Chaos and Aruliel had joined hands once more, while Dura had managed to escape the temple after the two began to engage into a fight against the Forbidden One amalgamation composed of his Soul Fragment of Ego.
Dura, barely being able to stand due to the strong damage in her soul, was greeted by the young Froggo and the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu coupled with the other two summons, the Demigod, and the God, that Chaos had summoned previously to protect the entrance to the temple.
"Dura! Are you okay? You look pretty bad! W-W hat's happening inside?!" asked Froggo.
Dura groaned as she began to heal her body, but it was the soul that hurt her the most, the Forbidden One's nightmare had taken a big hit into her soul, weakening her rather strongly, and leaving her in a bad state.
Froggo had learned some healing magic, but his element, nature, and water, had no effect in the soul either and his healing magic was of now use either.The Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu looked at Dura while squinting his eyes and then glared down at the scene within the temple, right there an enormous battle between three powerful wielders of the Fragments of the Forbidden One was happening.
It was of such proportions that even if he were to try to help, he would only be a nuisance to Aruliel and Chaos. He glared down at Dura, the companion of Chaos, a woman that had been at his side for a while, it has been a few months since this being had stopped being dinner and became a new ally. Chaos didn't really intended him to become like this, but the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu seemed to eb willing to aid his new master, as his original one was eaten after all, and his powers were transferred to Chaos, making him the new master of this summon.
He had already achieved the level of God-Realm, so he naturally had a Divine Realm. Despite not having many feelings of companionship and always seeking to gain merit for Chaos to praise him and more, he saw some possibility of gaining merit by helping one of Chaos close aides.
He opened his divine realm portal, as he knew he had the powers that could heal Dura. Psionic Energy, which was his divinity, had not only power over the mind, but the soul as well.
Why? Well, because the mind and its powers originated from not only the brain but the soul, being able to control these powers to the point it had turned into a divinity means that the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu was also able to manipulate souls, and therefore, healing one, even if slowly, was possible.
"Come inside my divine realm, I will heal your soul…" said the enormous tentacled monster.
Dura didn't felt any disgust for him or something, Chaos was surrounded by all sorts of monsters in all kinds of bizarre shapes, so Dura accepted, not knowing very well of Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu aside from the taste of his meat which she had enjoyed back then, she entered his divine realm, finding a world covered by pink-colored plants and trees, a purple sky, and a bright pink moon, there was pink and purple essence flowing everywhere as well."Hahh… Ugh… But Chaos and Aruliel…" muttered Dura.
"Ugh, just move over, there's my temple there, rest in there and don't move! You tentacle-less body requires a soft place to rest, right?" sighed the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu.
Dura was guided inside of his strangely shaped temple, a place where the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu felt comfortably in, and she sat over a large bed the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu had prepared for her.
Although Dura didn't feared his appearance, she noticed those slimy tentacles a lot, and she had seen enough of this "hentai" that the space pirates traffic in the black market which Chaos had gotten by loads when he plundered the entire city of space pirates in Ginnungagap to know that something weird might happen if the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu was a degenerate.
"Y-You're not doing anything weird to me, right?" she asked while blushing a bit and swallowing saliva.
"What? What are you even talking about?" asked the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu.
"N-Nothing…" said Dura.
"Ah… Ugh! How disgusting! Did you thought that…?!" asked the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu, the being read her mind and felt utterly disgusted.
What was wrong with this Oni woman? Was she this desperate?
Well, Dura wasn't desperate or something, she was just plain dumb sometimes.
"Ah! Don't read my mind, you tentacle mass! That's rude! Not even Chaos do it!" said Dura.
"Ugh, I won't, I will never read your disgusting mind again, don't worry.. Also, I am a woman…" sighed the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu.
"Y-You're a girl?!" asked Dura.
"Yes! So what?! Now sit there, close your eyes, and rest, I will slowly repair your soul…" sighed the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu.
This body she was showing to Dura was a mere projection of her true self that all Gods could generate inside their divine realms whenever their true bodies didn't go inside.
Dura rested as she felt the tentacles of the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu beginning to massage her soul, the wound hurt a lot, so she began to groan a bit… rather lewdly.
This only made the entire task even more awkward, the poor Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu only wanted to gain merit by helping one of Chaos closest friends, but she didn't enjoyed this thing at all!
In the outside, the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu was doing all sorts of disgusted faces with her large eyes.
Froggo and the Demigod and the God looked at her with curiosity and also with intrigue.
"Ugh, tentacle-less organisms are truly disgusting… What? What are you looking at?!" asked the Aberrant Psionic Cthulhu, as Froggo and his two new "friends" waved their heads and tried to evade her angered glare, she was very grumpy too.
"N-Nothing! Never mind…" sighed Froggo.
TRUUUUMMM!!!
However, just when Dura had begun to recover her soul, a tremor all around the entire temple happened! They were all suddenly being dragged outside the frog's body!
