Walking Disasters and Me-Madam Akiko – Ch 8

Walking Disasters and Me-Madam Akiko – Ch 8

Earlier that day.
I lounge on the chair in the second story office of my estate, my long, straight white hair flowing behind the back of the chair. The Sect Leader was kind enough to remember our friendship and the work I have done for the betterment of the Village to award me such a lavish abode where space is premium. The floor to ceiling length shutters leading to the balcony behind me are open as fresh mountain valley air flutter the thin white curtains adoring them and bringing its earthy, rich scent into the room. Distant melodies of songbirds play into my ear as I lean back slightly, taking in the vaulted ceiling above me. Thick, brown wood perfectly crafted to slot together to make the structure sound and still be aesthetically pleasing greets my eyes as I release a soft hum of contentment.
The office is adorned with several large, olive-colored cushioned couches on either side of the 50 ft x 50 ft room that can fit a host of people, several tables and footrests fill the space between them. In the center of the room is a large round wooden table with comfortable chairs arranged for hosting important meetings. Wall sconces with unlit candles dot the room in various places, more to give ambiance when needed than actually function as a source of illumination. No, for that I had installed a row of small crystal lights that hang down from the rafters, perfectly cutting the room in two equal halves. Since I spared no expense, they have internal Qi gathering arrays that let them function day or night and not impact the quality of Qi in the estate and the surrounding area. They appear in every room and hallway that I now reside in, pricey but worth it.
As my head tilts to the side, I take in the ornately carved bookshelf that holds several technical manuals, documents, and records that are needed to assist the Sect Leader with her work from time to time. It was a gift from a fellow member and friend, a gift that I cherish as she has now sadly passed back into the cycle. A brief pang of loss filters through me before it is quickly dispelled by other emotions; no sense tarnishing her memory with wallowed sadness when I can enjoy the experiences we had together instead. I readjust my kimono slightly, its snow-white color with light blue floral patterns adorning it, until it fits snugly against my form once more.
My gaze is brought up to the sliding fabric door set in a light brown color with paper interposed in the wooden frames. A knock raps against it, followed by the voice of one of the inhabitants of the estate, "Madam Akiko. There is a situation that requires your handling".
With a low groan, I lean forward onto the desk that lays in front of me. Charred, dark wood topped with green felt fabric where a stack of papers on either side of where I place my hands reside next to various writing implements and official stamp marks. Paperwork, the accursed necessity of civility. If we wouldn't be made fools of, I'd say we do away with it entirely and just live in the forest like our ancestors. But that would be akin to stooping to the whims of our lessers, and we can't have that can we?
"Very well," I voice out to the messenger with a huff, "I will be at the front of the estate in a moment. Inform whoever sent you that this had better be important, interrupting my work is interrupting the Sect Leader's work."
"At once Madam, I will relay your message with haste. It was the other Elders that have called for you." And with that, I hear the owner of voice quickly shuffle down the hallway to the stairs, before sensing them leave the estate proper. With my sensing range, I confirm what was told as both Elder Miko and Elder Julian are indeed waiting for my arrival. Something important must indeed be happening.
I lean back in the chair once more, moving it backward across the solid wood slatted floor before moving a hand down between my legs. There, I rest it against the curly, shoulder length sunset colored hair of Samantha, one of my more... outgoing... human disciples. I gently pat her head a few times before calmly moving her back, ceasing her still fervent attempt to devour my leaking flower. With a needy whine, followed by a face revealed to have quite the adorable pouting display while seeming shiny from the trails of my juices still upon her lips, I smile down at her.
"Don't give me that expression darling, I must go if I am called. You know this." I say gently as I stroke her still slick cheeks.
"But Mistress, I'm still hungry! We were just getting to the good part too; I could tell by the way your thighs were beginning to press against my face and the little hums you kept releasing hehe~" She responds with a devastating amount of cute cheekiness! If only those Elders knew when to bother me and when to leave me be, I would be overjoyed to make her words reality!
"You cheeky thing! I don't know what you're talking about~! Teasing aside, you were doing
very
well darling. I know not what these fossils want, but I'm sure it is nothing of too much import. Some 'disaster' about to befall the Village that needs my simple touch of power for 5 minutes before it is solved, I'm sure. I will attend to whatever crisis is developing and then return you to your... meal... when I return~" I say with a low, husky voice as I continue to give her cheeks a good stroking, as well as supplying her with a few head pats for good measure. Her face brightens up at the proposal, and she nods with determination as she stands up from under the desk revealing her cute, full form.
While shorter than me by a large margin, as I stand at roughly 6 foot tall, she still has a bust that can fit firmly in my hands and a thin waist that leads to a juicy flare of her hips and rear. She has long legs to add on to her overall cuteness, and her button face is beyond adorable! She begins to make her way to the door, holding it open for me with a deep bow that is fitting my station.
"You are such a
good girl
Samantha, I will make sure to show you how pleased I am by your actions when I return." I whisper sweetly into her ear as she is bent down still in a bow. As I pull back, I notice she shakes a few times as a flush of red reaches her ears, no doubt having reached the peak with my words of comfort alone. Chuckling at how easy it is to rile up my lovers sometimes, I continue out through the door and eventually off the estate grounds to greet the ill-timed Elders.
"Good day to you Elders Miko and Julian, how may I be of assistance?" I say with a slight bow which is returned quickly. Miko, the ancient and thoroughly wrinkled female fox kin responds first with her gravelly voice that would not seem out of place trying to raise the spirits of the dead.
"Akiko dear, news has reached our ears from scouting s that the Heavens are gathering untold amounts of power on the other side of the mountains, to our south. They fear it is the formation of a new treasure, or of someone finally succeeding in breaking through to the Transcendent realm here on this world again." As soon as she finishes, in her slow cadence of speech. Julian the large, muscled bear kin voices a huff that he is well known for in the Village before supplying,
"Pure nonsense I say. The last successful ascending was our Sect Leader over 200 years ago, and it nearly destroyed her soul and the world! There is no way someone would try again so soon, they must know the Heavens would be furious at allowing someone to break the barrier to Immortal levels and would respond with untold anger at whoever dares to defy them." His gruff low voice rumbles the ground as he speaks. If I were to fancy male companionship, he would be on the list simply for that deep tone alone.
"I agree with you, Elder Julian. I take it my assignment is to investigate the cause of this recent outburst of Heavens wrath?" I ask the two of them politely. They both nod before Miko continues.
"Indeed young one, search out the disturbance and either collect the treasure if you're able to, or back whatever caused this to occur. We will be implementing the runic arrays for the Village while you are out, just to be cautious. Take this message talisman, when you are close to the Village use it to call us and we will open the array to let you enter. We will still keep it up until you make your full , so try not to spend too much time exploring unless you want the sect's coffers to dry up!" She ends the statement with an attempt at humor, which I play along with for appearances and smile.
I nod, "Very well Elders, I shall leave now and back as soon as I am able. Wish me luck and safety in my travels." I say before taking to the sky, a feat only capable because I am at the half-step of the Apogee Rank in cultivation. The step directly below ascending to Transcendence.
As I gain height to fly out of the Village, I take note of how far we have come in the 500 years since we settled this valley. From a small collection of fraying tents, poorly managed campfires, and constant squabbling to now a thriving sect with nearly 1,000 members. Still on the smaller side, yes, but each member here is valuable. I cast my gaze down to the structures that make up the Village, admiring their architecture that was shown to us by travelers from the far East. Primarily wooden, with sturdy thick supports holding up winged roofs of green and amber clay tiles. Businesses and food stalls line the busy market street district, the open plaza in the center holding host to even more traveling salesmen and women who enrich our culture as well as provide us information of the world outside.
My flight to the south brings me directly over the Sect Hall, where gatherings of all members, elders, and guests occur. A large palatial structure in the shape of a U is sat raised upon a large hill. Able to host upwards of 10,000 people if needed, with manicured grounds of bright green grass and blooming cherry blossom trees that line the path leading to its massive main doors, it is truly a sight to see. Willows and Oaks fill the rest of the grounds, with ample benches and resting places for anyone taking a tour or looking to spend time in nature away from the hustle of the Village below it.
As I pass overhead, I fly a touch lower, so that my fingers can graze upon a few of the green clay fired shingles that adorn the rooftop of the palace. A little mischief for taking me away from my dear Samantha is fair play in my opinion, and as I am the only one to know about it, my opinion is the best one~!
Soon, I am flying over the walls of the village. More for maintaining appearances than anything, as the runic protection array will always serve their purpose better than the thick, 50 foot tall stone walls could. I give a small wave to a couple of fox kin guardswomen who are patrolling along the wall, and I faintly hear one of them give a small "squee!" as I do so. I chuckle to myself, it is so fun to be around such adorable creatures all the time!~
I increase my speed as I fly toward the mountains which are blocking the view of whatever is so dire that I need to be sent to investigate. With a huff, I flare my Qi now that I am safely beyond the range of the Village and a large
BANG
rings out as a cloud of vapor surrounds me. I want to be done with this quickly and return home to continue pampering my loyal disciples!
At this speed, it is a quick 10-minute flight to reach the peak of the mountains and take in the sight of the crisis for myself. And what I see gives me pause and causes me to briefly think that the Elders might have made the correct decision after all. The Heavens are roiling in massive, sky filling tribulation clouds. Even from this distance, I can feel the
power
each flash of prismatic light holds. Which is another shock, normally Heavenly Lightning is amber gold in coloration, but this... this is World Destroying Heavenly Lightning. A shudder of fear sobers my senses.
I decide to wait at this distance away from whatever has the Heavens so upset. It is most assuredly not someone trying to ascend to the 6th rank, of that I know. When the Sect Leader ascended, her trial was indeed harrowing, but what I am bearing witness to now makes that trial look like someone breaking through into the 1st realm of the Foundation stage.
My wait doesn't seem to last long, as soon as I touch down upon some flat ground of the mountain side the Heavens unleash their violent retribution. Rainbow colored lightning bolts fall on a single point, one after the other, countless times they fall. I look down to the Cerulean Forest and my heart fills with sadness. The once great land filled with life, tree and animal alike, is being snuffed out. Destroyed by the after effects of the Heavens rage, repeatedly falling from the skies.
The callousness of Heaven can never be understated, it seems. I keep those thoughts to myself for now, no need to catch a stray World Destroying bolt due to my sense of injustice. After a few more minutes, the torrent of Heavenly Lightning ceases, and I can feel that they have lost much of their power. It seems that Heaven was looking to instantly overwhelm whatever it was targeting instead of its usual gambit of drawing out the tribulation for as long as possible.
With a last earth-shaking rumble, the black clouds finally disperse over the forest, and I take to the air once more, locked in on the spot where the bolts were impacting. I keep my flight relatively slow, on the off chance that it
was
an individual that had so angered the Heavens, and they survived that ordeal. After about 10 minutes of flying, I come upon a small clearing where best I could figure the lightning had attacked and am shocked by what I see. A seemingly mortal woman, with long deep crimson hair the color of blood stands naked in the field. Her figure is a rival for mine, being voluptuous in the chest and rear while still maintaining a healthy waist. Not too thin, not too thick, an erotic artist's dream creation or muse.
I quickly use my Qi to hide my energy signature just in case this is some ruse and that being below is truly now an Immortal. Although if that were true it wouldn't matter much, but it feels good to be proactive at times like these. Hidden as best I can be, I continue to watch the dazzling mortal as she talks aloud to no one, about things that seem to be rather personal in nature mixed with words and concepts that do not make sense to me. Ah. She must be possessed or otherwise have some kind of interference in her soul. A shame, truly, for such a beautiful creature to suffer like that.
To confirm my suspicion, I activate the soul sight that all kitsune of a high enough bloodline possess. Thankfully I am flying, or what I am seeing would have knocked me to the ground in shock! Not one, but four entities reside inside the woman, including herself! Her soul sits in her chest, as is normal and another soul which appears to be damaged sits just above her most sacred place as a woman. Both souls have some kind of... being attached to them, however both beings themselves feel different in nature. The one coupled with the wounded soul seems to be dormant, or at the least much less active than its counterpart who is flaring with activity in the pauses between when the mortal speaks.
What is even more shocking is the connection between the two full souls. Much like the coloration of the World Destroying Lightning, a bridge of rainbow-colored energy links the two souls, its flow constantly changing from back to forth, forth to back, sometimes both directions at the same time! I have seen a soul mate connection before, and it looked nothing like this! Also, if it wasn't for the damage to the wounded soul, I would honestly not be able to tell them apart. Only that they are linked beyond comprehension.
As I am ruminating, the mortal woman suddenly summons a mighty and gorgeous treasure that I have never seen before. After a few more mysteriously appearing items, the naked mortal dresses in under clothes, and then the treasure that must be of Low Heaven Rank at the least before stowing the last few items and turning toward the mountains in the distance. The mountains that lead back to the Fox Village, which I have just come from.
The mortal gets into a low position, nods her head once allowing her long red hair to tumble slightly in front of her beautiful face, before her eyes alight with glee and mania. As the ground suddenly cracks beneath
a mortal's
step
, which should not even come close to being possible, she flies off like a loosed arrow into the forest. Before I can ponder the implications, the last words the mortal spoke ring in my ears, "Fuck yeah".
"Interesting." I say softly into the air. I decide to follow this anomaly further, since it is headed in the direction I need to travel anyway. And it would be wise to keep account of her if she is indeed heading towards my home. In truth, she is a joy to observe. Constantly bouncing and zipping between the now barren conifer trees, using the trunks of alive ones as stepping points to shoot further into the forest, all the while laughing like a child who just got told they could have an extra sweet. My heart flutters at the cute display, my weakness for beautiful, adorable women shining through yet again. While I am lost in my revery, the cheeky mortal jumps onto a tree that had fallen due to the shockwave of Heaven's wrath and then
jumps
. With sound of a thunderclap, she is suddenly vaulting through the air, the fallen tree turning into dust from the force of her ascension. Again, a mortal
should not be able to do this.
I am beginning to wonder what in the world is going on with this creature when she begins to plummet back down to the earth, panic clear in her little yelp and flailing arms. Fear floods my veins at the thought of such a wonderful mortal being hurt by the laws of this planet, namely that the force keeping us on the ground gets stronger the higher you go in the air. I am about to rush in and rescue her before she tucks her head with her arms and bends her legs, ready to receive the impact. My curiosity wins over my fear, as I want to see if she will actually be able to handle what is coming. I have more than enough pills and remedies to bring her back to full health in my storage ring, so for now as much as it pains me, I will continue to observe.
She makes impact to the ground heavily and then uses her body and some well of unknown strength to push her momentum into a roll. Tumbling she goes across the forest floor, large swathes of dirt and grass fling into the air where she spirals past until landing bodily against a large surviving conifer. A gurgle of blood escapes her lips, my fear now alight once more, before she whines out presumably to the being attached to her soul. Shortly after, another of those mystically appearing boxes materializes next to her. It seems to contain several pills of great quality, likely the same quality I would have given her if my need to know more hadn't outweighed my trepidation for her safety.
After a few more lines of one-sided conversation, she raises back up slowly checking herself over. Good, at least she has the mind to be cautious as well. Seeing no further need to scrutinize herself, she jumps rapidly between a couple trees until she breaches the now leafless canopy. She looks around for a moment, before her eyes come back upon the mountains and then she nods and plops back down to the ground and continues her journey. The next hour of travel is much more serene, she seems to be looking over everything she can as she runs again at a pace unbefitting a mortal. Eventually, she once again converses happily with the being only she can hear, before I notice something further ahead in her path.
Two Cerulean Ursines are ahead, and by the looks of things they are gathering food to prepare a cave for living in. I look back to the woman and see that she has noticed them now too and is hiding behind the trunk of a large tree. She seems to debate her course of action for a moment, before turning and looking
directly at me
. I almost panic and move, before I remember that she is essentially a mortal and shouldn't be able to see me so long as I keep using Qi to mask myself. Her eyes seem to dazzle with adoration in my direction, before she softly utters a small "Woah..." which alerts the bears.
I mentally curse her bad luck, with her speed she may be able to outrun them if she leaves right now, but in a close fight like this the bears strength will let it reach truly monstrous speeds for its Rank. The mortal seemingly does not know this, as she stays and appears to be waiting for some kind of sign to take action. I nearly break my cover to tell her to run, when my heart drops and I see the male of the pair raise his large paw to rip through the tree and the woman behind it. Just as I am about to intervene, the brave little mortal shoots off in a tumble away from the beasts and begins to run!
Yes! Go little creature! I applaud mentally, since I still cannot verbally.
Unfortunately, it seems my prediction was true, as the bears are able to keep pace and even gain ground in short sprints. Panic grips me as I see the female bear begin to close distance and then lower her head in an attempt to bite the mortal woman's skull! This day is far too stressful for me, not to mention the poor woman below me! In another bout of luck or intuition, the woman tucks and tumbles to the ground, the larger bear having to keep moving forward due to its momentum, with its jaws snapping around empty air. Quickly the mortal jumps up and is about to run when my blood runs cold and I see the paw of the male make contact with her torso, flinging her through the forest, and a couple still living trees, before she rolls once and then stands up and slides backwards coming to a stop.
Impressive indeed. That would have most definitely killed a 1st or 2nd realm Foundation cultivator, and here she is almost unscathed. Truly fascinating. I can see panic briefly flare in her eyes, before it is replaced by a pure feeling of anger. One that you would see from higher tier cultivators like myself, not some beautiful fragile flower like her! She speaks aloud again, talking about procuring a weapon, before jumping between trees and back into the top branches, seemingly in an effort to avoid being used as a toy by the beasts below her.
As she makes a larger jump, she lands and holds out her hand as a splendid and powerful spear appears in her grip. Its winged main spear tip is made of some foreign metal but is expertly crafted and the bottom piece looks to be a large sickle made of the same material. The wood of the shaft is ornate and fits the color of her battle attire well. The insanity that she can casually summon Earth and Heaven rank treasures stills my mind briefly. I shake my head as I focus back in on what the mortal is doing, and it looks like she is about to launch herself at those pesky bears as they go about destroying her perch! Using strength she should not have, she catapults down to the female beast, spear tip pointed forward where it makes contact to the skull and then...
Oh Heavens, who
is
this woman. I feel myself unconsciously getting aroused, some slickness beginning to flow down my upper thigh beneath my kimono. The second the spear dug deep into the bears skull, it
evaporated
. A shower of viscera coating the surrounding area, as well as that poor sweet mortal, who now looks shocked at her own actions. Before she can recover, or I can for that matter, the mate of the slain ursine roars mightily and then charges her! In a semi wild panic, she hefts the spear closer to the sickle head and swings the crescent spear tip portion like someone would a club. It makes contact along the flank of the arm of the remaining bear, before
it too explodes in a shower of gore.
I should not be getting this close to reaching my peak from this, but Heaven be damned if it is not working for me. Unfortunately, I am the only one to share this opinion, like usual, as the woman below exclaims some light profanities before losing her stomach upon the forest floor. She does so thrice, in fact, the poor thing. Still covered in the remains of the two slain beasts, two small boxes again appear before her. One seems to hold a selection of food and water, of which she uses the water to wash off her face and swirl around her mouth to spit out. Likely an attempt to rid herself of the taste of raw bear blood, which is a shame since it can be quite delicious if you're in the mood for it.
The other box she opens to reveal an expertly made talisman, the quality of it bests some that I have stored away for this journey! It alights as she is able to activate it, somehow, and then rids her garments and body of the remaining gore before immolating itself. With weary legs, she speaks a few more words and then collects her things, following a small path that leads to the caves I had noticed earlier that were likely the bears future home.
She cautiously investigates the interior, spear forward. Good girl, always be on alert! After she seems satisfied, she fully enters the cave forcing me to nip down to the edge of the entrance to continue my observations. When I look inside, I see a sleeping bag of some sort appear as she eats some kind of rectangular bar of food. Apathetically seeming, she undresses allowing me to once again view her divine mortal form! Curvaceous and firm, with her large breasts contained within a comfortable looking stretchy, light blue wrap and her lower mouth, rear, and a small portion of her upper thighs are also covered in the same material. Even her color choices are attempting to woo me, Heaven save me!
She leaves her spear to her side as she snuggles into the comfortable looking sleeping bag, using a
Heaven Ranked treasure as a pillow
the madwoman. After a few more words, she quickly falls into a deep sleep, no doubt the strenuous activities of the day finally catching up to her weak form. I wait for around 3 hours, just to ensure she is deep asleep, before I silently make my way into the cave. I hear the echo of water dripping from the ceiling, landing in a small puddle further into the room, the relatively flat floor of the rocky cave making it easy to maintain my stealth.
I move the spear aside quietly, just in case she wakes up before I have her secured. I make sure to keep it in view though, so she knows I am no thief, merely an observer who needs her to answer some questions. Questions that should be answered while I sit atop her, yes. For her and my safety, of course. I naturally would not
do
anything without her explicit permission, non consentuality is not a kink of mine, but teasing her a bit would be quite fun, I think!~
As I put my plan into action, I plop down softly onto her full, filled out waist careful not to disturb her too much. My soul sight catches the other entity becoming active now, and I whisper as quietly as I can,
"Be quiet little ghost. Do not wake your master's slumber, and do not alert her to my being here until she wakes on her own. I mean neither you, nor the soul she carries any harm, I have been sent here to investigate what angered the Heavens so much. I believe your master is quite the reason why, don't you agree? Now go, rest or still yourself until she awakens and we will have words once again."
The being dims in activity, and I continue to observe the adorable sleeping form below me for the next few hours. The bright star in the sky long having set by the point that she begins to rouse naturally. I use two of my tails to gently, but firmly hold her hands to her side, again just in case!~ As she fully wakes up, the little ghost blinks to life again for the span of a few sentences likely, before dimming slightly again. So, still active but not entirely so... interesting indeed.
Softly, but with a firm layer of authority, I voice out to this paradoxical, cute human, "Looks like you're finally awake. Done conversing with that ghost in your head? Good, I have some questions for you, you fascinating little mortal." Her eyes snap open, revealing the purest teal color I have ever seen, tinged on the insides and around the outer edges with a golden yellow color as she begins overtly looking me over. Those dazzling orbs are set into a pure, soft heart shaped face that is begging to be held and stroked softly, with a small cute nose and small but full, pouty lips. My heart, Heavens! The rest of her body is even more sinful up close than I had imagined, her breasts must be as big or slightly bigger than my own despite me being a few inches taller than her. Her torso waves down her waist to form a delicious curve, and her stomach has enough muscle beneath the healthy flesh to faintly see outlines of ab structure.
I chuckle softly as I notice that her eyes have not been idle all this time either, as she is examining my own curves and features with what I can smell is a burgeoning sense of arousal. I move one of my free tails to come up and gently caress the side of her face as I realize that oh yes, this is going to be a most informative interrogation.

Madam Akiko – Ch 8