Chapter Two: Changes

Elsword felt his mind at ease. After weeks, and weeks of nonstop pulsating flesh, high pitched, ear splitting screaming, and being forced to eat the food with the same feel, smell, taste, and appearance as the very structure of the world he saw he finally felt at peace. There was only one reason, and one alone. It was not his friends, who paid him frequent visits every day. God, how he hated Ara's grating voice. No, it was not them but the only normal human being in his eyes.

"Hey, you're spacing out again." Aisha whined. Yet again, it was late at night. Every night Aisha came to visit Elsword, sneaking into his room when the nurses had passed by. They would just talk, about anything or nothing at all. It was clear she was quite the prankster, as even after meeting Elsword she'd still pay 'visits' to the other mental patients just to make them scream.

"Sorry." Elsword apologized.

"Anyway, you said you had something to tell me?" Aisha prodded for information.

"Yes. I was told that soon I'd be released from the hospital."

"Aww, you leaving?" Aisha was saddened, Elsword was her only friend.

"So, I wanted to ask if you'd…..like to come and live with me." Aisha blinked. Elsword waited for his answer patiently, but she said nothing, "Aisha?"

"I….need to think about it." She said, and suddenly got up and left the room.

…..

It was time for Elsword to go home. He cast a solemn look at the pus ridden mound of flesh meant to be the hospital. Aisha never came back to visit him, maybe he was too hopeful. He was in dismay, he had no reason to live now. He might as well go home and see what he could recognize, already knowing that number would be small. He walked along the city street, trying to keep a wide birth of the monsters he knew were the citizens. With painful bravado he managed to make it to the train, and prayed it was the right one home. He couldn't read the signs, and whenever a monster spoke he could hear nothing. He had to pay close attention to the way they sounded to make a decent guess.

He stood on the moving train as it sped along its path. They passed a public park, and Elsword felt sick as even the trees, and birds, and even the water did not look the same. The trees came across a sick Christmas tree made of flesh and guts. The flesh monsters fed the pus filled birds bits of meat that looked like brain, and the water in the pool was a hideous white and yellow blend. The very color made him feel like he had an infection. He couldn't bear to look out the window anymore, and turned and placed his back against the glass. And yet inside the train was even worse. From what he could tell from the agonizing shrieks there was a little baby on the train who was not enjoying it. To make matters worse its mother didn't even try to calm it, just ignoring it entirely. Elsword couldn't take it anymore, rushing out of the train as it came to a stop in the station. Thankfully, as Elsword left the station he saw a somewhat familiar landmark. In the distance he saw his college, or at least something resembling its shape, so he knew where he was now. Home wasn't far off. With a slight smile on his face he suppressed the unending pain in his mind. He was going home, and his family wasn't and never would.

At long last, after embarking on a hopeful vacation that led to madness, Elsword stood in front of his home. He knew the street like the back of his hand even if he did no longer remember the buildings. This house was his indeed. Hesitating he finally gathered the strength to walk past the front gate, locking it behind him, and to the front door. He unlocked it and walked inside. As expected it looked as if he had just walked inside a monster's throat as the hall was twisted and conformed of flesh. He didn't want to take a look around at the moment, it was hard enough to just see the house like this. He carefully walked up the stairs, and down the hall to his room. He noticed the door was ajar.

"Strange…..I swear I closed my bedroom do-." Elsword was cut off as he opened the door, and saw a shape crouching on the floor. Her white silk dress was sprawled out on the floor as the flesh convulsed around her.

"You said…I could stay…Right?" Aisha murmured, her knees tucked in. Elsword blinked, a wave of love and peace flew over him. He walked over to her, and kneeled down and placed his hand on her shoulder. Aisha looked up at him.

"Yes…..Please, stay with me."

…..

Days turned to weeks, weeks to months, and months to years. Elsword and Aisha stayed together, relishing the other's company. With Aisha there, the two began to figure out ways for Elsword to cope with his illness. With continued exposure, Elsword could walk through the streets and go about his life as normally as he could. His friends did their best to work with him, knowing he was unstable and in a way Elsword was happy for that. But he still wished they would stop and leave him alone. There was only one person he needed in his life. He sighed as he finally made it home, today he had to walk out on his friends at lunch; the screaming was too much for him today.

"Aisha, I'm home." Elsword called as he closed the front door behind him, letting Aisha know it was safe to come out. The front hallway was still that disgusting look it always wore like the rest of the world. But that mattered little as that loved little shape came into view.

"Welcome home Elsword. I'm almost done with dinner."

"Ah, thank you Aisha." Elsword said graciously and walked with her into the living room. Over the years Aisha and Elsword brainstormed constantly to find ways to cope with his sight. One thing they found that worked was to paint the walls and furniture and everything else in comforting colors. Aisha felt like it would be better to let the curtains be but at that voicing Elsword tore off the curtains and closed the storm shutters, blocking off all view of the inside and outside world.

"I hope it's better today, I was up all day watching cooking shows on TV." Aisha said shyly.

"I'm sure it'll be fine." Elsword said. Regardless he would eat it because he needed to in order to survive. Aisha skipped back into the kitchen as Elsword sat down on the couch. Aisha always did so much for him, and he hardly did much in return. After a short wait Aisha walked back into the living room with a plate in her hands. The 'food' on the plate looked the same as the rest of the world. The smell was repulsive, but Elsword knew in reality it was probably very good.

"It's still no good is it….." Aisha pouted, slouching her stance as she sat next to Elsword.

"It's not your fault Aisha. It's mine."

"But-!"

"It's not important." Elsword said, picking up the fork and knife and bringing himself to force down the meal. Aisha sat by him the entire time and that's what made it all bearable. He soon finished, and felt slightly sick, and he chose to ask something, "Hey Aisha?"

"Hmmm?"

"How come we've never eaten together?" Elsword asked. They've been together for a few years and not once have they both eaten at the same time.

"Oh, uh….." Aisha didn't know how to respond, "I'm just not hungry that much and when I am you're not here."

"I see." Elsword sighed, "Well, how about we get to bed?"

"Okay~." Aisha said with that bright smile of hers.

…..

Aisha…..why are you so kind to me?

"E-Elsword….." Aisha moaned sweetly as she moved her petite hips up and down. Her tight vagina clenched and shivered around Elsword's shaft. For one who looked so young Aisha surprised him each time with her sexual prowess.

"Aisha, that feels good….." Elsword breathed, his eyes focused on those small but cute breasts of hers. Aisha's mouth hung open as she continued to ride him with vigor; it reminded Elsword how her endurance could put a grown man to shame. However, despite how pleasurable it was there was one thing that always bugged Elsword.

"P-Please, cum inside me again….." Aisha moaned as she laid her hands on his chest and pumped his dick relentlessly with her wet pussy.

"A-Aish-Ah….." Elsword was cut short as Aisha plunged his cock deep inside her and grinded their hips together.

"Come on, cum for me….." Aisha pleaded, her soft and pleasure-ridden voice making it feel like he'd climax any second. Every time they made love Aisha insisted, nay forced Elsword to cum inside of her. Elsword couldn't fathom why but it didn't matter right now as he was just about spent.

"A-Aisha!" Elsword moaned and was followed by Aisha as she forced him deep inside her as he climaxed. His warm cum made her belly feel warm and fuzzy as she sighed in content. As his flow ended Aisha leaned down and rested on Elsword's chest. They were quiet for a few minutes before Elsword spoke up, "Hey, Aisha?"

"Yeah?" Aisha glanced up at him like a cute puppy.

"Why do you always want me to cum inside you? Aren't you worried you'll get pregnant?" Aisha seemed offended.

"You don't want me to have your children?"

"I-It's not that…." Elsword brought himself to admit, "It's just that you're so young. Pregnancy is such a burden already."

"If it's your babies….." Aisha placed her head on his chest and listened to his heart, "I don't mind….." Elsword couldn't muster a response to that. He placed his hand on her head and patted it.

"Aisha, thank you."