Ghost of Culture

I am a pervert. I am such a pervert. Even in death, I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t help myself at all! As a ghost, I am on a mission to spread manly culture throughout this world and the next. Join me on my adventure throughout the multiverse. Read about my endless debauchery. And feel what I feel! Even Gods tremble erotically in my presence and spread their legs to welcome me. Hah! I am such a pervert. And this will be super fun! ************************** This story contains extreme sexual situation and more sexual situations. No one under 18 is allowed.

Erosire · Urban

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What Would Have Been

But before I attempt to confront and challenge any of the previous masters, maybe I should get a little bit more decent first. Yes. I should.

Sure. It would be super awesome and hilarious to challenge those masters of Orvis while being naked and sporting mighty weapon between my legs, but I think doing so would not fly well, especially when it is the first impression.

Plus, I am trying to pass myself off as Hayate Ryoden, their last descendant and the current heir to the Ryoden Style, so I rather not piss them off from the start.

Speaking of the style, I should spend a bit of time to learn at least a couple of moves from Orvis herself, as she is the Sentient Battle Spirit of the Ryoden bloodline. She should know a few techniques or two, and it does not escape me that her last name is also Ryoden.

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