Vincent could only hear a blurred series of words while he watched those mighty divines fighting against a dark threat. However, he felt a sense of kinship with this monster. The blood-red phoenix tore apart the world, fighting endless battles before an enormous gate appeared in the sky. It tore them apart, devoured their souls and became a more twisted and fearsome monster.

He watched in awe as the red haired phoenix used his body to protect the various women who fought beside him deep wounds and scars filling his body until he dropped to one knee and panted.

Then the man looked up towards the gate causing his pupils to shrink in suprise.

'That's the gate from my nightmare! The one that rains down light on this world! Why is this man so familiar to me? Ah, I can't think my mind is too foggy!'

A man clad in white appeared. Maybe a woman.

Vincent couldn't tell because the light burned his sight whenever he looked up towards it.

"Oh, Amon, did you really think these weak fools were the ones that killed her?" said the voice in a sarcastic tone. The white wings spread out before, in an instant, thousands of similar figures appeared in the sky, bathed in light. It was just like Vincent's recurring nightmare.

"You fuckers! All because we took that child from you! Don't think you will ever get him back, haha! Never, even if you scatter my soul and existence across the seven galaxy council!"

Vincent watched as the man called Amon, with long red hair and feathered wings like a phoenix, stood against the army of light. He surrounded himself with countless women and spirits and fought a valiant battle. The sense of time in this strange dream world blurred, and moments could feel like hours, hours like seconds.

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Heavy rain poured down upon the tattered Amon, his body filled with scars and blood. His eyes oozed with tears of blood as a holy spear penetrated the last of his beloved women. 'This scene hurts my chest. Why does it seem so similar to my dreams? Is there something connected?'

The woman, covered with the brilliant light, slowly stepped forward, her steps elegant. She had twelve wings behind her back and walked towards the kneeling Amon.

The woman spread her arms and filled the area with a substantial pressure that cracked the earth into pieces. Yet Amon still snarled at her, resolute and unbending. His flaming embers flickered and burned around his body.

"It's useless; that abomination will never fall into your hands!"

Amon's body shot across the field of battle. His face slammed into the corpse of his first wife, causing him to break down into tears. He held her dead body with trembling hands as he ripped out the light spears embedded inside her that still burned away her flesh.

"You bastards! Don't think I will surrender... Bella... I will fix everything! Don't worry... Your Husband can do anything!" His lips touched her cold, pale cheek one last time before his flames surged and incinerated all his women and the surrounding corpses.

'He's going to destroy himself to get revenge!' Vincent thought.

She shook her head and let out a long sigh. "Amon, did you really think we couldn't find him because you gave part of your own bloodline to him? Are you foolish? Not only did you do exactly what we wanted. Now you even stepped into our domain so we could crush you for good!"

"What!? You're lying. There is no way she could be wrong! That child is the next daemon god created by you bastards! By fusing.." Amon's flames fluttered and weakened from the shock he felt, his eyes widening.

"Yes, stop. Although that boy could become a god, he is one of many and a mere failed product. Amon, why did you lose your entire harem, the planet you so loved for this child? He isn't yours and will probably be your enemy one day either way." She spoke in a soft, graceful tone, but felt like an adult talking to a child to Vincent.

Her hand lifted as a blade of light tore through Amon's arms and caused him to scream in agony as blood squirted everywhere. Bloody tears filled his face, now scarred wounds from all his battles. Her hot breath brushed along his cheeks, and his arms were powerless to strike back despite her standing beside him. She then leaned close to his face, immune to his charms, which should have been able to affect all women.

"Did you know you were my pawn from the very start? Don't worry. I will let you be reborn in an alternate universe. Allow me to play with your memories. Don't worry, you will just blame your brethren for this massacre.. Haha! Won't it be delightful, Daemons killing Daemons despite the true enemy being me! Hahaha! Now, begone!"

She swiped her arm once more before a black light left his body. Amon's soul that she grasped and injected with a brilliant golden mana, then released him back into the sky. "Hmmm, let me send your lovers too. Don't call me ungrateful, okay? I'm sorry if they end up being used by other men, though.. Fufu!"

"Do you know that from the beginning, ever since that prophecy, your shadow spirit intercepted? This has all been according to my plans? That boy, to those other bastards, is a failure, but not to me! I know this boy will be special; he will one day tear off my wings, crush my divinity and throw me to the mortal realm. Ah! I'm getting wet thinking about how that cute little boy will get his revenge. Should I kill his mother? Have goblins gangbang his first love.. Maybe I could force her into a slave contract... Fufu, the one man that can kill me, wound me... Ah, I want to torment him~ Hurry and grow, my little Vincent."

Suddenly, Vincent felt her gaze snap towards him.

This woman showed little emotion during her conversation with the phoenix man from start to finish. The woman showed no reaction at all. Although her voice became hysterical and filled with passion. Her face was blank and empty, like a broken doll.

However, the moment she looked his way, a deep red blush, a devilish grin able to charm any man and eyes seemed to narrow, forming crescents. He couldn't see her clearly because of the bright light which burned him when he looked at her for too long.

"V-Vincent? You can finally come here? Fufu, let me look at how you've grown~ Ah, you saved her from that fate of being violated? What a good boy. You make me so proud! Come to mommy; I promise not to hurt you again."

'She can see me!? This is a dream, right? What the fuck is going on?'

Something pulled his body towards her with a strange sensation. It felt like countless hands dragged him other and flung him into her massive chest, much softer than anything he had ever felt. He could feel his mind melt from the divine pleasure filling him. All Vincent felt was the desire to love this woman, throw her down, and copulate with her until he died.

The moment his will almost broke, a red string burned from his chest. A woman's soft voice echoed inside his mind, followed by countless others.

"It's time to wake up, darling! I need your love and affection! Zera bit my arm... It really hurts!"

"Nyoo! Lies.... Fat Elf.... Punch.... Zera!"

Felia...

Efrita...

Silvari..

Zera...

All the women's voices shouted for him to awaken. Each time their voices broke the hold, this woman held over him. Although the deep affection never faded, now it did not beguile his heart. He looked at the woman, her soft face filled with beautiful golden eyes and soft pink lips.

'The most beautiful woman to exist!' were his thoughts, which caused her lips to curve into a brilliant smile.

"Fufu, you know how to make a woman happy. I see my actions were too hasty... Vincent, I will leave you with those toys now. But never forget..." Her delicate hand stroked along his red bangs and feathered ears. "Neither the dragon nor the elf can take you away from me. I had marked you since before your mind even awakened! I won't let anyone take you away from me, not even you!"

She napped her fingers, ignoring him, only tearing a few pieces of his red hair and sniffing it deeply. Her hands examined his body from head to toe. "Go back, my beloved little birdy. I will find you in a less imposing form in the future. Try to resist falling for me too easily, okay?"

The moment Vincent opened his sleepy eyes, he found himself in the hallway, with wooden walls, cracked doors with photographs and his childhood artwork on the walls.

A soft woman's breathing brushed against his chest as he found Efrita lying against his chest with the other women looking at the two, worried and jealous.

"Mmmm... No! Mommy... Vincent's cock is mine....!"