Reunions abound

Of all the potential uses for my first Multiform... baking wasn't what I had in mind. I had to quickly enter build mode and add a large somewhat modern kitchen, it keeps the medieval fantasy look of the Tower, but it has all the more modern appliances, which my Multi-form is now using to bake a mountain of cookies, the oven is... industrial sized.

On the bright side, that will also increase the quality of food in general, and the maids are all being taught by me how to use them. Splitting my attention between two bodies is manageable... three is harder, but still something I can do.

I set the third to studying the Grimoires, building a small study on my floor of the tower. I've very nearly finished the next level of White Magic, and having an extra body to study in the background is very useful.

Fortunately, Ophis brought her Orb of Silence, which has been moved into her room in the Harem Wing, so I don't need to worry about that.

Laying on my bed, I briefly wonder how this happened, looking down at the two cute infinite dragon gods napping on my chest, Ophis wanted head-pats, and somehow it ended up like this as I gently stroke each of their hair.

It's getting close to the time when I'll have to return to Nova Roma, but I can send a Multi-form to meet Amara and Seppia, I don't need my full strength for that.

Hearing a knock on the door, I telepathically order them to enter, not wanting to make too much noise, leading two of the maids (Pia and Linda I think?) to enter, carrying trays full of baked goodies.

I'm taking a chance because instead of just cookies I've made brownies, muffins, tarts and other treats... and a lot of cookies in case she doesn't like them.

'My thanks, leave them on the table.' I order, nodding to the two sleeping girls, ignoring the affection gains from the maids for... being cute.

It comes as no surprise that as the tray is placed down, the two girls leaving with a silent bow, Ophis almost immediately starts to wake, her nose twitching as she sits up, looking around with sleepy eyes.

"Your treats are here." I say calmly, making her eyes widen slightly, a yawn leaving the terrifyingly powerful goddess.

"...don't wanna." Ophis admits, laying back down on my chest as she stares at the trays with hungry eyes.

[Dragon Tamer] - Ophis [50]

You have a natural affinity for Dragons, and Draconic related creatures, finding it easy to gain their trust, affection and obedience.

"Do you want me to-" I start, sitting up before she pushes me back down 'lightly', almost breaking several bones in the process.

"...No. No moving. Only cuddling." Ophis growls, placing my hand back on her head. It'd be a lot cuter if her growl didn't sound downright... draconic, a deep rumbling noise that seems to shake the rooms slightly, waking Lilith up. "You, fetch." she orders, pushing Lilith from the bed.

"Wuh? Oh!" Lilith is as talkative as her... mother? Yeah, let's go with that. Moving over to the table, she easily picks up both trays, despite how overloaded they are, and brings them back to the bed.

Moving slightly, I sit up against the headboard, pulling Ophis with me, so she doesn't get upset that I stopped cuddling her, Lilith retaking her place at my other side as she places the trays down on the bed.

...I'm going to have so many crumbs in my bed later.

"Is this a 'cookie'?" Lilith asks, holding a brownie up with an intense look.

Before I can correct her, Ophis nods deeply with a sage look on her face.

"It is." she agrees, eating one of them surprisingly slowly, drooling slightly.

"What is this?" Lilith asks again moments later, the brownie vanishing into her mouth as she grabs a chocolate muffin.

"Also a cookie." Ophis informs her with a knowing nod.

...Should I correct her?

Nah.

- Kuro's Office -

Multi-form is broken, and unlike my old version... it doesn't seem to have limits on how many forms I can make, however, the more I make, the harder it becomes to control them, my attention split too many ways. If I try more than three things get fucky quickly, getting my actions mixed up as my attempts to move one body instead move another, conversations blending together, plus my head starts to... burn. Like a computer from the nineties trying to play a modern game, I could almost hear my brain overheating.

For now, three is my limit.

Still, the ability to study my tomes while still being elsewhere is very beneficial, and all the time Ophis would have taken with both baking and cuddling was instead not 'wasted'.

Not that spending time with my girls is 'wasting time'. But it's nice to be able to multi-task like this. It's allowed me to finish off my next level of White Magic faster.

[White Magic Proficiency (Expert)]

You are an Adept White Mage, bending the powers of Healing and Light to your whims.

All White Magic spells are far more effective and cost 25% less MP.

Most of my White Magic spells have had a power-boost, Heal becoming Greater Heal, Light Arrow getting a damage boost, my chains becoming stronger.

With my new level of knowledge, I quickly develop a new spell, Light Arrow is useful... unless my opponent is fast. With my new level of power, my Light Arrow is faster than before, almost bullet-fast... but there are people who can dodge bullets in Marvel, so I need something I can use to hit them.

[Ray of Light]

200 MP to cast

Send a ray of pure light at your target, piercing through them

Effect – Deal [INTx5] Light Damage

Range – 100 Feet

Both it and Light Arrow have their own advantages, Light Arrow is more powerful, dealing INTx7.5 damage, and it costs less making spamming it more sustainable... is what I would say if I didn't regen five thousand mp a minute.

That's twenty-five casts of ray of light or fifty light arrows every minute.

To be fair, almost one light arrow a second is some ridiculous damage output.

Ray of Light is better for hitting groups, the ray piercing through and hitting anyone behind my target, and it's much faster than my arrows, striking at quite literally the speed of light, making it almost impossible to dodge.

Light does more damage to undead and vampires... I checked.

In hindsight, shooting myself in the leg with a light arrow probably wasn't the best way I could have checked, but it is useful knowledge, a bit of pain is nothing in comparison. Light Healing does work on vampires, but not undead.

Fortunately, now that I'm back, all my undead regenerate over time, not particularly fast, but it should stop the invaders old tactics from working, Death by a thousand bug-bites won't be enough to take my dragon down again.

Moving on I work on making another spell, I have my offensive capabilities... but I need more defensive ones as well.

[Shield of Light]

MP Cost Varies

Create a solid shield of pure light in front of you, blocking all incoming damage

Effect – Drain 250 MP for every 500 Incoming Damage blocked

Range – 10 Feet

Which leaves me with a new question, what should I study next?

...I'm leaning towards Eromancy. Yes, I know I should focus on my attacks, but I have both Necromancy and White Magic at a powerful enough level to be able to hold my own.

I just want my Ero-goodness back.

Eromancy Upgrade Quest (Apprentice)

Cast 100 Eromancy Spells [0/100]

Study the Grimoire for 5 Hours [0/5]

Induce 20 Orgasms with Eromancy [0/20]

...I should have known.

Hmm... well, I know some girls who would happily help me out with my 'practice'.

Mentally reaching out, I call them all to my office with a smile, pulling out my other Grimoire and start reading, I only have a couple of spells for Eromancy, but it won't take long to change that.

[Clean] (Active)

100 MP to cast

Clean the target of any and all mess, not limited to dirt, sweat, cum, oil and pudding.

[Strip] (Active)

100 MP to cast

Everything is better naked, time to teach your target that.

Cannot be used in combat.

Both very important, if kinda dull. What I really want is old faithful, my go-to spell for driving my girls mad with pleasure...

[Enhance Feelings] (Active)

1000 MP to cast

Anything the target feels will be amplified.

Maximum magnifier level is Eromancy Proficiency Level x 5

Will last until dispelled or cancelled.

I'm a novice, which is Level 1 essentially, so I can multiply a girls pleasure by five, but as I get to a higher level?

Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Legendary... at Master I could increase it by twenty-five.

Before my guests arrive, I learn one more spell, they'll do for now.

[Pleasure/Pain Conversion]

1000 MP to cast

Converts pain to pleasure, or vice versa.

The amount converted can be decided by the caster, from a minor amount to complete conversion.

That'll do.

"Come in." I say, closing my grimoire as three woman file into my office, standing in front of my desk. Two of them seem very happy to see me... and one is on the brink of tears.

"First of all, I'm glad to see that you've all survived." I say honestly with a smile.

"...it was pretty surprising when Ophis decided to just... destroy everything." Mittelt admits. "She spared us because we worked for you... but I don't know how we got here."

[Goth + Loli = Win?] - Mittelt [50]

You seem unnaturally attractive to the rare breed, the Gothic Loli, allowing you to gain Affection and Obedience with them faster

"Me neither to be honest, I'm just glad you're all okay. Your world has been reset, so I was expecting to find you there... but I'm happy you're all here, Erebus tells me you helped fight off the invaders, so you have my thanks for that."

"We are your servants, My Lord... it's only natural that we protect your property." Kalawarner says submissively, bowing slightly giving me a magnificent view of her cleavage. "Lady Celestine has been a great help in tutoring us in using our Light magic, I doubt me or Mittelt would have been much help without her." she admits making me file that away for later... of course the Goddess would be a master of Light Magic, but it's good to know she's been helping out the others, I know she's been healing any injured which is how we had so little fatalities on our side.

[Fallen Friend] - Kalawarner [50]

You have a natural affinity for fallen and corrupted creatures, drawing them in with your presence, allowing you to gain Affection and Obedience with them faster

I'll have to thank her for that.

"Celestine has been training you? Impressive, I wonder how many Fallen can say they were trained by a Goddess?" I murmur, looking at their wings... both have an extra pair than when I left. Curious, I could force Raynare to evolve, but Fallen shouldn't be able to get more wings like that...

They are connected to you, even without being in your party.

I just accepted the notification on your behalf, Master.

Ahh, my thanks.

"Now, Raynare... calm yourself." I say soothingly, rising up and walking towards her. "The Tower Heart's destruction wasn't your fault, I could have had every single follower I had guarding it, along with myself, and the outcome would have been the same." I admit, stroking her hair.

"You told me to guard the Heart... your very soul... and I failed, it was in pieces before I even noticed it was under attack." she scoffs, tears leaking from her eyes.

"It was attacked by a horrifically strong girl with daddy issues, she beat me without even trying... but she's no longer a problem." I promise...

She better not be at least, fucking Shiro.

She's been dealt with, Shiro actually tried being a parent after de-ageing her, erasing her memories and draining her powers.

Well, kinda? There was a lot of molestation?

...of course, there was. That probably describes Shiro's entire life.

"Please, My God. Punish me, I can't just be forgiven... not after my failure." she begs, making me pause.

That's the problem with Zealots, they're illogical.

I can work with this, Raynare is too strong and loyal for me to leave her like this.

"...Very well. Follow me." I order them all, leaving the room. I rearranged my floor slightly, mostly I just moved the sex dungeon, so it was connected to a corridor, so I could enter without going through my bedroom, though there is still a second door connecting it to the bedroom. Soundproofed, obviously.

Don't want to disturb the happily munching Ophis and Lilith.

What the hell am I going to do with Ophis? She's loyal, she's even obedient... that's not the problem.

My realm isn't that big, a few hundred square miles at the moment, if Ophis even joined the fighting, even if she was trying to help there's a very likely chance that she'll just... destroy my hub world by accident.

Her power is far too much, even as weakened as she is, forget bringing a knife to a fist-fight, it's the equivalent of bringing a nuke to a schoolyard brawl.

I have an idea, though... I've moved the new Tower Heart into her room. Fed with an endless supply of cookies, she'll make the most dangerous guard dog in existence. Her and Lilith have decided to share a room (so they can make sure the other isn't getting more 'cookies' than they are), so they'll be two practically unkillable dragons sitting on my Tower Heart.

Everyone wants the Eye of Magnus? Come and take it from them. As long as it remains intact, my Hub can be rebuilt.

Heading into the dungeon, I remove my shirt calmly, snapping my fingers and making their clothes disappear, reappearing in a nice neat pile over by the door.

Mittelt yelps slightly but she doesn't cover herself, Kalawarner simply sticks her chest out proudly, her legs spread and her hands behind her back as she puts herself on display. Raynare straightens up and awaits her orders.

First things first... reaching forwards with a slightly glowing hand, I tap Raynare on the chest, my spell taking place.

"I've just cast a spell that will increase everything you feel by five times, you're very strong after all... you would barely feel it if I didn't." I say calmly, reaching up and roughly squeezing her breast, getting a slight flinch from her as I pinch her nipple.

"I understand, my God... please, punish me." she begs, despite her hardening nipple. Kalawarner is already getting turned on, she's a submissive masochist, after all, Mittelt isn't as submissive... and she's not into being hurt, she's too loyal to refuse if I want to hurt her though.

Like I'd ever hurt one of my girls if they didn't get off on it, I've already cast Pleasure/Pain Conversion on Raynare, only slightly at the moment, turning ten percent of the pain into pleasure, but I'll slowly increase it.

"Very well... Raynare, mount the horse." I order, gesturing to the wooden horse, a triangular device with one end of the triangle pointing upward, a cold metal edge on the stop. My sex dungeon is well stocked... "Mittelt, when she's on, bind her hands above her head and her legs to the fixtures." I order, walking over and sitting in the throne-like chair as I take my Incubi form, my shaft growing a few inches as a pair of large leathery wings sprout from my back, my hands gaining long, dangerous claws. I can feel a pair of small horns coming out of my forehead, my hair turning red... and my new tail breaks through my trousers. It's somewhat different to sit with it, but it works out.

I can see their eyes widen, but they don't question it. They know better.

Watching them obey, I smirk as Raynare winces, the cold metal pressing against her pussy, spreading it slightly. It would hurt slightly, but I can already see the metal... glistening.

"Kala, come here." I order, not wanting to leave her out, as she moves in front of me, a simple gesture has her dropping to her knees, her hands on her legs as she awaits her order. She's a hardcore sub, definitely the most submissive here. Teasing her, I make my tail flick towards her, the arrow-head end brushing against her slit, casting Enhance Feelings on her as it does. She bites down her moan carefully, not making a sound even as my tail teases her, running along her thigh.

"Now, Mittelt... go over to the tools." I say gesturing at the wall lined with whips, crops and canes of all types, there's a lot of other sex toys in the cupboards and display cases as well. "Pick one you like... and punish Raynare." I order, her eyes widening.

See, I'm good at spotting fetishes... I think it's an Incubus thing, and I know a sadist when I see one. She's been passed over for her stronger leader over and over again, for a long time. Far longer than she's known me. She's a follower who has always wanted to be the leader but lacked the power to do so.

That's centuries of anger and bitterness in that tiny blonde package.

"How long should I punish her for?" she asks, a particularly brutal whip resting in her hand. It's mildly enchanted to hurt more and leave a more noticeable mark.

"Until I say otherwise. Kala, undo my trousers and put those pouty lips to better use." I order, barely glancing at the incredibly beautiful blue-haired Fallen on her knees. The dismissive act turns her on, the idea that she's nothing but a tool for my pleasure is making her very wet.

Fallen, they're all kinky fucks beneath the barely maintained facade of elegance. I don't even want to know what gets Azazel off after so many years.

...The idea of Shiro and Azazel meeting fills me with an unholy terror, and the worst part is that I know for a fact it's probably already happened at some point or other.

There's probably a club, with them and Jiraya.

Shaking that off, I calmly place a hand on Kala's head as she goes to take my shaft between her parting lips. My sharp claws holding her in place, not enough to hurt but enough for her to be well aware of the danger as I force her head down far quicker than she was ready for, my shaft pushing into her throat immediately as she starts to choke. I know full well she's making herself choke on purpose, making it worse for herself to satisfy her masochistic desires, but I won't call her on it.

As a scream fills the room, I glance back over at Raynare, Mittelt finally starting as she brings the whip down on her former leaders bare back, forcing her down on the metal strip ever so slightly.

This room has a passive effect that lowers the resistances of anyone inside, except the tower owner. She might be ridiculously strong now, but the room is lowering her defences, not quite to a 'human' level, but enough that she will really feel each and every hit.

It's unfortunate, I don't particularly enjoy watching this, but she's getting off on it slightly, Mittelt is definitely getting off on it, and she needs to be 'punished' for her to be able to function properly. With all that adding up, I can deal with watching her tits bounce every time the whip hits her. It's not like it's a turn-off, it's just not really a turn on either.

Glancing down on the woman practically devouring my shaft, I have to admit.. I don't think I'll be getting turned off anytime soon.

- Back in the Bedroom -

I have found a flaw.

It is a significant flaw in my Multi-form.

"Why?" Lilith asks, poking it with a frown.

"Horny." Ophis replies in her usual blunt manner.

When I got hard with the Fallen? I got hard in all three bodies.

The Maids were fairly embarrassed, but I fixed that quickly enough. Right now I'm getting a blowjob from Kalawarner the Fallen Angel and Harriet the Human Maid at the same time.

She was more than happy to drop to her knees, not all the servants are unhappy to be here, serving a powerful lord puts them in a far better position than they were in while they lived in Spree after all. Harriet was a prostitute in Spree, and after a few spells to get rid of any... problems, she's overjoyed to serve a single man.

It's not like I don't want 'used goods', Milfs are some of my favourites, and they are the very definition, plus the Fallen will have fucked countless people over the centuries, creatures of Sin that they are.

"Why?" Lilith asks as I try to work out how to deal with this.

"...Sexy?" Ophis counters with a tiny smirk. What the fuck did Kuroka teach her?

"I see." Lilith replies with a knowing nod.

Well, that's nice... but I fucking don't.

As I try to decide what I'm supposed to do about this, Ophis answers for me... by simply tearing my trousers off with a light tug, my boxers meeting the same fate as she nods again.

"See?" she adds, 'teaching' her clone/daughter as she pokes my hard shaft. "We're 'sexy', so he's horny." she says with a deep nod, proud of her knowledge.

...Me and Kuroka are going to have words when I find her.

"I see." Lilith adds, reaching for another muffin as she watches Ophis intently.

As Ophis calmly pulls her dress off, I wonder whether I'll be cursing or thanking Kuroka when I see her next.

"Need to 'relieve' it. But only if you like the man." Ophis lectures in her same blank tone, moving and sitting on my legs, my shaft wrapped in her tiny hand. She frowns in thought for a moment, before she starts to slowly stroke me, her free hand grabbing another cookie.

...I have a naked Infinite Dragon God sitting on my lap jerking me off while she eats cookies and her daughter watches.

It's just one of those days, huh?

- Sex Dungeon -

As another scream fills the room, Raynare cums violently, squirting all over the horse. I've moved it to about fifty-fifty now, half pain, half pleasure.

"Seriously? You're pathetic, why did Azazel ever put you in charge of anything?" Mittelt sneers, looking over the red criss-cross of whip marks covering Raynare's large breasts as her former leader pants, a look of shame on her face.

"Answer her." I order calmly, ignoring Kala as she obediently keeps sucking, she doesn't need any attention beyond the claws digging into her hair.

"I... I'm stronger than you, that's why I was chosen to be the leader." she says quickly, Mittelt's face falling into an ugly scowl as she grips the whip.

"True, power is the most important thing... in the Grigori. I prefer going by a mixture of power, personality type and overall loyalty... I'm keeping your three together, your ability to fly makes you appropriate as a fast-reacting unit for dealing with invaders, and I can't be there to lead each small team on the field, so it's only natural that I place a leader in each team." I say calmly, getting their attention.

If we get attacked, having a unit able to quickly hunt down any stragglers, or infiltration units will be essential.

"Before, Raynare was the obvious choice, but I think this is a decent enough punishment, losing her position and being forced to serve her old underling... and Kala here is no leader, being on her knees suits her best." I drawl, smirking down at her as my tail rubs against her slit, a moan vibrating along my shaft. "So tell me Raynare... would you have issues obeying your former subordinate?" I ask getting a quick shake of her head.

"I live to serve you, My God... if you want Mittelt to be in charge, I will obey." she swears quickly.

"Good girl." I say with a confident smirk, changing it to 75% pleasure. "In that case... congratulations on your new position, Mittelt." I congratulate casually, forcing my first climax as I hold Kala's head down, flooding her throat and stomach with thick cum (with happens to be a powerful aphrodisiac while I'm in my Incubi form).

As she gulps it down, I calmly pull her off my dick, tossing her to the side casually. Harsh, but the way her body shakes and trembles gives away her true feelings, cumming herself as she bites down her scream.

+10 Affection with the kinky Kala for using and abusing her [90/100]... you have a point, Master. Fallen have issues.

"A-are you serious?" Mittelt asks, her whip falling slack in her hand as she stares at me.

"I am, but I didn't tell you to stop." I point out, her eyes widening as she quickly gets back to work, the whip coming down on Raynare's nude body again. "As one of my teams, I expect you three to learn to fight as a unit, as someone who has fought you all... you sucked before, get down to the arena, I expect you all to train their daily, even in times of peace. You Fallen have a habit of being predictable and barely training, you are all ancient for fuck's sake, you should all be far stronger than you were when Azazel tossed you to me. It's unacceptable, and as their leader Mittelt, I expect you to make sure they are training and growing stronger. I will accept no excuses." I warn, leadership isn't just fun and games after all.

"I understand! I won't let you down!" she promises quickly, still 'punishing' the moaning and whimpers Raynare.

+10 Affection with Mittelt for giving her a chance to be something other than a minion of a minion [100/100]

Fallen Angel Racial Traits unlocked for Mittelt [100]

[Fallen Angel Physiology (Strengths)] (Passive)

Due to your Fallen Angel traits, you have a natural affinity to Light Magic (all Light Magic spells being more effective and costing less MP), have the ability to communicate in any spoken language with ease,

[Fallen Angel Form] (Active)

Allows you to take on a Fallen Angel Form, growing black wings (the more powerful you are the more pairs you will get), while in this form all Light Magic is far more effective and you will grow stronger (how strong depends on how many wings you have)

Hello there... interesting. Instead of changing races, I can simply temporarily take on a different form... which is very powerful now that I think about it. I have a cunning plan.

"Kala, stop laying around and get over here, I want you riding my dick."

...I have a cunning plan, but I'm busy.

- The Kitchens -

But I'm not!

Cumming in Harriet's mouth, I calmly pull out, stroking her hair as she smiles up at me, cum leaking from her lips as she swallows.

"Watch the treats, the timer will tell you when to take them out." I say calmly, putting my dick away as the maids react to the 'show'. Some are embarrassed, some had been blatantly watching.

"Of course, Master." the one called Emely promises with a deep bow, she's Serena's favourite for her obedience and willingness to serve. She's a suck-up basically and one who turns in her fellow maids for any disobedience or disrespect, reporting them to Serena for 'punishment'. I don't blame her, it's a strategically smart move to secure her position by gaining the trust of one of the mistresses. It hasn't made her any friends, that much is obvious, but they fear Serena too much to do more than scowl at her.

I've actually managed to teach them the Baking Skill, they're only novices compared to my Adept level, but it's still enough for me to leave them to it.

Heading to the privacy of my office (now that the Fallen are busy in the sex dungeon), I strip off and get to work on my brilliant plan.

I need a second identity, but there's always the risk that with people like HYDRA and SHIELD lurking around, they'll discover that any ID's I have Hellfire create are fake.

So... I just need an identity that wouldn't have any paperwork, no links or background for them to dig into, a complete unknown.

What's more unknown than a fallen angel?

First, I need to design my new identity, nice and carefully.

- Back in the Bedroom -

"It isn't going down." Lilith helpfully points out as Ophis glares down at my boner, I believe this is what they call scaroused.

One room over, I'm the powerful incubus bending three fallen to my whims... here I legitimately fear for my dick. Not that I think Ophis will hurt me deliberately... but I fear she'll do damage accidentally.

"The cat mentioned this..." Ophis says coldly. "I can do this." she says simply, lifting herself up and moving forwards slightly as my eyes widen.

As she lowers her petite pussy down, rubbing against the tip of my dick, I reach forwards and hold her in place, getting a confused look, not a glare thankfully.

"Let me help, I have a couple of spells that can help make this easier." I say quickly. "I just need you to trust me." I say hesitantly, not willing to cast even the weakest spell on Ophis without permission. I can predict her... a bit, but she could mistake it as an attack, she was betrayed before after all.

"I do. Cast." Ophis says bluntly, pausing in her attempts to lower herself down.

Smiling at her, I see her lips twitch into a tiny smile before her face goes blank again.

Going slowly, I cast Arouse first, her lower lips growing wet and slick, she's still in her loli dragon form after all, and she is tiny. Anything that makes my passage easier is appreciated, next... Pleasure/Pain conversion. 100% Pleasure, I don't know if this will hurt someone as strong as her... but I'm not taking any chances, and finally... Enhance Feelings, times three this time.

Hell, if I'm really fucking the infinite dragon, I'm making sure she enjoys it.

"There you go, now slowly lower yourself down." I advise, letting her go as my hands roam up to her almost completely flat chest, gently fondling her nipples.

"...okay." she replies after a moment of staring at my hands, before she takes my advice, lowering her body far slower than before. Watching as the tip of my shaft, I smile at her soothingly as her lower lips are slowly spread, the bulbous head ever so slowly vanishing into her immensely tight hole, a frown of concentration on her face.

I almost wish I could make my dick smaller for once, my Incubus form is bigger, but I have no smaller option, and my standard size is still bigger than average... though I can't help but feel if I ever made myself into a shota I'd be suddenly ambushed by Akeno.

I can hear the Ara Ara's already. The terror of a big tiddy onee-san.

Focusing again, I grip her hips and gently guide her down, the head finally pushing into her as a quiet sound leaves her mouth, Lilith still watching very carefully.

Honestly? She's the tightest I've ever had, even with just the tip inside her, the pressure is immense, and as she slowly takes more and more of my dick into her, I have to call on my Incubus side and my own experience to stop myself from cumming.

It's not just her tiny size, no matter what she looks like... she's still a dragon. Her body is deceptively strong, and her pussy is no different, her inner muscles are clenching down on me slightly, and even with that tiny clench, the pressure is insane. Fortunately, she seems to have a better understanding of her power than I thought since she isn't actually squeezing down fully, which would probably be very, very bad.

Could I fix it? Yes. Do I want to go through it? No. No, I do not.

"Mhm." she mumbles while I grip the bedsheets, a strange look on her face as she finally reaches the bottom, fully engulfing me... I shouldn't fit, but I have a funny feeling she's just shape-shifted her insides to make more room.

Staring down at me, I wait to see what she'll do next... before laughing slightly as she grabs another cookie, nibbling on it as she lifts herself up.

Should have known.

It doesn't take very long for her to pull back, so only the head is still inside, and even less time for her to drop back down, taking me to the hilt in one swift move, another small grunt leaving her as she frowns in concentration, still nibbling.

"Is it good?" Lilith asks as she sits next to us, watching the show.

"Mhm. Maybe?" Ophis replies with a confused look, her hips speeding up as I grip the sheets tight enough to tear them, a groan of pleasure leaving me...

All the bards were mistaken, you don't fuck a dragon... the Dragon fucks you. You just have to hang on and hold out. Ophis is inexperienced, but she is very much controlling this encounter as she speeds up to almost dangerous speeds, still calmly reaching back and getting more treats.

Moving my hands back to her hips, I dig my fingers into the soft flesh with a groan.

"...am I doing it right?" she asks after a moment, staring down at me with chocolate around her mouth.

"You're doing great, honey." I ground out, getting that tiny smile again as she speeds up, encouraged by my words.

Oh, fuck me...

- Sex Dungeon -

Ignoring the slightly shaking walls, I send me my prayers. I will remember my sacrifice.

That sentence gave me a headache... and I just face-palmed with the wrong body. Still working out the issues with this.

Thrusting into Mittelt one last time, I let myself cum as I flood her womb with my Incubi seed, I can decide if I want to get her pregnant, so there's no risk as I slowly pull out of the quivering Fallen pussy, my cum leaking from her stretched hole.

She's barely conscious as she slumps forward, falling from her knees onto her front, laying on the floor twitching... I may have gotten carried away. She wasn't ready for an Incubi Eromancer.

Ignoring the fiercely masturbating Kalawarner in one of the hanging cages, she put herself in there when I told her to watch, I walk over to Raynare, still bound on the horse.

"Still with us?" I ask as she looks up at me, still panting slightly.

"I-I am, My God." she says immediately, worship in her eyes... I can even feel the power she's sending to the hub from her fanatical thoughts.

"I didn't want to do this, you know?" I admit, stroking her breasts, healing her wounds with a single spell. "You are loyal, and a single failure isn't enough for you to lose my affection, especially one you couldn't possibly have won." I say calmly undoing her straps and picking her up in a princess carry.

+1 Affection with Raynare for giving her the love of her god [100/100]

[Fanatically Good] – Raynare [50]

You have a way with the fanatics, the cultists and the zealots, both your own and other peoples, finding it easy to gain their trust, affection and obedience.

Fallen Angel Racial Traits already owned, searching for an alternate reward.

White Magic Proficiency Upgraded to [Master] for Raynare [100]

"I-I needed to be punished. I still do." she says quickly, making me smile as I push her hair out of her face, a thin sheen of sweat covering her.

"I know, you still feel guilty after all." I say carrying her over to another side of the room, putting her down and strapping her into a cross frame, her arms and legs spread wide. "Just know, we can stop whenever you want. I've long since forgiven you." I say giving her a light, loving kiss. She really is incredibly loyal, more than perhaps anyone else, and that's made her grow on me quickly.

Grabbing the various toys, I spend a moment setting her up, egg vibrators taped to her nipples, and two large dildos pushed into her ass and pussy, both vibrating rapidly as she moans.

A couple more vibrating eggs being put into place, I give her one last kiss before I move away.

"Kala, your job is to watch her, you don't have to stay here all day but make sure to check on her regularly. I want her hydrated and fed, if she asks to be let go, do so immediately. If not, release her in seventy-two hours." I say setting up the right hourglass and placing it on a table, in full view of Raynare.

"Of course, Master." Kala agrees immediately.

"...Oh, and clean Mittelt up as well. She had a bit more trouble dealing with the enhanced pleasure. From now on, you two take orders from her... unless they contradict my own or you think they would endanger either me or the tower residents." I order calmly, stroking Kala's hair.

The time is getting very close for me to be needed in Nova Roma, and the other two bodies are... busy.

Leaving the fallen to their business, I smirk at the sounds of pleasure leaving the room. Raynare has a long three days ahead of her.

- In the Office -

Well, that's a convenient upgrade to Master. My White Magic will be integral to my fake identity.

On a whim, I make another new spell... Light Spear. It's essentially just a super-Light Arrow... dealing double the damage.

It is slower than my arrow and can only go half the distance, but if anyone gets close to me? It's almost certainly fatal for most humans. A well-struck spear will end the life of any regular human, a lot of the enhanced ones as well.

Which is precisely what I need it to do.

Looking into the mirror, I change my pose a couple of times, looking over my new face and body, five pairs of jet black wings sticking out of my back.

Hmm, focusing for a moment I slowly pull them back until there is only one pair of unnaturally black wings protruding from my back, it's weakened me, but I can pull the other wings back out if I get into a fight I need more power for, as a second form I only have a third of my true power after all.

My Fallen form increases my white magic's power by almost double, in hindsight I realise that my light magic had been weakened by my vampiric and incubus forms, it's obvious looking back, but of course it would be, Vampires and Incubus aren't exactly light magic users, both are even weak to light after all.

Switching from a form weak to light to one that specialises in it makes my white magic far more effective, which is something to keep in mind when I have to fight daddy dearest.

Running a hand through my long white hair, going all the way down to my waist, I smirk to myself. I prefer black hair, but that's precisely why I can't use it in my other identity.

It's the same reason I've made some... very noticeable changes, not least of which is the double-d cup breasts, I have a female form after all, and the more different my fake identity is to Kuro Tepes, the harder it will be to link them. The only trait I kept was my red eyes, but that's a sign on the vampire beneath the Fallen that I can't seem to get rid off, even if I can travel in sunlight in my Fallen form.

I'm... unnaturally beautiful, even by comic book standards, but that's all by design. People are vain and predictable, and a beautiful fallen angel is far more likely to be accepted, even with my plans for 'her'.

I've done my research, and while there aren't that many publicly known female 'supervillains', at least for now, there are some prolific female criminals... and the more beautiful they are, the more support they have from the public, no matter their crimes.

Hell, Black Cat has been spotted a total of three times, and she already has a fan-club in New York. Never mind the valuable artifacts and paintings she's stolen, she's got massive tits and a great ass! That means she can't be that bad.

Beauty is life's easy mode, and Fallen are naturally alluring even without being so carefully designed.

Strangely enough, I can't find myself attractive. My Form is designed to be flawless, on anyone else I'd immediately want them... but I feel nothing looking at my naked body.

It's like looking at a painting, I can admire the work I put into it, acknowledge that it is incredibly beautiful... but I don't feel anything more than that.

I am Saraqiel, a name I picked at random simply trying to make it sound inhuman, a Fallen Angel of Justice... and Vengeance.

At least that's what other people will believe.

I've checked with Isis, Fallen Angels are real in this world, the most well known being Lucifer and Beelzebub... but Yahweh himself is long gone, the Throne of Heaven sits empty, and the real Angels are under the same limitations that Death is, unable to interfere with the mortal realm. The Fallen who survived the war are trapped in hell, so I don't have to worry about them.

This isn't like DxD with Fallen, Angels and Devils wandering the earth however they please, and Death seems to find my plans funny, so I don't have to worry about her either.

Sure, people might not believe me immediately... but magic has been revealed, and soon enough the likes of Thor and Loki will show up, I'm playing the long con, they don't have to believe me immediately... but they will believe.

Now then, time to go and deliver some Vengeance... I know exactly how I want to make my introduction.

Dressing in a simple black robe with golden inlays, I head to the Tower Gate, leaving my realm, flying past my other form that will take the position of King of Nova Roma in the process.

It's late, and at midnight the time-loop breaks, tomorrow I'll need to head back to New York as Kuro.

- Back in the Bedroom -

Having my attention split three-ways is helping me last, distracting me from the intense pleasure, but it's not enough...

As Ophis slams down on me, still calmly eating as she does, I try to keep myself distracted by thinking of unattractive things.

Wilson Fisk in a mankini, Xavier and Magneto banging... Scott Summers?

"Mhm... something's happening." Ophis mumbles, a frown on her face as she tries to work out what she's feeling.

Oh fuck... she's getting tighter...

As a quiet moan leaves her mouth, she tightens down on me just a little bit more, and that is all it takes to push me over the edge, a primal grunt leaving me as I thrust upwards into her, my seed exploding into her, making her eyes widen ever so slightly, her mouth opening into a confused O shape.

"Oh, fuck." I groan out, collapsing into a boneless heap as she looks down at me.

"The cat was right. Better than head-pats." Ophis mumbles, laying down on my chest, not even trying to pull herself off me.

Well... at least she liked it? It was hard to tell, even with my Incubus tricks, she barely reacts to anything after all.

"Better than head-pats? My turn." Lilith adds, making Ophis look at her blankly.

"No. Still my turn." Ophis says, the slightest hint of aggression in her tone, making Lilith back down, a large pout on her face as she grabs a muffin and swallows it in one bite.

Patting Lilith's head soothingly, I stare down into Ophis's eyes, catching the same look she had on her face when I first gave her a cookie.

...I'm not moving from here anytime soon am I?

- Nova Roma -

Heading up to my bedroom, I briefly take a moment to marvel at how quickly I got used to people bowing to me, the simpering slaves, servants and guards barely getting a second glance as I walk through the hallways.

Entering my bedroom, I smirk at the sight of Amara and her friend Seppia waiting for me, both naked as the day they were born.

"My love... we've been waiting for you." Amara says with a sultry smile, her face already flushed.

"It looks like you started without me..." I say with a smirk, shrugging my robe off, revealing my naked body beneath it. I knew they were waiting for me, and I have some time to kill... I've arranged a meeting for much later, past midnight late to be exact, so I have a few hours to kill, and one can't neglect his wife.

"We just wanted to make sure we were ready for you, My King..." Seppia mumbles, her eyes running over my body. "You're as... well endowed as Amara bragged." she says with widening eyes as I start to grow hard, I'm practising calling on some of my Incubus nature, not all of it, just enough to add a couple of inches.

It's actually important, I want to learn to call on specific traits without going full Incubus, so this is genuinely practice.

"Then we can skip the foreplay this time..." I say climbing onto the bed and crawling towards them with a hungry smirk. "So... the only real question, is who's first?"

"Seppia should be first, seeing is believing... but feeling is even better, she doubted my claims about your prowess after all, and it's time to make her a believer." Amara giggles, pinning her friend down. It's not like Seppia's trying to run anyway, but I appreciate the effort.

"Well... we can't be having that." I drawl with a smirk, crawling on top of her, my shaft resting on her stomach, showing her just how far inside her it will go as her eyes widen. "Before we begin... are you sure about this? If we do this... you are mine, and I'm the possessive type." I warn, lining myself up as she bits her lip, before nodding as she visibly braces herself, her wide amber eyes staring up at me.

Casting the pain/pleasure converter on her, I set it to about 75%, she'll feel a little pain, but nothing that bad, and a quick enhance feelings, time two, will make her be overcome with pleasure quickly enough. I take care of my girls after all... and it'll help with my upgrade quest.

Pressing the tip against her slit, I lean down and kiss her gently, taking her mind from her barely hidden worry, I don't need Telepathy to know that she's worried about the size, she's no virgin, but I'm the biggest she's ever had. I have a Racial Advantage, after all.

Pushing forwards, a moan leaves her mouth as she is slowly penetrated by twelve inches of hard dick, inch after inch vanishing into her tight quim.

Twelve is as big as I'll go with normal human women, the Fallen can take bigger, but humans have their limits.

"O-oh... J-Juno..." she moans out, making me pause... do the gods do the Percy Jackson thing where saying their name gets their attention? I am fucking a woman I'm not married to after all... but it's not like I'm cheating since my wife is currently mounting Seppia's face.

Putting it out of my mind, I start thrusting with a smile, hers and Amara's moans filling the room.

I'm sure it'll be fine.

- Meanwhile on Olympus -

With the decline of worship of all Pantheons, the growth of Christianity and rise of Atheism, all the surviving gods had long since started to lose their powers, many Pantheons were on the brink of extinction, hanging onto their divinity by a thread.

It was for this reason that hearing her name spoken gained her undivided attention, where once upon a time it would have been given a glance at best, she could feel the faith in the speaker after all, and her few remaining worshippers could not be lost.

Nova Roma had the protection of Olympus, not because Zeus cared for them, but because they were the biggest source of worship, during that invasion, Ares had almost been sent to deal with the attackers before it became clear it wasn't needed, and the fool who invited the attackers in was rotting in the pits of Tartarus for his crimes, suffering eternally for endangering the Gods of Olympus, even unknowingly. It didn't matter that they used the Roman names, they worshipped Olympus, and that made them valuable.

It was why she was so unsurprised to find her worshipper there as she sent her consciousness towards them, using an old trick that allowed her to... not quite possess her worshipper, but share her senses.

If she'd been worshipped as much as she was in the past, she'd have known better, but honestly, she was bored on Olympus and had been drinking some of Dionysus's wine.

It left her judgement skewed somewhat, and was why she was caught by surprise at the sudden feeling of penetration, a large shaft splitting her apart as her eyes shot open, the hard cock slamming into her as she stared up into the amused red eyes of King Kuro.

If she'd been sober, and not caught Zeus sneaking out shape-shifted into the form of a goose, she might have cancelled the connection immediately... but there was only one reason her beloved husband would turn into an animal, and she was feeling bitter and resentful. Despite the paintings of her as a boring looking woman, something that only happened due to an act of spite from Aphrodite, she was as beautiful as any other Goddess, and her 'beloved' husband still ran off to stick his dick into whatever mortal he saw first.

...was it because she wouldn't lay with him when he was in an animal form? The man had issues.

She wasn't cheating, she was just making sure her worshipper was unharmed, her faith unbroken.

That was all.

- Later -

+15 Affection with Hera Argeia for fucking her into a drunken coma [25/100]

What.

No, really. What?

Using Observe on both sleeping girls, I find... nothing out of the ordinary, Seppia and Amara are who they say they are, no goddesses in disguise.

I... I think it's better I pretend I didn't see that, lest a lightning bolt smites me next time I go outside.

Putting my robe back on, I leave the girls sleeping, casting a quick Clean on both of them, things got... messy after all.

I have a meeting to get to after all.

Heading through the palace swiftly, I reach the room my guests are waiting for me, entering the throne room and taking my seat in the dark room easily, looking over the three women kneeling by the throne.

For once, I didn't call them here for sex. One of them isn't even in my harem.

"Ilithyia... Lucretia... Tertulla. I imagine you are wondering why I have summoned you." I start, looking over them calmly. "As you have no doubt realised... I'm not entirely human. I am a Vampire, an Immortal creature." I admit readily, they are all under my control enough for me not to worry.

"Do you require our blood, my God?" Tertulla asked immediately, moving her hair to reveal her pale neck.

"Not... exactly. I can share my immortality, and you three have been chosen for this gift. I won't make you full vampires, the sunlight would be a problem for you after all, but you will be stronger, faster and more powerful than any other human." I explain calmly, as my Thralls they'll be able to move in sunlight, and the only blood they'll need is mine. "I realise that forfeiting your humanity is not an easy thing, so this is entirely optional. If you do not want this gift, you are free to leave, there will be no punishment or judgement, I only ask that you do not share what you learnt here today."

"I will accept any gift from you, My God." Tertulla swears, no hesitation in her eyes, no greed either, she's simply overjoyed to accept any gift from her God.

"If that is what you desire... I accept, your Majesty." Ilithyia trails off, more hesitant but too well trained to decline.

"As will I, My God." Lucretia immediately joins in, greed in both her tone and eyes. She's less fanatical than Tertulla... but the idea of gaining great power hooked her immediately. Immortality is not a gift she would ever turn down, no matter the price.

"Wonderful... Tertulla, approach." I order, watching her crawl to my throne with a barely restrained sigh. I meant to get up and walk but whatever, you do you, I guess.

As she kneels directly in front of me, I wonder what her husband thinks of her utter obedience towards me, she'd do anything I ordered without a moment of hesitation,

Creating a dagger made of light, I calmly slice my index finger, a deep cut that bleeds heavily and hold my hand out in front of her face, the tip of my finger prodding her pouty lips.

"Open wide, drink my potent blood." I order, sliding my finger into her mouth as she immediately obeys, closing her mouth around it as she sucks, her tongue swirling around my finger as she stares up at me in worship and adoration.

Activating my skill, I create my first ever thrall. She doesn't change in appearance, she isn't a vampire after all, but her body grows... powerful, not vampire strong, but certainly above even the strongest baseline human.

This soft noblewoman could win the Olympics tomorrow with no training, such is the power of a Vampires Thrall.

Pulling my finger back, I watch as she gasps, looking down at herself.

"I feel so... powerful." she mumbles, clenching her fists, it is something of a rush, the flood of power through your veins.

"Stand." I order, getting her immediate obedience, pausing for a moment, I pull her onto the throne, getting her to sit on the arm, leaning against me. "Ilithyia.. you next." I order, making her slowly approach, far less eager than Tertulla but still obedient.

Sticking my hand out, she pauses for a moment before she does the same, taking the still bleeding finger into her mouth, sucking on it gently.

After a moment, she pulls back with a gasp, her eyes flooded with pleasure. My blood is like a drug to mortals, they can't turn into a Thrall without me actively turning them, but even still, my blood is better than any mortal drug.

[Royal Relations] - Ilithyia Aquilla [50]

Royalty find you... intriguing, whether you are a peasant, knight, noble or fellow Royal, they're drawn to you, allowing you to gain Affection and Obedience with them faster

"Rise." I order, moving her onto the other arm of the throne. I just like the image of a Vampire Lord sitting on a throne surrounded by his thralls. Sue me, Ilithyia leans against me without me needing to make her, my free hand groping her ass.

Lucretia is practically holding herself back at this point, waiting for her turn.

"Lucretia, come here." I order, no point wasting time.

As she rushes towards me, I smirk, offering my hand without a word.

She doesn't need one, nor any orders as she latches onto it, sucking and licking the source of immortality with hunger. Turning her, I smirk to myself as she too gasps, my wound healing with a burst of white magic.

"Lucretia... stay on your knees, you aren't quite done sucking yet." I say with a smirk, one she returns immediately, her hands coming to my robe as my hand moves around Tertulla, moving to her ass. It is no surprise that she puts up no fight, too loyal to even consider refusing me despite her married status.

Well, I didn't call them here... just for sex.

I'm an Incubus, what do you expect?

- The Streets of New York -

Gutting the final thug with his dagger, he slumped against the wall, holding in a pained grunt.

Three bullet wounds, he was getting sloppy, these Kingpin fucks shouldn't have stood a chance against him.

As a wave of bright light struck him, he watched in shock and confusion as the wounds simply... vanished, the pain disappearing immediately as he grabbed his pistol from the floor, looking around rapidly.

Looking up, he had to pause in utter bafflement as a winged figure floated down, a pillar of warm golden light giving her an ethereal and otherworldly appearance in comparison to the dark, graffiti-covered alleyway, two giant jet black wings spread wide.

She was... flawless, her skin pale and unmarred, she looked more like a painting than a person.

"Be at peace, Francis Castle, I mean you no harm." she said with a smile, her voice as otherworldly as the rest of her as it seemingly echoed through his head.

"The fuck do you want?" he growled, aiming the gun at her head. He wasn't going to be stopped, he certainly wasn't going to be at fucking peace. He had a job to do.

"To help you and to give you a gift.. and a promise." she said warmly, uncaring of the gun aimed at her head.

"Not here to tell me to stop my crusade?" he scoffed, lowering the gun slightly, if she was that unconcerned, it probably wouldn't do anything. If she tried anything, he'd happily test that out though.

"I'm not that kind of Angel. I am Saraqiel, Angel of Justice and Vengeance, why would I stop a quest for Vengeance? Why would I stop you from delivering Justice onto these corrupted beings?" she asked calmly.

"Then what do you want?" he growled, still keeping his guard up.

"As I said, to help you... and return to you the hope you have lost." she replied with a warm smile, before she suddenly raised her hand, three small pillars of light falling in between them as three spectral forms descended from the sky.

As they reached his level, his pistol fell from his hand, a choked sob leaving him as his wife and daughter stared at him.

"M-Maria?! Frankie? Lisa?" he asked, seeing them smile at him, as tearful as he was. He didn't know how long they stared at each other before they started to fade, vanishing into thin air.

"I can't let them communicate with the living, not yet. I lack the power." the angel admitted. "But in time, I will be able to do so much more... even return them to the land of the living, but I require your help." she admitted as he locked his eyes onto hers.

"If this is a trick..." he started, his voice breaking slightly as she gave him a sad smile, sympathy in her eyes.

"It is no trick... I swear on my Father's name." Saraqiel promised calmly.

"Then... then what do I have to do?" he asked immediately.

"Become my Agent, a weapon of Vengeance righting the wrongs of this world. With each act of Vengeance, my power will grow, and in time I will have the strength to return your family to you." Saraqiel swore, the light around her intensifying.

"...I'm in, just point me in the right direction."

- Bonus Scene – Spy Games -

"I'm sorry, can you repeat that? Start from the beginning." her boss ordered with a frown, a mixture of anger, shock and begrudging respect hidden in his tone, but she'd gotten very good at reading him.

"H.Y.D.R.A made an assault on the hidden city of Nova Roma, we are unsure what they hoped to achieve, but signs point to them wanting to kidnap Potential Asset Kuro Tepes, codenamed the Black Traveller. Intel suggests that Tepes has recently married the Observation Target Amara Aquilla, Princess of Nova Roma and the Mutant known as Magma, and is now the King of Nova Roma. The former king attempted to cause a rebellion to get his throne back, and H.Y.D.R.A offered their assistance, the rebellion and the H.Y.D.R.A infiltrators were dealt with quickly by the Black Traveller." Maria Hill explained, her tone completely professional as Nick Fury stared at her with an almost black expression, before he held out his hand.

Knowing what he wanted without needing orders, she passed the report she had complied on this latest incident. S.H.I.E.L.D kept a close eye on all the 'hidden kingdoms', at least all the ones they knew of, but Nova Roma had been deemed a minimal threat, and only a single agent was embedded in their society.

Flipping through the report carefully, Fury paused as he reached the intel on the H.Y.D.R.A agents who head participated, recognising the corpse of their leader. Tomi Shishido, code-named Gorgon, a high ranking agent in H.Y.D.R.A. With his power to turn anyone he made eye-contact with to stone, he'd been a painful thorn in S.H.I.E.L.D's side and was responsible for the deaths of dozens of his agents. He'd sent Romanoff to deal with him before, but the fight had ended in a stalemate, even with a pair of goggles made to negate his ability. She'd been forced to retreat after he started using his sword, and by the time reinforcements arrived he was gone, the base emptied of any and all intel.

Seeing the man's mangled corpse was more than a little satisfying, the two puncture marks on his neck making him frown in thought, Dracula had become active again, and he had a suspicion he knew exactly what the ancient immortal came to America for. One H.Y.D.R.A elite out of the fight would let him reassign the forces he had trying to counter Gorgon, putting them to better use. Still... H.Y.D.R.A wanted him so much they sent one of their best? The Strucker twins were far less of a threat, but they were still fairly high ranking, if only for their connection with their father. The surviving twin would be far less of a danger without her brother, they knew how her powers worked.

All in all, it would let them start to push things more in S.H.I.E.L.D's favour, turning the tide, if only a little.

It also told him something vital... Tepes was far stronger than predicted, he'd been going for a slow recruitment, so he didn't alienate Tepes by being too forceful and upfront... but it had backfired. He'd thought he'd had more time before he started to really gain power, allowing him to recruit him while he was still weak... he'd have to speed things up before he got too strong to be recruited.

He probably had Dracula to thank for Kuro's sudden increase in power, which made his new powers somewhat predictable at least.

He'd have to change Romanoff's orders and speed up the time-table somewhat.

And he had to deal with Stark's return... and that Hammer that had landed in New Mexico.

Oh, and stop Ross from making the Hulk go berserk in Rio de Janeiro.

...and fight H.Y.D.R.A.