Femdom Island



"You! You are one hell of an annoying woman," Fenrir's words hung in the air, weighted with annoyance and frustration. His piercing gaze locked onto Edona, a woman who seemed to have an unyielding grip around his neck. The tension between them crackled like lightning, charging the atmosphere with anticipation.

Edona's eyes blazed with determination, undeterred by Fenrir's harsh words. Her voice quivered with a mix of defiance and vulnerability as she spoke, her grip on him unrelenting.

"I may be annoying, but I won't let go until you listen to me, Fenrir. There's something important we need to discuss."

They were inside a dome materialized by Edona's magical power, its translucent barrier stretching far and wide, encompassing Fenrir and Edona within its protective embrace. The air crackled with energy as the magical structure took form, shimmering with an iridescent glow that defied the darkened sky.

If Fenrir wanted he could have easily destroyed it, but after all this time Fenrir at least wanted to listen to Edona, since it might be his last day in the second dimension. He wanted to go back, but at the same time, it was hard for Fenrir to leave all the fun he had in this place. even though he wanted to return, there was a part of him that didn't want to go back to the dark and boring cave he lived in earlier.

Fenrir let out an exasperated sigh, his frustration momentarily tempered by curiosity. He raised an eyebrow, a glimmer of interest sparkling in his stormy eyes. "Fine," he grumbled, his voice laced with reluctant acquiescence. "Speak your mind, but make it quick."

Edona released her grip on Fenrir's neck, her hands falling to her sides. She took a step back, giving them both some breathing room, yet her determination remained unwavering. "Why didn't you kill Apollo, Fenrir," she began, her voice tinged with confusion.

"I still feel his life force and Artemis too, I don't understand, what are you even doing?"

*Sigh

Fenrir looked at her with a troubled face and he knew things won't be good for him anymore, no matter who he kill or where he hide.

"I'm deep in trouble," Fenrir said and transferred back into his human appearance.

The weight of responsibility settled upon his broad shoulders, his mind contemplating the gravity of the situation.

"Even if I don't kill all of you, he will do it, and he has the power to rewrite everything because he is the controller of the dimension itself, the more he gets close to me, all my memories return back,"

Edona didn't understand what he was talking but she carefully listened.

"Why do you think nobody had ever seen any of the Apocalypse beings before?" Fenrir's voice carried a sombre weight, echoing through the dimly lit room. His words hung in the air, evoking a sense of mystery and foreboding.

Edona's eyes widened as she tried to grasp the gravity of his revelation. Her heart pounded in her chest, matching the intensity of the situation. The world seemed to shrink around them, leaving only the weighty truth that Fenrir was burdened with.

Silence enveloped them for a moment, broken only by the faint flicker of a dying candle. Then, Edona mustered her courage and spoke, her voice quivering with a mixture of fear and curiosity. "Fenrir, what do you mean by 'the controller of the dimension itself'? How can someone possess such power?"

Fenrir met her gaze, his eyes reflecting the struggles of countless battles fought within his mind. "There are forces at play that are beyond our comprehension, Mortals fear half immortals like you and you guys fear immortals like us," he replied, his voice carrying a tinge of resignation.

"The realms we inhabit are but fragments of a larger tapestry, carefully woven by the hands of unseen beings. These beings, known as the Laws, we are only the guardians of balance and order created by these laws."

Edona leaned forward, captivated by his words. The weight of the world seemed to fade away as Fenrir unravelled the secrets of their existence. "But if you people are guardians, why have we never heard of them? Why are they shrouded in secrecy?"

Fenrir's gaze turned distant, his mind delving into memories that tested the boundaries of his sanity. "The Apocalypse beings walk a path fraught with sacrifice and seclusion," he explained. "Their powers are so immense that mere mortals cannot comprehend or withstand their presence. To maintain equilibrium, they hide within the deepest recesses of the dimensions, observing and influencing events from the shadows and they act only upon a disaster."

"The reason why nobody has the memories about these guardians is because of him," Fenrir said and looked at Edona with a serious look.

"The first apocalypse, the one who controls the dimensions itself, my elder brother, Jormungand,"

Edona's breath caught in her throat, a mixture of awe and fear coursing through her veins. The enormity of the revelation settled upon her like an invisible cloak, tinged with the weight of responsibility. She realized that her own life had become intertwined with a destiny she could scarcely fathom.

"Fenrir," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "What does this mean for us? For you?"

A flicker of determination ignited within Fenrir's eyes, casting away the shadows that clung to his spirit.

"Your race will get erased and recreated replacing all your memories and all the damages, but Tasha, the one whom I impregnated will die, because it is a taboo for us to have children," Fenrir said and remembered his promise with Artemis. Even though Artemis can't protect Tasha from the threat itself, she could easily send her back to her original dimension while Fenrir holds Jormungand in the second dimension.

"And what about you?" Edona asked.

"I will be sealed, I won't see the light again," With a depressed look Fenrir said, which caused Edona to feel bad for him.

Edona's heart swelled with sadness just thinking about a life without contact with anyone, and after being with Fenrir for a few days, her caring side started to see him as someone close to her and someone who could bring up her locked emotions like anger and annoyance back to her. Her time with Fenrir had been extraordinary for her.

"How are you going to escape this now? Tell me, what should I do?" Edona questioned but Fenrir just laughed at her words.

"There's nothing you can do, in another few hours he will be here and I will lose fighting with my brother, but I will hold him back because he can only remain in the first or second dimension when the moon is there, I will fight with him for a full day," Fenrir told his plans to Edona.

"I can't let you die!" Edona said but Fenrir knew her words were just useless to him at this point. They were just empty as she didn't have the ability nor the influence to change the situation.

"What can you do, Edona?"

"I will do anything, just tell me what I have to do," She insisted with her eyes looking full of curiosity. Edona didn't blame Fenrir for the death of the goddess from the Supreme Deity's side, because it was their fault for trying to use a being like him for their advantage.

Fenrir looked at Edona, contemplating her words for a moment. Despite his doubts, a glimmer of hope sparked within him. Perhaps there was a way, a slim chance for both of them to survive this impending battle, at least he could save Tasha. He knew it was risky, but he had to share his idea with her.

"I'm going to seal myself before, my brother can kill me and-" He couldn't even finish as Edona hugged Fenrir thinking he had gone insane.

"You will be alright, Fenrir," She took pity, but Fenrir felt pissed off by how she thought he was an idiot.

"Damn it, first listen to my plan before assuming something," He said and broke the hug and started explaining things to Edona.

"That sounds like a good idea, but can you really do that? Won't your brother find that you faked your loss?" From how Fenrir explained about his brother, Edona actually thought he was like the most omnipotent being in the universe, but it was simply not the case.

He was just powerful by the standards of the apocalypse compared to the other three. The only thing that was truly omnipotent in this universe was the power of the laws.

"I can, but I need a vessel to do that, and a place with low mana quality,"

Edona could think of thousands of places that had low mana quality but the question was how can they find a vessel for his body.

"Low mana is possible, but is there a body that can take your soul? I don't think any of my children could do that, the moment they take your soul into their bodies, they will die and your soul will replace them,"

Edona had no idea how they can fulfil his last condition, but suddenly Fenrir did something rather absurd to Edona.

"If any of them can't take my soul, why don't we create one that can do what we want?" He asked with his eyes showing hesitation.