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One Last Merchant

Magic is not real. Monster that defy logics should not exist. Yet, I cannot refute what is before my very eyes. What my mangled body has told me through painful experiences. What my dying mind has comprehended with my last willpower. The world that I have once lived in changed abruptly one day, and the new era dawned for the human race. It is done by the hands of those who are known as Rulers. They call it mercy, but I know it is a game to them. If they truly wish to help the human race, then there surely a better way than sacrificing billions to uplift the selected few. The Zoning Events was set in stone, and the dimensional barrier collapses, allowing the monsters that we could never hope to defeat with our current technology to enter our universe. Allowing horrifying worlds and landscapes to merge with our own. And through blood, sweat, and fear, we understand that our science cannot truly surpass the natural law of the universe. Only through magic, the human race might survive. Only through magic, a better future can be reached. Everything has its price, and no price is too great for the second chance. This is the story of the last Merchant. One Last Merchant. *** Disclaimer: This story contains graphical sex scenes and depictions of torture! Please enjoy! Tags: Action, Adventure, Drama, Fantasy, Historical, Horror, Psychological, Romance, Tragedy, Supernatural, Male-Protagonist, Sexual Content, R-18. And a bunch other. *** Story List: story.erosire.com Support me: patron.erosire.com Contact me: discord.gg/ffazvKp

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Prologue

"You…! How dare you!? You are just a Merchant!"

I stare silently at the being who was once heralded as a God. No. Perhaps, it was even more powerful than the Gods themselves, for I have met Gods and ended plenty. What does that make me? Certainly not a God. I am… simply human.

"Everything has its price," I state. "Even your death has its price."

My eyes glow eerily, and my aura swirls menacingly. This is what I have achieved at the expense of all that I have loved. I wonder whether it is worth it. What do I have in the end after they are all dead? It certainly does not bring me any joy.

"Wait! Wait!"

There is certainly fear within its eyes. The same kind of fears that my eyes have long forgotten.

"I never imagine myself saying this, but I do not wish to bargain," I state flatly and activate my power, the only power that can truly kill a being beyond comprehension.

It screams fill the void, and within the next moment, it ceases to exist, in all of time and space. Yet, in spite of that, I feel so empty and hollow. More so than before since my only goal for existing no longer exist.

"Wealth of Knowledge," I activate one of my greatest powers. It allows me to know things that I would not have known otherwise. "Tell me. Is there a way to truly have what I desire most?"

I learn there is a way. A slim chance.

"Power of Money," I activate another one of my greatest powers. The powers that belong to my class, the Merchant. It is a unique class. "I will trade all that I have for his time. The Aspect of Time."

My wealth. My status. My possession. All vanishes. The only thing remains is me, and the knowledge that I have gained.

And in return, a person is summoned. He looks as human as I am, but there is great power dwelling in him, for he is an Aspect.

"You are not the first to do so, and you certainly will not be the last. I do have the power to grant you what you desire the most, but in exchange, I require your assistance in the near future," the Aspect of Time tells me before flickering out of existence once more, leaving behind an hourglass.

All that I have fought and earned only worth a fraction of his time, and in return, he would give me all of my time back.

I reach out and touch the hourglass, and the dimensional void fades away. I close my eyes for the first time in so long.

And I am able to hear. Hear a voice that I have not heard in so long.

"Hey Zan! Zan! Are you in there? Dude. If you die, can I have your PlayStation?"

My eyes slowly open, taking in the bright light of the infirmary. And despite my painful bruises, I laugh loudly and then grab hold of my best friend. He is real, and I have returned to the past.

"Woah. Woah! Not here. I'm not ready!"

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