The God's Chosen

The God's Chosen
by Dark Mrowlidash

Part One, continued

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"Mmm.." the god's fingers trailed down his perfect form, as he lounged upon his throne, the lingering pleasures from his conquest of the human boy still affecting him.

"I wish I could say I couldn't remember a time I felt this good..." Arceus mused, still able to see the image of the purple haired child, writhing and screaming beneath him, offering his praises to his god through blissful agony, "Yes... he's just like the last one.. Even that defiant glare, the initial hostility, mistrust, even.. hatred. I see it as if it was only yesterday.."

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"My lord, is this necessary? They do not need to be.. claimed, as you had with us. We assure you, they will be entirely loyal to their creator, we have instilled--"

A wave of my hand silenced the lean young man before me, sent him fluttering nervously backward, "Dialga, must you always ramble on so? You and your brother saw fit to bring life into my world, and thought I would allow this new life to go without knowing of its original creator?"

"But what Dialga is trying to stress.. is that these life forms are more.. delicate than he or I... they weren't created to possess the.. capability to accommodate your.. magnificence."

I pondered, momentarily. I hadn't seen these new beings for myself, but I did know that I would not be deterred. This was the first new opportunity in.. an eternity. "Then perhaps, you will be more thoughtful with your next creations?"

The young men before me winced, and I couldn't help but smile as I finally reached their creation chamber, tucked away in one of the peaks of my mountain. This was where the two retired when I did not have need of them, and it seemed they had been quite diligently modifying this place. Where once it was barren rock, now, a smoothed out cavern had been formed, and filled with pristine water. In the center of this water, a cave peeked from within a wreath of mist, a forbidden area that tempted me to enter.

"That's where you're keeping them?"

"The three of them are.. quite shy. Still mostly afraid of the outside world."

"We plan to nurture them in solitude from the outside, so that they will grow into kind souls, capable of only the purest emotions. We plan for them to become the inspiration that drives our further creations. So that we need not compel each being we create to act a certain way, but instead, they will find the way on their own, with these shining lights to guide them."

"You believe you can.. inspire creations to act a certain way, without force?" I asked, rather mystified by their approach.

"Yes my lord," Palkia answered, raising his head in what was perhaps, a demonstration of hopefulness, "Our creations have power over emotions. Through their influence, the beings that come afterward will come to know the lessons we wish to teach them, without us becoming personally involved. It is our goal to minimize direct contact with this world.. so that it can grow and become diverse.. separate from our own.. personal tastes."

"You believe my view on how to manage creation is wrong, don't you, Palkia?" I spoke with absolution, his intention could not be hidden from me, "That is why you've gone through such.. elaborate means to ensure this world does not feel its link.. to its creator."

"M-my lord.. it is not my intent to--"

"Do not waste my time, Palkia. I have given you a free will, separate from my own, and as such, I accepted the possibility that we would perhaps disagree, when I brought you, and your brother, into being. That you still live at this moment is proof that I forgive your behavior.. but I will remind you that I will have my way with this world.. in whatever manner I deem necessary. And should I feel the need to alter your.. work, I will do so, and you will behold what I have done in respectful silence.. am I clear?"

"Yes.. Arceus. We will behold your judgement." the two young dragons echoed formally.. and with that, I set out over the water, eager to see what awaited, inside the misty cave...

And what awaited indeed, was a sight to behold.

"..who's there?" called a young voice from somewhere in the rocks along the cave walls, much younger than my first creations, "Who disturbs us?"

"I am the Alpha, young one. I am Arceus, god of all you perceive... and it is my will that you reveal yourself to me.. come out from hiding."

A few moments later, a tiny frame emerged from behind a boulder toward the far end of the cave, and then, two more, each more hesitant than the first.

"Arceus, the Creator. Our fathers have told us about you," spoke the first to emerge, a tiny boy with a blue tinge to his skin, and sharp yellow eyes. A red crystal sparkled atop his forehead, and two slender tails wound around his back, curling at his ankles. The other two were.. unlike this boy, while both were blue and slight, with matching crystals and tails, they had.. varying colored hair, and body types that aligned with a younger version of my third, and considerably more temperamental creation.. the female Giratina.

I smiled, and stepped forward, allowing the small ones to take in my presence. I loomed over them, the tallest of them barely making the height of my chest. "Oh? And what did your fathers tell you? Good things I hope?"

"They said that you are dangerous. And that you have no respect for life," the boy spoke firmly, while it was clear that his sisters were much more apprehensive about repeating such things.. "Azelf!" one of them whimpered, casting a pleading glance toward her brother, "Don't say such things in the presence of Arceus!"

The boy's eyes caught mine, yellow fires clashing with green sparks.. "I am without fear," he finished.

For a moment, I allowed disdain to take over my features, before it gave way to amusement and dismissal.. "Hmm, so that's what they think of me. I suppose I could be insulted, but what reason have I to be so? I am above such things. Besides, I did not come here to concern myself with Dialga or Palkia, but with you three."

"What do you seek, Arceus?" the purple female spoke up, in a clear attempt to prevent her brother from inciting anything.

"First of all, I wish to learn your names.. and your purposes.." I glanced to each of them, noting their expressions..

"Of course. I am Mesprit, and I have been tasked with inspiring joy in others."

"And I am Uxie, I have been tasked with inspiring knowledge, and love of learning, in others."

I turned to the boy, who continued to radiate that defiant gaze.. before speaking, "I am Azelf. I have been tasked with inspiring willpower in others. The power to stand up against any threat.. the power to make actions with one's full strength. That is what I inspire."

"I see.. quite the little warrior you are. Surely creation's rise and fall rests on your tiny shoulders.."

For the first time, I allowed my hands to wander, reaching out to settle on the boy's shoulders. He was warm, and vibrant, full of youth and energy and vitality.. the heat felt good as it transferred into my skin..

"You have learned of us, Arceus.." the yellow female spoke, casting an uneasy glance toward her brother, and my hands... had they been told of my.. other traits? "Is this what you sought? We desire solitude, that we may develop.. We are not yet powerful enough to leave this sanctuary.."

"You have given me part of what I seek.. but there is more I require of you. You see, as you are, there is no place for the three of you, in my world."

"What do you mean?" the boy spoke up, a frown forming on his delicate lips.

"I mean, that your existence is imperfect as it is. You will not be permitted to develop on the course that you are currently on. That is not my desire. I have come to.. alter your path, to suit my will."

I stepped between the three children, past them, to the wall of the cave.. and took a seat on a large, smooth rock. Afterward, I extended my clawed fingers in a drawing motion.. "Come to me, all of you."

The three padded lightly over to the rock.. pausing before it, looking amongst each other.. "I didn't say 'come to the rock and stop', did I? Up here, share in the space of your Creator."

With that, the three crawled atop the rock, and reluctantly, the two sisters pressed into my sides, finding that the only way to comply without falling off to the ground. The boy, however, merely looked around for a place to sit, and failed to find one.

"There isn't enough room," he finally snapped, and began to turn away.. but before he could, I reached forward, catching his arm in my grip.. he turned, cutting me a scathing glare, but I merely smiled, guiding him upward, and into my lap, where I seated him firmly.. "Right here, don't you see?"

The unease that flittered between them was nearly tangible. I could tell that Dialga and Palkia had.. rejected the methods I'd used to.. tame both them, and their sister.. just from how.. not used to touch these little ones were.

"Our fathers said to never allow anyone to lay their hands on us."

"Yes, but what are your fathers? Extensions of my frivolous imagination. Their orders are interfering noise when compared to my desires. I want each of you to remember this..."

I let my voice trail off as I focused on my other senses.. with my powerful arms I pulled the young ones in to my body, feeling their perfectly soft skin caressing mine.. with each inhalation I took in the scent of them, fresh and clean like the water they were born from, yet mixed something else that was each of them, their own vitality, their own personal scent..

..and then, I sensed that scent, become tainted, in an instant, with something unmistakable.. Fear.

My eyes lifted open, though I didn't recall them sliding shut.. and I set them upon my arousal, which had been growing between my legs the entire time, pulsing and hungering. These gentle souls were begging for me to have them..

"No.." the boy's mouth opened in protest.. apparently he knew something of this process.. and spoke against it, even as his sisters were silent with terror. "Arceus.. do not do this."

I wasn't even the slightest bit interested in his complaint. In fact, I was ready to stop hearing it entirely. I reached down my chest to where the boy was perched, trying his best to avoid contact with my sex, and hoisted him up, crashing his lips into mine, sliding my tongue deep into his slick, warm mouth.. tasting his fear and screams and anger, all rising up from his air-deprived lungs.

I could feel the defiance raising in this young one.. and as I released him from my kiss, I bit into his lower lip, drawing his blood for the first time, I was certain... he sat dazed, having never seen it before.. seething.. and while he busied himself with his new discoveries, I gathered his sisters in each arm and took my time languidly kissing each of them, learning the differences in their flavors, the differences in their squirms. Them, I spared the bites... they seemed to be better at cooperation.

I drew upward the one named Uxie, gently running my fingers over her chest, pausing to graze over the tiny bumps that dotted partway, nothing at all like the full mounds that adorned my lovely Giratina. Indeed, this female was timid, and weak.. not at all like the dark queen that ruled in shadow.. but that wasn't without its perks.. I rather enjoyed this display of submissiveness, compared to the battle that was mating the rampaging dragon-bitch. Truthfully, I could get used to this sort of attitude..

"Little one.. so soft and warm, give yourself to me and I will reward you with my blessing.." I murmured into her neck, nibbling lightly against the skin, licking upward, sliding to her face and lips yet again, kissing lightly before casting my attention to her sister, who was trembling slightly into my side, attempting to shield herself from my presence with my own body. Illogical.. and incredibly cute.

"And you.. Mesprit, yes? You wish to inspire joy? Then find the joy in my body as it takes you, find the joy in the cries that I will wring from your throat, as I fill you... only then will you be made perfect in my eyes.." I lifted her with one hand, tasting her flesh with the tip of my tongue, flicking over the miniature protrusions that stood from her chest, dampening them, causing her to shiver... I set her down after a moment, ready to deal with her brother once more.

The boy tried to hold me back at first, but it was beyond useless, my strength was enough to crush him with a mere mental thought, and he was attempting to stop my physical self? "Pointless," I voiced as I gathered him, laying back against the rock even more, to allow the three to find more places to press into me.. my fingers drew idle patterns over his frame, down his back, tickling at every sensitive place.. he quivered and surely without his intent, I could feel his desire rising, the once flaccid bit of flesh between his legs stirring to life.. I toyed with the peaking erection with my fingers.. and the strained mewl that spilled from the boy's lips was more than encouraging.

"That's it.." I whispered, pressing my lips against his ear, as I continued to work him.. I'd always enjoyed the image of the male more than the female.. perhaps because it reminded me of myself, and this boy was a delightfully pleasurable example. Though I certainly wouldn't neglect any of the three this night.

My hands slithered over to the two females, reaching between their legs, rubbing at the soft folds that lined the entrance into them, slicking over my fingers with the wetness that was developing in them both. It would not be enough to lessen the pain that would surely tear at them both.. but it would provide some sort of.. temporary amusement for myself, and that was, in essence, what life was about, was it not?

After a few more basking moments, I was ready to escalate this encounter to something even more pleasurable.. and spoke my commands, "I have done so much for each of you.. now I desire something in return.. touch me, little ones. I want to feel you, as you explore the perfection of your Creator.."

They hesitated, initially.. of course they would. But soon, they came to feel my claws on their backs, and my hisses in their ears.. and the threat of danger frightened them into action.. and filled my senses yet again with the delicious scent of fear.. swirling around our heated bodies..

The tiny hands swarmed over my chest and legs, anything they could reach, stroking awkwardly, rubbing nervous circles.. they didn't know how to touch me, and that was part of what made this so precious.. the sheer.. newness of these sensations.. I'd never felt something like this. I reached down to a hand that was just about to dart past my erection and redirected it harshly, planting it atop the heated rod without hesitation.. I didn't feel like playing games all night.

Following the hand to its source revealed it to belong to the boy, Azelf, and I grinned ferally at him, as I guided him, for the first time of many... in pleasuring his god. His sisters watched in frightened amazement, as my thick pole swelled even further at his forced ministrations, its shade shifting darker, redder... more lustful. It was the same as the haze that took hold of my mind.. I wanted him.. and I allowed that feeling to consume me.

But even still... I could not forget my own plans. He would be last.. he had to be.

"Mmm.. it's time.." I growled, seizing the closest figure to me, the yellow female, holding her down as I changed my position. I was the Alpha, and I always resided atop my servants. The young thing squirmed and squealed at the weight that pinned her down, and I merely smirked and stroked at the side of her face.. before shifting again, this time, positioning to enter...

And oh... what an entrance I had made. The shrieks that ripped from her throat as I'd impaled her nearly set her siblings to screaming, though they eventually settled on frozen shock. The heady scent of blood filled my nostrils as I rammed her, filling her entirely, without the patience that such a stretch probably needed. She would live.

"Ohhhh," I let a low groan rumble through us both as I peered downward, enough to see myself.. so thick inside her tightness that I could see the outline of my girth inside her body.. moving, rippling, forcing her to accommodate.

The screams never ceased, the splitting wails formed the background melody that became broken by my percussive impacts, as I rocked my hips and howled in time with the masterpiece I was making of this young thing. Liquids of.. varying types gushed around me as I pounded inward.. I didn't care to discern them, just use them to slick my thrusts.

After a while, I noticed that the screaming had died down.. to a different sound, repeated sobs.. the girl had started crying and wouldn't let up... eyes wrenched shut to keep the pain out of at least one of her senses. I wasn't anywhere near release, but I was beginning to lose interest in this female. I pulled out of her, smearing her over with the fluids that had collected at the tip of my hardness, and then pushed her aside, the next one already in my grasp... the other female, Mesprit, trembled, yet seemed to have accepted her fate.

"Good. I suppose you're going to try and find enjoyment in this, aren't you?"

Before she could answer, I had pierced her. And the screams that tore from her were.. different. It was painful, I knew, but I could feel her adapting, trying to find all the little ways the pain felt good... A resourceful little thing.. I would give her something more. I pulled her in to me, pressing my hand along her rear, rocking her hard up and down on my length, angling deeper, thrusting harder.. I was getting closer to satisfaction.. but this would not yet be enough. I snapped my teeth, biting hard into her shoulder, leaving a mark that would persist for eternity.. and the accompanying cry of tortured pleasure that escaped her as I did so.. signaled the end. I felt a brief spasm of her body.. then she felt limp.. spent.. breathing ragged as her climax dropped off.. I tore her off of me and cast her aside as well.

My eyes hungrily roved over the last of the three. The boy, who by this point, had backed into the wall, and looked ready to attempt passing through the rock to escape. Even if he had, it would have accomplished nothing.. and I reached for him...

..to have my fingers bitten, clawed at, savaged in an attempt to ward me off. "Stop it! Don't! Don't dare touch me!" he cried, screaming, snarling.. anything.. anything.. I could feel his desperation, and rising anger. "I swear I'll kill you! I won't let--"

..during those words, I grabbed the boy by his very mouth, pulled him, and forced him down, ignoring the barely registering 'pain' of his bites.

"Boy.. do not test the patience of your god.. I am Arceus, and everything you are, belongs to me."

That was the only preface I needed, before I buried every inch of my length into the tightest body I'd ever desired to have.

He did not scream. Of course he wouldn't. He bit down on his already bleeding lip and kept it all inside. He let the trickling of blood be the only sign of discomfort. I smiled and gripped his hips. Whatever he wanted to do, didn't matter to me.. as long as it didn't interfere.. with the delicious, tight.. hot friction that was sliding within him.

I shoved my hips forward again and again, finally feeling the release building.. but perhaps a bit of inspiration.. I reached around, grabbing the boy's small arousal, and pumped it in time with my thrusts.. knowing the extreme lack of experience would cause him to burst in no time...

Soon afterward.. I heard it.. the loss of his self control, the loss of his dignity, flying forth from his lips along with the cry he'd been unable to bite back, as the splash of cum flowed from the boy over my hungry fingers.. It was enough. I growled, pushed in deep, and released myself.. quivering as I pumped the boy absolutely full of my essence... I was still going when I pulled him free, splattering down all three of the prone and quaking bodies beneath me.. collapsing on them, utterly spent, perfectly satisfied..

Blood.. tears.. and an assortment of sexual fluids smeared over all of us.. when my strength returned a second later, I found myself laughing heartily. How pointless... creation! Weak and trembling beneath me... I mused to myself..

What do goals and dreams matter when they do not?

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"Not unless they are mine," the god chuckled, shifting in his throne.. drawing his fist over his slicked erection yet again.. "It is such a shame.. they couldn't ever understand their purpose.."

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"Arceus! What have you done?!?"

I still remember their expressions. When I had emerged from the cave.. covered in everything.. My two creations were nearly undone with outrage. They took off past me without a moment's notice, into the cave where their broken children lay, waiting for comfort that would do too little to save them.

I began my ascension to my personal realm in the Beginning Dimension.. not caring to wait for them to re-emerge, full of anger and questions that they had no right to possess. My will was done because it -was- and what did I need to justify anything for?

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"Ah..." the god moaned, feeling the liquid that slid over his fingers, pool on his throne's surface.. laying back in supine, sexual fulfillment, he turned his eyes to the clear sky.. "If they had only seen, I wouldn't have to do this to them.. wouldn't have to judge them.. and destroy them. But in the end.. it is as true as it ever was.. only I am perfect.. and in the end.. only I will remain.."

The Creator smiled darkly, parting his lips to whisper across the world to his newest chosen..

"Fly quickly back to me.. little one.. There is much I have waiting for you.."

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End Part One