Femdom Island - Chapter 222 Free Man

On a fateful day, as the sun cast its golden rays upon the land, an eerie stillness settled over the sky. People whispered in hushed tones, sensing that something foreboding was on the horizon. The sky grew ominously dark as if the sun itself was being swallowed by an unseen force.

“What’s happening?” Leona, who was feeling chills on her spine just by seeing the creepy atmosphere questioned with her mind telling her to run and hide, as soon as she can.

Nobody knew what happening. The whole sky became dark with no light, and for a moment, the people actually started feeling the true fear of the darkness.

Yes, darkness is scary, but not sensing anything, and complete darkness without any light from the stars or moon felt even more creepy, as none of them were able to see what was happening.

Meanwhile, inside the barrier Leviathan x Phoenix chimera kept looking at Nikol, holding their head in pain trying to resist the intrusive thoughts they got just by seeing him.

*Sigh

“Problem after problem, I’m done with this, when are you going to leave me alone? When am I going to be free? I wish I remained a mortal so I can feel the freedom I felt before all this power,” Nikol muttered while Tisha came and in the darkness, she hugged him without even saying anything.

They didn’t need words.

All of them felt the sadness and frustration that Nikol felt.

The feeling of some unknown threat destroying everything was a scary feeling for even the all-mighty Nikol since he knew there are some beings that has the ability to do that.

No longer burdened solely by his own thoughts, Nikol straightened his posture and looked into the distance, where the unknown threat awaited. Determination filled his eyes as he vowed to protect what he held dear and ensure that their freedom would be reclaimed.

In the face of adversity, their unity forged a bond that transcended their individual powers.

“Light! we need sunlight!” Alva said and Nikol also looked at the sky then the body of Jormungand that disappeared leaving no marks, whether he was truly dead or not.

“It might be because of the death of Jormungand, wait, I will make it right,” Nikol said and squatted like he was trying to jump, and he really did jump but instead of gravity pulling him down, like a fearless dragon with the speed that cannot be even compared to the speed of an arrow, he started to ascend to the sky.

“Hmmm~ this looks like a smoke build-up of primal energy, I can remove this,” Nikol thought and started warming up before he does his almighty blow.

His piercing dark purple eyes gleamed with determination, and his long hair and the shiny lines billowed behind him. With a solemn expression, he raised his hands, drawing upon the power within him.

“Stay back,” Nikol warned, his voice resonating with a hint of authority. “I shall attempt to dispel the darkness that plagues our path.”

Even though he was up in the sky, the sound managed to reach the others as he amplified his voice, so they will hear everything.

His companions watched with bated breath, their eyes fixed on Nikol as he closed his eyes, deep in concentration. A soft glow emanated from his palms and body lines, growing brighter with each passing moment. The air crackled with energy as he summoned his energy.

A surge of power surged through Nikol’s veins, and with an indomitable will, he exhaled forcefully. His breath transformed into a torrent of swirling wind, a tempest of his own creation. It roared through the night, parting the heavy clouds that cloaked the sky.

As the wind howled, the darkness recoiled, unveiling the celestial tapestry above. A sliver of light pierced the gloom, casting an ethereal glow across the landscape. The moon, hidden for so long, emerged from its shadowy prison, reclaiming its rightful place in the night sky.

Gasps of awe escaped the lips of the astonished girls.

“Incredible!”

Nikol’s chest heaved with exertion, his face etched with weariness. However, a small smile played upon his lips, and his eyes shone with quiet satisfaction and he soon landed as soon as he did his part. “We must press on,” he declared, his voice filled with resolve. “The path before us will be hard, but I will be there no matter what,”

Nikol quickly went and held Leviathan and Phoenix chimera without even hesitating and tore both of them out of the disgusting meats.

Both of them were naked, but that was the least concern of Nikol right now.

“Usha, make sure, you prepare a good prison room with space in it, I can’t let them go again, If I use my energy for a whole week, I might be able o create a barrier that can hold these two,” Nikol ordered and carried both of them, but he didn’t forget to leave a mark in the place where Jormungand died.

The sun began to rise over the vast queendom as an air of chaos filled the streets. Fear and uncertainty had gripped the hearts of its citizens, until a figure emerged on the horizon, striding confidently towards the capital city. It was none other than Nikol, the valiant lover and husband of the countless woman, who had faced countless dangers in his quest to protect the realm.

As word of his return spread like wildfire, hope blossomed in the hearts of the queendom’s inhabitants. People gathered along the streets, anxiously awaiting his arrival, their eyes searching for a glimpse of the heroic figure they revered.

And then, amidst the throngs of people, Nikol appeared. His body was battered and scarred, bearing witness to the battles he had fought, but his determined gaze remained unyielding. The sight of him ignited a wave of relief that washed over the queendom like a soothing balm.

There were countless cheers and love confessions from the women, but in the middle of all this Nikol found something rather annoying.

As he approached them, a cacophony of cries filled the air. The sheer number of children was overwhelming, and Nikol couldn’t help but find their chorus of tears mildly annoying. Yet, despite the noise, he found solace in their presence. These cries were from his own blood, a testament to his responsibilities as a father.

Kneeling down, Nikol gathered his children into his strong arms. The tears that streamed down their faces mixed with his own emotions, forming a bond between them that transcended words.

“I have returned,” Nikol whispered, his voice laced with both weariness and unwavering love. “Fear not, for I shall protect our queendom and keep you safe.”

The children’s cries gradually subsided, replaced by sniffles and hiccuping breaths. They clung to their father, finding solace in his embrace.

“We missed you, Saviour,” spoke a young girl, her voice filled with longing. “We were so scared that you might disappear again.”

Nikol smiled, brushing away a tear from the girl’s cheek. “I promise you, I shall always return to you. You need not fear, for I am here to shield you from harm.”

The women exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of relief and adoration. At that moment, they understood the depth of their saviour’s devotion and the sacrifices he made to ensure their safety.

The queendom may be in chaos, but with Nikol’s return, hope is rekindled in the hearts of its people. They knew that as long as he stood by their side, they could weather any storm that came their way.

“And also, don’t call me saviour, all of you are my family, so treat me the same and use my name, or you can call me, anything you want as long as it doesn’t treat me like a stranger,” It felt refreshing to have a free mind, at least for a few minutes.

“After all, from now, I’m never going to leave this place,”

Tisha and the other girls clearly found something different about current Nikol. It might be the tense atmosphere he had, but it completely disappeared and Nikol looked a lot more free and happy and then he suddenly announced something rather big.

“Tisha,” he spoke, his voice filled with conviction, “we must gather the representatives of all races in this land. It is time for a council—a meeting that will pave the way for a new era of cooperation and harmony. We should start from now and build the relationships, I don’t want to see my blood killing each other over simple things like race,”

Nikol paused for a minute and continued.

“And also ask them to bring their children, just in case,”

Tisha nodded, recognizing the weight of Nikol’s words. “I understand, Nikol. We shall send invitations to the leaders of each race, urging them to attend this important gathering. But may I inquire, why specifically request that they bring their own child?”

Nikol’s eyes shimmered with purpose as he explained, “Children embody innocence, hope, and the potential for a better future. By inviting them alongside their leaders, we create an environment that nurtures empathy and understanding. It will remind all parties of the responsibility we bear to safeguard the world for generations to come.”

Tisha nodded in agreement. “An inspired idea. I shall make the necessary arrangements and emphasize the significance of their attendance with their children.”

With preparations set in motion, the messengers were dispatched to every corner of the land, carrying the news of the council. Word spread like wildfire, igniting curiosity, intrigue, and hope among the races.

Some wanted to convert Nikol in their favour and they saw this as a chance.

Some genuinely wanted to change their places and move into the place, where Nikol is staying.

Various people had various goals, but before that, they all knew, this might not be a simple council, as it is the first time all the races got together so they can discuss about their common interests.