Ingame: Virtual reality enabled

by Kieron Uchee

  His face was that of a beast with fangs jutting down from the top of his mouth and a split tongue that darted in and out. His eyes looked like a snakes and he stared at me unblinking. He had become one ugly motherfucker. With a growl he attacked, moving even faster than before. I dived to one side and tried to spin out of his reach but he caught me with one arm and then quickly wrapped both arms around me. He then shifted both hands around my neck and began to choke the life out of me.

  Fortunately, my feet were firmly planted on the ground and I managed to thrust both hands up between his arms while spinning around. This managed to break the choke hold, but the razor sharp talons tore my throat leaving deep gashes. As I continued to spin I threw out a kick that managed to land right on Raphael's scrotum and Demonic form or not, no male can withstand a strong kick to the scrotum. As I jumped back I saw his life bar drop once again, and heard the Ding and saw Critical hit flash on my interface.

  He was now down to 46 percent life while I was at 77 percent. The problem was Judo was not going to be effective against his Demonic form. I blinked the sweat out of my eyes, we had been fighting for several minutes now and the energy expenditure was huge, I would guess that I had burnt off several thousand calories so far and the fight was far from over. As I looked at Raphael stumbling to his feet I cast Shadows upon myself and then hunkered down. We were fighting in the sand and I knew I would leave footprints if I moved; my hope was that Raphael would not assume that I would remain motionless.

  The Prince jumped back once he lifted his head up and saw that I had disappeared and then began to look rapidly all around. I was grateful he had been focused on getting up and not on me or Shadows would not have worked. I began to prepare myself for an attack as he slowly ambled closer, I knew with the 100 percent critical rate while in Shadows I would have only one chance at this.

  Once he was within range with his back to me I activated the baseline player attack and jumped onto his back wrapping my legs around his waist as we went down. I put my right arm around his neck and my left arm went under his arm and then I grasped my left wrist with my right arm. As I began to squeeze his neck with all my strength I felt his throat being crushed. Raphael's wings were buffeting wildly about but I was in between them with my legs under them and was not receiving any damage.

  After holding the attack for several minutes I became aware that my interface had announced multiple Critical hits and that there was two new windows which had opened. Seeing all this I was still not willing to let the Prince go, I would not assume he was actually dead until I had ripped his head off. Swiftly getting to me feet I shifted my grip and exerting all my power and strength I twisted and pulled, finally detaching Raphael's head from his body. Looking at the first window it announced,

  Realm first

  A Human has defeated a Prince of Hell

  By the Laws of Hell Tor keeps all that he has killed

  All Hail Tor the new Prince of Hell and ruler of this dominion

  The second window opened and displayed a series of XP points and levels and attributes only to have several error messages displayed along the bottom. Glancing over at my level it still showed me at level one with the whole thing grayed out. Suddenly Ama was beside me giving me a kiss and the crowd was chanting, Tor, Tor, Tor. The majordomo appeared in the centre of the arena and announced in a magically loud voice, “All of you bend your knee to the new Prince.”

  There was a sudden burning in my right cheek and then Ama spoke, “Tor you have received the mark of a Prince of Hell and then she suddenly bent her knee towards me also. Pulling her up I gave her a kiss and asked, “What is this mark?” Ama lifted her hand and stroked my cheek and then whispered, “it is the same as a tattoo, and it will be with you forever, it announces to all who can recognize it that you are a Prince of Hell.”

  Chapter thirty nine: Going home

  Let be honest here, Hell is Hell notwithstanding the pretty gardens or the amazing palace. It was enough to make a person pull all hair from the head and declare themselves to be a chrome dome. The Paperwork, it just did not have an end. Yes, I had defeated Raphael and ripped his head off his body; yes everyone had bowed the knee to me and sworn an oath. Yes, I now had a tattoo on my cheek that warned everyone who could read Demonic that I am a bad ass Prince of Hell.

  The only problem was apparently the paperwork needed to bring about the changes and the fact that Raphael had been a dickhead micro manager. Unless he was in charge of everything, nothing happened. “Stop, “I finally tell the Majordomo. “Get Sebastian in here, I need him right away.”

  I took the time as I waited to do some meditation to calm my nerves, I did not mind doing paperwork but this was the second day of doing it non-stop for ten hours a day. Once the door opened and Sebastian entered the office I jumped up and asked him, “Is your friend here, the comptroller? If he is I want him in this office now.” Sebastian looked at me and nodded, then said, “I see you have found out what your personal Hell is like. I will go get Tristan, be back in a few.”

  I continued to meditate as I waited; it was relaxing and helped me to refocus on my goals. After several minutes, Sebastian and Tristan were back along with the majordomo. Once the introductions were made I asked Tristan what he did here. After listening for several minutes I politely stopped him. Looking at all three of the demons before me I began to speak. “Tristan, your job is to run this dominion, I know Raphael did not let you do so as he was a dickhead and had to put his nose into everything. Things are now changed. You will be running everything, and I mean everything except for the palace and the gardens.”

  “That is your job Majordomo, and I trust you will do it to my exacting desires. In fact, if either of you two has problems I want to hear them now.” The Majordomo began to speak and then suddenly fell silent. “All right then,” I spoke with authority, “ We are done with paperwork, anything further will be directed to Tristan, who will have the authority to reach me if needed, and it must be a real need. Am I clear?”

  Watching the two demons nod I turned to Sebastian and told him to lead me to the pillars with the round balls displayed on top. Once we arrived at the gardens I observed the rows of pillars and orbs, all of which were carved from the Dark Iron. I spoke telling the Majordomo that I wanted each pillar numbered starting at one and then going to twenty. I then walked over to the first pillar and cast my T-Loci spell. I had narrowed it down to be about two inches smaller than the diameter of the sphere and then cast it centered within the sphere I was focused on. In about one second a smaller sphere dropped to the ground next to me, it was perfect in every way. The outer aspect looked like it was heated to the melting point and then cooled and polished.

  I began to walk down the pathway casting the spell and having a servant pick up the balls that materialized beside me. Once I had reached twenty I stopped. I told the majordomo to set the balls up in a cannonball pyramid on a stand near my desk. Both Tristan and the Majordomo were looking at me and clearly wondering what the hell was happening. I nodded at them and then spoke, “this pathway is now off limits, forever except to me and my party. Are we clear on this?” Both of them nodded, I knew they were curious but I did not want anyone else to know what was happening.

  It was now getting late and I could tell that Tristan and Sebastian wanted to spend some time together. I announced that we would all meet in the dining hall for a meal then the evening was free. Once back inside I went to my chambers and saw Ama, she was combing her hair and humming a soft song. She looked lovely and I quickly went over and gave her a kiss on the neck. Standing and spinning around she began to kiss me as she lowered her robe off her shoulders.

  The robe dropped to the ground exposing her breasts with the nipples colored a bright pink and hard and little goose bumps covering her breasts. I let my head drift down and grasped a nipple between my teeth I gently bit, causing Ama to shiver. I slowly licked my way across her breasts to her other nipple and gently sucked on it for a few minutes. Dropping my ha
nd down to her flat belly my fingers slowly stroked through her bush and then gently began to rub.

  Ama moaned in pleasure and then whispered, “I want you inside me,” and then moaned again. I slowly let mouth wander down to her belly, kissing and licking her till I reached the top of her thighs. As she clutched the back of my head I leaned into her and let my tongue wiggle forth. It was clearly longer than a normal humans tongue and judging by the shudders and moans’ coming from Ama it was being enjoyed to the fullest.

  I had read somewhere that after a war or an act of terrorism or a near death experience of any kind that people would procreate like they might not have another chance. Having just survived a duel to the death I could say that it was absolutely true, any time not spent on paperwork had been spent with Ama indulging in as much sex as the two of us could have. This turned out to be a lot.

  Hearing her begin to scream before she bit her lips and feeling her thighs tighten around my head as her belly began to shake as she climaxed was a real turn on for me. I am not sure why but making a girl receive pleasure had become as important to me as being pleasured myself. I slowly stood up and then kissed Ama who returned it with passion. Suddenly she went to her knees and pulling down my pants she began to lick my semi hard shaft. I quickly became rock hard as she took me in her mouth, sucking me back all the way down.

  It did not take long and I climaxed, ramming my load down Ama’s throat, and watching as she swallowed it all. It is tough being a Prince of Hell I thought with wry amusement as both Ama and I clutched each other. “Time to clean up,” I spoke in a whisper and then led her to the washroom and started the tub.

  We were several minutes late, arriving at the dining hall to find that the others were all drifting in also. I smiled at everyone having a good idea what they were doing. As we all seated ourselves I noted the Sebastian and Tristan were still absent, not unexpectedly. I stood up and then announced to my friends, “Folks, it has been amazing being here, and thanks to your encouragement I have managed to fulfill my goals and accomplish what I needed to do. Now however my duty calls me to leave this place of wonders and to continue onward to Topland.

  I know that it has been a long time since you have been home, and I do not want to stop you from staying for awhile. I am offering you as the new Prince to stay in my realm find your families and return to your homes, and when you are ready then join me. What do you say, will you stay or will you leave with me tomorrow and advance upwards to Topland?”

  I sat down and began to enjoy the meal that was before us. I wanted my friends to come with me but I wanted them to have a life also. After several minutes Raik stood up and began to speak, I think I am speaking for all of us when I say this, we are with you and we will be traveling with you. Tomorrow we will all be at Topland with you.” I stood and looking at the group of people I nodded and thanked them. Morning comes early and I was sure not too many of us would be sleeping for a while tonight. It was time to end the meal.

  When I awoke I left the room and walked down the hallway to where the balcony was situated. Walking out I admired the gardens spread out all around the palace. It was an amazing sight, reminding me of a place called Butchart gardens. I had seen so many places that were amazing Ingame, all with a unique beauty. As I thought about the piles of garbage and debris that were everywhere in the real world, I finally acknowledged the fact that I did not want to go back and live in that shitty place.

  I would have to talk to the Old Bastards, and see if something could be arranged, I suspected that they were the people who had financed this game world, and that they had actual control over who would be in here and who would not. The summer camps and the Donators were a necessary evil if the government realized that the rich and the powerful were all heading Ingame they would shut this world down.

  Suddenly I smelled something so out of place that is took me by surprise, the sweet smelling flowers and herbs were being supplanted by something, something that smelled bad. Something that smelled like, oh crap, glancing down the balcony there it sat on the railing looking at me with a pissed off expression on its face. It was the Kritiq and once I smelled it, it began to smell worse than ever. Fuck me, I have to deal with this right now, I thought. I slowly began to walk towards the Kritiq until it stood up. I stopped and then silently observed the Kritiq.

  We looked at each other and then I spoke, “So you are going to be following me from realm to realm, eh. Well if that is the case turn off the stink, or I will have my servants capture you and keep you here for eternity. You get it.” I was almost snarling, something about the creature irritated me. The Kritiq looked at me and then the bloody little bastard flipped me the bird. Where the hell had he learned how to do that. There was no doubt that he knew what he was doing.

  With a glare, he suddenly jumped off the balcony and disappeared into the gardens. I could see that this was going to be a long-term problem. Making my way back inside I went down to the dining hall. Sitting down I watched as the servants brought out breakfast. A couple of hours later everyone had joined me and we had broken our fast with some delicious food. As we all gathered together, I gave a few last minute orders and then asked if everyone was ready? Seeing everyone nod I gathered them all in a huddle and holding Ama’s hand cast the T-Loci spell. With a golden hue, we ported out of hell.

  Looking around, I sniffed the hair and looked up at the two moons chasing each other in the night sky. We were at Topland, in the abandoned park. Suddenly I heard “Poppa,” in my head, and I knew I was home.

  Chapter forty: Innkeeper

  Home at last, if felt good to be back to Topland. Gluzzie and Raik were strolling along the pathways with Ama’s sisters and Sebastian was looking at the two moons overhead with an awed expression on his face. Ama had strolled over to the little brook and was sitting on a little bench. Suddenly there was a blur and a Dragon dropped to the ground then jumped up at me. In midair, Twink changed from Dragon form to that of a ten-year-old girl. Running to me she jumped up and wrapped her arms around me and began to cry softly, “Poppa oh Poppa.”

  I hugged her back and then whispered, “I am here Twink, and it’s alright.” As I looked up I saw that the others had all returned and were staring at Twink and me. Holding Twinks hand I introduced everyone to Twink, she was staring with wide eyes at my friends. I gently spoke to her, “Twink these are people who will be part of our family now. So please be nice to them.

  At this point, I noticed that all the ladies in the group had a soft look on their faces and then they all came over and hugged Twink. Ama, in particular, gave her a kiss on the forehead and whispered something in her ear. After a few minutes of everyone chatting to Twink, I called to order the group.

  “Twink,” I began, “How are things at the Inn? Have you noticed any strange people hiding around, or trying to spy on anyone at the Inn?” I looked at Twink who was holding Ama’s hand and half listening to me and half showing Ama something in the Creek. No Papa, only your friend Archon, who has been coming to the Inn every day to see if you have come home.”

  “Thanks, Twink, your one great little Dragon gal, and I sure missed you.” Turning to look at everyone I spoke, “It’s time to go to the Inn folks, I have a few questions for Reona, and then I need to get some information. Raik I would like you and Taiqana out front on point watching for anything. I was attacked once and I won’t let that happen again. Ama and Twink your stay with me, Twink you are going to be my eyes in the skies. Clea and Brae I need you to follow us about 3 meters distance. Sebastian, I need you to stay far back and keep an eye on anyone who looks like they are keeping an eye on us.”

  Seeing everyone nod I gave Raik instructions on how to get to the Inn from the abandoned park. It was helpful to show him the map and trace out our route. “Just one more thing before we leave the park, if you see anyone stealthy who is trying to follow or leave once they have seen us I want them captured and brought to me. It is late and the city should be empty, so we will not have to worry about
witnesses. Let’s go.”

  As we left I wondered what I would say to Reona, I knew I wanted some questions answered, but on some level I did not want to have a knockdown argument with here. Ama gave me a sideways look and smiled, then said, “Don’t worry about your ex if she gets out of hand I will have a chat with her.” As Ama spoke her eyes flashed red and for a minute I fantasized about these two powerful women stripping down to their underwear and having a knockdown fight. I could charge admission for that I thought, but then shoved the greedy inner self down and squeezed Ama’s hand.

  We made it back to the Inn without attracting undue attention and entered the building. As we all sat down at a couple of tables near the kitchen Reona stepped through the door. Once she saw me she gave me a big smile and said, “Tor, I am so glad you are back.” Then she stopped and looked at me closer. Finally, she looked at my friends and then sighed, “I guess this gig is up, I want you to know Tor that it was not all acting, I really do like you, and I adore Twink.”

  She then walked up to me and grabbed my face and gave me a long kiss before pulling away. Looking at me she smiled then snapping her fingers she said “I release them all,” and then in a blur of motion, she was gone out the door.

  Suddenly out of the kitchen stumbled Mathias the Innkeeper. He looked around with a bewildered expression on his face. Seeing me he rushed over and grabbing my hand he asked “Master Tor, why am I hear, how did I get here? I remember working at my Inn in the village of Brookshire. Then this beautiful redheaded woman talked to me. She told me to follow her and then told my serving girls the same.”