Creating A Succubus Army In A Fantasy World!
Chapter 192: Reuniting With The Girls!

Chapter 192: Reuniting With The Girls!

The glow from Creed’s chest reached a crescendo. No longer a pulse, it was a heartbeat gone supernova.

White veins of power branched across his skin like lightning trapped under glass, the entire training hall buzzing with thick, electric tension.

Meredith’s eyes widened as she backed up a few steps, sensing something beyond even her newly advanced level.

Creed stood frozen, arms loose at his sides, breath held like he was about to open a coffin or a miracle.

Then—

BOOM.

A violet portal exploded open in midair with a thunderclap that shook the training hall’s reinforced stone walls.

Wind howled out from it, wild and seductive and sharp as silk whips. Blinding light gushed out in all directions as two silhouettes stepped forth from within the blinding vortex.

Not stumbled. Stepped. With purpose. With grace. With absolute, terrifying poise.

And then, like watching goddesses descend from a dream, he saw them.

His heart stopped.

First came Lilith.

But it wasn’t the same Lilith.

The moment she emerged, the air bent around her. Not with heat or force, but with reverence. She was taller now.

Where she used to stand at 5’9 with her signature swagger, she now towered at an elegant, commanding 6’3, standing a whole inch taller than Creed!

Her presence didn’t just enter the room, it took it over. Her body had shifted subtly, her voluptuous figure somehow becoming even more dangerously seductive.

Her hourglass curves were outright criminal now, and her legs seemed to go on forever beneath her skin-tight obsidian armor that shimmered like midnight soaked in starlight.

Her long purple hair, once flowing down to her waist, now reached all the way to her knees, moving in slow, floating waves like it was underwater, or alive.

But it was her eyes that nailed Creed to the spot; two glowing violet orbs that felt like they could pull you into them and show you your deepest dreams, desires, and fears all at once.

They gleamed with mystery, raw hunger, and intelligence ancient beyond understanding. Just looking into them made his pulse throb in his throat.

Her bat-like purple wings had expanded as well, easily spanning wide enough to block out the training hall’s lights.

They gleamed like dark velvet, with glowing runes laced subtly along the edges. A new energy swirled around her, heavier, more refined. She was no longer just a powerful succubus.

She was a Queen.

An elegant, dominant, radiant Queen who could command armies and shatter kingdoms with a single seductive glance.

Then came Tierra.

And if Lilith was a queen, Tierra was a war angel sculpted by the gods during a particularly inspired fever dream.

She too had grown taller, now standing around 6’1, her long silver hair trailing behind her like a glimmering river of moonlight.

Her once silent, refined aura was now tempered even more by a saint-like calm. She radiated grace, a presence that hummed with purity, intensity, and gentle menace all at once.

Her silver eyes had deepened into a sharpened gaze, like she could see ten moves ahead, through bodies, lies, and battle formations.

Her curves had become dangerously perfect, her soft grey combat dress hugging her figure like it was tailor-made by a divine tailor with questionable ethics.

A faint silver halo-like shimmer hovered behind her, flickering in and out like an unstable mirage, and her entire form glowed with a softness that made even the hyper-advanced training hall feel like it was unworthy ground.

The silence stretched.

Creed said nothing.

He couldn’t.

They were... unreal. Their beauty had stepped beyond mortal comprehension.

Even Meredith in her Stage 2 form who was already stunning enough to start wars blinked slowly and muttered, "Whoa..."

Creed’s throat was dry. His muscles were tense, not out of fear, but pure uncertainty. Because it wasn’t just the changes in their bodies, it was what lay beneath the surface.

He could feel it.

They remembered. Their memories!

He didn’t know how. He didn’t know how much. But he could feel it deep in his bones. This wasn’t just a power-up. This was a resurgence. A rebirth. The aura they gave off didn’t just say "we are stronger."

It screamed "we are back."

He had no idea if that was a good thing or if they were about to change completely from the succubi he knew.

’Should I say something?’ he thought, paralyzed between awe and caution. ’Should I wait? Should I—’

And then Lilith moved.

No, vanished. In a flicker of purple lightning.

She reappeared instantly in front of him, her soft body slamming softly into his, arms wrapping around his neck as she buried her face in the crook of it with a happy, high-pitched squeal.

"CREEEEEEEED~!" she practically moaned in joy. "I MISSED YOU SOOOOO MUCH~!!!"

Creed blinked. "Huh—wha—?"

But then Tierra appeared behind him in a shimmer of moonlight, her arms looping around his waist from behind with practiced elegance.

"Creed," she whispered softly, her breath warm against his ear, "we have been missing you for so long."

And just like that, Creed was officially sandwiched.

He was caught between one curvy, lightning-happy queen of temptation and one glowingly saint-like battle angel pressing softly into his back.

Lilith nuzzled deeper into his neck, her wings wrapping around them like a cape, while Tierra leaned in with a quiet hum of contentment.

His brain short-circuited.

"I... uh... h-hello?"

Meredith watched from the corner with wide eyes, her wing frozen mid-swish. ’Master’s in trouble,’ she whispered like a drama narrator. ’Three waifus. No survivors.’

Creed, still buried in Lilith’s boobs with Tierra’s arms around his abs, sighed helplessly as Lilith giggled and gave him a gentle kiss on the jaw.

For a long, golden moment, he said nothing.

He just stood there, arms wrapped around two of the most stunning beings in existence, his heart pounding like a war drum inside his chest. He didn’t say a word because he couldn’t.

His throat was dry. His eyes were wide. And for once, his sharp, fast-moving brain was struggling to keep up.

They remembered him.

They still cared.

He could feel it, not as a guess or a hunch, but deep in his bones, right where instinct lived. Lilith wasn’t hugging him because he was her summoner.

Tierra wasn’t clinging to his back because he’d upgraded villas or moved up a level.

No, they were here, wrapped around him, beaming, breathing in his scent, holding him like they had no intention of letting go because they remembered him.

Because they were still his girls. His chaotic, deadly, beautiful summons who had followed him into madness before.

A wide, boyish grin cracked across Creed’s face before he could stop it.

He wanted to laugh. He wanted to whoop with joy and start a dance party right there on the training hall floor.

Maybe even do a few backflips and scream something dumb like "WE’RE BACK, BABY!"

But instead, he just smiled like an idiot, breathing them in, patting their backs softly as if to make sure they were really real and not some crazy vision caused by lack of sleep.

They were so much stronger now. Even without them saying a word, he could feel it. The aura they gave off had changed completely. It was deeper. Heavier.

Like they were carrying more power, more memories, more identity. Their shedding had clearly done way more than just make them hotter.

It had transformed them completely. He didn’t know the full list of benefits yet, but just by standing near them, he felt like he was standing between two suns; one dark and seductive, the other radiant and sharp.

He wanted to ask about their new powers, what they remembered, what they had seen inside the tattoo world during their evolution.

But first, he needed to do something else.

Something important.

He gently unwrapped their arms from around him and stepped back with a proud smile that made both Lilith and Tierra blink in confusion.

He raised a hand and made a beckoning gesture.

"Girls," he said, trying to sound calm and cool but internally panicking like a dad about to introduce his first girlfriend to his twin swords-wielding moms, "there’s... someone I want you to meet."

Lilith and Tierra tilted their heads slightly. Behind them, the air shimmered faintly with leftover magic from their arrival.

The moment they turned, Creed felt the room’s temperature drop at least ten degrees, not from anger, but from pressure.

Their gazes landed on a small, hesitant figure standing off to the side with her fingers nervously wringing the hem of her pale pink mini-dress.

Meredith.

The petite succubus gulped.

With cheeks already burning red, she took a tiny step forward.

Then another.

Every movement was careful and respectful, like a maid approaching two queens at court.

Her small horns glinted faintly in the light, and her wings flicked nervously behind her like a question mark.

She kept her hands folded in front of her and walked slowly under the weight of two extremely intense stares that were silently judging every part of her existence.

Creed felt his stomach twist in sympathy. "This is Meredith," he said, gesturing toward her like a proud scout showing off a new rare Pokémon. "She’s, uh... the newest addition to our crazy little family."

Lilith blinked.

Tierra raised an eyebrow.

Creed cleared his throat, realizing this was turning into a speech. A very weird one.

"I mean, look, we’ve all been through a lot. And I know we’ve just gotten back together after your big transformation and all, but I want us to be one big team again, you know?

"A solid unit! A real band of misfits! A lovely... um... group who crush monsters and share emotional trauma and maybe do it all together?"

He paused.

Even he realized how dumb that sounded.

’Band of misfits? Doing it all together?? Dude, shut up...’ he screamed at himself internally.

But Meredith took his lead like a professional actress stepping into her big moment. She stepped forward, lowered her head respectfully, and curtsied with perfect grace.

"It’s an honor to meet you both," she said softly, her voice like melted sugar. "My name is Meredith. I’m very new, but I know I have a lot to learn. Please... as my elder sisters, take care of me from now on."

It was perfect. Sweet, humble, respectful.

Flattery? Absolutely.

But it was so beautifully delivered that even Lilith blinked in surprise.

Tierra looked at her. Lilith looked at Tierra.

And then both of them smiled.

"Well," Lilith purred, folding her arms beneath her absolutely illegal bust, "as long as you know your place in the hierarchy, little one, we’ll take very good care of you."

"Of course," Tierra added, her silver eyes twinkling. "Every family has a structure, after all. But I must admit, your manners are... adorable."

Meredith’s face turned beet red as she gave another curtsy. "Thank you, elder sisters. I’ll do my very best not to disappoint you!"

She peeked at Creed then, eyes wide, silently begging for reassurance.

Creed gave her a quick wink and mouthed, "You’re doing superbly!"

Her smile exploded across her face like fireworks.

And just like that, the ice was broken.

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