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(I am no the author just the poster)
Chrono Trigger Story
* = Magus's thoughts
Magus stood by the window and gazed out into the night sky. The moon had
never appeared
so large to him before, and he stood and marveled at it's sheer size.
*Must be the fact that we're floating above the clouds*, he thought to
himself. It had
been a week since he had appeared in the year 12,000 B.C. He had passed
himself off as a prophet
in order to get closer to Lavos so that he could finally settle the grudge
he had had for so
long. The beast would pay for taking away everything that mattered to him,
everything that he
had so dearly loved. Being from the future, he seemed to be filling the
boots of an oracle
rather well. He had already amazed the residents of Zeal with his seemingly
uncanny ability to
prophesy the future with unbelievable accuracy. He had even gained the
respect of Queen Zeal
herself, as she quickly made him her grand visieur, much to Dalton's dismay.
Magus smiled as he once again went over his plan in his head. The time for
the Ocean
Palace's completion was drawing near, and soon he would have vengeance upon
the entity that
plagued his existence, the beast that haunted his dreams every night. Yes,
soon Lavos would be no
more than a memory for him. His plan how seemed flawless to him, and he was
satisfied with the way things had turned out recently.
"Lavos", he said to himself, "I hope you know what you're in for." He
chuckled a dark laugh, and decided to turn in for the night. Positioning
himself against the wall in the empty corner of the room, he draped his cape
around himself and closed his eyes. He had become accustomed to sleeping
while standing up, so that he could react quickly in case he was ever
attacked while he slept.
He was just about to doze off when he heard a knock on the door.
*Damn servants*, he thought. *Don't they know it's the middle of the
night? Oh well, they'll go away if I just ignore them.*
The knocking continued, bringing Magus to the conclusion that it wasn't the
servants. He reluctantly unfurled his cape and walked to the door.
*They must have a lot of balls, waking me up when I'm trying to sleep.
I'll just give them the cold shoulder so they'll leave.*
He turned the handle and opened the door. A young, blue-haired girl stood
behind it. She had obviously been crying, for he noticed the red, moist
spots around her eyes.
"Schala, what a pleasant surprise. Do come in."
Schala came in to the room and sat down on one of the chairs in the corner.
Her head hung low in shame as if she had done something terribly wrong.
Magus pulled up a chair and sat across from her, looking into her sorrow
ridden face.
"You don't look so good", he said. "What seems to be the problem?"
"It's the black wind, prophet. I can feel it blowing against me, trying to
push me down with all it's might."
Magus nodded. He too knew about the black wind, all too well. She had
been the one to tell him about it, back when they lived in the same time
period. He was very young then, and he didn't quite understand what she was
talking about at that time. But as he grew, he came to realize just what
the black wind was and what it represented. The black wind was the feeling
of pity and self-remorse that came over you when you know something bad was
about to happen. It caused you to believe that somehow you were completely
responsible for what was happening. He had felt the black wind several
times in his life. He loathed that feeling, and he felt assured that it
would disappear from his life forever once he had defeated Lavos.
"Why don't you talk to your mother about it?" he said, indirectly trying to
get her out of his room. He may have loved his sister, but that didn't
change the fact that he was tired.
"Mother doesn't listen to me anymore," she said as she kept her head low.
"All she is concerned about is the Ocean Palace's construction. It's almost
as if Janus and I aren't important to her anymore." She looked up at him
with sad eyes for a brief moment, then dropped her head even lower. He
could tell that she was fighting back the tears.
Magus leaned forward and took her hand in his. He knew the pain that she
was going through, for he had felt it himself so long ago. She was the only
person he had ever shown compassion to, and he felt very proud of the fact
that there was someone on earth who he loved.
"I just don't feel loved anymore," Schala continued. With that, she
stopped fighting her losing battle against tears and broke down and sobbed.
He got up from his chair and hugged her. She laid her head down on his
shoulder and cried until her eyes hurt. He felt sorry for Schala. He loved
her so much that he almost cried himself. He hated to see her like this.
"There now," he said with a compassion that he had never talked to anyone
with. He loosened his embrace on her and lifted her head up to eye level
with him. He gazed into her gorgeous dark-blue eyes as he said, "You're a
beautiful woman, Schala. Any man who wouldn't love you is a fool who does
not deserve to live."
He could see some of the luster return to her eyes. He kissed her gently
on her forehead and then stood up to reclaim his spot in the corner.
"Prophet, wait!" He turned around to see her advancing towards him. As
she edged closer and closer to him, he became a little nervous.
*She wouldn't,* he thought to himself.
Schala suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and
kissed him passionately on the lips.
*Yep. She would.*
Releasing her grip, she looked up into his eyes and asked, "What is your
name, prophet?"
*I can't tell her my name! It'll blow my cover! But if I don't tell her
something, she'll get sad again, and that's the last thing I want to happen.
Why does she wanna know, anyway?*
"Why do you ask?" replied Magus.
"Because I want to know the name of the man I'm in love with."
*Uh-oh. Maybe I went a little too far with that advice I gave her. Now
I'll have to fall back on it. I know. I'll tell her my other name.*
"My name's Magus," the wizard replied.
"Oh, Magus," she said in a sultry voice. "Kiss me."
*Damn, now she's getting hot for me! Pretty soon she's gonna want me in
her, and I can't screw my sister! But I don't want to see her cry again.
Oh well, I guess I have no choice.*
Magus lifted her head up and returned her kiss, slowly inserting his tongue
into her mouth. She made a soft sound of joy as their tongues slowly
caressed each other.
*This isn't that bad. It's just a kiss, after all. It's not like we're
going to second base or anything.*
Suddenly, Schala slowly broke free from their embrace, and stood facing
Magus with sultry eyes. She reached behind her and pulled the band from her
hair, which fell down to the backs of her ankles. She approached him and
reached behind his back, un-fastening his cape and letting it fall to the
ground. She started to breathe heavy breaths as she rubbed her hands across
his well defined chest. She kissed him once more, then pulled his shirt up
over his head, revealing his thin, but well built figure.
Magus started getting concerned as she laid her head against his chest and
covered him with kisses. He may have looked like he was enjoying it on the
outside, but inside he was slapping himself.
*Magus, you dolt! I knew I shouldn't have kissed her. Now she wants me
inside her. I don't think I could bring myself to do her even if I wanted
to. True, I've done a lot of strange things in my life, but incest has
never been on my "to do" list. I've gotta break this off right now!*
He was just about to tell her off, when she lifted her gown over her head,
exposing her large, full breasts. Magus couldn't help but get aroused as he
looked at her. He began to feel a slight tightening in his pants. Luckily,
he still had on his cod piece, so she didn't notice his massive erection.
"Schala, I uh..." said the wizard as he struggled for the right words.
"Yes, Magus, what is it?"
"Schala, you're, uh, you're, you're...."
Magus tried to think of the right words to say to Schala so that she would
leave, but he kept getting distracted by her beautiful tits. Finally, he
lost control over his thoughts and blurted out the first words that came
into his head.
"Schala, you're a fox!"
Schala giggled as Magus mentally slapped himself. That comment was going
to press her on even further, and he shuttered at the thoughts of what she
might do to him. Shuttered? More like fantasized.
"Thank you," she said, appreciating the compliment. "You're not so bad
yourself." With that she grabbed his hand and put it to her breast.
*What am I doing? Am I trying to get screwed? She may be a fox, but she's
also my flesh and blood! I can't do this! I just can't do this! I... I...
I... I like titties.*
Magus gently started to rub his hand up and down Schala's breast, causing
the girl to moan softly with pleasure. He then put his mouth to her tit and
started to suckle her nipple, rubbing it with his tongue and gently nibbling
it with his teeth. Her moans amplified, and she started to breathe even
heavier as the wizard did his work. She had very sensitive skin, and
whenever his tongue made a pass, she could feel it between her legs. It
felt so good that she clenched her hands to his shoulders and called out his
name. This prompted him to bite down on her even harder, not so much to
hurt her, but just enough to make her squeal.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, as if on cue, she stuffed her hands down into his
pants and gripped his firm penis, giving it a nice squeeze. The combination
of pain and pleasure sent ripples through Magus' body, causing him to growl
in delight. Schala removed his mouth from her nipple and bent down in front
of him.
"What do we have here?" she said in a very naughty tone of voice as she
eyed his ever bulging cod piece. Magus watched in half fascination, half
horror as she unbuckled his cup and slowly pulled down his pants, giving her
a good look at his eight-inch manhood.
*This can't be good.*
Schala softly ran her finger across his fully extended unit, making him
shiver slightly as she gently scratched him with her fingernail. She began
to kiss his head and play with his balls, as he looked on with concerned
eyes. He tried to remain as emotionless as possible, so as not to make her
think that he was enjoying this. He still struggled with his thoughts as he
tried to think of the best way to break her off.
*Okay, okay, just stay calm. I can handle this. I can... OOHHHH!!*
Magus looked down to see Schala bobbing her head back and forth, taking his
entire wang into her mouth. He tried his best to stay stoic, but eventually
gave in to the pleasure he was experiencing, releasing several soft,
low-pitched grunts. He felt ashamed that he was actually enjoying getting
blown by his sister, but whenever he tried to tell her to stop, he felt
another wave of pleasure flow through his body.
"Oh, Schala. Don't stop. Uhh..." was all he managed to say as the girl
continued giving him head.
*What am I saying? That's just gonna make her give me more. I.. I...
Oooh, I feel weird. I'm gonna.. explode..*
Before long, Magus could not take it any longer and, tilting his head back,
let out a sharp growl as he came into Schala's mouth. She greedily lapped
up as much of his seed as she could, leaving him dry as a bone.
Magus struggled to catch his breath. "Thank you... Schala..." he said
between breaths. "That... was...good."
"The best is yet to come," she said as she stood up and pulled down her
undergarments, revealing her fully naked body.
Magus looked at her with longing eyes. She was the most beautiful creature
he had ever laid eyes on. Her long blue hair fell all the way down to her
ankles. Her face was that of an angel, her eyes as deep and blue as
sapphires. She had a perfect hourglass figure, her skin was as soft as a
rose petal. Her thick, full breasts seemed to point outwards, as if they
were held there by some mysterious force. He looked down and noticed her
vulva. Blue pubes! The girl had blue pubic hair, which seemed to
accentuate her sensuality rather than diminish it. Staring at her beautiful
body, Magus felt himself slowly start to get hard again. They stood in
silence for what seemed like an eternity, admiring each other's bodies.
It was Schala who broke the silence. "Magus, please pleasure me." With
that she approached him and clung to his chest.
*Oh well, you've gotten yourself this far, might as well give her what she
wants and get this over with.*
He picked her up and carried her to the bed, kissing her on the neck as
they went. He softly laid her down and took his position between her legs.
*I can't believe I'm doing this.*
Using his thumb and index finger, he pried open her pussy lips, and slipped
his tongue inside her. She moaned in ecstasy as he licked her insides with
short, quick strokes. As he continued to eat her out, her vulva started to
expand, giving him a lot more room to play with. He no longer needed his
fingers, so he placed his hands on her thighs and gently caressed them as he
did his job.
Suddenly, Schala squealed and bit her lip as she started to suck in deep
breaths through her teeth. Magus stopped momentarily and looked inside her.
He smiled, realizing that he had found her clitoris.
*All right. This is what I've been looking for. I need to make her cum as
quickly as possible so that I can put and end to this. What should I do?
Ahh, I know!*
Pushing his face as far between her legs as it could go, Magus opened his
mouth, placed her clit between his sharp, vampiric canines, and ever so
slightly, so as not to hurt her, bit down. Her response was nothing short
of plutonic. She screamed out loudly, squeezing her breasts as tight as she
could, to where they looked as if they were going to pop.
"OH MAGUS!!!" she cried. "Do that again!"
Magus happily agreed, sinking his teeth into her again, a little bit harder
than before. Once again she squealed in glee, and he knew the inevitable was
just around the corner. He bit down on her one last time, almost piercing
the skin of her clit with his sharp teeth. The girl could take no more, and
she called out his name at the top of her lungs before her whole body tensed
and she felt her juices flow out of her. Her cum splashed against Magus'
face as her body made an almost complete arch. She emitted several loud
moans before her orgasm finally went down, leaving her entire body
trembling.
Magus wiped the fluid off his face and licked it off his fingers. It was
sweet and salty, and was actually quite tasty considering the fact that it
was from another human being.
*I feel dirty. Well, at least it's over.*
Once Schala had regained her composure, she looked deep into Magus' eyes,
and he knew just what she was after.
*Oh no! No, no, no, NO! I refuse! This has gone far enough! Now it's
time to break this off, right here, right now!*
"Schala, I don't think we should do this," he said, trying to talk her out
of it. "If your mother finds out, she'll have us both executed."
"Mother would never let me die," she responded. "The Mammon Machine won't
work without me. Besides, we might never have this chance again."
She then sat up and embraced him, whispering softly into his ear, "Please
Magus. I love you."
Magus knew what he had to do. He pushed all of his thoughts out of his
head and concentrated on Schala. He was going to hate himself afterwards,
but for now he was so engulfed in passion for her that he didn't care. He
no longer looked upon her as a sister, but as a lover. He let out a deep
sigh, and relaxed.
*Oh well, if I'm gonna do it, I might as well enjoy it.*
Magus gently entered her, pushing himself in as far as he could. He
suddenly hit a wall, a boundary, and he realized that she was still a
virgin. She had been waiting for the right man, and it touched his heart to
think of himself as the one she always wanted. He gave Schala a look that
asked, "Shall I?" and she responded with a nod of approval. Slowly, gently,
he pressed against her hymen, until he felt it break under the pressure that
he was exerting. Schala screamed in pain as tears began to flow down her
face. Magus held her close to him, running his fingers through her hair as
she cried.
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
"Ooooh, it hurts, it HURTS!"
"I'm sorry, Schala. Perhaps we should stop."
"No, no, I'll be fine. Please go on."
He very gently started to swing his hips, pushing himself deep inside her
with every thrust. She started to grind against him in slow, soft
movements, until they reached a rhythm that they both seemed to enjoy. Both
lovers trembled as the joy they were giving to each other pulsed throughout
their bodies.
After a while, Magus looked into Schala's eyes and in a low, soft voice
asked, "do you enjoy this, my love?"
"Ooooh, yes. Faster, do me faster."
Magus laid her down on her back and grabbed her hips. He increased his
tempo by twice what he had started out at. She shrieked as she felt him
move in and out of her, gripping tightly to the bed for support. She
started to moan as Magus thrusted himself inside her, sending a wave of pure
pleasure through her body with every stroke.
"Oh Magus," she said as she gasped for breath. "Faster! FASTER!! UHH!!"
*Damn, woman! Are you trying to kill me? I am going fast. Uhhhh....*
Magus started to grunt heavily as he screwed her as fast as he could. Both
lovers took turns breathing in deep and exhaling loud moans, filling the
room with sounds of ecstasy. Their moans amplified as they both got closer
and closer to orgasm. They continued for several more minutes, until Schala
had had all she could take.
"OH MAGUS! YES! YES! YES! UH... UHHHH..UUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"
She closed her eyes and arched her body back as far as she could, and with
a scream of ecstasy, went full force into her climax. Magus could feel her
juices running down his leg, and when her muscles clamped down tight on his
wang, he lost full control of his own body.
"Schala... oh Schala.... Err...ERR. ERRRRUGH.....AUUUUUUGH!!!!!!"
Magus started to buck wildly as he too climaxed, pumping her full with his
semen. He let out a roar as he felt himself spasm under the ferociousness
of his own orgasm. It almost seemed as if it would never end, and if he had
anything to do with it, it wouldn't have.
When he finally stopped ejaculating, he felt his muscles strain as he
struggled to hold himself up. He collapsed on top of Schala, who greeted
him with passionate kisses, which he happily returned. His entire body felt
tired, having been ravaged by the orgasm that he had just experienced. She,
on the other hand, seemed to be perfectly fine, as she held his weary head
to her chest.
"Oh Magus," she said, "that was wonderful. Thank you."
"Heh...the best...I've ever...had.." he said panting, still trying to catch
his breath.
There was truth in his words, as he reflected about his days as a warlock
living in the year 600 A.D. He had been with many women, mostly hostages,
but few if any ever gave him their consent, and none had ever brought him to
a climax such as she had. He held her close and gazed into her eyes,
wishing the moment would never end.
"Let's go to sleep, as one body in each other's arms," she suggested.
How he longed to do so, but alas, there was just too much danger involved.
"No, Schala," he said with a tone of concern in his voice. "If anyone
comes in her tomorrow morning and finds you with me, it'll be the end of us
both. You had better go back to your room and get some sleep. You have a
big day ahead of you tomorrow."
"I guess you're right," she said, understanding yet feeling let down all
the same. She reluctantly pulled his now soft penis out of her, and stood
up, scoping out the room for her clothes.
Luckily, she didn't wear much in the first place, so getting dressed was
just a simple matter of putting her panties back on and draping her dress
over her shoulders. As she opened the door and walked out, she looked back
at him and said, "thank you, Magus. From now on I'll have nothing but good
dreams." She smiled one last time as she closed the door and walked back to
her room.
Magus started to get up to put his own clothes on, but then decided to
sleep in the bed instead of the corner for once. As he pulled the covers
over himself, he smiled as he sank into a nice, cozy feeling. He had
forgotten how good a bed felt, and he was completely secure underneath his
blanket. He looked out at the moon once more, and his thoughts came back to
him.
*Well, I hope you're pleased. You just did the nasty with your sister.
Hell, you did her good, too. Now she's gonna want it EVERY night!*
Magus smiled once last time before he closed his eyes.
*Well, next time, I won't feel so bad about it.*
He turned onto his side, and went soundly to sleep.
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Magus, also known as Janus, loved only his sister Schala, and no one else.
When he was teleported to the time period 600 A.D. after Lavos had destroyed
his kingdom, he thought of nothing else but getting rid of Lavos and finding
Schala. He was willing to do anything to save her. Anything. I just
wanted to prove that.
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