Chapter 5: Entertainment
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“I believe that should conclude our battle, Mr. Smoking Mirror.”
“Now I have no doubt, that boy was right when he chose you as his mate.”
Sotho lowers his hammer as every weapon behind him slowly fade away, the battle wasn’t exactly tough but Sotho believe Tezcatlipoca went easy on him. But only one last test before he can truly share the position with his husband as the lord of myth and fantasy, but only one last test is the sphere of Heavenly House and the one waiting for him is the creator, Ahura Mazda – the lord of wisdom. The lord of wisdom appears with a brilliant aura and a gentle expression on his face, his appearance reminds Sotho of Qxerln.
“Your righteous devotion, but I must apologize because of my appearance may remind you of some memories.”
“Those are good memories, but I believe you have a test for me.”
“Everyone has a test for you but I am not going to test you like that, you are worthy of my respect and your courage along with your devotion inspires everyone in my sphere. Your test has already finished the moment you step into my sphere, I want to keep you here so you can rest after your journey.”
Just like how Sotho can feel the sun and the breeze in their house, the Heavenly House is not just a pleasant place but it can simulate the most pleasant memories of its inhabitants. But as the moment the title is bestowed on Sotho, something strange happens to his mind, it almost feels like a spring, he sees so many beautiful sceneries along with countless beautiful dreams. Happiness memories fueled his mind like fireworks in countless nights of celebration, warm his heart and brighten his mind, so this is what his husband protected for so long, for these sceneries exist until the end of time.
“I finally understand now, why you fight so hard to protect them, why you risk everything to protect these lands. Because right now in my mind is a spring.”
And from that moment, another lord of myth is born, taking the title Spring like how his husband took the title Dream, there will be a lot of jobs for them in the future but now, they will take back what belong to them. Ahura was right, he is devoted to his mate and now, because his mate wanted nothing more than to take back what was lost then he will help his mate but right now, in his mind is a spring and he knows he needs a goal of his own. Because from this moment, he is also a lord.
Ahura smiles gently as he bid goodbye to the new lord of myth, but what he worried about is the free will of this lord of myth, he is too depend on his love for his decision and this could be something bad. But maybe Ahura was wrong in past once and maybe his prediction can be wrong again, not wrong, but there is a small chance for another possibility, maybe something different than what he expected, maybe the lord of myth will not be the end of this transformation. But that is not his story and now, Ahura need to witness something else, a miracle of time.
“Don’t ask for more time because you are already late.”
“Please, I just need three more days, I will leave after my son graduation.”
“Well, you can sign another contract for those three days, truly throw away everything you have for those three days.”
“You mean…”
“I will take away your everything even the chance for escape the sea or even your chance to disappear, you will be trapped in the sea for an eternal agony, will you do that for your child?”
This doesn’t benefit Lunbiv but a contract is a contract, a free miracle can only be granted by the Observer and a miracle from Lunbiv will never be free. And not to mention a traitor begging for a favor is something can’t exist, the traitor who was protected by his husband, the traitor who has their children raised by the associate, that is something Lunbiv will allow to never exist. But the child of this man is still a valuable resource to the associate but the influence from this traitor can make that child nothing but a threat to him.
Something evil taking root in his mind, something malicious and ruthless, a method of punishment on this traitor, losing everything is not enough to punish this man. Lunbiv will take away even the very existence of the traitor in front of him from the memory of every encounter in his life and even going as far as remove the record of the traitor from the history.
“Well, let say your existence for three days, I guess that is a fair price but of course, it is your choice to sign the contract or not.”
“But we agreed before…”
“But I didn’t make that contract, and you, you remind me of some memories that I wanted to bury. And now, I want you gone, don’t think I will forget or I won’t recognize who you are even when you erase your name.”
“Love, a letter for you, I think it is from <The Bank>.”
“I did have an exchange with them last month, I think we need to travel sometime maybe to the Alps or your old home.”
“I do miss it sometime but it is alright, now in my mind is spring, I no longer felt the pain of the past. But visit it would be nice.”
“It is decided then, father, can I take a paid vacation?”
“Well, why not, these contracts should not be that troublesome.”
It is somehow humiliating when the first Jbys’s city is the ruin of the glorious dwarven fortress, now there is nothing left in the place he used to call home but a few pieces of cobblestone. But now, Sotho feels something else, he doesn’t feel pain or even a little bit of sadness, but what he is seeing right now is his hometown blooming in flower after the first spring rain. And this is the first time Lunbiv see such miracle and not even Ahura Mazda can expect this but what Lunbiv is seeing is absolutely beautiful. The spring in Sotho’s mind manifest into reality as the light absorbed into a sphere, Sotho smiles gently as he looks at the sphere seeing his brethren and his father waving at him.
Sotho broke the rule and brought someone back from the sea but that is when both of them was wrong, Sotho didn’t break any rule but instead, he guided the spirit from the sea, with the consent of his brethren to suffer a two-hundred years of agony. He finally can finish his two-hundred years plan with his family along his side even when everything is just a part of his dream but now, there is something else he also needs to do.
“Everything is good now, everything is in my head, the spring for my people.”
“That is beautiful, dear.”
“It is, finally I can save them myself, I waited for this for so long but finally, I fulfilled my promise.”
His homeland, his brethren, he can truly feel his home and he can actually visit them now, no longer need to imagine what will happen, no longer need to imagine his family and his friends in his mind. Finally, spring returns once more, but Sotho knows he still have a lot of jobs, even his love doesn’t know but Sotho planned everything, there are still at least four races out there accepted his request and now, he will bring them back.
“The bank is over here, dear.”
The bank is a neutral area with the worker from every race, a lot of humans also work in the bank with some of them are accountants but most of humans in the bank doesn’t know about Lunbiv and his contracts. Lunbiv doesn’t have any interest in the bank since the storage of his house is enough and Lunbiv doesn’t have any desire rather than taking back his father’s bow and the most obvious reason why he is here. Lunbiv wants this week is a wonderful week, for this vacation is a rare occasion after all and dealing with the problem could come up is something Lunbiv doesn’t want to imagine.
“How about we also give you an offer?”
“Tempting but what can you give the man who has everything.”
“We prepared, how about the blade?”
And that is the moment the conversation changed, after all, everything should over when every actor drops their façade. Lunbiv knows the bank must have something but they dare to use this card against him the blade belongs to his grandfather and now it is in the hand of someone else. The humiliation fueled once again, humiliation and anger, he could unleash everything and destroy this bank and make the memories about it vanishes like a dream. But if they want to play this game then it is better to play with his food.
“We are both business men here, what is your term and condition?”
“I won’t hide you any longer, we need more trust from investor and what is the best way to gain trust from three different races clashing again each other?”
“You want us to deposit our wealth in your place so you can gain trust since we are those gained trust nearly every part of the world.”
“Precisely, and we will return the blade to you, sadly, your investment will have to stay with us.”
Bandits change their name to bankers and now they are aiming toward the treasury of the Lunrba family with the blade as the thin spider thread. The only public information about the auction of the Lunrba family is the first and the third, the second auction information is a secret because of the profit from it. The first and the third auction can’t be equal to the second auction but it is a hefty sum, the bankers must have the information of the wealth but Lunbiv has a plan for them.
“Alright, my agents will be here with the money to act as an investment toward your bank.”
The bank or the bandit lair, but why Lunbiv has to care about them, because this time, he thinks about another allies, someone he will never ask but now, the target is in front of his eyes and he is not going to let that become something slips away from his paws. This time, he is going to play the bank out of their twisted greed, taking a phone from his pocket, it’s time to call a myth. Like what they said, the god of trickery is the best for these kinds of jobs or they may say the gods of trickery.
“Hello there, gentlemen, it’s time for me to ask your aid.”
“Finally, I was wondering when are you going to ask us?”
“You have to forgive me, the last time I asked for your help, your work is simply far too effective. But this time, this is real deal.”
“What do you want us to do for you then?”
“Very simple, gentleman. We are going to cause some real mischief.”
Stealing, switching, and every changing along with a playful nature, these are the words used to describe the gods of trickery in every myth. But right now, there is more to enjoy in this week for Lunbiv, they need a lot of helps and now, it’s time to visit their allies. No business on vacation but why not visit the beautiful scenery of his two allies, Lunbiv always like the bear brothers and he meets them almost for a year and today should be the last day of the treatment for the younger brother. The capital of the Orne which called the Saint Snow City, a place created for the ambition of the first emperor to begin his conquest but in the end, this city is quiet like the night before that one day in the past era. The street is wiped clean of filth as a proof from his two agents, they finished their task and now, Lunbiv can travel to this city and performing the blessing on this city.
“The city of snow steel but that is not its only fate, because be joyful for the new lord of myth is here.”
This is why the dwarf is loved by his mate, his hammer touched the white snow of the city, a gentle wave along with a gentle breeze blows through the city reveal the road underneath. Every step, green grass appears under his step and nearby birches are greener than they were, the lord of myth – Spring and the lord of myth – Dream, they are welcomed in this land of ice and snow with the cheer from the people. And waiting for them on the step of the palace are two emperors welcome them as they are their family.
“I see you two are doing well, no longer children but true emperors. Can’t say I am not proud but I think, it’s time to give you that reward, you may not remember but this is Sotho or you can say, the lord of myth – Spring.”
Sotho gives a slight nod and Lunbiv explain the situation, his power and Sotho’s power are different the power of dream is the perseverance but the power of spring is the restoration. Lunbiv thinks it’s worth the try to save the bear from the state of being a ferocious insatiable sexual depraved creature once a month and this can be a good chance to let the world know their name. Sotho with his gentle touch and that is everything the polar bear need, the poison slowly vanish and what remains is the pristine soul of a child. But that is a privilege for the two immortal souls to call everyone else a child, snow still falling and pilling up the ground but there is something else lies deep under the snow, a promise the dwarf made.
“I believe you still keep them well, your Majesty.”
“Of course, please follow me.”
“I will need to take care of something, you can go ahead and do what you need.”
“Don’t worry dear, I also have my own plan.”
“Sorry gentlemen, I am a little bit late to our party.”
A swift cut from one of his blades and the lock becomes nothing but a pile of junk, but that isn’t something Lunbiv needs to care about, because before the heist started, Kamadeva used his arrows to drove the bandits to a state of insatiable lust. They can simply walk in the safe but why not leave some damage, the blade is switched with a useless counterfeit created by the talented Hephaestus the only difference is the fact that this blade is useless for there is no soul reside inside it.
“This is pretty tough my boy, the blade is guarded with some spell, may took a while to completely dispel it.”
“Don’t worry Loki, Kamadeva is having the best time of his life. What about your trap, your Highness in Yellow?”
“No one noticed the bank yet, but it is better to be quick.”
“Never thought I am going to have two nightmarish creations to join in this pesky heist, color me with surprise, not to mention, father and son.”
“We are bored and sometime, it’s fun to indulge sometime. But what is with this appearance? Is this some weird rule you created?”
“The sphere of R'lyeh is a little bit of a… sorry for being rude, a mess and as a perfectionist, I want something a little bit more suitable for my eyes. Who say great old ones and outer gods have to appear as a nightmare, I am the lord of myth – Dreams after all.”
The ward maybe complicated but nothing can there is no trick that can stop Loki from getting what he wants. With just a few spells, the ward become nothing but a bunch of useless rocks and in front of them is the blade and reside within it is the soul of Qxerln’s comrades, the blade once said to have the power to quell even the most ferocious creature. But to the Lunrba, the blade, the bow and the compass are nothing more but symbols of pride, power and dignity of his family but they are the symbols of their owner. And that have only one meaning, the blade belongs to Qxerlnorn and only Lunbiv’s grandfather can carry it.
“One of them is coming.”
“I still need more time to quell the blade, your Majesty in Yellow, can your sigil stop them?”
“Next time, you can just say you need my help. Father, let’s finish this quick.”
Lunbiv does not dare to look at the sigil, for those who have their eyes on the sigil witness nothing but horror beyond their understanding. Even with the procedure of cleansing, the terror can’t be cleansed from his mind. Lunbiv focus all of his power directly toward the blade and in just a few second after open his eye, in front of him is a strange scene. The flower bloom toward the end of the horizon, and in front of Lunbiv is someone he knew from a long time ago. The legendary Cretan Bull but it was his purest form before his mind and his form become the legend and mythology.
“You’re back, like never left.”
“I never abandon anyone, not you, not him, not anyone in our family.”
“So, you still cling to that former glory?”
“Never my dear, it was never former. Glory is everlasting as long as our mind and the mind of those influenced by our feat remember what we did.”
“Tell me and be honest, how did he use me?”
“He never hurt a single soul with you. He always prefers to do everything with his own fist.”
The young white bull looks at him with a smile, and then there is nothing more to say. There was a time when Lunbiv was much taller than the bull but right now they are at the same height, the bull hugs the one who he called a friend in the past and a brother at the present. And Lunbiv do nothing but return that gesture, he felt the warmth from an old friend, the only one in the world who have the power to match his power in the past. The young bull was someone who has the power to attract adoration from anyone see him, with a simple glimpse and that is enough.
“No need to bring me home, I will return to him when the time is just right. But thank you and your friends, now I know we’re not alone.”
“The last time we did this was seven hundred years ago, of course I am shy.”
“Now, there is no need to shy with your own father. And don’t worry about experience, I think we both know about my skill.”
Sotho gazes upon his father, the old great king of the dwarf Abrelar who is also one the pillar of the old world along with his grandfather-in-law. It has been too long since Sotho feel his father touch, and it is always a gentle thing they share, even when the old king is merely a memory. The lord of spring who preserves everything but let them continue their story. His golden eyes gaze upon the beautiful scenery from the window of the castle, the image of his kingdom didn’t change since its destruction and then the gaze shifted back to his father, the ever-loving lord of the mountain.
“Now, let me take care of you, my loving child, you are the most special thing in my entire life and every life after it.”
“And you will always have a special place in my heart along with everyone else. I am the lord of spring father and you will always remain here.”
Everything begin with a simple kiss but that is the kiss Sotho longed for so long, the dwarves never afraid to show their love despite the social view from the human. To dwarves, anyone can be their love, even their own flesh and blood, every bond is honored and will not be shunned. Sotho feel his father’s kiss and he indulge in it, it is just like how he always remembers it, how his father kiss reflect the man on top of him right now, how he loves the humorous and generous man who embrace him every moment in his life.
“You always say I need my own compass, my own direction but father, I don’t want to follow such direction on my own. I want you, I want him and I want everyone to go with me.”
Sotho returns his father’s kiss with the same passion, and when look at each other in the eye once again, there is nothing more but love and adoration toward each other. But there is also something else, something wild and carnal, Sotho and his father slowly disrobe while admiring the body of each other. Being dwarves, both of them have well defined feature that they can admire themselves, their shining golden eye, their body carved like marble statue.
“Let me take care of you. Trust me.”
“I never have any doubt, be rough if you like, we are dwarves, we are built to handle that.”
“Then as you wish. But you know this will be uncomfortable.”
The golden rope was the relic of the king, perfectly replicated in this realm of memories. The rope only loyal to the king and no one else and with a simple command, the rope binds the old prince in the most erotic way that one can think about. The bind is restrictive but it also highlights every attractive detail on the body of the prince, the pectorals, the brawn of his arm, the virile cock hidden behind the white loincloth. His scent is changed, the old musky scent combined with the petrichor scent and spicebush.
“A new scent and something familiar.”
“And now you’re going overboard with foreplay.”
“I got you here tied up like a piece of pork trotter, why not enjoy the tasting. Now will you let your father have a taste of the Lord of Spring?”
“Not Daddy anymore?”
“Beauty in simplicity my dear, beauty in simplicity.”
Abrelar enjoys teasing his son in the most sensual way, edging the poor and helpless tied-up dwarf with a few licks on the loincloth. Sotho can’t do anything but moaning out of his desperate situation and Abrelar heard his son’s desperate cry, nothing but can do but a slight smile as he slowly removes the loincloth and tossed it aside and everything is just like how it was in the past. Abrelar grinds his face into his son’s crotch, the petrichor scent is richer than his son’s chest or armpit but Abrelar doesn’t complain, he loves everything about his son and especially that alluring scent. The beard tickling the hard cock caused Sotho to moan again.
But Abrelar is not just a strict emperor or a wonderful father to Sotho, in Sotho’s eyes, Abrelar is a wonderful lover and his father waste no time to take Sotho’s whole cock in his mouth. His throat milk the bound dwarf’s cock, his tongue works with care and his mind only remain with his current task which is deep throat his son’s cock. And Sotho can’t last too long under the care of his skilled lover, as a sigh of relief, Abrelar can taste his son’s seed on his tongue. The slightly salty taste riled him up even more than before, but to hidden to Abrelar, to give his beloved father and lover a gift, Sotho changed the properties of his seed and imbued them with the properties of aphrodisiac.
“How was it, Dad?”
“Do you have to ask? I want more.”
“Then I can give you more, the spring is the season of blooming and I will make you bloom.”
Abrelar commands the rope the release his son while he adjust his position, once again teasing his son in a different way. Abrelar sits on his son’s belly and slowly lean in for a passionate kiss while his right hand works on his son’s nipple and the left hand works on his son’s cock. Sotho can’t do anything but moaning in lust and begging his father to finish what he started and the king happily oblige. Abrelar teasing the head as he slowly lowering himself onto his son’s cock and when Abrelar takes the cock to the base, a feeling of fulfillment washed over him. They look at each other and smile as Sotho gives a nod of approval, Abrelar starts to move and knowing both himself and his son, Abrelar increases the speed and clenches harder than before.
Sotho’s hands reach behind his father and assisting the man as he slowly reaching his limit and with the augmentation on himself, Sotho knows this is far from over. The seed will only rejuvenate his father and driving his father’s lust even further but Sotho has no problem with that, they are dwarves and they were built to last even go as far as having a whole week. With the tightness of his father’s hole, Sotho came as he roars out of pleasure, the seed works like how he expected, rejuvenate the king and allow his father to continue ravaging his cock.
“And you started before we can all be here.”
No one mentioned King Abrelar only have one child and no other family member, around the bed are all five of Sotho’s brothers along with his uncle and cousin. Sotho can’t do anything but no one mentioned this is not what he craves for a trip to visit his home sweet home. Maybe right now, he hopes he can survive and maybe even break his record of a week-long session with his family for time flow different in the world of his own making.