<div class="floatright">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/566896805904777217/648070034824101888/d3da4e5fca42b72282785c719bc8ccff.png)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Hazeel almost punched the servant that poked him on the shoulder, activating his fight or flight reflex as the defensive man knew that he was here for... less than legal reasons. He had just raped two of the entertainment idols in Goddess Vivi's Palace, and left them as mothers for good measure. Not only were they in the way, but they also seemed like they wanted some massive black cock to plug up their holes and make them mothers. So, he did so, and he had a feeling that if he didn't mindbreak those sluts, they would be back later in the future to make his mission harder. He was still here for his wife, to break this dream and come back to her, but it seemed that goal was being moved further and further away from him, no matter how many cunts he bred.<br/><br/>Hazeel followed this man anyway, having no trouble with the twists and turns, unless he were to turn around and try to make his way out of the Palace. Maybe that was the point? He walked into Vivi's room and then over to a very ornate couch. He stood behind it, placing his darkened hands on the material so that he could watch this Goddess... his new opponent no doubt. "Is that not what this place is meant for?" Hazeel asked, smiling as he flicked his eyes down to observe Vivi's cleavage. All of these Goddesses didn't know how to cover themselves at all. Their breasts were always hanging out, beckoning him to touch them. "I've been having my fun, and powers more stronger than either of us wanted me to be here. Do you intend to get rid of me, like the others?" Hazeel asked. Azalea, Irelia, and others. They always wanted to get rid of him, or use him for their own devices. He might as well as her intentions to begin with, to avoid being lied to like last time.</span>