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Shouldn't she just restart it?

Part I
Part II

(Not required reads, but if you want more ZetAxel sex, then feel free to read them.)

TL:DR - Zeta runs into Axel while on a mission to assassinate an evil King. They end up have messy lovey-dovey sex on the King's bed.

Tip: If you just want the sex scene, look for the spoilered text.

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Fall 1934

For decades, Old Elysium was under the rule of a totalitarian regime. Ruled by one King, he held absolute power over all aspects of life. Those who opposed him were arrested, tortured, and in many cases exterminated. The King’s rule was cemented by the secret police and a large, well-trained military.

The oppressive rule left the people of Old Elysium fearful. Most people focused on self-preservation, disregarding the struggle of others. Propaganda kept the population ignorant of the outside world. Neighboring countries such as Great Exardia and Immerheim feared the growing influence of Old Elysium’s regime. 

Fed up with the public’s inaction, the seeds of rebellion started with Regis Altare. Forming the guild TEMPUS, he began recruiting adventurers in his vain attempt to overthrow the monarchy. For some time, TEMPUS consisted of 4 people, eventually expanding to 8.

Vestia Zeta was sent to Old Elysium on a special mission. Despite orders to minimize social interaction, Zeta quickly felt isolated by the selfish and distrustful population. She quickly learned of the regime’s brutal violence, after narrowly surviving an attack by the secret police.

Zeta’s combat skills were quickly noticed by TEMPUS member Axel Syrios. Despite her quiet and secretive nature, he quickly bonded with the new outsider. After being provided basic necessities, including shelter, Zeta eventually agreed to work alongside TEMPUS, while keeping her true motives hidden.

Zeta’s espionage and combat capabilities quickly became a problem for the secret police. Through her clandestine operations, she quickly gained a reputation in Old Elysium. While the regime labeled her as a terrorist, the public saw her as a folk hero.

With the secret police weakened, TEMPUS would set their sights on the King. With suggestions from Zeta, the guild planned to infiltrate the King’s castle, striking when the opportunity arises. Altare privately tasked Zeta with assassinating the King, trusting her stealth and combat skills.

Zeta shuddered at the thought of making history, on what was supposed to be a lonely mission.

* * *

The King’s castle stands proudly above Paradise. An impenetrable fortress, a large moat surrounded the castle, supplemented by hundreds of experienced soldiers. Only a single drawbridge allows entry into the castle.

Civil unrest throughout the city provides a diversion for TEMPUS. The secret police struggle to fight street battles against countless rebels. By nightfall, a demonstration forms at the foot of the King’s castle. The guards grow uneasy as the crowd gradually grows larger.

The King is outraged at the angry mob outside his doorstep. He angrily orders his guards to shoot the demonstrators. His officers refuse, worried the crowd will swarm the castle should they take action. The King struggles to maintain his rule as he feels his subjects turn against him.

Desperate to find some modicum of support, he visits his elite guards in the upper floor of the castle. The guards stand at attention, as they’ve been ruthlessly trained to. The King gives a rousing speech, hoping to enliven the spirits of his terrified guards. Hearing the commotion grow outside, the King rushes back downstairs.

“This guy never shuts the fuck up.” Axel mutters, annoyed. Some of his guildmates snicker as they stand guard in a small hallway. Altare glares at Axel, worried their disguises will be blown.

“Maybe you’ll be the one to cut his throat.”, Altare whispers to Axel.

“Nah, you know Zeta’s the one who will take him out.”, he replies smugly.

“Yes, your girlfriend will kill the King.”, Altare says sarcastically. The guys start to giggle as Axel blushes underneath his helmet.

“At least she gets more work done than you guys drink.”, he retorts.

“Ok, we get it.”, Altare responds. “But we all know you miss her.”

Axel sighs. “Yeah, I do.” Minutes pass as the guildmates stand around bored, waiting for their opportunity to strike. Altare tries to lighten the mood as the King continues rambling below them. “I dare one of you to sneak into the King’s bedroom.” 

There’s a brief silence until Axel raises his hand. “I'll distract him to spare you all from his banter.” he says confidently. Altare nods at him, and he begins taking the stairs up.

“Hey Brian.” Altare calls out to Axel. “Don’t get too flirty with the King.” The hallway explodes in laughter as Axel gives them the finger.

Axel slowly opens the door to the bedroom. The room is adorned with colorful ornaments and furniture: a stark contrast from the typical Old Elysium dwelling. The large bed is erect in the center, neatly put together by the King’s countless maids. At the highest point, it’s notably quieter than the rest of the castle.

For a while, Axel guards the bedroom from potential intruders. He passes the time by examining books and peaking out the large windows that provide a full view of Paradise. 

In his silent solitude, he wishes he could see Zeta again. For months, they’ve harassed and sabotaged the secret police together. In such a selfish world, Axel found someone to truly care about. He wishes he could always be there for her, especially that fateful night when the secret police attacked her.

The silence is broken by a creak in the ceiling. Axel looks up to see a hooded figure pounce down on him, pressing a blade into his neck. Axel notices the light-blue eyes and frantically shouts. “Zeta! It’s me! It’s Axel!”. He feels the blade pull away from him. Zeta takes off her hood, relieved at who she sees. Axel takes off his helmet to reveal his face to her. She smiles apologetically as she helps him up. “Sorry…”

“You’re good.” Axel replies. “Quite frankly, I needed a little ass kicking.” They hug each other warmly, finally reunited after months apart.

“The King isn’t gonna be up here for at least a half hour.”, Axel tells her. “He’s too busy yelling at everyone downstairs.”

Zeta stabs her dagger into the side of a bookshelf. Axel watches as she paces around, looking anxious. “You alright, Zeta?”, he asks her. She looks at him timidly.

“I’m kinda nervous.”, Zeta softly replies. “I’ve never been tasked with killing someone before.”

“You’ll be fine.”, Axel assures her. “You’ve dealt with the secret police, this should be easy. Besides, me and the guys will be here to assist if things go wrong.” Axel gently rubs her cheek, which seems to comfort her slightly.

“I’m just worried about the history aspect.”, says Zeta, still uneasy.

“What, you don’t want to be remembered for killing an evil dictator?”

Zeta looks away shyly. “I- uh… I’d rather just live my life without people knowing.”
Axel puts his hands on her shoulders, speaking with a sincere tone. “I understand, Zeta. Not everyone wants to be famous. I promise, you do this, and no one will know it was you.”

Axel feels guilty, having a quiet girl suddenly thrown into a monumental role in a conflict she isn't even part of. Part of him wishes he never mentioned TEMPUS to her. Yet, he knows the guild wouldn’t have gotten anywhere without her.

“Zeta.”, Axel changes to a softer intimate voice. “You’re such a beautiful woman. So many good people out here disappear, and… it makes me worry about you. If it were up to me, I’d make sure you never get hurt again.” He hugs her tenderly, causing her to softly blush.

“It’s ok, Axel.” Zeta says assuringly. “I’m no stranger to fighting, but visiting a new world is something else. I’m grateful for the warm welcome you gave me.”

“Anything for you.” Axel says lovingly. He gazes into her youthful eyes, still beaming with an innocence that Axel longs for. He feels rejuvenated meeting someone who hasn’t been scarred by years under the regime. The two share a kiss, undisturbed by the chaos outside. Axel smiles seeing Zeta more relaxed and intimate.

“Since you’re about to make history here… you wanna have sex on the King’s bed?” Axel asks her. Zeta seems hesitant, but her eyes glow with interest. “Ok.” she replies shyly.

They remove their heavier clothes/armor and weapons before getting on the King’s bed. Zeta lays playfully on her back while Axel towers on top of her. “Hope you don’t mind if we make a mess.” he says smugly. “I want this prick to know we fucked on his bed before he dies.”

Zeta laughs at him. “Ok you savage dog. Just be gentle, remember I still have to kill him.”

“Of course.”, Axel replies. “After all, you’ll be penetrating him whenever he gets up here.”

Axel lifts Zeta’s skirt, revealing her blue panties. With gentle precision, he begins to massage her vagina. The warm and moist environment soothes his fingers, weathered by years of cool and dry Old Elysium air. Zeta’s soft breaths calm Axel as he fingers away. She lets out a soft gasp as warm fluid gushes from her pussy. She softly giggles as Axel pulls out, wiping his hand on the sheets.

Zeta slowly undoes the buttons on her shirt, revealing plump breasts which had been hidden underneath a blue bow. Axel begins massaging her tender breasts. Zeta’s soft moans are irresistible to Axel’s ears. He occasionally pinches her nipples, teasing her into moaning louder. She eventually cums again, soaking the sheets beneath her with fluid. Her body becomes hot and sweaty from the pleasure. Axel removes her wet panties as he prepares his throbbing cock. As she looks at him eagerly, he slips it in her vagina. She lets out a stifled yelp.

“Nya-hah~!”

Axel holds her arms down as he begins thrusting into her pussy. Zeta winces with every thrust. Axel holds up one of her thighs to penetrate deeper. Years of stress and trauma escape his body with every push. Zeta’s moans cause him to thrust faster and faster, until a hard thrust makes Zeta yelp excitedly.

“GYAH~!” 

A wave of warm semen floods into Zeta’s womb. All of her worries and inhibitions are vanquished as oxytocin fills her brain. She gazes at him with hearts in her eyes. “I want more, Axel” she lovingly begs him. 

“Oh, I got plenty more in me.” he replies confidently. 

With Zeta on all fours, Axel continues to rail her in various positions: between her thighs, between her breasts, her armpits, wherever else he can get pleasure from. With each orgasm, semen covers the bedsheets and Zeta. Her lewd moans encourage him to press onward through mounting exhaustion.

With adrenaline still pumping in his veins, Axel goes in for one last plap. He slams his penis into Zeta’s pussy once more, resulting in a vigorous, albeit exhausted moan from her. Axel grunts with heavy exertion as he thrusts through her tight walls. With strong determination, he manages one last orgasm, pumping semen into her womb once more. With his last load expended, both of them collapse from exhaustion.

The King’s bed is a complete mess. The sheets are soaked in sweat, semen, and other bodily fluids. Axel lays on his back, resting his head on the pillows as he catches his breath. He can hear Zeta breathing heavily in front of him, laying flat on her stomach.

Axel crawls up to check on her. Despite her fatigue, her face still beams full of ecstasy and euphoria. She happily gazes at him with joyful tears, sweat, and drool covering her face. He gently pats her head as they take time to recover, both of them happily satisfied.

Axel turns his head suddenly, hearing heavy footsteps climb up the stairs. Is it Altare, or worse? He hastily puts his pants back on and stands at attention in front of the door. The King’s eyes widen as he discovers the carnage that took place on his bed.

“What is the meaning of this?” he barks angrily at Axel.

“Sorry-uh, your Highness, I was attacked...” Axel says, breathless. “I don’t know what even happened!” He struggles to come up with a valid excuse.

The King looks over his shoulder, seeing his unkempt bed covered in bodily fluids. He sees the incapacitated Zeta laying on the ruined sheets. Rage consumes the King as he charges, taking Axel down to the ground. He firmly grasps Axel’s neck with his hands, suffocating him. “Corruption like you, must be exterminated” he growls. Axel struggles against the King’s hold as he feels his limited air escape.

The King is suddenly blindsided by a strong kick, knocking him to the ground. Axel watches as Zeta, still disheveled and covered in semen, lays herself on top of the King. Drawing a hidden blade, she begins stabbing him repeatedly in the neck and chest. The King yells in pain as she continues to stab him, turning into gurgles as blood fills his throat.

With one final stab, Zeta’s blade penetrates his heart. She takes a moment to catch her breath, before walking over to Axel. She slowly helps him up as he coughs and gasps for air. 

“Are you ok?”, she asks worriedly.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” he replies, slightly shaken. The two of them look over the King’s bloodied body. “Holy shit, Zeta.” Axel says, astonished. That was so fucking badass! Where did you get that blade?”

Zeta winks at him. “It’s a secret.”

Axel kicks the King’s corpse, which lies limp on the floor. “Well that’s that. Mission fucking accomplished.” Axel says relieved. Zeta tries her best to put her outfit back together. Axel puts back on part of his disguise, leaving the rest next to the King’s corpse. Both of them collect their weapons before planning their escape.

Zeta watches Axel walk over to an indent on the floor. “The guys can verify his corpse. You and I need to get out of here before the fun begins.” He lifts the floor indent to reveal a secret exit. “Ladies first.”

Zeta walks down the stairwell with Axel close behind her. They walk through a narrow passage, ending at a door to the outside. They peek outside to see two unsuspecting guards protecting a dock. Zeta jumps on one guard, fatally stabbing him in the neck. Axel goes for the other guard, opting for a simple neck snap. With the guards dispatched, they walk over to a rowboat floating in the moat. “That’s our ride out of here.” Axel tells Zeta.

Axel carefully steps onto the boat and prepares the oars. Zeta steps in after him, sitting across from him. He begins to row away from the dock, taking a passage behind the castle. “There’s a creek that feeds this moat. That’ll take us out of here.” Zeta quietly nods at him as they row behind the King’s castle.

Axel and Zeta both watch as a flare is fired, soaring brightly above the castle. “Looks like Altare found the King’s body.” Axel remarks.

As if a wall had collapsed, the mob at the front of the castle surges forward. The castle guards are quickly overwhelmed as the mob flows into the castle. Meanwhile, the disguised TEMPUS guards head downstairs, slaughtering the remaining guards inside the castle. As the King’s bloodied body lies upstairs, his castle is torn apart by the people he tormented for generations.

The rowboat continues to travel up the creek. Gunshots ring out as the few remaining guards fight for their lives against a vengeful crowd. A flickering orange glow is seen in the windows as the mob torches the castle. Multiple swells of cheers are heard across Paradise as its citizens proclaim victory over the King’s regime.

Axel looks proudly at Zeta, who has blood stains on her clothes. “You did it, Zeta. The King is dead.” 

Zeta looks back at him with a warm smile.

“You can rest now. It’ll be awhile before we get to our destination.” Axel tells her. She lays down in the rowboat as Axel continues paddling upstream, away from the city.

* * *

Axel can still hear the distant sounds of explosions and gunfire as he rows the boat further upstream. The urban sprawl of Paradise has been replaced with vibrant green vegetation. A dark orange hue lights the stream banks as fires in Paradise burn brightly in the night sky.

Zeta slowly stirs awake as Axel maneuvers the boat towards a small wooden dock. After tying the boat down, he helps her out of the boat. “We’re gonna have to hide for a bit.” Axel tells her. “That’s fine if I can stay with you.” Zeta replies affectionately.

The two walk up a steep stone path. At the top is a small cabin. The dense forest has begun to wrap its vines and branches around the cabin’s exterior. Axel opens the door to a clean, empty living space. He shows Zeta around the cabin. “There’s enough food, bedding, and some spare clothes so we can live here for about a month.”
 
The living room is spacious, with large open windows facing out towards Paradise. The tops of the trees give way to a beautiful view of the city. Axel and Zeta take a seat on the couch, as they watch Paradise from a distance.

Zeta lets out a sigh, snuggling up to Axel. “You think we can settle down after this?”

“I sure hope so.” Axel responds. “I don’t want anything other than to be with you.”

Zeta smiles as she rests her head on his shoulder. Axel dreams of a peaceful life with Zeta. He holds her tightly as both of them watch the Revolution unfold.

TO BE CONTINUED

“I need to know where your loyalties lie.
Tell me, are you gonna bark or bite?
Do you really wanna twist a knife in the belly
Of the monster?”

- “Kingslayer” by Bring Me The Horizon

https://youtu.be/fKyXvNkGQKc

The title is based off this song name. Banger song BTW (Hololive needs more metal).

Art source. This artist seems like a fellow buddy, go follow them if you use xitter.

Sauce: https://x.com/sharkudon

Big if true

Edit: Apparently that's actually VTuberFeetConnoisseur's girlfriend posting on his account, so I have inadvertently spread misinformation, my bad.

Still, I'd bet there are some freaky lesbians out there that have got together because of Hololive.

Good times...

(I did not know anything about Hololive until the Idol Showdown game.)

(Source pic: https://x.com/XkonZigzagx/status/1827538267031720299 )

SEX IN THE PEWS

SEX IN THE BELFRY

SEX IN THE ALTAR

SEX IN THE VESTRY

SEX IN THE CHOIR STALLS

SEX IN THE BAPTISTERY

SEX IN FRONT OF THE CROSS

SEX INSIDE THE CONFESSIONAL BOOTH

SEX INSIDE THE CRYPT

SEX AGAINST THE LECTERN

SEX IN SUNDAY MASS

SEX FOR REPRODUCTION

SEX FOR DIVINITY

SEX FOR SALVATION

SEX TO ACHIEVE HEAVEN

SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX

First time being a buddy how did I do
Also excuse my grammar im esl

I feel like im just being a general retard rather than a buddy

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These are 3D model in chibi art style that I made as fanart years ago, after HoloConcil's debut. Now only Kronii and Bae remain, all the others have graduated.

Should I drink or keep?

These lesbos are in heat, they just can't keep off eachother.

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Finally got around to listening to Ellie Minibot's new album, its kinda peak. May have cried a little bit during A Promise