“Early in the morning we see something frolicking in the ocean, with all the grace of a mature but lonely manatee. Majestic.”

“Stop! Stop it! I’m trying to focus here. A few minutes ago it was a sea cow now it’s a manatee. The hell is a manatee anyway. I miss the internet.”

‘What’s the internet Ji?.’

“Eh? Hmm. Internet?

You know what? It might as well be a magical fountain of knowledge, I have no idea how it actually worked.

I just used it.”

‘Oh.’

“If we had the internet we could easily find out how the internet worked.”

‘We’re going to leave soon. We should have left already but you were already in the water when I woke up.’

“Okay, okay. Look at this though.”

“What we are looking at now appears to be a tiny storm within the right hand of our protagonist. It appears to be a small drizzle, a murky cloud and tiny but ferocious winds.”

‘How in the world are you doing that!?’

“Hehe. You’re going to be amazed.

It started by trying to make a cloud and eventually I felt I was naturally connected to the air, which made the image in my mind a reality.

Something like that. Amazing right?”

“Amazing, yes. But more importantly, baffling, that this unassuming, mediocre and lackluster person managed to so easily connect with two of the basic elements of the world.”

‘Unbelievable.’

“I’m afraid it can’t be taught. I am simply a prodigy.”

“How insufferable. And that gesture. Flicking his thumb across the tip of his nose. It physically hurts to observe.”

*screech.*

‘Okay Kiki.’

Oh? You speak its language?

‘I’m afraid it can’t be taught. Only prodigies would understand.’

“Ohhhhh.”

“That’s just you being bitter”

“After the pair takes flight our hero desperately tries to withstand the immense air pressure, but without much success. Tears, sweat and blood cover his unfortunate face as he struggles to keep his consciousness.”

‘Ji, I’ll do it for you, if you continue like this you’ll become mentally impaired.’

“Mmrppphhggll.”

“Ah, how eloquent. As majestic as donkey.”

“Mrph!”

‘Ji! Dear goddess! You’re frothing at the mouth!’

“And here we are. A near brain dead protagonist, flying at high altitude at extreme speeds. I guess we just have to wait for him to regain his faculties before we continue. See you after this considerably long break.

*instrumental music*

“And we’re back! Our hero is slowly waking up, hold your breath people. Has he turned into a bumbling idiot? Has he retained his average intelligence? Let’s watch.”

“Mrhm? Mrrrm?

*cough*

My throat is so dry. My entire face feels like a desert.”

‘You idiot. What is wrong you!?’

“Eh? What? Hello?”

‘You almost killed yourself, unbelievable! We just went over not over doing it with mana and then you over do it and start coughing up blood! Oh but that’s not enough for you, you psychopath, no! You had to go at again but this time over exerted your mind and narrowly escaped being turned into a fully-fledged idiot.’

“Well. I got about half of what you just said. Where are we?”

‘In the sky.’

No. I figured that, I can see us, we’re flying. Didn’t you have a map?

‘I’m not good with maps.’

“A match made in heaven. Absolute perfection.”

“Well then. How long before we land?”

‘I’m not sure. I’m sure Kiki knows where she is going.’

*Screech*

‘See.’

“What?”

“The journey continues and all we see is the ever expansive blue ocean. And our hero’s dull glazed over eyes. The kind of look you’d expect from the painting of a five year old child.”

“Your insults are becoming more and more obscure. They are insults right? What is happening with you anyway?

Nothing? Hello? Leysa what do you think?”

‘Think about what?’

“The insults.”

‘What insults?’

“The narrator Leysa, the narrator’s insults. He keeps saying talking shit.”

‘I can’t hear him Ji. I´ve never been able to hear him. Are you sure you’re okay? Your eyes seem a bit dull.’

“Hahahaha. Fantastic, I love it!”

“God damnit. Whatever man.”

“There he stoically sulks in silence. Unmoved by the captivating visage of the sky and ocean blending into one. The rhythmic squawk of the native bird life. The occasional fountains spewed out by the strange sea creatures below.”

“Oh. It is kind of beautiful.”

“Our hero’s eyes are forced closed but we have nothing to do! Let us take this rare occasion to discuss the world, the breathtaking abilities that have appeared, and our protagonist upcoming journey!

As we all know. The world isn’t a stable constant, although it is tough and resilient, it can be remolded.

Just shy of a thousand years. That’s how long since the apocalypse occurred. And as they describe it, a zombie apocalypse. Which is only a portion of the story.

You see. Thousand years shouldn’t be enough to change the landscape into what it is today! Oh no. Not even close. Countries and continents have descended below the ocean whilst we had new continents have risen at the same time.

The planet Earth was then invaded by rogue races, all of which were looking for a way to escape the relentless pursuit of the undead.

With the tremendous external power that came with billions of refugees flocking to the planet earth. Located in a obscure dimension on the fractal line, the earth started its upheaval, its rise. Plants, trees and other flora start growing with great vigor.

This wasn't the end of it though. The undead had also managed to chase these people into the world in multiple areas. They however lost connection to their true leaders and therefore lost majority of their intelligent command.

The wandering undead grew slowly but still hold considerable power to this day. Some powers even joined forces with them. This is can be considered a grave disaster for many.

The humans can now only be considered around thirteen percent of the total sentient beings that reside on Earth.

How do you all feel about that? A nice little premise right? Now let’s look at skills, powers and or abilities.

Our hero has managed to teach himself some fundamental control of the elements. Although this can be considered an ability, it is a poor substitute.

It may allow him to achieve decent offensive power and fight against the low leveled critters to medium sized beasts.

But eventually, he’ll have to specialize and pick a class, a specialization. If he wants to make any sort of ripples in this world.

The abilities available in the open world are without a doubt numerous, but can be considered hard to get but even harder to find. This is where our hero will be able to excel.

Our hero is what can be called a Beta, an original, the ancient, the oracles and so on. The first wave of humans, and they just so happen to be the ones with the biggest advantages.

The ones that survived the cataclysmic events were like the earth, imbued with immense powers or at least the ability to harness unique powers. And I am one of those powers, as you may have guessed. You clever lot.

There is more to go into about the world and the abilities but let us not drown ourselves in what can be considered irrelevant.

Irrelevant!? You ask.

Yes. I am afraid our hero’s fate isn’t looking too bright.

You may have enjoyed this new companion, Leysa. But I am afraid her purposes are far more nefarious that what we initially expected.

Due to our hero being identified as a Beta. And a vulnerable, weak Beta at that. He has fallen prey to the Keeo family. The Keeo family has one main family and three branch families.

Our young little lady, Miss Leysa is a part of one of the branch families. The Keeo main family can be considered something like royalty to many, and a brutally cruel one at that. At least when you look passed their righteous outer shell.

What could she possibly be planning with our hero you ask? How extremely inquisitive of you!

Although the Betas are known to be powerful, their second generation wasn’t too far off as well. And what are the requirements for a second generation of Beta? A male or a female Beta of course.

I’m afraid our trusting, naive, perpetually smiling and joking hero will be drained dry, they will most likely squeeze the very last drop out of him.

Like a milked cow he’ll be locked away and women forced unto him by the thousands.

He of course being of the first generation has a way out of this entire mess. It will be up to him to seize the chance though. Sadly, he may have to see some humiliation before anything else.

Now the question is, will he have the will to fight back, escape, will he be broken or will he be subdued?

Leysa has already drugged our hero, he will most likely not wake up for a few hours.

All we can do now is watch.”

…

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...

‘Mister Ji, good morning. Or should I called you the Old one?’

“Hrm? What? Where am I?

Oi! Hey! Hey! Hey! What’s with these chains? And why are they so comfortable?”

‘We didn’t want to discomfort our future. We assure you that you’ll be served with the most care.’

“Why does that sound extremely creepy coming from you? Who are you? Where is Leysa?”

‘The young mistress will be seeing you soon enough. She is being awarded and accepted into the main sect for her great contributions to the Keeo family.’

“Eh? Wait. Come back! At least cover me up. God damn perverts!”

“The silk sheets, scented room and a naked squirming human male grunting whilst attempting to remove his bindings.”

“Oi! Hey narrator. Care to tell me what the hell is going on?”

“Our hero still hasn’t come to the realization that he was betrayed by the companion he trusted most.”

“No. No way! Well, I have been wondering why she stuck so close to me but ignored everyone else.

What’s the point of this though?”

“Before long, a middle aged woman enters the room wearing a thin robe. Her appearance is that of maturity but her eyes reveal deep seated arrogance.”

“Hello. Who are you?”

‘Not bad.’

“Our hero shivers when he feels her cold hand runs down from his chest to his lower abdominal muscles. There is no desire in her eyes, she is calm, collected and most of all decisive.”

‘Tell me, Ji. Are you really an Original?’

“Hah? What do you think you are doing? First, move your hands. Second, why the chains? Third what’s an Original?”

‘You really are strange. If I wasn’t so unsure and frankly don’t believe that bitch from the branch family, I’d have had you already.’

“What? Had me already? Phrasing, man.”

“Slowly, very slowly. Our protagonist is realizing that his situation is turning for the worse.”

‘After we confirm you are truly an Original, a true Beta! I will carry your child, and all the women with any sense will come begging us to allow them to use you.’

“What the shit. What in the shit!? Are you insane? Owh! What is with women and pinching?”

“In the now solemn room an aged man looks on with a bitter smile as his wife plays with the young and nude Ji Aleksy, unwillingness slowly fills his eyes. This man may be his only chance to get out of here.”

‘We’ll have a few of the girls come in a few moments. As soon as one of them becomes pregnant we’ll know if you are truly are a Beta. Well then Ji. I hope you’ll enjoy yourself.

Oh, you can call me Sueaeska.’

“This can’t really be happening. How could you Leysa!

Old man! You there? You better get me out of this! I can sense you out there!”

“The screams coming from our hero, although seemingly desperate hold a sense of indifference. An attitude that calls out ‘do as you will, I do not long for this world’.”