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Neo sat on his throne when the notification flared to life in front of his eyes.

Kill the rogue dragon king who is destroying the forest near her. His breath is setting fire to the trees. At this rate the whole forest will burn.

Failure: your death plus everyone’s death and the death of the whole forest.

Rewards: ability to grow trees and vines from underground.

Time remaining: 4 hours.

The map marked the dragon’s location in bright red. Neo rose at once and ran. His boots hammered the ground. Muscles in his thick legs flexed with every stride. Broad shoulders rolled under his armor as he pushed harder, cutting through the trees.

He reached the clearing and stopped. His eyes widened. The dragon was mountain-sized. Its body blocked out half the sky. Fangs longer than towers jutted from its jaws. One full breath from that mouth could swallow a whole town.

Fire already raced behind the beast, eating the forest in greedy orange waves. Neo reached for a hydro mana block. His hand came up empty. Nothing. He had none left.

Shouting rose from the distance. He squinted. An army of the dragon tribe stood in ranks, hauling huge water buckets and dumping them on the flames. Steam hissed up in thick white clouds.

Neo sprinted to the nearest patrol. "What’s happening?"

The soldier barely glanced at him. "Order from the Queen. This is a massive dragon that broke its seal. We plan to seal it again."

Neo nodded. "Where is the Queen right now?"

The dragon pointed up the hill to a big royal tent. Neo headed straight for it. Inside, the Queen gave him the order without ceremony: kill the dragon.

He left the tent at a run. The dragon’s long tail swept across the ground like a living wall. Neo jumped, landed hard on the scales, and kept running. His heavy legs drove him upward along the spine until he reached the center of the broad back. He lifted his spear, poured pyro mana into the tip until it glowed white-hot, and drove it down with everything he had. The impact cracked the air in a sharp shockwave.

The dragon did not flinch. It did not even slow. Neo squinted. A black horn sat fixed on the top of the beast’s head.

He walked closer. The description floated into view: This horn belongs to the Devil of Night.

Neo went silent. A demon was behind this. He reached for the horn. The dragon’s roar exploded, shaking the ground under his boots. A massive arm swept toward his head. Neo threw himself sideways, barely clear. Dark Monarch mode snapped open around him. Shadows wrapped his frame. He grabbed the horn again.

His heart hammered once. The world flipped. He stood in a dark room with no light, no walls he could see. A black devil walked toward him. No eyes. No mouth. Only a voice that scraped across the air.

"My name is the Devil of the Night. By grabbing one of my horns you accept my trial."

The four walls fell outward and vanished. The black devil kept walking. "You will fight me now."

Neo nodded. The devil crouched. Dark energy pulsed out of its body. Black armor formed around it, thick plates studded with massive horns. It lunged. Neo met it in Dark Monarch mode. Their swords crashed together in a burst of sparks and shadow.

They traded blows hard and fast. Neo burned through ten mana stones and forced his star level to 4. He triggered the Mark of the Red Devil. Power flooded his arms and legs. His strength jumped to match a level 6 fighter. Every strike landed heavier. Every block held firmer.

He finally drove his blade through the black devil’s chest. The thing staggered and spoke, voice still flat. "This was just a puppet. It does not hold a fraction of my power—"

Neo cut the words short. "I don’t want to hear the words of a loser." He finished the kill. The space around him shattered. The horn on the real dragon vanished.

Neo turned back to the mountain-sized beast and kept attacking. Spear, fists, shadows—he hammered every weak point he could reach. Wounds piled up across the scales. After long minutes the dragon’s movements slowed, then stopped.

A new notification rang clear.

Quest complete. Rewards awaiting in inventory.

Neo jumped clear and ran for the Queen’s tent. He pushed inside. She was alone. Dark red skin caught the low light. She grinned when she saw him.

"I already took care of the dragon," Neo said.

The Queen nodded, eyes bright. "My scouts already told me. I suppose my hero came to claim his princess."

Neo grinned and pulled his pants open. "Fuck the princess. I like Queen milfs more. You."

Her eyes lit with a fiery look. She smiled. "Good."

She walked toward him, hips rolling, dark red body moving with easy power. Full breasts swayed. The soft curve of her stomach led down to the thick flare of her hips. Neo reached behind her, both hands sinking into the heavy cheeks of her dark red ass. He parted them and stared. Her tight asshole winked, the folded ring of muscle clenching once under his gaze.

He rose up, pressed the thick head of his cock against that dark entrance, and pushed. Slow. Steady. The head popped inside. Heat clamped around him at once. He held still. Her body pulled at him on its own, sucking more length deeper until half his cock sat buried in her ass. The Queen’s eyes squeezed shut. Her mouth opened in a perfect O. A sharp sound escaped her—half pain, half shock.

Neo gripped her ass cheeks harder and pushed farther. Inch by inch. Her breathing changed, growing short and rough. He felt every tight ripple of her inner walls drag along his shaft. When he held her waist and lifted her clean off the ground she gasped. He carried her to the chair, sat down hard, and settled her on top of him.

Neo groaned as she shifted her weight. More of his cock slid deeper into her ass until his balls pressed flush against the soft heat of her cheeks.

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