Yes, I was reborn that night. Not just physically, but also mentally, emotionally and spiritually. Bariel was my old name. One that I never really appreciated anyway. Ariel however… Though they were so similar, Ariel always had a much stronger appeal to me, ever since I first heard Asmodeus call me that.
“Shit… I’m so damn horny now.”
Once I quenched my thirst, ate some berries and played with my weird back-tentacles a bit, I felt a terrifying urge overwhelm me. It was much stronger than any arousal I had ever felt before then. I needed an outlet… Or two.
I had obviously played with the two of them many times before, but this was different. Rather than sex, it was more like eating a meal. I started with the boy. Although he was terrified by my appearance at first, he suddenly calmed down and then stared at me ravenously. As I sat on top of his waist, he thrust inside of me on his own initiative. Then the girl woke up and was dazed, then showed a similar appearance. She immediately approached my back and allowed my tentacles to penetrate all three of her holes at the same time. Although they appeared huge at first, they were pretty slimy and could condense small enough to avoid hurting the brat.
It was the first time I ever truly felt ‘powerful’. Even killing my enemies never felt so good. There was plenty of pleasure on my end, especially since those tentacles were absurdly sensitive. They even ejaculated when I had orgasms, but there was also a sense of fulfillment. I didn’t quite understand until later.
After I finished with the two of them, they started transforming. Very slowly. It wasn’t like my excruciatingly painful evolution, but a slow and gradual change. We stayed in those woods for a long time. I had gained the ability to change other people’s perception of my appearance. At least it worked on the goblins and my daughter.
I could either be a beautiful woman or a terrifying beast, but my true appearance was somewhere in between. I could also look like a sexy man or a hideous demon. So long as the target was weak minded enough to succumb to my illusions, then they would believe I was whomever or whatever I wanted them to think I was.
Anyway, I would play with those two goblins every night, while I would sleep for most of the day. Angelica and I built some makeshift tree houses for us to stay in… The first few fell apart, hence why we needed to make so many.
“Mama…” I heard that voice late at night, two weeks after those goblins started changing. It was the girl, Mary. Both of them had small horns growing out of their heads, while their ears became longer and more pointed. Their skin turned pink and their irises were bright red. They weren’t Green Goblins anymore at that point. They could even speak, though they were less intelligent than I was as a baby.
The most important thing was that I could actually influence their actions by thinking about it. Turning them into useful minions. It was then that I realized what Asmodeus wanted me to do with my newfound power… Rule.
After another two weeks, Mary and Tommy stopped getting smarter. No, I didn’t name them. That was my daughter’s doing. Their intelligence got to the point where they could follow complex orders and somewhat talk but, they were still too stupid to be independent from me. Their horns were asymmetrical and random. Mary had a ram horn on the left side of her head, while the right forehead had a small bull horn, which was pointing straight upwards. Tommy just had a bunch of little horns coming out of his scalp, all of them were blunted and relatively safe compared to Mary’s.
“Mommy, your hair is so pretty… Can I braid it?” Angelica was sitting to my left and playing with my hair, as I was using a charcoal pencil to continue drawing a map of the woods that I started weeks before then. I had a bunch of vellum, or parchment made from calfskin, which I was planning to use to make maps or even to sell them for money wherever I was going to end up. While I might not have been a great cartographer, it was always a hobby of mine, back in Black Mithril. I would keep and update maps of the city.
Anyway, the point is that after a month of wandering around and mapping out everything within a few hours of ‘my’ walking distance… I still didn’t find anything interesting. Just lots of trees, some big boulders here and there to use as landmarks, along with a few animal dens. There were small black bears, but when they saw us, they would run away instead of fight. The boars were a bit feistier, yet that only made them easier to hunt.
“Sure Angel.” I snickered and the girl started using twine, beads and even shells to braid my hair into weird shapes. Although it wasn’t the same as my tentacles, I noticed that ‘hair’ was actually really sensitive. I had never really thought about it before I had hair of my own, but it was a pleasant sensation to have someone comb or run their fingers through my hair. Not sexual, just calming.
Angelica giggled and kissed my cheek, whispering “Mommy, I love you.” Then she looked at the map I had finished drawing and asked “Mommy, what’s the point in drawing our surroundings? It’s all just trees and rocks…”
I smiled at her and explained “It might be trees and rocks, but they’re all different. If you have this map, you can know exactly where you are in this forest… Or at least when you’re within the range of the map. Because I included some defining features of every single tree, to an extent. I wanted to finish this map before your birthday and give it to you as a present…”
Unfortunately, our bonding time was cut short by a piercing scream in the distance. Followed by another, and another. Along with yelling and roaring, I knew that it was finally time to find out how powerful I had really become…
“Angel, stay here. Mary and Tommy, protect your sister. Don’t let anyone hurt her… I’ll be back soon.” After I said that, I jumped from the door of the treehouse. It was a three-meter fall, but I didn’t even sprain an ankle.
“Mommy, no! Don’t leave me!” I could hear my daughter crying as I left, but sometimes you can’t be there to protect your kids yourself. Also, I didn’t want her to see what I was going to do…
The screams and shouts were coming from deep within the forest. Deeper than I had ever gone before then. But they were getting closer, so I knew that I had to go out and stop them before they reached our ‘base’.
“Don’t let em get away! Kill em all! And burn da bodies!” A masculine voice echoed in the distance. Followed by more shrill screams. I could hear babies crying too.
I was running at a steady pace toward that direction, but I wasn’t even slightly out of breath. Instead, it felt like my body was filled with energy. My body was being filled with Mana from that bright-red star in the dark, night sky. Those tentacles on my back wiggled anxiously, before getting hard and growing much longer.
“Cap’n! Look over there!” As I got close enough to see them, they also saw me. There were hundreds of knights wearing iron armor, all riding large steeds. They were corralling thousands of terrified Green Goblins. Mostly women and children. When I smelled their fear, it intoxicated me, but I avoided them and suddenly found myself a hundred meters from where I had previously been standing.
My purple tendrils wrapped around a knight, while I was hovering a meter above and behind him. He shouted “What?! Agh~!” Before being ripped to shreds, along with his armor. I was amazed at how much power those tentacles actually had, though I could barely even control them consciously.
Then I was flung over to an area with a bunch of dismounted knights. The tentacles became hard and sharp, like blades, as my body was spun around in circles. Some of them were decapitated, while others managed to parry with their greatswords or block with their metal shields.
“Demon! Kill the demon! Ignore those sniveling goblins and kill that bitch!” Their leader barked out some orders, but his men didn’t follow them properly… Because my true power had finally kicked in.
His right-hand man plunged a spear through the back of his neck, before being cut down by a few other men who shouted “Traitor!” And then they slaughtered each other.
As I continued using my tentacles to massacre the frenzied and confused knights, I could hear Alicia giggling in the back of my mind. The blood and gore actually made me horny. Not just that, but also the act of dominating those huge human men with what could be considered my ‘genitals’. When they were really hard, my tentacles were less sensitive. It was still kinky though.
“Come! Attend your queen!” I grinned at the terrified Green Goblins, then whispered “No… Your Goddess.”
After several hours, most of the knights had already died. Yet there were a handful of them who managed to survive… And became my pets. The Green Goblins worshipped me. I spent that night reveling in a feast of flesh. That means sex. I had sex with so many Green Goblin women and even a few human men.
But once the high was over, I had to get down to business. I ordered the goblins to gather up all the human corpses that were still relatively fresh and cook them over a bunch of bonfires I created. I was stuffed after ‘eating’ all night, but those goblins were all starving. Especially the children and babies.
Chopping up and eating a couple hundred humans didn’t seem to perturb them at all. In fact, it was probably the way things use to be, back before humanity invented… No, never mind, they didn’t invent anything. It was the Dwarves that gave metallurgy to the humans. At least according to the records of Black Mithril.
According to Joseph, humanity had nearly exterminated all other sentient races within the Western Plains of Alfirin. The ones who survived were kept as toys or simply evaded capture by hiding in various regions… Like that forest for example.
Those few thousand goblins were the last of their kind. The ones who were left in the cities had already been killed off, due to King Minas’ edict. But the thing about goblins, is that we reproduce very, very quickly. With enough food and water, a thousand of us can turn into ten-thousand within a year.
But what about my ‘new’ breed of goblin? The pink ones, with horns and enough intelligence to use weapons and other tools properly? Well, when I brought my new minions back to our base near the water, I made a startling discovery: Mary laid hundreds of eggs when I was gone. Yeah, hundreds.
Although Angelica was obviously worried about me, she was all tuckered out from helping to ‘deliver’ the eggs all night. It was good though, because I didn’t want her to see the goblins munching on roasted human limbs. Anyway, that sudden burst of pink eggs wasn’t normal. Or she would’ve done it sooner. The reason was obviously due to that stream of mana, delivered from Asmodeus.