Every week I would recover, then she would come back and suck me back dry.
"This has to stop Mira," I said.
"I can't get anything done with your frequent visits."
"You love it though, the way you say my name as we are in the middle of the act. This enchants you," she said.
"That very well be but we must practice restraint, I need to get things done. I am a young lord. Not some useless young n.o.ble. This debauchery can not chain me," I said.
"Very well Soulless. I will give you some free time, but you must promise to give me even more of your time after you are done with your closed-door devilry," she said.
"Are you falling for this young lord Mira?" I said.
"Mhmm, your essence is delicious. The best I've ever had, I can't get enough of it," she said as her cheeks flushed red.
"One more round, then you must give me s.p.a.ce. Leave me a way to contact you and I will let you know when I am free." I said.
We had one last wild night of our bodies being intertwined.
"Soulless don't keep me waiting, dear. I look forward to seeing you again," she said.
"As do I my red-haired succubus," I said.
~~~
Now that I was free of the succubus' charms, I could get some devilry done.
I wanted to start scrying.
'Codex how do I scry for worlds.'
[Granting host access to book 'Scrying The Void']
I took the new book the Codex offered to me. It was a good thing the book needed me to increase my realm, otherwise, I could get nothing from it for free.
'Scrying The Void' talked of a technique I could use to reach into pocket and lower worlds. The best way was to generate faith. I felt this was such a long-winded endeavor it wasn't worth my time.
I already had a foundation laid out in the Earthen World.
It was time I let Destiny free and generated faith within that world. I sent my message down to Destiny to spread the faith of the 'Templars of Flame'.
~~~
"It. Is. Time." said Destiny as he woke up in the pool of magma.
He had been asleep for many years, attuning to the Fire Dao. He finally received word that his master needed him to do his bidding.
As he stepped out of the pool of magma, he contained the raging flames that were overflowing from his corpse. He now had control over this power, it was his to command.
"First. They. Pay." said Destiny.
Destiny headed to the nearest town to get a new set of clothes. Right now his corpse was naked save for Destiny that lay in his hands. His body was scorched black, he looked nothing like a normal dwarf anymore.
It alarmed the residents when he walked into town.
"What's that?"
"How could he survive with all those burns?"
"Is that even a dwarf?"
Destiny ignored them, walking into the nearest tailor shop.
"Need. Clothes." said Destiny to the shopkeeper.
"Do you have money traveler?" said the shopkeeper.
"No." said, Destiny.
"I'm sorry my establishment can not give away clothes for free, sir. I am a poor shopkeeper. I can offer you a job however to get back on your feet."
"Ok. Need. Bath." said Destiny.
"You look like you've been inside a mountain, your body is covered with soot. Head to the back and wash yourself up," said the shopkeeper.
Destiny headed back and cleaned his corpse. All the charred dead skin fell off as he cleaned. Eventually what was left in the mirror was a bronze-red dwarf. He no longer looked like an abomination. However, he did not look like an average dwarf.
"Fit. In." said Destiny as he stared at his new face in the mirror.
"Dad, why would you allow that cretin in our shop?" said the shopkeeper's daughter.
"La.s.s, everyone goes through hard times. I am but a simple tailor, If I can give him help in his time of need he may one day repay me," said the shopkeeper.
"But dad, we already owe the local Toad Gang many coins. If you just go about helping this vagabond how will we ever repay them," said the youthful woman?
"Now you don't go about worrying your little head about that la.s.s, it's my job to worry about paying bills here," said the shopkeeper.
"I heard what they said last time they came dad, they said they would break your legs if you don't pay. How can you be relaxed at a time like this?" said the worried daughter.
"La.s.s you weren't supposed to hear that, that's adult business. You stop worrying your little head about your father," said the shopkeeper.
Just as the old tailor was attempting to counsel his daughter in walked 3 large dwarfs.
"Ol' Batmer you haven't paid your protection fee in months. Today you pay up or lose a leg," said the leader of the group.
"Please have mercy, sir, my father is old and has trouble even weaving threads now. We are trying our best to come up with your money, but with the draught, we can barely make ends meet," said the daughter.
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The daughter fell to the ground.
"When did it become your time to speak?" said a gang member as he shook off his hand.
"Please, leave my daughter alone. I rather lose a leg than let you hurt her!" said the shopkeeper.
Tears were coming to the old tailor's eyes. Why was he so weak? Why was the world so cruel?
A raspy voice came from the back of the shop.
"Leave. Or. Die." said Destiny.
"You hired a bodyguard, Ol' Batmer? You sure are bold! Break his legs now and carve up the girl's face. It will remind him every day why he should…"
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The dwarf's head ignited and burnt to the skull as he fell to his knees.
"Did. Not. Listen." said Destiny as he walked out the back.
"Run!" said the remaining gang members.
"Too. Late." said Destiny.
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Their bodies became ashes in midair as they attempted to run away.
"Too. Weak." said Destiny.
