In the end, they would be grateful, and in turn, they would be on a high plateau in search of new resources, their planets would now be theirs alone, and they would not lack resources, they would be on a planet of their own.
The reason for the wars and constant conflicts between the Gordanians and the Thamarans, was the wrong side of the balance, in the midst of a war between forces, which appeared on the wrong side.
According to them, ancient Thamaran were just freed slaves who were helped and in a great war chosen as warriors, for the great war of the wars of the Dire beasts.
When according to the ancients, the Thamaran turned against the ancient deity of the cult, to a primordial enmity, of priests of Um-Mu who were said to have been granted the power of emotions, and the power of yellow and sun fire and the power of moon, which increased the strength of his emotions.
Darkness fucked him by pushing without resistance and without strength, towards the bed, fucking him between his legs, his screams, stop begging to stop.
The new god was fucking him, non-stop beating, between his legs, his legs spread wide and with him in the middle fucking him, biting and pulling at his neck.
In between thrusts, Darkness was biting and sucking on his lips, with his legs, being leveraged, and thrusting with it, nonstop thrusting with skin-to-skin slaps, with his growls, with deep thumps.
Between her last orgasms, between tears, moans and gasps, after coitus, Luna passed out from fatigue, sexual exhaustion, between tears and crying.
A few hours later, Luna woke up being caressed, and with pain in his ass, the new god was hugging him, caressing his body, when he woke up, feeling the pain at the base of his spine.
- How much time...? Luna didn't finish the whole question.
- To my pride. - Said Darkness. – You slept in his arms for at least 2 hours.
Luna had semen in and semen out of him, his abs, his own cock and his groin, thighs and legs were wet.
- It hurts. - He said, red looking when he realized that Darkness had already taken off all his clothes, not even boots or mask left.
Aside from his semen-covered body, what he had around him, sticky from his semen that had dried and accumulated, inside him, it was sticky, even though it was oozing inside him.
The cum that was accumulating beneath him, toward the sheets beneath him, his legs were shaking, his hole was twitching and throbbing and throbbing, the sheets accumulating in quantity, smeared with semen.
Luna had bite marks on her neck, nipples, finger marks on her thighs, waist, and groin.
Luna gasped at Darkness's strong hands on him, grabbing and kissing, then, as she saw it, the new god caressing him, feeling his hole contract and throb, and his fingers in his wet hole.
- Do you have any questions, my moon...? – Asked Darkness.
Luna turned red and finally asked. - Where are these dying planets? Luna asked looking towards the new god.
- I knew you paid attention. - Said Darkness, giving her a kiss on the lips.
- I'll take you to them. - Said the new god.
Enter while being hugged and kissed by Darkness, who took him to take a shower massaging his penis, wet and soaping Luna was groped, and with fingers inside him, drawing fluids from inside him, with slaps and bites on his ass, and neck .
Luna was stretched out, which was resolved, being carried towards the regeneration tanks, a few hours back to normal size and ridding him, much to Darkness's chagrin, of his shameful scars, along with them, his marks.
So that at the end of time, Luna came out of there like new, and then Darkness took him back to the room to change, to prepare him, to take him on a raid.
It was some time later that the new god took him on a journey...
Darkness took him on a quick trip to each of those ruined planets, and showing what would be nothing more than sand dunes, and what he saw, ruins, rocks.
This was the effect when all natural resources are exhausted.
The end of life on each of those planets.
Those were remnants of the old cults, there were inscriptions, rocks and old abandoned buildings, ruins of temples, using the explosion tubes, it was right there, but if we take into account that by normal navigators, it would need months of travel.
There was no life but skeletons, and remains and fossils and dry bones and springs, equally dry, what he saw around him, the two of them walked together on each of those planets, were walking there.
When Darkness showed him each of those locations, when they saw the fire, flames still rising towards some rocks, ruined temples, abandoned buildings, remains of what would have been rivers and aqueducts.
There was no more water there, of course, what was left were nothing more than inscriptions, and memories, some of these beings lived for many ages, those who survived the famine.
Whereas the ancient priests who gained immortality were either the followers who stayed on the right side of the scales of war.
There was or what was left of the dry and twisted trees, sprouting from the earth, a side effect of gas and oil remnants left over from drilling and exploration.
There are diplomatic issues, enmities and discussions, regarding the elders of several other races, who still cultivate enmities and dislikes of ancient stories, rancor and regret, as well as remembering what caused all that destruction.
What wasn't terribly difficult to convince them to form an alliance with some old enemies and enmities, was exhausting.
What must I say, it was difficult, but not impossible, realizing that Darkness used him to converse and mediate with former ministers and advisors, to whom the new god introduced him on each of the exiled planets at the end of all that sidereal journey.
All of them originally worshiped an ancient deity, on ancient planets long abandoned.
Some of those planets had ruins and abandoned temples from one of the bases and headquarters of a cult that was revered and followed by the few remaining priests before exile.