Primordial Villain with a Slave Harem

Chapter 1405  Primordial Physique

Kiryssa watched the scene for several breaths, red eyes tracking the way Rosie melted into the embrace of her grandmothers without a shred of restraint. The leaves in the girl's hair rustled as Luminara fussed over them, while Mearie pressed her cheek against Rosie's head like she intended to stay there for the rest of time.

"What even is this girl's race?" The female drow asked at last.

Hagnar leaned forward, one massive hand resting on his knee. He squinted, brow furrowing as if the distance itself was too much for him. "Hard to tell," he rumbled slowly. "I can barely even see her at all. She reminds me of those terrible little creatures."

"The fey?" Zen offered.

Hagnar nodded once. "Yeah. Them."

"Fey…" Quinlan repeated, eyes still on Rosie as she enjoyed being squeezed between and fruioisly headpatted by the pair of well-endowed women. "Could you tell me about them?"

Kiryssa didn't need to be prompted a second time. "Fey primordials are the progenitors of several mortal races. Pixies, nymphs, dryads. Variants branch out depending on environment and influence."

"Dryads," Quinlan said, thoughtful. "I thought Rosie was a dryad."

That earned him a line of flat looks.

Kiryssa tilted her head. "That girl is no dryad, child. That much I can tell you right away. Where did you even find her?"

Quinlan cleared his throat. He looked away. "It was a… special circumstance."

Hanae's gaze sharpened.

Before Quinlan could change the topic, a small voice drifted out from between four generous curves and too much affection.

"Daddy has the Primordial Breeding Physique!" Rosie said cheerfully. "His seed does interesting things. Rosie used to be a Geim, you see, and then Daddy… Hehe!"

Kiryssa and Hanae both turned to look extremely wryly at Quinlan, their expressions shifting into the same narrow, knowing angle.

They understood well enough.

Serika spoke up, perhaps to save her lover from further scrutiny by the primordial females. "Does that mean you have no idea what she is either?"

Thindlebrim huffed. "Some primordials unlock special physiques between level one and fifty. Small window, lasts only a few months. Miss it and that's that. Takes a point investment, so if the primordial lacks the resources or focuses on something else, they might miss the chance. Hagnar has his Titanic Physique. Nyxara has her Limitless Lust Physique."

"The what?" several women of Quinlan asked at once.

"It grants endless stamina during procreation and keeps interest from dulling," Zen explained. "But enough about that woman. The important part for you to understand is that primordial physiques are fit to the individual and are rare, making them hard to understand. Quinlan's Breeding Physique is new to us, so the outcome is new as well."

Vex rested a hand over her stomach, stroking her belly gently right above where her womb lay. Her eyes were sparkling. "So if we carry his children, they might turn out… different?"

Hanae gave a slow nod. "That possibility exists. But Rosie being a Geim, and not being born the… traditional way, may also make her a special case."

"I see…" Vex nodded, though the rhythmic stroking of her belly didn't slow. She also sent Quinlan a look full of demands.

This woman looked ready to be impregnated at a moment's notice.

But Quinlan only sent her an apologetic look, signaling he wasn't ready just yet. Vex only pouted cutely, knowing he was right. It wasn't the time for settling down like that… She had to be on the frontlines to protect her husband and grow alongside him. Quinlan has only spent a little over 9 months in her world, yet he was already stronger than Vex. If she sat out a whole pregnancy's worth of time to birth their child, he'd be far too strong for her to ever be relevant as a fellow fighter ever again.

She'd be simply left in the dust.

Thus, with droopy eyes that told Quinlan she'd need a lot of kisses tonight, she stopped stroking her belly.

"Where are the beastkin primordials?"

"They can be a bit… Wild and primal. Mearie and Luminara didn't want them to ruin the moment they met their son's family."

"Ah. Are they big kitties or wolves?" Kitsara inquired, knowing from experience the type of beastkin people that would likely earn such a reputation. As for the beastkin primordials, it wasn't clear to the foxkin beauty what their race exactly was. She didn't quite understand how a single pair could birth the whole beastkin race.

"Just like the fey birthed multiple mortal races, so did the beastkin. You can't categorize them as one of the beastkin races. Their race is 'beastkin primordial,' if that makes sense." Hanae explained while holding Black Fang's hands tightly, looking an awful lot like a worried grandmother.

"…" the Venomborne Terror looked truly uncomfortable. But she somehow bore with it, not sure what to do.

 Raika and Vex, grinning at their untouchable, crazy master's conundrum, didn't help. At least Orianna kept a polite expression, even if her eyes were dancing.

And just like this, the so-called primordial party ensued. It was strange at first, but the mortals and immortals quickly mingled. Conversations emerged, with Miri and Lumi running between the girls, chittering incessantly.

The pair were in their element. They looked beyond fulfilled in this moment. Their motherly urges of welcoming and getting to know the wives of their son was truly a blissful experience; their hearts craved even more than they realized.

The shift came without warning.

It was not a sound in the usual sense. It was a presence pressing against the boundary of the dimension, as if something vast had reached out and tapped reality itself. The impact rolled through the world in a single, unified tremor, deep and resonant.

Every primordial straightened at once.

Quinlan felt it an instant later. The sensation slid across his senses with unmistakable weight. The space around him acknowledged it even before he did with layers of existence responding as one.

Something was there.

Something powerful.

Something that expected to be answered.

"Are we being invaded?" he asked, already half-turning toward the boundary of the dimension. He remembered too well how a certain goddess called Sel'Ashra had messed with his soul world.

Quinlan was reminded of her invasions.

"No," Kiryssa said immediately.

Miri's smile vanished. She looked upward, as if she could see through layers of reality. "Why is she here already?"

"I told her to wait a week…" Luminara murmured, fingers tightening in Rosie's hair.

Aurora's breath hitched. Her eyes widened as the pieces clicked together. "Wait… is the Goddess here?"

Feng sucked in a sharp breath. "That sound was a cosmic knock?!"

Realization spread through the gathered mortals like a ripple through water.

"So she's here," Quinlan said quietly.

His voice stayed level, but his thoughts were anything but. He had a lot of mixed impressions about this woman. And that was putting it lightly.

A chorus of sharp breaths followed.

"We're about to meet the Goddess?" Lucille whispered.

Kitsara swallowed hard. "This is…"

For many of the girls, the concept alone carried far too heavy a weight. Goddess Lilyanna had been the distant constant of their lives, spoken of as creator and judge in the same breath. The end-all, be-all omnipotent, omnipresent ruler of reality.

The idea that such an entity was only a short distance away left several of them frozen, overwhelmed by the scale of it.