Chapter 1: The Tree of Life

The Tree of Life, Sunir, stands like an ancient divine tree, its massive trunk as towering as a mountain supporting a lush canopy like a sea of forest in the sky. Its flourishing green leaves and sprawling branches stretch like a dense forest emerging from a sea of clouds, appearing both sacred and magnificent.

Compared to this mythic giant tree, the jungle beneath its vast shadow appears lowly and dimly green, resembling grass at the foot of the great tree.

In this woodland stands a slender youth, his bare skin white as snow. His golden hair waves gently in the wind, revealing slightly pointed, delicate ears. On his slender back is a crude bow and arrow. One hand rests on a nearby trunk, while his long legs brace against branches of varying heights.

He gazes upward at the majestic canopy and the trunk that occupies half of his view—this is the Tree of Life, Sunir.

It has been more than ten days since his arrival, yet Daoista's feelings remain incredibly complex. Atop the Tree of Life is an Elven City-State like those in fantasy novels, and his current identity is just that of a "forsaken Half-Elf," abandoned by the Elves to spend his days with Venomous Insects and Beasts.

In this world, Half-Elves are not only born from humans and Elves but also from Elves with Orcs, Goblins, and Giants, among other races.

Yu Mikami, a Half-Elf youth, is one such being. He was born to a Female Elf rescued from a human slave master's estate. After a ten-year pregnancy, he was abandoned in the forest beneath the Tree of Life to survive on his own. Several Half-Elves have faced similar fates, and young Yu Mikami was raised by other Half-Elves.

Yu Mikami often gazed at the glowing canopy of the Tree of Life with both resentment and longing. Now, Daoista has inherited everything from Yu Mikami, including his emotions. Influenced by these complex feelings, he often finds himself gazing at the Tree of Life while hunting.

"But what can I do for you? I can't even escape this Elven hunting ground."

In this world, Elves aren't the peaceful race that legends claim, living only on dew and wild fruit. The boundless forest beneath the Tree of Life is an Elven hunting ground, where numerous strong or weak creatures are prey for the Elves.

These Elven warriors are robust, muscular, and incredibly powerful. Yu Mikami once witnessed Elven warriors hunting, their nimble bodies leaping naked between branches like Tarzan. The sound of their bows was like thunder, their arrows like shooting stars.

They are relentless killing machines, shockingly efficient, effortlessly hunting not just Beasts like tigers and boars but even magical creatures at the top of the food chain.

In Yu Mikami's memory, one muscular Elf noticed him and casually aimed his bow at him, giving a cold, disdainful look—a memory that causes his skin to crawl and cold sweat to pour.

"Can they truly be called Elves? Shouldn't they be named pointy-eared Orcs?"

The image of those hulking Elf warriors flashed through Yu Mikami's mind. He grimly smiled and murmured to himself, "Ironically, we 'mongrels' resemble the Elves from Earth's screens..."

Despite being trapped in this Elven hunting ground and living day-to-day, life goes on. Yu Mikami turned, shouldering a small boar he had placed on a branch, and began to nimbly return to the settlement.

He quickly returned to the Half-Elf settlement nestled among the trees. It was small and disordered, but the greenery was well-maintained. There was no dirt ground; instead, the entire settlement was covered with an inch-high carpet of vibrant grass, magically cultivated.

Half-Elves, like true Elves, rely almost entirely on their magical prowess for creation and living.

It is said that Elves were created by the God of Creation from the green leaves of the divine tree. This bestowed them with extraordinary powers and incredible magical talents. However, they are not without flaws; Elves are inherently unable to use copper, iron, and other metal tools, and they cannot adapt to human clothing and armor.

In ancient times, this was not a weakness. Everyone lived primitively, using stone tools. Elves, with their strong physiques, innate magic, and long lifespans, thrived. While humans had an average lifespan of less than thirty years, Elves could live up to 1,500 years. With such racial differences, it was natural that the more powerful and advanced Elves dominated the world.

However, those glorious histories are ancient tales. Today, humans are the world's most powerful force. Regardless of physical strength and magical prowess, they are no match for the sheer number of humans wielding sharp weapons. Moreover, humans learned magic from the Elves, and after thousands of years, the once-great Elven descendants now live in secluded corners.

Even without advanced tools, Elves developed peak-level magic for creation and living, allowing them to maintain their civilization and lifestyle. 

However, this is a critical issue for Half-Elves like Yu Mikami. They inherit the Elves' weaknesses of being unable to use metal tools and wear human clothing, yet do not possess the Elves' exceptional magic.

As a result, the Half-Elf settlement lacks metal tools; everything relies on magic. However, due to their poor magical skills, the settlement's productivity is extremely low. Fences created with weak magic are twisted and crooked, homes grown from wood and vine are bizarrely shaped and drafty, barely serving as shelters rather than proper homes.

Yu Mikami feels that true primitive living might not be much different. The only consolation is that the Half-Elves are all very attractive. For example, Yu Mikami himself has slender, pale limbs. Though his chest is flat, it is smooth and fair. Most distressing to Daoista's consciousness is that the two points on his chest are actually pink!

And that's not all—his most important male part is also pale and tender, with a head so pink it's almost translucent! Where's my former life's large, dark... ahem!

Initially, Daoista found this difficult to accept, but in such a primitive settlement, no one can afford to do nothing and be idle. Regardless of how hard life is, it continues. Over time, the former Daoista, now Yu Mikami, has grown accustomed to this body and to being naked while hunting in the forest.

Humans' adaptability is truly astonishing, Yu Mikami couldn't help but think.

At that moment, people in the settlement noticed Yu Mikami's return, waving and greeting him enthusiastically. A naked Orc Half-Elf uncle approached, cheerfully wrapping an arm around Yu Mikami and saying, "Well done, Yu Mikami! Tonight, you can taste my cooking."

Seeing his smiling companions welcome him, Yu Mikami also smiled. Even if I can't escape this cage, I still have a group of lovely friends, don't I? Life like this isn't so bad...

As the hunters returned to the settlement with their game, a grand barbecue feast was about to begin. The female Half-Elves, graceful and unclothed, brought out leaves filled with berries, nuts, and wild fruits, everything so joyful and orderly.

Around the bonfire, a diverse group of mixed-race Half-Elves gathered. There were robust Orc Half-Elves, human Half-Elves who most resembled the Elves in Daoista's mind, tiny Goblin Half-Elves, and even Fox Half-Elves with animal ears. Despite their different appearances, they shared one commonality.

They were all orphans abandoned in the hunting grounds by the Elves. Their fathers might have been killed by Elves, and their mothers abandoned them. For them, each other was the closest family, relying on one another in this precarious Elven hunting ground.

Though it had only been a month since becoming Yu Mikami, Daoista felt their care and affection. He resolved not to let these wonderful people worry, aiming to truly become Half-Elf Yu Mikami for them and himself.

Suddenly, a pair of soft and plump, yet firm and rounded flesh balls pressed against Yu Mikami's bare back. Before Yu Mikami could react to what this was, a fragrant scent wafted in, and a cascade of golden hair, shining with a soft glow in the firelight, fell down from Yu Mikami's shoulders. The gentle breathing, as sweet as orchids, was also clearly audible.

"Little Yu Mikami, why have you been avoiding me for this past month? Do you become shy after coming of age, hmm?"

Yu Mikami's pale bare back suddenly tensed up, and as he slightly turned his head, he indeed saw a small, delicate, and pale face, with eyes like transparent blue sapphires gazing at him with a smile. Yu Mikami's entire body stiffened, and in the primitive village, everything was fine except for the extremely complicated relationships between men and women.

To put it simply, there is no concept of marriage, and men and women can engage in intimate relationships as long as they are mutually attracted, reverting to a platonic partnership by day. This is entirely consistent with the circumstances of primitive times. However, for a Daoist who has grown up in modern society, this is utterly shocking.

The current Half-Elf girl is named Lanya, thirteen years older than Yu Mikami, which makes her fifty-three this year. She has taken care of Yu Mikami since he was young, and they share a close childhood friendship.

Naturally, Yu Mikami and Lanya have the closest relationship, and they have gradually developed into something akin to partners. The two were practically inseparable and even shared the same vine house at night.

However, despite this closeness, they are not true partners. This is because while Lanya maintains a relationship with Yu Mikami, she also doesn't mind engaging in intimate interactions with other male Half-Elves in the settlement.

Although Daoista fully inherited Yu Mikami's emotions and memories, he found it difficult to accept initially. Due to the settlement's primitive customs, he couldn't criticize Lanya or prevent her from being intimate with others.

Under a feeling of frustration and helplessness, Yu Mikami had basically been avoiding Lanya for the past month. Seeing Yu Mikami's body tense, Lanya was undeterred and instead extended her small tongue to lightly flick Yu Mikami's ear like a dragonfly skimming the water. Faced with this kind of flirtation, Yu Mikami blushed but turned away, burying his head in the boar meat in his hands.

Although a month has passed, Yu Mikami still felt a bit awkward and unaccustomed to such intimacy. After Lanya licked Yu Mikami's ear, she sat down beside him, her hand reaching down towards Yu Mikami's crotch. Yu Mikami's body trembled, and his half-erect penis was already grasped in Lanya's palm.

"Does it feel good like this, Yu Mikami?"

Before Yu Mikami could respond, Lanya had already begun to move her hand. The thin foreskin was pulled back from the entire red glans by her hand, and then pushed back up by her jade-like hand, causing the white foreskin to swallow the glans whole once again.

After repeating this motion several times, Yu Mikami couldn't help but stop moving, his neck muscles tensed, and his glans felt a numb, tingling sensation, as if he had been electrocuted. A thin layer of clear liquid seeped out of the pale pink urethral opening.

Meanwhile, Lanya's white hand continued to move without stopping, and soon a faint rustling sound could be heard. Looking around at the Half-Elves, who were casting flirtatious glances, Yu Mikami couldn't bear to lift his head. After all, people in modern times couldn't experience the feeling of being surrounded by family members while masturbating.

However, before long, Yu Mikami's face turned bright red, and he finally found relief. It wasn't that Lanya had let him off the hook, but rather that the intense stimulation had caused Yu Mikami to tremble and ejaculate. A small amount of white semen flowed out of the pink urethral opening, and due to the small amount, only a few drops landed on the back of Lanya's white hand.

Similarly, the white, semen-filled penis quickly shrunk, and soon returned to its original flaccid state, slipping out of Lanya's hand. Lanya wasn't surprised or disappointed, as the two had been intimate for over a decade, and she was well aware of Yu Mikami's sexual abilities.

After licking the few drops of white semen off the back of her hand with her pink tongue, Lanya smacked her lips, savoring the taste of Yu Mikami's semen. She then lifted her golden hair with her fingers, preparing to continue teasing the flaccid penis, not wanting to waste the remaining semen.

Just then, a large, rough hand reached out from under Lanya's armpit, but instead of roughly grasping her full breasts, it precisely pinched the tip of her nipple.

The pink areola, which had turned pink after teasing Yu Mikami, was now a deep pink color, and the small nipple was erect, like a small cherry.

Before Yu Mikami could get a good look, the nipple was pinched by two thick fingers, and then pulled forward. The full breast seemed to be filled with a soft, elastic liquid, which changed shape as soon as it was pulled, becoming pointed and erect. The fingers seemed to be conducting the soft, white breast, moving it up and down.

"Hmm..."

Lanya let out a soft hum, but didn't show any signs of resistance. The owner of the large hand, however, released the straightened cherry nipple, and the elastic breast suddenly swayed, creating a wave of white flesh. Before Lanya could let out another cry, the large hand wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into an embrace.

Yu Mikami looked closely and saw that it was indeed Rishell uncle uncle, the Orc Half-Elf, sitting beside him. Lanya's small buttocks were pulled onto Rishell uncle uncle's thick, hairy legs, and Yu Mikami recalled that Rishell uncle uncle was the only Orc Half-Elf in the settlement with chest hair and leg hair.

Rishell uncle uncle's robust arm lifted Lanya's long, beautiful legs, positioning her as if she were a baby being changed. Lanya's legs were now spread wide, revealing the beauty between them. A delicate, white, and tender flesh, usually closed, was now slightly ajar due to the position.

Under the flickering light of the fire, the slightly open, plump flesh was a deep red, and the inner folds of the honeycomb were already glistening with moisture. Rishell uncle uncle burst into laughter, saying, "Hahaha... Lanya, you're so busy being intimate with Yu Mikami that you forgot about me!"

Lanya's face turned bright red, and her hands had already grasped the large, thick rod that was pressed against her buttocks. As soon as the rod was released, it sprang open, as if it had a mind of its own, and slapped against Lanya's hands.

The rod struck the honeycomb lips between Lanya's legs, producing a wet, sticky sound. The two plump, tender lips, already half-open, finally gave up their defensive position, revealing the delicate entrance and allowing the hot, curved rod to rub against the wet flesh.

Rishell uncle uncle took advantage of the situation, using his large hands to shake Lanya's white buttocks back and forth, causing the hard rod and the wet honeycomb to grind against each other. Before long, the rod and the honeycomb began to reflect a shiny, watery glow in the firelight.

At the same time, Lanya's face turned red, and she let out a soft, seductive moan. This seemed to stimulate Rishell uncle uncle's senses, and he leaned in, covering Lanya's moaning lips with his own, which were covered in a thick beard.

The four lips were pressed tightly together, rubbing against each other in a passionate, lingering kiss. Yu Mikami couldn't see clearly, but from the intense, murmuring sounds, he could tell that Lanya and Rishell uncle uncle were engaged in a fierce, deep kiss. He stared blankly at the two, although he had known about their relationship, this was the first time he had seen it.

Unbeknownst to him, his previously flaccid rod began to rise, and the pink head became engorged, breaking free from the thin, delicate foreskin. It trembled, exposed to the air, and Yu Mikami's hand instinctively grasped the white rod, stroking it gently.

"Ah!"

Lanya suddenly opened Rishelluncle's lips, letting out a comfortable and tender moan. Looking down, it was no surprise that the large rod had already entered, directly inserting more than half of itself with the abundant lubrication.

The full and white outer lips were even more delicate and swollen due to the compression of the rod, and the small vaginal opening was directly stretched into a pink and tight flesh ring.

"Ah! Ah..."

As Lanya let out tender moans, Rishelluncle began to slowly move in and out. The large rod, wrapped in thick and sticky fluids, was ravaging the wet and delicate vaginal flesh, and the sound of the fluids was like a clear echo in Yu Mikami's ears, stirring his heart.

At the same time, a strange and thrilling sensation rose from the bottom of Yu Mikami's heart, and his gaze was involuntarily fixed on the place where the two were joined. Lanya's snow-white buttocks were sitting on Rishelluncle's thighs and lower abdomen.

Due to this posture, Rishelluncle's rod could not be fully inserted, and it could only enter about two-thirds of the way, which was at least 15 centimeters long. Every time it moved in and out, it brought out a large amount of white and sticky fluids from the slit-like vaginal opening.

Lanya's tender moans were endless, and the originally transparent fluids gradually became white and foamy due to the rapid friction between the two bodies. Rishelluncle's every swift movement brought out a large amount of fluids, flowing down the scrotum and even wetting the curly and dense pubic hair.

Looking at Lanya's originally full and delicate labia, which had become red and swollen due to congestion, and were being manipulated to the left and right like flower petals, the inner pink and delicate flesh folds were filled with a thin and white liquid.

Even every time the rod was inserted and withdrawn, it pulled out several silver threads, looking extremely lustful. However, it was inexplicable that he couldn't move his eyes away, as if he was enchanted, staring tightly at the place where the two were joined.

His heart was filled with conflicting emotions, including envy, bitterness, and an unexplainable and strange pleasure, as if the pain was accompanied by a sense of comfort, making him unable to look away.

Yu Mikami's hands had been moving involuntarily, stroking the white flesh rod, the small glans more sensitive than when Lanya had stroked it earlier. A series of electric-like sensations radiated from the glans, causing Yu Mikami's pale toes to curl and twist.

Having just ejaculated in Lanya's hands, Yu Mikami was able to last a bit longer this time, but as the pleasure intensified, he couldn't hold on for much longer. The white, veinless flesh rod trembled and released a small amount of pure white semen, causing Yu Mikami's entire body to go limp.

In contrast, Lanya and Rishelluncle were still passionately entwined, their movements creating a wet, muffled sound, accompanied by Lanya's seductive moans and Rishelluncle's heavy breathing, weaving a melody of desire.

However, after his second ejaculation, the strange pleasure in Yu Mikami's heart finally began to subside, and he noticed that the others around him had begun to mate.

The petite Goblin Half-Elf, Remir, had a physique similar to that of a human girl, around seven or eight years old, with a completely flat body, a slightly protruding belly, and a genuinely childish figure.

Despite this, Remir was currently being held by someone who grasped her slender ankles, spreading her delicate short legs wide apart. Her plump little feet, with five small toes, were stretched out like an open flower.

Her tender vulva was being forced to accommodate a light brown penis, which, although not as large as that of Rishelluncle, who had Orc blood, was likely to reach her cervix every time for the petite Remir.

As a Half-Elf with beast ears, Remir supported herself on all fours, her slender waist sinking down, her plump buttocks raised high to endure the manipulation from behind. Her large breasts, under the influence of gravity, formed a snow-white, full, and rounded mass that swayed constantly, with her pink nipples occasionally visible, exuding a charming and alluring aura.

Yu Mikami swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his attention returned to Lanya, only to see that the two had changed positions, and Lanya was now sitting face-to-face in Rishelluncle's lap.

A pair of delicate, jade-like arms were wrapped around Rishelluncle's neck, and their lips were tightly pressed together, exchanging deep kisses as they twisted and turned. From time to time, their bright red tongues could be seen entwining and writhing at the corners of their mouths. Even when they took a breath, their tongues would momentarily part and then reunite in mid-air, leaving behind a trail of saliva and a faint humming sound.

Lanya's breasts were full and upright, rivaling those of the half-elf, Vinnie. Although the lower edges of her breasts were full and pressed against her chest bone, the tips of her nipples remained proudly erect. The overall shape of her breasts was a perfect, tapered teardrop, with the nipple forming the apex. Her breasts were a breathtaking sight to behold.

However, at this moment, those full, teardrop-shaped breasts were being flattened against Rishelluncle's hairy chest, and the nipples were rubbing against his chest as Lanya's slender waist twisted and turned.

Looking down, Lanya's pert, snowy buttocks were rising and falling as she actively enveloped Rishelluncle's penis. As her buttocks lifted, Yu Mikami could clearly see the white, glistening semen on the penis, and not only were Rishelluncle's large testicles smeared with a fine, white lubricant, but there was also a wet stain on the ground.

Yu Mikami's attention was once again drawn to Lanya, who was now sitting face-to-face in Rishelluncle's lap, her arms wrapped around his neck, and her lips pressed tightly against his.