Devouring Monarch: Rebirth of the Profane Phoenix

⁜ Grand Inquisitor Felix

"Bishop Cairn, are you aware of your task? The Cardinal has spoken, and our time to strike is now."

Inside, a dull room covered in strange images painted in blood and a strange fleshy substance. It was all about a divine son, drawings of a man with eight arms holding them towards a huge golden orb, cradling it as if it were precious.

"Grand Inquisitor! I am aware—the great ones ask us to test and find out if that boy is our divine son spoken in legends!"

A man with blonde and green hair knelt to the Inquisitor, who sat on a seat lower than the divine son's statue.

Felix, the Grand Inquisitor, wore a robe with a strange symbol resembling a bird with eight wings, spreading them outwards as if offering itself to others. It seemed distorted, with some wings being of other creatures and feathers dropping around the figure's feet.

"Bishop Cairn, your task is not that simple."

The Bishop looked up, suddenly shocked as Felix's face shifted.

It seemed to distort, changing to an old man's face with four eyes, each filled with intelligence as his mouth moved, showing his fanged teeth.

"Our great ones want us to determine if he is the divine son... Thus, you will take this item and blow the whistle when you find him, no matter what fate awaits you. The great ones will warmly welcome you for this task."

This whistle was a gift from the foolish king of Silvara. In the original plan, they would use this to damage the kingdom to the south. However, the Silvara royal knights began hunting their agents within the forest and kingdom, leading to war.

Thus, Felix changed plans and used them for their greater goals.

The Bishop trembled as the item seemed terrifying.

"G-Grand Inquisitor... This whistle. What will happen if I blow it?"

"Sublimation, the Divine Son's First Trial of Supremacy!"

Suddenly, the four eyes of the Inquisitor became joyful, his face distorted with a reverent belief in his voice as he clasped his hands together.

"Once blown, the divine son will sublimate and reach a greater height or be found wanting and doomed to the abyss as a false prophet!"

"S-Sublimate?"

"Yes... For the Abyss sends us a creature to test his calibre!"

Felix smiled, revealing his demonic fangs. His eyes shook, and his pupils turned into dots, as if recalling a memory.

"A creature so horrifying that the inferior will tremble in fear, but not our Divine Son! The beast serves only to test him to the limit! A creature beyond Stage Four... A Saint Beast!"

Bishop Cairn trembled as he accepted the whistle, storing it inside his spatial bag and backed away before leaving the inquisitor alone.

'Cardinal, are you certain this boy is our divine son?' Felix stared at the painting of a human-shaped creature with eight arms holding the divine orb, protecting it like a god. 'No... That raven hair and red eyes. However... He is too young, too weak—this test, I believe you are too harsh on the boy.'

"I will send a Stage Four abyss beast if he can defeat that... Then I'll unleash this Saint Beast in his homeland! The Fenix domain was the second trail! Hahahahaha!"

The Grand Inquisitor laughed, his laughter echoing throughout the underground cathedral.

⁜ End Felix POV

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The moment Asura tried to counter the invader's attack, he suddenly felt powerful darkness flooding into his body, both nostalgic and dreadful... before he dreamt of Lorem, a younger Lorem with cute glasses and no scars.

Asura recognised he wasn't just dreaming but experiencing a time in Sura's life... 'The facts are getting too hard to deny...'

He felt memories and feelings from those days now seem to flow into his mind each time he sleeps, allowing him to recall things Sura experienced.

'Why am I experiencing this dream again...? Lorem shouldn't be close to me.'

Asura felt confused before realising the dream changed again. Rather, he could slightly change Sura's actions, like choosing between paths.

'This dream allows me to influence Sura's choices...? Interesting. Even if it's only a dream, I want Lorem to smile... So, the thoughts and desires in Sura's heart that he was too shy to perform. Let me fulfil them for him, at least in these dreams.'

Asura felt Sura's desire towards Lorem was innocent, wanting to marry and hug her tightly, but also afraid of hurting her. 'Such a silly boy...'

Like this, the dream passed happily, with the pair enjoying a small date and picnic.

Suddenly, Helia appeared, teasing Lorem, which Sura enjoyed watching. He knew Lorem loved him before scolding Helliana and leading Lorem to the library.

'Ah... I remember this part. The soft feeling of her tits was amazing...'

The dream faded after he teased Lorem and asked her to wait. Asura wanted a little more time. He accepted that, although he wasn't the same as Sura in this life. Sura was his past life and likely him.

'Helia told me this... My rebirth was only possible by using the suffering I endured in the previous life... Although I cannot remember the suffering.' Asura stopped thinking for a moment, his mind waking up, thoughts becoming clearer.

'I want to learn more about myself as Sura before I go any further with those two gentlewomen who waited so long... Whether they accept me as Asura, or we part ways...'

Asura awoke in Xavida's room, the dragon girl snuggling beside him, her tail swaying in the air. She sniffed his chest while Asura suddenly felt a painful sensation as the curse devoured him.

'Fuck! I forgot about Lorem touching me... Damn Helia, leaving me like this!'

Asura gritted his teeth before grabbing Xavida's buttocks, waking her.

"Morning, husband~ do you want to play?"

Asura's breathing became more intense as the black veins writhed against his flesh; no matter how hard he tried to control himself, his instincts were to copulate with Xavida to ease the pain. "Xavi... I can't..."

Before he could finish, Xavida kissed his lips before wrapping her arms and flexible body around him. Her dazzling eyes reflected the moonlight as they stared into each other's gaze.

"Mmmn~ your kiss tastes sweet, ehehe." Her soft fingertips brushed along his lips, a feeling of pain in her chest as she saw the black lines spreading through his face and body.

"I know—you need to release it to recover, right, husband?"

'Why is she so cute and understanding?'

Asura's eyes narrowed, his hands roughly grabbing Xavida's large, fleshy buttocks and squeezing them between his fingers, enjoying her low groan as her hands slipped off the light dress she wore after being put to bed.

"Ah, husband is bigger today... Nnn~" Xavida moaned as she felt every searing inch of his rod pushing apart her ass and pressing against her body.

"Xavida..."

"Do you want it?" Her eyes shimmered in the dark as her hips swayed, squeezing her buttocks around his hard member, enjoying the feeling of his veins and the tip stroking along her flesh.

"I want you, my lovely dragon wife," Asura grunted, grasping Xavida's chin before kissing her.

"Nmn~ mmm."

Xavida closed her eyes, enjoying Asura's passionate kisses, her tongue entwined with his before feeling her body being lifted, waiting for him to give her what she wanted.