How can a voice echo and be absorbed? It didn't make sense to you, but it sounded like something you shouldn't be able to hear, but were hearing nonet...eless.The voice chuckled. "You're in limbo, boy. Don't try to make sense of it; you could sit here for the next hundred cycles trying to figure it out and have the exact same understanding as you do now. Listen, here's all you need to know. I'm... well the best way I can put it that you could understand, is that I'm a passing deity. I heard. I smiled, gave her a kiss on the forehead, and strode out of the room, grabbing a new tunic on my way out. The spa was practically empty. There were a single runner and three succubi, two of which were attempting to lure the man across the line. It’s how a succubus hunts I suppose. He seemed engaged in the conversation. I myself have always found succubi to be boring individuals. The only thing a succubus seems interested in is becoming the most alluring and well accomplished of their kind.. "What? I don't..." she began, the joy on her face fading to confusion."We're not going to fuck to make babies," I told her with a smile, moving alongside her and holding her, caressing her, looking deep into her eyes. "I love you too much for that. We're going to make love to make a baby."Her joyous smile returned, and she raised her face to mine and gave me the softest, most gentle, and most romantic of kisses. When I eventually plumbed her depths, some while later, she was hotter, wetter and. I wondered if I would have any final maudlin meeting with Ava before I expired? I sure didn’t cotton to being part of a room full of tears and sadness and forlorn what-could-have-been-ness. And yet, a moment of tender goodbye-ness ... Jesus what a mess! I was not ready for any of that. But the good doctor had said whatever it was that was going on was treatable. I just had to hope that it would be treated successfully. But the fact was I had no control over any of it, not really.A couple of.