The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

Chapter 280: Giza.

"Awaken; the son of Darkness does not give in to defeat; you merely suffered a setback, my Lord," A silkily seductive voice scratched at his consciousness, gently ushering him from his rest where he found himself in the warm embrace of a woman he had never seen before.

Trying to get up he, found that her fingers that were locked on his neck were unmovable, so with a deep sigh, Umbra relaxed his shoulders again and spread his arms laying as he had been before, from his position, his cheek was rested on her abdomen just below her breasts while she laid on her back and breathed slowly.

The two of them were in a small room as black as the darkest black with a single candle highlighting the bed they laid on and the wooden furniture decorating the limited space. "You saved me?" Umbra asked, staring at the candle; at the singular flame steadily burning before him with not even the slightest breeze disturbing it.

"I did no such thing, my Lord, you saved yourself." She responded, pulling her fingers apart and resting her hand against the back of his head, combing through his tall hair with her nails.

"When you were beseeched by the light, you sought me; you sought the darkness, and I responded to your call, Umbra; child of the shadows," She let go of him and slid from beneath him with such ease she seemed to become ink as he was gently placed on the bed. "Arise, face me."

"I don't know who you think you are, but..." Umbra sat up immediately summoning his cursed sword, but was met with a finger across his lips, in just a single motion the fight escaped him and he was left speechless as the form before him smiled and ran her fingers down his chin, leaving a red mark as her nails irritated and nearly broke his flesh.

"My Lord, do not turn your blade at me, I am your ally; I am your only ally," She smiled, though her touch was warm; her skin was pale and ghastly, her eyes had no pupil or irises and her lips were dark and purple resembling poison and embodying toxicity. "I was happy when you chose this path, never before has anyone managed to reach out to me so strongly...

There was one in the past who stood at my doorsteps, but he shied away from my beautiful darkness and instead decided to walk the grey and accept the filthy hand of light," She furrowed her brows as a tear of black rolled down her cheek.

With all the attributes of a corpse and death she still managed to be the most beautiful creature he had ever seen; she carried a beauty comparable to that of Ikaris herself, and her very presence invited his sexual attention as he swallowed and took her hand from his chin holding on to her finger and staring as though he was in a trance.

"Walk the grey... took the hand of light, is it who I think it is?" He asked, and she smiled and retreated another pace from him on the bed like a cloud of smoke, hugging herself as more tears of darkness fell from her, she was barely clothed, with black tendrils from the roof tethering fabric together like strands of hair that left almost nothing to the imagination.

"Are you talking about Sol Vestic?" He asked, and she nodded and shrunk from his touch when he boldly approached and placed his hand on her cheek wiping her tears away.

"What is he?" Umbra asked. "I thought we were the same, but if you hadn't taken me away in that final moment I would have been killed by him in a single strike; I thought I'd amassed so much power but he managed to overwhelmingly best me within a single move," Umbra stared at her. "You know what he is, right?"

"Sol Vestic is the progenitor of change and the beacon of light that exists across the Grand Collective, he does not know it yet but he is the ambassador of his race; the Godslayer race, and the Vatui race that Ikaris belongs to, he is the tether which holds their species together he is destined to do great things, he is my enemy, for so long I wandered the endlessness alone praying for someone to free me, and yet, when he finally appeared before me he rejected my suffering and chose The Beginning, he allied with The Grey; he cast me aside and fell to the seduction of Light!" She covered her face with her hands and lowered her head, how much more can I endure, how long will it be before you too find the light and abandon me, Umbra?" She asked and he shook his head and drew closer to her once more.

"He did the same to me, left me to suffer alone forever, but I escaped that fate... He may be destined for greatness, but so am I," He looked at her and opened his arms wide. "I won't run away from you; I am Umbra, child of darkness, remember?" He stared at her void of anything even closely resembling a smile. "What is your name?"

"I have none; I have no name, neither do I have any form, the me before you has manifested in accordance to your desires, here, I have existed in nothingness since genesis, I am what you want me to be," She answered sobering up and crawling towards him, resting her head against his chest and curling in his lap as he locked his arms around her. "What... would you name me, my Lord?" She asked.

"Giza," Umbra replied, caressing her hair. "I will call you Giza, I will be the king of darkness, and I will make you my queen; as I am he who dwells in the dark, you will be my weapon; you will be my armour, my shield, and my blade.

I will use your power, you will be the ultimate weapon against all who dwell within Sol Vestic's light, just us, Umbra and Giza, we'll destroy everything the light touches, and then we will destroy the light itself."

"Give me everything, Giza; give me your all, and together we'll end The Beginning."

"Of course," Giza'a eyes narrowed to slits as she held on to Umbra and smiled wickedly, revealing sharp fangs beneath her beautiful smile, she reached around his waist and undid the binds of his pants as his hands slowly began exploring the curves of her body, dragging along her pale skin and exposing more of her as his fingers brushed the darkness away.

"Of course, my power is yours; my knowledge is yours, my body is yours, I will grant your every desire, your every wish is mine to fulfil, my Lord."

"Set me upon the world of light and I will destroy it all in your name, my King."

***

"I felt a chill just now," Sol stopped running causing Dina who was hot on his tail to bump into him and the two of them to fall to the ground while Arla made a show of doing the same and falling over them, followed by Ikaris.

"Goodness me, that was chaotic, are you all alright?" Sara asked with Talia cradled in her grasp, leaning over them as they lay there laughing. "Master Vestic, what happened?"

"It's funny, I had an ominous feeling for a moment that sent shivers down my spine," He answered and watched their smiles slowly fade as they stared at him.

"Was it some kind of premonition?" Ikaris asked.

"Let's not think about it today, we're taking some time off, remember?" Sol shook his head and wiggled his finger before her, standing and holding out his hands as they all held on to him and he pulled them to their feet. "Alpha's on watch, if something happens she's gonna be the first to tell me, since she hasn't shown up it means whatever it was can wait."

"Very well," Arla brushed herself off and smiled at the people who had stopped what they were doing to observe them. "Shall we go again?" She asked, and Sol looked at Dina with an accusing smile and then poked her forehead along with Arla's and Ikaris's.

"You're all IT," he chuckled spinning out of Dina's grab and avoiding her head before leaping away from Ikaris and Arla causing them to burst out laughing as he fanned his face with a taunting expression.

"Come on, do you expect to catch me like that? I could sleep and still get away!" He chuckled and then ducked beneath Ikaris's sudden pounce and rolled out of Dina's grasp, springing to his feet and leaping clean over Arla's head.

"Whoa!" An observing kid bumped his brother. "Extreme tag!"

"Hm!" Sol raised a brow when he saw the three exchange glances; he could tell they were cooking something up privately using their connection to secretly plot. So with a lot of fanfare he spun and started goofily running while the three gave him serious glances and started chasing after him again.

It wasn't long before the people in the park made way as the four played their game, they took to the sides and started recording what bit of it their phones could catch as Sol and his girls continued to defy physics with every new tactic they used to try and catch him with Dina taking to the skies, Arla used ice magic and Ikaris had white flames boosting her speed and leaving traces of flowers with every step she took, but they soon found out why a fight with Sol made no sense; he was unrealistically reflexive, nothing they did seemed to work.

At the end of the day Sol remained the resigning champion after they gave up in the evening.

"That was strange, even though I used only enough mana to freeze a house at best I am winded!" Arla panted as they all sat beneath the first tree they had a picnic under.

"Master wasn't playing fair," Dina complained.

"According to the rules of the game it was the three of you who were playing unfairly," Keele chuckled accepting the meal from Sara and taking a bite with another laugh when Dina and Arla turned to her. Read new adventures at mvl

"It is like trying to catch a feather in a tornado," Ikaris pouted, wiping a trickle of sweat from her forehead and putting her handkerchief away. "But yes, even though we hold so much power he still made us work up an appetite with a bout that was restrained to the confines of a single park.

"What can I say; I'm amazing~" Sol placed Talia to sit upright before him and made a little flame on his finger watching her make "pa" sounds and praising her as she grabbed and manipulated it into an incoherent shape that quickly whizzed out of existence.

"If only every day could end like this..." Arla sighed. It was at her request that Sol had taken a break, and although they hadn't spent the day cuddled or in an intense round of sexual activities, she had a strange feeling of completion.

"Someday, they will," Sol looked around the table at her while Ikaris made more flames for Talia to play with.

"Someday soon, they're all going to vanish, and we'll be able to travel as we please and just have a banger of a time without any threats lingering over our heads; not having to stay within the confines of my collective."