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Paladin of Paris
Planetoid
- Joined
- Dec 9, 2014
No one truly knows how the Tower of Sin was created. The Orcs of Jaga claimed that their ancestors built it with the blood and bones of conquered foes. The Ulfar said that it is the bastion of the first gods, built from the fang of a great wyrm's fang. Humans believed it is a city of a long lost civilization.
No matter what it truly was, everyone agreed on what it currently is. The throne of those who rules the world. It has been months since the chosen tribes of god retook the continent of Salva from the kingdoms littering its surface, months after the alliance of men was shattered in the field of ravens. Heroes fell and will remembered in history as villains, for the world now belongs to a new people and humans are nothing but a forgotten past.
At least, most of them are. Some have a different fate, usherers of a new dawn by becoming breeding stocks for the chosen champions of God's Chosen Tribes in a mont-long orgy within the tower of sins. These women, the most beautiful women and the most powerful heroines, are the most precious treasure in the world. The last of humanity's surviving daughters, kept safe for use while the remnants of their people are being slaughtered and hunted down.
Moans of pain, pleasure or both filled the corridors, mixed in with frenzied orgasmic howling and the dominant roar of a champion as he conquered a human woman's cunt. In a central chamber located on the higher level of the tower, a different kind of mating was to take place. Andrion, first fang of the Ulfar, most powerful of his people, sat on a large bed, his furred torso rising and falling slowly in anticipation of his very special guest. The betrayer who brought the downfall of humanity.
No matter what it truly was, everyone agreed on what it currently is. The throne of those who rules the world. It has been months since the chosen tribes of god retook the continent of Salva from the kingdoms littering its surface, months after the alliance of men was shattered in the field of ravens. Heroes fell and will remembered in history as villains, for the world now belongs to a new people and humans are nothing but a forgotten past.
At least, most of them are. Some have a different fate, usherers of a new dawn by becoming breeding stocks for the chosen champions of God's Chosen Tribes in a mont-long orgy within the tower of sins. These women, the most beautiful women and the most powerful heroines, are the most precious treasure in the world. The last of humanity's surviving daughters, kept safe for use while the remnants of their people are being slaughtered and hunted down.
Moans of pain, pleasure or both filled the corridors, mixed in with frenzied orgasmic howling and the dominant roar of a champion as he conquered a human woman's cunt. In a central chamber located on the higher level of the tower, a different kind of mating was to take place. Andrion, first fang of the Ulfar, most powerful of his people, sat on a large bed, his furred torso rising and falling slowly in anticipation of his very special guest. The betrayer who brought the downfall of humanity.