An unnamed boy gets thrown into a dating sims game that his sister dared him to play on his way to her office. But not everything is as it seems to be, especially not with the appearance of a fox that seems more annoying than helpful and countless near death experiences. Isn't this supposed to be a dating sims game?

Paused.
Transmigrating into the last game he played before his death, Kenj or Ace, as he is known now, got stuck in the latest, most popular Otome Game. Cursing his luck, he began to notice that this cute little game is not as he thought it was.

*Not my cover art.

Im just a plain office worker died in a lame way. and got reincarnated to a world of dating Sims as a weapon?!

'The fuck! This bitch is indirectly cussing all of us to our face!' fumed the upperclassmen as the more they listened to him.
 
"Easy! Easy! Little brother spare some of ur upperclassmen's dignity! We seem to be wasting time standing in the pathway, why don't we continue our discussion on how bad the upperclassmen were as we drive you to your class?"
 
"Hai! Big brother is the most knowledgeable, look at me wasting time. I will ride shotgun on the Bhenz Z-class! Ah! It's a coupe, I will ride with that big brother, why don't you keep standing here in the middle of the pathway and give some other underclassman a lift?"
 
'Fuck! You little shit what did you take me for?!' fumed Filip in his mind.
 
"This… little brother how can I accept that? I will drive escort in the other car!"
 
"But…"
 
"No argument little brother! I have to make sure that my little brother's safety, I insist!"
 
"This… Alright! Since, the big brother said so, I will allow it…"
 
'You little crap! You will allow it? I will fucking make you a mincemeat today!'
 
With a strained smile, the trio of bullies struggled hard to maintain their guise. It took them a lot of restraint to not beat the crap out of Thoran in the very pathway.
 
Thoran acted oblivious to everything as he was enamored by the brand new limited edition coupe. Having a strict mom, Thoran couldn't even afford a taxi, much less a luxury car.
 
'Heh, I've been waiting long to spit on the face these prodigal whores. You sluts are too young to trick me, your grandpa.'
 
 
'I wonder, do the seats of the expensive car are like the massage chairs in the mall. Hmmm, I must take this opportunity to thoroughly experience the life of the rich.'
 
 
Thoran was bullied so much, he got numbed to it and sought small benefits at his misery. Like the time he was shut in the locker of the girls' changing room, he immediately stopped his crying and begging as soon as the locked door was shut and positioned him for the best angle to peek at the girls.
 
Thoran knew that these bastards would bully him no matter what, so he went with the flow, rather than oppose it.
 
'sigh! I was hoping to be free from bullying at least till the first recess' with a downtrodden look Thoran got into the luxury car.
 
 
"Big brother can you turn on the massage seats, my butt was aching from sitting on the small cycle seat," saying so Thoran obscene rubbed his ass on the custom racer seats with an expectant look, which only looked more perverted to the upperclassman.
 
 
"What massage seats? There is no such thing!"
 
 
"Che… Then why is it so expensive?"
 
 
"Your car is useless just like you…" Thoran muttered under his breath, which the upperclassman clearly heard...
 
 
"What did you say you little…"
 
 
 
"Don't raise your voice or I will complain to big brother!��� threatened Thoran, as he stuck his head out and waved at Filip in the car behind him.
 
"Hahaha, yes yes, Filip will take good care of you, just you wait!" Ramon Franco, the friend of Filip and a member of the judo club, stepped hard on the accelerator, as he drove deep into the school ground.
 
'Sigh! And that's how my Mondays' begin, taking a lift to be bullied… well, I should make the best of it, till I can and make it worth the pain afterward!'
 
 
"Big brother turn on some music!"
 
 
"Turn that A/C on don't be stingy on the gas money…"
 
 
"Can you drift like a dope racer?"
 
 
"I… I… SHUT UP!"
 
 
"Cheh… what's the point of owning a sports car when you can't even drift… useless…" muttered Thoran, making Ramon's veins pop.
 
 
"What did you say?!"
 
 
"Sorry sorry, haha big brother I meant the car was useless, not you… but ….you still drive this sports car like an old lady, right?"
 
 
"FUCK!"
 
 
Filip who was trailing Ramon with another car, saw Ramon's car sped up on the pathway into the woods. West Shores Elite's campus is a total of over 500 hectares, it is a mammoth property taking almost 1/30th of the entire city.
 
Since the school only take in the rich and gifted children, the school student populace is only in hundreds. Therefore, most of the campus space is just trees and wilderness.
 
"Heh, Ramon was hesitant to fix up that bicycle bitch and now he could not wait for the fun to begin. What a two-faced cunt! Hahaha," gaggled Filip in glee as he trailed close behind Roman, thinking of ways to humiliate Thoran.

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"What are your terms?"

"Simple. Become a demigod within a century and challenge the God of Love. I want you to humiliate him!" finished Israfil with a deranged look in his eyes.

"Israfil, I don't know what has happened to you in the past, but you shouldn't take out your incapacity on me. You make this wager not to fuck up the God of Love, you subconsciously think it's impossible, so you go for the next best thing; to take what you can out of me. Am I right?"

"…I…" when Israfil took a moment to think, he knew Charlie was right. He wasn't considering ruining the God of Love, but just making the best of the situation. Maximizing the gains and minimizing the losses.

"Unlike you, my intention is firm in ripping a new one in him. He ruined up my life, not for karmic judgment or divine retribution, but just because of some petty grumbling between the egoistic bastards of the God Realm. I plan to fuck up every single OP man-whores of God Realm."

"Well, in that case... I'd give you a more realistic term. The fate contract will still serve as a guillotine and keep you motivated and can serve as insurance if you turn up to be just all talks trash. How does a millennium sound?"

"No…"

"A thousand-year is more than enough for a diligent cultivator or practitioner to make it to demigod level unless he is utter trash."

"I didn't say 1000 years was too little. First tell me, who has achieved demigod level the quickest?"

"Hmmm… a century. Usually, sons and daughters of Gods will become demigods within a century even if they sleep for the whole 100 years. After all, they have God's blood in their veins."

"Will demigods be able to defeat a God?"

"I understand where you are coming from… Though a demigod is no match for a real God, that fact applies only to God Realm. The max ceiling of a God's decent is at the demigod level in the mortal realms. Though the Mother Realm is the foundation of all reality, it is still considered as a Mortal Realm."

"Hmm, I understand. There is no need to change the term of the Fate contract. I agree to your terms, I will step into the level of Demigods within a century and defeat the God of Love and humiliate him. I will make sure that everyone in the God Realm will hear of sanctity being trampled on within the 100 years of my time in the Mother Realm."

"I don't understand you mortal. Even if you are confident, you don't necessarily have to agree to the unfavorable terms. Especially, when I, myself, am willing to change it for you."
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         
"As a human, I am used to a short life. To me, a hundred years is already long enough to be bored with life. Moreover, I'm being reincarnated with decades worth of memory and experience. You may be willing to wait to see the ruin of the God of Love, but I am impatient for it."

"If you are already this impatient, why not readily agree when I first proposed it?"

"Ha-ha, to fish up benefits of course…"

"I didn't say, I will give you anything precious other than the Sage Arts," coldly stated Israfil.

"I never said I wanted anything precious."

"Wait… what…"

"Israfil, I wanted to make sure that you know that I am putting my life on the line making a deal with you. I want you to know that you are not making a bad deal with me. I cannot negotiate for benefits, because I don't know what is valuable and what is not. After all, I am just a day's dead, or least that's my memory of it. The knowledge of the afterlife and Gods is still limited to me, despite our long conversation. But I do know one thing, even the trash of a divine being is an unimaginable treasure for a mortal. We have a unified goal and I'm betting my life on it. Help me as much as you can," finished Charlie with a half-bow to Israfil.

"You! ...You Devil! ...you charmed me from being your handler to your ally…" the Archangel's back was drenched in sweat as he realized how he was led by the nose by Charlie.

"This is how you make the best deal," calmly smiled Charlie.

Sigh!

"You made me believe in you, which is a lot, considering that you are just a mortal consciousness. I will leave you with a sky ring that contains my various unneeded possession over the years. Be careful of the wealth that will be in your possession, as you said, even the trash of a divine being is an unimaginable treasure for the mortals. I will plant the Totem Rune of Sex in your consciousness to counterbalance the hypnotic whispers of the Rune of Self-Sacrifice."

"You sure that the two rune implants will make me a soul puppet of both?"

"I am fairly certain," Israfil continued with a playful smile, "besides, do you think you have any other option but trusting me?"

"F*ck! Do it!"

Charlie gritted his teeth and got ready for pain. From his experience of Israfil observing the Totem Rune of the God of Love, Charlie knew that planting a Rune into his consciousness is going to be more painful, and he was completely right…

ARRRGHHHHH!

As soon as Israfil started, Charlie screamed uncontrollably as the pain was too much, his thoughts crumbled and his consciousness went into a coma to protect his spiritual energy…

"Hey…"

"Hey!"

"Wakey wakey… we are almost at the Mother Realm… Get a look at the true reality of the mortal world…

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charlie Shawn has always admired the big movie star or the world-renowned party animal Charlie Shean. However, their lives can never be more different. Charlie Shawn had sex with the first girl he kissed and ended up married to her.
Charlie has not much interest in anything other than sex, he is an underperformer and average in things not related to sex.

Sadly, his religious wife does not share the same enthusiasm for his heavenly act of fucking or so he thought until he caught his almost 'celibate' wife choking-up on his friend's hard cock. Heartbroken Charlie realized that though he has the heart of a great lover, his mediocrity extends even to his performance in sex. 

More than the betrayal, Charlie could not tolerate the envy and defeat he felt when he compared himself to his model-looking friend when he compared his 6 inches little brother to that guy’s thick 8 inches 'shlong'. 

Devastated over the betrayal, Charlie was betrayed again, as he was pushed down from a building. However, when he crashed on the ground, he did not die. He traveled back in time over 150 years to an alternate reality, to an era where sex is still a taboo to discuss and women's satisfaction is an alien concept.

Charlie Shawn will lead a sex revolution from his porn knowledge and perverted desires, duping innocent and pure maiden of the olden times, seducing princesses, queens, priests, widows, housewives, and any beautiful women who are curious about sex.

"W-will you go out with me Oga-san?"

As she said those words, her eyes teared up.

"I've always liked you from the very beginning, when we first met it was love at first sight! T-that's why I want to b-be always with you Oga-san!"

Then she hugged Oga tight as if she never wants to let him go.

"I will, I will go out with you, because I've always liked you as well Aiko so let's get married and have 4 children!" replied Oga.


Aiko smiled and nodded and they lived happily ever after.

                              GAME OVER 
                                 You Win
                               Ending 8/8


"Another victory for the legendary erogame and dating game master Oga Takanake!"

My name is Oga Takanake, I am 17 years old and I live by myself in this cheap apartment. I really don't have any quality looks and I don't have many friends, most of them are male. I don't have any girlfriends like in my games. And I don't have any siblings. I have a stubborn childhood friend who I cherish like a little sister. My family owns a huge farm and when I was little I used to help them out. Mom and Dad are always nice to me and they always encourage me on my hobbies even if it's playing erogames. Between dating sims and erogames, I am far more superior in erogames. Now I know what you're thinking, "Oh this is just another lame virgin otaku which gets close to a popular girl and they fell in love blah blah blah..." 
I hate to break it to you but, it's not like that. I am indeed a virgin otaku. No popular girl likes lonely guy cliché. I'm just a guy who loves dating sims. But I'm not lame, in fact in my school I have the title "Love Messiah" because most of the males come to me for advice. Advice on games? No, LOVE ADVICE. Yes you heard me, love advice. Whether it's about the perfect mood for confessions or girlfriend trouble or how to progress in a relationship, I'm their go to guy. I never failed to satisfy my clients (most of them have been rejected because the girl was way out of their league) and I am proud to help my fellow male partners. Even if I never fell in love before, I am confident that my experience in dating games are enough to help me in real life.

August 18, 6:32 Am
- My Apartment -

Eggs for breakfast, it's always like this. Wake up early, prepare breakfast, eat and take a shower and go to school. My school is an ordinary school. It has a balanced gender count: 55% Boys and 45% Girls. It's your typical high school campus in your average dating sim. Perfect environment for me right? Well I'm not lying, it really is ordinary. It's plain and there's nothing out of the ordinary.
Well except a cherry blossom tree in the middle of the campus. The tree has been dubbed the "Tree Of Rejection." As the name suggests it's where people get rejected most of the time. I can't blame them, it's a pretty tree, it has a bench underneath the shade, perfect environment for confessing to the person you like. But like Newton's Third law, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. When a confession comes, there's bound to be a rejection. 
People avoid the tree because they say it's cursed and you'll never find love. Nobody sits at the bench, nobody except me! 
It's the perfect place to play my erogames! 
Just the thought of playing it underneath the cool shade makes me excited. It's where I spend most of my lunch break. Just eating and playing.

Same Day, 9:32 Am
- My Classroom -

Every classroom has a housing space for 30 to 40 students, and in my class there are 20 boys and 15 girls. I don't have many female friends, I only have a few. But when it comes to male friends, I have a lot.
They come to me for advice all the time, and I enjoy hanging out with them. And there's one person who I consider as a best friend, Ritsu Kobayashi. Athletic, smart, nice, good-looking, your typical dating sim guy. I call him Richie sometimes because he reminds me of Richi in one of my fantasy erogames. He always gets confessed to almost everyday and he politely turns them down because he already likes someone. AND HE NEVER TELLS ME WHO SHE IS. Despite his attributes he lacks a certain stat, courage. He is really shy when I always talk about how to confess to the girl he likes. He never listens to me because he says that games are different from real life. I'm telling you, he'll regret not taking my advice.

Same Day, 12:00 Pm
- Tree Of Rejection -

"I can't wait to play Beach Babes 2! The new update has new characters and swimsuits! I can't wait to test out the new events, I've been saving up my chat stamina to grind affection levels! This is the day I've been waiting for!"

"You really like erogames huh? Oga?"

Ritsu said.


"You know me too well Richie. This is by far the best game Hirogane helped out this month! He really is the best!" 

"Hiro? Gane?"

"Eh? You never heard about the legendary Hirogane? Are you serious Richie?" I replied.

"No? What is it?"

"Hirogane was an author of many webnovels and the webnovels he made were used by various game companies and distributed to the erogame community! What's even better is that he also works part time with them to draw the characters! He truly is amazing!"

"You want to be like him huh?"

 Ritsu asked.

"Not really, I am not talented like him or you, but, I hope one day I can accomplish something."

 I replied as I opened up my phone to open my game.

"I'm gonna buy some juice, want some Oga?"

"No thanks."

I lied, I was thirsty after all that explaining. It was his fault for not knowing the legendary Hirogane. Plus if I do take his offer, he'll probably charge me later. I don't have enough money today since I'm saving up to purchase a limited edition erogame. I'm hoping to buy it this month before my birthday and maybe I'll buy some cake?

"Oga Takanake?"

"Huh?"

As I turned around I saw a girl. Long hair, cute face, it was like one of the girls in my games. She was like an exact copy or something. Her way of talking, no doubt she's either a kuudere ;(definition: someone who is cold and emotionless on the outside but inside they hold a strong feeling of affection to the person they like) or gentle type. What's this feeling? I feel fuzzy. It's as if I can see sparkles floating around like some romantic comedy manga. What is this feeling, this weird and odd sensation. Every time I glance at her it gets worse.  Seriously this is bad, really bad. Do I have some sort of virus? Crap, this is the first time experienced this, wait why is she looking for me? I better ask her.

"Yes I'm Oga, what do you wa--"

"My name is Shira Kitsune, I like your friend Ritsu Kobayashi. Please help me to be with him because it was love at first sight. I will gladly repay you with anything. Please I beg you"

"W-What!?"

"Please give me advice later, meet me at the gate at 4:00 Pm." 

She quickly ran away and something fell out of her bag. It's a pencil with a bear eraser on the other end. But she likes Ritsu? But she'll just get rejected right? I feel sorry for her. I better tell Ritsu about this. Speak of the devil.

"Yo Richie, a girl came he--"

"That pencil, that belongs to Shira right? What's it doing here?" he asked.

"You know her? Well she dropped it while she was runn--"

"Yes I know her, she's the girl I like"

Then in my point of the view the world stopped. The feeling earlier is gone now. I don't know why. But when Ritsu also said he likes her, it just stopped. Now she has a chance. What will I do? Why do I feel, disappointed? 

"Oga? Are you okay? You were spacing out, that's unusual of you."

"Oh sorry, I'm not feeling well today. I'll go to the nurse's office."

A lie.

"I'll take you there come on let's go."

"No thanks Ritsu, I'm fine going by myself, I don't want to bother you, I'll just probably drink some water, I'm actually starting to feel a little better now."

Also a lie.

"Oh okay, take care Oga."

What's happening to me? Damn it, what's this feeling?! Maybe I should really go to the nurse's office. Nah, I'll just drink some water and go back to the classroom. Oh yeah.

"Meet me at the gate at 4:00 Pm."

That's what she said, I probably need to give her good advice since she actually has a chance but, for some reason everytime I think about it, it makes me feel weird again...

Same day, 4:01 Pm
- Gate -

"You actually came, thank you."

She replied to me with a smile.

"Listen, Shira was it? Look Rich-- er, I mean Ritsu also likes you so you actually have a chance."

"Oh?" 

She blushed.

"So I think you don't need my help, just be yourself."

I really don't want to help.

"Be myself? I see."

She then took out a pair of false glasses and wore them, tied her hair to a pony tail and removed her jacket and tied it around her waist.

"Then please teach me what to say."

This girl is hopeless...

"Okay fine sheesh, just one time then it's all up to you." I replied in an annoyed tone.

"Thank you." 

And her genuine smile made me realize how Ritsu fell in love with her. Could it be that I? Nah, it's scientifically impossible.



                          - Chapter 1 End -                       

                               Save File?
                              >Yes    No

Paused this novel for a while.
I admit that the plot for this is trash and I deleted the old chapters. And I'll be resuming this project once I thought of a better story line.

I'm experimenting on different genres to write about and so far this one is the most complex one I thought of. The synopsis:

Oga Takenawa, 17 year old boy who is an expert on dating games and ero games gives advice to his classmates about love despite him having no experience at it. One day a girl named Shira Kitsune asked him for advice that she wants to get together with Oga's classmate. This is the first time Oga gives advice to a girl and this also the first time Oga gets a friend. The story revolves the mischiefs and failed attempts of the duo added with multiple misunderstandings and a complex feeling for Oga. Will he be able to help Shira out? And is it really possible to get love advice from an erogamer?

That's the main synopsis (for now). Anyways, I apologize to the others who got a chance to read the original chapters. I'll be resuming this in no time. 

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  "No," I laughed. "I'm from the Rewi era." I stretched my back on the chair. "It's nowhere near Norse, and for all we know, Norse Mythology is fake, made up. We don't know if it happened." 
  "Then how do you know about it?" Sora tilted her head. "If it's so far off from your history."
  "Well, I studied up a lot on Mythologies."
  Mythologies were my favorite thing. I studied them even after I dropped out of school. 
  "So that's how you knew about Elves? And what about Vampires?" Rubellia asked. "You didn't seem surprised when you found out Torappu was one."
  "Well, in my world, vampires originated from a place called Eastern Europe, it's folklore, meaning it's fake. They aren't real. But there are movies and video games about them. Same with Elves." 
  "Movies? Games?" Han made a confused face.
  "Long story, I won't talk about those." I said. 
  "So, you played these...Games, with Elves and Vampires?" Patora asked.
  "Yeah. The Elves were always portrayed as beautiful and power beings. Just like they are hear. Vampires were blood sucking monsters. Though some idiot created this series about Vampires and love. Then again, most the games I played with Elves an Vampires were dating sims..."
  "...Dating... Sims?" 
  Crap, did I say that out loud?
  "What's that?" Rubellia asked, intrigued. 
  "Well..., It's were you get to pick a girlfriend, but it's all fake. It's not a real girl." 
  "And you played them with Elves and Vampires?" Sora narrowed her eyes.
  "Elves, Vampires, regular girls, cat girls. I did them all." 
  Best to be honest about it.
  "Cat girls? So the cursed Beast-kin are known of in that world too?" Sora sneered.
  "Hey, don't call them that," I said with a scowl. "They aren't cursed, not the ones from my world, nor this one. I mean, I can't use magic either, so am I also cursed?" 
  "But that's different. You're not from this wo—" 
  "Do you think everyone else would agree with that?" I interjected. "If we told the state about me, wouldn't they most likely say I was a cursed being or something? They may even try to kill me." 
  She fell silent. 
  "Look, it's cool. Just don't judge people off of what you hear. You all think I'm cool, and you didn't even know I wasn't from this world until three days ago. So maybe if you met one of these Beast-kin and didn't treat them rudely, you may think they, too, are cool." 
  "Egh. You sound like an old man giving us wisdom. In fact, now that I think about it, you've always sounded like an old man." 
  "She's right. You complain like an old man. Like when we were in Torappu's office and you blamed the government. That's something an old man would do." 
  Sora and Han both jumped at the chance to call me an old man, making me cringe.
   "I mean, I was twenty-eight in my world, not seventeen." I shrugged.
  "So you really are an old man!" Sora exclaimed.
  "Ngh! No!" I expostulated. "Twenty-eight isn't old! I may say things that sound old, but it's really just how I th—stop looking at me like that!" She was giving me a sad look, the one you give to people when they try and say they're innocent but are actually guilty.
  "Whatever you say," she rolled her eyes. 
  "Tch. Well, if you want to keep calling me an old man, then I guess I can call you a gerontophilic." 
  "A what?"
  "Heh, it's someone who's only sexually attracted to the elderly." 
  "Huhhh! That's definitely not me! And if it was, we'd all be gui—don't you give me that same look I gave you!" She huffed. "Fine then, if that's the case, I guess that makes you a lolicon!" 
  "Huh! Definitely not!" 
  "No, if you are an old man, you are a lolicon," Patora chimed in from where she was sitting.       
 "How? To be a lolicon I'd have to be sexually attracted to younger girls," I asserted.
  "Well, the way ya look at our bodies, it's clear ya fin' an interest in us," Ellie remarked. "Or are ya sayin' we ain' sexually attractive?" All the girls looked at me. 
  "Hey, y'all said it; I'm just an old man, and I just see y'all as kids...Hey, what are you doing? No! Stay away! Han, help me!" The girls were all trying to strangle me as I reached for him. 
   "Hey, come on girls, relax. I don't think he meant it, he just said it because he doesn't want to be branded a lolicon." Han said calmly. At that the girls stopped trying to kill me and went back to how they were.
  "Thank you," I said, rubbing my neck. 
So... Is that true?" Rubellia asked.
  "What?" 
  "That you only see us as kids? Is that why you don't do anything with us? Why you don't make any moves even though we make it well clear that we wouldn't mind if you did." As she spook her hands had clenched into fists. 
  Well...I guess that's part of it. I may be seventeen in this world, but my brain is technically still twenty-eight. And it'd be weird to make any moves on kids. I imagine stuff, b-but that's completely different! I actually blame these bodies hormones for that.
  "Uh... I don't know what you mean by that. You never did anything to make it clear," I tried avoiding the question. 
  "What!" Seems it worked, seeing as how all the girls yelled in sync.
  "I literally put my breasts in your face, several times!" Sora exclaimed. "And I kissed you!"  
  "Yeah, I rubbed myself on you t—wait, you kissed him?!" Rubellia shifted her gaze from me to Sora.
  "I kissed you too," Patora pouted. "And I even asked you to marry me." 
  "Y-yeah, but that's..."
  "You kissed him too!" Sora and Rubellia interjected in sync as they looked at Patora.
    The girls started bickering back and forth, except Ellie, who sighed as she stood up.


My name is Kichirou Saiyaku, and I’m your average shut-in NEET. Gaming and anime are my life, everything else can go die in a fire!
  One day, I woke up and found myself in a world of magic, monsters, and even other races like Elves and BeastKin. Like, is this a dream come true!
  But the reality is I’m weak. Like what the hell! I came to this world level 1 with stats lower than that of a baby! On top of that, I was summoned here by one of the seven Gods to be her chosen hero, and she’s telling me it was a mistake?! What kind of Goddess misspells her hero’s name?!
  Seriously, why did the God of Love choose me?!

(Guys, so I know initiation is coming to an end but I have a MAJOR plot twist planned. Please keep reading, you won't regret it! And yes, I skipped forward 2 days to skip the sims, I felt like it wasn't needed)
The next 2 days passed in a flash. Initiation was now over, and we were waiting for our rankings, which would be announced later tonight. A lot had happened over the last 2 days. Emma and Dean are now together, and I think it's kinda cute. Liam still doesn't know about them being together though, and I don't think he's going to be very pleased, with Emma being his ex and all. 
Jess is doing really well, she had a little break down last night, but she's good now. I haven't seen Liam much around the compound, but when I do I don't make eye contact and ignore him. We're now back in the dorm since Jess is doing better, and so we don't get caught by leaders for staying in an apartment before we're officially dauntless. 
I wake up that morning, earlier so I can have more time for the rest of the day before the results tonight. I have been doing pretty well in the sims, getting out in 4 or 5 minutes at least. Still, I'm nervous about which rank I'll get, since that also determines which job I would get. If I get in. 
I get up and I see Jake already up, so that surprises me. 
"Hey" I tell him getting up 
"Hey" He says rubbing his eyes
"Why are you up so early?" I ask, going over to him
"I don't know I just couldn't sleep" He tells me
"Are you okay?" I ask him, sitting down
"I'm fine" He says smiling, putting his hand on my cheek "How are you feeling about tonight?" 
"Scared" I tell him
He puts down his hand and says "Why, you have the fastest time out of everyone"
"Yeah, but what if it's not good enough?" I tell him. He makes a sad expression and I say "I mean, sure I did good on the sims, but what if the fighting wasn't good enough?"
"Rose, you're going to be fine" Jake says pulling me in for a hug. 
"Wow, you must really be serious if you called me Rose" I say, hugging him back
He laughs and I say "Oh, I should go shower"
"Okay" Jake says 
"Oh, since it's 5:30, do you wanna go walk around the compound?" I ask him
"Wait but wouldn't all the lights be out?" Jake says
"Yeah, it looks the most beautiful at this time" I say
"Ok, yeah let's do it" he smiles
"Great" I smile back
I grab my clothes and go to shower, being quick so I don't waste much time today. I brush my teeth, comb out my hair, and put on some makeup and then leave the bathroom. Jake's already in a shower as well, so I wait until he's done. No one else is up at this time, so it's just gonna be us walking around. 
When he walks out I say "Ready?" 

"Yup" He says, taking my hand
We walk out the door quietly so we don't wake anyone else and walk down to the chasm. Just like yesterday, the moon is shining in through the glass above us and the entire compound is echoed with the sound of the crashing waves. 
"Wow, you were right" Jake says
"It's beautiful isn't it?" I tell him
"Not as beautiful as you" He says to me 
I smile and lean in and kiss him, and he wraps his arms around my waist and kisses me back. After a few seconds pass we pull away, and I wrap him in a hug. He hugs me back tightly, one hand around my waist and another on the back of my head,  and we stay they for a while. 
"Jake" I say 
"Yeah?" He says looking at me, still keeping his arms around me
"Whatever happens tonight I'll always love you" I say, trying not to cry
"Me too" He says, tears dropping from his eyes. 
I smile and wipe them away and he kisses my forehead. I put my head on his shoulder and we stand like that for a while, before deciding we should keep walking around. When we've walked around most of the compound already, it's already 6:00 AM. We walk back to wait by the chasm, since that's where our friends would most likely meet us. Soon after Katherine comes and slings her arms over mine and Jake's shoulders, from in between us. 
"Morning guys" Katherine says 
"Hey Kath!" I smile at her
"You guys ready for tonight?" Katherine asks
I groan and say "Please don't remind me"
She laughs and says "Okay, okay" and comes to stand beside me. Soon after Jess comes, and so does Jonathan. A little while after Dean and Emma walk in. They all come to stand by us, and just then Liam walks by and Dean has his arm around Emma's waist. 
Liam grabs Deans shoulder and turns him around to face him. 
"What so now we're dating each other's ex's?" Liam asks 
"Didn't think you'd care, seeing how you cheated on her" Dean tells him
"Oh my god, it is way too early for this" I whisper, running my fingers through my hair.
"Oh ok so what, you're gonna date Jess after now too?" Liam says, pushing Dean a little 
"No, because unlike you I don't think about other girls when I'm already with someone" Dean says back 
Liam seems a little thrown off and says "Wow, that's how it is now, huh? We used to be best friends what happened to that?" 
"You became an ass" Dean says, poking Liam and pushing him back a little. 
"You're going to regret this" Liam says, pointing to Liam "And you are too" He says pointing to me. 

"How did I get dragged into this?" I say 
"You're the reason all of this happened in the first place! I'll make you see it" Liam yells at me, then walks away. 
Dean looks at me worriedly and I do the same. What could Liam possibly have planned?

Rose, a girl from Abnegation and sister to Tobias Eaton is wanting badly to escape from her past by joining Dauntless, just like her brother did.

  Keldon's hands shivered. He crunched back another coffee bean, closing his eyes and taking another deep breath as he let his gaze wander over the soil and rusted steel of his surroundings.
  He'd given up on sleep tonight, it just wasn't happening.
  The morning light pulled up over the horizon, casting bands of orange tint over the cool morning dew. But even the sunshine hadn't been able to break the spell of weight that bogged down Keldon.
  He'd wandered back to the campsite after the horrifying encounter last night, jumping like a rabbit at every creak and whistle. What lies had he taken? What truth did the monster want to steal from him?
  Keldon bounced his foot on its heel and fidgeted with the scarf that Deat- Yan rather, had given him. It was silky and soft. A fleeting comfort during the still night. Every bump in the night had already chased away any hopes he wanted of peaceful rest.
  "Too much…" murmured Keldon.
  Too much to think about.
  The Grand Academy. His scribe entrance exams. Final calamity. The monster. Truths. Lies. Mastering the Names. Returning the names. Returning the Master of Names. And that's just a start, he hadn't even thought about what he was going to even do once he'd gotten to the Grand Academy and how he was going to avoid The Divine once he was there.
  Creeping laughter burbled up from his chest as Keldon found himself giggling.
  "hah…haha….HAahahah!"
  It was a painful laugh. The kind of tension release that one only drew on when they came face-to-face with overwhelming pressure and bearing mountains. Honestly, what else was there even to do? He just let his laughter embrace the sheer absurdity of it all.
  Moments later, after giggling himself to cramped cheeks and a painful stomach, catharsis pulled him into its insane bliss. It pushed his mind away from its swirls and worries, helping Keldon clear his thoughts.
  First thing's first. He needed to make it to the Grand Academy in time for his entrance exams. There was nothing else he could reasonably plan until he knew for certain he'd have access to one of the largest banks of information on the continent. Everything else, he could hold off on until later.
  A familiar cooing, however, interrupted Keldon's thoughts as the serenity of the was shattered by Darian's alarm clock cuckooing into the morning air.
  There was a ruffling of blankets underneath the caravan as Darian woke up with a thump and a crunch.
  "Hooo-WEE! Can't wait to rabble me up some breakfast!" said Darian, in a muffled voice.
  Darian crawled out from underneath the cart and popped up like a jack-in-the-box. He bounced with a spring in his step, shuffling over to the back of the cart and turning off the alarm.
  "Goodest of Mornings Keldon! The early bear gets the bee spit am I right?"
  "Morning Darian, you okay?" said Keldon, doing his best to seem chipper.
  "Just peachy! why do you ask?" asked Darian.
  "Sounds like you hit it pretty hard."
  "Happens every morning. It's why I keep my leftover eggshells tied to the bottom of the cart to soften the blow."
  "Right. Whatever works I guess, glad to hear you're okay," said Keldon.
  Darian paused for a moment, letting his eyes linger on Keldon as the sweat of tension built up underneath his clothes.
  "Something the matter?" asked Darian.
  "What? No. Nothing's the matter. I'm great. What…what makes you say that?" stammered Keldon.
  "You reek of thoughts," said Darian, plugging his nose. "Gross thoughts too."
  Keldon raised an eyebrow, lifting up his armpits to take a whiff. His nose wrinkled at the pungent smell, remembering that he hadn't taken a bath in weeks.
  "Sorry, I'll wash up in a second. When are we leaving for the capital by the way?" asked Keldon, forcing the point.
  "Uncle Darian, when's breakfast?" asked Clara, interrupting their conversation and sneaking up behind the two of them.
  Was it just his imagination or did Clara seem a little more… childish than usual? Her posture was relaxed, and she clutched a wool blanket close to her chest, bright-eyed like a normal kid for once.
  "Oh well Oh my, what a pleasant surprise! Glad to see you here today!" said Darian.
  "It'll be out in a minute dear," called Sims.
  He scampered down from his tree branch, scuttling up beside Clara as he placed his hand on her back. Sims put himself between Clara and Keldon, blocking his view of her as Sims led Clara back to the caravan.
  "Why don't we do Uncle Darian and our new friend here a favor and help get some ingredients set up, hm? The lad seems rather antsy to get going after all," said Sims.
  "I can help," said Keldon instinctively.
  Sims turned around to Keldon with an exaggerated flourish of the hands and shook his head.
  "Now now, it wouldn't be proper to strong-arm our guest into doing our dirty work. You go wash up as I take of things," said Sims.
  "Yep Yep!" exclaimed Clara as she peeked out with a grin behind Sims.
  A pressed smile crossed Sims' face, yanking Clara back behind him as he hurried her towards the caravan.
  "Someone's quite energetic this morning. How about we put that spring to good use hm? Our friend looks rather worn out after all," said Sims.
  "But I- "said Keldon.
  "Ah-bupup, I'll be having none of it. We'll be done in a split," said Sims, waving his hand back in elegant nonchalance.
  "Well… if you insist," said Keldon.
  Keldon's mood dipped. Was it that easy to tell he wasn't feeling his best? He stroked his hands through his messy brown hair, hoping to make himself seem a bit more presentable. But Darian must have noticed something was off as he extended a hand and a gentle smile to Keldon.
  "How about after you clean up, you give me some help with the coffee," said Darian with a warm grin.
  Keldon hesitated for a second before reaching out to grasp Darian's hands as he was hoisted up with little effort.
  "If it's coffee we're talking about, I've got just the thing," said Keldon.
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  "More butter Clara?" asked Sims.
  She shook her head, nibbling on a slice of plain toast. After helping with breakfast, it looked like Clara had spent up all her pent-up energy. Her usual stoic self had returned, accompanied by the usual solemnity that came with her stiff personality.
  To his left, Darian was trying his best not to heave, his face contorted into disgust.
  "So, what do you think?" asked Keldon, stifling a chuckle.
  "Terrible. I'd rather eat uncooked boulderwheat in watermelon tea," said Darian.
  Keldon let out a shy laugh, grinding the rich grit of roasted coffee in the back of his teeth. He held out the bag of coffee beans towards Darian, teasing him a bit as he waggled the bag in a taunt.
  "Any more?" asked Keldon.
  "Certainly," said Darian, taking another fistful and stuffing his mouth.
  "Oh, sorry, I was just messing with you. You don't actually have to have anymore," said Keldon.
  But Darian choked back the coffee beans as tears watered in his eyes. His face had scrunched up like a prune and yet, despite his obvious displeasure, he continued to choke down the coffee beans, going in for a third handful.
  "I am a keeper of the breakfast arts. It is my duty to respect and honor ALL breakfast traditions. No matter how disgusting they may be," said Darian. "Don't mean I gotta like 'em though."
  Keldon raised his eyebrows in appreciation. Guess there was more devotion to the silliness than he'd originally thought.
  "I'm going to go wash my mouth out," said Darian, swallowing down the last of the coffee beans and limping away.
  Keldon gave him a nod, returning to his breakfast.
  Keldon had another spoonful of cinnamon oatmeal, letting himself forget the stress of everything for a few blissful moments when out of the corner of his eye, Keldon caught Sims' staring at him.
  The two of them made eye contact for a brief second as Sims' gaze flicked away.
  "Again," thought Keldon. Was it just his mind playing tricks on him or was there really something so noticeable about his change?
  Keldon kept eating, hoping it was just his imagination. However, twice more, he caught Sims' eyes wandering in his direction.
  Finally, he put down his food.
  "Something wrong?" asked Keldon.
  "Hm?" said Sims', pretending to be blissfully unaware.
  "You keep looking at me," said Keldon.
  "Well, I…," said Sims.
  "First time I've ever heard him stutter his words like that," thought Keldon.
  "You can tell me anything you know? I won't be offended," said Keldon.
  Sims paused for a moment, before letting his eyes fall to the scarf on Keldon's neck.
  "That scarf you're wearing. It seems to be made of an exquisite weave. If it's not too much trouble, would you do me the honor of allowing me to admire the craftsmanship?" asked Sims, pointing at the scarf Yan had gifted him.
  A flash of panic made Keldon freeze up for a second before he forced himself to put on a smile, gingerly pulling it off his neck and handing the scarf to Sims. There shouldn't be anything weird with the scarf, he thought. He didn't want to attract anymore suspicion if he could help it. Though, admittingly, he didn't do a particularly good job of that. Lying was never his strong suit.
  Sims held out two hands, not making any motion to take the scarf from Keldon as he placed the scarf with care into Sims' callused hands. A glimmer of light reflected off Sims' dark eyes as he admired the handiwork, running his fingers through the fabric with reverence.
  "My word… A perfectly balanced beat. And these Selvages! Graceful weaves, immaculate warp, and practically flawless sequencing."
  And as if his words of praise weren't enough, Sims's face knotted with complicated emotions and he actually began to cry. He flicked away a tear of joy from the corner of his eye as he handed Keldon back his scarf as Keldon wrapped it back around his neck, a stiff expression crawling onto his face.
  "So, um… that's good?"
  "Good? Merely good is an insult. The word masterpiece would barely even be able to give that caliber of craftsmanship the respect it deserves! Isn't that right Clara."
  Clara gave a quiet nod of appreciation, having seemed to return to her typical stoic self.
  "Keldon, if I may be so discourteous, I would be honored to purchase this scarf from you. I can offer you two- no three thousand deniers!"
  Electricity shot through Keldon. That was more money than he'd ever made working at the Hissings! He could buy a whole two-story house to himself and live comfortably for years!
  "Th-three thousand bronze Deniers?!" asked Keldon.
  "Bronze Deniers?" asked Sims, shooting Keldon a puzzled look.
  Suddenly, he broke out in a boisterous howl, doubling over as he clenched his stomach, wrinkling his suit. He took a handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiping away the tear at the corner of his eye as heat flushed Keldon's cheeks.
  Did he mean demi-deniers instead?
  "Oh Keldon, you've never mentioned that you were such a comedian!" said Sims.
  "Was that too much?"
  Sims erupted in another howl, nearly stumbling over onto the ground as he placed a hand on his chair, slowing his laugh down to a wheeze.
  "You're simply too much," said Sims. "But yes, three thousand gold deniers, with room for negotiations of course."
  He nearly fell off his chair himself. His head swooned as he tried to even mentally wrap his head around the concept of so much money.
  However, as much fun as it was to dream about that level of wealth. He was confident that Death hadn't gifted him the scarf to pawn it off. He took a deep breath to compose himself.
  "Sorry Sims. It's not for sale," said Keldon.
  "I see. A shame, but completely understandable. If I were you, I wouldn't want to part with such a masterpiece even for every Denier in Kharburn," said Sims. "If you don't mind, could you tell me where I'd be able to commission a piece for myself?"
  Keldon looked down at the scarf around his neck, thinking about what he could possibly tell Sims.
  "It was a gift. From a friend," said Keldon.
  A look of disappointment flashed Sims' face as he shifted his expression to understanding, crossing his arms over his chest with a knowing nod.
  "Simply another reason as to why you wouldn't be willing to part with it," said Sims. "Even a masterpiece needs to be worn. Say no more, I won't speak of it again."
  A warmth filled Keldon's chest, grateful for Sim's graciousness. He thought about all the nasty lots he'd run into over the years, offering up a small thanks to who he could only imagine was Lady Fate for their meeting.
  "Salutations chummies, what's so funny?" asked Darian, coming back from gargling his mouth.
  "Oh, nothing Darian. Just chatting about the joys of a magnum opus and the theoretical value of a human relationship."
  Darian immediately shoved his fingers in his ears, as he hollered at the top of his lungs, shattering the tranquil morning atmosphere. He whipped around and sprinted straight, putting as much distance between the three of them as he could. Sims chuckled, turning to Keldon.
  "Shall we get going then?" asked Sims.
  Keldon's face lit up with anticipation, looking at his scarf with nervous curiosity. He had barely taken the first step and already he'd found a world leagues beyond his comprehension. A terrified excitement twinged at him inside and he dared to wonder, what sights and feelings the winding path would gift, or curse, with him next.

The modern world of magic has moved on. Magic of old no longer allowed in the new age. Deemed too barbaric for the contemporary world, magic skills and formulae have taken the country of Idraver by storm and with their arrival, heralding in a new age of magic.
Decades later, a young man named Keldon, born without the ability to use skills, begins to experience strange dreams, and with them came the return of an ancient magic. Given an impossible task, what do his newfound powers mean?

Or is their return merely a signal for the beginning of the final end.

Previously on Swarming the Gods


"YOU WRETCHED FIEND! COME OUT AND FACE ME!! YOU COWARD! I'LL KILL YOU WHEN I FIND YOU!"

The older man kept on screaming out loud before coughing up some blood from the explosions, then collapsing, then the next individuals that came out caused Bane's skin to crawl from the sheer power they gave off.

Since he completed his task for today, Bane decided to continue when they are more relaxed as there is nothing more fun than when your enemy suffers repeatedly.

As for those who haven't noticed, Bane is a very petty man err zerg!


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As Bane made it towards his temporary hiding spot, his thoughts returned towards the old man and his idiotic words.

Why the hell would he bother coming out just to get killed?

Is that a common thing?

Or are people here in this world just that stupid?

Unless there such idiots that are just suicidal.

One of the plans he sought to use was related to his neural parasite!

He had 50 of his hydralisks go in to standby mode, meaning that he can now use 50 of the humans to do his bidding!

So imagine what would happen if he made the disciples go against their own sect?

How much destruction would it cause?

Bane was shivering thinking about the expressions they would have if he managed to take control of that many!

The betrayed looks they'd have, the suffering he can cause, then lastly how much these humans would lose trust in one another guehehe.

It's like playing a game, but this time it is sort of similar to a dating sim- wait for a second what's a dating sim?

Bane was confused for a moment due to the sudden new word; however, the flirty voice of lunar came about.

"that's just a game that the queen loathes, she said something about it being a time-eater in her old world and how it can bring forth your wildest dreams only to slap you with the harsh reality when you turn around."

Bane's reaction was something.

".... that's some horrifying shit there lunar! just what kind of world did our queen come from!"

Lunar replied in a tired tone.

"well, not really sure since whenever I tried asking her, she would begin rolling on the ground like she was in pain, well mentally at least, as the queen screamed 'fuck those games!' and such it was only thanks to thane's hug that she managed to calm down."

Bane began to feel some slight fear towards those devilish things! What kind of torture devices were those 'dating sims.' at the same time, random thought of his slipped into the link, all while biting on his right thumb slightly.

"I'm jealous she gives some rather good hugs."

The next words of lunar caused him to fall to the ground while covering his face with his hands in embarrassment, not knowing he was experiencing slightly what his queen did whenever Lunar asked about the dating sims.

"Sure, I'll let Thane know for when you come back!"

But putting that aside despite him still recovering from the shock than seemed to spread to his minions as some of them imitated his actions from earlier as the hydralisks rolling on the ground isn't something you see every day!

He ordered one of his minions to capture a disciple that they brought was hanging by the clothes was a young woman face covered in a lot of makeup.

The scent of sex emanating from her made him scowl in disgust as the human attempted to seduce him as well!

What makes things even worse was her clothes were soiled due to the fear she held towards the hydralisk that captured her, and on top of that, the destruction they caused not too long ago!

The things he had gathered were unsavory due to what she talked about; it was related to who she had sex, how they moved, how quickly they ran out of juice and all that!

Such things were irrelevant to him since Bane was a zerg loyal only to their queen and hive. Hell, He didn't even understand half of her words, but Lunar seemed to enjoy the information.

Bane was very tempted to send this human off to be devoured by his minions; however, he needed her for his plans!

Thus he attached something that was as small as a child's finger to her hand that would only appear when she touched someone with her hand should she fail the woman would make an excellent bomb in the sect, and fifty of the small parasites would seek out a suitable host within 200 meters.

As long as the parasites find a host within 10 minutes of leaving the previous one, they can continue to bring havoc.

even if she was disgusting for Bane he will make do with her one way or another.

however Lunar kept on asking him to send her to the base which only caused his face to cramp due to what she was really after.

"lunar you just want her knowledge right isn't it faster to eat her brain and send you the information?"

The zerg vehemently rejected his notion only to add a threat to it as well.

"if you kill her I'll tell thane that you don't want her near you"

He was surprised but the sudden change in events

"WHAT!? that's unrelated to this!"

but her next words were very somewhat silly.

"if you do send her I'll tell her that you would love to be hugged for an hour."

Absurd! how can I a great knight of the queen fall for such antics!

"No, I will not fall for it unless you make it for two hours!"

despite his thoughts of rejecting it the words that came out were very different

Lunar replied before he could retract his words!

"ok, I'll make it three hehe, to think you like hugs that much huh?"

He started questioning himself whether if he was still the proud knight of the queen.

FUCK!!!

so he finally agreed albeit reluctantly.

now he has to find another host for the parasites since the human was taken away might as well resort to the bugs or beasts around the area ones that were small since he knew that the cultivators won't bother a bug or a rat that was less than the size of their hand!

Let the insanity begin!

Mind you he was only acting this way since he wanted to look cool for the audience and still felt resentful toward lunar!

In this world of "A&^%$#t the *&*s a Queen seeks to change the story and add her own quirks to it after having her wish granted from a death that wasn't supposed to be.

Currently rewriting it to match a zerg's cruelty and their vengefulness so some chapters will be changed so that I won't be trying to use the corrupted chapters anyone~.


Sitting on the hood of his Maybach Exelon chugging out of a champagne bottle in hand, Chuck made quite a sight for the passersby.
The sophisticated look that he had when he walked in with Mei Xing was nowhere there. His tie was missing, and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. Holding a liquor bottle in hand, he looked more like a thug than a sophisticated patron of an upscale restaurant.
However, this was more of a real look for Chuck.
Crazy Chuck AKA Chuck Norris is the right-hand man of the boss of the city level mafia gang called Knuckle Red Gang. Why is he called Chuck Norris? His dad lost a drinking bet when he was born, and as a result, we have our hoodlum Chuck Norris.
Having been made fun of his overreaching name, Chuck often felt that reasons are rightly conveyed only through fists. He was never a bully but was neither a soft tofu. If anything, Chuck is a bully for bullies. However, he has morals and baselines despite being a despicable and perverted character. Thus, Chuck commands great respect amongst his 'brothers'.
 In the Mafia, Chuck even has a special place in the gang. His boss Red Scowler, calls Chuck as 'brother.' If not for the laid-back attitude of Chuck, the members might think he has equal standing as their boss.
The assumption was rightfully so, as the car and the AMX card are the curtesy of his brother Red Scowler. Chuck was trying his best to be the perfect gentleman every time he sees Mei Xing.
However, despite being dressed in a sharp suit, the abundance of liquor unsurprisingly brought out the thuggish ways in Chuck.
His thoughts were mellowed down by the sparkling alcohol. Chuck had a disgusting smile on his face, thinking of how he will eat the cute Brazilian rabbit. His smile scared the two girls who wanted to come and talk to him on seeing his expensive car.
As he saw the scared look in the girls who walked away, Chuck reeled in his emotions. Seated on the hood of the car, he was waiting for the real treat to start with Juliana. He did not have to wait much longer. Juliana was done with her sift and was walking toward him.
Out of her work clothes, Juliana's beauty is even more accentuated. The grey halter top perfectly hugged her lithe figure, exposing her contours. The small exposed midsection and the subtle belly piercing made Chuck chuckles about the wild time he is going to have today. The denim skirt hugged the curvature of her perky, heart-shaped butt. The dress is so short and it let her legs be exposed.
Her toes exposed and painted red on black cut stilettos painted a picture-perfect look of Juliana. Taking in the breathtaking sight, Chuck let his hand with the bottle hang low and walked in brisk strides towards Juliana.
Seeing the confused look in her eyes, Chuck answered none. He grabbed her by the front of the waist of her skirt, with his fingers dipped in, caressing the soft skin of her navel. Grinning at her gasp as their skin made intimate contact, he pulled her close as if he is pulling her skirt off.
The flustered beauty rushed into his arms with her two hands holding on to his strong arm over her skirt with pleading eyes, and Chuck calmly smiled and pressed forward, rubbing his lips across her lips, letting her breath his hot breath.
Deep within her pleading eyes, Chuck saw excitement. Smirking to himself, he seized her lower lip between his teeth, relishing her, with his eyes still looking into her. The shy maiden closed her eyes, yet opened her mouth for him to explore more, ignoring the catcalls and whistles that the drivers and passersby are giving to the odd couple, an older man and a young woman.
As he suckled and pulled on her lips with his teeth, Chuck had his hand creeping into the front of her skirt, and he let his thick fingers rub subtly on the silky material of her thong. Playing with the elastic band of her thong waistband, Chuck made Juliana gush with a strange feeling. Though her mind can't process what she's feeling, her body did, it became wet, making a damp spot in her panty. Juliana is turned on by the brash act of Chuck. Her female body is ready to be taken and invaded.
Chuck took a step back, taking his hands away from her thongs, looking at the glazed eyes of her. As her eyes gained back focus, Chuck smiled at her as he slowly lifted his fingers to his nose, taking a leisurely whiff, smelling the entirety of hers on his fingers. As Juliana blushed, he slowly licked the tip of his finger, making the Brazilian beauty turn crimson.
The flustered maiden grabbed Chuck by the arm and pulled him to the car. Though Chuck is major-parts hooligan, he is also a part gentleman, he opened and held the car door for her to get inside. As she is seated, he also stepped into the rear compartment of the classy ride.
"...Umm, I don't have a driving license..."
"Who said I planned on going anywhere?" chuckled Chuck.
Julianna wasn't used to putting out on the first date. She looked down at her feet, not saying anything.
Using the car key-remote, Chuck clicked shut the middle separating partition to make sure that they are not visible from the outside. Hearing the click of the separation made Juliana's heart pump a million beats a second.
Chuck moved close to her...
"...I'm not an easy girl. I did not offer to help you with any expectations...I ...I want to..."
Chuck shut her up with a finger over her lip, gently holding her by the chin, he turned her toward him. With reluctance, her eyes fluttered to focus on his face.
With a gentle smile, Chuck said, "I know. You are an angel that took pity on a heartbroken man, willing to grace him with your divine company and mend his broken heart."
Saying so, Chuck let his hands stroke down from the chin to her neck, then over her perky bust, then to her navel. He grabbed the lower end of her halter top and slowly started peeling it upwards.
Juliana's hands held the mischievous arm of Chuck, but they failed to produce any resistance, as he quickly removed her top.
Seeing her bulging adequate breasts clad in her bra over the lithe frame, made her bust look heavier. Chuck tried to press his body over her, but his shoulders were held tight by Juliana.
He leaned close to her and breathed but a single word...
"...please..."
As if she's under a magic spell, all the resistance of Juliana melted off, she laid herself slowly down on the soft leather seat with her arms to the side, looking away.
Feeling happy on breaking through Juliana, Chuck was filled with good feelings and was ready to consummate the offered succulent feat of Juliana's femininity.
###
"Hmm, he is not half bad, but will he finish till the end?" said the beauty with an evil smirk. She continued to watch the R-rated scene that was happening down below. However, despite looking inexperienced and pure, she never did blush at the scene of heated lust.

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Chuck Norris a renowned hard gangster, always down on his luck in his love life. Even at age 40, Chuck remains a virgin, despite his ardent effort for a girl to love. 

Every time he is about to get laid some weird twist of fate gets him.

He later comes to know that the world is not so simple, as he witnesses the world of the supernatural and gods. 

Meeting the goddess of porn and the matron Succubus of the seven hells, Chuck walks his own sex, obscene and adultery, becoming a king of Porn, as a Porn God.

Story Short scene:

So, doctor, you’re saying that I can never get a “hard-on”-slash– “erection” –slash- “boner”?

Doctor: No, no, and a definite no.

Doctor, you don’t have to so sure about it, medical miracles happen all the time.

Doctor: A desperate creature is always hopeful, but let me dumb it down for you. You have never masturbated or had sex or ever ejaculated in the 40 years of your life. Your sperms crystallized, which turned your balls into rock hard fossils. Your hormonal production went ‘kaput’. By the way, kaput means broken or useless.

I know what kaput means!

Doctor: Sheesh for a man with crystal balls you are super spunky. As I was saying your entire sex system is ruined. Being suppressed of sexual thoughts or sexual actions for so long, your body forgot all about sex. Your body forgot how to get a hard-on. That’s the end of my counsel and as a sympathy gift for the man with the useless d*ck, I advise you against using the little blue pill aka Viagra.

I know that Viagra is a blue pill.

Doctor: You know a lot of useless information for a man of your situation. Well keep away from medical stimulation for your broken d*ck, as the most hopeful thing that you can get from any sex medication is high blood pressure and a heart attack, but hey the news channels will have a field day covering the news of you being dead from trying to get a hard-on. Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Doctor, I will be leaving…

Doctor: Ha-ha-ha-ha, nurse, send the next patient after 5 minutes. I will need some time to laugh.

Female voice: Hey don’t beat yourself up over your non-existent sex life. Though miracles are not that common, they do happen!

What! Who?! Who just talked to me!

Female voice: Don’t look around, silly, you cannot see me unless I allow you to look at me.

[Gulp] who are you?

Female voice: Me? I’m a Goddess, hehe.

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