Realm Walker Omnibus

by Erik Weir

  Luka’s head bobbed as she kneeled to the ground. Victor fought the urge to come, knowing afterwards she was going to kill him. Thoughts flowed to Lily and the slyths, hoping they started their plan for escape and remembered to get him while they were at it. The moans grew louder and louder, the primal urge for release pushing on Victor’s willpower.

  “Dammit,” Victor croaked as the needs reached the tipping point.

  Screeches vibrated through the air. Luka pulled away, dagger at the ready and eyes searching.

  “I really hope that’s the sound of friends,” Victor mentally said to himself as the screeches grew closer.

  Twelve

  The night filled with screeches. Lily and the slyths huddled together in the tent as loud screeches drew closer. The shadows outside moved, the murmur dying down and bodies moving in confused silence.

  “Our allies are coming,” Hisk whispered. “Once they come, stay at our side.”

  “I have to save Victor,” Lily stated.

  The slyth nodded, opened her mouth and licked the inside of her hand. Lily watched as the slyth rubbed her wet, scaled hand against the succubus’s neck. Unsure what was happening, she simply gazed at the lizard woman.

  “It will mark you safe,” Hisk hissed.

  Lily shook her head, “I’ll be safe, but Victor will not. I’ll go to him and hopefully we can find each other afterwards.”

  Two slyths touched their clawed hands to Hisk’s shoulders. The third one made a small, sad sound. Hisk looked to her companions and then turned her attention to Lily.

  “It would be wrong to abandon a lover to the enemy. We will go with you,” Hisk smiled.

  Lily returned her smile when the screeches grew louder. A moment later, shouts and screams filled the night.

  “Our allies are here,” Hisk said before rising to her clawed feet, stone dagger in hand.

  ***

  Luka was up and moving to the edge of her tent. Pulling the flap aside, the tribal leader’s eyes took in the chaos before her. Raptor like beasts launched from the darkness and into the fire light, screeches echoing as they charged, biting and clawing anything in their path. Dozens entered the camp, chasing down savages as they tried to regroup. Spears stabbed into flesh as raptors pushed on, their shrill cries sending a cold shiver down spines.

  Luka jumped into the fray, a high whistle blasting from her lips. Dagger in hand, she rushed a raptor as it clawed and ripped flesh from a cooling body. Charging, she rammed the dagger point into the creature’s neck again and again in a savage display of power. The raptor tried to flee but the strong leader wrapped an arm around the creature’s neck and held it close, stabbing repeatedly until the light died in its eyes.

  Victor sighed as he knew now was his chance. Spending a point of Will, feeling returned to his body as he forced himself up and to his feet. Time running out, the elemental blade slipped into his hand as he moved to the tent opening. Will power was the only thing keeping him up as he stepped out into the fray. Eyes drinking in the spectacle, he couldn’t believe he was watching actual raptors attacking the savages. Luka and many of her people counter attacked, spilling raptor blood as many people were cut down by claws and teeth.

  Through the chaos, Lily and the slyths pushed, knocking aside or stabbing any savages in their way. The succubus’s gaze caught Victor standing at the tent edge, her movements turning into a whirlwind as she knocked away any bodies that stood in her way.

  Victor began marching, the sword in his hand heavy. The power of the sphere began to wane and the Blade felt weaker with every step. Doubt clawed at his heart as the insanity played on. With the distance and feeling weaker by the second, he wouldn’t make it before collapsing. Pain crawled back into his senses as screams and the sounds of fighting carried on. A loud bellow filled the camp and Victor could barely believe what he was seeing.

  A woolly mammoth crashed through the trees, charging and stomping raptors to broken paste. Logic burned away to disbelief as a small herd of mammoths rampaged through the camp, lashing out with trunks and massive tusks. Several raptors leapt onto a mammoth, driving their foot claws into the creature’s side. A trunk coiled around a raptor, lifted it up and slammed it down into the ground, dust and debris flying up.

  Victor was frozen, seeing the mammoths fight like giants against the raptors. The creatures looked like the stuff he read in school but they were different. The mammoth’s hair was shorter and the raptors were bigger than those he remembered from books he read. It was a tsunami of madness as people, mammoths, and raptors fought each other in a frenzy of carnage.

  Will power giving out, Victor fell to his knees, elemental sword sliding back into his wrist. The power of influence faded and darkness touched the edges of his vision. Unable to do more than witness, the Blade swayed on his knees. Lily rushed through the chaos, yelling to Victor. The Blade tried to speak, but his mouth and voice wouldn’t work. Falling forward, darkness closed in, the last sight he saw was Lily’s open arms as monsters and people fought in the background, blood and firelight painting the world.

  ***

  A dark world opened up to blinking eyes. Victor felt his body being dragged, feet sliding along the ground. Lifting his head, two slyths held him under his arms, pulling him along as his legs slid uselessly behind him. Straining through waves of weakness, the Blade managed to pick up his feet and move under his own power. The slyths noticed that Victor was walking on his own and slowed their pace so he had an easier time.

  Lily and Hisk looked back as they led the small group through the thick night-time jungle. The two slyths helping Victor made some gentle coos before pressing their heads to his neck. The Blade was surprised as they seemed to snuggle him as they walked. Despite the warmth from the two lizard women, Victor uncoupled his arms and walked along.

  “We don’t have far,” Hisk whispered.

  Lily slowed down, moving to Victor’s side as he rubbed his head. The Blade felt better, but his body was a little weak. The Blade assumed Lily healed him, but a deep weakness sank into his muscles. Using his spheres of influence seemed to have a draining effect on his entire body. Making a note of it, the Blade knew he had to be a little more careful when he used his abilities.

  “Once we rest, the waves of weakness should subside,” Lily said in a low voice as he brushed away thick vines out of her way.

  “I assume our new friends called the raptors,” Victor said with lightness in his tone, happy to be out of the savage’s camp.

  The succubus nodded. “When our captors were shouting for your demise, it created a distraction long enough for Hisk to summon their allies.”

  “Did you know I won, against three big guys no less,” Victor smirked.

  “I heard yelling before I felt you fall to your knees,” Lily returned his smirk with an amused smile.

  “You can feel me,” Victor asked with genuine curiosity.

  The succubus nodded again. “You will feel it too, as the bond between us grows.”

  “I feel like I’m just scratching the surface of what we can do.”

  Lily looked ahead, “We are. Cassandra has told me of great deeds Blades and Shields have performed over the millennia. When Vala returns, we will bring love and healing back to the realms.”

  Victor nodded before memories of the battle splashed into his mind. “I don’t mean to change the subject but how can raptors and mammoths be here at the same time? Back on earth, they appeared at different times through history, never living together.”

  Lily shook her head, “You cannot compare the realms to what happened from your realm. The Tempest Realm if a chaotic and savage place not only on the lands and seas but through the very fabric between worlds. Portals open all the time here, ejecting or sucking in beings from all across time and space. It’s why the people haven’t progressed beyond simple lives because the realm destroys order.”

  Victor looked ahead, “Sounds like Land of the Lost.”

  “Something from your home realm? Yo
u have lands that are lost?”

  The Blade shook his head and tried to hold back a smile, failing, “Too long to explain. Right now, I feel like I need to lie down.”

  Hisk moved to low hanging, thick leaves and pulled them aside. Victor and Lily looked past the slyth, seeing a small mountain and a cave entrance. Happy hisses flowed from the three slyths behind the Blade and Shield before they rushed ahead. Hisk walked slowly into the clearing as her fellow slyths rushed into the cave.

  The slyth slowed until she was beside Victor and Lily as they drew closer to the entrance. “This is a secret place. We should be safe here.”

  The three stepped to the darkened entrance. Hisk walked without fear into the inky darkness. Victor and Lily followed. Sparks fired off further in the cave before a flame took. Firelight grew as one of the slyths pushed more kindling to the tiny flames. The other two slyths pulled furs from cave crevices. Beyond them, toward the back was a large fur covering something. Hisk moved past them all and took hold of the blanket of fur, pulling it away.

  Victor and Lily stopped, eyes drinking in the crude statue of a woman in a long, flowing robe. The bottom of her face was visible but shadows covered her eyes. Hands were out as if to take another’s hand and a symbol of a crescent moon was carved into the base. The work was descent, Victor thought, but cracks ran in patches along the stone robe and several fingers were missing, long broken off.

  Hisk looked up to the statue with warm, slitted eyes, “One of the few remaining holy places of Vala. Some of my people have kept this place safe for many generations. Your arrival has signaled her return and as loyal acolytes, we serve her will.”

  The fire grew and chased away the coolness of the cave. Light touched the walls and Victor could see the chamber, carvings and paintings taking up the walls. The scent of burning wood chased away the musty air, filling it with a welcoming warmth. Victor turned and saw that Yex, Hox and Rhass had laid out thick furs across a large section of the cave floor.

  Hisk moved to Lily, taking the succubus’s hands into hers. “If you didn’t arrive, we would have been tortured and killed. We cannot thank you enough.”

  “I helped,” Victor said with an amused edge.

  Hisk let go of Lily and stood before Victor, eyes filled with a burning fire. “You have, Lust Blade. For that, you and your Shield have earned Vala’s favor from us. We know Vala’s dreams and visions. We know she chose us to carry her power and love until the time was right. Tonight, we bask in her glory.”

  Victor’s face remained neutral as Hisk began to pull off her top. The slyth smiled as firm green breasts bounced before the Blade. Dark green nipples stood on their own, tiny against breasts slightly larger than a handful. Victor glanced back to see the other three slyths begin to undress, removing what little clothing they had. A stark hunger filled the cave, blending with the fire’s warmth and the serene, invisible glow of Vala’s statue.

  A hazy warmth washed over Victor. Knowing the connection of Vala’s acolytes to him caused his heart to quicken. Scaled hands wrapped around him, taking hold of his clothes and pulled them off. Lily watched, her own hunger rising as the naked slyths undressed the man among them, pressing their heads to his body.

  Hisk stepped closer, taking hold of Victor’s neck and kissing him. The Blade’s mouth opened, Hisk’s pointed tongue snaking into his mouth while clawed hands ran down his chest. The mood grew hot as Victor was quickly lost to its embrace. Weakness still filled his body, but even that could not deny his near supernatural needs. It burned, stoking his own fire and blood rushing to his member.

  Lily stepped in close, eyes taking an almost innocent edge before her hands ran down Hisk’s curves. Victor watched her as the innocence turned into a hunger of her own, a need to replenish her energy and take what she wanted. Hisk hissed her approval, pale purple hands running along smooth green skin. The slyth gasped as fingers touched her hairless slit, massaging wet lips open. Another hand grabbed a full breast, fingers pinching a sensitive nipple.

  Clawed hands grabbed at Victor, pulling him down. The three slyths around him forced the Blade onto his back, comfortable furs underneath. The glow in the cavern relaxed spent muscles, but Victor noticed he was standing at full attention. Yex licked her serpent lips as she knelt down between his legs, taking hold of Victor’s cock and slathering her tongue along the shaft.

  Bliss pulsed as Hox and Rhass pressed their bodies to either side of the Blade, hands running along his chest and stomach. Not far away, Hisk and Lily sank down to their knees. The slyth moaned as Lily held her close, fingers playing Hisk like a musical instrument. The succubus moaned her delight, fingering and caressing the lizard woman.

  Hox stared into Victor eyes, “Victor, please kiss me.”

  The Blade smiled through the clouds of bliss and Yex continued to suck and slather along his rigid member. Giving a gentle nod, he thought the slyth would move in for a kiss. Eyebrow rising, the Blade watched as Hox crawled up, thick green thighs at each side of his head. Settling down, the slyth smiled as she pressed her pink slit to Victor’s mouth. Instinct took hold as Victor’s tongue slipped in, running along inviting wetness.

  Moans grew louder, singing to intimate touches. Yex engulfed Victor’s cock, gently suckling as her head bobbed up and down. Rhass ran her hands over Victor and Hox while Hox moved her hips to Victor’s tongue. Hisk was first to gasp loudly, her body shuddering as Lily abused the slyth’s clit.

  For a moment, Victor worried that maybe he could not satisfy all the acolytes but the more Yex sucked his veiny member, the more that feeling fell away. A power reached from the void, caressing his spirit and Victor let it take hold. Vala made him her Champion and he knew he would carry out her will. Ecstasy rose to a thunderous applause as his cock thickened in Yex’s mouth. The slyth bobbed faster, tongue pressing Victor’s cock to the roof of her mouth. The first drop of come caused the slyth to hum her delight. A short moment later, spurts of come splashed against her throat. Yex moaned loudly, her heart opening and power spilling out.

  Victor grunted as energy burned from his heart. Senses dazzled; he felt the acolyte’s power merge with his body. The orgasm lasted much longer then he thought possible and as his wits slowly returned to him, Rhass was over his hips, taking hold of his still hard cock and impaling herself. Tight wetness slid down and Victor found himself able to keep going. Licking Hox and playing with her clit, the slyth moaned, her short tail slapping Victor’s chest as she increased the tempo. Bent forward, she gasped again and again as the Blade licked her just right, sending her into orgasmic frenzy. Victor looked up with his mouth full, the slyths breasts hanging over him and her eyes closed. A small cry and Hox’s wetness spilled into Victor’s waiting open mouth. The Blade noticed the change in taste as he drank down her lust. Hox peered down with sultry eyes, moving her slit and clit to his tongue, milking every last drop of pleasure.

  Hisk pushed Lily’s arms away, turned and took hold of the succubus. Pulling her to the furs next to Victor, the slyth pushed open Lily’s thighs before burying her small snout between the demon’s legs. Lily gave a sultry moan as the slyth’s long tongue played with her dripping valley.

  The succubus grew comfortable as Hisk continued her masterful playing. Red eyes opened slightly as a strong hand clasped onto hers. Lily looked over to Hox pulling away and Yex slithering over to take her place. Victor looked to Lily, warmth in his eyes as he squeezed her hand. For a short moment, their spirits connected before Yex sat on the Blade’s face, cooing for more.

  The intimate storm flowed as bodies moved; a man and a demon still holding hands with fingers gently caressing each other in bliss.

  ***

  Hisk cried out as Victor drove his cock from behind. The slyth was on all fours, tail to the side as the Blade held her scaly hips and pushed to the hilt. Cock thickening, the slyth shuddered and hissed before hot come filled her thin, tight space. Victor grunted as she squeezed him, milking his cock of every last drop. Around them, Lily and the
slyths lay about, exhausted and half asleep.

  Hisk collapsed onto her stomach, come leaking from her womanhood. Victor swayed before his eyes saw a small space between bodies and fell a moment later. Lily and Hisk snuggled to the Blade as Yex, Hox and Rhass surrounded them, lazy eyes barely staying open.

  The bonding took hours; Victor wondering if his cock would ever work again after all they went through. Sweat and the scent of sex filled the cave with a loving perfume. The Blade wanted nothing more than to go to sleep but a different energy flowed in his mind. Calling up his stats, excitement pushed at his heart.

  Victor Hobbs

  Acolytes Unlocked- 7/77

  Divine Orbs- 5

  Spheres of Influence

  Str (Gaia)- 2

  Con (Nano)- 1

  Int (Abyss)- 1

  Will (Holy)- 1

  Wis (Mind)- 1

  Cha (Shadow)- 2

  Swords

  Iron Sword

  Elemental Sword

  Sphere Abilities/Powers

  Mind

  Speak/Read/Write Languages

  Gaia

  Nano

  Shadow

  Holy

  Abyss

  Victor opened his mind and heart to the Tempest Realm. Energies flowed toward him, hooking onto his spirit, waiting for his command. Knowing he can only gain a power or ability while in a realm, Victor allowed the powers to enter as he mentally released two divine orbs.

  Invisible energy surged, penetrating every muscle in his body. Victor’s eyes widened as the sphere of Gaia touched him, power bleeding and cementing into his soul. Ghostly words floated in his vision as the power faded away.

  You have gained Increased Strength and Speed!

  Victor smiled as the words faded away and the number 2 floated before his eyes. The Blade looked at his stats, deciding where to spend the two points. Thinking back to the fight with Trio, Victor knew he used most of his influence to just stay in the fight. Despite being at the beginning of his crusade, he had to be careful how he assigned his abilities. Strength helped but Constitution and Will kept him in the fight longer. Silently nodding to himself, he spent a point on each stat.