While Others Cultivate, I Use My Unique RPG Leveling System to Cultivate Smut Romance With Their Girlfriends! Chapter 447
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As soon as a part of Eve's soul came into contact with the blob of my grief, just like a balloon, this unmeasurable quantity of negative emotion simply burst and broke apart, vanishing into nothingness and revealing an insanely tiny speck of something else, previously hidden in its middle.
Unwilling to let go of the matter until my mental state would be completely fixed, Eve continued to dash towards this speck, only for it to grow continuously in size as the distance between her mental self and the object shortened.
In the end, this speck was nothing else but my true self, combed together in the embryonal position, with the tears continuously streaming down my face and dissolving into nothingness the moment they dropped down my chin.
The loneliness.
Not once caused by living alone, or not having someone to speak to. During my adventures that happened after this tragic event that put the hole in place of Eve's heart, I had more than enough people around me to never complain about being lonely on the outside, but when it came to the real emotions lodged deep inside my soul, all the parts that came together with missing Eve standing on the foremost of their formation came together to create this tight knot that unbeknownst to me, was the reason behind most of the actions that I took.
Whenever I slept with someone, it was in an attempt to fill this hole of grief, and replace it with something else, rather than the product of this loneliness of mine. Whenever I strived for power, it was all in an attempt to get strong enough to either fix the reason for this loneliness of mine or to simply overpower it with my own strength!
But no matter what I did, this mental parasite only continued to grow, spurting new layers of fake emotions that continued to change my behaviour, trying to hide the real reason for my problems. And just like all my attempts to fix it myself failed, under a gentle Eve's touch, this knot just disappeared. With her soul forming in form of her upper torso, head and arms, she simply hugged the combed figure to her heart, swiftly dissolving all the sadness contained in my truest self.
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As if the miasma got cleared from my eyes, I suddenly saw how deep I have fallen into depravity. Killing without even the slightest concern for the lives of others, fucking girls just for the sake of more points, even going as far as cheating their hearts with my charm ability…
With the sudden disappearance of my grief, while I could see the world, my actions and everything more clearly for the first time ever since Eve left active part of my life, there was this feeling of emptiness as well. Considering how the major part of my mentality suddenly vanished from my soul, there was no way I would just recover from it like that!
"Don't worry dear."
Out of nowhere, I once again felt the touch of Eve's hand on my illusionary body. Opening my eyes, I could see her face and part of the upper body peeking out of my chest, with a playful smile plastered all over her lips.
"I will fill this hole, just like you filled me all over and over again in the past!"
Before I could respond in any way to her provocative smile, she closed my mouth with her lips, instantly overwhelming my mind with just the taste of her saliva, that I missed for so long. With her hands completely forming out, she locked them behind my neck, bringing my face even close to hers.
While her words might be suggestive, instead of pulling the rest of her body out in order to increase the intensity of our act, her entire lower body remained inside me, allowing her to connect our senses to a far greater level. Before I could react, the gazing hole that she left after ridding me of my grief and loneliness, suddenly started filling up with a strange emotion, that I didn't dare to even touch to understand its nature.
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As our lips continued their distinctive dance, more and more of this strange emotion continued filling my soul to the brim, radiating a warm feeling of comfort through my entire body.
"I hate to break in your fun, but there is only a small moment before this place will collapse."
Out of nowhere, a new character appeared in this plane. With bodily features exactly the same as my own, the only thing that made him look different from me was his face, or rather, the lack of it.
"W-who are you?!"
Brutally pulling her lips away from mine, Eve stared at the character speaking with Bonger's voice with a face filled with both fear and curiosity. Considering how she was left all alone in this plane for so long, only to not only reunite with me so suddenly but also see someone else coming to our private space, it must've been a great shock for her.
"It doesn't matter right now. What matters, is that I know what you are trying to do, and I won't allow this to continue."
Before I could even react, Bonger moved forward in an instant, as if the physical laws of this place didn't apply to him, placing his pointing finger at the top of Eve's forehead.
"Are you okay with this?"
Not even a second later, he suddenly pulled up, leaving me as flabbergasted as I could get. It was quite obvious that they just had a quick, private talk that I wasn't a part off, yet the fact that Bonger dared to act so freely when it came to eve, instantly sparked the flame of rage in me.
"Yeah. It's better than what I originally planned after all. Thanks!"
While the character inhabited by bonger had a shadow in place of a real face, I could still sense a hint of sadness coming from it. Just as I wanted to ask him what was going on, Eve once again turned her attention to me, placing her hands on my face and forcing me to look at her.
"It was lovely to see you, but you need to go now. Just trust him, when he will explain everything to you. Till the next time, dear!"
Leaning her head forward, Eve placed a gentle kiss on top of my mouth once again, before the entire place collapsed back into darkness, turning the both of into a pair of lonely flames, before collapsing once again and forcing my consciousness back to my own body.
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