Final Class Ups

Fiore, Piri's aunt, was always tender and caring in bed. She tightly held Styx in her embrace as his thick rod slid all the way inside of her. Her light grey, shoulder length hair spread out messily on the bed underneath her as she panted into his ear.

Styx wasn't to be outdone, nibbling on her grey, long elven ears. His chest pressed tightly against her large breasts while he grinded his hips against hers, trying to push it as deep as he could.

Irie leaned on his back and used her body weight to push down on his hips too, causing Fiore to seductively moan as it pressed open the entrance to her womb

"Haahhhh~~"

"Press it in more~"

Styx was sandwiched between the two woman, Fiore digging her fingers into his back while Irie ran her nails up and down his sides.

He lifted Fiore up until they where in a sitting position, her vaginal walls clenching around his shaft as she moved her hips back and forth with her head hanging over his shoulder.

"Hurry up~" Irie seductively moaned whilst tangling herself around the two of them. "I want my turn too~"

Styx rolled his eyes and reached on hand behind him, slipping it between her legs and fingering her pink slit that was covered in vaginal juice. His other hand supported Fiore behind her back as she grinded his shaft.

Fiore tightly gripped onto Styx and her whole body shivered in ecstasy as she came. Her vaginal walls constricting rhythmically around his shaft which also spurted his dungeon seed directly into her womb.

She also hadn't known what attribute to use, so Styx had her follow the same route as Klair and give her a wind attribute.

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Insemination begun.

Please select seed to implant:

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• 3x Miners – Burden (1) – 1h incubation

• 2x Wind Gnome – Burden (1) – 1h incubation

• 1x Wind Sprite – Burden (2) – 2h incubation

• 1x Galerat – Burden (3) – 2h incubation

• 1x Breeze Knight – Burden (4) – 4h incubation

• 1x Swiftfang Wolf – Burden (9) – 12h incubation

• 1x Tree Nymph – Burden (11) – 24h incubation

• 1x Wind Guardian – Burden (13) – 24h incubation

• 2x Tree Nymph – Burden (16) – 24h incubation

• 1x Gale Devil – Burden (18) – 24h incubation

• 1x Typhoon Spirit – Burden (20) – 42h incubation

• 1x Orion Beheader – Burden (22) – 70h incubation

• 2x Wind Glider – Burden (24) – 32h incubation

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1x Gale Devil selected – Incubation 24:13:04

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Fiore hugged him tightly and buried her head in the crook of his shoulder as she felt her womb being painted white until Irie lost her patience and pushed her onto her back before placing herself between Styx and her.

She lay face down on Fiore with both of their large breasts pressed against one another.

"There is no need to be impatient," Styx slid his engorged penis out of Fiore's tight cave and spread Irie's ass cheek before rubbing the head of his penis against her slick pink slit.

Styx watched as her vagina was pushed wide open as she pushed her hips back and swallowed him whole.

"Hngghh…. hahhh… hahhh~~"

Irie panted as she felt a deep satisfaction from Styx filling her narrow entrance up to the brim.

Fiore, who was trapped under her, gently fondled her breasts and pinched their pink buds.

Styx wrapped one hand around her waist and another under her leg, pulling her up and holding her in the air whilst still submerged. Fiore locked fingers with Irie and helped keep her balance as Styx thrust up into her deepest recesses.

Irie was an Apprentice Earth Mage, but she had dabbled in multiple elements and developed affinities with them, so Styx had specially prepared a unique mana attribute for her. It was an agglomeration of fire, water, earth, wind and lightning elements.

From his research, the lightning attribute formed a static bond with the other elements and helped meld them together, creating what he called an elemental attribute. It was mostly useless in standard applications, but for a mage who held multiple affinities, it was very useful.

Styx felt humid whilst burning up, cold as a breeze passed through him, and jittery from all the lightning attribute involved. It was a feverish combination, but he had confidence Irie would be able to control it.

He let Irie fall forward and rest atop Fiore as he pumped her full of seed.

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Insemination begun.

Please select seed to implant:

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• 3x Miners – Burden (1) – 1h incubation

• 2x Dwarve – Burden (1) – 1h incubation

• 1x Fire Gremlin – Burden (2) – 2h incubation

• 1x Earth Ripper – Burden (3) – 2h incubation

• 2x Fire Gremlin – Burden (3) – 3h incubation

• 1x Thunder Ravager – Burden (4) – 4h incubation

• 2x Earth Ripper – Burden (5) – 6h incubation

• 1x Goblin Archmage – Burden (6) – 5h incubation

• 1x Thunder Beast – Burden (8) – 11h incubation

• 1x Frost Armor Knight – Burden (11) – 14h incubation

• 1x Ice Golem – Burden (13) – 17h incubation

• 2x Frost Armor Knight– Burden (15) – 24h incubation

• 1x Disaster Valkyrie – Burden (17) – 24h incubation

• 1x Earth Bender – Burden (20) – 42h incubation

• 1x Ruin Mage – Burden (23) – 70h incubation

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1x Disaster Valkyrie selected – Incubation 24:13:04

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The two women lay down on the bed hugging whilst Styx felt exhausted after having that last elemental attribute mana run its course through his core.

Just like it was previously predicted, Fiore was not able to undergo evolution, while Irie was encapsulated in a ball containing all the elements rampaging around it.

Fiore lamented slightly as she carried the gale devil in her womb, but she understood she had been unable to give that final, undying commitment to Styx like the others had. Either way, she had undergone her Class Up procedure and become a Wind Drifter, the same as Klair and had her bond with the fellow dungeon wife become closer as a result.

Irie emerged from her cocoon without any apparent changes visually. She did get a single mole under her right eye however, much to Styx's amusement. He found it beautiful, but could not fathom why that was the only physical change.

'Perhaps it has something to do with humans being a completely neutral race, which allows them to adopt various bloodlines and other alterations within their bodies easier than any other exotic race. They are basically a race of Kirby's,' Styx humorously laughed to himself.

Irie evolved from a human into a race called a magus, which came with several perks. One was a soulbound weapon which she could summon or dismiss at any time. In Irie's case, it was a large engraved pure white spear with a black tip.

Her mana network had gone through enormous changes from the racial evolution as well as the Class Up into an Elementalist. Her mana network was also directly connected with her Valkyrie spear too, which served as not just a weapon but also a staff for amplifying cast magic.

The downside to the weapon was that by being connected so intimately with her, any damage it sustained, would also be transferred to her mana network and psyche.

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Weeks went by and Styx was in an extremely sour mood.

Rebecca Euklid's wedding arrangements had been finalized and it was scheduled to take place the following day.

"This idiot woman! Does she not understand that by accepting me within herself, she has already accepted her position beside me?!"

The brass goblet in his avatar's hand was forcibly crushed, the imported wine spilling over the armrest and down the side of his stone throne.

Beatrice stood beside him and asked, "What would you have us do, hus- lord?"

"There is nothing you can do. Therina has already laid out the arrangements. We need to avoid any form of culpability in this action. The goddess of the kingdom probably already knows of our recently formed connection with Heaven and The Void. It was such a big ruckus in her kingdom, there was no way she could have missed it."

"Can she monitor the dream realm?"

"Highly unlikely. I really should have asked Loreley, but I don't want to reveal Therina's ability to affect people and manipulate their minds via dreams. We must keep our trump cards hidden until they need to be used."

Beatrice nodded her head in understanding. If someone didn't know what was coming, they wouldn't be able to prepare defensive countermeasures in advance.

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Rebecca Euklid wore her extravagant white wedding dress and walked down an isle laden with marble pillars and bouquets of roses. Her mother led her to the alter amidst hundred of watching eyes.

"It is not too late to come back," Styx's voice sounded in her mind once again.

She didn't understand why, but she held a fondness towards his voice, despite her knowing she should hate him. Nonetheless, her expression didn't so much as flinch as she ignored him and walked up to the alter, where an even more unwilling Gabralter stood in a black tailcoat suit.

Gabralter had been increasingly difficult as he had tried to escape the marriage numerous times. Rebecca didn't know how, but she held her suspicions that Styx had secretly done something to be so repulsed with marrying her.

This was a loveless marriage formed out of pure politics. Duke Ashburn wanted to get his son away from the city and change his seemingly doomed fate, while Duchess Euklid wanted the tie the Ashburns to her own family, so that she could request their soldiers protect her city in a time of need, her own soldiers nearly all killed by the monster wave during the festival.

Little did she know that all he had Therina do was pile on top of the lifetimes of manipulation, that marrying someone not her was betraying her. His mind didn't reject this suggestion in the slightest, which formed a stable platform for her to insert more whispers to control his subconscious.

This would normally be impossible, but several lifetimes of manipulations had worn down his inner mind until it was but a candle in the wind. It was such an esoteric way of targeting someone too that without any skills related to dreams or knowledge about them, it was almost impossible to defend against too.

"I stand here, under the presence of Goddess Eve, to bless Duke-to-be Gabralter Ashburn and Duchess-to-be Rebecca Euklid in the holy ceremony of marriage, to forever walk down the same road until their fates diverge."

A high priest of the Temple of Eve stood before the two and began speaking his rites. It was a ceremony usually any priest or priestess would coordinate, but Gabralter and Rebecca were the direct descendants of dukes, so a higher degree of respect given was required.

Gabralter stood before the priest with empty eyes, not just out of unwillingness, but his mind was currently collapsing.

Reality was fast draining from his vision as his memories drifted away like soap bubbles.

He stood there in pure silence throughout the ceremony.

"Do you take Duchess-to-be Rebecca Euklid as your partner in this life, to join your fate with hers and walk a path anew?"

The high priest asked him, but Gabralter didn't hear his words. He simply stood there in silence.

"What?" Gabralter asked in genuine confusion.

The high priest repeated the question but the duke's son repeated his confusion.

It was at this point that everyone in the attendance seats began to detect that something was wrong, but before anyone could react, he collapsed to the ground like a puppet who just had his strings cut.

Styx spoke directly into Rebecca's head.

"I told you that you are not allowed to marry him, now hurry up and come home."