Chapter 7: Call Me Mr. 5
I woke up to someone banging on my Inn door. I yawned and sat up from my bed and thankfully, my arm was no longer violently shaking. However, it still ached like hell, my energy reserves felt really low, and every now and then my arm twitched.
"Ah, shit. What time is it?" I asked out loud.
"Oh, Corey!~~"
I heard Thyra call out to me.
"It's sunset, do you know what that means, sweetie? I also came across a surprise! I've got someone I want you to meet!"
Goddamn it.
The duel…
Shit, my strength and energy hasn't fully returned yet and I was in no mood to spar right now…
I really did put too much power into that one blow. It's kind of funny that I just unintentionally created a Cursed Sword skill that's greater than any sword skill that Luka has. Yep, I know knew what the main characters names are and more about their lives.
Thanks to resting for a good while, more memories about the hentai game were coming to me. I now know about Luka and Alice and their whole plan for coexistence.
"Is he hot?" I heard a childish little girl voice, telling me that the crazy ass warrior lady wasn't alone behind my door.
"He's quite interesting, but you aren't going to fuck him in till I go first. I met him first, I get first dibs."
"Fine, ya muscular skank. Don't you dare break him."
Who the hell was this person she wanted me to meet? She sounded really young and childish like a sassy sixteen-year old.
I decided to remain quiet and hoped that they would go away. I was too fucking exhausted to deal with the crazy ass bodybuilding Amazonian warrior.
The knocks got louder.
"Corey, I know you're in there. The folks at the Inn said that you went to your room and the Inn Keeper even gave me a key to check up on you as they noticed that you were not lookin' to good when you came in. Let me in, or I'll let myself in."
Shit.
So, the villagers were watching the strange behavior with my arm. I threw off my clothes in till I was only in my underwear and got back under the blanket; I was going to try the good ol' pretend to sleep act.
"Corey, are you okay?" Thyra asked with concern in her voice.
I heard the door unlocking and then opening to my room. I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep as I heard the heavy footsteps of Thyra, but I didn't hear the footsteps of the second person.
"Oh, he's a cutie, Thyra." I heard a childish voice say.
Thyra didn't reply back, but I felt her leaning over me and a soft and warm hand ran down my cheek. The hand was then placed on my forehead.
"No fever." Thyra commented.
"He better wake up so we can have his dick hard and-"
"Shush, Caera. Not now." I heard her hush the little girl that was named Caera.
I felt Thyra grab my twitching arm and gave it experimental pokes and she started massaging it; it was still aching so I tried hard not to make any sounds, but I couldn't help it when she poked my forearm hard and my eyes shot opened and I exclaimed in pain.
Thyra suddenly dropped my arm and stepped back in shock.
"Oh, m-my a-apologies, Corey. I didn't want to wake you, but I had to check your arm." Thyra apologized for "waking" me up.
"It's okay." I replied while faking a yawn.
"But what are you doing in my room and…" I looked at the little girl next to her.
"Is that little girl your little sister?" I asked curiously.
"Little girl? Silly, Corey-boy, I'm twenty-six years old. I'm a grown woman." Caera said with sass while pouting at me.
Caera would have looked like a thirteen-year old girl due to her small ass height and that "little girl" face, but the only things that were telling me that she wasn't young were those curves that were really emphasized by her tight green shirt and that pair of ridiculously sized tits that were bigger than even Thyra.
Jesus Christ.
It's like someone took the boobs of a fat grown woman and stuck it on a slim and short teenage girl's body.
She's like those anime little girls that have small and slim bodies but have big ass tits; the anime girl I can think of that's similar to Caera's physique is Mami from Puella Magi Madoka Magica. But damn, her big ass tits is making Mami look flat-chested…
"Hello, Corey-boy. The names Caera, a pleasure to meet you." She introduced herself.
It's kind of odd that a woman that looks way younger than me is calling me a damn boy; I'm a grown ass man.
Not only was her milk jugs big, but she was also really goddamn tiny. She stood at least 3'5 and I had to look down like I was staring at the floor to look her in the eye. It's no wonder why everyone mistakes her for being a snot-nosed kid because of her small stature, youthful face, and childish way of speaking.
In till they notice the blown-up balloons on her chest and tight curves…
Her big tits and small height aside, she seemed to be dressed like some kind of fantasy rogue or bandit and wore less armor than Thyra. I'm willing to bet that she's all about agility, quickness, and dispatching an enemy as fast as possible.
The fact that she had a cloak that can hide her face and most of her body, daggers and throwing knives, and I could not hear her footsteps when she entered the room is a dead giveaway that she is an assassin/rogue-type fighter.
Hell, if she didn't say anything behind the door and entered the room when Thyra came in, I would have assumed that Thyra was alone.
It's actually quite scary that she is that silent…
"I wonder if she's special like Thyra." I thought.
I activated my Second Sight and took a look at her.
Lo and behold, she too had monster energy inside her human soul just like Thyra.
I guess that's why they became fast friends; they're both monster-blooded human women that have above average physical power.
The monster blood must have stunted the growth of her height and gave her boobs that are too big for her small body; the same for Thyra who is so muscular she can compete in a weightlifting championship and she told me her hard muscles just started appearing with barely any lifting and training.
It's kind of grotesque if you really think about it. The monster blood is mutating these women's body and mind. Yes, they aren't monsters and are still human, but its effecting their genetic make-up and their behavior.
The fact that they are almost as horny as the rape-y monster girls despite being human women really says a lot…
I don't recall any human women characters in the game forcing themselves on Luka or behaving just as lustful as the monsters…
"It's great to meet you too, Caera." I shook her hand. I noticed that she too was wearing lipstick and had her nails painted like Thyra.
Where the fuck are these girls getting lipstick and nail polish in a medieval village?
"What happened to your arm, Corey?" Thyra asked with concern.
"I hurt it when I was out sword swinging. I just need it to rest for a bit, okay? No duel." I said to her.
Thyra sighed.
"Very well, it will be dishonorable for me to duel you when you are hurt and in no condition to fight. And I got all excited for nothing…" The warrior woman huffed.
Caera sat on the foot of the bed.
"How did you guys meet?" I asked them.
"Merc quest." Caera replied.
"We were tasked with hunting down a spider that was preying on human travelers. At first, we didn't get along, but after the quest, we formed such a powerful bond that we are like sisters." Thyra explained.
"Is it because you're both monster blooded?" I asked.
Both the women suddenly narrowed their eyes at me.
"How did you know I have cursed blood flowing through my veins, Corey?" Thyra asked suspiciously.
"Big sis didn't say anything to you about her monster blood, so how do you know that, Corey-boy?"
The tiny bitch crawled up to my face and looked me dead in the eye.
Shit, shit.
I should have kept quiet about this.
It's also fucking bothering me how they can act so friendly and flirty in one second, but are ready to rip your fucking head off the next second…
These women are dangerous and unhinged, and I don't rub shoulders with crazy women, but unfortunately, I need them to help me take out the Village Chief.
"I found out when we talked the other day. It seems that humans that have above average power always tend to have special heritage about them. You are not the first person I met that was stronger than your average man, Thyra. Come to think of it, have you and Caera ever struggled in battles against normal human warriors?" I asked.
The two women paused to ponder their thoughts.
"Actually…" Thyra began.
"In a one on one fight, I smash through men with ease. I remember facing down multiple Ilias worshipping Heroes-about five-and I obliterated them without even needing to use my skill."
Caera giggled.
"Come on, big sis, we all know that they can't fight for shit, except for one annoying Hero I fought back then."
"The only brutal fight I ever had with against another human was a man named Lancelot. He was a mercenary and I think he has monster blood; the fact that he was boasting that he had the blood of dragons in his veins was very telling. That was the best fight and sex I ever had with a man…" Thyra smiled with a blush on her face.
"It almost made me want to have his babies…" She said dreamily like a schoolgirl talking about a crush she has on a boy.
"And the Ilias Hero named Parker I faced off against in Ilias Continent probably had monster blood as well. Cute boy hit hard and fast; I was able to tell he was special because he was the only one that was able to go toe-to-toe against me while other Heroes easily got beat up by me, the fact that he reduced the Earthworm girl population all by himself, and was swinging around an oversized halberd that requires two hands to use with just one hand!"
Thyra whistled.
"Swinging around a polearm with such strength and speed as if it's just a puny stick? Impressive." The warrior woman commented.
"Since Parker-boy was an Ilias nut, he most likely didn't believe his strength came from his monster blood and thinks it's the blessing of Ilias and all that shit." Caera said to us.
The two women began telling me their exploits with random men while I just ignored it.
I really didn't like the special bloodline shit that characters in stories used to justify their chosen one status, or their ability to get strong quickly. Same with prophecies with the whole "only this person can kill the god-like demon lord" shit.
Which further proves that average humans are just fodder in the world of MGQ. Hell, Luka has a special bloodline, Alice has a special bloodline, even Tamamo has a special bloodline as her mother is literally the Dark Goddess.
This also reveals to me what their views on Ilias is…
Apparently, they hate monsters, but they don't worship Ilias and think she's a cunt. This leaves me to believe that they have developed a disdain for the monsters from their own live experiences; they aren't like the humans who are brainwashed by Ilias's anti-monster propaganda.
No, Ilias isn't a factor.
These women were hurt by monsters in their past at some point and take their fury out on killing monsters. I'm kind of surprised that MGQ doesn't have any human women characters that disdain the monsters from stealing their men.
If the gender roles were reversed where its male monsters kidnapping human women and impregnating them?
You get Goblin Slayer or Re: Monster…
Hell, Duke Nukem is a game that's all about a badass chain-smoking buff man kicking the shit out of a race of all-male aliens that have came to Earth to kidnap women and kill men.
Thyra is basically a female Duke Nukem when you think about it.
Both like getting drunk, both are boisterous and bold as fuck, both are muscular and fit, both enjoy a lot of sex, both love slaughtering a non-human race that is infamous for kidnapping and raping humans (Duke with the male aliens and Thyra with raping monster girls), both have great affection towards their weapons, and both love explosions.
Thyra told me while she does enjoy killing monsters with a weapon or her fists, she gets extra excited when she uses dynamite to dispatch a wounded and weakened monster.
With Caera?
It's kind of hard to peg her.
A slutty spunky teenage girl with large tits that likes shanking shit, maybe?
"So, the girls don't like Ilias, huh?" I asked them. Both shook their heads.
"Ilias never rubbed off on me. I am in indifferent to the angels…" Thyra said.
"My parents didn't believe in the goddess, so I had no need to worship. Besides, I'm pretty sure she has no love for humans that have cursed blood." Caera said to me.
Alright, time for an uncomfortable question.
"Do you know what monster in your family gave you the monster blood?" I asked with discomfort.
Thyra looked away and balled her fists.
"I-I don't know…"
Caera was making uncomfortable chuckles.
"Haha, I really don't know about my blood. I probably had a kitsune, fairy, or an elf as a grandmother maybe? With big sis, I think it would be a minotauress or a dragon given her strong muscles and great strength." Caera said.
"I am guessing dragon, because when I use my skill, my skin seems to somewhat harden, making me quite resistant to physical attacks. It was most likely why I survived the elf warrior that sliced my throat months ago; that attack would have been fatal for any other normal human warrior…" Thyra commented.
Caera looked at her in surprise.
"Your skin hardens when you use your skill? That's actually new, big sis. It looks like I'm not the only one that's been growing stronger."
"Yes, ever since I've been training with it more, that new feature has been added." Thyra said with a hint of discomfort.
"Shouldn't she be happy that she's getting stronger? She seems almost ashamed…" I thought mentally.
"Well look at you, you get rock skin while I get some ninpo powers from a few ninja foxes I killed." Caera said with a grin.
"You're a ninja?" I asked in surprise.
"Check this out!"
She did goddamn Naruto hand signs and before my eyes, two clones of her appeared next to her.
"Hi Corey-boy!" The clones said in perfect unison.
And just like that, the clones disappeared.
"Can the clones attack or are they just illusions?"
"Depends on how much power I put in 'em. With little power, they are illusions that can disappear from a single hit and can't hurt a butterfly. But if I put a lot of power into it? My lovely clones can take a few hits before disappearing and are capable of harming the enemy. It takes a lot out of me though and I can only have a maximum of three." Caera explained.
"Amazing…" I said in awe.
Thyra was quiet and didn't react to Caera's clone trick; she still looked upset about the monster family thing.
I think it was time to end the conversation here. I need my rest.
"Alright, girls. That's enough talking, I need to rest my arm, okay?" I said to Thyra and Caera.
Thyra nodded.
"Okay, rest well, Corey." She said, patting my shoulder.
"See ya, Corey-boy!"
The two women left my room and shut the door.
I laid back in my bed and fell fast asleep.
[3 Days Later]
After a good amount of time recovering, I spent a couple of days training myself in the outskirts of the village. I bought a new claymore and this time I was ready.
I also took some lessons from Thyra, so I'm really confident that I can finally get this down.
"Okay, time to use Cleave again, but only put just a small bit of power into it…" I said out loud.
I focused energy into the sword, picturing a flaming sword in my mind. I felt the energy surge through my arm and into the blade and I grunted to fight back against the urge to release more energy than usual.
I don't want a repeat of last time, so instead of letting the energy carry me, I forced some of it out piece by piece.
"Come on…" I whispered.
"Focus…"
I looked at the sword as the blade started to become more and more warm in till it started to turn yellowish like it was being heated by a blowtorch. The sound of burning wood and crackling electricity began to sound when yellow static shocks started to run up and down the blade.
"Not too much…"
I began to sweat as I focused intently to not let the power overwhelm my senses.
"And…"
I swung the sword with the intent of cutting a thick tree that was in front of me.
"Now!"
The sword struck the tree and it sliced through it like a knife through butter; a few seconds later, the tree caught fire and unleashed a deafening explosion mixed with fire and lightning that reduced the tree ash. My sword swing also unleashed a sort of "energy slash" as another tree that was standing at least 30 yards away from me also caught fire and exploded.
Oddest thing was that I was standing right next to the tree that exploded, but I did not get hurt. It was like the pressure and heat moved away from me with the intent of not harming me.
"Wow…" I said in amazement. My sword was covered in a golden flame-like aura and looked more controlled rather than wild.
I swung my sword, aiming the sword upwards and I noticed a crescent-shaped energy slash traveled through the air; it went so damn high that it actually made a bunch of clouds in the sky vanish almost instantly.
A loud thunderclap filled the sky after the clouds disappeared.
"Oh my god…" I said in disbelief.
"I-I actually did it…"
"So this is what it's like to have superpowers…"
I gazed down at my sword and ran my hand through it; the fire and crackling lightning did not harm my hand.
"It's fucking awesome!" I yelled out in excitement. My flaming sword can inflict wounds on the enemy that explodes; that's hella OP when you think about it. I don't even need to do lethal stabs or cuts, a small cut and then the enemy explodes like bomb that has a combination of fire and electricity going off inside them.
I've already picked out to name this awesome ability and this silvery claymore sword that had a black leather handle.
"I'll call this ability-no-this sword skill, [Blasting Slash] and I'll call you…"
I held the sword high over my head.
"[Mr. 5]!"
Named after the black dude with dreadlocks from One Piece that can turn any part of his body into an explosion; it still makes me laugh at the scene of him digging in his nose to pull out a booger and flick it at Zoro.
I made the energy in the sword disappear and sheathed it back; I had the sword on my back to give myself that "fantasy swordsman" look.
"Now, it says that Cleave can be used for the fists as well. So let's try that…" I said, looking at my phone. I placed my phone back into my pocket and started the process again.
I balled up my fist and charged it with power; the same golden aura surrounded it and I ran over and punched the tree. The tree immediately got blown to pieces like it was just struck by an exploding grenade.
"Fuck yeah!" I yelled with pride.
"I'll call this skill [Bomb Punch]!"
"Now I wonder…"
I put additional energy into my hand and created a phantom limb that I used to punch and explode a tree from over 20 yards away from me. I can even have this phantom limb sprout from anywhere on my body that I can use to catch an enemy off guard; I'm being pinned to the ground or someone has me in a choke hold? I can simply have the limb punch their ass off me.
"I'll name this skill, [Ghost Hand]."
I ran over to my baby to turn on some music to dance to my success. After a few days of feeling weak, fainting from using too much power, and getting my ass handed to me by Thyra and Caera from our lessons, I finally felt powerful.
However, I wanted to remove my leather jacket because it was getting hot, so I took it off and threw it in the trunk. I was about to close the trunk, but I noticed something off about the bullets.
I got closer in the trunk and noticed I was missing a single bullet. I did not touch it and counted it the other day and did not take any out, so how the hell am I missing a bullet?
Unless…
I cranked up the power of my Second Sight and looked all around my baby; I sensed faint traces of monster energy inside my baby.
A monster was in my baby, but how did-
"Oh, shit." My eyes widened in shock. I was so eager to get to my room when I was dead exhausted the other day that I just realized I didn't lock my baby up.
I felt anger surge through my veins after finding out someone broke into my baby and took my stuff.
I fucking bet it was Village Chief or the Soothsayer.
"Alright you bitches, play time is over; I've got my own skills and I'm ready to fight. No one fucks with Corey Winchester's car." I asked with clenched teeth as I hopped into my baby and drove back to town.
I know how to use Cleave now, so no more ducking and dodging the succubi; it was time to get Phase One rolling.
Phase One is to break into the Village Chief's house and find incriminating evidence.
The war is on.