"These Lords are such a damn problem I swear."
Adam muttered, a weary sigh escaping his lips.
"It’s honestly hurts... knowing I can’t protect Minerva against people like him."
His voice was quiet for the most part. As a mixture of frustration, helplessness, and guilt all sweep over him.
Echidna, lounging against the rough, stone wall’s of the cave, gave a low chuckle at the call of his words.
She understood his frustration greatly.
For the reason she responded back to him.
"It’s not that deep, Adam."
She said casually, as if swatting away his worries with words alone.
"You’re still thinking in terms of one versus one. That’s your mistake within the grand scheme of things. There is always strength in numbers. Even the weakest god in the human world could pose a threat to you, play, play, if backed by the right amount of forces."
"But Lord’s aside, you got the Horsemen too that could easily kill you. Then there is the sorcerers and sorceresses tied to the Spirit World, most of them ancient and batshit powerful. And that’s just scratching the surface."
"So don’t feel bad about not being the strongest. In a world like our’s. There is always someone bigger, stronger, older. The hierarchy never ends. That is the curse of diversity within a universe."
Explained Echidna, cheering Adam up for the most of the conversation.
It was only a given that Adam didn’t reply immediately.
But it go without saying he understand where Echidna was coming from.
He was about to speak again when something caught his attention...something off and unexpected.
He sniffed the air, his face scrunching slightly.
"...Ugh, what is that smell?"
He lifted a hand to cover his nose, recoiling slightly as a pungent, almost suffocating odor filled the cavern. It was thick, foul, yet... bizarrely pleasant? Like rot mixed with musk and floral nectar, an unsettling contradiction of stench hitting his nose.
His senses went on high alert because of it too.
Just smelling it made him blushed heavily for some reason.
And looking just ahead, his eyes narrowed as a faint, pulsing glow of blue light shimmered from deeper within the cave, spilling across the stonewalls.
He took a hesitant step forward, drawn by the light.
Seeing Adam reactions, Echidna smile as commented on the smell while saying.
"A lovely smell, isn’t it?!"
Adam instinctively raised his hand, gesturing toward the source of the bizarre blue light and overpowering scent.
Just as he narrowed his eyes, he heard a familiar voice echo within his mind.
『Master... I sense another one of your DLC item’s』
Freya said to Adam in a rush and excited tone.
But this time, something was different. Her usual composed tone had a faint edge to it. That alone made Adam tense.
’Oh? Any idea what kind?’
He responded mentally, his curiosity piqued.
But what he received next wasn’t a direct answer.
It was silence, pregnant, heavy silence. Then, for the first time since he got Freya, her response came with a declaration that sent a cold shiver down his spine.
『It is one of the strongest items in your scattered collection of DLCs... It is the (Mind Stone)』
Adam’s eyes widened, his heart skipping a beat.
’Wait, you mean the one from ?’
He clenched his fist, the weight of realization settling in.
’If that is the case... then that was a seriously powerful item to have.’
Freya didn’t even hesitate in her response.
『Yes, that one. If you can obtain it... you will possess one of the Ten Primordial Stones. Each of them a cornerstone of near absolute control over reality. With the Mind Stone... you would gain complete mastery over the thoughts, emotions, memories, even the will, of others』
Adam’s thoughts spiraled as he stood before the glowing entrance, the ethereal blue light pulsing like a heartbeat from deep within.
Power , especially in the wrong hands, wasn’t just dangerous... it was a guaranteed checkmate depending on how you use it.
A complete victory, without lifting a finger.
But of course, nothing was ever that simple. The Mind Stone, as potent as it was, still lacked its universal counterpart, the strongest of the ten stones that effects all the other stones as well, the Stone of Absolution. Only when united could the Mind Stone unleash it’s full power, which was basically unparalleled potential, transcending even the most fortified mental defenses.
Still, even on its own, the Mind Stone was nothing to scoff at. It granted access to four core abilities, each one capable of shifting the balance of a battlefield, or even an entire world.
But without the Stone of Absolution it only had four key abilities on its own.
A brutal power that allows the user to erase specific or entire portions of a target’s memories. Depending on the user’s control, it could selectively remove moments, names, faces, or even the very concept of identity itself.
This ability forms a direct, conceptual-level bond between minds. It facilitates telepathy, emotion-sharing, memory synchronization, and even one-sided mind reading. In the hands of a master, it could create temporary hive minds or open up shared mental spaces for entire groups of people.
A terrifying technique that lets the user navigate and absorb the raw mental architecture of beings, things, and places, turning one’s own mind into a gravitational singularity that pulls in knowledge and experience. Each bit of devoured data, be it memory, skill, or emotion, furthering the user’s intellect, understanding, and mastery over information.
Arguably the most insidious. This power allows the user to implant false memories, convincing fabrications so real, they blend seamlessly into a target’s mind. The victim wouldn’t just believe the lie, they would live it, thinking it was real.
However, Fallacy has its limits. Without the Stone of Absolution to stabilize and enforce falsehoods as truth, its effectiveness is determined by the strength of the target’s will and mental fortitude. Against weak minds, it was absolute. Against titanic wills, it became a psychological chess match.
These were the different powers the mind stone offer at it weakest.
It was weak, but in of itself was truly effective against most.
Knowing this Adam tightened his fists.
Even without the second stone, possessing just this one could put him leagues above most in terms of manipulation and psychological warfare.
But what truly unsettled Adam... was the question of why such a powerful item was here.
And more importantly, who, or what, had left it behind, given for his DLC to integrate it had to come with a lore that match with AU.
That question, however, was momentarily pushed aside the moment he and Echidna stepped deeper into the cavern’s glowing corridor. What awaited them was nothing short of a perverse, orgiastic nightmare, or maybe paradise depending on how you looked at it.
Hundreds...no, thousands, of Gordon’s was present here, their serpentine lower halves coiled and writhing in rhythmic undulations, were engaged in raw, frenzied intercourse.
Each one twisted around monsters of every conceivable shape and origin. The surreal quality of the dream world blurred reality’s limits, allowing scenes of unspeakable lust to manifest without restraint. But despite the dreamlike veil, Adam could feel it, it was real enough to matter in reality for sure.
And with every gasp, every moan, and every violent thrust, Adam could see the toll it was taking. Life forces drained, and stamina collapsed into exhaustion.
These weren’t mindless acts of pleasure. They were ritualistic to a degree if not religiously enforce. This was the type of shit one would expect to see in a sex cult but Lord’s above in Adam opinion it was next level as flood of desire overwhelmed him, he could all of their perversion flood into his own mind and body.
Sexual exchanges forged through skin, sweat, and submission, on both ends, this place itself was a pit of desires that accept all fetish no matter how depraved and sick it was.
The air itself was nearly suffocating, saturated with a chaotic blend of pheromones. The heady musk of semen, the sharp tang of sweat, the sweetness of cunt-nectar, and an underlying trail of what smelled like burning vanilla incense, fused together into a hazy purple fog that clung to the lungs and fogged the mind.
Adam raised a hand to his face, gagging slightly.
"W-What... am I even looking at...
"Beautiful isn’t it."
Echidna commented. Her own nipple hardening at the sight and scent of the place.
But the answer itslef came not from Echidna, but from the chorus of debauchery itself that taking place around him.
"Aughhhhh, yes...more, more...HARDER!"
"Fuhhh...yes... choke me you basic music rod."
"Breed me! Make me round, round and full!"
The cavern echoed like a twisted opera hall, each moan a note in the symphony of unchecked lust. What he witnessed defied simple labels, there was no single act, but all acts. Cunnilingus, anal worship, sloppy blowjob, forceful domination, even moments of ritualistic cannibalism and live birthing. There were bodies locked in knotting embraces, limbs tangled with tails, some swollen with pregnancy mid-fuck, as if time and biology obeyed the orgy’s logic.
It was depravity given form, insanity draped in ecstasy.
Adam said unsure how to properly react to what he was seeing before his very eyes.
Echidna turned to Adam with a sly smile as she saw the shock on his face.
"Don’t be too shock, your going participate in a lot of these as my apostle not out of love of course, Gordon’s as a species of Monster’s are hard to tame, it mostly why it’s hard to have them as Mates. Most of us prefer just to be dicked down, but yes Gordon are this slutty, easily the most whorish race just behind the Ecstasy species of Monster, after all, Gordon’s descend from the lineage of Desire. But since I myself am an Outlier among Monster Lords... well, they’re Outliers too. They fall more on my side... the Line of Fertility."
She gestured to the scene with casual amusement, as if showing off a festival rather than a sex-fueled cultic gathering.
"They’re among the horniest creatures alive. Hornier than even the Succubi, I would argue. What you’re seeing now is just routine for them. I host these mass rituals myself when needed too almost every day."
Adam blinked, trying to process.
"But... but they’re all female?"
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"Which is why they can grow cocks. Temporarily when they don’t participate here. But a Gordon usual way of procreation is when they dive into the minds of their prey, bind them inside dreamlike mental realms, and fuck them into submission there. What happens in the mind... echoes into reality. They are impregnated by the target through dream-breeding, and when the ritual ends, the pregnancy manifests physically on their end. A Gordon can have over 50-60 kiddies a year you know."
"It’s efficient, really efficient. And deeply pleasurable for them and their victims that most of the time usually die from the intense pleasure. You see, Gordon don’t just crave sex, they live it. It’s how they reproduce. This orgy? This is their society and way of life, and also finding a non-pregnant Gordon is basically rare."