prologue—damn, a good way to die
"Ah! Ah~ Karion! Faster!"
I smirk as I speed up my hip, pistoning in and out of her wet pussy.
Sqish~ Sqish~~ the sounds bounce off the luxury wooden wall repeatedly, accompanied by a slutty, animal-like moan as I look down on a beautiful woman I have been having sex with for hours now.
Her black hair sprays messily on the wet sheet like a divine halo, a few clinging to her debauched face as her eyes roll back, her tongue hangs out, and she pants and moans shamelessly.
"Um~ how was your husband's cock compared to mine, huh?"
I emphasize my word with a deep thrust that makes her back arch like a bow; a choked gasp escapes her lip as I use my cockhead to crush her cervix.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!! You better!! Karion, YOU ARE SO MUCH BETTER!!"
She comes while screaming, which makes my cock twitch inside as her pussy clenches, milking my cum like the hungry whore she is, legs locking behind my back as I smile, satisfied, before I turn my head over my shoulder as I hear rapid footsteps coming toward her room.
A dangerous smirk blooms on my face as I focus on the woman beneath me again as I lower my face to suck her nipple, my hand lazily kneading her big tits like dough as I say,
"Your husband is coming, Bell~~. He's going to be so mad his wife had been fucked by the one he worked so hard to kill~~."
"Ohh~"
All she manages is a slutty groan as she still dazes, riding on her climax.
My muscles tense as I recall my comrades' faces, whose sacrifice helped me flee.
'fool'
I pinch her nipple hard as I vividly remember how they die, what face they made at their wound breeding, how they smile when they throw their body in the bullets' way, and how it starts.
We—no, I—have been slum kids since I could remember. Every day is a battle for survival. Every single meal I traded it for blood and bruises because I want to live. Every night I pray to God for a better tomorrow because I hope. So I gather those who have the same will as me, those who refuse to die on the trash. Sometimes we starve together, sometimes we have to bury a kid because we have not enough food to feed. We thrive, desperately, and for what? For a rival gang leader with his connections to use a corrupted police force to kill us in the name of what? justice!
And here I am, dick deep in the enemy wife's pussy after I slaughter all the enemy gang members. My cock twitches as I hear the frantic wooden door being opened. I feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins as my cock swells inside her pussy.
with the Bang! the Door Burst open as the Men I despise the most stumble in.
"Bell!?"
The sweat slid down on his bald head, and his eyes were oh so delicious. Despair swirl in his eyes that wild to an impossible degree as he takes the breathtaking view of his wife. Being impaled by his nemesis's cock, his face brimming with carnal pleasure he had never seen.
"Ka-Karion?!"
His face, now red like a bomb about to explode, as he clumsily pulls out the gun he hides inside his pants, pointing shakily at me.
"What have you done!! WHAT have you done to my beautiful Bell!!!"
I slowly push my upper body up as I turn my face over my shoulder, my face glistening with sweat as I smile shakily.
"Your wife's pussy is..."
I pull nipples hard like a horse's vein as my cum bursts, flooding her starving womb with my cum.
"AHHH~~ Um, SO good!!!!" she comes screaming.
My eyes rolled back as another climax hit her with full impact, as I said.
"is the best..."
"KARIONNN!!!"
BANG!
My vision blacked out as I heard the gunshot ring. The smile on my face turned ugly as I pressed the button I had been hiding all this time.
"Wait for...me...there..."
My words are drowned out by the sound of the bomb. Being Ignite and with The
BOOM!!
The next day The news of 34 bodies being found dead: some bodies were suspiciously ripped apart by hands, and some limbs were gone. Some were bent in the wrong direction, as if the Wraith Incarnate had been personally stamped here, and the explosion not far away from the scene was suspicious in relation to this case—the murder was not found at all—a stigma mask in the history of the town, a legend of one man in secret.
******
I float. I mean, I totally don't know where I am, what condition I am in, or if I have a body in the first place. But I just know that I've been floating here in the eternal darkness for what? Who knows? And I've been talking to myself for, like, an eternity. Am I crazy? Bruh, I've been crazy since birth anyway.
'I wonder if they are in a better place than I am? Kirin gonna laughing her ass off with how pathetic I have been just now haha'
The girl with red hair and a cocky grin surfaces in my mind as I soundlessly chuckle in this vast darkness.
'So...is this…'
"Death"
My eyes, have it or not, flew open as I saw the radiant light seeping through the darkness like a star cutting through the cosmos before settling an inch before me.
"You are Death, Karion Bruce."
The sound, oh, the sound, like a heavenly melody, seemed to rise directly into my soul as the light orb began to take shape into a humanoid-like
The body that appears before me is the sin dressed in divine light, with pink hair cast down behind her golden halo, her face a perfect imperfection. glossy natural red lips, and her eyes, golden in color, bore straight into my soul. I feel like she just stripped away the mask I've been using all my life, the lie, and the smile I put up with everything under those gazes. With white milky skin on her body, it is a weapon of destruction. The fullness of these big breasts and nipples looks so suckable, like a jewel atop her flesh. And those thick thighs—something you could die for it pleasure it promises, and between her thighs is an unobstructed view of a plump, hairless, smooth, pink pussy. The fresh pink seems to beckon me closer to lick and to worship it.
My eyes seem to glue to her pussy as her voice snaps me awake.
"You are interesting, Karion Bruce."
Her lip curls slightly—which I barely call it a smile—as she creeps closer.
"The Fate has written you to die on that night, and yet you persevere, persistent, refusing to succumb to the script that has been laid."
Then I feel it, the sensation of my body as I look down to see the flesh that I worked so hard to forge, the muscle, and the countless scars I got like an achievement I collect.
"Who...are you?"
My voice came out hoarse, like a man starving,my eyes locked on her divine face.
Her hand came up to rest on her cheek as she pressed that sinful body of hers against mine.
"I am Acladess, a mother of all, a creator."
Her eyes, not even once breaking contact with me, shine brightly as the darkness around us fades away. Like it acknowledges her identity, leaving us in the world of white
"Better"
she said
She took steps back, which allowed me to get a glimpse of her full body again.
"I have a favor to ask, Karion Bruce."
My cock, the little me, seems to hard on its own.
"And why must I accept your favor?"
My answer, to my surprise, didn't offend her at all, as her eyes curved like a crescent moon with amusement.
"And I see your Flame still burns even as death takes you."
She circles around me, like a predator eyeing its prey.
"It seems the right decision that I chose you—and to answer your question, yes, you will help me because you friends are reincarnated—
She stopped in front of me as her hand, soft like a luxury pillow, guided my hand to grab her G-cup tits.
- Mhmmm~~ in my world"
My mouth hung open at the revelation, though those hands of mine seem to have a mind of their own as I start kneading her tits, my finger skillfully scratching her nipple.
"R-really?!"
She nods as her eyes gaze over.
"Yes, but now my world is in great crisis, in need of help; it needs an abnormality and an unpredictable price, and that is a role you are going to take."
Her form starts to glisten as my hand pulls her nipple hard before she steps back.
"Um~~ My time is running out, so if you want to help your friends, you will have to accept my quest, so?"
my face bank, but the chaos of thoughts are blowing inside mine, the chance to meet them again, to start everything again—the hope
'fuu'
With a calm, deep breath, I look straight into her eyes as I say,
"I accepted."
her lip stretched into a full smile as she stretched her hand out
"Well then—"
"BUT"
I cut her off as I step forward.
"I am not sure what your godforsaken are planning, but I am not going to be your world hero. I am not going to dance on your palm. I am me, so promise me one thing."
The room seem to hold it Breath by my bold declaration, tension boiling as I continue
"You will not interfere with whatever I do. I'm going to save it my way, got it?"
"Fufufufu~~ as you wish, Mortal, I shall not interfere in your life, but be aware my world is filled with danger—swords, magic, demons, dragons, and humans capable of blowing up a mountain with a flick of their wrist—all you can imagine is there, and your friends are not going to remember you as you are. Are you still going to accept my quest?"
She starts to levitate as I look up, drinking in the view of her pussy from below. The dimensions start to crack as I shudder, not from fear but excitement and hope.
"Bring it on!"
"Well then~~"
My vision whited out suddenly as I heard the sound of glass breaking. I lost the sensation of my body once again as I plummeted downward.
"Welcome to my ultimate creation, Karion Bruce, to Ertharia."