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Tainted Vengeance: World Eaters

Heroes were summoned, wars ended, and the world was saved. Except, it wasn't. The heroes turned traitors and started conquering the world instead. They conquered, destroyed, and ravaged for fun. Meanwhile, a remote village got wiped overnight, with only one survivor. Now surviving the tragedy of his village, Flint, pledges to seek vengeance against whoever dared to unalive all his precious family. * ** *** Ps. MC does eventually get a system but only later on. Pps. There's actual romance in this and MC's only interested in one girl

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Hysterical laughter

The world wasn't fair.

It never was.

Life for some, meant death for others.

The world truly-

Was not fair-

"Sigh- not good enough-" She threw the naked man on the floor-

There were four others on the floor-

Soft thud-

Two men- two women-

And now five in total.

All naked- all spent.

Locked doors, little to no light-

A hefty perfume- and the scent of spent love and fluids.

The scent of fun.

With a sigh-

The woman lit up a cig and crossed her legs sitting on the bed.

Breasts plum, nether leaking.

Yet-

Not from her juices, no.

Knock- knock-

"Albert? Come in." Her voice- sweet.

"Excuse me-"

A man came in.

Tall-

Muscular-

And definitely rugged.

He sniffed the air- looked down- and then at the woman- not flinching even once. "We're leaving."

A scar covering half of his face-

What he got it from?

No one knew.

"Already?" She whined a bit. Her hair danced a bit as she moved about-

As did her chest-

"Yes, and haven't you had enough fun?"

"Not really…" She said, giving herself a tease with a finger; spreading her legs- full on display. "Care to join me?" A wink followed by a sweet whisper-

The horrible scent in the air disappeared- replaced by a sweet- sweet smell.

The smell of delight.

And the smell of love-

"No thanks." Yet- Albert just- turned around. "Marcus and I are waiting in the lounge." Exposing those two massive axes on his back.

And-

Left.

"Too bad-" The woman licked her lips.

Getting up- putting on underwear- and then clothes.

Shower wasn't necessary- she loved her smell anyway.

She walked out of room, and made sure to walk on top of the naked spent people while she did so-

Not a single groan came out; moans did though- they were in bliss-

"Later sweeties-"

***

The lounge.

The lounge of the fallen kingdom- Borshall.

Even just a month ago this country was so prosperous-

So bountiful.

And now-

The capital devastated- hundreds of cities destroyed- thousand of villages plundered… a country of ruin.

People dying, monsters ravaging- death and disaster everywhere.

Yet, no one opposed the Overlords- at least not anymore.

After all- all who did- were no longer in this world.

And though it was a large room. There were two people here- and three foot-tables. Living foot-tables… the former royalty.

"Sorry I'm a bit late-" A woman walked in-

Golden locks, fair skin, perfect figure-

Beautiful- in her own words.

"Now that we're all here-" The team leader- spoke up. Black leather shirt- leather pants and sunglasses- even indoors. "Monica, take a seat."

"Sure- sure." She chuckled, taking a seat- and spreading her long plump legs- a short miniskirt. Stuff was definitely visible and perhaps that was intentional. "And Marc- It's VerMonica." She insisted, giving the girl under her feet a little rubbing- exactly on her groin- her bare groin…

The girl held the sound in-

Marcus, the team leader, rolled his eyes- "There's not much else to do here. So, I was her thinking we'd head over to Cerbric and kill some sea dragons."

"I don't really like getting wet-" Monica shrugged. "At least not from water, if you know what I mean…" A grin. "I don't mind going there but I'd be just staying indoors the whole time."

Meanwhile the third man- Albert didn't bother saying anything.

"I heard there are quite a few merfolk in that sea as well." Marcus explained.

"Oh?" Her interest sparked. "Then there's mermaids and mermen and-"

"And Sirens, yes-" Marcus grinned. "We should be able to level up by killing the dragons too. So, win-win."

"But don't they consider the dragons sacred and worship them?" Albert said- finally speaking up.

"Cerbric has already surrendered- so it shouldn't be an issue-" Marcus smiled. "Besides, who cares about some overgrown sea lizards anyway."

So, the decision was made.

"I'll open a portal then?" Monica said- but didn't wait for confirmation and started chanting anyway.

"Then my lord-" A meek voice came from the bottom of Marcus's feet. "I've done everything you asked me to… Would you at least spare us?"

The three royals-

Or rather former royals-

Stripped of their clothes- stripped of their status- and their pride-

Made to be just foot tables-

Ordinary foot tables-

He, the former king, had been quiet this whole time.

And there was a reason for that.

But-

"OF course-" Marcus smiled. waving his hand once-

And though the former king, queen, and princess smiled-

Their heads slowly slid off and dropped on the floor along with those horrified smiles.

blood slowly poured out- staining the ever-glistening marble floor red...

A bloodline of thirteen kings-

The bloodline of the chosen kings-

"Evil-" Monica giggled, opening a door sized portal.

"Not really-" Marcus again shrugged. "He was just getting on my nerves; besides, in what world do foot tables talk?"

Laughter-

Hysterical laugher.

"Alright then, shall we?" Monica said.

"Yes-" Marcus said, licking his lips.

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