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I really don't have valid excuse why this late. I mean, I am in hole that I want to get out of, so I shouldn't that type of shit get me down from working a solution. Unfortunately, I did. And this last week went to even deeper shit because of, and the little time I had before, I simply laid on my bed, staring the celling, checking a few alerts and stories. I planned to post this Monday of last week, but well, today has been the only day I have been able to sit down and write. Maybe I shouldn't be writing this down, but hopefully it will help.
Still, even with stuff drowning me, I have made some more worldbuilding stuff behind the scenes, which led me to retouch chapter 2 and 3, but the differences are minor, so its stuff that is…not really repeated but more like reemphasized, hence why I have part of chapter 4 already down, so either tomorrow or on Thor's Day I should have it out, 1 third exposition, 1 third character interaction, and 1 third real rape revenge.
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As I passed the Gates of the Academy into its Front Yard, I strained and twisted my neck, trying to look everywhere at once like I was prey that knew he was under the scope of predator. I was not the only one, since all men were game to women here. It was not a coincidence that all male students of this Elite Ability Academy arrived around the same time. The simple fact was that the men decided to copy the strategy that existed everywhere for 'big' game, moving in herds since there was 'safety' in numbers. Even if they all knew most of that 'safety' came about from the unspoken rule of running in Zombie Horrors and like. With that in mind, human pragmatism showed itself, because the periphery was the only place the more well know marks where allowed to stay, serving their function for the collective.
It was where Seiya's friends, Nakajin, Isao, and Tatsuya, and I found ourselves.
Usually, it would only be one person or so pushed into the target zone until they could relocate themselves, since real friendships were rare, for small groups of men were just a bigger target for bullying, but Seiya's group was different.
They had the 'honor' of being the Student Council President's, Kishiro Ren, chosen targets.
Good and bad things came from this.
On the one hand, having friends that stuck through the fire that rained down on Seiya, incidentally making their brotherhood stronger, helped what little sanity Seiya had after being betrayed by Sekiya Masumi, which was around the same time Seiya was getting his power and a little after his father 'died'. Along with the added bonus that the Academy was an escalator institution, the group had stayed together since the Junior High section of the school, providing some sort of safe harbor for Seiya to rest and have something positive in his life.
On the order hand, that the group stayed together was a very deliberate and calculative move on Ren's part.
Since not only the short end of the stick fell on Seiya's shoulders, but when Ren and her lackeys could 'sneak in' even worse treatment for all four, it would make Seiya humiliate and prostrate himself all the more to prevent that, which was what Ren wanted. While this was another reason Nakajin, Isao, and Tatsuya stayed and supported Seiya, it was a tool that Ren managed careful to torment her little brother, as well as ensuring that she could say that she 'followed' her mother's command on not doing too much irreparable damage to Seiya.
Of course, Seiya himself didn't connect Ren treatment of his friends to making sure he wasn't 'fully' broken, since everyone else in the school, especially high-ranking Espers, were encouraged to bully Seiya and his friends. It only in hindsight and having an outsider's perspective that Ren's calculative malice towards Seiya becomes obvious, since she really meant it that he would be paying back to her for the rest of his life, and he couldn't do that if died or fully broke.
I suppressed another shivered that tried to overcome me as I neared 2-D Classroom, one the three Male Classes of the entire Highschool Section of the Academy.
This one I didn't know if it was from fear or rage.
Sitting down, and going into auto-pilot, I kept reviewing what I learned of the power structures of the world.
While Seiya's misfortunes were far from the norm, the targeted campaign towards him and his friends was becoming the norm more and more on how Male Espers were being treated by Female Espers.
The origins of this was that to Female Espers, Male Espers were simultaneously strong and weak. The 'Pinnacle' Effect of Psychic Energy had different effects on Women. Though Men could become the equivalent of Captain America, low Superhuman in other words because a regular man could only do one or two things at the level of Captain America, Women didn't get such a package. While a properly trained Female Esper was comparable to a similar train woman in all areas, just like Male Espers and men, that was the problem. It was only comparable to a fully trained woman, not a Male Esper.
In exchange, Female Espers were 'beautified' by the 'Pinnacle' Effect more than anything else, making it so that just trained Female Espers kept their figures rather than losing it to becoming a block of muscles. A lot of powers 'regular' Female Espers had figures that a mundane woman would need an intensive and expensive regiment to match, and even they paled in comparison to the figures of [Silver] and [Gold] Grade Espers. Even better, because they naturally had better and more Psychic Energy, it was confirmed those natural figures Female Espers had needed little on their part to be maintain. From rocking hips and waists, to great to massive bahonkas and lovely to mountainous knockers, Female Espers were rarely unpleasant or even average to look at, and only occurred in the weakest Grade. Even this Espers would feel the 'Beatify' Effect if they trained.
Not that many of them did, because even a [Bronze] Grade Esper could live from 200 to 300 years, and always showing as half that age, would hit menopause at in a comparable age, even that they could have kids in their early 100´s, with the higher Grades being able to have children even when they look in their 60's, showing what Psychic Energy was interested in when in came to the Human Population.
Keep Making More.
Thus, unless a Female Espers had a power that was geared into Physical Prowess, a lot of them did in the [Silver] and [Bronze] Grades, they could be overpowered by a Male Esper in the right situation. And there lay in the rub, the right situation. After all, from Advance [Bronze] Grade upward, it became increasingly difficult for a group of 'regular' Male Espers, much less a single one, to completely over power Female Esper to prevent her from escaping without a lof of factors going their way. By the [Silver] Grade, a trained Female Esper could face a squad of similar trained Male Espers by the virtue of her Power. And if the Power combat viable, it would need to be a Platoon to match that Female Esper. And there were way more Female Espers than Male ones. Currently, around 19,000 Female Espers were of the Basic [Bronze] Grade, with the rest belonging to ever higher grades in smaller numbers, capping with there being only a 100 of [Gold] Grade. In comparison, Male Espers numbers struggled to stay around 9,000, and even Seiya's 'Partial Analysis' was better than most of them had.
In other words, Male Espers barely broke being above 10% of the Esper Population, while almost a seventh of the remainder could reliably kick their asses unless they prepared for years and the stars align in their favor, with ever bleaker odds even with such circumstances with each step in the Grade Scale.
So fundamentally, Male Espers were fucked at every possible level. Even if they could be more physically imposing than Female Espers, their numbers didn't support such investment to take the reins. And that hardly mattered when they were susceptible to gunshots as any other mortal, unlike Advanced [Silver] Grade Female Espers and onwards that at least had some rudimentary way of blocking to surviving a few such wounds.
It was no wonder that Female Espers scorned their Male for being weak, but dangerous to their aims of World Domination if not carefully monitored and put in their 'place'.
This time I did quake in rage as I tried to concentrate on the class. Because anyone that tried to make me a pawn would regret it.
*Fucking Around*
Lunch was close by, and I had to make decision.
It was not an easy one. But it was necessary.
The bell rang, announcing it was Lunch Period, and the toll of me being indecisive.
I collected myself as went through the motions of class dismissal, but then I focused on Seiya's friends.
Tadano Nakajin was the hot headed of the group. The scar on his nose proving that he had had to learn the hard way to keep his mouth shut, even then, he failed to do that from time to time. The bandages that covered his knuckles a testament how he vented his frustration. His Power was the ability to make a single ball of light, controlling its intensity from barely there to blinding if looked at directly. Hell, he could even launch it, though it only had a ten or so meter range. And that was it. A single ball of light that could be countered a sufficient enough pair of sunglasses.
Numenishi Isao was the horndog of the group, and that was saying something. His other notable characteristic was that he was round. His body was round, his face was round, even his limbs looked like cylinders. I suspected that he was masochist as well, or just that much of simp, because he was the least bothered by the harassment campaign. And was always to 'admire' women even after that. Seiya himself couldn't do that. To him, women were lumped together into one category, The Enemy. And nothing else mattered. His power was mucus generation. And not something like that turned his hands into a mucus gun, but more like his body simple produced more 'mucus' than others could.
In a traditional bout of irony, Ooushi Tatsuya was the calmest of the group, even if he was the biggest one. A real gentle giant. With giant muscles as well, since he was Seiya's Gym buddy was well. Besides that, the big buy was interested in small girls, though Seiya always ribbed him by telling him all girls were small to Tatsuya. His power was the ability to make small plants bloom, which only killed the plant faster since it simply shorted the time the plant needed to fully bloom. Tatsuya didn't like all that much, since it couldn't even be used for gardening or agriculture.
All three were great friends, or they have become great friends with Seiya in a world that definitely tried to crush their spirit. They also have been the ones keeping Seiya somewhat sane. They were basically brothers with Seiya.
And would end that.
"Hey Seiya! Weren't you going to go to the store as soon as the bell ran?", Nakajin asked as he extended his fist forward.
I responded to both gestures, "Unfortunately, things have changed.", grimacing as I said that.
"What do you mean? What changed? Is it your Sisters?", Tatsuya asked nervously. He was the only one that had seen the scars on my Seiya's back. Rarely did Seiya let anyone see them, and only because they teamed up in the gym, did Isao know about them.
"No, it's something else. Something you are better off not knowing about.", I answered solemnly.
All three grew alarmed at that, "Are you sure? Is there nothing we can do?", Isao said with a helpless look on his face.
Seiya after all had done all he could to take the brunt of the bullying, and would never leave him to face something worse alone.
I shook my head in a negative response, staying silent.
The faces of my Seiya's friends grew more despondent. After all, Seiya had tried to drive them away a long time ago, but they refused to stray. It made no sense for me to do so again, since that wouldn't change their situations anymore. 'Unless…unless', that was probably along the lines of what they were thinking.
Nakajin masked heart with anger, "Fine!", he snorted enraged. He dragged both of Isao and Tatsuya away, doubtlessly somewhere to avoid girls, already knowing he wouldn't shut his mouth today, and probably thinking the other two were in that same boat with him.
I watched them go through the door of the classroom, knowing we wouldn't have another friendly conversation again. Feeling like rain was coming through the window for some reason.
Afterall, even if I followed Seiya's footsteps and took over the Academy, it didn't change the fact that powers given by something like what stuffed me into Kishiro Seiya were meant to be used.
Either by me, or that Thing. The Window didn't care which.
And Ships lived by their Keels. If it failed in anyway, the Ship would die, drowning its Sailors in the worst case.
I Don't My Friends To Drown.
*To Find Out*
I concentrated on my first Target, having taken the necessary equipment from my basement's cabinets this morning.
This needed to be quick, being nearly a plan that I came up at the spot when I realized where I was.
Ijou Kana was a curious case.
Espers power had a sort of strange but straightforward interaction between each other. The three Grade existed for a variety of reasons, but mainly because three main reasons.
The First reason was how powerful an ability was, which was the original reason of its creation. The Second reason was the maximum amount of Psychic Energy an Esper could produce, since an untrained Esper would only produce the average amount for their gender, the stick showing its preference the Third reason was only obvious in hindsight, and was the best example of the odd but frank interactions between powers. For this Third reason was the quality of Psychic Energy an Esper produce, a category that only came about when Psychic energy was able to be measured and quantified back in the late 2010's. It also explained why some Espers could resist other Espers powers.
For example, Ren [Gold] Grade Psychic Energy allowed her power the ability to completely deny any [Silver] or lower Grade power at no extra cost, like the Vice President's Tobikoshi Ikue 'Matter Transportation'. Even if Tobikoshi Ikue was a [Gold] Grade, it would only mean that Ren would need to spend more energy to stop 'Matter Transportation' from breaching her shield, which she could do all day even with her current reserves, which were half way to the maximum. And if by some miracle, her impenetrable shield was down, Ren's Grade would make her resistant to [Silver] and lower graded powers, putting a resistance even when there should be none.
Hence why when the quality of Psychic Energy was discovered, and its correlation to an Espers Strengths, it called from a complete overhaul of the Grade Scales, and the creation of a new category, Borderline.
Originally, the Grade Scale went from Basic, to Advanced, and finally Peak, depending on the apparent potency of the Esper's power. An example would be comparison between a Power that increased Leg strength and another that let you move incredibly fast in a certain Range. One was more comprehensive than the other.
But this didn't address the issue that some powers in of a lower Grade Esper that were very useful with niche applications could affect Espers that were of a higher grade, going against their placing in the Grade Scale. The discovery of Espers Psychic having different qualities solved this, because even if the power should belong to a lower Grade, the Esper's Psychic Energy ensure that it could punch above apparent class, hence why the Borderline Category was born.
The best examples of this were Kishiro Chiyu and Ayana, and some of the staff in the Kishiro Family employ, mostly in the 'support' element of the staff. Being in the Borderline [Gold] Grade meant that while your power didn't display the Overwhelming Power of the [Gold] Grade, it could still affect them. This was one the reason why Kishiro Chiyu was able to rise to her current status, since her prominent power of 'Regeneration' was basically able to affect everyone, with her paying special attention to [Gold] Grade Espers for all forms of support. There was one in particular that served Chiyu because of this, and incidentally it was the Maid that assassinated Seiya's Father, her power being the perfect counter to him.
I repressed the Ball of Hatred in mind that wanted to erupt at the thought of that bitch, focusing on following Ijou Kana.
By the first metric, Ijou Kana Power should land her in the [Bronze] Grade, even if would be the Peak Category. Afterall, what her power of 'Status Manipulation' did was control the signals sent by the Nervous System of the person' skin she was touching. Certainly, it was a power to be feared, because she could make you suffer like no one else if she touched you, to the point of breaking your mind, like a one of the Unforgivable of Harry Potter. But there many ways you could counter it, such as wearing a pair of gloves or the like, making something that could be easily countered. By the second metric, she belonged to the [Silver] Grade, since she could produce a lot of Psychic Energy even at her young age, putting here at most in the Basic Category.
But it was the third metric that elevated Ijou Kana to the Borderline of the [Gold] Grade. Because even [Gold] Grade rankers could be affected by her. Thus, anyone that fell into her grasp was powerless to stop her. It was this reason why Ren 'encouraged' Mizusawa Nami to extend her hand in friendship to Ijou Kana, and why a lot of companies and governments scouted and recruited her even in her first year of Highschool for 'extracting' information out of prisoners.
She was a dangerous weapon to keep track off.
All this attention is perhaps why her 'interests' developed in the direction they did. After all, everyone was courting her for her power, giving her a great deal of leeway and control over her situation.
As she came walked into an isolated Park, I checked my equipment again, put some long latex gloves on, and followed her into the shadows of the Park.
*Fucking Around*
Ijou Kana wasn't deliberately paying attention to her surroundings. Her uniform marked her as an Esper, and only the stupid and desperate would try to do something to her.
Not that it mattered, since that would be playing into her hands.
That's why my assault from behind came as completely surprise to her.
I moved in quickly, covering her month with a gloved hand, while the other grab her wrists, pulling them behind her back and put them in an Esper Grade handcuff. It over surprisingly quickly, enabling me to grab her pigtails on to further my dominion over her.
Time to see if I was right.
I removed the hand over mouth, moving it to grab an Overnight Face Mask, that I swiftly put on her.
During the few seconds this took, all she did was pant heavily while I made keep facing forward. That was the only test of her bonds she made, trying to see if I would let her move her head. And with Overnight Face Mask, all she did was pant harder.
When it looked that she was going to scream by taking a deep breath, I stuff her mouth with a ball gag. For that, Kana started to wiggle and moan harder, giving a token resistance to my manhandling of her.
With one hand now holding the chain of her cuffs, and the other holding her pigtails, I directed her towards the only building in the park. The thing had the regular pair of restrooms, but I directed another side of the building with just one door, one that lead to office/kitchen area. It here for when the caretakers of the park came to do maintenance for the park.
I could have gone for the classic restroom scene, but a deep soul shudder emanated from my being from simply thinking of fucking public restroom.
I got the 'sneaking' suspicion that such a notion didn't originate from Seiya. Just a Feeling.
As I predicted, the door was unlocked, and shoved Ijou Kana in, making her hit the floor with a muffled whine. Or maybe a rapturous moan. You never know with masochist, what they did and didn't like. And it's like I established a safe word with Kana.
After all, this brain haired scheme came to me because I didn't want my first time to be Rape. That, I didn't know yet where Seiya stashed the sleeping pills he planned to use on Ayana.
With her face planted on the floor and her dancing ass in the air, it couldn't be clearer that Ijou Kana was really into having her consent being taken away from her.
'She really was hiding a Darkness in her.'
With that out the way, I took out a blanket, because concrete frictions burns were a bitch to deal with.
'I can at least pretend that I am going to fuck my kinky girlfriend rather than another run of the mill Esper Bitch.'
Taking one of Kana's wrists, I quickly flipped her over and unto the blanket. From the way she jiggled into it, and the confused sounds she made, she appreciated the gesture but was probably wondering why she wasn't stuffed yet.
She didn't have to wonder that much longer, because I already took off my pants and gloves, and much like Seiya did, unceremoniously planted myself between her legs. At that, Kana really started showing just much she had been waiting for something like this, rubbing her panty clad pussy on my cock.
I didn't delay any loner, slip her panties to the side and shoved my fat cock right in, going balls deep into Kana. Something that she was rather happy about, given rather loud moan she made. It came to my mind that this was only possible because Ijou Kana was a partially trained Esper, demonstrating the effect of Psychic Energy had on the body. Really, with how wet she was, any discomfort was on her end for it being her first time, and probably a bonus to her.
I got that notion because she was impatiently squirming, since I wasn't moving. And it was not out of concern for her, but because Seiya himself was a virgin, and by all accounts, a rather quick shot himself.
Given how much pain he had been dealt with, that wasn't strange.
But in a moment that Kana was halfway up my dick, I grabbed her hips and push right in, much to her delight. She made further happy noises as crushed her with weight, crossing my arms behind her back to grab an opposing shoulder for each hand. It wasn't a comfortable position for her, but going by how she locked her legs on my hips, and her hands grabbing my elbows, that wasn't a problem.
I tried to last longer, her legs not giving me the change to for deep thrusts, but I started to urgently saw my shaft into her gripping hole. My body was weak to this novel kind pleasure, and I was in verge of cumming.
I think Kana knew that I was close, or she was close as well, because her legs gripped me all the tighter.
Still, I gave a couple of short stabs before going as deep as possible to deposit the load of balls into her womb. Kana showed her appreciating of me letting loose inside her by cumming as well, her cunt squeezing my cock so that nothing was left outside her womb and pussy.
I felt a light engulfing me, and I knew that Seiya's power was activating, with me having torn a hymen and busted a nut inside said certainly deflowered girl.
But…I felt something was wrong one moment before it happened.
Because right as the Power settled in the place where Psychic Energy dwelled.
All I could feel was PAIN. Soul deep PAIN.
Well, one more laid down, even if it has been another mostly Tell Chapter, and I am kind of annoyed that I have to this to satisfy the Wordy Bastard side of me. It sometimes grinds me not knowing shit about a setting. For example, Harry Potter. Why 'was' casting a Patronus at 13 really special, before it got diluted in Book 5 and onwards. Was it because of power requirements? Or something else? Do Wizards use some sort of energy, or are they all willing shit with their Minds? That's probably one the main reasons why were tons and tons of Harry Potter at the start, because of such a noodle like soft magic system. Now it comes from sheer inertia all the counted that has been created over two decades.
But that's me going on beside the point. The point that I like giving shit I write some sort of structure, thus why most of what I have written before this is Worldbuilding.
This is going to be one of the things I need to change. From me giving people wall text to the characters showing you the world they inhabit.
As for the Smut, the first two parts of the chapter didn't give much trouble, though I did need to go over them again and again to make sure stuff made sense with the worldbuilding. The smut? That did give a lot of trouble. I was going from how descriptive I needed to be, to how exaggerated I need to be, to just how I am going to write this shit? Then I stumble into the truth. The first few times we are shown Seiya having sex? He's a veritable quick shoot. Given that he just started out, that was give, so there laid my salvation for my first piece of smut, be quick about it.
Still, tell me what you think about it. What can be improved upon. What needs to be trimmed down. Stuff like that.
With that out of the way, as I said before, I have created a Patr e On, just look for IAVL. Honestly, I had it set up a year ago, I simply never publish anything. For the moment all content I write will be free, so it's mainly for people to support me at the moment. I should be able to change that after this fic, posting the sequels there first, and moving them into the public space.
Since I really really need the money, I am open to start taking commissions. The rate for the moment is 10 U.S. ($) Dollars Per 1 Thousand Words. If you are interested, you can contact me via my Questionable Questing Profile, IAVL. There's also my Fanfiction Profile, Linares91, my Archive of Our Own Profile, IAVL, and my Hentai-Foundry Profile, Nacho2991. In all of them, you can drop a message, and we'll go from there.
Should I include my Discord as well?
Finally, I have a 'Go Fund Me', which is for donations and the like. Probably going to close it and start a new one that is about supporting a novice writer than what it says now.
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Thanks for reading this far, and may you have a bless day.