Eldritch Enactment
Copyright© 2025 by Carlos Santiago
Chapter 48: The Road Always Was
Horror Sex Story: Chapter 48: The Road Always Was - 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
“The Road goes ever on and on...”
— Bilbo Baggins, “The Road Goes Ever On,” J. R. R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring. First published in the United Kingdom by George Allen & Unwin on July 29, 1954; U.S. edition published by Houghton Mifflin on October 21, 1954. Copyright © 1954 by J. R. R. Tolkien. Copyright renewed and administered by the Tolkien Estate. All rights reserved.
Time did not pass for Xyr’khal as it might for other beings since he was the Chronovore. However, departure from his dimension into that of his greatest master was not movement across distance but the abandonment of one interval for another. That meant the understanding of chronal movement within his master’s realm was as alien to him as time in his realm was to mortal comprehension.
His world folded inward upon itself, centuries compressing into instants while futures peeled from his form in translucent ribbons and vanished behind him. Then he was elsewhere. The Realm of Yog-Sothoth possessed no boundary that could be crossed, yet Xyr’khal found himself within its confines.
Many would find the lack of a sky or horizon unsettling, but for one such as the Chronovore, this was simply existence.
The immensity of blackness filled his sight; lights that were not stars existed in a distance that could not be measured by an inferior mind. that were not stars and distances that could not be measured. At the center of that impossible dominion lingered the Greatest One, the Key and the Gate, whose presence caused the boundaries between dimensions to tremble simply by existing.
Before that grandeur stood the Emissary.
Xyr’khal bowed his clock-like head.
“You summoned me.”
“We require an appraisal,” said the Emissary with an inclination of his own head.
“The Heir has entered into an understanding with the Horror. The Revelator has entered the mortal world. Dreibruch has fallen. The competing Eldritch forces are attacking the mortals, and before too long they shall turn upon one another.”
The Emissary smiled.
“Excellent.”
“While I understand your approval, this conflict may yet destroy the world you sent us to retrieve.”
“All outcomes remain acceptable,” said the Emissary without pleasure.
While there was not joy, the Chronovore recognized certainty in the inflection of the words.