Rise of the Chaos Goblin

After settling matters with the goblins, Asher wasted no time. He ordered Cybele's army to scout both the goblin tribe and the human camp from a safe distance, ensuring they remained undetected. Next, he instructed them to conceal all entrances to the nest, making it nearly impossible for outsiders to stumble upon their hideout. Lastly, he gave a crucial command—a large portion of the ants were to begin digging an underground tunnel toward the goblin village.

The village was at least a mile away, and while digging such a tunnel would take time and effort, Asher had a gut feeling it would prove useful in the future.

With his orders in place, he decided to pay the goblin village a visit himself. While he could gather intelligence through the ants, there were some things he needed to see with his own eyes.

This time, he brought two elite ants and a small squad of soldier ants. A large group would draw too much attention, and he preferred to stay unnoticed. Besides, after leveling up a few times, he was confident in his ability to escape if things went south.

However, convincing Cybele to stay behind was another matter. The massive queen was visibly distressed at the idea of him going alone. Despite his reassurances, she refused to back down, her mandibles clicking in protest.

In the end, Asher had to make her a promise.

"If I'm ever in danger, I'll summon you immediately."

That was the key. Asher had the ability to summon Cybele anywhere, anytime. It didn't matter whether she physically followed him or not—if things got bad, she could appear at his side in an instant.

Reluctantly, Cybele agreed, though she still seemed uneasy.

Asher patted the massive ant's head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "I'll be fine. Just make sure the nest is safe while I'm gone."

With that, he turned and headed out, his small squad of ants moving silently behind him.

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With the help and sacrifice of the ant soldiers, Asher managed to avoid any monsters along the way, making the journey smoother than expected. Soon, he found himself standing at the outskirts of the goblin village.

The sight before him was a little surprising. The village wasn't the crude, filthy gathering of huts he had imagined, nor was it anything close to a proper town. It was somewhere in between—primitive yet structured, like the tribal villages of ancient Earth.

A wooden palisade, made of sharpened logs bound together with vines and crude rope, surrounded the settlement. It wasn't an impenetrable defense, but it was enough to deter weaker monsters. At the entrance, there was no gate, just a gap in the palisade where goblin guards kept watch, holding spears that looked handmade but sturdy.

Inside, the village was lively. Huts made of wood, mud, and thatched roofs were scattered about, some with crude carvings on the walls, possibly marking ownership or status. The center of the village had a large communal area with a bonfire pit, currently extinguished, surrounded by logs and stones used as seating. To the side, there was a market-like area where goblins bartered—some trading weapons, others exchanging food or materials. A few goblins even wore pieces of cloth and armor, likely looted or crafted from scavenged materials.

Despite the signs of civilization, the settlement still had an air of brutality to it. Goblins operated under strength and dominance, and that much was clear. In one corner, a goblin was being beaten by a larger one, likely over some dispute, while others simply watched, either unwilling or uninterested in intervening.

Asher's initial fantasy-fueled ideas of savage, mindless goblins had been wrong. These goblins were more organized than he had expected—perhaps not entirely human-like, but not as primitive as he had assumed. His mother had been intelligent, after all, and this level of civilization made sense considering her background.

However, he couldn't ignore the underlying cruelty. Strength dictated everything here. If you were weak, you suffered. Just as Morgul had branded his family as traitors, taking control through force, everything here followed that same principle—power ruled.

Asher continued observing, noting another important detail. The village was tense.

The goblins didn't leave their settlement freely. Instead, there were groups of them keeping watch, positioned at vantage points around the village. Even those not on patrol carried weapons, eyes scanning the surroundings.

'Were they always this cautious, or was it because of the humans? It wouldn't be surprising if they were already aware of the human presence, considering how many had entered the forest.'

For now, Asher kept to the shadows, staying low as he watched how things unfolded. At his current strength, he wouldn't draw attention unless he made a mistake. Until then, gathering information was the smartest choice.

Asher briefly considered sneaking into the human camp to gather more information, but after a moment of thought, he dismissed the idea. He had no idea how well-trained those humans were, and unlike the goblins, humans were unpredictable. There was no point in pushing his luck when he already had his ants keeping watch.

For now, the safest option was to return to the nest and wait. With that decision made, he quietly retreated, carefully avoiding any patrols as he made his way back to the hidden tunnels leading home.

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As soon as Asher stepped into the nest, he barely had a moment to breathe before Cybele rushed toward him. The enormous ant queen, usually composed and dignified, abandoned all pretense of restraint. Her massive form moved with surprising speed, her antennae twitching wildly as she rubbed her head against Asher's body in an anxious frenzy.

Despite her monstrous size, she acted more like an overgrown pet than a terrifying ruler of the swarm.

Asher chuckled, patting her hard exoskeleton to calm her down. "I'm fine, I'm fine," he reassured her, amused by her reaction. "See? Not a scratch on me."

Cybele let out a clicking noise, as if scolding him for making her worry, but she finally pulled back, albeit reluctantly.

After settling her down, Asher made his way deeper into the nest, heading toward the chamber where the goblins had relocated. Since moving from the cave, they had begun to make themselves at home. Their makeshift beds had been carried over, along with a few crude necessities like a simple water container made from hollowed-out wood.

He found Sana and the others sitting together, eating the food provided by Cybele's subordinates. The atmosphere was calm, though exhaustion weighed on everyone. Further away, Noa and Raon were curled up, fast asleep.

Asher took in the sight for a moment before silently walking up behind Sana. Without a word, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a warm embrace. His hands wandered upward, grabbing a hold of her breasts and giving them a firm squeeze.

Sana flinched, then relaxed, letting out a small sigh. "You scared me," she muttered, her voice lacking annoyance. "Where have you been?" she asked worriedly, seemingly oblivious to her son's hand on her body.

Because she wore torn tribal clothing, his hand directly touched her breasts; his fingers rubbed her areolae, kneading her mounds.

"Mother, I was just taking a poop," Asher said sarcastically.

Seeing he wouldn't answer further, she let it go.

Asher's fingers lingered on Sana's areolae, teasing and caressing the sensitive skin. His other hand continued to knead and grope her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm. Sana let out a soft moan as she leaned back further into her son's embrace, her body responding to his touch despite the inappropriateness of the situation.

She let out a soft moan as his fingers found her nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine, causing her to lean back even further into his embrace.

Seeing her nipples harden, Asher moved in front of her and seated himself on her lap. "I'm hungry," he said, as he began to suckle on one of her breasts. His mouth was filled with a warm, creamy liquid, while his hand roamed over her smooth thigh. Since he had grown a little, it was now within his reach.

Sana stiffened slightly at her son's intimate touch but didn't say anything. Instead, she began to run her fingers gently through his hair.

Noticing that she wasn't saying anything, Asher's hand moved a little higher, now just under her loincloth. He could sense her body growing warmer. As he did this, for the first time since he had reincarnated, Asher felt his "little brother" waking up.

To confirm, he removed his hand from his mother's thigh and grabbed his own member. Yes, it was awake.

"Finally, you decided to wake up," he thought to himself.

Sana, noticing the deep, strange smile on his face, asked, "Son, what happened? Is something wrong?"

Asher shook his head as he switched sides and began to drink from her other breast. He again started to rub his mother's smooth and delicate thighs. His hand went under her loincloth; he felt the heat of her body. He gently rubbed her thighs, sometimes near her genitals, sometimes farther away, while his other hand rubbed and groped her breasts.

As his hand was about to touch her wet folds, Sana grabbed his waist. "Son, what are you doing?" Sana asked, huffing, her breath ragged, clearly aroused.

Asher was surprised; this was the first time he'd been stopped. He looked at his goblin mother, whose beautiful face was a little red from arousal.

Asher didn't make an excuse. Since his little brother was finally awake, he decided not to make excuses anymore. "Mother, I want to mate with you," he said firmly.

He freed his hand and placed it directly above her smooth, wet genitals. He didn't waste any time, first rubbing his fingers on the surface. He felt her pussy was damp and very moist.

Sana was surprised by her son's words. She knew her son was a bit perverted, but he was even more perverted than most goblins. Her heart filled with pride. He chose her as his first mate. This thought made her even wetter. Though unusual in goblin society, it wasn't frowned upon. Strength allowed anything, and goblin women craved strong mates. Stronger goblin males usually preferred humans and other races because it was easier to make them pregnant. Even though she knew it was a little early for her son, she couldn't stop him.

She was already horny, and after feeling his fingers inside her, Sana was going crazy with pleasure.

He moved his fingers in and out of her, hitting all the right spots. Sana's legs shook as she felt an orgasm building up inside her. Asher could feel her pussy clenching around his fingers, and he knew she was close.

Asher's thumb moved in slow circles over his mother's clit as his fingers moved inside of her. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, and he knew that she was close. He pressed harder, moving his fingers faster, as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Her hips bucked and rolled, grinding against his hand as she sought more pressure and friction. Her breath came in ragged huffs and gasps, her eyes closed in ecstasy. Asher could see the pleasure written all over her face, and it spurred him on.

He could sense that his mother was on the brink, and he redoubled his efforts. With one final, powerful thrust of his fingers, he sent Sana over the edge.

She screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure as the orgasm tore through her. Asher watched in awe as his mother came apart, her body shaking and shuddering with the force of her release.

When it was over, Sana collapsed back onto the bed, panting and sweating. Asher withdrew his fingers from her pussy, marveling at the way her body had responded to his touch.

Asher looked down at his mother, her body still flushed with pleasure from her orgasm. He couldn't deny the fact that he was turned on by what had just happened. His cock was rock hard and throbbing with need.

He stood up, letting the loincloth fall to the ground. His 5 inch cock sprang free, jutting out from his body. Asher wasn't discourage of his size; he knew that he had plenty of time for growth.

He positioned himself between his mother's legs, looking down at her sweaty, satisfied body. He couldn't believe that he was about to fuck her, but he knew that he couldn't resist the urge.

Asher positioned himself over his mother, their eyes locked as he pushed his cock inside of her. She was so wet that he slid in easily, and he couldn't help but groan in pleasure as he felt her muscles clench around him. He had never felt anything like this before, and he knew that he was in for the ride of his life.

Sana let out a low moan as Asher entered her, her hips bucking up to meet him.

Asher could feel every inch of her pussy, the way it gripped him and milked him with every movement.

"Son, my son… Haa, haung, Ughut."

His mother moaned beneath him, her body responding to his thrusts with a mind of its own. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside of her.

Asher could feel his orgasm building, the pressure in his balls growing stronger with every thrust. He knew that he was close, but he didn't want to cum yet. He wanted to prolong this moment for as long as possible.

He reached down between them, finding her clit with his fingers. He began to rub it in slow circles, feeling her muscles clench around him as he brought her closer to the edge.

"Hahreung─!!"

Her hips bucked and rolled, grinding against his hand as she sought more pressure and friction. Asher could feel her pussy tightening around his cock, her body responding to his touch.

He knew that she was close, and he redoubled his efforts. With one final, powerful thrust, he sent her over the edge. She screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure as the orgasm tore through her.

"Unhh…!! aah, uunn! Ahh…!"

Asher could feel his own orgasm building, the pressure in his balls reaching its breaking point.

With a final, powerful thrust, Asher found his release. He filled Sana to the brim, his hot seed spilling out of her and onto the bed below. Sana's pussy clenched around him, milking every last drop from his body.

When it was over, Asher collapsed beside her, panting and sweating.

He heard a sudden notification:

[Would you like to use the [Epic Skill-Sex Fiend]?]

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[Epic Skill-Sex Fiend]: Grants the user unparalleled charisma and irresistible allure, causing monsters and intelligent beings of the opposite gender to refrain from attacking first.

Those who engage in intimacy with the user become bound by an unbreakable magical contract, turning them into devoted subordinates while retaining their individuality.

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'Oh, I almost forgot about it! Do it!'

[Epic Skill-Sex Fiend activated.]

Suddenly, a few ominous-looking, semi-transparent chains materialized—visible only to Asher—and bound Sana's heart before vanishing.

Soon, Asher heard another sound:

[Congratulations! The goblin named Sana has become a subordinate.]

Sana's status board materialized before him:

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Character Status

Name: [Sana]

Race/Species: [Goblin]

Class/Occupation: [N/A]

Attributes

Level: [5]

HP: [50]

MP: [200]

Strength: 9

Agility: 15

Intelligence: 20

Defense: 6

Title: [N/A]

Skills:

Gut Feeling – The user doesn't always know why they feel uneasy, but when their stomach starts grumbling, it usually means trouble.

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'Oh, so she's one level lower than me. Well, can't blame her—the monsters here are pretty tough for a goblin.'

Sana didn't know what had happened. She could still feel Asher's dick twitching inside her as he suckled on her breasts. Her body tingled with a mix of exhaustion and lingering pleasure, her mind hazy but content.

After they finished having sex, Sana felt something suddenly change in her heart. Although she had always loved her son, Asher, she now felt her love for him growing incomparably. It was as if a floodgate had opened, and her affection surged into something deeper, more consuming. Her love for him had transformed into devotion, a fierce and unshakable loyalty that made her heart ache in the most bittersweet way.

But after a few minutes, Asher reached down and grabbed her juicy ass, pulling her closer to him as he picked up the pace. Sana gasped as he lifted her off the bed, holding her in the air as he continued to fuck her. Her body trembled, overwhelmed by the intensity of his movements and the raw strength he displayed.

She was shocked by his strength, but she was even more shocked by his stamina. It seemed like he could go on forever, and Sana found herself lost in the pleasure of the moment. Her thoughts blurred, and all she could focus on was the heat of his body, the way he filled her completely, and the strange, intoxicating mix of emotions swirling inside her.

That night, the mother-son pair went at it like rabbits. All the inhabitants of the underground ant nest couldn't sleep peacefully due to the loud clapping sounds. Sana's moans echoed through the caverns, a mix of ecstasy and surrender, as she gave herself entirely to the newfound devotion that now defined her heart.

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