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 Chapter 27: The Ruins



   Fel grunted.  She vaguely recalled that she had made a decision a while
ago to pick up her sword training again.  But she couldn't have been
further away from doing so.  There wasn't even a single sword in the room
she currently inhabited.  There were countless bottles, most of them
already empty, there were lots of plates that once had carried sweets and
snacks and there were all sorts of drugs.  There also were some girls,
either scantily clad or completely naked.  All of them seemed to have
passed out by now.  Fel barely remembered any of their names or whether
they were whores or other patrons of this establishment who had decided to
visit her room.

   One of them Fel always remembered.  It was a girl with tangerine hair
who wore at least some clothes.  Her sole purpose was to keep Fel's room
clean.  Fel didn't allow her to take away the empty bottles, but at least
the girl cleaned up whenever Fel vomited, pissed or shat on the floor of
her room.  It was hardly imaginable how Fel would've been able to live in
the same room for an extended period of time without such a girl around. 
Especially with this many drugs around.

   Then there was this blue girl, Azu.  Fel always got angry when her eyes
fell on her, even if she couldn't recall the reason.  Right now, Azu was
sleeping as usual.  Fel slurred: "Get over here, you little bitch!  I wanna
spank you!" Azu opened her eyes.  She looked tired, but not more tired than
Fel who was still heavily intoxicated.  She gave Fel a defiant look.  "Come
and get me." Fel groaned.  The girl had a point.  There was no way that Fel
would be able to stand up in her current state.

   One of the whore-girls stood up.  She was completely naked and had a
nicely developed body for being about fifteen years old.  She walked over
to Fel who lay on a big dark-red sofa.  The whore was clearly under the
influence of opium herself.  Probably everyone in this room was, bar Azu
who was immune to this stuff.  She looked at Fel seductively and showed off
her shapely ass.  "Do you want to spank me, Fel?" Of course she wanted to.
Fel would've slapped her ass immediately, but she couldn't even raise her
right hand.  The girl continued to wiggle her ass in front of her.  "Shall
I get some other girl to spank me so you can watch it?"

   Fel looked at her in confusion.  She didn't even know what she wanted.
She wanted to defeat the Witch of the Twilights.  She wanted her mother's
sword back.  She wanted to marry Princess Endolefinia.  Fel sighed. 
Probably more than anything else, she wanted to take a bath with her little
sister again...  "Loum..." Fel absentmindedly whispered the beloved name.
When she realized that she was actually close to crying, Fel snapped out of
it and chuckled at her own pathetic state.  She looked at the whore
standing in front of her.  "How about you just spank yourself, huh?" The
girl nodded without hesitation.  "Of course, Fel." The naked girl went on
her knees and started smacking her own butt with her right hand.  She used
considerably force.  Fel admired her determination, but she also wondered
how a person could be so stupid.

   Someone snorted with laughter close to Fel's ear.  It sent chills down
her spine.  The person in question was a young woman with short blond hair.
She claimed to be some famous gambler, but Fel wasn't so sure about that.
For all she knew, this woman came into her room every now and then to fuck
Fel's whores and use Fel's drugs.  Fel would've liked to snap her neck,
but...  she couldn't even scratch her own head right now.  "That dumb
whore's really doing it!  She whacks her own ass!  Bwahahaha!" It hurt in
Fel's ears every time this woman opened her mouth.  And she didn't stop. 
"How about it Fel?  Shall we chew on some of those delicious coca leaves?"
She never asked for drugs just for herself.  That would've been too
obvious. She always asked Fel if she wanted to do some drugs together with
her.  Damn, Fel hated her so much...  But then again, what else was there
to do?  So Fel just nodded and let this gambling bitch shove some leaves
into her mouth.  She had to do nothing more than chewing and sucking the
juices down.  Fel's body was still able to do as much...



   When Fel regained her senses it was a little livelier in her room.  The
blond tomboy was playing some kind of card game with another girl who Fel
had never seen before.  This girl was quite fancily dressed, leading Fel to
believe that she was some aristocrat's daughter who had come here to really
enjoy herself for the first time in her life.  Both players had a whole
mass of silver coins on the table and the money seemed to change hands
quickly.  On the other end of the room, two naked women were sucking each
other off in a genuine sixty-nine position.  Fel had no idea who of them
was a whore and who a customer.  Not that it really mattered in their
inebriate state.

   Fel looked down herself.  The only thing she wore right now were her
panties, but still most of her cock was hanging out.  There was some
dried-up drool on her exposed tits.  How disgraceful...  Fel was thinking
about just closing her eyes again when the girl with the tangerine hair
walked up to her.  Fel liked her.  The girl looked genuinely concerned. 
"Are you alright, Fel?  Do you want something?" Fel thought for a second.
"I'm alright, sweetie.  But I really have to shit."

   The girl scurried.  She wanted to avoid Fel shitting on the floor
because she was the one who would have to clean it up afterwards.  A few
moments later, she returned with a chamber pot.  Fel pulled down her
panties and raised her big ass so that the girl could shove the pot
underneath it.  A second later, Fel's shit splattered into the chamber pot,
making a loud and disgusting noise.  It felt really good.  Fel continued
letting out ghastly farts for a while after having finished shitting. 
Needless to say, the whole room stank like hell after that.  The girl still
stood close to Fel.  "May I...  Can I wipe your ass?" She even had a wet
towel prepared.  Fel grinned.  "Sure, darling."

   While Fel got her ass wiped clean, the pot full of shit continued to
stink up the room to a degree where everyone was close to puking.  The
blond gambler turned around to Fel.  "Jeez, is this really necessary, Fel?
I feel like I have to vomit..." Fel stood up, probably for the first time
in days.  Surprisingly, she felt pretty good on her feet.  "Nah, I can't
have that." She took one of the empty bottles and smashed it against the
wall.  Then she used the broken bottle to swiftly slit the blond woman's
throat.  Completely taken by surprise, the blond pressed her hands against
her bleeding throat.  She made horrible rattling noises, while squirming
around on the floor.  Fel looked down on her.  "What's that?  You wanna
leave?  Well, say so earlier..." Fel picked the woman up and threw her out
of the open window.  After falling seven stories, it was save to say that
she was dead.

   The girl she had played with just looked at Fel in shock.  Fel snorted.
"The money's yours now." The addressed girl started up and nearly fell over
her own feet when she ran out of the room.  Fel heard her shouting: "It's
fine!  I don't need it, it's yours!" Fel didn't really have a use for it.
She looked over to the tangerine-haired girl who was just carrying her shit
away.  "You can have it then." The girl looked at the mass of silver coins.
It was a considerable amount of cash.  Easily enough for her to start a new
life in a different place.  But she still shook her head.  "We're not
allowed to take money from the customers." Fel sighed.  What was wrong with
these people?  She grumbled: "Fine.  Then just leave it there.  We'll find
someone who wants it.  For now, get me dressed.  I need to get out of this
fucking room for a while..."

   The clothes that the girl helped Fel into weren't her own.  It was a
ruby gown with an elaborate black floral pattern on it and wooden sandals.
Fel was just about to leave the room when she realized that she had
forgotten something.  She picked up the leash that was loosely lying on her
room's floor and pulled it, sending Azu flying through the room and
strangling her.  The blue girl let out a cry of pain and surprise, trying
to get on her feet so she wouldn't end up getting dragged across the floor.
The leash was connected to the leather choker around her neck, clearly
showing off to everyone that she was Fel's slave in every sense.

   "Don't think that I'll be going easy on you just because I passed out
for a few days.  We're going for a walk." Azu didn't like the sound of
that. She associated walking with whipping by now.  At least, Fel didn't
have her leather belt with her right now.  They left the room on the
seventh floor of Mergoth Tower for the first time in quite a while.  Fel
kept Azu on a short leash while they walked down the spiral staircase. 
They passed the rooms of other customers.  Some of them had their doors
closed, others had them wide open so that everyone could take a look at
their orgies or maybe even join in on them.

   Only when they reached ground level and stepped outside Mergoth Tower,
Fel realized that it was evening in the world that still existed outside
her candlelit room.  The sun was already setting, but it was pleasantly
warm outside.  There was still lively bustle in the Zilia Ruins.  As they
said these days: "The town of whores may have fallen, but the ruins are
more alive than ever!" All kinds of beings could be seen lingering on the
courtyards between the ruinous ancient buildings.  People of races that had
no chance of setting a foot into a town under High Heaven's rule.  People
of races that the people in the cities only knew out of myths and legends.
Sure, this place was a lot smaller than Nargath, but it had a whole
different appeal.

   There were sellers everywhere, the whole ruins were one big marketplace.
And you could buy everything here, as long as it was decadent.  All kinds
of drinks, delicious food, every drug imaginable and, of course, girls. 
Whether you wanted a cheap whore to fuck for a night or a high-class slave
girl that would stay with you for all her life.  They were standing on
every corner, showing off their goods- pretty faces, boobs, cocks and
asses. Some of them completely naked, others wearing fancy exotic clothing.
If you only had the money, you could ask them for anything.  But the place
was exclusive.  Paying with silver was considered vulgar.  Some of the
whores didn't even look at you if you offered them silver.  They wanted to
see gold, they wanted jewels.  And there were enough people here who had
this kind of extreme wealth.

   Fel didn't have a single coin in her pockets, but she was on good terms
with a daughter of Veldra, the ruler of the Zilia Ruins.  Veldra was
rumored to be over a hundred years old, but Fel wouldn't have been
surprised if she was a lot older than that.  The mighty sorceress had
always used her magical powers as well as her political finesse to keep
this place independent.  A safe haven for people of all shades, as long as
they had money or something to sell.  The only law that applied here was
that of the mysterious sorceress Veldra.  And all she seemed to care about
was freedom, money and unlimited decadence.

   Fel lashed Azu across the back with the leash.  When Azu turned around
to glare at her, Fel grinned.  "I just had an idea.  How about I just leave
you here?  I tell my friends here that they can use you as the cheapest
whore, open for any kind of abuse.  What do you think about it?" Azu
obviously didn't like the idea.  Sure, Fel was treating her horribly. 
Especially since the incident in Nargath, Azu had been beaten mercilessly.
But being raped and abused by strangers on a daily basis sounded even
worse...  "No!  Don't do that!" She shouted out with a cute mixture of
pleading and anger.  "Don't forget that I can be of great use for you!  I
have magical powers, after all!" Fel raised an eyebrow while she lazily
inspected some of the goods, as if she was doubting what Azu said.  "Eh? 
Sure, you can throw ice blasts and shit like that.  But it's not like I
depend on them.  I'm already pretty strong myself, you know?" Azu clenched
her fists.  It was hard to say whether she was angry with Fel, afraid of
being abandoned or just playing along with her teasing.  "You don't even
have a sword right now!  And isn't it more convenient for you if you don't
have to fight yourself?  Hm?"

   The last line stung in Fel's heart.  Sure, it was more convenient, but
was it really a good idea to let other people fight her battles, just
because she was too lazy to do it herself?  Fel had a good idea what her
old master would've said about it if she had asked her.  And it wouldn't
have been nice things.  Fel banished the thought of these unsettling things
by acting as if she was in a good mood.  "Well, it's not like I can't get
some sort of weapon here.  Let's see what's on offer!"

   Fel dragged Azu along to look at a fine selection of daggers, swords and
lances, but she quickly found something that aroused her attention even
more.  "You can really find all kinds of creatures here..." she muttered to
herself.  Fel hadn't noticed Iliv immediately because the half-demon wore a
white cloak that hid everything except for her face.  Iliv, on the other
hand, immediately recognized Fel.  They both looked at each other, Iliv
with discontent and Fel with a grin on her face.  "Hey, Ili-" The smaller
girl immediately interrupted her.  "You can keep it to yourself.  It's not
like we're buddies now or anything." So she said.  But Fel had already
decided that they were and that was that.

   Fel laughed boisterously.  "Ah, you don't have to be shy!  Coming here
to lay some whores?  Well, I guess you could even find imp-girls to fuck
here..." Iliv shouted out in mounting anger.  "No, I'm not!  I'm not like
you who has to stick her cock into everything that's breathing!" Fel didn't
take that as an insult.  Only now she realized that there was a second girl
in a white cape who held onto Iliv's hand, but this one was even smaller
than Azu.  Fel grinned smugly.  "Who's that?  Your little fuck buddy?" Iliv
was close to getting out her crossbow and shooting Fel in broad daylight.
"That's my daughter, you retarded lecher!" Fel's eyes became wide.  "Wha...
Really?  Can I hug her?" Iliv literally screamed at her.  "I'll cut your
hands off if you try!"

   The little girl curiously looked up to Fel and wondered why this woman
made her mother shout so much.  Other than Iliv, her daughter had
milk-white hair, but her eyes were the same dark red.  Fel immediately
doted on her.  She kneeled down to take a good look at the tiny girl's
face. "My, aren't you a cute little thing...  even though you're supposed
to be an ugly imp..." Iliv stomped her foot.  "Hey, asshole!  If you don't
have anything nice to say about my daughter, then keep your mouth shut!"
Fel grinned.  "I'm being nice!  She's easily the prettiest imp I've seen so
far!" Iliv wasn't sure whether this was a genuine compliment or if Fel was
still teasing her.

   Iliv's eyes fell on Azu.  The naked blue girl with the flat chest and
the enormous cock blushed and tried to avert Iliv's gaze.  "Who's the girl
you're walking on the leash?  Something you purchased here?" Azu blushed
even more.  She wanted to shout at this insolent stranger, but she was
afraid of what might've happened to her if she did.  Fel shook her head
while she continued to observe Iliv's daughter.  "Nah, I picked her up a
while ago.  She's like my personal slave, but she's pretty useless.  You
can beat her if you want." Azu stared at the floor with tears in her eyes.
She could've died of humiliation.  Iliv looked at Fel as if she was out of
her mind.  "Why would I want to beat her?" Fel shrugged her shoulders. 
"Dunno.  For stress relief maybe?  You sound like you've really built up
some stress." Iliv gnashed her teeth.  "Yeah, and all of it is due to you!"

   Fel sighed and got back up.  Sadly, the little imp found her to be more
scary than fascinating.  Fel turned to Iliv.  "I guess she's not too fond
of me.  Say, what's her name?" Iliv looked at her with discontent.  "It's
Uel." Fel petted Uel's little head while Iliv watched her like a hawk. 
"Goodbye, Uel.  Next time I see you, I'll bring you a nice present and then
we'll become friends, alright?" Uel was unsure how to react to this strange
announcement and grabbed both hands of her mother, seeking help.  Iliv
sighed and picked up the little girl.  "I liked one thing about what you
said, Fel.  And that was 'goodbye'.  See you.  And let's hope that it'll be
not too soon." With these harsh words, Iliv turned her back on Fel and
walked away.

   Azu was glad that they were leaving.  It was way too embarrassing when
Fel met her friends and they looked at her like a slave.  She took a
cautious look at Fel.  The maniac in the red gown still looked after Iliv
and Uel.  There was something distinctly strange about Fel's behavior
towards children.  She always seemed to find them way more interesting than
adults.  Azu had a vague idea why this might've been the case, but it was
something that she didn't dare to ask Fel about.  She was already receiving
enough beatings as it was.

   After looking after the leaving imps in the white capes for a while, Fel
scratched her butt.  "I think I'm getting ready to leave this place, Azu."
In a way the Zilia Ruins had everything Fel ever needed.  Whores, booze,
drugs, and all if it was delivered to her without Fel having to make any
effort.  But exactly that was the problem.  If you didn't have to fight for
them, the spoils became stale and worthless.  The ruins were a nice place
to take a break from reality for a while and submit oneself to a sensual
frenzy beyond compare.  But outside the ruins, the world kept turning.  A
world that was Fel's to conquer.

   Fel continued wandering around the courtyards for a while with Azu on
the leash.  She didn't have any particular goal, she just wanted to get one
last good impression of the ruins before leaving them.  Many of the people
here were criminals, like Fel.  Making their money with murder, theft, drug
trade and slave traffic, they came here both to enjoy themselves and to
pursue their business.  "Cheap girls to sell!  All ages, all colors, all
proportions!" One could hear the market criers from all directions.  Other
girls were putting themselves for sale.  Some walked around with plates
around their necks that showed their price.  Others casually chatted up
passersby.  "Good evening, mistress!  Interested in a slave with such
fantastic looks as...  me? ...  Too old?  Wait, I'll get my sister, she's
sweet as sugar, I swear..."

   Another class of visitors were rich people who were looking for the
unusual and forbidden kick.  Wealthy merchants, aristocrats and even some
religious dignitaries could be seen.  Many tried their best to stay
unrecognized while they sought their object of desire.  Covered in thick
veils they asked around for Tarubean Heroin, for a life-prolonging elixir,
for a girl that they could gut with their own hands without ever being
prosecuted for murder.  Everything was possible, as long as you were
willing to pay the price.

   There were all kinds of demi-humans, most of them merchants.  This was
one of the few places where they could sell their exotic goods without
being persecuted by High Heavens.  Even really exotic races like Cyclopes
(having only one eye, but three dicks) or the mysterious bird people of
Lan-Lan could be seen here.  Of course, the Divine Syndicate also had to be
present at such a place, but they faced severe restrictions on their
business.  Veldra didn't seem to like them too much.  Any attempt of
religious conversion was punishable by death.  The same was true for
begging.  There was no room for such things in Zilia.

   A group of five naked whores pulled off a show on a small wooden stage.
It was a horribly bizarre thing.  All of them seemed to be have been
drugged heavily to make them completely indifferent.  The five naked women
stood in line.  It started off by the first one pissing and then shitting
into the mouth of the second.  The whore swallowed all of it without
hesitation.  Then the second turned to the third.  She puked all of the
excretions she had just swallowed into the next whore's mouth.  Afterwards,
she pissed and shat herself into her mouth.  Again, everything was
swallowed without any sign of resistance.  Most of the audience that had
gathered around the stage was leaving by now with horrified looks on their
faces, many of them close to puking themselves.  The show continued with
the third turning to the fourth and again puking, pissing and shitting into
her mouth, and so on.  Even the stench this performance created was bad
enough to make one feel sick.  Fel didn't mind it, but she also didn't
particularly enjoy it.  What spoiled the fun for her was the fact that
those whores' minds were already dead.  No struggle, no fear, no
resistance. In one word, boring.

   She continued walking around with Azu until night fell.  Of course, this
was by no means the end of the bustle in the Zilia Ruins.  All of the big
places were lamplit and still very crowded.  There probably also was a lot
of business going on in the darker places.  Fel looked around.  "Maybe I
should buy a good whip to beat you with, Azu.  My belt is getting worn
out..." Azu winced.  She didn't like the sound of that at all.  Fel went to
see a merchant who sold all kinds of whips and more terrifying instruments
of torture.  She explained several times that she was looking for a good
whip to beat the little blue girl on the leash.  Azu just wanted to die...



   It was already in the middle of the night when Fel returned to Mergoth
Tower.  There weren't a lot of things she had to pack, but she actually
thought about taking the tangerine-haired girl with her.  She seemed to do
a good job of keeping things clean around Fel.  While she went up the
spiral staircase, Fel heard music from upstairs.  She was surprised to see
that it actually came out of her own room.

   There was quite a number of people in Fel's room, including Veldra's
daughter Mistel, the one who had provided Fel this room.  She was a
charming young woman who wore glasses and a fancy silver wizard's robe. 
Her long blue hair was knotted in countless ways.  It probably took a
number of servants to do her hair every day.  She wasn't exactly Fel's kind
of woman, but she definitely had charisma.  Mistel had brought two
musicians with her who were playing a strange, but entrancing song on a
lute and a xylophone.

   When Mistel looked at her, Fel quickly realized that she was already
high.  Mistel nonchalantly held a glass of wine in her right hand.  "Hello
there, Fel.  We hardly got to see each other yet.  Are you enjoying your
stay?" Fel smiled and nodded.  "Sure am.  Actually, I was..." But Mistel
wasn't really listening or interested in Fel's answer.  "I actually brought
something for you, Fel.  Remember when you said that there were no decent
little girls with big tits?" Fel didn't remember saying such a thing to
Mistel, but it definitely sounded like something that could come out of her
mouth when she was drunk.  Mistel emptied her glass, then she proudly
presented: "These are the Eiwen-twins!  Have all the fun you want with
them!"
It were two pretty girls with light blond hair.  Both naked, of course
and about twelve years of age.  But their tits were simply unbelievable. 
They weren't a lot smaller than Fel's.  What kinds of drugs had been used
on them to make them grow such monstrous racks was beyond Fel's imagination
and she didn't really care.  She already felt her panties becoming way too

tight at the sight of these two cuties...

   Mistel grinned.  "I also brought a few bottles of the wine we talked
about.  The one that induces wild erotic dreams for hours.  Or even days,
if you just drink enough..." One of her servants was already pouring Fel a
glass.  Well.  By the looks of it, Fel would be staying in the Zilia Ruins
for a little longer.