Opening my eyes I stare at Elsa in disbelief as she assumes a battle pose.

I look down to see myself in full battle gear and holding a two handed axe.

-What the fuck?-

I look around in confusion and a feeling of deja vu assaults me.

-Did I just go back in time?-

The last thing I remember is the feeling of warmth from Elsa’s naked body pressing against mine as I fell asleep.

-Yet here she is ready to spar…-

“Is everything ok?” she asks and steps closer to me.

My chest tightens as the understanding hits me and I stagger back.

“Yeah. Just realizing this thing is too heavy for me…”

“Oh... “ she looks at me like I’m crazy.

“Yeah…” I laugh painfully, “I really wanted to use an axe. Kinda feels like the best day of, ah, I mean the worst day of my life…”

“Right… can’t you just use a smaller one?” she asks me as if I’m an idiot.

“Good point. Be right back.” I exaggerate my actions eliciting a laugh from Elsa.

-Status screen!- I command as I walk away.

Status

Name:

David

Kaplan

Age:

29

Gender:

Male

Race:

Human

Class:

None

Title:

None

Level:

None

Attributes

Health

113/113

Stamina

74/74

Mana

158/158

Vitality

0

Endurance

0

Wisdom

0

Constitution

0

Perception

0

Intelligence

0

Strength

0

Control

0

Focus

0

Dexterity

0

Agility

0

Willpower

0

Attunement

0

Luck

-100

Faith

-1000

Blessings

Transcendental Roots

Not born into this world you are not limited by it.

Babylonian Refugee

Understand and be understood.

Tricksters Blessing

Fate and luck have abandoned you.

Active Skills

Hypothetical Anchoring

Level 1

Set an anchor in time, allowing you to return to it after exploring future possibilities.

Cooldown: 1 hour

Mana Stimulation

Level 3

Enhance the pleasure.

Passive Skills

Pounding

Level 1

Helps with striking immobile objects with bare hands.

Self Awareness

Level 1

Helps maintain a sense of self.

Female-Human Anatomy

Level 6

Helps remember the female anatomy.

-No way! The skills transferred over! That means the garden is the same. -

The tightness in my chest is replaced by a building excitement of the skill’s potential.

-Future possibilities, my ass. This is basically save scumming.-

-Not exactly.- logic adds.

-Right… the cooldown thing will get annoying. Means that if something big does happen I’ll have a limited amount of uses.-

-I’ll be moving forward in life an hour at a time. That leaves me with plenty of time to think everything over, but I need to find a goal,- rationality adds, -otherwise I’ll just laze away doing nothing.-

I find the equipment I chose last time but pretend to look around as I contemplate over the new situation. The night's events pop into my mind and I feel the blood rushing to my lower brain.

-I guess that's not such a bad goal.- I look back at Elsa who sat down on the ground to practice her control on mana while she waits for me.

-Question is how long do I have before resetting? And what happens if I die?-

“Four, zero me,” I snicker, “If we count your suicide attempt as my win that is. Should I go easy on you, Ice Queen?” I drop the mace to the ground and pant lightly.

Glaring at me she spits some blood to the side and gets up for another round.

“How are you so good at this anyway?” she asks while wiping away her tears.

-Yes! The same conversation pattern as before.-

“Same as everyone nowadays I guess… practice, practice and more practice,” I smile, “Access to youtube and a love for fantasy help as well...”I shrug.

“I like Harry Potter… doesn’t mean I go on youtube and learn how to wave a wand around,” she lowers her shield and moves a step forward.

-Again with the surprise attack?-

“Not the best analogy, but I also like Harry. Evans-Verres though and not Potter. And before you jump on me let's make a bet? You win and I’ll tell you about my skill.”

-Equal Ground she called it?-

“And what happens if I lose?” she squints her eyes at me.

“Well… you already said you’d fuck me so how about you share your skill instead?” a half smile appears on my face.

“I don’t remember saying anything like that…”

“Right… you tried to kill me before we decided on anything.” I smile innocently. “So if I win I get a bj. Deal?”

“Nice try,” she smiles back, “I rather tell you my skill.”

“And I rather get a blowjob. Let’s fight.” I raise my shield and mace and advance fearlessly before she can change her mind.

I won.

-Feels like all the training I did the first iteration actually counts. The equipment feels much better in my hands…-

I sigh to myself in relief as I sit down to catch my breath. Elsa sits down next to me and concentrates on her arm.

“Look at your mana, you’ll see it going down if you’re doing it right.”

She looks at me, surprised she didn’t think of something so simple, and concentrates on her palm again.

“Oh…” she exclaims after a moment, “It went down by one point.”

“Aren’t I a genius?” I nudge Elsa playfully.

“As smart as you are humble,” she rolls her eyes, “still don’t feel anything move though…”

We sit in silence, each practicing his magic.

-It’s about this time I asked for a bj, right?.- I chuckle to myself.

“So when do I get my bj?” I ask without looking at her.

“Now. Lay back.” She answeres after thinking for a moment.

Without hesitation, I instead jump up and unbuckle my belt in front of her face.

“Stop! Asshole...you really know no shame, do you?”

Expecting the answer I sit back down after giving her a shrug.

“Way too much actually...” I say seriously hoping she’ll ask what I mean.

“Right… so how come you don’t have any stats?” she asks looking slightly flustered.

-Not biting this time as well…-

“So your skill gave you my stats and made me homicidal? Talk about shooting yourself in the leg...”

“I didn't know it would make you homicidal… it’s called ‘Equalizer’. It does exactly what you said and I get to keep the stats if I win.”

-Didn’t you call it “Equal Ground” last time?-

“Wow, lucky you.”

“Yeah… that’s if I win...” her hand goes up to touch her face.

“Any ideas on how you plan on using it?”

“Any I had are gone now that I know that I’m gambling with my life when I use it.”

“I’m sure there are ways to make it safer. How about asking the princess to get you access to criminals who are going to be executed? Or something along those lines.”

“I’m not sure I’m morally okay with that…”

“They’ll be killed one way or the other but suit yourself. Ready for another round?”

“Yeah…”

She hesitates but I can see that this time, without any of the munchkin explanation that came before my suggestion, she’s actually considering the idea.

Just like last time, we slow the training down and each standing his ground we take turns at trying to pass each other's defenses.

Not long after we are both panting hard and I’m using her hip as a pillow. I tell her a few of the things I learned during the dinner talks in the previous iteration.

-Just enough to impress her without making her suspicious. I have to say though… it’s so much easier to hit on a girl for the first time once I’ve already slept with her…-

“Lift up your shirt.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re too skinny, Ice Queen.” I bump the back of my head a few times into her hip bone.

“Will you stop with the stupid nickname if I do?”

“Mhhm.”

A put my sweaty head on her exposed stomach.

“Gross! You’re all wet!”

“Relax, princess. You’ll be too in a moment.”

She gasps as I penetrate her skin with my mana. Mana stimulation activates intuitively and I feel her toned abs contract, lifting my head up a little as they do.

-It’s great I found out last night I don’t need to use my hands for the skill to work.-

The mana I sent into Elsa is already by her heart when I suddenly feel like the cooldown is over.

“Why’d you stop?” she asks.

“Out of mp.” I lie.

Activating Hypothetical Anchoring and again feeling no change whatsoever, I make a mental list of all the things I need to do when I feel Elsa’s breathing slow down to a normal rhythm.

“So?” I start the same conversation as in the previous iteration and transition it into brainwashing that will be continued in the dining hall.

However there’s much to do and even more to find out.

“Can you tell me what time it is? Actually… can I borrow your watch for a while?”

“Ok...why?”

“An experiment. I’ll tell you the results in the evening while we cuddle.”

She counters. I fake. She stings. I make her laugh.

After flirting for a while longer I get up and walk over to Tabita, who apparently went over to slack next to Val and the rest of the soldiers guarding us.

Feeling more relaxed than I’ve ever felt in my life, the realization that nothing I do will have any real consequences manifests itself as a graceful spring in my steps.

-I even feel like my back is straight without me having to consciously keep it like that.-

“Yo.” I wave a hand at her.

“Whatcha want?” she eyes me, annoyed.

“I have a proposition. A way you can beat me up and no one will complain.” I smile innocently.

“I’m listening.” her annoyance turns into suspicion which turns my smile into a grin.

She prepares to fight by going into a weird brawler stance. Arms low, elbows slightly bent and hands wide, leaving herself completely open. Legs wide apart as if she was getting ready to jump she holds her weight high and badly distributed.

-Alright. No fighting skills at all. I’ll need to check a few more soldiers before I can conclude that hopefully, this is systematic. But first, how do I deal with her? Fast for caution or slow for skills?-

She moves fast, slightly faster than a human should yet slower than what I know she is capable of. However, she moves without any technique or intention except causing pain. Knowing the trajectory of her attack I maneuver her hand with mine and turn half around into her rushing body. As we collide I use her momentum for a hip throw. Her back smashes into the hard floor and the air is forced out of her lungs leaving her with a feeling of choking as her trunk muscles spasm in pain and prevent her from inhaling.

I don’t leave her enough time to get her breath back and step lightly on her Adam's apple with my leather boot.

Martial Arts branch unlocked.

Strength +1

Dexterity +1

Grappling twig unlocked.

Perception +1

I had my suspicions. From a few random events I saw since I came here and the talks during dinner, it felt like this whole world was simply relying on skills for everything. People don’t learn, not really. Society doesn’t seem to pass on real knowledge. Just simple explanations and advice on how to get the desired skill faster.

-I’ll need to remember to ask about skill books. Lots of riches everywhere but I’d replace them all with a good library… maybe at the mage tower?-

The second round with Tabita was the only serious injury I received before washing up and leaving for dinner. She decided not to hold back in our second round and her fist caught my ear as I was going down into a tackle. Val healed the tear a moment later with the soldiers behind him excitedly removing their armor and weapons.

Soldier after soldier, I beat down the whole group that was there to protect us.

-I’ll have no chance against them if they come at me together, but one on one and without a weapon, they have no way to counter grappling techniques.-

As long as they don’t use any weapons they simply never managed to land more than one strike on me before they were on their backs in a choke or a lock. Their absurd strength was useless then.

Apparently, the only unarmed class they know of is Brawler, and have heard of some who advanced it into a Boxer. Except for these, there were rumors about some guy getting a kicking related class but they didn’t have much detail about it.

Unarmed Combat Tree sprouted its first buds:

Strength +1

Dexterity +1

Takedowns and Throws Mastery acquired.(Passive)

Helps when lifting or maneuvering an opponent forcefully through the air or to the ground.

Pins and Submissions Mastery acquired.(Passive)

Helps when choking or locking an opponent.

I left the arena with the promise of showing them more moves tomorrow.

-Not that that's ever happening, thank you very much. The only reason I approached in the first place was to test myself against you.-

Excited at the prospect of exploring a new world with no care for the law or the consequences of my actions I head for the dining hall with the rest of the earthlings.

Not interested in a second round of mingling I chat up one of the younger female mages and convince her to show me around the mage tower. She’s wearing a nice pair of jeans that make her behind look much perkier than it has any right to be and what is clearly a push-up bra. Gladly I also take her up on the offer of explaining to me how to meditate to increase my mana regeneration.

The twig seems to be easy to unlock and requires actively focusing on your own Mana as it regenerates a certain amount of points. Each individual differs and only two of their group unlocked it so far. However, to get the passive or even the active skill requires one to make the mana flow inside oneself more efficient as you regenerate it.

-Which is something I already did with Gardami, no?-

Filing the thought for later I look around us a few times and realize that I haven’t seen any people around. Luise tells me that it’s because most of the mages are on the higher floors and prefer their food brought up to them.

“What about servants and such?”

“They have their own access from the kitchens. The noble pricks rather see as little of them as possible,” she shrugs, “Not like I don’t understand them though, ya’know? They all smell like shit and don’t look much better either…”

-Perfect.-

Presented with the opportunity I pin her to the wall. My palm on her mouth and my leg between hers. She tries to push me away but is off balance and can’t put any force behind her. She tries to bite at my hand but the leather glove protects against it.

“Shhh… I’m gonna say this only once.”I squeeze her cheek bones together causing some pain, ”You will stay silent and follow orders or I’ll stop being nice.” I punch her in the liver at half strength.

“Understood?” I ask her as she grimaces in pain and tears begin to build up at the edges of her eyes.

I wait for a moment but no answer follows so I order her to lower her jeans, and since she does nothing I pinch her stomach causing her to scream into my gloved palm.

So I punch her in the liver again. Same amount of force but I’m sure it’s hurting much more the second time.

-I hope there’s no need for a third time.-

“Take off your pants.”

-Unfortunately there is.-

Reluctantly she complies the third time I ask.

“Now, unbuckle mine.”

Weeping silently into my hand she fumbles around for a few minutes with shaking hands, before my erection is exposed.

“Good girl.” I move my other hand over the bruised rib cage and liver, ”Now slowly turn around. Press your chest to the wall and stick your butt out.”

Slowly she complies.

“Good girl.” I say calmly and warmly, “I will remove my hand now. You can scream if you want. But the moment you do I will stop being gentle.” I grab her bruise with my hand as I gradually remove my palm from her face.

She keeps weeping but does nothing else to resist.

“Good girl. As a reward, I’ll make you wet before fucking you.”

When she continues whimpering into the wall I grab her hair and pull it back, forcing her to extend her neck uncomfortably, ”What do you say when people do nice things for you?”

She struggles against me not understanding what I want.

“Good girls, should be,” I pull her hair back even stronger, ”polite. Do I need to teach you manners?” I let go of her hair and her forehead slams into the wall from the recoil.

“No,” she whimpers, “Thank you.”

“For what?”

She hesitates so I pull her hair back again.

“Thank you,” I pull harder, ”For what?”

“Thank… you.. for” I let go and her head bounces forward again, not strong enough to hit the wall unfortunately, “making me... wet...” she whimpers.

“Before?” I add as if talking to a little child.

“Before fucking me...”

“Good girl. Bite the tip.”

She bites down on the glove so that I can take it off. I make sure to pat her bruise from time to time to remind her not to try anything stupid.

With my ungloved hand I press a finger against her opening, enjoying the fear tensed muscles.

“Did you know…” I push my finger inside her, “ that most women orgasm during rape?”

I kiss the back of her neck passionately while I wait for an answer that doesn’t come.

“When I ask you a question!” I knee her hard between her legs causing her to gasp and start whimpering again, “You answer.”

Leaving my knee pressed against her lower lips I start moving it back and forth.

“Now answer!” I apply more pressure with my knee and continue kissing the back of her neck.

“I did not know that women can orgasm from rape.” she answers stutteringly.

“They sure can. Now… what I’m wondering is whether you will.” I kiss her nape a few more times, “Will you be a good girl and cum for me?” I say softly into her ear.

“I can’t. I’m sorry.” she sobs, “Please don’t hit me again.” her body begins to tremble slightly but to her credit, she doesn’t move an inch.

“I’ll never punish you for that.” I kiss the edge of her ear, ”Take your shirt off.”

She does as she’s told but struggles to lift her left hand because of the pain from her rib cage.

“Let me help.” Gently we remove the shirt and I unhook her bra, “Good girl.” I add and continue with kissing her exposed back and shoulders, playing with her breast at the same time. Slowly I lower my palm. Petting, grabbing and squeezing all the way down to between her legs to replace my knee.

I don’t wait this time and push a finger in the moment I get there, making sure to activate Mana Stimulation at the same moment.

According to Elsa my skill and simple mana infusion feel completely different.

-’During what Gardami did I could feel that the source was foreign but with your skill, it feels like it’s my own mana that is lighting me on fire’… were Elsa’s words last night. Or tonight? Hmm... Whatever, this should confuse Luise quite a bit.- I grin at the gasp that escapes Luise’s lips.

“Good girl.” I bite her neck with a bit of passion.

My words break whatever invisible wall was holding back her tears and she begins to weep uncontrollably.

“Don’t cry,” I speak slowly, kissing her body the whole time. “There’s. Nothing wrong. With what. You’re feeling.”

I cause a few quick short inhalations when my skill covered finger brushes against her clitoris.

“Isn’t that why you wear such tight clothes? You enjoy all the looks men give you, don’t you? You like feeling attractive. You like how it makes you feel more confident.”

Her crying intensifies and I proceed to kiss her whole upper body while fingering her.

“You only have yourself to blame for walking around like that. How do you expect me to hold myself back when you dress like a slut.”

-Thank you third wave feminism for brainwashing your own kind with this nonsense.-

Whether she wants it or not, the skill leaves her wet and flowing and soon my hand is drenched.

“Lick it.” I raise my wet fingers to her lips and between sobs I put them in her mouth, “Can you taste how excited you are? Will you cum for me now?”

“No. Please don’t. I can’t”

“Please what?” I go back to fingering her, toggling the skill on and off to preserve mana.

She hesitates so I use the skill to send a shock through her clit.

“I don’t want to…” she breaks down in another wave of tears.

“I want you too!” I grab a fistful of her hair and press her face against the wall, “Cum for me!”

“Mhhm…” with her face hard against the wall she mumbles her protests. More to herself than to me.

I give her one last long smooch on the nape before starting to fuck her.

I’m rough and brutal. Using the skill I send a mix of pain and pleasure every time I’m fully inside her. My knees are bent uncomfortably so that I can penetrate deeper.

I continue degrading and mocking her all the while and by the time she eventually orgasms due to the skills effects, the are no more tears and instead, weak moans and wet squishy noises are the only noises that can be heard.

“Good girl.” I kiss her nape again, “Did you enjoy that?”

All she can do is breath heavily as she recovers her breath from the magic induced climax. I wait for a moment and put my hand on the bruise I made earlier to remind her where she is and what's happening.

“Ow…” her body jumps away from my hand but she recovers quickly and returns to the wall leaning posture I ordered, “I did…” she adds sheepishly before another wave of tears starts flowing.

“And what do good girls say when someone does something nice for them?”

“Thank you… for making me cum.” she adds hurriedly when she hears me start forming the next question.

“Good girl.” I penetrate her slowly while my mana regenerates, “Now it’s my turn to enjoy. Do you agree?” I ask and thrust strong, without the skill this time, causing discomfort to her insides.

“Yes. It’s ugh my turn to make ow you enjoy,” she whispers through sobs.

“Stupid girl.” I grab her head and slam her forehead into the wall, “You have nothing to do with my enjoyment. You’re just a bunch of holes for me to use.” I force my thumb through her resisting anus and activate my skill for a brief moment.

A mix of pain and pleasure jolts through her body and I can feel her insides tighten around me.

“All you need to do is be a good girl and do what you're told.” I kiss and nibble on her nape and shoulders while at the same time pressing my thumb down, touching myself through the wall that separates the two orifices.

Intrigued I activate the skill and imagine it passing from my thumb to my member as if in a loop. It doesn’t work out as I intended it to but the effect is still quite strong, and soon Luise is moving to meet my thrusts.

“Did I say you’re allowed to enjoy this? Ahh?” I clutch a fistful of her hair and slam her head into the wall again, “I was nice and allowed you to cum and this is how you act? Like a depraved slut?”

Pretending to be angry I increase the force of my thrusts and use my thumb to spread her hole against her clenched orifice.

She whines at the pain, a bit too loud so I put a hand on her bruise to remind her of the conditions. I raise my dirty thumb to her mouth and tell her to clean it.

-That's more than enough time to decide…- I think and pinch her nipple, hard.

She yelps in pain and starts crying again.

“Clean it.”

She takes too long again so I pinch the other nipple.

“Be a good girl or next time it will be your clit,” I say softly in her ear, making sure to give her nape a bite after.

Cautiously she takes the thumb in her mouth and gagging from the taste her head lurches forward, sending the thumb deeper in. A few more heaves and coughs follow but my thumb eventually comes out clean, so I can now stick my index and middle finger back inside her.

I use them to spread the orifice even further and then replace them suddenly with something much bigger and wetter, causing Luise to go into a screaming fit, muted by her own hands lifting to her mouth to try and silence herself.

Using my weight to pin her to the wall I decide to not go all out yet and activate Mana Stimulation in her back hole while using my gloved hand to stimulate the front one. The screaming actually dies down a bit, broken apart by a moan or two.

Channeling what's left of my little mana reserves into a dozen of the roughest and deepest thrusts so far, they cause Luise to tremble. For a moment I think she’s crying again but her moans tell another story.

“Did you just cum?”

Between gasps for air she mumbles a yes.

-This skill is amazing!-

“I don’t remember giving you permission to do that.” I try to make my voice sound cold and distant.

Lifting her up I take two steps back and drop her to her knees. Pushing her head down to the floor I tell her to raise her behind high and leave a quickly reddening imprint of my hand on her rump for not arching her back properly.

With one foot on her head for the added humiliation, I maneuver myself into position and begin to plow. With Mana Stimulation no longer active the pain is too much for her and she starts screaming like a banshee.

-What was that?-

I jump back and buckle my belt.

-Running? Metal on metal? Soldiers? The screams?- I kick Luise in the stomach with the metal tip of my boot causing her to start heaving and vomiting.

“Help! Rape!” I yell and crouch next to her, pretending to help.

A pair of royal guards bursts through the door. The plate armored one points a sword at me and tells me to step away from the gagging woman and approach him. They wait until I’m standing next to them before the second guard, wearing only a breastplate and mail underneath decides to move towards Luise.

I wasn’t told to put my arms up so I slowly move my left hand towards the Rondel dagger I have clipped to my belt.

“She has a knife!” I yell and point with my right hand.

The plate armored soldier turns away from me, so with a wide circular motion, I use the momentum and cover of lowering my right arm to stab him in the opening of his helmet.

-Fucking stats…-

The dagger gets stuck in his eye socket as his knees buckle. Abandoning the knife I see the other soldier regain his balance from jumping backward, startled from my yell. As the metal plate covered body behind me hits the floor with a clang the one who jumped away from Luise turns into my tackle. The momentary stun from getting his wind knocked out as I drop him to the floor is enough time for me to twist myself into a headlock and snap his windpipe.

This isn't the first time I killed people and considering the fact that everything will be reset soon I simply go back to destroying Luise’s backdoor.

This time, instead of screaming she just whimpers continuously into the floor. The gurgles of the choking guard soon stop and I can enjoy myself to the end. After I cut off her hair for refusing to clean me she politely uses her mouth to clean off any vaginal juices, fecal matter and blood that she got on me.

“Don’t forget the balls.” I smile and pat her head.

-I always did prefer short haired girls…-

Luise limps behind me after I explain to her that she is to come with me to my room so we can keep enjoying ourselves some more. Unfortunately, more guards are waiting outside.

“We’re heroes. What we did is normal in our world,” I answer to their accusations at Luise’s appearance, “Tell them you enjoyed it.”

She lifts her head to look at me with dead eyes, her mascara running down her cheeks in black lines and her posture afraid “I… I... I did,” she stutters quietly and starts to cry again.

“See?” I act as if her behavior is the most ordinary thing in the world, “can we go now? Or would you like a turn?”

They look at me in surprise and at Luise in confusion.

“Please don’t,” she falls to the ground and crawls away while crying desperately, “Not again! Please! Please no more… please...”

-Shit…-

I feel the tip of a spear press against my neck and see the other two guards moving in on me.

Rape branch unlocked.

Strength +2

Death tree unlocked

Vitality +5

Homicide branch unlocked

Wisdom +2

One-hit Kill twig unlocked

Perception +1

Mana Stimulation level up!

Takedowns and Throws Mastery level up!

I press my head to metal bars blocking my way out of a small prison cell I was thrown into.

Looking at the time and seeing I have at least five hours to go I sit down with my back to the wall and try to get as comfortable as I can.

-It stinks in here, Jane. Sorry about yesterday… I was dead tired…- I think as I set the alarm on Elsa’s watch to two thirty in the morning.

-It’s okay. Although it seems that sleep carries with us when we reset. Otherwise, you’d be snoring already.-

The little tiredness I felt a moment ago was gone when her voice appeared in my mind. Hearing it crystal clear, and for the first time completely aware that it is not my own, I start to cry as a bittersweet feeling warms me from inside.