《Reincarnated as an Evil Harem God》


 Chapter 1: The Man Who Died With A Boner

    Chapter 1 - The Man Who Died With A BonerIt was a typical day, the construction site humming with the rhythm of hard work. The buzz of machinery and the occasional burst of laughter mixed with curses flying every few seconds¡ªjust the usual chaos. But that''s not why we''re here.


    Leaning against the steel beams, there was a young man, maybe twenty-five, twenty-six at best. His body was heavy-set, the kind that wore his weight like a badge of shame. A nasty burn scar marred his face, an ugly reminder of some misfortune, but his expression? It screamed, don''t you dare fuck with me. Maybe that''s why he was off on his own during break¡ªno one wanted to risk getting too close.


    A cigarette hung loosely from his lips, the smoke curling up into the air as he scrolled through his phone with irritation. He looked like a man on the edge of losing his shit, his focus solely on the screen in front of him.


    "Fuck, again? How many goddamn times do I need to roll to get that SSR hottie in this fucking gacha game?" he grumbled, taking a long drag of smoke, as if the nicotine could somehow soothe his temper. "Another 200 bucks, and I''m out. Done. This is the last time."


    Sweat trickled down his face¡ªnot from the heat, but from the gnawing desperation gnawing at him. This is it. My last shot. If I don''t get that damn hottie in a hundred rolls, I''m fucked. Mom''s gonna kick me out for stealing from her. No more chances, no more hiding. But fuck it, I''ll do it. Just one more time. The addiction had a tight grip on his thoughts, squeezing harder than any physical pain ever could.


    His fingers shook slightly as he adjusted the cigarette, one pull, then another. His eyes stayed glued to the screen. Roll after roll. The counter ticked closer, 99 pulls... only one more left.


    "Fuck! Come on, I don''t have money for the guaranteed pull!" His frustration boiled over. He kicked the steel beam hard enough to make it rattle, the vibrations running up his leg like a reminder of how quickly things were slipping out of his control.


    "Oi, oi! What the hell is that?" Suddenly, on his phone screen, a character flashed before his eyes, dazzling in bright, vivid colors. It was a woman, but not just any woman. She wasn''t animated¡ªshe radiated life. Every inch of her screamed perfection. Her beauty was beyond belief, each curve and line crafted to perfection, especially those juicy peaks. The moment his eyes locked on them, his body reacted instinctively, his thoughts spiraling to places he''d rather not acknowledge. His cock twitched as fantasies of what he could do with her flashed in his mind. He couldn''t help himself, a bead of drool escaping the corner of his lips.


    Is this some limited edition hottie? Holy shit, her tits are massive! Her crimson eyes, paired with that fiery red hair, gave her a seductive, almost dangerous aura¡ªexactly what I''m into. Damn, I''m rock hard just from looking at her. His mind raced, completely distracted by the image, and for a moment, he even forgot he was holding a cigarette.


    His body stiffened, his need growing. I gotta get to the bathroom. Fuck, I can''t focus on anything now... His eyes darted around, making sure no one was watching. He stumbled forward, his focus solely on the phone screen, completely oblivious to his surroundings. Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Watch out, you moron!" A shout sliced through his haze of desire, snapping him back to reality for a brief moment. He stopped in his tracks, but by then, it was too late. The cold sensation of metal sliced through the air, and his body froze as a steel pipe impaled him through the chest. The construction site around him seemed to slow, and for a split second, he realized¡ªI should have been more careful.


    The world faded quickly. His last breath was filled with a mix of disbelief and frustration, his erection still stiff, even in his final moments.


    The darkness engulfed him, leaving only the remnants of his thoughts behind.


    "Name, Ryan Wood..." A soft, melodious voice cut through the void. It was so gentle, it almost felt like it was caressing him, though Ryan wasn''t sure if he even had ears anymore. His form appeared to be nothing more than a floating blue light, adrift in an endless, glowing space.


    Who the hell is that? Where the fuck am I? Ryan couldn''t make sense of what was happening. He didn''t realize he was dead¡ªnot yet. His memory of his last moments was foggy, and in this strange, mysterious state, everything felt like it didn''t matter. There was no more pain, no more fear, just... calm.


    "Sex, male... Education, university degree... yet working as a construction worker? Pfft..." The voice chuckled, and Ryan could feel a warmth spread through him. If he had a heart, it would be racing now.


    "Let''s see what else... Masturbation addict, game addict, heavy smoker... but he didn''t drink, not even once¡ªcommendable, plus 10 points for that..." The voice continued, as if assessing him. But Ryan was too confused to make sense of it all.


    "He''s not a perfect candidate... But... I don''t get paid enough to care anyway, so whatever..." The voice trailed off, sounding almost indifferent.


    After the final words, a flash of brilliant light filled his vision. For a moment, Ryan felt weightless, disoriented, his body seeming to form itself out of nothing. As the sensation settled, his gaze immediately locked onto the figure standing before him.


    She was... unreal. Her beauty was perfection¡ªimpossibly perfect. Her figure was captivating: those breasts¡ªfull, round, and so tantalizingly huge¡ªher thighs thick and gleaming, just begging to be touched, and her face... My God, she could have been sculpted by the gods themselves. Ryan''s heart pounded, his body reacting instantly. His cock swelled in his pants, but it didn''t matter. He couldn''t take his eyes off her. She was like a goddess, and he was lost in her.


    The woman, standing with an air of cool indifference, glanced down at him. She was used to men like him, probably thousands of them. She didn''t seem to care that his lust was written all over his face¡ªshe''d seen it all before.


    "Welcome, Ryan, to the world between life and death. I could spend hours explaining your life and death, but honestly, I can''t be bothered, so just accept my offering," she said, her tone bored, as if she had better things to do. "I''m the Goddess of Life, Seraphina, blah blah blah. Go save the world, be the hero... Whatever. You''re the one who''s supposed to make it interesting."

 Chapter 2: The Harem God System

    Chapter 2 - The Harem God System"What? What kind of shitty goddess are you? And what hero, I don''t even want to be a hero!" Ryan lashed at her, finally shaking off his intoxication.


    "You¡ªYou dare speak to me like that?!" The goddess''s fiery crimson hair whipped wildly in the air, her eyes flashing with hurt. She had never been spoken to this way before. Ryan was the first. Men usually fell to their knees, begging to serve her forever, but this one¡ªthis asshole¡ªwas completely different.


    "So, am I dead or what?" Ryan paced the bright room, eyes scanning the endless white walls around him. The emptiness reminded him of an asylum, maybe even less comfortable. He muttered to himself, his mind already moving in a new direction. "So, this is a new world... okay, first thing, get strong. Is this like a game? No wait... this is reality, right... beauties... yes... that''s what I need..."


    "Listen, we''re not done talking¡ª" The goddess tried to stop him, but Ryan wasn''t hearing any of it.


    "Shut the fuck up! I''m trying to think here!" Ryan shouted, cutting her off, before returning to his usual self, trying to focus. He was beyond thrilled to escape the miserable life he had before. This was like a birthday present, in a way.


    "What audacity! And to think I was going to make you my hero..." The goddess scoffed, irritation clearly rising in her voice.


    "Hero? Fuck that! I hate those self-righteous pricks!" Ryan raised his arms, his voice a growl. "Make me a villain, let me live again¡ªin all my glory! I want to be the most evil motherfucker that ever lived. I''ll set the world on fire, and let them see me for who I truly am¡ªor make them kneel and make me their king! Whatever. Just give me some goddamn powers, like in those anime shows! You can do that, right?"


    The goddess paused, clearly annoyed but unwilling to stop him. "Ha! What a piece of shit... Fine, have it your way." She flicked her wrist lazily, sending a flash of bright white light toward him. "I don''t care anyway. The faster you''re out of here, the better."


    What she didn''t notice was the shadowed light that snuck in with the white, dark and quiet, unseen and unnoticed. It glided smoothly through the air, just out of her reach.


    "I shall grant you one wish to compensate for your... unfortunate death," the goddess muttered bitterly. "Name it, and it will be done."


    Ryan''s eyes gleamed with excitement, his heart pounding at the thought. "Anything?" His grin was wide, malicious. "Then make me someone who can fuck countless women and have a hundred wives! And you..." He leered at her, his tone thick with desire. "You''ll be my first."


    "Why the fuck would I ever¡ª"


    Before the goddess could react, a system window appeared before Ryan''s eyes, glowing crimson with dark energy.


    [Welcome Ryan Wood]


    [You are reading a message from the system of the chosen ones]


    [You are offered to become the Harem God]


    [Will you accept your fate?]


    [Yes/No]


    Ryan''s pulse shot up, his body reacting to the energy radiating from the screen, something dark and thrilling. His excitement surged through him, like fire running in his veins.


    "FUCK YES! I ACCEPT! GIVE ME THIS POWER!" Ryan shouted, his voice echoing through the white space. The goddess barely had time to process the words before the screen flashed again, almost faster than she could register.


    "Your wish, my lord, is mine to command..." A new voice echoed in the room¡ªcool, dark, and seductively calm. A woman with dark hair as black as night, dressed in a dangerously revealing black dress. Her body was impossible¡ªcurves that could make any man fall to his knees, and a face that demanded submission. The way she looked at Ryan made him feel small, as if he should be the one on his knees for her.


    Ryan''s cock hardened almost painfully as the woman''s presence washed over him. She was powerful, and she was here for him. Her green eyes, glowing with something ancient, sent a surge of desire through him. The air between them practically sizzled with chemistry.


    [This is a trial version before reincarnation. Please test it to your heart''s content]


    The system window flashed again, and Ryan''s entire body thrummed with power. He felt stronger than he''d ever been, like a different person altogether.


    "Now, now, please be calm, everything will be ready soon..." The woman¡ªNyxaria¡ªspoke, her voice low and smooth, like velvet laced with power.


    "Nyxaria, explain yourself! What are you¡ª?" Seraphina, the goddess of life, began forming a seal, trying to bind the newcomer with light. But before she could act, Nyxaria flicked her wrist, binding Seraphina''s hands behind her back with a force that left her gasping. Seraphina''s chest, already large, pushed forward as her clothes strained against her curves, making her breasts bounce rebelliously with each movement.


    Ryan watched with wide eyes, his breath shallow as lust coursed through him. He could feel himself growing harder, watching the goddess being subdued, helpless in the face of this mysterious woman.


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    [Goal: Make the Goddess of Life submit to you by any means]


    [Reward: A perfect reincarnation and a first wife]


    Ryan''s heart raced in his chest as his pulse spiked. "I accept... please, just let me..." His voice was thick with desire, unable to hide the lust as he looked at the perfect goddess in front of him¡ªher body vulnerable, ripe for the taking. She was like a little rabbit, and he was the wolf.


    A dark, powerful aura surrounded him, making his cock swell to its full length. The sensation was new, exhilarating. He felt as though he could fuck for hours, like nothing could stop him now.


    "Don''t you fucking dare touch me, you beast!" Seraphina screamed, but Nyxaria''s aura had already begun to take effect. The goddess''s resistance began to fade, her body softening under the dark energy, her mind swirling with dizziness as Nyxaria approached, slow and methodical. With one hand, she cast a spell over Seraphina, her fingers glowing with dark energy. With the other, she tore away the goddess''s clothes, revealing her naked body in an instant.


    Ryan''s eyes widened. His breath caught in his throat. What he saw was forbidden¡ªa goddess, stripped of her divine beauty, now completely at his mercy. Her curves, her smooth skin, the way her breasts swelled as she struggled¡ªeverything about her was intoxicating, and Ryan couldn''t look away. He felt a hunger in his chest, in his cock, that was unrelenting.

 Chapter 3: The Awkward First Move **

    Chapter 3 - The Awkward First Move **Ryan felt his body burning with desire, yet he had no clue what to do with the prize right in front of him. His entire life, he''d never been with a woman. No matter how massive his muscles were, no woman ever wanted him. He couldn''t understand why, but it never crossed his mind that smelling like shit from never showering might be a reason. But hell, Ryan was too shameless to give a damn about that. If no woman wanted him, he figured he''d just buy one. But who knows how that would''ve turned out...


    His hands moved to grab the soft, marshmallow-like breasts. Wow! he thought. I''ve never felt anything this soft before in my life. It''s like touching a cloud... this is so... He gulped, licking his lips. A primal urge surged within him; he wanted to lick those peaks, those beautiful pink nipples. He was so intoxicated by the sensation that he didn''t notice the painful expression on the goddess''s face. She was in agony; he was squeezing too hard, and his movements were clumsy. Not that she knew much better herself¡ªshe was a virgin, after all. That was the requirement, the fate of the Goddess of Life. But today, she would discover a world she''d never known before.


    Ryan could no longer hold back. He plunged in, his tongue tracing the soft, delicate nipples with an urgency that left no room for hesitation. As he moved, the pink nipples hardened beneath his touch, the sensation making his pulse quicken. But for Sepraphina, it was different. She could feel a heat unfurling deep within her, something foreign, something wrong¡ªbut why did it feel so right? The conflict in her mind was dizzying, her thoughts clouded by the intensity of his gaze. His eyes, burning with a hunger that was both familiar and new, made her question everything. She had wanted nothing to do with this, yet in that moment, she could not deny the fire igniting in her chest, consuming her with every lingering touch.


    Nyxaria watched from the side, her eyes narrowing as she shook her head. It felt like she was watching two children fumbling through something they didn''t fully understand. How boring. Time to raise the stakes.


    With her hips seductively swaying from side to side, she approached Ryan. Her fingers slid under his chin, gently lifting his face to meet hers. Her plum cherry lips moved closer to his, making time seem to stop in Ryan''s eyes. What is happening? It can''t be. Is this how I lose my first kiss? The kiss was unexpected. The sensation of her soft lips against his sent a gentle shiver through his body, but it also ignited something inside him¡ªa spark that burned hotter with each second. Her lips were soft and inviting, yet the way she kissed him was possessive, taking control in a way he hadn''t anticipated.


    As their lips parted, Nyxaria''s hand slid down his body, slipping into his pants. She found him already hard, but as her fingers curled around him, her lips curled into a sly smile. "Is this all you''ve got?" she chuckled softly, her breath warm against his ear. She paused, her fingers tightening around him, her voice dripping with amusement. "Only seven centimeters? How cute."


    The words stung, yet something darker smoldered beneath the teasing. Ryan''s heart pounded in his chest, a strange mix of shame, arousal, and something deeper stirring within him as he realized the way she held him, the way she controlled the moment, had him completely unraveling.


    "That won''t do..." Nyxaria''s hot breath brushed against Ryan''s neck, making him feel the heat tickling him, driving his senses into a madness he had never felt before in his life. Her palm gently moved up and down, each motion making Ryan''s mind feel so dizzy that it made him feel as if something was not right¡ªit was as if her hand was getting smaller...? His eyes tried to look down, to inspect the disturbance, but her mountain peaks grabbed all of his attention, distracting him from the task. S§×ar?h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Little did he know that his tiny friend was magically swelling in size. The black magic wrapped around it gently.


    [Size increase order placed]


    [Proceeding...]


    The little Ryan suddenly started to transform¡ªfrom seven centimeters to twenty-five centimeters long¡ªgrowing thicker and longer than before, making the woman''s hand look so small in comparison.


    "Holy shit! Is that mine?" Ryan''s eyes fell on the system screen that popped up in front of him, and he lost all focus on the woman, looking down instead. The once small friend of his was now brimming with power and dominance; it was as if the knight had been promoted to king, and now, it was Ryan''s reality. His confidence rose to the sky, shattering the boundaries he once felt. It was interesting to watch, as the man who had once been too afraid to touch a woman was now thinking about nothing else but how to pounce on the goddess before him. If someone were watching from the side right now, they would be able to see steam leaving his mouth with each exhale.


    A gentle moan¡ªmore of a giggle¡ªescaped the goddess''s lips, her black hair gently brushing against Ryan''s skin, making him feel thrumming with anticipation.


    "Do you like it? Mmm?" Her seductive voice sent a jolt through the man''s body, and he felt himself reaching his limits. That gentle palm was provoking him too much; the gentle moan that entered his ears only made it worse. He could no longer hold it, letting out his warm liquid, which flew through the air and landed on the naked body of the goddess of life, who was still chained by the thick, black chains.


    An electric jolt raced through Ryan''s scalp, sending a pulse of heat through his body. It was a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced¡ªlike a thousand volts of raw energy coursing through his veins, sparking something deep within him that he couldn''t control. No matter how many times he had masturbated in the past, nothing compared to this very moment. And to see the woman he wanted so much covered in his seed made his mind lose all control he still had as he slowly crept on his knees, approaching the goddess of life, taking in all of her curves and forbidden fruits he was ready to reap. The evil woman who created this whole situation watched intently. Her plan was going exactly as she wished, and soon, she would be able to enjoy the show of passion and heat.


    "Now... Ryan..." she said in a soft, alluring voice, whispering in his ear, "Claim her..."

 Chapter 4: First blood***

    Chapter 4 - First blood***Everything was moving so fast¡ªso fast, in fact, that Ryan''s poor mind, the many years of loneliness and the deep, hidden desires he had developed, exploded like a volcanic eruption. What am I doing? he thought. I''m about to have sex for the first time, am I not? His eyes flashed with understanding. He could feel his heart pounding loudly, and his buddy¡ªfully erect¡ªwas pulsing with something he had never felt before. Each second that passed resulted in a twitch, an uncontrollable need for the warmth of something dark and hot, a place it had never been before.


    His trembling hands moved on their own, wrapping around the waist of the goddess in front of him with wild, predatory force. Right now, he was a predator¡ªa hunting wolf, a true alpha. His strong arms pulled her in, and she let out a soft moan, a mix of surprise and desire, as their bodies connected. The heat between them intensified, their faces just inches apart, flushed from the overwhelming sensation, their breaths quickening as they both felt the electricity crackling between them.


    The goddess''s eyes trembled, giving him a frightened yet seductive look, like a lamb on the verge of slaughter. Her body stiffened, but her lips quivered with dark temptation. Her gaze was torn between fear and something deeper, something darker. Despite her hesitation, the lamb yearned to be devoured. Why do I feel like I need his touch so much right now?she thought. Is it my sister''s skill, or have I truly lost my mind, fallen for a mere mortal?


    Seraphina was caught in an internal conflict. Despite her fear of the man in front of her, every single touch, every breath, every look from him screamed I want you so much. It sent an electric shock through her, slowly but surely traveling down to her private areas, causing heat to build¡ªsomething so foreign, so human, so wrong, so sinful... But I want him... Her body betrayed her, and her river began to flow, leaking against her will.


    I should stop. No, I want it. This is what I''ve craved my whole life, but now... I''m not even in real flesh, and yet I''m about to do it. No... this isn''t how I wanted my first time to go... I should pull out while I still can. After all... I don''t know where to go from here. S§×arch* The ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Suddenly, inexperience hit him like a hammer to the chest, making Ryan hesitate for the first time that day. His arrogance, his desire¡ªall of it vanished in an instant. The deep, hidden trauma from his past resurfaced, making him want to run, just like all those times he was bullied as a kid.


    Noticing a shift in Ryan''s eyes, the goddess''s heart flashed with fear. She didn''t understand why, but she had a feeling that if she let him go now, there might not be another chance in the future. I don''t want him... but I crave him... no, that''s a filthy... smelly human. I can''t! And despite being dead, he still reeks like... has he ever showered before? Yet, why? Why did it make her feel so good? I will not let him go! Her breaths became rigid, her chest rising and falling. The look in her eyes blanked out. If someone were watching from the side right now, they might swear they saw hearts in her eyes, but it was all an illusion. The heat and desire she felt, however, were very real.


    This poor goddess, who had acted so mighty and aloof before, was now craving a human''s touch. She had completely lost control. The evil goddess watching from the side smirked with satisfaction. Yes... please... give in to your desires, you slut. Show the upper gods you''re unworthy of this position, show them how slutty you really are. She flicked her wrist, and the chains binding the Goddess of Life broke.


    What happened next was something Ryan, a man who had never been desired, had never experienced in his life.


    "Kiss me, you freaking coward!" A hot breath hit his face as two delicate, silk-soft hands wrapped around his hair and yanked him forward, breaking any thoughts of backing down. The embrace of soft lips, and a wet tongue that invaded his mouth, made him lose all sense. It felt as if his mind was about to explode. This sensation was a thousand times stronger than when the evil goddess kissed him. Her soft, marshmallow-like breasts, as big as mountains, pressed against his chest, making him feel like heaven itself had embraced him. Her soft thighs pressed against his, making his other self scream with desire, almost forcing Ryan to move in faster, urging him to explore her chamber of secrets.


    Yet, he didn''t know what to do as their tongues interlocked. His own tongue was stiff, like a rock, and it felt awkward to the goddess. It was more like licking a big lollipop instead of kissing, but in the moment, she didn''t care. Her soft tongue was so delicious to Ryan that it awakened something deep inside him once again.


    The two of them were locked in a fiery exchange of kisses, their bodies pressed even closer together. The seed that covered her body didn''t seem to bother Ryan¡ªno matter how smelly or sticky it was. They were already too far gone in the moment to notice anything external. And when their eyes opened again, the desire they both saw was the breaking point. The goddess herself wrapped her hand around Ryan''s massive tool, guiding it into her wet and hot embrace. She didn''t know why, but she couldn''t hold it anymore. It was no longer the wolf devouring the lamb; it was the lamb devouring the wolf. As her soft and moist lower lips welcomed Ryan''s entrance, giving him a green light, it resulted in a pained moan from Seraphina as her never-before-explored void was finally filled with the key that would unlock the worst of her desires.

 Chapter 5: Reincarnation***

    Chapter 5 - Reincarnation***"Ah...!"


    A pained moan escaped the delicate, plum-like lips of the goddess.


    It hurts so much... I can barely breathe... I-I didn''t expect it to be this big... if he moves too fast, I''ll die... this pain is unbearable.


    Her walls contracted around him, every muscle tightening in resistance as he slowly pushed forward. The pressure was overwhelming, yet somewhere deep inside, a strange warmth began to stir¡ªan unfamiliar heat, foreign yet irresistible. It felt so wrong... but so good at the same time, making her bite Ryan''s lips.


    She wasn''t prepared to take in something so large. Her inner walls retaliated, instinctively trying to push the invader out. Yet no matter how tightly they clenched, it stayed inside¡ªlike a king who had claimed his throne, immovable and unyielding.


    The tension showed in Ryan''s eyes, burning with desire. His length throbbed inside Seraphina, the heat between them almost unbearable. S~ea??h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This sensation... it''s too much... he thought. I can feel it pushing me out, and I''m not even all the way in... she''s too tight. What do I do now?


    His mind raced with forbidden desire, but he couldn''t ignore the tension in her body. He wanted to press forward, to claim her fully, yet her trembling form warned him to tread carefully. Her resistance wasn''t just physical¡ªit was a fragile sign of vulnerability.


    Still, his need burned fiercely. He wanted to conquer that chamber, like a warrior tasked with slaying a dragon¡ªa challenge he refused to back down from. Yet their movements slowed. One couldn''t push further, while the other felt as though fire scorched her insides¡ªa volcano threatening to erupt.


    "Please... keep... moving. I''m okay..."


    The goddess''s pained expression betrayed her lie, but for some reason, she wanted this man to feel good¡ªeven if she couldn''t.


    If he enjoys me... then I''ll be a good wife, right?


    It was her first thought influenced by the system, though she didn''t realize it yet.


    In their heated exchange, Ryan remained oblivious to the system''s glowing window, its shifting numbers unnoticed. His eyes were too focused on the crimson gaze before him¡ªon the goddess who filled his thoughts. Their lips stayed locked, bleeding from the soft yet desperate kisses they exchanged.


    The air grew thick with heat, the scent of lust filling the room as Ryan slowly resumed his movements.


    [Conquering 40% complete...]


    The system window pulsed with ethereal light, its progress bar inching forward.


    Seraphina''s breath quickened as every inch of him pushed deeper. The warmth inside her intensified, as if her very core was being set ablaze. Her heart pounded against her chest, and the musky scent of sweat made her mind spin, drowning her in sensation. Her hips, stiff with tension before, now moved on their own¡ªslowly guiding him deeper.


    Her body trembled in protest, yet something deeper urged her to yield.


    "Haa... Haa..."


    Panting sounds escaped her soft lips. The immense pain still gnawed at her insides, yet the deeper he pushed, the more her muscles relaxed.


    Why is my body reacting this way? she thought. I can feel it accepting him... this heat... it''s so intoxicating... I want him.


    "I want you more..." Her voice broke with a breathy moan. "Please... move faster... Nngh... don''t stop..."


    She bit his lips again, her muffled moans swallowed by Ryan''s desperate kisses. She didn''t know why her body craved him so much, yet it no longer mattered. The pleasure consumed her, drowning out reason and making her surrender to his every touch.


    Ryan''s hand slid down to grip her soft curves, pulling her deeper, almost using her body like a toy for his desire.


    The pristine white room was soon filled with breathless moans and the heavy scent of sweat. Their bodies moved in perfect rhythm despite their inexperience. Their lips refused to part, their passion making the air stifling.


    Even Nyxaria, seated nearby on a chair sculpted from mysterious white stone, found herself caught in the moment. Her flushed face betrayed her growing heat as she watched the pair writhe before her.


    Spreading her legs wider, she gave in to the tingling warmth stirring within. Her fingers wandered, exploring the wet and sticky desire that had pooled there.


    Good... very good... consume her... make her yours... Mmm~~ this is exactly what I like to see...


    The melodic voice rang in her mind, yet the two figures remained oblivious to the one-sided show unfolding behind them.


    Fck... this feels so good... my mind''s blanking out... her moans... I can''t hold back anymore... I need her... now.*


    "I want you too, Seraphina..."


    The moment her name left his lips, her walls clenched tightly around him, locking him in place. The sudden squeeze shot a tremor through Ryan''s body, making him feel as though a volcano was about to erupt.


    At the same time, Seraphina felt the swollen heat inside her throb and expand.


    "Wha¡ªwhat are you?!"


    "MMM~~!"


    The molten heat surged deep inside her, washing over her senses with a mind-numbing release. Her body convulsed as the pressure reached its peak, her inner walls tightening and milking every drop from him. Their moans merged, filling the room with sounds of satisfaction¡ªand only adding more fuel to the blazing fire they had ignited.


    "Haa... Haa..."


    Heavy panting replaced the moans as the two figures struggled to catch their breath. Ryan could feel her burning breasts pressing against his chest, her heated skin searing against his. Each ragged breath she took made her delicate body tremble against him.


    The goddess''s hand pressed weakly against his chest as if trying to steady herself. Her limbs felt powerless, her body drained from the sudden climax. Yet despite her weakness, her arms tightened around Ryan''s neck, clinging to him as though afraid to let go.


    And Ryan¡ªwho had, for the first time, tasted the warmth of a woman¡ªwanted nothing more than to continue.


    [Congratulations!][Conquering successful!]


    Suddenly, ethereal light washed over their entwined bodies. A glowing chain¡ªshimmering with an otherworldly aura¡ªwrapped around them, binding their souls together. In that moment, something new was born.


    A desire so deep, so intense, that it transcended mindless lust. It was love¡ªraw, powerful, and undeniable.


    [Proceeding with Reincarnation...]


    Ryan''s body jerked violently as a searing pain tore through him. His breath hitched, and an icy chill spread through his limbs as if his very soul was being wrenched from his body.


    "No! No, I want to stay here!"


    His desperate cries filled the room, his hand instinctively reaching for Seraphina. Her face twisted with panic, her crimson eyes wide with fear as she grasped at him.


    Yet before she could hold on, Ryan''s soul shot to the air in a flickering light that vanished through a tiny rift in the middle of the room.


    The glowing portal closed in an instant, leaving only two naked women behind.

 Chapter 6: Reawakening

    Chapter 6 - ReawakeningToday, the town of Lucenhold was brimming with life, the streets decorated in medieval architecture, their pavestones carved from the most expensive stone, polished to shine under the morning sun. The stalls that lined the sides of the streets overflowed with goods¡ªfreshly baked bread, rich wine sealed in elegant glass bottles, and delicately crafted ornaments that seemed to capture the soul of their artisans¡ªnot to forget the shimmering medieval-style armors and swords that hung proudly from the displays, each one radiating the aura of adventure, promising power to those bold enough to wield them. The houses, their design reminiscent of Bavarian-style architecture, were adorned with vibrant flowers and flags of red and yellow, with a brilliant sun emblem gleaming proudly at their center, a symbol of the Solandis Kingdom''s light and strength. It was a celebration unlike anything the capital had ever seen before, and it was all for one reason¡ªthe birth of a new hero.


    This hero, a young man named Sylvaris Elyndor, was no ordinary individual. He belonged to the noble Elyndor family¡ªthe protectors of the world and the empire for thousands of years¡ªa family that had produced the finest warriors, the strongest defenders of humanity, and the bravest of heroes, their bloodline flowing with a unique holy power said to have been gifted by the gods themselves.


    And today, Sylvaris stood proudly atop a podium of dark redwood, richly decorated with gold and silver, while a crimson silk carpet paved the way to the elevated platform where he overlooked the lively town square. His face was filled with joy, warmth, and kindness¡ªa look that seemed to radiate peace, one that made him appear exactly as a hero should be¡ªa beacon of hope in a world threatened by darkness. Though his journey had yet to begin, his name was already etched into the hearts of the people, and at just seventeen years old, Sylvaris had already reached Level 20¡ªa remarkable feat in a world where experience was gained by slaying monsters, as if life itself followed the rules of a game.


    Raising his arm with a graceful yet commanding gesture, Sylvaris signaled for the crowd to quiet down, and almost instantly, the once deafening noise of cheers and applause softened to a low murmur, leaving only the sound of the wind brushing through the colorful banners above. His smile, warm yet carefully perfected, lingered on his lips as his golden eyes swept across the sea of expectant faces below, his gaze holding an aura of divinity that seemed to bathe the crowd in gentle warmth. His dark black hair, long yet neatly styled, framed his face like the portrait of a saint¡ªa symbol of everything a hero should be.


    His family sat nearby¡ªhis parents and siblings, the very foundation of the Elyndor legacy¡ªall proudly seated alongside the king and his royal family, their elevated chairs positioned like thrones upon a higher platform. The king himself, accompanied by his sons and daughters, wore a warm smile, watching the grand ceremony unfold before his eyes.


    "Friends, family, visitors, and citizens of the kingdom!" Sylvaris''s voice rang clear and powerful, reaching every corner of the square. "I am so proud to stand here today. It fills my heart with warmth to declare that today, I, the fourth son of the noble Elyndor family, Sylvaris Elyndor¡ª!"


    Suddenly, his voice faltered. A sharp gasp escaped his lips, and his hand shot to his head as if a dagger had pierced through his skull. Panic spread across the faces of the crowd like wildfire, and whispers filled the air. S§×arch* The ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But before anyone could act, Sylvaris lifted his hand once again, signaling for calm, though his fingers trembled as though he could barely control them. His eyes, normally steady and bright, now seemed distant, his gaze fixated on something unseen¡ªsomething only he could perceive.


    Before him, a golden system window¡ªone only visible to him¡ªshimmered in the air, its familiar glow suddenly distorted, as if the very code behind its design was being rewritten.


    [Name: Sylvaris Elyndor]


    [Class: The Holy Savior ----- Error -----]


    [Level: 20]


    [HP: 645 /645]


    [MP: 309 /309]


    [Strength: 87]


    [Magic: 85]


    [Agility: 71]


    [Intellect: 59]


    [Defense: 83]


    [Special Skills: ----- Error -----]


    [----- Rewriting System -----]


    [----- Uploading Memories -----]


    [----- Please wait -----]


    [----- 50% complete -----]


    His mind spun as the pain surged through him¡ªan overwhelming agony that pounded against his skull like a hammer of molten iron, each strike threatening to shatter his very consciousness. His entire body burned, as if magma coursed through his veins, setting his muscles ablaze with searing heat.


    [--- 80% complete ---]


    The golden window flickered, its hue turning dark red, shadowed with streaks of black, while faint traces of gold clung stubbornly to the corners as if fighting to maintain its former glow.


    What''s happening to me?!


    The memories came next¡ªforeign yet hauntingly familiar, images that rushed through his mind like a relentless storm. Faces he didn''t recognize yet knew intimately, battles he had never fought yet remembered vividly, and knowledge of powers far beyond what this world should possess.


    [---- 95% complete ----]


    That''s right... How could I have forgotten? For seventeen years... I believed their lies, followed their false teachings, trusted this family of hypocrites... Hahaha... what a fool I''ve been... But now... now I''m back!


    A twisted grin curled on his lips, sharp and unnatural, the kind of smile that didn''t belong on a face once known for kindness.


    "Brother, are you okay?!"


    Lucerian Elyndor, the eldest of the five sons¡ªa noble hero in his own right¡ªrushed to Sylvaris''s side, his eyes filled with concern. Yet something felt... wrong. His little brother, so warm and gentle before, had never worn such a disturbing smile.


    [---- Rewrite 100% complete ----]


    [---- Activating Harem God System ----]


    [---- Welcome Back, Ryan Wood ----]


    [---- Would you like to keep your old name or adopt a new one? ----]


    I''ll keep my new name... Sylvaris thought, his twisted smile growing wider. I don''t want to hear my old name ever again... That name was a curse. But now... my paradise begins...


    [---- Very Well... ----]


    The system''s window suddenly flashed, making Sylvaris''s eyes widen with a pleasant surprise.

 Chapter 7: The Alluring Princess and the New System

    Chapter 7 - The Alluring Princess and the New SystemSylvaris''s eyes narrowed as he carefully scanned the new system window, determined not to miss a single detail:


    [Name: Sylvaris Elyndor]


    [Class: The Holy Savior]


    [Class: Harem God]


    [Class: Void Bringer]


    [Level: 20]


    [HP: 645 /645]


    [MP: 309 /309]


    [Strength: 87]


    [Magic: 85]


    [Agility: 71]


    [Intellect: 59]


    [Defense: 83]


    [Special Skills:]


    >Devour (Beginner)


    >Darkness Spear (Beginner)


    >Aura Absorption (Beginner)


    >Manipulation (Beginner)


    >Cleanse (Intermediate)


    >Holy Blessing (Intermediate)


    >Void Blast (Beginner)


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    [Special Talents:]


    >Body of a God: The user is capable of housing multiple classes in one body


    >Charm


    >Separate System exclusive for Harem Control(Tap to open)


    Holy shit... I can''t even finish reading everything... There''s more... I need to scroll down... but this... this is amazing! His fingers twitched with excitement, his thoughts racing with chaotic glee. This body was already powerful and talented, but now... now with two new classes... I''ll be unstoppable... hahaha!


    Sylvaris clenched his fists tightly, feeling the strength surge through him¡ªa powerful sensation unlike anything he''d felt before, as if his very bones had been reforged in molten steel and his muscles stretched by an endless surge of energy just waiting to explode. A wild, twisted laugh nearly escaped his lips, but somehow, he managed to suppress it, forcing himself to maintain the carefully crafted smile that had charmed the crowd moments before. Yet no matter how much he tried to control his expression, his eyes betrayed him¡ªgleaming with an unsettling intensity, a spark of madness that lingered beneath his gaze.


    "I''m okay, elder brother," he said, his voice warm yet strained, the smile on his face feeling heavier than before as he pushed Lucerian''s arm away¡ªrougher than intended. Lucerian''s brows furrowed, his concern deepening, but before he could speak, Sylvaris quickly followed up, flashing a softer smile that seemed to reassure him.


    "Take a break if you need," Lucerian said with a warm smile of his own, though his lingering stare showed unease, as though he couldn''t shake the feeling that something was off. With a final pat on Sylvaris''s shoulder, Lucerian turned away, heading back toward their parents to calm their worried expressions.


    Sylvaris exhaled deeply, allowing his shoulders to loosen as he turned his gaze back to the crowd, their eyes still fixed on him, waiting in silence.


    "As I said before... ha¡ª" He nearly laughed aloud, the sheer absurdity of his situation threatening to overwhelm him. "Sorry," he muttered under his breath before raising his voice once again. "As I said before, I will save this world from the Demon Lord!"


    The crowd erupted into cheers, their applause booming through the streets as if heaven itself had answered their prayers. The air vibrated with energy, banners rippling wildly in the wind, and the deafening roar of the citizens celebrating what they believed to be the coming of a savior shook the ground beneath his feet.


    Fools... ahaha... Sylvaris''s smile widened, his eyes scanning the masses with a twisted sense of satisfaction. I''ll save the world, alright... but not the way you expect. I won''t just kill the Demon Lord... I''ll replace him. I''ll take this world for myself... no... I''ll become something greater¡ªI''ll become the god who rules it all... and every single woman in this world will kneel at my feet... hahaha!


    His gaze wandered higher, to the king''s platform, where his eyes locked onto the eldest daughter of the royal family. Her elegant frame, long flowing hair, and enchanting curves held a magnetic allure that instantly captivated him. Her delicate yet confident smile was enough to make his heart race¡ªnot from romance or affection, but from the overwhelming desire to claim her as his first conquest.


    And you... my princess... Sylvaris''s smirk deepened, his gaze sharpening like a predator stalking its prey. You will be my first target... and soon... you''ll be mine.


    Her figure was flawless¡ªgraceful yet commanding, her body shaped like a sculptor''s masterpiece. She appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, yet despite her beauty and noble status, Sylvaris knew she was still a virgin. She was a self-reliant princess, one who spent more time outside battling monsters than attending to her royal duties, a woman who carried the pride of a warrior rather than the vanity of a pampered royal.


    She''ll be a hard nut to crack, Sylvaris mused, a wicked grin tugging at his lips. But that''s alright... I have all the time in the world, and I love a challenge. The harder the challenge, the sweeter the fruit... hahaha...


    His lustful gaze traveled down her body, greedily drinking in her curves. Today, she wore a white silken dress¡ªmodest at first glance, its flowing fabric draping down to her ankles¡ªbut a delicate cut along the side revealed just a hint of skin, a teasing glimpse that only fueled his hunger. Yet even that small exposure couldn''t hide the fullness of her thighs and the generous curve of her hips¡ªperfect for breeding, Sylvaris thought with twisted satisfaction.


    Her skin was flawless, as smooth as porcelain, and her chest... those F-cup breasts were like forbidden nectar, a sweet temptation that called to him like honey draws a bear. He could already imagine his hands gripping them, his mouth exploring them, his teeth teasing the delicate nipples until her breath hitched and her body surrendered to him. And those lips¡ªsoft and plump¡ªwere made for sinful kisses, the kind that would leave her breathless and begging for more.


    But it wasn''t just her body that captivated him¡ªit was everything about her. Her silver eyes gleamed with defiance, like a warrior daring the world to challenge her, and her golden hair shimmered with a silken glow, cascading down her back like a holy crown. To Sylvaris, she was no ordinary princess¡ªshe was the holy empress, the divine treasure that no man dared to claim.


    And me? Sylvaris grinned. I''ll be the evil god who takes what''s forbidden... that which no man is worthy to touch... but luckily for me, I have a status I can abuse. Pretending to be a hero will let me get close to the royal family... and all of their perfect daughters...


    His thoughts shifted to the youngest of the king''s daughters¡ªa delicate girl of only fifteen. Tsk... that one needs to grow up... but the others... His grin widened. The others are of age... and they''re all ripe for the picking... hahaha...


    Even as heat stirred beneath his robes, Sylvaris knew better than to let his impulses get the better of him¡ªnot yet, at least. He reminded himself to stay calm, to play his cards carefully, for now his role as the kingdom''s hero was far too valuable to risk.


    In every coming-of-age ceremony, the chosen hero was required to place his hand on the Holy Book¡ªa sacred artifact said to reveal the hero''s holy power and measure their true talent.


    Turning to the king, Sylvaris knelt, lowering his head in a display of respect, his face a perfect mask of noble virtue as he awaited the king to approach with the book.


    Let''s see what my talent is... I hope it''s at least S-rank... haha!

 Chapter 8: The hope of humanity or the hidden disaster?

    Chapter 8 - The hope of humanity or the hidden disaster?The king stood with an air of authority, his resplendent golden and crimson robes draping over his powerful frame, commanding the very space around him. His presence alone seemed enough to quiet the air itself. In his hands, he held a book ¡ª a seemingly ordinary tome, its weight appearing no more than that of a feather when viewed from the side.


    Yet in truth, the book weighed over a ton ¡ª a staggering burden masked by the king''s effortless grip. After all, this man was one of the most powerful figures in the entire empire ¡ª a man whose strength defied reason itself. Sear?h the N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    This uncle must be on steroids or something... Whatever he''s smoking, I want that as well... Sylvaris laughed inside. He had heard tales about the book from his mother, and knew its weight.


    The book''s leather cover gleamed brilliantly, radiant as the sun, and its glow seemed to ripple like waves of heat rising from scorched earth. Strange, intricate runes sprawled across its surface, their patterns weaving a language that transcended understanding. Something about those shifting symbols unsettled Sylvaris though. It was the way they danced beneath his gaze, as though whispering secrets only the dead could comprehend.


    The longer he stared, the deeper it seemed to pull him in. The book''s presence reached beyond the physical realm, latching onto something far more intimate, his soul. His gaze remained locked, and for a fleeting moment, he felt as if his very essence teetered on the brink of being sucked away ¡ª trapped in the pages of that cursed tome, an eternal prison where no light could ever reach.


    Yet strangely, that lingering dread didn''t frighten him. On the contrary, he welcomed it with open arms ¡ª that suffocating presence washing over him like a twisted warmth.


    "Haha! Good child! Your courage is formidable!"


    The king''s sudden laughter burst like thunder, his booming voice shaking the air and silencing the crowd in an instant. Breath hitched in their throats as they turned toward him, wary and unsettled.


    And who could blame them? The king''s sheer presence ¡ª tall, broad, and layered with muscle that seemed carved from stone ¡ª exuded power. His frame resembled that of a seasoned warrior, a fortress of strength that seemed capable of crushing a man''s spirit without ever lifting a blade.


    Sylvaris was no stranger to strength ¡ª well-built in his own right ¡ª but with the leaner frame of a seventeen-year-old still growing into his power, he knew he was no match for a man in his prime... let alone this man.


    The king''s sharp gaze lingered on Sylvaris before his heavy hand landed on his shoulder, the grip firm yet strangely reassuring.


    "Get up, Sylvaris Elyndor!" the king commanded.


    His voice carried an undeniable weight ¡ª one that seemed to bypass Sylvaris''s mind entirely. His body moved on its own, legs obeying before he could even process what was happening. A cold chill crept down his spine.


    What the hell...? Panic stirred in his chest.


    Who is this old man? Sylvaris thought uneasily. I must be wary of him... If I reveal my intentions now, he''ll crush me without hesitation. Hell, he might just eat me alive. Damn it... I want to be a villain, but to wreck havoc, I need power first...


    The crowd watched in silent tension, their eyes fixed on Sylvaris. This was a defining moment ¡ª the very second his hand touched the book would shape not just his fate... but possibly theirs as well.


    "Place your hand on the Book of Fate," the king declared, his tone like iron. "And your path in this world will be revealed. Will you rise as a hero, destined to slay the Demon Lord and cleanse this world of filth?"


    Cleanse? You''d be the first I''d wipe off the map, you old fool... Sylvaris''s gaze darkened as he stared at the king''s proud expression. Look at you, standing there like you''re untouchable... Let''s see how smug you are when your daughters and wife warm my bed soon, hahaha!


    He nearly laughed at the thought. The twisted nature of Ryan still lingered within him ¡ª that same cruel, egotistical craving to watch others suffer. It was part of him and frankly, he had no intention of changing.


    "Or," the king continued, "will you follow your brothers and aid them in their journey?" With those final words, the king''s fingers uncurled from the book, leaving it to hover weightlessly in the air.


    "Now... place your hand on it already..." The king rushed.


    Sylvaris exhaled softly, masking his nerves behind a faint smile. He had lived for seventeen long years in this world, learning its history. Even before his true memories returned, he knew this ceremony''s significance.


    This was the moment that would define his strength, his potential, and just how long he''d have to keep up his miserable hero facade before he could finally tear off the mask and wreak havoc across the world.


    The crowd also held their breath. The king''s sharp eyes never wavered, fixated on Sylvaris. His parents, siblings, and even the empire''s elite stood frozen, each silently praying for a result no lower than S rank ¡ª the second highest rank in existence.


    After all, the highest had not appeared since the fall of the Demon Lord nearly twenty thousand years ago.


    With slow, deliberate motion, Sylvaris pressed his palm against the book.


    The moment his skin touched it, the book snapped open with a deafening crack. His hand jolted upward, locked in place above the pages as though an unseen force had seized him.


    A golden beam erupted from the book''s center, piercing the sky with such brilliance that the clouds themselves seemed to retreat in awe. Holy light cascaded down, bathing Sylvaris in radiant gold.


    Gasps rippled through the crowd and jaws hung open in stunned silence. Never in the history of the Solandris Kingdom had anything like this ever occurred.


    The moment when the golden pillar faded, something even more astonishing followed. From the glowing pages, radiant letters ¡ª forged from pure golden light ¡ª ascended high into the sky. They soared upward until they reached nearly a hundred meters, each character towering fifty meters wide, shining like divine symbols carved by the heavens themselves.


    "What... is happening?" The king''s voice faltered, disbelief twisting his features. The letters had never risen so high before ¡ª nor had they ever shone so fiercely.


    The first letter appeared ¡ª an E ¡ª before shifting rapidly to D. The symbols danced and flickered, their glow intensifying until the letter S ignited with a faint crimson hue.


    "S rank! S rank!" The crowd erupted in celebration, their cheers shaking the air.


    But the glow didn''t stop.


    The trembling S quaked violently ¡ª then, in a sudden burst of brilliance, a second S blazed beside it, this one shining even brighter with crimson edges that seemed to bleed into the sky itself.


    "Legendary rank..." The king''s knees hit the ground, his face pale and unreadable ¡ª yet his heart thundered with indescribable joy. "This... this is a miracle."


    Sylvaris''s father staggered back, his eyes wide with disbelief. "This... this can''t be possible... he doesn''t have..." His voice cut off as his wife seized his arm, her sharp glare silencing him.


    "Don''t," she warned, her voice low and firm. Whatever secret lingered within their family, even Sylvaris had no idea.


    But before anyone could celebrate the earth beneath their feet trembled violently.


    A jagged crack tore across the ground. Darkness oozed from the gap like black tar before surging upward in a towering pillar of shadow. The inky mass shot into the sky and collided with the book, mixing with the golden light.


    The radiant letters quivered and then they began to shake violently once more.


    The book, once bathed in divine brilliance, now shuddered beneath the suffocating weight of encroaching shadows. That holy glow fused together with a sinister darkness creating something abnormal...

 Chapter 9: SSSSSS Rank? What the hell is that?

    Chapter 9 - SSSSSS Rank? What the hell is that?The very air trembled, rippling with a suffocating pressure that seemed to press down on the crowd like an invisible hand. Each passing second, the demonic beam of light surged higher, its oppressive presence growing heavier. Breath became harder to draw, and one by one, people began to fall to their knees, their bodies betraying them under the crushing weight of that unnatural force.


    It wasn''t just the common folk ¡ª even the royal court, nobles and knights alike, were forced to collapse, their faces pale and drenched in sweat. Whatever this power was, it dominated not just the body, but the very soul itself, a presence so overwhelming that it demanded submission through pure fear.


    I don''t like where this is going... Sylvaris gritted his teeth and tried to pull his hand away from the book, but no matter how hard he strained, it felt as though his palm had fused to the pages. His fingers wouldn''t budge. His arm refused to respond. No matter what he tried... there was no escape.


    The swirling darkness coiled with the lingering golden light, the two forces twisting together in a chaotic dance ¡ª a twisted harmony that seemed impossible yet unstoppable. And then, from the sky, something new appeared.


    A black and white letter formed beside the blazing SS, stark and unnatural in its balance ¡ª and then another quickly followed.


    The king ¡ª the only man still standing, though clearly straining against the invisible pressure ¡ª stared in disbelief. sea??h th§× Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "SSSS... what..." His voice trailed off, lost in stunned confusion.


    But it didn''t stop there. No matter how absurd the scene seemed, no matter how impossible this revelation should have been ¡ª the surge of power only intensified.


    Suddenly, crimson waves erupted from Sylvaris''s body ¡ª raw, potent energy that pulsed in violent bursts. The rippling waves twisted through the air, their presence unmistakable even to the naked eye. The energy howled like a roaring wind, slamming into the crowd with force strong enough to stagger those still standing.


    But that wasn''t the worst part.


    The moment the crimson waves touched the bystanders, their clothes began to disintegrate ¡ª dissolving like ash caught in a breeze. Panic exploded across the gathering.


    Screams filled the air as women frantically tried to cover their exposed bodies, their faces crimson with embarrassment. Men scrambled in desperation to conceal themselves, their awkward attempts doing little to mask their humiliation. The once-proud audience, who had gathered to witness a grand awakening, now fled in disgrace, rushing back to their homes in a chaotic blur of flailing arms and hurried footsteps.


    Yet amidst the chaos, Sylvaris stood frozen, his eyes locked on the king''s family. His gaze lingered far too long on the king''s daughters and wife ¡ª their flawless skin, alluring curves, and delicate features burning themselves into his mind.


    My god... Sylvaris''s gaze swept across the exposed figures before him, lingering far too long where it shouldn''t. His twisted grin widened as his eyes devoured every curve, his thoughts growing darker with each passing second.That family really is blessed...


    His gaze drifted to the youngest daughter ¡ª but he clicked his tongue in irritation. Tsk... too young... not my taste. But the others... His lips curled as he shamelessly drank in the sight of the older daughters ¡ª their bodies flawless, their figures enough to stir sinful ideas in even the most disciplined mind. His gaze clung to their soft curves and pink pussies and nipples that they so desperately tried to cover, his breath growing heavier as his thoughts twisted deeper.


    And the queen... Damn. Age hadn''t dulled her beauty; it had refined it, giving her an aura of elegance that only added to her allure. His mind spiraled ¡ª wicked fantasies clawing their way into his thoughts, feeding that gnawing hunger that festered within him. He could already imagine himself fucking each and every single one of them in the future.


    His fingers twitched, and an uncomfortable heat swelled in his cock. One day... one day, they''ll be mine... The thought clung to him like a shadow ¡ª dark, predatory, and relentless.


    His twisted thoughts stirred to life, and despite the pressure still clinging to his body, a wicked grin stretched across his face.


    Now that''s a view worth remembering... He licked his lips in satisfaction.


    Suddenly, a powerful BOOM thundered from Sylvaris''s body ¡ª like a war drum reverberating through the earth. His attention shifted to the letters hung in the sky. Energy surged upward once more, traveling through the book in a final crescendo.


    In the sky, two crimson letters appeared beside the others ¡ª SSSSSS ¡ª six blazing symbols glowing with an intensity that seemed to burn the heavens themselves.


    What the hell is that? SSSSSS Rank?! Even Sylvaris was shocked, his eyes trembling as he looked at the letters in the sky.


    The air hung heavy with disbelief.


    "That''s... impossible..." someone from the royal court muttered, but no one dared speak louder.


    The king, however, barely registered the chaos around him. The screams, the panic, the ruined ceremony ¡ª none of it mattered to him right now. His eyes remained locked on the sky, his mind racing with the possibilities.


    With that power... the world will be mine.


    The king''s lips curled into a smile ¡ª one filled with ambition and greed. He knew that no matter what it took, no matter what Sylvaris desired... he would give it all to him. For with power like this, Sylvaris would become the key to ruling the world ¡ª and the king would ensure that key remained in his grasp.


    But not his parents ¡ª oh no.


    While the nobles and royal court stood in awkward silence, their bare bodies still exposed from the chaotic aftermath, Sylvaris''s mother and father barely seemed to notice. They didn''t flinch, didn''t scramble to cover themselves like the others. Their eyes remained fixed on their son ¡ª cold and sharp, burning with something far darker than disappointment.


    Hatred.


    No one could tell what was running through their minds, but behind his back, Sylvaris''s father gripped a dagger tightly, his fingers curling around the hilt with unsettling purpose. His knuckles turned white, and his arm trembled ¡ª not from fear, but from the strain of holding himself back.


    Had Sylvaris known what lingered behind those once-familiar eyes ¡ª had he seen the sharp blade ¡ª he would have been shocked. After all, he had always believed himself to be their pride and joy ¡ª the favored child they adored above all others.


    But whatever love once existed had vanished, leaving behind nothing but cold steel... and a father''s grim resolve.

 Chapter 10: Shameless King

    Chapter 10 - Shameless KingThe entire town was caught in chaotic suspense.


    While some whispered in dark corners, plotting how to kill Sylvaris before his power grew out of control, others schemed to lick his boots, desperate for a chance to rise in rank by aligning themselves with the new hero. The town was now fractured, split between those who feared Sylvaris for the unknown, those who believed in his strength, and those who glimpsed something far darker lurking beneath it all.


    "Excellent! Magnificent!" The king''s voice boomed, his face twisted in blind excitement, his eyes gleaming with greed.


    His mind had fixated on only one thing: the rank. To him, Sylvaris''s impossible awakening wasn''t a threat, but a blessing. The sheer power radiating from the boy felt like a key that could unlock victories and carve new borders for his kingdom. He couldn''t see the bigger picture, the danger of nurturing a force he might never be able to control.


    But the king believed he already had a solution. He smiled to himself, a wicked plan forming in his mind. Sylvaris would need a reason to stay loyal, and the king knew exactly what to offer. After all, he had daughters, and however many Sylvaris desired, he would gladly hand them over if it meant gaining a man powerful enough to conquer entire nations in the kingdom''s name. He envisioned a new golden age built upon blood and conquest, with Sylvaris leading the charge and himself reaping the rewards.


    Some would argue that the true demons of this world weren''t the ones with claws and horns.


    Because of that greed and blinded by ambition, the king didn''t even notice his trusted friend swaying loosely between his legs. The embarrassing sight left many maidens covering their eyes, their faces burning crimson. The king, still oblivious to his own humiliation, marched straight to Sylvaris, clapped a hand on his shoulder, and grinned as if the kingdom had already claimed victory.


    It was a disturbing sight, one that many would later call the most shameful day in the kingdom''s history.


    "Your Majesty... your clothes..." Sylvaris scratched his head awkwardly, barely able to mask his discomfort. He knew the chaos was his fault, yet the reason behind it still eluded him.


    Could it be... the Harem God system? His thoughts spiraled. If that''s true... does that mean I can undress women with just a look?


    A grin curled at the corner of his lips, a wicked thought already blooming in his mind with no limit when it came to his desires.


    "My clothes?" The king muttered. Then it clicked.


    He looked at Sylvaris, who stood there fully dressed, and then down at himself. His eyes widened in confusion as a chilly gust swept between his legs, a sharp reminder of his humiliating state. The icy breeze teased his exposed skin, and he suddenly became painfully aware of the awkward stares surrounding him.


    His gaze shifted across the square. No matter where he looked ¡ª nobles, guards, merchants, and commoners ¡ª every single person was standing or kneeling in the middle of the town square, stripped bare. Their clothes had vanished without a trace. Some crossed their arms over their chests, others huddled together, their faces red with mortified shame. The grand square, once a place for festivals and celebrations, now felt like a pitiful gathering of fallen pride and broken dignity.


    What a way to say "Imagine everybody is naked in front of you" to gain some confidence... Sylvaris mused darkly, fighting to contain his laughter. His shoulders shook from the effort. He knew one slip would cost him dearly.


    During all of this, he didn''t even care to glance at his own brothers or sisters. He wasn''t interested in their affairs. No matter how much he hated those arrogant bastards, all born from the other mothers, Sylvaris had learned to ignore their presence. After all, his father was a noble knight, housing a harem of his own that Sylvaris secretly respected. Yet he knew there was more beneath the surface. Competition for power thrived in the family, and the one with the most strength would inevitably become the next head. In this case, that person was him.


    Sylvaris''s eyes briefly landed on his father, who stood gripping his mother''s waist, one arm wrapped protectively around her while the other remained concealed behind his back. Sylvaris didn''t understand why, but he never suspected his father to harbor ill intent toward him. He had always believed that bond to be unshakable.


    And then his gaze shifted to his stepmothers in the background. Their alluring figures, perfectly rounded in all the right places, made him feel a bit heated. Yet he knew they were loyal, far from easy targets, and for now, he didn''t believe in his skills. S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Some fruits are better left to ripen... he thought darkly. They''ll taste sweeter in the future.


    "What the hell happened here?!" The king''s booming voice shattered the awkward silence, jolting Sylvaris from his thoughts. Yet he didn''t fear the king. He could simply say it was an accident, something mysterious enough to blame on the book. An innocent fault of the ceremony, one might say.


    "Your Majesty, this child is cursed! Look! Look at what he has done!" One of the nobles, an Esmarion, stepped forward. Her family had always feuded with the Elyndors, and she seized this opportunity without hesitation. It was a twenty-year-old girl with pure black hair and piercing golden eyes, she stood tall despite being completely exposed. With no hint of shame, she strode up to the podium, her ample curves bouncing with each step.


    "This beast... this bastard! I do not accept someone like that as a hero!" she shrieked, her finger stabbing toward Sylvaris. Her chest bounced violently, yet Sylvaris''s gaze followed each movement like a trained assassin, tracking each sway and curve. Whatever angry words she spat meant nothing to him. His mind was far too occupied with her other ''features.''


    "Calm down, child," the king interjected, raising a hand. "I can vouch with my own prestige that this was no fault of young Sylvaris. It was an accident during a ceremony we hardly understand... but his power, his potential, will make him the beacon of our kingdom for generations to come!" His voice roared through the square, pride burning in his eyes. Naked or not, the king stood like a man announcing victory.


    "I declare Sylvaris Elyndor, the fourth son of Arathor Elyndor, the new hope of our kingdom and the future son-in-law of mine!"


    The entire town fell silent, jaws hanging open in disbelief, including Sylvaris''s.


    Did he just call me his future son-in-law? Sylvaris nearly choked, his mind racing. What a fucking idiot... hahaha... Everything is going better than I could have ever imagined.

 Chapter 11: Demonic Child

    Chapter 11 - Demonic Child"I can''t let that happen..." Sylvaris''s father gritted his teeth, his hand tightening around the dagger''s hilt. He was about to move when one of his other wives snatched the blade from his grasp and flung it away, all while everyone''s attention remained fixed on the young man at the center of it all.


    "Excuse my rudeness, Arathor, but first of all, that''s your son," she said coldly. "Secondly, you''d be dooming us all if you tried anything now or in the future without a proper plan. You should have drowned him when he was a baby like I told you, instead of listening to that bitch next to you. Now even she wants her own son dead."


    A bitter chuckle escaped her lips. Her straight light brown hair barely covered her E cup sized breasts, and despite her pretty and young-looking face glowing like the morning sun, her expression was as cold as ice. It sent a chill crawling down Arathor''s spine.


    "Watch what you''re saying... or you''ll be punished tonight," Arathor growled, his voice low and sharp. His eyes never left his son, the boy he was once so proud of, yet now feared with every fiber of his being.


    When Sylvaris was three years old, he had gone missing during an expedition. Bringing a baby to such an expedition might sound insane, but it was a noble tradition, passed down through generations to build resilience and expose children to the dangers of the world as early as possible.


    For days, Arathor, his wives, and their guards scoured the forests. Days turned into weeks, and hope began to fade. The place was crawling with beasts powerful enough to challenge seasoned adventurers, so nobody believed the boy would return alive.


    But against all odds, Sylvaris did return ¡ª and what should have been a joyous reunion instead shook the family to its core.


    The child stumbled into camp, covered in blood from head to toe. Two small, devilish horns stuck out from his skull, and a pair of leathery wings carried him twenty centimeters off the ground. In his tiny hands, he clutched the severed head of a powerful level 50 Blacklung Bear ¡ª a beast even Arathor himself would struggle to defeat alone.


    The stench of blood clung to him like a curse, and for a moment, Arathor swore the boy''s empty gaze belonged to something far worse than a child.


    That day, the family was torn apart. S§×ar?h the N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The first and second wives demanded the boy be killed, claiming he was no longer human. But the third wife, along with Elvanya Elyndor, the fourth wife, and the fifth wife, refused to accept that. Elvanya, Sylvaris''s mother, had been inseparable from the third and fifth wives since childhood, their bond stronger than politics or power, and together they stood united to protect Sylvaris, unwilling to let the boy be slaughtered without a fight.


    At that time, Arathor''s household had five wives. Now, with eight wives in total, Sylvaris had three brothers and four sisters.


    But none of that mattered that day.


    When the time came to make a decision, Arathor couldn''t bring himself to kill his own son. Instead, he hired the best doctor in the kingdom to secretly remove Sylvaris''s "core." The core was what granted individuals special powers, and if removed early enough, a new one could eventually develop ¡ª but it would never be as powerful as the original.


    The operation worked. Sylvaris''s demonic power vanished, replaced by a rising holy energy. As the years passed, the family forgot about the ordeal. Sylvaris never showed any further signs of his old demonic nature, though his twisted personality still crept out from time to time.


    There was the time Sylvaris had secretly watched Arathor making love to his wives when he was six. Then there was the infamous scandal when he deflowered the pride of House Corvath at fifteen, seducing a girl five years older than him. That incident nearly dragged the two noble families into war, only for Arathor to drown the situation in gold to calm tensions.


    Despite all his twisted behavior, the family took comfort in one thing ¡ª Sylvaris never displayed any trace of demonic energy again.


    Until today.


    Now, not only had Sylvaris awakened SS-rank potential in holy power, but somehow, his demonic energy had returned, accompanied by a bizarre power that melted clothes. Together, they formed something unheard of ¡ª the only SSSSSS-ranked human in recorded history.


    That alone should have made Arathor proud. Instead, it filled him with dread.


    If Sylvaris could kill a level 50 beast at the age of three, what would he be capable of now as a fully grown adult?


    Even worse, Arathor knew Sylvaris had always been different ¡ª the kind of child who smiled when animals bled and watched people suffer with curious fascination.


    If his son ever embraced those dark powers again, the world Arathor knew would be gone.


    What Arathor didn''t know was that Sylvaris had already made his decision. He had chosen to become a villain. When his strength reached its peak, he intended to make blood rain from the heavens and have women lined up to serve him day and night. But someone like Sylvaris would never be satisfied. Not after he had once claimed the goddess herself.


    That memory had returned, and Sylvaris had sworn to reclaim her no matter what it took. His first wife... the one who had been stripped away from him. He would return to her someday, even if it meant burning the world to the ground.


    Arathor''s gaze remained locked on his son, anger and frustration burning in his eyes. Yet even with the opportunity to strike, he stood motionless. Deep down, part of him felt relieved that his wife had taken the blade away.


    For now, all Arathor could do was try to win his son over ¡ª to keep him satisfied and content. If Sylvaris remained close to the king, perhaps he would grow lazy, drowned in endless luxury and indulgences until his monstrous urges rotted away.


    It was a desperate plan, but Arathor had no other choice.


    Even now, he knew he didn''t have what it took to kill his own son.


    Not now... and most likely, not ever.

 Chapter 12: The Shameless Princess*

    Chapter 12 - The Shameless Princess*The coming-of-age ceremony had already spiraled into disaster, yet one undeniable truth lingered in the air ¡ª one that weighed heavily on everyone''s minds. Sylvaris had unleashed a power that felt like it had crawled straight out of the depths of hell itself. There was nothing holy about it ¡ª no warmth, no sense of divine presence ¡ª only raw, chaotic energy that twisted through the air like a violent storm. When people first felt its presence, it was as though their very souls had turned to ice.


    The only reason they hadn''t risen in protest was simple: they were all still naked. Convenient for Sylvaris, no doubt, but that wasn''t something he could rely on for long. The storm he had stirred today would eventually come back to haunt him. S§×arch* The N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Yet despite the tension, Sylvaris stood before the king, smiling deeply ¡ª a smile that carried far too much satisfaction for someone playing the role of a humble servant.


    "Your majesty must be joking," he said with mock humility. "How could I, a humble servant, accept such a reward? Even gods would hesitate to reach so high." His wicked gaze flicked briefly toward the princesses ¡ª their bare bodies catching his eye once again. It was quick ¡ª barely a glance ¡ª but the king noticed.


    Surprisingly, the king didn''t seem angry. Instead, he looked pleased, as if this was exactly what he''d hoped for. Sylvaris''s interest only confirmed his plan ¡ª and why wouldn''t it? His daughters could drive any man insane with desire. The king rubbed his hands together like a man already savoring victory.


    "Don''t spout nonsense, young man! A warrior like you ¡ª a hero destined to save this world ¡ª deserves all the beauties the heavens can provide! Hahaha!" His booming laughter echoed throughout the square, and several bystanders exchanged uncertain glances. Some wondered if they''d been following a fool their whole lives ¡ª others questioned if Sylvaris had somehow turned the king into one.


    "Then, in that case... we will accept His Majesty''s offer." Arathor bowed low, not even bothering to hide his exposed body. "Please accept this child into your care. We''ll arrange for him to move to your palace immediately, Your Majesty."


    Arathor''s voice sounded far too eager, and Sylvaris''s sharp gaze narrowed. Under normal circumstances, his father wouldn''t let him go so easily. There was more to this ¡ª some hidden motive lurking beneath his father''s sudden willingness to surrender him.


    What are you plotting now...? Sylvaris wondered.


    Yet as suspicion tugged at his mind, his thoughts drifted elsewhere ¡ª to the king''s words echoing in his ears: Wives... That word lingered, sweet and intoxicating. The pleasure he imagined drowned out any urge to overthink his father''s motives.


    "Hahaha! Good boy! I don''t intend to steal your son away forever," the king announced proudly. "He''s fit for marriage ¡ª but first, he must endure one year in the Realm of Challenges to prove his worth, just like all past heroes have. Only then will he be worthy of marrying into my family."


    Murmurs swept through the crowd. Faces soured, especially the eldest princess, who seemed far from pleased. In her mind, men were a nuisance ¡ª something she had no interest in dealing with. But while her sister scowled, the second princess, Alveria, wore an entirely different expression.


    Her green eyes burned with desire ¡ª a hunger that made Sylvaris''s chest tighten.


    Without hesitation, Alveria began to move, her flowing brown hair dancing with each step. The crowd gasped as she sauntered forward, making no effort to cover herself. Her bare skin glistened in the sunlight, and with each slow, deliberate step, her curves swayed like a cat on the prowl.


    "Father," she purred, placing her finger on her lips like an innocent child pretending to be curious, "if you''ll allow me... I''d love to personally get to know the young hero a little better~~"


    The king''s brow twitched. Even he seemed caught between disbelief and fury ¡ª yet he said nothing.


    Alveria didn''t wait for approval. She slinked her arms around Sylvaris''s neck, her soft breasts pressing firmly against his chest. The warmth of her skin, the delicate scent of perfume lingering in her hair ¡ª everything about her made Sylvaris''s pulse race. Before he could react, her lips found his, and she kissed him ¡ª slow, deliberate, and undeniably sinful.


    The king blinked in confusion, his expression a twisted mess of rage and bewilderment. His face reddened as though steam might shoot from his ears at any second. Alveria had always been... different. Shameless? Yes. But this? Even for her, this was absurd.


    Meanwhile, Sylvaris stood frozen. His instincts screamed to move his hands ¡ª to squeeze her perfect curves or pull her hips closer ¡ª but the king''s cold stare held him still, like a wolf warning him to stay in line. So instead, he allowed the kiss to linger, savoring the taste of her warm breath and the soft glide of her tongue against his.


    She''s fucking nuts... I love it! Sylvaris barely contained his grin, his mind racing with wicked thoughts. His crotch burned painfully, throbbing with need, and all he could think about was how much he wanted to drag her somewhere private and show her exactly what a ''hero'' like him was capable of.


    "Enough..." The king''s voice came out soft, almost uncertain, but Alveria didn''t stop. Her lips lingered far too long, and her arms stayed wrapped tightly around Sylvaris as if she hadn''t heard him at all.


    "Enough, Alveria!" The king''s voice thundered this time, his patience finally snapping. "This is a public place! Have some shame!" He sounded furious, but deep down, he was oddly satisfied. Sylvaris''s flustered expression and the way he struggled to hide his enjoyment had not escaped his gaze. The boy was hooked ¡ª and that was exactly what the king wanted.


    "Fine~~" Alveria purred, her voice soft and sultry as she finally released Sylvaris. But she didn''t go far. Instead, she snaked her arm around his, her soft breasts pressing against him as though she wanted to leave a lasting impression. Her touch sent a jolt of heat rushing through Sylvaris''s body, sharp and sudden like a spark igniting dry wood.


    "Buuut~~" Her melodic tone lingered in the air like a siren''s call, drawing every eye toward her. "I want to be his first wife~~"


    Her emerald eyes locked onto Sylvaris''s, their gaze sharp yet seductive. There was something unnatural about it ¡ª something that gripped his mind and pulled him deeper. His body stiffened, and before he even realized it, the words spilled from his mouth:


    "I agree... I want the second princess, Alveria Solandis, to be my wife."


    What the fuck... Sylvaris''s mind reeled as reality snapped back into focus. What did she just do? That''s supposed to be my trick... I''m the one who''s supposed to be picking up women, not the other way around...


    But even as he cursed her in his mind, he couldn''t help but grin. His thoughts drifted to the wild night he knew awaited him ¡ª the way her curves would mold perfectly into his hands, the breathless sounds she would make when he finally claimed her.


    I can''t wait...

 Chapter 13: Exploring the System

    Chapter 13 - Exploring the SystemSylvaris''s body trembled, caught between panic and frustration. He was an ass, and he knew it. His mind was always fixated on women, yet when it came to the real thing, he was hopeless. For all his confidence and twisted thoughts, he was still far too immature to handle someone like the second princess ¡ª at least for now.


    His face betrayed him completely. No amount of smugness could hide the truth. His awkward stiffness and nervous eyes gave it all away, and it annoyed him to no end.


    Yet even as he clenched his sweaty palms, his gaze kept drifting back to her exposed chest. It was impossible to look away. Her soft curves seemed almost divine, like staring straight into heaven itself. He knew it was wrong, yet he couldn''t stop. He could have stood there forever, letting his eyes drink in the sight.


    But reality refused to play along.


    One by one, the crowd scattered, shame painted across their faces. Embarrassment clung to them like a heavy cloak. After all, standing naked in a sea of equally naked people was something no one could simply walk away from without feeling utterly humiliated. Some scrambled to cover themselves, while others gave up entirely, accepting the situation with grim silence.


    And for the men... well, let''s just say some unfortunate reactions were harder to hide. Ahem... the author is getting off track here.


    Now then...


    Sylvaris now found himself riding in a chariot, alone and miserable. As tempting as it had been to feast his eyes on his father''s wives earlier, there was no one to admire now. The silence pressed down on him, leaving him alone with his thoughts.


    But something felt off.


    The chariot wasn''t heading where he expected. Earlier, the king and his father had agreed that Sylvaris would remain at his father''s manor for a few days before facing the trial ¡ª a brutal test designed to push warriors to their limits for an entire year. The trial''s realm was said to be cursed, a place filled with dangers so great that only those with something to prove, or those insane enough to seek death, ever dared to enter.


    Sylvaris, however, had no choice in the matter. His path had already been decided.


    And judging by the unfamiliar road they were now following, it seemed this path was going to be far more entertaining than he had originally thought.


    Are those bastards sending me to the trial realm ahead of time? Heh... either that, or someone''s trying to kill me.


    Sylvaris let out a quiet chuckle and made himself comfortable, leaning back against the seat. He folded his hands behind his head, fingers laced together as his feet stretched out for maximum comfort. Lazily, he glanced through the window, watching the scenery shift. The town was long gone, replaced by endless rows of trees and lush greenery. In the far distance, fields stretched out where common folk worked tirelessly, plowing the earth with slow, repetitive motions.


    Typical medieval Europe, Sylvaris mused.


    "At least they could have given me a hottie to accompany me... someone to ''entertain'' me on this boring journey... what a waste." He grumbled under his breath, just loud enough for his words to slip through the air.


    The middle-aged driver flinched slightly, his face twisting with disgust. He clenched his teeth but said nothing, biting back the venom he wanted to spit. Even if he dared to speak, what good would it do? This brat was no different from the other arrogant fools he''d driven before ¡ª if anything, he was worse. The driver cursed Sylvaris silently, wishing him the worst fate imaginable.


    Heroes... worthless bastards, the lot of them... he thought bitterly.


    None of them had ever done a damn thing for simple folks like him. And this one... this arrogant, vile brat... he was the most disgusting of them all.


    Time to explore my system a little... Sylvaris thought with a wicked grin creeping across his face.


    A system window materialized in front of his eyes, hovering comfortably within reach. His lips curled into a disgusting smile, a twisted mix of greed and excitement spreading across his face as his eyes locked onto the words:


    [Harem God System]


    He licked his lips, his fingers twitching slightly as they reached for the glowing screen. He didn''t know what to expect, but one thing was certain ¡ª his mind was already filled with twisted hopes for what this so-called "Harem God System" could offer him.


    The screen shifted from its neutral glow to an alluring crimson hue, hearts scattered across the background. Elegant golden text, written in cursive, appeared before his eyes.


    [Welcome to the Harem God System]


    [User: Sylvaris Elyndor]


    [System Host: Goddess of Mischief, Nyxaria]


    [Stats:]


    [Points: 0]


    [Level: 1(0%)]


    [Harem God Energy: 10/10] (Refreshes daily)


    [Love Points: 5]


    [Height: 179 cm]


    [Looks: Above Average]


    [Penis Length: 14 cm]


    [Penis Girth: 12 cm]


    "Hey, I''m still growing..." Sylvaris grumbled, feeling a sting of irritation. His pride bruised slightly at the system''s casual exposure of his most ''personal'' detail. He felt oddly invaded, as if even his own system was mocking him.


    With an annoyed grunt, he swallowed his pride and kept scrolling. The interface felt strangely familiar, almost identical to the smartphones from his previous life, so navigating it came naturally.


    [Secondary Stats:]


    [Charisma: Level 1]


    [Domination: Level 1]


    [Endurance: Level 1]


    [Harem Synchronization: Level 1]


    [Desire Amplification: Level 1]


    [Mind Control: Level 1]


    [Fertility: Level 1]


    His wicked smile widened as he reached the Skills section.


    [Skills:]


    [Total Domination (Domination Perk)]>The user gains the ability to remove the clothes from any woman they desire with a single look, filling them with lust and an overwhelming urge to submit. At lower levels, the effect only lasts for about 30 seconds.<{Cost: 5 Harem God Energy} (Can improve with level)


    [Second Energy Rush (Endurance Perk)]>The user can instantly refresh their stamina, preventing ejaculation and allowing them to keep going without pause. Can only be used once per day.<{Cost: 2 Harem God Energy} (Can improve with level)


    [Harem Control (Harem Synchronization Perk)]>The user can track their harem members'' locations, inspect their stats and skills, and monitor their emotions and desires on a limited scale. Additionally, the user may send thoughts or instructions to harem members within a certain range.<{Cost: 1 Harem God Energy} (Can improve with level)


    [Feelings Enhancement (Desire Amplification Perk)]>The user can heighten their partner''s sensitivity during intimacy, significantly improving the chance of climax and increasing the user''s {Affinity} stat with the partner.<{Cost: 7 Harem God Energy} (Can improve with level)


    [Brainwash (Mind Control Perk)]>The user gains the ability to force a target to obey a command once per day. However, if the target''s willpower is stronger than the user''s, the skill may backfire, potentially allowing the target to manipulate the user in return.<{Cost: 10 Harem God Energy} (Use with caution)


    [Seed Control (Fertility Perk)]>The user can freely control their ''seed,'' ensuring either complete prevention or a guaranteed impregnation based on their desire.<{Cost: 0 Harem God Energy} (Unlimited use)


    (Please enjoy it, Ryan~ Chu~~ Yours truly, Nyxaria the Goddess of Mischief)


    "Hahaha... this is..." Sylvaris''s eyes widened as he read the playful message from the goddess. He wasn''t sure whether to laugh or curse, but one thing was certain ¡ª those teasing words would come back to haunt her one day.


    "The Goddess of Mischief, huh?" His grin stretched wider. "Don''t worry... I''ll make you regret those words."


    His gaze shifted to the final section of the menu.


    "Only one more section left..." He muttered, then closed his eyes and focused. Calling upon the system with his thoughts, he summoned one of his new abilities. S§×arch* The n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Harem Control...


    A system window flickered open in front of him.


    [Current Harem Members: 1]


    "Explore," he muttered.


    The screen shifted, revealing a detailed profile window. His eyes locked onto the name written at the top.


    [The Goddess of Life, Seraphina]


    That name was enough to stir something within him.


    A soft smile rose on his lips, the memory of that intoxicating encounter playing fresh in his mind. The warmth of her skin... the way her breath hitched as she whispered his name... it lingered like a sweet poison, making his unknown journey feel a little more interesting.

 Chapter 14: Fool Around and Find Out

    Chapter 14 - Fool Around and Find OutWhile Sylvaris was lost in fiery memories that stirred his wicked desires, the carriage driver had a headache of his own to deal with. Something wasn''t right.


    Wherever his eyes wandered, everything seemed far too calm. As someone with years of experience navigating these roads, he knew that silence like this was rarely a good sign. Most of the time, it meant someone was lurking nearby, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Other times, it was just paranoia gnawing at his mind, the kind that comes from too many long, stressful years spent escorting nobles through dangerous territories. Either way, he knew better than to dismiss the feeling.


    This wasn''t one of those simple days.


    Even the horses moved differently ¡ª tense, restless, their heads twitching at the slightest noise. The driver could feel their unease bleeding into the air, and the more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that something was coming.


    And to make matters worse, he had witnessed everything that had happened at the coming-of-age ceremony ¡ª every twisted moment, every unnatural power that erupted from that damned brat. Still, the one good thing that came out of it? The driver couldn''t deny that seeing the royal family stripped bare had been a once-in-a-lifetime feast for the eyes. Even now, the memory made the old perv drool just thinking about it. For that alone, he supposed he owed Sylvaris one ¡ª a man-to-man kind of gratitude, even if the kid was the most revolting brat he''d ever had the misfortune to meet.


    The horses suddenly jerked, snorting and stamping as if something unseen was closing in.


    "Young Master Elyndor..." The driver''s voice broke the silence, low and serious. "I''m sorry to bother you, but you should prepare for anything that might happen. The air reeks of blood... it might rain crimson today."


    It was an old saying in their country ¡ª a grim warning every noble knew by heart. Blood rain meant only one thing ¡ª an imminent attack.


    Those words dragged Sylvaris out of his intoxicating thoughts, forcing his eyes to narrow as he glanced out the window. The trees looked still, yet the air felt heavy.


    "Thank you, Richard. Let me know if you spot anyone... I''ll be ready." His calm yet confident words carried out of the carriage, earning a small nod from the driver.


    No matter how much Richard despised the arrogant brat, even he knew Sylvaris wasn''t just some sheltered noble. Rumor had it the young genius had once taken down a legendary monster ¡ª a beast that had slaughtered an entire A-rank party before Sylvaris ended it himself. Whether those rumors were true or exaggerated didn''t matter. Right now, Richard could only hope those whispers had some truth behind them... because if something was out there, they would need more than luck to survive.


    The two of them didn''t have to wonder for long.


    About an hour later, the rhythmic pounding of horse hooves echoed from the distance, faint at first but steadily growing louder. The ground trembled beneath the weight of approaching riders. Moments later, a group of men emerged from the horizon, their dark figures blending with the road ahead. sea??h th§× n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    They didn''t bother with masks, each one riding openly as if they were nothing more than passing travelers. There were at least thirty, perhaps forty of them, and each man carried a sword holstered at his right hip. Their black robes, woven from rich silk, suggested wealth ¡ª a sign that they came from a background of power or influence. At first glance, they appeared harmless, just a group of well-dressed travelers sharing the road.


    But when they caught up to the carriage and began to surround it on all sides, their intentions became painfully clear. The horses slowed to a halt, their anxious snorts filling the air.


    The driver grimaced, his hand already drifting toward the small dagger hidden beneath his seat. "What is the reason for this intrusion?" he called out. "As you may already know ¡ª and if you don''t, let me tell you ¡ª I''m transporting a very important person from the kingdom. He''s a noble from a prestigious family, and if you dare to offend him¡ª"


    His voice cut off abruptly as cold steel pressed against his throat.


    The blade was black as night, its surface glinting like starlight, and the hand that held it belonged to a man in his forties with sunken eyes and a wicked grin.


    "Save your breath, brother," the man sneered, twisting the driver''s head to the side as his gaze flicked toward the carriage door. "This might be the last day you get to breathe if you''re not careful." His grin widened as he gave the door a sideways glance.


    "Young Master Sylvaris Elyndor," he called mockingly, "please come out and follow us if you want this poor man to live. I suggest you cooperate. You wouldn''t want innocent blood on your hands... would you?"


    His laughter was sharp and twisted, and the rest of the riders joined in ¡ª their booming voices echoing across the road like a pack of hyenas. Despite their polished robes, they carried themselves like common thugs, their sneers and jeering laughter betraying whatever noble background they once claimed.


    But they had made one crucial mistake ¡ª they had severely underestimated who Sylvaris was.


    Without warning, a brilliant beam of white light tore through the wooden carriage door, shattering it in an instant. The beam shot straight through the head of the nearest rider ¡ª the poor fool who had been closest to the door. His body slumped from his horse like a ragdoll, hitting the dirt with a dull thud, his face frozen in twisted shock.


    The once-booming jeers were replaced by stunned silence, their wide eyes reflecting nothing but shock and confusion. For a moment, none of them dared to move, frozen in disbelief.


    They were attacking a noble, right?


    "What an interesting brat..." the middle-aged man chuckled, his grin twisted with amusement. "Let me teach you what happens when brats like you try to play the hero."


    The blade resting on the driver''s neck slid across his throat, and the man''s head dropped to the ground with a dull thud. His lifeless eyes widened in terror, frozen in that final moment of panic. Blood pooled beneath him, staining the dirt road in crimson.


    For a few fleeting seconds, his severed head still clung to consciousness ¡ª just enough time for him to curse Sylvaris to hell before his vision faded to black.


    "Who said I''m playing the hero?!"


    Sylvaris''s voice cut through the air, cold and lazy.


    He stepped out of the carriage with a white-as-snow blade resting on his shoulder, his gaze calm yet sharp enough to make the thugs instinctively pull back.


    The air turned heavy, and an unsettling chill seemed to seep into their bones. Their horses shifted uneasily beneath them, their riders gripping the reins a little tighter.


    Sylvaris smirked. "What''s wrong?" he drawled. "You looked more confident a moment ago..."

 Chapter 15: Battle God

    Chapter 15 - Battle GodSylvaris scanned the crowd with an air of indifference, his gaze sweeping over the gathered thugs as if they were nothing more than insects beneath his boot. The restless horses pawed at the dirt, their uneasy snorts adding to the thick tension in the air. The beasts could sense it, that heavy and suffocating aura that clung to Sylvaris like a second skin. It pressed down on everything around him, an oppressive force that made the animals twitch and jerk as if they were seconds away from bolting.


    "So... are we going to fight or what?" Sylvaris asked, his voice low and cold. His fingers tightened around his blade''s hilt, and a faint smile curled at the edge of his lips.


    These guys are mostly around level 20... some 30... but the leader...


    A flicker of ethereal light danced in Sylvaris''s eyes, the telltale sign of the Inspect skill activating. His gaze locked onto the man standing at the front, and a system window appeared before him.


    [Gorath Stonejaw][Class: Slasher][Level: 35][HP: 590][MP: 325][Strength: 94][Magic: 48][Agility: 65.5][Intellect: 45][Defense: 92]


    Sylvaris''s eyes narrowed slightly. His blade shifted just enough to glint in the light, a silent reminder that he was ready.


    The faint glow in his eyes lingered, clear proof that someone had activated Inspect, a skill designed to reveal enemy statistics to a limited degree. Skills, special traits, and hidden abilities remained concealed unless enhanced through a specialized class.


    He''s strong... a little stronger than me... Sylvaris''s eyes narrowed as he studied the man before him. He might be a problem... but...


    Energy swirled around Sylvaris like twisting serpents of white light, dancing and flickering as though alive. The aura slithered across his body, wrapping him in an intimidating glow that made several thugs exchange worried glances. Despite their numbers, they knew this man was no pushover.


    His long black hair swayed in the wind, giving him the presence of a god of battle. His blade rested lazily against his white clothes ¡ª a signature attire worn by heroes to symbolize purity and hope for those in need. But to Sylvaris, the color white meant something else entirely. He wore it for a different reason ¡ª not to represent hope, but because crimson blood stood out beautifully against it. He enjoyed seeing his enemies'' blood splattered across his body, and over time, he had turned it into a twisted game. He challenged himself to see how little blood he could stain himself with during each kill, a skill he intended to perfect in the future.


    "Kill him," the leader growled coldly, his voice carrying the weight of disdain.


    Inspecting someone without consent was taboo, even among criminals. For a noble to stoop so low only fueled Gorath''s rage. He had always despised nobles, but when a tempting sum of gold was offered to assassinate Sylvaris, he took it without hesitation. In the end, money always came first for men like him. The faster he completed this job, the sooner he could enjoy the spoils.


    The thugs moved without warning. Dozens of men leapt from their horses, blades gleaming in the sunlight as they charged. Most carried swords, the most common weapon in this world, but among them were those wielding gauntlets and staves ¡ª brawlers and mages prepared to strike from both near and far. Hidden within the chaotic mob were shadowy figures ¡ª assassins lurking in the crowd, silently stalking Sylvaris like predators circling their prey.


    Yet Sylvaris saw them all.


    His years of training since childhood had honed his senses, and even though the memories of his past life had only just returned, his body remembered everything. His skills were sharp, his instincts deadly, and now... he was ready to paint the streets in crimson. S~ea??h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Let''s see... my mana regenerates at about... 4 MP per second... Sylvaris''s mind raced as his hand gripped his blade. If I conserve my strength and rely on Jab and Slash, I should be able to endure long enough to face their boss... Or... I could go raw and fight using pure strength alone, saving my mana entirely...


    His thoughts flicked back to the earlier encounter when he''d used Jab to pierce the skull of the man outside the carriage. That skill, powered by a precise beam of light at the tip of his sword, had cost him 2 MP ¡ª an insignificant price on its own. But with so many enemies swarming him now, spamming skills would drain his mana fast. He knew this fight would be a delicate balance between aggression and conservation.


    Decisions... decisions... Sylvaris smirked, his fingers curling tightly around his sword''s hilt. Let''s see how many of you can bleed before I break a sweat...


    The first unlucky fool met Sylvaris''s blade the moment he charged forward, uncertainty flickering in his eyes. A nasty scar stretched from the man''s right eye to his lips, a twisted reminder of some unfinished battle.


    "Let me finish the job somebody failed," Sylvaris sneered, his cold gaze locked on the scar itself. His blade flashed forward, aimed directly at that very mark, as if carving open the same wound a second time.


    Blood sprayed in a violent arc, and the thug barely had time to let out a choked gasp before his body split in half, both sides hitting the ground with a sickening thud.


    The surrounding thugs froze, their faces stiff with fear. Sylvaris didn''t waste a second.


    His sword flared with white light as he lunged forward, unleashing a flurry of Jab attacks. Blades of pure light shot from his sword''s tip, each one streaking through the air with deadly precision. Skull after skull burst open, and chest after chest caved inward as his blade carved through bone and flesh with merciless efficiency.


    Several thugs tried to rush him from the side, their blades slicing through the air in a synchronized attempt to overwhelm him. Yet Sylvaris didn''t panic. His sword glowed brightly once again, meeting the oncoming steel with swift and calculated precision, deflecting their attacks just inches from his body.


    In that same instant, his legs buckled, his body collapsing to the ground. The sudden fall looked clumsy, yet it was anything but. Sylvaris''s movements were fluid and precise ¡ª a secret technique of the Elyndor family, one that allowed for complete control over the legs, enabling him to drop instantly like a puppet with cut strings.


    The blades that should have sliced him apart sailed harmlessly overhead.


    In one powerful motion, Sylvaris pushed himself off the ground, spinning his body like a deadly whirlwind. His blade swept in a perfect circle, its razor-sharp edge singing through flesh and bone as the bodies surrounding him collapsed like dominos. Blood sprayed in all directions, painting the earth red and drenching his white clothes in crimson.


    As he stood amidst the circle of corpses, Sylvaris''s figure seemed to change. His once-pristine attire, now soaked in blood, clung to him like a second skin. The white fabric, now stained and dripping with crimson, made him look less like a hero and more like a demon god ¡ª a figure born to revel in slaughter.


    His smirk lingered, cold and unwavering, as the surviving thugs hesitated to take another step forward.

 Chapter 16: The Demon in White

    Chapter 16 - The Demon in WhiteTsk... how much would I have leveled up if slaying fools actually gave me experience points... Sylvaris complained in his heart, completely ignoring the shocked and fearful stares that followed him from every direction. The scent of blood clung heavily to the air, but Sylvaris barely noticed ¡ª his mind was still occupied with the annoyance of wasted effort.


    Then, a sharp, invisible aura suddenly stung the back of his neck, precise and deliberate ¡ª a clear warning of danger. Instinct took over. Without sparing a glance, Sylvaris''s blade swung behind him in a swift arc. The cold steel met flesh, slicing cleanly through the arm of a woman dressed in dark assassin''s garb. A choked scream escaped her lips as her severed limb hit the dirt with a dull thud.


    Even though he had struck without hesitation, Sylvaris felt a pang of irritation twist in his chest. Damn it... why''d it have to be a woman... He shook his head, reminding himself that his so-called "gentleman" instincts meant nothing when his life was on the line.


    I''m a nice guy... really... but if you''re aiming for my neck, don''t expect mercy.


    His fingers tightened around his blade, and for a brief moment, a wicked smile crept across his lips.


    The woman''s eyes widened as her gaze locked onto the cold tip of Sylvaris''s blade. Blood poured freely from her severed arm, staining her clothes and pooling beneath her as she clutched the wound in a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding. Kneeling on the ground, her body shook violently from the pain, but it was nothing compared to the terror that now consumed her.


    She had never encountered someone who could predict her attacks so effortlessly. Her experience had always been one-sided ¡ª her blade striking true before her targets even knew she was there. But now, faced with someone stronger, someone faster, she realized too late that she had no idea how to react when things didn''t go her way... and the price was her arm.


    Sylvaris''s blade, still gleaming with fresh blood, suddenly began to glow. The white light radiating from it should have been a symbol of hope ¡ª a beacon that promised salvation ¡ª yet to her, it was nothing but a death sentence.


    The panic set in, cold and suffocating. Her breath quickened, her lips trembling uncontrollably.


    "N-no... p-p-please..." Her voice cracked as she stammered through her fear. But before she could finish, the blade flashed forward.


    Everything went black. Her body slumped lifelessly to the ground, her wide-open eyes still frozen in terror.


    The leader had been observing Sylvaris the entire time, his expression darkening with each passing second. His clenched fists trembled at his sides. If he had known this brat was so powerful despite only being at level 20, he would have brought twice as many men. No ¡ª three times as many.


    For someone like him, soldiers were nothing more than expenses, disposable bodies that could be replaced with ease. For every man that fell today, there were a dozen more waiting in the slums, desperate enough to fill their place.


    He swallowed hard, forcing down the lump in his throat. His fingers twitched near his blade, and a twisted grin curled across his face. Laughing to himself, he tried to mask the unease crawling beneath his skin, but no matter how much he grinned or chuckled, the truth gnawed away at him.


    The reality was clear. He knew he would lose.


    Sylvaris wasn''t just some pampered noble who got lucky. He was the next prodigy, the rising hero people whispered about, the one destined to free the world from the Demon Lord. His reputation alone was enough to send a chill down any man''s spine.


    And yet, there was something off about him, something unsettling. The rumors spoke of a dark aura, a power so vile and corrupt that it sent shivers through even the bravest warriors. Yet here he stood, soaked in blood, yet radiating nothing but cold precision and ruthless technique.


    There was no twisted power, no overwhelming demonic presence. Just a man cutting down his enemies with calm efficiency.


    And that made it worse.


    It felt like Sylvaris wasn''t even trying, like he thought they were too far beneath him to bother using his true strength. That bitter realization struck the man harder than anything else. The idea that he, a seasoned warrior, wasn''t even worth Sylvaris''s full effort left a twisted knot in his stomach.


    But the truth was that Sylvaris wasn''t avoiding his void powers out of arrogance or disdain; he simply wasn''t confident in using them yet. Despite his memories and ambitions as a villain, he knew that testing an unfamiliar power now could spell his own doom. His holy energy, however, was a different story. It was familiar, something he could wield with precision and confidence, and in truth, he didn''t mind relying on it at all. Even if he intended to walk a villain''s path, having holy energy on his side was an undeniable advantage. It meant that he was twice as powerful as a normal hero, making him feel untouchable under the heavens.


    How cool was that? Dual-wielding both holy and demonic power. The idea alone made him grin, but none of that mattered to the thug leader. The fool didn''t know Sylvaris''s true capabilities ¡ª and that ignorance would cost him.


    The man''s grip tightened around his blade, his knuckles turning white as fear festered inside him, battling fiercely against his anger. His men were falling like insects, one after another, and all he could do was watch.


    Sylvaris carved through them with ease, dancing across the battlefield in a rhythm of blood and steel. His face, smeared with crimson, twisted into a wicked smile as he licked the blood from his lips, only to spit it directly at the face of a nearby thug. The man instinctively shut his eyes, a reflex that lasted no longer than a second ¡ª yet that was enough for Sylvaris''s blade to flash past him, severing his head in a clean arc. The body staggered before crumpling to the ground. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    But Sylvaris wasn''t here for sport. His true targets were the mages. They stood in the distance, hands weaving through the air as they poured their mana into a powerful incantation. Sylvaris didn''t know what spell they were attempting, but he could feel the danger rising from their position like smoke from a fire. His instincts, honed from childhood, had never failed him ¡ª and right now, they screamed at him to act before it was too late.


    A cold grin spread across his blood-stained face as his blade began to glow. White flames flickered along its surface, the air around it warping with heat as the holy light intensified. His eyes gleamed like embers.


    Smite... he whispered in his heart, the energy surging through him. The powerful skill demanded a steep price of 100 mana, but for what it could do, it was worth every point.


    His blade came down in a vicious arc ¡ª yet nothing seemed to happen. The mages blinked in confusion, pausing mid-chant as if the threat had vanished.


    And then their vision went dark.


    If anyone had been watching from afar, they would have seen three burning swords materializing above the mages, each blade descending like lightning to pierce them from skull to spine. Their bodies crumpled to the earth, lifeless and charred, the faint scent of burning flesh hanging in the air.


    The entire battle had lasted no longer than fifteen seconds.


    Thirty-four corpses lay scattered across the field, their blood soaking the dirt while their horses bolted in every direction, abandoning their dead masters. The only one left was the leader, still mounted on his horse, his face pale and drenched in sweat. His chest rose and fell in shallow breaths, and his wide, trembling eyes locked onto Sylvaris as if staring at death itself.


    I''m so dead... The thought gripped his mind like a vice, the reality of his fate suffocating him.

 Chapter 17: Fight me to the death, you coward

    Chapter 17 - Fight me to the death, you cowardSylvaris''s golden eyes gleamed with pride, his smug smile practically carved into his face. He was pleased with himself, and why wouldn''t he be? Seventeen years of training hadn''t been wasted. If he had turned out to be some good-for-nothing fool before awakening his memories, he might have just ended his own life out of sheer embarrassment. In his mind, this man standing before him was already a dead man walking.


    "So... am I supposed to stand here all day, or are you coming at me yourself?" Sylvaris taunted, his voice laced with boredom. He paused for a moment, suddenly realizing how suggestive that had sounded. Shit... that sounded kinda gay... He quickly shook the thought off. Whatever... these idiots wouldn''t get my old-world jokes anyway...


    "Brat, you''ve got some talent, I''ll give you that," the thug sneered, his voice shaking just enough to betray his nerves. Despite the beads of sweat rolling down his face, he forced a crooked grin, clinging to bravado like it was his lifeline. "But if you think you''ve already won... heh." He chuckled dryly. "I''ll have you know, I''m the tenth-ranked A-rank adventurer. I am¡ª"


    A sudden beam of light tore through the air, slicing across his left cheek. Blood sprayed in a thin arc, and his hand shot to his face as he stumbled back in shock. His breath hitched as the sharp sting bloomed into burning pain, and for a brief moment, all he could think about was how close that attack had come to taking his head clean off.


    The most terrifying part? He hadn''t even seen Sylvaris move. No warning, no chant, no flicker of light ¡ª just instant pain and a glimpse of death flashing before his eyes.


    His bravado crumbled, leaving only wide-eyed fear behind.


    "Next time I won''t miss."


    The thug leader watched in disbelief as the young man lazily dug a finger into his ear, his bloodied sword resting casually on his shoulder. That relaxed stance ¡ª as if Sylvaris had all the time in the world ¡ª terrified him more than the blade itself.


    Forget the money... I''d rather keep my life!


    Without a second thought, the man yanked his horse''s reins, spinning the beast around in a desperate attempt to flee. His cry of panic rang out, breaking the silence of the blood-soaked battlefield.


    "Do I not exist here?" Sylvaris muttered, rolling his eyes in annoyance. His blade shifted slightly, now aimed directly at the horse''s legs.


    "Slash..." His voice was cold and indifferent, void of emotion.


    To him, it didn''t matter whether the animal was innocent or not. The beast''s master had tried to kill him, and in Sylvaris''s eyes, that made the horse just as involved. Perhaps to some, his actions would seem cruel, but to Sylvaris, this was simply how the world worked. The strong crushed the weak, and mercy was a luxury reserved for fools.


    A wide arc of white light streaked through the air, slicing through the horse''s legs with terrifying precision. The beast collapsed instantly, crashing to the dirt with a pained whinny as the thug leader was flung forward. He hit the ground face-first, his teeth scraping against gravel as his body skidded painfully across the dirt. Dust clung to his bloodied face, and his mouth filled with grit and the bitter taste of iron.


    It hurt like hell, but he didn''t care. All that mattered was getting away. Yet when his blurred vision cleared and he saw Sylvaris''s cold, golden eyes glaring down at him ¡ª and that same sword now stabbed through his horse''s skull ¡ª he knew there was no escape.


    I''m done... The grim thought settled like a weight in his chest. His body slumped in defeat, and his fingers slowly uncurled from his empty scabbard.


    Maybe this is for the best... He closed his eyes, welcoming the inevitable. Life in this world had been nothing but hell anyway. His dying mother, his endless struggles, the hunger that gnawed at him each night... Maybe this was his chance to rest. Maybe death was his only escape.


    Sylvaris noticed the broken look in the man''s eyes and felt a rush of irritation.


    "Tch..." He scoffed, his boot kicking the man''s fallen sword, sending it tumbling through the dirt before landing at his feet.


    "Fight me to the death, you coward," Sylvaris spat. "What kind of man just kneels and waits to die?"


    His voice roared through the air, snapping the man out of his daze. Gorath''s tired eyes shifted to the blade on the ground, and then slowly lifted to meet Sylvaris''s gaze. The boy''s face twisted in frustration, like a predator annoyed that its prey refused to run.


    So he wants me to man up... Gorath thought grimly. He''s no hero... A real hero would have just killed me by now. This brat... hahaha... he''s fucking crazy. Sear?h the novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A crooked smile stretched across Gorath''s face.


    Sylvaris returned the grin with one of his own, his golden eyes shining with savage excitement.


    "Gorath," Sylvaris said, calling the man''s name with an almost friendly tone. "I''ll build you a nice grave after your death, so stand up and fight me. Or will you sit there all day like a chicken waiting for someone to twist your neck?"


    Those words struck a nerve. Gorath clenched his teeth, grabbed his fallen sword, and pushed himself to his feet. His muscles screamed in pain, but he ignored it. His stance was shaky, but he forced himself into position.


    "You want to know who ordered your assassination?" Gorath grunted, his lips curling into a crooked smile. "I''ll tell you before I send you to the underworld..."


    He laughed in a harsh, bitter sound, one that masked his own resignation. He knew this was his last stand.


    "Nah..." Sylvaris answered lazily, his blade flashing as he stepped in close. His sword moved at an awkward angle, twisting through a gap in Gorath''s stance. The man barely registered the strike before pain flared in his thigh.


    The blade tore deep into the flesh, leaving a gaping wound that oozed crimson. Gorath staggered back, gritting his teeth as his leg buckled beneath him.


    "That''s not a very honorable way to fight," Gorath grunted, glaring up at Sylvaris with a mix of pain and frustration.


    Sylvaris rolled his eyes.


    "In a real fight, there''s no such thing as honor," he muttered. "Learn that in your next life."

 Chapter 18: Crimson and White

    Chapter 18 - Crimson and WhiteSylvaris waited patiently, his golden eyes tracking every twitch, every hesitant breath, and every slight movement the man made. Each second that passed felt longer than the last, and the longer the man stalled, the more bored Sylvaris became.


    Is he really this pathetic? His fingers tapped idly against his blade''s hilt, his eyes half-lidded with irritation. The fight had barely started, yet it already felt like a chore.


    He could see the frustration building in the man''s eyes, that flicker of defiance trying to reignite itself. Despite his earlier attempt at bravery, the man''s hesitation betrayed him.


    Fine... I''ll just end this... Once a coward, always a coward... Nothing can change that...


    Sylvaris''s foot shifted forward, his blade twisting with the flick of his wrist in a sudden and awkward angle ¡ª low and sharp ¡ª a strike meant to slice the man open from below.


    Clang!


    The sharp clash of metal rang out, sparks bursting in the air like fireflies.


    Sylvaris''s eyes widened slightly. The man had blocked the attack ¡ª not only that, but there was something new in his eyes. A fire burned there, fierce and untamed.


    Sylvaris''s grin spread wide, his pulse quickening. That fire... that was what he wanted.


    "So you''re finally going to fight me, huh?" Sylvaris laughed, his voice sharp and twisted. His grip on his sword tightened, his knuckles whitening. His heart pounded in excitement. Finally...


    This is what he craved ¡ª the tension, the heat, the raw feeling of violence seething in his veins. He didn''t just want to win; he wanted to crush the man''s resolve, to shatter that flicker of courage until nothing remained. sea??h th§× novel(F~)ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    His frustration boiled to the surface ¡ª frustration that had been gnawing at him ever since that damned princess stole control from him. That kiss... that smug face... and then being forced out here like I''m some exile? He gritted his teeth.


    And now? He was being attacked by a bunch of nobodies who thought they could take his head for coin.


    You''re all just pissing me off...


    Sylvaris let out a low chuckle, his fingers dancing on his blade''s hilt. The pressure inside him needed to explode ¡ª and this man, this fool who dared to swing back, was going to pay the price.


    "You should''ve just stayed a coward..." Sylvaris muttered, his smile turning cruel. "Now I''m going to rip you apart."


    Something within Sylvaris stirred, a deep and undeniable hunger that demanded power, dominance, and blood. His grip on the blade tightened, his strikes becoming wild and reckless, driven by instinct rather than precision. His movements had lost their careful control, replaced by raw aggression that pushed him forward without regard for his own safety.


    His blade, white as snow and sharp as winter''s chill, clashed violently against the simple-looking sword. Sparks danced in the air like fireflies, and with each strike, the thug''s weapon cracked bit by bit. The man''s face darkened, his expression twisting with frustration and despair ¡ª but he wasn''t finished yet.


    Suddenly, a crimson light burst from the man''s body, like blood boiling beneath his skin. The violent aura surged outwards, forcing Sylvaris to stumble back, his feet skidding across the ground. The thug''s sword flared to life, wrapped in flickering flames that seemed to drip like liquid fire. His eyes turned blood-red, glowing with a rage that made Sylvaris grin.


    So you''re finally serious...


    The man''s breathing grew heavy, his gaze filled with murderous intent. He had unleashed a power Sylvaris recognized ¡ª Blood Burn. A deadly skill only Slashers could use as a last resort, burning away their own life force in exchange for overwhelming strength. It was a desperate move, the kind of ability a man used when he had nothing left to lose.


    Sylvaris''s grin widened. Perfect...


    In the blink of an eye, the man vanished.


    Where are you... Sylvaris''s eyes narrowed, his senses sharpening. He turned his head, scanning the air, his instincts screaming at him. Then it hit him ¡ª a suffocating wave of killing intent from his left.


    He twisted his body and lashed out with his blade.


    BOOM!


    The ground erupted beneath them, a violent shockwave splitting the earth in a jagged crack. Sylvaris staggered back, the force hurling him into the air like a ragdoll. His body felt weightless for a moment before pain shot through his muscles.


    "HAHAHAHA! PERFECT!" Sylvaris''s wild laughter rang out, his grin stretching wide. His body twisted mid-air, and with a powerful push from his legs, he landed against the trunk of a nearby tree.


    Springing off like a coiled arrow, he shot through the air, a blur of white and crimson streaking toward the burning figure below. The thug raised his sword, eyes blazing like embers, prepared to slice Sylvaris in half.


    But what happened next was something he never expected.


    A brilliant white light erupted from Sylvaris''s weapon, engulfing it entirely. The blade swelled to three times its size, flames of pure white burning so fiercely that the air itself twisted and rippled in the heat. The blazing weapon trembled in Sylvaris''s grip, heavy as if he were lifting a mountain, yet that only made his grin stretch wider.


    Shit... he forced me to use this... Sylvaris thought bitterly. I haven''t trained in this ability in years... but it doesn''t matter. Even an A-rank monster couldn''t survive this... and neither will you.


    His blade roared to life as he swung it downward. The air cracked like thunder as a wave of burning white light surged forward, swallowing the battlefield in its devastating glow. The power drained him instantly, and his weapon returned to normal, feeling light as a feather in his hand.


    The crimson-eyed man didn''t hesitate. With a roar, he raised his blade, pouring everything into one final desperate strike.


    It didn''t matter.


    The white flame carved through him like a scalding blade slicing through wax. The crimson fire snuffed out, and his sword shattered like glass in his hands. He barely had time to understand what had happened before his body split in half, his lifeless torso falling to one side while his legs crumpled beneath him. His guts spilled across the cracked earth, steaming in the cold air.


    Even in death, his crimson eyes still stared ahead, unblinking, unable to accept what had happened.


    Sylvaris stood over the mangled corpse, his golden eyes flickering as his breath slowly steadied. Blood dripped from his hair and clung to his white clothes, staining him like an artist''s twisted canvas.


    "Hmph... worthless." He wiped his blade clean on the dead man''s torn robes, flicking the blood away like dirt. A cold smile curled on his lips.

 Chapter 19: Pointy Ears?!

    Chapter 19 - Pointy Ears?!The entire battlefield was a mess. Blood pooled in dark puddles, soaking the earth beneath twisted limbs and lifeless bodies. The air reeked of iron, and the scent clung to everything like a curse. No matter where one looked, the ground was littered with corpses, the mangled remains of thugs and mercenaries sprawled across the land. The sight resembled the aftermath of a brutal war ¡ª yet it wasn''t an army that had torn this place apart.


    It was just one man.


    One man and his blade had carved this twisted masterpiece, if you could call it that.


    "I might have gone a little bit too berserk here..." Sylvaris muttered to himself, scratching his cheek with a sheepish laugh. His voice broke the unsettling silence that had fallen over the battlefield, his words feeling oddly out of place in the aftermath of so much death.


    He scanned his surroundings. The horses were long gone, the scent of blood having scared them off. Even his own carriage had vanished, no doubt dragged away by the terrified beast that had once been tethered to it. The mess he''d created had left him stranded and alone.


    "Great... just great." Sylvaris let out an exhausted sigh, dragging a bloodied hand down his face. "I could go back home, but... yeah, like they''ll welcome me with open arms after all this..."


    His gaze drifted across the endless bodies again. He didn''t regret the bloodshed ¡ª they came for his life, after all ¡ª but there was something unsettling about standing alone in a field of corpses. The silence gnawed at him, an eerie reminder that this wasn''t just some casual brawl.


    "Ugh... where the hell am I even supposed to go now?" He scratched the back of his head in frustration. Truthfully, he had no real plan. The king wanted him to join the trials, but Sylvaris knew that was just an excuse to send him away ¡ª a way to get rid of him before his growing power became too dangerous to ignore.


    He exhaled sharply and started walking, unsure of where the road would take him.


    "Whatever... once I return to the kingdom a year from now, I''ll either come back as a hero or a demon..." A crooked smile twisted his lips. "Both sound pretty damn good to me."


    With that, he kept walking down the lonely path, crimson-stained boots leaving a trail of blood in his wake.


    Time crawled by as Sylvaris walked along the dirt road, his boots scuffing lazily against the gravel. He had already covered quite a distance, choosing to travel alone for now. After all, he had only just regained his memories, and there hadn''t been a single moment to test out his new abilities or adjust to the reality that he had spent seventeen years in this world without taking advantage of the countless beauties around him.


    If anything, that was the greatest tragedy of all.


    "I just want to live a life surrounded by beauties," Sylvaris grumbled under his breath. "Touch boobs every day, get my dick cleaned whenever I need... but where the hell is that life? How long do I have to wait for it?!"


    He let out a frustrated sigh, dragging his fingers through his hair as if the wind might carry his sorrows away.


    "But hey... I do have good looks." His mood shifted instantly, a smug grin curling at his lips. "Hehehe... I was already handsome in my past life."


    There it was ¡ª his ego flaring once again, completely blind to how ugly he once was.


    "But now... now it''s even better." His fingers traced his jawline with exaggerated pride, his grin widening. "I think with a little practice, I could pull any girl."


    For once, he wasn''t entirely wrong. His current face was sharp yet delicate, blending a masculine charm with just enough softness to make women swoon. His dark hair framed his face perfectly, and the faint trace of arrogance in his eyes only added to his appeal. He had the kind of face that made noble daughters whisper behind their fans and made tavern girls abandon their work just to steal a second glance.


    Sylvaris smirked, his confidence swelling like a balloon.


    "Yeah... they''ll be eating out of my hand in no time," he muttered smugly. "I just need to figure out how to make those second princess boobs mine first... Hehehe..."


    The woods began to thicken as Sylvaris ventured deeper, the twisted branches curling like gnarled fingers overhead. The occasional howl of wolves echoed in the distance, but instead of feeling uneasy, Sylvaris grinned. Of course he did ¡ª twisted freak that he was ¡ª secretly hoping one of those wolves would leap at him just so he could practice his swordsmanship.


    "EEEYAAAH! NOOOO!"


    The scream rang out suddenly, sharp and shrill, cutting through the forest like a blade. The kind of scream that made your skin crawl ¡ª and yes, it was definitely a beauty in danger. How clich¨¦... Seriously, this is what the author came up with? Out of all the possible scenarios... really? Ugh, anyway... moving along...


    Sylvaris gripped his sword tightly. The sound came from the east... judging by her voice, she''s close. I can still make it in time. He moved swiftly, weaving between the trees with impressive speed. After all, he was a gentleman ¡ª at least in his mind ¡ª and how could a man like him ignore a damsel in distress?


    It didn''t take long before his gaze locked onto the scene ahead. A pack of wolves, their fangs bared and claws tearing at the earth, pursued a young woman. Her curves were... well, exactly what you''d expect. Round in all the right places, her chest bouncing with each desperate stride as she sprinted for her life. But there was something else... something that caught Sylvaris''s eye.


    Wait... are those... pointy ears?!


    His thoughts stumbled as realization hit him. An elf... a living, breathing elf. His mind raced with excitement ¡ª meeting an elf had been a dream of his for far too long, and now here she was, being chased down by a pack of wolves.


    Sylvaris''s grin widened, the kind of grin that would make any sane person take a step back. His sword flashed from its sheath, and with a wild gleam in his eyes, he bolted after the wolves.


    Elf!


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 Chapter 20: The Forbidden Nectar

    Chapter 20 - The Forbidden NectarSylvaris''s eyes were almost hypnotized, trailing only the jiggling butt of the elf as she sprinted ahead, completely ignoring the wolves flanking her from both sides. The beasts weren''t charging blindly ¡ª no, they were calculating. Like any decent pack of hunters, they aimed to cut her off, to box her in before lunging straight for the throat, where the kill would be swift and clean.


    Unlucky for them, though... they''d run into a different kind of predator today. Not the kind that hunted for meat ¡ª oh no ¡ª this one hunted women, and he would go to any length to win their favor.


    The elf''s outfit wasn''t helping the situation either ¡ª not for Sylvaris, at least. A cream and green dress clung to her skin like it had been painted on, damp with sweat and torn at the edges. The short skirt barely even qualified as one, riding up with every desperate stride, showing off those jiggling cheeks in full display. Her massive breasts were bouncing with every movement, barely held in by the thin, laced fabric that looked like it was fighting its own battle for survival. Honestly, the real miracle here was that it hadn''t burst apart already.


    "Run for the tree! I got your back!" Sylvaris shouted, his voice slicing through the wind. The elf''s ears perked the moment she heard him. She had nearly resigned herself to death, already preparing for her final moments... but now, the voice of a stranger promising safety? It was like the cherry on top of a very desperate cake.


    These wolves are around level thirty... nothing special. Sylvaris''s golden eyes gleamed, calm and calculating as he assessed the pack. The real problem is whether more are lurking nearby. They always travel in numbers. But it''s fine. I can handle these three, then move on to secure the coochie¡ª I mean, the beauty...


    Even in his thoughts, he was already battling himself. A never-ending war between the gentleman he pretended to be... and the pervert he absolutely was. Both sides waged a constant internal conflict, each one pulling at his mind in a tug-of-war that never seemed to end.


    The wolves had noticed something amiss. The unfamiliar voice, a disturbance in their primal instincts, was a problem. They could feel a powerful aura growing stronger behind them, but the rush of bloodlust had already overtaken their senses. One of the wolves barked loudly, as if to announce to the others that he would deal with the newcomer. Without warning, it suddenly took a sharp U-turn, its body shifting with terrifying speed, transforming into a streak of crimson. Its aim was painfully obvious¡ªSylvaris''s legs.


    Yet, the beast had underestimated its opponent. sea??h th§× N?vel?ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The moment the elf girl jumped up¡ªclumsily, almost desperately¡ªclinging to the tree, Sylvaris didn''t hesitate. His blade flashed through the air in a lethal arc, claiming its first kill. A piercing wound appeared in the center of the wolf''s skull. Sylvaris saw the blood spurting, splattering across the ground. In that instant, a small line of text appeared before his eyes:


    [EXP__12%/100%]


    It was a cold reminder that in this world, experience could only be gained through death¡ªthrough monsters slain in battle. Killing them raised one''s level, unlocking power-ups and new skills. It was a brutal system, but it worked. And Sylvaris couldn''t help but feel a rush from it.


    The remaining two wolves, enraged by the loss of their comrade, howled in fury. Their crimson eyes flared, their bodies expanding as they grew to towering heights. Three meters of muscle, fur, and bloodlust¡ªmassive jaws that could tear through steel. These were not the same wolves who had first approached him.


    Now they''re taking me seriously. Good, I was about to fall asleep from boredom.


    Sylvaris smirked to himself. With a powerful yet agile step, he shot forward. His blade gleamed, blindingly bright. One step, two steps, and he was already in front of the massive jaws that were snapping toward him.


    You want to eat me? I don''t blame you. You''re just an animal. But let me show you the path to the underworld. Because if you dare challenge me...


    The words rang in his mind, epic and fast, like a battle cry. He longed to say them out loud, to show the world his defiance, but he knew better. These beasts could kill him with one mistake. A second''s hesitation could be fatal.


    The wolf lunged, its jaws wide open, aiming to bite him in half. But Sylvaris was faster. He twisted his body in an almost inhuman way, his movements flowing like water, his sword cutting through the air. The blade slashed past the beast''s neck with surgical precision, severing it in one swift strike. Blood exploded from the wound, splattering across the ground in a violent gush. Sylvaris ducked behind the dying beast, using its massive form as a shield.


    But the other wolf didn''t follow.


    Did it run? Or...?


    A cold shiver ran down his spine. The silence was unsettling. Then, just as the thought crossed his mind, he felt it¡ªa surge of murderous intent. His eyes widened in shock.


    Before he could react, a sense of dread coursed down his spine. He barely managed to leap into the air as the massive jaws of the second wolf snapped shut on the dead wolf''s carcass, missing him by mere inches.


    Seriously?!


    The wolf was relentless¡ªwild, untamed, and furious. But that also made things easier. Sylvaris''s grip tightened around his sword. Mana rushed into the blade, filling it with an otherworldly brilliance. The sword grew in size, its aura blinding. And with a fierce roar, he crashed down, striking the wolf with the full force of his fury. The beast was cleaved in two, its massive body falling apart in a shower of blood, its final scream cut off abruptly.


    Sylvaris stood amidst the carnage, his white clothes drenched in blood. He looked like a maniac¡ªlike a warrior reborn in the heat of battle. But a strange satisfaction filled him. He could feel the power coursing through him, the experience points piling up. The thrill of the kill was intoxicating.


    "Huuuu..."


    He exhaled sharply, trying to steady his breath as he landed lightly on the ground. His eyes shifted to the tree where the elf girl was still clinging to the bark. He straightened, resting his sword lazily on his shoulder, and walked toward her like a true hero, the savior of the day.


    "You''re perfectly safe now, miss. You can come do¡ª"


    His voice faltered as he looked up.


    There it was. In all its forbidden glory.


    He froze, his gaze locking onto it in utter disbelief. A treasure¡ªunseen by mortal eyes¡ªlay exposed right in front of him. His breath hitched as he stared. Time seemed to slow. The sheer temptation was overwhelming.


    A whisper escaped his lips, so soft that even he barely heard it.


    "Pink..."


    There it was, a forbidden nectar, wide open, awaiting his gaze. The sight was so tempting, so pure, it almost felt like an irresistible trap. But Sylvaris, ever the gentleman¡ªor perhaps a pervert¡ªwas caught in a moment of weakness, his thoughts spiraling in ways he never thought possible.

 Chapter 21: Trapped in Time**

    Chapter 21 - Trapped in Time**Sylvari''s eyes scanned every single inch of the elf''s butt. From where he stood, she was fully revealed to him. To his pleasant surprise, she was going commando. This is heaven, no seriously, he thought, I''m so glad I had died and been reincarnated into this world. This view alone is worth dying for. Her ass cheeks looked so squishy and plump, and her pussy was cleanly shaved. With her legs spread out, he could see everything from there; it was right in his face, all his for the taking.


    "Can I come down now?" the elf girl asked timidly as she clung to the tree for dear life.


    "Ah? No, no," he replied quickly. "I think I heard another wolf approaching. Please stay like this a little longer to make sure you are safe." His voice was loud as he pretended to care about her safety when in reality, he was just feasting on her naked kitty with his buddy rising from the heat he felt. Shit... it''s hard to hold it in... I must somehow get her to sleep with me today or my dick will explode.


    "Please, hurry... I can''t hold it much longer." Her voice strained as she watched from the side, her legs trembling and arms on the verge of giving out. Below her, a man of great culture studied a treasure he should not be gazing at - something sacred. Disaster loomed in this moment. Just seconds after she spoke, her fingers gave way, unable to bear the weight any longer. The elf, weighing around 65 kilograms, plummeted to the ground, his face exposed to her as she fell.


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    For some inexplicable reason, Sylvaris couldn''t dodge; it was as if something inside him compelled him to stay put and await the fall. Yes, it would hurt, but did he care? Not one bit. If a man couldn''t endure a blow, what kind of man would he be? The elf''s ass landed on his face with a soft pomf, causing both of them to tumble to the ground.


    "Ow... That hurt..." She had yet to realize someone was beneath her.


    Divine elf booty detected... proceeding with the attack!


    In his mind, Sylvaris chuckled at the situation. A warm and musky scent enveloped him as he found himself unwilling to let go; not now, not ever. With a squelch, his tongue found its mark without invitation or hesitation ¨C just another day in the park for him.


    "Kyaa!" The elf''s sudden scream mixed arousal with panic as something warm and wet invaded uncharted territory within her body. Her purple eyes widened in shock as her tongue darted out involuntarily.


    "Noo! Get off!"


    A surge of powerful magic erupted from her body unexpectedly, catching Sylvaris off guard. She shot up quickly, hands instinctively shielding her most intimate parts. "How dare you disrespect the future queen of Orrivale Kingdom!? You will die!" Her movements were swift like lightning; an energy cocoon wrapped around Sylvaris freezing him in place.


    What is happening? This magic surpasses someone who struggles against mere wolves!


    Panic set in as he tried to formulate an escape plan while time seemed suspended around him.


    Am I trapped in time?


    The elf''s flustered expression didn''t change, her hand glowing with a soft green light.


    This... this has to be some kind of spell. It''s a time prison, isn''t it?


    Panic surged for a brief moment. I can''t stay stuck here¡ªtrapped by this magic, withering away while time passes me by. I have to break free, or I''ll die here, an old man, unable to do anything.


    Sylvaris clenched his fists, recalling old legends. I''ve heard of elven royalty possessing this kind of power. They can lock someone away forever if they''re not careful.


    No. Not me. I won''t be a prisoner.


    His thoughts steadied, turning into something more determined. This is just another challenge. Fine. I''ll take it on.


    A twisted smile crept across his face, something darker lurking in the corners of his mind. And once I''m free... there''ll be no escaping me.


    He thought for a second, before a twisted smile rose on his lips.


    System, I need help. If you''re out there, get me out of this place. You need a Harem God, don''t you? Sylvaris thought, his expression shifting to a smirk. It was a bit cocky, but then again, he was a cheeky brat. And it''s true, the system could break him out¡ªbut not without some suffering.


    [The System agrees to assist you just this once]


    [Time until breakout: 1 year]


    [Have fun]


    HAVE FUN!? Sylvaris seethed, his frustration boiling over. Is it mocking me, or just spitting in my face? This... no... no... this can''t be happening! I will complain. I will write a complaint to customer support! Who treats their client like this!?


    His mind was filled with rage, but his body remained still, trapped.


    Not like there''s customer service... not like anyone would listen to me anyway... He grit his teeth. Fine. So be it. You think I can''t last a year without sex? I survived twenty-five years in my previous life without it! You know how hard that was?


    But no matter how much he fumed and raged, no response came. No help. No answer. Sylvaris was left suspended in his prison for an entire year, stuck in a state of frustration. Imagine the pressure building up in his dick, staring at the massive elf boobs for over a year, knowing he would be able to feast on them the moment he was freed.


    His thoughts spiraled. I''ll make sure to take my revenge on this elf once I''m out. She won''t get away with this... no matter what.


    [3]


    [2]


    [1]


    [The seal will now be broken]


    Crack!


    The sound of the seal breaking echoed in the air. For the elf, it had only been a second. But as her eyes widened, she saw a devilish grin spread across Sylvaris''s face. His golden eye now shone with a mysterious, almost dangerous light, making her feel faint.


    "Now... you''ll be mine..." he breathed, his words heavy with anticipation. His panting grew louder as he prepared himself. Happy eighteenth birthday, Sylvaris... he thought with a sadistic grin.

 Chapter 22: Their Internal Battles*

    Chapter 22 - Their Internal Battles*A mysterious light shone from Sylvaris''s eyes, and the moment it met the elf woman''s gaze, her vision began to blur. A high-pitched ringing filled her ears, and her body, once tense and braced for a fight, suddenly relaxed. It was as if she''d been struck by intoxication, her mind clearing as all her worries faded. In their place, there was only one thought¡ªan overwhelming desire to obey whatever command the man before her gave.


    Damn it all, Sylvaris thought bitterly. I didn''t want to use this on her... but she left me no choice. His anger flared. Why did this damn elf have to push me to the point of using all ten points of my Harem God Energy? S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Rage simmered in his chest as he watched her succumb. He couldn''t believe this was where he''d ended up¡ªforced to resort to such measures. If he was being honest, he hadn''t even considered using his [Brainwash] skill on her. This wasn''t the kind of challenge he sought. There''s no fun in this, he realized with a sinking feeling. If there''s no game, no thrill, then what''s the point?


    Easy victories like this left a sour taste in his mouth, and the satisfaction of domination felt nothing like he imagined. It was bitter and empty.


    Yet, right now, he was free to do as he pleased. And as his eyes lingered on the elf''s slutty body, all of her curves drove him mad, the temptation radiating from her was undeniable. Despite everything that held him back, despite his frustration and the bitterness that still simmered within him, he couldn''t deny the rush of excitement that stirred deep inside.


    There was a strange thrill in the power he wielded now, a sense of control he couldn''t ignore. It was a dangerous allure, one that made his heart race, even though he knew exactly what he was capable of. The temptation was powerful, and for all the bitterness he felt, he couldn''t completely turn away from it.


    I''ll just use her to get this frustration out of me. It means nothing, Sylvaris reassured himself, trying to push aside the guilt creeping in. The system didn''t say anything about a time limit, so I''ll assume I can use it for as long as I need. For now, I''ll see how well this skill works.


    His eyes lingered on her, drawn to the way her body seemed to draw him in. I wonder what''s hiding under those clothes. They''re barely holding her together anyway. He tried to shake off the thought, but the temptation was hard to ignore. Despite everything, he still found himself intrigued, the desire gnawing at him.


    "What''s your name?" he asked casually, stepping closer. This time, she didn''t move, didn''t flinch, and it was even better than he had hoped. Her stillness was a strange comfort.


    "My name is Liraeth Moonvale, noble of the Moonvale family, and the only daughter of Vaerion Moonvale." She spoke with a confidence that felt almost rehearsed, but there was something in her voice, a hint of uncertainty she didn''t understand. Inside her, a strange stirring began. Why am I answering him like this? Why do I feel like I want to please him? The thought left her confused, her mind a tangled mess of emotions. This feeling... it''s not love, is it?


    She couldn''t make sense of it. All she knew was that something about the man in front of her, his presence, his aura, all of him was making her feel warm, unsettled, and drawn to him in a way she couldn''t explain. It wasn''t love. It couldn''t be. But it was powerful. And for some reason, she couldn''t stop her body from reacting in weird ways, making her pussy feel tingly and warm.


    Why is it so hot all of a sudden? My thighs press together on instinct, like they know something I don''t. Damn it... why does my body react to his voice like that? I can feel a slick, slow heat gathering between my legs, and I haven''t even touched myself yet. And... yet I can feel that my vagina is craving for his touch, this is... this is not how a lady should feel... I... I! But despite her best efforts, Liraeth began to lose the battle within herself. Her eyes, once unsure and clouded, locked onto Sylvaris, tracing the sharp lines of his muscles and the way his gaze never wavered from hers. It was impossible to ignore how his presence seemed to overpower her, how his every movement seemed to pull her in further, intensifying her arousal.


    And Sylvaris saw it, too. He noticed the quick shift in her eyes, the way they seemed to darken, like they were suddenly filled with hunger, as if she wanted to consume him whole. He swallowed, feeling a tight knot of anticipation in his chest. Shit. I''ll use this to its fullest. I don''t care anymore.


    He moved forward, his steps heavy and deliberate. Each footfall seemed to thunder in the silence, the sound of his approach sending a jolt of anticipation through Liraeth. Her body tensed, a mix of confusion and desire warring within her. She didn''t know why she felt this way, but the energy between them was undeniable.


    His hands moved on their own, landing on the massive breasts that instantly made his fingers sink in like he was touching a pair of marshmallows.


    "A-Ahhn!" Liraeth let out a stuttered gasp as her body jerked to his sudden touch; the way his fingertips grabbed her sent a shock through her body, letting the ocean flow in her pussy. Fuck... I can''t hold back anymore... I want him to claim me... why? Why do I feel this way?!


    Shit, they are so heavy; how does she even stand straight with weapons like these?! Sylvaris was surprised; he had never touched breasts so big in his life.


    His fingers pirouetted over the emerald gem nestled at her collarbone, delicately tracing the intricate golden setting before deftly unhooking it with a barely audible click. As the clasp surrendered, the tension that held her voluptuous breasts together was released with a gasp that escaped her lips in a breathy, "H-Hya~!"


    The fabric, adorned with delicate embroidery, slithered down, unveiling her ample bosom. Her nipples stood proudly like twin peaks, stiff and pointed, beckoning Sylvaris to gently pinch them.


    With a soft pinch from his fingers on her sensitive buds, she couldn''t help but whimper in pleasure, her skin tingling under his touch. Each caress elicited a throaty "Fuaaah~!" as she moaned shakily, surrendering to the stranger''s illicit exploration of what belonged to her fianc¨¦.


    Her nipples were erect and rigid against his touch while her breasts remained irresistibly soft¡ªa paradox that mesmerized him. The conflicting emotions played out on her face as pleasure mingled with guilt in each drawn-out moan that escaped her lips. Despite knowing this was wrong, the sensations overwhelmed any thoughts of resistance; she was lost in the throes of unexpected ecstasy, making her feel wet, sticky liquid flow down between her thighs.


    Sylvaris''s own arousal pulsed painfully in his dick, urging him to ravage her completely and satiate his desires. Yet his mind warred with his body''s primal instincts¡ªurging him to savor this forbidden fruit rather than devour it whole.

 Chapter 23: He Pulled Her Ears, She Gave Her Soul**

    Chapter 23 - He Pulled Her Ears, She Gave Her Soul**The heat rose in his body to uncontrollable levels. Her moans made him feel like he would cum without even having a chance to fuck this slutty elf in front of him.


    "Get on your knees for me," he said with a commanding tone, something in his eyes shined, and Liraeth felt her knees give way. She did not even understand how that happened, but her face was already down to the ground, resting right before a bulge in the man''s pants.


    Is that his cock? She blinked her purple eyes, her pointy ears twitching slightly in a crimson glow. He''s already so hard... for me? She could feel her heart pound like a drum in the heat of the concert; it threatened to escape her chest. Her eyes gently rose to look up, locking with Sylvaris, who had a greedy and wild look on his face.


    "Now, be a good girl for me and pull my pants down," Sylvaris said with his own heart pounding wildly.


    "Yes~... master~..." A melodic sound escaped her lips; one that even she herself was surprised about. She licked her lips in forbidden anticipation; for some reason, she wanted to please him to the fullest, even if she had to cross the line and pleasure him in adulterous ways.


    "Master, huh?" Sylvaris revealed a satisfied grin. He could feel his penis almost begging him to cum already. The more she said, the more she moaned, the more he wanted to burst. "I love that... you can call me master from now on then."


    He watched as her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his pants and tugged them down in one fluid motion. But from Liraeth''s perspective, something suddenly slapped out of his pants - something heavy and proud.


    "Hyaa~!" she yelped in surprise, her eyes snapping wide as his cock already stood as tall as a tower casting a shadow over her flushed face. It twitched before her eyes as if begging her to take care of its needs.


    So this is his manhood? It''s not as long as I expected but... I can feel my pussy begging for it to go inside me; to get the heat out of my body... "I want to make you feel good, Master..." A melodic slutty sound left her mouth catching Sylvaris off guard; he had not expected the brainwash to work that well...


    "Good girl." He patted her silver hair as she already had her hands prepared right before his dick suspended in mid-air; she didn''t dare touch it without his orders.


    "I want to see what that mouth of yours can do, give me a taste of an elf." This is it! A fucking elf will be sucking my dick... This has to be a dream; this is heaven, heaven! Sylvaris screamed in his mind.


    The moment he gave her the green light, she pounced on him like a hungry tigress. Her fingers wrapped around his cock giving it a firm grip that sent a jolt running through his body. Shit! That was close... He had to control himself so he wouldn''t cum already.


    With a desperate and needy expression on her face, Liraeth moved closer, her hot breath tickling his penis head, before wrapping around the salty tip. "Mmm~" A moan of relief escaped her... she had been craving this very moment for a while now. It''s a little salty, but I don''t mind at all~ She couldn''t hold her own hand either as it sneakily slid down to her twitching vagina.


    Instantly, a hot entrance of her perfect mouth wrapped around his penis, and her head bobbed deeper to accommodate more of his size, making him feel like she could melt him with her mouth alone.


    "Fuuuck..." Sylvaris let out a powerful moan; he could feel himself already reaching his limit, and it was all to blame on this slutty elf. Who asked her to have such a teasing body, making him hold in his desires for an entire year? S~ea??h the NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Slrp... slrk..." The sloppy sounds of her tongue working on pleasing his penis quickly filled the area. The way her soft lips curved around his dick made Sylvaris beg for more; he wanted this moment to never end. Her skillful tongue made it hard for him to stand, his legs trembling as she sucked him eagerly, craving his release.


    If he didn''t control himself, the pleasure would have sent him tumbling to the ground. It felt like electric shocks were pulsing through his dick continuously, the texture of her tongue on his tip sending shivers down his spine. Each teasing flick of her rough tongue along his cock heightened the sensation, every movement a dance of silk against sandpaper. The soft, wet friction made his toes curl in ecstasy.


    Fuck, fuck, fuck... this feels so fucking goooooood! He screamed inside with pleasure; it was so intense he couldn''t even vocalize a sound.


    "Schlk... slrp... aahhn~!" Liraeth couldn''t hold it in, even as she worked overtime to suck his soul out, Nnh~! I-It''s too good... his cock in my mouth, the taste... ngh! Her fingers kept moving on their own... Mmmh~! I-I''m so close... but... I have to hold it... her fingers played with her clitoris, making her body feel like it would soon explode. I can feel something coming... I-It''s building... t-too much... ngh! Hold it... hold it...!


    But the same was also to be said with Sylvaris as well, "T-Too good... ngh... not yet...!" He could barely even think straight anymore; her tongue had made him lose all control. "AHHH! Screw it!" Suddenly, Sylvaris grabbed her by her long pointy ears.


    "Mmphh~!?" Her mouth was still full with his dick, yet the sudden pull by her ears sent a jolt of pleasure through her, making her gasp.


    His fingers curled tighter around her trembling elf ears and the moment the pressure deepened, she convulsed. Her moan came out strangled, "Mmmf¡ª! Nghhh~!" as her body locked up in climax. Her thighs shook violently beneath her, slick fingers frozen in place as her mind shattered with pleasure.


    Sylvaris felt the way her throat clenched around him, the twitch of her tongue as she came mid-suck. That was it. He growled low and thrust forward with rough, primal power that came from the depths of his soul. His hips snapped against her face, again and again, while his grip on her elf ears anchored her in place like handles made just for him.


    Each brutal thrust made her gag wetly¡ª"Glrk! Glrk!"¡ªfollowed by needy, broken moans as spit spilled from her lips: "Mmmf~! Nnngh...!" The lewd rhythm echoed in the air: "Plap! Slrk! Slap!" over and over again.


    "Take it¡ªmmn¡ªjust like that..." he snarled through gritted teeth. "Fuck¡ªyour slutty elf mouth''s perfect...


    Her eyes rolled back, tears spilling down her flushed cheeks, yet she didn''t resist¡ªshe welcomed the onslaught, moaning around him as her body trembled from aftershocks. "Mmmf~! Mmph... mmmhnn~!"


    Suddenly, he could feel something building deep within him. His thrusts intensified. "Fuck! I''m gonna cum... take it all in, you bitch!" With a final thrust, his body jolted as a powerful flood of white and hot liquid threatened to shoot out at any given moment now.


    "Glrk! Glrk! Slrp... mmhf~!" He''s twitching so much... I can feel his penis growing inside of my mouth... it feels like it would soon explode... Her throat flexed violently as the first hot spurt shot deep inside her. She jolted in place, moaning around him, eyes wide and tearing up as rope after rope poured into her mouth, endless white cum so thick and hot filled her up.


    "Mmmf~! Mmmmhh...!" she whined, choked by his cum, but she didn''t pull back, oh no, she leaned in like a hungry beast, desperate to drink it all, to be filled, to obey. Her mind spun in delirium as she swallowed every pulse and every twitch.

 Chapter 24: The Hunter and His Elf***

    Chapter 24 - The Hunter and His Elf***"Gnk! Gulp. Gulp... mmhf~", she swallowed as fast as she could, each thick pulse sliding down her throat like molten heat. "Mmmn... slrp...", It''s so delicious... master''s cum...


    Her mouth pulled back slowly, parting with a wet "pop~!" that echoed in the silence. She pressed a kiss to his still-leaking tip gently¡ª"Mwah~"¡ªher tongue still twitching, as if worshipping him.


    She licked the tip clean, a string of spit and cum connecting her lips to his cock. Her eyes glazed, tongue hanging slightly as she whispered, "More... please, I want to taste more of your delicious love juice..."


    Holy shit... just what the hell is that brainwash skill? It was enough to make this slutty elf lose her mind completely. Sylvaris could not believe what was happening. In front of his eyes, there was an elf with her fully naked breasts dripping with saliva from the blowjob, and there he was, getting his dick cleaned by her. Her seductive tongue was so red and perfect¡ªevery move she made deeper caused him to feel like he would lose control and cum. Fortunately, he managed to hold on long enough to fill her mouth, leaving him feeling refreshed.


    Damn... I might get addicted to this. Blowjobs are even better than I thought. But now, he wanted something more... something that would truly make this elf his.


    Let me check the harem system before that... oh?! A surprised expression rose on his face. I have gained some experience points. Sylvaris glanced inside his system, visible to him alone, while Liraeth worked diligently to revive his limp penis as though her very existence hinged on it. A deep desire blazed in her purple eyes¡ªthe urgency conveyed a sense that failure today would be catastrophic. Her body exuded desperation and lust...


    [Level: 1(50%)]


    One ejaculation brought me so close to level 2? Or was it the fact that it was a blowjob? Interesting... He thought with curiosity burning in his eyes. But heh... a smug smile rose on his lips, I will get to find out soon enough, his eyes darted to her squatting position, suddenly his dick twitched, slowly regaining his energy, making Liraeth''s eyes light up with joy.


    "Mmmf~! Mmn~! W-Welcome back, Master~!" she muffled out, her voice vibrating with joy as she suckled hungrily. Her eyes glistened with devotion, hands already stroking in rhythm with her lips, as if she couldn''t wait a second longer to worship him all over again.


    Fuck... this woman might just be the death of me before I even get a chance to fuck her mindless... He was still sensitive after comming, his body tingling from the unexpected assault, causing his legs to wobble slightly. As he glanced at Liraeath, a radiant glow enveloped the system window above her, displaying a conquering meter. However, the number it revealed left him feeling a twinge of disappointment.


    [Conquering:5%]


    Is it because she is brainwashed? Her actions do not apply to reality, she most likely only relies on her instincts to move and act like this, but heh... who cares, it''s more fun this way, simply making her fully lose her mind for me would take away the fun from the long game. At least he didn''t lose hope; his hands moved to push away the head of the elf who desperately clung to his dick, refusing to let go of that delicious and sweet lollipop of his.


    "Enough, get on your fours for me." His sudden words made her sad puppy eyes light up with pure and true happiness when Liraeth understood what he implied. Masters dick... he will finally give it to me... deep... inside me~ her already soaked and creamy pussy only grew hotter further, she instantly adjusted herself, getting on all fours and lifting her skirt up a little to fully reveal all of her perfections to him.


    She looked back at him with hearts in her eyes, her hips swaying side to side as her cheeks clapped together with each shake¡ª"Plap! Plap!"


    "Mmm~ don''t you want to grab me, Master~? I''m all yours~!" she moaned, glancing back with a glint of lust and obedience in her eyes.


    Uncontrollable fire suddenly surged in Sylvaris''s heart as he gazed at her nakedness, her perfect ass swaying invitingly. Her pink paradise glistened, soaked and dripping with desire. The dirt beneath caught the trickle of her sticky juices as they flowed down her clitoris. Despite her dirty knees, she seemed oblivious to it all in that moment.


    Nnnh~...! A needy moan slipped past her lips as she arched her back, her bare knees pressing into the soft forest floor. Cool grass tickled her thighs while damp earth clung to her palms, but all she could feel was his hot stare devouring her from behind. Sear?h the nov§×lF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He''s coming...


    Liraeth could hear the slow, deliberate crunch of leaves beneath Sylvaris''s boots. Each step sent another pulse of heat rushing through her melting pussy. Her hips twitched, butt swaying just enough to entice¡ªjust enough to beg.


    He''s not even touching me... and I''m already shaking... ngh~!


    "Ahhn~..." she whimpered, her voice melting into the forest air as his shadow stretched over her. His aura was suffocating, like a beast whose hunger she couldn''t resist. She wished for him to devour her, to make her his.


    Please... take me already... mark me... ruin me...


    She could see his wolfish grin slowly rise on his lips, those predatory eyes, wild and starving, locked on her trembling body. She was ready. Begging. And when he reached for her, she knew there was no going back.


    Her arms quivered beneath her, legs spread and shaking, her soaked vagina glistening in the forest light. Liraeth''s breath came in desperate pants, and her mouth trembled with incoherent whispers.


    "H-Hurry... please... I-I can''t wait anymore... ngh~!"


    Her body was already gone, brain fogged by pleasure, but the final thread of sanity clung to the trembling of her lips¡ªuntil he grabbed her.


    Let me give you what you want, you slutty elf. Today, I will fuck you until you''re completely mine. After all, I don''t need to care about making you pregnant. Sylvaris dropped to his knees, his dick positioned right in front of her creamy pussy.


    His hands slammed down on her ass cheeks with a rough and dominant "pow!" Meant to claim her, and in that instant, her world snapped.


    "Khh¡ªHYAAAH~!"


    Her voice cracked, eyes rolling back as her back arched hard. Her hips jerked back against him on instinct, tears bursting from her eyes as her brain fully surrendered.


    "Y-You grabbed me~! You grabbed me¡ªahhh~! Thank you, Master~!"


    She''s crazy as fuck haha! And then, Sylvaris gently pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance. Without any warning, he thrust brutally with one powerful motion, filling and entering her hot and soaking wet pussy that instantly sucked him in like a black hole, yet it felt more like he had entered a sun itself.


    "AHHHNN~!" she screamed loud as her raw virgin pussy was penetrated by her master''s penis. Her mouth hung open in a delirious smile, drool spilling as her fingers clawed at the forest floor. He''s inside... h-he''s really inside...!


    Her body convulsed from just the entrance, pleasure crashing through her like a storm. I''m yours... I''m made for this... I-I''m so happy~!


    [Conquering: 30%]

 Chapter 25: Another One To The Harem***

    Chapter 25 - Another One To The Harem***"Hnngh... ngh... nghhh~!" The air resonated with a mix of pain and pleasure as Liraeth''s thigh quivered under the relentless assault. Each forceful, primal thrust struck her with a ferocious intensity, somehow amplifying the pleasure coursing through her. It was her first time experience of forbidden intimacy, made even more intense by the fact that her slutty pussy making naughty sounds for a stranger she had just encountered moments ago.


    Ahhhn~! It hurts¡ªbut I don''t want it to stop~! My pussy feels like it''s going to be ripped to pieces, it hurts like hell.. but why does it feel so good?! Why do I want him to get more and more rough with me? Her eyes were already fully blanked out, hot steam left her mouth with every exhale, filling the silent forest with hot breeding sounds of two thirsty beasts, Liraeth could feel heat pulsing through her insides, as Sylvaris''s dick moved with ferocity even he was not aware of.


    Tight¡ªnghh... too tight... Sylvaris was fighting a battle of his own, despite being able to move with powerful thrusts, he struggled against the constriction of her velvety pussy walls that relentlessly squeezed his cock. The intense heat engulfing his dick felt like it could sear him to cinders. Yet, the slickness of her wet and creamy pussy heightened the pleasure to an unbearable peak. Each silky, molten embrace drew him deeper, spinning his senses into a frenzy. I don''t know how much longer I can last... the way her walls are gripping me makes me want to cum inside her so much... sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    He realized his time was running out, and with his mind overtaken by primal instincts, Sylvaris couldn''t maintain control any longer. Just twenty seconds after starting, he was unable to hold back. A little more and he would burst.


    "Ahn~... ahn~... ahn~..." Liraeth was finally starting to really enjoy his cock inside of her. It fit her pussy perfectly, making her want to clench it even tighter subconsciously. Hnn... it''s... twitching...? Suddenly, an uncontrollably twitching of the dick inside of her sent waves of unknown pleasure. Her mind was already on the verge of full collapse and now, she completely lost it. Her tongue stuck out of her mouth, saliva running down from it to the ground, and her eyes started to roll up into their sockets.


    "Nnngh¡ªfuck... I''m cumming...!" he groaned, slamming deep one final time.


    Fuck... fuck... fuck... His grip faltered, her pussy clenching around him like a vise, threatening to tear his dick off. The tightness of her pussy fueled his primal urge to claim her completely. The desire to breed her overwhelmed him, urging him for more, deeper, harder. Fuuuuuck!


    "Ahhh~!" A painful yet pleasurable scream escaped her lips at the abrupt assault, his sudden movements intensifying. Sylvaris''s hips thrusted against her relentlessly, as if she were a bitch in heat and he was on a mission to conquer her.


    Her scream reverberated through the trees as hot cum surged into her in thick spurts of molten lava, filling her up in heavy waves. Her stomach tensed. Her body shook. She didn''t know what was happening¡ªonly that her womb was clenching, sucking it in, and her mind was fracturing from the pleasure.


    H-He''s releasing in me... inside... it''s filling me... ngh~! Her arms weakened, her face dropping into the plush forest floor, as her inner walls spasmed uncontrollably from the hot and thick release flooding her insides, sending intense waves of pleasure she hadn''t experienced before, causing a sensation of something coming surge from her core.


    Sylvaris had just come, his penis still deep inside of her. Huh? Why are her hips moving so much?! Nnngh! Suddenly, her pussy walls clenched around him with intense power, her hips moving on their own. The suction that enveloped him intensified, coaxing even more cum from him. The heat surrounding Sylvaris''s dick made him feel like he would lose it, burning off in the pleasure he was experiencing.


    Did she come too? He wasn''t certain, but that sensation had to be undeniable; he witnessed her body quiver, sensed it as he was deep inside her ¨C that was undoubtedly her climax.


    He observed her back, his breath ragged from exhaustion. From his vantage point, her bare skin glistened with droplets of sweat, her silver locks cascading over her face. Beneath the veil of hair, Silvaris could discern deep pants emanating, yet she remained still, only quivering from the intense release. Unbeknownst to him, she had reached a powerful climax; every nerve in her body ablaze, rendering her momentarily powerless. In that fleeting moment of raw passion, they were both consumed by primal lust, heightening their senses to an overwhelming degree, particularly hers.


    A primal urge stirred deep within Sylvaris, one he hadn''t felt before ¡ª possessive, protective, and entirely consuming. He reached out, wrapping his arms around her slender waist, his fingers gently brushing against the softness of her belly. Her skin was warm and impossibly smooth, sending an unexpected thrill through him. He pulled her close, holding her body with a quiet intensity, like she was something too precious to ever let go.


    To his surprise, her hands instinctively moved to meet his, resting softly atop them. Her head tilted back, settling against his shoulder, her breath light and trembling. Though the heat of their earlier connection still lingered between them, now there was something different ¡ª something more tender.


    A system window blinked softly before his eyes.


    [Congratulations!]


    [Your conquest meter has reached 100%]


    [Would you like to add this woman to your harem as your second wife?]


    Are you kidding me, system? He inhaled her scent, the subtle sweetness of her skin made his heart thrum louder in his chest. She was perfect. Everything about her ¡ª from her soft curves to the gentle sound of her breath ¡ª made his instincts scream.


    He pressed his lips gently against the curve of her neck, unable to resist. And when a soft, shivering moan escaped her lips in response, he knew one thing with absolute certainty.


    I want all of this. She''s mine... only mine.


    Syvlaris''s heart raced in sync with his thoughts, a rush of heat surging through him, engorging his nearly spent cock, reigniting its size and vigor.

 Chapter 26: Love Born from Brainwash?***

    Chapter 26 - Love Born from Brainwash?***[Liraeth Moonvale has been added to the harem as the second wife]


    [You have received 1 point]


    [Congratulations! You have reached Level 2!]


    [You have received 1 point]


    [You can now use Elven Magic]


    [New feature unlocked: Love Meter]


    [Current Love Meter with Liraeth: 14%]


    [Reach 50% for the next reward]


    The system message lit up in front of his eyes, glowing softly like a divine blessing. Sylvaris blinked a few times, taking it all in.


    Hah... Elven magic, huh? Sylvaris thought, eyes glinting with curiosity. Does that mean I can use my wife''s abilities to some extent?


    His smirk widened at the thought. So not only do I get the beauty, I get the benefits too? The possibilities stirred something inside him ¡ª a blend of greed, ambition, and pure excitement. Imagine a harem stacked with powerful women from every race... and I get all their perks? S§×arch* The Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A new hunger sparked in his golden eyes. This was no longer just about pleasure. No... this was power. And Sylvaris planned to milk it for all it was worth.


    But for now, he pushed that greedy ambition aside. In this moment, he held his new wife in his arms, her soft warmth pressed against his chest. It wasn''t time for schemes or domination. It was time to care for her needs and give her the wedding night she deserved. His lips never left her neck, trailing gentle kisses even as his eyes skimmed the glowing system message hovering before him.


    A strange warmth suddenly surged through his body, filling his limbs with renewed energy. His aching muscles, once heavy from battle and other... exertions, now buzzed with life. And his cock ¡ª well, he clearly wasn''t done yet. Rising with proud defiance, it seemed just as eager as its master.


    "Nnh~..." a soft moan escaped her lips as his mouth traced the curve of her neck. Her breath hitched, body arching slightly into his touch. Liraeth was still intoxicated from her previous climax, her body was sensitive to the lightest touch, and this sudden attack from his lips, had awakened something in her that she would have never imagined.


    This man... I don''t even know his name... and yet... I crave his touch, his kisses, his warmth... his everything. I want to be his, forever. His to hold. His to cherish. His to ruin. I think... I think I l-love him...


    Every kiss sent tingles straight down her spine, and she could feel her skin burning¡ªaching¡ªfor more. It wasn''t just the heat that made her feel this way... it was the way he held her, the way he touched her like she was something he adored.


    Despite the abrupt change following their primal sex mere moments earlier, she sensed his cock swelling inside her. Liraeth, drained of energy, inexplicably felt a surge of endurance whenever he embraced her, as if she could endure hours or even days with him alone, and always with him.


    "A-Ahh... ngh~" Her breath hitched as she felt something shift following his kisses, his hard dick was once again moving inside of her, yet now with slow, deliberate thrusts, making her feel as if the man who held her had marked her as his own, the way he moved sent jolts of heat and lightning through her body.


    "Nnh~..." she whimpered softly, her voice barely audible through her parted lips.


    Liraeth could still feel his powerful arms wrapping around her waist, his chest pressed to her back, and his lips brushed against her neck¡ªsoft, warm, claiming her all over again.


    "Fuaaah~..." she moaned, her body pressing back into him, her legs parting slightly as her insides fluttered.


    He''s still hard... still inside... and now he''s moving again...


    "D-Don''t stop..." she whispered, her voice shaking, "I want to feel this forever... just like this~..."


    I can''t take it anymore, for some reason I want to tell her how I feel...


    "Liraeth... I want to be with you forever. I want you to be mine until the end of our days. I want you to be my wife¡ªI love you."


    His voice trembled with fierce honesty, and as he kissed her again¡ªdeeper, hotter than before¡ªa surge of electricity shot from her neck straight down to her most sensitive places, making her entire body arch in response.


    Those words made Liraeth''s heart tremble. A sudden sense of belonging¡ªmixed with something deeper, more intoxicating¡ªwashed over her, making her feel lightheaded with emotion.


    "Mmmn~... every time you move, Master... I fall deeper for you... I love you too... Ahh~... y-yes... please make me yours, Master..."


    Sylvaris could feel her tightening around him with every moan, with every breathless word she whispered into his ear. Her neck lay against his shoulder, soft and warm, letting him inhale that intoxicating scent that drove him insane.


    I think I''m losing it. His thoughts spun wildly. This girl... she''s perfect. No wonder elves were so highly praised in the fantasy novels I used to read. But this? The real thing feels even better. And the way her butt presses against my waist... shaking like it''s trying to drain every drop out of me...


    She''s too perfect.


    Sylvaris''s hand moved to her massive breast, his fingers digging in with a firm squeeze as he pulled her closer, pressing her chest against him, making sure she stayed stuck to his body like she belonged there.


    "Mmm~... your hands are so warm..." Liraeth''s breath came out hot and shaky, her body practically melting into him. His grip burned against her skin like fire, but instead of pulling away, she leaned in harder ¡ª as if his touch was the only thing she ever needed.


    That simple grope lit something inside her, something wild, something she never even knew she had. And just like that, her entire body reacted ¡ª purple mist started seeping from her skin, wrapping around her like a cloak, twisting and dancing in the air like it had a life of its own.


    "I-I can feel everything... ngh... y-you''re so... f-fuck¡ª!" Sylvaris''s voice cracked as his body shuddered under the wave of intense pleasure.


    What the hell is happening...?


    His senses inside her suddenly exploded, as if everything tripled in sensitivity ¡ª the pressure, the heat, the way she squeezed around him ¡ª it was all too much. It felt like he was climaxing again and again without ever releasing, a continuous high that refused to fade.


    "Agh¡ª!" He couldn''t take it anymore, his body gave out as he dropped onto his back, panting heavily on the forest floor, completely overwhelmed.


    "Liraeth... what are you doing?" he muttered, eyes wide with confusion and barely-contained lust.


    She didn''t answer. Her body simply radiated powerful purple mist, her back was still facing him with her hips lowering down in a slow, teasing motion. Her thighs trembled, her scent of desire thick in the air, and in her eyes he could swear he saw hearts. Even her face was flushed red, lips parted, lost to the waves of desire consuming her.


    Sylvaris could only watch as the she squatted above him like a predator claiming her prey.


    "Y-You made me like this, Master... ngh... now take responsibility~!" and then she moved her hips, her pussy swallowing him fully, making her jiggly ass bounce like a pudding. "NGHH¡ªF-FUAAAH~! She screamed in pleasure as her hips slammed down hard.


    So this is what an elf in heat really feels like... f-fuck... I think she''s going to break me... haha!

 Chapter 27: Love Meter: 69% Synced***

    Chapter 27 - Love Meter: 69% Synced***"It feels so good¡ªhaaah~¡ªI''m losing it!"


    Liraeth''s moans had completely taken over the forest. Every corner was filled with lustful cries and wild, naughty¡ªPahk! Pahk! Shlk! Splack!¡ªsounds that were obscene, slick, and unrelenting. Her juices splashed against his waist with every bounce, making Sylvaris''s head spin.


    The way her ass clapped down with raw hunger, that lewd, sticky rhythm¡ªit made his cock feel like it was being sucked into the void itself, and he would pass away from the pleasure. He couldn''t stop his legs from trembling uncontrollably. He could barely hold on, not coming again, but somehow¡ªeven if he wanted to cum¡ªhe could only feel it building up.


    Yet that purple mist... not only did it enhance his senses tenfold, it even stopped him from finishing.


    Hahaha... this is bad. No really¡ªshe''s going to kill me at this rate... I have to re¡ªnngh¡ªfuck... I need to retake control. Her eyes are completely lost to lust¡ªnot that I''m complaining... but fuck!


    Sylvaris groaned from the pleasure. His dick was so sensitive, it felt like it could fall off at any moment. This amount of pleasure wasn''t something a rookie like him could handle.


    But Liraeth, well, she was the complete opposite, in a good way.


    I-I can''t stop... I don''t want to stop~! His cock''s filling me so deep, I need more¡ªmore¡ªmore~! My body''s moving on its own... ngh~! Am I cumming again...!? I-I love this¡ªahh~ I love HIM! Her mind was overflowing with Sylvaris and only him, and even if some part of her knew this wasn''t how she normally acted, she still couldn''t resist the hunger rising from deep within her core ¡ª a hunger that demanded to be fed. S~ea??h the ¦ÇovelFire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her body trembled under the pleasure. She could feel her pussy tighten, heat building to dangerous levels. Then, unable to handle the cock inside her anymore, a shock of pleasure rushed through her, and her hips began to move at incredible speed.


    "Pakpakpakpakpakpakpak!"


    The sound of her relentless pounding made her juices fly everywhere. Her massive breasts were bouncing like crazy, covered in sweat; her ass glistened with all her wetness, and her pink, beautiful pussy was creaming to a dangerous extent¡ªmaking Sylvaris''s body tighten. His penis hurt from the relentless buildup, and his balls screamed at him to release already. His dick twitched uncontrollably, which only pushed Liraeth''s pleasure to the absolute max.


    Her walls are tightening again¡ªshit... I''m gonna... gonna¡ª


    He couldn''t even finish the thought. He was so lost in pleasure, he couldn''t breathe, let alone think.


    "YES¡ªYES¡ªAHHNNN~!" Liraeth was on her last verge.


    "Master¡ªAH! AH! AH¡ªtell me¡ªAH¡ªTell me¡ªyou love me¡ªAHHH!" Her voice wasn''t begging for his words¡ªno, it was demanding them, as if her very existence hinged on whether Sylvaris loved her or not.


    "I¡ªI LOVE YOU, LIRAETH! NNGH!" Sylvaris couldn''t hold back anymore. I''m... I''m cumming!


    His dick exploded, sending floods of white cum deep inside her soaked pussy, filling her to the core, and making her walls contract with immense power. Her hips swayed even more from the sheer impact of release.


    "AH! AH! AH! AHHH~!"


    Her voice cracked. Her eyes rolled back. Her tongue lolled from her lips as magic and madness exploded through her body.


    "I-I''m cumming~! M-Master¡ªfuuuaaaAAAH~!"


    Her body convulsed, inner walls locking down hard around him like a vice. Her hips kept moving for a few more frantic seconds¡ªsplack! splack! splack!¡ªbefore she collapsed, barely holding herself up with her arms, twitching, whimpering, a dumb smile stretching across her lips.


    She didn''t even speak¡ªjust trembled, drool spilling as aftershocks rippled through her still-connected body. Suddenly, her hips started to move again. She wasn''t doing anything consciously¡ªher magic had taken over. It moved her body on its own, leaving her trapped in a state of pure desire until both of them collapsed from exhaustion.


    It was sacred magic of the elves¡ªone that bound two people together the moment the user found true love. Only the most noble elves possessed such a powerful gift, and Liraeth just happened to be one of the rare few.


    What luck for Sylvaris... or perhaps doom?


    Sylvaris blanked out for a second after he came. His dick trembled in pain, begging for it to end¡ªonly to find the elf wasn''t done with him yet. Honestly, if it had eyes, it would''ve started weeping. No matter how good it felt, there had to be limits. His little friend was exhausted¡ªand so was Sylvaris.


    Shit... I can''t move... I need to do something. She''s lost. Is it because of my brainwash? Or because of her skill? I need to cancel the spell somehow... or... ngh¡ªshe''ll make my dick an invalid for life...


    My poor friend... what disaster have I brought on you?


    Was he seriously apologizing to his own dick? This dude loves himself the most after all... Author... what kind of monster have you created? Seriously...


    Sylvaris watched as the elf suddenly turned around on him, her pussy still swallowing his cock, making a full U-turn¡ªhe nearly lost his mind.


    "Nngh¡ªf-fuck¡ªLiraeth¡ª! You!"


    He could feel her insides shift and tighten. Then¡ªthere they were. Her massive F-cup melons stared him down, glistening, bouncing, and begging to be touched. And he stared back, mouth watering at just the thought of sucking them.


    You know what... fuck it... one more round won''t hurt... right?


    Sylvaris used all his remaining strength to grab her massive boobs. That feeling¡ªsweaty, slippery peaks¡ªmade it feel like he was touching pudding. They were so soft. So perfect.


    "Nnnh~! M-Master~!"


    She could feel his fingers sink in¡ªthose strong, manly fingers meant to claim her breasts. Liraeth just gave in, her body falling to his chest. Her soft breasts were slightly cold, while his chest blazed like fire. The contrast¡ªice and flame¡ªsent lightning rushing through both their bodies... just before she leaned in for a kiss.


    And her hips? They were still moving, all on their own, to keep the heat going.


    [Love Meter with Liraeth: 14% ¡ú 69%]


    [Warning: Emotional resonance and magical compatibility spiking abnormally fast!]


    [Liraeth''s soul is syncing with yours...]

 Chapter 28: The Day Passion Broke the System***

    Chapter 28 - The Day Passion Broke the System***Sylvaris was oblivious to the system message. His eyes were closed, giving in to her passionate, soft, sweet lips."Mmm~... chu... slrp..."


    The way her tongue would slip into his mouth from time to time¡ª"Nnnh... slrp... Master... kiss me... mmwah~"¡ªand her hot moans as she ground her hips against him, making lewd "shlk... shlk..." sounds, her soaked pussy rolling along his length, slick heat fusing their bodies together as her soft breasts pressed against his chest¡ªAll of it made Sylvaris completely forget the pain he had felt before in his dick.


    Her tongue is so silky... I love the way she dives into my mouth with passion and those hot moans... it''s making my brain go crazy. Like I''ve been smoking something... this is insane. And her ass...


    "Mmm..." Sylvaris grabbed her ass, pulling her hips in even tighter.It''s so soft... like cotton candy... I never want this to stop. I never want to lose her. I''ll protect her. I''ll have her by my side. And I''ll fuck her so much from now on... Liraeth is only mine.


    If his eyes were open, one could see the fire burning deep within them¡ªstronger than anything he''d ever felt, even with the Goddess of Life. This elf was something else. Her body had left Sylvaris dumbstruck¡ªlike a dog in heat, but in the best way possible.


    There he was, lying on the cold, damp forest floor. The grass tickled his sides¡ªand his balls¡ªbut he didn''t care. His shirt was unbuttoned, fully exposing himself to her. His now blood-soaked clothes were stained with brown and green. Yeah... there''s no cleaning that.


    But even as the system began to evolve¡ªconnecting the two of them on a deeper level¡ªhe only mistook it for pleasure, unknowingly activating a secret bonding ritual hidden within the system.


    [Love Meter has reached over 50%]


    [You''ve gained new rewards: {Five Points} and {Soul Connection}]


    [Proceeding with Soul Connection... Both parties have agreed through their actions.]


    [Loading... 10%... 40%... 80%...]


    Their lips met again¡ª"Slrp... chu... mmnn~!"¡ªbut this time, the kiss was more than passion. It wasn''t just love.


    Oh no... this had turned into full-on possession.


    Liraeth''s hips ground against him, faster, messier, losing all rhythm¡ª"PAH-PAH-PAH! SPLACK! SPLACK! SHLK¡ªSQUELCH¡ªSQUELCH!" Her pussy juices splashed in all directions. Sylvaris''s lower body was so drenched in her love, her soft hips slid along him with zero resistance.


    "AH! AH! AH! AHHHNN~!" she screamed, her voice raw and desperate.


    "Y-YES! YESSS¡ªIT''S BURNING¡ªINSIDE ME!" Liraeth''s voice had gone full breeding mode. Even Sylvaris''s cock felt like a heated rod to her, driving her mad with lust.


    Sylvaris''s back arched. "Fuck¡ªLiraeth! What is¡ªwhat''s happening to us¡ªAHH!"The pleasure intensified. He could feel her pleasure mixing with his, like they were sharing one body.


    [Soul Connection: 85%... 90%... 95%...]


    Their souls pulsed in unison, crimson and purple light flickering through their veins. Every moan she made echoed in his chest. Every throb of his cock sent her mind spiraling deeper.


    "I¡ªI''m losing it¡ªmy heart¡ªmy soul¡ªit''s all melting¡ªAAHHH~!" Her scream echoed for miles, driving nearby beasts into a mating frenzy. Their howls joined in a forest-wide ritual, a sacrifice to the two souls fusing beneath the trees.


    I... I can''t resist anymore... Sylvaris could feel the impossible heat rising in his core. If he didn''t let go now, he''d explode.


    He grabbed her hips tightly, squishing them with raw power. "MMNNNGHH~! N-NNNUHHH~!" She bit his lip, hard. Blood spilled¡ªbut it only made her drunker on him. She drank it like nectar.


    And I know what you''re thinking... elf drinking blood? Really? But the author seems to have plans for this elf. No matter how ridiculous it sounds.


    [Warning: Emotional Overload Detected... Breeding Instincts Enhanced...]


    He planted his feet into the dirt. His cock slid in even deeper¡ªuntil there was no space left. With one wild thrust, he began pounding her like a piston. "Splack! Splack! Splack!" Fucking her with everything he had.


    "I LOVE YOU¡ªI LOVE YOU¡ªPLEASE! NEVER STOP¡ªNEVER¡ªAHHHHH~!" Liraeth''s back arched. The relentless pounding erased her last shred of reason. She was gone¡ªreduced to a mindless sex machine, addicted to Sylvaris''s cock.


    "AHHHHN~! HAAAH~! NNGH¡ªAAH¡ªAAH¡ªAAAH~! D-DEEPER¡ªMORE¡ªAHHHN~!"


    [Soul Connection: 100%... 200%... 300%... ERROR... ERROR]


    Even the system couldn''t handle it.


    [A special Soul Connection has been established. Love Meter Maxed...]


    [Creating new skill...]


    [Congratulations! You''ve received: Magic Fuse (Level 1). You and your partner can now fuse attacks. The deeper your soul bond, the more powerful the fusion]


    But neither of them noticed. The system messages blurred in the heat of their desire.


    Her voice cracked, her eyes rolled, legs twitching from the relentless pounding. Her pussy walls stretched beyond imagination. As if Sylvaris were a scientist, testing her durability¡ªAnd she was his experiment.


    She could no longer speak¡ªonly scream, as her walls clamped tight, desperate to milk him dry.


    "F-FUCK¡ªLIRAETH¡ªSHIT¡ªNGHH¡ªI''M CUMMING!"


    His cock twitched violently inside her. Her tightness was unbearable. He was right at the edge.


    "YES¡ªYES¡ªYESSS¡ªAAAAAHH~!"


    A final, brutal thrust slammed in. His seed erupted like molten magic..


    "I¡ªI''M CUMMING~! MASTER¡ªAAAAAAAH~!"


    Their screams echoed. Their souls collided. This wasn''t just climax¡ªit was fusion.


    They passed out, wrapped in heat, as her womb filled with warmth.


    Liraeth''s blazing body rested on Sylvaris''s chest. Her breathing had grown steadier, yet the heat escaping her lips was like steam¡ªso hot, it left a red mark on the left side of his neck, right between his ear and shoulder.


    Though he could feel the pain, his mind was already gone¡ªstone cold out. His cock, however, had never left her. They had fallen asleep on each other, their hearts beating in perfect sync, as if they had fully become one.


    Today, the two of them experienced something forbidden. Something so sweet... so tempting... No mortal was ever meant to feel pleasure like this.


    And Sylvaris¡ªuntil the very end¡ªremained unaware that his brainwashing skill had worn off just one minute after activation. Sear?h the N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Which meant... Liraeth had been one hundred percent honest with her actions. Every moan. Every thrust. Every kiss. The entire bonding had come purely from her heart.

 Chapter 29: Good Morning**

    Chapter 29 - Good Morning**Time passed slowly, and the two bodies in heat were gradually cooling off in the night of the forest. Occasional owl sounds echoed through the area, but it was calm¡ªa little too calm. Perhaps the blood of the wolves served as a warning to all predators that this area was off-limits, or perhaps every single beast was still asleep after the forest-wide mating session that Liraeth''s powers had triggered. Or maybe the power Sylvaris now radiated was simply too frightening, as his body pulsed faintly with crimson light in the dead of night, casting the scene in an eerie glow. It almost looked like something out of a horror movie.


    But he wasn''t aware of that.


    The two lovebirds now lay on the forest floor, Liraeth curled up in his embrace like a kitten. She was in a child''s pose next to him, while he held her with both arms wrapped around her¡ªone from beneath and one over her shoulder¡ªin a possessive manner, as if they had already been sleeping together for a long time, as if this wasn''t their first rodeo. Her soft, hot body warmed him, and if he were awake, he''d be able to tell that her temperature was like that of a furnace. Her soft breasts pressed against his skin, creating a fair gap between them, yet her hardened nipples poked into his chest, leaving a few small imprints¡ªa souvenir, you could say, a reminder of just how big they were.


    The pulsating crimson light eventually subsided, becoming little more than the occasional heartbeat from his chest. It emitted a faint glow, but it was barely noticeable. Most likely, it had something to do with the system¡ªbut Sylvaris would only find out what happened to him after that fiery exchange of desire once he awoke.


    The morning sun now cast its rays through the thick trees, hitting Sylvaris right in the face. His eyes twitched. He lay on his back now¡ªyet Liraeth was no longer in his arms.


    Ugh... nnngh... fuck... my head... it feels like someone''s smashing a gong inside my skull. His eyes and face contracted from the pain. He instinctively brought his fingers to his temples, the ache pounding in his head like a hangover after a long night of partying and drinking too much. My head is spinning in circles... ugh... I think I might puke soon...


    He felt something rise in his stomach, but nothing came out. He was empty¡ªhe hadn''t eaten in a full day.


    What the hell happened to me yesterday? Did I go out and drink with Paul and his buddies again? Fuck... I can''t remember... I need to get up and go to work... But fuck... why is my body so weak?


    It seemed Sylvaris had such a good time with the elf that it knocked him back into thinking he was still in his old world¡ªas the same old Ryan. Yet reality was about to deliver a very different kind of wake-up call.


    Wait... huh?! Suddenly, he felt his hips twitch. Why does something feel so wet? It''s so warm... like something''s wrapping my cock in silk and massaging it in circular motions¡ªngh¡ªit feels good...


    "Slrp... chu... mnnh~... glk... glrk... slrp..."


    Huh?! What are those slurping sounds? Fuck... it''s my dick alright... it feels like it''s going to explode... fuck... I''m cumming...


    "Mmwah~... chu... slrp..." Liraeth was going in deep with her mouth, her tongue working overtime, trying to squeeze out what still remained of Sylvaris''s seed. Perhaps this was how elves said good morning? Or maybe she was just hungry and wanted nourishment? Either way, she could feel his cock twitch in her mouth, and without any warning, a sudden burst of hot, rich, cream-thick cum rushed into her throat¡ªoffering a good morning of its own.


    "Mmnph~!?" Her eyes widened, her throat twitching from the unexpected load. A surprised but pleased moan escaped her lips as she clamped her mouth shut, unwilling to lose a single drop.


    "Glk... glk... glrk... gulp..." She swallowed every bit, her throat moving in slow, steady gulps as the heat slid down into her belly.


    So thick... so hot... Master''s taste is filling me so good... I want more... Hearts fluttered under her closed eyelids. I''ll drink it all¡ªevery drop~


    Sylvaris''s eyes shot open. His gaze met hers. She looked back at him with a lust-drunk expression, her lips wrapped tightly around his cock, unwavering¡ªlike a perfect seal made just for him. He could even see his own cum sliding down her throat, each swallow visible, every gulp hypnotic.


    Those eyes... the way she looks at me... what the hell is this feeling? He could feel something bubbling in his chest. The way Liraeth looked at him¡ªfilled with pure love, raw desire for his body and soul¡ªwas something he had never experienced in his past life.


    The way her mouth wraps around my cock... it''s driving me insane... this girl...


    Fuck... she''s sucking me dry again. Yeah... I''m not in my old, boring life where nobody sucked my dick... I''m in a world where a fucking crazy-hot elf is giving me a wake-up blowjob... yeah... I fucking love it here¡ªnngh! Fuck! Her tongue''s wrapping around my tip... shit... A jolt of electricity ran up his spine.


    "Haaah¡ªfuck... wait, I just¡ª"


    Sylvaris''s hips jerked upward instinctively, his body still twitching from the aftershock of release. But before he could recover, her mouth was back on him¡ªhungrier. Wilder.


    It seemed one round hadn''t been enough to quench her thirst.


    "Glk... glrk... slrp¡ªslrp¡ªmnnh~!"


    Her head bobbed faster now, her throat swallowing around his overly-sensitive cock like she was starving. His fingers clawed at the grass beneath him as waves of overstimulation surged through his nerves.


    Nghh... she''s not stopping... she''s really trying to drain me dry...


    "L-Liraeth¡ªhngh! I-I can''t... it''s too much¡ªah¡ª"


    Her eyes flicked up at him, glowing with obsession. Her lips didn''t pause for a second¡ªas if this act was the only thing that could soothe the fire inside her.


    "Mmmn... glk... gulp... mmf~..." Even if he tells me to stop... I can''t. He made me like this... so he better shut up and let me do my thing... because¡ªnngh¡ªI... I love Master so much...!


    Every sound echoed with wet madness, each gulp a desperate act of devotion¡ªor perhaps a madness born from the craving for love she had always harbored deep in her heart.


    But one thing was certain: they were both thinking the same thing.


    She''ll kill me to get more of my cum... sea??h th§× N?velFire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    I''m going to get my breakfast... even if it kills him...

 Chapter 30: The First Taste of Lust**

    Chapter 30 - The First Taste of Lust**Far in the distance, a young woman¡ªaround eighteen, maybe nineteen at most¡ªwas strolling through the forest. Magic danced on her fingertips in the form of glowing runes, crackling faintly with energy. She studied the trees carefully, her fingers brushing against their rough bark as if she wanted to understand them, deconstruct them, reconstruct them... feel everything they ever were.


    "How magnificent," she murmured, her voice low and mature, laced with an unintentional sultriness that tickled the air. She had short, silvery-blonde hair that shimmered faintly in the light. Her glowing cyan eyes¡ªlikely a product of magic or rare bloodline¡ªwere hypnotic, almost too striking for her delicate, youthful features.


    Her boots, tipped with heels, made forest traversal a pain, but she didn''t seem to mind. Her outfit was tight¡ªleather, black as the void¡ªand clung to her body like a second skin. It showcased her wide hips and soft, fertile thighs that jiggled ever so slightly with each step.


    The fabric barely hid her lower body, clinging so tightly to her pussy that if she so much as bent forward, the secrets of her womanhood would be fully exposed. Her breasts, on the smaller side, didn''t quite match Sylvaris''s usual tastes¡ªbut her entire look screamed danger and desire. Especially with that leather jacket and thigh-highs. She looked like a witch on the hunt for something forbidden.


    "Sllrrrrrp... glrk... glrk... slrrrp¡ªplop¡ªchu... mmnnh~..."


    A strange, wet sound echoed from deeper in the forest¡ªrhythmic, filthy, unmistakably lewd.


    A classic setup, really... but come on, you could''ve done better than this, couldn''t you¡ªAuthor?


    "What in the abyss is that sound...?" she paused, her steps halting as her ears perked. "That... that wasn''t running water, was it?"


    Carefully, she crept toward the noise, each step featherlight on the grass. The runes around her fingers started to flicker¡ªunstable, distressed. Her chest rose and fell faster, her breathing shaky. She could guess what kind of sound that was. And yet... curiosity demanded she confirm it for herself.


    She pressed her back to a thick tree trunk and peeked out from behind it.


    And there they were.


    T-The elf... she''s... no... is she really...?


    Her eyes widened. Her breath hitched.


    Never in her life had she seen anything like it¡ªnever a man naked in front of her, let alone... being pleasured by a sacred elf on her knees. Her lips parted in disbelief.


    A sacred elf is... giving a blowjob...? To a human?


    Her body froze, heat rushing to her cheeks, her eyes locked on the obscene act before her.


    This would sell like crazy if I wrote it down... it''s... it''s research. Yeah. I''m observing. For academic purposes. Just a little longer won''t hurt...


    She tried to lie to herself, but her body told the truth.


    "Pwah~... slurp... glrgh... glk¡ªglk¡ªgulp..."


    Liraeth''s bobs became rougher, hungrier. The man''s face twisted in bliss, mouth open, neck taut. The elf moaned shamelessly around his cock.


    "Nnnh~ I''ll suck you dry before breakfast... then I''ll ride you until sunset..."


    The hidden girl''s face went scarlet.


    "She''s really saying that out loud... while slurping like that?"


    Her legs squeezed together. A heat bloomed between them¡ªwet, pulsing. Shit... watching this is actually making me horny...?


    Her fingers trembled as they slid down her shorts. The leather peeled aside, exposing her glistening pussy, already leaking down her inner thighs.


    "Haaah..." she inhaled sharply, pressing her fingers to her swollen clit.


    Her knees buckled slightly. A jolt of electricity shot through her spine.


    "Aaah... mmnh¡ª" Her thighs shook. Her mind screamed wrong, but her fingers kept moving¡ªschlk... schlk...¡ªas if acting on instinct.


    Nnnh... maybe just a little more... ngh¡ªah... damn it... this isn''t why I came here... Her breathing was ragged, shallow.


    "Haaah... what is he doing to her... why does it sound so good...?"


    She bit her lip until it nearly bled. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    If he makes me moan loud enough to get caught... maybe he''ll take me next... ngh~... Her magic flared. The runes around her shimmered, glowing crimson, pulsing with every twitch of her fingers.


    "Nnngh¡ªfuck¡ªLiraeth¡ªI''m cumming!"


    His hips jerked. Thick bursts of cum flooded into the elf''s throat.


    "Glk... glrk... gulp... gulp... slrp... mmwah~"


    Liraeth swallowed greedily, her throat working with slow, powerful gulps. She didn''t spill a single drop. Her cheeks were flushed, her tongue darting across his tip like he was sacred.


    The hidden girl''s breath caught.


    The way he looks at her... I want him to look at me like that¡ªah¡ªhaaah¡ª!


    Sylvaris''s expression, twisted in ecstasy, was too much.


    "Nnnhh¡ªf-fuck...!" Her back arched against the tree, magic sparking along her thigh as her climax hit¡ªhot, hard, and utterly devastating.


    I... I just came watching him...


    Her legs trembled. Her hand stayed between her thighs, her pussy twitching uncontrollably. She slumped against the bark, breathless, dazed.


    What... what the hell is he...?


    She couldn''t look away. Couldn''t stop herself.


    "Sluuurrp... mwah~..." Liraeth pulled back with a soft pop. A dreamy smile played on her lips, cum dripping from her mouth before she licked it clean like it was the rarest treasure.


    The sight alone triggered another tremor deep inside her soaked pussy.


    "Mmmmn¡ªaaaahh~!" She came¡ªagain.


    Her cyan eyes now glowed faintly pink.


    Envy was born that day deep in her heart.


    That precious cum... it should''ve been mine... wasted on that elf whore...


    Her runes trembled slightly, turning violet. She could feel the hidden desires she''d long buried suddenly bursting forth. Her breathing grew ragged. Rage mixed with hunger, and her fingers twitched¡ªready to move, to strike down the woman who had stolen the man she was meant to have.


    But before she could act¡ª


    Sylvaris''s eyes were filled with glowing system messages. Not only had he reached Level 5 in his Harem God system, but a new message flashed across his view:


    [Arousal Detected: Unknown Female Nearby]


    [Probability of New Harem Member: 100%]


    His brows twitched in confusion. He turned his head and met her eyes.


    The mysterious woman was still partially hidden behind the tree, but her thighs were slick with her own cum¡ªcreamy, white, and thick. The scent of lust clung to her like perfume, radiating deep, unrestrained desire.


    The moment their eyes locked, her body froze, like a rabbit meeting the wolf in the depths of the woods.


    The confidence she had just moments ago evaporated in an instant. Her runes sparked in panic. And with a small gasp, she turned and darted away, her ass swaying hypnotically as she ran¡ªleaving Sylvaris stunned, confused... and very pleasantly surprised.


    He didn''t know her name yet... but he''d remember the way her eyes burned before she ran.

 Chapter 31: One Shot—One Kill?***

    Chapter 31 - One Shot¡ªOne Kill?***Sylvaris watched the woods where the mysterious figure had disappeared. A possessive desire rising in his chest.


    That woman... she was masturbating while watching me get sucked off... hahaha...


    He smirked knowingly.


    I''ll definitely run into her again. No way I could forget those glowing eyes. She was a little flat, but that ass... mmm... I will have her warm my bed soon.


    Suddenly, he felt something soft repeatedly smacking against his dick. He glanced up.


    "Plap! Plap!"


    His cock was being slapped against Liraeth''s puffed-out, sulking cheeks. She was pouting up at him, her eyes locked onto his with an intensity that sent a chill down his spine.


    Is this what it feels like to get caught cheating by your woman? Damn... she looks scary.


    Sylvaris gulped. Her possessive stare made his heart skip a beat.


    "Tch... You''re only allowed to look at me when your dick is in my hands, you idiot..." Liraeth muttered. Her voice trembling slightly. Her voice trembled slightly. Her eyes glistened with a thin layer of moisture, making Sylvaris feel guilty. I can''t treat my woman like this...


    "...Give me your hand," Sylvaris said suddenly, his voice serious.


    Liraeth blinked. Did he not like her possessiveness? Was he pulling away from her?


    Even so, she offered her hand, though her heart felt tight in her chest.


    But the moment her fingers touched his, he pulled her in hard. His strong arms wrapped around her, his muscles suddenly dominating her in a way he hadn''t before¡ªand then his lips met hers. She could feel her chest press against his, sending light tremors through her body.


    Their mouths locked in a passionate, wet kiss¡ªchu... slrrrp... mmmn...¡ªtheir lips brushing and sucking at each other hungrily. The sudden heat, the dominance, the affection¡ªit all made electricity shoot down her spine into her soaked pussy, twitching with every second that passed.


    I can''t leave a mistress unsatisfied and hurt. What kind of man would I be if I chased after another while this one is still in my arms?


    Wow, is he actually manning up to be a gentleman now? Good job, Author. But I''m still betting he''ll chase the other girl soon enough anyway. Well, back to the story...


    Sylvaris''s hands slowly slid down from her waist to her plump, bubbly ass¡ªand then gripped it with a possessive, firm squeeze.


    "Ahhnmph!" Her kisses deepened. Ahhh the way he grips me... it makes me feel so loved... so owned... mmmm~ I love this so much...


    Her hips began grinding on his cock, both of them taking their time, savoring the teasing. The sensation of her slick entrance gliding along his shaft¡ªlike butter¡ªwas already too much for Sylvaris to bear.


    Shit... this won''t do. Time to finish her off and upgrade myself a little.


    If he could smirk right now, it would be the most disgusting grin any human or beast had ever seen¡ªbut fortunately, he was too busy with her tongue invading his mouth, swirling as if tasting his soul. sea??h th§× n??el Fire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    A system screen popped up.


    [Level 5 (30%)][Points: 6]


    Six points, huh? Good... time for a pleasant surprise... ahaha!


    A wild idea sparked in his brain. He freed one hand while Liraeth moaned into his mouth.


    "Mm... Master..." she whimpered, completely lost in desire.


    Suddenly, she froze. Her grinding pussy felt something strange... something was growing.


    Why does it feel like Master''s cock is getting bigger...?


    She instinctively started grinding harder, moaning deeper as the sensation improved dramatically.


    "Mmph... slrp... chu..."I don''t know why... but it feels so¡ªnngh¡ªgood... Liraeth''s mind was starting to fog.


    Sylvaris was grinning internally as he felt her body respond to his new toy.


    He had dumped all six points into length, and to his surprise, girth had increased as well. He didn''t even need to split the upgrade¡ªit all scaled together.


    Hahahaha!


    His cock, previously a respectable 16cm thanks to Liraeth''s age-enhancing spell, had now grown to 22cm in length and 16cm in girth¡ªa monstrous upgrade.


    "Mmm... chu... mmwah~..."


    He pulled away just enough to breathe¡ªtheir lips parting with a wet, reluctant pop. Her glossy, dazed eyes stared at him with a mix of affection and confusion. She was breathless, pulled into the romance¡ªand a little disappointed the kiss ended.


    "Liraeth, I love you. So let me show you just how much."


    Without warning, he hoisted her up from the forest floor. His ass slammed into the ground, launching both of them into the air for just a second¡ªhis family secret technique, origin unknown... but damn, it worked.


    Liraeth found herself suspended in the air, held under her knees. His strong hands gripped her ass tightly, supporting her weight with perfect control.


    YES! Now I can finally try this pose! Thank you, Mr. Sins, for the inspiration...


    Liraeth blinked in surprise, still unsure what was happening. Her instincts kicked in, arms wrapping around his neck. Her massive breasts smothered his collarbone, pressing up so hard it made breathing difficult¡ªbut Sylvaris wasn''t complaining.


    "Master, what are you¡ª Mmmgh¡ªAAHN~! S-So deep¡ª!"


    A sudden, massive intrusion filled her depths completely. Her back arched. Her voice cracked. Nails dug into his shoulders, leaving bloody trails. Her pussy juices splashed in all directions, painting the ground with her uncontrollable love. No matter how many times they had done it, she had never felt this good before. Today, it was as if a new heaven had opened to her¡ªa sensation her needy pussy had always craved, so desperately, so wildly¡ªmaking her cum harder than he ever imagined she could.


    She''s already cumming?! That was fast!


    Even the pain felt good. Her pussy clenched violently, waves of pleasure overwhelming both of them. Her eyes rolled back. Saliva drooled down her chin. She passed out instantly.


    "Liraeth?!"


    Sylvaris held her tight as her limp body threatened to fall backward.


    "Shit... we haven''t even started and she''s already out cold... hah... did I overdo it a little?"


    He laughed dryly, pulling her off his cock and gently laying her on the grass. He sat beside her, using his blood-stained shirt to cover her bare body.


    "I''ll wait until she wakes up. Don''t want anyone stumbling across a defenseless elf and getting the wrong idea. My women are for me¡ªand me alone."


    He paused, a flicker of concern breaking through his haze. He hadn''t thought in the moment¡ªheat had overtaken reason before he shoved his newly enhanced cock inside her. I hope I didn''t hurt her... this could''ve ended a lot worse than it did...


    For once, he smiled with real affection, watching her peacefully sleeping face.

 Chapter 32: A Silent Vow To Kill

    Chapter 32 - A Silent Vow To Kill"What the hell do you mean all of them are dead?!"


    A vase flew across the dimly lit room¡ªornate and draped in royal decor¡ªbefore crashing into a large portrait of King Aldenor of the Solandis Kingdom. The painting swayed, then fell face-down to the floor. A young woman¡ªseventeen, maybe eighteen¡ªbarely dodged the flying vase, her heart pounding wildly. A few more centimeters and she''d be bleeding from the sharp edge of shattered clay.


    The one who hurled it in fury was none other than the beautiful and powerful eldest princess of Solandis, Selphira Solandis. Her chest heaved from rage, her breasts nearly spilling out of her tight royal gown, which struggled to contain the cleavage already daring to greet daylight.


    "I gave you money to hire the best of the best to kill that piece of shit!" she screamed hysterically. Another vase met her furious hands. Her silver eyes burned with fury and hatred. "And don''t you fucking dare dodge this one, Elowen!"


    Another ceramic missile soared.


    The girl¡ªElowen¡ªclosed her blue eyes, bracing for impact. But it never came. A strong hand caught it mid-air.


    It belonged to a man¡ªyoung, perhaps twenty-eight. Perfect skin, broad shoulders, long golden hair like a lion''s mane, and a noble presence carved into every motion. He wore a silver suit of armor adorned with a golden sun on the chestplate. His deep voice reached Elowen''s ears like velvet fire, his breath hot against her skin as he leaned in.


    "Miss Elowen of House Vaelthorn, you should leave now. I''ll deal with my troublesome little sister." Then, even quieter, directly into her ear: "And I''ll be expecting you in my room tonight. A favor like this... doesn''t come free."


    She shivered. Her body tensed. Her eyes welled with tears. She had been saved from death by none other than the crown prince¡ªCaedron Solandis, the future king. It should have been a blessing... but the way he looked at her made her feel like prey.


    Still, she couldn''t disobey.


    "Big Brother!" Selphira''s demeanor changed instantly¡ªher rage vanishing as she put on a sweet, shy expression, like a kitten pretending not to be a tiger.


    "Elowen! Get out. We''re not finished. You''ll pay for the damage... all of it." She forced a smile through gritted teeth.


    The girl''s body tensed, trembling slightly. She knew she had been let off lightly today. Her tears threatened to burst, but she forced them down. She couldn''t afford to show emotion¡ªshe was just a mere servant. In the future, she would have to bow and flatter both of them to survive.


    Especially when her family sat at the bottom of the Seven Divine. The prince taking interest in her would surely please her father. Her fate was likely already sealed¡ªas one of the many concubines of the future king.


    She should have been happy. But instead, she was afraid. Disgusted.


    "Yes, Honorable Princess... I shall take my leave, then," she said, her voice trembling with fear."Honorable Prince," she added with a graceful bow before turning to leave¡ªher body still shaking.


    Caedron watched Elowen''s hips sway seductively as she fled the room, her bouncing ass stirring heat in his pants. Sear?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "So," he said lazily, "what''s gotten you so riled up, little sister?"


    Selphira pouted, her silver eyes locking with his. "That bitch. I gave her money to kill that bastard from the Elyndor family. Now they''re all dead. How in the world is Sylvaris so strong?! He was only level 20¡ªand everyone I sent was above that!"


    With a frustrated huff, she threw herself onto the bed, her legs crossed tightly, arms folded under her breasts, cheeks puffed out like a pouting child. If Sylvaris saw her like this... he''d want to break her pride with his cock, just to make her moan out his name. Her barely-there outfit left nothing to the imagination, barely covering the essentials.


    "Sylvaris, huh..." Caedron grabbed an apple from a silver bowl, took a bite, then sank into a red velvet couch with his legs spread wide in a commanding sprawl. "Why do you want to kill the hope of the world?"


    His tone was calm, but his eyes hinted at jealousy... and something darker.


    "That bastard... I¡ªI still can''t believe he left us all naked... he... he..." Her face flushed red. The cold, calculating princess persona vanished.


    "BAHAHAHA!" Caedron roared with laughter, nearly choking on his apple. "That''s why you''re mad?! I thought he made you warm his bed or something¡ªthis is even better!" Tears welled in his eyes from laughing.


    Selphira puffed her cheeks even more. She looked like a chipmunk on the verge of biting someone.


    "Last year you wouldn''t shut up about how badly you wanted to get close to him¡ªyou even asked me if he had a lover. Now you''re trying to kill him? Haaaa... you''ll kill me before you kill him."


    "You¡ª!" Her face went crimson. "T-That was just a phase, okay?! Forget about it! H-He... that bastard... the way he accepted Alveria''s proposal to marry him... he..."


    Her voice trailed off. She grabbed a pillow and buried her face into it. Gone was the proud, militant feminist icon of the court. In her place was a heartbroken girl who didn''t know how to handle rejection.


    "Ah... now I see," Caedron muttered, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.


    She''s jealous of our second sister. Makes sense... even I was surprised when Alveria started sucking up to that fool. Father''s too blinded by the hero''s reputation to see the danger.


    Sylvaris is getting too powerful. He''s stealing attention... and worse¡ªmy future. Two of my sisters already want him. The kingdom praises him. I can''t let him rise any further. If I want the throne, I need to kill him... before he ruins everything. A sharp, dangerous glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.


    But first... I need to find where the bastard disappeared to. If I don''t, Father will kill me before I even lift a blade.


    Caedron''s thoughts raced. His fingers tightened around the apple. Sylvaris had made too many enemies... and the crown prince had just made a silent vow.


    A battle between future kings was coming. And one of them wouldn''t live to see the crown.

 Chapter 33: Accidental Love (Blame the Author)

    Chapter 33 - Accidental Love (Blame the Author)Sylvaris carefully watched over Liraeth, her beautiful body barely covered by his shirt. He felt the pull of sleep begin to creep in, but he refused to give in to such mortal needs. He wanted to become powerful, strong¡ªa protector to his wives. A little fatigue was nothing.


    The heat from earlier and the overwhelming desire for sex had long since faded, replaced by something unfamiliar blooming in his chest¡ªaffection.


    Well, of course, this masturbation addict wouldn''t recognize love if it slapped him in the face. The guy''s never even tried dating before. But nooo, the author just had to throw genuine affection at him this early in the story. Honestly, makes me wonder¡ªwill he treat all his future wives equally or just pick favorites?


    Anyway... back to the story.


    The warmth in his heart only deepened throughout the night, especially when her beautiful face turned slightly toward him. Her breaths, frosty from the cold, made her shiver¡ªand that small movement pulled at something inside him.


    She''ll die in this cold if I don''t do something...


    He lay down beside her, his bare torso pressing against the frozen ground. With no fire skills and the damp air making it near impossible to start a blaze, he had to improvise. He pulled her gently into his arms, hugging her tightly from the front, letting their bodies share what little warmth he had left. Sear?h the Novel?ire(.)ne*t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her face rested near his own. Her calm breaths tickled his skin, soft and steady like a sleeping kitten. His heart started racing for a reason he couldn''t explain.


    She''s... very beautiful. Now that I look closely, she really does look like a kitten when she sleeps. Her breathing is so peaceful... so delicate... Why do I feel like I need to protect this forever? Why do I feel like... she''s perfect?


    He stayed like that all night, his body carefully warming hers. Gradually, she curled even closer, subconsciously accepting his protective embrace. The two looked like a pair of lovebirds who had been through life and death together, simply enjoying one of those peaceful nights where sleeping side-by-side was second nature.


    The morning sun eventually brushed its warm rays across Liraeth''s almost-bare back, gently tickling her awake. Her heavy eyelids fluttered slowly, struggling to open. She felt something different today¡ªa comforting warmth wrapped around her, offering a sense of protection she''d never experienced before.


    Her fingers twitched instinctively, but she realized she didn''t have much room to move. A soft, warm breath teased the sensitive skin of her neck, and someone''s hair lightly tickled her cheek.


    With great effort, she finally opened her eyes.


    The face greeting her was instantly familiar¡ªone she''d grown to adore in just a single, fleeting day. Her cheeks flushed pink with heat and shyness.


    Master...


    Her heart fluttered. Sylvaris was holding her gently yet possessively. As she gazed at his serene expression, his eyes suddenly flicked open, golden brilliance swirling within them, pulling her in as though a god himself peered deeply into her very soul.


    "Good morning," he whispered, his voice carrying a prince-like charm that sent butterflies dancing through her stomach.


    Immediately, warmth bloomed deep inside her once more, an instinctual arousal that made her breathing quicken slightly¡ªbut her exhausted, aching body refused to move.


    "G-Good morning, Master," she murmured softly, her eyes darting down shyly. Her flushed cheeks only intensified Sylvaris''s rising warmth, igniting something fierce and primal within him. He tried desperately to suppress it, but what was control for a man already captured by the heat of desire?


    He felt his giant stirring again, pressing insistently against her thighs through his pants, demanding attention, yearning to finish the job from last night.


    Panic briefly seized him. For some reason, today he felt that indulging his impulses right now might hurt her fragile, tired body. With surprising self-control, he quickly pulled away and stood up, feigning casualness¡ªas though nothing happened. But they both knew exactly what had just occurred; their faces flushed simultaneously, embarrassment mingling with a strange sweetness in the silence.


    But the question lingered in the air¡ªwhat now? The two of them had shared wild, animal-like breeding just the day before, and now she was his wife, declared so by the system. She was officially part of his harem. Sylvaris had never planned this far ahead; he hadn''t considered what he would do after achieving his desires. Reality struck him hard, a slap across his face, plunging him into a spiral of confused thoughts.


    Should I take her with me? But what if she wants to leave? When would I even see her again? She wouldn''t cheat on me, would she? Does she already have a lover? Did I accidentally steal her from someone? Not that it matters, to be honest, I take what I see and like for myself... Wait¡ªI should meet her parents first! I didn''t even ask for her hand, and we''re already married... Wait, wait, I¡ªI...


    He was having a genuine internal struggle. Liraeth noticed the panic etched into his features and the way his eyes darted around anxiously. It warmed her heart and made her smile gently. Somehow, she understood what he was thinking¡ªor rather, she felt it.


    Neither of them yet realized that the Harem God System didn''t simply create a bond between two people¡ªit forged a destiny, an eternal thread connecting their souls. Their thoughts and emotions traveled along this invisible thread, subtly influencing and helping them better understand one another, even without words.


    "Master," she said softly, breaking his chaotic thoughts, "I believe you''ll need to leave soon. But...would it trouble or inconvenience you if I tagged along and stayed by your side?"


    Those words completely shattered his confusion, drawing his gaze firmly to the beautiful elf. Her cheeks were flushed pink, her eyes trembling slightly as she looked at him¡ªlike a desperate kitten afraid of being abandoned.


    Sylvaris cleared his throat awkwardly, a gentle smile crossing his lips. "Let''s get ready. We have a long journey ahead of us today."


    She nodded softly, the embarrassment fading into a warm glow in her chest. Yet as she watched him gather their scattered belongings, a subtle, worrying thought crossed her mind.


    Was he hesitating... because he regrets last night? Did I disappoint him somehow?


    She shook away the intrusive thought, heart tightening slightly as she pulled his shirt more securely around her.


    No¡ªI trust him. He wouldn''t hold me this tenderly if he regretted me.


    Even so, the faintest flicker of uncertainty remained, hinting at a complexity in their newfound bond that she hadn''t anticipated. A journey filled with unknown trials awaited them¡ªbut she silently resolved that, no matter what awaited ahead, she''d remain by his side until the very end.


    With a final, silent vow, she swore to herself that she would never let her insecurities weaken her love for him.


    Did they fall in love? Seriously, author? Just like that? Go back to writing cliche stories, this is simply embarrassing...

 Chapter 34: Solidifying Their Feelings

    Chapter 34 - Solidifying Their FeelingsIt took a moment of awkward silence¡ªstanding in the middle of the woods, the only sound was the soft rustling of the birds as the two lovers hesitated, too embarrassed to meet each other''s gaze, until they both finally realized they were completely bare.


    "Ahhh! I''m sorry, M-master, I''ll dress first and then we can go..." Liraeth scrambled to gather her clothes that had been scattered across the cold forest floor. She clutched Sylvaris''s shirt to her chest, shielding her enticing curves that threatened to spill out of her grasp.


    Her face flushed bright crimson, especially after what Sylvaris had just said. I will travel with my master... just the two of us? Everything felt too sudden, too overwhelming, too surreal for her, making her senses heighten as she grew more attuned to every sensation.


    Her body trembled faintly from the cool wind brushing against her exposed skin. The breeze made her rush to get dressed, her clothes sticking to her soft body, her short skirt offering little protection from the chill. Yet, she had no panties on, which was still mysterious why, was she secretly a pervert? Sylvaris watched her from the corner of his eye, pretending not to notice her, but he couldn''t help but admire her curves when she bent down to pull up her skirt. Her breasts swayed enticingly, bouncing sensually with each movement.


    He admired every curve, captivated by the thick, supple legs and soft, inviting thighs that made his thoughts spiral with desires that were anything but appropriate. Sear?h the n?vel_Fire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Why do I feel like I want my head buried between those killer thighs? Damn... in my world, a girl like that would have been a millionaire on OnlyHoes. Men would''ve devoured her, but thank the gods this world has no way for women to exploit their bodies online. I couldn''t date a girl who sells herself to others.


    He wiped the sweat from his brow, his eyes tracking her ample breasts, barely contained by her dress. The way she dressed made his arousal stir again, threatening to rip through his pants. Wild thoughts flooded his mind, urging him to tear off her clothes and ravish her for days¡ªno, weeks¡ªwithout pause. But he knew he had more pressing matters to handle first, especially the girl who had slipped through his grasp.


    He couldn''t shake the image of that perfect, sculpted ass... that glorious, godly ass. He knew he had to track her down, but where could she have gone? The way she ran away left a lingering ache in his chest. And on top of that, he felt the need to tend to his own clothes and take a bath. His body was covered in sweat, blood, and dirt¡ªnot to mention, his clothes had turned from white to crimson. Thankfully, Liraeth hadn''t noticed yet, and he didn''t feel like explaining himself.


    "You know..." Liraeth spoke suddenly, her voice trembling with embarrassment deep in her chest, despite having performed such intimate acts with him just a day ago. "You shouldn''t think about other women when you''re with me... M-master..." Her face flushed as she stood shyly before him. She didn''t know what to say. I don''t like the way he looked at that girl; I can feel that he still can''t forget her.


    But Sylvaris thought otherwise. He felt that it was acceptable to think about other women, but something felt wrong¡ªas though he could feel her heartache. He didn''t know why, but his body moved on its own, walking toward her slowly. The sound of the leaves crunching beneath his feet, the scent of the pine trees, only amplified their rising desires. Their gazes met¡ªgolden and violet blending together.


    When he saw her eyes, Sylvaris felt an internal conflict. Why do I feel this way? I never intended for things to unfold like this. I wanted a harem of women who would worship me, treating me like a god... But now... I want their love, and I long to love them too. Are these my feelings or the influence of the system? A wave of confusion hit him.


    Yet, his thoughts paused when he noticed the trembling in her eyes, as if she was silently asking for reassurance, for comfort, for him to see her as something more than just an object of desire. I crave her more than just physically... Liraeth... my Liraeth... He gently took her arm, their fingers entwining. He pulled her into him, his chest still bare, pressing against hers. His warm breath brushed against her neck, and the scent of her sweet skin engulfed him¡ªmaking her feel the desire he had for her for a brief moment¡ªbefore their lips met in a kiss that was heated with passion. The sudden meeting of their lips rocked Liraeth to her core. It was exactly what she longed for. This man, who had thought of another while being with her, was now kissing her like this... yet, she didn''t resist. She welcomed it, letting him hold her waist, pulling her in.


    He kissed her softly¡ª"Mwah~..."¡ªand Liraeth felt as though she could melt in his embrace. His kisses were tender and full of love¡ªlike nothing she had ever experienced before. This sensation made her heart race more than she had anticipated.


    Master''s lips are so soft... "Mmm~..." she hummed, her breath shaking as she responded.


    Sylvaris lost himself in her sweet lips, feeling the heat of their kiss, which was filled with an intensity of love he hadn''t thought possible. His control faltered, his hand sliding down to her ass, squeezing firmly. "Ahh~! D-Don''t... ngh~! You¡ª" The sudden shift, in the midst of their romantic kiss, caught her off guard, but she found herself growing more aroused by his forceful actions. Somehow, it was just what she wanted from her master.


    Author, I swear, if you write another smut Chapter, I will find you myself and rip you to pieces. Can we just move on with the story already? This is making me want to puke...

 Chapter 35: Women are Scary...

    Chapter 35 - Women are Scary...Moving on with the story...


    The two of them stood there, kissing beneath the towering tree, the fresh air of the forest surrounding them. The very essence of the moment intoxicated them, and when they finally parted, the saliva from their tongues stretched between them, dripping onto her chest. She looked so alluring from the side, and Sylvaris couldn''t help but be struck by how beautiful she appeared. It sent shockwaves through his mind.


    "I love you, and I only want you, Liraeth," Sylvaris said gently. His features made him appear like a prince, and dangerously so, to the point where this poor girl had completely lost her mind for him. Her heart told her that he was the one, and Sylvaris, despite his previous intentions, couldn''t help but want her. Even though their love story felt rushed, it had somehow clicked into place.


    Well damn... what can I say? Good job, author. I guess...


    "Me too, Master," she replied, her shy yet loving smile meeting his gaze. "I love you, even if you don''t fully understand my feelings. I still love you, and I want you to be happy. So, even if you give me a sister, I want you to only stay with me when we are intimate, and think only of me when we are together. I know you''re a strong, powerful man, so please, just don''t forget about me, okay?" The way she looked at him, with tears of happiness in her eyes, made his heart race as well.


    Fuck... what did this girl do to me? Women are scary... Sylvaris cursed inwardly, but not in a bad way. He was more awe-struck than anything else. They are so good at seducing us men... He wasn''t wrong, and he had experienced firsthand the power women held. No wonder women were said to have started wars with their beauty, completely blinding kings and emperors. He marveled in his thoughts, and to be honest, this one in front of him had him blind as well, to the point where he would probably destroy the world just to keep one lovely elf girl.


    "First of all, I will always only think of you when we are together, and I''m sorry for getting distracted..." He said that, but in his mind, he was screaming, How the hell did she know I was thinking about that big ass? I need to be careful... "Call me Sylvaris," he shook his head, still holding her close. He realized he had never even had the chance to properly introduce himself. She had forced him into having sex through her brainwashing ability, and now the two of them were inseparable. What the hell? The only reason he even knew her name was through the system.


    Okay, author... listen... I don''t understand how she hasn''t questioned at all how Sylvaris learned her name, but this girl seems to be an airhead, so I''ll just let it pass... But come on, build your scenes better...


    "Sylvaris..." Liraeth whispered gently, her voice full of affection, a warm smile rising on her face as if she were engraving that name into her heart. Even her elf ears twitched gently¡ªa sign that an elf was in love, which didn''t escape his notice. That''s so cute, he thought. "That''s a fitting name for you, indeed... Sylvaris... hehe." She smiled mysteriously, leaving him confused. Sylvaris didn''t know that, in her mind, she was speaking to herself: My Sylvaris... I''m so happy I found him... She could feel his reassuring touch, his arms a fortress she could rely on.


    She leaned in, resting her head against his chest, closing her eyes and inhaling his scent¡ªslightly sour and pungent from all the action he''d been through, but to her, it was the smell of the man she loved. I''m so happy that I won''t have to marry that jerk from my kingdom. She had almost forgotten about her fate, about the fact that she was never meant for Sylvaris. She was supposed to be the next empress, but the wealth and power never called to her¡ªlove did. And now, she had found her home. I belong only to this man and forever to him alone.


    (Sniff, sniff) I can smell the clich¨¦ plot of Sylvaris having to rescue the maiden from being kidnapped by the evil emperor, right, author? Hehe... Smells like shit, I''m not even lying... please let me out of this place...


    Sylvaris held her head, gently brushing her hair with his strong hand, which made her almost drift off to sleep in his embrace. Time passed slowly for the two lovebirds as they decided to head west from there.


    "Liraeth, do you want to travel with me to the great lake city¡ªVelithar?" Sylvaris asked softly. That city was nestled beside the mythical Lake Elyra, said to house the spirit of the lake, a being so powerful that she forged all the water in the world, giving life to all living beings. When it came time for the spirit to find a home, she chose this lake and named it after her mother, the mysterious goddess of water, about whom little was known. Her daughter, however, was famous across the continent of Vaelterra.


    "Yes, Sylvaris..." she replied, her voice soft as if her words were meant to reach the heavens themselves and melt the hearts of all gods and goddesses.


    The city wasn''t far from where they stood¡ªperhaps a day or two on foot. It would be their first true bonding moment, their first journey together... An elf and her master¡ªor lover? Or, well, something. Regardless, the two of them were about to face the challenges of couple life. If Sylvaris couldn''t handle it, he would surely perish once he amassed all one hundred wives.


    But at least for now, we can finally move forward with the story and begin exploring this amazing world. And why is the author suddenly so afraid of me? Not like I''ll actually reach him and eat him up... or will I? Haha, see you all in the next Chapter!


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 Chapter 36: Saving The Beauty

    Chapter 36 - Saving The Beauty"Master, where exactly is this city you''ve been talking about?" Liraeth asked, walking alongside Sylvaris. The small, weathered dirt road stretched through the towering trees, barely recognizable as a path, its outline formed over time by passing traders and locals. The thick scent of fresh forest air lingered in the air, filling their nostrils and revitalizing their bodies in the cool morning.


    "I told you already, just call me Sylvaris," he said, a little embarrassed, though he paused for a moment, his face thoughtful. "On the other hand, you can call me master... in bed." A cheeky smile tugged at his lips, making Liraeth''s face redden just slightly. He nudged her with his shoulder, sending her swaying gently to the side in a playful, teasing way.


    "You''re such a bully..." She pouted, her cheeks puffing out like a hamster''s. She shifted slightly to the side, but her lips betrayed her smile. Her hands rested in front of her, fingers interlocked at the height of her hips. She looked like a girl walking side by side with her crush¡ªnot her husband. But who could blame her? They had barely met a day ago. Many secrets still hung between them, and there was so much left to learn about each other before their relationship could truly solidify. After all, their love had been born from passionate lovemaking¡ªif it even made sense. But, hey, ask the author. He''s the one pulling the strings here.


    Sylvaris smiled, the corner of his mouth curling with satisfaction. His first true harem member¡ªLiraeth¡ªwas right here with him. He had the goddess of life, Seraphina, but she was unreachable, distant, and far from his current plans. Liraeth, on the other hand, was flesh and blood. He couldn''t help but imagine how his life might change now that they were traveling together.


    "This city isn''t too far from here, as far as I remember," Sylvaris continued, refreshing the conversation and finally answering her question. "My grandfather used to bring me here, before his passing."


    At that, Liraeth''s eyes flickered slightly, a strange feeling stirring in her chest. She almost felt it was her own loss, but she felt sad for Sylvaris, too. His voice, though steady, carried a hidden sadness¡ªone she caught, despite his attempt to hide it.


    "When he and I came here..." Sylvaris trailed off, his mind drifting back. He remembered how his grandfather had taught him to sneak glances at women without being caught. He''d taken Sylvaris through the red-light district, a man who knew every hidden corner and every girl there¡ªa true man of culture.


    "It was a beautiful time," he chuckled, a dry smile playing at his lips. "I learned a lot about adventuring, too. That''s why we''re heading there. I want to form a party with you and venture into the wilds. After all, our real goal is the demon lord, right?" He spoke with an air of nobility, but his smile was anything but heroic. It twisted with the hunger of someone who wanted to tear the world apart.


    And then, I can be the demon lord and wreak havoc across the world, and this beauty will be one of many to entertain me daily... hohoho!


    What a disgusting laugh, I must add...


    "Ah!" Liraeth''s eyes lit up the moment she heard "adventurer''s guild." Her heart started to race. She had never experienced traveling with a group, and she hadn''t even gained her adventurer''s license yet. It was her dream.


    If I get to be in the same party as Master and fight alongside him, what could be better than that? He''s so strong... but I won''t lose! She clenched her fists, her resolve firm. I''ll be strong enough to help him kill even a god. What''s a mere demon lord compared to that? For my master, for my... Sylvaris... Her heart skipped a beat. I''ll do anything.


    A flame burned in her eyes, but Sylvaris was too lost in his own thoughts to notice.


    "I would love to form the party! Who else are we getting? A tank? A healer? Oh! We need a lot of food! Supplies! And snacks! I can''t live without snacks..." Her voice trailed off, and her face fell as she thought about it. Sylvaris couldn''t help but notice her F-cup-sized breasts bouncing with every step.


    If I feed her more snacks, will they grow? A wicked grin crept across his face as he considered the idea. There was no limit to his imagination...


    "Don''t worry," he smiled at her, taking her hand in his as they continued walking. The gesture was so sudden that it made Liraeth tense up, her eyes wide. S§×ar?h the N?vel(F)ire.n§×t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her hand is so soft...His hand is so firm...


    They shared the same thought, both enjoying the moment.


    "I''ll make sure we have somebody to take care of that, but about the members..." Sylvaris hesitated, unsure whether to ruin the moment or be blunt. He wanted only women in his party¡ªhis harem members. Men were not allowed. His toys were his alone to touch.


    "Hm? What is it, Sylvaris?" Liraeth glanced at his face, noting his sudden seriousness and the faint sheen of sweat on his brow.


    It was one thing to dream about a large harem, but how the hell was he supposed to keep all those women happy with each other when there was bound to be competition... It was giving him a headache.


    "I¡ª" His speech was cut off by the sound of pounding hooves, growing louder with each passing second. A carriage, wild and uncontrollable, barreled down the path. The horse''s eyes were wide with panic, its mane whipping in the wind as it galloped faster than it should have. The wheels of the carriage rattled and creaked, struggling to keep pace. The driver had lost control, desperately yanking at the reins, but the horse was already in full sprint, thundering toward them like a force of nature.


    "Get out of the way!" a young woman''s voice shouted, piercing the air. The carriage veered dangerously toward a tree, the horses losing control. They crashed to the ground, and the carriage plummeted, sending the driver flying from his seat and into a nearby tree. It would be a death sentence if she hit it, but just as the carriage was about to collide, Sylvaris moved like a gust of wind. His legs sprang into action, and in the blink of an eye, he closed the five-meter gap between them, his movement blurring with speed. A secret technique from his family, one meant for such moments. His hands wrapped around the woman, catching her midair, and he landed smoothly on the ground, cradling her safely in his arms.

 Chapter 37: A Fox?

    Chapter 37 - A Fox?"Are you both okay?!" Liraeth rushed to them, her body moving just a bit slower, her massive curves undoubtedly slowing her down. She glanced at Sylvaris, who was holding an impressive beauty in his arms.


    The woman had long, flowing green hair with white tips, her locks cascading like a waterfall. Her face was perfect¡ªso perfect it seemed almost otherworldly. Her most striking feature, however, was her large, fluffy tail¡ªno, two tails, all exactly the same color as her hair, a mesmerizing gradient of green and white. Fox ears, just as fluffy, sat atop her head, twitching slightly as if sensing something. She appeared to be in a defensive posture, her eyes tightly shut, likely still afraid of the impact, her delicate frame trembling slightly in Sylvaris''s arms.


    What really gnawed at Liraeth, though, was the fact that this woman seemed to have curves that rivaled her own, her outfit practically screaming, "Take me, savior." It left a bitter taste in Liraeth''s mouth, the jealousy rising as she clenched her fists.


    She''s a Beastkin, too, Liraeth thought. And they''re known for their irresistible charm. Great. Just great.


    Yet, even with jealousy burning in her heart, Liraeth still rushed over. Her eyes darted to Sylvaris first¡ªhis gaze hadn''t left the woman''s face, but at least he didn''t seem injured. That alone sent a wave of relief through her... until she saw her.


    The woman in his arms looked as if she''d fallen from a divine painting. She had long, flowing green hair with soft white tips that shimmered faintly in the sunlight, cascading down her back like silk. Her body was unmistakably that of a human¡ªslender, curvy, and perfectly shaped¡ªbut adorned with distinct beast-like features: Her nine large, fluffy tails¡ªeach the same vivid green with white ends¡ªfanned out behind her, twitching subtly as if on guard, curling protectively around her perfect form.


    Her skin was flawless, smooth and glowing with a faint magical sheen, giving her the appearance of a celestial being wrapped in mortal flesh. Even with her eyes shut tight, her face was almost too perfect¡ªhigh cheekbones, soft lips, and a delicate expression that made her look as though she were dreaming of paradise.


    Meanwhile, our great savior¡ªand wolf in a sheep''s costume¡ªSylvaris was locked in a raging internal war.


    Fox... fox ears... fox tail... mhmm... yes, definitely a fox... He was losing his mind. First, I fucked an elf. Now a sexy fox literally drops into my arms?She weighed more than Liraeth, and every inch of her body was a masterpiece. Her curves were wild. Unreal. His eyes roamed every detail of her sinful outfit.


    The attire was barely there¡ªa cream-colored, silky fabric clinging to her like a lover''s touch. Gold-trimmed straps crossed over her chest, struggling to contain her G-cup breasts, the soft mounds threatening to burst free with each breath. The fabric shimmered as it stretched over her body, hugging her hips, her sides, her everything.


    A delicate emerald pendant rested on her neck, catching the light like a jewel of temptation. Her waist was barely concealed by a translucent veil of fabric, thin enough to make out the outline of her belly button, which sent a bolt of heat straight through Sylvaris''s core. His cock twitched.


    Not now... control yourself! You''ll creep her out!


    And of course, Liraeth noticed. Her eyes dropped. Her heart nearly stopped. She already knew this man would collect women... but seeing it happen like this? That stung. A lot. The jealousy roared inside her like wildfire.


    The fox stirred in his arms, her body twitching slightly before her eyes suddenly flew open. Her gaze locked onto the man holding her¡ªa face too perfect to be real, his golden eyes gleaming like molten gems.


    But despite his almost divine features, her emerald-green eyes filled with confusion... and fear. sea??h th§× N?velFire(.)net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    She jerked instinctively, panic flaring across her expression. Sylvaris, stunned, could only blink as she struggled against him. Reluctantly, he lowered her to the ground¡ªhis arms lingering for just a second too long.


    In that one moment, as their eyes met, time fractured for him. In Sylvaris''s world, a thousand years passed. Her gaze had drawn him so deep, so fast, he could''ve sworn she''d aged him.


    "Ah! I-I''m so sorry!" she blurted, bowing quickly with her hands on her knees. Her fox ears twitched with every sharp breath, swaying just like her killer curves. Her breasts jiggled noticeably with the motion, practically defying gravity beneath that barely-there silk.


    She looked mature¡ªfar from innocent¡ªbut her eyes trembled, wide with panic. Whatever just happened, it clearly wasn''t supposed to. Forbidden, even. Her fear wasn''t just of the crash. It was something deeper. Something she didn''t want to talk about.


    "Not at all," Sylvaris said gently, his voice calm and reassuring. "Are you hurt? That was one hell of a crash. You''re lucky we happened to be here¡ªyou could''ve been seriously injured. At least let us escort you to town. Also... your horses ran off with what''s left of your carriage."


    He scratched his cheek casually, as if the whole situation was just unfortunate coincidence. But in truth, he''d secretly used a subtle ability moments earlier¡ªfiring a small, white projectile at the horses. It wasn''t enough to injure them, just enough to spook them into fleeing with the shattered remains of the wrecked carriage.


    There was no way he''d let this girl disappear now. She was too perfect. In his mind, it was already decided¡ªshe would be his second harem member in this world.


    Sylvaris''s words struck the girl to the core. Her ears twitched with panic, her expression tense as she glanced back¡ªonly to find that her horses were truly gone. Her ride, her carriage... all of it had vanished into the woods.


    She stood frozen for a moment. She didn''t trust him. Not the man holding her, nor the woman beside him. But right now, she had no other choice.


    "Well... this is embarrassing," she muttered, brushing her fingers to the bridge of her nose. "But please... take care of me until the next town. I-I''m not local..."


    Her voice grew softer, and her eyes dropped to the ground. She looked like the picture of a shy, helpless maiden¡ªand in Sylvaris''s eyes, she had just become the most adorable creature in the world.


    Yup. I''m definitely taking her as mine.A dangerous glint flashed through his golden eyes¡ªjust for a moment, quick and silent. No one noticed. But the decision was made.

 Chapter 38: Not the Rabbit I Was Looking For**

    Chapter 38 - Not the Rabbit I Was Looking For**Despite the constant glaring from Liraeth and a cold shoulder that could freeze souls themselves, the group slowly made their way down the winding forest road.


    Sylvaris, being the ''gentleman'' he liked to pretend he was, went out of his way to hunt for a meal. All of them were hungry, after all¡ªnot a single one of them had any supplies. Talk about wanting to be adventurers... at this rate, they''d starve before even reaching the first town.


    He moved like a trained hunter, though his blade wasn''t meant for it. He hadn''t prepared anything in advance. In truth, he wasn''t even supposed to be in this situation. Still, drawing from the knowledge passed down by his grandfather, he quickly spotted several rabbits deep in the woods, hidden behind tall trees, munching peacefully on the soft inner bark¡ªcompletely unaware that a demon was already drooling over them from the shadows.


    Meanwhile, the two women were left alone just off the road, tasked with starting a fire. The newcomer was more than eager to help, almost too eager. She and Liraeth awkwardly gathered logs, placing them in a neat pile at the center of a small clearing. They worked silently at first, carefully clearing the area so the fire wouldn''t spread into the forest.


    The silence stretched on until Liraeth could no longer take it. She couldn''t keep glaring forever. It wasn''t fair to direct her frustration at some poor girl who just happened to fall¡ªliterally¡ªinto Sylvaris''s arms.


    "So..." she began, crouching down to adjust the logs. Her short skirt rode up as she squatted, her round cheeks escaping the fabric''s limits, revealing everything. She wasn''t wearing anything underneath¡ªclearly making a statement about her relationship with Sylvaris.


    "We haven''t even introduced ourselves yet, have we?" she asked, glancing sideways at the girl. She tried to sound casual, but her jealousy still leaked through the edges of her voice.


    "Ah?!" the fox girl panicked, nearly dropping the bundle of twigs in her arms. "I-I... that was so sudden... it hadn''t even crossed my mind." Her voice was soft, her posture shy, but her body language¡ªher curves, her outfit, the way her tails shifted¡ªstill screamed take me, savior. It made Liraeth sigh internally. This was such a mess.


    "I''m Faylira," the girl said after a beat. "I don''t have a surname. I wasn''t worth being given one... but¡ª" her voice faltered, growing small, "even without a surname... I''m still a person, right?"


    She didn''t say it for Liraeth, not really. She said it for herself. But Liraeth heard it, and something inside her stirred.


    Liraeth had been so focused on her jealousy, on the potential threat this girl posed, that she hadn''t stopped to see the fear hiding behind those emerald eyes. Faylira had been thrown into chaos, just like her. And if she couldn''t offer even a sliver of kindness now¡ªthen who was she?


    "Faylira... that''s a beautiful name," she said, her voice softening. "Sounds ancient¡ªlike something the spirits would whisper. Your parents must''ve seen something special in you."


    Faylira''s fox ears perked up, twitching gently. She looked at Liraeth with wide eyes, surprised. The elf''s smile was calm and sincere, her violet eyes glowing softly beneath the forest light. Something shifted between them. The fear, the tension¡ªit eased, even if just a little.


    "I''m Liraeth, by the way. Liraeth Moonvale." She rose gracefully to her feet and extended a hand toward her. S§×arch* The N??elFir§×.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    The two exchanged small, genuine smiles. In that quiet moment, they bonded over something simple and human¡ªforgetting entirely about the man who had been the cause of it all.


    "Achoo!"


    Sylvaris sneezed hard, startling the rabbits just as he was about to strike. They scattered instantly, legs kicking up dirt as they bolted into the forest.


    "Great... just great," he muttered, rubbing his nose. "Now what the hell am I supposed to eat?"


    He stood there for a moment, irritated and hungry. "I wonder what the girls are doing right now... and I still haven''t even learned that fox''s name yet. Ugh. This day couldn''t possibly get any weirder..."


    But fate clearly had other plans.


    From deeper within the forest, carried softly on the breeze, came a moan.


    "Mmmn~..."


    Sylvaris paused mid-step. His ears twitched.


    "...What the hell was that?"


    He tilted his head, straining to hear. Maybe he was just horny. He had been holding back since the morning¡ªever since that damn fox''s curves made his pants tighter than iron chains.


    "It must''ve been the wind," he grumbled.


    Then it came again¡ªlonger this time. More drawn out. More... desperate.


    "Ahhn~..."


    That was no wind. That was pleasure.


    His smile slowly curled, eyes gleaming. "Someone''s either getting thoroughly fucked... or she''s playing with herself, hehe! I''d better check out."He moved, silent as a shadow, heart pounding with anticipation.


    The moans continued¡ªsoft, rhythmic sounds of need, each one weaving through the trees like a siren''s call.


    "Nghh~..."


    He finally reached the edge of a small clearing and ducked behind a thick trunk. And what he saw made his cock throb instantly.


    It was her.


    The one who had escaped him before.


    That blonde seductress with the glowing eyes and lips made for sin. She was sitting on the forest floor, back arched, legs spread shamelessly beneath her black, skin-tight outfit. Her short leather skirt was pushed up just enough to expose the lace of her thigh-high stockings and the slick heat between her trembling thighs. Her fingers moved in precise, practiced strokes, gently massaging her horny pussy, wet and eager.


    In front of her hovered a rune screen¡ªglowing purple, flickering like an arcane fire. It showed him. Sylvaris. Shirtless and in the middle of getting his duck sucked by Liraeth. That exact moment when he caught a figure spying through the trees.


    It''sher! His eyes widened and his heart rate shot through the roof.


    So she didn''t just watch me that day... she remembered every singledetail. His dick started to push his pants as if threatening to tear a hole in them if he didn''t undress right this instance.


    And now, she''s reliving it¡ªgetting off to the memory of me. He completely lost his common sense, slowly moving to her.


    "Mmm... yes... just like that~..." she whimpered, her voice thick with longing, body arching with every flick of her fingers.


    She had no idea he was watching her and creeping up on her.


    She''s obsessed. Not just curious¡ªshe''s fucking addicted to me.


    And this time... I won''t let her escape.

 Chapter 39: System Update: Love at 1%, Lust at Max***

    Chapter 39 - System Update: Love at 1%, Lust at Max***His steps were slow, but needy. He didn''t even try to hide it. Sylvaris''s bulge was so big it looked like it would soon burst through his pants on its own.


    And the one lost in desire was facing him¡ªyet she hadn''t noticed him at all. Her focus was locked on the rune screen in front of her, so fixated on the fantasy that she hadn''t realized the real deal was standing just a few steps away, watching her pleasure herself like a woman possessed.


    The forest around them was silent save for the occasional chirp of birds or rustle of leaves high above. Shafts of golden sunlight pierced through the canopy, illuminating floating pollen and dust motes. The air smelled of moss and earth, grounding the heat of the moment with the cool calm of nature. Yet even in such serenity, the scene unfolding was anything but.


    She''s soaking wet... Sylvaris licked his lips. I''ve never seen someone leak this much. Even the forest floor is drenched. Who knows what kind of tree might grow from those love juices?


    Her fingers reached deeper, parting her folds as if inviting him in. The same man she was watching on that glowing rune screen, lost in lust.


    Her breath caught as she slid two fingers inside herself. The sudden intrusion made her back arch, her body shuddering as the pleasure surged through her.


    "Nnnh~! Ahhh...!" she gasped, her body trembling. Her fingers worked faster, deeper, her moans growing louder, more desperate.


    "Ahn~! F-Fuck... it feels so good... nghhh~!"


    As the heat within her boiled over, she called out between shaky breaths, voice trembling with raw need.


    "Ahhh~! Stranger... nghhh~!"


    Where is he? Why isn''t he here taking me right now? Why''s he with that slutty elf?! He''s mine. Mine... mine... Ahhh...!


    "I need you... now... please~!"


    And how could a gentleman like Sylvaris ignore a woman in desperate need? That would tarnish his image, wouldn''t it? Well, maybe the Author had set this scene up just for him... hehe.


    Suddenly, her rune screen flickered. As if something¡ªor someone¡ªwas trying to break through. A large hand tore into the display, shattering the image of fantasy. And through the broken light emerged a face of perfect beauty¡ªgolden eyes shining like suns.


    Her core tightened instantly.


    "You... YOU!?" she gasped, frozen in panic. How the hell was he¡ªthe man she was just fantasizing about¡ªnow standing in front of her, mid-masturbation, in one of her most shameful, sinful moments?


    She bolted. Her legs moved with pure panic, trying to run away faster than ever before. She hated this. Hated herself. Yet she also wanted to stay. Her body betrayed her.


    Running again, huh? Sylvaris chuckled darkly to himself. This time, I swear... if she escapes, I''m using brainwash. I''ve held back too long. If it''s not her, then Liraeth and the fox girl will pay the price. I''m gonna fuck something.


    But luckily¡ªor rather, thanks to the Author pulling strings again (and you know he did)¡ªthe pervert tripped. Her body gave out, climaxing mid-sprint. Her pussy clenched so violently at the thought of Sylvaris catching her that she came right there, crashing to the ground face-first, ass high in the air.


    Tears ran down her cheeks. Drool slipped past her lips. She''d never come that hard in her life. And now she was just a defenseless rabbit, ripe for Sylvaris to claim. He didn''t waste a second.


    "Since you called, I''ve shown up. Don''t tell me you''re backing down now on your own desires, oh mysterious beauty." His voice was soft¡ªbut dangerous. S§×ar?h the Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her whole body shivered. She could''ve gotten up. She could''ve run again. But she didn''t. She stayed there, trembling, ass raised high, heart pounding.


    He''s... he''s going to claim me. He''s really going to fuck me! she screamed in her mind. Her ass twitched, her hips swaying slightly, practically begging him.


    Not that elf. Me. He came for me. He chose me. ME! I''m so happy!


    She watched as his cock burst free from his pants¡ªbigger than she remembered. Comically huge. Her eyes widened in awe and panic.


    Sylvaris, on the other hand, was fixated on her twitching, soaked pussy, almost sucking in air like it was calling for him.


    He didn''t hesitate. He grabbed her ass with both hands with a slam.


    "Ahn~! Hah¡ªFUCK~!" she cried out as his hands claimed her.


    His grip was rough, possessive, squeezing her cheeks and pulling her in. The moment his cock rammed into her soaked slit, her breath was knocked from her lungs.


    "AHH~!" she screamed. He pushed deep, her body jerking forward, completely powerless to stop him. Her release had already softened her walls¡ªshe was ready for this. For him.


    Oh god¡ªhe''s inside¡ªso deep... I wasn''t ready for that massive dick! Why does it feel so fucking good?!


    "NNNGHH~!" Her scream was primal, raw, desperate. He owned her with one thrust.


    "I''ve been meaning to meet you," he growled, hips slamming against her. "You ran away and left me haunted by this juicy ass... day and night. And now¡ªyou''re mine."


    "Ahh! So deep¡ªngh~!" she gasped. Her voice trembled with every slam, her body moving in sync, meeting him. "Yours! I''m yours! I''m so yours!¡ªHNNGH~! F-FUCK!"


    "Exactly," he hissed, slamming harder. "And now you''re going to repay me. For all the pressure I''ve felt... even if it takes days¡ªweeks¡ªof me breeding you into submission, you bitch."


    The moment he called her that¡ªbitch¡ªher pussy clamped down like a vice.


    She loves it.


    To Sylvaris, it felt like she was milking him¡ªdesperately hungry for his seed. That alone made him fuck her harder.


    "HYAAAH~!" she cried, her hips trembling, ass moving on its own. Her body wanted to trap him. To keep him.


    To never let him go again.


    Suddenly a system screen appeared above her head,


    [Love meter: 1%]


    [Desire meter: 1000%]


    [You may add Nyasha Rivenveil to your harem when the love meter reaches 50%]


    So she''s just a bitch in heat, huh? Sylvaris grinned. Good, good. This actually makes it more fun. If she doesn''t love me right now, I''ll make her love me soon. I''ll fuck the love into her and make her submit, even if it''s the last thing I do.


    A smile as wide as a mountain stretched across his lips, and that glint in his golden eyes returned¡ªas if he had just found a brand-new toy to break in.

 Chapter 40: What an Asshole***

    Chapter 40 - What an Asshole***The glorious pounding took shape, making Nyasha''s hips quiver with each powerful thrust, the vibrations of his deep thrusts sending shockwaves through her core. She could barely believe that someone could possess so much strength, the pressure of his movements making her feel both stretched and full. It was her first time feeling this real¡ªbut not the first thing inside her. She had tried countless women''s entertainment toys, slick and cold, that she could get from shady places in every city throughout the kingdom, but she had never felt something so warm, so alive like the hardness of a real cock inside her. And on top of that, it was the man she had taken a liking to¡ªsexually, at least, though now she was starting to feel a lot more than just lust.


    I''ve never felt anything like this¡ªevery inch of him stretching me, his hard cock filling me so deeply I can''t breathe, the pressure so intense that it almost hurts in the best way. His cock makes me feel so full, so possessed, the heat of him searing into my body, making me ache with need. Nngh¡ªI''m not just being touched. I''m being claimed, taken by his massive fucking dick, and it''s pushing me to the edge of my sanity. Fuuucckkk... I will never be able to touch myself again after this, never feel anything so deep, so perfectly filled¡ªaahhh~.


    The way her hips moved, grinding, sucking him in deeper and deeper with each desperate thrust, her body responding to him as if it was made for this, made him lose control over his own thoughts. Her moans crashed into Sylvaris''s ears like a symphony of pleasure, her wetness squishing with every movement, every thrust. His hands moved to grip her hips, feeling the smooth, warm skin under his fingers as she rocked. All he could see was the heart-shaped ass in front of him, its soft flesh bouncing with each forceful movement, and the woman who had driven him wild with frustration lately. Then, the idea hit him¡ªwild and mischievous. A stupid, but hungry, smile rose on his lips as he watched her.


    "This ass of yours..." he growled, voice thick with lust. "Might need a little punishment for running earlier." His fingers dug into her soft cheeks as he spoke, the warmth of her skin making his pulse quicken. "What do you think, hmm?" he whispered, his breath hot against her ear, teasing her with the promise of something rougher, wilder.


    Suddenly, he pulled out of her mid-pounding, the slickness of their connection making a wet, squelching sound as his thick cock slid free from her tightness. Her wetness leaked out, dripping and making a mess on the forest floor, and no matter how she shook her hips, trying to pull him back inside, Nyasha couldn''t understand why he wasn''t there anymore. Her body was still clenching and throbbing, craving him inside again, but she was left gasping in the emptiness, her pussy twitching, still desperate for more.


    "F-Fuck~! Don''t leave me like this!" Nyasha moaned, her voice desperate as she arched back, trying to grind against him, feeling the twitching of her sensitive pussy, still stretched to the maximum just moments ago. The emptiness left by his withdrawal made her body tremble with frustration, but also anticipation¡ªjust what kind of punishment was he planning? She felt her muscles clench involuntarily, her body reacting to the need and longing that now filled her.


    Suddenly, Sylvaris grabbed his thick cock with one hand, feeling the heat of it pulse in his grip. He slid it over her wetness, the slickness of her arousal making everything feel smooth and intense. Each movement against her sensitive entrance made her tremble, the soft, wet slaps of his cock against her pussy making a sound that echoed in the quiet woods. Her body flinched, but she couldn''t stop her hips from instinctively moving toward him, craving more. She was soaked, ready, and each teasing stroke only made the burning desire within her grow.


    "Say," he murmured, his voice deep and teasing, sending shivers down her spine, "Should I even put it in? Or should we be done for today?" His words were a deliberate tease, and his cock hovered just at the edge of her entrance, the tip brushing lightly against her swollen lips, sending jolts of electric pleasure through her body. The slickness between them was undeniable, and Nyasha''s body ached, her muscles tensing with the desire to feel him fill her once again. sea??h th§× Nov§×l?ire.n(e)t website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Ahhh~! Don''t tease me... just give it back to me... please?" Nyasha begged, her voice breathless and needy as she gave him the puppy eyes¡ªher lips trembling in a silent plea. Her arms pushed her body up, standing on all fours, her round, soft ass now directly in front of him. She could feel the weight of it, the way it jiggled, the smoothness of her skin, and the heat radiating off her. Every subtle movement made her ass bounce, the sight so delicious that Sylvaris couldn''t resist. Her body was calling to him, inviting him in with every swish of her hips. How could he tease her any longer? He wanted to claim her, to feel her squeeze around him again.


    His fingers slid down her body, moving slowly to her wet pussy. She was soaked, the slickness undeniable, even after he had pulled out. The wetness was like an invitation, slick and perfect, coating his fingers as he slid them over her swollen lips. She was still ready, her body still shivering, still craving the sensation of him inside her. But Sylvaris had something else in mind¡ªhe wasn''t ready to give her the release she so desperately wanted, and that only made her body throb harder, pulsing with need.


    "Sllrrpp~!" The sound of his fingers sliding against her wetness echoed in the silence, the slickness of her arousal amplified with each movement. Every stroke left a trail of pleasure, like the glide of his fingers was smoothing out every inch of her need. She could feel every sensation, every subtle touch, and it was like fire racing through her veins. His fingers moved with intent, teasing her clit, circling, pressing, until she couldn''t breathe. She squirmed in response, her hips involuntarily grinding against his hand.


    She''s such a slut... To think she''d get this wet for a total stranger. I really hit the jackpot!


    Look at him smiling, look at that face, so disgusting... dude is lucky he even got to smash, now he''s getting over himself. Seriously, author, are you okay with MC like that?

 Chapter 41: Teasing Her Butt**

    Chapter 41 - Teasing Her Butt**She moaned in pure bliss, "Mmmm~... yes, just like that," her voice a whisper of need as her body pressed instinctivelyagainst his touch, silkier with each passing second. The sensation of his fingers playing her like a delicate instrument sent waves of electric heat up her spine, her whole body alive with a craving she couldn''t control. Her chest rose and fell with every breath, her skin flushed as he drove her to the edge, inch by inch.


    The wetness was undeniable¡ªeach stroke smoother, faster, and so deep. The slickness between them made everything feel fluid, unstoppable. "Squish~!" A soft, needy sound escaped her lips, her body tightening around his fingers as they continued to work her. Her chest heaved, every inch of her sensitive body responding. The sound of her wetness was like music to his ears¡ªevery moan, every gasp, only made her more desperate for the release she craved. sea??h th§× NovelFire.net* website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    "Ahhh~! So good, nghh~!" she moaned, her body trembling as his hand continued to move, coaxing every drop of pleasure from her.


    "Slurp~..." The sound of her wetness spread as his fingers glided against her, making everything feel hotter, tighter, and more intense. Her body clung to the feeling, her hips rocking instinctively against his hand, needing more, needing him to take her. Every moment felt like it was building toward something¡ªsomething that would break her, but she couldn''t stop herself from chasing it. She was addicted to the sensation, the way it made her whole body burn for more.


    But soon, his fingers moved elsewhere, trailing down between her thighs, and Nyasha''s eyes widened in shock as she realized exactly what he was doing. The sensation of his fingers spreading her juices, slick and warm, across her tight ass made her gasp. Her body stiffened in surprise, and she could feel the anticipation building in her core. Her pussy clenched at the thought of what was coming next¡ªshe had never let anyone touch her there before, but now, with his hands, with his cock, she was already half-gone.


    "N-No, wait!" she gasped, her body shuddering as his fingers traced her tight hole. "Th-That''s my ass¡ªnngh~!" she whimpered, her words trembling with a mix of shock and need. Her hips instinctively jerked away at first, but she couldn''t help but push back, desperate for more of the sensations flooding through her. She could feel the heat of his fingers near her most sensitive spot, and her body was already craving the fullness.


    "Ssshhlick~!" The sound of his finger entering her tight ass echoed in the stillness, and Nyasha gasped as the sharp, overwhelming pain rushed through her. It felt like a hot rod had penetrated her, the stretch so deep, so intense, she thought she might break. But then¡ªimmense pleasure shot through her spine, like an electric current racing up her body. Her pussy contracted, the pressure building so quickly she could barely breathe. She was on the edge, teetering between pain and pleasure, and her body didn''t know whether to fight or beg for more.


    "Mmmm~..." Nyasha moaned, her lips parting in a breathless gasp as his finger pressed deeper. Her body felt like it was on fire, every inch of her skin burning with desire. Pleasure coursed through her veins, spreading like wildfire. Her body couldn''t stop reacting to his touch¡ªeach stroke sent waves of ecstasy crashing over her. I can''t believe how much my body is responding to him, she thought, eyes half-lidded, her mind swirling with pleasure. Everything he does feels... like nothing else. I''m losing control... A flash of hearts appeared in her eyes, her desire overwhelming her completely.


    [New update: Love has increased to 5%]


    [Desire increase: 2000%]


    Holy shit! Sylvaris thought, his cock twitching in anticipation as he observed Nyasha''s desperate state. She was gone¡ªmore than he had expected, more than he had imagined. Her body was responding so perfectly to every movement, to every touch. I''m going to make her mine, completely¡ª His thoughts twisted, imagining how she would feel when he claimed her, how her tight ass would feel as he entered her. Fuck, he thought, the slickness of her wetness was already enough to make everything easier, but it wasn''t just that¡ªher tightness was going to drive him crazy. The thought of pushing deeper, of claiming her completely, was too much to handle.


    He enjoyed the feeling of her tight ass for a moment, his finger pressing deeper, exploring her depths like he was searching for gold. But what he found was something much more precious¡ªa true diamond, something so perfect, so tight, he knew he couldn''t hold back. His cock throbbed in his pants, aching to be inside her. Slowly, deliberately, he pressed his massive cock against her tight ass entrance, feeling the heat radiating from her, slick and warm, begging for him to take her. She was ready¡ªready to be claimed.


    "Beg for it, bitch!" Sylvaris growled, his words raw, full of lust, and they hit her like a wave. She loved it¡ªloved the rawness, the dominance in his voice. She was almost losing it, her body trembling with need, and just hearing those words, that commanding tone, made her shiver with pleasure. Her breath caught in her throat, and her body quivered, aching for him to fill her. Every nerve was on fire, every inch of her body begging for him to take control completely.


    "Please..." she whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper, as she lowered herself to the ground, her face pressing against the cool forest floor. Her soft fingers traced the lines of her skin, shivering as they moved down her body, feeling the tension, the anticipation building inside her. Slowly, her hands moved to her ass cheeks, pulling them apart, stretching herself for him. "Please, breed this little slut of yours," she begged, her voice desperate, filled with lust, and need. She was lost¡ªcompletely. "I want your hard, perfectly big cock inside my little asshole. I want you to claim it, to make me your personal fuck toy, please..."

 Chapter 42: Claiming Nyasha’s Ass***

    Chapter 42 - Claiming Nyasha¡¯s Ass***Sylvaris''s thick cock pressed against her tight entrance¡ªher asshole clenched shut, resisting him like a fortress gate. No matter how he pushed, it refused to let him in. It was like trying to shove open the gates of a castle without a key... but if he could break through, the treasure inside would be worth it.


    This isn''t enough... I need more wetness, he growled inwardly, frustration crawling beneath his skin. His mind was spiraling¡ªever since he was twelve, this had been his ultimate fantasy. Ass-fucking a woman. He''d watched hundreds of porn scenes¡ªhis favorite category never changed: anal and big tits. A true man of culture, no doubt.


    Then he remembered a trick from one of those films. He spat directly on her puckered entrance, watching his saliva glisten before it was slowly sucked in. With a hungry glint in his eye, he reached down, scooping up the wetness leaking from her pussy, coating his cock and her hole with a generous layer. His fingers massaged it in, working her open just enough to have a shot at breaching her defenses.


    Now slick with spit and her own juices, he lined himself up again. Her entire body trembled in anticipation. It felt like thousands of ants were crawling up Nyasha''s spine¡ªher back arched involuntarily.


    He''s going to put it in... He''s really going to stretch my ass out... Will I even be able to sit down after he destroys me with that monster?! Shit... just thinking about it is making my pussy throb¡ªwhat the hell is happening to me?!


    Her thoughts spiraled, lust overtaking logic. The swollen head of his cock pressed again at her virgin hole, threatening to push in at any moment. Desire was thick in the air, coating every breath. She swallowed hard, both afraid and wildly turned on.


    "Open up more for me, you damn slut." Sylvaris''s voice was pure filth¡ªdeep, dominant, and dripping with lust. He swung his hand hard¡ªThwack~!¡ªhis palm crashing into her ass cheek. Her thick ass jiggled wildly, ripples dancing across her skin like shockwaves from an explosion.


    "Mmm~! D-Do it again!" Nyasha''s voice trembled with shameful pleasure as her body instinctively relaxed. "More! Please, spank me like the good little slut I am!"


    Thwack~! He obliged without mercy.


    "AAAHH~! That feels so good! Mmm~!" Her pale cheeks were flushed crimson, each slap branding her skin with glowing fingerprints. Sylvaris didn''t hold back¡ªhis swings were brutal, each one meant to break her down and bend her to his will. His throbbing cock twitched, unable to wait any longer.


    Driven by pure animal lust, he pushed forward¡ªfinally breaching her tight, forbidden entrance. Her ass yielded with a wet, obscene sound¡ªSchlkk~! Pphhlkk~!¡ªas if the gates of hell had opened just to swallow him whole.


    Her walls gripped him like a vice, every inch squeezed tighter than anything he''d ever felt. It was like her body was trying to suck the life out of him¡ªlike a milk factory, but instead of milk, it wanted to drain him of every last drop of cum.


    "F-Fuck! It burns¡ªahhh... nghhh~! But I¡ªI can''t get enough! More! Push it deeper! Ahhh~!" Her nails tore through the dirt, her legs trembling. It felt like her ass was on fire, stretched far past what it was meant to take. But she loved it. That pressure, that invasion¡ªit was pain and pleasure fused into something feral and addictive.


    She wanted more. Needed more. Even as her breath caught in her throat, even as she struggled to moan, to speak, her body begged him to ruin her.


    Shit... her ass is squeezing me so tight... Sylvaris gritted his teeth as the friction made it hard to move. Her tight little hole clung to him like it never wanted to let go.


    But I''m not losing to this slut and her perfect ass...


    Then he felt it¡ªwetness. Wait... is it getting more slippery? His precum was working overtime, desperately trying to coat her insides, making it easier to fuck her into submission. Every pulse of pleasure threatened to send him over the edge.


    "You''re such a nasty little slut," he growled. "Look at how your ass is taking me in. Did you want me this badly, huh?!"


    Thwack~!¡ªAnother harsh slap echoed across the clearing. Nyasha''s back arched beautifully for him, instinctively opening herself up more, giving him access to her very core.


    "It''s... nghh~... your fault... Ahhh~ fuck... You made me this way..." She didn''t deny it. Didn''t argue. Just accepted what she''d become¡ªhis. Her whole body had surrendered to lust, mind lost to the haze.


    Her eyes were unfocused, nearly rolled back, turning black with desire. She was trembling, burning from within, every second pushing her closer to the edge. The pressure in her gut felt like a dam about to burst.


    "Please," she whispered breathlessly. "Don''t stop... please¡ª!"


    Those desperate words shattered what little control Sylvaris had left. Something inside him snapped¡ªsomething primal. He wasn''t fucking anymore. He was claiming.


    His cock was already buried deep inside her, stretching her beyond reason, but that wasn''t enough. He leaned forward, snarling like a beast as his fingers sank into her ass cheeks like claws digging into prey.


    "Use me until there''s nothing left... until your cum is the only thing holding me together..." Her voice was muffled by the dirt, but her filthy desires rang out loud and clear.


    With a brutal yank, he pulled her back onto his cock¡ªburying himself so deep her vision blurred¡ªas if his dick was trying to carve his name into her very soul.


    Squelch~! PAF! PAF!¡ªHe started pounding her without warning¡ªsavage and merciless. Each thrust slammed into her with brutal force, her ass jiggling uncontrollably, loud wet slaps filling the forest air.


    "This hole belongs to me now¡ªsay it!"


    His voice dripped with cocky confidence, no shame left. He was in full control, and her broken little moans only made him crave more.


    PAF! PAF!¡ªThe sound of skin slapping skin was filthy, raw. It was like he was rearranging her insides with every brutal thrust, her ass squeezing and milking him like it wanted him to lose.


    Every slam knocked thoughts out of her mind. She couldn''t think anymore. All that was left was more.


    "AAAHH~! F-Fuck! You''re so deep¡ªnghh~!" she screamed, her voice breaking. "It''s yours! MY ASS IS YOURS! AAAHH~!" S§×arch* The N?vel(F)ire.¦Çet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Her body shook uncontrollably, her legs twitching from the force of each thrust. Her moans turned into breathless, primal cries. "That''s exactly¡ªAAHH~!¡ªwhat¡ªNGHH~!¡ªI needed¡ªYES~! YES~! YES~! Fuuuck~! So good!"


    Her moans were so loud, so filthy, they tore through the trees. And far away... the wind carried her screams right into the ears of two other girls¡ªan elf and a fox girl¡ªwho paused near the fire they were building, cheeks instantly flushed red.


    Sylvaris definitely wasn''t hunting for food. He had found something else to feast on.

 Chapter 43: Running Away in Shame***

    Chapter 43 - Running Away in Shame***Sylvaris gritted his teeth, sweat dripping from his chin and landing on her back as his thrusts turned erratic¡ªrougher, faster, deeper. His cock swelled inside her, veins pulsing, the pleasure unbearable as her ass milked him with each desperate clench. She was trembling, gasping, her body no longer obeying her¡ªreduced to a mess of need, filth, and bliss.


    "Fuuuuck... yes, yes¡ªstretch me more, deeper!" Nyasha''s skin burned like molten lava under Sylvaris''s touch. He could barely hold her flaming body, the air thick with her lust. Her hips began moving on their own, syncing with his brutal rhythm¡ªSlap, slap, slap¡ª"Fuck, that feels so good... don''t stop! I beg you!"


    "Take it¡ªfucking take every inch of me, you little cock-hungry slut!" Sylvaris snarled, voice hoarse, hips pounding into her like a beast in heat. His fingers dug into her waist, nails carving angry red marks into her flesh. He forced her to stay in rhythm, not letting her escape for even a second.


    He''d lost all reason¡ªand I personally blame the author for this. Just look at that beast, lost in heat like he''s never had sex before. Sigh... whatever, let''s continue the story.


    "AHHH~! F-FUCK! I''m gonna¡ªAHHHH~!"


    Nyasha''s entire body seized, spasming beneath him. Her legs gave out, her toes curled, and her pussy gushed uncontrollably even as his cock split her ass wide open. She didn''t even know which hole was feeling what anymore¡ªonly that she was spiraling into something hot, violent, and divine.


    Sylvaris could feel her clenching hard. That was his cue. He got cheeky¡ªhis fingers dipped between her thighs, sliding into her soaked pussy without warning. His middle and ring fingers pressed together and shoved in¡ªSquelch, squish, squelch¡ªNo mercy. In an instant, his fingers were wrapped in slimy, hot velvet.


    Her walls squeezed around them, pulsing with desperate need, sending shockwaves through Nyasha''s core. Something was building¡ªsomething vicious and overwhelming. The runes on her body glowed pink, radiating heat and lust, the color deepening with every flick of pleasure.


    "No! AAAHHH~! Stop! If you keep playing with my pussy like that... NGHH~!"


    She tried to warn him she was about to break, but he didn''t give a fuck. His pace only got rougher, pounding into her harder, shutting her up with cock and fingers alike. He wasn''t stopping. He was going to mark her. Claim her. Fill her. sea??h th§× ¦Çov§×lFire .net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Fuck... I can''t hold on anymore. She''s squeezing me like she already owns my fucking cum... her ass is begging for it...


    I''m gonna finish it off. Fuck it¡ªI want to cum so badly. This bitch is the one who teased me into this, anyway. Hahaha¡ª


    Sylvaris stopped teasing her pussy and grabbed her arms, yanking them back and arching her into the perfect position. Her small breasts dangled, nipples hard, and her tongue lolled from her mouth as tears of pleasure streamed down her face. She was done¡ªcompletely broken from the pleasure.


    That final yank of her arms was the deathblow.


    Her ass gave way, swallowing every last inch of him. Her body convulsed violently, clenching and pushing at the same time, her hole milking him with everything it had.


    "I''m gonna cum inside this filthy hole¡ªtake it! Take my fucking load!"


    He roared as he slammed home one last time, burying himself to the hilt. His balls smacked against her twitching pussy as hot, thick ropes of cum blasted deep into her guts. Her back arched, eyes rolling back, mouth wide open in a silent scream as she came again¡ªharder than ever before. Juices squirted in messy gushes onto the ground beneath her.


    "AaaaAH¡ª! Aaah! Ah¡ªAH¡ª! Nnnh¡ªI''m c-cumming!" Her voice was raw, shaking the air, a scream ripped from the edge of her sanity.


    "Haaah¡ªfuck, take it all... nghh¡ªfuckin'' tight little¡ªugh¡ª!"


    A guttural growl burst from Sylvaris''s chest as his orgasm tore through him¡ªdeep, hot, endless. His moans turned into snarls, thrusts growing slow and brutal as instinct took over, pumping her full in heavy, pulsing waves.


    His cum poured into her like molten fire, painting her insides with filthy intent. The flood triggered another squirt from her abused pussy, juices splashing messily beneath them. Her whole body twitched violently, her breath caught in her throat. Her mind blanked out, drowned in a storm of addicting, breaking pleasure.


    And then¡ªfor a few seconds¡ªonly silence.


    Just ragged breathing. Trembling limbs. And the sticky, slow drip of fluids leaking from her ruined holes.


    Hahaha... I''m so full... hahaha... his cum... this hot stranger''s cum... all mine... nghh~... all... huh...?


    Then it hit her.


    The fog shattered. The raw heat in her belly turned cold. Her mind screamed: What the fuck am I doing?!


    Her face twisted in horror as shame came crashing back like a tsunami. The realization hit¡ªhe just came inside her ass. He bred her like a fucking animal.


    Her body was limp, sore, drenched in sweat and cum¡ªbut something primal kicked in.


    "N-No! I... I can''t¡ª!"


    She stammered, voice shaking. Eyes wide. Panic drowning her arousal. She shoved at the ground, crawling away with cum dripping from her gaped hole, her legs twitching and barely holding her up.


    When he slipped out, her ass made a loud, wet¡ªpop!¡ªfollowed by a sloppy, lingering¡ªshhlorp!¡ªthat echoed like a perverted exclamation mark. Her hole stayed stretched wide, gaping and twitching, fluttering helplessly¡ªwrecked and ruined.


    Every time it pulsed, soft, humiliating squelches and wet clicks filled the air. Her hole didn''t want to close. It couldn''t. Slick ran down her cheeks, trailing from her pulsing gape, still leaking his thick mess.


    Sylvaris reached lazily toward her, confused. "Huh? Where the hell are you going?"


    But she didn''t answer. Didn''t look back. Like a scared deer, she scrambled upright¡ªstaggering like a newborn, legs jelly¡ªand ran. Before Sylvaris could chase her, a shimmering wall of runes formed around his naked body, trapping him behind magical symbols.


    He was pissed, but all he could do was watch.


    She ran¡ªstumbling, broken, soaked in his cum. Each step nearly made her collapse. Her legs barely worked, but somehow, she forced herself to move. Escape was all her mind clung to.


    One moment she was in the woods masturbating to his image. The next? He appeared and fucked her into submission. She couldn''t process the shift. Her body remembered the pleasure, but her mind screamed in shame.


    She ran like she was trying to escape her own sin. Even with his cum leaking down her thighs... Even with her legs giving out beneath her... She fled into the trees, heart pounding louder than her footsteps.


    Sylvaris stood there, still half-hard, glistening in sweat and her scent.


    "...What the fuck just happened?"

 Chapter 44: You Reap What You Sow

    Chapter 44 - You Reap What You SowSylvaris gritted his teeth, sweat dripping down his chin as his white sword clanged against the walls surrounding him. Sparks erupted, the sound ringing in the air, but no matter how hard he tried, the rune prison wouldn''t budge. His frustration burned hotter with every failed attempt.


    "Good, next time I catch you, Nyasha, I''ll make sure you bite the sheets as I fuck you for days and nights," he muttered under his breath, glancing at his system screen.


    [Harem God System]


    [Level 5: 70%]


    "Ugh... not only did I let her slip away, but I also failed to level up. At least there''s progress, though..."


    He scrolled down and saw her status:


    [¡ªNyasha¡ª]


    [Love: 20%]


    Those numbers were low, but it was something. Only thirty percent more, and Sylvaris could add her to his harem, boosting his power. But for now, he only had two women¡ªone of them being the goddess of life. And somehow, she didn''t give him any bonuses or power boosts. Was it because she wasn''t around? He thought, still standing naked in the rune trap.


    Seriously, author, make him dress up already. Nobody wants to see a naked man just standing there looking lost.


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    After finally getting dressed, Sylvaris was still left with the problem of escaping the rune prison. He needed a solution¡ªfast. He sighed, rubbing his chin.


    So my holy skills are useless... Should I try the dark path? He frowned at the thought. That could attract unwanted attention. But maybe¡ª


    Then, a sudden realization hit him.


    "Liraeth''s magic..." The words slipped from his lips, sending a shiver down his spine. He hoped she hadn''t heard him earlier. If she found out he''d been fucking another woman, she''d likely kill him. Even though she was part of his harem, there was a fit of jealousy lurking behind her calm exterior.


    "Nah, I''ll be fine," he chuckled to himself, oblivious to the fact that Liraeth was preparing a rope and fire, eagerly awaiting his return to roast him alive. The fox girl was desperately trying to calm her down, claiming they''d misunderstood.


    R.I.P. Sylvaris. Can''t wait to see what happens when he comes back to the two girls... it''s going to be hilarious.


    He scrolled through the system until he found Liraeth''s menu. A new feature caught his eye: [Inherited Skills].


    He tapped it, revealing several new skills.


    [>Ancient Elven Magic: Chronoshatter(50 mana)<


    >Type: Temporal Curse (Restricted)<


    >Effect: Deconstructs non-living targets by unraveling their time-thread.<


    >Current Limitation: Cannot affect living beings.<


    >Visual: Silver rune spiral ¨C counterclockwise rotation.<


    >Activation Method: Mark via touch or gaze. Object collapses in reverse.<


    >Note: Time denies the object''s existence.<]


    [>Ancient Elven Magic: Witherlock (20 mana)<


    >Type: Temporal Entombment (Offensive)<


    >Effect: Traps a target in a sealed time-loop where time flows a hundredfold faster inside.<


    >Basic Use: Induces paralysis and extreme fatigue in seconds.<


    >Advanced Use (Level Too Low!): Rapid aging, cellular breakdown, death within moments.<


    >Sylvaris Compatibility: Partial ¨C can slow a target, but cannot sustain a lethal loop.<


    >Duration: Variable ¨C depends on mana input and willpower.<]


    Wow, an ability to control time, similar to how she trapped me in that time prison before... and it looks like I''ll be able to use it in the future. Sylvaris chuckled darkly. Very nice. I can already imagine how I''ll make any fool who goes against me die miserably, trapped in a time chamber, their bodies aging to dust while they live out the rest of their pitiful lives. It''s going to be fun to watch.


    His smile twisted into something more sinister. Truly vile thoughts, but necessary if I want to become a demon lord. No human has ever reached the level of villainy that a demon can, but... I''m going to be even worse.


    "But for now," he murmured, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous anticipation, "let''s test this out. Chronoshatter... sounds like a pretty badass name." He scanned the rune prison surrounding him. "I just hope... I can break this fast. I''m starving, and I have to catch up to a beauty on the run."


    He knew exactly where she''d gone¡ªtoward the city. That was perfect. Not only would he be able to enjoy some time with the fox girl, but Nyasha was also within reach. All for him to claim.


    Sylvaris stretched out his hand. As the name of the ability echoed in his mind, a strange sensation crawled up his fingers. Almost instantly, several symbols began to form around his fingertips¡ªfive different colors, most likely representing five elements: Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, and Metal.


    The moment his fingers touched the translucent runes, it felt like time itself began to flow backward. He could swear he saw Nyasha''s naked form flash in front of him for a moment before the rune prison shattered into pieces, like it had never existed at all.


    This is powerful magic, he thought, awe flashing through him. In the future, who knows how strong I''ll become? Maybe I''ll even be able to reverse death itself with this kind of power.


    "Haha! I fucking did it!" His face lit up as he marveled at his fingertips. If not for this prison, I wouldn''t have had the chance to test out this broken skill. It''s amazing!


    But just as quickly as his excitement had flared, reality crashed back down on him.


    He looked around. No animals in sight. No dinner today then. And he knew that when he returned, the girls would scold him. But hey, he was the man, right? I can take a little scolding.


    Before he could even think about how to explain himself, a massive log hurtled toward him, slamming into the ground where he''d just been standing.


    "You piece of incompetent bastard!" Liraeth''s voice rang out. She was standing nearby, seething with anger, her hands gripping a burning log. Despite the fire, she didn''t seem to care¡ªit was clear she was ready to make him regret whatever had happened.


    Sylvaris barely dodged in time, only to have another log fly at him, smacking him across the forehead.


    "Ouch!" he grunted, but the pain was nothing compared to the danger he was in.


    "Where the hell did you go?" Liraeth screamed, pacing toward him. "Out there in the woods, fucking someone when you were supposed to bring us food!"


    She picked up the log again, her hands scorched by the flames, but she didn''t seem to care. Instead, she threw it at him, and he scrambled to dodge it, barely staying out of the way.


    The entire situation was chaotic, almost like a scene from a romance comedy¡ªtwo teenagers arguing, one throwing fire and the other desperately trying to explain himself. But Faylira, watching from the sidelines, couldn''t help but laugh uncontrollably. She was starting to enjoy this.


    And deep inside, she began to realize there was something about Sylvaris¡ªsome secret power or charm¡ªthat made him irresistible to women. As she watched, a new plan began to form under her innocent mask, her fox tails swishing mysteriously in the wind.


    "I¡ª I can explain!" Sylvaris stammered, dodging another flaming log. "Wait, Liraeth, put that down! It''s hot! I said¡ª!"


    But his words were lost in the madness as he desperately tried to avoid being burned alive. His long black hair narrowly missed being singed by the flaming debris.


    Sylvaris... huh... very well. Faylira thought, a wicked gleam in her eyes. I''ll see if you''re fit for my queen, or if you''re just another good-for-nothing womanizer.


    The other two would never believe that this shy and scared fox girl was secretly plotting against them.