Eldritch Enactment
Copyright© 2025 by Carlos Santiago
Chapter 29: The Thin Veil
Horror Sex Story: Chapter 29: The Thin Veil - After his father's passing in 1822, Silas Wolcott returns home to discover he has inherited a fortune beyond necessity. However, soon, he must uncover the secrets of his House and bloodline. From a seductive vampire to a university that wants knowledge, a tale of hubris, fear, and destruction unfolds.
Caution: This Horror Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Coercion Consensual Hypnosis Mind Control Gay Heterosexual Fiction Historical Horror School Science Fiction Alternate History Paranormal non-anthro Vampires Anal Sex Cream Pie Squirting Voyeurism Geeks Halloween Royalty Transformation Violence
“Anything that man can imagine is a possibility in reality.”
— Willie Gallon (VIZ Media: Willy Karen), quoted by the narrator in One Piece, Volume 24, Chapter 218. Written and illustrated by Eiichiro Oda. Originally published in Weekly Shōnen Jump; English edition published by VIZ Media. © Eiichiro Oda / Shueisha / VIZ Media. All rights reserved.
He sat alone in his study that night.
There were no easy answers ahead. Of that fact, he was certain.
Without feeling dramatic, Silas understood that a war was coming, and he had an important part to play. Some might be under the delusion that they were a General in the battles of the future, but he held no such misunderstanding.
He stared upon the crown on his desk. There were seven spires—one for each great sin that he had committed.
If only he had been aware of what he was doing, he might have made different choices. That was the thing that haunted his mind the most. If he could go back and do it all over again, he would likely have still been friends with Princess Sophia and even allowed Jonathan Pellham to be in his home. He might have taken precautions.
Although, he thought of how his father had tried to handle avoiding premarital children. He had told Silas over and over again that the only way to be certain that a child would not be born was for a man not to have sex with a woman.
The problem that Silas’s professors in biology explained to him was that sex was a natural human drive, so prevention was better through taking precautions rather than trying to avoid the act altogether.
Preventative measures needed to be taken if he were to prevent these monsters from taking over.
As the fire crackled deep in the night, he leaned in his chair, considering what he could do.
He needed to consider all that would come. He had seen technologies and wonders that he could not fully make sense of. He did not understand the physics behind horseless carriages and those containers of metal that flew called airplanes. While he could wrap his head around the idea of electricity, it was the concept of solar panels and wind turbines that upset him.
Surely, giving humanity the ability to harness power would be a benefit to the world, but he was unsure as to how he could do this.
Those answers would never suffice.
Then, he thought of the texts he had asked Thomas.
He suspected that those ancient words might tip the balance. People who saw progress as the only way to move forward were fools. Sometimes, life required the mind to consider old ideas to be new once more.
It was much like the printing press. For mass publication, it was a wonder, but if one were to want to write a single letter, a pen and paper would suffice.
Life was about considering all of one’s options before committing to a course of action.
His mind burned with possibilities though. That was likely his biggest personal problem, outside of the fact that there was an unspeakable monster under his house in another dimension that had access to powers and connections, and those powers were ones that no contemporary of his could yet understand.
If he helped prepare others for this fight, and kept the crown close at hand, was he doing the right thing? Was he creating a new problem for tomorrow in the moment?
He could not be certain. What he did know was that humanity would not survive the monster’s power nor what was to come.
“There is still yet work to be done...”
He recalled that voice in his mind with such stark clarity.
“If ever you were a good man, Silas Wolcott, fight. Save your world. The monster cannot be free except by you willingly putting on the crown. Until you do, it will rend, give, take, harm, and rattle in its cage, but it cannot escape.”
This all occurred because Silas craved to know the truth, believing himself capable of handling whatever consequences that would come, but he could not.
That was the hubris of humanity. They believed themselves inconquerable. How foolish of a species was he a part of? All things in creation had limits. To believe himself the exception just because no challenge had stopped them yet was foolhardy.
He supposed that was another balancing act of humanity.
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