The Hub of Pleasure

The last minute passed by relatively quickly leaving Parc scrambling to get back to honests corpse and the crumbled remains of his teigu, the only things even so as remotely salvageable being the three golden orbs that had clattered to the ground stuck in the top of the pile of metal remnants and dust.

Quickly pocketing them, Parc also checked his belt where his dagger was sheathed, sighing when it was indeed there. He'd already lost nine of the things, losing the tenth just wasn't an option anymore.

When finally the timer in the upper corner of his vision disappeared Parc felt an inexplicable shiver tingle down his spine. A familiar sensation to him as it was identical to the one he'd felt just moments before he found himself confusedly looking around a snow ridden forest he'd magically appeared within.

The world faded away, colours desaturating to greys with the only hint of any colour being Parc's body himself. As he lifted his hands up to see the shade of pale he was a screen shimmered into existence before him.

[All Objectives Complete]

[Main objective]

--[Conquer: Esdeath] [Conquer: Najenda]

[Secondary objectives]

--[Concubines: 1/10] [Kill: Honest] [Kill: The Emperor]

[Hidden Objective]

--[Consort 1/1]

[Rewards]

--[Blood of the Conqueror] [Pleasure Hub Access: Initiate]

--[1000 CD]

--[Bone of Icarus]

[Rewards will now Granted]

[Rewards Successfully Granted]

[Host will now be moved to the Pleasure Hub: Access: Initiate]

In just as much time it took for him to blink a few times the last of the greys of the world faded into a single dull black. But the colour shifting didn't just end there, like when he had first been sent to that forest all those months back it had done something similar. Fade to black, but colour would soon overtake the darkness, rising up like sprouting trees until hues of reds, blues and all the colours in-between spun and conglomerated, forming into a large open square with Parc stood alone at the centre atop a large red stone flooring.

The square itself was large and filled to the brim with dozens upon hundreds of people chatting with one another. Many even being followed around by men and women of all different sizes in various states of undress. Some were even doing some strange things like a particularly young girl riding around on the back of a man dressed in a gimps attire with a bit gag stuffed in his muzzle being tugged at by reigns the girl was holding screaming out 'Mush my stead! Mush!'

But oddly enough, Parc couldn't see very many particularly interesting concubines following behind their masters. Most looked relatively normal, with black or brown hair and regular body sizes. Nothing compared to his girls though the closest to be compared to them was Akame, Kurome, Maya, and Eris, who all held modest proportions and the same black and brown hair as the rest.

"Oy! Initiate, get on down here," Parc had his vision drawn away from his curious inspecting, pulled towards a man stood not far outside of the ring down a short set of stairs dressed in regal clothes of whites and blacks.

He was an older man, looking to be around his fifties or sixties judging by his stark white and grey hair and beard.

"Come on! I ain't got the time to be dealing with your curiosity. I've got my retirement scheduled for a few hours from now and I really need to get explaining."

Parc simply blinked a few times but still wandered down the steps towards the man he quickly found stood to about his shoulders.

"Sorry, first time here."

"Yeah no shit." The man nodded his head to the left, "come on, I'll give you the walk around quickly and show you the basics. Of the Hub." He began to walk away.

"Uh, right okay. Can I at least get your name?" Parc questioned following behind the man.

"David G. Goliath, that's all you need to know about me. Now first," he lifted his hand up and pointed to the ring Parc had stepped out of, keeping his stride long as he explained, "that's the portal hub, you want to go back home, to your terrarium or to your next world you go up there and say which you wanna go to. You can leave your homeworld and terrarium whenever you like but once you start up a new world your stuck there till you finish it up.

"Next," he pointed to a large building with a large neon sign above it with 'Auction' written on it. "That there's the auction house, you got something interesting to sell you can go there put it on auction, trade, or sell it. Also works for any concs you don't like or are bored of but doing that earns you a nice 40% tax of the total amount. I don't personally recommend it, its not particularly looked well on by the higher ranks but you Initiats may be needing the extra points to set yourself up." David continued speak as he lead Parc around not hiving him any moment to even speak or ask question.

"Over there's the general store, you can convert some otherworld money into points there or use it to buy mundane crap like food or basic weapons and armour. My recommendation, get those red and white balls, work great for getting a little extra firepower on your side if you find something strong enough."

'Red and white balls that capture stuff…' Parc smirked and snorted at the concept, 'why am I surprised there are pokeballs here.'

"That there's the brothel, you can set your concs up there and they'll be sent to the brothels in the other hubs and will earn you a decent bit of points every week. Also frowned upon in the higher ranks but even they send a few dozen of their filler concs to get them their rent."

'Yeah, no, not doing that,' Parc thought already knowing he would never be able to live with himself if he turned his girls into sex slaves, ignoring Kurome who was more than happy to be his slave.

"Then theres the courthouse, you'll be going there a lot in the future. They hold the wheel to your next world and also hand out challenges if your so inclined. My recommendation grab at least one. Rewards vary but more often than not its something good or just a doubling for the amount of points you get after finishing quests. Some of the better rewards can be bringing an entire kingdom to your terrarium or one-time tickets that let you return back here for a bit."

Still he went on an lifted his hand to point at what looked to be a wooden cabin with a hanging sign over the door.

"That's the tavern, it's bigger on the inside. You can get a room for a few days for cheap there if you don't feel like heading home or to your terrarium. If your hungry you can go get a bite there, Chef Souma can make you anything you like.

"What else, what else," David suddenly paused and began to stroke his beard, head swivelling around to see if there was anything else missing. His gaze ending up lingering on a large music amphitheatre far in the distance, "oh, yes, that over there, that's the place the idiots go when they think they're smart enough to one up the system. Little tip, don't try to outsmart the system. You won't get very far before the crazy bitches go on-" just then the lights around the square and house shot to red and loud, thumping music began to drill at Parc's ears, "ah, would you look at that. Someone's done fucked up. Kid let's get back a bit," David calmly turned away from the portal, Parc following behind only for them both to turn and face the portal hub that was shimmering in hundreds of different colours.

When the shimmering came to a halt, hundreds of men and woman clad in heavy armour designed like those of a crusader appeared, the woman wearing more skimpy variations along with various priests and priestess.

He couldn't quite make out what they were screaming but when they start charging down from the platform towards the other Initiates, he knew what they were attempting.

Seeing one aiming directly for him, Parc moved a hand to his dagger but was stopped when David held a hand up in silence and curled his pink and thumb in leaving three fingers extended of which the index fell, followed by the middle then the ring.

The moment his last finger fell the red hue of the world grew even darker and from the sky many silhouettes came crashing down, landing on the earth with surprising nimble ness. Barely giving Parc the time to take in their form before the one who landed before him shot towards the crusader charging him and David, easily dodging under the mans blade with a strange moaning sound before its hand shot out impaling the man through the stomach and tearing out his intestines, leaving the man dead to rights. The silhouette soon racing towards another, a priestess and tackled her to the ground, holding the priestess's arms above her head as the now still form revealed itself to Parc.

It was a woman, no, more like 'they' were women, all the same form and shape. Wide hips, big, plump breasts with hair that ran down to just below their hips. Of which colour he couldn't tell from the lighting as it turned them a shade of purple.

But what really drew Parc's attention—apart from the fact they were tearing apart people like they were nothing—was their attire, all of them had tattoos running across their inner thighs and belly that formed into a heart like shape. But most glaringly was the fact that not a single one wore clothes. Or, at least not normal clothes. It was faint but he could see contrasting with their red hued skin was bright pink strings running around their hips and to their crotches where a tear drop gemstone was hanging.

The strings would circle around their bodies before connecting with glowing ring piercing in their nipples that themselves had strings connecting to collars around their necks. They looked familiar to Parc though he couldn't quite remember from where. It was on the tip of his tongue.

It was a gruesome sight, but not one he hadn't seen before. To his side David seemed to be flinching every now and then but remained calm either way. "What are they?" Parc asked.

"Police, defenders, lawmakers, crazy nymphomaniacs, take your pick. Otherwise they're called the MeMe's," that jolted Parc awake as he recalled a short music video using a similar name and its strange, strange contents. "Don't piss them off." As if to accentuate that the MeMe that had been straddling the priested jabbed her fingers to the knuckles in the woman's head and unceremoniously tore it off.

"I mean it. Don't piss them off."

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Not back to releasing yet, still filling up the patreon ahead chapters but I've got a few questions for you all so hey, you get this.

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I asked this in the past, but Nora, what do you all want me to do with her again? Keep her with Ren? or have her join the crew? I'm personally on the keep her with Ren side of things.

Also, I've got a bunch of possible worlds collected and was wondering what all of you would be interested in seeing in the future. I've got them in a poll, none of these are really confirmed, so check them out, vote which is your favourite, yadda, yadda, you know what to do. You can toss some other suggestions on here or on discord if theres something else you'd like to see in the future.

https://poll.ly/#/2MJa4lNB

(PS. it's in the comments, so copy the link from there.)

Info about the Poll,

[*] means its a series I'd absolutley like to do.

[?] means I'm unsure.

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Third and last question,

Do you want to see more plot, like actual story plot? It'd definitely bump up chapter counts for the worlds, (not all of them, but there are worlds where I have ideas for stories I could do.) 'Cultural Research' will still be prevalent but with more actual plot between chapters. Right now I'm not really seeing the RWBY world having anything less than say 200 chapters to it, probably more with the amount of ladies in it. But yeah, not making any confirmations right now.