Shut Up: You, Nymphomaniac Evil Sword Chapter 4
" It's said that the first of the ancient demons were born out of the uncontrolled negative emotions such as anger and hatred of the creator god and as soon as they were born, they became independent entities capable of destroying and devouring the god himself.....
hmm...why am I yapping some crappy prologue like some old granny or a useless author..... I have been bored to death, in this fucking cave..... when will my evil, handsome and bastard prince charming come and save me from my virginity... oops my tongue slipped .....again, when will my evil, handsome and bastard prince charming come and save me from this evil cave and my solitude.... I want to kiss him and xxxxxxxxxxxx...
Hah, that son of a bitc...h... he locked me up in this fucking cave and went to enjoy himself, I am going to cut out his dic...k first, if I ever see him again then xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.…
now I feel a little relieved after my daily cursing and daydreaming.... still this empty cave, I wonder how the world outside would have developed, will there still be romance and xxxxxx, or would the people have completely changed.... "
whoooosh.…
plop..... splatter.…
" What the hell..... here I was hoping for a handsome evil stud and I get a burned down corpse... yuck, I want to vomit all of a sudden…"
" Wait, this ugly corpse seems to be still alive..."
...
Two hours passed by.....
Samuel was in a dream like state. In the dream he had become a black statue, which was sitting cross legged but unable to move. Even his eyes felt like rocks and shut close.
For some unknown reason he was feeling very hungry and as time went by the hunger was increasing. Unable to control his intense hunger he tried to open his mouth to swallow some air, he wanted to have at least the feeling of swallowing something into his mouth.
With his intense will he was able to open a small portion of his mouth. But as he opened a small portion something entered his mouth, it was a liquid that tasted like the sweetest honey, bringing with it a very special satisfaction, with this he tried to open his mouth wider.
More liquid entered his mouth, refreshing his whole body and energizing it but for some unknown reason he was still unable to move, or open his eyes.
But if someone was to take a closer look inside the open mouth one would find instead of normal teeth, it was filled with sharp white fangs which gave off a dreadful feeling...
....
After the passage of an unknown amount of time, Sam woke up.
The lonely voice " he is waking up, he is not as handsome as I imagined, neither does he have that evil handsome bastard aura.... he just look like an ordinary youngster.... but I have all the time in the world to mold him into what I want him to be... hehehe... let me pretend to be an ordinary sword for now ... when he comes near me I will start with the dramatic first appearance.... something like the long lost holy sword embedded into the stone, which can only be removed by the worthy one ...."
Hmm…
Sam "Aahhh.... My head hurts like hell... I am feeling drowsy, my eyelids are so heavy... I have forgotten something important.. Yes the lightning.."
Boom..
Sam jumped up and opened his eyes wide.
" Weird, I should have died. That kind of lightning, even thinking about it gives me goosebumps...
Wait, my body seems to be completely fine and I think my body has grown bigger and taller, and these sturdy muscles I think I can wrestle with an elephant, after feeling the energy coursing through my body.....
Wait, this small crater did I make this when I woke up.. Wow, I have become superman...
Have I reincarnated like in those novels and my soul entered the body someone else... Hmm... Why don't I find any foreign memories of the previous owner in my brain.
No, the dress I am wearing is the same burned dress from before the lightning strike and I have this strong feeling that this is my own body...
Wait, there is a pool.. The place I am standing now, was also a part of the pool.
But the water has gone dry in this area with only very less left....
Wow this water is golden brown... Is this the water I drank in my dream, Is this one of those immortal pools, drinking from which makes one immortal.
Maybe that is how I survived... Golden light that is emitted from the pool is what is lighting the surroundings, but I have the feeling that even if I was in the dark I could still see..
I can feel a special kind of energy from this water and I can also feel the same kind of energy inside my body, it's coursing through my whole body and strengthening it beyond human limits, did I absorb this energy from the water..…"
Lonely voice " This dumbass he didn't even notice me ..... And is he going to keep describing each and every stone in this place, Is he some travelogue writer or something that I have heard of before... I hope he is at least a beast in the bed ... hmm.....using even a little of my power is taking so much effort, but the language that this guy speaks, I have never heard of it before ... this must be some new language developed in the outside world.
If only I had my full power, I could have read all his memories and know how the current world looks like....
Thankfully I have the super power to understand any language or emotions, even from non living beings and it doesn't use much power.... hah such a great talent like me being wasted in this god forsaken cave...Maybe I should give him a little suggestion... "
Barkept
Sellas's first memories are of a bar. Empty tables, dusty cupboards, a few days alone, and a knight that cuts off her head. Sufficed to say, there are some issues. Still, life's not all bad. The knight soon leaves, and every night, the bar restocks its shelves— there's bread, and alcohol, and... Well, no, that's about it. She'd leave if she could, but that doesn't seem to be an option. Trapped in a single, open-floorplan room and tethered to a few dozen meters out the door — Sellas waits, lives, and levels. She is... The [Barkeeper] A stand-alone sister story to Tethered. Cover's door is a free-use image by Cullybarbosa on Pixabay
8 78Son of the Poorest Count [Dropped]
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8 185In Pursuit Of Magic
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8 496The Master of School
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8 200A dry land
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8 179The Reavers
Violet V. Vermillion. Known to a few a Fives, known to all others as the Fifth reaper. Thief, murderer, galaxy's greatest Assassin. Accused of killing one-hundred-thousand, plus, people and suspected of killing several hundred thousand more. Has finally been cornered and killed. That’s the official report at least. You don’t want to know the unofficial report.
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