76 Chapter 70 Commissioned by Deathknight134

As Galatea took Raven's still unconscious form into my castle, I began the arduous task of basically trying to bootleg some cultivation nonsense as I integrated my consciousness with my realm and proceeded to compress Klarion's incapable of regenerating form at the base of my realm and used my Hollow instincts to just 'pull' at the Chaos Lords essence. The process of my realm fully devouring Klarion and rendering him into nonexistence and a true death wasn't going to be something that could be accomplished over a mere few hours anyway.

But even as I pulled my consciousness back from fully embodying my realm, I could feel with my lesser connection with my subconscious connection to my realm that my subconscious desires were still keeping Klarion suppressed and still slowly 'digesting' him even if it was nowhere near as efficient as when I solely focused on the task.

Kind of similar to how you didn't need to focus on breathing or digesting food even if you could definitely 'focus' on breathing and making it far more efficient and giving.

"Jake the girl is squirming around... Why is she alive anyway? You utterly despise demons?" Galatea asked me honestly with some concern as she had seen me utterly flip my shit in Hell and nothing got my bloodlust up like demonic energy did. Whereas normal Hollows fed on the souls of humans and the souls within other hollows or even soul reapers and got an obsession or taste for it.

I however only fed on demons and other monsters during my ascendancy to a Vasto Lorde. Thus, even more, a dozen miles away from my castle I could feel the radiating demonic energies coming off Raven... It was a trial, and I was realizing why the Hollows of Bleach were constantly after normal souls.

"She... Is important to say the least. She is an anchor for Trigon a powerful reality warping demon lord who is bent on conquering Earth of course... But being an interdimensional entity, he needs an anchor similar to Klarion when he wants to walk the physical material plane of the Universe." I explained softly as I pondered on what I should do with Raven as her mere presence in my real was like a scrumptious meal being dangled in my face and only my willpower was keeping me from taking a 'bite' as it were.

"And with the League being reactive Doctor Fate will probably have her sealed or banished to another realm, right?" Galatea asked and from her much darker than possible shadow came Astrid who flew over beside me to wait for some perceived order she may receive.

"My lord, do you plan to take the princess of the demon god Trigon as a concubine?" Astrid asked me with no shame and my face twitched at the blunt question.

I mean sure Raven was the definition of a big tiddy goth girlfriend in the right circumstances but honestly, I wasn't sure how she felt about her father at this point as Azarath was still around and a hub of magical sorcery users who didn't want to deal with people causing trouble going to the realm that used their own magic to enforce an utterly calm and peaceful atmosphere.

Not to mention that this Raven wasn't the grey-skinned younger version that I knew mostly from Teen Titans that I watched when I was much younger. This one was older and more developed, to say the least thus she may be more set in her ways.

"I will speak with her to see where she stands with her father... If she is an ardent supporter of the demon lord, I will deal with her, as the threat of her being an anchor for him is too great to ignore. Or I will try something probably very stupid."

"Oh, you plan to take and impregnate her so she will come to love you with a child binding you two!" Astrid spoke regally as she came up with some Fae court bullshite and Galatea gave the fairy an even look as though asking why in the world the fairy was so blind to say something with her right there even.

Despite how human Astrid looked other than her size and the beautiful butterfly wings that beat behind her. At Astrid's core, she was a Fae fairy of the Summer Court variety and thus had a very inhuman perspective on things

"I will not be 'taking' Raven or forcing her into any position within my realm at least for now," I answered firmly as I felt Raven's demonic energy spike and I realized she must be fully coming around after I choked her out. "Let's see how Rachel Roths's fate will play out," I muttered as I disappeared from the spot, I had buried Klarion the Witch Boy to be slowly digested by my realm as I appeared directly in the room Galatea had dropped Raven off into.

No, I meant that quite literally. Despite the room literally having a bed, a couch, and a couple seats. Galatea was petty enough to just drop Raven on the polar bear throw rug in the middle of the room as she knew my utter disdain for demons, so she didn't care one whit about Raven at all as in her mind she was thinking Raven may not even survive a couple hours here.

Wordlessly I shut down Raven's magical energy as I utterly flooded the room with my spiritual pressure and my Authority as the creator of this realm literally drowning any magical energy she could bring to the fore and forcing it back within her leaving no more powerful than the stronger average talented teenage athlete due to her demonic blood heritage.

Raven began to squirm under my gaze as she was at her core an Empath and her Azarathian heritage made her extremely susceptible to overwhelming mystical power. I could even see the large ruby on her head glowing as it attempted to offset the pure power, I was casually letting free rather than normally restraining in order to not discomfort Galatea, Astrid, or any of the other Fae that inhabited my castle and realm as they worked on it continuously.

"Rachel Roth, Raven... I know you. At least somewhat, The 'Pride' of Trigon's children but also the black sheep of the family for not being a mass murdering sociopath, mind controller, or otherwise filth that needs to be purged." I spoke softly as my power roiled within myself as I could feel Raven's power reaching out to me instinctively with her Azarathian heritage of the mystical equivalent of her empath powers trying to whisper to me 'Just calm down and relax.'

But in comparison to the mental weight of an outer god trying to break into my mind, that little mental suggestion was nothing.

"What happens now." Raven simply spoke as she sat up from the throw rug.

"Depends... What's your thoughts on your father? And I can feel your very soul so don't bother lying to me." I spoke casually and Raven scoffed.

"I hate him. I despise him down to my very bones and that is my degree of hatred for my father. He had me abandoned by my home in return for him to destroy it and I understand why the people of Azarath pressed my mother into abandoning me, so I do not hate them even if I wish they were not cowards..." Raven spoke as she seemingly looked passed me reminiscing about that very scene of her mother throwing her form to Trigon the supposed god of pure evil.

"So, I hate him and only my brothers kept me in his service as each of them were ordered to kill me should I flee if they couldn't capture me. Though more likely they would just kill me for how much my 'father' favors and gives me his 'attention'." Raven all but spat on saying how her father gave her favor or attention.

"Huh..." I mused honestly feeling a bit of relief as I could tell Raven was telling the truth about how she so hated her father. "And your brothers? How do you feel about them?" I asked wondering if she was going to have a bone to pick with me after I killed her brother.

"I wish they were never born. Twisted by the demon cults that birthed them even if I consider them family it's still the same family that is my father. They are merely reflections of him, and I cannot come to love or care for them in any way." Raven spoke bluntly before she sighed. "So once again where do you and I stand? Are you one of my father's enemies and seek to use me to harm him somehow?"

I couldn't help but burst into laughter as I shook my head. "No Raven I don't seek to use you to hurt your father... He may value you as an anchor to invade the mortal plane but the moment you die you lose all such value. Nor do I hate you for the sins of the Father."

I then reigned in my power as I walked a bit away from Raven to give her some space. "Honestly I see three paths before you at this time. One I can protect you within my realm as my own subject as I am the god within this realm I have created. Two I send you to a very powerful entity who 'may' take you as a sort of apprentice as he will see the similarities between you and your father mirroring his own prior situation. Or three I allow you to go free upon the lands of Earth, you will probably make friends, and you will find joy, love, and all those wonderful things..." Even as I sat down on a chair my visage was emotionless as I leaned forward.

"But you will falter. You will feel. And thus, you will fulfill your destiny as the anchor of Trigon the god of evil allowing your father to reach and thus conquer Earth as he drags the planet into his reality warping influence to be broken and conquered." I explained with utmost certainly as that was her destiny if I or someone powerful enough didn't interfere and intercept the karma of her fate.

Raven took a deep breath, and I couldn't help but notice her spandex like clad frame then I remembered Raven was very much an empath as her pale skin flushed at feeling my flash of lust directed towards her.

"Who would this mentor be?" Raven asked bluntly and I hummed in thought as I actually had two possible choices.

Seeing Raven wielding Order magic and possibly becoming a Lord of Order could be interesting as she walked the path as the apprentice of Doctor Fate, he would be able to seal away her demonic essence and thus render Trigons threat null as her constantly using Order Magic would repel Trigons demonic influence. Then there was my nuclear option as it were.

I could drop her off with Lucifer Morningstar and point out how they both have daddy issues and perhaps Raven could earn Lucifer's backing though I had little clue if Lucifer was capable or even willing to teach Raven how to harness her magical or demonic powers as he was a cosmic entity and thus such things were beneath him.

"Well on Earth literally Lucifer is running a club for young adults to pair up for one-night stands or I could introduce you to a Lord of Order who may or may not smite you for having a connection with Trigon who is already all but a Choas Lord." I spoke dryly and Raven slumped.

Raven then deadpanned in her dry voice as adjusted herself and fully kneeled in front of me. "Not that you leave me much of a choice... But if you will accept me here and I will not used by my father to hurt others, then I beg asylum under your personage. What am I to call you then?" Raven asked at the end with an honestly confused blink as I had never introduced myself.

"Ah... Well, my Fae title is The Lord of the Unfettered Traveler bringing the Winds. But my mortal name is just Jake." I said as I tilted my head at feeling Galatea and Astrid finally enter the castle after they ended whatever little spat that were having outside over how I was going to seduce Raven somehow.

"Hmm anyway so long as it's not during a meeting with an official delegation of other Fae lords or similar lords of the Far Realms you can just call me Jake or otherwise use whatever version of Lord or whatever as you are under my protection in this realm." I spoke before I smiled. "And now you can meet my consort or significant other as it were." I continued as just as Raven's head tilted to the side in confusion the doors leading into the room were violently thrown open.

"Ahaha I caught you red handed Jaaaakkeee..." Galatea drawled off seeing Raven sitting in front of me on her knees but with nothing overtly happening she only pouted and rolled her eyes.

"Dammit Jake, Astrid and I stayed away so you could work some magic but although she is on her knees you aren't even doing anything?!" Galatea all but complained and I raised an eyebrow as I looked at the sheepish form of Astrid who was peeking around the corner of the doorway from in the hallway.

"I am not your entertainment Galatea and I have no damned idea why soap operas are the only tv shows that can reach here in Hueco Mundo but then again Verizon can reach Hell for whatever reason..." I mused before shaking my head as Raven gave me a weird look as she obviously was coming to the conclusion that I was only taking her in for less than pure reasons...

Which was absolutely true. If I came across any of her other male siblings instead of her, I would have killed them with zero remorse probably.

"Raven, her mind has been poisoned by weird television so just ignore her." I said waving off Galatea who folded her arms under her large breasts and eyed me with a dangerous smile.

"Anyway, the castle has plenty of rooms and I have much to do now for a few days so explore the castle and grounds at your will I have things to do." I said with my bloodlust flaring up as I was well aware that the magical protections that were protecting the Light were currently fading.

Thus, it was hunting season.

As Raven quickly nodded and carefully passed by Galatea who was standing by the door my blond-haired woman kicked the door closed but not before Astrid could slip into the room and hover behind Galatea just outside her sight.

"You have been doing nothing but killing monsters and securing this so-called realm for literally the last couple weeks. I need my itch scratched so your little vendetta can wait." Galatea said with no possible discussion in her words as she unzipped her costume and as it dropped to the ground, I decided the Light could live for a couple more hours as Galatea's nude form strode towards me.