《Forced to Raise Yanderes for a Living》0.1 Happily Forever After? [Ending 1]
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Upon opening my eyes, I found myself once again, awakening in a familiar white room. "Ugh, you again..." I mumbled to myself in disgust.
The fickle goddess of the afterlife nervously stuttered in response. "W-W-Well hello to you too!" She looked down at her feet, sadly. "You're really not a nice girl, you know that?"
I rolled my eyes as I clicked my tongue in response. She pretended to not be bothered by my blatant rudeness as she continued.
"In any case, let's review your results, shall we?" She asked as she pulled up my status window.
Mission complete:
Reward - 1,000 points
Achievement List:
- Obtained magical abilities +100 points
- Started a fake rumour at school +100 points
- Attended a masquerade ball +100 points
- Got exiled +100 points
- Had consensual sexual intercourse with another transmigrator +5,000 points
"That brings your grand total up to 15,500 points." The goddess peaked her head out from the status window and smiled at me. "You may retire to the afterlife or keep transmigrating–"
"I'LL TAKE RETIREMENT, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!" I interjected, cutting the girl off angrily. I don't even have to think about my answer. I'm so over this transmigration business!
The goddess kept smiling even though she was clearly on the verge of tears once more. "Alrighty then." She responded through gritted teeth.
After fiddling with a couple of buttons on the status window, she exhaled before sitting back on her throne. "Your ideal afterlife appears to be that of a remote woodland retreat."
Eh, I was hoping for something more extravagant, but what can you do...
The goddess fluttered her lashes before gushing. "And it looks like you'll be able to spend eternity with your fated soulmates!" She looked at me with soft eyes before giggling to herself. "How romantic!"
Wait. Soulmates? "Hey, are you sure you have this right? I'm not sure I signed up to–"
"Farewell, Vicky!" The goddess waved as she picked up a new romance novel. "I hope you enjoy your new eternity, bye-bye!"
And just like that, everything faded to black. When I opened my eyes next, I was greeted with the sound of a flowing river stream.
The goddess' description was relatively accurate as all I could see was a twilight covered woodland forest populated by friendly forest animals. How fairytale-esque...
I guess this doesn't seem too bad. It was rather peaceful. I think I could calmly collect my thoughts and–
"VANA!" A voice shouted in glee as I was quickly tackled to the ground. Looking up, I was surprised to see a familiar face "I knew I'd see you again! We're soulmates after all!" Stefan squealed in delight.
Just as I was about to question him, I was suddenly enveloped in a deep kiss. As Stefan pulled out his fangs to teasingly glide against my lips, I felt my breath hitch.
"Hey, I'm getting kind of thirsty. Can I drink from you, just like the old times?" Before I could object, Stefan had already plunged his fangs deep into my neck.
As he sucked on my blood, he pulled me further into his embrace as he sat upright. Once he had his fill, he pulled away in a daze. "Vana's blood really is the best."
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Blushingly, Stefan licked me from the neck down to my collarbone. "Hey, I want to mark the rest of your chest with my fangs. That's okay, right?"
Just as Stefan moved towards the top of my exposed breast with a hungry and open mouth, I was quick to push him away. "NOOOO!" I protested. Once I was finally up on my feet, I made a quick run for it.
"Vana? Where are you going?" Stefan called out in confusion, but all he did was watch me run away from him without any fuss.
To my surprise, Stefan didn't even attempt to pursue me. I had no complaints with that since it gave me more than enough time to catch my breath.
As I leaned against the back of a tree, I tried to make sense of what just happened. But before I could even attempt to think things through, I was suddenly hoisted up over someone's shoulders.
"HUH?" I yelped. Craning my head around, I released an audible gasp. "LUKA?"
He didn't say a word, he just kept walking. Is he really going to remain silent? I can't tell if he's mad with me or not. I wanted to press him for answers, but I decided against it in the end.
Once we reached a nearby sturdy log, he gently placed me down on it. As I finally came face to face with him, I tried to read his face. But his current expression was completely indiscernible. It was as if he was experiencing a plethora of emotions all at once...
Eventually, his face went blank before he dropped his head to my knees to sob. "You're alive. You're really alive..."
As Luka continued to cry, his voice became shakier by the second. "That last image of you getting crushed was burnt into my memories for the longest time..."
Looking up at me hopefully, he cupped my hands tightly. "Never leave me like that ever again!" Luka pitifully demanded before pouncing on me to kiss me passionately.
I was nearly suffocated by his kiss as I started to claw at his back. He didn't budge. It wasn't until he was forcefully yanked off of me that I was finally freed.
As I sat up, I was taken aback by a large rose bouquet being suddenly dropped to my lap. "Do you like it, Vana?" A blushing Cyrus spoke up.
I looked up in alarm as I was suddenly enveloped in a tight embrace once more. "I picked it, especially for you. That's romantic, isn't it?" He asked me in reassurance.
I was at a loss for words. I didn't know what to say or how to react. Never in a million years did I think we'd be reunited like this. But Cyrus must have taken my silence as a good sign. It didn't take him long to follow in everyone else's footsteps as he leaned in to nibble on my ear.
I felt my cheeks flush as he toyed with me mercilessly. Tilting my chin up, he pulled me in for a kiss as he started to moan against my lips.
"Don't touch her!" Luka said as he grabbed Cyrus by the collar. The two stared each other down, growlingly, as they readied themselves for a fight.
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But the situation was swiftly defused as both of their heads were violently slammed against one another. "How annoying..." Cassius sighed.
A smile grew on Cassius' face as he looked down at me lovingly. "Vana. My Vana..." he said in a breathy voice full of longing. Cupping my face, he planted soft kisses on my cheek before seizing my lips.
So, this is it. I'm destined to spend eternity with all of my previous capture targets? I should've known. Why else would the goddess urge me to raise and take care of them!
As Cassius' hand moved further down to stroke my leg, I squealed in alarm. This is too much! Every second I'm being pounced on by a different person! I can barely keep up with this anymore...
"Hey, this isn't fair!" Stefan complained as he finally caught up to us. "I saw Vana first, so she belongs to me alone!"
Cassius pulled away from my face while still maintaining a tight grip on my waist. "You can't have her all to yourself." He explained as he rested his head on top of mine, soundly.
Stefan furrowed his brows as he tried to suppress his irritation. It was Cyrus' turn to speak up next as he wrapped his arms around my neck from the back.
"As long as I have Vana by my side, then I guess I can learn to share her." He said begrudgingly as he sucked on my ear once more.
Luka and Stefan looked at each other in clear jealousy. But neither protested. Luka was next to dust himself off before approaching me. I was taken aback by how he decided to seize my left leg.
Pulling my skirt up partially, he rubbed his face against my now exposed skin. "If this means we can keep Vana on a tighter leash then..." his grip on my leg grew tighter. "I guess this is okay."
Clicking his tongue, Stefan was last to give in as he stormed toward me. Seizing my hand, he started to suck on my fingers with a loud popping sound.
"I won't lose Vana to any of you!" He declared in a voice filled with determination. Uuuu... there's really no escaping from them any more!
...
Eternity really is a long-time. It's like every single day blends into one. Eventually, you lose track of time itself. How many years has it been since I've been confined here...?
"Mommy! Look! My fangs have started to grow in!" The bubbly fair-haired boy, said as he showed off his teeth to me.
All I could do was force a smile as I nodded along, "that's great, Damien. I'm sure your father would be proud."
Damien jumped up and down, giddy with excitement. "I'm going to go show him then!" The boy said before running off.
Sinking my shoulders to slouch, I was taken aback by the chain on my neck being suddenly yanked. "Why does Mommy have to wear this collar, daddy?"
Sitting upright in bed with a yawn, Luka stretched his arms out as he took the end of the chain from his son's hand. He then proceeded to nuzzle his head into the crux of my neck. "It's for mommy's own protection." He ruffled the lethargic boy's mousey head. "It would be bad if she got lost."
The boy nodded with a stoic expression as he accepted the answer without any hesitation. Just as I thought I'd have a peaceful morning; I was caught off guard by the sound of fighting in the next room over.
In annoyance, I yanked my chain from Luka as I got up from my bed to discover the cause of the commotion. "Cordelia. Diana. Knock it off already. Mommy really needs her beauty sleep!" I reprimanded them as I rubbed my temples in agitation.
Diana whipped her shoulder-length green locks around. "It's not my fault! Cordelia was trying to use her magic on me again!"
Cordelia's face went wide in surprise. "I did not! You started it!"
Ugh, I'm really not cut out for this parenting lifestyle. So, I looked up at Cyrus who was cooking breakfast, for assistance. "Cyrus, are you going to just ignore this?"
Cyrus turned around to face me with a smile. "I've been busy making food all morning. I was even going to surprise you with breakfast in bed!" Cyrus explained as he showed me the bowl of porridge.
I rolled my eyes as I took my seat at the table. As the two girls continued their wrestling match on the floor, a sleepy face poked his head out from my bedroom. "Keep it down. You're going to wake daddy up again."
The two girls stopped their fighting briefly to stick their tongues out at him. "Shut up, Vincent!" They said in unison.
As the front door to the lodge opened, we were all greeted by two familiar faces. "Where's my special girl?" Cassius asked with open arms.
"DADDY!" Cordelia cheered as she jumped into his arms. As he stroked her dark locks tenderly, Cassius slowly made his way towards me for a kiss.
Peering over his shoulder, I saw Stefan carrying Damien as he admired his newly developed fangs. If you told me, I'd have four kids with all of my capture targets. I would've never believed you. And yet, here we are.
As Diana sat at the table to eat breakfast with her father, I sighed as I prepared myself for yet another hectic day. "Have you felt any kicks yet?" Cassius asked as he went to touch my stomach.
Cordelia perked up in delight. "Am I getting a sister? I always wanted a little sister!" Cassius chuckled in response as he ruffled the young girl's head.
"You already have a little sister!" Diana argued as Cyrus tried to sit her down once more.
Whether or not this was the ending I had originally envisioned for myself didn't matter anymore. In my mind, this wasn't the worst possible outcome to exist. As long as everyone can coexist with each other, then that was fine with me.
I may be shackled to this house, but at least I didn't have to live in fear any longer. I was free to spend the rest of my days living here in leisure.
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