They ended up doing it 2 more times, much to Amon's ass's displeasure. By the time it was 8pm, Amon was finally asleep and Klein was paying on the bed beside him, unable to sleep.
To think I really did it with a guy... and I enjoyed it too...
Klein blushed as he tried to hide under the covers in shame.
Amon was really so hot and sexy today... he couldn't help but sigh in satisfaction in his mind.
But really... why are the moments after sex so uncomfortable?!
Klein frowned as he couldn't help but feel disgusted by the drying semen and sweat that was caked on both their bodies and all over the sheets.
He quickly went to the bathroom again and took a quick shower, and changed into a simple shirt and pants.
I still need to change the sheets... then there's Amon too... Klein worried in his mind as he picked up Amon and placed him on the large couch that could second as a single bed. He then changed the sheets of the bed they had just fucked on and after cleaning the sleeping Amon with a wet cloth he placed him back on the now fresh and clean bed with a satisfied smile.
By the time he was done it was almost 9pm already.
Instead or going back on the ber with Amon, Klein instead exited the room and walked to the basement. This was the second thing he had come here for.
The clown potion.
He had already divined that today was a reasonable and safe day to take his potion and he was feeling quiet happy and vigorous after doing it with Amon.
Although he was afraid that something might go wrong and that he'd lose control and hurt Amon who was in the same mansion, but by that logic he couldn't really drink his potion I secret anywhere really.
Klein rummaged through the stuff that Amon had bought for him and gathered up the horn and the rose that he needed coupled with the supplementary ingredients and set up a cleaned pot he had gotten from the kitchen.
Just to be extra careful, he locked himself inside the basement just in case he would actually lose control so that he wouldn't be able to hurt the sleeping Amon. The door to the basement was thick enough anyways.
"Alright," Klein said to himself as he gathered dup his courage and got rid of his nervousness and started adding the supplementary ingredients into the pot first as he had seen Old Neil do before with his Seer porion. He made sure to measure everything at least 3 times and quickly.
Finally, he added the rose and the horn making the potion light up and turn into a triple coloured liquid.
Klein lowered his head and saw the liquid in the pot was colored in a mix of gold, yellow, and red. However, the three colors remained extremely distinct at their boundaries.
There were bubbles churning and fizzing from the liquid, but they failed to escape from the pot and ended up bursting silently.
The scene reminded Klein of Sprite, the carbonated drink from his previous incarnation.
This actually looks like a delicious drink… A thought popped into his head that aligned with the characteristics of his culture.
Suppressing his nervousness, excitement, and anticipation, Klein poured the liquid from the black metal pot into a glass bottle.
What shocked him was that there wasn't a single bit of the potion left in the metal pot.
It really is a potion that turns people into Beyonders… Klein raised his right hand, and he looked at the beautiful-looking tri-colored liquid.
He quickly flipped a coin to divine whether the potion he had made was successful, and after getting a positive answer he once again divined whether ingesting this potion now would be harmful. After getting a negative answer, klein turned his gaze back to the potion bottle and picked it up.
After drinking it, I'll become a Sequence 8 Beyonder…
The thought flashed in his mind and Klein didn't hesitate. He raised the bottle, tipped his head, and gulped down the potion.
Bitter! So bitter!
It sucks, totally!
He instantly realized what it meant to look good on the outside, but rotten on the inside. His face had contorted as a result of the potion. He wanted to puke, but he couldn't.
His face instantly turned bright red and he almost felt like he should have looked like a steamed lobster.
But soon, all the painful abnormalities in his body faded away as if they had been stolen away from him and his mind became clear and calm again with no madness itching at the back of his mind.
Was it the power of the ring?
After an unknown period of time had passed, his mind reflected his figure, as though he was listening to himself singing through his own ears.
Due to this strange projection, Klein discovered that he could precisely control his facial and bodily motions.
Meanwhile, his ears buzzed. He heard the murmurs and shouting echoing around him which had not happened in a while.
'Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea…'
Phew. Klein imagined the layered spherical light and slowly entered a Cogitation state. Bit by bit, he escaped from the state of having his spirituality seep out where he had a slight loss of control.
At that moment, he knew that he had advanced successfully. He knew that he was a Sequence 8 Clown.
With that he decided to test out some of the moves he had been practicing in his combat classes the past few weeks.
He repeatedly followed what he had been practicing all this time as he took a step forward. He twisted his hips and threw a punch forward, launching a frontal jab.
Pa!
He heard the crisp sound of his fist breaking the air. The power in the forward thrust exceeded his expectations.
In that instant, he felt as though he was sitting in a carriage which had abruptly hit the brakes. He lost his balance and fell forward.
Oh no! This is about to become an embarrassing story—just like Leonard's… Klein mused. Thankfully, there was no one here to see him tumble around awkwardly trying to get used to his new reflexes and powers.
("Ohohohoho~ he does not know we are here~")
The powers bestowed by the Clown potion granted Klein an increased strength as well as balance and control over his facial muscles. He could now also use papers as weapon and shoot them like shuriken!
His fighting strength had improve a lot- he would probably be able to get the master over combat for years in just a few weeks.
"His really is a source very suited for fighting," Klein nodded to himself in satisfaction as he cleaned up after himself.
By the time he was done and had returned to the bedroom again where Amon was still sleeping so peacefully it was already 10pm.
He had to go to work tomorrow, he should also go to sleep.
With that though Klein creeped into the bed with hushed steps and covered himself with the blanket. After hestitating for a bit, he finally let go and wrapped his arms around Amon. Amon reacted to his touch and nuzzled into Klein and the two spent the night cuddled up against each other in peaceful sleep.
After kissing his wife goodbye after a delicious morning breakfast of toasted and eggs, klein had out to the Blackthorn Security Company like usual.
"Well, time to get to work." Amon said as he nudged his monocels and his figure dissapeared into the thin air with only a few crow feathers left floating in the air.
Yes, he had learned of this cool looking way to enhance the coolness of him stealing distance and teleporting away from all the games and shows he had played and watched back in the modern era in the dream world.
Yes, he specifically handed the task to 6 of his doppelgangers to always make sure to run into feathers or drop feathers after he had teleported away.
Yes, that was the least liked job among all the clones.
Amon quickly appeared in Leonard's room where he was still sleeping.
[Amon's here.] The gruff od voice of Paris notified Leonard making him wake up.
Leonard wokr up lazily, but as soon as he saw the image of a smiling Amon nudging his monocle glasses in the middle of his room while staring at him he jolted awake.
"Why are you here?!" He screeched as he pulled his blanket up and covered himself up. He really didn't want Amon to see his heart printed pajamas!
"You do know I can read your mind right? Also, I suggest going for a more off pink rather than a bright red to stimulate your eyes better for sleep." Amon said as he sat down on the couch.
"Why do you know so much about colors..." Leonard sighed, "Actually dont answer that. So why are in my room in the morning while I'm trying to sleep after my night shift? He said as he crossed his legs and sat on his bed leisurely, no longer caring for his red heart pajamas.
"Klein finally became a sequence 8 last night-"
"What?!" Leonard exclaimed, "He hasn't even been a sequence 9 for half a few weeks! How can he-"
"I just made him divine for me." Amon chuckled as he pulled out a cup of tea from nowhere and started sipping on it. "His potion digested instantly, of course I had to do it after some while of him digesting his potion himself from the acting method so that he wouldn't get suspicious over me and why I suddenly made him digest his potion so quickly."
"There's a thing like that?" Leonard asked in interest, "So when I become a nightmare and act like it in front of a high sequence beyonder like you I can also digest my potion quickly?" His eyes sparkled.
"For that, you'll have to either scare or unnerve me." Amon smiled.
"..." Leonard quickly got rid of that idea.
"Anyways, since he did it secretly after getting the formula from that other random ant and the ingredients from me, the Nighthawks and the church don't know about it. He wants to hide it for the time being wo that he doesn't get extra attention on himself for knowing the acting method since he does not know about the consequences of knowing that secret.
"Frankly, I doubt he'll be able to hide it well. So I was just telling you so that you can assign more missions with yourself and Klein which would also give him more combat experience. Haven't you digested your Midnight Poet potion by now? After applying for becoming a nightmare, you can assign him as your assistant or whatever you guys have in the Nighthawks to do so.
"Although my clones can help Klein not expose himself, he wouldn't be able to grow much without being able to use his clown powers. Just make up a story of how you got know of his sequence 8 advancement and why you won't tell the church, he'll trust you due to the fact that he thinks that we two are very close."
Leonard listened quietly for a while before curring in, "But me applying for an advancement, won't that also notify the church that I know about the acting method? I'm fine with keeping to keep my shut and all, but won't The Goddess be able to sense you around me while I make the vow in her name?"
Amon smiled at that, "Ah Leonard~ seems like Pallez has yet to teach you everything."
"What do you mean?"
[I think I know what he plans to do,]
"Old man?"
[Evernight is known to have the authority over concealment and secrecy, there is no way she isn't able to sense that you have been around a high ranking Marauder demigod or have been parasitised.]
"Won't that turn this into a bigger problem then?" Leonard frowned at that.
"What that also means is that there is no way that she already doesn't know that you have Pallez inside of you." Amon explained as he put down his cup of tea which dissapeared as soon as it left his hand. "You have been praying to her and singing poems about her as well as practicing multiple rituals in her name and power. She must have already seen that you have Pallez in your mind."
"Then why wasn't I instantly kicked out or killed?" Leonard askee in alarm.
[That's because she, along with all the other true gods, hate Amon. The fact that I can get a safe place to rest and get back my powers and hide from Amon preventing him from getting the last sequence 1 characteristics he needs to ascend to a true god and become an even bigger problem, they would automatically turn a blind eye to this and even support me healing uo back to full energy.]
"What did you even do..." Leonard glanced at Amon. The hell did this angel do to earn the ire of every single dangerous existence in this world?!
"Be myself." Amon proclaimed proudly.
"..."
"Also because of some other stuff. It has to do with the Eternal Blazing Sun, Lord of Storms and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom." Amon sighed after a while, on seeing Leonard's expectant look he smiled and explained further. "Those three were once under my father as his loyal Angels... it ended pretty badly. I can't tell you much because you can automatically be smitten to death if you think about this forbidden knowledge. At least until you are at least sequence 6 or 5 and get yourself a spirit than can help you hide your thoughts."
"Anyways, as Pallez was saying. Although Evernight would notice the aura and presence of a parasite on you and sequence 1 worm of time, she already has the knowledge that you are hosting Pallez at the moment so she wouldn't pry." Amon chuckled darkly, "The thing about these sequences which give you powers like these are that one gets too dependent on them to notice the flaws and easy loopholes that people have been able to dig around them."
He then turned to Leonard, "Like your captain for example."
"Captain Dunn?"
"Yes, he relies so heavily on his powers as a nightmare, that he didn't even question any of the lies that Klein has spoken while one the dream interrogation."
"Now that you say that... yes..."
"Having an overpowered power like that makes people believe in them too soon and too much. That's why it's so fun being a Marauder, finding loopholes around those rules and regulations and see our enemies absolutely crumble against us and fall into despair and madness is the best. Ask Pallez, he likes doing that way more than me."
[...] Pallez chose not to speak.
Leonard blinked, "Old man is a sadist like you?!"
"Almost everyone in the Marauder pathway along with other pathways like devil and Hanged man is a sadist- don't point at me." Amon shrugged innocently. "Its in our nature. Like how Seer pathway beyonders are extremely cautious and like to stay behind the scenes from what their pathway powers have them do.
"Anyways, enough of the chit chat, I need to go prepare Klein's lunch box now. Make sure to remember to apply for a promotion today or next day." Amon smiled as he nudged his monocle and dissapeared leaving only a few crow feathers floating in the air.
Leonard looked at the floating crow feathers and couldn't help but feel how cool that was.
[I pity his clones...]
"Why?"
[...trust me you do not want to know.]