Yuuko, I am home! Where is my gorgeous and bewitching bride? Ah, there she is!
[After a long day of striking fear into the hearts of mortals, mass genocide or whatever other villainy he gets up to on a daily basis, Aku is just happy to curl up around his beautiful baby mama and rest a hand upon her splendidly round belly.]
And how are Daddy's little seedlings?
[Because knowing Aku, there's probably more than one in there...]
[Where is Yuuko? She's lounging in her usual place on the couch. Life is boring when you can't drink and smoke heavily at all times of the day. You never realize you're an addict until it's gone for several long agonizing months. Once the babies are out of her she's downing a bottle of sake.
On the positive when Aku is around it's easy to forget all her usual addictions. He's fun. She had some doubts at first. Letting demon babies nest in her was probably the opposite of what Clow had in mind when he zipped away and left her waiting for the promised day but eh. This isn't one of those choices she makes where she regrets anything. She'd never get to experience this under normal circumstances anyway. Aku has given her something she wasn't ever going to have under normal circumstances.]
She's good all things considering. [Fat. There's some mood swings. Kind of always hungry. Missing liquor so bad. But as far as the little one's go.] They're moving and causing all kinds of ruckus in there. [He should be able to feel some movement. They never settle down. She doesn't know their shape or how many will be in there but they're pretty rowdy. There's certainly more than one. She can promise him that.
Yuuko manages to sit up so there's room for him to be beside her. And would you look at that, she's still dressed nicely despite it being hard to do much of anything. Most of her outfits fit the formerly slender witch but she can still work with all her kimonos. She likes the look, honestly. With the swollen belly and breasts that are just barely fitting into the fabric now that they're getting ready for a baby. She hasn't done anything with her hair today, allowing it to stay down and pool around her.]
Not too much longer now. [She can't imagine getting any rounder but it's going to happen.] And how is this home's favorite Yokai?
[Indeed, Aku can feel some little thumps and kicks against his sprawling hand as if they know their daddy is near. No doubt they can recognize the rumbling roughness of his voice and quite possibly his commanding presence (one could hope, at least.) Either way, their lively response earns them a proud grin and another rub to their temporary 'residence'.
He, too, enjoys Yuuko's current look. And what better way to show that she is all his, inside and out, than the soon-to-be-bursting-with-his-half-demon-spawn look? He's settled in close to her now, any closer and she would be in his lap. One hand strokes her belly, but the other can't resist slipping a little higher into the front of her kimono where the fabric struggles to keep her breasts contained. He's gentle when he cups her and gives her a squeeze. Yes, all his.]
He is well, of course. He has everything he wants... [Almost. His lips suggest there's something more he might want as he presses them to her neck in a soft but enduring kiss.]
[She hums at his response, glad to know that he is well and whatever he's doing out there is going as intended. But of course the rest of him speaks a different story. The way he cups her breast is telling enough. Now, he could just be checking to see how much bigger they've gotten, make sure they're rounding out like her stomach is but... she knows better. And if she was in any way doubtful the lips against her skin make it crystal clear that he has a desire for something else.
And that's something that she can easily rectify. You'd think being this pregnant would kill any drive but not at all. In fact she's always in the mood. There's a constant and shameless ache of need and it rarely feels satisfied. One of the best parts of him returning here is that there's a highly good chance she's going to get ravished.]
I wonder... [She likes playing coy but she isn't feeling very subtle this evening.] I'm sure I could think of something else you want.
[This kimono is barely holding her breasts in and the very thought of sex has made her nipples hard. With them being as sensitive as they are during the pregnancy it's a favor more to herself than anything else to release them from the silk bonds. It doesn't take much. Just pulling at the chest of the fabric has them spilling out, the cool air of the room making her nipples impossibly harder. Yes... that's much better~]
You would not be wrong to wonder. [He speaks against her neck between kisses.] Yes, there is something more I desire. [Kiss.] Something only my sweet Yuuko can give me. [Kiss, kiss, kiss. He's becoming more aggressive with his affection — gently aggressive, but definitely pressing himself into her with a bit more force. She's so enchanting and wonderfully plump, how could he not want to lay claim to her at every opportunity?
Aku felt the heat of arousal stirring all throughout his otherworldly being, doubly so when Yuuko's breasts spill out of her kimono, hardened nipples on display and rosy pink against her porcelain skin. He's quick to take full advantage of this, palming one breast in his inhumanly large and clawed hand, taking time to tease a thumb across her nipple before moving onto the next. He can hardly wait to get them in his mouth, but his mouth is busy with other things at the moment. His lips continue to move along her slender neck until his teeth dig lightly into her skin. And though the curve of his fangs might make them look less dangerous, it doesn't prevent their pointed tips from leaving little marks upon her soft flesh.
First the sight of her and now the scent and taste of her are a pleasure to his senses. Not to mention the handful of boob he's squeezing. It won't be long now before he must seize her and carry her off to bed.]
[See, she knew it. Not that it was a hard thing to know by any means. And even if that wasn't the case she's a demanding witch. She'd have gotten her way eventually. This just saves time~
Yuuko let's out a soft little sigh of pleasure as those large claws are on her exposed breasts in an instant. Even with as swollen as they are at this point Aku's claws are larger and they're nothing but handfuls to him. It's a delightful situation she finds herself in. He can squeeze and tease, never ceasing contact with her hardened nipples and each brush against the sensitive nerves has her shivering in delight already. She needs this bad because, you know, of the hormones but also because bedding Aku is incredibly enjoyable.
She tilts her chin up just a bit so he get at the skin there with little difficulty. The sharp fangs that press into her only add to the sensation of the moment.]
You can't hide anything from me~ And it's all rather fortunate because there's something only you can give me in return.
[And there's no such thing as coincidence only blah blah blah. She's too pregnant to be that witchy and witty. Lazily she reaches up to thread her fingers through fiery red hair that keeps brushing against her shoulder.]
You know, I've been quite insatiable as of late... I hope you can manage~
[Is that a challenge he detects? Because if it is... He is absolutely up to it.]
Ohhh? Do you dare provocate the Almighty Aku?
[Normally such words would make the bravest of men tremble in fear before him, for those who heard them knew it spelled punishment in the Pit of Hate, possibly eternal. But here Aku speaks only with playful fondness. There's also the fact that he can't sound nearly as powerful as he usually might with those fingers threading through his goatee like that. Though the hairs are softer than the softest sherpa wool, Aku is highly particular about who he allows to touch them. But in the unique instance he deems someone worthy enough to stroke his whiskers, the feeling is most divine. Of course, it feels divine when she strokes any part of him.
He lifts his hand from her stomach and clasps her face delicately between his claws, then presses a hungry kiss to her mouth. It excites him all the more to know that she shares his insatiable lust and a happy growl escapes him through the kiss. Soon, Aku can't take it anymore and pulls away suddenly from her lips.]
No more nonsense. We must get to the bedroom where I shall ravish you properly!
[Already he's slipping his arms beneath her, gathering her against his chest before he scoops her up easily. For a being that spent much of its existence floating around in space for billions of years with no concept of time, Aku is incredibly impatient. At least he's mindful enough not to pull her hair by accident (pulling it deliberately is another story and definitely a thing that happens sometimes.) After abducting her to the bedroom, he rests her gingerly on the bed and begins the process of disrobing her. If she isn't quick about helping him with this, the front of her beautiful kimono will be shredded like paper in Aku's quest to reveal more skin.]
Oh! Always~ [Yuuko, teasing? How shocking! But truthfully, she's never been afraid of this beast. She's quite powerful herself, after all. A witch of Space and Time where entities of all sorts come to her for help and wishes. Now, this is a rather unusual request she has in her belly but seeing how granting this wish granted one of the rare few ones she has it seemed worth it. And it absolutely has been.
For a big scary demon Aku is a great deal of fun and she enjoys him immensely. Not just because of all the sex though that is definitely very good too. And speaking of good the way he kisses her is most enjoyable and better yet her she can taste the impatience of it on his lips. Which is excellent because she's just as eager to move things along. Thankfully he never keeps her waiting for too long. All her needs are happily met in good time. He knows how to keep this particular witch quite happy.
There's a little quip about how haste makes waste but that seems counterproductive to her own needs so she simply hums with delight as they move this to a better place than that tiny little couch. She already knows how he is though and allowing him to destroy the few outfits can still fit into would be a crime for a lot of reasons. She's going to end up with nothing to wear. Although... maybe that's his plan. Having her naked at all times. She wouldn't put it past him. She'd be tempted to allow it but pregnant or not she still has a job and wishes to grant.
So before Aku can get his overeager claws all over her nice things she's removed them. It's easy to slip out of in a matter of seconds at this point. (She was barely in it to begin with.) Now he can busy himself with putting his claws on her other nice things. That being the rest of her~ She stretches back on the bed allowing her arms to rest by her head and her legs to be parted, just enough to tease.]
This is much better...
[Laid out like this and lacking the folds of fabric her belly looks all the rounder and more noticeable on her once slender frame. She looks full and there's still a number of weeks left in the pregnancy. That belly is going to get bigger as his little spawn grow more and more. Her breasts are no exception to that either as they continue to get rounder and more full for the babies to come. She's not certain if she can actually nerse them when they come out... regardless she particularly likes how large they've gotten and how sensitive they are too. She's tempted to roll a nipple in between her fingers to help get things moving but she'll leave it to Aku to decide how things should go and what he'd like to do. He's the big ruler out there in the world and in here too... when she allows it. After the babies come she'll be able to move around much more freely again and then she'll show him who is the actual boss of this little establishment is~]
[It is much better, yes. Every time Aku sees Yuuko, she's bigger than the time he saw her last and he must take a moment to marvel at the sight of her. It delights him every time to see that she's grown so large and of course he has to place his hands on either side of her stomach and make a Big Deal out of what he sees (and maybe tease her just a little, too.)]
My sweet Yuuko, you are ENORMOUS! [He's wearing a grin that's so big it shows all his teeth, even the ones beyond his fangs.] Any bigger and you might burst, HA HA HA HA! [When he's done crowing, he leans over her and kisses her belly all over. He knows she's waiting to be pleasured and he wants the same but this is something he must do because who knows when or if he'd ever see her like this again? After planting one last kiss on her poor strained navel, he presses his cheek to her belly and grins at her with a mischievous glint in his coal black eyes. And the flames dancing above his eyes really bring out that glint.]
But please do not burst yet, Yuuko. I enjoy seeing you like this — impossibly round with my progeny and hardly able to move. Yes, I like it. [There's a devilish crinkle in his eyes like he knows there's something she'd like to do about this but can't. Naturally, Aku likes to think of himself the dominant one, the master of earth and the bedroom. But the truth is she would have him begging on his knees in minutes if she withheld from him.
The teasing mercifully is short-lived. Even Aku knows she deserves to be rewarded everyday for the task she's taken on for him. He knows she wants her nipples sucked and he's more than happy to dive right in, practically literally. He lavishes attention all over her full breasts, kissing his way out from between them to focus on a sensitive nipple. He's very mindful of his fangs as he sucks and tongues that delicate flesh. His hand carefully works her other breast, slowly palming and kneading it.]
[Sure sure... he can laugh it up for now. She's certainly can't do anything about it and she's smart enough to not offer a quip back. He might be mean and tease her even worse, like... making her wait even more! That would be completely unbearable. So she'll let him joke, everything comes back around... eventually.]
Don't worry... You have a few more weeks to enjoy this. So take advantage of it while you can~
[And he better! It means more incredible sex which is exactly what she needs at, what feels like, all times. There are few of her pleasures she can have these days... she'd almost blame it entirely on the pregnancy but perhaps Aku has something to do with it as well. He probably most definitely does, be it from actual heavy handiness to just the fact that she has his spawn growing inside her. Regardless, she's not about to complain. This is the best she's felt in a long time, and that's with a full tummy of yokai or... whatever they're going to become.
And why utter a grievance when he's giving her what she's been craving since their last intense session. It starts with another breathy little sigh pleased with the contact but once he connects with her hardened nipple it's impossible to keep the usual coy and silent bedroom facade. The witch couldn't begin to explain how much more sensitive her nipples were now compared to before. It's a completely different experience and, honestly, she hopes it stays even after the children come out. It feels like sometimes she might even be able to have an orgasm from this alone.
Now, Yuuko doesn't have the ability to move too much anymore. She can writhe a bit on the sheets but there's no arching off the bed with this big belly and him pressing into her large breasts so she's much more vocal now. She offers what she can while her body quivers and shakes at his ministrations. Her moans are whispered little half sentences and incomplete words offering advice that Aku is sure to already know. Like that. So good. The usual whimpered encouragements as she rubs her thighs eagerly together trying to get some added friction between her legs.]
[And take advantage of it he will, at every opportunity he can. He's very tempted to take a temporary 'leave of absence' from the world-dominating villain life to spend his time with her and to be sure he doesn't miss the birth of his hellspawn who are bound to be a handful when they eventually come out. And who better deserves his time? She's been so nice to him — so very, very nice to him — and though Aku is reluctant to admit he's capable of loving someone (even when it's painfully obvious), he'll do all he can to take care of her. Even if it means moving her whole establishment into his Den of Sin for a time. Oh yes he can do that and don't you dare think he can't!
He'll think about those things later though. Right now he's focused on listening to her sounds of pleasure as he sucks that nipple and laves it over and over again with his tongue. He can feel every little quiver run through her body and he wonders if he can get her to orgasm just from playing with her breasts. Being the curious type, Aku is tempted to find out.
After another minute or two, he moves onto the other nipple, kissing and teasing and sucking it just like he had the first. His hand rubs over her belly while he does so until it rests on the slope below her navel. He can feel her squirming and so the hand descends a little lower, teasing closer and closer to her clit while he buries the tip of his tongue against her nipple. He doesn't dare use his claws for this but he does provide the shaft of a finger to give her something solid to squirm against and to apply some much needed pressure to her clit.]
[Should there be any doubt that he could do such a thing, not that Yuuko does doubts, she does grant wishes. So long as proper payment is given. Their combined powers make a great and wonderous amount of things happen. And since Aku can always pay the price, even the absurdly high ones, who knows what they may accomplish should their fun arrangement keep going.
A fun thought for another time~ And it's certainly not a topic for right now. The only think Yuuko cares about in this moment is edging closer to the first orgasm of the evening. One of what she imagines will be many. Aku is wonderfully good at satisfying her endlessly. She can feel him edging closer to what she desperately needs and all her wanton squirming doesn't make him move any faster but they eventually get there. The moment he gets close enough for her to rock against she does it and this is exactly what she's needed.
Yuuko's slit is already soaking wet and the juices she's producing help a smooth movement against his finger. He probably could have gotten her off with just her nipples alone but that can be an experiment for another day when she has more patience and control. Today is not that day and she rocks against him earnestly and it only takes seconds before she's hit the point she's been working too. It's just a small orgasm but it's satisfying for the moment. She only inhales sharply at the satisfying release and it'll be the faint ripples that course through her body that offer any noticeable hints that she came and all. Well. That and the small puddle she's already created on the sheets. Since becoming so pregnant she squirts nearly every time now. The harder the orgasm the harder she releases her juices.
That was exactly what she needed, it's enough to tide her over till her next ograsm which may come sooner than expected if she keeps grinding on his finger, but why would she stop? But the motto of this witch is that for everything given something must be returned, the rules that bind her and all that. Now, she's not very mobile but at this point he knows that if he wants her to do something, she'll be more than happy to oblige~]
It was a peaceful evening at the shop of wishes... until the front door swung open as if blown by a strong gust of wind. Outside peering in was a great flaming eyeball whose dark pupil shifted here and there. The owner of said eyeball realized quickly that he would have to make some adjustments if he were ever to fit inside this establishment. The eyeball vanished in a plume of black smoke and in crept a dark shadowy mass which quickly rose to the height of the room.
After resizing and reshaping himself, Aku stood tall and imposing in the foyer of the traditional-style house. His branchy horns nearly touched the ceiling as he stared down the hallway. There, he spotted two child-like faces peeking out at him from around a corner, too timid to approach. Aku narrowed his bulbous eyes and pointed an outstretched claw at the girls.
"YOU THERE," he demanded. "Are you the owners of this establishment? Step forth!"
The two dolls infused with artificial life do not have a lot to fear in this world or many others. After all... why should they? They were created by the most powerful witch and wizard that many worlds have ever seen or known. And those with the intent to do harm are not actually allowed inside the shop. In fact... someone like Aku would normally not be able to step foot inside. The fact that he is does raise questions and their timidness at the sight of such a fiend is reasonable. But all things in this shop are done with a purpose. And realistically perhaps worse things than Aku have been let inside. Desperate vampire hunters and their ilk.
Still, the dolls don't make any sign that they are going to answer. Instead darting further into the shop. Yuuko said she was expecting someone so if they head to where she is surely all will be well. And all will be.
Yuuko sits perched in her chair like a queen in a throne. She normally dresses or at least puts on the airs of a respectable business woman for the everyday mortal that steps inside but there seems little need to do so with this particular visitor. She puffs on her pipe, blowing smoke rings into the air. The door being thrown open did not go unnoticed. Nor did the loud demanding shouts of someone looking for the owner of this house of wishes. Rude customers... she never cares for those but then who does really...
Yuuko blows out another ring watching it mix into the heavy air as the two dolls skitter in and away from their loud guest. He'll undoubtedly follow so she's fine where she is. And when he gets closer...
"You're looking for the proprietor of this establishment?"
Her hair isn't done up and sits pooled around her. Even the garments she dons are rather plain and simple, at least by Yuuko's standards. It's a dark dress with intricately woven flames in fine embroidery with pretty matching accessories. Simple. The hour is late after all and the late hour normally means drinking which cannot commence until this situation is taken care of.
Indeed, he follows after the dolls until he reaches the room where the witch is perched regally in her chair surrounded by swirls of smoke. The moment he sees her, Aku knows this is whom he seeks. There's something unmistakably majestic about her despite her human appearance. As a magical and powerful being himself, he can easily sense such qualities in her presence. At the very least, he would show her more respect than he would the average mortal. The yokai bows his horned head beneath the doorway as he enters, then straightens once again to full height, claws clasped behind his back and looking darkly regal in his own right.
"Yes," comes his terse reply. "And I see that I have found her." He's no longer shouting but his voice retains its loud and forceful quality. The source of that mighty rasp is a broad chest, though the rest of him is markedly slender like a tall column of darkness. It lends the appearance of a long robe which flares into a tentacle-like mass that spreads along the floor and blocks the doorway. Aku eyes the witch dubiously as if making a silent assessment. Had she known he was coming or was it by simple coincidence that she'd chosen to wear flames? No matter. There was business to attend to.
"I am Aku, Master of Darkness, Shogun of Sorrow, Almighty Ruler of my dimension's Earth," he introduces himself like the large ham that he is. "However, a great misfortune has befallen me. That is why I have come in search of one who can help me lift this curse. Is it true that you are able to grant any wish that is asked of you?"
"You have." She confirms, blowing another waft of smoke to add to the rest. "I am Yuuko the Witch of Wishes. But I have many titles. Whichever you prefer to use would be just fine. There is little need to inform you of just who I am, especially when you have a decent idea of that already."
She sets the pipe down on a small table beside the chair and brushes some of her dark hair behind her ear.
"What you have heard is true. I can grant any wish. So long as the payment is equal to the request, of course." Nothing is free and everything must be in balance. Such is the way of the world and specifically her magic. Powerful she may be but the chains she wears are heavy. That goes not just for magic but all aspects of her life. Everything is bound by a scale that must forever be level.
"But tell me of this wish of yours for surely a deal, of some sort, can be struck."
"Payment, you say..." Was he not special or terrifying enough to get it for free? Normally Aku could always get away with making false deals, never fulfilling his end of the obligation. But with magic involved, payment would be trickier to dodge. Maybe even impossible.
"Very well," he agrees after a brief rumble of annoyance. "But first, there is a matter I would like to address beforehand. You see, I am plagued by a mortal foe whose existence is unfortunately persistent and increasingly vexatious. How much would it take to obliterate him for good? Can it be done? Give me your honest answer."
Truthfully, the samurai is only part of the reason for why he's here. But being who he is and how tired he's become of his old foe, he's obligated to make killing Jack number one in his list of priorities. That and it's the least uncomfortably personal of his concerns.
"Yes. Payment." She confirms, unperturbed by his grumbles and grief. No one is above the rules. Not even Aku. Though there are many that think they are. Beings far lesser than this yokai even.
Oh.. but that question. It's expected and it's been wished for many times with no one actually able to pay for such a thing. The cost of taking another life is nothing so simple. Nothing cheap, surely not.
She parts her lips for a moment, taking pause, before deciding to go a different path with this particular inquiry. "I will answer you... but first I would like you to tell me what you think the value of a life is worth? One mortal life. Of the billions of humans that dwell in this world alone what does the price of one life, extinguished forevermore, cost? I'm curious as to what you're value of such things would be..."
"Pah!" he scoffs. "My sentience may span but four centuries but I have existed since the dawn of this universe. I have seen the rise and fall of entire galaxies. To one such as I, human life is short and fleeting. They are born, they die, and new ones arise in their place. I see no reason why a single mortal life should be worth little more than a leaf on a tree." What more could be said of mortals? They live briefly and then they die. Well, most of them—the ones who actually do it right. Then there were those like Samurai Jack who failed to accomplish even the simplest thing and that is where the problem lies.
"However. This particular human refuses to wither and die no matter how many times I have tried to destroy him. The fool even refuses to age as humans naturally should. Though I suppose this may have something to do with my casting him into the future and displacing him from his original timeline... Nevertheless! His death is much more valuable to me than his pathetic mortal life."
Still, there's the matter of payment. What was it the witch could want? Why couldn't she just tell him rather than ask pointless questions? Was she trying to suggest to him that one mortal life was worth another life? Aku furrowed his fiery brow as he tried to figure her out, then gave his beard a thoughtful stroke.
"In exchange for your service, I will give you... one of my top 10 slave chefs to serve you whatever your heart desires for the rest of his mortal life." Surely this would suffice. Who would turn down a lifetime of delicious food? "Now then. Back to the matter at hand. How will you bring about the Samurai's untimely demise? I was thinking death-by-lightning-strike should cut it. Or perhaps a misstep at the top of a long flight of stairs. Hit by a car? Chicken pox? Bitten by a mosquito carrying the Malaria virus?" All cheaply mundane yet very valid methods of death and there's plenty more suggestions where that came from!
"How will I bring about the samurai's demise?" She questions before shaking her head. "I will not be. One human life is not worth what you just offered me. This human mortal may be one of many but it is still a life. A life you are deeply entwined with. A life with threads connecting over time now. Do you really think a mortal life is worth what you offered me? And the cost of taking a life, any life, is heavy, heavy enough to crush a person. Meaning that the only proper payment for taking this life is to offer your own in return. Two souls so deeply bound... so vexed at one another's existence. This life that you've come to me to stamp out. Surely this life means more to you than one slave." One of the top ten at that. "No other payment will do than your own life in payment for his."
His offer is hardly balanced. How insulting to this human samurai who has run this yokai in circles for who knows how long.
"You mentioned that humans are nothing more than leaves on a tree. But even leaves serve a purpose. They collect sunlight and convert it into food so that the plant can continue to live. A tree without leaves is one that will surely die. And without a doubt humans are flawed. But then... we all are. Their lives are short so they cherish more. Love harder. Fight more valently. And maybe they will bring about the end of the world. But they will also fight their hardest, harder than I ever could, to prevent it."
She offers the yokai a very small smile. "Every tree needs leaves. One or hundreds. They all serve a purpose. They are not so worthless, I promise you."
As he listens, Aku's face cycles through a range of emotions starting with indignant wide-eyed shock. He raises a clawed finger and his jaws part as if to dispute her claims but no sound comes forth. Finally, he clenches his teeth together along with both fists, eyebrows flickering wildly, until—
"BLARGH!" he utters explosively. As appalling as it all sounds, as much as he wants to disagree, he can't say that his and the Samurai's lives are not intricately intertwined. But this doesn't stop him from fuming openly and with incomprehensible growling sounds. How dare someone point out how the Samurai's life is so important to him! How dare it be suggested that he must give up his own precious existence to erase his foolish mortal foe! How dare...
After his emotional outburst, his growling thankfully dies down to a raspy grumble. To his side he raises a hand and curls his claws in a beckoning motion. A chair, as if of its own accord, drags itself swiftly across the floor to him and the yokai seats himself across from Yuuko. His claws grip the armrests like the talons of a falcon as he shifts about uncomfortably for a moment, then slumps. This time when he speaks, his voice is softer, almost subdued as if he's finally accepted the futility of his situation.
"...I see that my efforts are in vain. The Samurai shall forever be a righteous thorn in my side." His mighty frown hangs like a wet noodle from his face. Ugh, what has his life come to? At least, for once, he was airing his thoughts to someone other than himself, even if she could not help him in any other way.
"Thoughts of him plague my mind night and day. Things I once enjoyed are no longer enjoyable and my days are filled with consternation. It sickens me to realize that my glorious existence has been reduced to these constant worries." Here, a bit of conviction creeps back into his tone. He's not ready to give in and be conquered by his fears just yet. Or ever! "I seek to place my efforts toward something greater, a distraction worthy of my time. Something that will provide me with unending companionship, loyalty and adoration. Or perhaps someone."
Alright. She lowers her head just a bit to hide a faint smile. That's not professional but it's still very funny. Such a strange tantrum. But at least he's not arguing with her or complaining or making even more wild demands. She appreciates that... Even mortal customers can get rather rude and near violent when they can't get their way.
As he sits before her she straightens up, being the attentive professional that she likes to appear as. To see someone like him so crestfallen is quite a sight. He, like her, must be quite lonely. Beings like them are fated to be that way. The long endless years make companionship of most kinds near impossible.
"It is not unwise to focus your attentions elsewhere. Crafting a legacy of a different kind is advisable. If you keep meddling in the affairs of this samurai you are only going to knot yourself tighter and tighter with the strings of fate and find yourself in an inescapable circumstance." She leans back in her chair picking up her pipe once more to craft more swirling smoke in the air. "It sounds like you're looking for a companion. Someone to rule at your side. Or perhaps just be an adorer at your side... It probably won't be hard to manipulate something like that to your whim. Finding the genuine emotion however... that will be much harder."
"Yes, I know," he says slumping deeper into his bladed shoulders. Even his horns give the appearance of drooping.
In all those eons he spent alone in the depths of space, Aku had never once felt a need for companionship. But now that he's been granted the gift (and curse) of sentience by human hands, there's a desire for something more than watching the masses cower before him. A desire for genuine respect and adoration. He had failed miserably in his attempts to endear himself to the younger generations of mortals — it was Jack they adored and lauded as their hero, not him. But perhaps if that younger generation was his own offspring... it would have no choice but to love him.
"A progeny of my own would be ideal," Aku continues without making eye contact. This is pretty personal stuff after all and he's not especially proud to admit he has such feelings. "But alas, my team of scientists have been unsuccessful in their efforts to splice my essence with that of any mortal creature. I am a being of darkness, destruction and discord. Perhaps it's no surprise that life does not spring from my essence."
"A mortal, in theory, would do the trick if they were of great potential be it magical or devine.... perhaps even darkness themselves. Even an immortal lifespan would have to be potent in such things for any sort of growth to take place. But realistically... creating life, at the end of the day, is not so difficult."
Most creatures create. There are few in this world that cannot. And some simply will never have the opportunity.
She thinks on all of this for a few moments pondering just what can be done and at what price. Life is an easier thing to pay for. Death is the one with all the hiccups and taboo restrictions. "Is this your new wish then? If you cannot wish for a life to be taken will you wish for new ones in return? Is that the real reason that you have come?"
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[After a long day of striking fear into the hearts of mortals, mass genocide or whatever other villainy he gets up to on a daily basis, Aku is just happy to curl up around his beautiful baby mama and rest a hand upon her splendidly round belly.]
And how are Daddy's little seedlings?
[Because knowing Aku, there's probably more than one in there...]
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On the positive when Aku is around it's easy to forget all her usual addictions. He's fun. She had some doubts at first. Letting demon babies nest in her was probably the opposite of what Clow had in mind when he zipped away and left her waiting for the promised day but eh. This isn't one of those choices she makes where she regrets anything. She'd never get to experience this under normal circumstances anyway. Aku has given her something she wasn't ever going to have under normal circumstances.]
She's good all things considering. [Fat. There's some mood swings. Kind of always hungry. Missing liquor so bad. But as far as the little one's go.] They're moving and causing all kinds of ruckus in there. [He should be able to feel some movement. They never settle down. She doesn't know their shape or how many will be in there but they're pretty rowdy. There's certainly more than one. She can promise him that.
Yuuko manages to sit up so there's room for him to be beside her. And would you look at that, she's still dressed nicely despite it being hard to do much of anything. Most of her outfits fit the formerly slender witch but she can still work with all her kimonos. She likes the look, honestly. With the swollen belly and breasts that are just barely fitting into the fabric now that they're getting ready for a baby. She hasn't done anything with her hair today, allowing it to stay down and pool around her.]
Not too much longer now. [She can't imagine getting any rounder but it's going to happen.] And how is this home's favorite Yokai?
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He, too, enjoys Yuuko's current look. And what better way to show that she is all his, inside and out, than the soon-to-be-bursting-with-his-half-demon-spawn look? He's settled in close to her now, any closer and she would be in his lap. One hand strokes her belly, but the other can't resist slipping a little higher into the front of her kimono where the fabric struggles to keep her breasts contained. He's gentle when he cups her and gives her a squeeze. Yes, all his.]
He is well, of course. He has everything he wants... [Almost. His lips suggest there's something more he might want as he presses them to her neck in a soft but enduring kiss.]
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And that's something that she can easily rectify. You'd think being this pregnant would kill any drive but not at all. In fact she's always in the mood. There's a constant and shameless ache of need and it rarely feels satisfied. One of the best parts of him returning here is that there's a highly good chance she's going to get ravished.]
I wonder... [She likes playing coy but she isn't feeling very subtle this evening.] I'm sure I could think of something else you want.
[This kimono is barely holding her breasts in and the very thought of sex has made her nipples hard. With them being as sensitive as they are during the pregnancy it's a favor more to herself than anything else to release them from the silk bonds. It doesn't take much. Just pulling at the chest of the fabric has them spilling out, the cool air of the room making her nipples impossibly harder. Yes... that's much better~]
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Aku felt the heat of arousal stirring all throughout his otherworldly being, doubly so when Yuuko's breasts spill out of her kimono, hardened nipples on display and rosy pink against her porcelain skin. He's quick to take full advantage of this, palming one breast in his inhumanly large and clawed hand, taking time to tease a thumb across her nipple before moving onto the next. He can hardly wait to get them in his mouth, but his mouth is busy with other things at the moment. His lips continue to move along her slender neck until his teeth dig lightly into her skin. And though the curve of his fangs might make them look less dangerous, it doesn't prevent their pointed tips from leaving little marks upon her soft flesh.
First the sight of her and now the scent and taste of her are a pleasure to his senses. Not to mention the handful of boob he's squeezing. It won't be long now before he must seize her and carry her off to bed.]
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Yuuko let's out a soft little sigh of pleasure as those large claws are on her exposed breasts in an instant. Even with as swollen as they are at this point Aku's claws are larger and they're nothing but handfuls to him. It's a delightful situation she finds herself in. He can squeeze and tease, never ceasing contact with her hardened nipples and each brush against the sensitive nerves has her shivering in delight already. She needs this bad because, you know, of the hormones but also because bedding Aku is incredibly enjoyable.
She tilts her chin up just a bit so he get at the skin there with little difficulty. The sharp fangs that press into her only add to the sensation of the moment.]
You can't hide anything from me~ And it's all rather fortunate because there's something only you can give me in return.
[And there's no such thing as coincidence only blah blah blah. She's too pregnant to be that witchy and witty. Lazily she reaches up to thread her fingers through fiery red hair that keeps brushing against her shoulder.]
You know, I've been quite insatiable as of late... I hope you can manage~
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Ohhh? Do you dare provocate the Almighty Aku?
[Normally such words would make the bravest of men tremble in fear before him, for those who heard them knew it spelled punishment in the Pit of Hate, possibly eternal. But here Aku speaks only with playful fondness. There's also the fact that he can't sound nearly as powerful as he usually might with those fingers threading through his goatee like that. Though the hairs are softer than the softest sherpa wool, Aku is highly particular about who he allows to touch them. But in the unique instance he deems someone worthy enough to stroke his whiskers, the feeling is most divine. Of course, it feels divine when she strokes any part of him.
He lifts his hand from her stomach and clasps her face delicately between his claws, then presses a hungry kiss to her mouth. It excites him all the more to know that she shares his insatiable lust and a happy growl escapes him through the kiss. Soon, Aku can't take it anymore and pulls away suddenly from her lips.]
No more nonsense. We must get to the bedroom where I shall ravish you properly!
[Already he's slipping his arms beneath her, gathering her against his chest before he scoops her up easily. For a being that spent much of its existence floating around in space for billions of years with no concept of time, Aku is incredibly impatient. At least he's mindful enough not to pull her hair by accident (pulling it deliberately is another story and definitely a thing that happens sometimes.) After abducting her to the bedroom, he rests her gingerly on the bed and begins the process of disrobing her. If she isn't quick about helping him with this, the front of her beautiful kimono will be shredded like paper in Aku's quest to reveal more skin.]
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Oh! Always~ [Yuuko, teasing? How shocking! But truthfully, she's never been afraid of this beast. She's quite powerful herself, after all. A witch of Space and Time where entities of all sorts come to her for help and wishes. Now, this is a rather unusual request she has in her belly but seeing how granting this wish granted one of the rare few ones she has it seemed worth it. And it absolutely has been.
For a big scary demon Aku is a great deal of fun and she enjoys him immensely. Not just because of all the sex though that is definitely very good too. And speaking of good the way he kisses her is most enjoyable and better yet her she can taste the impatience of it on his lips. Which is excellent because she's just as eager to move things along. Thankfully he never keeps her waiting for too long. All her needs are happily met in good time. He knows how to keep this particular witch quite happy.
There's a little quip about how haste makes waste but that seems counterproductive to her own needs so she simply hums with delight as they move this to a better place than that tiny little couch. She already knows how he is though and allowing him to destroy the few outfits can still fit into would be a crime for a lot of reasons. She's going to end up with nothing to wear. Although... maybe that's his plan. Having her naked at all times. She wouldn't put it past him. She'd be tempted to allow it but pregnant or not she still has a job and wishes to grant.
So before Aku can get his overeager claws all over her nice things she's removed them. It's easy to slip out of in a matter of seconds at this point. (She was barely in it to begin with.) Now he can busy himself with putting his claws on her other nice things. That being the rest of her~ She stretches back on the bed allowing her arms to rest by her head and her legs to be parted, just enough to tease.]
This is much better...
[Laid out like this and lacking the folds of fabric her belly looks all the rounder and more noticeable on her once slender frame. She looks full and there's still a number of weeks left in the pregnancy. That belly is going to get bigger as his little spawn grow more and more. Her breasts are no exception to that either as they continue to get rounder and more full for the babies to come. She's not certain if she can actually nerse them when they come out... regardless she particularly likes how large they've gotten and how sensitive they are too. She's tempted to roll a nipple in between her fingers to help get things moving but she'll leave it to Aku to decide how things should go and what he'd like to do. He's the big ruler out there in the world and in here too... when she allows it. After the babies come she'll be able to move around much more freely again and then she'll show him who is the actual boss of this little establishment is~]
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My sweet Yuuko, you are ENORMOUS! [He's wearing a grin that's so big it shows all his teeth, even the ones beyond his fangs.] Any bigger and you might burst, HA HA HA HA! [When he's done crowing, he leans over her and kisses her belly all over. He knows she's waiting to be pleasured and he wants the same but this is something he must do because who knows when or if he'd ever see her like this again? After planting one last kiss on her poor strained navel, he presses his cheek to her belly and grins at her with a mischievous glint in his coal black eyes. And the flames dancing above his eyes really bring out that glint.]
But please do not burst yet, Yuuko. I enjoy seeing you like this — impossibly round with my progeny and hardly able to move. Yes, I like it. [There's a devilish crinkle in his eyes like he knows there's something she'd like to do about this but can't. Naturally, Aku likes to think of himself the dominant one, the master of earth and the bedroom. But the truth is she would have him begging on his knees in minutes if she withheld from him.
The teasing mercifully is short-lived. Even Aku knows she deserves to be rewarded everyday for the task she's taken on for him. He knows she wants her nipples sucked and he's more than happy to dive right in, practically literally. He lavishes attention all over her full breasts, kissing his way out from between them to focus on a sensitive nipple. He's very mindful of his fangs as he sucks and tongues that delicate flesh. His hand carefully works her other breast, slowly palming and kneading it.]
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Don't worry... You have a few more weeks to enjoy this. So take advantage of it while you can~
[And he better! It means more incredible sex which is exactly what she needs at, what feels like, all times. There are few of her pleasures she can have these days... she'd almost blame it entirely on the pregnancy but perhaps Aku has something to do with it as well. He probably most definitely does, be it from actual heavy handiness to just the fact that she has his spawn growing inside her. Regardless, she's not about to complain. This is the best she's felt in a long time, and that's with a full tummy of yokai or... whatever they're going to become.
And why utter a grievance when he's giving her what she's been craving since their last intense session. It starts with another breathy little sigh pleased with the contact but once he connects with her hardened nipple it's impossible to keep the usual coy and silent bedroom facade. The witch couldn't begin to explain how much more sensitive her nipples were now compared to before. It's a completely different experience and, honestly, she hopes it stays even after the children come out. It feels like sometimes she might even be able to have an orgasm from this alone.
Now, Yuuko doesn't have the ability to move too much anymore. She can writhe a bit on the sheets but there's no arching off the bed with this big belly and him pressing into her large breasts so she's much more vocal now. She offers what she can while her body quivers and shakes at his ministrations. Her moans are whispered little half sentences and incomplete words offering advice that Aku is sure to already know. Like that. So good. The usual whimpered encouragements as she rubs her thighs eagerly together trying to get some added friction between her legs.]
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He'll think about those things later though. Right now he's focused on listening to her sounds of pleasure as he sucks that nipple and laves it over and over again with his tongue. He can feel every little quiver run through her body and he wonders if he can get her to orgasm just from playing with her breasts. Being the curious type, Aku is tempted to find out.
After another minute or two, he moves onto the other nipple, kissing and teasing and sucking it just like he had the first. His hand rubs over her belly while he does so until it rests on the slope below her navel. He can feel her squirming and so the hand descends a little lower, teasing closer and closer to her clit while he buries the tip of his tongue against her nipple. He doesn't dare use his claws for this but he does provide the shaft of a finger to give her something solid to squirm against and to apply some much needed pressure to her clit.]
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A fun thought for another time~ And it's certainly not a topic for right now. The only think Yuuko cares about in this moment is edging closer to the first orgasm of the evening. One of what she imagines will be many. Aku is wonderfully good at satisfying her endlessly. She can feel him edging closer to what she desperately needs and all her wanton squirming doesn't make him move any faster but they eventually get there. The moment he gets close enough for her to rock against she does it and this is exactly what she's needed.
Yuuko's slit is already soaking wet and the juices she's producing help a smooth movement against his finger. He probably could have gotten her off with just her nipples alone but that can be an experiment for another day when she has more patience and control. Today is not that day and she rocks against him earnestly and it only takes seconds before she's hit the point she's been working too. It's just a small orgasm but it's satisfying for the moment. She only inhales sharply at the satisfying release and it'll be the faint ripples that course through her body that offer any noticeable hints that she came and all. Well. That and the small puddle she's already created on the sheets. Since becoming so pregnant she squirts nearly every time now. The harder the orgasm the harder she releases her juices.
That was exactly what she needed, it's enough to tide her over till her next ograsm which may come sooner than expected if she keeps grinding on his finger, but why would she stop? But the motto of this witch is that for everything given something must be returned, the rules that bind her and all that. Now, she's not very mobile but at this point he knows that if he wants her to do something, she'll be more than happy to oblige~]
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After resizing and reshaping himself, Aku stood tall and imposing in the foyer of the traditional-style house. His branchy horns nearly touched the ceiling as he stared down the hallway. There, he spotted two child-like faces peeking out at him from around a corner, too timid to approach. Aku narrowed his bulbous eyes and pointed an outstretched claw at the girls.
"YOU THERE," he demanded. "Are you the owners of this establishment? Step forth!"
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Still, the dolls don't make any sign that they are going to answer. Instead darting further into the shop. Yuuko said she was expecting someone so if they head to where she is surely all will be well. And all will be.
Yuuko sits perched in her chair like a queen in a throne. She normally dresses or at least puts on the airs of a respectable business woman for the everyday mortal that steps inside but there seems little need to do so with this particular visitor. She puffs on her pipe, blowing smoke rings into the air. The door being thrown open did not go unnoticed. Nor did the loud demanding shouts of someone looking for the owner of this house of wishes. Rude customers... she never cares for those but then who does really...
Yuuko blows out another ring watching it mix into the heavy air as the two dolls skitter in and away from their loud guest. He'll undoubtedly follow so she's fine where she is. And when he gets closer...
"You're looking for the proprietor of this establishment?"
Her hair isn't done up and sits pooled around her. Even the garments she dons are rather plain and simple, at least by Yuuko's standards. It's a dark dress with intricately woven flames in fine embroidery with pretty matching accessories. Simple. The hour is late after all and the late hour normally means drinking which cannot commence until this situation is taken care of.
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"Yes," comes his terse reply. "And I see that I have found her." He's no longer shouting but his voice retains its loud and forceful quality. The source of that mighty rasp is a broad chest, though the rest of him is markedly slender like a tall column of darkness. It lends the appearance of a long robe which flares into a tentacle-like mass that spreads along the floor and blocks the doorway. Aku eyes the witch dubiously as if making a silent assessment. Had she known he was coming or was it by simple coincidence that she'd chosen to wear flames? No matter. There was business to attend to.
"I am Aku, Master of Darkness, Shogun of Sorrow, Almighty Ruler of my dimension's Earth," he introduces himself like the large ham that he is. "However, a great misfortune has befallen me. That is why I have come in search of one who can help me lift this curse. Is it true that you are able to grant any wish that is asked of you?"
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She sets the pipe down on a small table beside the chair and brushes some of her dark hair behind her ear.
"What you have heard is true. I can grant any wish. So long as the payment is equal to the request, of course." Nothing is free and everything must be in balance. Such is the way of the world and specifically her magic. Powerful she may be but the chains she wears are heavy. That goes not just for magic but all aspects of her life. Everything is bound by a scale that must forever be level.
"But tell me of this wish of yours for surely a deal, of some sort, can be struck."
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"Very well," he agrees after a brief rumble of annoyance. "But first, there is a matter I would like to address beforehand. You see, I am plagued by a mortal foe whose existence is unfortunately persistent and increasingly vexatious. How much would it take to obliterate him for good? Can it be done? Give me your honest answer."
Truthfully, the samurai is only part of the reason for why he's here. But being who he is and how tired he's become of his old foe, he's obligated to make killing Jack number one in his list of priorities. That and it's the least uncomfortably personal of his concerns.
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Oh.. but that question. It's expected and it's been wished for many times with no one actually able to pay for such a thing. The cost of taking another life is nothing so simple. Nothing cheap, surely not.
She parts her lips for a moment, taking pause, before deciding to go a different path with this particular inquiry. "I will answer you... but first I would like you to tell me what you think the value of a life is worth? One mortal life. Of the billions of humans that dwell in this world alone what does the price of one life, extinguished forevermore, cost? I'm curious as to what you're value of such things would be..."
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"However. This particular human refuses to wither and die no matter how many times I have tried to destroy him. The fool even refuses to age as humans naturally should. Though I suppose this may have something to do with my casting him into the future and displacing him from his original timeline... Nevertheless! His death is much more valuable to me than his pathetic mortal life."
Still, there's the matter of payment. What was it the witch could want? Why couldn't she just tell him rather than ask pointless questions? Was she trying to suggest to him that one mortal life was worth another life? Aku furrowed his fiery brow as he tried to figure her out, then gave his beard a thoughtful stroke.
"In exchange for your service, I will give you... one of my top 10 slave chefs to serve you whatever your heart desires for the rest of his mortal life." Surely this would suffice. Who would turn down a lifetime of delicious food? "Now then. Back to the matter at hand. How will you bring about the Samurai's untimely demise? I was thinking death-by-lightning-strike should cut it. Or perhaps a misstep at the top of a long flight of stairs. Hit by a car? Chicken pox? Bitten by a mosquito carrying the Malaria virus?" All cheaply mundane yet very valid methods of death and there's plenty more suggestions where that came from!
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His offer is hardly balanced. How insulting to this human samurai who has run this yokai in circles for who knows how long.
"You mentioned that humans are nothing more than leaves on a tree. But even leaves serve a purpose. They collect sunlight and convert it into food so that the plant can continue to live. A tree without leaves is one that will surely die. And without a doubt humans are flawed. But then... we all are. Their lives are short so they cherish more. Love harder. Fight more valently. And maybe they will bring about the end of the world. But they will also fight their hardest, harder than I ever could, to prevent it."
She offers the yokai a very small smile. "Every tree needs leaves. One or hundreds. They all serve a purpose. They are not so worthless, I promise you."
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"BLARGH!" he utters explosively. As appalling as it all sounds, as much as he wants to disagree, he can't say that his and the Samurai's lives are not intricately intertwined. But this doesn't stop him from fuming openly and with incomprehensible growling sounds. How dare someone point out how the Samurai's life is so important to him! How dare it be suggested that he must give up his own precious existence to erase his foolish mortal foe! How dare...
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"...I see that my efforts are in vain. The Samurai shall forever be a righteous thorn in my side." His mighty frown hangs like a wet noodle from his face. Ugh, what has his life come to? At least, for once, he was airing his thoughts to someone other than himself, even if she could not help him in any other way.
"Thoughts of him plague my mind night and day. Things I once enjoyed are no longer enjoyable and my days are filled with consternation. It sickens me to realize that my glorious existence has been reduced to these constant worries." Here, a bit of conviction creeps back into his tone. He's not ready to give in and be conquered by his fears just yet. Or ever! "I seek to place my efforts toward something greater, a distraction worthy of my time. Something that will provide me with unending companionship, loyalty and adoration. Or perhaps someone."
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Alright. She lowers her head just a bit to hide a faint smile. That's not professional but it's still very funny. Such a strange tantrum. But at least he's not arguing with her or complaining or making even more wild demands. She appreciates that... Even mortal customers can get rather rude and near violent when they can't get their way.
As he sits before her she straightens up, being the attentive professional that she likes to appear as. To see someone like him so crestfallen is quite a sight. He, like her, must be quite lonely. Beings like them are fated to be that way. The long endless years make companionship of most kinds near impossible.
"It is not unwise to focus your attentions elsewhere. Crafting a legacy of a different kind is advisable. If you keep meddling in the affairs of this samurai you are only going to knot yourself tighter and tighter with the strings of fate and find yourself in an inescapable circumstance." She leans back in her chair picking up her pipe once more to craft more swirling smoke in the air. "It sounds like you're looking for a companion. Someone to rule at your side. Or perhaps just be an adorer at your side... It probably won't be hard to manipulate something like that to your whim. Finding the genuine emotion however... that will be much harder."
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In all those eons he spent alone in the depths of space, Aku had never once felt a need for companionship. But now that he's been granted the gift (and curse) of sentience by human hands, there's a desire for something more than watching the masses cower before him. A desire for genuine respect and adoration. He had failed miserably in his attempts to endear himself to the younger generations of mortals — it was Jack they adored and lauded as their hero, not him. But perhaps if that younger generation was his own offspring... it would have no choice but to love him.
"A progeny of my own would be ideal," Aku continues without making eye contact. This is pretty personal stuff after all and he's not especially proud to admit he has such feelings. "But alas, my team of scientists have been unsuccessful in their efforts to splice my essence with that of any mortal creature. I am a being of darkness, destruction and discord. Perhaps it's no surprise that life does not spring from my essence."
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Most creatures create. There are few in this world that cannot. And some simply will never have the opportunity.
She thinks on all of this for a few moments pondering just what can be done and at what price. Life is an easier thing to pay for. Death is the one with all the hiccups and taboo restrictions. "Is this your new wish then? If you cannot wish for a life to be taken will you wish for new ones in return? Is that the real reason that you have come?"
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