1 Fantasising about Fishes

"Shit. Is there only water on this world!?"

I curse as I continue to float about in air. There is really no direction in my mind, as I search desperately for someone to possess, dead or alive. It doesn't even need to be someone, honestly.

Something will do!

Fuck! I can't do shit without an actual body.

That isn't exactly true. I can do quite a lot of crazy shits without an actual body with my very awesome ghostly powers, but I do need someone or something to use my powers on.

And being a ghost does have its advantageous.

For example, I can fly around instead of having to swim like a caveman, so no drowning for me due to exhaustion or some other stupid reason.

Another example is that I don't really need to eat or drink anything, so no dying of hunger or thirst for me.

Although, I really want to drink something. Something warm and delicious, not to mention addictive, preferably the tasty nectar from between the legs of a beauty or multiple beauties. Hah!

Alright. I think with all these waters, I might start fantasising about fucking fish soon.

They look mighty arousing right about now. What do you expect from a perverted ghost who is pretty much powered by lust!?

Tsk.

Besides, that is the story of how mermaids come about in modern culture. It sounds plausible enough. Put a bunch of horny sailors at seas for many months, and I think they will start seeing fishes as lovely beauties.

And I kid you not, I just saw one.

A mermaid that is. A mermaid with red-flowing hair, swimming amongst the wooden debris. A storm must have passed by last night.

Seriously, how long have I been at sea? System?

There is only silence.

Oh right. The system is disabled right now due to the condition of this Conquest.

They really think it is too easy with the system helping me. Those bastards, whoever they are.

They didn't even tell me what fairy tale this is, but if I have to guess myself, I say it is the little mermaid.

It is totally not because Ariel trying to save some old dude right now. Pretty sure that is Ariel, meaning that this is Disney.

Booboobooboobs!

That is my laugh. Get used to it.

"Hey, idiot. He's dead, you know."

I call out, but of course, Ariel cannot hear me. No one can, even in this world.

But she eventually figures it out anyway. It isn't like she hasn't seen countless of dead people floating on the ocean or sinking to the ocean floor.

How old is Ariel right now? Does it really matter?

But if I remember the story correctly, Ariel should be old enough to fuck. I mean spread my culture to.

Fucking her might be difficult because she has no legs, and I have no body. That is a dilemma. Oh wait, I do have a body I can use. This poor bastard who drown since last night.

But even so, I won't be able to give her a happy ending until she grows a pair of legs. She will be given a set by that fat octopus and then by her father at the end.

By the way, what is the name of the villain, Uranus? I am going to go with that.

Sounds easier to remember than anything else really.

Anyway. Time to get this story on the road.

I descend from the sky and enter the poor bastard. As soon as I did, his memory floods into my mind, allowing me to know everything that he knows.

That was done automatically whenever I possess someone or something. Scratch that last part. Things don't have memory or personality.

In any case, that isn't the first thing I did.

I immediately cough and roll to my side. I then pull myself upright and swiftly expel all the salty water from my throat. My entire body shakes afterwards, trying to resuscitate itself.

A loud splash is heard from the side, telling me that Ariel has distanced herself from me, but she didn't disappear completely.

Curiosity flashes in her eyes, considering that she had assumed that I already died.

"Um. Little lady. Thank you for saving my life. My name is Ghostly. May I know yours?"

I ask. I already know everything about her, and with the thought bubble hovering above her head for me to read, I know everything that she is thinking.

Yup. Spreading my culture is going to be a piece of cake.

I prefer to eat that cake on her ass though. Will that be possible?

Who knows, but I will try. It will be super fun, and I might get some awesome bonuses for doing so.