The Vaid Empire

Aifa

“The world shall step aside, for I’ll never allow it to threaten us again.”

– Aifa, To Darmi, 767 BVE.

Aifa

Species

Cavari

Sex

Female

Born

787 BVE, Deep Jungle

Familial Connections

Lovers

Onaalag

Darmi

Children

Nula-bal

Jynae-bal

Ayaalag

Cycath

Seedling Children

Countless

Stillbirths

One Tentacle Mass

Political Affiliations

Titles

The Mother of Tentacles

The Red Vessel

The Mistress of The Apocalypse

Reigns

Ruler Of Aslyd Ruins (766 BVE – 761 BVE)

Successors

The Triumvirate

Table of Contents

Importance

Aifa, The Mother of Tentacles, was the servant of The Great Onaalag, and mother to many beings of his bloodline. After her master’s death, she risked her life to forge a homeland that could keep her descendants safe from an unforgiving and cruel world, forsaking her own species.

Biography

Survival

Born in the deep jungles of the first continent in the year 787 BVE, Aifa was raised by her mother, who forged her into a resilient survivor. She was taught how to hunt, forage, and conceal her presence from the monstrous beasts that infested the jungle around them.

For many years, they survived alone, preferring the safety of solitude. On rare occasions, however, they joined smaller tribes for short periods, always prepared to flee the moment each group collapsed from various threats. From a young age, Aifa learned how quickly the jungle could claim anyone she cared about, surviving each time her tribe was torn apart by infighting, scattered by attacks from dangerous predators, or butchered by outside aggressors.

In the final days of her childhood, on the brink of becoming a young woman, Aifa and her mother were ambushed by a local tribe during their travels. Though the group intended to enslave the pair for breeding purposes, their struggle turned violent when Aifa’s blinded the leader during their escape. Her mother, however, was slain by a thrown spear while fleeing with her daughter.

Over the next two years, Aifa continued to survive on her own, only joining with other groups when their larger numbers directly benefited her. Trusting no one, she never allowed herself to form attachments to others, always expecting those around her to fall or betray her. Though often taking female lovers on the rare occasions when she encountered other Cavaries, she sought only to satisfy her urges, rarely caring to learn the names of those she enjoyed at night. It became her belief that it was better to hunt alone than to die together.

The Red Vessel

In the year 768 BVE, Aifa allowed herself to fall in with a tribe that was larger than the tiny groups she typically encountered. No more than a month later, they were ambushed by a raiding party. While the men were slaughtered, the women were captured and bound.

Led through the jungle with her fellow captives, Aifa recalled the rumors many had whispered of an ancient city at the heart of the continent as they traveled far from the lands she was familiar with. When her captors brought her before massive stone gates deep in the jungle, she saw The Holy City of Aslyd for the first time.

Marched into the safety of Aslyd’s walls, Aifa was overwhelmed by the sight of the population as they crowded around her group. They were led into a massive black ziggurat in the center of the city, where her group was washed and inspected by women wearing strange headdresses. Though enraged at being touched and prodded against her will, she heard strange whispers at the back of her mind, realizing none but her could hear the words.

Carved images that decorated the walls depicted a colossal creature with tentacles that ensnared females, leaving them pregnant. In other artworks, the women’s bellies were cut open to reveal tentacled offspring which were burned atop the ziggurat by a grand brazier. The whispers promised that Aifa would be spared of such a fate.

Brought into a throne room, her group was presented to The Knowledge Holder of Aslyd, Mauron, who asked them to speak the true name of The Creator. The whispers shouted the name of Dorian inside Aifa’s head, forcing her to answer when her companions could not. Satisfied, Mauron dismissed the other captives, and proclaimed that Aifa was a Holy Mother, a selected woman that would be offered to the ancient beast below the city.

Unable to escape, she was led down a long tunnel that descended deep into the ground, emerging into a large cave. Abandoned by her captors and locked inside the cave, she encountered Onaalag, a colossal mass of black tentacles with bioluminescent red tips.

Ensnared in the creature’s grasp, the whispers in her mind urged to banish her fear and accept her fate as she fought. Easily overpowered, she was bound tightly as her body was explored.

The creature’s whispers echoing inside her mind named her ‘The Red Vessel’ as it teased her skin and sex. Despite having never enjoyed the touch of a man before, Aifa felt no pain when a tentacle violated her, claiming her vaginal virginity.

Her resilient resistance and hatred were gradually eroded by her pleasure and the manipulation of Onaalag’s whispers until her mind began to shift, fighting against herself until she accepted the creature’s touch. She witnessed visions of herself giving birth to a tentacled hybrid before massive tentacles stretched across the land to seize the world.

Mind shattering, remade, rebuilt, she began to crave her fate, developing a love for her new master. When Onaalag filled her sex with his seed, impregnating her with his offspring, he granted her a final command, urging her to remember it until her final days. ‘Seek Synaalag’.

Over the next several days, Onaalag nourished her by allowing her to suckle his seed from his tentacles, refusing to stimulate her sex. She was kept wrapped in his writhing tentacles, driven to madness as they caressed her entire body, though left her unsatisfied. Though she begged for more of his touch, her master granted her no mercy.

Onaalag explained that her commitment must be certain, and that he intended to entirely destroy her mind before rebuilding it to suit his designs. His whispers manipulated her mind to keep her at the edge of an orgasm for several hours as his tentacles finally began to stimulate her most intimate areas. Forbidden to cum, she lost her mind to desperation as a tentacle began to thrust in and out of her denied sex.

When she was utterly broken from desperation, the whispers shifted, and she was permitted to have her orgasm. Onaalag’s mental manipulation extended her climax for far longer than was natural, continuing it for several minutes straight. The tentacles didn’t stop after the first, and she was forced to repeatedly orgasm countless times over the course of the day, only allowed to rest for a moment each hour.

With her mind shattered and left blank, Onaalag began the process of rebuilding it. Whispered pulled memories from her ruined mind as she saw visions of the future. She saw tentacles being birth, and massive tentacles descending from the sky to wrap around a giant white pyramid. Onaalag explained that they sought an Artist, for a god awaited at the culmination of their shared bloodline. Once more he told her to seek Synaalag.

Onaalag rebuilt her mind to be entirely committed to his designs. She vowed that their descendants would one day claim the world beneath her guidance, certain she would do all she could to protect her master’s legacy.

Fall Of The Great One

For months she was cared for by her master, her needs tended to by his tentacles. Remaining sealed inside his vast cave, her pregnancy gradually advanced until she could feel the tiny tentacles of her unborn child squirming inside her womb.

On the 19th of Fixuin, 768 BVE, Onaalag offered a warning that their time was short. He pleasured her a final time as she sought to understand his warning, and he granted her nutrients for the journey ahead via his seed. Confused, she worried that he would allow the priestesses of Aslyd to cut open her belly and burn their child, though he assured her that such a fate would not occur.

Hours later, in the wake of her pleasure, Aifa felt the birth of her child approach. Soon after, a group of Cavari warriors with spears and red torches marched into the cave when the doors were opened.

“The child comes at the proper time. No other path leads to The Artist. Endure, survive, and we may yet find meaning.”

– The Great Onaalag, Moments Before His Death, 768 BVE.

Hoisted to safety by his tentacles, Aifa was placed at the rear of the cave where several branching tunnels awaited. She watched as the warriors attacked, though her screams did nothing to stop them. She noticed that Onaalag didn’t fight back, seeming to accept his fate as they burned and stabbed his great mass of tentacles.

While Onaalag was being slaughtered, his whispers led her through the twisting maze of tunnels ahead. The commander of the warriors noticed her fleeing, and sent men to pursue and kill her to ensure Onaalag’s unborn child didn’t escape. Only her master’s mental guidance kept her ahead of the men that sought to kill her. She felt his death when the whispers abruptly fell silent in her head. Devastated by the loss, she escaped the tunnels and emerged out into the open jungle, far from the city walls.

The monstrosities of the jungle sought to make her into prey, and she used her skills to barely survive as her pursuers were attacked and killed by the various predators lurking among the trees.

While a large monstrosity continued to chase her, she stumbled upon the edge of a steep cliff. Below, she discovered a ledge that offered safety, and climbed down onto it. When the creature attempted to reach down and claim her, it toppled over the edge of the cliff.

Alone, mourning her master, though momentarily safe, she gave birth to her first child. Unlike a natural Cavari birth, the sensation forced her into a climax that persisted throughout the process, maintained by the whispers emanating from the child. As it slipped from her loins, she fell unconscious.

Hunted Tentacles

Aifa spent the next several days following Onaalag’s death caring for her newborn. A small mass of tentacles nearly the same shade of red as her own skin, she named him Nula-bal, a name taken from the whispers that stemmed from the child to replace Onaalag’s presence inside her head. She mourned her master, though was dismayed to learn that no matter how frequently she pleasured herself, nothing seemed to satisfy her lusts for long, an effect of the damage Onaalag had inflicted upon her mind.

On the 24th of Fixuin, after returning from a hunt, Aifa cooked the meat of her latest kill before allowing Nula-bal to feed upon her saliva, absorbing her fluids. His whispers continuously tempted her to allow him to impregnate her, while his tentacles attempted to sneak between her legs as she worked, as his natural instincts urged him to breed. She refused, reminding him that a pregnancy would slow her down and she would no longer be able to hunt and keep them both alive.

Even after her desperate temptation allowed a tentacle to penetrate her, she came to her senses and pulled it out before it could spill its seed. Driven by frustration at being deny his deepest instincts, Nula-bal climbed up from the ledge she had made their camp upon and fled into the jungle. Aifa tried to stop him, though despite her screams for him to come back, he outmaneuvered her and disappeared into the trees, seeking a fertile womb. Left behind, Aifa collapsed to her knees.

Though she spent all day and the next desperately searching for him, she felt the agony of his sudden death from miles away when his mind was severed from hers forever. Devastated, she believed she had failed her purpose. Collapsing to her knees in the mud and rain, she emotionlessly prepared for her death, waiting for one of the monstrosities roaming the jungle to find and eat her. She didn’t want to continue struggling to survive.

When a predator approached, her natural instincts forced her to lunge out of the way of an attack that would kill her. Her body screamed to continue fighting, even as she demanded to die. She tortured herself with the fact that she had failed her child, though she continued to run away from the danger. Other predators sought to consume her first, and her survival instincts narrowly kept her alive. She began to weep, though she heard a voice echo within her head, urging her to find Synaalag. She raged against it, admitting that she didn’t know what Synaalag was, and asking herself why she wouldn’t submit and die. As she struggled, she felt another mind far away, sensing with fragile hope that another tentacled beast lived. Aifa saw visions of a young pregnant Cavari girl and realized that Nula-bal had bred before he was killed. She could feel her unborn grandchild calling out to her, and she followed it through the jungle.

For miles through the storm she journeyed, seeking the source of the presence she felt reaching out. She discovered the concealed entrance to a cave system. Peeking inside, she saw a tribe of Cavaries gathered around the girl from her vision. Aifa could feel her son’s seed taking form inside her young womb. Utterly relived that Onaalag’s bloodline and her purpose had not ended, she was dismayed to watch as the tribe spat upon the girl, for her father, the leader of the tribe, had found Nula-bal impregnating her during the night, and he had killed Aifa’s son with a spear. Though Nula-bal had spilled his seed inside the girl against her will, the tribe named her an Abomination Bearer.

Realizing she could not save the girl nor fight against the entire tribe, Aifa decided to bide her time. She vowed to remain close to the cave and, at the first opportunity, she would rescue her unborn grandchild.

A few days later, having set up a concealed camp beside a nearby stream, she took a bath in the water. Frustrated as she attempted repeatedly to satisfy her endless lust by pleasuring herself several times a day, she went about her daily tasks. As she did every day, she snuck back to the entrance of the cave to check on the girl. The entrance was concealed behind a false wall of woven branches, and she was able to watch through a small hole to see one of the tribe members thrusting between the legs of the bound girl. Always remaining bound in the center of the main chamber, the girl endured her tribe taking turns enjoying her tightness while her father merely watched in silence. They no longer considered her a part of their tribe, punishing her for falling pregnant with the child of an abomination.

Assured that the girl and her unborn grandchild still lived, she returned to her camp. Though she was disgusted by the sight of Cavari cruelty, her lusts forced her to pleasure herself frantically to the memory of what she had seen. After four orgasms, she gave up on trying to satisfy her consuming needs for the day when her sex continued to ache for more.

For nearly three months she waited and watched over the girl as the pregnancy advanced. On the 8th of Iahta, she heard a voice whisper inside her head that warned her of the approaching birth. It urged her to protect the child from the tribe, and the whispers named the child Vaecath. When she approached the cave, she saw that they had lit a fire in preparation to burn the child.

As slime poured from the girl’s vaginal lips before a creature with black tentacles slipped from her loins. Realizing she was out of time, Aifa decided to risk her own life in an attempt to save her grandson. She ran into the jungle, making ample noise to attract a predator. She frantically lured a monstrous worm to the mouth of the cave and pulled away the false wall. Before the girl’s father could burn the child, Aifa charged into the cave and fought against the tribe while most focused upon the deadly predator in their home. Her distraction allowed Vaecath to scurry away and hide down a branching corridor. Satisfied that she had saved the child, she was struck in the back of the head by a warrior of the tribe while she fought with another, knocking her unconscious. Waking up several hours later, Aifa found herself bound next to the girl. She tried to urge Aifa not to struggle, though Aifa was defiant.

“I’ll take the hand of any who dares touch me.”

– Aifa, Bound By Darmi’s Tribe, 768 BVE.

The others realized she was awake, and they dragged both her and the girl into the center of the chamber and held her down. The girl’s father stated that she allowed the abomination to escape, and that the tainting of his daughter was unavenged. He penetrated her against her will as she struggled, and Aifa was forced to endure the first Cavari cock of her life. She hated his touch, wanting to kill him, though her body betrayed her as she was forced to fight against her unnaturally high libido. He revealed that she would serve their tribe by replacing the warriors that perished to the worm by birthing new members of the tribe. She utterly despised her potential fate, never wanting to birth a Cavari child. She truly believed that the offspring of Onaalag were superior. Though she didn’t want his child, he spilled his seed inside her while the girl served the other men with her mouth. Feeling defiled and tainted, she was helpless to protect herself as another man took his turn between her legs.

For the next hour she served the tribe against her will. While she remained held down, the men spilled their seed inside of her repeatedly as they took turns. The women of the tribe occasionally came to touch her belly, offering chants to encourage fertilization. When they were all satisfied for the night, they abandoned her to return to their duties, leaving her leaking and humiliated.

When all had fallen asleep, Vaecath snuck back into the central chamber to save her. She felt his whispers inside her mind, informing her that fertilization hadn’t yet occurred. Desperate to save herself from falling pregnant with the child of an inferior Cavari, she urged him to spill his superior seed inside her, certain that he would defeat the sperm of the tribe that still rested inside her. After Vaecath freed her from her bindings by stealing a dagger from a sleeping warrior, he was permitted to penetrate her and attempted to impregnate her, washing away the mixture of Cavari seed with his own.

As she prepared to escape, the girl urged her not to leave her behind. Though Aifa initially refused, she asked if she could track prey, assessing her usefulness while convincing herself to save her. She reluctantly agreed to take her along.

“You’ll need to make yourself useful, else I’ll leave you in the darkness.”

– Aifa, Agreeing To Save Darmi, 768 BVE.

Though the girl asked for the dagger to kill her father in rage, Aifa refused and pulled her towards the entrance. One of the warriors awoke and attempted to stop their escape. He alerted the others, and they were forced to flee together into the night.

Escaping, they built a shelter out of mud and branches. Though Aifa chided the girl for not knowing basic survival skills, she reluctantly softened when the girl began to cry. She asked her name, learning she was called Darmi. She told her the harsh reality that they may be dead by morning, though she showed her how to properly finish building the structure.

After Darmi revealed her hatred for her tribe after all they had done to her, they spoke of what to do next. They both heard the whispers urging them to seek Synaalag, and Aifa confessed that she know longer knew what Synaalag was. Darmi received a vision of an endless sea of tentacles reaching into the sky, and she revealed that she craved such a future, a future where her tribe and father would be consumed and punished by tentacles. Aifa explained that she had little desire to punish them, caring only to protect her own bloodline, her future tentacled descendants, from the dangers of the world. She revealed that she hated their species for all she had suffered during her life, choosing to care only for the tentacled species of her future children while she held Vaecath in her arms. Aifa’s aims were clear, explaining that others of Vaecath’s kind needed to be conceived until they had a swarm strong enough to ensure that nothing could ever harm them again, which would in turn fulfill Darmi’s vision. So long as their aims were aligned, and Darmi continued to be useful, she agreed to keep the girl with her.

““Seeking Synaalag is my purpose, though perhaps I’ll only find it when nothing remains to threaten my children.””

– Aifa, Speaking To Darmi, 768 BVE.

For several days they traveled together, surviving the jungle together. On the 14th of Iahta, Darmi led Aifa to a large stone structure she had discovered during her morning hunt. A natural formation left behind when The Creator forged the world, the structure had been formed into the shape of a giant stone arm with its hand high in the air. Seeking a temporary home, they climbed to settle their camp atop its flat palm, somewhat protected from the jungle floor.

The months passed as they created their new home. They chose their own areas at opposite ends of the stone hand, Aifa near the wrist, and Darmi near the fingers. They collected flowers and placed them along the edge of the stone palm to mask their scent from predators below. As Aifa’s pregnancy advanced and her belly swelled, Darmi proved her worthy by helping to provide food when Aifa could not.

Aifa began to feel the tickle of unborn tentacles inside her womb, confirming that Vaecath’s seed had defeated the sperm of Darmi’s tribe. She took great comfort in knowing that another of Onaalag’s descendants grew inside her, instead of a Cavari.

On the 30th of Twic, while Darmi was away collecting fresh flowers for their protection, Aifa masturbated in her absence. She allowed Vaecath to penetrate her while thinking of Darmi, having witnessed the girl pleasure herself several times whenever Darmi had incorrectly believed Aifa to be sleeping. Vaecath’s whispers allowed her to see a vision of the golden tentacles currently growing inside her womb.

Two days later, she gave birth. Though resisting Darmi’s assistance, she eventually relented and squeezed her hand to endure the pleasure. A creature of golden tentacles was born. Losing consciousness for two days from an unnaturally intense orgasm, she received a vision in her dreams of tentacles swirling around her body to constrict her. Crushed in their squeezing grip, she saw a flash of light from above before the vision ended. Upon waking, she met her child and Darmi informed her that the whispers had named him Jynae-bal.

They spoke of their plans and visions, and Darmi revealed the first of her doubts. Though she wanted to punish her tribe, she questioned if it was right to punish the rest of the world in the process, speaking of her vision about tentacles consuming the world. She wondered if she had been too harsh to condemn all Cavaries, and Aifa explained that she cared little for anyone else, for they were alone.

“The world is just as cruel, though its end isn’t my aim. I seek walls, child. Aslyd has walls to throw back danger. I’ve stood before them myself, a mere insect beneath their formidable height. I’ll build my own, not of stone, but of my children. What could harm us when a hundred Vaecaths surround us? A thousand? Millions?”

“What of the rest of our people?”

“We have none but ourselves. The world shall step aside, for I’ll never allow it to threaten us again. I’ll forge my own land, a homeland for my children where they may live in safety.”

– Aifa And Darmi, 768 BVE.

Darmi agreed to get pregnant again and birth more tentacled children, though Aifa stated that they would require more than two wombs to accomplish her aims. She asked if the girl had encountered any other tribes, and Darmi confirmed that she had. Aifa commanded her to guide her to where they were, intending to capture other women to allow Vaecath to impregnate them. Though Darmi was reluctant to harm people that had held no part in her own tribe’s betrayal, AIfa convinced her with a reminder that Darmi too had been impregnated against her will, only to succumb to the pleasure. She explained that they would grant the women they ambushed a new ecstasy they had never before felt in exchange for the use of their wombs. Before traveling, however, they had to wait until Aifa’s strength had recovered from the birth.

During the next night, Aifa once again spied Darmi pleasuring herself. Utterly aroused and thinking of how the girl had held her hand during the birth, she gave in to her temptation and snuck over to Darmi’s side of the stone hand. Surprising her with a whisper, she began to teach the girl how to properly masturbate, claiming only a woman knows how best to pleasure another.

“Your claws are a weapon, yet they’re merely your fingernails. Move carefully. Position them properly, and you’ll never need to fear exploring deeper. “Did your mother teach you nothing of how to please yourself?”

– Aifa Teaching Darmi, 768 BVE.

Darmi nervously accepted her assistance and was swiftly brought to an orgasm. Returning the favor, the girl submitted as Aifa straddled her face and taught her how to pleasure another woman with her tongue, demonstrating by bending over to lick between Darmi’s thighs at the same time. Both enraptured by the pleasure of the other, Aifa permitted Vaecath to join them. With the knowledge that the tentacled beast could continue to hunt while they were both pregnant, she commanded Vaecath to breed them both.

They spent the next day entangled together, savoring the pleasure of Vaecath’s tentacles as the beast pleasured them both for hours. In their haze of ecstasy, a rare time Aifa lowered her guard, they noticed the signs of danger when it was far too late. Spears hurled from nearby trees and struck Vaecath as they were attacked by a group of seekers sent from Aslyd. Aifa forced Vaecath to take Jynae-bal and flee, though she and Darmi were captured before they could escape themselves.

Bound by her captors, Aifa silently hoped that her children would live. She told the group of Cavari men to cut their throats and be done. Their leader, The High Seeker, revealed that he had been sent to hunt her down for a purpose. He explained that he remembered her face from the day she was brought into Aslyd, and that he had been sent by The Knowledge Holder to purge the offspring of Onaalag before they could spread and destroy their world. Well aware of the mental connection she shared with her tentacled kin, he promised to give her a swift death if she summoned Vaecath and Jynae-bal into his grasp.

Aifa refused, prepared to give her life for her children. The High Seeker revealed that he had been forbidden from torturing her, for The Knowledge Holder desired for her to have a painless end. Instead, he intended to draw the beasts with pleasure. Aifa and Darmi’s legs were forced apart, and strange worms was forced to slither into their vaginas. A man smacked Aifa to silence her furious words, only to have his nose shattered when The High Seeker struck him in return, fully committed to his command to grant the women no pain.

Wiggling inside the women, the worms were specially bred to pleasure women. As large as a modest Cavari manhood, they squirmed within the tight hold of their vaginal walls while their protruding tails flicked and rubbed against their sensitive clits. Humiliated and horrified, Aifa discovered that, despite her constant lust, the mere touch of the worm inside her was far from enough to bring her to a climax, leaving her aching.

Men were sent below to search the area, intending to slay the tentacled beasts when they were drawn by the pleasure of their mothers. Knowing the nature of Onaalag and his kin, aware they were drawn to fertile wombs and the pleasure of females, The High Seeker was content to wait. Each hour, he removed the gags of the women and permitted them a chance to cooperate, prepared to wait as long as necessary. While the pair of women suffered in their bindings, he merely meditated.

Aifa sent mental commands urging Vaecath and Jynae-bal to stay away. She endured her aching lust, hating her captors. She urged her children to spread and consume the world, avenging her, accepting that her life neared its end. Already impregnated, she hoped they would have the strength to resist their occupied wombs.

“Cut me free, and I’ll drink your blood.”

– Aifa While Being Tortured, 768 BVE.

Hours passed, and as Aifa listened to the men talk, she learned that The High Seeker had been one of the men that had slaughtered Onaalag. With her hatred burning, she could do nothing to take her revenge. She felt Darmi squirming beside her, offering a silent apology for dooming the girl.

During their torment, Aifa watched as the flower perimeter concealing their scent slowly withered and was damaged by the breeze. Unaware of how to survive permanently in the jungle, mere hunters, the men didn’t know to replace the flowers, allowing the masking protection they offered to decay.

The High Seeker revealed he had no malice for the creatures, believing they deserved the peaceful death he’d grant their kind, for they’d be returned to the side of Onaalag and The Creator. He explained that the tentacled descendants of Onaalag feed from their souls and the echoes of their pleasure rippling through the fabric of reality, like plants soaking in sunlight.

Finally, Darmi could take no more. Agreeing to summon the beasts, she was permitted mercy when her worm was removed. Aifa’s shouts of rage were silenced, though she quickly realized that the girl hadn’t betrayed her. Lying, Darmi offered no such call, merely pretending to offer a mental command. When The High Seeker realized her deception, however, he sought to punish her by forcing her into his lap.

Though reluctant to endanger herself for the sake of the girl, Aifa gave in and offered herself in place of Darmi. Demanding to take the punishment for the girl, she saved Darmi. The High Seeker admitted that he was intrigued, for she was a former Holy Mother, deemed worthy to bear the offspring of the great one.

Calling herself a fool for not remaining silent, she accepted the punishment and sank into his lap, feeling him penetrate her. Forced to endure as he explored her body as she rode his cock, her hatred burning, she asked his name.

“I’d know your name…ahh…so I may whisper it before drinking the blood from your corpse.”

“Audir. You’ll whisper it as I cut your throat.”

– Aifa And The High Seeker, 768 BVE.

After taking his satisfaction and finishing inside her, forcing her to reluctantly orgasm at the feeling, High Seeker Audir promised to enjoy her repeatedly until the beasts were summoned. Before he could recover, however, a man reported that small predators were gathering in the nearby trees to ambush them, having been drawn by their scent. Knowing they had to leave before they were surrounded and outnumbered, Audir commanded his men to move.

Aifa and Darmi were forced to march with them, knowing the beasts would follow their mothers, though Aifa knew the jungle better. They escaped and ran after she kicked a plant she knew would release a toxic cloud, commanding Darmi to hold her breath as the men temporarily fell.

Fleeing far into the jungle, they only stopped when they could run no longer. They were both deeply relieved when they reunited with their children, and they set up camp. After resting, Aifa reaffirmed her plan to seek out other Cavari women to be impregnated with tentacled children, as the need to create other beasts to spread Onaalag’s bloodline and protect them was more urgent than ever.

Guided by Darmi, they traveled to find the tribe that had previous traded with the girl’s tribe. Their targets lived in hollow alcoves within a massive tree, and Aifa waited until deep into the night to make her move. Vaecath’s whispers lured out two women while the rest of the tribe slept, the mates of the leader, Lafa and Birmi. Aifa and Darmi attacked, aided by Vaecath. They tied Birmi up with vines and held her down while Vaecath restrained Lafa. With the help of his mistresses, the tentacled beast violated and impregnated his prey. While watching their victims surrender to the pleasure, Aifa allowed Jynae-bal’s tiny tentacles to lick between her legs, allowing Darmi to join soon after.

After breaking the minds of the two women, Aifa commanded them to return to their tribes and remain as their tentacled children grew. She told them to mask their pregnancies as the children of their shared mate and to give birth privately, allowing their children time to flee.

They spent the following days luring the other three women from the tribe out to be ambushed and impregnated. While watching the aftermath of the final breeding, Darmi expressed concern over the fate of the women after their mates discovered the truth, though Aifa reiterated that they would no longer be their concern after their wombs had served their purpose.

Their discussion was interrupted, however, by the approach of a hunter from the tribe seeing his missing mate, the final girl to be impregnated. While hiding, Aifa commanded Vaecath to manipulate his mind like he had done to lure the women. Though the beast explained that his whispers had a terrible effect on males, she urged him to try regardless. Vaecath obeyed, and they watched as the whispers drove the man to insanity. The hunter ended his life by bashing his head against a tree to free himself from the whispers in his mind.

“A being contains seed. A being contains a womb. Two creatures hold two minds. One is in tune with our voice. Another is not.”

“A command lures a womb. A command is rejected by a seedmaker. Two beings. Two natures. One incompatible.”

– Vaecath, 768 BVE.

Though horrified, Darmi followed Aifa as they left the body behind, certain that the jungle wildlife would consume it by morning. They felt a deep exhaustion in the aftermath, as if the whispers had drained them.

Having no further use for the tribe, they departed through the jungle, always moving and constructing new shelters each night. Aifa spent her time listening to Vaecath’s whispers as the beast sensed new targets to attack.

On the 10th of Thriduin, Aifa’s mental search of potential targets was interrupted when Darmi returned to their camp from a hunt. Indulging their mutual lusts, she allowed the girl to pleasure her before Vaecath joined them. She permitted the beast to gently restrain her, though commanded him to stop when his tentacle prodded at her rear. Against her orders, Vaecath penetrated Aifa’s rear for the first time, exploring as deep as he could reach. She eventually surrendered to her pleasure and savored the new sensation.

Afterwards, during the night, Vaecath offered an urgent warning. His whispers told her to flee, and when she stepped outside, she used her Cavari antennae to smell Audir’s familiar scent coming from nearby. Shocked that they had been found once more, she and Darmi fled quickly.

After an hour of fleeing through the jungle, Aifa forced Darmi to stop at the edge of a cliff above a river and claimed that she would run no longer. She argued that they would never be safe until they learned how their hunters had tracked them down, and asked Darmi to stand at her side and trust her. She commanded Vaecath and Jynae-bal to hide behind a nearby waterfall below the cliff.

Once more she came face to face with Audir, and he put the tip of his spear against her neck. Surrounded and on the edge of the cliff, she enacted her plan. After refusing to summon the beasts, she gave a mental command to Vaecath. He touched the minds of Audir’s group, making them wince in pain. In their moment of distraction, Aifa scratched Audir’s face with her claws before pulling him and Darmi over the edge. They fell together into the rushing river below.

Vaecath pulled them from the rushing water and dragged them onto a shore down river. Half-drowned, Aifa dragged herself to seize Audir’s black spear and pushed it against his throat. She demanded to know how they had tracked her. When he didn’t answer, she stabbed his hand. He pulled a strange slug from his sash and explained that it knew the scent of his own men, and outsiders, allowing them to find other Cavaries.

A spear hurled from the trees atop the nearby cliff and cut off Darmi’s antenna, revealing that Audir’s men had caught up with them. Taken off guard, she fought with Audir when he tried to use her distraction to kill her. She managed to thrust the spear into his eye socket, leaving him to bleed before dragging Darmi back into the water, using the river to escape.

Miles down river, leaving their hunters far behind, they emerged onto a distant shore. She tended to Darmi’s wounds before watching over her unconscious body, finding that they had truly escaped the reach of Audir.

Sanctuary

Days after narrowly escaping death, while tending to Darmi’s missing antenna, Aifa explained that they needed to find a permanent home. She took in the sight of their pitiful state and explained that they couldn’t continue to simply scurry about and hope to survive. She reassured Darmi that she wasn’t disfigured before taking time to ponder their next steps.

After the sun had set, alone with her thoughts while Darmi slept, she began to despair. Vaecath sought to comfort her with both his whispers and tentacles, pleasuring her in an attempt to ease her mind. He fed her visions, encouraging her to continue finding other wombs to spread Onaalag’s bloodline.

After finding her pleasure, she spent hours using Vaecath’s senses to find a possible home. With his mental tendrils stretching to feel the land for miles around, she eventually sensed a hidden cave inhabited by five women and only one man. No longer despairing, she knew she had found their new home.

When the sun rose, Aifa departed to seek out their new home. Due to her injuries, she left Darmi behind under the care of Vaecath, taking only Jynae-bal. Traveling for miles, she took refuge in a tree when heavy rainfall flooded the area. She felt Jynae-bal’s thoughts, feeling how deeply he craved to impregnate their distant prey, and realized she was envious of his tentacles, as she could not feel the pleasure of impregnating a woman herself. She pleasured herself to the thought before falling asleep.

After the flood had drained, she continued her journey. Arriving, she discovered a massive half-sphere made of stone, a formation left behind during the creation of the world. A hollow structure, the cave inside housed the Cavaries Vaecath had sensed. She studied the surrounding area and watched as one of the women were sent out from an underground tunnel to hunt.

Learning the tendencies of the tribe inside, she set her trap. Using her latest pregnancy to pose as a helpless huntress with an injured leg, she lured her prey by begging for help. The latest woman that had been sent out to hunt heard her, and as Jynae-bal’s whispers made the woman’s mind hazy and filled with a distracting lust, Aifa captured her.

Dragging the unconscious woman into an abandoned burrow dug by a deceased monstrosity, she tied her body to hang upside down with her legs spread. When she awoke, Aifa began to torture her, allowing Jynae-bal to breed her. Through her interrogation, she learned that the woman’s name was Kifi, and that she lived with her father and siblings. Using Jynae-bal to prod into her memories, she learned that Wair, Kifi’s father, kept his daughters as his mates, frequently engaging in incest.

Like Onaalag had broken her, Aifa sought to break and rebuild Kifi. Over hours, she shattered Kifi’s mind and made her into a broken pawn, commanding her to return and press her spear to her father’s throat.

Enacting her plan, she waited until Kifi had taken her father hostage before entering the cave. With the other women surrendering under the threat of Kifi slaying their father at Aifa’s command, she swiftly took control. The others were bound.

With their new sanctuary secured, she retrieved Darmi and brought the girl to their new home. She explained what had happened, and Darmi became angry after learning Wair had used his daughters for his own pleasure. She impulsively stated that he had to be punished, and in response, Aifa forced him to watch as both Vaecath and Jynae-bal bred each of his bound daughters in turn. While watching the helpless women moan as they were impregnated, she sat atop his cage and masturbated to the sight.

On the 44th of Fixuin, 767 BVE, after enjoying months of safety inside the new Sanctuary of The Mother, Aifa went into labor. Having watched the bellies of her new breeding slaves swell with her tentacled descendants, treating Wair’s daughters as nothing more than mere wombs, it was time for her to birth her next child. She called for Darmi’s aid, only to find that the girl was about to give birth as well. Unnerved by the coincidence, knowing very little about their pregnancies had been natural regardless, she was overwhelmed by the pleasure of giving birth.

Loosing consciousness, she experienced visions of a human woman guiding three tentacles, gold, azure, and crimson, into her grasp. The women allowed the tentacles to impregnate her, and black tendrils with glowing crimson tips poured from her loins to consume the world.

Awaking hours later under Darmi’s care, Aifa met her newborn child, a mass of azure tentacles that whispered the name Ayaalag. She learned that Darmi’s child was nothing more than a mindless mass of simple black tentacles, a creature Vaecath referred to as a seedling.

Resting, she felt Vaecath’s whispers warn of other approaching seedlings. Remembering the women Vaecath had impregnated and left behind months ago, she reached out mentally and tried to summon them.

On the 49th of Fixuin, while continuing to wait for the seedlings to arrive, Aifa sat atop Wair’s cage while commanding one of his daughter’s, Irima, to pleasure her with her tongue. Lured by her moans, Vaecath forcefully tried to thrust inside her. Though she managed to control him, she was reminded of just how easily her children could overpower her if they desired to. She decided to allow him to get her pregnant again on her own terms, forcing him to gently pleasure her before earning the right to cum inside her.

When the sun rose the next day, she awoke to the sight of all five of Wair’s daughters giving birth at once. Though she knew there were no true coincidences when it came to the strange workings of the tentacled beasts, she was surprised when the approaching seedlings arrived shortly after. Watching the mindless creatures scurry about the cave, eleven in total, she felt deep satisfaction that their efforts had borne fruit, though knew such a small number was hardly enough to keep them safe. She sent them out once more, commanding them to seek out fresh wombs and sire more seedlings.

The Gathering Swarm

With her tentacled descendants unleashed upon the world, Aifa worked to build a swarm that could survive the cruelty of the world and forge a homeland of her own. She spent the next few months allow her children to impregnate the breeding harem she had secured, enjoying the safety of her sanctuary.

On the 2nd of Senin, while Aifa was resting, Darmi gave in to her resentments towards her form tribe by forcing Wair to have sex with her, thinking of the father that had betrayed her while she dominated him. Feeling guilty in the aftermath, she nestled against Aifa and stirred her from sleep, revealing that she thought it was time to confront her past. She requested permission to seek out her old tribe and face them, wanting to be free of her resentments. Aifa convinced her to remain, bargaining for the girl to stay and give birth twice more before she would allow her to go.

On the 39th of Twic, 766 BVE, Aifa gave birth to her third child with colorful tentacles, a mass of crimson tendrils named Cycath. Rather than loosing consciousness, however, time seemed to stop as the world froze around her. As if stepping directly into a vision, she saw the human woman again, hearing Vaecath’s whispers proclaiming that a human womb would bear The Artist. He named her The Mistress of The Apocalypse, and she watched shadows of Cavaries fleeing from her. She saw tentacles consume The City of Aslyd as she built her homeland atop its ruins. The human woman, referred to by Vaecath as The Silver Vessel, warned of their rise, and Aifa felt three tentacles wrap around her neck. As she was strangled, a blinding flash of light saved her, and her vision came to an end. As time resumed, however, all of the pleasure she had been experienced during the birth returned at once, and she was overwhelmed in an instant.

Awaking later, she held Cycath, enjoying a peaceful moment before the eldest of Wair’s daughters, Erimi, attempted to assassinate her. Using a shard of stone she had sharpened over time, Erimi slashed at Aifa and her child to avenge what had happened to her family. Aifa was saved only by Vaecath as his great tentacles lifted the woman into the air and restrained her.

Furious at the attempt upon her life, she intended to kill Erimi before Darmi plead for her life. Aifa chose instead to harshly punish her, commanding Vaecath to torture her. She explained that Erimi would never experience an orgasm again for the rest of her life. As Vaecath’s tentacles tormented her without mercy, tickling every inch of her body save for her vagina, his whispers obeyed his mistress and prevented Erimi from ever reaching a climax.

“This is what Cavaries do, Darmi. They take and they take, and when you’re foolish enough to believe you’re finally safe, they find a way to shatter your peace once more.”

– Aifa, After Assassination Attempt, 766 BVE.

While watching Erimi’s long torture, she allowed Vaecath to penetrate her and Darmi. Just before his seed unleashed inside Darmi, his offered whispers that held a deep sorrow, stating that he is flawed while impregnating his mother. Though confused by his words, Aifa found her finish a moment later when she too was bred.

Three days later, while having sex with Darmi, Aifa learned how to feel the pleasure that her children felt. Concentrating, Vaecath’s whispers allowed her to feel every thrust he made inside the breeding slaves, as if his tentacles were attached to her own body. She experienced the sensation she had craved, learning what a man felt when breeding a tight vagina.

Afterwards, she rested in Darmi’s arms. When the girl asked why she hated her fellow Cavaries so much, Aifa told her the story of her mother’s death.

On the 15th of Silla, several months later, Darmi gave birth to a strange child, a mass of transparent tentacles known as Invaelag. As she and Aifa savored the aftermath of the birth, they were surprised when the trio, Jynae-bal, Ayaalag, and Cycath, were sent into a frenzy. They attempted to rip the newborn creature into piece despite their mothers screaming for them to stop. Invaelag was only saved by Vaecath, for the great beast held back the trio and allowed the transparent newborn to scurry away and flee the sanctuary. Furious, and secretly frightened, Aifa told them to never disobey her again. With Invaelag fleeing far away, the trio simply returned to what they had been doing before as if nothing had occurred. Aifa was privately disquieted, aware of how powerless she would be if she lost control again.

Having fulfilled her obligation of two more births, Darmi prepared for her journey to confront her tribe. On the 19th of Silla, Aifa said her goodbyes and granted the girl the black spear she had stolen from Audir, hoping it would keep her safe. She told her to return, confessing that she feared to lose her. With Vaecath accompanying her to offer protection, Darmi departed.

In the girl’s absence, Aifa kept her distance from the trio in the wake of their disobedience. Many days later, while sensing Vaecath returning from miles away, Aifa decided she couldn’t permit the gap between herself and her children any longer. Hoping to snuff out her concerns about their disobedience, she reunited with their tentacled and attempted to bond with them, commanding them to pleasure her as if to reassure herself that they were still under her control. She allowed all three to cum inside her.

In her dreams, she saw a vision of three tentacles merging into one inside a tight womb.

Awoken by Darmi’s return, she reunited with the girl. Darmi explained that her tribe was gone and her father was dead. Clearly distraught, she asked if Aifa truly believed that they had a right to punish the world.

“You experienced the cruel nature of our kind first-hand and rejected it, as you should have. Your tribe betrayed you, used you, and abandoned you. Whatever fate you witnessed befall your tribe out there falls far shorter than what they deserved.”

– Aifa, To Darmi, 766 BVE.

Darmi argued that she had been childish to lash out at the world, and she no longer wanted to hurt anyone. After arguing if their actions had been justified, to no avail, the girl begged Aifa to release Wair and his family and leave with her to find a new home, abandoning their terrible aims. When Aifa furiously refused, Darmi said she wouldn’t stop her, though she could no longer stay. She said she would wait for Aifa if she ever chose to abandon her hatred, confessing that she loved her. Aifa demanded that she leave, cursing the girl as she left the black spear behind and departed.

Abandoned, Aifa wept.

The next day, fueled by anger and grief, Aifa killed Wair in her rage. Snapped from her madness by the death of her father, Kifi attempted to fight her, forcing Aifa to kill her as well.

Staring at the corpses for over an hour, Aifa sensed one of the Cavari groups Audir had sent out to search the jungle for hints of seedlings. In her anger, she attacked the group using her seedlings and slaughtered them all, save for one survivor. She commanded the survivor to tell Audir that she was coming to destroy all he cares about.

Reign Of Tentacles

On the 50th of Silla, 766 BVE, Aifa attacked The Holy City of Aslyd while riding Vaecath, sending her swarm against their ancient walls. She scaled the walls atop her great beast and swarmed Audir’s army below, driven by her hate.

As her seedlings spread throughout the city, enacting a horrifying slaughter, she encountered Audir himself and attempted to kill him, yet he survived. While he and several survivors retreated, she made her way towards The Central Ziggurat. The last warriors of Aslyd stood in her path in the market, a final stand. Seeing Audir rallying what remained of his men, she slaughtered his men in a final battle to seal the fate of the city. Audir hurled a spear to slay her, though it merely grazed her neck. As he surrendered to his fate, she crushed the man she hated most using Vaecath’s gigantic tentacles.

The swarm spread throughout the city, seizing the daughter of The Knowledge Holder, Sarui, before she could led others to escape using the same tunnels Aifa had used long ago. Mauron himself attempted to climb to the top of the ziggurat to escape their tentacles.

Rising to the top of the city, she seized The Knowledge holder using Vaecath’s tentacles. Though he begged only for her to spare his daughter, she snapped his neck and cast his corpse into the grand brazier atop the ziggurat.

“You know what’s to come. It’d be wiser to beg for her death.”

– Aifa, Killing Mauron, 766 BVE.

In the aftermath of her bloody victory, Aifa ventured beneath the ziggurat to visit the tomb of Onaalag, witnessing the ashes of what remained of her master. She told his corpse that she would find Synaalag, whatever or whoever it was.

Claiming her place atop Aslyd’s throne, having hung Audir’s corpse on the wall behind it, she summoned his daughters, Pirmi and Rafi, for they had been captured beside Sarui. She tortured the three young women as revenge upon their fathers, using tentacles to violate and tease their bodies without mercy. Sarui shouted that The Creator would return to strike her down, though she ignored her threats. When she sensed that the head priestess, Gima, was pregnant with another of Audir’s children, she forced the woman to serve her with her tongue as a punishment.

Avenging all she had suffered, she began her reign.

On the 20th of Fonic, Aifa stood atop the ziggurat and beheld the ruins of her city. A new statue of black stone was constructed by Vaecath in the market depicting her with her spear. She let her seedlings wander the streets of Aslyd, breeding the captured population of female Cavaries.

Having realized they would one day run out of wombs to impregnate, relying entirely upon using female Cavaries to reproduce, she enacted a plan to force the last remaining males to breed a select few females to continue her species despite her hate, intending to keep generations of a small population of fertile slaves alive as breeding stock. She retrieved one of the last males from where she kept them imprisoned. Though his mind had been utterly ruined by the whispers of Vaecath, she used him like a mindless animal to forcefully impregnate Sarui, Pirmi, and Rafi while she pleasured herself to the sight and continued to torment them.

Hours later, when night fell upon the city, she felt the approach of her child’s birth. She climbed to the top of the ziggurat and experienced a miscarriage, as her child was a dead mass of malformed tentacles. Devastated, she saw a vision of the human woman with silver eyes.

She burned the corpse of her child in the grand brazier the next day, a fate that Nula-bal would have experienced long ago. In her grief and rage, she cast Gima into the grasp of the swarm.

The Mother of Tentacles ruled over the ruins of Aslyd for the next five years, watching her swarm of descendants grow and spread as they continued to impregnate the captive population. The streets were filled with moans as mindless women were held in place, little more than living wombs fastened to walls by tentacles. Vaecath and the trio grew large and powerful, creating great artworks throughout the city.

On the 20th of Onis, 761 BVE, after being served by her personal slave, Sarui, Aifa studied the women that had been captured by seedlings, the latest group to fall captive to her swarm as she continued to send the creatures forth to seek out new wombs. Always hoping that she would find Darmi among them, she remained disappointed.

Having taken Mauron’s personal chamber in the highest level of the ziggurat as her own, she reminded Sarui of her fate if she disobeyed by showing her Gima, for she had kept the women bound in place, held secured to a wall by tentacles for years without freedom. The strange abilities of Aifa’s children kept the former priestess young and healthy despite her captivity, endlessly teased and tormented.

In the years following her rise, she birthed nothing more than seedlings, unable to produce colorful and unique creatures like the trio after her stillbirth. She began to wonder if Cavari wombs were unable to produce anything more, frequently experiencing visions about the pregnant human.

Having tempted Sarui with an opportunity to poison her, and seeing the girl choose not to, she rewarded her. Forcing her to pleasure her mistress until she was satisfied, aided by Pirmi and Rafi, she permitted Sarui to experience a full hour free of the whispers restricting her orgasms.

On the 39th of Twic, after visiting Onaalag’s tomb and demanding to know the truth of Synaalag and all she had fought for, she was summoned by Vaecath to the top of the ziggurat.

“What more is there to give, my love? I’ve done all I promised. I’ve bled for our children. I deserve to know the truth of Synaalag.”

– Aifa, To Onaalag’s Corpse, 761 BVE.

Atop the ziggurat, Vaecath’s tentacle coiled around her head and she was consumed by the darkness of a vision. Feeling as if her soul had left her body, her mind was transported through time to watch visions of the past. She saw the creation of Onaalag by The Creator’s hand. She watched as Onaalag guided the first Cavaries. With each vision she heard a stranger’s voice, bizarre and alien, as she watched the history of Aslyd and her people.

The visions continued to show her the recent past, revealing that her stillbirth had been a failed Synaalag, a mixing of all three of the trio within her womb. In the future, she watched human civilization rise on the far side of the planet. She saw The Silver Vessel, learning that her name would one day be Zela, the future mother of Synaalag. The visions revealed that every moment had been calculated to lead to Synaalag’s creation, including Onaalag’s voluntary death. No other set of events led to the proper future.

At long last, seeing a vison of such a future, she met Synaalag, a colossal mass of tentacles, feeling his mind reaching out to her across hundreds of years. Though he did not yet exist, his voice spoke to her. She touched her descendant, the culmination of all she had suffered, before enduring a vision of the trio betraying her. The vision revealed that her era was nearing its end, for allowing her to remain upon the throne only endangered the future.

Pulled from her vision, the betrayal became reality. The trio fought Vaecath and ripped him to pieces as he attempted to defend her, killing the eldest beast. They restrained Aifa and violated her high above the city, for they no longer required her. She was expected to accept her fate as she was discarded from the throne, reduced to a mere womb like the rest. She fought against her children, though was subdued and publicly impregnated.

Betrayed and defeated, the fight inside her died. She was brought into Onaalag’s tomb and watched seedlings gathered up the remains and ashes of Onaalag and placed them into vases, clearing the way to form a massive pillar of seedlings gathered together. Aifa was locked in place upon the pillar with her limbs held tightly and her eyes and mouth covered. The tentacles teased and tickled every exposed inch of her skin and loins, stimulating her without mercy.

Sealed into her permanent prison, kept alive and healthy indefinitely, she became what she had made countless other women into, a living womb. While she grew the spawn of her tormenters inside her, their tentacles stimulated her to feed upon the ripples of pleasure radiating from her soul through the fabric of reality. Like plants soaking in sunlight, they were nourished as they teased her. Though she reached out with her thoughts to beg the trio for mercy, her calls were not answered. She thought of Darmi, hoping she would save her, while also remembering Sarui’s warning that The Creator would return to destroy the beasts.

They tortured her with constant stimulation, always changing the intensity and method of her stimulation to keep her uncertain and guessing. Denied of release, she was only permitted to orgasm every fifty days, during which time the whispers would maintain her climax for the entirety of the day, a single constant orgasm that lasted from sunrise to sunset. With her mind shattered and ruined, the last of her sanity clung to the memory of Darmi.

After years of torment, on the 19th of Onis, 758 BVE, Aifa was briefly rescued by Darmi. Concealed from the senses of the seedlings by Invaelag’s strange abilities, the girl snuck into Aslyd to find Aifa. She freed her from Onaalag’s tomb and attempted to escape while Invaelag carried Aifa, though they were cornered by the trio. Their voices spoke of the end and the beginning. With no other means of escape, Darmi and Invaelag dragged Aifa to the top of the ziggurat before The Creator finally returned.

Arriving in a gargantuan metal vessel that hovered over the city, The Creator waited for the trio to reach up towards him. When they touched, a flash of light consumed the sky, leaving the world in darkness. To protect the rest of the world from the tentacled swarm, The Creator ripped a portion of the jungle and sealed it away in a new reality, imprisoning the trio and their city.

Aifa used the last remnants of her shattered sanity to tell Darmi that she loved her before the trio attacked. Darmi was knocked from the top of the ziggurat, and though she and Invaelag survived, Aifa was forever beyond their reach. The trio reclaimed her, dragging her back into her tomb.

For centuries, the trio ruled over the ruins of Aslyd within their new realm of darkness, taking the name The Triumvirate for themselves, breeding generation after generation of captive Cavaries, all while Aifa suffered in the grasp of her torment. Buried beneath a forsaken world, she was never permitted to age nor die, her mind long destroyed.

Humanity rose while The Triumvirate watched from the darkness. Permitting Aifa to see what they saw, she mindlessly witnessed Zela’s birth, watching The Silver Vessel grow. From another reality, The Triumvirate manipulated the girl until she reached maturity. Using their power to rip open a small tear in the fabric of reality separating their worlds, Jynae-bal, Ayaalag, and Cycath impregnated Zela, their strange seed meeting her ovum at once. Sired by three fathers, Synaalag at last was created.

Who Aifa had been was gone, yet in the depths of her tomb as she endured her eternal torment, the remnants of her mind felt Synaalag’s whispers. Her purpose was at last complete.

Traits

Physical Appearance

Aifa possess an athletic, though feminine body, and was considered highly attractive by those that encountered her. She had long white hair, and moderately sized breasts that were decorated by small bronze rings piercing both nipples.

She had a large scar on her shin after being cut by Audir’s black spear, and a small scar on the side of her neck where he later tried to throw another spear at her.

Personality

A natural survivor, Aifa spent much of her life alone, rarely interacting with other members of her species. On the rare occasions when she found herself among another tribe of Cavaries, she didn’t remain long, only utilizing their assistance for short periods until she could venture forth on her own. Her determination to survive shifted after giving birth, often willing to risk her own death to protect her offspring.

Deeply committed to her children, she cared for little else, having no qualms about harming strangers to accomplish her goal of granting her children a homeland.

Skills

Aifa was an expert hunter and tracker, knowing how best to move unseen through the jungle of her homeland.

Quotes

  • Vaid Empire: Mother of Tentacles
    • Chapter 1
      • “Cut me loose, and we’ll see if you dare touch me again.”
    • Chapter 2
      • “Onaalag…my love…I shall protect your bloodline with my very life.”
      • “Great Onaalag…master…our descendants shall claim this world.”
    • Chapter 5
      • “I’ll take the hand of any who dares touch me.”
      • “You moan for your captors? Perhaps you deserve this fate.”
      • “My womb is fit only to bear Onaalag’s legacy. Please. Purge their filth from my loins before it’s too late.”
      • “Better to hunt alone than die together.”
      • “You’ll need to make yourself useful, else I’ll leave you in the darkness.”
    • Chapter 6
      • “The safety of that cave has defeated you.”
      • “I’d see us spread across the land. I’d rid the world of monstrosities and replace them with our own. I’d entangle all Cavari blades before they cut us down.”
    • Chapter 7
      • “A good kill.”
      • “The world shall step aside, for I’ll never allow it to threaten us again.”
      • “Only a woman knows how best to pleasure another.”
      • “Did your mother teach you nothing of how to please yourself?”
    • Chapter 8
      • “Cut our throats and be done with this.”
      • “Spread, Vaecath! Live! Consume them all, so they may never harm you! Avenge me!”
      • “Forgive me, Darmi. You served me well.”
      • “I’d know your name…ahh…so I may whisper it before drinking the blood from your corpse.”
    • Chapter 9
      • “We forge our own homeland, or we perish.”
      • “You waste your breath, Darmi.”
      • “We require your wombs, nothing more. Try to escape, and I’ll blind you both.”
    • Chapter 10
      • “After these women give birth, they’re no longer our concern. Shed no tears for them, for they’d shed none for you.”
    • Chapter 11
      • “Audir. I’ll taste your blood.”
      • “Look me in the eye as you cut my throat, then.”
      • “Honor won’t comfort my bones when you leave me to rot. Go on. Be done with this.”
      • “I care little if you’re missing an eye, an ear, or a hand. Your beauty remains.”
      • “I was foolish to believe we were safe. The world reminded me otherwise.”
    • Chapter 12
      • “You’re my solution. You’re my pawn. I’ll break you. I’ll set you free. You’ll return to your family, and when I give the word, you’ll press a spear to this…Wair’s throat.”
      • “Show me your obedience. Show me your loyalty.”
    • Chapter 13
      • “You should’ve heard me sooner. I taught you better.”
    • Chapter 14
      • “Come, my children. Find us. Find our sanctuary.”
      • “If you desire to get me pregnant once more, earn it.”
    • Chapter 16
      • “This is what Cavaries do, Darmi. They take and they take, and when you’re foolish enough to believe you’re finally safe, they find a way to shatter your peace once more.”
      • “She tried to take my life. My mercy won’t be a gentle one.”
      • “We’ll never be safe until all Cavaries are broken or wiped away.”
    • Chapter 17
      • “She taught me how to survive, though the jungle takes all, even the best of us. I learned the cruelty of our kind when a group hunted us down.”
      • “My father? I never cared to know who squirted me inside my mother. I suppose he must have been a capable warrior to have sired me, though he’s likely dead.”
      •  “My mother was very beautiful. Whoever my father was, for a night, or for many, he must have been a very happy man while between her thighs.”
    • Chapter 18
      • “Return to me. You’ve been quite useful,.
      • “Of all the Cavaries I’ve ever encountered, you alone have been one I fear to lose.”
    • Chapter 20
      • “We came here to protect my children, nothing more. I am not here to enact divine judgment. The horrid nature of Cavaries have simply left me no choice but to push them aside to make room for my children. They deserve to suffer, yet if they would simply allow me to live…”
      • “They take, and they take, and they take, Darmi. You know this. Never will we be safe until they’re gone.”
      • “Then at last…I discover the final cruelty of Cavari nature. Betrayal. The word is only a whisper of what this is.”
      • “Let him know that his city, his people, and everything he ever cared for is doomed. I want him ready. Tell him I’m going to spill his blood.”
    • Chapter 21
      • “You know what’s to come. It’d be wiser to beg for her death.”
    • Chapter 22
      • “Ah, this one has fire in her eyes. Audir taught you to be brave. He taught me a lesson in survival, and thus, here I sit. Let us see what you have learned.”
    • Chapter 23
      • “Wretched spawn of Mauron, are you still with us? Yes, I sense you are. So be it. Your father sealed the fate of your species when he sent me into Onaalag’s grasp. Now, you’ll seal the future of my children with your womb.”
    • Chapter 24
      • “Oh, don’t panic. I know you’d gladly see me dead. I know you’d strangle me this very moment if you could. Don’t deny it. I know your thoughts and your temptations. If our roles were reversed, I’d stop at nothing to kill you as well. Of course, I would’ve succeeded long ago. I knew forgoing poison testers would rouse your murderous intent. I was curious to see what you’d do.”
      • “May Mauron know that every ounce of pleasure his daughter receives is from my hand. May he watch from his grave of ashes as his daughter pleasures herself, knowing that I own her cunt.”
    • Chapter 25
      • “What more is there to give, my love? I’ve done all I promised. I’ve bled for our children. I deserve to know the truth of Synaalag.”
      • “You have my love, Vaecath. All of our kin do.”
      • “All I’ve done has been for you! Curse you! Curse my womb! Curse you…curse you…curse you!”

Sexual Proclivities

Sexuality

Aifa enjoyed the appearance of other females, taking several female lovers before loosing her vaginal virginity to Onaalag. She had no true draw towards males of her own species, only enjoying penetration by the many tentacles of her lover and descendants.

She believed only a worthy mate should be permitted to sire her offspring. This belief increased to an obsession after encountering Onaalag, claiming no seed but those of Onaalag’s bloodline was worthy to enter her womb.

Later, she developed a strong envy of her tentacled descendants, as she desired to experience penetrating other women and impregnating them herself, an impossibility as a female.

Sexual Experiences

  • Vaid Empire: Mother of Tentacles
    • Chapter 1
      • Conceived Nula-bal With Onaalag.
    • Chapter 2
      • Sexually Tortured By Onaalag While Bound.
    • Chapter 3
      • Pleasured By Onaalag’s Tentacles While Pregnant.
    • Chapter 5
      • Masturbated Repeatedly.
      • Bound And Violated By Darmi’s Tribe.
      • Conceived Jynae-Bal With Vaecath.
    • Chapter 6
      • Pleasured By Vaecath’s Tentacles While Pregnant.
    • Chapter 7
      • Sex With Darmi Before Conceiving Ayaalag With Vaecath.
    • Chapter 8
      • Sex With Darmi and Vaecath.
      • Sexually Tortured By Hunters Using Worm.
      • Forced To Ride Audir’s Cock.
    • Chapter 9
      • Pleasured By Jynae-bal’s Tentacles With Darmi.
    • Chapter 10
      • Restrained & Lost Anal Virginity To Vaecath With Darmi.
    • Chapter 11
      • Vaginally & Anally Penetrated By Vaecath.
    • Chapter 12
      • Masturbated.
      • Sexually Tortured Kifi.
    • Chapter 13
      • Masturbated While Watching Vaecath & Jynae-bal Breed.
    • Chapter 14
      • Orally Pleasured By Irima Before Conceiving Cycath With Vaecath.
    • Chapter 16
      • Impregnated By Vaecath While Torturing Erimi.
    • Chapter 17
      • Lesbian Sex With Darmi.
      • Orgasmed While Experiencing Perspective Of Vaecath’s Tentacles.
    • Chapter 20
      • Impregnated By The Combined Seed Of The Trio.
    • Chapter 22
      • Orally Pleasured By Gima While Sexually Torturing Sarui, Pirmi, & Rafi.
    • Chapter 23
      • Masturbated While Forcing Her Captives To Breed.
    • Chapter 24
      • Lesbian Sex With Sarui, Pirmi, & Rafi.
    • Chapter 25
      • Publicly Restrained By Trio & Impregnated.
      • Anally Violated By Jynae-bal.
    • Chapter 26
      • Sexually Tortured By Seedlings For Months.
    • Chapter 27
      • Sexually Tortured By Seedlings.
    • Chapter 29
      • Sexually Tortured By Seedlings For Centuries.

Legacy

Though she suffered greatly throughout her life, Aifa’s actions directly led to both the creation of Synaalag, and the end of the Cavari species upon Ayphieal. The world itself was permanently scarred by the disappearance of the deep jungle from the first continent, an eternal and physical reminder of her deeds.

Her bloodline spread through the children and descendants she spent her life fighting to protect, inadvertently granting them a safe homeland in another reality after their banishment by The Creator’s hand.

Her legacy culminated in Synaalag, The Artist, a god of creation in his own right. During her lifetime, her deeds drastically affected the lives of tens of thousands of Cavaries, forever sealing the fate of her species as breeding slaves banished to a realm of darkness. Long after her time, the consequences of Synaalag’s creation would affect the lives of millions of individuals of every species across the entirety of Ayphieal in ways she never could have imagined.

Appearances

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