It has been 120 years since the 5th Holy Grail War. A young girl named Aria (You), is a descendant of Rin Tousaka and Emiya Shirou. And as the years went by, the system of the Holy Grail war fell apart. A Holy Grail War should only take place every...
A young woman with braided gray hair, pink eyes, and wore a cute black Lolita dress, looked him scared.
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Judar smirked and liked what he saw. A nice size chest, smooth skin, and a curvy body. He licked his lips and stopped a few feet from her. "How did you get in here? Everyone is forbidden to enter." She said as she hugged herself tighter. "Haha! You think I'll listen to those geezers?! But now that I look at you..." He grabbed her wrist and forced her up, making her screech, "Now I understand why you're locked up in his crummy place. You're a mana producer. Also known as slay vega, Magoi creator, and so on and so forth." Judar muttered as the girl tried to push him away. "Please let me..." she said plead, and tried to push him away, but his grip tighten. "No way. So the little sl----" he stopped talking when he saw the chains that were connected to the girls feet and legs. The girl looked down shyly, ashamed. "So may master is a energy slave?" He growled. "I.....provide mana to all the servants here. That's why I'm connected to directly to the layline here. So I can produce more mana..." she said and walked to her bed. Judar was pissed, but smirks. "Why don't you provide me mana, directly?" He purred. She looked at him confused until she was pinned down. "Only I will have your mana from now on. No one else. Got it?" He looked her directly into her eyes. She squirmed, trying to get out of grip until they hear the door open. "Judar." It was Gyokuen, "Leave the girl. She is a slave." She said. Judar narrowed his eyes and lifted the girl shirt, making the girl scream and showing her stomach, where a black wing command seal was. "This girl is my master. And I don't want her as a mana provider for others. She's mine...." Judar growled at her. Arba stayed silent then spoke.
"Very well. You can keep her, but she is forbidden to leave this room." She said and turned but not before she said, "Just to let you know, she isn't the only slave we have." Arba grins and shut the door. Judar looked at her confused and heard the girl gasp. The girl quickly pushed Judar off and began shaking. "Aiko, Lizzy, Trishula!! And the others! What is she going to do to them?!" She said. Judar looked her confused. Oh that's right. "Name. What's your name?" He said. The girl shifted nervously and curled herself to a ball but mumbled "Koutaki....." And Judar froze. He stared at her....and stared....he suddenly grabbed her face and made her, look directly into his crimson eyes. He searched, and searched, and it all made it clear. Koutaki Ren, the 5th princess of the Kou Empire, was going to be Judar's future bride but died of a heart diseases at age 18. Judar was 20. She wasn't a warrior so her name was not etched into The Throne of Heroes, thus, she returned to the great flow. He never believed in reincarnations but this........ "Please let me go....please...." Koutaki cried like a child. Same personality and a crybaby. Fuck. A wolfish grin came on his lips and he suddenly groped her breast. She froze and looked at him in fear. "Finally after all these years, you finally appear." He mumbled as he pinched her nipple, making her moan a bit. "Never experience anything like this huh?" He purred as he pinned her down and began sucking on her skin. "Stop...." she panted. Judar grins and whispered in her ear, "No way." Her eyes went wide but his touched were rough but gentle. She wasn't receiving beatings or whips, or slaps. "Don't worry my little pet." Judar said as went behind her and gropped both her breast from behind, making her moan even more, "I'll train you and this body that it belongs to me." He said.
