The Power of Creation – Chapter 290

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“Lady, the elephant tribe to the south and the antelope tribe to the west have both fallen.” A man in a general’s armor said to a woman looking over a map. “The Platypus tribe is barely holding on by a bill.”

“We demi-human’s really come in all shapes, don’t we?” Lady says, tugging on her long floppy dog ears that resemble that of a basset hound.

“That’s not important right now. We must call for aid if we are to survive the next assault. Already, the humans have brought down half of our forces. The men have been slaughtered, and the women have been turned into slaves.”

“Why are they only taking female slaves?” Lady ponders out loud.

“I don’t know. In the past, they’d collect the men to toil in mines, but from the few slavers we’ve caught, they suggested the orders were women and children only. In fact, men who surrender peacefully are allowed to be released.”

“Seriously?”

“Of course, what man who calls himself a man would allow his women and children to be enslaved? The few who have avoided death this way, we kill ourselves. I will not tolerate cowards!”

“V-very good.” Lady nods, “Although, can we truly afford to throw away more men, even the cowards?”

The general shrugs helplessly. “I have no other options. We have truly reached the end of our rope here. It’s do or die time. The entire demi-human realm is close to complete and utter annihilation.”

“I understand, general.” Lady sighs, looking just as helpless. “Then what tribes yet can we still ask for aid?”

As she asks this, a few people slip into the tent. The tent Lady and the others are gathered in appears to be HQ for the army, a massive tent with a table in the middle and a large map of the area. Several key positions are marked on the map with various pins. As for who slips into the tent, there is a strange man, a young catgirl, an only slightly older looking squirrel girl, and of all things a dark elf.

“Perhaps we can call on the bat tribe. I’ve heard that the proper way to contact them is to shine a light into the sky and-“

Lady interrupted the general by lifting a hand, looking over at the dark elf. “What is your kind doing here? I heard the slavers came to your… resort… a month ago. My scouts say that the dark elf men remain, but all the women were gone. I’m not surprised your men surrendered without fighting back considering how you treat them.”

“Hmph!” The woman snorts, looking down her nose at the dog demi-human leader. “You speak to the Matriarch of the darkelf’s Wendy so casually. If you were a man, I’d have you stripped down and whipped.”

“Ai… but I’m not a man.” Lady responds darkly. “I’m a woman like you… care to call me a sexist bigot as well for not ascribing to your bullshit feminism?”

Wendy snorts even louder. “Of course, you’re just a poor victim brainwashed by the patriarchy… I had hoped the women’s suffrage, where we freed you women of the oppression of men, would have opened your mind-“

“Freed us? You led a slander campaign against men all across the demi-human world, brainwashing our youth into believing your rhetoric and eventually had all of the tribe elders, my father included, disposed. Half of them took their lives from sheer embarrassment. My father still hasn’t recovered from the shame after you smeared him with false rape allegations.”

“An ends to a means…”

“Had more of the elders survived and the realm not been run by inexperienced women who got their jobs through affirmative action, perhaps we wouldn’t be in this state!” Lady shouts angrily, “You… you’re not welcome here, my guards will-“

Slap!

Wendy’s face is suddenly slapped by someone else in the room, causing what Lady was going to say to stop instantly. Wendy falls to the ground, her eyes panting as she rubs her face.

“Shut up, Wendy. I thought you were going to help negotiate with the other demi-humans, but you really are the worst. Go make me a sandwich.”

Wendy glares up hatefully. “You bastard… if you weren’t my baby daddy I’d seriously half ass making that sandwich…”

She continues to grumble as she gets up and walks out the tent.  Meanwhile, Lady’s wide eyes eventually turn to the man who dominated the queen of the feminists with a single strike. You smile and nod with a friendly demeanor.

“Oh? And who are you then?” Lady demands.

“First… the most important question…” You begin. “You freaking have batmen?”

“They’re not really bats.” The general sighs. “They just dress like a bat.”

“S-seriously…”

“They were actually originally the rat tribe, but they wanted to invoke fear in their enemies, so they started dressing like bats. Batmen are basically ratmen with wings.”

“Ah… you don’t say…”

“Enough talk of batmen!” Lady growls. “They’re not the hero we need right now.”

“But they are the hero we deserve.”

“Who are you, stranger, friend of foe?” Lady ignores the general.

“Me? Hmmm… how would I describe me?” You tap your lips. “If batman is the hero you deserve, then I guess I’d be Xian Xia protagonist?”

“You’re going to bang all the beautiful women and act like an arrogant asshole while everyone tells you how great and righteous and noble you are despite objectively being a terrible person?”

“Bingo!”

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Kama-sutra Chapter 6

Ehehe… what can I say… quite embarrassing to start a story and then run out of ideas for it… but thanks to some deep delving into the mind-control category of Literotica, I have finally found a way to resolve the issue… When inspiration rains, it pours… I found myself plotting my story out for tens of chapters… so, this will be my second permanent feature after STC… expect releases on alternate days… I’ll soon add it to my Patreon tiers so you can expect advanced chapters and a promise to never drop it and stick to a schedule since I absolutely hate cheating people out of their hard earned cash. If I ever fail to deliver, I will refund stuff…

Anyway, the chapters will be the same length as STC chapters… around 1k to 1.5k words… and if this gets popular enough, I might flip the schedule so this gets daily while STC is on alternate days…

TL,DR? Will never drop… Will release on alternate days.


Lin’s tears were like a trough of cold water thrown onto my heated brain. It made me realize what I was doing. I was casually talking about taking lives. Good? Evil? What right did I have to judge them? For all I knew of Cultivator society, this might be the moral compass they lived by. The moral compass they had grown up with. The only one they knew.

Was it the fault of the woman trying to fuck herself to death on me while drooling? Was it the fault of the society that had raised her? I didn’t know. I didn’t care.

What I did know, was that if I followed through on my impulse and killed her, I would violate the morals I had lived by in my previous life. I would start living by the creed the Yin Demon Sect followed.

Then? Then what would be the difference between them and me? Why should I live while they perished?

Was my belief in the Kama-sutra really so fickle? A little pain and I was ready to abandon it and become a cold-blooded murderer – its message of love forgotten?

Looking into Lin’s eyes, I realized that it wasn’t. I wasn’t.

Now that I was sober, I didn’t want blood on my hands.

Grabbing her ass, I pushed the woman off me. My cock exited her with a wet ‘schloop’ and she collapsed onto the stone bed like a marionette with its strings cut – unconscious.

Suddenly, my face was enveloped in soft, warm flesh as Lin buried my head in her ample chest.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you…” she kept muttering as I felt something warm and wet spatter on my forehead. The liquid trailed down the side of my nose and dropped on my upper lip. Instinctively, I put out my tongue to lick it.

“Aah!” Lin cried out as she stepped back at the sensation of my tongue accidentally touching the valley of her chest.

I liked my upper lip. The salty taste of her tears combined with the coppery tang of my dried blood.

The both of us looked at each other in silence.

She was the first to break our stare-down by furiously rubbing her eyes with the back of her forearm. When she removed her arm, the skin around her eyes was red – as was her nose and her swollen cheek.

“Who else knows that we are here?” I asked her.

She sniffed sharply to clear her nose and replied, “N-no one knows. Senior sister brought you here secretly.”

“Is there somewhere safer than this?”

She nodded. “My room.”

“Won’t the people outside see me?”

“No one is there now. Everyone is at the initiation ceremony for the new recruits.”

“New recruits?” I began to ask, then I realised. “Oh…” she was referring to the females that had been on that ill-fated carriage to the Moonlight Sword Sect.

I was slightly hesitant to trust Lin and leave the room. Right now, I might be a little stronger than her but the moment we stepped out of this room, I would be in her power. She could lead me right to the guardhouse and I wouldn’t know.

Then I realized with a shock how stupid that line of reasoning was. She could have run out the moment I turned the tables on her senior sister and called for reinforcements. Instead, she had tried to persuade me to let her go. She had trusted me despite her sister’s words that I was from that whatever Yang Demon Sect… which if I was guessing correctly was the male equivalent of this sect.

My actions had been even more damning, what with the way I was siphoning off her senior sister’s cultivation. I had stolen some of hers as well. Why the hell was she trusting me?

I didn’t know… but it made no sense to doubt her. So, I nodded.

Lin bent down and shouldered the unresponsive form of her senior sister in a fireman’s carry and we made it out of the cave.

The moment we exited, I was stunned by the sight that met my eyes.

Silver… The entire world was dyed silver by the moonlight. Moonlight that cascaded down from a moon that covered half the sky.

I stood there dumbstruck, staring up at the sky. Seeing one brought so close – close enough to touch filled me with a primal awe of the heavenly bodies that our ancestors had passed down through our instincts.

Lin’s urgent pull on my arm shocked me out of my fugue state. “How?” I blurted out as I followed her as we made our way through the maze of silver buildings, on a silver pathway, up a silver mountain.

“The sect protecting formation.” She replied. “It encases this entire mountain in an illusory barrier. Look –” she said as she pointed at the horizon as we hurried along.

I followed her direction and peered at the distance. We were around the middle of the mountain which had been terraced into levels – of increasing importance, I’m sure – and when I looked into the distance, I could see a long way over the forests that surrounded us.

According to Liu Yang’s memories, there was only one forest of such a size near his hometown: The Viridian Forest. He had never heard of there being a solitary mountain in the middle of it.

“Look closely at the edges where the forest ends and the mountain begins,” exhorted Lin.

Squinting, I made out a shimmer in the air that – now that I looked carefully – surrounded the mountain on all sides.

Judging by my expression that I had noticed it, Lin explained, “It is an illusory grand formation that hides our sect’s appearance from the world. It also magnifies the moon, letting us harvest the essence of moonlight from it.”

“Moonlight essence? Aren’t you the Yin Demon Sect? Isn’t moonlight essence something the Moonlight Sword Sect would need?”

“Yes,” she nodded, “They are our biggest customers.”

“…Eh?”

By the time we reached Lin’s quarters, unopposed and undetected, my mind had been opened to the decayed morals of this society.

Righteous path? Bah. Sham path more likely.

The Yin Demon Sect with their illusion array were the largest source of the Moonlight essence the Moonlight Sword Sect used to cultivate, so, the two sects were in close collaboration.

The Moonlight Sword Sect as the righteous sect governed the people in their region of control outwardly while letting the Yin Demon Sect raid various villages and cities from time to time to get the men they needed for their cultivation.

So, who were the people to turn to for protection against the big, bad, evil sect? Why, the righteous Moonlight Sword Sect, of course? The general populace was absolutely happy to accept the heavy taxes demanded by the sect in exchange for their ‘protection’.

What? You won’t pay the taxes? Are you crazy? Don’t you remember what happened to the last village that didn’t pay their taxes? The Moonlight Sword Sect stopped protecting them and the Demonesses, seeing their weakness immediately attacked. They were wiped out to the last man. As for the women, they were left there to spread the news of their cruelty. Do whatever you want, but I for one am paying. Money? I can earn it… but I have only one life.

If one of the officers began to chafe under the rule of the sect and get troublesome, he could expect a visit from a Demoness late in the night. The next morning, his dry corpse would be found in his bed.

Were there no virtuous people in the entire region, you ask? Of course, there were. They just never climbed very high in the hierarchy of the Moonlight Sword Sect.

Actually, the ordinary disciples of the sect weren’t told about the cooperation with the Demonesses. They cultivated, ignorant of the fact that their cultivation resources were soaked with the blood of the people they had sworn to protect.

As they rose higher up the echelons of the sect, they were screened for the appropriate character to govern the sect. The greedy bastards who cared about nothing except for their own benefit were given the administrative posts while the ones with a conscience were sent off to guard the various cities and towns.

Of course, those cities and towns would be attacked by the Demonesses and the Cultivator would perish heroically, slaying ten times the number of opponents. Why did the corpses of the Demonesses look like old women, you ask? It’s because they practice an evil form of cultivation which makes them look beautiful… when they die, they show their true colours: ugly old hags.

In any case, the corpses of a cultivator and an ordinary old woman are difficult to distinguish. So, even if you have doubts, what can you do? Especially since the tradition is to burn the corpses as soon as possible to ‘purify’ their evil.

In return for all the highly lucrative male cultivators, the Yin Demon Sect allowed the Moonlight Sword Sect to recruit disciples with talent across the territory. Only, once every four years, they would ‘raid’ the carriage and abduct the potential disciples. If you were a prospective disciple, you had to pray that your year wouldn’t be one of those.

Sadly, for Liu Yang, it had been one of those.


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Bonded Goddess – Chapter 10

Hi. It’s been a month since last update. Well, sorry, I got so many activities.

Well, thanks for patience, since patience is very important.

But just like certain man with a shield says, sometimes patience is the key to victory. Sometimes it leads to very little; seems like it’s not worth it. And you wonder… why you waited so long for something so disappointing ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)


Alright, before we get started, there is one question I want to ask…

Have you ever been in jail, or should I call it a prison?

Well, I have, I’ve been there once for beating my ex-wife and her lover. I never regretted it. Rather, I felt proud of it. At least I had earned my place with every punch in that asshole’s face, especially after I made his face unrecognizable. But now, can I say the same thing in this situation? In this creepy room?

What was the point of a prison anyway? Typically, it was a place where criminals were locked up to atone for their sins and crime. Yeah, to atone their sins and crimes… but what was my sin? My crime? For me to be locked in this underground jail just sitting there like an idiot… no, jail is not the correct word. Let’s use the word “Dungeon”.

Why use the word dungeon? I was in a dungeon, duh! Not a jail or a prison… a dungeon! A freaking dungeon!

You don’t know what a dungeon is? Use Mr. Google to save your sorry ass or read some Isekai novel. How about you play Dungeon Siege, that’s my favorite game… too bad I lost my save data.

Anyway, my previous “dungeon” could be considered a luxury compared to this place. At least they provided me with food, linen, and a basic clean room. Hell, we could even watch TV. That wouldn’t leave me bored, at least.

But here, this “cell” of mine was very dirty. The smell of rotten corpses made this a very creepy place. I had to sleep on the dirty floor and I’m pretty sure the people who sent me here won’t provide me food. But you could find a skeleton here easily, so that’s cool! Hey, look over there, there are a bunch of skeletons in that room! Hell, I even can see one of their fresh rotting arms from here.

That’s great, right!? That can be considered a luxury, right?! In certain meaning, that can be luxury.

Hahahaha… that’s funny, right?

“……….”

Like hell it is! It’s not funny! It’s scary! This place is so fucking scary!

As a former soldier, this place shouldn’t shake me as I’m used to seeing corpses and I have witnessed many torture scenes. A few times back, I faced torture myself. I’m not scared to this “room” or that “room” over there, but what I was scared of was this…I was alone here… and this place was… very unhealthy and disgusting…

Come on, if you’re going to torture people, can you not leave the torture room in plain sight? At least clean the blood off the equipment! That’s just simply unhygienic! Especially the rotten smell is very strong… I don’t want to catch a strange disease in this dungeon.

And of course, the floor is made of mud… oh god, I hoped it was mud. I wouldn’t put it past this place if the floor was composed of the leftovers from the previous inhabitants. I’m not just talking about their waste here, I’m talking about what’s left of the inhabitants too when they inevitably died!

I have been here for days already and I haven’t seen a meal since I had been in this place. Did they expect me to eat the rats? Don’t answer that, I already know the answer, and I wish I didn’t know the answer. Thank god, I can endure the hunger but if I can’t… Fuck! Just imagining it already made me want to vomit.

Why did this happen to me? How did I end up in a dungeon with a life sentence and no chance of parole? Ah, I guess it began when I had the stupid, stupid idea to return to this world in the first place.

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We teleported back to Evelyn’s world.

The whole process took barely fifteen seconds. In those fifteen seconds, I went from in front of my dining room table only to suddenly find myself in another familiar place. This place was the exact place I had teleported to before. Directly under the massive giant tree, the Tree of Life. That’s where we were.

“Ah!” The seat Evelyn had been sitting on no longer was there and thus she fell back on to her butt.

Evelyn looked around as she was seemingly stunned, and the pair of us could only stare at each other in silence, Evelyn on the ground and me on one knee kneeling before her, my hand still held out.

I looked at the giant tree…

So, we’re back here, huh…

She had called it the Lieben Forest. Looking at this forest it kind of took me back to when I first came to this world. It was only three weeks since then. My first meeting with Evelyn. The time when she had trying to kill me for seeing her naked and when we were chased by Cylopeses.

……….

Cylopeses? Wait, if we returned here, that would mean… that monster would still be around. My first instinct was to look for the Cyclopses that I had blinded. However, I didn’t find it. The monster had disappeared, removed in the intervening time we’d been gone.

Was it still there somewhere? I hoped not. We would be killed for real this time if we met that thing again. Since we come back just like before, I came here completely unprepared, no weapon or armor. How are we supposed to defeat it? With the power of plot armor? I don’t have such a thing.

While thinking that, Evelyn removed her hand then stood. She just stood there with a shocked look on her face. Her mouth was open and she was trying to speak, but no words seemed to escape her mouth.

Her eyes darted around as if she was hoping we weren’t back to her world. Once she was sure that we were… Her face immediately turned dreadful. She turned to me and gave a wide-eyed look as she came to this realization.

“Wh-what is it?” I asked, confused by the complicated look she was giving me.

She shook her head in fright, as if she was trying to deny reality, but couldn’t.

We stared at each other in silence.

It was Evelyn that broke the silence as she finally opened her mouth.

“Kyou…” Evelyn started.

“What?”

Soon her ruby eyes turned moist and tears soon rolled down her cheeks as her voice became weak. Wait, she was crying? Why was she suddenly crying?! I was surprised because I never saw her crying like this. It was in sharp contrast to her usual strong, composed and dignified behavior.

“We shouldn’t be here… Kyou.” Evelyn shook her head. “Please, can you take us back home?”

“You want to go back to my house, but we just got here…”

“Please, Kyou… just take us back, now!” Evelyn moved forward and grabbed my shirt, her eyes looking somewhat scary.

“I-I don’t know how?

“I told you this is a bad idea… now… you have to try. Kyou, just clear your mind, and imagine home. Bring us home.” Her strange attitude confused me, but the desperation in her voice moved me to act.

I closed my eyes immediately, clearing out my mind. I tried to remember what I was thinking when it suddenly send us here. I was desperate. I really wanted to be productive. I thought about this world. I thought about taking Evelyn here. Now… reverse it! I want to go home. No, remembering Evelyn’s sad eyes, I NEED to go home!

“D-did it work?” I opened one eye, and then the other.

Evelyn was looking up at me, her entire body starting to shake as tears fell down her eyes. “No… no… no… try again. I’m sorry… Kyou, try again. We don’t have much time!”

“What do you mean? And why are you apologize and crying like that?”

“You have to get us out of here. Please. This isn’t my world anymore! You have to!” Evelyn early shouted, her hands hitting my chest a few times as if I was a machine that would spring to action with a little push.

“Evelyn, I can’t… I can’t do it!” I said, my expression tense. “Maybe there is a cooldown or something, I don’t know.”

Evelyn broke down, her cries turning into sobs. I continued to try to think of home, but no matter what, it didn’t happen. Seeing Evelyn crying silently like that made me wonder. She has always been cool and calm… now, she cried like a little girl. I tried to understand her through our bond, but I only felt her emotions being shaken greatly.

There must be a reason why she didn’t want to come back here. Hmmm… now, if I think about it, a few days ago, I asked her about whether she wanted to return here and she immediately rejected it. She said she didn’t want to come back here and gave a vague reason. Of course, I wanted her to tell me the reason, but I was too busy with job hunting so I just let it go and forgot.

But a reason, huh? I was curious; I knew I was not in a position to say that, but… This piqued my curiosity…

“…Is there something you kept from me?” I finally asked her, my voice low.

Hearing that question, she pulled her hands of my chest and covered her mouth. Her shoulders were shaking. Her body shuddered as if I was asking something taboo from her. I could feel her emotion shake more, more than before. No, there was something about these turbulent emotions… what is this? What is with this reaction? You know, I asked this question in a playful tone… but I didn’t expect her reaction would be so severe. She was not hiding something from me, right? She slowly shook her head as if she denied my question.

After seeing her breakdown like that, I knew I did something terrible…But, it was too late. The damage was already done and I couldn’t take it back.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” Evelyn continued to apologize to me.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”

Over and over again, Evelyn kept apologizing in a sobbing voice while crying.

I quickly held her shoulder and directed her eyes to me. “I don’t know what you’re going through in this world. I know it isn’t easy… but you can’t cry like this without telling me anything. Please tell me…”

Evelyn who looked me in the eyes slowly broke her eye contact and shook her head while crying…!

“Shh. Don’t cry. It’s not that I don’t believe you or trust you. I want things to be as good as possible. If I can do something better, that’s all I want.”

That didn’t help, and she curled up, crying harder than ever.

“I…I…can’t,” she mumbled I lifted her chin more and re-established eye contact.

“Yes, you can; you must; something is eating away at you.”

“NO! You will hate me! …and just thinking that it would kill me,” she said before she broke down in tears again.

When she finally regained her composure I again made eye contact and said in a stern voice “I will NOT HATE you. Now, tell me.”

She still remained silent, shaking her head as if she was a child that was being scolded by her parents. Well, since I have been taking care of her for a whole 3 weeks, I was basically like her parent, and I’m 20 years older than her and that makes me her father or her guardian? Wait, if I saw myself as her father, then we had an incestuous relationship? HELL NO! I don’t commit such taboo, disgusting and forbidden relationship!

OH MY GOD! Now, I saw Kirino’s naked body in my mind! I can imagine her developed body slowly turned into a sexy girl! No! GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY MIND, MY FORBIDDEN LUST! YOU ARE UNNEEDED! I take that back! I’m not her father! I am her lover!! No, that sounds misleading and it will cause misunderstanding! Evelyn is my lover! I’m talking about Evelyn, okay! Not Kirino!

Sigh… What the hell am I doing thinking something stupid like that while hugging Evelyn? Let’s just put that aside… I should try to figure out the situation, this situation looks like a cheap drama… trust me, I hate drama. And I never had been in a situation like this, with Grace or Yuriko. I was still feeling annoyed with Evelyn as I could tell she was hiding something from me, but by looking at Evelyn’s current condition, I guess she wouldn’t talk anytime soon unless I could make her confess when I brought up something related to what she hid from me.

But since Evelyn still wouldn’t answer and respond to me, let’s bait her then. For the past three weeks, this is the only way to agitate her and to defeat her in an argument. It 100% works and was basically cheating.

“Evelyn, my dear.” Evelyn looked up while still sobbing.

I asked, “Don’t you love me?”

Evelyn’s lip started to quiver, but it was clear that she was cried out.

“I love you more than life itself,” she mumbled.

Yup, her usual answer. And I can sense, she started calming down a little. Let’s tease her little.

“What? I don’t think I heard it?” I asked mischievously with a smirk on my face.

“You know I do!” she said louder, more exasperated.

“And I love you too.” I held my arms out to her, and she came to me. I held her as she cried on my chest.

Yes, I do love her… these three weeks were heaven to someone like me. We had a great relationship, one of deep love and complete trust thanks to our bonds. Because of our bond, I thought I knew everything about her. What she’s like, her favorite foods and etc? But now, seeing her like this, I realized that I really didn’t know anything about her… Yes, we may be lovers with an Eternal Bond that binds our souls… but in the end, we’re still just acquaintances that have only known each other for three weeks. Yeah, I thought about it, but I didn’t really know Evelyn from this world. I loved her and got on well with her, but I didn’t feel like she really opened up to me beside opening her legs. She never really spoke about herself or her past in this world and I also didn’t ask about it because I wanted her to tell me about herself on her own.

…. Damn, just stating this fact already made me sad. So, I tightly embraced Evelyn as I could only hear sobbing and the wind blowing by. Also why did our conversation shift so much? From job hunting talk to this sort of drama?

She sniffed a few times before finally stopping. Tears continued to roll down unconsciously from her eyes her face still wrought with some measure of fear.

“……” She looked at my face but still wouldn’t say anything. No, she opened her mouth and tried to say something but still couldn’t.

“Please, Evelyn… Tell me,” I begged her sincerely. “Was this about me or what I did?”

“It wasn’t like that!” She stomped her feet in aggravation. Wow, that’s quite a change. Her voice didn’t carry sadness like before.

“Just tell me then! Your silence is killing me, you’re trying to hide something from me?” I growled.

Ah, dammit, I almost did it again… Two years ago, I let my anger get the better of me and it ruined me, although I don’t regret beating the bastard. I have to be patient and not let my anger control me.

Her eyes teared up again “It wasn’t about you, Kyou. I swear you’re all I’ve ever wanted. You are a wonderful lover. Don’t ever think it was about you! Spending eternity with you in your world is the best thing to happen to me!” She gripped me fiercely, sobbing.

There was a very pregnant pause between us, which eventually I broke, “Look, Evelyn, I don’t know why you can’t just talk to me. Would it help if I told you I can guess what you’re thinking?”

Her eyes still filled with tears and kept silent, I guessed she was worried about what was coming next. However, Evelyn responded with a single nod.

Whatever she hid from me, I really had a bad feeling about it and I didn’t like it… No, she told me about her family wouldn’t accept our relationship just a moment ago. That’s normal and I understood that. A divorcee especially 42 years old like me is not fit for her. But with that reason alone? That seems completely strange to me. Is that even the reason? It’s not like her parents owned this world… unless… Shit, some guess come into my mind and I already hate it. Even I shuddered with the thought.

When I about asked the question…

At almost the same time, an Adamline stone on the necklace she gave to me suddenly burst into a bright light. Wait, I brought it here? It should be on the table.

It started bursting light out in a strange wave pattern. Evelyn watches it in horror face. Then as the light settle down, we heard loud shout, a voice shouted from very far distance.

“Ohhhh, I finally found you, my dear Evelyn!”

A man’s voice boomed so loud that it caused the birds to fly out of the canopies in a panic. Are you some kind of beast? Wait… What did he just say? It just a glimpse but I was sure that I saw Evelyn’s body twitch after she heard that voice.

I glanced in the direction of the voice. There was a man sitting on a steed a bit of a distance from us. He was a handsome man with golden haired wearing silver armor. He sat upon a massive white horse while his white cape blew with the wind leading the group of knights looking people behind him. He looked to be the very definition of a white knight. He was surrounded by a grouping of soldiers, although none of them were dressed as fine as he was.

“Who the hell is this clown?” I asked Evelyn, not able to keep the irritation from my voice.

“…….” Evelyn looked up at me briefly and shook her head.

“Run, Kyou…” Evelyn said in hurry

“Run? Why? Is this guy your brother or something?” I replied, then my eyes narrowed. ”A siscon?”

Evelyn’s eyes were big and her mouth had started to quiver as she watched me. “This is not time for this! I’m telling you to run! Before it’s too late! Before he’s here!”

“And where am I supposed to run!?”

“ANYWHERE! JUST GO! USE YOUR POWER OR JUST RUN FROM HERE!” shouted Evelyn, her voice getting louder.

“Is he-” I began, but I was cut off by the noise of galloping horses. I glanced and saw a cloud of dust rising from distance.

“….no…no” Evelyn said in despair.

The riders pulled into the forest, sending up clouds of dust with their arrival. While I watched, stunned, the men reached us. There appeared to be quite a few more than I originally expected. The first wave appeared to be ordinary soldiers, but behind them were the better dressed knights, including the white knight himself. When he saw the pair of us, the man showed extremely happiness on his face. What? He was happy? No, his eyes are not directed on us but… on her. His eyes were filled with passion and longing for her.

“EVELYN!” the man shouted again. “You’re alright, thank the merciful creator!”

“Evelyn, seriously, who is this guy?” I demanded, cursing out of the side of my mouth.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” She murmured. “I didn’t want things to turn out this way. I didn’t want you to find out this way.”

“Find out?” My insecurities, my previous wife cheating on me, all of it flashed through me in a heartbeat.

For just a brief second, I felt white hot rage, but I instantly put it under control. Evelyn looked hurt, but I could feel understanding through her bond, along with waves of remorse. I calmed down, but unfortunately, I couldn’t stop an ugly look from forming on my face. The man noticed my expression and immediately lept from his horse, pulling his sword.

“Stand back, ruffian.” The man said. “You’re surrounded. If you even think of hurting my Evelyn, I will make you suffer a thousand deaths.”

“Seriously, who is he!” I demanded one last time, finding myself at the end of half a dozen spears aimed at my neck as I tried to step forward.

“Don’t hurt him!” Evelyn cried out, although it looked like the white knight was content having me an inch away from being a pin cushion. “Kyou… this is… my childhood friend.”

As Evelyn said that, her expression lowered and she grabbed her arm, seeming to hug herself like she was trying to escape this situation.

…………………Shit!

Childhood friend!? That’s a lot worse than ex-boyfriend! This dude got more chance! Especially they grow up together. He knows Evelyn better than me! Dammit! I suddenly felt bad premonition is welling inside me again. It seemed so inevitable that it could be the end of whatever it was we had going.

“Please, Evelyn, don’t feel embarrassed. My name is Leonardo Taebutopia Rey.  Commander of the Holy Vaerian Kingdom’s 101st garrison. I am also Evelyn’s fiancée.” The man, Leonardo declared proudly.

Ohh, this handsome hero looking dude is the so called childhood friend sweetheart. Wait, what, fiancée? I must be misheard him. Just seeing him already pissed me off. I looked at Evelyn who was obviously terrified. She starts crying again. She said nothing but her teary eyes still told me that I needed to run, even if the act was futile. Furthermore, her tears didn’t seem to stop coming, more and more of them as the golden-haired man continued to approach us with his sword drawn.

The man parted from the rest of the group, his look reserved and cautious. Yay me, it’s great he didn’t gaze at me with a look of passion. It would freak me out if he did so. Rather, his look at me was blank until he noticed Evelyn who still sobbed silently. Meanwhile, it looked like there was a muddy patch where Evelyn had fallen. Her butt was covered in dirt, as were the hands she fell on. She went to wipe her tears away, accidently smearing some dirt on her face. He gave a stunned look, and then his expression grew harder, his eyes narrowing on me. I had a feeling this dude misunderstanding the situations.

Seeing that man getting closer, Evelyn turned to face me. “Kyou, please run…”

“To where? I have a dozen spears at my neck if you haven’t noticed.”

Yeah, we were completely surrounded. The knights that lead by that golden headed childhood friend now surrounded us.

“I’m here to find Evelyn, who has been missing for three weeks. Come, my love, step away from this vagrant.”

Evelyn looked at his hand, but refused to take it. After an awkward moment, he pulled it back and gave a gentle laugh.

“Of course, you’re dirty. How rude of me.” He turned to glare at me. “You, man over there, what are your intentions here? Why are you in possession of my fiancée?”

His fiancée… yeah… I had to hear it a second time for it to really sink in.

…………

I was caught off-guard and paused for a moment. What the Fuck! Excuse me. Ahem, what did he just say? I was utterly stunned. He said twice and took me awhile to process those words….

With this revelation, I felt as though I had been punched in the stomach. I was so shocked. I very nearly shouted at her. Even I expected to lose it, but thank god I didn’t. After wallowing in my shock, I started to come to my senses and glaring at the golden haired bastard.

Then through our bond, a wave of sadness and regret hit me. With that feeling alone, I can guess, she understood that hiding this from me was bad.

By Evelyn’s apologetic looks, I was getting the idea. This guy was her childhood friend and fiancée. When she came to my world and we had sex, I must have ruined those plans. That’s why she didn’t want to come back. She didn’t want me to find out about it. I felt angry that she didn’t tell me, but my emotions were more complicated than that. I mean, she didn’t even know me when she was engaged with this guy. If you thought up about it, aren’t I the other guy.

But her fiancée, huh? Just thinking that already made me want to beat him to a pulp… Wait a minute, this situation almost similar to Yuriko’s case! I am not going to be NTR-ed again, right? RIGHT?! Shit, I said it! Is this flag?! No! I still believe I am trusting, romantic, and loving lover! There is no way! But I shuddered at the thought of being cuckolded again…. Ah, Evelyn…

Still, the way this guy looked at me and the newness of this information were too much to handle. I was growing really angry really quick.

“Then perhaps I should tell you what i think?” Leonardo continued to speak after my icy silence. “She’s dirtied. No man with good intentions would have allowed my beautiful fiancée to come to such a state. Her tears speak words that your lying mouth never could. I suspect you are the man who kidnapped her. I don’t know how you alluded our magic for the last three weeks, but the gig is up. You there, admit your crimes and I will offer you a swift death.”

“No!” Evelyn cried out.

“Yeah. I kidnapped her.” I responded casually, causing several of the spearmen to tighten their grips on the spears. Geez, don’t glare me with that eyes, people.

Evelyn stared at me, her eyes bulging, but unable to say any more. She must unable to cope with what I just did.

“So, you confess?”

“Oh, yeah. Totally. I remember it like it was three weeks ago. I was out for a stroll when I saw this little strumpet bathing naked. Naturally, after soiling her with my eyes, I knew my only choice was to have her.”

“Have her?” Leonardo took a step back, his gaze aghast. His body was trembling. Hah! I love that reaction!

“Oh, yeah.” I said darkly, my rage nearly bursting while Evelyn shook her head in helpless disbelief. “She got really beaten up, so I took her to my home and I pushed her down. Damn man, she felt so good.”

“You…” he lifted his sword as if fighting the urge to strike me down on the spot. “Your lies… they won’t…”

“Huh? Lies? What lies? If I haven’t enjoyed every little part of Evelyn, how would I know she has a small birthmark on the back of her knee, and if you touch her there she grows so wet she practically gushes.”

“Kyou… stop…” Evelyn said mournfully.

“I-is this true?” Leonardo turned to Evelyn. His voice was quivers

Evelyn grew flushed, turning away. “N-none of your business.”

“No that, that he… had you?” Leonardo seemed to be having trouble wrapping his head around those words. “That he raped my fiancée after kidnapping her?

Evelyn turned back. “No, it’s not what you th-”

“Oh, I totally raped her. But it wasn’t once. It was over, and over again.” I growled. “God, I took her so many ways over the last three weeks…”

I knew my words were mean. I knew that I was destroying everything. I knew that my life was in danger. However, I couldn’t stop. I was so angry that I couldn’t stop venting, even if it killed me in the process.

“I’ll kill you!” Leonardo finally said, taking step forward.

“Killing an unarmed man? Doesn’t that just make you a coward?”

“You dare… a rapist like you…”

“I dare a lot of things!” I snarled back. “If you’re so convinced I’m a rapist, why don’t you ask Evelyn what she thinks?”

“Why would I need to? Your guilt is already as clear as that criminal slouch you have.”

“You bastard…” I growled, but was unable to move. “You can talk a big talk when you’ve got me surrounded by soldiers.”

“You think you could survive a second against me in a real fight?” Leonardo sniffed.

“Both of you. Stop!” Evelyn shouted.

“Evelyn! A fiancée!” I shot her a look, causing her to wince back.

“It wasn’t my choice… I…” Evelyn’ voice growing choked and she switched what she was going to say. “I love you… I do. Please believe that.”

“Evelyn?” Leonardo blinked. “Don’t tell me; what this man says is true?”

Evelyn looked away from Leonardo’s innocent gaze. “You should realize that our marriage was decided by my family, Leonardo”

The anger I felt a moment before started to diminish. She… she really did love me. This was before. This was in her past, a past she had left behind. In my anger, I was focusing on the wrong things. I always let my anger get the better of me, and this time it almost cost me the best thing to ever happen to me. I filled my mind with the love and affection I felt for Evelyn, and her eyes looked to me, tears starting to form in them.

The look, complete with our bond, said more than words ever could. Evelyn felt remorse and regret. She didn’t want to lie to me, but our whirlwind romance happened so fast that there was never an opportune time to tell me the truth. We literally lived in another world, so she probably thought she had the rest of our existence to come to terms with it. In a way, Evelyn had already shown her devotion to me. She gave me everything. Her very soul was handed to me. I almost forgot that.

Leonardo took a few steps towards Evelyn, who used all of her strength to look him in the eyes, her resolve clear on her face. I started to tense, wondering what this man would do. If he hurt Evelyn, I would absolutely kill him, even if my death followed immediately after. He reached out, but then lightly patted Evelyn on the head, wearing a smile.

“Pre-marriage jitters. Your mother told me she had those as well. Do not fear, I will not rush you. The fact that you are my fiancée is enough for our love to endure.”

Evelyn’s lips tightened in exasperation. “You don’t understand! I did it. I did the ceremony. He is mine, and I’m his.”

For a second, Leonardo looked like he had been struck, but then he shook his head. “He… he coerced you to do this.”

“No… it was my choice. I want to be with him.”

“Wi-with a rapist!?” Leonardo had a confused expression, seemingly unable to wrap his mind around this.

“He’s… he’s special!” She declared, her bond slowly building in strength. “I love him!”

Leonardo looked down sadly at Evelyn, but he showed no anger or disgust. If he did, this would have been easy. Instead, his expression still only held love and affection. I hated seeing my woman being looked at that way by another man.

“Whatever spell this man has put on you, rest assured, our family will stop at nothing to free you from his trickery. I will stand by your side, my Evelyn.”

“No… you’re not listening. You never listen!” Evelyn was shaking her head, even going so far as to hit Leonardo’s chest with her fist, which bounced harmlessly off his armor.

He reached forward and gently removed her wrist from his chest. “I always listen, my love. But you know as well as I that this was wrong. Do not worry. We will fix this. I promise.”

“St-stop…” Evelyn said, tearfully.

Leonardo turned away, his eyes shooting back to me. “Arrest him.”

“What for?” I snapped.

“For kidnapping the princess, of course. I don’t know how much I believe about your other attempts to soil the princess, but you’ve already admitted your guilt, so there is no need for pretense.”

A second knight approached through the break in the spearman, reaching his hands towards me. I realized he had chains, readying them to clasp me in irons. The spears pushed forward until they were nearly choking me, and I had no direction to flee. I suddenly understood why she wanted me to run. I guess she knew this was always going to happen regardless of what she said. Damn it, I was in trouble now. Why did I have to open my big mouth?  Wait… She is PRINCESS?!! Well, it’s not really important.

“No!” Evelyn cried out, reaching up as a glowing light suddenly burst from her hand.

Leonardo spun back, but he didn’t have time. She slammed the ground, and there was a sudden burst of bright light, followed by a shockwave. The guards didn’t expect it, and several of them ended up dropping their spears as the stumbled to the ground. The bond gave me some warning, but I also was a soldier. Flash bombs and the concussion of explosions were not something I was unused to. Perhaps in this world, that kind of stuff was outside the norm for a normal swordsman, but for me, I immediately dived.

The chances of escape were slim. However, perhaps I could teleport back to my world. I could get some weapons or something. I didn’t really know, but I knew the value of a tactical retreat as it’s much better than forcing myself act an idiot and only end up getting killed. I wouldn’t abandon Evelyn forever. We always had the bond. However, her family wasn’t going to hurt her. I just needed to regroup and then come back. However, I barely came out of a roll, diving into a spin as my brain desperately tried to recall what triggered our coming in the first place.

Then, standing right in front of me, was a tall woman. She was an immaculate beauty, the likes I had only seen once before, on Evelyn herself. She had golden hair that reached her shoulders, and a mature experience. Her skin was smooth and beautiful, but her eyes seemed to hold an age to them that Evelyn did not. Is she…?

“What you’ve done to my sister, I will never forgive.” her eyes turned dark in a moment.

A threat then. Still, the knights were behind me and she was in front of me. I immediately reached out to grab her. If I could use her as a human shield, perhaps I could gain a few precious seconds to escape. As my hands reached out, she didn’t show any fear in her expressions. Rather, all she showed was disdain. My hands barely made it to her skin when another flash exploded out. This time, I could feel my body flying back. I thought I might have heard Evelyn screaming. As for my body, it felt like I had been struck by lightning. No, scratch that. I was struck by lightning.

The last thing I remembered as smoke seemed to rise from my chest was a group of people standing over me. Soldiers, the white knight, Evelyn… as I slipped into unconsciousness, I could no longer tell the difference.

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There you go, I was knocked unconscious and I ended up waking in this cage, alone. I found myself here without a single chance to defend. Which brought me to my current situation, so how was that recap?

I woke when a dull, aching pain assaulted my mind, only allowing me to elicit a groan. That spell really knocked people out. I blinked, my vision very blurry, and when I tried to sit I found my hands and feet were locked by some kind of iron shackles, as if the cage wasn’t enough. By looking at the materials. These were not normal iron shackles.

There were no windows in this place, or sources of light at all for that matter. I estimated I had been here for three or four days. My captors had never returned to check on me. Obviously they had little concern for my status, because no food or drink had been delivered. No, I wouldn’t eat rats. I’d rather starve to death. Sure, I can find them so easily here… but no means no. I have been going through a lot worst situations back in my days in the army.

But thanks to that, now I feel so weak….

All I did was sleep and think. My whole body felt so sore I couldn’t move for days.

I always wondered why I ended up in this situation.

Sure, I came here for easy money. Just by finding some Adamline, I could get some easy money so I didn’t need to do a dirty job. But my greatest desire, I wanted Evelyn to reunite with her family, so she didn’t have to regret for eternity not seeing them. But now, was it worth it? I definitely didn’t know whether it was or it wasn’t… Maybe this is the situations where I have to say “I reap what I sow”

I also wondered what Evelyn was doing right now or where the hell she was? She was princess, right? She should have some kind authority to release me, but with current situations, I guess her father, the king wouldn’t let it happen… Maybe she attended a big party with her so-called fiancée to celebrate the princess of this kingdom returning.

Did I get NTR-ed again? That was a hard question, I didn’t even know the answer. Hell, I didn’t even slightly feel Evelyn’s emotion through our bond anymore. Perhaps it had been broken. Did this dungeon have some kind of barrier to prevent that? I didn’t know. Did her parents break the Eternal Pacts. Now, she could bond with her so-called fiancée…

When I thought that, I felt my anger returning. I had gotten madder and madder but I tried to control it. I took a deep breath and managed to calm myself. It’s not like I could vent it here, locked in the cell as I was.

I needed to meet with Evelyn and confront her. Oh yeah, I definitely needed some payback as well.

But first, what I needed to do was escape from here.

Inside the dark and cold cell…

There were no signs that anyone other than me had occupied this space for days. I looked forlornly towards the entrance to my cell only to see the door remain still and shut like it had been for quite some time. There was no guard in this area but beyond that door, I was sure there were guards.

I had looked around the small area for the nth time. I was in one of about five cells that were set in this poorly lit dungeon including one torture room right in front of my cell. Geez, why did they place me here anyway? Just put me in the corner cell so I didn’t have to see people’s remains.

Man, I was getting really alone here… Sighing once more I let go of the bars, shut my eyes, and shook my head. “I’m going insane sitting here so long in the silence,” I whispered to myself.

Ok… now what should I do…? I’m sure I could I run from this dungeon with my power by teleporting back to my world, but I was quickly reminded that meant I would have to leave Evelyn behind with HIM. Just thinking that already made it hard to breath.

Let’s forget about that stuff… I needed to find a way to open this lock first. Yeah, that’s what I’d like to say. Because I don’t know how to lock pick this shackle. Why? How could I lock pick this when there is no hole? Geez, are these shackles locked with magic?

Yeah, welcome to a real fantasy world. This was a place where everything was about magic. FUCK off, magic! I might have escaped if it wasn’t for you.

I tried to break it with my enhanced strength but it was futile.

Guess, I really needed to teleport back to my world…? Would the chains join me? Would someone from my world even be able to cut them off?

I tried the same way I came here.

…………………..

It was not working…I started to think that’s not really my power.

Was my method wrong? Or there was really cool down? But when I come to this world, I use the teleport twice, the first one when I come here for the first time and the second one when I return to my world carrying injured Evelyn.

Or this is the way of God of this world messing with me, they trying to make me believe this power was mine but in fact, it wasn’t. Or they just wanted to make my life more miserable… if so, fuck them.

Well, it’s not like thinking all of that would help…

With an exhale of breath, I lay down on my back and closed my eyes for a moment, trying to work out some sort of plan.

With my whole body aching, I couldn’t help but feel tired. I soon found myself feel sleepy.

Ahh, let’s just sleep… as I closed my eyes. I heard the prison door creak open.

I opened my eyes and looked back up. When I turned my head towards the noise I saw three heavily armored men enter, I can’t see their face as their face as they wearing helmet. The two burley men walked up to my cell and starting undoing the lock.

“Um,” I whispered, “Am I getting to leave?”

One of the three looked at me unkindly informed me, “No, but there is someone want to see you.”

Someone want to see me? Who? Evelyn? One of them unlocked the door and pulled it open.

“Get out, you piece of filth, and make your peace with whichever black deity you pray to. It is time to face your sins and crimes,” The guard said. “Or I shall come in there and get you. If I do, you will come out in pieces.”

My sins and crimes? What was that? Can I eat it? Was my sins and crime fucking Evelyn or coming to this world?

As I stared up in wonder, I was dragged out of my cell and pushed onwards. I cursed at them, but all I got in return was a hard smack on the back of the head. Not sensing that the moment to act had arrived, I clenched my fist and ate the insult. Another shove and I moved forwards.

The guards grabbed me by the arms and spun me around. Grasping me tightly and keeping their, the two guard began to half-push, half-drag me toward the entrance of the Abyss.

I tried feebly to resist by dragging my feet but the guards were much stronger than me and they simply pulled him along. Dammit, were they using magic or something?

“Keep moving, dog!” One of the guards behind me pushed me forward with such might that I bumped into the guard in front of me. The other two at my sides grabbed my arms and rushed me to the unlocked door. After glaring at the guard that pushed me, I walked on my own.

When we passed the door, we entered some kind of the entrance to the Abyss looked like a gigantic temple. It was ancient, being covered in cracks, vine, and moss.

There are so many guards in every corner, and what make it worst, there were guards at every possible escape route. Shit, this is gonna be hard, at this point, I couldn’t do anything without a weapon of some kind, especially with my hands and feet being restrained like this.

What should I do? At this rate, I can’t escape from here! As I began to worry myself, I was dragged again by the guard.

We moved toward a certain door.

I turned to the guards and whispered, “Just a little question. Can you tell me, is this place some kind of religious or cult related? Am I going to be executed here? ”

“Be quiet,” The guard on my right side growled, tightening his grip on my arms. “You should have thought about where your crimes could lead you before you committed them. Plead for mercy as long as you like. We will give you none.”

“Fuck you, then… ” I cursed.

Damn, they are real professional guards. They are not letting their guard down.

Ahhhhh, guess am I going to die here?

The guard looked at the great yawning stone of the entrance’s door as we git closer. It looked almost alive and seemed eager to swallow me whole.

“…..”

Oh shit, is that confession room, interrogation room or just another torture rooms? They sure have weird hobbies if they have two torture rooms.

The guards pulled me in front of the door, pushing me up on my feet. I stood in front, facing the giant, ancient steel door. I could see a huge lock on the door, very well crafted.

The guard front of me took a key from his belt. He approached the door cautiously and fiddled with the lock. While the guard on my left touch the shackles on my feet and it was removed. Fuck, it’s really has magic function.

As he did, the guard turned around and faced me, drew his sword and pointed it at my chest.

I sharpened my eyes and became ready for the worst.

“You will meet someone who is very special and important, if you try something funny… I will kill you!”

I knew this guard would follow through on his threats.

“Alright, if I managed to please this very important and special, return me to my cell or just release me,” I reply him with smirk.

“You will face your punishment, Dog, and you will pay for what you have done, “The guard answered with a snort.

“Hahaha, that’s really funny because I don’t know what I have done, Dog!”

Then, there was a horrible click. I saw the guard in front was removing the lock.

The guard pushed open the doors. They opened with a loud creak, dust spraying from their edges and falling to the ground.

The door opened to reveal nothing but darkness.

…………..

I stared down into the blackness.

“Erm… Is the person who wanted to meet me inside this dark room?”

The guard said nothing and just shoved me forward. I tumbled and fell into the darkness through the open door and landed hard on the other side against something cold.

The guards both grabbed the door and pushed them. As they did, the second guard smiled at me and said, “I hope you suffer.”

The doors then slammed shut and everything went dark.

Ok, now where was this person who wants to meet me.

!!

I sensed another two people in front of me and more behind me.

The dark room suddenly became bright.

I found a beautiful girl around thirteen sitting at a desk with pair of blue eyes looking down at my face. She very much resembled someone I know… she must be…

“Hello, Mr. Criminal, nice to meet you, I am Emilia Reteliwyra Sapphire. Evelyn nee-sama’s little sister” she said, with a raised eyebrow. Once again, I was speechless.

Yup, she was Evelyn’s little sister, I totally expected it.

What made me speechless is why she want to meet me in this place? Should I say the Shimaidon flag was triggered in the wrong way?

 

 

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I will explain my situations…

Q :Where you have been, Ruki?
A : I was farming with my relatives on countryside at least for 20-21 days. From 3 November to 24 November. Well, you can say I’m doing this for money. or economy crisis on my wallet.. until my mother took the money. I really need to pay mother back since i dropped out … sigh.

By the way, Milking cow is kinda fun… Ah, I’m not develop strange fetish. And I actually caught incest scene! I saw a horse named Sumanto nailed it’s mother while it’s  father watching!

Q : I see you many times on internet! Don’t lie!
A : Dude, my relatives had internet! But too bad i didn’t bring my laptop. Even I did, I don’t have time for it. When I’m return, I feel so tired and sore… Well, I never farming in my life so cut me some slacks.

Ok, that’s my explanation… BG will update in next week, I can guarantee it since I have nothing do and need to fill my patreon. I really need it.

Now, about my story… I’m going to rant little.

Some of you seem under impression that Kyou is OP…. Well, too bad, the answer is, NO, he is not OP. When he said he can defeat Batman or Captain Ameica, he was exaggerating.

There are also someone who is very rude insult me, he saying I’m confused and don’t know what to do with my own story. The hell, if i don’t understand my own story, I won’t bother upload it. Like i did with Lute. Maybe he don’t know what am i doing, since i farming on countryside and stop updating.

if I give that kind impression, then i’m sorry… because i write it this way.

And for those worried about NTR? don’t worry, there is no such thing in story… Wait, we got it, right? From Leonardo’s POV that is~ No NTR for Kyou.

For people who think this is cliches… Get ready for mind blowing twist~

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 289

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“Nyaaaaaa!” A woman is ripped out of her burning house as a slaver feels up her body. “Save me!”

The entire village was already makeshift, about half the size of Riun before your renovations. Suffice it to say, it is burning all over as the slavers, numbering a few hundred, already overwhelmed the fighting force of men and are now pulling out all the women and children for slavery. It seems like the older men are simply slaughtered, considered not valuable enough for slavery. Only those young enough to become protagonists in their own spin-off series are being kept alive.

“Grandfather!” One little boy is tugged away while his grandfather pleads the slavers to not hurt his grandson.

The malicious humans stab the old man. “Nooooooo! Grandfather, I’ll keep my promise! I swear it!”

Somewhere else is a girl whose dressed as a boy. The slavers think she’s a boy, so they leave her in chains while they rape her mom in front of her, the dead father’s corpse only a few feet away. Her hands shake as she swears in her heart to take vengeance on those who wronged her.

Still, somewhere else, a boy is ripped apart from his love. “No, my love, don’t take her, you bastards!”

“Aren’t you just too weak?” The slaver says cruelly as he gropes the boy’s love lewdly. “Come back when you’re stronger! Better yet, just die!”

The slaver kicks him into a burning barn while his love shouts and cries to no avail. The other slavers shut the door, leaving him to contend with the blazing flames beyond and presuming him dead. Little does the slaver know the boy manages to climb out the back, just making it to safety before collapsing from smoke inhalation.

“Good one, boss, they’ll promote you for that!” a subordinate of the slaver says.

“You think? Why… if I keep on doing horrible acts, I reckon I’ll become the chief one day. Just in time for that kid we just murdered to have grown to the age of seventeen, gain power, and track me down with a heart full of anger and vengeance.”

“Good thing we killed him then. Eh, boss?”

“Of course! Being evil is so fun!”

And still, somewhere else, there was a mother desperately running from the slavers. She puts her baby in a wicker basket in the water, pushing the floating bundle downstream. Just as the baby floats out of sight, the mother is impaled by the guards. She was none other than the queen of this tribe, and she put a magical jewel that will deliver that babies inheritance at just the right time. Who knows what adventures that child will get into as he tries to understand the meaning of where he came from.

“Riun King, why are you just standing there watching? We need to do something!” Florian demands.

Really? Are you sure they don’t got it? I mean, if we just go in there and destroy all the bad guys, we’ll be ruining all these hero destinies. Those slavers are bound to get their comeuppance when these survivors grow stronger and start their own hero’s journey. Do you seriously want to deprive them of such a thing? In the end, isn’t it better they learn strength through adversity?”

“S-seriously…” Florian looks down. “To think, the way you see the world truly is unique. By saving these villagers, we’ll perhaps prevent the formation of the very heros that will shape this world in the age to come. I’m sorry, to think… I was so blind and-“

“Will you two idiots stop standing there? This was the village I grew up in. Charge!” Elena cries and points.

Snow White, Merida, Rapunzel, and Kida all leap off the airship, landing in various hero poses. Snow White runs off, murdering all the people who just killed the grandfather and then feeding him a potion that brings him back from the brink of death. Rapunzel saves the mother, cutting off the guys dick and then shoving it down his throat. She even let’s the boy-dressed girl slice his throat to vent her anger.

Merida frees the girl taken from her lover, immediately taking her to her love. By the time he wakes up, he’s in the arm of his beloved and all the threat is gone. Meanwhile, Kida fetches the baby and brings it back, handing it to the surviving members, including his sister and uncle. With only a couple hundred slavers, those four quickly execute a wave of death. Someone even casts a spell making it rain and putting out all the fires. Within five minutes, the entire situation has been fixed. You and Florian stand there wide-eyed as the girls start humanitarian aid, passing out food and clothing.

“A-all that wasted potential.” You cry.

Florian pats you on the back. “Chicks just don’t get the hero’s journey man.”

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 288

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You hear the thundering of canons and the explosion of magic as your airship flies overhead. The demi-human realm isn’t an assortment of kingdoms like the human realm of the partitioned lands of the demon lords like in the demon realm. Instead, demi-humans are separated by tribes. There is typically a tribe for each type of demi-human. No unlike humans, all demi-humans don’t get along.

Many years ago, for example, there was a war between the catkin and the dogkin. It all started when the catkin stated that they were cool and the dog’s drooled. This started a brutal war where thousands of beastmen laid dead. The war lasted for a decade, and only ended when the dogkin discovered a drug called Nip and circulated it amongst the cat population. Ninety percent of cats became drug addicts, and the dogkin became their overlords and drug dealers.

Catkin as drug-addled low rungs of society is a stereotype that still continues to this day. It was exactly Nip that took Elena and Jasmine’s mother and father from them. Jasmine was born a Nip baby, and that was the reason she was so sickly and ill. It was also the reason Elena, a genuinely sweet girl, was pushed into joining a local gang. It’s almost expected from cats that they join gangs and do drugs. Elena only managed to avoid this fate herself thanks to you wiping out the gang, taking them in, and ultimately reforming Riun into a place with relatively little crime. It should be no wonder why Jasmine’s life was completely turned around and why she so desperately wants to stay by your side.

As for the rest of the demi-human realm, they were at constant war with each other. They were an unstable country of different animals who don’t get along, despite what Zootopia tries to claim. The only time demi-humans worked together is when they were under attack from human slavers. Most demi-humans who weren’t constricted to war, joined gangs, or were addicted to drugs were forced into slavery by the humans.

“Holy shit that’s dark.” You mutter to yourself.

Elena nodded sadly. “It was why we fled to Riun. It was the only place I thought my sister and I would be safe. We left with a group of fifty, but by the time I stepped through Riun’s gates, there were just Jasmine and me. I carried her the last hundred miles on my back. I don’t even know how we made it those first few months.”

Tears began to fall down Elena’s cheeks. You carefully pull her into a hug as she cries softly. Gently, you pat her head. Her sobs calm down and soon she’s purring against your chest.

“You know, I went through that all too!” Jasmine cries out. “I could use comfort as well!”

“If I gave you attention, you’d only abuse it.” You sigh.

“What? That’s discrimination!”

“Fine, come over here.”

You reach out and pat Jasmine’s head too. She puts on a smug look and closes her eyes as you pat her.

“Yeah, you stroke this naughty pussy.”

You flick her on the forehead. As she’s rolling around the ground in pain, you look out over the war torn land. Most of the area is thick forest and wilderness, but fires have sprung up all over the place. Luckily, the thicket is too lush and thick and the fires don’t seem to be spreading. If it had been a dry season, the entire place would be ash by now.

“What should we do, boss?” Minnie who is driving the ship while for some reason wearing an eyepatch asks.

You glance over at Florian. “This is your quest, where do you want to do now?”

Florian breaks into a cough. “You want me in charge now!”

Florian gives a sigh, looking out over the same war-torn landscape. He shakes his head, his lip trembling as who knows what thoughts run through his head. Probably ‘blah, blah, blah, I’m the hero. Blah, blah, blah, I need to save everyone. Blah, blah, blah, I’m strong enough and I can do it!

“That’s not what I’m thinking.” Florian responds dryly.

“Eh? I didn’t say anything!” You raise your head and look away, wondering if your thoughts were heard out loud.

“These kinds of things become stronger when we’re together.” Megara, sitting nearby on the stern says to no one in particular, looking strangely wistful.

“Huh? What’s stronger?”

Megara shrugs. “The heros. You, me, Florian. Interdimensional travelers.”

“Oh, right, you’re a hero too!” Florian said with a snap, “To think, we traveled together for so long and I never realized.

“That’s because you were a conceded idiot.”

“Ha… I missed you too Megara.”

“Ugh… this is why Pocahontas and Nala just pretend they never knew you or spent nearly a year traveling with you…”

“…” Florian looked away, a flash of regret on his face for just a moment. “Anyway… you wanted orders. Let’s go round up some slaves!”

“Now you’re talking!” You clap your hands.

“To free them…” Florian adds, eyeing you sideways.

“Oh.” You look down. “I knew that… I swear.”

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Tales of an Enchantress – Chapter 46

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“Ahhhhh!” Mia screamed as the wolf creature leaped down from its perch above.

“I have it, my lord!” Daria leaped forward to meet it, but the speed of the thing was too quick and it dodged her.

The direction it set out for was between Rosetta and me. I pulled up my sword, but the animal charging towards me wasn’t dark or sinister looking. Rather, it looked just like a wolf. I was never someone prone to killing animals in the first place, and even with Fanreek’s training in me, I hesitated.

Rosetta tried to swing with her staff, a fire springing from the end of it. The wolf turned one-eighty, slamming its side into Rosetta and using her to rebound, pouncing at me.

“Ah, shit! Not again!” I tried to bring up my sword, but I had already hesitated, and the moment was gone.

A moment later, I was shoved to the ground, a massive wolf on top of me. I could smell wet dog and there was fur in my face. Like clockwork, I felt the familiar press of something hard between my legs. The wolf, without any hesitation, started humping me, his dewclaws scratched my side as he clung to my abdomen and pushed are hard nub between my legs. Of course, I was thankfully wearing pants, and this treatment was closer to dry humping than anything improper.

“Aria!” I heard the shout of Jerard through the padding of hair.

A moment later there was the sound of steel ringing and quick yelp. With some effort, the dog was pushed off of me. I casually stood up as best I could, while three girls were given me strange looks. I quickly straightened my hair as Jerard gave me a hand. After that, I started spitting out hair that had gotten in my mouth.

“It’s really weird.” Jerard said, “Usually, we don’t run into this many monsters on the way to the labyrinth.”

“Really, I thought this was fairly standard encounter rate for these parts?” I spat, as I tried to remove matted animal hair from my cloth armor.

“No, not at all.” Jerard shook his head. “Except in places like dungeons and labyrinths, finding a monster is quite rare without a tracker class.”

I nodded, slightly to myself. It made sense. In this world, monsters were basically equivalent to animals. True, they got bigger, were more aggressive, and more dangerous, but that didn’t mean their frequency changed much. If they honestly appeared as frequently as they did in RPGs, the world would quickly fall apart. Just like someone hunting a deer, you might run into one or two on an entire quest, and that’s when you’re looking for them. “Most adventuring quests were scaled in that way. There was nothing like collect 100 lizard tails. Well, when a single animal might have a lot of something like feathers, the quest could be that way, but they were often geared with the assumption they wouldn’t be surrounded by monsters.

In that respect, our party had already been attacked by four monsters. Before, Min always gracefully took care of it when monsters showed up, and it felt about the same rate as when I traveled with Min. Unless… I attracted monsters even when I was not on my period! Was my high charisma acting as a lure for these monsters? Every monster did seem to b-line for me, didn’t they? I quickly hid my features behind my deception, while sniffing myself discretely.

Water and fire, those were the magics that I learned. Why couldn’t I have learned wind magic? It wasn’t an issue when I was traveling with the army, but if I had my period out here, I only had a brutal death to look forward to. I frowned but chose not to say anything to the group. I didn’t want to put them in any jeopardy, but we had handled the problems well enough so far. In the labyrinth, the closed-off environment and lack of wind would probably cool things down a bit. Besides, the way the girls were looking at me earlier, I had a distinct feeling they’d take any excuse to kick me out.

During the fighting, my hood had fallen back. This seemed to have caught Jerard’s eye. He walked up to me to see if I was alright.

“The collar…” Jerard walked beside me, whispering so the other girls didn’t hear. “I’ve seen collars like that before.”

I was broken from my thoughts, I had instinctually risen up to it. “Uh… yeah… I heard that if you wore fake slave collars, it can offer some protection from slavers.”

Jerard nodded slowly. It actually wasn’t a lie. The level of distrust in the city was high, and there were already rumors of people being spirited away to the slaves. Human slavers stealing elves and demon slavers stealing humans were common, and with the armies perched outside, it was a hot stove. Some people wore collars to spread enough doubt. If they were owned, anyone who attempted to steal them could potentially be caught. You never knew what kind of enchantments people put on their slaves. This is why my slave collar didn’t stand out too much.

“I figured as much. You don’t act like you were enslaved. Those women have a haunted look to their eye. Plus, if you were a slave, you’d never be out here with us going on adventuring missions!”

“Haha… that’s true…” I provided a fake smile.

“R-rosetta!” Daria cried, trying to lift up Rosetta. “Jerard, Rosetta is hurt!”

Mia and Daria were both shooting Jerard indignant looks. He had curiously come to me first after seeing the collar, but that means he had put them second. It was a fact not lost on the girls. Jerard ran over to them while wearing a guilty expression. I could only shake my head and sigh at how tough it must be for a man like him. Had he even made it to first base with any of them?

When Jerard made it, with Daria’s help he got Rosetta to her feet. She didn’t seem hurt, per se. Rather, she seemed dizzy and had trouble standing. Her eyes seemed unfocused. She took a step forward and suddenly fell back. I knew it was genuine because she fell on Daria as much as Jerard. I had a distinct feeling if she was faking it she would have conveniently fallen completely in Jerard’s grasp.

“Does she have a concussion?” I asked, worriedly.

“Hah? What’s a concussion?” Jerard looked up at me with a questioning look while holding the unsteady Rosetta.

“That monster must have cast daze on her when it slammed into her. It’s a status misalignment.” Daria explained flatly. “That means, we’ll have to return back to the city and try again tomorrow.”

“What? Why?” I asked, a little confused by the sudden moody atmosphere.

“Dazed can last as long as a day.” Jerard explained lightly, “She can barely walk. We can carry her the rest of the way to the dungeon, but it puts us all at risk and someone will have to keep watch of her at all times. It’s safer just to return and try again tomorrow. It’s not that big of a deal. Safety comes first. Sometimes, we have to go out three or four times before we can make a successful expedition.”

I frowned a bit. This really wasn’t the exciting life of an adventurer I was expecting. Playing it safe? Failed expeditions? A single status misalignment ending the entire trip.”

“S-seriously, can’t we just clear the status misalignment?” I asked.

“Do you have a potion that can?”

“Guh…” I looked down, realizing I didn’t. “I guess not.”

Reinhart had said that there were potions for most status misalignments, but that it was only worth learning the ones that were life-threatening, like poisons and substantial weakening effects. Most skilled people could still function under dazed, so it was considered deadly by any word. Thus, the potions for it were often not carried by adventuring parties and only made sparingly for emergencies.

Jerard nodding, expecting as much. “It’s fine, we’ll just head out tomorrow.”

Of course, Jerard didn’t know that I didn’t have tomorrow free. This was my only chance to slay some monsters. I’m not sure if I got any experience killing the wolves and the last three encounters, but at least one of them, a slime, I had swung my sword at it, so that had to count for something. Was there really nothing I could do? So many skills and…

“W-wait… I do have a means of curing her status misalignment.” I suddenly realized while thinking about my skills, then suddenly coughing. “Ah… but… the casting is a little strange.”

“If you can cure Rosetta, please do it!” Daria declared.

“R-right!” I nodded, walking over to the other woman.

“Wh-what…” Rosetta murmurs incoherently as I move up to her side.

With a glance at Jerard and Daria who were both giving me doubtful looks, I sighed, leaned forward, and kissed Rosetta on the lips. I could practically hear them gasping, but I chose to ignore it while I activated the Princess Kiss. Rosetta’s eyes snapped open in clarity as soon as my lips touched hers. Part of it was the shock of suddenly being kissed. The other part was the effect of Princess Kiss, which removed all status misalignments almost instantly.

“Mm!” Rosetta made a strange noise, causing me to instantly pulled away.

I felt no shame, but I quickly put a blush on my face and looked down. I figured if I acted properly shy about it, I could avoid too many questions.

“Th-that…” Jerard’s mouth was open, barely even able to attack.

I grabbed my arm, trying to put on a chastised look, ironically to avoid getting any earfuls. “Th-that’s how it’s activated. I can’t control it.”

The fact that this was the truth didn’t really matter. At this point, I would have been able to tell a lie just as smoothly. Not that I had any interest in kissing Rosetta anyway. I did this purely so we could keep going on. I was determined to get a level and test out my theory today.

“You…” Rosetta’s eyes darkened slightly before she turned her head with a flush.

She glared at the other two girls, who decided to look the other way and stay quiet. Meanwhile, I frowned slightly. I supposed it would have been too much to expect a thank you, but I did cure her status misalignment. She could at least stop glaring at me.

“I cured your status alignment, so we should be good, right?” I tried to remind her of my good deed to keep her anger in check.

“Hmph! I never would have been hit if it wasn’t for you! All the monsters keep charging you… what are you doing? Daria is supposed to tank the hits.” Rosetta snapped, most of her negative attitude returning from this morning despite my best efforts.

I sighed, only slightly regretting healing her. If she couldn’t be happy with the favor I granted her, there was nothing I could do about it.

“N-nothing…” I defended. “Perhaps, my charm stat is just too high?”

Rosetta let out a laugh. “Your charm? You couldn’t possibly have a charm much higher than me. My charm is nearly 55. What is yours?”

Nearly 55? What does nearly 55 mean? Does that mean it’s 54? If your stat is 54, just say 54!

I put aside my distaste once again, looking down cautiously. “Uh… 70…”

“70!” Rosetta looked shocked for a second but then turned angry. “I-if you’re just going to make up numbers, don’t bother saying anything!”

“Eh?” I balked as every ounce of goodwill I had made with the women disappeared in an instant.

She turned away angrily while everyone else tried to pretend they didn’t overhear. However, I could see flashes of disbelief in their eyes. It seemed everyone held the same opinion as Rosetta. Seventy was too unbelievable for a level 41. Had I told them my true charisma level, they might have even been angry. It was hard to believe I was at 94 Charisma. Soon, I’d be breaking the 100 barrier, what it supposedly means to be human. My charm would become superhuman, at that point, or so the stories say.

Charm was already giving me enough problems now. I only felt lucky that the group was wearing anticharm stuff. Most adventurers did. It was for this reason that Cambion’s were so weak. My own charm was also a source of weakness for this reason. When I approached a commoner, I could probably overwhelm them, but anyone with enough money/foresight would prevent themselves from being manipulated in that way. This was doubly true out in a border area like this one. With humans not trusting demons and demons not trusting humans, few people were affected by my charms.

At this point, if I walked through a normal village, people would be tripping over themselves to proclaim me the world’s greatest beauty. Where I am now? I’m only an immaculate beauty, something that seems to be easy enough to cover up with the hood of a cloak. It seemed like charm resistances didn’t remove people’s awareness of your charm and beauty, but remove the urge and desire to act on it. Like giving Nicotine to a smoker, it dulls things so you can make conscious decisions. This still meant I kept my cloak up most of the time. There was no use creating more issues like the one that happened in front of the bar.

I lifted my hood and the batch of us continued on our journey. The path leading the labyrinth wasn’t a safe path, but it was fairly well traveled. Uncountable numbers of adventurers heading to the labyrinth to hunt and farm had created a path through the forest, especially now that the area has become quite busy for the peace talks. Some monsters had already learned to avoid this path, well, when a beacon like me wasn’t walking along.

“We’re almost there.” Jerard breathed out a sigh of relief. “The entrance of the labyrinth has a small camp. It’s typically quite safe. We shouldn’t run into anymore-“

Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwrr…

The sound exploded from the woods over to our right. It was so sudden that Jerard froze in shock. Meanwhile, Mia had actually stumbled and fell on the ground. There was a snapping of a tree and a moment later a massive creature burst from the brush line.

“An ogre, here?” Daria screamed.

I had also seen an ogre once before. They were large green hulking creatures who wore animal fur. Their intelligence was less than a goblin, but for me, they were much too large. Ten feet tall, I could see it’s massive horse cock swinging from under its loincloth. I personally liked my vagina and wasn’t the kind of woman that wanted it destroyed. I had little doubt that if this creature was allowed to fuck me, it would kill me in the process.

“Guy’s run!” Jerard shook out of his surprise.

Like before, the monster’s eyes fell on me, and a look the rest of the party probably didn’t recognize slipped on its face. It was a lewd look that said it wanted sex. Practically drooling, the monster started lumbering towards me. Rosetta stepped forward, chanting a spell.

“Rosetta, no, watch out!” I tried to grab her, but she shook me off, her eyes turning somewhat hysterical.

“I got this!” She shouted, pushing out her hands.

The ogre raised its hand up, reaching for me, but I was behind Rosetta. Just as it went to swap her away, a giant fireball erupted from her hand. The heat caused me to jump back. Even then, I was convinced I just lost my eyebrows, my entire body feeling hots. Rosetta and the ogre got hit much harder. The ogre roared, smacking Rosetta with the back of its hand. There was a loud thunk and Rosetta went flying, hitting the side of a tree trunk.

I wanted to see if she was okay, but the monster, even while still partially on fire, its green skin boiling and festering, still started stumbling towards me, although slower than before. Despite my high mental resistance, I still felt fear. The ten-foot-tall, blistering, howling ogre reaching for me while flames still burned on its shoulders and arms was the absolutely most scene I had ever seen. For a brief moment, I felt like the same girl who had suddenly teleported to this world a year ago. It was like the time those goblins tackled me to the ground. The time when they…

“No…” My eyes hardened, as I rolled back, narrowly avoiding its grip.

I pulled out my sword, but I knew I wasn’t a sufficient enough swordsman yet to take an ogre. It’d take a team of five trained soldiers to bring an ogre down safely. I wasn’t so skilled as even one soldier yet. That meant, I had to use my own strengths and powers. Therefore, I equipped The Reborn and God Killer, my status, particularly my charm, exploding monstrously. Pulling back my hood, I glared at the ogre, who froze suddenly, complete shock shooting through its system.

People may wear charm protection, but monsters do not. That means, even while my strongest skills may be defeated with ease in the demon realm, they were lethal with monsters. How else could the Cambions who were pushed to the edge of the earth survive in such a harsh environment? It was because they could manipulate monsters. They could bedazzle, confuse, and ultimately defeat monsters of greater strength. Therein lied the true power of illusion.

“Seduction…” I murmured, striking him one.

The monster seemed uncertain, its small brain knowing it was being manipulated, but seemingly unable to wrap his head around this. From my experience with the slave traders, if I was this forceful with a human, they would reject my charm and magic and flee or possibly kill themselves. I use magical accentuation, dumping mana into my charm stat, causing it to grow even more. A supernatural beauty at the level of a goddess was exceeding 100 charm. At this exact moment, I didn’t know how high my charm was, but it should have exceeded 200. What did that make me in this world?

“Monster… be mine!” I commanded, activating the monster tamer ability.

There was almost no resistance. The monster had already been seeking me out because of hormones, so you could say it was already attracted to my scent. Less intelligent than a wolf, and charm amplified to the max, this monster fell to the monster tamer ability with ease. It collapsed to its knees. Although it didn’t talk, I could swear I almost heard its thoughts. All of those thoughts were on me. It’s an expression and its eyes seemed to say one thing.

Command me, mistress.

I approached the hulking monster, which even on its knees was still slightly taller than me. I had no desire to take this ugly monster home with me. I didn’t trust it, and I didn’t care for it. It had barreled into our party and even hurt Rosetta. I didn’t care about Rosetta, but I did care that it was likely me who made her get hurt. I was the one attracting these monsters. However, ultimately, it was the monsters coming that I hated. Thus, all of my anger was focused on them. I couldn’t control my scent or my hormones. However, these fucking rape monsters, they are what’s wrong with this world.

“You wish for me to command you?” My voice came out dry and emotionless, somewhat terrifying if someone was close enough to hear it.

The monster’s eyes brightened as if it understood me, and eager desire to please in its eyes.

“Then die for me.” I lifted the sword.

I didn’t have the power to hack off this monster’s head, so instead, using both hands, I pushed it up against the soft part of the monster’s neck. Using all my strength, I pushed forward, the sword sliding through his throat. The monster didn’t pull back. He didn’t resist. He wore the same smile as my blade slid true. A gurgle and a spurt of blood later, the monster collapsed to the ground.

{Congratulations! You have increased to Level 13 Enchantress!}

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The Power of Creation – Chapter 287

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Sitting down in a massive throne room, your feet hanging over the edge of the chair, you casually look through stacks of papers. With a sigh, you rub your eyes and toss them down to the side.

“Has Rapunzel made her report yet?” You ask. “All these papers and reports. I’ve done so much work as a king, I’m ready to call it.”

“Daddy, it’s been fifteen minutes.” Merida sighs.

Merida is standing nearby in full armor near the throne. She insists she is acting as your official guard of honor. There is also Snow White, the demon lords, Aurora, and even Pocahontas present.

“Daddy!” A small voice says, a little three-year-old girl running up to you.

“Hey! You…”

“Collette…” Pochontas coughs.

“Right, Collette. Daddy would never forget my own daughter’s name.”

“I love you, daddy!” A little dark-skinned elvish girl says excitedly, as she jumps up onto the throne and into your lap.

“Haha… I love you too, my little Collette.”

Over the last month, Collette has continued to grow at an alarming rate, and has done nothing but talk about how much she wanted to see her daddy. Now, you’re finally here with your daughter in your arms. She can’t be happier, and hasn’t left your side since.

“Ooo… daddy, that thing between your legs is poking again!” Collette cries, grinding her butt in your lap.

“What? I’m not hard, I swear! Oh, it’s a dildo I had in my pocket, thank Pun.”

You look to see all the girls staring at you with complicated looks. You make the dildo disappear before you daughter can see it.

“It’s an honest mistake. Could happen to any father.”

“Of course… Benefactor.”

“Look, everyone seems to want me to have a young daughter, even though my life is filled with sex and indecent scenes. I could have made her legal but everyone is like, nooo… we want a little girl! Don’t make this any weirder than it has to be.”

“D-daddy, is daddy married to mommy?”

“Haaah?” You break into coughs. “Mommy and daddy’s relationship is… um… complicated.”

Colette looks over at Pocahontas with a questioning gaze, and she smiles and nods. “I’m daddy’s side slut…”

“Ah!” Colette’s eyes brighten. “Can I be daddy’s side slut too?”

“Only when you’re older.”

“Ooo… boo… I want to be a slut now!”

“Damn it, you guys made it weird.” You cry.

“Don’t worry, hero, when I bear our daughter, I’ll let you make her your side slut any time.” Ariel reassures you.

“That’s not helping.”

“Sir… it appears we have a guest.” Sebastian announces from the door.

“Oh, thank Pun, literally anything else.” You sit up, although you keep Collette on your lap.

“Let them in.”

A person suddenly walks in as soon as Sebastian steps back. They walk in a manner of confidence, their body is covered in a cloak. They continue to stride forward until they reach right in front of you, and then suddenly go to a knee. The whole movement looks rather grandiose, and not at all what you’re used to.

“Wh-who are you?” you demand, feeling slightly flustered.

Th person reaches up and slowly pulls off their hood. They reveal the face of someone you actually recognize pretty well.

“Oh, it’s you…” You say flately.

Florian smiles. “It’s been a while, Lord of Ri- no, I suppose I should call you King of Riun now.”

“What brings you back so soon? I thought you were off to make your harem?”

Florian nodded as he stood up. “I did. Naturally, I wanted a harem of diverse women to satisfy my every need. Flat chested, big chested, tsundere, dandere, I wanted a little bit of everything. Of course, I stopped before I went that far.”

He uncomfortably nodded to the girl on your lap.

“H-hey!” You growl, “Don’t get any wrong ideas! I’m her daddy!”

“I’m his side slut!” The girl beams.

“…” Florian stares for a second before shaking his head. “Well, what happens in another world…”

“This is a complete misunderstanding! I don’t bang little girls! Jasmine’s still pure, see?”

“Haven’t you taken her virginity like three times already?” Snow White mutters.

“Noncanon! It’s noncanon!” You drop down, sighing. “Forget it. You were saying?”

“Right!” Florian nodded, thankfully moving on. “I ended up heading to the place I thought I’d find both the most willing girls and the diversity I wanted. After careful thought, I decided to go for a slave harem. And that meant the demi-humans. So, I headed to the northern border of the human realm, which leads into the demi-human realm.

“There, I bought myself a few lovely slave girls. They were, of course, very appreciative that I bought them and treated them with a basic level of human decency. However, as I grew closer to them, I learned more and more about the human slave network. To this day, humans have performed constant raids on the demi-humans, enslaving women and children and murdering most of the men who didn’t submit. It’s little better than genocide!”

“I’m not a philanthropist here.” you raise your hands in a shrug. “It sucks, but I don’t feel like I have the right to rewrite the laws of this world just because I feel like it. In my kingdom, slavery is abolished. If the demihumans want to come here, I’ll offer them asylum. That’s all I can do.

Florian nodded. “I appreciate it. I have been fighting to help free the slaves and improve their lives, but that isn’t why I came. The reason I came is because about a month and a half ago, the human realm went out of control. They launched a full-scale invasion of the demi-humans.”

“Invasion?”

“They’re wiping them out and enslaving them all!” Florian said passionately. “The humans are destroying their entire way of life!”

“The dark elf tribes reside on the very edge of the demi-human realm.” Pocohontas spoke up. “Those slavers who attacked my tribe were likely a small fraction of the ones invading the realm. By the way, that’s why we had children in our tribe. They were parentless refugees we had rescued and were trying to indoctrin- I mean teach the ways of the dark elf tribe.”

“…”

“My love, this dispute… this sounds like something Cruella would cook up.” Grimhilde adds.

You stretch, standing up. Collette remains in your lap, now giggling as she suddenly is turned horizontal. Right now, you’re standing up, and Collette’s butt is right up against your groin, her entire body seemingly being supported as if by magic, or perhaps something else. The girls watching make noises of shock. Florian turns away in disgust.

“Wh-what?” You look down at Collette. “Ah! It’s magic! I swear it’s magic! I was afraid Collette would fall off my lap while I wasn’t paying attention and the throne has the high steps so I just glued her butt there magically. There is nothing inside, aah… ahem.. cough… I mean, stop thinking weird things!”

You grab Collette and pull her off your cotch, a velco-like sound being admitted as you put her on the floor next to you.

“Alright, Florian, I’ll help you!”

“C-can you at least put on some pants first?”

“I said don’t make this weird!”

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