The First Technomancer by Rodney C. Johnson Page B

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transcendence!
    His metallic claws brushed aside a thin strap
which held atop her maroon garment to make bare for his enjoyment a
full inviting breast with a nipple already erect. The Lord of
Darkness nibbled upon her nubile, exposed fruit.
    Shaheen exhaled, and with her own hand
dropped the other strap to provide for him a full view of her ample
breasts. Silky fabric piled at her sandaled toes as Shaheen shimmed
out of her lower garment making herself totally nude.
    Scooping her up in his arms, Iblis carried
Shaheen over to his bedding. A nest of richly woven fabric and
pillows, meant to hold many occupants in love play. Gently the Vril
set her down, lifted her legs, and then he began to kiss, tease his
way toward her throbbing sex.
    At the merest touch of the fallen Vril lord's
nimble fingers Shaheen found herself pushed toward the edge of
delight. A wave of ecstasy assaulted her in a deluge of white hot
power before Iblis Jinn even thrust himself into her warm slit with
his mighty engorged organ. No, not a man at all. The human
girl thought while he pumped hard and deep.
    Together, they were animals in heat.
    Overpowered by his untethered force, almost
on the edge of his climax, Iblis Jinn, the Shaitan threw back his
head and let out an inhuman growl which could be heard throughout
the entire village. Just at that moment he ejaculated.
    Bearing the strength of the fallen Vril's
otherworldly sperm, Shaheen moaned.
    The seed has been planted. Now, it must
gestate. Thought Lord Jinn as he stood over the sleeping woman
in his plush bedding. “There are other matters which require my
attendance, gorgeous creature.” He whispered into Shaheen's ear,
she rolled over, blissfully lost to the gift he had bestowed upon
her this evening. “See to our son; remind him that he has a destiny
to claim. When the time comes. I shall call him to it!”
    Mission complete, Iblis Jinn burned his body
to ash. In its place he became a stream of perfected data,
returning to his true luminescent form, that of smokeless fire, so
that he might better traverse across the stars upon ethereal
wings.
     
     
    Quickly, unlike any human woman before her,
Shaheen grew heavy with child. The baby within her womb matured at
a disturbing stride, and not three months after his conception came
to be born. This confounded the village elders of course, but then
they reasoned that the girl had been consorting with their honored
guest, who had been rather unusual.
    Owing to its singularly unique genetics, the
newly born Nephilim, offspring of a 'Son of God' and a human
female, did not first appear all too human. Covered with a fine
coat of snow white hair, a pelt over his body as he was, and with a
prehensile tail, the boy appeared somewhat grotesque, yet cuddly in
a strange sort of way.
    More to the point, it seemed as if the child
had been born self-aware. No sooner had he entered the world, and
the boy was up and walking, like a very advanced three year-old
with an unquenchable curiosity for his surroundings. But one
expects such things from the offspring of angels.
    The white animal pelt, which would be the
most hair that Ambakhun Tan would ever have for his entire long,
and ageless days soon molted away. In his later years all he would
be able to manage would be a stark white goatee. Other than that,
Ambakhun would be quite hairless. And of course the curling tail
did also drop off. Though even without these odd features, the boy
forever would be marked as different.
    Like some kind of electric blue tattoo,
beneath his skin, flesh much fairer than that of his mother's,
embedded Vril technology, nanoconduits uncoiled across the left
side of Ambakhun's face, and back toward his spinal column, to meet
at juncture points which finally vanished deep into his body.

Chapter 2.
The Underground City
     
    Without the El-Vod-Yad, the Golden Equation, that which I think to be the
true philosopher's stone. I do not
believe we Arclayht Warlocks will ever be able to