Chapter Text
Some time has passed since the Fine incident and the fall of the moon. FIS was disbanded, and the young women who supported the ambition of the maniac who turned out to be Dr. Ver were arrested and reintegrated into society under the supervision of S.O.N.G. and the Japanese government. Just a few hours ago, the body of Professor Nastassja Sergeyevna Tolstaya was recovered after her sacrifice in the last incident (which resulted in the partial destruction of a natural monument).
Humanity has been at peace ever since, but a certain person is about to change that…
(Post-concert in London)
The night is cold and damp. The auditorium still echoes with the applause that has just faded. Maria Cadenzavna Eve and Tsubasa Kazanari walk backstage after their wonderful performance, exhausted but radiant. Sweat glistened on their silky skin, trickling down to their décolletages. They walked, catching their breath, smiling and proud of each other's performance.
Suddenly, the wind shifted unnaturally. A figure appeared, floating in the air: a strange woman in a green dress. The dress was very peculiar, with too many slits revealing her body, her skin irrationally pale, and she carried a sword shaped… even more peculiar… She smiled at them maliciously.
"Diva… Samurai… You may call me Phara Suyuf" Phara whispered menacingly, as they stared at her in disbelief.
"My Meister is a busy person, but she wants to put you through a series of tests, and the first one begins now…"
Before they could react, Phara drew her sword and, with a diagonal slash, a gust of wind was created and fired at them. They both managed to evade the attack, but the force pushed them in opposite directions. Maria quickly gets up and watches Tsubasa signal with her hands. Tsubasa will escape to retrieve her Symphogear, while Maria sets out to distract Phara. Both agree with Tsubasa's quick plan.
Maria exposes herself to Phara while Tsubasa sneaks off in the opposite direction, but Maria notices that the gust of wind Phara unleashed created a strange pink miasma. Unsure of its potential effects, Maria slowly backs away as Phara walks toward her, swaying her hips menacingly. Phara stops a few steps away, the pink miasma clinging to her back, and again swings her sword, this time pointing it at Maria.
But upon closer inspection, she realizes the sword looks like… huh… a horse's penis… the bouncing motion typical of phallic organs is what most arouses Maria's suspicions, making her wonder what kind of sick joke is playing out and if Tsubasa planned it, considering how quickly he planned to escape and leave her with this… person…?
There's no time to think about what's happening. Phara smiles maliciously again and, after brandishing her weapon, unleashes two gusts of wind at Maria. Although she easily dodges the first, the second twists at the last second and veers toward the floor, exploding inches from Maria's rear. Her dress rips into strips, leaving her voluptuous breasts and thighs exposed to the cold air.
Falling to the floor, Maria tries to compose herself, getting to her feet. But her nipples harden instantly from the change in temperature and the adrenaline. She just stares in shock, a slight blush on her face, realizing she has nowhere to escape from the wind that surrounds her in all directions. Maria tries to cover herself as best she can, though it's difficult to hide so much mature femininity.
"An obvious result. We have to see the effect. It will have a direct impact" Phara says as she continues approaching Maria. Suddenly, she begins a sprint and swings her weapon one last time. Phara's attack hits her squarely, leaving her no chance to dodge. But the wind doesn't cut her skin; instead, it caresses her violently and erotically. It's as if the hot gusts, licking her nipples, slip between her legs, heating her groin.
Maria moans, her knees trembling, falling onto the cold floor as the effect of the wind makes her arch her back.
Phara laughs, circling Maria and positioning herself behind her.
"What a beautiful voice you have when you squirm with pleasure, Diva."
It was almost as if that wind had stimulated every sensitive spot Maria possessed. Her already exhausted body began to sweat more profusely, her breathing deep, and what remained of her previous clothing began to show a small dark spot that started to spread as adult fluids began to seep through…
Phara holds her weapon with one hand on the hilt and with the other, she squeezes the "blade" with great force, clearly deforming its shape. She begins an up-and-down motion that steadily increases in speed. A few seconds later, from the hole at the end of the weapon (where the horse's urethra would anatomically be located), a pink miasma, even more intense than the one surrounding them, begins to emanate.
Pointing at Maria, the strange wind is scattered over her, overwhelming her nipples with an intense sucking sensation, like invisible mouths. Maria, now on her knees, presses her hands to her breasts, fully erecting her nipples and causing a strange pink milk to begin dripping from them, staining what remains of her torn dress on the floor.
Phara approaches Maria from behind, now in a trance, panting and sweating more than usual. Phara kneels behind Maria and extends her hands. With her left hand, she squeezes Maria's left buttock, plunging her hand into her defenseless rear. Maria writhes and gets down on all fours, beginning to stain the floor with her sexual fluids that aggressively seep through her underwear. Phara, still smiling, begins to align her weapon against Maria's vaginal opening, starting to remove her wet panties…
Imyuteus Ame no Habakiri Tron.
Tsubasa, furious, dispels the miasma that envelops them with a simple movement of the Ame no Habakiri, freeing Maria from the trance she was in.
"Let her go!"
Phara backs away, dodging Tsubasa's slashes, but not before leaving Maria gasping on the ground, legs spread, lasciviously displaying her dripping, throbbing vagina. A parting gift from her unexpected visit, a gift which Tsubasa regards with unease for a second, but after reacting quickly, Tsubasa charges at Phara. As she unleashes her slash, Phara vanishes in a swirl of pink wind, laughing.
"Don't worry, there are still many more trials you'll have to face, hahaha!" she says with a loud echo, as if she were stalking them from a distant corner…
(Meanwhile, Japan)
Elsewhere in Japan, a small young woman escapes from another strange woman, very similar to the one we saw in London.
A series of explosions follows a hooded young woman as she flees, protecting a box she carries clumsily in her arms. The woman wears somewhat more masculine attire, but her femininity is still evident. She brandishes what appears to be a pile of coins in her hand, which she then throws with great force, creating explosions behind the little girl.
Killer Ichaival Tron.
But descending from the sky and leaping from a helicopter, Yukine Chris appears, unleashing a barrage of gunfire and missiles at the woman chasing the little girl. A cloud of explosion erupts, but it quickly dissipates as more coins are thrown at Chris. Taking cover behind a small hill in a park, Chris keeps watch while questioning the little girl.
"That thing is chasing you, and it's clearly not human. You must have something very valuable with you—" Chris stopped to examine the young woman's clothing. It was hard not to stare when you realized she was wearing only a hooded robe, open in the front, barely covering her flat chest, and just small black panties with a peculiar bulge protruding…
"What the hell… erm, never mind, what the heck is that anyway?!" she says, bewildered by the whole situation.
"Leiur Darāhim, she's an Autoscorer, a machine, her purpose is…"—"MOVE ASIDE!!!" Chris interrupts and grabs her abruptly. An explosion occurs where they were standing a second ago.
"Tsk… hey, huh, I think I should have asked your name first," Chris says, making sure the young woman is alright.
"Elf…nein…" Elfnein said with what little strength she had left. "Hey, say it with more enthusiasm," Chris said as she got up to counterattack Leiur.
"Fufufu, what a cute kitty… So, do you like gambling?"
Chris tried to turn around, but Leiur threw several coins at her point-blank. Instead of passing through Chris's body, they stuck to her curvaceous figure, two on her large breasts and one in her crotch.
"?!?!" Chris panicked, but as soon as she realized nothing was wrong, she looked up and gave Leiur a smug smile.
"I'd bet it'll keep you on your feet for… 30 seconds…" The coins began to vibrate at a high frequency, and the sudden stimulation made Chris freeze, biting his lip to stifle a groan, but his knees trembled with surprise.
"Damn it… ugh…!" Chris tried to fire his Billion Maiden, but his hand was shaking violently.
Although she was already familiar with this type of stimulation, the regrettable change she'd experienced in her life since then made her easily succumb to Leiur's trick. Chris dropped her weapon and fell to her knees, stifling her moans. Leiur turned his back to approach Elfnein, but Chris quickly and firmly pressed down on Leiur's leg as he slowly rose.
"W-we're not finished with this..." Chris said, looking at Leiur with a determined expression.
Leiur was surprised, but quickly reacted with a laugh. To ensure Chris didn't get up again, he raised his fist and extended it toward Chris. Opening his palm, he blew a burst of pink powder forcefully into Chris's face.
Chris falls to her knees again and begins to hyperventilate. What Leiur threw at her had a devastating effect, as she slowly began to involuntarily masturbate, her fingers brushing against her lower lips while the coins sucked on her nipples and vibrated against her clitoris, letting her vaginal fluids slowly trickle down her thighs.
"You've had your fun. Now we're going back, Elfnein. Your mission isn't complete yet," Leiur says in a dry, authoritative tone.
"N-No!" Elfnein retorts. "I can't let Carol complete her mission..."
Leiur, with a disappointed expression, approaches Chris, extends her hand over her, and clenches her fist tightly. A strange pink fluid begins to ooze from it, and when it falls on the Gear, it begins to dissolve like a snail covered in salt.
"Come with me; or SHE will be the first victim of our plan..." she says in a threatening tone.
Elfnein froze, unsure how to react to a direct threat that placed a third party in the middle of the situation…
Leiur tightened her fist even further, and more of the fluid began to spurt out, spurting onto Chris as his Gear crumbled to nothing more than small strips of what it once was. Meanwhile, Chris remained in a trance and seemed to be getting worse. She began touching herself more intensely and wore an expression that suggested she actually enjoyed it, smiling awkwardly as she gasped more heavily.
On her knees, she had an orgasm in the middle of the park on a cold night, shaking off the forced pleasure this stranger had given her. "Ngggghhh!!!" She shrugged and pulled away completely, panting as sweat trickled down her half-naked body to the ground.
…
"Last warning." Leiur raised her fist one last time, but before she could do anything.
Various Shul Shagana Tron. / Zeios Igalima Raizen Tron.
Pink saw blades and green leaves were hurled at full speed at Leiur, who deflected them all with her coins and recoiled as both girls aggressively approached the area.
"Don't touch Yukine-san! Dess~!" Leiur fled, giving Elfnein one last threatening look; it was obvious what she meant.
"This won't change anything."
(Not far from here)
Hibiki finishes helping evacuate civilians from the area. The explosions earlier have left devastation in the city, and it might take weeks to repair…
Moving away from the rescue vehicles, she walks around a bit to make sure there are no more civilians trapped, but instead, strange sounds begin to be audible. Confused, she looks in several directions, at a bridge over the highway where she is standing.
A young girl, her skirt hiked up, legs spread, strange tentacles thrusting in and out of her vagina and anus, pounding inside her and making a loud, wet sound as her juices of pure lust lubricate the elongated members filling both holes. Moaning loudly, her eyes glistening, she looks down with an expression of unparalleled bliss.
Hibiki doesn't understand what she's looking at. She's not sure if it's the destruction of the city that makes her look so happy, or if it's the strange appendages doing something to her… something she can't quite describe…
"Hey… um! Are you… okay? What are those things…?"
The young woman laughs, her voice hoarse with pleasure.
"Okay? This is the best feeling in the world! And that's why the world needs to feel what I feel. Come… join me!"
Similar to Leiur, she releases a gust of pink wind from her fist. Hibiki inhaled them involuntarily, her body instantly heating up. Her nipples hardened, and she felt a throbbing in her groin. Her clitoris swelled in response, and she fell to her knees, one hand sliding down to her thighs. Overwhelmed, she tried to calm herself and think of what to do, but whatever that girl had done had left her completely stunned.
The girl floats slowly downward, approaching with a measured pace. The tentacles begin to retract from inside her, releasing a thick, whitish fluid tinged with pink from both orifices. The girl writhes and lets out moans of pleasure as the fluid continues to flow. Meanwhile, the tentacles extend and caress Hibiki's face, leaving a light trail of vaginal fluid and the whitish fluid staining her perfect, flushed cheeks.
"Come with me… and you won't suffer for even a minute in this insignificant existence…"
The seductive power of the girl's words triggers something in Hibiki. Her hand reaches out, and her blank gaze meets the vulgar expression of the stranger…
"Kuh- No!"
Hibiki shoos away the tentacles with her arms, her now enraged face fixed on the girl.
She smiles and lets out a loud laugh, beginning to float again, drifting off into the horizon.
"Then I hope you're ready for when I transform this Hell into my personal Heaven, where no one will suffer after the first time. We'll see each other soon… my favorite miracle…"
Herein lies the question that will gnaw at Hibiki for the rest of this journey: Is this young woman telling the truth? Is her purpose truly world peace? What else could she be referring to? Hibiki questions this solely because of that strange wind that enveloped her. If her goal isn't to destroy anything or anyone, then could what she says be true? Only the future and her own determination will hold the key…
End of Episode 1