The Fall Of The Tribes

by Philip Read

  Poor earthlings, poor ants, poor kree and so many others that live on the Rock planets or moons.

  * * *

  Vevina

  “Wahhh…!”

  “Wahhhh..!”

  “Wahhhhh..!

  ” Wahhhhh…!

  I scream in rhythm as he thrusts omnipresently inside me, filling every single nook and crany stretching out the folds between me whilst being the perfect length to only lightly reach my cervix. The physical sensation of sex total as I’m completely sensually dominated in our struggle to keep the upper hand.

  I have never been able to have such interesting and intellectual sexual encounters with a lowly human who usually freeze in fear when they feel the crystals inside my canal. This one I wrestle with for when he dominated my body I double my efforts in aura or as I dominate physically he comes at me with spirit energy.

  I struggle and groan through another micro orgasm that sparks a cascade within me that causes me to shiver and tremor through a big one catching me by surprise. I’m lost to sensations as we climax with the aura, body and spirit connections we have firmly established from our couplings.

  I feel him ejaculate inside me with grunts and mini tremors of his own. Calming down he is losing body heat quickly as he comes back to himself and out of the sex craze we have just been locked into.

  He pulls out and rubs my back a moment before lying down with a sigh besides me. He gives me a little crooked smile before drinking from a decanter of water and lying down with a last sigh before he is asleep like a faded candle. Typical male this one, not too different from the rest of it’s gender but by the elders is it fun to play with.

  We sidhe are beyond most humanoid species to understand or even interact with, we are beings of a level far above the other creatures and the current Custodians of this world. The sidhe Court World and the sidhe Population World are actually worlds who’s cores have been birthed by Gaia herself. One of a varied array of benefits to be chosen from by the title holders of the most important job on the planet.

  I’ve only recently joined the auspicious ranks of the sidhe fae and as a 3012 year old I’m only a youngling in comparison to some of the other beings of power that can afford to claim land on the Home world herself with their might. It is my first outing to the Original world Gaia and to interact with the lesser species and base-born of the fae races.

  They are a dirty, loud and uneducated lot but they are cunning and learn quickly, with potential even comparable to fae younglings or aeonains these humans, elves, dwarves. Though they are mortal they live bright and interesting lives or maybe it’s because they are mortal that they shine so brightly with potential?

  If only they could live long enough they would rival us or even surpass us and all 9 of us that have stayed even this short a time amongst them agree on this. Why have the courts not seen this potential for building allies whilst they are still young before?

  Carmella has been sending of her fae younglings to try and collect all her spawn and descendents scattered throughout the world and those that choose to come are already displaying worrying future potential under her tutelage. She is building a dynasty out of the spawn she has had with lesser beings.

  Spawn that is usually not even born fae but born predominantly being of the paternal species and thus lack the elemental affinity necessary to ever fully become a sidhe even if they do eventually become fae. I think I should try the same with the seed of this exceptional human. Yes, I should go into seclusion and cultivate this seed properly, maybe use Oasis’ time dilation chamber.

  I will organise another teacher for Sachihiro in the meantime, someone male.

  Chapter 86

  Zaraya

  I sit in satisfied languor enjoying the afterglow of the sex and the victory of finally managing to get Cyrus Black into bed. He has given me a merry chase this past year but finally I got him to acquiescent and his enthusiasm was admirable, very admirable.

  Of course sleeping with a man of his age is always a pleasure as the weight of that age seems to open up a facet of sex not experienced with anyone below a thousand years.

  “You’re very pleased with yourself aren’t you young lady?” He says in that dangerous voice of his that can even send a shiver up most Imperium spines when he’s serious.

  “Well I figured it was a sure way of getting you in bed to be assigned training here with you.” I say with a little smile.

  “What do you think of this training so far?” He changes gears and it’s a very good question.

  “Different, these Celestians are no joke though. And we’ve only pitted ourselves against this emperor’s oldest sons and daughters so far, how much more powerful and skilled must the man himself be?” I say with a frown of thought.

  There aren’t many people more powerful than an Archmage or an Imperium, the 4th tier of Awakening permitted to reside on Gaia. And the few I know from the founders of the Conclave I thought an anomaly or secret disciples of the Ancient, I still can’t believe Pretiosus isn’t his real name but whatever.

  The one they call Khakharot is rumoured to have reached 4th tier twice, essentially Awakening to two different power specialities up till the 4th tier. The one they call Kei is said to have become an elemental being somehow, transcending human flesh yet with a human father and an elven mother.

  “They are formidable opponents these Royals aren’t they?” He asks rhetorically with a grin.

  “You are not worried by such powerful foes centered behind a single empire? The potential for corruption and world conquering ambitions is ripe and these people might actually have a chance judging by what I’ve seen of them.”

  Cyrus responds with a slight scowl then a shrug as he overlooks it all. “If they wanted the world they could have placed a play for it a long time ago. Even I’ve heard of the Demon Emperor of Celestia and I’m older than Arnold.”

  “What does that even mean?”

  “All I’m saying is that the man has been around a long time, and he stopped expanding his empire by conquest a long time ago.”

  “Yes buts only because his wives, sons and daughters rule every other kingdom or queendom in Atrium.” I point out with a little smile of my own.

  He snorts in response, “I knew you weren’t taking this conversation as seriously you made it seem. I’m glad I finally decided to let you get your clutches into me you.” He says pulling my still naked body towards him firmly.

  “Oh, and why is that?” I ask even as his attention seems to be at eating my neck passionately and roaming my naked flesh with his hands.

  “It has been a long time… since I’ve had a lover… I could talk to even after the intimate part.”

  “Mhmmm… are your woman usually that boring?”

  “No, its just that my voice is very dangerous to most women that let me into their aura.” He says using his voice as a whip against my psyche.

  I shiver in response even as his fingers enter my warm folds with experienced precision. I’m already flooding his hand that seems to be changing shape slowly becoming a small fist that he pumps within my canal.

  *

  We are lying on the sofas after another round of insane sex and the man has nearly managed to tire me out, to say I’m impressed would be an understatement. I walk to the basin and wash my face with the scented water. I look up at the pleased look Cyrus is giving me as I saunter around naked.

  “What are smiling about?” I ask as I splash him, using some telekinesis to ensure the water reaches him which spatters and sizzle against a dark mana shield.

  “You’re stronger than you let on aren’t you?” He says like he’s discovered a secret.

  “What makes you say that?”

  “You seem to not be negatively affected by my voice even now, its very unlikely with one your age unless they have great power or a really rare trick. I think you have power because I know your age.”

  “It could be a trick, I’ve learnt a fair number of those from a few people al
ong the years few though those years may be to you.”

  “No, you have tricks but you don’t really use them often, they are your aces. This is just you being you, completely none affect and impervious.”

  “Well I wouldn’t called it none ‘affected’, your interesting voice does do a lot to me you can trust me on that.” I say and we grin at each other.

  “How did you gain such a unique ability of speaking so ‘viciously’?”

  He looks away a moment looking out at the morning sky before looking at the ceiling then facing me again.

  “Tell me, have you ever dealt with a daemon?” He asks whimsically.

  “I have actually, interesting creatures with very unique racial traits and manipulation of magic. Usually very violent, deceptive, lustful, destructive or greedy amongst other things. Have very powerful spirit affinity and generally also immortal with their world said to the most beautiful in all of creation.”

  “Yes those buggers, do you know anything about their languages?”

  “No, although when they speak in devil-tongue you should usually run far away I’ve been told.” I say thinking of the only daemon friend I’ve ever made.

  “Yes good advice that. I tried to learn one of their devil-tongue languages, there are several of them and I focused on Durukti, a language that births fear and death and is the daughter of anger and violence.

  “A very powerful language to have in your repertoire, especially since its mostly spoken using spirit and mind, with only a twing of mana with every curse.”

  “How do you even learn a devil-tongue, I know daemons are some of the few living creatures that can be summoned but it can’t be cost effective to summon a daemon for language lessons.”

  “I learnt from the Underworld Brahmin, a humanoid species of dark affinity creatures from Daarkan itself in the Dark-side. They are experts of demonology and there are ways of even forging daemons into weapons there. I will take you one day.”

  “Sound like a fun place to spend a few years yes, though I don’t want to come back sounding like you.”

  He grins at me before getting up lightly like a prowling cat before disappearing in shadows and reappearing behind me. I dodge him and float away and thus begins a game of naked cat and mouse.

  Chapter 87

  Sachihiro

  I walk into the unassuming residence of the elven looking fae man assessing everything around myself with my dimensional awareness. Vevina is an amazing woman and very able and powerful, but she can also be overbearing and patronizing to the extent that I was already thinking of ending our teacher student relationship. Though I’m hoping that doesn’t affect our personal relationship.

  I walk behind the young man leading me through the residence without a word before I come out at the back of the house were a display of swordsmanship is taking place. Two humans seem to be facing off and sparing with naked steel as my soon to be teacher watches on with arms crossed.

  They move almost like fae do with speed and precision that preserves energy only using the minimum amounts of movements necessary. The fae are very skilled with the sword with their inhuman agility and resilient bodies. Their senses are also all dialed up to vampire levels of sensitivity then there is the natural psionic level intelligence and uncanny perception. The two opponents have clearly been trained by the same person and that person is clearly fae I can tell at a glance by how they move, their style and the equality with which they are matched.

  They both feel like they are Awakened but the fact that I can’t exactly pin down how powerful they are means they are either a tier or more ahead of me or they have a concealing skill. I stand next to my would be teacher and watch the match unfold with as much concentration as I can muster.

  The night is dark and there is no moon out tonight but I’m guessing that’s part of the training since the combatants don’t seem to be bothered by a lack of sight in the least. My 4 dimensional awareness is also a meld of battle sense so I follow the fight relatively easily enough even at the speeds at which they move.

  I remember a time watching Asriel and a fae warrior duke it out and they seemed to disappear all together at times even when I kept all my attention on them. How things have changed since those days, how my opinion of true power has morphed to heights that scare me to truly think about.

  The match ends with the male stabbing one of his two short swords through the female’s torso before ripping it out with a gush of blood and guts. The female is left on one knee holding her side and panting even as one of the other servants that was spectating rushes forward with a vial and a bandage in hand.

  “Htbdjdjejdn bdjejdbdj, ehhdjdbdjd.” Sergei speaks in the fae tongue to his students before turning to face me.

  Our eyes meet and as much as the man evaluates me I evaluate him. He stands a head taller than I do at probably exactly 2m, he has the broad human shoulders that can withstand heavy armour with ease and comfort but also the narrow elven waist that can twist in any direction without warning.

  His eyes are very dark and he looks to have mileage on his face though he maintains the ethereal beauty all fae and Awakened seem to possess to some degree. The age and hardship visible on his visage seems to add an air of maturity and wisdom that is rare in the Awakened that look perpetually young without the feeling of age to back them up.

  He is muscular, his forearms are bare and rippling as he keeps moving his hands in what seems like a nervous twitch. I feel something like a warm breeze wash over me and that’s the only indication I have of being examined in any way. And that I only felt because he also used a soul sense skill and I’m learning that anyone with a soul weapon is generally more sensitive to soul abilities than the average person.

  “I’ve been asked to recruit you into the Conclave of Shadows.” He says in Common without preamble.

  I’m surprised and so my eye-brow goes up in silent question as I work that statement out in my head. Firstly it implies he is a member of the Conclave in question, secondly he reports to someone or receives instruction from someone even if they come in the form of requests. Thirdly, they want me in Shadow and with my training and background I expected Spiritus or Proelium.

  “How can I confirm this to be true?” I ask still maintaining eye contact.

  I feel a presence walk towards me seemingly from out of nowhere as she slowly becomes visible to my senses as she gets closer. Her appearances surprises me further but I’m glad I found out outside of combat that my awareness isn’t all powerful. It was stupid of me to even become complacent and forget that there is always someone stronger, more talented, that has worked harder than me just around the corner.

  “Hopefully my presence and this letter will reassure you of Sergei’s allegiance to the Conclave.” The woman says as she walks up to me and hands me the letter.

  “You are Hara, the head diplomat of the Conclave to the tribes.” I say recognising her and acknowledging her as a member of Conclave Sovereign, the conclave that deals with all diplomacy and foreign affairs.

  Those in charge of slowly introducing the conclave to the world piecemeal and seeping Conclave influence in other kingdoms very carefully. I open the letter, slightly confused but also excited.

  I had thought myself excluded from the deeper workings of the Conclave when no one recruited me into any particular organisation. The Proelium guys know me and the Spiritus guys know me as well so it was clear that I was unsuitable for whatever it is their true cause is outside of amassing power and trying to create a utopia. At least that was my thought when no one approached me even when I made my intentions clear of leaving.

  “Why shadow?” I ask completely confused, I know they have a headquarters at the Den and a few people work there. But besides that they are a mystery rumoured to be filled with assassins and spies.

  “Wait, you want me to be a spy?” I ask incredulous.

  Hara smiles at me pleasantly and I notice the two combatants also coming over after seeing to the others injury. “What
I am about to tell you is not information to be diceminated outside of the Conclave.” She says as we are joined by the two young attractive looking people.

  “I will give you information you will swear to keep to yourself regardless of whether or not you join the Conclave. You will be given 100 hours to make your discission after this meeting and you may refuse missions you deem inappropriate or against your code but you may not work against the conclave or undermine our efforts, is all that understood?” I nod at the woman before me.

  “Good. This is Anastasia and Pherastasia, they are twins from Tiba that were birthed by a high priestess of the Brothel, do you know what that implies?”

  “No.” I answer but I already know from their vibrational frequencies that they are strong, and they don’t have some of the weaknesses that humans are supposed to have.

  The difference in vibrational frequencies between solid objects is miniscule but makes the world of difference in their density, hardness or other physical properties. The differences between these two are smaller still, as if they were the same person almost.

  “You will eventually, but back to important things. What do you know of the seals placed on the seven world’s?”

  *

  There are five main parts to the physical realms created by the gods and the Universe. The planes, the Upper planets, the Stable planets, and the Rock planets amongst other parts of the physical universe itself that we call outer space.

  The planes are the things that are beyond planetary habitation that are inhibited by the most powerful or pure physical things in the physical universe. They are broad and wide and seemingly endless and cannot be easily reached from the planets or even other planes.

  The planes are all unique and home to beings such as elementals inhabiting the elements planes; celestials, sentinals, angels and other beings inhibiting the celestial planes; and other planes like Eden or purgatory that are creations of the Universe and the lower gods, meaning the seven and their most powerful children.