Chapter 198 Anorcia's Arrival
Outside the domain, the wives sat, mostly worrying about Rael... which woman would not? It would be the greatest loss if the most handsome person in existence with the most handsome dick suddenly died.
Mira, the ex-tyrant slime king disguised as a male her whole life but in actuality, a female tended to Hecate who obviously is one of the fan favorites while Lucifer, the General of Eden, one of the three great angels... now a fallen angel sat and observed for loopholes in the domain to break and enter.
"It's too strong," Lucifer whispered as she tried looking for the breaking point in-between space, time, gravity, and dimension to enter the domain.
Aria rolled her eyes and passed a snarky comment, "How are you the ex-general of heaven if you can't even enter a simple domain?"
Lucifer ignored the vampire, she shrugged softly and spoke without any care.
"Says the mosquito."
Aria humphed lightly and looked in the other direction especially where Undis was situated. The destruction of the country where she was the Arch-Duke of had taken a huge toll on her mental health. For generations her family had been ruling it and that too in vampire years.
Alizejh casually popped a coffee candy into her beautiful-looking mouth and leaned backward.
"I'm sorry Miss Aria but you are the most useless here."
Almost everyone was taken aback by the straightforwardness and the casualness of Alizejh's comment.... then they remembered whose twin sister she was. Their characters truly aligned.
If only they knew... the thoughts in her head...
'Brother is truly amazing. He is the best. No one can break and enter his domain. Hehehuehuehue.. I feel like masturbating. BROOOOOTHEEEERRRR CUM BACK I WANNA CHAIN YO-'
One is narcissistic for himself and the other is narcissistic for her brother.
While Alizejh giggled creepily, she found a bony finger tapping her back. She was a little annoyed and removed it to go back to dreaming but unfortunately for her, the person who was tapping her back spoke-
"Hellooooooo~~~!"
"Shut up, I am doing something important."
"Uh.... don't you think you should mind your language?"
Alizejh turned her head around a little and raised an eyebrow, the person in front of her was dressed in a dark purple cloak, the color of her skin nor any other features could be seen. Even the face was hidden due to the shadows that covered it, except anyone could make out that the person was a girl.
This was especially due to the cloak being body fit, exaggerating the features of the person which were feminine in nature. Very bery bouncy and noice.
Her upper past, her chest especially was perfectly shaped and sized, it was large but not too much nor too petite. It had a great quality to it from what could be made out through the cloak.
Her hips showed well, wide child-birthing ones but elegantly crafted, the same with the gap between her legs that could be made out due to the cloth sticking to her vagina causing a subtle cameltoe to appear.
Alizejh raised an eyebrow and looked away.
'Disturbed my entire orgasm.'
It seems no one had noticed but Alizejh was masturbating secretly by rubbing her thighs against each other and poking her fingers through her clothes while obsessing over her brother.
The child-birthing hip lady tapped Alizejh's back again. The silver-haired, absolute noble violet amethyst-eyed beauty sighed softly as she inquired.
"Yes?"
The lady put a finger on her cheek and tilted her head to one side cutely before asking with a pout that though could not be seen, could be felt.
"Ya know where the heretics are?"
Alizejh glanced at the other side where Hecate was having her wounds tended and Lucifer was looking to break the Domain... then back at the shadow-masked woman.
"Nope."
The cloaked figure shrugged lightly and hopped happily past Alizejh as she observed the surroundings before laying her gaze on Hecate.
Her body twitched in surprise as she stared in the direction of the stoic monotone og goth queen.
"Ayo! BIG SIS!"
Hecate slowly tilted her head, she stared at the newcomer, a slightly annoyed look crept onto her visage as she instantly looked away.
Meanwhile, the lady in the cloak giggled loudly as she rushed toward Hecate with an otherworldly speed. She instantly began to observe every crook and nanny of her body.
Then she sniffed the monotone Hecate and just as she was about to mess her hair up, Hecate's palm slapped her hand away.
"Enough, Anorcia."
Anorcia smiled deviously as she covered her mouth with her cloaked hand to giggle a little.
"Your body is completely destroyed, big sis. The wounds are so deep. Now we will probably have to babysit you."
Hecate's visage showed a small look of frustration before regaining her normal blank look.
"You mean like how I babysat all of you? Especially you, you would cry all day and night unless I dangled the little pony over your head... and I don't even have trust in your babysitting skills. The last time you did, you made a potion of out of the poor child."
Anorcia looked deeply offended as she took a step back. She glanced at Hecate crossly and grasped the covered big juicy tits hanging from her chest she and gave them a firm squeeze.
"I believe I can babysit anyone easily."
Hecate rolled her eyes in response, "Sure. Why are you here?"
The moment the Esther Queen asked the question, the temperature dropped by a few degrees as seriousness and tension crept into the atmosphere.
"I felt the aura a month back maybe.... it took me a long time to find the source but a few minutes ago... I could feel Pure Death Energy in the essence and it rushed within me, source calling me... here."
Hecate looked at her wound in silent contemplation as Mira stared at her from the corner of her eyes, equally silent.
The silver-haired goth lady glanced at her little sister and spoke softly.
"That may have been because of "Him". He lent me his Pure Death Energy to temporarily give me peak strength to follow the duty assigned to me."
Anorcia was strangely silent as compared to the chatty carefree personality that she had showcased since the moment of her sudden arrival. In a confused and grave tone, the cloaked lady asked grimly.
"Who?"
Hecate smiled slyly as she observed her little sister.
"Who else? Our Dear Lord."