The Dream Weaver – Veronica – appeared before Kiba like a twinkling haze, without emitting any spatial fluctuations. It was like she teleported, but not through space or any medium one could be aware of.
She slipped a hand on Kiba’s surprised face, and closed her face to his. Her neck touched his, and it was like she was about to kiss him.
The ethereal projection of the dreams swirled as she then opened her lips.
"I have no interest in acquiring the Cosmic Spark, never had."
Her misty breath lingered on him as she spoke. There was also a dreamy sweetness on her lips, radiating a temptation of epic proportions.
Had it not been Kiba but anyone else, they would have pounced on her to fulfill their beastly d.e.s.i.r.es.
But it was Kiba. He had tasted more lips than he could count. And despite his d.e.s.i.r.e to taste far more, he controlled it.
Veronica smiled and leaned further, her lips now just a hairsbreadth away from his. A slight moment and they would kiss, but neither of them took that step.
"You have learned to control your d.e.s.i.r.es," She noticed. "How surprising!"
"But it isn’t close to the required level," Kiba replied. "Otherwise, whatever you did just a few moments ago, I wouldn’t have been affected."
She ran a thumb over his lips and gently c.a.r.e.s.sed them.
"No need to feel bad," She responded with a mischievous smile. "Because none could resist my powers, not even the wielders of the Cosmic Spark."
Kiba obviously realized that when she used her hold over dreams to influence people all over the globe.
"You have the majority of the Spark."
Veronica pulled her hand back from his face and slid it down his body.
"But that also means your body takes the maximum toll from its cursed existence. So, despite having this form, you can’t use its powers to the level you would d.e.s.i.r.e."
"Is this the reason you don’t want it?" Kiba asked, unbothered as her hand arrived on his pants.
"No," She replied. "Back when I met you, I already told you – dream only what you truly d.e.s.i.r.e. Because d.e.s.i.r.e born out of temptation isn’t true d.e.s.i.r.e at all. It is just jealousy and anguish."
The shard of Cosmic Spark inside her eye glinted sharply as if agreeing with her.
"Then why are you here?" Kiba asked.
"Because I wanted to," Veronica rubbed his pants and felt him harden. "Just like I wanted to back then... when you needed me."
Hearing her words, Kiba broke into laughter. He forgot the raging hardon in his pants and lifted his head up to laugh.
"Oh, god! This is so funny!" Kiba slipped a hand on his face, and his laughter echoed.
"What’s funny?" Veronica asked while letting go of his pants.
"You told Agatha that she owes you for saving me from desperation!"
Kiba replied as his laughter turned maddening.
"And now you are like...you met me back then because I needed you! Hahaha!"
Kiba placed his other hand on his stomach. It was hurting from laughing.
"You asked what’s funny?" Kiba looked at her through the gap in his fingers. "It is that either I trust your claims or Extermination’s!"
There was a slight change in Veronica’s expression.
She was aware of him being Extermination as well, and he was sure she would know given she knew him about being Zed.
The reason for her change in expression was simple.
Extermination was a manifestation of his forbidden thoughts and a representation of his dark d.e.s.i.r.es. Those thoughts and d.e.s.i.r.es turned into the fuel of life whenever Zed thought of giving up.
"You did influence my life... you gave me hope and laid the foundation of what I wanted to do as Kiba," Kiba continued. "But I survived because of my anger, resentment, and the sheer d.e.s.i.r.e to see this world burned."
Veronica now smiled again.
It was her influence that he became Kiba and not Extermination after he acquired the Cosmic Spark.
So, even if he didn’t want to believe it, he needed her.
"When you were a kid, I was just passing through the Delta City," Veronica took over the conversation. "But I stopped when I felt a special existence."
"Awww....special?" Kiba couldn’t help from laughing again.
The easiest way to swindle a person was to make them feel special. By making them believe they were different from others and they were Chosen. It was a way to control an individual through ego.
And now she was doing the same, claiming she stopped because he was special!
"Unlike others, I have no need to fawn over you," Veronica said with a smile. "So stop thinking I’m trying to inflate your ego."
"...." Kiba couldn’t refute her.
"You were special because you had the same affinity as I."
"Affinity?" Kiba was startled.
"Affinity with the Cosmic Spark!" Veronica answered.
"!!"
"I knew sooner or later, you would come in contact with it," Veronica continued. "And that’s what happened, didn’t it? The strings of Fate pulled you to the Spark and ensured the destiny was fulfilled."
Kiba’s face tightened.
A few seconds passed, and he said nothing. Finally, he broke into a heartening smile and closed his face to hers. She spread her lips as his zoomed into hers.
Just as they mashed together into a tight kiss, Kiba placed a finger on her stomach. A sharp, blinding dot of power Cosmic emerged from his fingertip and blasted out.
Veronica opened her lips and dug her teeth into his lower lip, causing it to bleed. She licked the blood and grinned.
As for the exploding dot of power, it passed through her like she was nothing but a fleeting dream.
After passing through her, the dot of power Cosmic slanted upwards and beamed out, detonating everything in its path,
BOOM
The walls exploded in a shower of glass shards, and the tower shook violently as the dot swept up.
High in the sky, a high-tech government helicopter specialized in espionage exploded. Those insides didn’t even realize their fate as they turned into ashes.
The dot only faded after entering outer space and hitting a satellite.
On the training ground, Kiba was surprised.
"You are cynical and don’t believe me. I expected nothing less."
She said in his mind as she kissed his bloody lips.
"But still, for being naughty, I need to teach you a lesson."
She pulled her lips from his, and as Kiba started to contemplate her words, he began to fall down.
No, he didn’t fall.
He was sinking!
It was like some magical kaleidoscope has appeared on the training floor, s.u.c.k.i.n.g him in. With no gravity, he had no choice but to tumble freely.
He tried to stop, but there was no way he could stop here. In normal situations, he wouldn’t want to stop considering the insides of the space he was in.
Usually, the insides of the kaleidoscope seemed to be countless cellular glasses forming beautiful patterns.
Veronica’s version of kaleidoscope couldn’t be more different, except for one point, it was beautiful.
Far more beautiful than any kaleidoscope tube ever could be.
And how can they, when one sees what formed the insides?
Pussies!
Cunts!
Thousands, millions, no perhaps billions of tempting cunts!
Of all colors, textures, and sizes!
Kiba passed through one c.u.n.t to fall into another, only for that to open up like a flower blooming and suck him in, and then drop him into another.
The cunts above him and around him magnified as he fell further and further.
There was just no end.
It wasn’t some illusion.
His mouth was full of their tastes.
Sometimes sweet like honey, other times spicy like condiments, a few times even sour like lime, and rarely even metallic and sharp like a blade.
He experienced countless more cunts than he ever f.u.c.k.e.d in real life.
"Is she f.u.c.k.i.n.g with me?!"
If this was her idea of teaching him a lesson, it sure wasn’t working...
But then again, maybe it was to f.u.c.k with him?
The fall didn’t seem to end.
And soon, he began to get tired of pussies!
After all, even with variety, there was a limit to the number of pussies one could love and enjoy!
Sooner or later, boredom would take over.
So without any surprise, Kiba became angry and furious on pussies.
He wanted a change of scenery!
"Get me out of here!"
Kiba released a wave of explosive energy. The energy slammed into the pussies and exploded them.
But the explosion caused the pussies to multiply!
Kiba: "......."