It had been 18 days since the apocalypse started and that whore called Heyla was still here.

I wanted his fertile seed for my future eggs and my future meals. Eating the old ones was a delicacy in my menu, but I had grown fond of the young ones.

Lem was ignorant in billions of things and one of them was his earth. He looked at me and that bitch with so much love that he let us find weakness after weakness.

Don't get me wrong, I love him, I even saved him in the friend zone so that he would not go away...after all, I just don't show my winning cards until I finish a campaign.

My camping was about to start with a handsome guy I lived next to, and then to next guy who lived next to him but I never had that disgusting chance.

The apocalypse had opened my eyes and made me dearly want to be attached to Lem, but that little bitch got to him first, fortunately, I saved him and got him quite horny. 

Unfortunately, he had quite the will that slowed my advances to a halt. I left charm and the lust skill active. I even had the shame to wear tight and small clothes, but he just seemed too mentally strong. 

Now I had a chance. The sleeping form of Lem entered my sight and I picked up a hidden weapon and slashed. The blade shined with a savage glint and touched Lem’s thin body, the blade bounced and the tip broke off. GOD DAMN. He looked fragile and skinny as fuck, and yet his life force was stronger than steel. 

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

I touched his chest, my desire to kill him subsided...for now. I left my fingers drift from his stomach to there and touched his left thigh.

Wow, impressive!

Lem had not even flinched. I touched closer and stopped inches away from his manhood. 

Why was he not reacting?

I frowned and slapped him. The sound that came from the hard slap was small and insignificant. My arm flinched back and started to burn with pain, I quickly cracked my bones back to their respective offices. 

“Heyla! We got a problem!” I said and touched the bitches forehead. Heyla was smaller than me, and with such a weird but cute face. I failed to understand how she did not have a boyfriend. I mean, many guys asked me out years ago because I was pretty...she almost matched me but utterly failed in confidence and charm. 

“I know right?” Heyla still fainted sleep. "I actually did what you did and...more,” Heyla said as she opened one of her eyes and looked at me. My eyes widened. 

“You perverted bitch.” Said Heyla as she covered herself with the bedsheets and shielded herself with a barrier.  

That...I need fresh air. 

I took the liberty of covering my good old rival in my own barrier and close the door behind me. ‘Now try to do get out of there slut.’ I thought as I lightly tap danced towards where the blood meets. 

On my way there I found a strange orb just put of to the side of a trashcan. My divine sense spread, and I found thin wires covering the street. I spread it even more and found way too many. I spread even more and I found us surrounded.

I had to warn them, FAST! That is until something old took over.

ME

End of Cher’s pov.