Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

"Ugh!? What!"

The arrogant face of Persha, who recovered her living body at the cost of the undead one, suddenly looked a little terrified, her eyes staring at Raven, who was no longer seeming weak, but rather his face was filled with pride, acceptance and pity.

"You... what did you do to me!?" Her voice was the same beautiful voice, filled with a melody like a famous singer in a quiet family bar singing to her most cherished fans.

"Nothing, you are Persha, the fourth seat of dread. My beloved Knightq, how could you expect me to let you go so easily?" Raven's voice was neither angry nor forceful.

Instead, he looked upon her with pity and happiness.

'Because you exist, I now know for a fact my mother and father can be returned and the old man who entered that hell to save me.'

'It seems I need to find both their monster bodies and the darkness where they are held to restore them completely... Maybe the body is kept as a prisoner of the dungeon in these hellish rotting prisons, and their will is protected by the monster that carries it?'

'Then this woman is the Persha I care for and her true self. Why would I hurt her when she is already mine?'

He stepped forward with slow movements, not wishing to startle the already panicked woman because she was so different visually, with her undead features almost all gone. He began to wonder what Shirone might look like...

Raven, who had been stagnant for a long time in his heart, had gained a new goal: to find his knight's true bodies along with his parents and those he knew had fallen and brought them back...

Most of all, to make sure none of his beloved women had been replaced or lost their true selves gave him a sense of excitement and fulfilment that he had lacked for so long, not just becoming the sovereign of dread for no reason... but free those trapped in the dungeons?

It was interesting. Very interesting!

"....Me? I am the princess of....."

Raven waited for her to continue. He didn't plan to be overly rough with her despite how rude and horrible she was before he remembered everything that happened... But Persha's eyes filled with tears, her body shook, and she looked up at him like a fragile little girl.

"No... everything has already fallen... how long ago did I die in this hell hole!?"

Persha began to panic as her eyes dulled. It seemed that her age was far older than he realised when she spoke in a language that the bureau's mini translator judged to be before the dungeons even fell onto the planet!

Crawling towards his feet, she then sat up, revealing her perfect figure, with an hourglass shape, low hanging round breasts that were firm and youthful despite her age, gently crushing them as she covered her chest with crossed arms.

"You want my body, right? Take it... there is no point in me returning when my place to rest and return has disappeared."

Her haughty voice was still there, but it was much more dulled and tinged with despair as she no longer tried to resist or act regal; like a phoenix who lost her feather and powers, she knelt before him.

'This girl, was she always this strange and who wants her body... well, I admit it's really pretty and alluring... but I would rather her offer it willingly, not like this, haha.'

Raven was ignoring the fact that he found her extremely attractive before and after the change, and at her face height, his crotch was propping an obvious tent and not only the thick scent but its actual presence was only a few centimetres from her face...

"Why are you being so pessimistic now?" He asked, with a slow and calm voice, ensuring not to upset her or trigger any more hysterics.

"My kingdom.... family... everything I ever loved or cared for are now gone forever..."

"Don't you still have your brother? In the end, can't you desire to help Adam find his true vessel with me? Then maybe if it's not possible to save those you love... Can you not find new reasons to live and love."

"This dungeon will be mine in the future the entire Dread Legion will start in this place others call Hell and avoid like the plague, yet I know it will grow into a huge kingdom more grand than anything else... Why don't you make it with me?"

"I cannot promise it will be like you remember... but with your help, can't we create something together with Adam that comforts your lonely heart?"

Persha was stunned; she had called this man a lowly fallen orc and insulted him, yet the moment he had power over her... there is no insulting her mentally or physically. Rather, he was trying to rally her and give her reasons to continue.

It was strange... even as a princess fawn over by countless males and even females... this stupid orc, even with his huge erection, didn't push her when he could easily throw her down...

Little did she know, the feelings of from her time as the Dread Knight Persha were also merged when she absorbed her. Meaning that even if she ran away now, the desire to return and to be at his side would never fade.

Because she believed he could succeed where she failed.

"Then... even if I am not the same, Persha, you would still allow me to stand beside you despite knowing I could one day vanish or betray you? Isn't that stupid... why would you do that?"

Raven shrugged.

He didn't care for the depths of other people's struggles and plots. He only liked what he liked and cherished what he loved.

"I guess because I trust you... and most of all, I find you very attractive as a woman. Who wouldn't want pretty women around him when working and fighting?"

"You think I am pretty? Yet why haven't you pushed me down and fucked me then? Look, my slit is all ready for you... I am under your command; can you do the deed?"

'Why is she egging me on? Can she not see that her entrance is flooded and seeping with her love juices? I am not the pervert here, but she is!'

"Eh... what would forcing you to take my cock now achieve me? Other than an amazing orgasm and your dislike?"

Persha didn't speak, and Raven didn't force her either, crouching down, his muscular chest just brushing across her face as she could taste the scent of his body, her face turning red as she looked into his lowered eyes... a sense of excitement tingling through her body as she began to realise... She liked this situation!

? Persha POV

"Y-You... but..."

Her expression was conflicted between reality, her undead desires, Persha, and the two women merged within her current form, causing Raven a lot of grief and pain in the head... But rather than being angry and forcefully making her realise and accept his status, he simply waited for her to accept the changes.

"I guess kissing will be alright.... won't it?"

Persha spouted the words and thoughts of her nights alone in the dread castle while looking at Raven's figure as he wandered around like a tourist... She had been watching him as much as Juniper and Shirone... in fact, the room she owned in the castle was locked with seven different locks and four magical locks to hide her stalking.

She fantasised that Raven would have figured out and punished her each time she sat near her window or spent the evening getting drunk and watching the scenes in his bedroom using her magic items...

Now though. She was regretting the obsession that she had gained from her merge!

But rather than expecting punishment, Raven slowly caressed her face with his thick, burly fingers.

He shifted closer as Persha shut her eyes, tilting her neck and pursing her lips. Her heart and pulse increased tenfold when she heard his deep breathing as Raven's scent attacked her nose!

'So, this is how it feels to kiss; even the memories are dull and unemotional compared to this. The way my body is going insane and trembling.... this can't just be a kiss? My memories... Persha didn't ever feel this!'

'Please say it was from my life? A feeling I didn't imagine and could not embrace or imagine!?'

Her pale skin was moist and warm, letting Raven touch her tender skin. Unlike many females that carried some heat in their bodies, her body was exceptionally cool and smooth, like a baby. His left arm was behind her back to support Persha's smaller body, but also pushing her nude body forward without resistance against his bulge!

The tender feeling was incredible and hard for Persha; no one to forget or ignore... Raven's left hand moved quickly to the top of her round and plump butt, sliding around her as he began to squeeze the elastic meat, causing Persha to let out soft, gasping moans.

'Why is he rubbing me and not kissing me?! Shouldn't men either be stroking their cocks and lining themselves at this point and thrust inside.... or use his mouth... umm?'

Yet Raven made her mind go blank, her head unable to think or organise as his left hand skillfully played and pinched her small body, teasing her as she felt herself melting in his embrace and becoming more relaxed and at ease. Persha moaned out, from the pleasant feeling of his gentle movements, her sweet, high voice echoing out...

Persha opened her eyes, wanting Raven to reveal his beast mode and ravage her body like the stories and images she witnessed in Juniper's personal room and private collection! But instead...

His gentle smile and warm chest made her remember the past... and she felt like the dread knight allowing them to merge with her current self actively... no longer locked inside a small prison in her heart.

His warm skin made her cool skin tremble; the undead body or personality no longer forced her to feel cold... If the gentle kisses they enjoyed became a deep kiss with their tongues intertwining.... she wanted to try it now... but he didn't come closer, only teasing and caressing her before wrapping her in a black mantle of mysterious texture... it was Raven's mantle of dread.

A symbol of his name and standing as their lord.

"Persha, do not act so recklessly, whether alive, dead, a monster or a normal being. I will accept everything you are, were and will become. But let's not make a relationship based on haste and irresponsibility. If you seek me as a mate, then let me know the real you, both sides slowly, let us grow closer."

"Is... that an order?"

Raven smiled at her, his cheeks rising with his genuine happiness, "No, the only order I have for you is to live on and try your best to become happy and not have regrets this time."

Persha would swear later, longingly touching the black cloak draped around her shivering body, "That the meaning was the same even if you didn't give the order..."

'Are all lords and overlords like him? No... I've met them; I was one of them... You stupid orc... my heart, how could it now fall for you when you have such cheap tricks.'

"Shall we keep exploring hell to find everyone's other halves and hunt down these creatures?" Raven suggested as he looked into Persha's smiling face, no longer filled with melancholy or hidden; she wore her thoughts and feelings on her sleeve, causing the man she swore to hate and fight before merging now look upon her differently...

"Hmpth, your slave will obey her master's orders." Persha's sweet and sincere smile faded as her haughty personality rose from the ashes.

This time, though, it was to jest and tease as she leaned forward and kissed his lips, a brief kiss... but enough for the pair to understand and move forward, one step at a time... they both had many things to learn and accept together.