace was good. Thanks to Heat Riser, they were easily faster than the average human. Hell, he might have been able to win a medal or two if he could use that speed in a competition. Not that he actually would, even if he had the option. He wasn't one to cheat. Unless the system was broken. As was the case in some H-games. Whatever the case, back to the present, he really wanted to make something bleed.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

Better stop worryin' 'bout the things you don't controoool

Random Number Generating Book

• Ragnarok
• Nifilheim
• Phanta Rhei

Absorb: Repel: Null: Ice Rs: Wk: Fire
Random Number Generating Gigas

• God Hand
• Power Charge

Absorb: Repel: Null: Strike Rs: Wk: Pierce

[Akira Nakajima]

Not one, but two enemies appeared to satiate the boy's lust for violence. Indeed, his battle-high brought on by Heat Riser would be satiated yet. Given that there was two enemies, the boy figured it was time to finally enjoy the usage of an AoE attack. They were nice as a mage in MMOs, so they would, of course, be great in reality. The boy willed for Alma Elma's proximity. The succubus closed in towards him, but the crossdresser reached and tugged her tail over towards him and facing the Shadows. Shifting and getting the tail between his legs, the boy just developed a smug grin. He then began to stroke Alma Elma's tail, causing the succubus to squirm and cover her mouth. The tail squirmed and wriggled, forcing the boy to tightly close his legs and capture it. The Shadows had noticed them by that point, but they seemed to be confused, just staring at the scene. As the process continued, pressure built up in the tail. He slowly, slowly released his grip on her tail, finally allowing the Maragidyne he wished for to flow freely. At first, just a small burst of fire popped out, hitting the ground prematurely. Then, however, a rapid-spurt of fireballs pumped out, carpet-bombing the area where the Shadow's stood.

The book tried to fight fire with fire. It didn't work too well. Meanwhile, the giant charged in and attempted to punch the boy, but he just booty-bounced into Alma Elma, sending them both flying back just a bit. Planting his feet down and stroking the tail again, the boy forced Alma Elma to produce a second volley of tail-spawned fireballs. The book burned away, and the giant shuddered, obviously having issues with a constant flow of attacks. That was fine, though! Akira was fine with switching gears. He had fun with Maragidyne, so it was time to test out another new skill they had- Dream Needle. The Shadow charged itself for a powerful attack, but the boy just stepped away from Alma Elma's tail, petting the devil and uttering “Good girl, good girl”, despite the fact that it was, in fact, a part of himself. Then, he grinned.

”Try out Dream Needle, Alma.” Rainy Death had been interesting to watch. He greatly anticipated the new Dream Needle. The succubus, struggling to stand after the attention to her tail and red in the face, slowly sprouted a long, white extension from the prong-opening of her tail. The length was not too different, structurally, from a syringe, but it was much larger. It dripped with semi-clear, sticky substance. Then, prepped, the tail extended, shooting about like a snake before piercing the giant's chest. The thing then slumped and stumbled forward, rear facing the heavens, as the tail pulled away. The Shadow was asleep. That was cute! Time for him to sleep for an eternity.

”Again, finish him!” With that, the succubus' tail shot upwards before slamming down into the body part offered to the sky.

And, with that, the battle was complete.

[ChromaticTruthsayer]

Success!

You defeated the enemy!
You also found: Satisfaction.

[Akira Nakajima]

Damn well satisfied and pleased with the end result of the battle, the boy took a moment to take a deep breath. He felt great. As though a load had been released from his shoulders or elsewhere. Nodding to himself, the boy grinned at the still-flushed succubus. She looked tired. Meanwhile, he felt fantastic. It was time to head home. The boy and his winged, fire-spewing, needle-sprouting other-self companion turned and started to make their way back home. What to do, what to do? Perhaps an H-game? Maybe go find Luka and bother the shit out of her? Or go tease the redhead at his workplace? So many choices. So little time.