Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1139: Divorce Counselling Part-2~

[Author’s Note: Just a heads-up—this arc is going to be intense. It’s forced, a little weird, and… completely insane.

10x crazier than Xara’s arc.

So steel your heart, and don’t judge any character in a normal sense. Trust me—by the end of this arc, you’ll understand them more. You’ll see who they really are.

So please, don’t judge anything too soon. Just wait until the end.

That’s all I wanted to say.]

Aether, Nyx, and Morgana returning to Nyx’s house. Honestly, Aether was stunned to see that the sky was still stuck in that same endless grey. Not night. Not day. Just… grey. Like time itself was frozen in a haze of dull hopelessness.

How did these people even live in this?

Last night—or whatever that strange twisted time was—there wasn’t a single soul on the streets. A silence so eerie it made him wonder if the place was even alive.

But now… everything was crawling. Pulsing. Overflowing with people.

He saw men in stiff business suits walking with briefcases, their faces blank as if they were numb to whatever chaos surrounded them. Some looked like normal workers, perhaps heading to a job. But others… others were drenched in blood. Literally soaked in crimson, carrying knives or dragging bodies, moving like it was just a casual part of their routine.

And some… some were just straight-up fucking in broad daylight like wild animals, right in the middle of the street, no shame, no attempt to hide it.

Yup… this Empire was completely, unapologetically, fucked up.

Look at that man… his shaft was fully out, hard and throbbing, swinging openly as he strutted through the crowd like a proud predator.

Look at that woman… she had enormous, jiggling breasts, bouncing wildly with every step she took. She wasn’t even wearing a proper top—just thin straps that barely held them up. Her crotch was exposed through a slit that revealed everything… glistening, shameless. She walked like she wanted the world to watch her, to see every inch of her leaking folds.

No one even blinked.

Not the slightest care for privacy or decency. Just across the alley, a man was mercilessly pounding a girl against the wall. She moaned shamelessly, screaming loud enough to echo across the buildings, her hands gripping the bricks while his hips slapped into her ass again and again.

And around them? People passed by like they were just watching a street show, some not even looking twice.

Even the women here were terrifying. Beautiful, elegant, but with a dead look in their eyes. They walked slowly, silently, but there was a raw, untamed danger in the way their fingers twitched, like claws waiting to strike. A quiet violence just waiting to explode.

This place was beyond madness. It was a nightmare brought to life.

“Hey, beauty~ I haven’t seen someone like you in ages~”

A deep, silky voice slithered through the air.

Aether turned and saw a man approaching—shirtless, with chiselled abs and muscles sculpted like a statue. He wore nothing but a thin, netted loincloth that barely hid the heavy bulge swaying between his thighs and behind him was a long tail… An incubus. His lips curled into a lustful grin as he stared directly at Morgana.

His eyes glowed with desire, and the hunger on his face wasn’t just sexual—it was predatory.

Morgana didn’t even give him a glance. She kept walking as if he didn’t exist.

“Oh? Playing shy? Ignoring me? Hah~ I love that game too. I would love to pump your pus–“

“New to this area, kid?”

Morgana interrupted, her voice low, calm, and sharp, without turning around or even slowing her steps.

Hearing her speak, the man’s grin widened. He licked his lips as if savoring her words.

“Yeah… I’m new,” he chuckled. “Back home, I’ve fucked so many girls and boys I lost count. But this city… this is something else. So many tight, wet, warm holes walking around, just begging for it. And now…”

He paused, his eyes glued to Morgana’s hips as they swayed with each step, hypnotic, powerful.

“I think I’ve found my first prey.”

His voice dripped with lust as he bit his bottom lip. He followed her steps like a beast stalking a goddess.

“I can’t take it anymore~”

He groaned like an animal in heat. Without hesitation, he tore down his underwear, revealing a thick, veiny cock that pulsed with blood and pride. He stroked it once, twice, his face twisted with carnal delight.

Aether’s heart nearly stopped. He was standing too close, too near to the guy. Seeing that happen in real time—this stranger ripping off his clothes, ready to assault someone—he panicked. In a flash, Aether vanished from his spot, teleporting himself several meters away.

Morgana finally turned her head, her eyes glancing lazily at the man’s exposed cock.

“Huh…”

That was all she said.

Just one sound.

The man’s proud smirk cracked instantly. Veins bulged on his forehead. His ego trembled.

“That’s it? Bitch, do you know how many have cried for my cock? Maybe I should break you—”

He never finished that sentence.

Morgana gave him one look. One single, piercing glance. Her blue eyes shimmered like the deep ocean, but inside them—an entire world collapsed. Her gaze sliced through his soul.

The man flinched.

Then he froze.

His breath hitched. His chest heaved. His eyes rolled back. Blood started leaking—not just from his nose and mouth—but from his eyes, his ears, his fingernails, his hole… His cock twitched violently, veins throbbing as if it was being ripped from inside.

Then came the moaning.

Not from him… but as if ten thousand women were screaming inside his skull. Their cries echoed, their gasps, their orgasms, their pain, their lust, their torture—all of it invaded his mind.

He stumbled back, hips bucking helplessly, humping the air like a mindless puppet. His cock jerked on its own, spraying blood instead of cum, every twitch a burst of agony.

“PUFF!!!”

His shaft exploded.

A disgusting, wet burst of flesh and blood shot in every direction as the organ shredded into chunks, scattering like meat dropped into a blender.

His body collapsed.

Eyes wide open.

Mouth gaping.

Bleeding from every hole.

Still twitching.

Still moaning as if his soul was being raped into dust.

Aether stared in horror, jaw hanging open. He couldn’t even find the words.

“What… what did you do to him?” he whispered.

Morgana casually shrugged, smirking as she replied,

“Simulated a fuck from 10,000 women at once. Mentally, physically, spiritually. If he can’t handle that, how the hell was he going to handle me? Useless meat.”

She turned and walked forward again, completely unfazed. And Nyx, by her side, didn’t even flinch. Her expression remained as frozen as ever—cold, indifferent. It was as if nothing could reach her. Nothing around her existed.

“….”

Aether blinked rapidly, glancing back at the man’s twitching corpse.

Or what was left of him.

The ground below cracked open. A dark mist poured out like smoke from hell. A skeletal hand emerged, clawing up and grabbing the twitching body by the chest, dragging him into the abyss.

His broken body vanished below the surface, swallowed by the darkness, leaving nothing behind but silence.

“What the….”

Aether muttered, shaking his head in disbelief. He turned back to Morgana with a face full of dread.

’She’s… going to teach us?’

He looked down at his own shaft,

’I need a plan!’

Soon, the group reached Nyx’s house. Entering it just like before, Aether immediately felt that same creeping chill slip across his skin like invisible frost. That eerie sensation—the one he’d felt earlier at the graveyard—was still lingering in the air.

Entering Nyx’s room,

“You sit there, and I’ll perform the ritual.”

Morgana’s voice slithered out with a sultry tone as she glanced sideways at Nyx. Her lips curled into a sly, knowing smirk.

Nyx, unfazed and perfectly composed, gave a simple nod and moved with elegance to sit down on the chair directly facing the bed.

Morgana’s eyes then flicked toward Aether with an amused glint. That same teasing, seductive glimmer danced in her gaze as she tilted her head.

“Since you’re new to all this… I’ll be gentle~”

She purred the words like a playful threat, her lips curving into a wicked grin as she motioned with her finger for him to lie on the bed.

Aether hesitated for a brief second, watching her carefully.

He might not have fully known what her intentions were, but after witnessing her terrifying illusion magic back in the alley, he knew one thing for sure—Morgana wasn’t just seductive. She was dangerous. A real succubus.

This one… could kill with a kiss.

Still, Aether smiled softly, hiding the nerves under his calm tone.

“Okay.”

He moved toward the bed and lay down slowly, resting his back against the sheets. His eyes drifted to Nyx one last time. She still looked completely calm and composed, her expression unreadable.

Morgana stared at him for a moment longer. Her gaze ran across his body, slowly licking her lips with hungry eyes, ’It’s been a year since I tasted something fresh…’ she thought with a delicious thrill.

She glanced back at Nyx and spoke smoothly.

“Watch closely and learn how to do it properly.”

Nyx nodded with a focused, serious look. She even took out a notepad and pen from her shadowy sleeve, ready to take notes like a student attending a practical exam—an exam to learn how to make the baby she deeply desired.

Morgana chuckled softly, then turned her attention back to Aether. She climbed onto the bed slowly, deliberately swaying her wide hips and teasing tail with each seductive step. Every motion was exaggerated, full of sensual intent, her body whispering ’temptation’ in every curve.

She slid her thighs over his and settled herself on top of him, straddling him lightly, her soft weight pressing down with teasing warmth.

“First… in order to begin the process properly… You must initiate with the kiss.”

She leaned in slowly, cupping his face with both hands. Her nails were sharp but careful, and her grip was firm as she forced his lips apart with her thumbs.

“Relax, darling… I’m not going to hurt you~”

She whispered those honeyed words before finally closing the distance.

Her lips pressed against his.

A deep, slow kiss.

One that melted into him.

“Hmm~”

The sound escaped her throat as her tongue lightly traced along his lower lip.

Nyx, observing, nodded diligently as she watched them kiss. She began scribbling something down, but then paused and raised her hand in confusion.

“Why kiss? Will the baby come from that?”

Morgana, still connected to Aether’s lips, gently parted from the kiss. Aether was left breathless, his cheeks glowing crimson, his chest heaving. His eyes widened slightly as he felt heat pool in his lower body.

His heart was pounding. His cock already hardening beneath his pants.

He groaned in his head,

’Shit… just from a kiss, I’m already hard… Fuck!’

Morgana frowned at his inner frustration. She could see it in his eyes—he looked almost bothered.

Shouldn’t he be grateful?

She kissed him!

Man would fall to their knees just to have a chance to taste her lips.

’Unusual human,’ she thought, a little annoyed yet still entertained.

She turned back to Nyx, who was still holding her hand up expectantly, waiting for her answer.

Morgana sighed, brushing her hair back.

“Well… it’s kind of like foreplay. It helps them get excited, makes the body more ready for what comes next.”

Nyx blinked, her face deadpan.

“I just want to know how to make babies.”

“…”

Morgana froze, then blinked slowly, her head slightly tilting in disbelief.

“…Well, if that’s what you want…”

She muttered, then leaned back and without hesitation, tugged down Aether’s pants in one smooth motion.

His hardened shaft popped out, throbbing in the open air, twitching with arousal.

Morgana smirked.

“We shall get straight to the point, then.”

Her eyes sparkled, tail curling excitedly behind her as she leaned down—ready to begin the true ritual.

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[Author’s note: Just to be sure—was this okay for you guys? This is just the tip of the iceberg, and from here on, things are going to get weird… really weird… so…

And don’t worry, there won’t be any NTR, yaoi, or yuri. I promise you that. Believe in me—I’ll make everything make sense, so no need to feel so edgy or worried about any of that.

I just wanted you to feel how different this Empire is from the others.

And if you didn’t like the way I portrayed this Empire, please give me your feedback as soon as possible.

Because things for Aether will start to unfold… in reverse.]