Day in the Life: Herald of the Change

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Li Ming
United Erinun States,
Northern Territories
Two Years After The Opening of Node Gate Jia

A great swath of red coniferous forest stood out amongst the snowy landscape. Along its southern perimeters, humans and Aos Si busied themselves. Men and women in arctic military attire patrolled the outskirts of these woods, placing down sensors and dispatching drones inward. Aircraft and drones flew overhead, but never dared to cross the perimeter itself.

A human officer angrily stepped up to a rotorcraft as it landed in a snow laden camp. He barked at the figure stepping out. “Ms. Yvresse, you are to turn back immediately. I am not risking lives for a civilian who has no stars-damned military training! Not in this abyss that we are staring down!”

“Good, I prefer that lives aren’t risked on my behalf.” As the blades spun down on her ‘copter, the body suited figure in front of the man cast her long, red hair back before donning her helmet. The prototype headgear picked up the crimson strands and automatically tucked it away, an innovation picked up from the Daqinren and adopted into the latest testbed. “This is something far outside of your expertise, and well within mine, after all.” Even behind the tinted visor of her helmet, he could somehow Feel the green glow of her eyes on him. See the faint light. Even though his eyes knew there wasn’t any radiance coming from her. “Tell me, how many people have been ‘Changed’ by the ‘Zone’ so far?”

“Anywhere between zero, and the entire population of the Li Ming system.” The officer held his ground, unamused by the Aos Si businesswoman's claims. “As soon as we picked up this anomaly from space, we established a no-fly zone in cooperation with the Erinuns. No one has ventured into the zone. However, if Dr. Caxia’s report is to be believed, we are all already infected with Catonite long before this Null Zone popped up on our sensors.”

“You mean, nobody as far as you’re aware.” He could feel the human-lookalike smiling behind her visor, smug and amused at him. The Aos’Si could be insufferable, and Amisra was a prime example of that. “There are wonders in that Zone, but also horrors,” she pointed out to the officer. “Sooner or later, someone will have to go in. Be it to ‘harvest’ the miraculous treasures, or to find something else. I am of the latter.” Leaning in, she almost whispered, her voice soft, “If we are fortunate, we may find a facility. One meant to make it still.”

“Well, if we do find something, we are going to take it slow, and we are not going to risk lives unless we have no other choice. And we are certainly going to prevent the rogue adventuring type to waltz right in and become a walking liability, like you, Ms. Yvresse. So please, for everyone’s sanity, walk right back onto that rotorcraft, go and rest comfortably in Yunwang, and wait patiently until we get some results here.” He didn’t move a single centimeter with the Aos Si’s invasion of his personal space, blocking her path like a statue.

“”And you are standing between my people and their heritage,” Amisra’s voice went cold. Behind that faceless visor, he could feel her two sharp, cold emeralds drilling into him. Everyone knew what was happening to the Aos’Si. Though the threat of xenocide was gone for now, their culture continued to erode with the ever-constant presence of humans. And worse was their technology. It was a pale imitation of what the Aos’Si once had, and it was humiliating to resort to using the very things that had destroyed them.

The officer went quiet. Another officer walked up, and they talked in hushed tones between each other. Amisra could pick out several laws that enforced certain obligations towards the Aos Si. Finally, the officer growled with annoyance.

“Fine. Seems like higher powers are on your side, Ms. Yvresse. We are sending three men with you for your protection. But do not say we did not warn you. Your people have been out of touch with your magic, technology, for millennia. I doubt what we are seeing are what your people dealt with before.”

“And I thought we both agreed you weren’t going to be risking any lives for a civilian?” Amisra asked, that smug, knowing smile creeping back into her voice. Walking past him, duffel bag in hand, the redheaded Aos’Si began to make her way towards the edge of the base. The officer and his procedures and protocols and norms were muted or dull in her mind. Instead, it was that electric spice in the wind. A sea of unseen, potential change flowing out like waves of an ocean. Amisra felt drawn to it like a moth.

As the Aos Si headed towards the forest, three rangers in winter camouflage followed her, with their large backpacks and drone companions. They stopped in front of the forest, peering in with apprehension. One of them seethed, a slight headache setting in. “Are you sure about this, Ms. Yvresse? We have been losing drones to this zone. Satellite sensors can’t pierce it either. We are going in completely blind.”

“I am sure, but are you?” she asked the man. Once she had reached the edge of the base and the no-man’s-land, the clearing of cut trees and sightlines established as part of the perimeter, the Aos’Si sprinted. She knew full well the men would follow, and be less than happy. But by the time they arrived, Amisra had already donned her tactical vest and readied her rifle. “I am risking life and limb for my people, but are you willing to do the same for ‘some civilian’ your superior instructed you to guard?” she asked, smiling behind her visor. Leaping inhumanly high, she deftly landed on one of the tree branches above. With one last look, Amisra departed into the forest depths.

“他妈的!” Is all the Aos Si could hear from the humans before the forest blocked her from them. As she ventured deeper inward, following the allure of the Catonite currents, her heart beated nostalgically. Even though she never witnessed the Aos Si at its height, she could feel it: the Aos Si Reach, stretching proudly across the stars, claiming every square centimeter of land underneath its foot. Her body would’ve moved on its alone, drunk on the promise of reclaimed birthright. By the time she turned back to look, she found herself completely lost, her centuries of ranger instincts completely failing her. It seemed the forest conspired to confuse her: the tree patterns were now unrecognizable, and her own footprints were washed away. Still, the currents pulled her forward.

Of course, she knew better than to continue immediately. This was something her family line had been waiting for, for generations.

Reaching into her utility belt, Amisra pulled out a polymer scroll from a metal tube. Though very human in design, Chinese specifically, the script that was written onto the paperlike textured surface was purely Aos’Si in origin. Focusing on her heart of hearts, Amisra recited the text and slowly exhaled. A breath of change left her like a wisp, but touched the old language, faintly lighting them as the two were bound together as firmly and ethereally as fate. Meaning, intent and desire was given structure, given form with words, and now, the force of change itself was made to act, guided by the letter. Her written letter, its ink laced with what the humans called ‘Catonite’. The Zone would not twist and change her like it would wild beasts or humans.

But she was still lost.

Putting away the scroll again, tied to it with her mana and the magic it made, she knelt down and closed her eyes. Reaching inwards again, Amisra made to grasp a magic much more primitive yet powerful in its own way. She thought of ancient buildings, long forgotten. A place with purpose. A place that communed with the ebb and flow of mana itself. Her heart reached out to the thick, flowing sea of change flowing all around her, still inwardly repeating the thoughts, her goals, her wants like a mantra. For what felt like an eternity, Amisra sat there, heart tugging at the currents as they came and went. Like a spider checking its threads, the Aos’Si woman glimpsed, peeked and peeped at where they all lead, the images coming to her mind.

“There!” she suddenly opened her eyes. The thread was found, and the path was clear.

 

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“Here.” A growling, beastial voice of native Aos Si Goedwish sounded behind her, stinging her mind like pin pricks. Behind her hobbled up a canine-analog form, larger, mutated compared to the native wildlife. Its muscles pulsing with dull, purple glowing veins, climbing up its form like invasive vines. At its head, a second pair of eyes were forced open, dripping with blood, torn open by the same veins. Its fur looked completely disheveled, covered in dirt and snow and its own blood, the result of a struggle. The beast continuously fell forward, gripping the snow with its dark grey claws, before it pushed itself back up again.

“The Aos Si lineage has grown weak and careless in Our absence.” It snarled at the same time as sending growling messages into Amisra’s mind. “Little girl, you made your presence all too well known in these woods.” It scolded her. “Are you so desperate to reclaim what your pathetic species thinks is yours, or have you forgotten to respect Our lordship?” The beast scratched at the snow again, before raising a claw up at Amisra. “Though, I suppose it is in a mortal’s nature to try and forget its worst nightmares.”

“Oh?” a corner of her lips curled up into a bitter smile. “No manners? You’re such a beast, not even introducing yourself,” she replied, her voice mildly amused. The redheaded Aos’Si knew she could bring the weapon to bear with inhuman speed, but she also she knew that despite her prowess, it had still come this close. It was only fitting, given the nature of the beast. “I can only guess at what you want with this lone woman,” she wryly remarked.

“Pleasantries are not required for low born mortals. I am here to send a message: We, are still here, and you do best to return to your caves, and hide.” The beast growled along with the telepathic message, then charged directly towards her at incredible velocity, claws bared.

Flashes of fire lit the scene as Amisra immediately began to fire, the big bore rifle bucking against her as it slung thumb-sized, armor-piercing explosives at the creature.

The gyrojets, originally designed to take down Daqinren supersoldiers, performed as manufactured, piercing through the beast’s thick skin, burying into its internal organs, then exploding in a brilliant mess of blood and gore that tainted the snow covered forest floor.

Amisra didn’t have anytime to celebrate her kill, however, as she felt a hard bash against her skull from behind her. She would’ve suffered a concussion without her helmet. Her body was sent flying against the ground like a ragdoll. Within the few seconds she took to regain her bearings, she was laying up against a tree trunk, with a large figure kicking her rifle to the side, out of her reach.

“Stupid little Aos Si girl, you should not have ventured into this dark forest alone. That was your first, and last mistake.” Another corrupted beast spoke to her telepathically, before it pressed a paw onto her left shoulder, pinning her in place with its weight. It bared its teeth terribly close to her face. Steam condensed out of its breaths, fogging up against her visor, then quickly dissipating thanks to its coating. Still, her suit did little to prevent her privacy being threatened.

With its free forepaw, the beast grabbed onto the bothersome ballistic vest, violently tearing it off and threw it to the side, causing Amisra’s back and sides to ache under the sudden force. With its grinning mouth drooling, saliva dripped onto her prototype suit which didn’t hide her curves. It clawed it hungrily, tracing along the flexible armor panels, searching for the path of least resistance to cut it open.

“Gah!” The force of her ammo carrier shorn away drove the air out of her chest. Amisra winced from the human-rib-breaking attack, but even behind her visor, she held her smirk. She knew the type, all too well. “Someone. Didn’t teach you how to treat a lady,” the crimson haired Aos’Si remarked, her breath slightly raspy. She didn’t dare speak words of power, not with it so close! Amisra readied her practiced thoughts. With a single blink, the water in the creature’s saliva split into its base gases, and she gave it a spark. Amisra bolted as though the explosion were a starting gun, racing, grasping for her rifle!

She didn’t get far. She was centimeters from her rifle before she was roughly pushed into the snow, one paw firmly on the back of her neck, crushing down on her windpipe, forcing what little air she had left in her. The other paw threw the bothersome machine away for good out into the woods. With her blearly vision, she could see that the explosion damaged the beast’s lower eyes, a goopy, bloody mess that rapidly healed, tissue bubbling, ambient energy pulled from the surrounding atmosphere, pulling atoms and molecules and tissue screaming and kicking back to a forced cohesive chorus of biological order.

“Well, that’s enough of that.” The voice in her head calmly stated, while the beast pierced into Amisra’s suit at her tail bone, clawing underneath the flexible plate that protected it, then ripped it off completely, revealing soft skin and her panties to the wintery air around them. With her crotch exposed to the elements, the beast snarled hungrily, shredding the clothing first, then wrapped along her cleft.

“You should be honored, Aos Si, that I designed this beast just for you.” It remarked, a claw retracting, transforming its finger into a softer instrument that it used to push into Amisra’s womanhood. The beast kept its other hand pressing down on her throat to keep her pinned, while its head leaned down, snarling and drooling next to her face, licking at her visor. Beyond the foreign object forced into her privacy, Amisra would feel a mint-like, burning sensation, something else, that was rubbing into her walls.

“Hng!” Amisra winced at the dull, painful pressure of her armor being ripped away. The shock of cold didn’t bother her, but the sudden intrusion into her body made her emerald eyes widen. “At least…you know about foreplay,” she ground her teeth, forcing the air out to get the words together as it gripped her throat. Already, Amisra could feel her body heating up, her womanhood becoming slick as her peaks stiffened. “Are you going to toss…my corpse…out afterwards, or - “ the Aos’Si took in another breath, “Are you. Going to, have me. Make lots of your vile. Pups?” she grinned at it with hate.

“Why not both?” The beast’s grip around Amisra’s throat tightened. After some more fondling, it pulled its finger out of her, slick with her relentless juices. It then straightened upward, lifting the Aos Si woman’s body up along with her body at first dragging along the snow, before her exhausted feet were left dangling in midair. Against Amisra’s struggles, the beast grabbed hold of her helmet, and ripped it straight off, breaking the prototype mechanisms inside along with several strands of her hair along with, and tossed it aside.

The beast pulled Amisra close to its face so it could stare into her defiant, yet increasingly weary emerald eyes. It snarled and drooled and licked, huffing pheromone-filled, wet and warm breaths into her soft and well-pampered face. The beast itself took its time to take in Amisra’s magnificent facial features, leaving trails of saliva where it licked and felt her.

“I will have the beasts give me Aos Si pups that I will turn into my personal servants, then have them march on what remains of your pathetic species, using your raped corpse as a warbanner. Then, you will know terror, and never dare to leave your caves again.” It declared into her mind, as its free hand tore off her breastplate, revealing the red lingerie underneath.

 

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“I see someone is feeling petty today,” Amisra playfully rebuked it in defiance. Despite that however, she could feel the hot, wet, slippery length slap against her face as something insidious in the drool permeated her skin. It tingled like spice, her mind starting to feel prickles as her attention was drawn to its overly masculine form. “Just how long have you been waiting for little me?” Amisra mocked it, even as she realized what was happening to her perception.

“I was never waiting.” The beast replied. It tore off what remained of her underwear, exposing her nipples to the cold winter air, then squeezed her breasts with a mix of hunger and vengeance. “I detected a disturbance in the ether: lowly mortals daring to leave their caves, and acted accordingly. You were the first, but will not be the last.” It continued to fondle her, bouncing her mounds up and down, then gripped onto the plates protecting her abdomen and tore them off as well, leaving her entire chest exposed now. The beast then traced its claw down her chest, leaving a red trail, tracing her navel, stopping at her lips again, then re-entering, fingering her once again, rubbing against her walls maliciously.

“Ngh!” Amisra grit her teeth as the poly-cotton was torn, the force, once again enough to break a human apart. In this moment, she cursed the durability of their wares, their clothing! “They’re not making milk. Yet.” She emphasized that final word. The corner of her eye twitched as it maliciously proceeded to probe and prod with its fingers, but that arrogant smirk was still on her face. “You’re quite the opportunist then,” she passively mocked it, keeping it talking. “I’m surprised you haven’t made to lance me. So patient!”

“This creature seeks pleasure that only your species can provide. For that fact alone, your lowly kind is worth kept inside your caves, and not extinguished entirely. Besides, I have yet to hear you beg.” The beast pushed its finger deep into Amisra’s womb, rubbing its feral skin against her sacred walls, assaulting them with a cocktail of pheromones that bypassed her defenses and seeped into her mind. Without warning, the beast opened its maw, forcing its scaly tongue down Amisra’s throat, forcing her to drink down the slimy saliva. Her nipples were forced to harden further, and she felt bulging pressure in the rest of her breast. Down below, she could feel something warm and round tap against her bare thighs impatiently.

“Ghaaaaahh!” the redhead finally cried out. The pain, and the twisted pleasure its foul secretions forced on her, was too much for her to hold back. As its impatient finger thrust through her cervix, Amisra’s eyes went wide from the shock, desperately clenching down to try and keep it out in vain. Her body shook and quivered as emerald eyes rolled up in her head. But just as quickly as she finally howled to the heavens, she went silent again, Amisra’s body quivering as her jaw began to clench again.

“Surrendering already?” The voice taunted her. The beast cackled in its own pleasure, enjoying Amisra’s relatively small and soft body in its grip. It pulled its finger out of her womanhood, revealing it to be covered with the Aos Si woman’s love juices, unwilling as she was. “Your ancestors were made of sterner stuff, when they first left their caves.” The voice continued. It commanded the beast to smear Amisra’s face with her own ejecta. As further humiliation, the beast gripped Amisra’s throat tighter, forcing her to open her mouth and breath, using the opportunity to shove the finger into the Aos Si’s mouth, forcing her to taste her love juices.

“M - “ The redheaded Aos’Si trembled from having been pierced so deeply, and each time the creature continued its abuse, her large, luscious breasts bounced about. No woman was meant to be run through the cervix, and a human would have passed out from pain. But Amisra’s emerald eyes looked up at the creature as she gathered her words again. “ - m-more, daddy,” she choked up past her throttled throat and stuffed mouth.

“... Pathetic.” The voice noted simply. Amisra was abruptly pushed onto the ground. One beastial hand still gripped her neck. The other grabbed hold of one of her lithe legs and lifted it upwards, forcing her to spread apart. With her womanhood fully exposed, the beast thrusted in, hard. Invading meat quickly filled her vagina, aggressively pressing against her walls. With the invasion came a mix of sensations: hot and cold, pain and ecstasy, all tearing down Amisra’s collapsing mind with every thrust. Her breasts would bulge and harden further. The prideful Aos Si was now a godling’s little whore.

“GaaaaaaaauuAAAaaaaghhhh!” The wet sound of the creature’s long, hot lance driving into Amisra was quickly followed by the redheaded woman’s strangled, drawn out cry. Loud and agonized, it was the sound of a grievous blow being received. Green eyes rolling up, her hands clung onto anything she could blindly find, be it the dirt or the very creature itself. Without a thought, Amisra’s legs twitched, instinctively trying to wrap around the creature as it gave her no room to speak or think, her breath lost to its clutch.

The beast seemed to have grown in size and strength with every thrust, feeding off of Amisra’s emotional outbursts under its domination of her body. It maintained its grip on her leg as it thrusted again and again until Amisra was nearly unconscious from the relentless assault to her body. The air warmed around the two as catonite-induced energy flowed from Amisra to the beast, sapping her of her mental and physical strength, which were in turn used by the beast to rail her senseless. After an eternity of assaulting her womb, the beast let out a howl, and fired a great hot jet of seed into her, which collectively wasted no time finding and pounding her precious egg. Its finishing blast into Amisra’s body sent a shockwave through the redhead. Suddenly spasming from pleasure, back arching, her tongue stuck out as she desperately gasped for air. She felt the monster’s shot lancing into her core, and with a few final throes of ecstasy, Amisra went limp.

“Conquest, the first of many.” The voice declared, as the beast pulled out of Amisra and raised her limp body into the air with one hand. Her feet dangled in the air uselessly, what remained of her suit torn up from the fucking, and her womanhood dripping with her and the beast’s fluid mixed together.

“H-heh.” Despite the faint, nearly reflexive jeer that the impregnated Aos’Si made, she was completely drained of her mana. The creature had taken practically every last drop as it ravished her to the core, and - blood and gore suddenly gushed out of its mouth and from between its legs, counter rotating forces within its body tore the monster apart from groin to head, covering Amisra in bloody gore. Completely ruined from its manhood to its brains, the corpse dropped the woman like a bag of stones.

For a moment, she laid there, green eyes blankly staring up at the dancing stars above, her mouth open in a wordless smile. The theory had always been sound, but it was still the first time she had quietly inserted a spell into something Like This.

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“Mana signatures have been receding for the past hour, sir. No signs of - wait, the drones see someone!” A redheaded figure clad in mangey, tumor riddled fur and an almost lupine skull atop her head slowly made her way out of the forest as it receded into normality. Clutching onto a twisted staff, the head of it gleamed with a great crimson stone. Tilting her trophy hat up, Amisra gave a smug smile at the onlooking drone.

A pair of rangers ran past her, raising their rifles, just in case anything was chasing Amisra out of the woods. Two medics were all over Amisra, taking off the diseased cloak and animal remains, helping her onto a stretcher, and draping her with a sterilized cloak. Much work would be done on the Aos Si to make sure she was completely healthy with no long term complications.

As the medics were busy treating her, the same officer who blocked her way early in the day walked up with two escorting soldiers, with an annoyed look on his face. “Lady Yvresse, would you mind telling me what happened there? Why are you bruised and naked? What is going on with that corpse? Where did you get that heartstone?” Despite his annoyance, he sensed that something terrible happened in those twisted woods, and the Aos Si somehow left relatively unscathed, on the surface, anyways.

Amisra’s emerald gaze shone on the man with a look of utter disbelief, and despite her condition, burst into a fit of laughter.

“I am well aware you call us ‘elves’ behind our backs,” she finally managed to stifle her giggling. “You were a young man once. Surely, you know what happens to a buxom ‘elf’ that wanders into the forest alone?” Amisra sarcastically asked the man. Seeing the shock around her, the redheaded Aos’Si snaked a hand out and plucked a radio unit from one of the soldiers. “Fioda, meet me in the infirmary. I need you to pick up something for me,” she dialed her assistant. “I believe we will be very busy soon.”