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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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207 Chs

Different Kind of Juicy

The juicy swags are most likely located within the storages and vaults downstairs. Even so, I decide to spend a little bit of time going through the tills in the lobby with all the intention of stealing.

I am not going to say no to free money, as paper currency still has some value even inside the Zone.

Not so much to the System, sadly, and I suppose that is fine since I can always buy valuable things with paper money and then sell those valuable things to the Shop System for some GPs.

It is just an extra step. A rather annoying extra step in my opinion, and I rather have my slaves to do it for me. I mean my employees.

Someone already had the same idea as me, as the tills are all emptied. All the ones that I have checked anyway, and I am not going to waste more time checking the rest in the lobby, as they are mostly small gain.

I did notice, however, that the tills were opened with a key rather than smashed open or shot to death despite there are bullet holes, metal slugs, and used shells littered all over the place. There are traces of bloods, both green and red, as well.

A battle must have been fought here, and that is quite obvious, considering that the formation of the Zone occurred on a school day. The bank must have been packed with people, and most of which are likely dead after their escape from the building.

Otherwise, there would be bodies everywhere. Or maybe it has been cleaned up to prevent the plague and the likes.

I follow the trail of blood down the corridor and away from the lobby, eventually reaching a large room filled with bodies. Someone has been busy, as some of the bodies have not started to decompose yet.

There are also corpses of monsters, and seeing those corpses, I grimace even though I should not.

What I am seeing should not come as a surprise to me, but I suppose that the lack of foods has become a serious problem even if there are plenty of foods to be found throughout the city. Too bad one must go through lots and lots of monster to get to those foods.

Monsters need to eat, and so do people, and they can eat each other. Some monsters can take on the traits of those they have eaten, including skills and memories. The same is also true in reverse, and if it happens to people, it is called Metamorphosis.

There is more than one way for human to transform into monsters, and consuming meats of monsters is just one way to trigger Metamorphosis. Too bad that all of these corpses are failed transformation, but even so, I am sure some people have managed to succeed, obtaining the strengths and powers of monsters.

I notice noises further down the hallway, and I decide to follow it as it is in the same direction as those storages and vaults are located. Given the circumstances, I will also find survivors there.

"Ugh… ugh… ugh… fuck…"

The sounds of heavy breathing and slapping and cursing are noted, and they are coming from one of the restrooms situated along the corridor. Groaning and moaning can also be heard over the noises.

While I do not need to enter to know what is happening inside, I did so for the juicy sights.

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