Glimmer, Guts, and Grimoir Book 1
Copyright© 2026 by Sorrowfullvirgin27
Chapter 1: Resurrection is a Bitch
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1: Resurrection is a Bitch - A parody of destiny 1 and 2 with a slightly slow start with quirks and lots of lemons
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fan Fiction Space Magic BDSM DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Lactation Massage Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Body Modification Public Sex Size Small Breasts Royalty Transformation AI Generated
Kira woke up to a small, floating geometric eyeball screaming in her face.
“Eyes up, Guardian!” the little spark chirped.
Kira didn’t get up. She groaned, the sound vibrating through a throat that felt like it had been scrubbed with Hive chitin and soaked in cheap Martian tequila. “Five more minutes. And tell Shaxx I’m not wearing the deer skull tonight.”
“I am a Ghost! And you’ve been dead for several centuries,” the eyeball replied, hovering over her rusted remains. “Also, you’re currently being hunted by a Fallen raiding party, so if you’d like to keep your skin—which, by the way, is remarkably well-preserved for a corpse—we should move.”
Kira sat up, brushing a handful of dirt and what looked like a rib bone off her chest. She looked down. She was wearing a tattered cloak that barely covered her essentials and held a hand cannon that looked like it had been used to hammer nails into a coffin.
“Great,” she muttered, standing up and feeling the familiar, satisfying weight of a knife sheathed at her thigh. “Dying was the most rest I’ve had in years. Who’s the muscle?”
“The muscle,” a deep, metallic voice boomed from behind a nearby rusted van, “is currently busy trying to figure out why this Fallen Captain’s head won’t stay attached to his shoulders.”
A massive Exo Titan, painted a shade of blue that could only be described as ‘Aggressive Safety Hazard,’ stepped out. He was holding a Fallen Vandal by the throat with one hand and a half-eaten sandwich in the other.
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