Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!
Chapter 207 - 207 - Elven and Heralds' Perspectives (Part 2)

Elondar's POV

Who would have thought that a talented druid like me will fall into a trap of the wicked elders of this territory? I was isolated as my body and mind were crushed by a combination of spells, drugs and much of it, cruel torture. My mind must have been stronger than the rest of their specimens since I feel like I always get chosen to be a part of their wicked experiments. I would have killed myself a long time ago just to end the suffering if only I did not know that there are people waiting for me to come back in one piece. I know that they'll never stop believing I'm still alive and I know they're doing everything to get me out of this hell hole too so I couldn't betray their trust.

How long has it been since I was taken by force to this small hut, in a place I don't know of. Has it been two years? Maybe five or even ten? I already lost track of time as I focused on just surviving each day. I tried escaping several times, got caught and was punished severely but my mind never stopped thinking of ways on how I can get out of here.

This night was different though. I heard the door unlock from the outside as two guards tied me up like an animal for slaughter then they dragged me out. I had no energy to fight back as I was just recently punished and was not given any meals since yesterday. I was also given potions that make one's limbs numb and weak. I was dragged easily and then for some reason was thrown just outside the door. The guards simply went back to their posts next to the door and watched me squirm on the ground. What kind of sick game is this? Not even a few minutes passed, I felt a strong pressure press on my body firmly to the ground and then I started feeling hot and uncomfortable. I then saw a shadow looming over me and when I looked up, it was one of the elders. He leaned down and force me to drink a red potion. Almost immediately, I felt like my insides were on fire. He grabbed me by the crown of my head and started chanting something. That was the last thing I remembered before everything turned dark.

I felt like I woke up several times but every time I did, I was simply consumed by heat and sexual pleasure. I should have hated it. I am sure I have just been sold off but the hands touching me makes me feel calm instead. I became fully awake the next morning and the first thing I saw was Fyndriel's confused eyes staring back at me.

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Maidar's POV

Several years ago, I don't know how but I ended waking up in an unknown house that I could never get out of. As for the exact amount of time I have stayed here, I have lost track of that. I always felt that whoever brought me here has been tampering with my body and my mind. My memories are spotty and there were times that time seemed to skip from morning till night with me having no recollection of how I spent the day. I wake up with wounds, bruises and cuts too but have no idea how I got them. One thing's for sure, I have become a specimen of the elders but what can I do about it? I'd rather endure this than be killed. If I chose that path, I will never be able to avenge myself and all the other specimens before me.

Most of the time, the boredom is what's killing me. During my free time, I used to do target practice and then apply my training to hunting animals in the forest to feed me and my huge family of friends. But here, I can only stare at the ceilings and walls, eat or sleep much like a boar that is being fattened up before slaughter.

One peaceful night, I was suddenly dragged out of the hut after being tied up which is a first since I stayed here. I was quite confused as why they were letting me out all of a sudden. Is this a trap to entice me to escape so they have a reason to finally kill me?

Before I got over my confusion, somebody pulled my hair back and another pair of hands forced my mouth open then a potion was poured down my throat. I tried to spit it out but they pinched my nose and kept my head angled upwards so I will be forced to gulp it down. When they have succeeded, they simply let go of me as I slumped heavily to the ground. I awaited my death quietly but instead of death, I felt like I was doused in fire all of a sudden. I couldn't help but groan. I would have screamed in pain but my pride won't let me allow these people to watch me suffer so I bit my lower lip and kept at it even as I tasted blood. I don't know how long I endured before my consciousness slipped away.

When I woke up, I was in a dim room, quite confused. I don't think I was still tied up but I couldn't move. Before I was able to understand what's happening, I felt the sudden bombardment of a weird but pleasurable feeling. I finally noticed something squirming inside my bottom and then something sucking on the thing between my legs. I was about to ask the person doing lewd things to my body but before I could I found my body shivering as my back arched and something was released from my body. I heard myself moaning involuntarily since the onslaught between my legs didn't stop even after that. My mind became blurry as I went in and out of consciousness. I lost count of how many more of the same thing 0happened after that. Was that what they called an orgasm?

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Verrad's POV

I was too naive to think that as long as I used my talents to help out whatever research this territory had, may it be good or bad, I will be saving myself and my friends from possibly being used as a specimen. The cruel truth hit me straight on my face when I woke up in one of the "isolation huts" for specimens. I knew it was one because I used to monitor previous specimens in a similar setting. I guess my use in the research team is no longer enough to exempt me from being a specimen myself. I sighed at my predicament but as a previous member of the research team, I already knew that I won't escape from here. I know how the mechanism of this place works and when I say it's isolated, it means it is in a different space and dimension which was why nobody can find you and you also can't get out.

At first, I was counting the days I've been staying here but somewhere along the way, I stopped caring how much time has passed. Until one day, I was informed that they have finally found a woman worthy to have me as an offering. This day has finally come, huh? I just hope I at least survive my first night in one piece. I know the plight of the offerings since I have seen a lot of them go and never come back after being sent to their designated seed bearers. Those that are able to come back are half-dead.

When the set time came, I calmly came out of the hut together with two guards. They knew I was very passive with everything that was happening so they didn't even bother incapacitating me since I won't run anyways. They handed me a potion vial and asked me to drink it which I did with no qualms. I never thought I would drink a potion that I myself helped in creating. I smiled mockingly and sat on the ground as the effects of the potion started attacking my body but I did not complain or utter any sound. I remember being dragged to a villa inside the inner district and was simply dropped in front of the door. Suddenly, the door opened and a pair of hands pulled me in the house. For some reason, the house that should be the last place I would be in before my death felt warm and comforting. I inhaled deeply and let my consciousness leave me. The next time I opened my eyes, I was sleeping on a large and comfy bed full of hickeys from the strenuous activity last night. I don't remember that much but I think she helped me remove the seal the elders placed on my mana. Was my owner that powerful?

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Elris' POV

Others always wanted to be eternally young, to be the most beautiful or handsome, to be alluring and irresistable or to be popular. As for me, I hated all of that. I am not trying to brag here but I was born with beauty that can make others envious and greedy. Being a mystique, I automatically have eternal youth as well. Because of all those things that I never asked for, I was bullied, sold off by my parents to the elders and abused over and over because of my damn looks. As if trying to tell me that all I will ever amount to would be their toy, they kept my face blemish free but damaged every other part of my body with burns, cuts and bruises. It was a cursed fate.

When I was taken in as an "offering", I did not even think of fighting back. I just patiently awaited my fate and hoped that after all of this, my life would just end quickly. I was tired, fed up and I don't feel that there is anything I need out of this life anymore.

One night, an elder came into my dwelling and without warning, made me drink a red potion. Almost immediately, I felt my whole body burning. It was painful. Was this poison? Am I finally allowed to die? I believe I passed out from the pain and when I woke up, I was in an unfamiliar room. I looked down on my body and I saw that I was naked and somebody was between my legs. I should have told them to stop but what she was doing felt really good. I was so used to pain, that the sudden pleasure shocked me. I guess, I was finally offered to a seed bearer. I was expecting a worse treatment. She was rough and quite energetic but she was gentle too for some reason. It should have made me feel dirty. I should have hated it but I didn't. I eventually passed out again from all the strenuous activity. I woke up the next morning feeling a calmness I never thought I would feel after being sold off as a sex slave. I looked around the room but she's not here. Was it just a one time thing? I hope it isn't.

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