Chapter 16: Victoria's Dilemma
Soon, I felt a light hand ruffling my hair. It was Saria. "Don't try too hard. it won't return. Not by force. I'll help you and make sure your memory returns. Then, let's raid the castle and pull the evil root out of his seat."
I raised my head, looking at the encouraging smile of Saria. Her sweet smile felt evil to me for some reason. Between those angelic dimples, I can sense machinations being built one by one. 
Well gaining the memories of Victoria might be a tad bit impossible. A wry smile drew a line in my dry lips.
I raised my head, curious about the maestro of all the chaos. The man behind the curtain. After all, it seemed like it was not purely from my uncle. "Anyway, who's the evil man behind everything?"
Transmigration 101: Once transmigrated, it's important to know who's on your side and who's not.
Upon uttering the question, I felt a chilly wind blowing, I moved my gaze and saw the crackling fires within the hearth - slowly running out of flames. I turned my head back and saw the face of Saria, crumpling with anger. As if reacting to her anger, my eyes throbbed, acting with free will.
[Spirit Eye Lvl 2. Activated]
"What the…?" I stood, mouth gaping, I saw an army of blue balls roaming in the room. All of them converging together, revolving around Saria as if they're celebrating. No, they were partying. Like the white shadow which I saw when Eyad burned the poor zombie. The blue round beings appeared to have their own forms and personality. Some are jolly, some were scoffing at me. They get into my nerves. They acted like those useless directors in my company.  Hey, don't think I can't see you!
Saria raised her head and gazed at me. She took a deep breath, calming herself. The blue balls vanished, some even showing a feeling of discontent as they waved goodbye at Saria.
"Can't Saria see this?" I gaped.
"What's wrong? Don't worry I'll do my best to help you regain your memories. Anyway, it's the rotten prime minister…
…
A few moments of silence loomed in the room for an unknown reason.
Wait, what happened to your eyes!" Saria rushed towards me, excited, not one bit of concern, but a ball of curiosity. Normally, I would expect some care to soothe my heart. But this damn witch and her bipolar disorder! Wait, maybe it's tripolar but don't touch me. Hey!
I still don't know much about her. Even so, at least, I can see that this seemingly young and weird lady archmage truly cared about me. How? She's currently gazing at me like I am some precious experiment. Greed dripping bloody.
It was the same familiar gaze that my good ol' crazy scientist friend throws at me from time to time before blushing. Believe me, that man never forgets to give me gastronomic delicacies during my birthdays. She's the same type of breed. So, I guess it's fine.
Or not…
"Hehehe. Such a great living specimen."
I lifted my chin, acting like how princesses' acts in those movies. Condescending but divine as I tried to get the higher moral ground.
"Kuhumm. Dear Saria, I am a respectable spirit mage according to the knowledgeable but useless Merc leader. Not a specimen."
Oh no, she's losing focus. Why the heck is her eyes getting shifty. That evil grin! It's familiar! Whoever spirit you are I cast you out! I need a professional exorcist here. Heck, why do the shadows of that fatass boss still here in the otherworld?
"Don't worry it won't hurt. Come a little closer, my dear niece. Come on. I'll give you candy."
Saria really sounds like an evil witch to me now.
"S-Saria?" Hey! Please don't prick my eyeballs open, only a look, please! Respect my boundarie-. Hey! Don't...Nuuhhhhh!
…
From then on, I changed my name from Victoria to Saria's Experiment No. 1. Barcode XXXX.
Eyad's POV
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Those damn traitors are leaving me here to go hunt! Not even waking me up. I feel like a slave rather than a wizard. Damn, I didn't study magic to be a chef.
"Oh, it smells like charred bread. No, I gotta repeat it." A frown building on my forehead.
The bread must be nothing short of perfect. Gonna bake again fast. The cluckers egg is already ready. Hmnn, I'll add some tomato for the side dish. The plates are neat and clean. Okay, good.
The bread must be incredibly soft after all the princes just woke up. She might suffer indigestion problems if I feed her hard meals. Oh, a warm and light soup might be nice. Okay, let's prepare it.
The noise of utensils filled the whole kitchen, all in harmony under the hands of the cooking wizard. 
Hah, I'm really glad that the princess managed to wake up. At least, I won't have to deal with the crazy witch. Or else, I might suffer from an early death. She's like a block of unliving icicles. 
Anyway, I think I should bring this food while it's still warm. Then, I'll go get that ballbusting witch! Peh, I'll get my revenge one day you wicked lady. But for now, let me deliver the food.
Knock. Knock. Knock. No one's answering. 
I opened the door, only a little bit enough for a good peek. I stopped immediately before the door could even make a sound.
And I saw it.
I closed my eyes for a moment, trembling, wondering if I am suffering from a lack of mana. Pinching my cheek, trying to guess if I am dreaming.
After all, Saria, the youngest of the three only archmage level wizards in the continent. The archmage dubbed as the stiff-faced witch was smiling like a child. I'll be honest, I thought I was getting blinded by a ball of light. The honest and pure smile washing away all my evil thoughts. She looked as pure as a saint.
Then, I saw her pulling a weird sharp serrated object out of nowhere. She dragged out a large table for skinning and processing beast corpses. With the same big smile that I saw, he tugged the princess with force into the table like a baby chick.
She flipped my evaluations of her again. My casually established saint-like image of her just a few moments were shattered like brittle glass.
"No, no! "S-Saria?" Hey! Please don't prick my eyeballs open, only a look, please! Respect my boundarie-. Hey! Don't...Nuuhhhhh!
Yes, princess, I shall respect your boundaries as well as the witch. 
There you have it. Honestly, I don't know what I shall do. The screams turned into squeals. I closed my eyes, joined my two palms together, and called for the goddesses' help. Shall I save this young bitch? After all, I can still remember how my tough nut got shelled with a wild staff. Not once. Oh, the shudders. Let's dig a hole and cast these memories away. It's so memorable that even after I was healed by the archmage's potion. I can still fill the tingling flesh every time I catch a glimpse of that memory.
Because of that simple misunderstanding, I suffered the worst fate. It even changed my motto in life. Before it was, "Money is buddy".
But now? I changed it wholeheartedly. Now, it is...
"Never again!"
Every strike was like a nail with a hammer. Ah, the pain and the agony. No one can fully understand except me, since unlike the two lucky sh*ts, I got the full brunt of the witch's anger. 
Sigh.
I made my decision.
I stood at the door, waiting for them to be finished, ignoring the cries for help. The food tray, lying in wait along with me. I moved my gaze upward, my lips dawning a sweet smile of revenge.
"NOOOO!"
I nodded my head, whistling a little before breaking out into a grin. I couldn't stop it from emerging from my face. "Such a sweet tune."
It took at least five minutes before I heard the next call from the room. No, rather than a call. It was more of a roar. "Eyad! I'm so hungry, where's my damn food! Now! Now! "
…
"..."

…
My revenge only lasted for five minutes. I guess it's already done. But oh, well, better than nothing.
Shifting my feet towards the door, I knocked.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Then, I pushed the door like the gentlemanly wizard that I was. Pushing the tray cart inside the room with ease and a light heart.
"Princess, your food is here." I seasoned my face with the most comforting smile I have ever done in my life. Let's play along as if I don't know that the witch is here. "Please eat it while it's still warm…"
I shuddered, gasping for breath, sweat trickling from my brows. I felt like I was being watched by a great predator, making me lose one or two breaths. Two emerald eyes, eyeing me like I was a big nuisance. A staff on her hands, clearly aiming at me. 
Turning my head, I saw a glimpse of the princess tied and bound. Her eyes, calling for help.
A wry smile drifted on my face. But damn how can I help you when, I, myself is in a need of help.

“I refuse to let the laws created by another to dictate how I live...especially now when I have the means to crush them and anyone blind enough to enforce them”.


The Journey of a young man with a rough past, life was never kind to him from an early age. He quickly learned the world was a cruel place but he never stopped moving forward by whatever means. Life is hard on those who refuse to follow the system and he was no different. One night however. This all changed.

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Meanwhile...
Outside of the Alchemist organization, the Silver-haired lady was only just boarding her carriage and while she was attempting to hide her emotions, it was clear that the meeting with Hal had had an effect on her.
Once inside the carriage and it began to trudge away from the organization building, she looked out the window and tried not to think of the encounter.
Eventually, she could no longer hold it in,  
"Garrett, do you know who that was?" She asked even though she knew that was not really possible since they had both only just met him.
Garrett looked thoughtful,  
"He does look familiar" he said and the lady turned to nail him with her beautiful pale eyes,  
"What?"  
Garrett shrugged,  
"He seems to match young master Pierre's description." He said with squinted eyes.
"My brother gave a description?" The lady asked and Garrett nodded,  
"Yes, it's all your brother has talked about since he arrived two days ago. Apparently, he met a young man with blue eyes when he visited the Kirsten Barony." Garrett said and his words drew a sigh from the lady's lips.
"I still don't understand why father continues to make him do such demeaning tasks."
"The Duke surely has his reasons" Garrett reasoned and The lady took a deep breath and continued to look out the window while working even harder to out the whole encounter out of her mind.
However, she would still ask her brother for a description of the person he had met at the Barony.
Not that she was remotely interested in finding out... of course, she just needed to be sure.
"It's just for research purposes" she told herself.
...
Hal and Karmen followed behind Arya and the man who led them into the inner workings of the building while acting as demure as he possibly could.
He was so subordinate that Hal was caught off guard when someone bowed to him and called him "Branch Head".
The man had taken the title call with a stoic expression while introducing Arya as an important guest that they should prepare a grand welcome for.
Arya turned it down and said her only reason for being here was to certify her apprentice (Hal) as a true Alchemist.
The man eyed Hal and it was a little hard for him not to be doubtful because the young man before him was barely a youth and one he could tell for certain had not gone past the forty-year mark.
'Oh well, he might just be a genius' he thought but it all went out the window when Arya requested for a Rank 4 test right off the bat.
"R-r-rank 4? I'm sorry Alchemist Nadia but he needs to pass the preceding rank tests before he can be certified to take the Rank 4" the Branch head said.
Hal was about to tell Arya that that would be fine since even though he was in a hurry, he was not in too much of a hurry to complete the process in two days but she was already taking the matter into her own hands.
"No, no, I prefer he just take the Rank 4 test and be done with it." She said and seemed to be enjoying seeing the Branch head squirm.
And he did look uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry, but I can not bypass the required protocols. Even for you" he said.
When she looked disappointed, the Branch added,  
"How about we bear the cost of the tests? Will that make it better?" He asked in an almost timid voice that caused Arya to cackle in her mind while Hal secretly shook his head at her ballbusting nature.
As for the Branch offering to bear the cost of the teat, it was quite a generous offer as all the ingredients required for refining pills from rank one through to rank four were not going to be cheap.
Not to mention that as an Alchemist whose very occupation was built upon trial and error, he was bound to waste ingredients and in this case, it would not be him paying for the wastage.
Neither would he be penalized as long as he did not go past the limit.
Even then Arya still looked like she was only barely settling for this offer and was not truly satisfied.
That said, now that he would have to go through the tests from Rank One to Rank four, Hal had to admit he preferred the way things turned out, and maybe it would be better he go through it all and familiarize himself with the subtleties of Alchemy.
Since he came along with Arya who introduced him as her apprentice, he did not need to go through any of the normal processes and was instead led to the testing chamber.
However, the Branch head insisted that before the test began, Arya should grace him with the pleasure of meeting up with the other prestigious alchemists of the Silva Duchy.
All of them from prominent families who based their lives entirely on the brilliance of Spiritual sense and the occupation of Alchemy.
"You can leave your apprentice here. He can wait for you until you are done meeting up with them." The branch head said.
'No, I want to come along' Hal told Arya telepathically and she was quick on the uptake.
"Are you telling me they all left their apprentices out of the meeting?" She asked with a frown and the branch head looked down and seemed to struggle with his words.
Arya did not wait for him as she said,  
"My apprentice will come with me"  
The Branch head bowed,  
"As you wish" he said and lead the way inside just as Arya retrieved a long black cloak out of her spatial ring and put it on before she followed after.
"Master, should I stay outside?" Karmen asked.
Hal shook his head,  
"Why would you? Come inside with me. This is all good information, no knowledge is lost.
After all, I'm sure you've learned a lot today already" he told her with a smile.
Karmen nodded excitedly,  
"Oh yes, I have. For example, Master is so good looking he sometimes attracts violent ladies who try to keep their attractions hidden by attacking him. So I need to be much more vigilant" she said.
"Probably not the words I'd use but accurate all the same" Hal said and proceeded after Arya into the meeting room.
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The first thing Hal felt upon entry into that room was a very thriving headache. One that forced him to rein his Astral perception in as fast as possible.
He had only let it out a few meters away from him in a vigilant force of habit but that had still been enough for him to be pressured by the large amount of conjoined spiritual perception that had been let out in the room.
The six men sitting in the room from who the spiritual perception was radiating were also radiating an immense amount of pressure on account of their cultivation base and Hal could easily tell that four of them were at the late and peak stages of the Cosmic Pagoda realm while the two others were Semi-Saints!
It did not matter that none of those present was as powerful as the Dane patroness, Isabella, what mattered was that they could squash Hal and his party of two like a bug, and that was unsettling.
They had been conversing and suddenly stopped when Hal was inside the room after Arya who had just bowed in respect.
One of them looked over at Hal and pointed,
"Oh look, it's another pretty boy."


There are three realms in the multi verse; The Cosmic, the Mortal and the Nether realm.
Hal grew up in the mortal realm with no idea whatsoever of who his parents were.
His love for relics, adventure and the occasional danger would aid him in finding a genie's lamp.

Rubbing a genie's lamp should grant three wishes, but Hal is struck by lightening instead and eventually arrives in the Cosmic realm with a large book in his mind space titled; The Primordial Cosmic Grimiore, that apparently holds all knowledge for a perpetual reign.

And so Hal's journey begins in a little city called Salmon city, in the body of a 17 year old boy also named Hal but was sold into slavery by his own father.

Hal finds out who his mother (prior to reincarnation) whose bloodline now flows unmixed in his new body is....

Join Hal as he battles mortals, Dragons, phoenixes, Gods and many more together with his harem of Beauties for the complete subjugation of the three realms.
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Designed to accompany various fields of science, one particular corner of Shuri's 'personal' lab— as she called it— attracted Nik's attention and when Shuri casually revealed the slimy black entity held by the glassy membrane, Nik confirmed the thoughts of Shuri and most possibly the royalty of Wakanda and honestly, Nik now felt that he might just have a knack for politics or petty schemes. 

It was easy to realize the thought of the nation as a whole, from a certain perspective. The symbiote used by Eddie Brock, who had disappeared from the world and is now probably within Wakanda, had caused the man internal damages. Symbiotes did that in their early phases with Pickle being a rare entity who saw Nik as an extension of her being. Even the old lady killed by the silver symbiote in his Dream Core showed various degrees of internal mutilation.

With Venom and Riot already showing their strength, it was no doubt in Nik's mind that Wakanda wished to wield such an entity without causing any damages and with how cautiously they were approaching the subject, proved by the fact that they would rather have Nik with one of their most valued researchers to understand the situation since he also wore a symbiote, the black sludge in the container must be getting developed for the king himself.

"Oh, isn't that..." Cindy trailed her words while Anna leaned forward to see the black slime sticking to the glass and moving around aimlessly.

"This is the symbiote attached to Eddie Brock when he attacked my brother," Shuri smiled, "Since Eddie Brock has been proven not guilty by our laws, he will spend the rest of his life under the borders of the nation. He wanted to go out but after watching the news and how famous he got, he decided otherwise," she smirked.

"But why are you showing this to us?" Anna pouted, "What's so awesome about a slime?" 

"Your boyfriend has one, right?" Shuri gestured towards Nik as Anna nodded while glancing at Cindy discreetly but seeing no response aside from a bitter look on Silk's face, the brunette sighed. However, Shuri had no time to pay attention to the expression of others as her gaze focused on Nik. "Can you tell me why you are still alive? The symbiotes gradually mince on the host's internal organs, if not fed timely and you... you must have fed on many then, right?"

"Oh, no," Nik chuckled as Pickle extended from his clothes. Since his clothes today itself was Pickle entirely, she showed her face under Nik's instruction and coiled around as if an exotic serpent. "She doesn't like any other blood except mine. It tastes sweeter, she said," he tapped the top of the spongy white head with large pink-colored patches of eyes, unlike the black patches which Nik uses for his costume.

"What?" Shuri exclaimed as Nik sighed, "And it kind of sucks. I wanted to have a tour but you would rather question me. How stupid. And did you notice that from the moment we came, aside from water, you guys haven't offered us anything?" Nik's scowl only grew deeper as he pulled both Cindy and Anna close, "And get your facts straight missy, Anna is my first girlfriend. Cindy is my... we'll go with the second." Nik snorted and turned alongside the girls, leaving the young girl dumbstruck before strutting out.

In her shock, Shuri failed to realize that Venom was acting strangely and its mass seemed to have lessened by a small margin. 

"Ooh, so what do you have in mind?" Anna inquired while going behind Nik's back and playfully spanking Cindy's plump butt, making the blushing hero squeak and glare at the lively girl. "Well... you know. Mountains or... I actually have no interest in nature. Just wanted to spend some time alone with you two," he smiled, "And we are in a royal palace so... there must be a royal bedroom somewhere, right?" Nik presented a wolfish grin as Anna and Cindy turned silent with their gazes fixed onto each other and desires clearly rippled from them.

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T'Challa led his group to the Altar of the Panther Goddess. While he explained the collision of a Vibranium filled comet that severely changed the geographical structure of the land Wakanda now stood upon, only glancing over the technological benefits of the mineral that was definitely found in other parts of the world but not as abundant as in Wakanda itself, he then dived into the lore of Panther Goddess Bast.

"It is said that there exists a world where all the souls of past Black Panther exist," he whispered as he stood in front of the statue of a panther cast from Vibranium and gleamed ferociously under sunlight. "In the earliest time, Bast met the ancestor of Black Panther and granted a part of herself to empower him. To unite all the tribes and deflect the outsiders."

"And you think that Goddess is real?" Mary inquired. She had no doubts that the goddess and other supernatural entities existed. The fact that Nik could even fuck ghosts but chose to have a dizzy spell around most of them was the only thing that confused Mary. But while she was preparing to have Nik meet a shrink after a few days for the matter, her current query was inclined to get a better response from T'Challa rather than his ambiguity on the matter.

"Yes, I do. At least, I believe it wholeheartedly." He smiled, "My father used to teach me all about the Goddess. But I suppose my childhood memories are not what might interest you people." He was wrong. Mary was definitely interested in more intimate knowledge but sadly, T'Challa moved on. On the other hand, Okoye's Kimoyo beads vibrated softly as she let the others follow the group and chose to view the message. 

Furrowing her brows slightly by the news, she sent the code for response and followed her king's entourage.

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"Shuri..." Queen Mother sighed as Shuri whistled while evading her gaze.

"I would not have known that Nik would just walk off," she defended herself as Queen Mother's expression darkened.

"Really? So yesterday when you were talking T'Challa out of bringing the kids with him, that was your plan? To show the symbiote to another host?"

"We need to find the conditions of symbiote bonding with its host. Eddie proclaimed that Venom chose him but... I just thought that there might be more to the truth and Nik could help me find it out."

"And did you find anything?" Her mother inquired as Shuri shook her head, "No. He left with... his girlfriends," she emphasized with a hissing tone, slightly surprising her mother before the mature woman chuckled and shook her head. "Search the palace and just ask them to regroup with the others. And Shuri, you are to apologize to the three of them as we practiced in your classes."

"Yes, mother," Shuri rolled her eyes with a sigh, "I won't scoff."

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While the search for the whole palace began which would eventually extend to the whole capital... and then the whole nation, Nik and the two girls looked around the king-sized bedroom with trivial decorations. Even if the guards thought of searching the King's room, they only found an illusion rune on the doors of the king's bedroom guiding their mind into believing that they had indeed checked off the room. 

"Hey, he was a basketball player!" Cindy pointed at the framed photo of young T'Challa with a team of players in their jerseys with T'Challa himself standing in the middle. "But..." Anna who was checking through the wardrobe unceremoniously, just out of curiosity, of course, found a rather illicit outfit. 

"What is this?" She pulled out an erotic outfit. Not for a woman, though.

Her eyes traced Nik as if to compare his size with the outfit while Cindy gaped at the clothing.

"This..." Unlike Cindy, however, Nik only grew interested. As long his peach wasn't on the line, he had a rather accommodating sexual compass and after observing the outfit long enough, he made Pickle morph into one and instantly, a brown furry coat hung around Nik's shoulder, not even reaching his waist while a leafy skirt marked his waist. The leaves were a bit tricky for Pickle but she morphed nonetheless. On the other hand, the leaves itself stopped after the edges of his thighs, giving the viewers easy access to Nik's crotch from their gaze and gaze they did. 

The tribal outfit definitely suited Nik as his sculpted, tanned muscles attracted Anna's and Cindy's attention, and with only having one go with Nik, her heart just like nethers clenching at the thought of another ballbusting round of sexual session that would most definitely destroy the king's bed and with an eager grin forming on her lips unconsciously, and with expectant gaze, she licked her lips and inquired in a buzz, "Are we really doing it here?"

Her words instantly pulling knowing smiles from Anna and Nik.

Rewritten in Paradise of Infinity

Current World: Marvel

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Nik Faran, a son of the miserable harlot that lead a life of a miserable gigolo. His birth father is one of the top swordsmen that gave his mother the glory of entering his chamber now remained unknown.

Passing years allowed Nik to polish his skills as a prostitute before he was suddenly made aware of the rumour that was the mythical Incubus Society. It was at that moment that his life finally changed.

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Nick sat in his private study in the new residence and began to meditate. Trying his best to clean his tainted mind that had been repeatedly dirtied by the Emperor's women.

The first one was trying her best to tempt him into bed, with her actions, poses, and even words. She was a god damn succubus! The second one was a gangster that liked ruining his appetite, the exact opposite of the first one, picking her nose constantly and spitting phlegm onto her hands for a shake!

It was just too much for Nick to handle by this point! So he was now trying to take a break from those women and focus his attention on the mine west of the city, which, if what the Mr.Green guy said was true, contained enough Dark heavenly gold to feel his needs!

This was his first goal because the others were close and he could probably get to them at any time, even though it obviously wouldn't be easy! So, now he had to think of a way to get the Dark heavenly gold first.

It wasn't troublesome to actually steal some of the ore and escape, but with the amount he needed, he would at least need to break open the mine and suck it up entirely! And with that sort of commotion let alone the general protecting the mine, even the Emperor would surely arrive shortly to teach him a lesson!

And so, after thinking in that pose for about eight hours Nick heard Maggi calling his name and running around the residence trying to find him, and just as Nick was about to get up he suddenly understood why she was looking for him, and he was surprised to find his legs had fallen asleep, which based on his cultivation should never happen, It was truly a mystery.

"Big bro Nick, it is time to distribute rations! But...can't you give me one more? I have been such a good girl!"And even though Nick had come up with a great excuse not to head out and meet her by just assuming his leg was asleep, this didn't stop the persistent girl from sniffing him out!

"Where is your brother?" Nick completely ignored her request and diverted the topic. It was such a waste to buy and give away chocolate with one domineering point! Nick even swore not to buy anymore unless the kids did something that especially deserved it!

"He's in his bedroom weeping..." Maggi replied nonchalantly.

"I'll be going out for a while, you and your brother are to stay in the residence and behave yourselves! When Peter comes back, make sure to tell him that I've left him in charge of you and that I will return either tomorrow or late in the night so he shouldn't wait up." Nick then disappeared right in front of Maggi, making sure not to give her an opportunity to continue asking him for chocolate!

Nick who had left the palace grounds immediately found a secluded alley and used the disguise skill to change his appearance completely! No longer was he a handsome young man that would spark the envy of the heavens and attract the eyes of countless prostitutes, he was now an ordinary-looking old man whose cultivation was at the fifth rank of the Origin realm!

On the way back out of the city, the guards stopped him and asked him for an exit fee, and even though Nick was enraged at the stupifying request of asking for a fee both when one entered and left he still decided to pay it as he reached into the satchel on his waist.

But just as Nick was about to hand over the stones to the guard he was surprised to find the guard sprawled on the ground breathing unevenly and clutching his little guy as if it would run away the next second!

Nick couldn't understand what was wrong with the man, but he could only regretfully keep the stones back into the satchel and disappear at his fastest speed! And not even three seconds later a few other guards rushed over to help their fellow comrade!

"Hans!!! What's wrong with you buddy, what happened, why are sprawled out on the ground scrunched up in pain?!! Were you attacked?! Or maybe...did you maybe play too hard in the brothel?" A Guard who was good friends with the man on the ground kept on barraging him with questions.

"Trickery! Smile, man smile, hand in the satchel, tell me he give me tip, me happy!! But man then smirk, smirk so evil, then feet move to the middle of legs, baam, baam, baam, evil man say that was the tip, the tip of his foot!" Incoherently the man spoke out what happened but none of them understood him!

Nick who was miles away now had changed his appearance again, he knew that it was illegal not to pay the exit fee and that his poster will surely be posted everywhere!

 But he really had to thank Maggi, after he saw her attacking the two fatties the other day using here feet, he got inspired and decide to try it out, and the results were truly satisfactory, the man was too busy staring at his hands that were grabbing energy stones that he didn't even notice the foot positioned right in the middle of his legs, which was exactly when Nick launched his strike!

Ding! New title acquired! Genitalia Crusher! 

[Genetalia Crusher: The host's extremely weird obsession about attacking other people's reproductive organs has gained him this title! The title grants the user the ability to choose what level of destruction the enemy will suffer when the Deception fist is used! The choices are, Erectile dysfunction, ballbusting, Super Std, and completed destruction!
Erectile dysfunction- if this level of destruction is chosen, the attacked person if male will not be able to make his little soldier stand in attention ever again! Never will he be able to entertain the ladies! 

If the person attacked is female, the woman will not be able to feel any source of excitement or pleasure in that area no matter how hard she tries! 

Ball busting-if this level of destruction is used it will not cause the male or female to suffer and will only make sure that they can never have children!

"Super std- This will give the attacked a super pumped dose of STDs with a special blend of herpes, Hiv, chlamydia, gonorrhea and so many more! (Reminder, please wear a glove when using this level, stay safe!)

Complete destruction-Don't ever use this, it's too gruesome!]

Nick was stupefied by his new title! The system had given him the deception fist technique and when he used it, accused him of being obsessed with attacking that area! but he didn't mind, this way was good too, he can now control and choose the level of destruction he will cause and no longer need to make every person he attacks hopeless! 

But the std part scared him a little, if he used that and attacked with his fist wouldn't he also catch them?! He was honestly scared of using that one. And the last one was even more horrifying, how horrifying was it that even the system classified it as gruesome!

"Hey, old geezer, when you get a physical body let me practice this technique on you. please? Don't worry I will only use the Erectile dysfunction level of destruction when I attack you! Well...I might also use the Complete destruction level of the attack because I'm curious to see what the system considered gruesome!"

While traveling Nick kept on trying to initiate a conversation with Old geezer out of boredom but only received the silent treatment the whole way. 

But what Nick didn't know was that the Old geezer that had always been overbearing was now pleading with the system to retract this insane title!

"Come on system, please just this once! I will not ask for anything ever again! Please take away this horrific title! The day that I need to materialize in front of the boy is fast approaching, and if he decided to get revenge on me then...Ahhhh! Please help me, take away the skill and title!!"


Ding! Sorry, request denied! Rewards handed out cannot be retracted!

"Ahhh, I'm screwed, the boy is vengeful, and with all the stupid and insane quests that I've handed him, he will definitely attack me! Oh, my poor little guy!!! You will have to suffer the evil man's wrath!! You did no wrong, so innocent, swaying in the wind carefree, why did daddy annoy the Evil man and make an enemy for you!"

Nick who was focused on running toward the metal forest was stunned when he suddenly received a reply from the Old geezer and almost tripped!

"Little brat, let's be friends from now on! Let's let bygones be bygones, and swear never to attack or harm each other in any way!" The Old geezer that had always taught others to be domineering was now doing the exact opposite! But no one would blame him considering what was at stake!

He had previously witnessed countless years ago the horror of the Complete destruction level of the Deception fist skill! And the outcome was horrifying! If that ever happened to him then he didn't know if he could continue living!

Nick who notice the unusual behavior of the geezer just ignored him and kept on traveling. The old geezer might have offered a cease-fire but who knows if he could be as trustworthy as Nick and keep his promise! Nick in his life could only trust people as honest and open-minded as he was, not people that were so calculative and cruel as the Old geezer!

Deep in the night in the middle of a dark forest, a shadow kept on hopping from tree to tree. The shadow was agile as a monkey as he didn't stay on a tree for more than a second before jumping to the next one! But the man was able to accomplish this due to the wild flames on his feet that gave him enough speed!

But weirdly, even though the man's feet were bathed in flames of an extremely high temperature, the trees he stepped on didn't burn or catch fire! Instead, every time he stepped on a tree a weird metal clang was heard as if he was stepping on a metal plate!

This was the metal forest, known for having weird trees made of metal, and the shadow leaping about was Nick, who was heading deeper into the forest in the direction of the mine!

A group of thugs ended Nick's first life.

Now, in a foreign world where Immortality and godhood were achievable, he shall strive to reach the Peak of Cultivation!

But wait, he also has the Emperor's System that gives him multiple missions with corresponding rewards. Some missions were difficult, some were easy, and some were...weird.

Ding! Sudden mission from the System's guide, poison the entire royal family with laxatives!

The System was determined to clog all the toilets in the royal palace!
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The first few chapters will bore you a little, but I promise that it does get better afterward.

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BTR Part Sixteen- Will You…

You played with your thumbs as you sat in Stephanie's office awaiting the boss as you had found yourself in a bit of a pickle. Since the night with Su you had decided to start making your relationship with Noelle more public, something she had been wanting that you were a bit hesitant on. Not because of her, but because of social media in general. And while you knew it was toxic and that people would be cruel to the two of you, one particular comment post on her Instagram was enough to set you off. Of course this was screenshot and sent about to the dirt sheets that ran numerous stories and so here you were, at the head of talent relations waiting for a prime scolding from the boss. You had been waiting about half an hour already and as you checked your phone and mindless read some current stories you hadn't realized ten minutes passed before the doors open and Stephanie waltz's in, a look of focus across her face as she sets a file down and looks over it before going over your name and status with the company as she asks for you to explain what the post was about. You say her name casually but the snap of her fingers and the direction to call her Mrs McMahon told you she was very serious and so you changed tone and gave your account. She goes over the social media stance the company has and how you went overboard and that any further attention of this type to the company would lead to discipline. She asked if she was understood and you were fuming as you say yes. She asks again and you snapped the same answer back and she sneers and comes around the desk as she smacked you across the face. She tells you to remember who you are and who she is and that things in the past mean nothing if you jeopardize the future over someone like Noelle. You get angrier and tell her to keep Noelle's name out of her mouth and she grabs your face and tells you she would fire you here and now for ever talking to her like that. She recalls a time when you probably would've acted this way about Cathy, or Io, and what would make Noelle so special that you'd risk everything you've done to this point and you move her hand and tell her you're going to marry her. This takes Stephanie aback and she asks if you were being serious. You say yes and Stephanie nods as she looks about angry and reaching down she grabs your crotch and tells you no. You say excuse me and she tells you you're not allowed to marry Noelle which makes your blood boil as Stephanie reaches and unzips your unzipper as she pulls your dick out and began storming it hard as you called her a cunt. She laughs and takes it as a compliment as she asks if you loved Noelle so much why were you getting so hard against her touch which makes you even madder cuz you had nothing to argue against that. 

Stephanie strokes your length till you were rock hard and she hikes her business dress up and straddles you as she wasn't wearing any panties and sank her cunt over your hardness as you bit your tongue to stop from moaning out as she just glares at you and tells you you better get into this or she's going to designate you anprohlem talent which prints you to ask why she was doing this. This was when that devilish smile came and you felt a little better as you grabbed her ass and started to violently work her down as she says you were a nobody ans that she can make sure you become a nobody again but you remind her you gave ties to New Japan and All Elite and she scoffs at this as you hear a little whimper escape her as you rocked her down harder as she grabs your chest and tells you that attaching your name to the Foley's wouldn't help your career. You agree and say that your ring skills will do that and she moans out as you felt her bucking down a bit faster as she was tightening up and on the verge cumming as you slammed her down a bit more and felt her drench your driving dick before she locks her cunt up around your dick which created an amazingly tight friction as she kept bucking down. She laments maybe you're right but that she could just tell Hunter to job you out and he would because she runs shit, and you knew that wasn't a lie or a bluff. She smirks and tells you that she could ruin you simply for talking back to her and that you should be more grateful to her and as your orgasm built, her bouncing became more and more frequent as she fucked herself over your dick now as you just closed your eyes and listened to her tell you how worthless and pathetic you were to her right now and as she cums again, latching her muscles so tightly around your dick you could barely thrust it in, your balls explode and you just grunted out a bit upset at yourself, listening to Stephanie coo as you began filling her cunt with your seed, spurt after spurt firing off inside of Stephanie's cunt as she holds herself firm and grips your throbbing dick with her tightness as she milks every drop from you before she kisses you roughly and bites at your bottom lip as she pulls it and then gets off of you, your dick coated in cum and juices as she turns and hikes her as sup at you as she tells you you better finish what she started. 

You step behind her and smack her ass repeatedly before pushing yourself back inside of her pussy your hand grabbing her hair as you yank it back before grabbing her shoulder and forcing her back into your thrusts as she grips the desk and moans out happily as she says she has a better body, a better ass, a better everything then Noelle and you just feel yourself going into an aggressive autopilot as she was digging at you exactly how she wanted too. You felt seven and a half nearly eight hard inches slamming mercilessly into her before you decided to pull out and press into her asshole, Stephanie sucking in a deep breath as she felt you slowly entering rectum with throbbing need as you began thrusting at four inches and soon were cramming six and a half inches of your thick rod deep into colon, Stephanie telling you you finally were getting it but you had had enough of her fucking mouth, so you reached around and grabbed her by the throat and squeezed as she rolled her eyes and and you felt her body spasm as she came from the force of your cock reaming her ass as you choked her, her ass smacking against you as you filled her rectum with hard thrusting cock and soon your balls were stirring as you felt Stephanie beginning to spasm again and soon you were grunting and groaning and pushing in deep, letting your cock explode as you fired strand after strand of ropey jizz down her anal cavity as she just grinds her hips back against you as you kept your tight grip over her throat, letting your jerking cock fire off every drop of warm seed into her rectum as you splattered her intestines. It was only after the last drops left your body that you let go of her throat and pulled out, Stephanie shuddering as she lays across her desk and gasps and pants as you put your dick away and sat back down with a scowl as you thought about what she had just done. 

Stephanie hikes her dress down as she spins around and coughs and catches her breath as she looks at you and tells you to lighten up, she just wanted to get your attention and have a little fun at your expense. She asked if you were serious about marrying Noelle and you say yes which makes her smile as she says she's happy for you and that Noelle is a sweet and sincere girl. You ask Stephanie if you were in trouble and she says she was dead serious about there being consequences if something like that came up again but the rest was just ballbusting. You shake your head and call her a bitch with a chuckle as you stood and said you had places to be. She tells you to not be a stranger and that she'll see you Royal Rumble Weekend which is coming up in a few months. You salute her and say you can't wait before you headed out and smirked at the thought. 

End. 



In this ongoing continuation of the List, our reader, now am established wrestling talents continues his erotic adventure through life in the industry with the ups and downs that it brings.

1925. November 30th 12:53 AM 33rd street The Strand borough 

The three men were sitting in the black Bentley while It was raining. The rain tapping on the car unnerved Lee who sat In the passenger seat. With him were Micheal and Graystone. They just sat in the car waiting for Jeremy. The three men knew what they were doing there but something hung in the air. Lee couldn't tell what It was thus he sat there In the backseat of the black car with a cigarette hanging from his lips. 

Throughout the car, the tapping of Lee's feet could be heard making light thud sounds on the metallic flooring which caused a slight huff to escape from Graystone who sat In the passenger seat trying to read the newspaper. He turned his head to Lee before folding his newspaper and whispering ''Can you not?'' To which Lee stopped and pouted his lips and gazed out of his foggy window only to see his reflection in the glass to which a slight sigh escaped his lips as he stretched his back a bit. 

''The Grindels? What kind of name is that for a brothel?'' Micheal tilted his head In a slight manner that revealed the bag under his eye ''What kind of brothel names do you have In America, Lee?'' Lee shrugged It off and yawned whilst forming the sentence. ''Something that doesn't remind me of machinery'' The mood In the car had changed from a boring atmosphere to a more inviting and fun one when all of the sudden It changed to a more serious tone. Lee hesitated to ask this question but felt a sudden surge of adrenaline pump through his body ''Fellas, are we the good guys?'' 

Micheal and Grayson turned to Lee who sat back comfortably in his seat. Grayson faced forward and cleaned his round french vintage glasses with gold edges. ''I'll let you answer this one, Micheal. I can't be bothered to answer such a philosophical question without having a drink first.'' Micheal sighed loudly as he shrugged and adjusted his fedora with a black stripe on It. ''It depends on how you look at It. We're killing bad people to stop them from doing bad things and wi-'' Lee leaned forward and Interrupted Micheal with a sudden speed rush. It hurt his stomach a bit because he forgot about the pieces of shrapnel that had lodged themselves into his stomach. He groaned in pain as he clutched his stomach

 ''Which means there is no good side to this gangland?'' Grayson placed his glasses back on his and yawned. ''Pretty much. Meanwhile, our gang leader is... Unusual.'' Lee scoffed at that comment and looked out of the window to watch the entrance of the Grindels Brothel. ''Unusual is an understatement. The guy is downright insane but, in a good way.'' Micheal nodded to no one as he turned his head towards the two. ''He's led this gang for over six years. His brother should still be somewhere in London if not in England.'' Lee was about to respond with an inquiry when they heard the ring of the door to the brothel go off. They turned their heads and there was Jeremy walking hand in hand with a well-dressed lady going towards a black Cadillac. ''Whereas their gang leader only wants money and women...'' 

Lee mumbled to himself as the car started up. Micheal waited for the two to get Into the Cadillac when all of a sudden Jeremy sped away with his car. ''AFTER HIM!'' Lee called out. Their car sped away towards the Cadillac but It was a short drive however as when they drove around the corner on 33rd street they stumbled upon a parked Cadillac near row houses. The Bentley stopped and with it came an unnerving sense of dread. Lee peered over towards the Cadillac which was parked in the middle of the street. A group of men walking down the street veered away from the vehicle parked in the street and left with confused murmurs among them. Micheal kept a firm grip on the leather steering wheel before turning to the two and asking ''S-so... Who's going first?'' 

Micheal and Grayson looked at Lee who shifted in his seat. ''Why m-me?'' Lee asked nervously. Grayson adjusted his glasses and shrugged ''I mean... Y-you're in the mafia. That should mean that you are used to these kinds of situations?'' Lee gritted his teeth as he was hit with the sickening realization that one of them had to leave the car. Micheal gulped lowly when the rain had slowly ceased. Lee's hand slowly trembled as he reached to the seat next to him and picked up a Webley revolver. He inspected the revolver and spun the barrel which revealed six bullets in the chamber. 

''You two owe me around.'' Micheal scoffed ''That we do, and Grayson is paying'' Grayson scoffed ''Of course I have to pay. You can't even rub two nickels together.'' The ballbusting set off a chain of chuckles throughout the car. ''This... This may be a trap.'' Lee mumbled to himself before stepping out of the car and onto the wet pavement. His footsteps sounded like boulders crashing down on stone which every step he took towards the Cadillac. He looked back at the Bentley and noticed the wet roof which was installed the day earlier for this specific hit as to not be seen.

 He turned back to the Cadillac and approached the window only to find the woman sitting in the passenger seat with her throat slit. Blood ran down her neck and onto her clothes which were stained with red liquid. Lee looked on in awe and thoughts about morals and life questions ran in his head. Before he knew it. Gunshots rang through the streets as the bullets had hit Micheal and Grayson. Lee took cover behind the Cadillac ignoring the traumatizing scene. Lee peered around the Cadillac and saw a man armed with a Thompson submachine gun tearing the car apart. The gun stopped firing and a loud dog bark could be heard. Lee was distracted by it. So much so that he didn't even hear the person creep up on him and kick him in the back of the head. Lee groaned in pain but recovered quickly as he shot the Webley at the assailant which had grazed his cheek.

 The assailant flinched back as he groaned ''Aw, you bastard!'' Lee got up attempted to fire again but that's when the gun jammed thus he resorted to using it as a blunt weapon rotating the weapon and bashing the man's ribs with the butt of the wet revolver. The man grabbed his arm and hit the weapon out of his hand. Out of options and hope. Lee resorted to punching the man in the face as hard as he could manage which flung the man back. Lee laughed as he gloated a bit. ''Don't mess with an American mobster you fucking idiot-'' He saw one of the men coming at him with the Thompson submachine gun. 

Lee's reflexes weren't as sharp enough thus he was knocked to the ground when the butt of the gun hit him right in the face. Lee fell to the ground and stared at the Bentley. It's exterior remained a mess of bullets and leaking gas. soft footsteps approached the stunned Lee who was on the ground pondering if this was truly the end for him. A loud chuckle called out to the streets. It took Lee a moment to figure it out as he realized it was from Jeremy. Lee tried to crawl away but was subsequently kicked in the stomach for doing so. ''Now now. Can't let you escape after an attempted hit on my life, eh?'' 

Lee raised an eyebrow and mumbled ''Go... To... Hell'' Jeremy squatted down next to Lee with a sadistic smile ''I'm already there.'' The Bentley's car door opened and a dying Micheal crawled out of it. The groans of pain could be heard from the whole of London. Lee panted as he looked at the Bentley and Jeremy ''L-let him go...'' Jeremy looked up at the man wielding the machine gun and grinned ''You heard the man. Let him go. End his suffering'' Lee's eyes shot up ''N-no! W-wait!'' He attempted to stand up and supported himself on the hood of the Cadillac as he watched the man step on Micheal's back and unload a full drum magazine into his back.

 Jeremy laughed as he noticed that the car started to catch on fire because of the leaking gas. ''O-oh. This one's a doozy. Watch this'' The man got away just in time as the car exploded, sending shrapnel everywhere. Jeremy laughed as the ongoing destruction followed. Lee looked down at his feet and panted as he was about to pass out. Jeremy leaned closer and whispered ''The Lucky Shots never fall back down...'' Lee spat into Jeremy's face to which Jeremy hit him right in the face as a response. Lee's head struck the hood of the car and rendered him unconscious. Jeremy shook his hand and panted ''Damn, that guy has a face made out of steel or something.'' The man with him sighed ''We should leave now, sir'' Jeremy walked away in a huff before saying ''You're not even fun''

December 5th. The Strand Borough Hospital. 16:48. 1925.

Lee awoke to a blinding white light. It took some time for his eyes to adjust when he saw Edwards and Klein sit next Lee on his bed. Klein was already fast asleep but Edwards was trembling with excitement. ''E-Edwards... I'' He attempted to sit up straight to get a better view at Edwards. Chalet walked in wearing her nurse's clothing and pushed Lee down ''No no honey. You should rest before it gets any worse.'' She poured some water in a glass for him and raised his head so that he could drink. Lee gulped down the water and fell back onto the pillow with a soft thud. ''I couldn't save... Micheal and Grayson... They're both...'' Edwards sighed in disbelieve ''I know... They were good men'' Edwards stood up and held up a letter. ''This has the address to that assholes house. It was on the woman that Jeremy had murdered as a distraction'' Edwards said nonchalantly which ticked Lee off ''Oh for fuck sake.'' Lee sat up straight '

'At least pretend that you give a shit you f-fucking psycho!'' Edwards dropped the note on Klein's lap who slowly awoke due to the commotion ''I'm the psychopath... Yet the man who commits these heinous acts is righteous?'' Edwards spoke with bass in his voice. Klein yawned a bit ''Charlie is In New York settling business with Don Grazie there. He usually hangs around at the Lambson's pub in the Bronx on 44th street'' Edwards smiled ''That's right... The Neatly Twins come around with their information well I'd have to say.'' Lee sank back into his pillow and closed his eyes ''Our next move is simple.'' The two looked at Edwards as he said that ''A battle of wits''

The 1920's also commonly known as the ''roaring '20s'' saw a major crime spike at the hand of Prohibition. A young and daring journalist and a childish criminal mastermind take to the streets to form a strange friendship where they both seek the same thing; a reason to live.

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Miranda isn’t sure if she is transgendered or a lesbian. When Cal, a gay boy her age comes to stay next door for the summer, they become close. Even though they are opposites, they are both outsiders, and their friendship blossoms over the summer. Could there be romance despite their differences?<br><br>Then twins Ada and Van move into the neighborhood, and Miranda finds herself torn between them. She can’t decide who she’s more attracted to -- Ada, who may be lesbian, or Van, who is transgendered. Will she find love with one of them instead?

Jesse is used to Valentine’s Day passing without finding his own sweetheart. But suddenly he starts receiving gifts from a secret admirer.<br><br>With encouragement from his too-sexy roommate Gilbert, Jesse opens himself to the idea that someone is actually interested in him. Though he has his doubts, Jesse can't help but wonder if his admirer could finally be the man of his dreams.

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