173 A hot shower with King Arthur

Allen found a cave after digging through the rock for a while. He peeked inside and heard the crackling noises of unknown creatures. If it weren't a game based on cubes where everything has that shape, even the avatars, it would be terrifying.

As he took a step into the cave, Allen heard a guttural groan and a green zombie appeared. It was slow and looked like one of those zombies from old movies, the kind that eats brains and walks with its hands raised forward.

Allen nodded, drew his sword, and struck the zombie a couple of times to destroy it. The zombie dropped some useless armor and zombie flesh. Allen took the flesh without thinking about how disturbing it was that the game subtly encouraged you to eat zombie flesh.

"This breaks at least two laws, but whatever..." Allen stored the flesh and decided to search for some things in the cave.

The environment was damp and silent, enveloping Allen in darkness. He placed torches with each step he took to prevent more monsters from appearing.

Minecraft isn't a game with constant action, at least in the initial area, so generally, you spend your time killing skeletons with bows, zombies, and some spiders, then you get some materials and craft things. However, this increases in caves where you encounter more enemies.

After searching and killing many monsters, Allen returned home and sat in front of the furnace to smelt the iron.

Allen took the ores from his inventory, opened the furnace, placed them, closed it, and waited while relaxing on the floor with his hands behind his head; at that moment, the Chat was in shock.

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- Hey, what the hell?!

- Wtf?!

- I've played Minecraft for over a thousand hours, and it doesn't have any animations like that!!

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The audience's surprise is understandable because out of nowhere, Allen's avatar's movements became smoother as if it were an animation.

Allen didn't even use his keyboard anymore; instead, the system made a small update and modification for Allen to control his character with his mind, which allowed him to make incredibly precise movements.

Allen literally grabbed the ore with his hands and smelted it; when he sat down, he did it as if he were a regular person relaxing. Even his character's gestures were the same as his.

Allen rolled his eyes, and his avatar did the same. "I was able to create a virtual world and put a thousand players in there, doing. something like this shouldn't be impossible, right?"

- Ah! that's true! I had forgotten!

Hestia - What's a virtual world, and why didn't I know anything about it?!

"Well, because I didn't know you at that time."

Hestia - Hmph

Artemis (Fgo) - Mmm, it looks interesting...

Allen couldn't do more on this topic; if someone wanted to see his past content, it was available on different platforms, and the system even created a page to have access to past videos, including the old live streams. The system didn't allow the purple platform to delete them because it usually deletes stored streams periodically.

Returning to Allen's virtual world topic, that project didn't die. However, as time passed, people stopped entering it willingly. Why? The main reason was really ridiculous but very acceptable: the excessive physical demand to play. It's one thing to play controlling an avatar, but having to run five miles to get to the center of the zone, whether it's in Fortnite, PUBG, or Warzone, isn't easy.

Why did Allen only use competitive games? Well, the origin of such an event was to compete for a prize. Allen retired prematurely; Wednesday, Rebecca, and Ghost (Rogue) made it to the top fifty. However, after fighting for hours, they lost, with five teams remaining.

It wasn't their fault; the winners were a team made up of four professional players, who also had great physical condition.

However, this magic didn't last long; a single game could equate to an entire marathon, and consequently, more and more players abandoned the idea of entering the virtual world.

A few hours after playing and chatting with his Chat, he ended the stream. The only incident to mention was that Allen tried to take a cow home, however, an annoying monster that likes to self-destruct took the life of "Baki" the cow, whose name was chosen by the Chat after a survey.

There was a funeral, and Allen even created a tomb for him.

- No! Baki was so good! :"(

- It doesn't hurt me! It burns, it hurts me!!

Gilgamesh - Is this what humanity has become?...

MCdragon - Shut up! You don't understand our pain, Baki!!

Allen had a blank look seeing the exaggerated reaction to his Chat, although they were just trolls.

"Ok, it was my fault too for playing along, but everyone knows I was going to eat that cow sooner or later, right?"

- D:

- You're a monster!

- How dare you see Baki as food?! :-(

- Baki was our friend! >:v

- D:

"Eehhh..." Allen rolled his eyes, "I literally found it ten minutes ago..."

PercyJ - Mmm, Allen, if you can modify the game to your liking, why not revive Baki?

- Shut up, Percy!

- Are you stupid?!

- Idiot!

PercyJ - Did I say something wrong?! O_o

"Doing something like that is cheating, cheaters aren't well seen among gamers. Think, Percy, think!"

PercyJ - Ok... I guess I'm sorry...

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Allen finished the stream and decided to take a quick shower before heading to the office. It's very strange, but Allen currently has a white-collar job in DC, but he's just a student at Marvel. Which is quite shocking.

Allen heard the shower running in his room. Being his house and his room, Allen had no reservations about entering. He had hoped to spend some quality time with one of his girlfriends.

Of course, in this mansion, there are Raven, Starfire, and Donna, who are not his women, so it would be rude to enter. However, Allen was sure that none of the three girls mentioned earlier would use his bathroom. The first two girls for obvious reasons, and the last one because she was punished by Diana and couldn't approach her room.

He undressed and entered without thinking more, of course, Allen could use a thousand ways to identify the woman inside, either using magic, feeling her ki, with the system, or simply asking. But the man of the house didn't see the need to be cautious in his own house and even more so in his room, so he assumed that no matter which woman was there, she was his woman.

Allen entered wearing a towel, and the sound of the water became louder. There was a lot of steam that blocked the vision, but he could distinguish the shiny golden hair and the figure of a beautiful woman behind the semi-transparent door.

Allen thought about the blonde women in his life, especially those who could be in this mansion. To start with, Antiope, Hippolyta, and even the obsessed goddess Aphrodite couldn't be here because they were in Themyscira and Olympus.

Not to mention Kara, Supergirl, due to her complicated relationship with Allen, would have to be out of her mind to enter his house as if nothing and bathe in his shower.

Harleen/Harley were also blondes, but she was in Arkham, which only left Gwen Stacy as an option.

Allen smiled removed the towel and entered the shower, he quickly approached her from behind and stretched his hands toward her to embrace her while being a little daring.

'Wait...'

Just before touching her, thoughts flew into his head, the first was the fact that Gwen doesn't have hair as long as the woman standing inches from her hands, Allen began to regret not being more cautious, but it was too late, he didn't have time to think about anything else, his wolf claws reached the soft mounds of the woman.

She trembled surprised but didn't say a word. Allen lost himself in the intoxicating sensation of the large breasts for a few seconds before reacting and realizing the truth.

His Gwen does not have small breasts, in fact she has large breasts, but not as large as these white mountains.

That revelation made him stiffen, and his mind worked ten times faster, leading him to review his previous analysis, realizing that there was still a blonde in his mind who hadn't been taken into account.

Allen cleared the steam with a little ki, and Artoria's emerald eyes looked at him in silence, Allen choked at seeing the naked goddess in his arms; he still held the King's breasts.

"I'm sorry."

Allen let her go and apologized, feeling uncomfortable. He might be a womanizer, but he generally respects women who don't have a romantic relationship with him, as long as they're not villainesses trying to kill him or heroines attacking him.

Artoria looked at him still in silence, showing no blush despite Allen seeing her divine body and touching her breasts. Allen swallowed, and the body of the goddess seemed wrapped in divine light, it made sense she wasn't human but a goddess.

Allen's only regret was ruining his progress in the relationship with Artoria. He had been getting closer to her little by little, trying to get along. But now, with this clear lack of respect, she should hate him at worst, and at best, her opinion of him will plummet.

Allen sighed, his relationship with Artoria had an invisible wall between them, and he didn't know how to overcome that wall, so he decided to earn her respect at least but perhaps that was no longer possible.

Allen sighed with regret, "I truly apologize, I didn't think it was you."

"It's not surprising that you didn't recognize me with so many women you have," she said, her voice was expressionless but pleasant, however, Allen felt a slight tone of annoyance, although strangely she seemed more annoyed that Allen confused her with other women and not for entering the shower with her inside.

Allen didn't leave the shower immediately or look away from her. Allen knew the damage was done and convinced himself that as long as she didn't summon Excalibur, he could try to get closer to her.

She didn't seem particularly upset or embarrassed; instead, she looked at Allen with curiosity. She was truly beautiful.

She also looked at him in an unexpectedly intimate but confusing scene. Allen wasn't an expert on women, but he trusted that he was capable of understanding most of them, or rather, he had a talent for figuring out people's desires.

However, with Artoria, there was an inconsistency; this Artoria was an alternate future where she never died because Bedivier never returned the sword to the lake, condemning her to wander, unable to die.

This means that Artoria never experienced the events of the Holy Grail Wars.

She went from a miserable life as a Knight King to a miserable life as an immortal, until she became the Ideal King, it was a tragedy.

In the end, she ended up in a crumbling castle, never losing her nobility, dignity, and ideals. She finished her story without losing but she had won, right? did her life mean anything?

Allen hoped to sense the King's emotions, regret, hatred, anger, arrogance, or some kind of dissatisfaction but there was nothing like that. It was very strange because she, for some reason, appreciated him. Which didn't make sense in Allen's mind.

The silence remained; Allen felt he should leave because it was very rude to be here, however, as he was leaving, she reached out and touched his cheek, making him look into her beautiful green eyes. Allen opened his eyes in a state of shock because he saw something unreal happen; the precious woman smiled slightly in an expression that stole Allen's soul.

"I don't think you're interested in an old woman like me, right?~," she said, then she brought her lips close and kissed Allen.

Allen's mind couldn't process what was happening, but somehow, he immersed himself in the sweet and soft lips, he hugged her, and they both kissed, then they separated a bit and kissed each other again and again in a combination of slow and long kisses, warm and provocative kisses, kind and passionate without turning into something more intense because their tongues didn't intervene too much.

She clung to him, and Allen did the same, both separated with difficulty, however, Allen felt something inside himself apart from desire, excitement, infatuation, or any other emotion; it was nostalgia.

This left Allen confused because he was going to feel nostalgia for a woman he met a short time ago.

"Who are you?" Allen asked with an almost frightened look, that feeling of forgetting something very important caused him anxiety, he couldn't help it and he is usually someone who controls his emotions well.

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