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🕑 Added 2025-03-11 01:31:20 +0000 UTCA chapter of the Fox Hole will be coming out in a couple hours as well. It has a PHO section and those take a while to format properly.
And I’m pretty sure everyone knew this was coming, but yeah this chapter has R-18…
Chapter 327:
– Trihexa? –
She felt incredibly strange as she slowly examined her new form.
"...Strange?" she whispered to herself, savoring the unfamiliar word on her tongue.
It was fascinating, being able to think clearly for the first time. Before this, her only purpose had been destruction—obliterating everything until nothing remained. But now, for the first time, she wasn't quite sure what she truly wanted.
Well, except perhaps killing the loud, irritating man hovering nearby. He was ranting arrogantly about how he intended to control her, as if she were some pet he could command. Rage surged through her at the thought. She had just achieved self-awareness, and this pitiful creature presumed to dominate her?
In an instant, faster than mortal eyes could follow, Trihexa appeared behind the arrogant man and casually sliced through his neck with a swift, decisive motion. His head rolled free, eyes wide with shock, mouth agape mid-sentence as his lifeless body plummeted to the ground far below.
Trihexa observed the man's demise with detached curiosity. Her memories from before were fuzzy, but she distinctly remembered mortals being fragile and easy to kill. Apparently, severing their heads worked very efficiently.
With that annoyance handled, Trihexa turned her attention to the others nearby. Three beings still floated cautiously nearby—two males and one female.
She narrowed her eyes slightly when she recognized the female. Yes, that woman had harmed her significantly in her previous monstrous form. Trihexa felt a faint pang of unease. The woman’s sixteen black wings radiated power, strength clearly comparable to her own. Trihexa knew she was stronger now, but risking a confrontation so soon after gaining consciousness didn't seem wise. She still needed to fully understand her new capabilities before engaging such a dangerous opponent…
While Trihexa considered this, she noticed a curious sensation across her body. Looking downward, she examined herself more closely. Her hands moved upward, gently exploring her newly acquired breasts. They were soft and warm beneath her fingertips, and when she squeezed gently, an unexpected gasp slipped from her lips.
"Oh…" she murmured softly, surprised by the intensity of the pleasant feeling. Her body seemed exceptionally sensitive. Perhaps exploring this more would be worth her time—later.
But now, her attention shifted back toward the two remaining men. One of them, the human, was quickly attempting to flee.
Trihexa tilted her head, irritated by his cowardice.
"That's rude," she muttered, waving her hand casually toward him. "Come back."
The human abruptly jerked backward through the air, pulled violently toward her by invisible force. He flailed and screamed in panic, utterly helpless.
Trihexa grabbed him effortlessly by the throat, squeezing just enough to silence his cries. She stared into his terrified eyes. "You struck me with lightning," she said, speaking clearly yet calmly. "That wasn't very nice."
The man struggled desperately, his face reddening with anger and lack of oxygen. He spat at her defiantly, "Fuck you, psycho bitch! You were destroying my goddamn city!"
Trihexa paused, considering his words carefully. She glanced over at the distant skyline, seeing smoke and ruined buildings still crumbling in the distance.
Ah, yes, she remembered vaguely—her previous form had indeed been causing widespread damage. She understood his rage better now. It made sense he would lash out. She would likely have done the same if someone damaged something she valued. Not that she currently had anything to value.
"Hmm," she finally replied, relaxing her grip on his throat and allowing him to gasp for breath. "Fair enough. You may go."
The human hesitated only briefly before bolting away into the sky, quickly vanishing from sight.
That left only one being nearby—the silver-haired devil watching her cautiously, his eyes wide with fear. Trihexa felt a sudden wave of intense dislike. She wasn't entirely sure why, but his mere presence provoked a deep, instinctual loathing within her. She turned slowly toward him, narrowing her eyes. "You," she spoke with a dangerous edge to her voice.
The devil visibly flinched, holding up his hands defensively. "Whoa! Wait a minute. I didn't do anything to you! That idiot Kang is the one who—"
"I don't care," Trihexa interrupted coldly. Her red eyes bored into his terrified expression. "Something about you disgusts me."
He swallowed nervously, inching backward. "Look, there's no reason to—"
Trihexa raised her hand slightly, interrupting him again. "Stop talking."
The devil fell silent instantly, trembling now, clearly realizing how precarious his situation was.
She studied him carefully, noticing the way his aura shifted and twisted nervously, clearly deceitful. Her instincts had been correct. He was cowardly, manipulative, and untrustworthy.
"Leave," she commanded firmly, her voice low and dangerous. "If I see you again, I will kill you."
The silver-haired devil needed no further encouragement. He immediately turned and fled at top speed, disappearing rapidly into the distance.
Now Trihexa turned back toward the winged woman. She hadn't moved or spoken, watching cautiously from afar.
After a moment, Trihexa addressed her directly. "Are you here to fight me as well?" she asked, genuinely curious.
The woman hesitated slightly before shaking her head. "Not unless I have to. I'd honestly rather talk than destroy half the planet today..."
Trihexa considered the woman carefully. Her demeanor seemed genuine enough. Perhaps conversation would indeed be more interesting than conflict. "Very well," Trihexa agreed softly. "Let's talk."
– Layla –
I was feeling pretty damn irritated that Rizevim managed to escape, especially since this entire mess was basically his fault. But that wasn't something I could deal with right now—not when the literal apocalypse in human form was casually floating in front of me. Trihexa’s crimson eyes watched me curiously, her slender, naked body hovering gently down to the shattered ground below.
With a sigh, I flapped my wings once and landed smoothly on the wrecked landscape. I glanced upward, watching Trihexa cautiously as she landed gracefully a few feet away.
[You should probably figure out what she actually wants before things escalate again.]
‘Yeah, thanks for stating the obvious, System,’ I muttered internally, feeling a twinge of irritation.
I took a deep breath, stepping forward hesitantly as Trihexa turned to fully face me. Her red eyes studied me intently, and even though her expression was neutral, I could tell she was sizing me up.
I had faced powerful beings before, but this felt entirely different. I wasn’t sure if it was because she used to be an apocalyptic beast or because she'd suddenly gained intelligence thanks to the Soul Stone.
"Hey there," I began awkwardly. "So, uh... you're not planning to start destroying shit again, right? We’re good?"
Trihexa tilted her head slightly, looking thoughtful. Her voice was calm and surprisingly gentle when she replied, "I'm... still deciding. Destroying is all I know… It was my purpose."
Well, that wasn't reassuring at all.
"You know," I said carefully, trying to keep the mood light, "there's this old human saying: 'Make love, not war.' Ever heard of it?" I giggled a bit.
Trihexa gave me a blank look, clearly not understanding. "No," she answered simply. "Should I have?"
"Uh, probably not, considering you were busy being locked away and stuff," I said with an awkward laugh. "But the idea is, basically, peace and pleasure are way better than violence and destruction."
Trihexa still looked puzzled but intrigued. Her eyes narrowed thoughtfully, considering my words. "Interesting," she said quietly. "I've never considered anything besides destruction. That was before of course."
My eyes involuntarily drifted downward, and I noticed again how incredibly naked she was. It seemed inappropriate to just stare, but damn, her body was distractingly attractive. Pale, flawless skin, smooth curves, full breasts that looked… very appealing. I coughed awkwardly and forced my eyes back up to her face.
"You, uh, like your new body?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual. "Doesn't that feel a bit weird?"
Trihexa glanced down at herself as if noticing her body again. "I'm not sure," she replied honestly. "I've never had this form before. It feels... strange." As if experimenting, she raised her hands and gently touched her breasts. Her fingers pressed softly into the soft flesh, and she let out an unexpected, quiet moan, eyes widening in surprise.
The sound sent a shiver down my spine, and I had to quickly remind myself to behave. "Um," I cleared my throat awkwardly. "You... you okay?"
She blinked a couple of times, looking mildly startled. "That felt... good. Do bodies usually feel this sensitive?"
Oh shit, this was dangerous territory. My sinfully curious side wanted to push this conversation further, even though my logical side—the side I usually ignored—was warning me to back the hell off.
"You know," I found myself saying despite my better judgment, "it’s pretty unusual to walk around naked like that. Aren’t you uncomfortable?"
She shrugged nonchalantly. "I don't understand what comfort means yet. Is clothing required?"
"Well, no, not required," I admitted. "But it might feel better. And you know, some of us get distracted when you’re like that."
"Am I distracting you?" she asked bluntly, looking genuinely curious.
I chuckled nervously. "Uh, maybe just a bit."
She tilted her head again, studying me closely. "Perhaps you can help me understand. Teach me more about this body?"
The System immediately screamed in my head!
[Don't you dare, Host! You know that's a terrible idea!]
But honestly, when did I ever listen to the System when temptation knocked on my door?
A wicked grin spread slowly across my face as I stepped a bit closer, looking her straight in those intense red eyes. "I mean, if you're really curious, I suppose I could help you explore a bit. No harm in learning, right?"
She paused, clearly contemplating my words before nodding slightly. "I would like that. I can figure out if I want to destroy things again afterwards…" she added.
I swallowed hard, feeling my heartbeat quicken. Well that just meant I’d have to be so good she couldn’t think afterwards…
[I can’t believe you’re going to bang the apocalypse to save the world…]
…
I opened a swirling purple portal in the center of my bedroom in my New York Penthouse. I stepped through first to make sure all the wards were still in place, because being interrupted right now would not be good.
Behind me, Trihexa followed, curiosity burning in her bright red eyes as she took in every detail of the new surroundings.
“This is interesting. What’s that?” Trihexa asked, pointing at the large, king-sized bed against the wall.
I grinned, turning to face her. “That’s where people sleep… and do other fun things.”
Without a second thought, I snapped my fingers, letting my clothes vanish in a flash. My pale, bare skin was now completely exposed, and the expression on Trihexa’s face made it clear she was not disappointed. Her gaze locked onto my breasts, which were still a bit flushed from the rush of arousal I’d been feeling.
I heard her breath catch, and it sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. The sight of the so-called apocalypse blushing like a shy virgin was kind of adorable. She opened her mouth as if to ask something, but I moved forward and silenced her with a kiss.
My lips brushed against hers, guiding her gently as I felt the warmth of her mouth. She seemed hesitant at first, unsure of what to do, so I slipped my tongue between her lips, tasting her for the first time. It was soft and tentative, but Trihexa quickly picked up on the rhythm and brushed hers against mine.
Her hands roamed aimlessly across my back at first, like she wasn’t sure where they should go. I smiled into the kiss, then reached down and guided her palms lower, pressing them against my ass.
A low moan escaped me as she instinctively squeezed, fingers digging into my cheeks. Our naked breasts came together in a soft press, and the slight friction of our sensitive nipples rubbing sent jolts of pleasure coursing through me.
We stayed locked in that intense kiss for a couple of minutes, tongues tangling and hands exploring, both of us getting more worked up by the second. By the time we finally pulled apart, her cheeks were bright red and her breathing was uneven.
“I liked that,” Trihexa said, voice thick with new desires. Her red eyes seemed to glow more intensely.
I licked my lips, feeling my own face burning. “I did too,” I admitted. “And trust me, there’s a lot more we can do.”
She paused, curiosity in her gaze. “Show me!”
My heart pounded. I’d never expected to be teaching the literal embodiment of destruction how to enjoy physical pleasure, but here we were. “Gladly,” I replied, stepping closer.
I leaned down, pressing my lips against her neck, letting my tongue flick out to taste her skin. She let out a little gasp, fingers twitching on my shoulders like she was deciding whether to grip or push me away. But she didn’t resist.
I moved lower, trailing kisses down to her chest. Her breasts were firm and inviting, and I heard her catch her breath as I closed my mouth around one pink nipple. My tongue circled it slowly before I sucked gently, looking up to see her reaction.
She shuddered at the sensation, her lips parting in a soft moan. That was my cue to keep going, so I switched to the other breast, giving it the same careful treatment. She squirmed, pressing against me as her hand slid around to stroke along my lower back.
Meanwhile, my free hand trailed lower, tracing the curve of her hip before slipping between her legs. I found her pussy warm and slick, another sign that she was just as turned on as me. I rubbed gentle circles over her lips, testing how sensitive she was. Her reaction was immediate—she moaned again, and her hips pushed forward, seeking more pressure.
I couldn’t help but smile. She might have been new to this, but her body was definitely telling her what felt good. “You like that?” I murmured, my voice low and husky.
She bit her lip, nodding quickly. “Yes… more,” she whispered, sounding both demanding and unsure.
“Don’t worry,” I teased, letting my fingers move a little faster. “I’ll show you everything.”
Her breathing got heavier, and her moans became louder. She pressed her face against my shoulder, clinging to me as she tried to keep from collapsing. The pleasure was clearly overwhelming her in the best way.
I stayed focused, guiding her through each new sensation. Her slickness coated my fingers as I teased her entrance, stroking her sensitive folds. Every noise she made, every twitch of her hips, told me how much she was enjoying this.
This was Trihexa, the apocalypse made flesh, moaning and squirming in my arms. The whole thing was surreal, but the raw intensity of it all was exactly what I craved.
I gave her nipple another flick with my tongue and felt her body tense. She let out a choked cry, her nails digging into my back as she came for the first time. The rush of warmth and wetness against my hand told me she was having quite a powerful climax!
When she finally slumped forward, breathing hard, I pulled her close, pressing a soft kiss to her collarbone. “Feel good?” I asked gently.
Trihexa just nodded, still trying to catch her breath. “Yes,” she panted, looking at me with a mix of wonder and desire. “I want… more.”
I gave her a mischievous grin. “Lucky for you, we’ve got all the time we need.” Because really, when you’re a goddess with a penthouse in New York and you’re about to fuck the living embodiment of chaos and destruction, time isn’t exactly your biggest worry.
I took Trihexa’s hand, guiding her carefully to lie down on the bed. Her eyes locked onto mine, and a kind of reverent excitement flashed across her face. I felt my own heartbeat quicken at the sight. That awe in her gaze told me this was something she wanted—something we both wanted.
I crawled on top of her, planting kisses along her smooth shoulders and then down over her soft, pale breasts. My lips brushed her skin, and I could hear every small intake of breath she made. Her body trembled under me, eager for more.
As I worked my way lower, I gently nudged her legs apart. I settled my hips between her thighs, pressing myself against her. A bolt of raw arousal shot through me when I felt how warm and slick she was. A low moan slipped from my mouth as our bodies aligned, my wet pussy sliding against hers in a warm, stimulating friction that made me shiver.
Trihexa’s red eyes went wide at the sensation, and she let out a shaky sigh that sounded part disbelief, part hunger. I couldn’t help but smile.
“This is going to feel really good for both of us,” I murmured, leaning down to brush my lips over hers in a soft kiss. She nodded, her cheeks flushed, and I started rolling my hips slowly.
The friction built quickly. Every little movement sent waves of pleasure through me, spreading tingles down my spine. I gripped Trihexa’s hips, savoring the sound of her breathy moans. She gasped each time our sensitive spots rubbed together, her voice raw with new desire.
“Oh… this feels so good,” she managed, arching her back.
“Yeah,” I breathed, holding her close. “Just let yourself enjoy it.”
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders, tugging me closer. Our chests pressed together, nipples grazing each other’s skin, adding to the rush of sensation. My breathing turned ragged as my hips moved in a deliberate, steady rhythm against hers.
I kept a careful pace, not wanting to overwhelm her but also giving us both enough pressure to keep the pleasure building. Each grind sent sparks dancing through me. Our bodies got slicker with each motion, making the slide between us easier, hotter.
I felt Trihexa’s thigh muscles tighten around my waist, her moans growing louder and more urgent.
I shifted slightly, angling us so our clits could meet more directly. The instant I did, the sensation sparked into something almost electric. Trihexa let out a startled cry, and I gasped. The sudden rush made my head spin.
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned, keeping that angle. “Just like that.”
Trihexa seemed to fall into a perfect rhythm with me. She thrust her hips in time, creating a delicious friction that had both of us trembling. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I could feel my body teetering on the edge. Her face was flushed, mouth open in a silent plea for more.
I leaned down, catching her mouth in a deep kiss, tongues meeting heatedly. Her moans vibrated against my lips, fueling my own desire. My fingers dug into her hips, and I rocked harder. The bed frame creaked slightly from the force, but I barely noticed, too lost in the rush building inside me.
Trihexa’s eyes squeezed shut, and she let out a broken moan as her body tensed beneath me. I felt her legs tighten around my hips. The pressure sent me hurtling over the edge right along with her. My vision blurred, and my entire body clenched in a cascade of pleasure!
I cried out, pressing my forehead against hers as I rode out the waves. She let out a choked sob of ecstasy, her nails scratching gently against my back. For a long moment, the two of us just shook together, drowning in that sweet, pulsing high.
When the tremors finally eased, I opened my eyes and saw Trihexa gazing at me with an expression that was part awe, part relief. Her breathing was ragged, chest rising and falling, and I could see the faint tremble in her thighs where they were still wrapped around me.
“You okay?” I asked softly, brushing a strand of her dark hair away from her damp forehead.
She nodded, voice shaky. “That was… incredible.”
I smiled, leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her lips. “We can stop if you want. Or we can keep exploring. Whatever you feel up for.”
She looked thoughtful, then slid a hand along my waist, pulling me close. “More…” she whispered.
I took a moment to steady my breathing, trying to wrap my head around what I was about to do. “Get on your hands and knees,” I said softly, my voice warm but firm. I didn’t want her to feel uneasy, but I also needed to guide her since she was so new to everything.
She hesitated briefly, then did as I asked. Her posture was a little awkward at first—like she was testing out an unfamiliar position. She glanced over her shoulder, curiosity flickering in her crimson eyes, but she didn’t question me.
I let my gaze travel down her back, taking in every inch of her smooth pale skin. The soft curves of her hips and butt looked incredibly enticing. There was something surreal about seeing the literal embodiment of cosmic destruction posed so vulnerably like this, but I tried not to overthink it.
I stepped behind her, knees sinking into the mattress, and my view of her backside sent a warm surge of arousal through me. Her ass was firm and nicely shaped, her pussy clearly wet from the teasing we’d done before.
I reached out, resting one hand on her lower back while the other cupped her left cheek. She let out a quiet moan at my touch. I squeezed gently, fondling the soft flesh. The noises she made only got louder, and her body twitched a little under my palm. She had developed such intense sensitivity in this new form of hers, and I loved how responsive she was.
“Relax,” I murmured. “Just enjoy it.”
She nodded, her breath hitching. “Alright,” she whispered.
I focused on my own power for a moment, channeling it down into my core. I felt a slight tingle as energy flowed, and with a subtle shift, I conjured the extra part of my body I’d been thinking about. A pale cock appeared above my pussy. I paused, letting the sensation settle in. Then I let out a breathy laugh as I realized the magnitude of what I was about to do. I was literally going to take the apocalypse’s virginity.
I gave Trihexa’s ass a playful pat. “It might hurt a bit at first, but trust me, it’ll feel incredible before long.”
She turned her head slightly, eyes full of curiosity. “Ok…” she said softly, though I could still see a hint of uncertainty.
I guided my cock forward, pressing the tip against her slick entrance. Even that small contact made me gasp. She felt so good.
She let out a surprised moan.
“Easy now,” I said, voice shaking just a bit as I pushed a fraction of an inch into her. The tightness and wetness were almost overwhelming. I had to close my eyes for a second to keep from bucking my hips immediately. “Wow… you’re really wet.”
Trihexa moaned again, body trembling under my hands. “It feels… intense,” she said breathlessly.
“Tell me if it’s too much,” I murmured, sliding in a bit deeper. My cock sank into her, and I had to bite my lip at how amazingly tight she felt. I paused, giving her time to adjust. She breathed heavily, then exhaled in a low, throaty noise that signaled she wanted more.
“Keep going,” she urged. Her voice was strained, but definitely laced with arousal.
I grinned, heart pounding. “Alright.”
I began a gentle thrusting motion, easing myself in and out in short strokes at first. The slick friction drove sparks of pleasure through me, and Trihexa’s soft cries encouraged me to go on.
I reached forward, sliding my hands up her sides, then back down to her waist, guiding her movements in time with my thrusts. She caught on quickly, rocking her hips to meet mine.
The pace stayed slow and deliberate for a while. I could feel her body gradually relaxing, opening up to me. Her moans turned from timid gasps to deeper, more passionate sounds. Each push brought me deeper into her warmth, and I gasped as a rush of sensation jolted through my core.
The mutual pleasure was almost dizzying.
“You okay?” I managed, breath ragged. “Does it hurt?”
Trihexa shook her head, a little grin tugging at her lips. “It… stings a bit, but I like it,” she admitted. “I want more.”
“Fuck,” I swore under my breath, hearing the need in her voice. I adjusted my position, angling my hips so I could slide in a bit more firmly. She moaned loudly as I sank deeper, her fingers clenching into the sheets.
My own arousal spiked. The wet sounds of our bodies meeting filled the room, and the heady smell of sex hung in the air. I tightened my grip on her hips, drawing back almost all the way before rolling forward again in a smooth thrust. She cried out, her entire body trembling at the impact.
Her pussy gripped me in a slick, pulsing clamp that felt damn near perfect. I picked up the pace, letting the rhythm become more insistent. My hips slapped against her ass, echoing through the bedroom with each thrust. A warm pressure built in my stomach, intensifying with every stroke, driving me closer to the brink.
“Fuck,” I groaned. “You feel amazing.”
The bed creaked beneath us as I increased my tempo, driving deeper. Wet, rhythmic noises filled the air, mingling with the heated sound of our breathing and the occasional slap of skin meeting skin. My nails bit lightly into her hips, keeping her in place as I pressed forward, letting my body grind against hers.
I listened to every sound she made. Each moan or gasp told me if the pace was right, if the angle felt good, if she needed a softer touch or a harder thrust. She responded eagerly, meeting me halfway with her own movements. Every time she lifted her hips to match my thrust, sparks of pleasure shot through my core.
“More,” she murmured, voice muffled by her arm as she pressed her forehead against the sheets. “Please…”
Trihexa’s breathing turned into a series of wild, desperate gasps. She pushed herself back against me, meeting my thrusts. Her voice rose in broken moans that made me just as crazy. I leaned forward, bringing my chest against her back. Her moans grew in volume, echoing in the otherwise quiet room. I could tell she was close to cumming by the way her thighs trembled and her walls clenched around my cock. Feeling her start to come undone spurred me on, and I let myself go harder, thrusting in a relentless, almost urgent rhythm.
That sent her over the edge. She tensed up, head thrown back, a guttural moan ripping from her throat as her pussy clenched around my cock. The sudden tightness pushed me past my own limit, and a surge of hot pleasure tore through me. My eyes squeezed shut as I let out a raw cry, hips jerking erratically while I started to cum spurts inside of her.
For a few long moments, we both shook together, bodies locked in that intense climax. Then, little by little, the spasms calmed. My cock continued to throb, and her folds still pulsed around me, both of us riding the aftershocks. I stayed like that for a while, leaning over her, chest heaving, cock still buried inside.
Finally, I withdrew carefully, hissing at the oversensitivity. She shivered, collapsing forward onto the bed, my cum leaking down her thighs…
I chuckled softly as I laid down beside her.
Trihexa turned her head, her cheeks flushed, eyes heavy-lidded with satisfaction. “That was… intense,” she mewled.
I laughed quietly, brushing a lock of dark hair away from her face. “Yeah, it was. You doing okay?” I leaned over and kissed her cheek.
She nodded, her breathing still uneven. “That part was… interesting,” she murmured, voice low. “I enjoyed it. I… want to enjoy it again.”
I reached out, letting my fingers trace the curve of her thigh. “We can. We will. But let’s catch our breath first.”
Trihexa nodded and rolled onto her back, gazing at the ceiling. I could tell she was processing a lot.
I scooted closer, pressing myself against her warm body, and let out a slow exhale. She slid an arm around my waist, pulling me in. The simple act of cuddling felt almost domestic, which was hilarious given who—what—she was.
Eventually, I broke the silence with a soft laugh. “I guess I can add ‘deflowering the apocalypse’ to my bucket list. That’s not something many can claim.”
She turned her head to give me a curious look. “Deflowering?”
I snorted. “I’ll explain later. It’s a silly phrase. But it fits.”
She didn’t push me for answers, just snuggled closer to me with a very happy and content expression. I didn’t think she’d be destroying anything anytime soon with how happy she looked…
While we cuddled and I gave her time to recover before our inevitable next round, my mind drifted to what I was going to tell my other harem members about this?
[...That you banged the apocalypse to save the world and somehow it worked…]
‘Yeah, that’d probably do it…’
XXX
Comments
Dark epyon
I mean this pretty on point for her
Rycork
God (uncomfortable seeing Layla and Trihexa): Uh... Layla my little girl... I'm glad you follow my teachings but when I told you make love not war, I wasn't being literal.
Basically God
Thanks for the chapter~♥
CornFlake
Shouldn't she take care of Doom before he shits all over the place?
LuciferDFallN1
Layla has to be real proud - she banged both the apocalypse and death
WhatAFungi
Thanks for the chapter.
Akalynn
She’s a great final member
Charlie Johnson
Yes
Akalynn
So is she the 12th and final harem member you mentioned to my question from a previous chapter?
Maxime Cusson
Yup. It totally would happen to Layla.
