#sylenna

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I stood in the lobby of the store, leaned down, kissed my wife on the head, pushed her wheelchair down the aisle.  Turn around and walked to my death.  The angry crazy boyfriend waving the gun didn't see me coming until I grabbed his arm.

He snarled, jerked, and swung with his other arm.  I held on, but I couldn't keep it from lowering and pointing at me.  The gun whispered, I felt it but not hear it. 5 to the shoulder and 1 to the head.  It grazed along the side, blood, my skin split and folded.  I don't think I died, but concussion definitely.  

The world collapsed, and formed back.  Black and stars.  Voices of storms , earthquakes, and thunder spoke, nay commanded me to serve.  I was to be a rule breaker.  But I was to avoid doing too much evil.  I managed to find the courage to ask"being the good guy usually means killing the bad ones. ". Oh, that's fine.  Kill hundreds, thousands, millions. But some of the other things are outlawed.  Make the world a better place at any cost.

I was being Isekaied into a new world as a baby.

The rules I will be breaking.

Hermaphrodite. Part male in a female body.

Succubus:  they don't exist in this world.  I will be part Succubus.  The Race acts like a Class, with unique Skills.  Truly unique.  No one else will ever have them other then me.  

Classes:  everyone gets a Class.  With abilities and Skills.  Max 3.  I as a Succubus, I drink the souls of the dead.  Free roaming or the ones I kill with my own hands or during sex.  I can drink the soul and gain all their memories and get a copy of their Class.  I can have as many Classes as I want and use them all.

I can only have one goddess.  Selenne commands me, may speak with me, and can dismiss me at her whim.

New Skill Awarded:  Advanced Perception.  360 degree 100 meters.  Can see everything surrounding me.  I saw all the nurses.  My mother.  She was soooo pretty.  Tall slim muscular.  Red hair and glowing amber eyes, She is tired and stressed.

I could feel her push again, but her opening would not open enough.

New Skill Awarded: Aura of Lust and Love.  Enforce the feelings and hormones related to Lust and Love.  It can be resisted with penalties.

New Skill Awarded:   Soul Absorption.   Absorb souls to increase my power and Skils.

Chalice of Souls:  Form a magical cup full of soul essence.  It can be shared with others but it is highly addictive.  A deadly addiction , if not feed, either kills the person or their Soul joins the nearest Chalice and leaves a brain dead but living body.

New Skill Awarded:  Chains of Enslavement.  Based on level, summons magical blessed chains that appear and binds the target, Beast, animals, or human or similiar.  Prevents escape and limits the ability to fight.  Chains slowly pulse with Lust, and Command.  Enforcing your will and authority on the target.  The Chains can be thin like spider web or thick and huge like ship anchors, your choice.  Sexually teases and taunts the target.

New Skill Awarded:  Armor of Love.  Can be applied to any living target.  The effect is permanent.  Grants a living shape changing armor that can absorb other armors and materials to provide enhanced protection.  Can also absorb magic from armor, weapons, runes, spell books, other items, worn to boost its durability and power and usefulness.   Also applies a Health Regeneration to the wearer.  It can absorb poisons and diseases from the wearer and unleash it on the enemy its fighting.  The armor has desires and will sexually tease and forceably penetrate the wearer to please the wearer.  The living armor loves the wearer and will constantly attempt to sexually please the wearer. Each Armor is mentally linked to you, and will obey your wishes. If attacked, you know where and the danger level so you can race to the rescue, if you so decide. The armor is a living creature, and loves the wearer, and will sacrifice its own life force to heal the wearer to protect the wearer and bring them back fro the verge of death if necessary.

Regeneration?  His mother looked like she was failing.  Something needed to be done.

"Armor of Love!" Suddenly , Living Liquid poured out of ears and her arse and mouth, and from behind her shoulder blades, wrapping my mother in a tight hug and it pulsed with Love and Healing.

The nurses and midwives screamed and scattered. The moving liquid black as night and shiny latex and leather.  

"I can feel it.  My daughter loves me, and she is trying to heal me.  She is hugging me."

"Are you cursed?  What the hells is that evil thing."

"My daughter lovesssss meeeeeeeeee." She breathed in and breathed our, struggling, painfully pushing. I wiggled and struggled and plop I was out.  I could see myself.  Cute baby, oversized, full head of red hair.

I was huge for a baby, I looked like I was 6 months old. No wonder my mother had struggled so hard to give birth to me. I could see my myself, the girly parts and boy. It looked cramped and awkward.

I watched as she healed and got better. I loved her. She was my mom in this world, and I felt bad that the gods put in her the path of this storm named Autumn.

I will protect her, and behave, be the blessing that all moms think their babies will be. I mentally commanded the Armor of Love to love her, nothing sexual.

✦I rush forwards and am caught up in a tight tearful hug. “I missed you so much, My Princess. You’ve never left my thoughts.” I’m crying now. It’s been years since I got to see him, and we finally got to meet back up. It occurs to me that he is the familiar face that Zain had mentioned. “My Knight. My sweet knight how I missed you.” We pull apart for a kiss, only to be interrupted by an unfamiliar voice. “Sir, one of the wounded refuses to be treated by anyone but you. Oh, sorry.” The girl recognizes that she seems to have walked into a more personal moment.

The girl has dark red hair, her bangs fading to pink, while the rest of her hair fades to a deep violet. She has bright orange eyes, fair skin, and wears a red dress with pink sleeves that matches her hair. “Okay, tell him I’ll be there in a moment.” He presses a kiss to my forehead before proceeding to introduce the girl. “This is Sylenna, my apprentice. Sylenna, this is Abella.” I smile and hold out my hand. “Hi, it's nice to meet you.” Her eyes widen as she looks at me. “Y-your the princess. Your Princess Abella. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Your Highness.” She bows slightly.

I laugh as she straightens and I take her hand, shaking lightly. "You can just call me Abella, I've never cared much for formality." She shakes my hand. “O-Oh okay. Sorry, Your Highness, I-I mean Abella.” She smiles before regaining her more serious stature. "He's over here sir. He refuses treatment from anyone else, and his wounds are nearing critical." Rane nods and follows her through the medical camp, leaving Zain and me on our own. Looking around me, I go over to a nearby table and grab a medical kit and go around the camp tending to the injured. Zain does the same and soon a majority of the camp are well on their way to recovery.

We meet back up with Rane and Sylenna towards the end of the afternoon in the middle of the camp. I grab a rag and wipe the remnants of blood, medicine, and other various fluids from my hands, before tossing it to my brother. It hits him in the face and he scowls as he takes it, before slingshotting it back at me with a smirk. I dodge it with a squeal. “Zain! What the heck? You’ll kill someone like that!” He laughs with a smirk and runs away as I start to chase him with the filthy rag.

Rane watches with a smile as we haphazardly chase each other around the camp, shouting rude words and half-hearted insults. "You guys never grow up do you?" He smirks as he catches the rag as it flies towards them. "Eh, sometimes you gotta lighten up a bit. All war and no play makes for some very stressed soldiers. And if you get too tense, you can't be at your peak." Zain grins and links his hands behind his head. I walk over to Rane and press a quick kiss to his cheek. "Sometimes you just need to loosen up babe." I hug him loosely as he nuzzles my neck. "Maybe love, but there has to be a better way than throwing a contaminated rag around near the ill and mending." He remarks with a smile.

I put on a pout before breaking back into a smile. "Fiinnee. But it would do you some good to loosen up a bit love." I smirk at him as he feigns offence. "You dare infer that I can't be fun? Why I've never been so offended!" He smirks as we kiss once more. "Ugh, can you guys like not. Go and get a room or something." Zain whines in disgust. "Well excuse me if I get to actually be romantic with my partner for once. It's not like I never see him or anything, unlike you. Oh, wait." I snark at him with a cruel smirk. "Shut up." Zain pouts and walks off to some other part of the camp.

Sylenna watches the events unfold, somewhat confused by the strange dynamic we have together. "You all have a very interesting relationship. I expected the princess to be much more serious. N-Not that it's a bad thing. It's nice, to see that even the legendary "Fighting Princess" has a soft side." She smiles sweetly.