Chapter 55

A person walked bare footed and naked in the abyss. It had dark skin, brown eyes and a large afro hair. It only carried one thing and it was a sheathed sword. The person trudged forward until finally it came in front of a giant hole in the ground that was filled with lava.

As soon as it saw it, it ran backwards and jumped behind a boulder to hide. It stayed there for a few seconds... Then a few minutes... Only after what seemed like an hour did the person poke there head out slowly. It took a peek at the hole in the ground and stared at the lava for quite a while.

The person got down on all fours and walked towards it slowly and carefully as if it was stalking prey. His meat dangled in the air as the wind slapped his ass.

Finally he was in front of the lava filled hole. He stared at it and kept on staring for quite a long time. He opened his mouth and words formed. "Beautiful!"

It was like it was their first time seeing lava. Slowly it reached out it's hand extending it forward. It could feel the heat coming from the lava. He wanted to feel it, what was it like? Why was it so warm? How? It caught his attention and fascinated him like a child with keys. Only a few more centimetres and it could feel it.

"Unless you want your fingers burnt of, you should not touch it!" A voice said out of nowhere. A voice of elegance and grandeur.

The man retracted his hand and unsheathed his sword.

He held his sword in a weird way. His fingers were not wrapped around the hilt, it was like it was resting calmly. Only his thumb was. The man managed to locate where the voice came from.

High up on a ledge on a wall sat 3 people. A comically giant breasted woman, a flat chested woman and a bare chested man.

The first woman was easy to describe. Blonde hair, pointy ears, unblemished skin, blue eyes and long fingernails. She was a beauty. An average beauty. The type that would not be able to compete with true beauty but you would still remember her face.

The second woman wasn't that hard to describe. She had an androgynous face. Big hips, small body and long pink hair. She was a slightly small woman who was also small in the parts that truly mattered. She was wearing a worn out cloak and had a serious look on her face.

The man although bare chested did not look like a barbarian. He looked like a classic body builder. Smooth laid down jet black hair. Trimmed beard and a giant steadily growing bulge in his pants.

"Woah, calm down kiddo, we mean no harm." the giant breasted woman said as she raised both of her arms in a surrender position.

The afro haired man watched in silence. He scanned the people who were staring back at him.

He took a step back... and then another... and then another until finally he was walking backwards. He had no intention of turning his back on those three people. He could tell they were really strong. If he fought with his life on the line then he could probably defeat one of them but there was three of them and not one. The mana emanating from the three was truly terrifying but the man did not buckle under pressure. He steeled his nerves and scowled.

"Where are you going gorgeous?" The man said. He stood up on the ledge and jumped down to the ground.

Crassshhhh!

His bulky figure landed on the ground with the elegance of a disabled cat. The ground cracked and formed splits and cracks all across the ground.

"You made me act up, only fair of you to take care of me." The man licked his lips as he drooled like toddler. The bulge in his trousers was almost breaking them.

"Hey Nero!" the flat chested woman wearing the cloak finally spoke. The man looked up. "Don't stop me Litori. I've earned it."

"You did earn something, and your reward shall be given to you by Hilfgan." her voice was soft and calm but that only made Nero uncalm. He did not like that calm collective voice that did not seem to have any emotion.

"Don't say her name so casually, you wench!" he snarled as he glared at her with loathing eyes.

"That is her name and I will say if I have to."

"You filthy wen-"

"STOP ARGUING! PLEASE!" The giant breasted woman said in a loud voice. She sighed and held her head. She massaged her forehead. "Now I see why I had to come with you too. I have to babysit two fully grown adults, lucky me!"

"Your welcome!"

"Your welcome!"

"I was being sarcastic, I don't feel lucky at all."

The giant breasted woman jumped down and unlike Nero despite her big body she landed silently. BOIING! BOIING! BOIING!

"Nero, you will be rewarded when we get back, I do not want you ruining our venture with your... avarices, and you Litori stop trying to start fights on purpose, I know you said that name on purpose to agitate him." Her expression was different from earlier on. Her beautiful smile had turned into a frown and she was emanating a cold aura about.

Nero got on his knees and Glilar fell down and landed on her knees. The pressure on their shoulders was heavy and making it hard to breathe. The pressure was so intimidating that they both thought they were going to die. A few seconds passed but to the two who were on their knees it felt like an eternity. There saliva dried up and their breathing almost stopped.

As soon as the pressure was removed they both let out a sigh of relief and gulped the air that they had been denied.

The giant breasted woman's face went back to normal and the cold aura surrounding her was gone. She turned around to face the afro haired man. "Where did he go?"

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