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Chapter 34.5: It’s Nothing Simple

It was predicted that this world will end after reaching a whole cycle of 1000 years.

The world will restart along with its residents.

It had always been like that.

The God of Destruction will descend and rip this world a knew.

That was the prophecy.

But it was said that a single blacksmith broke this cycle.

He contracted many spirits.

Forged many artifacts.

And created the sword that will slay God.

Upon completion the sword was named: “Dragon Killer.”

The fight for freedom lasted many years.

It destroyed an ancient civilization and mankind’s advancements gone along with it.

After many hardships, sacrifice, and solitude the blacksmith won.

However even the legendary sword wasn’t strong enough to defeat God.

Legend says The Blacksmith sealed God into the deepest part of the Demon Continent.

And before his final years he left his mastery inside a magical gem.

This very same gem was cast into the ocean, forever losing the method to replicate his artifacts.

He left his legacy to prepare for that fateful day.

So that one day a young man like myself can continue what he started.

Now another cycle of 1000 years is fast approaching.

Can the denizens of this world stop their inevitable destruction?

Or will this world once again reset to zero?

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The next instant I shot my eyes open it was still dark. Snuggled beside me Emily was still sound asleep. When I saw what she wore, I realized I slept with my bathrobe on. Much better than usual, I felt refreshed the moment I wake. I had no idea how insanely comfortable it was to sleep with this thing on. I should make it a habit.

Since Emily lay her head on my arm and I didn’t want to wake her up, I used that blissful time in the morning to gaze at her sleeping face. Just like a humble layer of snow her skin was pristine and translucent, as if she would melt at any moment. I slid my free hand on her tummy and massaged her navel using light circling strokes of my palm.

Her soft moaning announced the inevitable. I proceeded to kiss her cheek, her nose, and her brow. By the time my palm moved up to clasp her breast she surprised me and took my lips; the taste of her tongue was many times sweeter than cake. I retreated for a quick second then ran my tongue on her throat, trailing feather-light kisses to the face of her breast.

Blood returned to my trapped arm so I used my fingers there to tug on her hair gently, drawing her head back so I could enjoy the taste of her throat even better.

“You’re very energetic, Sir Reimuz,” she murmured, giggling.

“Morning, baby,” I murmured back and kissed the edge of her mouth, then I revealed her breasts with my expert hand. As I started licking her nipples I moved my hand down to her tummy to the silky opening between her thighs. I didn’t even mention a word, but she had already spread her legs for me, eager for my touch.

“I want to be inside of you, baby. And when we’re done, I want to do it again. But I know you’re still hurting from last night, so…”

“So you want me to use this then,” she finished my sentence and curled her lips at me.

I smirked as I dipped a curious finger inside her pussy lips. “Remember it’s your own choice, baby. I’m not forcing you.”

“Dream on, Sir Reimuz.”

“Oh, I will, Miss Emily. And I will keep torturing you until you say yes.”

Emily moaned again right after I moved my finger inside her. I knew she was close to climaxing, but I didn’t want it to happen so soon. Not when she was being kinky like this. I chuckled as I hoisted myself upright and headed for the bathroom to release my morning glory.

“Hey, come back here!” I heard her scream in immediate protest, but I ignored it simply.

I wandered inside the bathroom and took my first real look inside. The toilet even has a flushed function and the shower temperature can be freely adjusted - just like the facilities back in my world. But there was something else over there - a crimson residue on the tiles - that made me frown.

“Blood?”

Something inside me said this blood had something to do with Emily’s reaction from last night. I cleaned the small mess on the floor and splashed water on my face. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I was biting my lip.

Damn, I lost my appetite to have sex all of a sudden. Such an ill foreboding gripped my chest like a knuckle and I knew it couldn’t be good wherever that blood came from. I trudged back to our room, conjuring a smile on my face,  and sat beside Emily. Like how I left her she pouted as soon as I got there.

“Emily, can I see your wrist?”

With my eyes leveled on hers, I grabbed her hand and checked her wrist. There was no wound or traces of her hurting herself in a certain way, but with this world’s healing magic it was hard for me to make sure.

“What’s wrong, Reimuz?”

There was a hint of wine and apples on her breath and I sensed strength in her voice, but it also carried an aura of vulnerability, almost like an air of insecurity.

“Emily, I want you to be honest with me.” She nodded slowly when I asked, so I continued. “Is there something I need to know about your condition? You’re not pale just because your pale, right?”

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Emily smiled and pressed a hand on top of mine. “I’m doing well now, Reimuz. I just overreacted last night. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“Sure?”

“Yes.”

“Really, really sure?”

Her smile widened. “Double yes.”

“Alright.” I sighed.

She caught my face with her hands and pinched my cheekbones. I let her do what she wanted, allowed her to molest my face, and once she was satisfied, I leaned forward and nipped on her lip. She blushed and accepted it, prolonging our kiss to a long, slow, deep pleasure that sent heat throughout my body.

She eased back. “You want to continue?”

“Well, I still need to visit the docking station. Need to check when the next ship will leave,” I murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear.

“No need,” she said. “I had it taken care off yesterday. The next ship will leave in three days.”

“Damn. So there’s no way for me to escape now, is there?”

She smiled, a perverse glint sharpened her golden brown eyes then she murmured, “Nope~”

So I drew her up, as she requested, and positioned herself to mount me. I could’ve devoured her that instant, but I didn’t. That would be too easy, I thought. I slipped her robe overhead and feasted on her bare skin, then sampled my lips on her breast and even her armpits. I kissed every inch of her, took my time tasting her tender creaminess. All that lovely smooth skin that shivered under the pass of my lips - it was sensational. She moaned against me in ecstasy then shuddered to release her orgasm.

“There we go,” I said, then blew a sigh of withdrawal as I leaned my hands on the bed.

“Eh? That’s it?”

“Emily, you’re still sore. Did you forget how many times we did it in the shower last night?”

“Twice.” She pouted again.

“See? That’s plenty.”

“But I don’t want to leave you hanging.”

“There’s many solutions for that, Miss Emily. For example; we can always go oral sex? I satisfied you, so I think you owe me one now.” I grinned, and I could hardly blame myself for grinning.

She flushed. “You’re not playing fair, Sir Reimuz.”

“Hey, I gave you a choice, Miss Emily. You say yes, I stay for one more round.”

“Cheater.”

I chuckled. “ You know, that’s one hell of a compliment from a naked woman.”

She had such a charming expression that my stiff erection reacted even more. There was no helping it now. I levered her warm, moist folds on top of my cock, then slammed inside her in one go.

“Ah,” she gasped loudly, her arms rushed over and locked on my neck.

I breathed into her skin and stilled as deep as I could pursue. I held onto her hips, slowly raising and lowering her sensitive folds around me, prolonging my desire to pound her harshly. I wanted to tease, to make her crave for it.

“You want me to go faster?” I asked.

“Please.” She nodded and gave me permission.

I assumed she had adjusted to the sensual feeling, so I decided to speed up. I moved my hips, thrusting up to meet her downward movement, driving my cock deeper inside of her. Her pure innocent look sent me plunging again and again.

Then I had to pause for a moment to control myself before I shifted positions and lifted her back to bed. I resumed my thrusting behind her, rubbing the cheeks of her ass with both hands.

“Damn, Emily,” I groaned, my voice hitching.

I felt it coming, as if the whole world was coming to an end. My mind blacked out, and I pound her three deep thrusts, pouring everything inside of her. After finding my release, I collapsed on top of her and dove my face into her hair. I pulled out and embraced her as we rolled over the bed.

“Christ, Emily. What are you doing to me?” I asked, panting.

She laughed, and I could see her paddling her legs in delight. “Hehe, I won in the end.”

“Yes, you did.”

I released her from my arms and sat upright. How could she even last this long? I had to wonder, and while I was wondering, Emily snuggled on my back and kissed my cheek. Her sumptuous body slick with sweat.

“Reimuz’s back is broad,” she whispered.

“Thanks to my father drilling such nonsense into my body,” I said, smiling wryly. It was quick, but I was hit by a wave of nostalgia. When was the last time I had a talk like this?

“I’d like to meet him, and your whole family too.”

“Mhm, someday.” I lifted my hand and patted her head that was leaning on my shoulder. Emily giggled, and her voice said my warmth was all she needed at the moment, so I didn’t do anything and let her indulge with my heat. Thus went another energetic morning in my life.

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No matter where I am, I made a strict vow to stay faithful to my morning routine. Building trust with your body is important. That is my motto. However, today, I jogged through the city to keep myself busy from what I saw.

What was that blood? Where did it came from? And the guiltiest thought of it all was to have sex even after seeing that. Shit. I was out of choices. I did not know where to go for advice my running eventually led me in front of a witch’s house.

I didn’t get a premonition from God, but perhaps I should’ve brought some food first?

Like something similar to skewered meat. Who knows?