Chapter 001: Welcome to the Realm of Elementalists and Spirits

It's really hard to maintain a clean conscience when you're surrounded and encouraged by genocidal aliens that wanted to only eat and fight. Especially when your entire race has been enslaved by Frieza, an especially genocidal alien that commits war crimes to pass time.

To clarify, I used to be a regular teenager who unfortunately passed away early in life via back alley robber with stab-happy tendencies.

Then I got reincarnated into Tarble, with the Gamer System. One would think that continuing on would easily solve all of Tarble's initial issues as a 'saiyan warrior', but in practice?

To those who would know what I was referring to, I was the saiyan version of kid Vinsmoke Sanji. Apparently, you can't live one life filled with relatively peaceful tendencies and then easily flip into Viltrum-approved attitude.

Yeah...

At least with my scenario keeping in line with the canon Broly movie, most saiyans were loyal to me by default.

(Well, mostly to my power. I was actually almost as strong as Vegeta, even as we were kids. I just didn't have the same bloodlust that almost everybody else did.

God- Sorry, Yamoshi bless you, Gine.

...hmm? Now that I think about it, that was probably why canon Tarble was stated to be 'exiled' rather than killed. Vegeta III wasn't going kill off a saiyan - let alone his own progeny - that could potentially match Frieza after all. Especially since not only Frieza was smart enough to kill off threats early, but Vegeta III had also wished for Broly to not be so abnormally powerful.

If only Father wasn't so envious and classist...)

But while my subordinates were excellent caricatures of the Germa 66 servants, Father and Vegeta were... unfortunately similar in nature to the Vinsmoke family, the latter taking plenty of inspiration from Niji of all people.

Bully brutality? Check. Blatant parental neglect(if it wasn't related to our combat capabilities)? Check.

I'd even gotten slammed into a wall hard enough to break it, just like Sanji had, except Vegeta decided to go all the way of kicking me through the entire structure until my bleeding and broken body was clearly outside of the building.

I don't care if the following zenkai boost shot me up two whole levels. I couldn't wait for Vegeta's inevitable comeuppance.

I think the worst part was the fact that there was no Reiju or Sora counterpart, with Mother having died off in battle a little while after I left the birthing capsule.

So here I was, second prince of all saiyans, considering how I'd been born into a very undesirable position in life. No clue on that, or on even who I'd have to thank for the Gamer System.

Luckily, I was currently in the middle of doing the appropriate response to everything I'd suffered so far: Abandon Planet Vegeta!

I mean, one of these days, Vegeta was really going to kill me either deliberately... or by accident. Luckily, I knew for sure he literally didn't give a care for me if I was out of sight. Plus, Frieza was gonna blow up the planet someday, and it would be in our childhood.

And as I had no concrete timetable for that catastrophe, most of my actions for the past few years had been to find the safest moment to escape.

And now was the time. For some reason, all of the saiyans had gone into high alert today. It wasn't Frieza, as I'd checked, but for some other reason.

Enough so that Father had dismissed training for the day and all but told my brother and I to stay out of trouble. This was a chance I was unwilling to ignore.

"Did you hear?" A maid muttered as she and another maid passed him by. "The guest His Majesty is receiving was the one to cause that city-wide quake two hours ago."

All the more reason to leave.

I hurried on my way towards the hangar while looking as casual as I could manage. Perhaps I should've paid more attention to my surroundings, because I soon rushed around a corner and bumped into somebody.

"Urgh!" I groaned as I clutched my forehead after getting knocked back quite easily. "I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going."

"Well, I suppose that saiyans as young as you don't quite grow into your standard arrogance." I froze when I heard a terrifyingly familiar voice, now realizing why Father had been so unsettled and who I'd just bumped into. The purple Anubis-expy smirked at the sight of my fear, his angel attendant at his side. "You would do well to keep that politeness well into your old age. You never know when it can save a life, especially your own."

"L-L-Lord Beerus?!" I recoiled and fell down to a knee, keeping my head down and my nape exposed while my tail fell limp behind me, wondering how the hell I was going to get out of this one alive. "I was unaware of your presence, sir- I mean, milord."

"Naturally." Beerus hummed. "I'd be surprised if you could sense our approach. But you seem to be quite in a hurry. What's the rush, young prince?"

I hesitated before answering. "I was about to steal a ship and abandon planet Vegeta."

Of all possible things to do, I didn't want to lie to Beerus and suffer the consequences later.

"Oh?" Whis's eyes widened. "And why would you do that?"

"I'm not a good fit here. I lack the standard saiyan bloodlust, father and my brother do not consider me family, and Frieza's gonna destroy us someday." My words came tumbling out. When that last bit escaped my lips, I quickly hastened to 'clarify'. "I mean, he already does so much cruelty solely for his entertainment, especially to us. It's really not that unlikely he'll exterminate us one day for the sport of it."

"Well, he does have a point." Whis admitted. "That is very like Frieza."

"And you do not care for your saiyan comrades?" Beerus asked with a tone that was somewhat approaching civility.

"I used to care." I replied. "Then I finally got tired of being kicked through walls and trees and boulders almost daily by my brother."

"...very well, then. Carry on." Beerus shrugged and walked forward, Whis following after him. I waited until they'd gone around the corner before getting up and rushing away. Thankfully, the hangar was in the opposite direction.

Finally, I reached the hangar and purposely strode towards one of the many round spaceships, looking as if I was supposed to be there. Getting inside, I paused when an immediate problem occurred when I looked over the controls.

I had no idea how to fly this thing.

"What do you think you're doing, your highness?"

The voice was sharp, cutting through my thoughts like a ki blade. I flinched before slowly turning around to regard the person that had entered through the spaceship's open door without my awareness. "Hey... Chini."

Chini, the sole female saiyan in his and Vegeta's age group, stared back at me with a raised brow, looking quite unimpressed. Even as a saiyan, she had the customary childish softness shared with my brother and I. But that was where her 'softness' ended, especially if her black-eyed glare at me meant anything.

"I will not repeat myself, your highness." Even as her tone left no room for argument, Chini kept herself at a respectful distance. Of course, she did. Even as mocked as I'd been by the others for being 'soft', only Vegeta IV was the stronger saiyan of our generation above me.

All saiyans respected power, no matter their issues with the person wielding it.

Calming myself at that realization, I turned around to face her fully. "Isn't it obvious? I'm leaving. Sooner or later, I'm going to die, Chini. Either 'by accident' due to my brother's idea of sparring or deliberately by Father's own hand."

"So you plan to running away? Like a coward?" Chini's eyes narrowed in derision. "You insult the blood in your veins."

"Perhaps. But I'm not stopping. This is the only chance I've got, while Father's busy with Lord Beerus." I clenched my fist, an aura slowly surging to life around me. "If you have nothing useful to contribute, make your leave, Chini."

Staying quiet, Chini avoided my gaze and instead walked deeper inside the spaceship to reach for a compartment, pulling it open to retrieve a book and hand it over. "Here, your highness. The manual."

Ah! I snatched the book in relief, skimming through its contents. Meanwhile, Chini made her way towards the controls and tapped a few buttons that started the spaceship up.

"The moment you leave the planet's atmosphere, you'll jump into hyperspace. I've set you up for the Aurelion Cluster, but that's as far as I can-" Chini choked when I suddenly hugged her from behind, wrapping my arms around her tightly and rubbing my cheek against hers as she stiffened up.

"Thank you so much! I love you!" I cheered before releasing her, missing Chini's utterly bewildered expression as she staggered her way out of the spaceship with a red flush slowly filling her face.

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+500EXP!

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Level Up: 25 → 26

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+40SP!

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Tarble

-:Status:-

Level: 26

EXP: 240/26,999

NRG: 2,600/2,600

Class: ?

STR: 290(C)

VIT: 300(B)

AGI: 260(C)

SNS: 200(C)

SP: 40

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-:Alpha Skills(Flight, Multi-Purpose Tail, Ki Blasts):-

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Huh? Weird. I never got EXP for anything else other than winning fights. How had I won against Chini by hugging her? Plus, that EXP was much lower than it should've been- Wait, I couldn't let myself get distracted. "Now I can leave- Wait, Chini!"

Chini stiffened at her name before turning back to regard me as I rushed to the door. "Y-Yes, your highness?"

"One day, Frieza's gonna send out a message to all saiyans to return here for some emergency." I stated quickly. "If you ever get an order like that, do not let yourself be on the planet. Understood?"

Chini blinked before apparently realizing that I was very serious, lowering her head in a bow. "Of course. I will heed your warning."

"Good. Bye-bye!" And with that, I shut the spaceship's , a query for another time. Strapping in as the spaceship lifted off, I settled myself just as I let it fling forward into hyperspace the moment I got clear of the planet.

Smiling in relief, I leaned back and soon let myself doze off.

Perhaps if I hadn't done that, I could've spared myself from the horrible crash a few hours later.

Tonraq... stared.

Senna... stared.

"...so are we keeping him?" Korra eagerly asked, the ten-year-old eagerly asked while poking the unconscious boy's cheek.

"He's a lot different from Naga, Korra." Senna spoke up, her gaze travelling across the boy's strange attire and his loose simian-like tail. "A lot more different."

"At the very least, I'd like to ask him about his origins." Tonraq added. "The... craft he arrived in as well is just as important. I suppose it's convenient that he arrived just as the blizzard started."

Tonraq finished his sentence just as a particularly loud howl whistled in from outside. "It was also really fortunate that I was the only one to see him arrive. Right now, his 'craft' is being buried under several tons of snow, so it might not be easily accessible anymore."

"Did the door close itself?"

All of them blinked at the unfamiliar voice before the boy in question sat up, his tail curling around his waist while he rubbed his eyes. "Did my spaceship's door at least close itself after I left it?"

"Ah, yes, I believe it did." Tonraq answered honestly, which caused the boy to sigh in relief. "So, may I ask who you are?"

"...an exiled warrior." The boy answered as he studied their home before suddenly stilling when he looked at Korra, then spun to look at Tonraq and his wife. "...shit. Holy shit! Am I actually...?! This is unbelievable..."

"Is something wrong?" Senna asked.

"No, it's just..." The boy took a shuddering breath. "I honestly didn't expect to land in this kind of world, much less one with this one here."

He finished with a thumb at Korra, who preened. "Oh, so you know me?"

"I know the colossal spiritual energy inside of you." The boy corrected. "Then again, worlds with spirits weren't exactly a foreign issue... And it still follows the ki power system, even if with it's own unique makeup..."

Tonraq's eyes widened in realization. "Are you... Are you saying you come from a different world, kid?"

"Yeah." The boy immediately confirmed with a nod before realizing something. "Right. Introductions."

The boy got off the bed and stood up fully, causing Tonraq to suddenly realize just how much muscle he had for a child at the same of his daughter. "My name is Tarble, second prince of all saiyans... at least I used to be."

"Korra, and I'm the Avatar!" Korra boasted.

"I am Tonraq, chief of the Southern Water Tribe and Korra's father." Tonraq gestured to himself and Senna. "And this is her mother and my wife, Senna."

"A pleasure to meet you." Senna greeted. "Now what did you mean about you no longer being who you claim to be?"

"I kinda... self-exiled myself." Tarble revealed sheepishly. "My people are... They're not the kind of people I felt I could be safe around for long. I didn't possess the same disposition they did, so I always felt unwelcome. Trust me, they'll be glad at a problem like me vanishing on its own."

"Then those aren't your people." Tonraq stated firmly, his tone sympathetic. It was for different reasons, but the boy was as he'd been in his youth. Unwelcome amongst his own people, but right from the start and to the point that Tarble had removed himself rather than waiting to be banished. "Did you have any destination in mind, assuming that you weren't followed?"

"I wasn't followed. And no, I just wanted to get far far away. Even to the opposite side of the universe, if I could manage." Tarble chuckled, even as both Tonraq and Senna exchanged glances at the unfamiliar word. "By the way, would you like to hire me? As a warrior, I mean? I may look young, but I'm pretty strong."

"H-Hire you?" Senna became aghast. "You can't possibly be older than 10!"

Tarble frowned. "I'm 11."

Korra stared at the boy who was slightly shorter than her. "Nuh-uh. You can't be older than me."

Tarble rebutted. "Yes, I am. What are you, 8?"

"I'm 10!"

"And I'm 11. Still older."

"Well, I'm the Avatar!" Korra declared. "You gotta deal with it!"

While the two children immediately devolved into an argument, Senna sent Tonraq a look. A look that conveyed what he was already considering himself. As the chief, Tonraq really couldn't overlook Tarble's bizarre origins and leave him somewhere without constant supervision. And as Korra's parent, he could easily see how quickly she'd become attached to Tarble.

As much as he could encourage other children to befriend her, her position as the Avatar still left a palpable gulf between her and possible companions. And here was Tarble, someone who literally identified her as the Avatar without caring for it's significance.

Additionally, an extra eye on Korra after her failed kidnapping attempt years ago would be much welcome.

"How about you stay with us?" Tonraq spoke up, causing the children to regard him. "Here, as Korra's new brother?"

"Really?!" Korra immediately perked up, convincing Tonraq of his decision.

"Yes, if Tarble doesn't mind, of course." Senna obliged. "If you would like-"

"I'd be honored." Tarble cut her off, a surprised but relieved expression on his young face. No doubt he hadn't expected such a fortunate thing for himself so quickly. "But... can I have a new name?"

"...a new name?" Korra blinked in confusion. "Why? What's wrong with yours?"

"It's a saiyan name." Tarble grimaced. "As long as I still have it, it feels impossible to leave that lifestyle behind..."

Tonraq hummed in thought. Well, the boy was restarting anew his life anew in a world far from his. Still, what kind of life had he lived that he would shed his own name aside? "...I suppose if that's what you want. Also, I just realized that we should probably let Father-in-Law know."

"I wonder what Granddad would suggest." Korra hummed as she crossed her small arms. "Probably something like-"

"-Hahn, pay attention!"

I startled in place at Granddad's call, looking just in time to see lay out her last firebending opponent, the poor man smoking as he collapsed. "What's wrong? Wasn't it obvious that she was gonna win?"

"Of course, she was!" Granddad scoffed. "What I'm upset about is that she didn't name any of her attacks! All great fighters call out their finishing moves!"

"Give it up, Grandad." I sighed as Korra cheered and ran up to us in the pavilion. "As much of a tomboy Korra is, she's never gonna completely step over the line."

"Don't say that like that's a bad thing." Grandaunt chided from Grandad's side. "Korra's already boyish enough."

"But I put so much effort into naming some for her." Grandad whined.

"Why all the doom and gloom, people? We should be celebrating." Korra cheered as she reached them, her helmet pulled off. "Three elements down, one to go!"

"You're getting ahead of yourself as usual, Korra." The Firebending Master sighed. "We haven't decided if you passed your Firebending test yet."

"Ever since you were a little girl, you've excelled at the physical side of Bending but completely ignored the spiritual side." The bearded Lotus member, who I'd never really bothered learning the name of, sternly added his own assessment. "The Avatar must master both."

"In Korra's defense, everyone's got their own unique way of tapping into their spiritual side." I spoke up. "And frankly, there is such a thing as too much meditation."

"And I haven't even been ignoring it." Korra added. "It just doesn't come as easy to me. But that's why I should start training with Tenzin immediately. He's Mister Spiritual."

"Well, she's not wrong on that." Grandad agreed with a hum.

The bearded Lotus member turned towards Grandaunt for support. "Do you believe she's ready, Master Katara?"

"Yes." Grandaunt bluntly replied. "If anyone can teach her what she needs to learn, it's Tenzin."

"Very well, Korra." The bearded Lotus member acquiesced. "It's time for you to begin your airbending training."

"Yes, finally!" Korra pumped her fist with a spin, only to freeze when she heard Grandad's snickers. I hadn't laughed myself, solely by courtesy of biting my lip. Clearing her throat, Korra dipped into a hasty bow. "I mean- Thank you all for believing in me... Hahn, let's go!"

"Coming." I easily stepped over the railing after her, heading towards Naga's pen. "So back to the town?"

"Nah, Naga's been restless lately. I wanna take her out for a run." Korra replied as they entered into the polar bear dog's pen, it's sole occupant perking up at their arrival and slobbering Korra's cheek. "Naga, guess who just kicked some firebender butt and reached firebending mastery!"

"Expertise." I corrected. "You can't even breathe fire yet."

"I'll get it. Eventually." Korra asserted. "But Tenzin comes first, especially when he arrives in a few days. Now let's go!"

Saddling her, she and I got onto Naga's back and urged her forward. A second later, she barked at the shadow that stretched out before her and darkened unnaturally, now familiar with it as she dived headlong into it. A second later, they all emerged several miles out of Lotus's compound. "Forward!"

"Forward!" Korra mimicked, urging Naga into a run across the frozen landscape while I often created shadow portals for her to leap through. "I still can't believe that there was an actual creature out here to teach you shadowbending!"

"Me neither!" I shouted back, even though Korra had a point. In this world, all original bending arts were acquired either through mimicry of the existing supernatural entities or innovation of the unknown.

If one were to ignore the living Deus ex Machina that were the Lion Turtles.

In my case, it was more of a Toph scenario. I had stumbled off and gotten lost a year ago, and had then encountered a strange entity in a cave. My first thought had been that it was a spirit. Then when I got a closer look after it had led me into an expansive underground cavern, it resembled Igris from Solo Leveling.

Then as if prove his legitimacy, he'd given me the Knightly Greeting he gave the second Shadow Monarch. Which of course meant putting down his sword and proceeding to absolutely demolish me.

Along the way, I'd gotten the {Chi Umbrakinesis} Skill, but he still often showed up in his own sneaky way to call me for another training session/beatdown, albeit with me slowly gaining on him.

Not that I was ungrateful for it. After so many years of holding back against fellow Southern Water Tribe warriors who die from a single full power punch from me, it felt great to fight somebody unquestionably superior to me without any stakes on the line. I might've been stronger than everybody else here, but I didn't wanna end up a weak saiyan.

One day, I'd make him use his damn sword.

"Are we there yet?! Are we there yet?! Are we there yet?! I know that this place is very familiar! Are we there yet?! Are we there yet?! Oh, please tell me we're-"

"Yes, Ikki." His voice strongly audible as the flying bison landed close by, Tenzin groaned with the tone that only an exhausted father could give off. "As I've been telling you for the last fifteen minutes, we are... finally here."

It was with that declaration that Jinora and Ikki airbended down the bison's tail while Tenzin staggered off with Meelo gnawing on his head. "Hello, Mother, I can't tell you how happy I am to see you. Please, help me."

"Over here, tiny girl." Hahn called out, causing Ikki to gasp as she latched onto him immediately while Grandaunt Katara pried Meelo of Tenzin's head. "So what new questions do you have for me now?"

"Big boy!" Ikki screamed from her spot on Hahn's shoulders. "How'd you really get spirit-possessed? Can you stuff heavier than you with your tail? Do you get monkey urges, like constantly climbing everything or throwing your-"

And Korra stopped listening at that point, giving Tenzin her full attention. He may have been her uncle by virtue of cousins with her mom, but he'd never felt comfortable to be addressed as 'Uncle Tenzin'. Right now, he'd just helped Pema down the bison, the woman almost ready to deliver her fourth child soon. "Korra?"

Korra approached at his call, grabbing him into a hug. "Tenzin!"

"It seems that five years can really go far in showing how well you and your brother can grow." Tenzin complimented. "You've grown into quite the Avatar yourself, haven't you?"

"Not yet. Still got one element left to go." Korra grinned eagerly. "I can't wait to start addressing you as Master Tenzin."

"Yes, well..." Tenzin muttered, causing Korra to stiffen in worry.

"You're gonna tell them sooner or later." Aunt Pema advised.

"You're not staying, are you?" Grandaunt guessed with a sad look on her face.

WHAT?!

No matter how she tried, Tenzin maintained his stance all the way to dinner. There was political problem at Republic City that needed his intervention as he was one of its leaders, and he couldn't even take her!

And even when that bearded Lotus member had protested about fulfilling her predecessor's will to keep her safe while she mastered the four elements, her brother had rightfully countered that as Korra had just finished her Firebending training, what she needed other than Airbending training was worldly experience that literally everybody at the table had except them and Tenzin's kids.

But Tenzin had then countered himself that the particular issue at Republic City was the kind that he wasn't confident in handling at the same time as teaching her, which in turn caused Korra to make an angry exit.

She stayed grumpy all the way to morning, even when Hahn kept trying to tease her as he ate her food. But once she was done sulking, Korra knew the right question to ask her reliable brother. "Hahn, how do we leave this place for Republic City?"

Hahn swallowed the fish in his mouth. "Saddle Naga up and find a blindspot to leave without my Shadowbending. I'll handle the transportation."

Landing softly upon the snow, I regarded Grandad's home before umbraporting inside and regarding the shelves where I knew the maps and documents with the trade routes would be-

"Looking for this?"

"Oh, shit!" I nearly shot off through the roof at Grandad's voice, keeping off the ground as the old patriarch kept laughing at me from below. "Grandad, seriously?!"

"Now, now. You're the one who snuck into my home, Hahn." Grandad chuckled. "So, you and Korra are finally leaving? Damn, I lost my bet with Katara that she'd try to leave with a BANG!"

"Really, Grandad?" I raised a brow.

"Please, you two together can easily take on everybody in that compound." Grandad rolled his eyes. "Add in Korra's rebellious spirit, I'm mostly sure that the sole reason she hasn't broken out yet is that you're her voice of reason."

Well, he wasn't wrong about that. There were many times I'd barely managed to stop Korra from taking rather reckless decisions.

Like that time she'd tried to take on a whole pack of wild polar bear dogs, with only me as her backup. She'd been lucky to only get a small scar over her thigh for that!

"Here you go." Grandad snapped him out of his thoughts, seeing the old man handing over a couple of papers. "Aang and Suki are gone, and our era's all but over. It's time for you to help Korra form a new Team Avatar."

"I'll miss you, Grandad Sokka." I drew the elderly man into a hug, which he firmly returned.

"Not really, considering what I'm about to pass on to you." Grandad pulled away and rummaged around until he found what he was looking for. Opening up a case, I gasped at it's contents. "Do you, Hahn, son of Senna and Tonraq, swear to uphold the ideals owned by this identity?"

I immediately fell to a knee and pressed my fist against my chest. "I swear."

"Do you swear to be larger-than-life whenever you don this identity?"

"I swear."

"Do you swear to transform even the most monotonous and boring moments into the most GRANDIOSE AND MANLIEST INSTANTS?!"

"I SWEAR!"

"Then, arise!" Grandad declared as he handed over the case with the Sacred Beard. "Arise, Wang Fire II!"

"...ah. I almost forgot. We need Republic City money."

After packing our stuff and giving our parents a goodbye, I had my arms around Korra's waist as we made our way towards the steamship Grandad had recommended us to take. From there, we'd be at sea for at least two days until they made their stop at Republic City.

"Look, we don't mind hosting you and your brother, Avatar Korra, but that animal's a different story." One of the ship's workers gestured at Naga. "No matter how well trained it is, it's still too big to allow beyond the cargo area."

"That's fine." I spoke up before she could complain, giving her a look made Korra back down with some grumbling. Even if she would be alone, it wasn't like Naga couldn't be alone for a short while. "We can still visit her whenever we wish, right?"

"Of course, sir." The captain of the steamship sighed in relief before gesturing at the worker beside him. "Please follow her. She'll direct you to the guest rooms. I apologize if they aren't up to your standards."

"No, please. We're the ones imposing on you here." Korra ascertained. "We just wanted to get to Republic City and meet my Airbending Master there."

"Ah, of course." The captain nodded in realization. Getting taken to our rooms, it wasn't long before Korra soon separated from me to explore the boat. However, I quickly got bored and began to just help around with various tasks that seemed to need an extra hand. Super strength rarely failed to be helpful, especially when already getting attention as the 'Avatar's brother'.

Additionally, there were other 'benefits' to be found, such as the waitress with him in one of the storerooms. A girl could only display her cleavage at me so many times before I got the hint, now currently in the middle of fucking her throat.

"Keep this up and I won't last very long." I hissed through grit teeth as I enjoyed my first ever blowjob in this life, my grip on her head barely loose enough to allow her freedom of movement.

Ochako(who wonderfully resembled her namesake) bobbed her head up and down the length of my cock at a maddening pace, unrelenting as I resisted the urge to take full control. However, my stamina worked in my favor as I took quite a while to break, which soon allowed me to begin kneeding her butt as she kept at her task.

Finally, I stifled a groan as I let myself go while Ochako sucked harder, smirking as she sat up to wipe her lips clean.

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+10,000EXP!

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Level Up: 30 → 31

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+40SP!

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Tarble

-:Status:-

Level: 31

EXP: 4,230/31,999

NRG: 3,100/3,100

Class: ?

STR: 290(C)

VIT: 300(B)

AGI: 260(C)

SNS: 200(C)

SP: 200

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-:Alpha Skills(Flight, Multi-Purpose Tail, Ki Blasts, Chi Umbrakinesis):-

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It had taken me a while to figure out, but apparently my System gained EXP not just from battles, but also from physical acts of intimacy. I'd still gotten nothing resembling a Quest, but this had widened my view a bit, even if I really hadn't been able to go beyond friendly hugs with anybody back home.

Still, should I do something about my SP that keeps racking up?

"So, how did I do?" Ochako asked, her voice sounding just a bit sore.

"500 yuans, as promised." I handed over the offered bills to the girl, not quite worried about my funds. Grandad had given me a whooping yuan allowance of 500,000 for us to take along to Republic City, and we hadn't even used up to a tenth of it yet. "So, how much to go all the way?"

"Um... It's getting pretty late..." Ochako awkwardly looked aside. "I'll admit, this was pretty much out-of-nowhere-"

True. We'd barely entered the storeroom before Ochako had proposed allowing me to fuck her mouth in exchange for that price. Considering that her template was often written in fanon to have financial issues, I hadn't questioned it.

"-and your sister might be looking for-" Ochako's words paused when I leaned forward and stole her lips, my hand pressed against the back of her head to prevent escape as my tongue forced its way past her lips and explored her mouth.

Breaking the kiss, I gave her a confident smile as she backed away with a crimson face, inadvertently trapping herself between me and the wall.

"W-W-Wait, please!" Ochako stammered as I pressed her up against the wall, my hands roaming allover her body. "You can't do this-"

"You want to know a secret?" I whispered into her ear with a chuckle, my hand sliding down her stomach and underneath her skirt with her own hand unable to stop me as my fingers pressed against her soaked panties. "I have a very good sense of smell. And I know exactly what I've been smelling ever since you led me into this room."

"I- we need to stop this." Ochako whispered, clutching me arms as I slid a finger into her tight slit.

"Was the money really necessary? Or just a convenient afterthought?" I think I gave her a little hope when I pulled my hand away, only to crush it when I spun her around and pressed her front against the wall, one hand moving under her top and kneading her breast.

"But what if somebody comes in?" Damning herself as she ignored my question, Ochako gasped as I fully dropped my pants and rubbed my shaft against her soaked panties before I pulled it aside to expose her pussy.

"Hmm... good point." I admitted, not letting her now that I was currently keeping the door locked with tendrils of shadow holding it in place. "So go ahead. Tell me you don't want me to fuck you well enough to almost break your mind, and I'll back off."

Ochako hissed as I pressed forward slightly, the first inch of my cock sinking into her."...fuck me."

I pushed in all the way, muffling her moan as I buried my cock deep into her pussy. Ochako let her moans vibrate against my palm as I started to move, the sound of flesh slapping together filling the storeroom as she braced herself against the wall.

Teasing one of her nipples after exposing her chest certainly helped her along as she soon squealed and cummed around my cock. Unfortunately for her, I wasn't done yet and my pistoning cock refused to slow down during her orgasm, leaving her helpless in my grip as I stepped back a little to be holding her by her wrists while her breasts bounced in time with my thrusts.

It didn't take much longer for me to be finally pushed over the edge, her pussy tightening down on my cock as I groaned and blew my load inside her waiting cunt. Thrusting a few more times, each thrust causing another spurt, I sighed as I was greeted with another notification.

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+50,000EXP!

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Level Up: 31 → 32

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+40SP!

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Tarble

-:Status:-

Level: 32

EXP: 32,231/32,999

NRG: 3,200/3,200

Class: ?

STR: 290(C)

VIT: 300(B)

AGI: 260(C)

SNS: 200(C)

SP: 240

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-:Alpha Skills(Flight, Multi-Purpose Tail, Ki Blasts, Chi Umbrakinesis):-

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Pulling out, I let Ochako slide down and fixed up my clothes, wishing dearly I had a phone to immortalize her current state. "Thanks for the lovely experience, Ochako. I'm not sure if we'll ever have a next time, but you better fix yourself up before anyone finds you."

Ochako made a weak gurgle as she slumped, causing me to remember something as the yuan notes in her breast pocket almost slipped out. 'Right, here's 5,000 yuans for your lovely efforts. I'll give you triple if you stay the night in my room later."

Ochako made a startled noise as I left her behind, having thoroughly enjoyed my cruise so far.

As soon as they arrived, Korra had Naga carry her and Hahn outside the moment the ship's cargo door opened, the duo amazed at the city's vastness. Pausing to let her brother buy a map, Korra and Hahn soon came upon Gruncle Aang's statue across Yue Bay, with Air Temple Island just a little bit far from it.

"Looks like we'll need a boat." Hahn realized, sliding off Naga and heading towards the docks. "I'll find one to carry us. Don't go anywhere."

"I know, I know. You know Naga could make that swim, right?" Korra huffed, raising a brow when Naga began sniffing around. Wait, was she? "Okay, oakaaaay!"

Naga immediately broke into a run, bumping into some people and causing a worrying amount of satomobile crashes along the way until she reached a food stand with lots of meat. Stopping the bear dog before she chomped down on it, Korra drooled at what she saw. "We'll take one of everything, please."

"That'll be 20 yuans." The vendor replied.

"Sure, here you go." Handing over the money, Korra eagerly watched as the vendor packed it all up. "Yes! Let's go find a place to eat this all up, Naga!"

...weird. It really felt like she was forgetting something.

"So, my darling sister."

Ah, she'd left Hahn behind, her brother's eye twitching from afar as he stomped towards her and the gangsters from the opposite side of the street. Sure, running into that hobo at the park and learning how her idealized version of Republic City didn't match reality was... nice (with that Equalism guy and his megaphone being a lot less nice), but how best to make an excuse...

"In my defense, Naga was hungry." Korra immediately blamed her bear dog, who barked at the attention.

"As she's part bear, she'll always be hungry if she isn't lazy! And as she's part dog, she'll always be too excited to be lazy!" Hahn paused as he considered his words. "Scary combination now that I think about it."

"Hey, buddy." The pale man in black sauntered towards Hahn and threw an arm over his shoulder, raising a flame dagger towards her brother's neck with his free hand. "I don't think you understand what's going on-"

*CRACK!*

"-AAAAAAAARGH!" The man screamed as his firebending arm suddenly got broken in half by Hahn raising his hand to snap it like a matchstick. See, that was why the only men her brother allowed to hug him were both their father and grandfather. "My arm! He broke my fucking arm!"

Hahn pushed him forward before backhanding him from behind with enough force send him across the road, the man landing on his head and falling unconscious. "So who's next?"

"What?! I had that!" Korra complained.

"He went after me." Hahn shrugged.

"Fine, then." Korra cracked her knuckles. "Leave these two to me."

"Bold words, tribe girl!" The gangster in a hat shot a plume of water at Korra, who promptly caught it and shot it back, making it so that it froze his head on impact. Stumbling towards her, Korra gave him a roundhouse kick that smashed his head against the bumper of his satomobile and shattered the ice.

"And then, there was one." Hahn hummed as he and Korra stared down the (likely) earthbender that had been left for last. Quickly looking between the two, the man immediately chose to grab his allies and toss them into the satomobile. Starting it up, Korra raised a brow when the thug tried to run over Hahn, only to literally crash into him and crumple their vehicle. "By Yue, he actually tried to run me over."

"And you just stood there." Korra chuckled as Hahn casually kicked the satomobile out of his way before approaching the old man that was still on the ground next to his burnt phonograph.

"You okay?" Hahn extended a hand to the old man, helping him up when the man took it.

"Yes, thank you very much, young man." The old man sighed. "But this is just a temporary fix. They'll be back soon enough."

"Ha! Then we'll just kick their asses again!" Korra declared with a smirk.

"No. We'll leave this to the city's police." Hahn countered, pointing out an approaching airship. "All that happened here was them being unlucky. Thankfully, I don't think they consider us in league with these people here, so they're not gonna suffer from the mob boss."

"Your brother here is right, dear." The old woman who Korra had asked directions from earlier gently patted her shoulder. "We appreciate what you did for us, but it's really for the best that you don't stay too long."

"...fine." Korra replied despondently. Getting onto Naga with Hahn, they made their way back towards Yue Bay with Hahn steering this time to make sure Naga didn't disrupt traffic again.

"..." Tenzin's eye twitched as he stared down at his grandniece and grandnephew, the two teenagers looking utterly unrepentant. "Why are you two here? No, how are you two here?"

"We got Grandaunt's permission to come here." Korra declared, making Tenzin bristle. How dare she use his mother as an excuse?! "Your work here may be important, but I'd basically be wasting away in that compound."

Tenzin groaned before turning his gaze towards Hahn. "And what's your excuse?"

Hahn fished out a folded envelope from his pocket and handed it over, Tenzin recognizing his uncle's wax seal on it. Opening it up, Tenzin's eye twitched as he read the letter's contents.

As much as we'd wish to keep her safe, Korra is already beginning to see it as a cage.

A place Korra wants to be is a place she won't want to leave. With three elements mastery, she can at least fight well against any Red Lotus problem.

So train her over there, Momo-eater.

"It was one time, Uncle Sokka! One! Time!" Tenzin raged as his airbending shredded the letter into scraps of paper. "And I was hallucinating at the time!"

"Wait, I'd like context to that, please." Hahn requested.

"You will no context!" Tenzin raged, his voice buffeting them and the nearby Lotus guards with wind. "You just- Argh! Fine, you two can stay. Just be sure to take your lessons seriously, Korra."

"Yes, thank you!" Korra grabbed Tenzin into a hug, easily lifting him into the ground.

Tenzin restrained himself from sighing. It looked like Korra really had been keeping up with Bumi's exercises.

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