Его не звали, но он приперся / They never called, yet he is here: Манга-2 (Дарящая)

The adjustment was slow and relatively painful. Too “cramped” a vessel for her, even BEFORE meeting him and receiving gifts. Not properly prepared. Filled in haste, too quickly, and at the cost of losing some of the “voices” that weakened the overall chorus. But all this was nothing more than an unfortunate trifle, so insignificant that it was not even worth paying attention to. The main thing was something else. She was still with him! Against all odds, against all odds! It was worth any, even the most exquisite agony. The pleasure of simply being with him was the best she had ever experienced in her entire existence.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:14

She was sure, absolutely sure, she would lose him in the fallen city, lose the barely found meaning of her new existence. She even went against his will, ready to suffer any possible punishment in case of failure. He withstood, but no punishment followed. It was incredible, delightful, unthinkable, if not for the realization of his inevitable doom. It didn't happen. The former master was struck down by the new one. That alone would have made her former one “desire” him more than anything else in the world, but that was unnecessary now.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:32

Once again, she expected to be ordered to sing the last song. To cover their escape, to divert attention, or simply to die in battle. After all, she had managed to see his attitude enough to know what to expect. And she was ready for it, willing to accept any ending, just so long as he continued to be. And once again her expectations were not met. He stood before the Judge and escaped the inevitable punishment of God by being justified. And he did not even wish to throw her on the scales of Justice, buying himself and his companions freedom. Unbelievable. Unthinkable. Impossible.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:33

But she is. She's still with him. No matter what. Maybe not for long, but even a moment with him is precious. Though, it's better to have more of those moments. And for that to happen, she thought. She thought a lot. Evaluating. Thinking.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:34

The most important threat had been avoided. That he would not interrupt her song for no reason was almost certain. And that's very good, wonderful, miraculous, beautiful! She's proven herself useful. She's proving her loyalty in every way possible. The important thing is not to make a mistake. Well, at least not get caught. But it's best not to do anything that might incur his wrath. And there's a lot to do.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:35

Now, the biggest threat was and still is the Daughter of the Stars, whose outward youth is false and deceptive. Just like the true essence of the firstborn. And she was a threat not only to her but to him as well. Oh, the ever-young one could swear loyalty all she wanted, but she knew the true essence of the elves all too well. As soon as she sees fit, her oaths will be forgotten, if not forgotten, she will find an excuse to break them. Especially since he hadn't taken any real oaths from her, which is rather reckless, and foolish. It would be good to correct it. Ideally, the star born should have been gifted the same way he had gifted her. It would have solved a lot of problems, and it would have done a lot of good at the same time if the gifts were half as good as hers. But for now, it was not worth even hinting at, lest it displease him. It will take more than a year of painstaking work to bring him to the right idea. And all this must be done in secret from firstborn bitch. That's not easy. Old in mind but not in body, she is experienced, strong, cunning, dangerous, and skillful! Oh, to have her for myself would be so marvelously beautiful! Or to give her to him, making him forget his lost love and find a new one, and in the person of a man, which is also marvelous! It was a triple shame that the elfess could have been gifted by now. As Red told her, the Daughter of the Stars herself had literally asked him for the gift, but he had refused her. Admirable folly in its recklessness of folly! But all the more marvelous will be her correction!

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:39

The second threat was the bird that had flown away to Heaven, to the great and final sorrow of the now-silent Master Over Branded Ones. And her rescuer, who had defeated her tormentor and master, was bound to her. The captive Heroine of Heaven, who was the dream and passion of all the beloved children of the fallen sovereign who wanted her for themselves, managed to keep a lot of things unacceptable for the fallen. Including an insignificant part of the memory. That includes her. It could be dangerous. It's bound to be dangerous. And not just because of her. The Shadow's adherents disgust Heaven like few others. If Handsome has been loyal enough to him, his new toy has not. It's unlikely that the Bird will turn Handsome's hand against him, but it can happen, and she can tell a lot about that. And there's not much she can do about it. The Bird's out of reach now. And it's too dangerous to touch Handsome. He won't forgive that, and even if it's possible to hide his chants from him, there's still the Bird, which is too tightly bound to him. It would not be a bad idea to process Handsome. He may be loyal now, but that is now. She knows too well how many stabs in the back have been dealt by the most loyal and faithful friends and associates. Something would have to be worked out.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:45

The third threat was the Mist Maiden, who had given too much to the source of her power, and received too much from it. The gifts of the ring kept her in check, but whether they would be strong enough to keep her from her ultimate downfall was unknown. It's too hard to tell, too much she has received. It would be worth gifting her again, it would strengthen her loyalty, besides strengthening it even more. It wouldn't be hard to lead him to that thought, and the Misty Maiden herself would be happy about it. Especially, if he shared some of the sensations she had experienced.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:46

The fourth threat was Bloodthirster. She was. There was no need to worry about her now. She may have been gifted and loyal to him, but who better to know the true nature of such creatures than she? And this would be more reliable. Especially since she'd done practically nothing. Just a little. Mist Maiden had bound Pale much more tightly when she was first gifted.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:04

The threat from the others was minimal. Except that Grey should have been tied to him tighter. For greater loyalty and peace of mind. Red was gifted and beautiful in body and soul! If she had met her BEFORE she would surely have hated and desired her. She lacks re-gifting, but it's a matter of time. Although, loyalty is not superfluous... But if Red is to be dealt with, it will be the last thing she does. Right now, she needs to finally get used to her new vessel. This process could be accelerated, but not now, when people like her are looking for her everywhere. Of course, his disguise is good, she's already convinced of that, but even the slightest risk against him is unacceptable! And so, one has to adjust to the new vessel as slowly and carefully as possible. And think. Observe. Remember. But you can't do it all the time. The cost of an imperfect vessel.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:06

Rising to her feet, the possessed woman stretched rising on her toes. A living vessel needs to eat. To sleep. Rest. Oh yes, she could easily offset most of this vessel's needs. But it would affect its effectiveness. As well as its degree of disguise. Which is unacceptable. So we need to stretch, at least a little. And refreshment. Leaving her room, she went out into the corridor. It was night outside now, and most of the inhabitants of the Bloodthirsty Lair were now resting. Pale was absent, busy dealing with the current problems of the city. She had almost reached the end of the corridor when one of the ajar doors caught her eye. It appeared to be some sort of utility room. Strange, it was usually closed. How so?

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:09

The slightest intensification of the singing of the two ‘voices’. Everything became clear. One of the maids, recently charmed by Red's two gifts, had heard her call when she was finishing cleaning and had forgotten everything. Including locking up the room she was cleaning. As she approached the door, the possessed woman reached out to close it, but her gaze locked on the items inside. The things he and his companions had left the city with on the day of the Fall were piled here. It was unclear at what point in the gathering of companions across the Eternal he had managed to pick them up, but it was a good thing they had not been forgotten. Otherwise, they might have been a clue to a vengeance-seeking Celestial. And it seemed that all of these things had been safely forgotten after everyone had set up in Pale's lair. There was no time for them. The possessed woman's gaze locked onto one particular item. A small bag that lay on top of a chest of dresses. The bottom corner of the bag was burnt and charred, some thick liquid oozing from it, charring part of the chest lid as well.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:13

With a cluck of her tongue, she stepped inside. It looked like one of his potions that had been in the bag had broken while fleeing the city. Good thing it hadn't started a fire or worse. Walking over to the bag, the possessed woman carefully opened it and began to extract the contents. Fortunately, only one vial had shattered, it wasn't the most powerful one. It was understandable, though, as the best potions had been taken with them... What's this? Fumbling for some paper, she pulled it out, expecting to see the ruined records. But instead, she saw...

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:14

Woooooooowww!

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:14

The realization of what she was seeing was combined with going into afterburner mode, but it was too late. She managed to transfer what she had seen to a part of the ‘voices’, which immediately changed their singing, barely noticeable, by a thousandth, a millionth of a tone. After them the other ‘voices’ began to change one after another. But still it was possible to buy a little time.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:17

So that's who ruined the brilliantly prepared and executed operation that was to play its role after the Fall, making the work in the Eternal Forest easier. Thereby upsetting the late sovereign. But how had he managed it? He didn't know. He couldn't know! Otherwise, it wouldn't be here! An accident? Unbelievable! But it means...

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:19

Already a third of the ‘voices’ had changed their singing almost indistinguishably. Her eyes had stopped seeing by direct control, completely blinded, but what they saw continued to change the ‘voices’.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:20

He definitely read it. Who else? Surely someone else, it had been a long time! And the very nature of it would not let it lie somewhere in oblivion, it would inevitably direct and attract those around it. What to do? Tell him? One might. But is it worth it? After all, there is no danger, it does not harm those who read it. It just gives new... preferences.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:21

Half of the ‘voices’ were already singing a little differently, if you didn't know what to listen for you wouldn't even notice it to her, and her body's hands kept flipping pages by themselves in front of her unseeing eyes.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:22

What about the other way around, planting it on the same big-eared girl? That could help a lot. What if she already read it? How do I know? No, no, she can't! He would never approve of such games with the minds of his companions, and if he found out, it could end badly. Unless it's with Red, who likes that sort of thing herself. What do we do?

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:24

Two-thirds of the ‘voices’ have changed their singing, and the remaining ones have not long left. There was less and less strength to resist, and there was no point in resisting. Her hands were almost through the pages before her blinded but still seeing eyes.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:25

What do we do, what do we do? Exactly! The solution is obvious! An almost sincere grin appeared on the beautiful face of the possessed woman. There wasn't much time left, but it was enough for her to plan....

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:40

What's this? She fumbled for some paper and pulled it out, expecting to see the ruined records. But instead, she saw a thin book, made entirely of paper, with no hardcover. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and looked at the cover, which was a one-piece picture. Then she whistled delightedly. The cover depicted a young dark-haired man with pale skin, a handsome smiling face, dressed in expensive black and gold robes. On the finger of his upraised right hand was a gold ring with a large glowing ruby. He sat sprawled in a high carved chair, grinning at the tall deviless standing next to him, who looked like a human woman with very large breasts, long hair gathered in a tight bundle at the back of her head, and a slender figure. She had a pair of black horns sticking up on her forehead, and from behind she could see a long, flexible tail ending in an arrow. Golden eyes with vertical pupils on a beautiful face looked at the collapsed young man with a mixture of agony and desire. She was dressed in a black and white maid's costume, with a purely symbolic skirt barely two palms long and no underwear underneath. The costume also left her large breasts completely exposed.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:42

She had an intricate and complex seal on her forehead that glowed ruby, and it was a wonder the artist had managed to depict it so accurately. She had gold earrings with rubies in her ears, which also glowed. On the devil's throat, she wore a collar, also made of gold, covered with some signs, and with a huge glowing ruby in the center. Her mouth was gagged with a leather muzzle, with gold rivets. On her hands, she wore a pair of long black leather stocking gloves without fingers, fastened with straps behind her back. On the deviless's feet were dainty black and white high-heeled shoes and beautifully detailed black lace stockings. On top of them, she had a pair of golden shackles around her ankles, decorated with rubies and connected by a thin short golden thread.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:43

Below her naked breasts was a tray, one side resting against the devil's ribs and fastened to her corset. The other side of the tray was held by two thin gold chains that stretched from the corners of the tray to the same massive gold rings through the large nipples of the deviless. Another chain stretched from the center of the tray to the same gold ring, but smaller, threaded through the most sensitive point of her crotch, above which was another seal, amazingly detailed. All three gold chains were taut as strings. On the tray was a crystal glass filled with some kind of drink, with a couple of juicy cherries. The cherry on top of the surrealism of this picture was that the tip of the devil's tail held the mop with which she was mopping the floor. The title was no less absurd. ‘The Taming and Mastering of the Shrew Deviless by a Young Hell Fighter Hero’.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:46

For almost a minute, the possessed woman stared in fascination at the cover of this masterpiece of fine art. Who would have thought he'd be reading something like this? That's something to consider. One wonders where he got this fascination from. And who is the artist who created this delightfully-impossible drawing? Whoever he or she is, she wants him or her already. Such talent! It would be a shame if he died in the Eternal. Turning the page, the possessed woman delved deeper into her reading. The story told in the book, which consisted of solid illustrations with sparse text, was as ridiculously beautiful as the images were marvelous.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:48

A young young hero, which is already ridiculous, decided to fight the mighty queen of hell. To do so, he challenged her openly. The mighty and beautiful deviless decided to personally punish the young impudent. But fell into his trap. She was sealed in the body of a human woman, who was previously his maid, who voluntarily ‘released’ her body. And she was so sealed in this ‘trap’ that the deviless could not use her powers against him. However, the young impudent instead of destroying the disloyal opponent, decided to make her his new submissive servant, so that she would no longer harm the innocent. For this purpose, he began to actively ‘train’ her.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:50

It must be admitted that he chose such methods that if she had met her in real life BEFORE, he would have become a candidate for cultists, and immediately for the highest positions, as a beloved toy. All sorts of bondage, humiliating outfits, and cleaning rooms with just a tail or tongue were drawn incredibly erotically and authentically.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 18:55

Of course, at first, these humiliations drove the captive to madness, but the further, the more she liked her new role. In addition, the boy turned out to be surprisingly cunning, and literally anticipated any attempt by the devil to free herself. As if any opportunity to throw off the shackles immediately became known to him. And the boy imposed more and more new restraints on the captive. In the end, the deviless, without noticing it, fell in love with her shackles and really turned into a sincerely faithful servant. Not only did she not even try to free herself, but on the contrary, she prompted the young master how to shackle her more securely. She naturally experienced great pleasure from her shackles and collars. The book ended the same way it began. With the picture on the cover.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 18:57

Having put the book back in its place, after making sure that the bag was clean and nothing else was broken, the possessed woman couldn't help but smile. What a wonderful read, especially the erotic scenes of the prisoner's punishment. Absurd to the point of impossibility, of course, but drawn with real skill! She remembered a couple of punishment options, she'll have to try them out someday. Perhaps even on herself. But the plot... Such a fantasy. A powerful deviless couldn't be captured in such a way. The one who drew and wrote this didn't understand anything about the inhabitants of Hell. Not to mention that it's impossible to hold a devil in such a way. Not to mention turning her into your servant-slave. The very nature of her kind is practically immune to such methods of enslavement.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 18:59

Although... If you can somehow put the deviless' entity into a relatively rigid vessel, like a human body... And put appropriate seals on it, maybe in the form of tattoos... Also, reinforce them with special artifacts that will be permanently worn and placed on key points of the body... And if they are properly tuned and synchronized... Selecting them taking into account what “voices” sing in her chorus... Then perhaps it can work. Especially if the devil herself doesn't resist it, yeah, yeah.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:36

Stop! That's an idea! Stunned by the sudden realization, the possessed woman froze in the doorway. Indeed, if she suggested such a thing to him... And he would not only be assured of her absolute loyalty but would be able to control her completely... The thought was so exciting it took her breath away, and her busy body responded with heat in her lower abdomen and instantly hardened nipples. With direct control lowering her arousal, she began to mull over the idea. And the more the possessed thought about it, the more right it seemed to her.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:37

If he could present the idea properly, he would like it. It would be an additional proof of her absolute loyalty and submission to his will. And if the shackles would additionally hide her essence, they might even be able to stay together!

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:33

At this thought, the cultist's body caught its breath again, and she had to reduce her excitement with direct control. Then, calming down, the possessed woman headed back to her chambers. She had to make a list and think of the best options and the most reliable schemes. Pale could probably get some of the necessary materials. The rest he could make or obtain. Yes, it will be marvelous! As she entered her assigned chambers, the possessed woman almost purred, feeling all her ‘voices’ singing in unison as if they too were in favor of the idea.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 15:29

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Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:47

Avada Kadavra: What the hell are you doing! (с)

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:54

Gorgeous omak, almost 100% alcohol-canon-consistency in terms of lore and worldbuilding. I might have pitched Giver's inner monologue a little differently, but no more - the basis almost entirely falls into character.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:48

I'll also note her ‘nicknames’ for the rest of the team. It's worth saying that the short Red hides a page-and-a-half-long definition name in one of the dialects of the Hell-Lust, which, quite possibly, every evolved devil comes up with for herself. But yes, she internally reduces the Name to one or two words, keeping the expanded version and accompanying imprints in mind. Thus, the nicknames-call signs of each of the cultists/in-development to recruit/enemy or adversary are not just nicknames, but peculiar dossier-labels.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:49

And yes, Giver was able to realize anything solely because of a combination of her nature, personal power, the presence of a very obscene number of strong souls in the sonm, and because she knew exactly the nature of the manga and how it worked. And it still hardly helped, though she certainly managed to do something about it.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:51

The usual transfer of the effect to an ordinary soul in the sonm is useless a little more than entirely. If Giver didn't know exactly what was happening to her she might have noticed something incomprehensible and non-threatening (if she was critically lucky), but she wouldn't even have had time to think about plans to counteract it.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:53

Bravo.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:53

Bravissimo.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:53

Vivat to Brinar, limitless muse, prosperity and all good things.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:50

Good luck.

Camrad_RIP 23.03.25 в 14:50