1 The origin of Alrion.

A huge flat land mass floated in the middle of countless multiverses, right in the center of an infinity of swirling masses of light that were the different universes that seemed to gravitate around the island. The place in question was beautiful, with a heavenly climate and a beautiful, bright sky thanks to the light emitted by the nearby universes. There was a gigantic city that took up most of the land, a city that was the most magnificent thing ever seen, with an architecture that seemed to fuse different cultures, it was possible to recognize Mesopotamian, Egyptian, Greek, Roman, Japanese and many other influences. This mixture made the place full of diversity and charm.

Another thing that would catch the eye of anyone lucky enough to witness this place was its inhabitants. All of them were bearers of great beauty, each one, from those who seemed to be of the highest stature to those who were perceived as servants, even those of servile rank were enough to reduce the most attractive among the models of planet Earth. 

All the women had long hair of different colors, delicate skin without a single blemish or wrinkle, their skin colors varied greatly, from the darkest to the palest. Their bodies were all healthy and beautiful, with full breasts, narrow and straight bellies, wide hips, thick thighs accompanied by long legs, delicate feet that seemed to glide across the floor and absolutely beautiful faces. Each of the hundreds of thousands of female inhabitants had all these characteristics.

It was no different for the men, all tall and strong, with bodies made for physical superiority in all areas. With different skin tones, pronounced muscles on all, hair in different shades and cuts, but all very good. Their faces were also beautiful, each of them capable of making mortal men weep with humiliation.

All the inhabitants of the city wore clothes in many different styles, but they all had one thing in common: they left very little to the imagination. The women walked around practically naked, all proudly displaying the beautiful possessions they had been blessed with, regardless of whether they wore wedding rings or were single, their clothes were few and showed practically everything. The men wore more conservative clothes, almost all wearing different types of pants, boots and fine shirts since the weather was quite pleasant and warm, some who seemed to be part of a kind of city guard wore very ornate and eye-catching golden armor.

The metropolis itself would also catch the eye of anyone who ventured there. The different styles of architecture allowed for the construction of magnificent and dazzling buildings, from tall Ziggurats and Pyramids that gleamed due to the marble, Roman public buildings with intricate designs and shapes, beautiful mansions with a Greek design and palaces so beautiful that they could make the most talented of architects have an orgasm. Among all these marvels, there was one that managed to stand out, a monstrously large building that stood right in the middle of the city, with a silver dome that reflected the light of the stars and nearby universes, around the dome there were different magnificent statues, portraying the greatness of beings that could only be considered gods in that civilization. The palace was the most glamorous of all, making it clear that the people who lived there were the most important. 

Inside the golden dome palace:

In an exuberant hall, tastefully decorated and extremely luxurious, stood a tall man watching the city from his balcony, which gave him a full view of the beautiful place. The cool breeze that entered the room made his long hair move, and even though his back was turned, it was possible to see that the man was the bearer of divine beauty. With magnificent silver-gold hair, white skin without a blemish, a body that looked like it had been carved out of marble with pronounced muscles that hid a strength capable of decimating entire universes. His penis was in full view, the man wore no clothes, and even though his member wasn't hard, you could tell that it was enormous in size, and thick to boot. His face was beautiful, with prominent cheekbones, a thin, small nose, plump lips, perfect eyebrows and the most magnificent pair of eyes of all, they were silver and extremely bright. The man was the embodiment of every woman's wet dream.

He was also one of the most important people in the Omniverse and the protagonist of this journey.

– No matter how many times I look, or how much time passes, the sight of this marvelous place never ceases to amaze me. – Alrion said aloud to himself.

It's been thousands of years since he was reborn into his current life, and it could be thousands more and he would still love to simply stop and observe the beauty of his home. Just one of the many advantages he has welcomed since he was reborn, that's right, this is his second life.

In the distant past, which for someone like him was thousands of years ago, he was known as Herbert Julius von Schmidt, 9th Viscount Schmidt. A Prussian nobleman who dedicated more than half his life to managing his lands and looking after his family. Ironically, it was dedicating most of his life to such a noble purpose that allowed him to be reborn.

Herbert was a man of passions, as a young man he was surrounded by women and never stuck with just one for long. Until one day he had to go to one of the villages on his land. It had rained a lot in recent days and this had resulted in many of the roofs being damaged, and as Feudal Lord it was his duty to help with the renovations. 

Even now, in his life as Alrion and with so much time having passed, he can still remember every detail of that day. He remembers how he was only a few meters from the entrance to the village and could still hear the angry voices of the residents. Herbert was worried that something serious was happening and sped off on his horse. A woman, probably only a few years older than him, was tied to a wooden pole while a crowd of peasants gathered around, stones in their hands and preparing to throw them as they hurled insults at the woman. Herbert waved to his guards and they all pushed their horses into the square, his soldiers ran over many peasants and soon the whole place was in a frenzy. 

– Everybody freeze! You'd better have a good explanation for this pathetic scene! – Herbert shouted to everyone as he got off his horse and stood in front of the woman who was about to be stoned. He pulled out his dagger and cut her bonds, freeing her. Immediately, the woman threw herself into his arms, crying and begging for forgiveness.

Herbert held her and as his guards had already put the crowd in order and things had calmed down, he was finally able to look at the crying woman in his arms. He was amazed at how beautiful she was, with long brown hair that reached her waist, tanned skin, thick, pouty lips and a very pretty face with no blemishes apart from those of her tears. He pulled her close enough to look into her beautiful almond eyes and asked her why she was being condemned.

– They accuse me of adultery, my lord. – She replied, averting her eyes from the Viscount's face.

Herbert finally understood, the sentence for this crime is the immediate death of the cheating wife. Although, they should have waited for me to show up instead of going ahead with the execution, as the lord of these lands it is my duty to judge all who inhabit them, probably your reputation for forgiving some of the women who have been caught cheating has reached the ears of these commoners and they have decided to take the law into their own hands. It must mean that this woman's husband is someone important in this village to be able to so quickly gather a crowd for the execution without anyone questioning it.

Asking the woman to stand behind me, I turn and address the crowd. 

– Who is responsible for this circus?! Come forward immediately, and so will her husband! – I shout at them.

Soon, two men are pushed out of the pile of bodies, one old, the mayor of the village, and the other middle-aged, the husband. They both immediately bow to me.

– You dare to usurp my authority, you dare to consider yourselves above my right as ruler of these lands? – I ask in a cold tone to the two peasants.

– My lord, she was caught by her husband in the middle of a relationship with an outsider, the punishment for which is death. Her lover has already been killed on the spot, and since we had all the evidence we needed, I thought she should be executed immediately. – Said the mayor as he looked fearfully at me.

– So you saw fit to ignore my authority and take my duties for yourself, and thus become the judge and executioner. – I growled at the old man, who immediately fell to his knees and began to apologize.

– THAT BITCH BETRAYED ME, MY FATHER DID THE RIGHT THING, EVERYONE KNOWS ABOUT HER REPUTATION, YOU WOULD HAVE LET HER GO WITHOUT ANY REPERCUSSIONS, AND THAT'S UNACCEPTABLE! – Her husband shouted at the top of his lungs, with a furious expression on his face, an expression that soon changed to horror when he covered his mouth and fell to his knees begging for forgiveness.

I looked at these two angrily, now I understand how this circus was set up so quickly, the husband is the mayor's son and his father used his authority as my representative to usurp my power as the owner of the land these vermin inhabit. No longer listening to this pathetic man's whining, I pull out my sword and, with one swift, clean movement, cut off the head of the fool who dared to raise his voice to me. 

A deadly silence emitted from the whole place at the act, everyone had expected it from the viscount when the man shouted at him, if there was one thing that made the lord angry, it was when someone challenged his authority, especially so publicly.

– I sentence you to death. – Herbert says as the man's blood drips down his face, then he points his sword at the mayor, father of the person he has just killed, and speaks. – The next time I hear that you're usurping my power or trying to get revenge in some way because of this pathetic excuse for a son of yours, I'll come back and I won't let you or any of your descendants live. I will choose a new representative and he will arrive in a few days, until then I will leave some of my guards here to maintain order and help with the repair of the roofs. 

With that said, the viscount took the woman by the hand and went to his horse, taking her by her slender waist and placing her in front of the saddle and then climbing up behind her himself and taking the reins of the animal, leading it towards the exit of the village while being escorted by his soldiers.

– Thank you, my lord. Thank you so much for saving me. – Said the woman as she leaned her head on the liege's chest, she looked up at him with adoration in her beautiful eyes, and noticed how her face was stained with the blood of the man who had been her husband, she didn't seem to mind and began to wipe her face with a small cloth.

– Don't worry about it, I've always found this adultery law barbaric and I wouldn't let a beautiful woman like you be killed. By the way, what's your name? – I ask as I can't help but feel her warm body against mine, the movement of the horse just makes her shapely ass bump against my groin. 

– My name is Emilia, my lord. – She answers softly as she continues to wipe the blood from my face.

– Well, Emilia, it's not a good idea for you to go back to that place, what do you think about coming to live in my castle? And please, call me Herbert, this lord thing is only necessary in front of those peasants. – I say with a smile to her.

– I'd love to live in your castle, Herbert. – Emilia says with a seductive smile as she finishes cleaning up the blood.

Seeing her smile and her mischievous eyes, the viscount is sure that the next few days will be a lot of fun. He can't help but admire her attractiveness, she has a high sexual aura, with a sinfully attractive body to match and a beautiful face to top it off. Apart from the fact that she's older than him, which is something he really likes, her mischievous eyes make it clear that she's an experienced woman, and not one of those boring tarts. With this in mind and eager to prove it, Herbert slams his spurs into the horse, urging it to go faster.

Alrion dives into that memory, into his old life, that was the day he met the woman who would become his wife. The first woman he had ever genuinely loved in his life. She was everything he had ever wanted in a wife, beautiful, intelligent, caring, extremely good in bed and very, very naughty. Emilia was capable of fulfilling every fantasy Herbert had ever had. In fact, from the very beginning of their relationship, she took pleasure in discovering whatever desires he had and then fulfilling them in the most erotic way possible.

He laughed as he remembered the many orgies they had in his castle, if there was one thing Emilia loved, it was having more than one man pleasuring her at the same time. She was never one to hide her desires and she never hid from me that I wasn't her only lover, which was only fair since I had other women too. In the end, we got married and she gave me two children who could carry on my lineage. Emilia didn't like being pregnant, even though she was a good mother, because during that time we had to stop our parties to make sure the child was mine, and then when she was in an advanced stage of pregnancy, she couldn't take part. So we talked it over and agreed that she would give me two children, an heir and a spare. We were lucky and both times we had sons, but if they had been daughters we would have had to try again as the law of the kingdom of Prussia dictated that a woman could not inherit titles and lands.

Unfortunately, our time of joy didn't last long. When we were eleven years married, Emilia fell off her horse while we were visiting the farms around our land, the fall was very hard and she broke some ribs that punctured her lungs. I still have nightmares about that moment, we were so happy and it all ended so abruptly. If I concentrate, I can still hear the distant whispers of her last words to me, even after so many centuries.

– Thank you for everything, my love. You will always be my greatest joy in this world. Take care of our children.

That was the most painful time of my life, I spent months just locked away in my chambers wallowing in sorrow and pain. I completely abandoned my duties as Viscount, until one day my soldiers arrived with grave news for me: several of the surrounding villages had banded together and created a militia with the aim of taking my head, and they were led by the same mayor I had killed his son, Emilia's former father-in-law. He had been plotting since that day and had only been waiting for an opportunity to strike, a chance that had now come along and he had seized it.

Remembering the words of my dying wife and knowing that if they killed me, they would surely kill my children too, I managed to gather the strength to stand up. I gathered my entire army as quickly as possible and marched towards the rebels' camp with blood in my eyes. When I and my forces got there, we attacked suddenly, with no messages, no negotiations or agreements, just fury and blood, and a real massacre ensued. The rebels hadn't expected me to gather an army so quickly, and many of their forces were divided. It was a one-sided massacre.

I ripped the head off their leader myself, and I still remember the old man's astonished look when his long-awaited revenge was snatched from his hands. Fulfilling my old promise to him, I hunted down all those who came from his seed and didn't leave a single one breathing. 

After that, I gave up all the parties, my mistresses and my bohemian behavior, concentrating exclusively on developing my land and raising and educating my children. I lived a long life, being able to meet my grandchildren and watch them grow up. I was one of the few who had the gift of leaving in peace, surrounded by my family and knowing that the future was safe in the capable hands of my descendants.

Fortunately, when darkness claimed me, it wasn't the end of me.

I opened my eyes again to find myself being held by the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and in a place that could only be described as paradise. I never found out how I ended up here or who reincarnated me, all I remember from that day is a discordant voice whispering in my mind.

– For your sacrifice in giving up your desires and life for the good of your loved ones, this is my gift to you. Live a good life and enjoy everything there is to enjoy.

After that, I began my journey into this wonderful new world. I discovered that I wasn't just anyone. No, I was far from it.

I was a god now.

I was reborn as Lord Alirion, primordial god of lust, pleasure, desire and magic. Prince of Pandora, the Primordial Island. Guardian of the Omniverse. Member of the Primordial Council. Son of Queen Daria, the Firstborn goddess.

It took me decades to get my head around exactly where I was and the great importance and power I now wielded. It turns out that Pandora was the cradle of existence, the place where the first gods appeared, the Primordials, who were also the first forms of life and those who created the different multiverses that surround the Primordial Island. My mother, Daria, was the first of them, being the Firstborn and also the creator of the first universes, as well as the ruler of the city of Pandora.

The city itself is the residence of all the Primordials, multiversal gods, universal gods and galactic gods, as well as many life forms from different places who have been judged worthy of dwelling among us, either for great deeds in their universes, for having some intimate relationship with an inhabitant or for being a descendant of those who settled here some time ago.

When I finally came to my senses and realized that it wasn't a dream and that I had in fact been given another chance at life, needless to say I laughed wildly with joy for weeks. After that it was just happiness and pleasure. Life in this place is beyond perfect, it's a real utopia.

Feeling that my guest has finally woken up from her rest, I take a deep breath of fresh air, take one last look at the city and its surroundings, leave the balcony and return to my quarters. I head for the huge canopy bed, where a true beauty awaits me.

On the bed, a woman who could only be described as a goddess, due to her great beauty, was waiting for me with a mischievous smile on her delicious red lips as she watched me approach. 

I couldn't help but stop in front of the bed to admire her naked form a little. Her beautiful golden hair is spread out on the bed, her face is beautiful with prominent cheekbones, a small, delicate nose and seductive gray eyes. Her body that would make any man drop everything to enjoy it for just one night, with large, tasty breasts, a flat belly, a slim waist, wide hips that support a large, curvaceous ass. Her legs, which are slightly apart, are long and supported by thick Amazonian thighs, at the end of which are her delicate feet that beckon me to kiss them. All her skin is pale and without a single blemish on her entire form.

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– Have you finished your moment of meditation, my prince? – asked the busty blonde.

– Yes, I was just admiring the view of the city and now I'm also admiring how delicious you are, Kyerys. – I smiled at her.

Kyerys is the goddess responsible for ruling the Hedon multiverse, the first multiverse I created three centuries after reincarnating. All Primordials have to create at least one multiverse every five centuries, and Hedon was the first of several I made. I put Kyerys in charge of overseeing everything in it after I finished creating it, and she was responsible for looking after me after I was born, including being my wet nurse. 

Originally, Kyerys was one of the beings considered worthy of inhabiting Pandora for having achieved great things in her home universe, having been brought here by my mother, The Queen, herself. When I was born, she was tasked with being my caretaker and secretary, and over time we became lovers and I transformed her into a multiversal goddess. 

– I think we still have time for another round. – Kyerys speaks with a mischievous smile and begins to slowly spread his long legs invitingly, revealing his love hole which is still red and abused from our previous section.

– It will be a real pleasure, my dear. – I say as I start to climb into bed.

Getting closer, I start kissing her beautiful feet, moving up her long legs and planting kisses on each part until I reach the big prize. Her pussy, originally pink and closed like a flower, now red and open because of our previous relationship, is already wet and ready to receive my member, which is already throbbing, begging to go back into her wet, tight cavern.

Holding back my urge to just come inside her and destroy her pussy even more, I lean down and start sucking her wet hole.

Kyerys lets out a loud moan that sounds like music in my ears, her hands grab my hair and force my face to press even harder into her crotch. She begins to grind her pussy on my mouth and nose, moving her waist up and down, making my whole face wet with her delicious juices.

I remove my tongue from her vaginal canal and place it on her clitoris, starting to massage and suck it. At the same time, I insert a finger into her cavern and start drawing the letters of the alphabet until I find one that hits her "G-spot", that letter being R.

Her reaction is quick and loud, Kyerys lets out a cry of happiness, her tight folds begin to press against my fingers, and she pulls my face even closer to her love button. An explosion of her sweet liquid comes into my mouth as Kyerys reaches a shattering orgasm.

Without even thinking about leaving, I start to swallow all her delicious juice, which seems to revitalize me.

– That... Fo- that was incredible... my prince. – Kyerys speaks as she comes out of her stupor, breathing quickly and making her large breasts move hypnotically. – It's my turn to please him.

I understand what she wants, so I stand up on the bed and start pumping my cock, which by now is throbbing and begging for her attention. Kyerys kneels in front of me and brings her lips down to my sack, starting to lightly kiss my balls.

Letting out a sigh of happiness at her treatment, the blonde begins to run her tongue all over my sack and then starts to work her way up, licking my cock from the base to the tip with her pink, experienced tongue. When she's finished lubricating it, she looks me in the eye and begins to bring her mouth closer to the head of my cock. She plunges my penis into her warm, wet mouth, bathing it in saliva and running her tongue all over it like a snake.

– You're the best! – I exclaim with a long sigh of pleasure.

I lean over and grab her hair, pulling it into a ponytail and holding it tight. Kyerys' eyes sparkle with excitement as she realizes what I'm up to. She runs her hand down my muscular thighs and up to grab my ass. With that, I start to pull her to swallow my cock in her tight throat, using her mouth as if it were a pussy, making my cock plunge completely into her magnificent mouth, tasting the sensation of the walls of her throat moving as she swallows, making my cock be massaged and then withdrawn from her mouth with Kyerys kissing and running her tongue over my reddened tip. The whole time, even when I almost choke her, she can't take her eyes off me, looking at me with a seductive gaze.

With this mixture of sensations, I collapse into a shattering orgasm. I plunge my cock deep into her slutty throat and force her to swallow every drop of my seed. Kyerys lets out a moan as she starts to swallow the white liquid, and the sensation of her throat moving combined with the vibration of her moan makes me see stars.

When I recover, I slowly withdraw my member from her throat, reaching her swollen lips, where she releases my cock with a delicious "PLOP" sound and begins to clean it with her magical tongue.

– No matter how many times you blow me, I never get tired of it. Ah, you're a true blowjob master. – I say as I recover, lie back on the bed and let out a sigh of contentment. – There's nothing better than being able to use your mouth in the morning, that's a real wake-up call.

– I'm happy to be on such high terms with you, my prince. Believe me, I also love receiving your seed in the morning, it's a real breakfast. – Kyerys says as she climbs on top of me and starts brushing my still-hard member against her wet pussy. – Now for the main course, love. My pussy is ready to receive this huge cock inside it. 

As soon as she finishes speaking, she leans over a little and positions my tip at her entrance and begins to descend with torturous slowness. The moment the head of my cock enters her, we both let out a moan of contentment, and she begins to put the entire length into her love tunnel.

I'm thousands of years old and even after all this time, with all the power and wealth I have in my hands, I've never been able to find anything better than the feeling of being inside a pussy, there's simply no better feeling. Kyerys' pussy is one of the best I've ever fucked, always so wet, extremely tight and hot.

Slowly the blonde goddess begins to move up and down, trying to get used to my size and thickness. I grip her ass tightly as she starts to pick up speed, the sight of her riding me like an amazon is breath-taking, the sound of her big ass slapping against my groin just makes the sight even more pleasurable.

– AHH! – Kyerys lets out a moan as I slap her dancing ass hard, encouraging her to ride even faster.

I look at her beautiful breasts, which rise and fall as she moves. I grab her right breast and put my mouth on her left. My care makes her grab my face and press it against her breasts, while her movements to drain me don't stop for a second. Suddenly, I let go of her breasts and let out a great moan of delight.

– You like that, huh! – Kyerys says laughing and rolling around like some kind of snake woman on my lap.

I can't answer her, at that moment I'm almost reaching nirvana with her master technique, pompoirism. I almost can't resist when she starts squeezing and releasing the muscles in her pussy, giving my cock a delicious massage that makes me see stars. 

– You're incredible, Kyerys. But don't think you're going to make me submit so easily, my love. - I growl at her in her ear, as I lightly bite her ear, and wrap my arms around her waist, my right hand going to her ass and finding her puckered hole. – I am the god of pleasure, after all.

Using the fluids from her pussy, I begin to lubricate her ass and my fingers, gently running my index finger around her tight hole. Anticipating my next move, her movements start to become erratic and frantic, and her pussy grips me tighter.

When I feel that her ass has relaxed enough and is lubricated enough not to hurt her, I gently and carefully insert my index finger and begin to move it gently until her walls get used to the invader. When her puckered hole is properly relaxed and ready, I start moving my finger in small circles inside her.

Under my care, Kyerys starts to tremble in my arms, her riding gets even harder and she starts moaning like a whore. Soon, I feel her pussy squeeze my cock as if she wanted to milk me and her love juice starts leaking out of her pussy, the blonde bites down hard on my shoulder and shakes like a leaf in my arms as she cums. 

I stop my movements and let her fully enjoy her pleasure, but her slimy cavern is squeezing and milking me so hard that I can't resist for long and soon fill her womb completely with my seed. Contrary to the blonde goddess, I don't bother to hide my scream of joy as I reach my orgasm, filling her cavern with jet after jet of sperm.

The sensation of my seed inside her seems to make Kyerys reach another release, and she moans freely this time as her pussy takes every last drop of my cum into her womb.

We lay curled up like two snakes, with my cock still inside her warm cavern. Soon, I feel her body relax and her breathing becomes regular. I move my head and notice that Kyerys has gone back to sleep, with a satisfied smile on her face, she's lying on my shoulder fast asleep.

I laughed a little at her satisfied face and laid her gently on my bed. As much as I'd love to curl up with her and enjoy her warm, soft body to sleep, I have a trip to make today. 

With that in mind, I cover Kyerys' body with the blanket, get out of bed to take a good shower and prepare for a little adventure I've been planning for a few days.