[Episode 186398] [Episode 186398]Evelyn awoke and immediately ran a hand along the warm portion of her bed. The congealed semen on her thighs and chest attested to the fact that whatever happened to her the previous night, it was no dream. Willing a bit of power, she expelled the slime and grime from her body and dressed in her normal outfit.
"Aren't we chipper in the morning?"
She turned behind her. Purple eyes glanced back. She materialized her staff quickly and leaped back. "Faker, was it?"
"Hmm. Yes, Evelyn. Although you could call me Ranma if you like." Faker stood up in a masculine version of her outfit. His hair was white and his eyes purple but the rest of his physical form resembled the young man in the cell far below.
"Ha! A copy pretending to be the original? Isn't that a bit trite?"
His eyes glowed white and an identical staff appeared in his grip. "I think that's the pot calling the kettle black, dear woman. Isn't this backstabbing witch routine getting so boring?"
The two faced one another for several minutes, the stones singing with their resonating power. Faker kept that annoying smirk on his face, an expression mirrored on his progenitor's visage. Faker really did resemble Ranma to a 'T', from the feather-white scar along his left cheek to the slight imbalance from a broken nose.
"You're using the same magic as I, aren't you?" Evelyn's eyes faded but power still sang from her staff.
"You were my teacher. I know everything there is to know about you." Faker's eyes faded but he lowered his staff. "Fighting right now is so pointless, isn't it?"
She lowered her weapon and shifted her weight to her left foot. "I suppose you're right. Ranma."
Suddenly, he moved his hands up and she levitated into the air, formless bonds snapping into existence around her wrists and ankles. Grunting, she couldn't do anything as she drifted closer to her creation, her clothing disappearing. Truthfully, she'd never felt as naked as she did before the eyes of this abomination.
"You forget that I control your powers now. I can do that, you know, since I was forged in primordial magic laced with chaos." He grabbed a breast and pinched the nipple teasingly. "I have plans for you, my creator, but I'm perfectly willing to obliterate you if you take one step out of line. Is this understood?"
Idly she wondered if fucking an amalgam of yourself was considered incest. She nodded.
"Good." He released her. "Skeletor won't know about this little agreement, partly because we're both using the same magic. Hard to tell the difference when it's coming from the same person, right?"
She willed her clothing back on, sans headdress. "So what do you have in mind?"
"I think that...
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