Currently, an ocean of undead was heading toward a massive city. This city was in ruins and overrun by monsters, but within the middle of this city, a half man half monster sat within a collapsed building with six naked females from the human race chained up, tending to his needs. Outside this building, millions of undead were slowly walking around in a circle around this building forming a kind of dead wall, with more joining every second.
This man was Fredrick Haralson. He had used a technique that had appeared in his mind to call all the undead to his location. It was not a technique just anyone could use. Only a necromancer could use this technique. It required the souls of over one thousand people to even cast the spell. And he had done just that. When he first arrived in this city, he met up with a group of humans trying to survive. A group of a little over one thousand of them. He easily killed them all off and snatched their souls while taking the women for himself.
Fredrick looked at the girl who was sucking his dick as if her life depended on it and smiled as he sat back on his large cushioned chair that looked like a throne while the other girls tended to him in other ways. "From this moment on, I will no longer be Fredrick Haralson. No, I will now be called the Lich King!"
He was an avid gamer and had played many MMOs in the past before the apocalypse, and he felt this name fit him very well. He was not the master of the undead. If this did not make him the lich king, then what did it make him? He could sense that more undead were coming. He had noticed that the green rain had caused the undead to begin rising. He took this chance to use it as a means of gathering his forces. Now he just needed to wait. He needed to wait for his forces to grow stronger. He did not know where he got these memories from, but he had to thank that elf he ate for blessing him with this new body and power. If it was not for that, he would not be able to find his new calling in life.
For now, he just had to sit and wait. Once his army was strong enough, he could then rampage around this world and take control of it!
Deep in a mountain side tens of thousands of black scaled figures stood in front of a much larger looking black scaled figure, the leader of the group. "My brethren! We will soon be strong enough to go outside once more. The reglios will no longer hide in the shadows! We will be the ones to cast a shadow over the other races leading them to fear us and worship us. We will make this world ours. Our strength is on par with those stupid dragonic as it is now. We have learned a lot in the past few years from our small skirmishes. We know what weapons these races use and how they fight. Now once our numbers are enough, we can take that knowledge and use it against them as we reign supreme over this world."
A loud roar echoed through the cave as the black scaled figures began chanting: "Reglios! Reglios!"
"My brethren! We must continue to expand our numbers! Mate with each other and bring about more of our kind!" The leader of the reglios yelled out. As it did, two smaller reglios came walking over and began touching the leader of the reglios with their hands playing with the spot between their legs which had both male and female parts. The leader of the reglios laid down and let one sit on top of it while the other stuck its thing inside it. The whole room soon turned into a reglios orgy.
While all this was going on, Blake was busy drawing pictures with his daughters. "Papa, you stink at drawing."
"What!?" Blake looked at his picture and thought it was pretty good. Although he had forgotten what he was trying to draw, and now it just looked like a blob. "This is a very good slime!"
"Papa…." Multiple girls called out and shook their heads. Blake scratched his head and put down his picture. He then looked at the girls' pictures and saw that they were actually very well done. But he had to question how they learn how to draw anime style characters. Because he sure did not know how.
"Yuki, who taught you to draw?" Blake asked. Yuki was the daughter he had with Yui.
"Mama Tina!" Yuki answered with a big smile. Blake rubbed his forehead as he realized that anything strange that occurred with his kids or his wives was all related to Tina. At least drawing anime was not as bad as some of the things Tina teaches.
"Big Brother!" Anna came running into the room and dived into Blake's arms. "Anna, you still calling me big brother?"
"Hehe…" Anna smiled as she hugged Blake. "It's still hard to change my wording sometimes. Ah! I smell like sweat! I was training just now. I will g…."
"Anna, are you not pregnant? Why are you running around?" Blake asked with a stern expression.
"Doctor Stanely said I can still work out a bit…." Anna pursed her lips. She was not used to sitting around!
"If the doc says it is okay, then fine, but do not overdo it." Blake was worried she would have a miscarriage, so he wanted her to be careful. He knew Anna was not one who could sit down all day.
"I will!" Anna smiled and kissed Blake's lips before getting up and running off.
"Hehe! Papa kissed Mama Anna! Papa and Mama Anna sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G!" Amber, the daughter Blake had with Sam, sang her song teasingly as she grinned mischievously at her Papa.
"Let me guess, your Mama Tina taught you that song too?" Blake asked. Amber nodded her head and giggled as she got up and ran away. Blake laughed and decided to make sure to punish Tina later tonight.
Currently, an ocean of undead was heading toward a massive city. This city was in ruins and overrun by monsters, but within the middle of this city, a half man half monster sat within a collapsed building with six naked females from the human race chained up, tending to his needs. Outside this building, millions of undead were slowly walking around in a circle around this building forming a kind of dead wall, with more joining every second.
This man was Fredrick Haralson. He had used a technique that had appeared in his mind to call all the undead to his location. It was not a technique just anyone could use. Only a necromancer could use this technique. It required the souls of over one thousand people to even cast the spell. And he had done just that. When he first arrived in this city, he met up with a group of humans trying to survive. A group of a little over one thousand of them. He easily killed them all off and snatched their souls while taking the women for himself.
Fredrick looked at the girl who was sucking his dick as if her life depended on it and smiled as he sat back on his large cushioned chair that looked like a throne while the other girls tended to him in other ways. "From this moment on, I will no longer be Fredrick Haralson. No, I will now be called the Lich King!"
He was an avid gamer and had played many MMOs in the past before the apocalypse, and he felt this name fit him very well. He was not the master of the undead. If this did not make him the lich king, then what did it make him? He could sense that more undead were coming. He had noticed that the green rain had caused the undead to begin rising. He took this chance to use it as a means of gathering his forces. Now he just needed to wait. He needed to wait for his forces to grow stronger. He did not know where he got these memories from, but he had to thank that elf he ate for blessing him with this new body and power. If it was not for that, he would not be able to find his new calling in life.
For now, he just had to sit and wait. Once his army was strong enough, he could then rampage around this world and take control of it!
Deep in a mountain side tens of thousands of black scaled figures stood in front of a much larger looking black scaled figure, the leader of the group. "My brethren! We will soon be strong enough to go outside once more. The reglios will no longer hide in the shadows! We will be the ones to cast a shadow over the other races leading them to fear us and worship us. We will make this world ours. Our strength is on par with those stupid dragonic as it is now. We have learned a lot in the past few years from our small skirmishes. We know what weapons these races use and how they fight. Now once our numbers are enough, we can take that knowledge and use it against them as we reign supreme over this world."
A loud roar echoed through the cave as the black scaled figures began chanting: "Reglios! Reglios!"
"My brethren! We must continue to expand our numbers! Mate with each other and bring about more of our kind!" The leader of the reglios yelled out. As it did, two smaller reglios came walking over and began touching the leader of the reglios with their hands playing with the spot between their legs which had both male and female parts. The leader of the reglios laid down and let one sit on top of it while the other stuck its thing inside it. The whole room soon turned into a reglios orgy.
While all this was going on, Blake was busy drawing pictures with his daughters. "Papa, you stink at drawing."
"What!?" Blake looked at his picture and thought it was pretty good. Although he had forgotten what he was trying to draw, and now it just looked like a blob. "This is a very good slime!"
"Papa…." Multiple girls called out and shook their heads. Blake scratched his head and put down his picture. He then looked at the girls' pictures and saw that they were actually very well done. But he had to question how they learn how to draw anime style characters. Because he sure did not know how.
"Yuki, who taught you to draw?" Blake asked. Yuki was the daughter he had with Yui.
"Mama Tina!" Yuki answered with a big smile. Blake rubbed his forehead as he realized that anything strange that occurred with his kids or his wives was all related to Tina. At least drawing anime was not as bad as some of the things Tina teaches.
"Big Brother!" Anna came running into the room and dived into Blake's arms. "Anna, you still calling me big brother?"
"Hehe…" Anna smiled as she hugged Blake. "It's still hard to change my wording sometimes. Ah! I smell like sweat! I was training just now. I will g…."
"Anna, are you not pregnant? Why are you running around?" Blake asked with a stern expression.
"Doctor Stanely said I can still work out a bit…." Anna pursed her lips. She was not used to sitting around!
"If the doc says it is okay, then fine, but do not overdo it." Blake was worried she would have a miscarriage, so he wanted her to be careful. He knew Anna was not one who could sit down all day.
"I will!" Anna smiled and kissed Blake's lips before getting up and running off.
"Hehe! Papa kissed Mama Anna! Papa and Mama Anna sitting in a tree, K.I.S.S.I.N.G!" Amber, the daughter Blake had with Sam, sang her song teasingly as she grinned mischievously at her Papa.
"Let me guess, your Mama Tina taught you that song too?" Blake asked. Amber nodded her head and giggled as she got up and ran away. Blake laughed and decided to make sure to punish Tina later tonight.
