Naru: Hey, back from the dead. Wasn't dead, just writing other stories so I could take a break from this one but back with a new chapter. Please do check the other ones out on Archive of Your Own website. Even though they are also smut driven. Also, I also a server for these stories and series I have. Please enjoy and leave a comment. And thanks for all those who favored the story before. Can also find me on Discord as NebulasPrime or find the server Raithwall's Tomb.

Disclaimer: We don't own the Harry Potter, Final Fantasy and other verse we may add in the future.

Warnings: Yaoi, Yuri, Neglect, death, Sex, Possible torture, mention of possible rape, Abuse, Harem, bigotry, Wrong-Boy-Who-Lived, Futanari (Definitely), Hermaphrodite (Definitely), lack of morality, abuse, mention of abuse, and anything else that I can possibly come up with along the way

Song Inspiration: Nobody's Gonna Save My Soul by Sin Shake Sin

"…Talk…"

'…Thought…'

'…Mental Conversation…'

~DkR~

Spell

Chapter Thirty-Two: Deep Roads

Ja'Remor smiled as he walked down the path leading into the city of Vocomin. Guiding a now cloaked Lily, with the other Bravgigs, into the depths of the underground city. While most don't hide their identities in the city. This time it was very different reason to hide other than conceal her identity. They are in a place known to hate Humes on various scales of degrees. Last thing Ja'Remor needed here was to be attacked by those ready to spill blood. It was by mere luck everyone tended to mind their own business here. Unless they needed to interact with the other races.

The group pushed through the crowd as they crossed several bridges and roads that clung to the wall. Until they reached a more abandon area that was right above the very bottom of the underground tunnels that were sealed away. Ja'Remor felt the body he inhabits shudder. Not out of cold but out of joy. He felt joy that he returned home finally. That he could rejoin the rest of his body that is still trapped underneath the seal. Though it will be released soon. Just a little more time. It was just finding a perfect vessel. Lily was good but he came to realize shortly after leaving she won't be the right vessel for his power. No, they will have to create one. This is where she can still be useful. Be the one to gather the supplies he needed for his creation. That also reminded him that he needed a container that will be able to handle the other pockets of shades until it was time to rejoin fully. Ja'Remor hummed as he pressed a hand on a wall to let it scrap along the grey stone, 'Maybe it will best if I get a temporary body before creating a more stable one. If I remember correctly, there should be a perfect one near the chamber.'

If his memory was correct, then the petrified bones of an ancient dragon was near the room the swirling mass of darkness was sealed in. A path that grew darker and darker the further he was leading them into as they transverse the passageways. He hummed as felt ancient powers pulse through the stone of the earth. It was welcoming him home to where he belonged. Not that he would ever call this place home. It was nothing more than a dungeon, a prison, he had been stuck in for centuries. A place he wanted to desperately wanted to escape from. All this place did was remind him of the failure that was dealt to them. A failure that will be rectified finally. With how fast the seals were failing recently. This knowledge kept the smile on his face wide. Giving the possessed Bravgig his own version of hope that the true world order was going to be reborn.

~DkR~

Ruffon shivered as he ears twitched. He couldn't help but look back at the path he had came down with worry. Instincts were telling him to go back. To run back to the place, he originally calls home. To scream out his usual warnings. He didn't know why this was. A scowl formed before pressing on the second part of the highway. The glow from the tiny mimic abdomens were his only source of light. Each one scuttling about the road but remained near their new master. It seemed to descend deeper into the earth. Slowly widening as they progressed until it finally ended. Opening to a massive underground cavern that shocked the little elf. He was in awe and bewildered by the sight in front of him. The place was huge and full of life he had never seen before. This place was beautiful. It was full of toadstools of the smallest caliber to the tallest that nearly scrapped against the ceiling of the carven. Each one glowing a brilliant electric blue that seemed to sooth his soul of any worry he had. There were also large roots that hung from above that showed off the same eerie color. It only helps further illuminate everything within. Giving off the spectacular view of the ruins that were scattered amongst the place.

Towers with golden domes littered all over. Broken up by large boulders, stone gazebos, bridges, destroyed pathways and flat areas of stone for gathering. Looking around the area to see one of those pathways heading into separate ways. One that came from the right before curving off to the left. Right in front of a house that looked out of place. It was the same style of the other structures, but it was far from the other buildings that were in here. Maybe it was a guard post for a couple of soldiers to watch this place. This did look like a major road that was used a lot a long time ago. Suddenly, the mimics started to scream out loud pitched clicks while their legs tapped against the floor wildly. Ruffon eyes narrowed for he knew what this meant. He wasn't stupid enough to ignore the calls of warnings when predators were around. Looking back at the house again. A house that was so far away with good amount of open ground to cover. He just hoped he and these mimics could make across before whatever that had them scared got to them. A sudden flapping of wings drew his attention upwards into the inky blackness of stone and the dim glow of shrooms. Up in the sky a giant insectoid flew high with the greatest of ease. Right near the building he wanted to get into.

"Fuck," Ruffon cursed out as he watched it fly around in the sky. Watching every flap of its scaly wings beat repeatedly to the point it appeared like a blur. From where he was, the monstrosity appearance was horrific. It looked like if was a mash up between a mantis, ant, moth, wasp, dragonfly and grasshopper. Front arms bend were long and bent like a mantis, upper body large and round before is shrunk to a point on the other end where long hind legs bent back like a grasshopper, head look too small for the body and shaped like a ants head with two feather feelers protruded out the top of the head, eyes milky white as it took a lot of space on the head, and four triangular wings stretched out of the back to allow the massive insect fly in the air. It hadn't seen them yet despite the noise coming from the Tiny Mimics. He turned to them quickly to harshly whisper out, "Shut the hell up."

This got them quiet quickly. Reacting more to the tone of the voice than the words. He had a decision to make about the situation. He had made it to far to turn back without at least something but there was also the fiend had no clue about. Either way, Ruffon knew he stood no chance facing that thing head on. Even with help from the mimics. Though the milky eyes gave him and idea about what to do. It was a clue that it couldn't see anything in the cavern. Blind to everything that might be going on or it was something else. That something else is that it could be sound sensitive, able to pick up body heat, or both. Something he didn't want to test out since the thing that worried him the most about that thing is the skinny abdomen of that abomination. More like the two curved prongs at the very end is what caused his fear. If the legs didn't kill him first, then being pierced by those claw-like prongs will be. Those things could also contain poison if they weren't solely used for stabbing with. These thoughts about it were stopped when clacking came from the thing. Two smaller version flew up to it before all three flew away. He didn't know where they were going but there was no love loss in its departure. Though the question was soon answered when a screech rang out from nearby.

Edging closer to the road to see a group of fourteen pale creatures on a bridge and the land that it was connected to. Their appearance is like those of elves, but he knew they weren't ones. All of them were throwing unfamiliar magickal spells while shooting arrows at them three monsters. Ruffon stayed in the shadows with the mimics. Both dimming their glow when they understood they were hiding from the enemies. Ruffon watched on in fascinations, wonder and fear. The side that won this battle will be the top predators he and his companions will have to watch out for. The smaller Fledglings soon fell but at the cost of three of pale humanoid creatures. The large one had proven to be more a hassle than the younger ones though it proven inevitable. While the exoskeleton was hard as expected it to be the belly was softer than the upper shell. If arrows piercing the flesh was any indication that it was true. This at least gave him an idea of what he could do if he was forced to battle one of those things. Though Ruffon knew he would be staying far away from them as he could. He didn't want to risk become food for these creatures. The bodies did give him an idea. An unsettling one but an idea none the less. He could allow these mimics to feast on the corpses once everything is done. Hoping that these bodies would in fact help them grown large and powerful enough to battle the insectoids.

The battle was proving formattable against the pale ones as several perished under the acid like attack. The liquid it had spit out was a translucent green color and appeared to have burned the skin of the ones the substance landed on before they fell onto the ground. True to his earlier thoughts, the beast used the weird appendages on the end of its abdomen to stab a few more of these worriers. Flinging the body off into the distance shortly after. This didn't deter the pale creature from continuing their onslaught when some were able to land some powerful fire spells against it. Suddenly, a large tribal spear rammed its way into the beast thorax which caused it to let a loud screech before collapsing onto the ground below. Legs and head twitching a few times before it completely stilled. He watches the smaller group of four go the opposite way he was in. Leaving behind the bodies of the dead where they lay. Ruffon found that strange on many levels. Most cultures would bury the bodies of their departed and not leave them behind in such a way. Where creatures of the wild could feast upon the bodies or decay so openly. It did fall into his plan of wanting the mimics to eat the bodies so they could grow. Doubt of this working did rise in his mind but there was only one way to figure this out.

A hand rose to Ruffon chin to tap it as another thought crossed his mind. Like he should know what those pale creatures should be. He just didn't remember right now. Ruffon knew it will come to him in time while being here, just not in this moment. Frantic clicking from the mimics drew him out of such thoughts. They apparently did not like being in one spot for long here. Not that he blamed him after what he just saw. He moved away from the stone wall he was able to hide behind with the mimics to push on forward. Walking slowly to the building as he took in of what he could see of the sights around him. He didn't want to alert anything that could kill him here.

Relief filled him when he finally made it to the door of the stone hut without incident. Wishing he could marvel at the place some more, but he was in unknown territory with unfamiliar dangers. He pushed open the heavy door to see the place was disastrous mess inside. Pieces of rotted wood and old books. Most lost to the ages while the magick he could feel in the area kept others together. Allowing him to read one he was able to pick up from a table that thrived here. Only because it was made of stone like the building and the bed. Opening the book to find it was a journal of a man who live here a long time ago. One that cataloged his reasons he was here and what he had encountered. They flying fiends themselves were called Chaurus Hunters while the smaller ones were fledglings of the Chaurus hunters. They were the adult form of something called a Chaurus. Ruffon had the feeling he didn't want to meet the larva form of these creatures either with the way the man talked about them. The main reason the long dead man was even here in the first place was, at the time, to do research. Studying a crimson colored plant for alchemic and medical purposes. Ruffon doubted there were any left at this point since this was around the time of the downfall of the kingdom after the separation. Ruffon could only guess that he was killed off by the creatures sometime after arriving as well. Instead of staying away from the carven but who was he to talk since the elf was also here.

Ruffon sighed for he knew that he was going to be here forever. Just trying to gain his barrens before any research could be even done in the first place. Then there's the fact he needed to find a food source here, so he won't have to keep sneaking past the goblins. A nudge forms the mimic drew his attention from the book to see saliva dripping from its maw. Looking at the other one still outside to see it was doing the same. He figured out what it wanted and motioned for them to go ahead, "Go ahead, feast."

This gave him the opportunity to see if they were affected by the meat here since they weren't trapped in the other area anymore. None the less, this is the point where he had to put the work until his feet became tired. If doesn't then desired for everything to work will become nothing in this messed game of life.

To Be Continued…

Information:

Fiends:

Chaurus (Insectoid/Common): They are large, venomous, black insects with multiple legs that live in the deep lightless caverns and chasms. Some have been domesticated by the Flamer, and they often live and fight alongside their masters. They can spit out a stream of acidic poison at those that invade their territory. There are three further stages in the life span of the insect. The Chaurus Reaper, Chaurus Hunter Fledgling, and Chaurus Hunter. In certain areas, a Chaurus and Chaurus can grow unusually large and fiercer than their normal counterparts. Chaurus communicate with one another with the use of unique clacking sounds, so it makes it easier to hear them before seeing these fowl creatures. Giving a person a chance to run away before being noticed by the creatures. At some point, a Chaurus will either begin to die, signaling for them to cover themselves with a thick resin to form a chrysalis, in order to become a Chaurus Hunter Fledgling or they will keep growing to be a Chaurus Reaper. The reaper will in fact start laying eggs in a nest to continue the population.

Chaurus Hunter Fledglings (Insectoid/Lesser): This is the stage between a Chaurus and Chaurus Hunter. Like an adolescent form before growing into their fully adult form.

Chaurus Hunter (Insectoid/Greater): This is the adult form of the Chaurus that is reached when one reaches the end of its larval phase. It can spit out poison and stab enemies with its two sharp prongs on its abdomen.