"These Hearthstones, their presence means the demense they were built on still exists and no one else claimed them."<br/><br/>The Queen picked up the Gem of Perfect Mobility "Do not be fooled by how I take the essence of hell within me and bring forth exceptional manses. The place in creation that this came from is a miracle of the highest order. Wars spanning generations have been fought for less than this. When all is assimilated within me nothing like that will ever happen again. May our will be done."<br/><br/>The Broken Winged Crane felt like an old friend in The Queen's arms. That was an interesting feeling as it was not a kind book. The feelings were intense enough to rile Brigid from her slumber. The Queen angrily threw the book to the ground and looked at Andras with a piercing gaze. "The Yozi are the original sorcerers of course I have a copy. It's a scholarly interest! The Solar Deliberative are corrupt and self serving. Do you remember them calling me The Burden of the Sun? I was always great. I was the most genius inventor of the war but I made my marvels for others. It was my creations doing the work, the wielders were just the muscle I needed for it. Sol Invictus knew what he was doing when he chose me."<br/><br/>Then she turned to Prince of Gods. "Did he know what he was doing when he chose you? His greatest of blessings, the kingship of creation given to you so you can be the slave of a slave inside a prison? What shit creation has become since I've been gone! Even so I can still fix it. Or I could if I wasn't pulled inside out."<br/><br/>The Queen, or more accurately Brigid looked at her mating drones with lustful disdain. Her eyes lingered on Andras. "I don't fault myself for doing what I must to keep you with me, but seeing what you've become is agaony. We freed the world from these overgrown fair folk and now you're just going to watch as I become one? Your Queen will never take creation!  She is warped and a bent mirror can't ever reflect the truth. In my brief moments of sanity I realize how pathetic it is to fret about who is Queen of Hell when creation is circling the drain. I can save it, I can take Chairoscuro. The gods are loyal to The Solars."<br/><br/>The Queen grew quiet and breathed slowly before saying calmly. "The gods can be assimilated. I am The Hive." She had lost control for a minute. Memories triggered old emotions but The Queen had them under control.<br/><br/>The Queen bent down to pick The Broken Winged Crane. She gently touched its cover as if apologizing. "Wolf Spider, have Hellwhore bathe you, oil you and massage your stiff muscles. Have the men you brought watch. Your food and theirs will be delivered. I am already making it. This book and I have much to discuss but there are a lot of plans for that dick hanging between your legs as well."<br/><br/>The Queen kissed Andras and playfully slaped the head of his errect dick making it Bob side to side for a moment. Then she grabbed Prince of God's overworked cock and led him to where she would begin to peruse her book. He was a nice toy to occupy her hands and body with while her mind focused on other things.<br/><br/>The Queen initially thought to just peruse The Broken Winged Crane in small segments. What she found quickly spiraled into obsession. She isolated herself and forbid Ozymandias from from comming near her. No one except Andras was allowed to get close to her and even then it was usually to bring her something and then go away.<br/><br/>Once she was floating in the air by her telekinetic power, eyed closed but for the first time in days she spoke. "Your are of me, bound to me. You are a useful tool that will not contaminate my delicate work. We see so much we were wrong about. Yet what could a simple beast like yourself understand of what we are doing?<br/><br/>The Queen's telekinetic force grabbed and groped Andras's pectoral muscles. It was a forceful, angry, and posessive. It seemed she might tear the skin in her lustful greed. "We want these bigger, Andras. Permanently bigger!"<br/><br/>Then her psychic force grabbed the wolf's buttox just as roughly. She spread his cheeks, smacked them, all like she was starved for his body and needed to establish ownership. "This too. Rock hard as expected but enhanced, bigger to show you exist for us to breed in every capacity.  When you leave herr you will go to Demaj and be milked by your brother providing Dragonblood materials. Sleep in our bed using Demaj's genitals as a pillow. I want them to be like old friends to you when you kill them. Finally ensure that dick has plenty of tricks for the Colosseum. There will be a double celebration and you must impress everything in Malfeas with that meat to honor me. So speaks The Queen. You are dismissed." . Often The Queen worded her orders to Andras in a loving tone but not this time. She had a lust in her voice but she spoke stern and direct with orders that would be obeyed without question. She never even opened her eyes.<br/><br/>After many days of isolated meditation and study the Hivemind itself began to resonate with feedback, static, unidentifiable voices and other glitches and phenomena. Strands were being cut, strengthened, unwoven or remapped. There was a slight haze of confusion as The Queen was not actively guiding anyone. There were no little mental urges that guided the hivelings or extra euphoric feelings when obeying ones ordained purpose. Andras or Ozymandias could take up a leadership position if they wished.<br/><br/>Viridian and Crimson lost some of their bravado. They seemed scared and asked to sleep with Andras. Though once in bed with him they would perk up and happily mock Demaj's "worthless" dick and balls. Their own junk was splayed on Andras as they rested, frequently hard and dripping but the raw sexuality of the situation was more incidental, no romantic, like anything between Andras and Ozymandias. Andras's sons were horny young men and men were defined by their bodies. Naturally their dicks and balls were a perfect common interest.<br/><br/>The Omen and The Brother were ecstatic on the other hand. Their beautiful terrifying voices pierced through the castle with great promises of things to come. They held daily sermons and invited Ozymandias to preach with them. Their work soothed the Queen shaped void in everyone's life but couldn't truley fill it. Their reassurance was welcome though no one in The Hive would gave doubted their Queen. It was practically impossible the way they had been pruned on assimilation.<br/><br/>Upon learning their brothers were sleeping with their fathers The Omen and The Brother became critical. They chastised the two mating drones and the red haired twins. They claimed Ozymandias was not acting or being treated like an equal father compared to Andras.<br/><br/>They touched Andras's phallus with reverence, reminding him it needed to be a killer that was entertaining. If Andras was acting as dominant force in The Hive they kindly made a suggestion to help both fathers and both red haired twins bond. If Andras had let them act more as leaders they demanded it but either way the idea was the same.  All four pairs of testicles had to be affixed with a vice and crushed.<br/><br/>The men could unify from their exalted pain to the jewels they carried for The Queen. It was suggested they  take them off three times a day to ensure great circulation but otherwise leave them on and greet their Queen with the devices on when she emerges. Andras was in charge of fastening the vices and choosing how crushing they would be.<br/><br/>It was a few nights later that their Queen emerged from the shadows in the bedroom as if she had always been there. She chose her bedroom to keep things to just her favourites. Her mating drones, both sets of twins, Demaj there so his junk could be Andras's pillow, and Six Grains of Pomegranate likly inside Andras's cock. Hellwhore slept in The Queen's bedroom too though on a different bed.<br/><br/>The Queen was radiant with power and terrible purpose. Her presence was in The Hivemind again, stronger than ever. The spoke to the males through it, urging them to worship her, love her, and report their progress. All she communicated with was a single feeling but it got the point across.<br/><br/>OOC<br/><br/>I got a bit fatigued at the end so I didn't write exactly what The Omen and the Brother said. Do respond to it in some way.<br/><br/>The Queen uses 10 exp to evolve the first Devil Tiger charm. That would only take 6 days by standard rules but we can say between creating her identity and studying The Queen spent two weeks in isolation.<br/><br/>The manifestation of Brigid was from triggering her "Proving herself worthy of exaltation" intimacy. The Queen spent a willpower to suppress it but I thought it more interesting to have her be overtaken for a moment rather than just treating it as spend one willpower and nothing happens. This brings her to 2 out of three willpower spent before that intimacy can no longer trouble her.