"Have you guys had enough of your perverted talks?" Damian asked after letting them indulge in their depraved conversation for more than half an hour.
"It’s your fault for keeping us so frustrated," Victoria continued, pointing a finger at Damian as if blaming him for her own perversion and for her most unhinged, degenerate, and depraved thoughts in existence.
"It’s your fault for being unimaginably attractive, forbiddenly beautiful, and addictive... You are in no position to complain. Instead, you should be taking responsibility for making us like this."
It wasn’t just Damian’s wives.
Even Grace and the other sisters, who were already well aware of Victoria’s embarrassing side, were shocked by her sudden outburst, which was filled with nothing but raw frustration.
It was Victoria’s nature to be depraved, after all.
She was the Goddess of Incineration, Savagery, Bloodlust, Tyranny, and Depravity.
The divine concept of Depravity was sothing she had awakened due to her overwhelming need for Damian and her desire for certain degenerative things she wanted him to do to her.
Although depravity could take many forms, manifesting in countless ways, Victoria’s divine concept of Depravity was predominantly rooted in lustful corruption.
Even Victoria hadn’t expected to beco the Goddess of Depravity, but it didn’t matter.
The more divine concepts a god possessed, the better, even if that concept was Depravity, a domain ant for soone who thought of nothing but having a man on top of them and ravaging their body.
Regardless, it wasn’t strange for Victoria to think of such things constantly.
What was strange was her saying them out loud.
Normally, she kept those thoughts to herself.
It seed that with Damian being here, her emotions, frustration, sexual drive, and divine concept of Depravity were all being pushed into overdrive, far beyond what she could control.
"Fine. I will take responsibility..." Damian said, closing in on Victoria faster than her divine senses could follow.
He gently placed a finger beneath her chin, lifting her face to et his. "How about we make a deal? Once I finish my remaining work, I will feed your concept of Depravity as much as you want."
"I pleasurefully accept that deal..." Victoria said, imdiately leaning in and trying to steal her very first kiss.
Unfortunately for her, Damian pulled back just a couple of centiters before their lips t.
Instead, he placed a finger against her lips and gently pushed her back.
"Why don’t you let yourself stay in that sexually overdriven state for a little longer?" Damian said seductively. "It will make things far more enjoyable when we finally let it all explode at once."
Her breathing grew heavier.
"It’s going to be amazing..." Victoria said with an excited expression. "There are so many things I want you to do to . Thinking about it makes dizzy and squirmy..."
"We can do everything you want," Damian replied in a low, dense tone.
As if responding to his intense emotions, his power stirred.
His face began to distort, as though space itself were folding and bowing to his presence.
The essence of the Law of Depravity that Damian possessed slowly seeped out.
"Damn..." Elizabeth sighed. "I completely forgot my brother ntioned that he mastered the Laws of Negativity, Positivity, and Neutrality, which ans he also mastered the Law of Depravity."
She had been wrong.
It wasn’t just Victoria in the family who was degenerate.
Damian was too.
There were two of them now.
Then a thought began to cross her mind, one that her sisters seed to share as well.
Maybe it was actually a very good thing.
If Damian also beca a sex addict like Victoria, then he would be thinking about it all the ti.
And if that happened, they could have him do whatever they wanted, whenever and however they wanted to them.
"I see... it looks like Damian has resolved his issues. He is now open to accepting them as his wives..."
Avanora, his mother-in-law, silently wondered, a mixture of frustration and excitent flashing in her eyes.
"This is my chance to finally make him take as his wife. If I also beco his wife, I can serve alongside my daughter and even share him at the sa ti..."
She couldn’t help but subconsciously imagine herself and her daughter, Avaline, lying in the sa bed with Damian between them all completely naked, and they were—
Avanora suddenly shook her head, as if trying to banish the embarrassing thought that had just crossed her mind.
"Shit... I can’t believe I’m having thoughts like that, just like that degenerate Victoria does..."
"I’m not doing this so I can have sex alongside my daughter, but to have a partner for my eternal life, one who just happens to be my son-in-law, whom I already love very much. Yes, that’s all I’m doing it for, not for the other thing... I wonder what my daughter will think of becoming her sister wife."
"So, if you’re done fantasizing, I really want to go inside and show you..."
Damian said once again.
This was the fifth ti he had reminded them that he wanted to take them inside the do of the Life Engine Matrix to explain how the creation of a new race would co to exist.
Yet every ti he spoke, their thoughts drifted back to nothing but doing the deed with him.
"Maybe I shouldn’t be so restrained with them and just do it with them after all. That’s clearly what they want to be..."
Damian thought.
"While I have complete control over my need to procreate as the Primordial Progenitor, the fact remains that I must procreate endlessly. Doing it for a few weeks every now and then might actually be a good thing. It would put at ease..."
Damian looked at the won around him.
Obviously, he wanted to do everything they wanted him to do to them as well.
"But there are so many things I have to do for the betternt of everything, for the universe to grow stronger, strong enough to handle any threat that might invade it. I can’t just abandon all that to indulge myself in pleasure..."
Damian’s face didn’t change at all, but inside, he felt helpless.
Helpless because he understood what he had to do for the sake of the universe and everything within it, including his family.
At the sa ti, he knew he had a role to play in sharing eternal life with his wives.
He had to fulfill his duties as a husband, spending ti with them and doing the ’deed’ as much as they desired, keeping them endlessly happy and satisfied.
"Even though they are frustrated or want to spend ti with , they only complain now and then. They never interrupt my work or try to push into doing anything, because they understand that what I have to do is much more important, bigger than any relationship."
Damian’s eyes suddenly widened as he realized sothing.
"I see... While it’s true that any relationship is nothing compared to the vastness of my work and what I do for the universe, it’s not the sa for them."
"For them, I am their universe. They depend on . They love . For them, nothing is bigger than and our family."
A smile ford on his face as he looked at the won before him.
"I was being selfish."
"I’m still being selfish."
"The universe is important, but my family is important to as well."
"I’m not going to beco a bad husband."
"So what if I have to do two things at once? I’ll push myself further than I ever have. I’ll keep my family happy while I continue to make our universe stronger."
Damian tightened his fist, the motion causing the space around his hand to ripple slightly.
He shook his head and watched as the won began moving toward him.
He raised his hand toward the do, and a fist-sized magic circle appeared on his palm.
As if responding, another magic circle appeared on the upright foot of the do in front of him.
"Let’s go, my wives," Damian said, looking at them before stepping forward.
He walked through the golden magic circle as if passing through a wall, his figure vanishing beyond it.
"When he said, ’Let’s go, my wives,’ he was also including , right?" Avanora asked quietly as she turned to Victoria.
"I guess," Victoria shuddered.
She knew that when he said wives, he also ant her.
It was already official that Damian had accepted her as one of his wives when he told her they could have their fun during their earlier conversation.
Victoria narrowed her eyes at Avanora. "Hm. Does your daughter know that you’re trying to steal her husband for yourself?"
"I’m not stealing him away. I just want to beco one of his wives," Avanora said with a sigh. "I’m sure my daughter would be happy to share her man with her mother."
"I don’t know. Avaline has always strived to be the perfect wife, and she is a perfect wife. You don’t know whether allowing her mother to beco one of her husband’s wives fits her idea of being perfect," Victoria said. "Talk to Avaline first. I’m sure Damian will do the sa before anything happens, especially before doing the ’deed’. Just make sure she’s happy with it."
"I will... Wow, I didn’t know you could give advice like this. I’m surprised,"
Avanora said with a smile.
"I can be quite good at surprising people,"
Victoria replied with a chuckle.
Then a perverted expression appeared on her face as she continued. "You know, if everything works out, you and your daughter could have a threeso with Damian. We could even make it a regular thing, different combinations of threesos or even foursos with all the won in our family and Damian. If you, , and your daughter had a fourso with him, I could teach you many positions I’ve practiced through image training. We’d drown in pleasure."
"I was just complinting you, and there you go again with your perverted imagination," Avanora sighed.
Still, she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about the suggestion.
"Co on. I know you’re thinking about doing it with your daughter as well," Victoria said with a perverse smile.
"I’m the Goddess of Depravity. No perverted thoughts or feelings can escape my senses."
"Well... Maybe... I’ll talk to my daughter... If everything goes well, we can talk about your suggestion, I-I guess," Avanora said, turning her face away as she walked into the golden magic circle.
She ignored Victoria.
If the conversation continued, she felt she might awaken the divine concept of depravity within herself as well.
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