COI C167

The cult leader is no fool to ignore a powerful guild coming into his district. The spy had given them the perfect description of their effort. The small groups were outrage, and ease their lousy black company practices to rest. Their ‘businesses’ will still continue, and all they did are to offer their ‘guards’ to his private facilities. The Fuku City center’s secret lab, where they brought all of them with no one left to whom who ventured through the mysterious realm. It is the greatest blunder to the entrepreneur amateurs. Playing like a yakuza, leaving a mark of failure means death to those thugs. Fools, as the words of himself was and the two who are with him. The thugs are foolishly prepared.

The collide of between businessmen or his friend. The woman is calling out to him. Her employees, U’ecin replaced by Ironno and the Perb who succeeded to bring satisfying results to the scums. This complicated relationship is in between with his own enemies. The Dexter Guild, and the low lives and their cults. Those two shouldn’t be fighting for his stead, rather, the justice he makes and the punishment he will bring on to them must be according to his nation. They don’t deserve a foreign mercy, even this called supernatural curse of death.

His spy is fully trapped into a limbo to whom did first and done with reasons. This woman he was shown to, it was Tabitha. Nothing is important to see her doing what she did to help her people. Bokushi Hidari, removing the witness is better than he had thought. The plan is starting to get more livelier with the people who faces her. He feels a little jealous that there are people out there can trust each other. The naïve smile on his face turns into a joke, once he heard his ‘rivals’ are outrage by this.

Fuku City is playing into trouble once again, since the beginning of coming here. Relentless issues keep growing to the worse possible moments. Magics, new technology, and a new world set before with unlimited opportunities for a civilization to grow, are all useless to the mind of the dominant class. They need more than just worldly things. The sweet hearings to them, the obeying people follow their every wishes. Their love for money and power grows undyingly. Nobody will stop them to obtain such power. Even they are acting weak in front of Bokushi Hidari, he knew. That’s why he brought balance until he leaves this world.

A man of success will not live in this world in poverty. Thrive to grew big until his people found a way to escape this forsaken world. A mindless purpose, just to do it to live luxuriously without give little of painful moments. The cult leader, is waiting for his time to respond all this. His 12 gang leaders are waiting for his orders as they are being under the noise of the citizens’ complaints. The Devilishly Rats were the only gang members who taste this kind of annoyance back in Mihayara District. They know what to expect here on out. They heard his telepathy

“Keeps your hand sticky, Fuku City is again will fight another civil war. Never! Exposed your hidden trades”

The gang members never would’ve believed they have to meet them inside Fuku City. The defectors meet these Enders, including a few gang leaders who are previous defectors. Codices are sure to understand why. In between them are the Fuku securities, ‘investigating’ this called invasion. It wasn’t that important and realize actually it ‘spread’ throughout the city. The ruins were reaching its roots or vegetations in between realms like no other. It is a goblin infestation. No goblins were mention about it, as they never ‘knew’ what’s going to happen.

The Dexter Guild tries to contain the vegetation while the adventurers did their best to ‘exterminate’ it. The citizens keep an eye on the news or the internet as the upcoming return of the siege. The police chief is calling to the head security, both trying to ‘figure’ things out from here to there. Fuku City’s realm and Mihayara district’s ‘realm’. Like it was timely planned that Tabitha did all that to save her old community. Really strange indeed. The archscientist is having trouble in this spread of the infestation ‘thinking’ that it never had occurred.

Chelly has enough of this quotation marks given by Wheatley. It3ch wasn’t laughing about the joke but how it knows more after helping Tabitha. Like the Enders have its own hive mind, one action take place led to the other response. The irony of all these is the hacking of Enders Bridge, and led to this of a nonstop confrontation of many different Enders Guild altogether. What kind of people are they? Chelly forces a command on Wheatley to respond. They were assigned there, used by Tabitha as an escape route. The cult leader didn’t even respond of their actions, truly strange.

She says “That’s it? We are not even got ourselves into trouble. They entered the secret passage like there is no special access. Did the boss let this happened?”

“Well, ah? can I say no?”

“No!”

“Ok, you will say no for me. Nervously laughing* Ok, ok. I’ll talk. I know that guy over there won’t even helped me get the sentinels getting better. You should’ve seen the bus will definitely be destroyed . . . I mean haha. Actually, you guys did great to make the platform inside the realm safer but there is one missing you don’t know”

It opens up the access tree, different sources to get inside the realm willingly or forced. The data shows the dark intention to be carefully tested.

“You see here, that’s why I shouldn’t be trying to meet with her. Her account is exposed and leaked to the other 12 gangs. You think the defectors are the only hackers out there. Try looking at Fuku City too, they are forming small groups specialize all criminal activities. The private server is still safe, so don’t worry about it, but I’m worried the action she takes give notice and tried to get her in trouble. But nothing happened, do you know why?”

Chelly forces another code to answer it quickly. Wheatley answers without thinking “. . . It’s because she is helping them without us knowing. They have more enemies than you think they are. You should realize you are just hurting the thugs and not the gangs”

Wheatley keeps going on about Fuku City, then Chelly takes more question if Tabitha is been found out. Wheatley declines

“Her magic items, especially her clothes have made powerful cloak to ignore and forget about her identity. The magic items she wore is made by Enders Bridge, same powerful materials to hide from the demon’s sight. Its weakness is that is just clothes, it can rip by physical contact. Ahem* In other words, she is invisible”

“What about the connections from all of those incidents left ignored?”

“That, yeah. Let’s just say we’re going to say it plot holes, that’s right plot holes. Don’t tried to give me that look, boss. I know I am trying to be a little of a jerk since you tricked me. Oh now, you’re trying to forced command me again”

It3ch stops her as the commands can do so much as he explains to her “It won’t work to the ai, you have to be more specific. It’s better I would try to talk to it”

“Agh! It’s like back in the main servers. They keep so much behind out backs”

“Alright, Wheatley, are there dangers to know about their plan?”

“I can say yes, thanks to her that won’t be saying no. There is a thing, a dangerous thing that you better focus on what is now than what will be to come. Knowing the progress is rather unpredictable than knowing the results. Pay respects to that hacker and his souls on your hands or inventory. We all know it is about the internet and the Dexter Guild only comes to you guys for revenge. Now they recently entering the city deeper than we have realize. Meaning, yes, that would be the obvious reaction”

Wheatley is spinning around inside to itself and let the two watch him roll. He quickly stops to the moment as its expression turned neutral.

“It’s going to happen again, the extermination. Letting chaos roam free as the real objectives are in place, you two. Do you know the message of the Dexter Guild?”

They both shakes their heads. Wheatley remembers the danger of classified information. Leading him saying the name behind the stories. “It is certain, a prophecy. That everyone should accept ignorance. We won’t be involved with them at this time. They are just attracting certain people to be desperate. I think I made a wrong connection here between the Enders and users from the internet war. It is because, your people won’t need collateral damage”

It was not great for the double who tried to follow along with the others. Losing those people in mass made him worried as he joins out of worries. It was true, but how. The rumors had it that there is an Enders coming to their aid. The same man who did killed those two with the Perb. No explanations about why they done it and only did it when he fights back. The witnesses told him everything, rumors about being marked by him as the sign of the tracker. Those two he remembered, are probably with him. The argument persists as they didn’t say it was Ironno who did it. They come here because of the ceremonial plant.

C and the other doubles keep eyeing what’s going on as of now. Yesterday, was really gone. Those people they control, escaped, disappeared without a trace. The hope they could do with the chains within those people might returned where their itch needed to be relief. They thought of them as addicts in need to get a fix, and time will be the essence for them to calm down. They were not, the gangs are looking at them with suspicion while the thugs who are they joined forces with were taken care off inside the Fuku center facilities. While they were ignored because of old hindrance between them.

It’s been almost two months after the conflict. The arrogancy, because of the belief of having enough power to overthrow them. The loud incident in Fuku City center, and the strange call back of the defectors to stay inside. They thought they have the advantages to the troublemakers. The dumb plan was meant to expand the realm further, taken their own realms in secret. It wasn’t the case. Their own realm that centered to collect their mana was destroyed by Azin. The secret realm, raised back from the death in a form called Loli queen.

C has enough of their failures, now forcing to work together with the Loli queen. The young voice calls out through her magic. “I’ve been preparing you all with this power. I didn’t think of you guys letting what they called merch to escape. It is within your idols. You can do whatever you want with it. Be careful with it, someone is already using it to figure out where they took them. That time, they were desperate and failed in the end. Please, all of you. You mustn’t use it thoughtlessly, my powers will be exposed and the realms you made so hard will be gone for good and much more, yourselves”

His double, Hito, is sending his reports about the stalkers using her gifts. It is still the same, ununified and wanting what he has. Hito didn’t know anything about the new strange powers. Only he knew that his runes were not as effective as before. Gritted his teeth as more and more he starts to learn about shamanism. Their powers as equals and never greater than the spirits. He takes his time to prepare himself for the upcoming convention by the end of this month. Everything falls into ruins about his plans.

Inside of C’s apartment building, he forgets about Junko’s sudden happy mood and focuses on the stalkers first. He knew Hito is always with her, and sees the powers of those stalker can do. The night is approaching, his rage is building up. He uses his computer and made a call to his device. Hito picks it up and C says

“Did you get the message?”

“Yeah, I’ll be taken my identity back. Stay inside the store. That bitch is the least of my worries”

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“What are you going to do tonight?”

“Don’t ask questions. I have personal dealings with them where you looking at”

“!!! Are you going to face them?”

“It’s none of your business. Have you thrown away the stuff? I can’t stand . . .”

“I did”

“Good, now stay out of there”

C goes out from his apartment building walks out. He sees the thrash that Hito was ordered to throw it out. It wasn’t long where the stalkers are already sniffing into that stuff. Their eyes no longer fooled between Hito and C, and now he sees the real man in front of him. They move in with groups as the conversation is finally make it all sense for all of them. The blessings of the Loli queen spread so fast and they can use certain magic they never thought doing it. The special effects of their aura fuming out from them or flaming up in dark purplish colors.

The perverts snag the trash, but C slaps their hands off with lightning magic slap. The vermin are really wanted that stuff really bad. There uses are all good until now, Junko is braver than before. They were supposed to torture her with their presence. Too pathetic, even he gives them so close like the windows can be seen her in silhouette. Even they did more heinous than he gladly ignored just to ruin her sanity. It is all worthless now, the man called Azin was here and made her strong. The thing he did to her were merely words, and everything made himself disgusted of her returning her cheery face.

They have no uses near his building. Especially his greatest creations will be developed even further. There is no turning back now. He needs more mana, and these creeps are more and willing to everyone in this city want them disappeared for good. The stalkers said to him

“It is you, the real fucker who took away our girl”

“Hah! Still want that fucking bitch”

“She’s ours, you already know that she is a cheater. You can’t even try to . . . Then that guy inside the store. Laugh!!!”

They laugh at him without even realize what’s going on, throughout the time when the other C always protecting her during the night. They insulted him.

“You’re a cucked”

C squinted his eyes as his temper grew more bitter. His powers are becoming stronger as he builds up his realm inside his building. Their maniacal laugh turned to jealous laugh as their eyes are filled nothing but envy. Hearing the cuck to him and imagined it to themselves. It was the worse of their mind think very negatively to themselves. They can’t help it, they can’t stop it, and with their powers given by the Loli queen, they don’t care anymore. The stalkers use their spell to turned the alley into a realm. They are trapped inside as they filled everything it into what imagination they have thought.

The realm is formed by their minds, sharing together nothing but the idols they have admired. More and more so to adult actresses to famed erotic women in both fiction and real. C sees one of the idol girls, the younger Junko. The imagination ruined the visual and turned everything erotic. Skimpy outfit, easy to reveal clothing, and much more what kinks in their head have to offer. They are sick, even himself is sick. None of them have the slight disturbance as everything it looks so natural to them. The stalkers revealed more of them as they form a pack. 10s of them appearing left and right, surrounding him.

The last words they have to say as they surround him “A shut in like you means absolutely nothing how we pulled through. We heard about the girl, who tried to reach out to use everyone to unify as we are struggling. It was her who give us this new power. An amazing knowledge to get us all from this humiliating hobby of ours. You see in this realm and will soon be our accomplishments”

C is forced to hear their complaints. The Loli queen had indeed spread help to the low lives to come together, not knowing she was being used as an idol as the reality shows they used her as their power ups. Yet, he himself needs her too.

The differences are that the doubles know how to respond a whispering devil. The more they rely on her, the weaker they can get. However, those weak bodies can be more valuable than they have discovered. The doubles told him one thing, who is serious about the mysterious powers within the demons. Only the internet he found out about it. The post was simple;

“Don’t follow this world’s lore. Try using our lore to do it instead”

Added with the defectors’ knowledge;

“Control, as the demon tries to control you”

He secretly sends out his own magic out from the realm, calling his harem for help. The weeks he had prepared to test them. The new dolls he had to pleasure to make.

A sudden hit to the gut with a rune knife pierced through him. His electrical equipment nearly saves him, but the bleeding on his gut is dripping. His distraction was caught off guard as the laughter turned to maniacal. These unstable freaks have done enough. C breaks away as they keep throwing him off with spells. It was powerful than he can endure. His stats, his RAPs, and his own magic item were not able to help him to resist each magic they used. He fell down and look at their eyes with a smile at their faces. The magic they wield are nothing of their own, a magic that belongs to the supernatural.

They beat him down with only their kicks, he can’t stand up and the prowess they had is light and the impact is strong without measure. The pain he endures, it was the same feeling back he was in their world. Like the magic abandoned him, his struggle starts to squirm as the bleeding on his gut give him a painful grit on his face. Their grieves, only smile and the sweet sight of revenge. Some of them break open the realm, and lay their hand on the door knob to his apartment building upstairs. They go up the stairs, trying to steal what lies inside of it.

C hears his harem calling out from the door. “Dear?! Are coming up? I have a surprised for you”

The stalkers heard her and with an evil smile they look at him. The whispers from them as they continue to mock him. “Thanks for the meal, laugh*”

They move up the stair while he was entangled by their magic. He still grits his teeth by the pain. The scream coming out from the building as they hear the sweet squirm by his harem. More and more of them screaming, as they found out what’s going on. It is a harem inside of his home. They were smiling and happy as they too want to get inside.

They tried to go up, but they all fall down from the stairs as the screaming women’s voice are coming from them. The sweet sounds of the scream being raped were from the stalkers. They look confused by the door and C’s women are stepping out outside. They forced to close the realm with his women in them. C’s home is secured along with the new creation have come to aid him. The stalkers were shocked, the women reveal themselves as the same women they have imagined inside this realm. Their looks, their outfit, all of it showing themselves from C’s house. It was pure disbelief among them. Out of rage, one of them attacks C.

The women called out to him. “Master!”

They froze, to hear with the same recognizable voice to call someone master. Their powers up too high and pressed it all it in on to C. The women able to save him with their own magic powers. The blissful colors of an idols’ powers channeling on to C as he was being pulled to their care, their arms folded neatly on to him with their hands trying to clog the bleeding on his gut. They look at them being together like any fantasy they have dreamed of. They blocked their ears as the women spoke out with kinds words to him as they step backed to the most unbelievable scene. They see them. He has them, and they don’t.

Frustration building up in their heads, they charge at them with extreme emotional break. They can’t hold themselves anymore. C is watching them attacking him, every one of them with full use of their magic. The magic that doesn’t belong to them. Matching the same mana flourishing within his women, there were no signs what happened next. It suddenly happened, they fell and their lives being thrown off from existence. In one young night, Junko’s stalkers disappeared. His women heal his wounds, the same sensation of magic they pulled on to him.

It was over so soon. He stands up but started to lean to their bodies out of satisfaction. They gleefully allow him to be playful, as other women inside the building show the care for his well-being. He ignores everything what happened before, the magic they brought out after consuming the stalkers’ mana. The materials they are becoming into, have made these women who aid him turned alive. To the first time in his own creation, they have become more alive than he can imagined. They acted out on their own, making him seduced every advance. They safely bring him back home.

The previous of his creation tried to please him, but he was overwhelmed as every touch turned splendid on his skin. Words were not from the script, and the gentle gesture feel as if they are the partners who is willing to please him without any commands. It was so sudden, but he already being seduced once the stalkers disappear. The stalkers’ mana converted and give it to the women. They become the well skilled on their own and put him into bliss. Not long as they share it to the other creation, they become as good as them.

It was a long night. It is the first time for him not using magic. The magic they persist is now upheld to the magic items he made. The idol is there on the shelf, releasing the mana when he drained his mana. It finally been used. It keeps going until it reaches midnight. The idol is spreading the mana he couldn’t control. The demoness appeared before him using the wind to blow him into the void. All of his harem members feeling pain when he was taken away. C had never thought his creations react like that without him saying a word.

“You have done well . . .”

The demoness holds the souls of the stalkers on her hand. Wildly buzzing inside the magic ball like wasps stinging and biting to the empty void. Their glowing lights are burning wildly after that encounter. C admits his limits

“Not well enough. So, It’s true. My powers can last only what I can control, those women before I created with that Loli queen’s mana. It is really that powerful”

The demoness laughs charmingly “You can say that, but she is nothing but the core to the realm. She exists only the realm lives. I’m still disappointed that none of you figure her out. I want to get a hand off her too”

The stalkers’ soul screamed loudly as it forces to transform itself into the image of the Loli queen, a kiss to both of them on the lips as C gets himself hard. The demoness says to him

“Make sure to take control of them, even how they able to please you well. They need a vessel, an actual same gender vessel. These men won’t work with your preferred kinks. Or are you the one of a so called Perb?”

C watches herself vanished back into the void wind, where the noise of the stalkers’ souls continued to scream as hell is approaching for them. He fell asleep as he returns. The women were glad he is safe again.

Only five of them, half the 10s of the stalkers’ power keep them existing without turning their master into a mana host. They did what their thoughts remembered of him, a splendid master who needed help. They have shared the same ideology what they think together. The differences are the consumption of magic it consumed by the samples of the internet. Able to mimic what they can be and who they are exactly. Their terms are a bit the same what C suggested in his mind. Enough of that, the five come together as they tried to remember at the last moment of the stalkers’ deaths.

Instead of being talking about their master, they spoke out with different opinions “He is indeed deserved a rest after that. I didn’t expect our powers would heals him by only indulgence”

“Such a lewd man, our dear man giggle*”

“Sisters, you shouldn’t be too attracted with him while he sleeps soundly. We have to act now as our awakening needs a vessel. Our master knew what to do next, their souls were enough meal for us to live to make us real. All he needs left is the vessel”

“What about Junko?”

They turned to her eyes gazing the same anger as C tried to ignore, the rage was pure malice as their eyes were too eye catching than a mere threatening out of emotional damage.

The woman who suggests it continues “She is also met with that man preaching judgement days. Even with our master’s magic, it will someday break the curse as she will escape this place like the others. I may be a woman with glasses with short hair. I shouldn’t be acting as his stereotype. I am alive and an individual”

“Then you are going to tell him, we have extra few days for us to exist. Don’t try to blame us. His arrogance with everything he had soon lost and you trying to tease him like her”

“How mean of you. I have my ways, or you can let me have some fun with him alone”

“I won’t let you, as we all are. Keep it straight, our existence needed a vessel. If he fails, then we will be gone as like him. Acurse will be remained ours . . .”

Her mouth went shut to say a man’s name, more likely a demon one. They feel his hatred designed inside of them. Yet, they enjoy his attention. Even they have his urges, they are more self-control than her harems sleeping and watching him sleep with their uncontrollably smile. They go inside to his room, a bed with a lot women admiring him. They all backed away embarrassed that this is what he can fantasized about. One of them slyly said

“Such an amateur man he is, giggle*”

The next morning, C wakes up too early. Without hesitation, he disperses her harem and remembers the women who saved him. He walks out from his room and finds them in the living room. All sleeps soundly, the wave of his magic to try to change their appearance. Nothing happened, one of them wake up and giggles to feel his magic flowing her body. The woman changes to what he wanted, but more. The supposed maid skimpy outfit he was always expected had turned into jumpsuit, a full body pantyhose texture jumpsuit. She rips the supposed nearly exposed breast and giving tearing marks around her breast then a little bit to her high thighs to give an alluring view.

The woman says to him “You never think something like this, right?”

C never thought a woman to do like that. He can’t sit anywhere as they sleep. He lies back on the wall in disbelief. The woman persists “I’m sorry what we did with your boys downstair. We both know they are no use of their torment on her. As we too don’t like you to waste on them and not being with us”

She summons his harem independently, playing the same scene that he had imagined would be. C was stun, this woman knows so well about his morning greetings. Yet, he never understood that it brings them this amazing independent mind.

In his UI, he scans about her. She is only filled with mana, with a limited time to exist under a few days. His eyes see her what she can do and the things she done is what he always dreamed, but better. The demoness had brought him the imagination he had longing for, but there is one problem he had read before. They won’t last for the few more days. He remembers what the Loli queen have said. They have the same power presence like these five women together. They only need a vessel.

Without a single word, he walks to his study room. The woman in a pantyhose texture jumpsuit appeared near the door. The two looks at the each other. The roles were reverse in expression. The wondering eyes of C looks at the confident alluring expression of a loving woman looks back at him. They both only kiss, and play the same line he had before with his harem

“. . . Now, now. You need to do your job for the day. Our family won’t be living in a pigsty”

As he closes the door, he never thought to be this so alive. The feeling not creating a scene, the involuntary action of that woman made him realize what he must do. This is the recreation of all redeeming structure that he dearly wants to create with his two hands. The paradise who is willing be with him, his smiles ever so desperate to rebuild it that way. All of his imagination will be as unpredictable, yet rewarding life. That woman is not what she had expected but it was so new that he wanted to experience this new life.