Setting: Taimanin Asagi.
*This story uses the Essence CYOA, more details at the end.
Akuma no Taimanin
Chapter 01.
"Hello again." Greeted the clerk as I walked into the store.
"Hey," I said quietly, trying not to look directly at the shrouded figure behind the counter.
"I didn't think you would be back." He?... She?... It lied in a polite tone. "Are you interested in purchasing this time?"
I chewed the insides of my cheek, darting my eyes over the numerous shelves filled to the brim with bright-colored bottles of unidentifiable liquids. At first glance, this place looks like a liquor store, but soon people would wonder why the bottles held no label or why they were in the exact shape and size.
Drawing a deep breath, I steadied my trembling legs and took a step forward, walking into a situation way out of my depth by my own free will.
"Are you interested in buying this time?" The figure repeated neatly as I stood before it.
"These… drinks… these Essences… Are they really what you say they are?" I asked.
"Crystalize power in a bottle, yes." The clerk nodded. "Great physical might, transcended magical knowledge, unparalleled sexual prowess, numerous superior forms… all could be acquired by drinking from these bottles." It tilted its head; the motion was meant to be endearing; it didn't work. "Could it be that you actually believe me now, sir?" Its tone was way too innocent.
I grimaced. What a confusing thing, one moment it showed absolutely no emotion, and the other it tries to mess with me.
Good, be angry at the thing, it's better than fear.
"Hard to not to when you are the only one that can see the exotic shop that appeared out of nowhere right before your place of work. My coworkers are convinced that I'm crazy, you know? And I would be too if I saw a guy claiming there was a shop in the alley between two buildings that stand so close together that there is practically no alley." I took a breath to calm down. "What is the point of this shop if only I can see it?"
"Ah." The clerk smiled. "Perhaps it can only be seen by those that are meant to see it."
Of course, at least it didn't try to deny it.
"Ok, I here now, what do you want of me?" I asked.
The thing tilted its head again.
"What do you mean, sir? I want nothing from you other than your good health and prosperity."
"Yeah, but you're still here."
"Of course, this is my shop after all, where else would I be?"
I close my eyes.
I could leave now, walk right through that door and don't look back. I did it before.
But I know what will happen if I do. I will think of this place, of this figure, every day, every hour, every minute, and every second. The unanswered questions wouldn't let me sleep at night like it has been for…
I noticed just now that I was thinking clearly again, the first time in an entire week. A shiver cut my shine and I gulped down the sudden fear.
"I would like… to make a purchase." I said, finally.
"Excellent!" The figure smiled. "Now, what Essences might you be interested in, sir?"
Seriously? What it expects me to say? "I don't know… the less expensive one?" I tried.
"They are all the same price, sir." The figure responded. "In fact, once the price is paid, you may drink as many Essences as your body can handle. Most can only handle three, with only the ones with great fate managing more. But in either case, it's a guaranteed power up!" the figure explained with an industrial cheer.
"Because that business strategy makes total sense," I said with a roll of eyes. "Alright then, what's the price? How much?"
"Oh, sir…" The figure mouthed like I was a small child and my words were precious. "Power such as this, cannot be bought with material wealth."
… And there is the fear again. There is the deal with-the-devil moment.
Sure, on my last visit he did explained what some of these 'Essences' can do, and I admit they sound pretty incredible, but that's the thing; something this incredible can't come without a catch.
"And what is it?" I asked after bracing myself.
The figure smiled a broad smile of way-too-perfect teeth.
"Your name. Your life. Your world."
… Wayway out of my depths
And by on my own free will.
-0-0-0-
"They said her body was found in an alley… that there were signs of… you know."
"Horrible, horrible thing."
"She was so young!"
"What about her parents? Where are they? Shouldn't they be here?"
"What about her brother?"
"Who will take him?"
Whispers. Whispers and looks, they were all around me. People that I've never seen before were cramped in my home; there wasn't room for everybody, so some had yo stay outside. They were all wearing black and talking about of things I don't understand, and they keep sending me these looks.
I don't like them. I want them gone, Onee-chan will be livid when she comes back!
"Onee-chan," I mumbled to her smiling portrait on the altar.
I don't understand why these people are here. It's not like this is the first time Onee-chan disappeared for a long time, I'm sure that at any moment she would appear on the doorway with a smile on her face and an apology gift for being gone for so long. We would hug, she would try to make dinner until I begged her not to, then she would take a bath, and I would shout at her to not walk around the apartment naked, the usual.
But now there are these people around, and they're being super weird. They're making me feel weird.
"Kyousuke-kun?"
"Eh." I turned around surprised, this was the first person that actually knows my first name; everybody else just called me Sawaki-san or Sawaki-dono. "You know my name, Oba-san?"
The strange woman smiled; I was taken aback by how beautiful she looked. She kneeled down next to me and passed some of her long black hair behind her ear. Her boobs are huge, I noticed immediately, Onee-chan told me to never trust a woman with big boobs, even though she has big boobs herself.
"Yes. Your sister and I were... coworkers. She talked a lot about you." She explained.
"You are Onee-chan's coworker!" I exclaimed, surprised to finally meet one, then I made a face. "Then tell these people to get out! If you're her coworker, then you know that Onee-chan's works make her leave for a really long time, they are just making a mess of the apartment!" I complained.
"Ah." The woman's pretty smile became a bit strained. "I'm afraid… it will take some time before she comes back."
I shook my head, "It doesn't matter, she will come back, she always does. I can take care of myself until then."
"Oh, Kyousuke-kun…"
I scowled, what is up with these looks? It's like everybody was messing with me today.
"Alright." The woman whispers under her breath. "Kyousuke-kun, how about you come live with me and my family for a while? You can wait for Ayaka there, and you won't have to here all alone."
I considered the proposal for a moment. The apartment does feel a bit lonely without Onee-chan around… even if it was cleaner and free of discarded underwear.
But...
"I can't," I say firmly. "Onee-chan told me to never trust big-breasted strangers!"
The woman blinked, and then burst into a fit of giggles, attracting some disapproving glares from the people around.
"That sounds like something she would say!" She said, wiping a few tears that had gathered on the corner of her eyes. "Then, let's do it like this." She extended her hand. I looked at it confusedly. "I'm Igawa Saeko, nice to meet you, Kyousuke-kun."
Oh! It's a western-style greeting. I quickly grabbed her hand with all my strength. Onee-chan said you have to break the other person's hand, but I couldn't do it; I hope I'm not being too impolite. "I'm Sawaki Kyousuke, nice to meet you too, Oba-san."
Igawa-san smiled, "See. We aren't strangers anymore."
…
"Hi! I'm Sawaki Kyousuke, you're Oba-san's daughter, right? Let's be friends!"
"I'm busy right now, go bother someone else."
"Ehhh!"
…
Gokuruma village is a weird place. It looks like Japan from another era; lot of rural lands, short wooden buildings sprawling in neat lines, and hardly any technology on sight.
Of course, out of sight, there is plenty of technology. In fact, there are even some rumors saying the bosses are considering rebuilding Gosha Academy into a modern style building, a scandalous proposal for the geezers at the top I can imagine.
On the meanwhile, we had to content ourselves with this wide temple-dojo thing.
The palm strike easily slid through my poorly raised guard and hit me in the gut, sending me flying to one the pillar that supported the buildings.
My back crashed on it with a strength that brought blind spots to my vision. My legs bulked beneath me and I slid to the ground to join the other prone bodies.
"Match!" The instructor announced, and then looked expectantly to the high-ups that had decided to watch the class today.
All eyes were looked on the single figure left standing.
Igawa-san was amazing, as always. I had barely able to see her movements. She stood in the center of the dojo looking immaculate as ever. It hardly looked like she had spent the last few minutes decimating the rest of her classmates.
She was seriously starting to look like Saeko-oba-san now, though her expression is always severe and cold, while Oba-san's is usually full of smiles.
"As expected of Igawa Saeko-sama's daughter." The headmaster said. He nodded at the instructor and left the room with the rest of his passé.
"Thank you very much!" The instructor and everyone not moaning in pain respectfully thanked their presence, then the instructor turned to us. "That will be all for today, clean it up… And Igawa. Great work."
He left, disappearing from our vision in an instant like a proper ninja. We soon got to work.
Man, cleaning up after class, I laughed a little on the inside. At times like this ninja school feels just like a regular school, it never fails to make me laugh.
… I don't know who first started, but many joined.
"Tch, did you see her sucking up to the teachers? So shameful!"
"She acts so highly and mighty all the time, like she is too good for the rest of us."
"I hear is having private lessons with the staff, I wonder what she 'did' to get it if you know what I mean."
All these remarks were being made loud enough for Igawa-san to hear and was the intention, obviously. The girl plaid no mind to it; she just continues to gather the cleaning supplies.
… At times like this, ninja school feels just like a regular school; some times it makes me sick.
"Will you shut up?!" I shouted angrily at everybody. "You're just jealous because Igawa-san beat you all fair and square. And if you have a problem with her, then say it to her face! This way just makes you guys seem pathetic!"
There was a moment of silence.
"Shut up dead last!"
"Who do you think you are to talk to us like that!?"
"That's rich coming from a guy who isn't good at anything, are you even qualified to be here!?"
Ah, I've become the target.
It's all right though, I own a lot to the Igawa's, so better me than their eldest daughter.
….
"Igawa-san wait! So I was thinking we could study together for-Ah…"
"Ignored again,"
…
"A-Are you injured, Igawa-san?" I gurgled out, my torso beaming with white pain.
"Idiot, idiot, idiot! Why did you do something so foolish!?" Igawa-san screamed at my face, her expression for once wasn't severe or aloof; it was one of deep worry and tears. Despite myself, I felt happy; I've managed to see a face Igawa-san never showed before. "You knew you didn't have a chance against a real demon!"
"No… But you d-did…" I tried to smile, but a bloody cough burned its way out of my throat "...S-So it was just a matter of… distracting it until you could move again." I slowly turned my eyes in the direction of the slashed corpse of the demon. "…I-It's worked too… Igawa-san is amazing…"
"Shut up idiot! Save your strength!" She looked around desperately. "Help! There is an injured! Help us!"
She shouted and sobbed under the rain, her grip on my head and hair tightening almost painfully; thank god the hand pressuring the large gash on my side was gentler.
"Why, Why did you come!? None of this would have happened if you obeyed the instructor!? Why didn't you stay with the others!?" She asked me through her shouts.
"Ah…Ah… What are you talking about, Igawa-san? The demon… Took you… How could I have staid put after that?"
She pulled choked breath.
"You are an idiot Sawaki! A big idiot!"
"Haha… Thank you, Igawa-san."
"It wasn't a compliment!"
"Yes, it was… Hahaha.
….
"Boooreeed Sooooo Boooreee- Ah! Igawa-san!? Have you come to visit me?"
"…"
"E-Ehhh, I-Igawa-san is going red with anger, I-I'm sorry for what I've done Igawa-san, please forgive me- Ah!"
"She left."
…
Urg, my body hurts.
I was lying on the grass between the temple buildings of Gosha Academy, reflecting on the brutal child torture the instructor had inflicted upon me and the rest of my pears. Sure, they could call it 'training' all they want, but I knew what it truly was!
… It's hard, very hard… I don't know how long I can keep this up; I'm making so little progress…
My stomach roared in prospect like it was my kohai, and it wanted to be noticed.
Now I'm hungry too; the day just keeps getting better and better.
I felt a presence approaching and then felt it sitting next to me; it was a girl, the movements were too graceful to be from a boy's.
"Ahem."
I opened my eyes and saw Igawa-san of all people sitting next to me. "Wow, you can still move after that! What? Did you manage to sneak out when the instructor wasn't looking?"
A few weeks ago, I would have gushed on how amazing she was, but lately, Igawa-san seemed… more open than usual, so I could finally get a read on her. One of the things I quickly learned was that she disliked every kind of what in her eyes was 'underserving praise', and she truly despised anything with the words 'as expected' o attached to it.
She still amazing though, I just don't say it out loud as much.
"Hardly." She coughed. "I was merely was better prepared than the rest of you."
"Yeah, keep telling yourself that." I closed my eyes again.
"Regardless…" It felt like she was going to continued, but she didn't.
"…Igawa-san?" I questioned, popping an eye open.
I saw her flinch, which, like, never happens. "I-I can't help but notice you forgot your l-l-lunch today."
What the hell? She's acting weird…
"Yeah, the thing is, I didn't. It was odd, I was sure I had placed it under my desk early this morning, but when I reach out to grab it, it was gone." I made a face. "I think someone is playing a prank on me."
"Ah, well..." She gulped and then cleared her throat in the most graceful cough ever. "I-It just so happens that today was my first c-culinary lesson, and I, hum, I made a bit too much."
Gears turned, clocking in place, and suddenly my stomach shouted in joyful victory.
"Wait, are you saying you made me lunch!?" Igawa-san let out a 'Gih!' and went rigid. I just continued with a laughter. "Wow, Igawa-san! Thanks a lot! You literally save my life!"
"A-Ah, you're welcome, Sawaki… kun."
… And that day, we finally found something Igawa-san was terrible at.
…
"Gaahh, why you are so difficult you damn shuriken, just hit the target for once- Ah Igawa-san!? what can I do for-"
"A-Asagi!"
"Eh?"
"Y-Y-You are to call me Asagi for now on!"
"EH! But that's- Ah- there she goes… I wonder what was that all about…"
…
In a secluded area a couple of miles away from the Igawa clan's estate, there was a quaint little wooden cabin in the edge of a forest with a beautiful overviewing a running lake. On any other day, this would be a perfect place for contemplation, but now the air was filled with the sounds of crashing blades.
"Ooohhh!" Gushed the adorable little girl on my side. "Onee-chan is so cool!"
I said nothing, just continued to watch.
On the swallow bank of the river, two blurs jumped away from each other. One of them: a tall man with a piece of straw on his lips, balanced his sword in a casual stance, the other: a beautiful teen trying to control her panted breaths and trembling sword.
Asagi was utterly unbothered by the drenched state of her white dress, which was long since turned transparent and was showing the world her budding figure clad in blue set of underwear.
"Maa maa, I can't believe I got wrapped into a fight against a child." The man bemoaned in a frustrated sigh. "Please tell me that you have no illusions about the outcome, at the very least." He pleaded.
"Not at all Akiyama-dono." Igawa-san looked bright and cheerful even before her imminent lost. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart for this lesson."
"Taking as a lesson, eh? Che! Women from Gokuruma are always so troublesome." He flexed his grip, and their blades met again, water exploding under their quick steps.
In the end, no matter how much her younger sister cheered, Asagi fell.
A loss without any shame, for her opponent was none other than Akiyama Soichiro, the current holder of the title of Sword Saint and one of the most powerful warriors of the Taimanin corp. Just the fact she crossed blades with him should be considered a lifetime achievement.
The Sword Saint twisted his blade in an artistically arch before bringing it to its sheath. "Scary, scary… this new generation is scary."
Asagi struggled to push her exhausted body out of the shallow water "T-Thank you… for the honor…" She panted.
"Save it. I'm not into this kind of talk." He said, shaking his head. "You're Reiko-chan's brat right… I won't hear the end of it if she knew I cut you even a little bit." He grew a little pale as he watched Asagi get to her knees, then he spoke again. "Are you a student from Gosha?"
"Yes!" Said Igawa-san firmly. "I'm a first year, Genin!"
There was a spark of interest on the swordsman's eyes. "Just at the start of middle school, eh? Scary, very scary… Tell you what; I'll give you a visit when I'm back at the village. Are you up for some more 'lessons?'"
"EH!" That was so surprising that Asagi couldn't keep her voice down, and it wasn't without reason. The current Sword Saint didn't take students; he has been famously loud about this, and his desire to train his daughter and only his daughter when she comes of age, so for him to be offering lessons for someone else was… monumental. "Y-Yes! Thank you very much, Akiyama-dono!"
"Yeah, yeah, don't get yourself killed before we met again, you crazy kit." The Sword Saint said from over his shoulder. He was already walking away.
By that point, the aching on my chest overcame my tensed muscles and forced me to breathe again.
"So cooooool!" Igawa Sakura gushed dreamily on my side; she seems to be lost in her own world. "Onee-chan is so cool!"
I panted and gasped for air, but my eyes were locked on the figure rising on the bank of the river. She was glimmering under the sunlight. Her green eyes looking at the direction of her new master with sparkly pride, her pink lips curled into a satisfied smile, her figure tall, beautiful and strong, ready to take on the world and win.
I found that I couldn't take my eyes from her.
"Y-Yeah… Yeah, she is…"
…
"Asagi-" "Sawaki-"
"You can go first-" "Be all mean-"
"I mean I was thinking-" "If you allow me to-"
"… You guys are weird, you guys are weird about each other."
"S-Shut it Sakura!"
…
I was waiting for this day. Frankly, It was inevitable. I was hanging by a tread for a long time now, and it was finally snapped.
Try telling that to a rambunctious seven-year-old, though.
"That's not fair! They can't do this to you Kyo-nii!"
I sighed. "Sakura, this… this was going to happen: I'm basically leagues behind everyone else by this point, and I failed to draw out my legacy ability time and time again. It was only a matter of time before they drop me out."
"But you work harder than everybody else!" Sakura screamed in childish indignation. "Onee-chan and I were watching, you know!? We saw you sneaking around to train so many times. We saw the way the training dummies look when you're done with them. We saw you bleeding! You were bleeding, Kyo-nii! We had to call the healer, and don't try to say it was an accident. No one buys it!"
I flinched; I was hoping she'd forget that.
"That's not the point, Sakura." I don't like to tell that to a seven-year-old, but here in Gokuruma, children had to mature fast. "Look, sometimes hard work just isn't enough, I… I have no talent for the arts, even after all the effort I put into I'm barely able to scrap the basics, and that's not even getting to my apparent lack of legacy ability." By the point, I was the only one in the class without a unique power. There were others like me, but they long since dropped out. "They would never let me graduate Sakura, not like this, and honestly." I gave her a smile. "It's better this way. I mean, can you imagine what would happen if I take on a demon as I'm now? I'd be dead in seconds!" I laughed, "This decision saved my life, honestly!"
"E-eh… Id… IDIOT!" Sakura screamed so loud she hurt my ears. I blinked, when did she start crying? "You're an idiot, Kyo-nii!"
"Ah, Saku-." I tried to call for her, but she was already disappearing down the hallway at an impressive speed for her age.
She has talent, just like her sister, everyone can see it.
"That was unbecoming of you, Sawaki-kun."
"Ah, Asagi!" I saw her seemly walking out from behind a pillar, like she was walking normally through the hallway all along. Magnify, It was something I would expect from the teachers. Asagi no doubt will become- no, already is a great Taimanin. "It seems I've made Sakura angry somehow… I don't know what I did really; I was just explaining to her the reasons they dropped me."
Asaki came close and sat down by my side, she walked on steps that produced no sounds, I've never managed to crack that one, I can hide my steps from civilians, but that's it, anyone even a little bit trained would be able to hear me from miles.
Another sign I shouldn't be doing this in the first place.
"I hope she is not worried that I'd leave." I mumbled out loud, "Oh, Asagi, did I tell you? Your honorable father offered to take me as a pupil for the company, so at least I won't be homeless now that all of this happened." The Igawa's once again… Even though I failed their expectations. "Really, in the end, I'm just not cut out to be a Taimanin. I'll leave it to you girls, I'm sure you'll do a much better job-"
"Sawaki-kun." Asagi, interrupted me. "Please stop that."
"Stop what?" I asked. "I'm just telling you it's fine. It will be fine. I'm fine…"
The wind rustled over the artistically arranged garden of the Igawa estate.
"… I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry."
I had no idea when I ended up with my head on her lap; I have no idea about anything at the moment. I just tried to muffle the sounds of my sobs while I screamed at myself for such shameful display.
…
"… I just wanted to save someone like I was saved."
"… I understand; I shall bear this burden."
"You don't need to do that, Asagi."
"I want to do that, Kyousuke-kun."
…
"Kyousuke-kun! I got your message, what is-" I pushed a finger against Asagi's soft lips as I shushed her firmly.
"W-What?" She asked in a much more controlled tone. She must have noticed how my apartment was much darker than usual.
"How did you get here so fast? I thought you were on a mission?" I whispered. Asagi relaxed after seeming my calm demeanor, but she certainly noticed something wasn't right, probably because the stress of the last three days was showing on my face.
Asagi pushed her chest up as if she was insulted, I admit it produced a rather interesting bounce from the impressive assets clad in the skintight uniform- wait, is that blood!? "I did say I would come as fast as I could if you call for me. I'm sure Oboro wouldn't mind going solo for a few hours, I made sure to finish the mission before I came here anyway." Ah, so that's why she was drenched in blood. "Now, spill." She asked impatiently. Clearly eager to know what was causing me such apparent stress so she could kill it.
The young boy finally reacted to the other presences in the room; he let out a tired moan and shifted to face the other side of the bed, his deep slumber continued undisturbed.
Asagi slowly turned her face towards me. "… Kyousuke-kun, why there is a child on your bed?" I winced. To be fair, her tone wasn't accusatory, but she could have worded it better.
"That's…" Now how do I put it? "Err, do you know how my sister basically kidnapped me from the horrible pieces of shit that call themselves my parents to raised me away from their influence."
"Language, Kyousuke-kun," Asagi said automatically, but with none of the usual will behind it, she also has a few chosen words to describe my genetic donors. "And yes, Okaa-sama has made me aware of it."
"Right, so there is one thing that my sister didn't consider when she took me away from them." I drew a breath. "…The possibility that they might procreate again."
Asagi stiffened, and then looked at the boy sleeping on my bed.
"You mean…"
"Yeahhh… this is Sawaki Kousuke, my younger brother… and I might have kidnapped him."
….
"Ugggh, why are they so imperative!?"
"It's the nature of children to be imperative."
"Yeah, but Sakura is almost in high school, she should at least try to act like her age!"
"You know just as well as me that Sakura will act like Sakura. My dear little sister will defy any conventions you try to set on her Kyousuke-kun."
"Her and Kousuke… Gah! I'm not built to deal with so much mess at once!"
"Yes, they are quite lively together."
"Ugh."
"Fufufu."
"…Hey, Asagi, Am I doing a good job?"
"You're doing a magnify job, Kyousuke-kun."
…
"How to a look?" I asked, striking a pose.
Kousuke looked up from his handheld console.
"Way too early." He said, squinting his eyes. "Aniki… It's not even dark yet."
My chest flared with indignation, "Well, I have to make sure everything is perfect, haven't I? So I'll go to the restaurant to speak with the staff myself, make sure everyone knows their role." Usually people wouldn't be able to do that on the freaking La Raffinatezza, one of the highest-class restaurants in Tokyo and definitely the best one in the city when it came to their food style, but being the youngest CEO of the fastest-growing company tied to the Igawa Conglomerate has its perks. "Perfect, this night has to be perfect!" I said, fidgeting with my collar again, trying to make it straighter
"Hum-huh." My little brother mumbled dismissingly, eyes and mind back in the world of Monster Hunter.
"And the roses! I can't forget the roses! Oh, do you think I should give the necklace now, or should I wait for tomorrow?" Suddenly a horrifying thought jumps to the very forefront of my mind. "The food! Oh, my God! What if Asagi doesn't like Italian food!?"
"What? Asagi-nee loves Italian food, what are you talking about?" Somewhere along my pacing, I caught the raised eyebrow of an annoyed Kousuke. "Aniki… you've been through hundreds of dates with Asagi-nee already, why is this one freaking you out so much?"
"Ah." I can't tell him. Anything I tell Kousuke ends up in Sakura's ears and consequently ends up in Asagi's… Well, I think I can tell him now because it's literally about to happen, but… "A-Ah, you know, five years anniversary and all. Girls expect something big haha!" I laughed while rubbing behind my head.
I like the idea of keeping it secret until after the fact; Asagi and I can announce it together and watch their reaction.
That's it, if everything goes well, of course, a-and if Asagi accepts it, I-I mean she will accept it, right? Right!?
"S-So!" I swallowed these petrifying thoughts. "I better be going, can't be late for my date, after all!"
"You're not even close to being late."
I strode across the living room and grabbed my car keys. "There is food on the fridge, and I left some money in case you want to ask something. Hum, I don't think I'll be back tonight-"
"You're going to be in a love hotel screwing Asagi-nee brain's out all night, got it."
"Wh-" I stumbled. "Kousuke!"
"What? That's what Sakura-nee said you're always doing."
Sakura- what the hell she's been saying to a seven-year-old boy!?
After a bit more banter where I made a mental note to have a very stern talk to with a certain high-school ninjette in the future, I was out of the apartment ready to take the first steps of this new chapter of my life.
I wasn't even inside of the elevator when nervousness and insecurities descended back on my heart and made a mess of my stomach.
But…
I slid my hand into my jacket's pocket, gripping the small, squared case that holds my future inside tightly. This is real. This is really happening. There was a smile on my face.
Am I nervous? Yes. Am I scared out of my bones? Oh god, yes. Am I ready?
Hell yes!
The elevator pinged open and I walked in automatically, taking a deep preparatory breath and firmly raising my head with a courageous Yosh!
The ghost of Kokawa Oboro stood right in front of me.
"W-What?" I gasp breathlessly, the elevator's door closing behind me.
She smiled; it was not a nice smile.
…
"Thank you… For everything you've done for me.
…
-0-0-0-
Having the life of Sawaki Kyousuke flashing in my mind was the most visceral experience I ever had.
It felt like I was trapped in an ever-shifting room that was collapsing into a whirlwind of sounds and images. I didn't just watch his memories; I lived them, experiencing every single one of his thoughts and feelings across the whole of his twenty-three years of life. My entire existence was bombarded with Sawaki Kyousuke to the point that it made me doubt the integrity of my own identity.
And just when things were starting to make sense again, a crazy world demanded my attention.
"Urgggg!" A wet grunt escaped my throat as my whole body arched from the jolts of pleasure that originated from my nether regions. The sensations crashed upon me like a wrenching ball: warmth, the vice-like grip, a wonderful undulation that massaged my member like it was hungry for it, and more importantly…
"Ahhhhhhh!"
The sweet, female moan that elevated it all to a new level.
I blinked quickly, trying to shake the pleasure from my rational vision, finding out I was fucking a girl- no, no, I was making myself home inside her, invading her with everything I had, making a sloppy mess and that vandalizing the walls to mark my territory. It became clear that the pleasure wouldn't let me have a single clear thought in this frenetic pace, so, with much, much effort, I slowed the speed and strength of my thrusts.
The sizable hips quaked with the impacts of my thrust; the pussy I was fucking was awe-inspiringly beautiful, gripping my length tightly as I pulled, and massaging a warm welcome as I pushed. There were still traces of virginal blood on its plump lips, but it did nothing to hinder the deliciousness of the vision; if anything, I made it better. My eyes wandered over the sculptured legs bound in a folded prison, then, up to the spasming abdomen, the dancing light highlighting the toned muscles. Suddenly a large mass dropped over the ribs and rose up again, and I had to double-take upon seeing sheer size of those massive pair of tits; they were big to the point of being disproportionate to the rest of her body, with equally large rose nipples that were bouncing up and down to the rhythm of my thrusts. Finally, my eyes met the tear-filled face of the-
"AH-ahSh-Stoph! K-Kyo-nii-Ahah, Onee-chan is going to be!AHH! Onee-chan is going to be sad!"
The world went cold and hard, and it sucked away all my breaths. I stared at the desperate blue eyes of my sister-in-law and watched as her expression twisted in pain and pleasure as my member violated her once virginal folds.
Sakura. I was fucking Sakura.
I stopped. Causing the girl to let out a strangled gasp. Weirdly enough, I had to fight more than the natural human instincts to continue doing a thing the felt good, a lot more, urges so deep and so feral that I could practically feel them growling for me to keep on, to mark her deeper, to show the world she is mine and make her sing about it. My body trembled with the effort of staying still.
"Ky Ah…ah… Kyo-nii?" Sakura panted, her head still light from the brutal sexual assault, but something within her cried forward. "Kyo-nii, Kyo-nii! Can you hear me!?" She screamed, wiggling against her bounds. "F-Fight it, Kyo-nii, you have to fight it!"
"What is this!?" A voice behind me hissed. I didn't turn back, I couldn't, the vision of Sakura beneath me still too unbelievable to me to take my eyes away. "Why did you stop!? Ah- I'm terribly sorry dear viewers. We are having some technical problems."
I couldn't. I couldn't process this- This is Sakura, this is a girl I love like a little sister my entire life, I've seen her growing up and - she was under me, her body twitching and sweaty, with a well-fucked expression of despairing pain.
I fucked her. I took her virginity. I raped her.
I hear a shrill sound over Sakura's screams and felt a thin line impacting my back; it barely did anything, but Sakura started to scream louder.
"Move, you- disobedient dog! *Wapush* I gave you a direct order-*Wapush* *Wapush* Why are you hesitating- FUCK HER DAMNIT!"
"No! No! Don't touch Kyo-nii! Kyo-nii! Run! You have to-"
More impacts, they were just as ineffective as the first. My shocked mind was slow and sluggish, but I realize it was a whip of some kind, and the wet liquid dripping down my back told me it was doing a good job breaking through skin, but was doing a shit job in appearing important.
No, what appeared important right now was a series of low, perverted growls that I, by all means, shouldn't have heard. When I raised my eyes I saw a group of tall, fat, greenish humanoid with bald heads, sharp fangs, and leering eyes. A low-class demon, codename: 'Orc' my memories recalled, they are beginning to approach, taking advantage of the confusion, each one with a massive boner and looking directly at…
"Hugh!" Sakura let out a throaty moan as I threw my larger body over hers, smashing her comically oversized tits against my muscular torso, and banging my forehead on the metal of the table right beside Sakura's head. The action has shielded her body from the orcish vision but has also made my dick move inside her again, which caused terror-filled gasp. "N-No." She gasped again, now in a traitorous moan as I started to bring my hips back and forwards. "Noooo!"
"Haha! That more like it, breed this little bitch like the dog she is! You, bring the camera down and restart the transmission, let's see what that bitch has to say about that!" The increasingly familiar voice behind me called.
This new position was even more enticing because now Sakura's sweet cries were right by my ear. "Noo-NoNo Ah Kyo-nii Kyo-nii! C-come back! Don't let the monster-HgmmmH!" It was clear from her voice that she was quickly losing an important battle.
"Sakura," I whispered into her ear, which caused a surprised gasp to be let out between the moans. "Pretend you can't hear me. It's me. I'm myself again-Ugh!"
Her walls squeezed my length with the strength of Taimanin-trained muscles and a powerful orgasm; the next moan was different than any of the ones she had let out before. It was louder, throatier, free of fear and full of pure happiness; the sound had a hopeful passion inside that shook my core.
D-Did she cum from pure happiness!?
"HaHaHa, do you hear this, Asagi? Do you hear your cheating sister going crazy over your fiancé's dick?! Owww, such heartless betrayal! I bet if you must be feeling it down your soul." The bitchy voice proclaimed.
I ignored it and focused on more important things.
"I think…" No, I didn't. I was sure. "I can get us always from here," I can feel it, deep inside my soul, the power I brought with me. "Only… It will be scary… and you will have to trust me."
I don't know it was the new position, but as much as I try to not think about it, Sakura's pussy felt amazing, and the sensation only got better as she tightened her bounded legs on the side of my hips, and began rubbing her breast over my chest, "Kyo-nii, Kyo-nii, Yes YES Do isAhAHAh DO It Kyo-nii!"
I smiled; she had hidden her response in the cries of passion, a very Sakura thing to do, despite all.
"Alright," I breathe out. Gripping the edges of the metal table. "My turn." I reach down inside my soul, to the power granted to me.
The metal deformed under my grip.
"Dear clients, Asagi's little sister has already entered in a broken state; she is not as resistant as her older sister I'm afraid. But as you can see even a mighty Taimanin is more than capable to fall for the… hum?"
"Kyo-nii! - B-big, It's big Kyo-nii! AHAH Tooo BIIGGG!"
"I'm sorry Sakura, please endure it!"
"What is this?" My senses detected Kokawa Oboro's whisper, the hiccup of her breathing, the sadistic arousal she was feeling, and the alien parts on her body that mark her as not quite human.
My body tingled as it slowly grew, like millions of fire ants were crawling underneath my skin: the first and only time this will ever happen as my instinct told that I will transform instantly for now own. The metal table creaked under my growing weight. The ceiling grew close, the orcs around us took a step back, whimpering and trembling as their own instincts began to work against them.
I felt my body changing, my skin darkening to pure black, my hair elongating into metallic white. I grew not on bulk, but in propositions, like someone was increasing the scale of my entire self in relation to reality. Purple lines ripped themselves into existence over my skin, with a bright purple nucleus shining on the inside. The inner part of my body as the part the changed the most: muscles became fibrous tentacles that weaved themselves into a muscular structures, bones became crystalized tendrils that snapped into place with pleasant pops, and the rest, all of the rest, became a tangled jungle of tentacles so large that my skin couldn't keep it all in, and part of it exploded from my back from the wounds on my back, which now had integrated into my monster form as openings.
My head cracked up, scraping my horn on the ceiling, then my human-like mouth spread open to a certain point, until it tears past the limits, becoming distinctively non-human.
The following roar shook the foundations of the Chaos area, and the population of Tokyo started doing earthquakes procedures.
"M-Magnificent." I cracked my neck in the direction of Kokawa Oboro. She looked awestruck. "To think the demon cells would react so well to the host…"
… Kokawa Oboro, Asagi's old sempai and friend turned traitor. Asagi was forced to kill her with her own hand… I remember consoling her afterward.
The woman who was supposed to be dead traced every inch of my form with her hungry eyes. "You… You are a masterpiece." She smiled… it was not a nice smile.
… I recalled the elevator, I recalled the pain and humiliation, I recalled screaming in the back of my mind as my body delivered the cursed ring to my beloved, I remembered what she had subjected Asagi to, shortly after.
There was a booming sound as the air caught fire due to the acceleration of my arms as I swung it.
The pasty remains of Kokawa Oboro and seven orcs close to her splashed all over the wall.
The rest of the monster screamed in terror, and I reacted to the noise with my tentacles. Instinctively changing the shape of the tips into serrated blades and lashing out.
And then the room was silent.
"… Sakura." My voice was like a continental rumble, deep, heavy, impossible to ignore. "Sakura, we have to…"
Sakura whimpered dumbly against my chest, her voice light and very high-pitched. She was impaled on my dick, quite literally impaled. Her back was arched, and an enormous bulged was protruding on her abdomen all the way up to the lower end of her ribcage. Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head, and there was quite a lot of froth bubbling from her mouth.
A deep chill shot right through my spine as the thought of her dead shot through my mind, but then she let out a giggly sort of moan and her body spasmed into another orgasm- no, another height of orgasm: she's been riding on a long, powerful climax since I finished my transformation.
"Shit, sorry Sakura." As I fought a voice in the back of my head that said to pine her to the floor and keep going, I slowly pulled her out of my new, horse-size member.
She cooed disappointedly when we separated- crap, her cervix was pulled out, that's bad, right? I mean its hot in hentai but I'm pretty sure it's supposed to be bad in real life.
Leaning her against my colossal chest, I started to think of a way to carry an unconscious Taimanin with possible internal damage through an unknown enemy facility, because having her in my arm wasn't very safe for the trip I'm about to have if what I remember from my time as Oboro's puppet was correct.
My new… monstrous instincts came up with an answer… a very disturbing answer that I frankly didn't have time to ponder and freak out about now, who knows for how long the slaughter here will go unheard, I have to act fast.
So with a deep breath, I flexed muscles I didn't even know I had, and the lines of my chest became more profound until they, for the lack of a better term, popped open to show my insides.
A dense, tar-like, pitch-black liquid immediately oozed out, only to reveal the gross shape of a tangle of bioluminescent purple tentacles. For a moment, I had doubts… but this isn't the place for it, so I decided to trust my new instincts.
My inner tentacles reached out, grabbing the prone form of Sakura, making her twitch and moan as they coiled themselves around her sensitive form and began to pull. I slid one of the tentacles into her mouth in the most clinical way possible, relaying in my instinct to provide her air and… other nutrients, if necessary. After some consideration, I stuck another tentacle into her vaginal canal to push the expose organ back inside and to hold things there as they heal.
Sakura was moaning softly as her body was comfortably lodged inside my torso, the rest of the inner tentacles immediately reacted to her presence, gently wrapping around her it a manner that could only be called lovingly, expect one tiny fucker that tried to enter her ass. Goddamm monster instincts! It's already bad enough that I have to keep one in her genitals, let's not make it weirder.
The viscous, tar-like substance that acted as my fluids began to drip and ooze over her naked skin due to the tentacle embrace. Good, I can feel that the substantive came from a different Essence than the one that gave me this monstrous form, and I can feel it has strong healing properties, which was just what Sakura needed. I made sure that the to sweat some of the substance in her throat, and inject some on her stomach from the tip of tentacle there, I also ejected quite a lot of it on her womb and vaginal canal, all in the name of healing.
Sakura was loud cooing in delight and had a silly smile around the tentacle in her mouth by the time I close the lid of my torso, fully immersing her in warm, viscous liquids and caring tentacles.
…
…I've just opened up my torso up and placed my teenager sister-in-law in it.
No- enough, just… don't question it… get out of here first, then freak out, I can deal with all of this later.
I lumbered forward toward the door, trying not to scratch my horns in the ceiling.
… And I noticed the screen in the corner… and what it was displaying.
-0-0-0-
My biology clearly doesn't have to obey the laws of physics.
I have a tallish teenager inside my torso, but it doesn't look even a bit swelled, I could feel her inside, yet her presence doesn't hinder my movement in any way, even when it should.
My exposed tentacles also have a similar thing going, they can spread as far as I can see, and their tips can freely shapeshift. All things I'd be gushing over if I was in the mood for it.
"Is this it?" I asked the bloody demon I had on the grip of my currently hand-shape tentacle.
"Y-Yeah," He coughed, "That's the… special Vip area… W-Will you let me go now?"
I crushed the thing's head to a paste and let its body fall to the floor as I lumbered across the too-small corridors to the large metal door.
It was locket, so I tear it out of its metal hinges with a loud snap, throwing over my shoulder as I step inside.
The few men around me let out terrified gasps, some fell on their asses, but most didn't even notice my presence.
The room was larger, very large; it looked like an airplane hanger or a football stage. It had some decorations, but they seem unnecessary, on the high ceiling, right at the corner, there was a giant screen on the ceiling displaying an empty room with bloodstained walls.
And all over the room, there were men, hundreds of them, all naked and sometimes wearing masks, there were a few by the table attacking the food and drinks, a few talking enthusiastically in friendly huddles, but the vast majority were concentrated toward the center.
"H-Hiii, M-Monster!" One of the few near the door gasped.
"W-Why there is one of them here!?" Another shouted.
"Is this a joke!?"
I paid them no attention; I couldn't. I couldn't take my eyes from the commotion in the center.
A mass of sweaty bodies, shifting in a frenetic carnal conglomeration, surrounding something I could barely make out.
"Silence your fools! Don't you know where we are!? These creatures will not hurt us." A sweaty, obese me approached me, his layers of fat jiggled as he walked.
They were in a circle, most that weren't participating stood at the edge and masturbate to the sight.
"Oboro-sama must send him as part of the show. Look at the grotesque thing between his legs! Oh yeah, the bitch will squeal alright."
The sounds, the sounds were the worst thing, wet, gurgling noises, loud hiccupped panting, laughing obscenities, the slaps of flesh against flesh.
"B-B-But, something that large, wouldn't make her loose?"
"Loose!? Hah! That bitch stays tight like a virgin no matter what it goes inside; we tried it ourselves, didn't we?" The fat man slowly clapped his hands. "Alright, let's get this show on the row. HEY! PASS THE MESSAGE, LET THE BIG GUY HAVE A TRY. IT WILL BE FUNNY!"
There was a minute of communication between them, and they open up, allowing me to have a good look at who they were surrounding.
The world turned red.
-0-0-0-
"Hnng!…Ohg! …Hunngh!… ah-AH! ..."
Where am I?
It feels good.
"Too… AH… HAH…Large!"
My dick feels incredible. Something wet, tight, and needy was latched over it and was adding a wonderful pressure that moves up and down.
"AHHH!...My insides… B-BreakingGUUhhH!..."
Suddenly I notice the body I was holding. My hands were griping its side tightly; my enormous thumbs were playing with the beautiful bouncing breasts. The abdomen was round and swollen, housing a lot of my essence; it wiggled in the shape of my length as it struggled to fit me in the cramped insides. I bounced her up and down, enjoying the wavering of her constant moans and her transcendental expression of pain and ecstasy.
"C-Cumming! AGH! I'm Cumming! ANGHHHH!"
Hehehe, Asagi's voice went funny; I love when that happens. She hates it, of course, but hearing her voice become so overwhelmed with pleasure that it start to sounds arousally silly is always a thrill, it makes me feel like a man, a man that knows how to take care of his woman-
What.
"Asagi-Ugh," I moaned as the quivering pussy descends to my base, enveloping my entire, horse-size length into a mind-boggling massage. I wobbled forward a bit and had to use my arm to keep my balance.
This had set me up. I could feel my balls almost retreating into myself as they squeeze gallows of cum through my long tube and into the already full and swollen womb that my dick had long since invaded. Her poor, abused cervix fought against the new tidal wave, but it already had a handful with the enormous girth keeping it open, and the involuntary movements caused by a potent female orgasm. So it failed to keep the jizz inside, and some of it was expelled outward, increasing the pressure on the tight vaginal walls and drenching my ball and legs on its way out. Asagi arched her back, from her mouth, a silent, stuttering wail as her nerves went overdrive.
"Crap!" My knee met the ground while I tried not to move her, but the involuntary bunking of her hips was doing wonders to milk me for more cum. "Asagi Mmm… A-Asagi, can you hear me?"
Her whole body was drenched in a jelly, black-collared substance, completely erasing the white from before. Her expression was painting of pure ecstasy, her tongue lolling out, green eyes rolling, muscles twitting with every little jolt of pleasure from the aftershock of the quaking orgasm. What was left of her skintight uniform clung painfully to her flesh, her abdomen was downright hypnotic; big and round like she was in the middle of a late-term pregnancy. A sickening part of me thought she never looked more beautiful.
I have established my dominance over the lesser males; she is mine.
"I… We… We have to get out of here…" I decided, seeing she wasn't going to respond anytime soon.
I started to flex my inner muscles, pausing just a moment to consider what I was doing, and wonder if she will fit inside me with Sakura there. But I even felt silly for even thinking about that; of course, it has space, I'm bigger on the inside.
Essences are fucking weird- I froze.
… Danger.
DANGER!
Every cell of my body was telling me to run, the giant beast inside that I've been struggling with placed its tail between its legs and retreated to the darkest pit of my conscience. I fought my own body to keep it in place and not crash against the walls and curl into a tiny ball. What the fuck is this!? What the fuck is happening!?
Steps echoed behind me.
I jumped forward, twisting in the air to face who or what was coming. I was momentarily stunned by what I landed on, though: blood and meat.
The entire room was drenched in blood and gore; it created a thin layer of filth beneath my feet.
Asagi was gasping another orgasm caused by the rush of movements when I saw him.
He stood by the door, right at the edge of the blood, his dark suit made his powerfully build body blend with the shadows behind him, with the blue tie standing out among the dark. He was handsome, with a strong jaw and masculine features; his mouth was curling in a mocking superior grim, while his eyes seem to naturally look down upon the world.
"Sawaki Kyousuke, isn't it?" He said casually, his voice booming with confidence.
"Who are you?" I growled, my eyes darting around, escape I must escape, dangerdangerDANGER!
"I've been watching your exploits." He chuckled, stepping forward and popping the Fat man's head as he walked, uncaring for the filth in his fine leather shoes. "I must say, I did not foresee this development. Very interesting."
"Ah… Ah…" I tried to control my breaths to make nerves settle down at least a little. "Who are you!?" I asked again, this time with a low growl on the back of my tone.
The man chuckled loudly; it was the kind of chuckle only made by someone in absolute control. "I am Edwin Black, the owner of this humble establishment."
He said the name, and the raw memories of Sawaki Kyousuke reacted to it. From the classroom of his unorthodox school to the meeting board of the Igawa's conglomerate, he has been hearing this name, the latest in a series of many across the years.
The founder and president of NOMAD, one of the sources, if not the source of corruption in this world, who also happens to by the worst monster in the Taimanin record, responsible for many of the corps' worst defeat.
Fucking- HELL! Why the fuck did I come face to face with literally the last boss of this world here!? God fucking dammit! I barely had time to process what the fuck's been happening around me, and now I have to deal with him!
"Young man, you sparked my interest." He says, getting even closer, looming over like death.
Fuck fuck fuck fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckkkkkk!
"K-Kyousuke…Kun…" A broken, exhausted whisper cut right through the storm of my thoughts. My eyes widened as I felt the abused woman in my arm shift.
"… S… S-Sword… Ah… Get me… a sword…" She whispers through her exhausted panting.
E-Eh?
Even like this, she…
This woman…
… Christ… Kyousuke was right; she really is amazing.
"I have a proposition for you, Sawaki Kyousuke." Edwin fucking Black said, coming to a stop a few meters away from us.
I shifted my body forward, supporting Asagi's back with a single oversized hand while the other arm pushed forward in my best gorilla display, it showed my bulging tentacle-based muscles, and it had the additional advantage of hiding most of Asagi's body.
"… Let's hear it." I said in an un-human breath. Black raised an eyebrow this, probably wondering how I went from a frightened puppy to a very alert and attentive dire wolf.
What? After witnessing my woman being put through literally the worst kind of trauma a woman can be put through, and realizing that she not only didn't break, but she is more than willing to raise a sword against literally Satan, I had to step up my game.
My blood, my semen, my saliva, and every other liquid in my body has been replaced by this mysteries black substance product of one of my Essences, and maybe because of that, I seem to have some measure of control over it. And it just so happens that Asagi was drenched in it.
The black-colored semen that was clinging to her right arm, her side, area under her right breast and a bit over the inflated belly began to ooze upward, sliding across her skin and dripping from her fingers in a very viscous matter.
Black's eyes trailed over every inch of my form like he was admiring an artpiece. "Join me, Sawaki Kyousuke, become a member of NOMAD."
What?
I shifted uncomfortably.
"What the hell are you on about?" I growled.
"Surely, you must be confused, scared, or perhaps intrigued by your new existence, Nomad can help you Mister Sawaki with can give you means and resources to achieve your full potential!" He raised his arms dramatically, and I got to admit, he got a voice for drama. "Or at least, make sense of things, it must be quite traumatic, a transformation like that."
"That's rich." The viscous liquid now dripping from Asagi's fingers in a single uniform line, it's alien composition bounding together in unbreakable, mystic-base chemical connections. She closes her fingers over it, finding it remarkably solid. "Coming from one of the fuckers who cause this!" I gesture at myself.
"Yes, that is most unfortunate." He said not a bit apologetic, "However, I suggest you think carefully about your answer. After all, where would you go, Mister Sawaki? Back to the Igawa's? To the foolish corp that only delay the inevitable? Who would accept you now?"
"Ah." What a cliché, villainous thing to say, if this world didn't feel so real, I would say it came right out of a Bad Hentai. But he is right, I'm a monster now, not one from this world but a monster nevertheless, even if my human form happens gives out a completely human aura, I would still know what I could turn into. In some ways, I'm a ticking time bomb.
But.
"Here is my answer," I said, relaxing the hold over Asagi.
… Three things happened seemly at the same instant:
Asagi disappeared. Literally disappeared. One second she was in my hands, her insides tightly wrapping my cock in a painfully tight grip, and on another, she was blur and air, leaving only a lingering pleasure behind.
Edwin Black's eyes flashed in a deep disappointment before they widened in surprise.
And a voice resonated across the room.
"Ninja Arts: Sword Battle Petal"
There was an overwhelming flash of light, and the world flickered for a second like it was missing a frame or several. An ear-piercingly shrill sound and a wet boom of blood and body-parts followed.
The metal floor has been slashed to pieces across a length of almost a hundred meters, creating deep, uneven ravines to where the blood was now pouring into. Asagi landed on my side with a soft sound that I'd never have heard if I was human, she stood in a perfect stance with her new guardless black blade pointing forward, her eyes were large by the destruction caused by her own attack, they flicked to the sword for a second before focusing ahead again.
Edwin Black was at the other side of the destruction, now far away from us. The upper half of his suit has been completely obliterated, showing his sturdy build to the world… a sturdy build that was now spotting multiple cuts along its form.
"A pity-" He began saying, but was interrupted by me.
I have no idea how I managed to cross the entire distance with a single step, nor did I care. I was too busy twisting my hips to add momentum to my swinging fist. My arm let out an ominous purple glow as I felt the energy traveling along its length.
Edwin Black put up a guard, his skin rapidly darkening into a pitch-black color similar to mine. My fist met his arms with a loud, meaty boom, and the purple followed.
Everything in front of me exploded with a storm of solid purple. For a moment, I could hear nothing but the loud, booming sound of metal twisting and snapping and several floors giving up under the destructive wave of the unknown purple energy.
The input ended, leaving me with my colossal arm raised toward a dark crater I created. I immediately snapped back, finally letting my instincts take over.
They're still urging me to run, which doesn't bode well.
"Asagi!"
"Ky- N-No, d-d-don't LooOkkkkkk~~~!"
What!?
Asagi has… fallen to the metal floor, her ass right in the air as it bucked against the wind. From her gaping pussy, gallows of black-colored semen was pouring out.
Looks like the pressure inside her finally found an escape valve now that my oversized penis wasn't clogging the only way out. And by the looks of it, the sensation of this messy exit felt so amazing that provoked multiple orgasms on it's way out, shattering every semblance of composure she had gathered.
Crap!
"Where you will go, Sawaki Kyousuke?"
Ignoring the sudden voice, I snatched Asagi with my hands and pulled her to my chest. She lets out a wail of delight as she presses against my black skin.
"Back to your apartment to try to put all this behind and live a normal life?"
Don't think, don't look back, don't stop, just go!
My back arched, neck snapped up, head raised high. The lines over my body shone purple as the energy rose upward; a star converged inside my throat and erupted as a localized supernova in my following roar.
The world shook, but the voice was unaffected.
"Back to the clutches of your parents, to become part of their machinations in exchange for their protection?"
The pillar of purple light fizzled out, leaving behind a path of destruction that rose through dozens of reinforced metal floors. Scorched, half-melted pieces of wreckage began to fall around me as I stumbled back, enduring a wave of exhaustion. With a couple of deep breaths, I forced my head back up hoping to all the gods to-
The silvery light of the Moon invigorated me like nothing ever would again.
"Back to the Taimanin corp and their ineffective, outdated ways, to beg them to take back something they had thrown away?"
My tentacles stretched fair as they rooked on the metal structure by the sides and latched me into a speedy rise. Some surviving Flying demons placed themselves on my way.
I popped open my torso and inserted a still climaxing Asagi into the loving hold of my inner tentacles so I could focus on them.
"It matters not."
I burst towards the skies in a through a curtain of gore and blood, and almost cried with the vision of Tokyo's airline. The sounds of every emergency vehicles hummed across the city as the civilians tried to deal with the freaking Purple pillar of energy that had pierced the sky and created a hole the size of a sports stadium not even ten minutes ago.
Even then, I could hear the fucking voice, like it was speaking at the base of my ears.
"Wherever you go, Sawaki Kyousuke, no matter how far. I will find you."
Clamping down my fears, I shot a tentacle to the nearest skyscraper and finally started to make my way of that god-forsaken place.
Edwin Black's roaring laughter followed close behind.
This takes place in the end of episode 2 of the OVA, I think that's the end of the first game. Anyway it's pretty early in the timeline.
Essences used:
Essence of the Blank
By taking this essence, you gain but one benefit:
Your potential becomes limitless. You can learn any discipline or skillset, even if you shouldn't be capable of it, without forgetting it and practice them into mastery, no matter how many you learn. Any abilities you have from other Essences will increase where possible and develop in ways beyond their initial purposes.
Essence of the Echidna
Essence of Corruptive Goo
By drinking this, you've gained the ability to emit a corruptive goo.
Essence of Evolution
Drinking this imbues you with the power of the ever evolving ultimate life form.
Essence of the Dominator
Essence of the Involate Self
Drinking this essence confers you the blessing of inviolability of the body, mind, and soul:
