Moments of Epsilon

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The seconds passed, the pressure steadily building as the girls continued to funnel their master's energy back into his body. Niri felt sore all over, shifting her legs a little to help releave the light cramp that was growing. Gods, the things she did for her master; looking at his face she found it to have calmed completely, no sign of the earlier pain present. It helped strengthen her own resolve to finish what they had started, despite how thick the air was becoming.

Just as the Centurian line had broken, as the first few began to break down back into the golden ether that comprised them, everything stopped. The flames and arcs of lightning disappeared, the pressure vanishing as the shaking stopped. Silence reigned as the last echo's withered to nothing.

Niri hunched over, breathing freeling as she rested her hands on the cracked floor, sweat dripping onto Drake's uncovered chest.

"It's...it's done..." She looked up as a new sound appeared, a masculan groan that resounded as the man below her began to raise an arm to rub his forehead. It didn't reach half-way when Drake's torso was bodily grabbed by Niri, clutched tighly to her bosom as the leviathan cired out in utter joy and relief.

"MASTER!!!"

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Almost immediately, Mary and Myriad glomped on as well, letting out similar cries of relief.

Elohim, sensing everything was all right, collapsed and sighed in relief. She went to sit with Chronos, closing her eyes and panting softly. Pestilence trotted about, taking mental notes of everything she had seen, an amused grin on her face.

Natsume let out a sigh of relief, sheathing her sword. Yumiko watched the three Pokegirls smooshing Drake and shook her head. "Y'all might wanna let him breath, girls," Yumiko said, idly rubbing her back.

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Giggling without restraint Niri removed Drake from her bosom, the telltale pop of his head being removed from her cleavage was as commonplace as her teal scales. Tears fell from her eyes as she took turns with Mary and Myriad in kissing everyplace they could on their tamer's head.

"You always do this, why do you always have to take it on yourself?" Wedged as he was between Myr and Mary, Drake let out a chuckle as he grinned.

"You know...me...you all...come first..." He croaked out, before lightly coughing. Niri shook her head and sighed with a good natured grin, she'd grill him later. He turned to the side, looking towards Elohim and Chronos as Myriad's tendrils rubbed across his chest.

"Oi Elohim you...you doing alright over there?" He asked tiredly, but sincerely.

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"You will address me as LADY Elohim," the Legendary said, sighing. "I will tolerate nothing less than total respect. And I'm fine. It's just tiring keeping you from blowing up my sister's Clocktower."

"So you're the famous Drake," Pestilence said, smirking and stroking her chin. "The tired pile of boobflesh sitting by Elohim is my sister Chronos. I am Pestilence, one of Four."

Mary, her body retaining the mutations she had gained from the ordeal, hugged Drake lovingly and kissed him. "I'm just so glad you're all right..."

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"Yeah yeah, you'll have to forgive my crudness...I generally tend to ditch most parts of etiquette when I get like this. Anyway...thanks, I mean that really." Rubbing his face a bit he gave a short mirthless chuckle at Pestilence.

"I wouldn't say famous... So you Pestilence of the 4, figured you'd be the one to take out the poison, thanks for that; made things go much faster." He may have looked tired but he seemed to be catching his second wind quickly, his breathing had slowed but was no less deep. He accepted the hug and kiss from Mary but paused when he looked at her.

His gaze was curious but held a hint of guilt, lightly stroking her hair with his fingers. His eyes trailed from her wings to her halo, before reaching her eyes. He sighed as he kissed her lightly, before resting his forehead upon hers.

"I know, but it should never cost you anything. I just hope this is cosmetic and nothing else, hell I'd hope it'd be temporary but knowing my luck, probably not." Looking at her he gave Mary another kiss and a small smile while stroking her face. Turning to Myriad he gave her kiss just as with Mary, idly stroking one of her tendrils.

"Are you arlright? Kuro told me about what happened..."

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"Yeah yeah, you'll forgive my crudeness...I generally tend to ditch most parts of etiquette when I get like this. Anyway...thanks, I mean that really."

Elohim just smiled, resting up against Chronos.

Rubbing his face a bit he gave a short mirthless chuckle at Pestilence. "I wouldn't say famous... So you Pestilence of the 4, figured you'd be the one to take out the poison, thanks for that; made things go much faster." He may have looked tired but he seemed to be catching his second wind quickly, his breathing had slowed but was no less deep.

Pestilence cackled, grinning maniacally. "I should thank you! I've never been able to acquire a sample of Typhonan Poison before!" she said. "Now people will have a new reason to fear my arrows!"

He accepted the hug and kiss from Mary but paused when he looked at her. His gaze was curious but held a hint of guilt, lightly stroking her hair with his fingers. His eyes trailed from her wings to her halo, before reaching her eyes. He sighed as he kissed her lightly, before resting his forehead upon hers. "I know, but it should never cost you anything. I just hope this is cosmetic and nothing else, hell I'd hope it'd be temporary but knowing my luck, probably not." Looking at her he gave Mary another kiss and a small smile while stroking her face.

Mary smiled. "I am fine," she said. "For the other half of my soul, I would bear anything. These changes mean nothing to me."

Turning to Myriad he gave her kiss just as with Mary, idly stroking one of her tendrils. "Are you arlright? Kuro told me about what happened..."

Myriad grinned weakly. "I'm fine, I'm fine. I may have NIGHTMARES for a few weeks, but I've had them before," she said, chuckling nervously.

"THAT WAS COOL!" Yumiko shouted, laughing, having enjoyed the whole affair. Natsume just facepalmed.

Chronos stood up, sighing. "Once you have fully recovered, you may join my sisters and I in my private quarters. I expect you have several questions for at least Pestilence and myself."

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Rolling his eyes he paid no mind to Pestilence as he focused on his girls. He wanted to say something to Mary, how that while he understood what she meant he still didn't like it, but he let it go, she was just as stubborn as he was in some ways. With Myriad he gave her a comforting hug, rubbing her back soothingly.

"I'm sorry, truly I am. I'll do all I can to help you through them." Giving her another kiss he turned to Niri and motioned with his chin. Getting the message she stood from his lap, stretching a little to get the blood flowing again. Reaching with a hand she helped Drake to his feet; he wobbled a little but soon caught his balance. Bending his neck side to side everyone could hear the cracks it made to relieve the tension. Rolling his shoulders he let out a sigh of content as more tension disappeared.

"Niri, if you can could you help Mary and Myr over to her mother for a moment?" He then turned to Chronos and for a moment stared, blinking with a straight face at her bosom before shaking his head, quickly making eye contact.

"Thank you, though that probably won't be till tomorrow, with everything that's happened what we all need is some good food and a good night's sleep. And sorry about the mess..." He rubbed the back of his necksheepishly, wishing he could say more but couldn't. Another tile fell somewhere behind him, the crash making him flinch.

Niri had given a quick nod and moved to help the Demi-Elohim to her feet. She was tired don't get her wrong, but she had the strength to help her sisters out like this.

"It's no problem Drake, but what are you going to do?" The question was apt and it also made the man take a more serious turn. Sighing he placed both hands on his hips.

"Simple, I'm going to repair the seal." The admission made the leviathan's jaw drop open a tad.

"What?! After all this you're going to do this? Right now?" He just gave her a straight look.

"You know I need to do this now. I can't and will not risk this damn thing breaking on me and threatening everyone around me, Ultramaiden or otherwise. Now please take them over to where Chronos and Elohim are standing, I'll need the space." With thined lips Niri gave a reluctant nod and after Drake helped Myriad to her feet, the Leviathan guided the pair to where Mary's mother stood. Drake released a sigh before sliding an arm out the sleeve of his vest, Pulling the rest from behind him he rolled it up and threw it to the side, now standing bare-chested save for the strap that held the broadsword on his back. The seal still remained glowing a firery red.

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"Very well," Chronos said. "Once you are done with the task you have left, my Clairvoya will take you to lodging for the night." As if in demonstration, several Clairvoya, the dark-skinned psychics floating on massive crystal balls, appeared and began lowering Yumiko and Natsume down a couple floors.

Mary let Niri help her up, slumping over a little onto the Leviathan as she helped her over to Elohim. She smiled up at her mother, who took in her daughter's changes and sighed, hugging her with the type of affection only a mother can muster. Myriad just hugged her plushie, having retrieved it from Yumiko before she went down (she had given it to Yumiko for safekeeping while helping with Drake's healing). She smiled a little at her master and formed her shell again, sighing and relaxing in the large sphere of bodies.

Elohim, Chronos, and Pestilence all watched intently, although only Chronos seemed perfectly at ease...

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He took a deep breath as he ran a hand over his face, looking a little annoyed as he faced his 'audience'.

"Alright, seeing as I have to completely remove the dame thing gotta use a little precaution." Standing resolute Drake clapped his hands together chest level, looking as if in prayer, the sound echoing easily. Flipping his hands around till each made an L shape with the backs of his fingers touching, he then curled them in with his knuckles intersecting. Cupping his hands around his entwined fingers he raised the combined fist above his head before locking his arms at 90 degrees, bringing them down till they were parrallel with the floor.

"Bakku resu no kami no shōheki." Instantly a light blue barrier appeared, faintly transparent allowing all the see him easily. It stretched high to the ceiling, stopping a foot before it, and spanned across the room to both sides, enveloping pillars on both sides, 3 pillars thick. Relaxing his hands he stretched out his fingers as he gazed at the barrier, nodding to himself.

"This size'll do, and before you ask yes this barrier covers the floor as well. It uses the spirit energy I release into the air to strengthen itself to a point, so the more I release the stronger it gets, all without increasing its weight or allowing any adverse effects to escape the barrier's dimensions. And on a pleasing note, it does nothing to block the bond the girls and I share, nor any sound as you can tell."

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("Barrier of the Back-less God")

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"Good," Chronos said. "Very good. For reasons I will explain when you're sufficiently rested." She quirked an eyebrow. "By blocking the bond with your girls, you hurt them far more than you realize, Drake. A truly grim cruelty indeed."

"Can we get this over with, please?" Elohim said softly, stroking her daughter's crimson hair.

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Eyes narrowed, Drake gave Chronos a hard look, seaching a bit before relaxing. Raising a hand he bit into his thumb, drawing blood. He then proceeded to draw a ring of blood over top the chain ring on his chest then drew a slash through it, all before his thumb healed. Holding up his left hand, he formed another gesture. His thumb, forefinger and middle finger were straight up, with his pinky at 90 degrees and his ring finger angled between them. He took a deep breath as he closed his eyes, unwitingly Niri tensed slightly, memories of old training sessions coming to mind.

"Unlock." The result was instantanious. Like the sound of breaking glass the seal shattered, falling apart and disappearing from Drake's chest, soon leaving it bare and untouched. At the same time large, deep cracks stretching from the floor to the top of the barrier appeared on each pillar inside. It stopped there as Drake was able to reign it in but the damage was already done. Luckily the pillars remained stable enough to remain standing.

The onlookers felt no difference around them, but Niri and the girls felt a swell of relief through the bond. He looked far more relaxed then a moment ago but it was short lived, as the sneering visage of Typhonna flashed through his mind. He immediately tensed, a look of utmost fury developing on his face. Niri sucked in a breath, shivers passing through her from the memory before raw anger overwhelmed it. With worried eyes the Leviathan watched as Drake himself began to visibly shake; she placed a calming hand on Mary's shoulder as she knew the Demi Elohim was facing a larger dose of this than she was. She didn't say anything, just watched and waited knowing they would be fine.

She could feel it though, the anger was directed at many things, parts at the memory but most was directed at himself. She wondered why she could see and feel things clearer than before healing her master, but put it from her mind. Drake rarely ever got this angry as he could take most things in stride, but when he did, it was better to let it run its course. He always made sure before hand that he would be alone so he wouldn't hurt anyone, and considereing what he could do that was a very good thing.

Even as he muttered the words of the spell to himself, his fury continued to mount. His partners raged with him, focusing and tempering the rage that spurned within him into a cold fury that none would wish to face. The blades burst into flame and electricity respectively, the etheral energies twisting and writhing in a mesmerising dance. Opening his eyes Drake looked towards his audience with a cold, aloof face, yet his eyes held sush a cold piercing stare to them it was good that he didn't make eye contact with anyone.

Turning to his left he clapped his hands once before slapping his chest harder than needed, the new seal coming to life and taking the same form as the previous, the same tattooed chain stretching across his chest and back. He stared at one of the pillars as it stood tall before him, incedentally the same one Chronos had moved away from earlier.

There was no signal, he just suddenly appeared behind the pillar roundhouse kicking it solidly. The pillar gave no resistence as it broke off and flew to the other side of the room; but Drake wasn't done. He appeared before each piece and redirected them towards the center, by either punch or kick before any could even touch the other pillars or barrier.

He became a blur then, disappearing from normal view while utterly obliterating the dwindling pieces of the stone pillar. It didn't matter which direction they went, he moved faster and kept them contained. What times he appeared that they could see his face held a sneering snarl, teeth clenched; his eyes never lost their frigitidy. Small specs of blood could be seen, cuts appearing one moment and vanishing the next as he moved, most coming from his fists but some from his face as well.

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Elohim, Chronos, and Pestilence watched impassively, their eyes following the display of power easily. Mary and Myriad were having more trouble doing so, their minds still addled from the rage he was feeling. As they watched, Chronos calmly walked away to get a broom. She'd forgive the damage done from the healing, but he was definitely cleaning up this particular mess himself.

"Incredible..." Myriad said, in awe despite the fury that was being focused through her.

Mary said nothing, she just clenched her fists, her eyes glowing bright red.

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Soon enough the pillar was nothing more than a pile of dust and rubble, and Drake appeared ready to slam a piece the size of his head into the pile. He didn't though, he just stood there a moment, staring. With a shuddering breath the fury extinguished into nothing as his shoulders slumped, he gazed at the stone in hand befoe idly tossing it into the pile. The auras disappeared from the blades at the same time.

Raising a hand he snapped his fingers, the barrier dissapating silently. His eyes looked tired, completely exhausted. Shaking his head he turned, catching sight of Chronos with a broom in hand. He gave the Prime a tired nod.

"Sorry for the mess...If I had the funds for it I'd pay for the damages. I will clean it up but, you'll have to forgive me." Stretching to his full height he held a finger to the ceiling as if making a point in a speech.

"Waiter? Check Please." With that he fell face first into the floor with a solid thud, small billows of dust jumping from him and the floor; the silence was deafening. A sweatdrop appeared on Niri's head, shaking it lightly before making her way to him, idly picking up his vest with her tail. Reaching him she turned his body over, finding him looking no worse for wear, sleeping like a rock. Giggling mirthlessly she wiped off some of the dust and dirt from him.

"I swear, what am I going to do with you Master? Do you honestly plan on acting like a goofball or..." She shook her head. It was rhetoric of course, she'd love him no less but there were times. Looking at Chronos she gave a helpless and sheepish shrug.

"Sorry about that, he'll clean up the mess but, it won't be till he wakes up. Can we take him with us to our room to sleep or would you rather he stay here?"

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"Your rooms are already prepared," Chronos said, smiling. "They're a couple floors down, the stairs are just over there," she said, pointing with the broom.

Mary sighed and smiled, helping Niri carry their master down to the rooms, which contained a bed large enough for a Tamer and a full harem of six, comfortable chairs, and a large fridge. She gently stroked Drake's hair, smiling. "Our master is rather ridiculous, isn't he?"

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Niri giggled as they placed him in one of the comfy chairs, taking extra care when unbuckling his swords, that great sword could be tempermental at times.

"Don't I know it, there are times when it looks like he does it on purpose and others where he doesn't, kinda like earlier." After placing the swords leaning on the chair she took off his shoes and placed them on the side. Taking the vest off her tail she dropped it ontop of the shoes, before plopping herself on the bed facing Drake. She smiled as he slept silently, happy that he was alright.

"Above all though, he just wants those he loves to be hapy and safe, its just part of who he is and how he works. It's probably why he reacted as he did with what just happened to you two, with how deep your bond is it probably scares him more than anything. And don't worry about waking him up, you can talk normally and it won't disturb him. You could have a jet go supersonic 10 feet away and it'd do nothing."

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"Scared... Yes, that's a good word for it..." she said softly, sighing. She sat down on the bed next to Niri. "Good word for how I felt too... To see Typhonna so close..." She shivered, snuggling in close to Niri. "Her very presence is worse than what the legends say..."

Myriad sat in her shell, quietly contemplating everything she had seen. When she heard what Mary said, however. "Wait, WHAT?!" she said. "You... you saw THE Typhonna!? Up close!? And LIVED?!"

Mary shivered. "She wanted to play with us. Torment us, make us hurt... It is because she decided to entertain her sisters that Lady Chronos was able to rescue us in time."

"Holy shit..." Myriad said softly, her shell bodies looking visibly shaken.

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Niri wrapped an arm around Mary's shoulders to comfort the girl, resting her head on Mary's red hair as she rubbed the Demi-Elohim's shoulder. She was about to speak up when Drake shifted in the chair, lightly groaning before falling back asleep.

"Unfortunately in this case, Master just has that kind of luck. I can't say I know what you went through, but I can get a pretty good picture from what I could feel in the bond. To be honest, after seeing everything Master can do and been through when he's taken me with him, I think I can say that whatever happens from here on out I won't be surprised. Hell, it hasn't even been 24 hours and he already has 3 women altogether, I bet he'd probably get a 4th within the next 2 or so days." Laughing a little she then turned to Myriad.

"So, wanna talk about some of those things you saw? I might be able to fill you in on some of them, could help you sleep tonight."

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Myriad shook her heads, shivering. "There were a lot of really bad ones... One of them looked kinda human, but he had this really sick grin on his face... There was also this thing that... I don't know how to describe it. There were a lot of tentacles. And mouths and eyes where there shouldn't be any." She shivered. "And then there were the reptile-insect things..."

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Meanwhile...
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As Drake slept on, he would find himself in a dreamscape. There, he would find himself surrounded by beautiful, adoring Pokegirls of many different species, including Niri, Mary, and Myriad, all of them buxom and beautiful, and completely devoted to his pleasure.

The only other male in the room was a godlike being sitting on a throne, watching Drake with amusement...

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She listened intently and hid her alarm at the last admission.

"What about that first one, with the grin. What else could you tell me?"

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Meanwhile...
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Drake was having such a nice dream, here he was with his girls, laying in the soft white sands of a beach he knew back home. They ust layed there, enjoying the moment. He then caught sight of the other male and instantly recognised him. Untangling himself he soon stood before the other man, sighing in resignation.

"So, what do I owe the honour Deus? I haven't done anything to get me kicked out have I?"

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Myriad shivered, clutching her plushie inside her shell. "He... he wouldn't stop laughing. His face was white, like a ghost. His jaw... it was like it was distorted, larger than normal. It may have just been the smile. I never want to see anyone smile like that again..." She shook her head and continued. "He wore a purple suit, and he was constantly fiddling with this knife he had with him..."

She shook her head. "That's all I can remember about him. It. Whatever..."

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The dreamscape...
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"Here I'm known as the Author," the god said, smirking. "And no, I'm not mad at you. I simply brought you to my Haremverse through Dreamland to check on you. Typhonna can take her toll on people."