Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

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Myself and Bhar_Yo, Author of Worldly Overlord have decided to create a discord channel for both books.

The Cultured Gang.

Information about the books, characters' illustrations, and any other matters regarding the book will be addressed on the discord channel.

Also, I will eventually be adding a character sheet to the server or even better, creating a channel that will list out characters of the novel for easy access.

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Have a wonderful day…

Onto the Chapter of the day now;

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The Duchess walked over to the massage table with Hal staring at her from behind as subtle as he could.

She lay on her front before she then announced to Hal that she was ready after which Hal stepped over to her and then paused before he actually placed his hands on her.

To the Duchess and the watching Alina, it seemed Hal was nervous but Hal was preparing himself just right and getting his hand charged with the proper sensual feel needed for what he was about to begin.

Alina watched with skeptical eyes and Hal felt as though she was standing guard in case anything inappropriate was to go down... Even though that wasn't necessary and she would probably be powerless against something the Duchess was powerless against.

That said, this Eunuch called Allan could not possibly be a threat on the level of actually causing worry to the Cosmic Saint that was the Duchess.

Hal could basically smell the underestimation that Alina and the Duchess were oozing and it made it all the better and had him all the more believing that his plans were going to be a success...

And so it began...

Hal placed his hands on the Duchess' shoulder and squeezed...

"Mmnghh"

... Quickly eliciting a moan of content from the Duchess's lips.

Here was Hal letting out the strength that his body possessed and using it along with [Erogebous Touch] so that the Duchess was feeling a firm squeeze that loosened any tension while she was getting infected with pleasure.

It felt good...

Very good...

But it was nothing the Duchess had not felt before and she was not particularly impressed...

Hal could tell...

But he was only getting started...

He spent a few minutes working her shoulders and loosening any tension nodes all over and the Duchess was surprised as to just how many he had been able to find when she never really considered herself to be that stressed.

His hands soon left her shoulder and went down to her back where he continued working the delicious magic of his hands and all the while never stopped eliciting moans from the Duchess who found herself sinking deeper into the feeling and had her impressed levels increasing sporadically...

Many massage hands she had felt during her long life span but Hal's was definitely different and had he already set himself apart...

No oil was needed...

No extra moisture was needed as his hands just sort of glided over her body and felt as though it had a lubricating medium which it did not.

The longer it went on, the more moist the Duchess' pussy became, and while the smell was quite exciting to the Devil that was Hal, it was not what he was trying to achieve... Far from it actually... And it was not a sign of success anyway.

That said, he was once again proving to himself that he could speak a lot past the senses of a Semi-Saint if he got this chance to get real close and personal and distract them from larger plots...

His devil touch and the Duchess' expectation and anticipation for when the alternative would deliver on what Hal had promised made it easy for the Duchess' saint senses to miss the presence of nefarious energy in her body.

Every part of the Duchess' body that Hal had touched so far (her shoulders and her back), he had been infecting with his Devio energy.

Every tension node in those points that he had loosened, he had replaced with Devil energy that lay dormant patiently waiting to be activated.

Hal moved down from the Duchess' back and towards the high curving rise of her wonderful buttocks...

He grabbed her asscheeks and squeezed them, kneading them with the expression and workings of a professional...

That was how good Hal was with his acting that had could hide his lasciviousness behind a mask of professionalism to the point where Alina saw nothing out of place even as she watched with her eyes and her senses trained on all he was doing.

To be fair, touching and massaging the buttocks was a part of a full-body massage that she would normally not raise a brow at anyway.

Anyway, as Hal kneaded and squeezed the Duchess' buttocks, her moans increased in volume.

The few words of encouragement that she used to egg Hal on in his endeavors came out in far more throaty and aroused tones than she had been expecting...

Hal ignored it all...

Not even smiling or looking proud when the Duchess maoned and asked for more.

He moved from her ass soon enough and was soon at her thighs...

He spent the most time here... Working the Duchess' sweet-looking thighs that were spread apart more than enough for him to view the point where they joined (her pussy) and eye how moist it was.

He never touched or attempted to touch that point...

His hands remained on her thighs which was why the Duchess was so surprised when she felt something spark an even greater level of arousal in her pussy.

She knew the fact (mostly because she was still very much in control of herself) that Hal did not touch that part of her body but she could still feel that spark and it ignited an urge to climax in her...

The feeling left soon though when Hal took his eyes away from her thighs and wet down towards her legs where he focused mostly (at first) on her calves.

The loss of that spark of arousal that had been at her pussy, left the Duchess with a bit of frustration... It was a level she could easily ignore but it annoyed her that Hal's touches had drawn such reactions from her.

Hal worked her calves for quite a while before he stepped back and said in what seemed to be a respectful tone but was not.

"Turn Over"

The tone was authoritative and while the Duchess would have turned around regardless, there was surely a nudging force that had been caused by Hal's order.

She rolled over and her breasts remained perky on her chest and were where Hal's hands went immediately...

He kneaded and squeezed with his firm and pleasure-inducing hands and while it was hard to do such(especially the way Hal was doing it) and still maintain an air of professionalism, Hal made it look easy.

The Duchess' eyes opened and she looked up at Hal as he worked her boobs and she could almost swear that she could see another image imposing over that of 'Allan the Eunuch'.

This face that she was seeing was... Well, handsome was not enough to describe it.

The face looked away from her boobs and to her face to grin with a dastardly and wicked smile that seemed so natural on his face that it did not derail the impossibly good looks.

Once she blinked though, the face was gone and for a second, she thought of focusing hard and checking if she might see that face again...

It had left a lasting impression on her...

Just as 'Allan's' massage had...

Despite not actually looking at her face, Hal knew what she had seen...

It was caused by his pheromones and touches attempts to make the Duchess addicted to him... To his face, to his hands... To everything that was 'Him'.

"This seems like the right time," Hak said in a quiet tone.

"Wh..." the Duchess began to say but Hal interrupted her by finally activating the dormant Devil energy in her body.

Immediately, they began to course all over her insides, and before the Duchess could even attempt to investigate the foreign energy, Hal attacked the part he had mostly been after; Her mind.

The Duchess began to shake on the massage table...

She shook violently and trashed about before she arched her back...

Alina wasted no time dashing forward to check on the Duchess and when she continued to shake and spasm, Alina grabbed the collar of Hal's robes to slam him against the wall,

"What the hell did you do?" she growled.

Hal who had barely felt the impact with the wall and was in no way intimidated by the Cosmic Semi-saint smiled lightly but there was clear annoyance in his eyes,

"Calm the fuck down," he said in a calm tone.

"What did you do?" Alina yelled and then drew back her fist,

"Alina, stop..." said a weak voice from behind the two.

Alina turned back to see something that Hal had already seen which was why he rolled his eyes at Alina when she turned her face back at him.

Alina let go of his collar and returned to her Duchess' side,

"My Lady..." she said but the Duchess' eyes were focused on Hal.

"What was that?" she asked Hal who shrugged before then stretching,

"That was exactly what I promised you... How did it feel?" he asked.

The Duchess gulped and looked over to her large amount of pussy discharge that had happened while she spasmed and shook on the massage table.

"It felt... Incredible" she said.

... She could not lie.