Your Lives Are My Game [SHORTS]

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Devotion

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Kazuho Haneyama, aka Popstep, was a vigilante. Or at least she was until a time traveling monster found her. 

Her vigilante costume was torn to pieces and carelessly tossed about the alley as the snarling, monstrous form of Ceroba towered above her, pinning her arms behind her back, black bones digging deep into her spine. 

Inko teased Kazuho's right tit while pulling her hair back and forcing her tongue in her mouth for a sloppy french kiss. Nana teased her left tit and bit on her neck and shoulder, and Saku got her hot bothered by rubbing her fingers against her clit and pussy. 

Kazuho squirmed, her healthy thighs clenching and rubbing together and unintentionally trapping Saku's hand. 

She tried screaming for help, but nobody came. And to her horror, she felt a long slab of pulsating meat slowly enter her virgin cunt. 

She thrashed around desperately, but Inko tugged on her pink hair harder. On top of that, Saku, annoyed, punched her in the stomach and grinded her fist into her midsection.

"Be a good girl, now." Saku states firmly, fisting her womb from the outside. "Whether you like it or not, and you will like it, you're gonna join us and become Goddess's baby factory."

Kazuho kept trying to fight even as Ceroba pounded into her plump, tantalizing booty while draining her powers. 

Saku shrugged. "Whatever. Fighting won't help you, but the more energy you expend, the tastier you'll be to Goddess. So I don't quite care~" 

Nana and Inko squeezed Kazuho's ass and breasts as Ceroba grabbed her neck. She couldn't breathe, but Inko kept kissing her.

Soon enough, Ceroba's howled into the alley and came inside her, each and every shot capable of impregnating a dozen women, and to the other girl's jealousy, all of it was for Kazuho.

Kazuho struggled and struggled but slowly ceased. Ceroba released her neck as the tattoos appeared on her. Kazuho's mewled in delight, her slender fingers clenching as Ceroba kept up her orgasm. Her entire body was on fire.

Ceroba growled before withdrawing her cock. The girls let Kazuho fall as he corruption set in.

Her soul trait was formerly Perseverance. HATE, like a toxin, takes root in her SOUL. Before, it was like a throbbing pain. But now it was more akin to an aphrodisiac injected directly into her mind. She hugged herself, her body twitching uncontrollably as copious amounts of monster semen sloshed around inside of her.

The HATE corruption sets in, changing her soul to a black one with a purple outline, and her soul trait from Perseverance to Devotion. 

Without a word, Kazuho sped into Ceroba's arms and made out of her, enjoying the intense, firey tingling sensation in her nethers, as well as the searing pain from Ceroba leaving claw scars on her skin.

"You're so hard, Goddess~" Kazuho cooed, pressing her smooth, toned belly against Ceroba's raging futa dick. "Do you really wanna lay into me that much?"

"It's what she does best, love." Nana said, creeping behind Kazuho and pushing her further into Ceroba, eliciting a deep, distorted grunt from her. "Have fun getting stuffed, baby~"

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Nirvana

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The souls inside of the vessel weren't tormented or anything of the sort. Instead, they were given everything.

Everything waking second was everything they could ever want all at once. The life they dreamed of, the experiences they wanted but never could get, and an existence free from the crushing weight of reality. Not that they could distinguish Nirvana from reality anyway.

Best of all, Nirvana adjusted and tuned itself to each person based on their minds at that moment, so no one ever got bored or tired either.

Nejire Hado's Nirvana was a simple one. She was drifting in an endless sea of jasmine tea atop of a lily, wearing her hero costume. She was humming a tune to herself, completely at peace.

A cup of jasmine tea appeared in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other. Nejire takes a sip and then a bite of pizza. 

She stretches, grunting as her joints pop in all of the right ways. Even little things like that were products of Nirvana.

"This is the best..." She moaned.

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Concerns

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The group, with the exception of Izuku, jumped around in a comically large and brightly colored bouncy castle created by Momo.

"Woohoo!" Frisk childishly cheered as she jumped around, doing various kinds of flips. "This is the best day of my life!"

"Y'know," Chara spoke, his arm crossed as he bounced around in the castle. "Things like this pale in comparison to flight."

"Flight?" Sunny raised a brow. "Wait, you can fly?" 

"Uh, yeah?" Chara answered. "It's one of my special abilities. I thought you all knew that."

"I did." Omi says. "But Sunny has dementia."

"I'll give YOU dementia if you say that again." Sunny threatens, making Frisk giggle.

Momo smiled at their antics. And then looked at Izuku, who was sitting outside in a lawn chair, deep in thought. He looked uncomfortable.

Frowning, Momo says, "I'll be right back." Before vanishing.

Izuku was pulled out of his thoughts and pulled into a deep kiss by Momo, who straddled him and held his face. Gasping, Momo, smiling, pulled away.

"I sense concern in you, beloved. And that concerns me. What's the matter?"

Knowing he could tell her anything, Izuku is honest. "You remember the whole Asriel Dreemurr thing?" Then he stopped. "W-Wait, that's a stupid question. You weren't there... uh..."

"Well, before I fought Asriel and left the world off you guys, there was... someone."

"Someone?" Momo tilts her head adorably.

"As you know, I originally went to that world to kill time and have fun. One thing led to another, I fell for you, went through some character development, and all, and... y'know. But you weren't the only one I fell for while I was down there."

"Is that so?" Momo asked in a strange tone.

"Yes. Her name was Ceroba Ketsukane. She was a monster." Izuku says in a wobbly voice. "It's strange... you know? M-Metafolk don't usually feel regret... what with us being immortal and virtually unkillable. Our infinite lifespans meant that we could do anything we wanted, and it'd eventually become insignificant memories as we grew older, but..."

Momo tears up as Izuku cried.

"I don't think I can just forget about her. The things I did to her... and the torment I put her through tore her apart down to her soul. It's... it hurts." 

"I loved you, and you were away from me, and you became a Metafolk. I loved Ceroba, kept her close, and she ended up going insane. I REALLY do not want to end up doing that to another person. Especially you."

"I didn't see her at all during the Asriel fiasco, and I didn't see her at all after. So... who knows how she ended up? She's either dead... or worse." 

"The things I did to her and said to you... I regret them. Every time I think about it, I grow more disgusted at myself. It's probably pointless to apologize now, but I'm sorry, Momo. I really, really, truly am."

Momo hugs him. "If it'll put you at ease, we can go back to that world. I can help you find closure regarding Ceroba Ketsukane."

"I regret what I did," Izuku's muffled voice said before Momo backed away, freeing him from her chest. "But I don't need that world's forgiveness."

"Then what do you want?" Momo asked. "Do you want to bring Ceroba here?" 

Izuku sighed. "I don't know... destroying that world may be a mercy after what I did to it. As for Ceroba... I... like her, and I would like to keep things and people I like here, but..."

"But?" 

Izuku thinks about it. He hated feeling like this, being unsure and confused. One thing he did know was that he wanted to have fun and help others have fun. He decided.

"Okay... if Ceroba is getting rehabilitated and the world is healing after my rampage, then we'll keep away from it and move on. But if the world seems as though it's gonna collapse, then I will destroy it and bring Ceroba here in our little pocket dimension. Maybe I'll wipe her memories or something."

"Should it be required, I'll take care of Ceroba, beloved." Momo said.

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X7!Horrortale 6

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A new world order has been established by the Ketsukane Clan. It happened faster than anyone could've ever expected.

Through her HATE, Ceroba Ketsukane, notoriously known as the Hateful Goddess, ravaged the planet.

But before that, Ceroba had gathered all seven of her pillars.

Saku Ketsukane, the pillar of Desire.

Inko Ketsukane, the pillar of Indulgence. 

Nana Ketsukane, the pillar of Adventurism.

Kazuho Ketsukane, the pillar of Devotion.

Habuko Ketsukane, the pillar of Obsession.

Kaoruko Ketsukane, the pillar of Attrition.

And Rei Ketsukane, the pillar of Cruelty.

No villain or hero stood a chance against their power, leading their their total domination of the world.

Though monsterkind remained safe from them. For a while, the Ketsukane Clan tried conquering them as well, but they had established some sort of magical barrier after fleeing back to the Underground, trapping themselves but keeping Ceroba out.

No matter. After having massive amounts of her own hatred ingrained on her for so long, she didn't care much for them anymore. She couldn't even he bothered to RESET and try things differently.

She and the others focused on things on the surface.

*

"Goddess~," Saku whispered. "Wake up, Goddess~"

Ceroba growls, waking up. As per usual, she was surrounded by her harem of pillars with Saku sitting atop her.

"It's time for another long day of hard breeding! Yay~!" 

Of course.

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X7!Horrortale 7

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The new day began with Saku holding Ceroba's hand and guiding her to the royal bathroom alongside the other pillars.

During her takeover, Ceroba devoured around 92 percent of the male human population, either simply eating them or stealing their determination for herself. The women were left alive for obvious reasons. Even the rebellious and vengeful ones were never killed. 

After using the toilet, Ceroba and the pillars take a bath together.

"To breed, you must be clean. Of course, there's nothing wrong with a little pampering in the meanwhile~"

And so they begin. Inko washes and massages her head while Saku took care of her legs, purposely brushing against her groin, edging her Goddess as she and the pillars cleant her fur deeply, as well as rubbing out any tightness in her muscles.

'Hee hee~ Just look at you~' Saku giggles as Ceroba's writhing, animalistic form as she dragged her finger up her cock. 'So stupid and horny. Just how you always should be~'

They dried off and went down the castle, sitting at a dinner table. 

"To breed, you must have energy to go all day. So, as usual, I've made this for you, Goddess~" 

It was a standard plate of curry. Saku stood next to her and took a spoonful, guiding it toward Ceroba's mouth.

"Of course, it's laced with an even more potent aphrodisiac than yesterday's. It came straight from my soul! My recipe is getting better and better every day. Even though you're cock is also pulsing violently..." Saku looked down and bit her lip at the angry, twitching rod. "...this should enhance the experience."

"Now, say Aah~!" 

Ceroba opened her sharp-tooth maw and took a bite. In an instant, electricity shot up her spine, and she arched her back as he cock throbbed even harder, jelly-thick pre-cum leaking from the tip. She growled uncontrollably, nearly breaking the chair she was sitting in with her bear hands.

"My my! I didn't think it'd be THAT strong! Imagine what it'll do to you when you eat all of it. Speaking of..." Saku, with an evil smile, took another spoonful. "Say Aah~!" 

*

Ceroba held Saku's hand, walking down the hallway erratically as the morning routine continued.

They walked into another room with a bizarre looking salon washing chair in it's center. Saku sits her down in it, and Ceroba growled as she lowered her head into the large bowl behind her, which was already filled not with water but with an inky black liquid. Liquid HATE. 

Saku played with her hair, splaying it about the liquid before holding her face, lowering it so that her ears were submerged. 

"To breed, your mind must be on breeding, always. You should only be thinking about women." Saku began massaging her head. "Curves, plump asses, perky breasts, tight, wet pussy... wombs... how it feels to grope a woman and cum deep inside of her over and over again... when you're gonna get your next fix... that's all you should care about, Goddess. You don't need anything else."

She grinned. "Let's fuel your addiction and rot that brain of yours some more, shall we? After all, you don't need it, since you'll be thinking with your dick for the rest of your life~"

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X7!Horrortale 8

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Darkness. An endless, stormy, vast sea of darkness. HATE. Thunder crashed against the sea, and winds blew violently.

And at the very bottom of this ocean of HATE was none other than Ceroba Ketsukane. She lays in the fetal position, dead behind the eyes and as still as a statue.

Everything hurts. Everything, constantly. Every cell in her body felt nothing but searing, terrible pain. Everything hurt so badly that she could barely think.

She had tried over and over again to swim out of here, but every time, she was forced back down to the bottom of the sea. Over and over, she tried. But it was hopeless. She couldn't use her magic or anything. All she had was her body and her battered clothing.

She was a prisoner in her own body, her desires having taken control and locked her away. And those desires were only getting stronger, while she was only getting more hurt. Weaker and weaker. She was drowning constantly, but never dying 

HATE hurts. She didn't want to HATE anymore. She wanted peace. She wanted anything that wasn't this. And then she saw it. 

Her vision may be dim to the point of near blindness, but she saw it clear as day. Starlo. Her childhood friend, whom she had killed in a prior timeline.

"S-Starlo!" Small bubbles from the sea of HATE rose as she shouted desperately. "Help me! Get me out of here, please!" 

And then he faded away.

■ Ceroba's head hurt.

Another appeared. The Feisty Five. But they disappeared too.

■ Ceroba's head hurt.

Martlet.

■ Ceroba's head hurt.

Toriel. 

■ Ceroba's head hurt.

Asgore.

■ Ceroba's head hurt.

Every second that passed, her pain intensified. But it peaked when she saw the final two people appear.

She didn't have the strength to speak. Mustering up everything she could, she reached out.

*

"Chujin and Kanako. Why are they on your mind, Goddess? No matter. All the brain power that went toward those useless thoughts will be going straight to your dick~! But not to increasing your length, since you have more than enough of that. No, I think I'll make your loads thicker and more potent."

With a final light push, Saku's work was complete. Ceroba's balls swelled in size, the cum tanks churning dense baby batter.

"There we go." Saku muttered. "All better. With that, just a drop of semen should produce sextuplets! Isn't that great?"

Ceroba's head was clear, thoughts about others replaced with nothing but sex and women.

*

Ceroba stood in a massive concrete and metal room. It was a jail room filled with women varying in shape, size, and body type. Her nose twitched, and her diamond-hard cock stood tall and proud.

Saku smiled, with at the fear and anger of some of the rebellious women and the desire of the ones broken and submissive.

"And now, you're free to do as you please. Have-"

Before she could finish speaking, Mirko, who had a bruised stomach and mangled arms, broke out of her jail cell and leaped at Ceroba, kicking her in the face. But it deals no damage.

Before she could back away, Ceroba grabbed her and held her tight. 

"As I was saying," Saku spoke over Mirko's rebellious and hateful curses and speech. "Have fun."

She leaves.

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X7!Horrortale 9

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"Unh~!" Ochako Ketsukane's face was pressed into the concrete ground, and her wide, heart-shaped ass was raised and being pounded, rippling under the force of slow, deep thrusts from Ceroba. "N-Nnuh...! F-Fuck... please! Fuck, fuck me, please! Cum inside me!" 

Her wish was granted in a few moments. All of the other cumstuffed and definitely pregnant women, the conscious ones anyway, squirmed as Ochako was filled to the brim. The gravity girl mewled, rubbing her backside against Ceroba's crotch and thighs.

A few moments later, Ceroba dropped her. Ochako giggled dreamily, lost in the pleasure her Goddess just gave her. 

Despite just having her turn, she immediately grew jealous upon hearing the next moaning woman Ceroba would make a mess out of.

While Ochako was obedient, loving, and submissive, Rumi wasn't, even after having her powers taken, and her once muscular body reduced to a fleshy, plump mess strewn with stretch marks thanks to many impregnatations. But Ceroba didn't care for her resistance. Her words were gibberish, and her kicks were pokes. She was bred and knocked out.

Yu Ketsukane was bred against the wall. Mitsuki Ketsukane was bred via mating pressed. Mina Ketsukane was bred standing. It was awkward given their height difference, but being held up by her round, pink ass made it easier. 

Setsuna Ketsukane, Itsuka, Ibara, Nejire, Yuyu, Nemuri, Beru, Tsuyu, Kyoka, Himiko, Kaina, Melissa, Mei, Fuyumi, Yui, Anan, Tooru, Deborah, Anna, Aiba and many, many more Ketsukane wives were bred today. Every last one. Most were bitten, spanked brutally, and everything in between.

But even after tearing through 80-plus women from every hero school in the country, Ceroba was still throbbing and unsatisfied. Her cock stood angrily, it was covered in all kinds of liquids and lipstick. But it wasn't enough. Her balls sagged with thick, creamy semen. And more was being churned by the second.

She needed more.

*

It wasn't too uncommon nowadays to see Ceroba walking around with her cock exposed. It was simply how she did things.

It also wasn't uncommon to see hordes upon hordes of unconscious, cum-bloated women in the streets of Japan. They tried hiding in their homes or shelters that especially brave ones tried creating, but no matter where they went, Ceroba sniffed them out, broke through their defenses, and had her way with them. So most everyone just gave up.

As stated previously, there were ones that resisted her. But at this point, most didn't bother. Ceroba was violent upon meeting resistance but was only rough and almost affectionate when there wasn't any.

Things weren't great. Every day was the same process. Quirks, determination, and supernatural abilities as a whole were practically non-existent, everything being taken by Ceroba and her pillars. With the exception of monsterkind, who Ceroba hadn't been able to trample all over yet. No one knew what they were doing, as they hadn't been seen in years.

Ceroba, the Hateful Goddess, simply followed her instincts day in and day out. It seemed like the only thing she was capable of doing was breeding and ruining every pussy in sight.

*

A woman, Yuki, the Reporter Lady, sighed as she sat in her barren, damaged home. She didn't have to work or pay rent anymore. But on the other hand, she was in constant danger of Ceroba finding her.

"Every male has been eaten, every world government is gone, and heroes, villains, and quirks don't exist anymore. At this point, the only person who can stop her is Izuku. But he's not coming back. Not after all this-"

She flinched as she heard her house being broken into. She sighed as a pair of familiar and heavy footsteps raced up her stairs toward her bedroom.

Ceroba barged in and stepped toward her, standing right on front of Yuki's sitting form, her phallus raging and throbbing as always.

"Huh." Yuki looked up, her thick and musky futa pheromones already infiltrating her senses and making her face and crotch heat up. "I'm surprised you're just standing there. Though I guess you're trying to see whether or not I resist or run away from you."

She sighed. "Just get it over with."

Ceroba pounced on her like a lion.

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X7!Horrortale FINAL

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"Geez..." Izuku muttered, his eyes focused as he and Momo looked at the Earth from Mars. "What the hell happened while I was gone?" 

"A war, most likely." Momo said, crossing her arms. "Like it matters at all."

"Ceroba went on a... rampage of sorts. And her body somehow mutated terribly. Probably due to that weird power I see around her." Izuku says sadly, watching Ceroba as she slept in a pile of people, one of them being Saku Midoriya. "Dammit."

"Quit clinging to past, beloved." Momo chided. "Everyone makes mistakes and does things they aren't proud of. You learned, you grew from it, so just be better, and you'll feel better." 

"Right." Izuku says. "First... Ceroba. My cards may be able to fix her."

Momo nods. A boney hand with a hole in its palm materialized out of nothing. Momo reached into it and pulled Ceroba out, who was sleeping. And thanks to her abilities, she could breathe and survive Mars despite not being able to normally. Momo recoils in disgust at the sight and smell of her. 

Ceroba wakes up instantly, snarling and looking around. Upon spotting Izuku, she froze. She was far from who she used to be thanks to Saku's influence, but she recognized him instantly.

"I...Iz..." Her voice was garbled and gravelly. They could tell that it took a lot of effort for her to speak. With her arms outstretched, she slowly stepped toward him. "I... I... Izuku...?" 

"Hi." Izuku said evenly.

She sped toward him, only to be grabbed by the same boney hand that acted as a portal that brought her here. Ceroba thrashed violently, frothing uncontrollably as she tried getting to Izuku.

"Mine!" She yelled. "Mine! Mine! Izuku mine!"

To their shock, black bones shot out of her body and tried destroying the hand, only for them to shatter upon contact. She howled in pain in a primal, animalistic fashion before trying again. And again. Over and over. It was hard to watch.

"Izuku mine! Izuku-" 

"Sleep." Momo said, knocking Ceroba out. "I feel this is obvious, but whatever power she gained seems to have caused severe brain damage as well as insanity. The people around her didn't help fix her at all." A black holographic panel appeared next to her, peering into this world's past history.

"The girls, your mortal counterpart especially, created and fueled an addiction in her for years. After taking a portion of her "HATE," Saku went out of her way to make Ceroba as animal-like and unintelligent as possible. Drugging, mind and memory alteration, extreme conditioning, you name it, she did it to her. For years. Resulting in... this. A braindead monster that fucks all day, every day. One that probably can't even read or write."

"Ew." Izuku said. 

He approached her, green card in hand. He used it on her, and... her unconscious body convulses. Her mouth opens, and she rapidly vomits gallons of black liquid on the ground.

It took a few minutes, but once she was done, Momo telekinetically gathered all of the liquid HATE and threw it toward the sun, watching as it burned to nothingness.

"She's clean." Momo says. "All of the power spawned from her mental deterioration is gone."

But the brain damage was still there, so Izuku used another card.

"Her mind's been restored, and that disgusting phallus between her legs is gone. She's returned to normal. Shall I wake her?" Momo asked.

"Will... she remember anything?" 

"Is that a problem?"

"It's not." Izuku answered. "Wake her up and release her."

Momo snapped her fingers, jolting Ceroba awake as she dropped her. She looked as if her head was spinning. After so many years of being in what essentially a coma, she was beginning to adjust to being sentient again.

She stood up, nearly falling but eventually regaining her balance. She looks at Momo, and then stares at Izuku.

"I guess you finally gained a conscious. Given that you crawled back here." She stated dully. "You're pathetic."

Momo slapped her. "If things were up to me, you'd be going through something much worse. So, quit being an annoying bitch."

"Whatever." Ceroba said, lifeless. "I don't care anymore. Whether I live or die, it doesn't really matter."

"You walked in here, destroyed my world, life, and mind after killing God, left, came back after another you came and destroyed my life again, and now... we're here. On Mars because the other you made me tear apart my home for years. So, whatever you're gonna do, just do it already. I don't care anymore. I don't have the strength or will to oppose you anymore."

"You can even have my husband and daughter. Fuck them to insanity, eat them, torture them in front of me, it doesn't matter. I won't resist. After Asriel revived them, I never heard from them again. They've probably moved on with their lives after the barrier was made. Chujin probably has some new wife, and Kanako probably has a boyfriend."

"In the end, there are infinite versions of me across infinite timelines that have gotten their perfect, happy endings. I was just the unlucky one that met you."

She stepped toward Izuku, kneeling and embracing him. "Congratulations. You won the game. I give up. I am yours now. My body, my soul, my family, do what you will with them. You'll get bored of me eventually. At which point, I'll end my worthless life."

Izuku kisses her. Ceroba kissed back. As soon as they separate, she began to peel off her robes.

"I don't hate you anymore. I physically can't. In fact, I think what I feel now is some twisted form of love." She says. "You broke me. Destroyed me. You ate away my spirit and took everything until I was hollow. And now you want me. A pathetic, sad creature that desires death above all else. But you won't even give me that peace, will you? You're gonna keep me around and torment me in unimaginable ways because you love me."

She smiles. "Well, guess what? I love you too, Izuku. I love you and everything you did to me. I'm so miserable and empty that I love it. I'm weak, I'm hopeless, I wanna crawl away and disappear, and it feels so, SO good! This agony is intoxicating... I want more of it."

She was bare now. "I want more, Izuku. I need you to torment me more. Hit me wear it hurts. Keep stabbing me until I scream, but don't you dare stop. Just keep stabbing me, Izuku!" 

She begins laughing. "Stabbing and stabbing and stabbing and stabbing and stabbing and-"

Momo knocked her out. "She is so annoying. All of that talking when she could be using her pretty mouth to worship you instead." 

"I was into crazy back then." Izuku states. "Still kinda am."

"May I reprogram her?" Momo asked before summoning Chujin and Kanako as well. "And these two, as well?"

"Reprogram?"

"I'm a programmer and coder at heart, beloved."

"Then go ahead." Izuku says. "But keep them as close to their original selves as possible." 

Momo smiles as Izuku drew his real knife. "We don't need this world anymore."

He nonchalantly slashed at the planet. At first, nothing happened. But then trillions upon trillions of numbers, red colored 9's specifically, appeared across every inch of the universe. Then, it all turned to black. The timeline was erased.

"Let's go." Izuku says.

"Let's." Momo nods as they go home.

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Reprogramming

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Momo stood in a dark room, and the unconscious bodies of Chujin, Kanako, and Ceroba lay on large steel tables. Momo knew that Kanako hadn't aged for a while, but thanks to Asriel and the time that's passed already, she's grown up. All over their bodies were skeletal hands with holes in the palms.

"As close to their original selves as possible, he says." Momo says. "And, apparently, he's into the crazy type. But the only 'crazy' he needs is me."

She tsked. "I don't wanna disobey him... then again, he didn't specifically say to make them crazy worshippers like me. And I can always do this again later if he doesn't like the results."

She smiled. "Besides, if the others are anything to go on, then he likes having variety. A different person to fit a different mood for a different fetish. If they're the same, they'd be boring. What's life without a little variety, anyway?"

She begins her work. "We'll start with you, Kanako. Deep, fierce loyalty, obedience, and devotion to Izuku are a must..."

The skeletal hands on Kanako glow briefly.

"And, of course, obedience to me and the others as well. You're the happy go lucky, chipper type. Kinda like a golden retriever or a puppy. But you'll have a fierce, monstrous bite to you when Izuku calls for it. Your tail wags whenever Izuku pets you... Izuku's smell is heavenly... oh, and let's throw in a taste for cuddles and physical contact. You'll love Izuku's touch and compliments more than anything else in existence. Kinda like Clover does."

"Oh, and you're a massive pervert."

The hands glow before returning to normal.

"Now... as for her body... well, Izuku has a taste for big butts like mine or Sunny's or Melody's. But, as I said, y'gotta have a little variety in life. So I don't think I'll change anything appearance wise. I'll keep you natural."

She moves on to Chujin.

"You... for now, I won't change much. But I'll imbue in you the same devotion as your daughter. You'll also adore his smell and touch like she does. You'll be the most submissive of the three, eager to be pounded into unconsciousness by Izuku. And the other boys, but Izuku specifically."

The mental changes set in.

"Your body... well, just a pinch of feminity wouldn't hurt. And you could use a little more meat on you in a certain few places."

Like a mad scientist, she makes the desired changes to Chujin with Izuku's tastes in mind. The physical changes set in, and she was satisfied.

"And now you." Momo looked down at Ceroba. "I don't really like you, but Izuku does. So I'll tolerate your existence for now. He loves me over everyone else anyway."

She kept her craziness but layered it with stoicism and calm bluntness. She was akin to an ice-cold maid who takes her job extremely seriously and does everything exactly to the liking of her Master, who was also a huge masochist. She also had some of the qualities of Chujin and Kanako.

"And with that, my work is complete."

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New Castle Town

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"So... they're maids?" Chara asked with a raised brow.

"Well, yeah, but I'd say they're more like Vessel. But, y'know, lesser. I'd liken them to playing pieces." Momo answers. "Whenever you want or need them, they'll be here."

"Where will they be kept?" Omi asked.

"Here." Momo placed a hand on the ground and raised it, conjuring a gray door. "A dimension slash Dark World for Izuku's collectibles. New Castle Town! Ceroba, Chujin, and Kanako are the first residents. But as the years pass and Izuku gathers more collectibles, they'll be placed here. People, treasure, artifacts, trash, you name it, New Castle Town will be it's home."

"Hey!" Clover raised her hand despite not needing to. "Why don't we give this place a name as well? Since the foxes have New Castle Town."

Momo and Izuku think, and at the same time, they speak.

"The Surface."

"Cool." Melody smirked. "I suppose we'll be gathering things and people we like from our "games" and putting them in New Castle Town?"

"Yup." Momo responds. "The possibilities are endless, and they'll only grow even more so as I and my Meta age and grow! I can already feel my creativity surging!" 

But she contains her excitement for now. "Anyway, the door will be here on the beach. You can go in and out whenever."

Kanako suddenly giggles. "If that'll be all..." She sped forward toward Izuku, smiling as her tail wagged furiously. "We should take a bath together, handsome! You can get deep inside my tighest, most sensitive spots! Just you, me, and- OW!"

Ceroba grabbed her by the ear. "Cease your perversion, daughter. Besides..." She gave Izuku a look. "He's mine first. I want him to lash me until I'm bleeding and crying."

"OR!" Chujin pushed through both of them. "He can get to know me by exploring my body!"

"Stupid." Ceroba sniped. "Izuku's pleasure would be maximized by choosing me. I'm experienced, and he prefers the body of an aged, voluptuous woman like me over yours or Kanako's."

"Boooo!" Kanako jeered. "Hello? Is your head on straight? He's already had you! What Izuku needs is a fresh, new experience. A dainty, sexy little flower like me to ruin!" 

"Like you would even know what you're doing." Ceroba said. "You were revived for a substantial time, yet you never even tried getting a boyfriend."

Kanako turned red. "Don't go there, you damn hag!"

"Uh," Chujin spoke. "If I may -"

"You may not!" Kanako barked with utter fury.

"Quit arguing." Izuku says. "I'll visit each of you later on. Now go to New Castle Town."

"Kay!" Kanako said, instantly switching her tune. "See ya later, hunky wunky!" She walked through the door whilst waiting.

"Goodbye, Master." Chujin walked in.

"Don't keep me waiting too long." Ceroba says before taking her leave.

"I won't, Ceroba." Izuku says, the gray door closing behind them automatically.