Quest of Conquering 1
Added 2025-06-30 04:04:33 +0000 UTCChapter 1: A Command Given
<<<Andrew Matthers>>>
>>>The Deep Abyss<<<
Everyone died; it was a simple fact of life. You could run from it, hide from it, try to bargain, but death came to claim you all the same. But dying wasn’t a regular thought that people had, so when you died, it was always a surprise!
But I’m perfectly healthy!
I eat nothing but healthy food!
I exercise daily!
Sometimes, the simple truth was… you’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
And that was how Andrew found himself there, in The Deep Abyss. A place far from where the souls of the deceased were supposed to be. Here there be Monsters and Horrors, things so alien they quite literally couldn’t exist within the confines of reality.
Andrew found himself floating through a deep nothingness, his mind mercifully blank. His soul’s only method of protecting his consciousness from the unreality of the abyss. He floated there for an eternity? A year, maybe just a few seconds?
Time was an ephemeral thing that didn’t truly exist in the abyss.
Suddenly, Andrew found himself seeing something beautiful and terrifying, a terrible existence that oozed raw sexual energy and perverse corruption at the same time.
“Hello, little human pet,~” She, for it was most certainly a she, whispered as she stroked his cheek, sending sparks of pleasure and lust through his body. “I have many names. Ziz, The Black Goat With A Thousand Young, The Lady of the Abyss, Sn’arla’chac’ha, Lilith… but you can call me Mistress instead.~”
Andrew couldn’t respond, being nothing but a disembodied soul, and even if he could, he wouldn’t find the words. Even as she shielded Andrew from her overwhelming presence, the simple fact was that he was but a mortal soul in a place that such souls shouldn’t be. The fact that his essence had been sublimated into this place was either pure dumb luck or her being merciful.
All the same, she held the entirety of Andrew's focus.
“I have called you here for one specific purpose, I killed you for one specific purpose…” She whispered, hand trailing over his bare chest, “You will be a tool of vengeance for me… even as you sate your corrupt, sexual, evil desires. Just as I intended. We float above a realm of absolute Repression, elven kingdoms kept chaste and innocent by a goddess who thinks herself perfect. Thinks herself above Me.”
She paused for a few moments, pouring knowledge of the world into his head… though most of it was just images of beautiful elven women.
“You will conquer it, subjugate it, and rape that pathetic goddess until her mind breaks…” She trailed off, leaning into his face, “But first… You must get stronger… You must gather allies and tools to do it. So I’ll give you some gifts before sending you on your way. Do we have a deal?~”
He found within him the power to speak, though he knew it was a fleeting thing, and he had to ask the first question on his mind. “What happens if I refuse?” His voice was soft, weak, but present. His question seemed to amuse the Goddess.
“Then I cast you aside and find another,” She said simply, “If you will not serve, you are useless. I will let you drift until you are consumed by the abyss and become my toy for the rest of eternity. So, agree or disagree? I win either way.”
Admittedly… being her toy didn’t seem that bad of a deal, but… He got the feeling he’d be the far, far lesser partner in the relationship, and he couldn’t stand the thought of submitting like that. To anyone.
“I accept…” He whispered, “Where will I be sent?”
“Good boy,~” She purred, which did a lot of things for him. “Now, why should I spoil the surprise? But I will say you will be safe and away from the gaze of that goddess. And if you do what I want, I just might give you a special reward,~”
He shuddered in pleasure, gasping from it for a moment, before he asked, “T-then what gifts will you give me? I can’t use them if I don’t know what they are.”
She laughed before knowledge, and… power flowed through his soul. “Just things I’ve borrowed from some very… Questionably Perverse people from your home realm. I do so love humans.~”
He recognized it and almost laughed, but the act was impossible to do in Her presence. “Now, be on your way, darling.~ And as you go… I’d prefer you make people Submit to Me, Submit to Pleasure.~” Her head tilted as she leaned in close. “Not that you have a moral problem with it, mm? People are already toys, after all.~”
She wasn’t wrong; he’d lived a hedonistic life with little regard for the feelings of others. Many had called him a sociopath and psychopath alike, but he wasn’t. He could form emotional connections just like anyone else; he could empathize and sympathize. He wasn’t a heartless immoral monster, he was just a selfish morally flexible asshole.
Admittedly, part of that was the fear of going to jail… but if he had power, that wasn’t an issue. But he’d still have to be careful, having power didn’t mean that no one could stop him. He had to be subtle.
His Mistress certainly wouldn’t be afraid to pull the chain if he did something she didn’t like, but she made his hedonism look like… nothing. Truly, as long as he acted in line with her values, Andrew felt that he would have free rein to do as he wished.
As long as he broke this goddess she didn’t like, and indulged in his hedonistic desires, she would support him.
“One more thing,” She started, “You’re going to have a friend and a teacher, not the same person, that I saved from worlds where the goddess had made different decisions that I ruthlessly exploited. Enjoy them, darling.~”
Then she kissed him, and he knew no more.
<<<Andrew Matthers>>>
>>>Pokemon: Alola<<<
Finding himself going from disembodied to embodied was disorientating, even more so given where he came from. Now that he had proper senses, they were screaming at him. His gut churned and rebelled as he dry heaved, he felt ice cold and like he was in a hellish sauna! Up was down, left was diagonal, and his sense of balance was nonexistent.
All he could do was just… lie there and ride out the feeling of his body going insane.
“Oh, poor dear,” An elven woman said from nearby; her skin dark and naked, a smile on her lips, “You look ill, shall I fetch food for you?~ Soup always helps me in rough spots… Oh, and I’m Karla.~”
Andrew grunted. He was aroused by her… but his body needed food and water; anything else could come later. “Please,” He forced out, “And water.” His throat was too dry to talk.
“Of course!” She replied with a wide smile, darting away to, presumably, start cooking… which involved a microwave by the sound. Not that he was in the position to complain.
Nearby, a hand mirror started talking to him; the reflection not of him but instead revealing another beautiful elven woman, lust coloring her eyes. “Mmm, young but… You have some potential. Some. I suppose I could teach you some fun magic, if you’d let me.”
“Of course Elves are snooty and holier-than-thou… but that makes it challenging…” He thought before nodding, honestly not sure if he could speak without croaking.
“Lovely! We just need to find a body for me to pop into,” She replied, hand waving, “You see, I was trapped in here and tossed into the Abyss. The goddess thought that being trapped in this mirror, without any pleasure, would be a fitting punishment. Unfortunately for her, our Mistress picked me up instead. I am Hera, and I developed a spell to escape temporarily. My soul replaces anyone else’s for exactly one week.”
Her eyes took on a lustful sheen. “Just imagine what perversions we could do to it in that time. How many curses we could apply to it and her family, friends, allies… how quickly she’d fall into debauchery after she gained her body back.~ And, of course, she’d be able to look through the mirror and watch us.~”
Though before he could reply, the other elf returned with some soup and water, causing Hera to pout.
“Here we go! It’s not much, just some broth and water,” She said with a smile, “But I don’t think your stomach could handle anything heavier.” Then she half-glared at Hera. “Was she trying to get you aroused at a time like this? I’m not surprised, just disappointed. You’re supposed to wait until your husband can blow your back out before teasing him!”
Andrew just drank some water as he processed everything he was hearing.
“I regret nothing!” Hera retorted with a huff, “Besides, he already agreed, he nodded, and everything!”
“To be taught magic! Sure, he’s probably on board with breeding a bitch silly with your help, but he never said anything about that!” Karla crossed her arms with a huff. “Besides, we need someone cute for you anyway.”
After finishing his water, he started on the broth next. Honestly, he felt like he was watching a tennis match!
“Agreed,” Hera said, “You know, I’m sure your daughter wouldn’t mind swapping places for a week.”
Karla twitched, “You know I’m sensitive about that. I didn’t think she’d try to turn me into that so-called goddess’s stooges for masturbating. But she’ll learn the error of her ways, Mistress has assured me.” Her hand waved, fire flickering in it. “If she were here, I’d give her to you and Master in a heartbeat…”
“Master?” Andrew asked after finishing his broth.
“You, obviously,” The dark elf snorted, dismissing the flames with a twitch, “You are my Master.”
“Ah… I’m still…” A shudder shot down his spine, and he could feel Her caressing him, “Still… out of sorts…”
“Don’t worry, that’s normal after She’s had her way with you,” She said with a nod, “Just tell us when you’re ready to move around and we’ll start planning.~ I was the former Queen’s Guard for an irrelevant cock sleeve before, well, being betrayed by my own blood…”
Andrew nodded. “Maybe just… tell me the lay of the land?” He asked.
Hera spoke up then, “Mistress told us that the word ‘Pokemon’ would make sense to you. And ‘Alola’?”
“... Of fucking course…” He muttered with a snort. “At least the waifus are amazing, the Pokémon ones too…” No, he wasn’t ashamed of the fact that he rubbed a few out to Pokémon waifus.
His favorites were Lopunny and… the psychic one with the red thing sticking out of her chest.
“Ah, good, it does,” Hera said with a smile, “That makes things easier. But for now… relax and get oriented.~ We’re here to gather power, remember.~”
Andrew nodded and closed his eyes, trying to get his body to calm down so he could walk without nausea.
“When I get better I’m fucking you two cross eyed,” He promised.
Hera giggled. “I hope you find someone cute, innocent, and naive for me to inhabit… maybe someone with a younger sister for us to play with too, or a widowed mother… or both…” A shudder went through her as she moaned. “I have so many fun ideas, and I’ve never been able to try them. Being trapped in this mirror has given me a lot of time to think.”
He had to admit… fucking someone like that and then using them to fuck another woman or girl while they were forced to watch was an arousing idea…
But as willing as his spirit was at that moment, his body wasn’t able. And so he drifted off to sleep. Hopefully She’d let him recover and not fuck with him in his sleep.
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Here is his “sheet” and companion list. Will be updated over time, but don’t expect rules to be followed, lol.
“Character Sheet”:
Companions:
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1BeKkNFgD-ugcNyOvENCkDqCXNb57c6PecDvRb1FWtIo/edit?usp=sharing
