For Albedo, it was akin to going out of her comfort zone. Coming in contact with those disgusting lesser beings, having their blood and sweat smear her body and dress. She felt beyond repulsed.
'E-Everything is for Nazarick' She told herself over and over... unable to feel compassion. Soon she earned the respect and appreciation of those in the moonlight mist who were rather confused at her behaviour.
She was strict, she was organised... she wanted to help... but it also looked as if she wasn't very keen on approaching them. This behaviour made her close to the innocent kids but distant from the knowledgeable adults.
For her to be roaming around unrestrained, they believed she was another one of their lord's women. However, when asked, Albedo would harrumph in disgust and leave. Not agreeing, not denying.
She had a plan, and she was sure she was heading onto the right path.
'I can't count with Shaltear... I can't count on Solution... all I can do is follow what I intend to do'.
What was supposed to be two hours of waiting translated into a whole day in which she couldn't see Ray at all. At no time did he leave his tent, understandably so... as dozens and dozens of what Zariel called 'highly critical' patients were rushed into the tent.
"Why does he have to attend them directly? As a God, shouldn't he have a high-ranked spell capable of healing all injuries?" She asked Zariel at some point with a tone of ridicule, as if implying that he wasn't really that strong for a God.
Zariel held no contempt with her tone, he had already been told not to take anything she said seriously.
"My lord is not 'healing' them... he's straight out bringing them back from the dead. Those who head into the tent? They're corpses... those bodies' souls are decaying, or they have already lost them. Even for a God, bringing back people from the dead is not simple"
"... b-back from the dead, that means he could..." She had ideas and discarded them the next instant, reprimanding herself for such stupid thoughts, 'As if I would ask the murderer... to bring the victim back'.
...
It was during this waiting period and while waiting for Zariel and his Starlight Angels to return from another raid that Albedo met a certain lady. It was her first time seeing her, but never had Albedo seen anyone so beautiful in her life. So beautiful that even she got captivated.
Silver unblemished hair that fell down to the mirror world, a countenance as pretty as the world itself. But beauty wasn't all there was, she was sexy too. Humongous breasts, slim waist and butt concealed beneath a regal white dress that concealed long slender legs; they made her look like nothing short of a goddess above everyone. Long ears characteristic of elves and jade white skin.
Albedo looked from the side, comparing herself to that woman and gritting her teeth at the obvious defeat. She asked the kids and was answered.
"That's Galadriel-sama! She's the all-mother! B-But, she usually looks different... her skin is blue and her hair is shorter"
"All-mother?" Albedo squinted her brows. Her gaze and Galadriel's met for a brief moment, she was compelled to evade it.
The woman was quickly surrounded and praised.
"I-Is it you, Galadriel-sama!? Why are you looking like that?".
"Hehe, I just decided that this form would be more efficient to communicate with you. Don't you agree?~"
"Well, certainly... you look more... mortal" a man commented, at least this divine and unreachable aura that always permeated her, had lessened. But he had to gulp and look away... because at the cost of a diminished regal aura, there was a significant amplification of sexiness.
Everyone was shocked at Galadriel's appearance as she led her mermaids and tritons into assisting those ill by taking them into the water and performing some minor healing spells on them. Although they weren't very efficient (especially the mermaids), they were enough to relieve some of Katsuyu's pressure.
"If it hadn't been for you, they wouldn't be this motivated. Sometimes you need a strong hand, right? Sadly, I am not able to speak like that".
Albedo looked at Galadriel, but she didn't know when the woman stood next to her.
"Like Osiris, you are a Goddess too, aren't you?" Albedo inquired, placing Galadriel in a bit of a pinch.
The woman put a finger on her lips in consideration, "What you call 'God' is in reality not something so simple. For example, I am a deity who just recently attained divinity thanks to my husband. And although this divinity and authority now reside within me, I have little to no control over it... So, in name I am a goddess, but not practically".
She put her hand on Albedo's shoulder, the succubus flinched, but she felt pressure loom over her even as Galadriel smiled.
"My husband, however... has surpassed the threshold of what you call a 'God', becoming something much greater and powerful. It is a concept that you mortals can't even handle or comprehend. So, in name he is a God, but not practically".
Albedo felt as if her world was darkening with every word.
"In practicality, he is capable of easily destroying every God in this world. The ones you know, the ones you don't know... the ones that are long dead, the ones that will resurface over time with millions of years of ancestry. The ones you worship, the ones you think are pagan and blasphemous~"
Albedo gulped down a mouthful, hearing the Goddess' whispers as the people went about their business seemingly in slow motion.
"An Overgod is not a trifling matter, Albedo-san. So I suggest whatever you are scheming... that you will put it down, and spend your time in this world enjoying the warmth and happiness that it can provide. Deep inside, my dearest is apologetic to you for what he did to Nazarick... he may not even be able to finish you off when the time comes. But you can rest assured that there are several of us goddesses here who love our dearest immensely. And we will not bat an eye in destroying you until not even an atom remains of your body or a memory of your spirit".
"..." Albedo didn't think this woman, who looked so pure as a true all-mother, could be so scary. Galadriel's gaze was cold... she could be a saint, she could be the all-mother, she could be the wife of the Sun God who represented hope and love.
But she could also detect when a threat loomed around her beloved, and with her eyes she could 'see' the outcome.
She waved her hands and a flower manifested, It was special... this flower was made out of darkness personified. Like the night itself with stars within. It portrayed that she, despite her love and grace, was also someone able to create darkness. A midnight elf.
"Am I understood, Albedo-san?~"
"Yes, I will bear your words in mind".
With such a long-lasting impression. Albedo regarded Galadriel's talk with everyone as the world went back to normal, but her heart didn't stop palpitating like a blue claw was fiercely clenching it. Soon, the brilliance of the Sun began to recede, and the moons gained relevance.
The people retreated to sleep by using the slime as their beds. They were more comfortable than any bed in existence. For them, this was heaven. But for Albedo, the day was not over yet. The raids wouldn't stop just because it was the night... soon, there would be another batch coming.
She looked into the tent where Osiris was supposed to be, and he was gone. There was no one there, and all of his patients had already been treated. He worked hard for the day, but even after he finished, she wasn't called. This irritated her profusely.
From the side of her eye, she saw Galadriel begin walking away after she put some kids to sleep at the shore of the moonlit sea. Albedo frowned and allowed her to walk away, eventually following.
There were no resonating steps. Albedo followed Galadriel with such a massive distance that the woman's silhouette was barely visible in the distance, as if she were about to cross the horizon.
Out of nowhere, the silhouette disappeared.
!!!
Albedo looked around frantically, thinking she had been discovered and the goddess was going to appear before her any second, but that never happened. After some consideration, she continued to walk in that direction.
Soon enough, she felt she crossed what appeared to be an invisible wall, and on the other side of that wall, she saw a building that was hidden from the rest of the world. It was an edification like that she had never seen. It almost looked futuristic. She stopped at the door and held the doorknob with curiosity, and the door opened by itself.
"..."
Once again, Albedo inspected her surroundings, she trusted her instincts... and her instincts weren't telling her that she was being watched.
She entered the house and inspected it until she heard sounds coming from upstairs, moans. Albedo perked up and blushed a bit, they were very muffled and soft, but they were moans. She thought about using a concealing spell on herself... but then thought how foolish that would be, recalling Shaltear's words.
'Someone is watching at all times'
She realised she may have already been exposed, but her presence didn't seem to disturb anyone. The moans and grunts spread, and she blushed; she thought about leaving instead. However, she didn't...
Albedo walked upstairs with slow steps... stopping once every time to think if it was a wise idea. But when she thought about what she had to do... she knew she had no choice. Every moan also compelled her to take one step forward with curiosity. She heard muffled words, so low that she couldn't even hear them properly, much to her anger. She wanted to understand what they were saying. Her innards throbbed, and that upset her deeply. She didn't want to react, but couldn't help herself.
Eventually, she reached the source of the moans and heard voices. The door was open only enough for an eye to peek through as the light from the inside shone into the darkness outside.
Albedo peeked in and gasped.
The first thing she saw was a woman lying on what looked like a bed, a very modern one. She had black wings and a tail that were massive, way bigger than the bed itself. Her body was voluptuous to the point that it didn't lose to Galadriel. But what caught most of her attention were those two big horns on her head, aside from something else.
The aura of that monster was something like what she had never felt before. It was as if she were the darkness itself standing in front. So deep she couldn't even fathom it.
That level of presence only compared to what she felt from Yasaka and Elysir the first time they met at Nazarick.
'There was someone else this strong by his side?!'.
Then her eyes shifted to the edge of the bed where Osiris was sitting, and there she saw it. How his hand had Galadriel's head against his crotch in a way that made her heart palpitate harshly. He was being forceful, and with his other available hand, he cupped a feel of her breasts harshly, deforming them in all their softness.
Galadriel moaned, but her moans were muffled precisely because her mouth was stuffed with something.
"uhmmm uhs!~".
"I don't understand your request... why did you want to see my house, Galadriel? Speak properly, can you?~" Osiris wasn't kind, he finally released her head and a load of saliva and pre-cum released from her mouth, falling on her dress.
Nevertheless, Albedo didn't fail to see the heart eyes in Galadriel's countenance, she looked at him like a maiden totally in love. By her own accord, she approached his phallus and licked it herself.
"I wanted to see my beloved's childhood home" She licked his balls and looked up in his eyes, while doing so, her eyes mistakenly met Albedo's. "I was hoping we could make some lovely memories here~"
!!!
Albedo tried to run, but she found her body stuck in place, unable to move.
'Huh?!'
Only able to move her head, she looked around and found that woman with long black hair looking at her with shining purple slit eyes, the woman shot her a disinterested look before fixing her stare on Osiris and Galadriel once again.
"Baka Ray, hurry up..."
She spread her legs open for him to see, and Albedo saw her in all her wetness; she was ready. But Osiris didn't bat an eye at that seductive sight that would make most men go crazy.
Instead, he pulled Galadriel up and kissed her, then pressed her against the bed and tore her dress.
"Hyan!~"
He knelt and planted his head inside Galadriel's butt, making the goddess howl in pleasure as he devoured her. His forcefulness all entered Albedo's eyes.
"You thought I was going to like this appearance of yours more? You're overthinking, Galadriel".
"I-I don't know- uhm~. b-but you're harder than usual, my dearest~" Galadriel moaned in bliss, shooting Albedo a snikery glance, "Although it may be for a different reason".
Osiris growled. He picked up Galadriel and dumped her on the bed like an object and not the All-mother whom everyone worshipped. He devoured her breasts, spread her legs open and lined up.
From that moment on, Albedo experienced minutes, hours, days... of what she could only call a pleasurable torture. He knew she was there... and he let her watch but not touch.
A succubus at heart was finally being exposed to the true nature of her existence. And from that night on, Albedo was never the same.