Her eyes widening in astonishment, Riven quickly followed up with a face full of suspicion: "Just Syndra alone? Seriously? And what does that have to do with my current situation? Don't try to change the subject!"
"I'm not changing the subject, just laying some groundwork." Hearing this, Faen rubbed his temples and said, "And recently, from what I know, Syndra has been preparing for something big."
Hearing this, Riven's curiosity was piqued. Seeing that Faen didn't look like he was lying, and that there seemed to be a genuine reason for his actions—plus the fact that her previous inexplicable frustration had mostly stemmed from not understanding Faen's attitude—she glanced at Faen's still-towering cock. She squatted back down and began to serve him obediently. While licking him, she looked up at Faen and asked curiously, "What big thing?"
Seeing this, Faen explained the sensory resonance contract between Syndra and Karma.
"Mhm. You can probably guess. Syndra intends to exact her revenge on the Spirit of Ionia through this sensory resonance contract. For example, by copulating with me intensely, she hopes to make Karma lose her composure and fall from grace."
"I guessed as much." Hearing this, Riven nodded and said, "Syndra really has no intention of hiding her thoughts at all..."
In her memory, when discussing Ionia, although the current Syndra could control the darkness and prevent it from swaying her mind thanks to Faen, setting aside the Darkness of Ionia itself, Syndra personally still held a deep disdain for Ionia. This aversion originated from Syndra herself, and Faen had always refrained from placing too many restrictions on this aspect.
Since they are sisters sharing the same bed, if there's a problem, it must be properly resolved without favoring one over the other. Otherwise, malicious infighting among the girls during future orgies would harm our harmony.
Faen still hoped that Syndra and Karma could bury the hatchet and share food and drink under the same "baguette."
Mhm. Although Karma—or rather, the current Enlightened One, Darha—and Faen didn't have a deep friendship yet, driven by his extraordinarily intense desire for conquest and possession, Faen had no intention of turning a blind eye.
Gather the blossom while it blooms, lest you wait and break an empty branch. Although Darha had inherited the memories of past Karmas, she hadn't lost her sense of self. She still maintained her own pursuits and hoped to bring new transformations to Ionia, allowing it to better face the coming era of strife.
Possessing such noble ideals, along with her exquisite features and dignified temperament, Faen found it truly difficult to convince his "lower house" to ignore her.
Especially since Karma possessed a healthy dark skin tone that Faen currently lacked in his harem. Even purely from a collector's standpoint, Faen had to follow his inner desires.
As for why, despite both having dark skin, Faen was interested in Karma but felt absolutely nothing for the Piltover Councilor, Mel—it was simply because dark skin and racial categorization were two completely different things. A cinnamon tone with yellow undertones was vastly different from pure black. While Faen could appreciate different kinds of beauty, fundamentally, aesthetics are innate and personal. As for Mel's type, Faen could only say it wasn't his cup of tea.
Thinking this, Faen explained to Riven:
"The sensation sharing brought about by the sensory resonance contract isn't just purely physical sensations; it also includes spiritual resonance. This is also why Karma was willing to undergo this ritual. She hopes to use it to reform Syndra, helping her understand some of the problems Ionia faces and thereby dissipating the hatred within her."
"..." Hearing this, Riven opened her mouth, then said with a face full of helplessness, "You guys really are... scheming against each other in every sense of the word, aren't you?"
"It's not scheming; it's blatant revenge and a blatant desire to reform," Faen spread his hands, indicating that wasn't the case. He then added with a wistful expression, "And Syndra has already realized Karma's intentions. Especially after discovering that simple copulation wasn't enough to make Karma fall, she's been plotting a massive move."
"How massive?" Riven asked curiously.
"Simply put..." Faen stroked his chin and said, "Syndra's life-order allows her to bear my children."
Hearing Faen's words, although it wasn't a direct answer, Riven's face still showed deep surprise and slight shock. She carefully asked, "Then Karma...?"
"Karma won't get pregnant because of this."
Shaking his head, Faen said calmly, "For ordinary people, pregnancy might not be something they can sense immediately. They need to rely on subsequent physiological reactions like missed periods, morning sickness, and changes in pulse. But when one's life-order reaches a certain level, like Syndra and Karma's, the very instant conception occurs, they can feel the presence of a new seed of life within their bodies."
"And Syndra plans to use my life essence to achieve implantation within her. The immense bliss of our first daughter being nurtured in her flower-room will not only fulfill her own desires but also serve as her ultimate revenge against Ionia."
Saying this, meeting Riven's shocked expression, Faen continued, "Of course, this all hinges on successful conception... which ultimately relies on luck. That's why the current Syndra is constantly enduring her craving for copulation. She's even trying her best to avoid seeing me, continuously suppressing and compressing the lust in her heart. She's preparing to drop a massive bombshell on Karma when she reaches her breaking point."
As he spoke, a slightly solemn expression appeared on Faen's face, the look of a man facing a challenge and pressure.
"Think about it. Syndra waited in the Dreaming Pool for thousands of years before finally reuniting with me. And during the time right after our reunion, she copulated with me almost every single night, pouring out her inner joy and love. But now, she's forcibly restraining this love that's right at her fingertips, constantly waiting, suppressing it... So when the time finally comes for it to erupt, just what level will that intense emotion and desire reach?"
As he spoke, Faen pulled his monstrous meat out of Riven's mouth. Under the female warrior's slightly shocked gaze, he swung the cock and slapped her cheeks twice with it, leaving two red marks smeared with glistening saliva on her exquisite face.
"So it's not that I'm tired of playing with Riven. I just need to accumulate and precipitate for a while."