Realm Walker Omnibus

by Erik Weir

  Victor let out a sigh, Lily at his side and snuggling to him. The three warp spawn closed in around them, hands and lips touching flesh. The Blade eased into the embrace, black thoughts stabbing at the back of his mind. Vonn slinked closer, her lips to Victor’s ear.

  “Beware the darkness within you. It seeks your pain,” Vonn said in a light whisper.

  Before Victor could ask what she meant, lips pressed against his mouth, tongues dancing to the gentle flicker of lantern light in the room.

  Eighteen

  Muscles ached as low moans sang on. Vonn let out another gasp as Victor drove his manhood deep within her. Tentacles curled around tired muscles and the warp spawn’s breasts bounced with each deep thrust. The Blade carried on, his body crying out for rest and release. Urges pushed him beyond his breaking point, caught in the lustful desires of the sensual warp spawn as she held him close.

  Lily, Yimer and Caasa lay in a tangle of bodies taking up the middle and left side of the large bed. Victor and Vonn carried on, hips and bodies moving to a sensual rhythm of their combined songs. Victor lamented on how his body betrayed him to the wanting advances of the warp spawn. Vonn could not contain her infectious enthusiasm. Each time white seed spurted from the Blade’s manhood, Vonn was eager to raise his spent member from its sleep to continue with further embraces. Even Lily’s demonic needs were pushed to the limit, the succubus passing out along with Yimer and Caasa as they made her come dozens of times.

  The group screamed, gasped, and moaned as bodies writhed, stuck in a loop of bliss. Victor wanted nothing more than to pass out with Lily, but Vonn wanted more and the Blade thought it rude to turn her down. Hips thrusting and thick inches spearing her pink slit, the Blade let out a grunting moan. Vonn held Victor close, her body shuddering again as ecstasy bloomed between them.

  Victor let out another tired groan, muscles burning. Slipping from the warp spawn, the Blade fell to the spawn’s right side, face buried in a pillow. Vonn turned Victor on his side and snuggled close, pale hand running through his hair. Victor lay on his side, enjoying Vonn’s warmth in the afterglow.

  “What did you mean…before we started,” Victor said in a hushed whisper as he looked up into Vonn’s black eyes.

  The warp spawn held him as she looked down to his bright green eyes. “My people can see many spectrums of reality. I see something deep within you and it has me concerned.”

  A black tentacle slipped down from the bed, across the small distance to the nearby nightstand. The end coiled around the handle to the drawer and opened it. Victor was lost to Vonn’s beauty and didn’t what was happening until the tentacle came up, leather bound book in hand.

  “When you sleep, you will return to Vala’s realm. I want you to take this gift,” Vonn said as she handed the book to Victor.

  The Blade grabbed it with one hand and holding it, eyes growing heavier with each passing moment. “The book from Blurgg’s shop, I thought this was for you?”

  Vonn shook her head, “Vala asked me to find the book and give it to you in one of my dreams. She wants you to have it. It has many recipes and cures for a cornucopia of maladies across all the realms. It is a prized book to have for occasions where Vala’s light cannot heal the mind.”

  Victor nodded as he held the book to his chest between them. “Will you come to Vala’s realm someday?”

  Vonn gave the Blade a kind smile, “When we have gathered more of our number so we can help bring Vala to the realms once again.”

  Sleep whispered and Victor found it harder and harder to fight it off. The warmth of Vonn and the touch of naked bodies sang its siren song. Eyes heavy, the Blade wanted to kiss the enigmatic warp spawn again but his body refused to move. Lids closing, the darkness touched his spirit and mists flowed into his mind.

  “I will keep the lantern burning for your return,” Vonn smiled.

  “Thank…,” Victor began before the mists in his mind took hold and he drifted away.

  Victor felt weightless as his body turned. Eyes opening, he was in a sea of foggy mists. The pull of Vala’s realm pulled at his senses. Boots touching solid ground he walked, head turning to see if Lily was in the mists with him. Not seeing her, he continued on, walking the invisible path to Luna Springs.

  Several minutes passed and the Blade’s eyebrow went up. It never took this long to reach Luna Springs. Looking down at the book in his hand, he wondered if there was some kind of delay because of the book. The Blade quickly shook his head, knowing they brought their things with them before and it never caused a problem.

  Maybe the book is magical?

  Victor shrugged to himself as he walked. He didn’t begin to understand how realm walking truly worked but it seemed pretty consistent. The mists rolled on and the Blade soon found it very boring, wondering when he would reach his new home realm.

  A shadow loomed out of the white mists. Victor turned to see something tall and lanky walk easily through the thick fog. Elemental sword sliding out of his wrist and into his palm, the Blade checked his stats and saw that they were all recovered. Taking a stance, he watched as the tall shadow emerged from the fog and stopped before Victor.

  The creature was humanoid in shape, tall with lanky arms and legs. Leaves wrapped around hips and covering its manhood as it stood before the smaller Victor. Lean muscles and T shaped shoulders loomed over the Blade as a green, goatish beard covered its jaw, chin, and mustache. Black eyes looked down on Victor as stag antlers graced the tall man’s bald head. Victor readied himself for an attack, sword up and at the ready.

  The tall man with antlers smiled before letting out a long, deep laugh. The air vibrated from the tall man’s laughter, sending rippling currents through Victor’s body. Confusion took root as the Blade readied to spend a wisdom point to ignite his elemental sword.

  “I doubt your sword will do much to me. You are welcomed to try but if you strike me then I will be able to strike you in return,” the man said with an amused gaze.

  Victor held himself at the ready but did not advance.

  The green bearded man smiled. “Smart decision, Vala chose well.”

  “I can assume you’re the one making this trip home longer than it should be.”

  The man nodded. “I wanted a moment to talk to Vala’s Champion. It has been a long time since I’ve seen one and I wanted to enjoy the novelty of it. As you may have guessed, I am Baaldir, God of the Hunt.”

  Victor’s brow sharpened. “Yea, I did figure that out. You have been sending your zealots to break or kill me. You can understand why I’m not thrilled to see you.”

  Baaldir kept his smile. “War and power are often at odds with desires but sometimes they come together. I will not apologize for my directives for there is a divine purpose to them. But for now, I wished to speak on matters that must be discussed.”

  “I doubt anything you have to say will be in anyone’s best interest but your own,” Victor said with a hard edge.

  “Take it for what it is, words on the wind. We stand at a crossroads and I am giving you this one chance to change the realms for the better. Vala was slain a long time ago but it wasn’t out of power…it was because of fear. She had grown too powerful and the Gods and Goddesses of the realms came together to end her power before it consumed all.

  “Since she has chosen you as her first Champion in eons, you have taken a celebrity status among the realm’s pantheon. Many have remained quiet, but some of us are not happy with what you’re trying to accomplish.”

  “Put it in the suggestion box and go fuck yourself. I don’t normally like to get pissed, but you assholes have been trying to kill me, my friends, and you kidnapped my cousin to serve you. Anything you say will not change my mind. I am Vala’s Champion and you bet your ass she is going to return,” Victor said with contempt.

  Baaldir nodded his head, pinpoints of light emerging along his black eyes like stars in the night. “I admire your dedication. I am angry with myself for not seeing it sooner and bringing you to my
side. When you die, you will have an honorable death and your story will carry along my followers for generations.”

  Baaldir took a step closer and Victor brought up his sword.

  The god’s smile faded as a serious expression filled his demeanor. “Do not misunderstand me, you will die as long as you continue on Vala’s crusade. She manipulates you from the grave but your death will silence her for a time, long enough to take her remains and release them to a deepest black hole I can find.

  “Her power has sparked and because of it, I cannot touch it until all her Champions and followers are slain. My followers had undertaken such work before and now they thirst to do it again.”

  Baaldir turned his antler covered head to the mist, as if looking at a faraway scene. “The laws that bind Gods and Goddesses are we cannot directly interfere in the meddling of realms…we can only influence. Our religions, cults, and schools allow for our will to be carried out. There are ways to influence many to action…through dreams and worship as I’m sure you have seen and felt from your goddess.”

  “Is there a point? I have a lot of work to do,” Victor said with a sarcastic edge.

  Baaldir turned his attention to the divine mortal. “Higher powers can manipulate others and sometimes even we can be manipulated. Vala whispered to me in my own dreams, telling me she was returning. Your goddess influenced me to spread out my power to find you and put a stop to you.”

  Baaldir’s starry eyes turned stormy and cloudy, “A sliver of my influence touched a damaged mind in the Earth Realm and I sent that soul to kill you. Little did I know at the time, it was Vala who duped me into action. She needed you and she needed to motivate you, otherwise you would be home, living your life without a care.”

  Victor let a smirk appear, “Sounds like she got the better of you, my kind of woman.”

  Baaldir’s expression soured as he glared at the Blade.

  Victor continued, “I don’t know why you’re trying to make it seem like we’re bros so I can come over to your side? She may have influenced you, but it was your influence that pulled the trigger. I don’t know what cosmic hate you and the rest of the pantheon may have, but I know Vala was wronged. She chose me and I’m going to fight for her until she returns.”

  Baaldir’s glare eased into sad knowing. “You do not understand the path you are on, but it doesn’t matter in the scheme of the universe. She will not awaken. She will not return to her former glory. You follow a fool’s quest.”

  Victor let his sword slid back into his wrist as he looked up to the god. “Then we agree to disagree. Are we finished?”

  Baaldir’s eyebrow rose, “When the pain and torment become too much, even for you, know this, I will be there as a means to return you to your home. If you accept such a gift, I will also return your cousin and his dogs with no ill effects. All you must do is enter the mists and call to me. I will take your request and send you home to live a full, long life.”

  The storms in his eyes grew in intensity as the brow slid back into place. “But if you reject my offer and stay to this foolish crusade, my followers will hunt you down and devour every shred of flesh and bone. Once they are finished, they will consume every follower, lover and friend you have made in the realms until none can remember Vala ever existed. Her cycle will end and I will be the one to let her remains drift into the forever void, never to return.”

  Victor nodded. “You have my answer, I reject your offer.”

  Baaldir chuckled as the storms abated in his eyes. “Take some time to think about it. I will be waiting for your decision, when the time is right.”

  Victor shook his head. “I don’t think you understand. I said no…,” the Blade trailed off as Baaldir stepped back and faded away into the mists.

  Victor stood in the mists, alone once again. The anger subsided and logic poured into his mind. Concern touched his heart and try as he might, it would not remain silent.

  Baaldir has a point. If he was telling the truth, Vala masterminded all of this, including manipulating you into working for her.

  “I can never say no to her,” Victor said in a small tone, something pulling at his spiritual core. “If she masterminded all of this, there had to be a reason.”

  She wants to resurrect herself from the dead. Sounds like a reason to me.

  “It can’t be that simple…or that…”

  Selfish.

  Victor stared off, unsure what to think. The journey had become such a whirlwind, he hadn’t had time to really think about what was happening. The Blade knew he was following his heart, but the mind began to open, questioning everything that had taken place. Is what he was trying to accomplish only the selfish desire of a Goddess he didn’t know existed until recently? Is Vala just another force and Victor only a puppet in her eyes?

  We can call Baaldir back right now. We can end this and return to our old life.

  A fire blazed within the Blade as he turned and marched deeper into the mists.

  “I’m not going to let some asshole God shake my faith. I felt it when I saw her and I know there is more then what is being said,” Victor said with confidence.

  The mist parted and Victor stepped out onto grass, a mountain looming before him and the crescent moon high in the night sky. Lily stood; arms crossed until she saw Victor emerge from the mists. Arms unfolding, she stepped to him with a smile before it melted away, seeing odd look in his eyes.

  “I waited for you to appear. Are you okay,” the succubus asked.

  Victor looked to the beautiful demon; eyes heavy with knowledge. “I just had a close encounter of the God kind. We should talk.”

  Lily moved to Victor’s side as the pair walked toward the ancient stairs of the mountain and began to climb. The Blade told Lily everything. The Shield listened intently, drinking in every word. When they reached the top, Cassandra and Dawn were waiting. The older woman and elf looked to the dark expressions in the Blade and Shield’s faces.

  The four met at the top the stairs, the sound of rushing water filling the air with a small white noise. The Blade let his shoulders relax, the new feeling of home drifting over his worn-out soul.

  “Welcome back,” Cassandra smiled, another level of youth filling her frame. The Keeper stood without a hunch; her facial skin much less wrinkled. Locks of vibrant red blended with grey hair.

  Victor was stunned as she seemed to be growing younger every time he saw her. Lily on the other hand began speaking to the Keeper.

  “We have to discuss a few things,” the succubus stated.

  Cassandra nodded. “We do, but first, what happened?”

  The demoness quickly told the Keeper and elf what happened to Victor and their adventures in the Dark Spire realm. During the conversation, Dawn’s eyes looked down to the book in Victor’s hand. When Lily finished, her red eyes glanced to the elf as she stared at the book.

  “Is there something you wish to say,” Lily said rudely to the elf.

  Dawn ignored her and looked to Victor. “What book is that,” she pointed to the tome in the Blade’s hand.

  “A gift from a warp spawn, Maladies of the Realms,” Victor said simply.

  Dawn’s eyes grew bigger as she stepped close, “Please, can I see it.”

  Victor’s eyebrow rose as he lifted the book and handed it to the elf with glasses. Dawn took it and opened the leather-bound cover. Eyes moved from left to right, flipping pages every few moments.

  Cassandra looked to the elf before turning her gaze to Lily and Victor, “Among many things, we must discuss Night’s stay here on the mountain. She has become enraged, screaming and clawing at her door.”

  “She is having an episode, like I said it will pass,” Dawn said as she flipped yellow parchment pages.

  “Be that as it may, she is a danger to herself and others. If she wasn’t locked in her room, she would have caused harm to anyone here. I do not want to turn you and your sister away but something must be done,” Cassandra added.

  A small smile app
eared along the elf’s lips as she looked up, “Vala has answered my prayers. I have been looking for a means to quell my sister’s madness and Vala’s Blade and Shield have brought the answer.”

  All eyes fell to the book.

  Dawn continued, “I have been searching for years, chasing rumors and speculation of a tome that can help cure madness. I thought for sure it was in my realm but you found it in Dark Spire. I never would have thought to seek it out in the other realms and Vala’s faith has brought it here to us!”

  Cassandra snatched the book from Dawn’s hand in a blink of an eye. The elf looked to the Keeper as she raised a hand to stop her from doing anything rash.

  “If Vala has indeed guided us to the book then as her Keeper, I must study and investigate it. I will need some time to pour over the book. If there is a cure for your sister’s madness, I will be able to root it out,” Cassandra said with kind smile.

  Dawn’s gaze remained on the book, “I can help….”

  “No,” Cassandra shook her head, “you must take care of your sister. Vala has entrusted me to follow her will and ensure that all those who worship her are cared for. I wasn’t sure if Night would be stable enough to stay here for long, but if Vala has provided a means to help her, I will do everything in my power to see her will done.”

  “For right now, I need some time. Take care of your sister.” Cassandra turned to Lily, “I will need you to assist me as I inspect the book.”

  The succubus nodded.

  The Keeper turned her attention to Victor, “I’m sure you have had enough adventure lately. Go spend some time in the healing springs.”

  “I can help…,” Victor began.

  “Healing springs,” Cassandra cut him off.

  “Yes ma’am,” Victor smiled.

  Cassandra touched Dawn’s shoulder; eyes bright. “If there is way, we will find it.”

  The elf nodded with a touch of sadness in her eyes. Cassandra looked to Lily before walking off to her lodge home. Lily looked to Victor and gave the Blade a small smile before turning and following the Keeper.