Dragon Sky Kingdom

     Dragon King Annex, Dragon Zen's father, looked down at a small boy that had a few wrenches with large monocles on each of his eyes rather then a pair of glasses. He had on a white jacket, a few pairs of gloves, and a headband with dozens of tools in his jacket. He looked at the design Dragon King Annex had spent months collecting from the Fan Sect soldiers that visited Fan Sect's Forbidden City.  They were blueprints to the Fan Sect warship and specifically had details about the [Ring Fire Generator].

The little boy was a mechanic from the Sacred Ring of Assassins that had been paid a large sum of money to examine how to breakthrough the human barrier's on their floating sect 'warships'. The main problem was it would now take ten demi-gods almost an entire day to breakthrough a shield, and in that time Lin Fan could very easily escape or just start a second generator.

He had made over 300 generators thanks to Radiant Palace, which had given him Empyrean Cores that his generator needed in exchange for blacksmith products. This meant Lin Fan didn't need to collect lots of Ascent Rank Treasures, and instead could just directly make the exterior of the generator with Cheap, unrefined materials. He'd already created ten warships and nine of them still remained in Forbidden City. This little boy, however, was a mechanic who understood magnetic fields and how magnetic monopoles worked, which was a fancy way of saying the direction and type of magnetic energy. 

The only problem was the mechanic knew enough about magnetic fields to realize there was nothing he could do without being by the generator. Magnetic fields tended to follow nature's directions, and could only be stopped if something steered their force away from the generator. That meant that the only way to stop the force field was by using extremely expensive materials, or making a powerful magnetic disruption machine which could change the polls of the planet... He didn't think that Dragon King Annex would have the techniques, times, nor the funds to disrupt the shield. However, there was one really easy way to disrupt the shield when close to the generator...

"You... you're dealing with a very extremely profound machine..." the little boy bit off a cap off the pen and drew a line on the blue print... "However, if you can somehow create a weapon that can get through the generator, even by an inch, you should be able to completely shut the shield off..."

"However, you would need a weapon with god rank strength or quasi god rank strength... The cost of that would be in the hundreds of thousands of Ascent Grade Treasures, or two sentient grade treasures..."

"You could also try and sneak close to the generator and just break it... However, it seems like there are already reports of people exploding that got close to the generator..."

Dragon King Ascent nodded his head and sighed and he looked down at his spatial ring... He would need close to a million Ascent Grade Treasures or two sentient grade treasures..."

He happened to have two sentient grade treasures, but that would mean his kingdom would lose it's most valuable nest egg... He didn't want to give up something so valuable only for something that might succeed...

"I... I have two sentient grade treasures... However, I would want a god ranked weapon that can be recharged... Since you are a mechanic, I'm sure it's possible to make that right..."

"The laws of thermodynamics aren't on your size... The amount of heat it would generate would cause damage to the planet every time you fired it... However, there is something I can do for a third sentient grade treasure to make it more possible..." The little boy, Glenn Kong, rubbed his fingers as Dragon King Ascent sighed and looked down at his ring...

Truthfully, there might be a third sentient grade treasure that his father left, but he was too scared to even open it. It contained information on an obscure law on the law of destruction. It was considered a primary law but was extremely risky to learn... It was also extremely valuable because it contained information that could make you a demi-god instantly, increasing its value to five sentient grade treasures, but the danger was that you'd die, which was something he obviously didn't want to do, was immense.

"I... I have one book that's worth your time... I'll get it to you if you show me the machine you have in mind... I'll like to have it ready in one week..."

"Glad to do business with you..." Glenn Kong smiled and pulled out a blue parchment paper that had a strange design on it. "I've been wanting to build this bad boy in forever! Can't wait to see what it does!"

[The Sadist System has been activated!]

[You will now get points for causing beautiful women to suffer, men to grovel at your feet, and for killing anyone who gets in your way.]

[Thousands would beg to be in your position, but you're the lucky bastard who will be making those thousands suffer while taking revenge out on their wives!]

[Does the sky have limits, yes?! Do you, NO!]

Lin Fan smiled as he sat down in front of the Fan Sect and smiled as he put his arms back and observed the clouds.

He saw all the women he'd now get because of the Sadist System, and all the revenge he'd make those who treated him badly experience.

There were thousands of planets in Horizon, and Lin Fan's planet was just one small planet in that ring of planets that led to eternity. However, he could see himself conquering the entire universe with his system...

"Excuse me sir... Would you mind please telling me what happened to my daughter last night... She keeps smiling and saying your name..."

"We... we earned some points... Let me describe it to you so I can earn some more..."

Lin Fan grabbed the man's shoulder and guided him over to his daughter so they could both tell him the story...

"You... you what!"

+ 10 sadist points....

All Lin Fan described was a nice back massage... What was so wrong with that?

"Awww, Darling, doesn't our dear little cub look adorable in her new school uniform~?" Maria blankly stared at her squealing mother, while trying to ignore the flashes of light in her face, that came from her father's camera.
Turning away from her overly affected family, Maria glanced at herself in the mirror. Since Diamond Academy was such a prestigious school, it made sense that their uniforms should match.
The light blue dress she was wearing touched her skin like a gentle cloud. With it, she was wearing a cute white cropped jacket with a sailor collar. Tied around her neck was an adorable cute red ribbon with silver fancy border designs on the dress and jacket. 
The back featured a lace-up design for a bonus feminine appeal. Underneath, she was wearing white socks with a stylish pair of Mary-Janes on her feet. Today her hair was in twin tails with heart-shaped buns holding them in place. 
'I look like Chibi Moon and just how does Kuroka get my hair to be in the shape of hearts?' Maria tried to resist the urge to twitch, promising to try to talk Kuroka into giving her a much simpler hairstyle next time.
"Maria, are you ready?" Walking into her room was her brother who was also in the Elementary Division, wearing the male version of their uniform. It had the same color combination as the girl's, only it consisted of a sailor uniform top, trousers, a red tie, and suspenders.
Just like with the girl's uniform, the school emblem was located on the left breast pocket. The emblem itself was the initial DA in bold fancy front; surrounding it were rainbow stars in the formation of a circle with a fancy gold vintage border on the outside.
"I'm ready!" Grabbing her school bag off the bed, wanting to escape her parents, Maria made a break for it. Walking out the front door, she met both Kurako and Shirone who would be coming to school with her. 
At first, Maria thought it was weird having the two tag along with her to school until her mother explained how completely normal it was for them to accompany her for her own protection and how she would not be the only one.
Upon hearing that last bit, Maria had nothing else to say. Standing behind them was the carriage, but that wasn't what caught Maria's attention. No, it was the two large griffons that were attached to the carriage. 
Since she first landed in this fantasy world, this was her first time seeing creatures that normally shouldn't exist, but here they were, standing only a few feet from her. 



 
"Let's go, lil sis, we don't want to be late for the Opening Ceremony!" 
Snapping her out of her daze was the voice of her brother who was already loaded onto the carriage. Making her way towards him, he helped her into the carriage while Shirone and Kuroka loaded themselves up on the saddles that were attached to each griffon.
"Good-bye, my darlings~! Mommy will be sad without you here!" Maria watched her mother try to hold back her tears, waving at them with the white handkerchief that was in her hand.
"Micheal, make sure to carefully watch over your little sister," ordered her father with tears running down his stern face.
Once everyone was on board, Shirone whistled, which was a signal for the griffons, who let out a loud animal noise, before taking off on their feet. The speed was considerably fast as it didn't take long for Maria to glance out the window and see them entering a large forest that was bright with color, flowers budding all around.

         
The deeper they went, Maria saw that the forest was filled with different types of trees, which came in all types of sizes. The colorful leaves of the branches allowed for just the right amount of light to shine down on the flat, fertile grounds below. Smiling at her curious gaze, Micheal couldn't help but open his mouth and say,
"This forest is called the Enchanted Forest, home to plant-beasts and tree spirits. One can only gain access to Diamond Academy by entering the Enchanted forest. Soon we will reach the gate-keepers."
"Gate-Keepers?" This was Maria's first time hearing that term.
"Yes, they are rank at the highest level for magic users, which is ninth-tier. Their jobs are to guard the gate entrance to Stella Aurorae,  the realm where Diamond Academy exists within."
Maria listened to her brother explain, noticing when the carriage stopped moving. Maria literally jumped with fright when she saw a figure dressed in spooky black attire appear at her window like a ghost.
"It's okay, Maria, these are the Gate-Keepers I was telling you about. Just hand over your Student ID for them to check." Maria listened to her brother's instructions, reaching inside her book-bag, and took out her Student ID.
The process was quick, in no time Maria Student ID was returned and the carriage started up again. Maria was unprepared for the bright flash of light that blinded her, and by the time her eyesight returned, she heard the griffons screech.
This prompted her to look outside, though even she was taken off guard, seeing nothing but the clouds and blue sky. Opening the window, Maria popped her head out, and when she saw the sight before them, she couldn't help but exclaim, 
"Oh my... That's Diamond Academy?!" Maria felt as if her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

Diamond Academy itself was a humongous school built into a floating mountain, connected to various other mountains and landscapes, some with buildings and an arena built into them. It was unlike anything Maria had ever seen as she briefly remembered how the story stated that all school grounds of Diamond Academy were protected by an invisible shield.
"Welcome to Diamond Academy, Maria~!"

One moment I'm chasing after a rabbit and the next, I'm falling down a rabbit hole! What the heck?! This ain't Alice in Wonderland?! Though as I opened my eyes, I soon found out that I was no longer in my original body and that somehow I transmigrated into the light novel, A Fairytale Romance. And that isn't all, the character whose body I transmigrated into... is none other than the minor stuck-up, arrogant, and selfless ojou-sama who was nothing more than a comic relief character. Life truly sucks...

After catching up Kira left and she told Anna that she wanted to introduce someone to her and she nodded.

She slumped back on her seat and sighed.She kept going through her files and continued to work.

Soon those minutes turned onto hours.Damon was worried even though he didn't expect her to come back to his house so he called Sarah.

Sarah looked at her phone it was already 12am and her boss was still working and she was heading home soon.She hesitates before answering.

"Where is she?"Damon asked directly."She is still working"Sarah answered nervously."Am coming over"

"Wait wait please don't tell her it was me"She exclaimed.She really didn't want to get in trouble again."Ok"He answered and immediately hanged up.

Damon got out of his study and went downstairs.When he got there he saw his parents there sitting on the sofa.He was stunned and asked them"What are you doing here it's already very late"

"I tried to stop her but she wouldn't listen"His father said looking as his wife who was very much mad that his son didn't let her know he got married."where is she?"She asked.

"She is still working in the company am going over to pick her up you guys can stay here we will talk on the morning"Mr. and Mrs.Collins nodded and both headed towards the guest room.

Damon got inside his car and headed towards the office.While Sarah ended her last work and knocked on Anna's door."Ma'am am heading out you should too"

"Alright than go ahead I will soon"With that Sarah left and Anna continued to work.She took out a book and started to design her new product.

She came up with a small screen that would be used in SUI university.This transparent screen 8x10 around the size of loose leaf paper.This screen would replace notebooks and a stylus pen for the screen.

She started designing the pen.It was black and white she then started to design the screen.In would close up from the right side and the left side ending up in and small stick perfect to carry around everywhere. 

She started writing a set of codes.She took out a screw some scrap plastic and metal.Slowly she started copying her design and even adding a few more details.

3 computers had different set of codes in it.She tied her hair in a bun and took of her jacket.She also took off her high heels and started to think about her launch plan.She would first make sure SUI sponsors the product and when it gets approved by the educational department it then it would spread to all the schools around the world.She would send a part of the product to be rented by students who can't afford one and allow some to apply and borrow it for a certain amount of time.

She was so engrossed with her work that she didn't notice the door open.She took out another laptop and started to write more codes her fingers moved faster and faster each second.Her whole body was focused in one thing.

Her brain was moving at the same pace of her fingers.The sight was truly magnificent.Damon entered the building and the guards let him in.

He came upstairs and opened her unlocked office.He saw she didn't notice him and  he took the opportunity  to admire her work.He moved closer to her and ended up behind her.

Anna finished coding and was about to grab her pen to add a few more details into her design but Damon grabbed her hand and whispered "A true genius...."He was stunned at how quickly and perfectly she worked.

As an architect himself he recognizes most of hers designs.He had always worked on detailing all the houses and apartments so he was admiring all the details she put into her work.He smiled and whispered those words and she turned around looking pale.She put her hand in her heart and gave a sigh of relief."Damm you scared me when did you come in?"She said catching her breath.

The time already hit 1:30am.Anna sighed when she saw it and looked back at Damon who already started to close her work."What are you doing?"She said placing her hands on her things protectively."If I don't stop you than you would stay here al might.Sigh what a workaholic"

Anna sneered mockingly."Oh it's so nice to receive lessons from the king of workaholics himself..."Damon's lips twitched."Were going home"

"Whose going home with you?"He sighed and placed her things in a drawer.He came and turned her chair around and scooped her off it."Ah! Seriously first it was was walls and now your carrying me around!! I can walk you know."

He ignored her complains and grabbed her jacket and bag walking out of her office.She was embarrassed knowing her employees watching him carry her out so she dug her head on his shoulder.

Well really the only people there were some bodyguards and a cleaner."Lock your office first"He said placing her down."Humph!"She took her key and locked her office not  before grabbing her laptop and phone.He sighed at her actions and scooped her off her feet again."Stop that I swear I will cut off your hands!!"

"Stop ignoring and put me down"He looked at her somewhat amused and smirked."What would your employees say if they looked at How childish you can be"She groaned and covered her face on his shoulder.He smiled in victory and headed towards the elevator.

He carried her all the way back into his car and put her seat belt on."Am not a 3 year old I can do it on my own you know?"He smiled at her and said "You should let others take care of you once in a while"

She looked at him blankly.Stunned she lowered her head and faces the window.He walked towards the drivers seat and nobody said anything.

Anna spotted a Mc Donald's and pointed at it "Let's go there"It was a 24/7 Mc Donald's so it was open.He nodded and headed to the drive thru and asked her what to order."Boston Creme donut and Umm parfait"She said in quite a child like voice.He had 3 big question marks on his head but ignored her and ordered."She took the things and said "Your paying"She turned to the window leaving him stunned.

Yes he was going to pay anyway but seriously?

When he was away from the place she said "park the car"He did as she told him and asked "why?"All he got was a spoon and a yogurt.She then said "Your going feed me"

What?

Is she kidding now?

"Why are you acting like a 3 year old now?"She smiles cutely showing of her dimples and said sarcastically"Because you treated me like one so am just playing along so from now on am a 3 year old."

He blinked a few times and took the tap of the yogurt.He smirked and put a moth full of it in his mouth.He leaned closer and kissed her.He opened his mouth widely causing her to swallow the yogurt.

When he finished he licked his lips and pointed towards her breasts 

"Those Don't look like a 3 year old's"

[Status: Completed] Her first Life was a disaster and her second life is even more complicated when he walks in and claims her as his wife! The same rebirth story. She gets betrayed by the love of her life and her stepsister who ends up being her half-sister. This is what she believed happened to her. What happens when everything she believed in her last life ends up being the complete opposite of her present?  This rebirth story takes a turn that nobody could expect! Two lifetimes merged into one? Really? And of course, there is a childish and possessive CEO after her that is claiming her his wife! "Hey just because we were married in our past life doesn't mean I'm your wife! I can't even remember anything!" She claimed. Her revenge was set to happen but this time there are new players involved and new mysteries to unfold, especially when love is involved. After meeting her for the first time he was completely ignored. She is interesting and he is INTERESTED. Her mysterious aura completely caught his heart off guard.
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This story is on the process of being re-written and edited. New chapters will be released on June 13th, 2020

A gentle breeze swept past Jane and others as they rested on the ground. Leaves floated in the air while flower petals danced along with the wind.

Morales looked at his wife to explain what was so special in the masseur center in Delta City for her to be this excited. After all, the masseurs in Landmolrie City were good in their own right. Not to mention, the city was well-equipped with advanced technology. The masseurs used the latest machinery and gadgets to relieve clients of stress and tension.

"The top masseur there is gentle," Jane said as she brushed away a trail of caramel hair from her face. "Very gentle."

Morales, Anya, and Baird stared at Jane in confusion.

How does that make that masseur special?!

When it comes to massaging the soft and frail body of a woman, isn't it obvious for the masseur to be gentle? 

"You wouldn't understand," Jane let out a low sigh before continuing. "Only women who have experienced a massage under those expert hands can appreciate the beauty of gentleness. Even a faint touch from that masseur can make one tingle in relief."

Jane recalled how Kiba kissed her on the lips and sucked her earlobe. She has felt a bolt of lightning coursing through her, making her face flushed with hot blood.

"Aren't you overselling the masseur?" Morales wasn't convinced by his wife's words. 

"Where did you learned about this massage center?" Baird also joined with a question.

Anya silently waited for Jane to explain her sudden interest in Delta City.

"See for yourself!" Jane said as she retrieved the crystal business card from her jacket pocket. 

Morales was startled by the sight of crystal card. He knew pretty well how costly such business cards were. They were something only people at the very top could afford to distribute. After all, they were not just simple card but had advanced data storage along with communication and holographic service. 

"The massage center must definitely be a costly one!" Morales concluded even before Jane activated the card.

Jane tapped a few times on the surface of the card. A white light shot out of the surface and transformed into a life-like holographic projection.  

"Massage is not just a luxury," A petite woman appeared in the projection and said. "It's a way to a healthier, happier life. This is the founding principle upon which the Mistress Massage Center was founded."

Morales and Baird felt their throats turning dry from the appearance of the woman. She was dead gorgeous like a top fashion model!

The woman was standing outside a two-storied building surrounded by flowers and trees. The building was new but its design was a reminiscence of ancient Rome's architecture. 

"The Mistress Massage Center works on the simple principle of touching the body to calm the mind in order to heal the spirit," The woman continued as she walked on a track made of artificially created pebbles. Every single pebble was adjusted to give the feet a comforting sensation even if one was cladding shoes.

"A good massage is powered by the ambiance, oils, and the masseur!" The woman explained as she pushed the door of the building. The door opened up to reveal aesthetic inside lightened by candles and incense. The floor was made of mutated sandalwood which carried soothing sensation. 

Morales, Anya, and others knew it was just a virtual tour but they felt their senses filled with delight just by the design of the interiors. 

The woman in the projection showcased various massage rooms filled with necessary amenities. Every massage room was lightened by votive candles. A massage table, stool, bottles of oils, hand towels, fruit and cheese platter, and so on were available in each room.

The facilities were top notch with full reliance to create an ambient environment. The dependence on technology was restricted in order to make one feel close to nature. 

Morales' eyes were wide in disbelief as he checked the oils in bottles. From the brief introduction, he came to know they were extracted from mutated flowers and other plant parts. Not only did they offered a pleasing scent they also had great healing properties. Such oils were definitely expensive, to say the least!

"Relax, enjoy and rejuvenate!" The woman in the projection continued. "That's what our esteemed customers want from us, and that's exactly what we offer under the supervision of our well-trained masseurs."

The woman opened a gallery to show the famed awards won by their masseurs. Each award carried esteem and glory for they were from renowned agencies. 

"Most of our competitors rely on technology to rejuvenate their clients but that's not a massage! It is a fraud!" The woman said with plain disdain. "Like a great person once said - We need touch, but most importantly we need conscious touch, a moment when somebody is connecting with our skin to skin and is also aware that this is happening!"

The words were like claps of thunder in everyone's ears. They have earlier thought technological advancement was the right way but now they relied on how wrong they were. There were things which technology could never replace! The power of human touch was irreplaceable!

"Only those who lack creativity would rely on technology for a massage but never a true masseur!" The woman said with extreme pride. "A true masseur is the one who solves problems you don't know you have in ways you can't understand by relying on natural means!"

Jane readily agreed as she remembered how Kiba helped Anya to prevent her from hypothermia. Jane has proposed sharing heat by direct body contact but Kiba's steps were advanced and unique. He shared warmth directly inside Anya by pounding her like a crazy beast. The results were outstanding! Anya was fully warm and sweating in no time under his expert care!

His way of solving problems was not something everyone could understand. It needed insight and patience which most people in this world lacked.

"The real purpose of giving a massage is to foster more depth of feeling for one another in order to bring out the love that often lies buried beneath the pain of everyday suffering!" The woman said in a concluding tone. "So book a massage today for your loved one and make them feel loved! Remember the love would return to you and rejuvenate your life in ways you cannot imagine!"

Two virtual options appeared in the projection - 1. Book a massage! 2. Check Testimonies 

Morales and others were impressed by the virtual tour. They felt the woman knew how to hold attention and strike chord with the customer's heart. 

"Mistress' Massage Center sounds the perfect place for relaxation!" Anya exclaimed in her heart. She wouldn't mind getting a massage there but the distance was a problem.

"We can't obviously contact the massage center now," Morales thought. There was no signal in the forest so communicating with the outside world was almost impossible.

Morales tapped on the testimonies option. He felt the woman was good but in the end, she was a staff member. Only the words of customers could be trusted. Of course, he was also aware there would be only positive testimonies here. 

Two more options appeared: Male testimonies and Female testimonies. Morales selected the latter option since it was his wife who wished to have the massage.

Hundreds of small screens appeared in the projection. Each screen was filled with a video of a female customer. 

Morales gaped at the sight. Every woman in the testimonies was a beauty! He was awe-struck by the woman host before, but the current scenario made his heart bump. He felt the masseurs who massaged such gorgeous women was one lucky son of a bitch!

"No! Obviously, a woman would be massaging them! Such a big massage center would definitely have a dozen or so female masseurs!" Morales shook his head in disappointment as he regained rationality. It was rather a standard massage principle in the world. After all, how can husbands or boyfriends allow their woman to be massaged by a man? The reverse was also the same to some extent.

As Morales was in contemplation, the testimonies automatically started playing one by one.

"The greatest decision of my life - Getting my husband book a massage for me in the great Mistress Massage Center! I'm addicted!"

"If you think massage is expensive then you've never had a good one! Try here and you will understand what a true massage is!"

"I used to be in bad mood but no longer! The masseur relieved me of my stress and tension from the deepest point!"

"My fiance gifted me a massage coupon just before our marriage! The best gift he gave me in my life! I would be coming here every week after my wedding!"

"I can't wait for another massage! I would definitely convince my husband to bring me here tomorrow!"

"The massage is costly but more than worth it! Oh god, I have never felt so alive!"

"I wish my boyfriend was rich! I just can't get enough of these massages! I think I need to find a rich boyfriend who can bring me here every day!"

"Massage makes everything better! I'm not lying! I didn't have a single fight with my fiance after I started coming here!"

"You are missing a lot of good action in your life if you are not getting a massage here!"

"Love the service! But please make it affordable for poor people like me! Last time I got an 80% discount but now I lack a coupon! Please adopt me!!"

"True happiness is a good massage under the care of my favorite masseur!"

"Gods only created two good things in this world - jewelry and the massage! I don't know where to seek the best jewelry but the massage is definitely here!"

"The best masseur in the world!"

"Love the deep tissue massage! Just wish more discounts were available!"

Every testimony was complimenting the service especially the masseur. 

"Honey, can I also have a massage there?" Anya asked her husband. She felt envy of the pretty women in the testimonies who were complimenting the massage service as a work of god.

"Well..." Baird didn't know how to respond and he glanced at Morales.

"The masseur there must be truly gentle for every woman to love it so much!" Morales muttered to himself. "But why are they asking for more discounts? Is it that costly?" 

Baird was wondering the same and that's why he didn't readily agree. They were shocked by the compliments but also startled by the occasional talks about the cost. 

Morales took the crystal card from Jane and opened the list of massage. The hologram showcased the massage available. 

Hot stone, Aromatherapy, Sport, Trigger Point, Reflexology, Shiatsu, Deep Tissue, Prenatal, and a dozen more. 

Morales' eyes jumped out of eyesocket in disbelief. His jaw dropped to the ground as he read the rate of the massage. 

$9999
$19999
$24999
$39999
$49999

Morales stopped reading the rates. He felt he would get a heart attack if he read any further. He slapped himself to gain some clarity and to stop seeing illogical numbers on the screen. 

There was no way such numbers could be true. 

"Motherfucker! I'm not seeing things!" Morales was sure there was no problem with the card so the rates have to be true.

"Fuck! The rates are real?!" Baird cursed loudly. 

"What the hell is with those 9s. Does the owner think reducing a single dollar from the figure would make the rate attractive?!" Morales wanted to flip trees. His heart was bleeding with anger just by 9s.

"It is just massage! Not some life-saving treatment!"

"Why doesn't the Mistress' Masseur center rename it to Bandit's Loot Center?!"

"It is a robbery in the name of massage!"

As they cursed and whined, the two recalled one of the testimonies: "The greatest decision of my life - Getting my husband book a massage for me in the great Mistress Massage Center! I'm addicted!"

What greatest decision?!

Are you trying to make your poor husband bankrupt just because of your addiction?!

In the age of mutants and technology, everyone is after power and eternal life, but Kiba lives for his dreams of lust and vanity.

A man on a mission to live the life to the fullest. 

The tale of the legendary Wife Hunter whose very name terrifies husbands around the globe.

This is the story of the devil who does as his heart pleases, unafraid of the labels of good and evil.

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Fan synopsis:

Entangled in the schemes of two-faced government, a futuristic divided world, and a holy mission of his own, follow Kiba's journey of sins!

(Note: The starting 20 chapters are very short and slow paced. The main story starts from the 30s so please give it a try till then ^_^  You can rest assured the novel has a good plot besides the R-18 elements ^.^)

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Upon sight of Si Yiyan carrying a woman into the club, the men guarding by the door, who were dressed in black suits, stared wide-eyed in astonishment. Their jaws dropped.
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment and disbelief. Doesn't Ninth Young Master always abstain from women and lust? They wondered.
At this moment, they immediately hung their heads low respectfully and greeted. "Ninth Young Master!"
Si Yiyan ignored them and continued carrying Wen Xinya into the club. He strode towards the elevator, during which the rest of his underlings would bow down to him. 
Wen Xinya buried her head in the collar of his jacket and said, "Si Yiyan, turns out Jiayuan Club is one of your businesses. How impressive!" 
Her breath was freezing cold, causing Si Yiyan to tense up. 
Wen Xinya could feel that his body had stiffened. He kept a straight face which did not show his emotions.
Silence filled the air and they arrived in front of the elevator. Seemingly having heaved a sigh of relief, Si Yiyan pressed the elevator button and walked into the elevator with Wen Xinya in his arms. 
The silence began to feel a little oppressive the moment the elevator doors closed, leaving them alone in the tiny, enclosed space. The red digits on the display continued to change rapidly as the elevator ascended, and seconds felt like years to him. 
"Xinya…" he murmured, in an attempt to explain to her. However, he had no idea how he should go about it. It was not that he had something to hide from her, but rather, he merely did not know how to start telling her about his matters. 
Ding! The elevator doors opened. 
Si Yiyan heaved a sigh of relief and carried Wen Xinya out of the elevator. He then headed straight to his personal room in Jiayuan Club.
Si Yiyan lowered Wen Xinya onto the couch.
The feeling of lying down on a soft and comfy couch was her favorite.
Si Yiyan said softly, "I'll go fill the tub with some water that you can use for a bath later. You were standing out there in the cold just now. You'll feel much better after taking a warm bath."
Before Wen Xinya could even say anything, he turned around and headed to the washroom.
Wen Xinya scanned her surroundings to see that the room was furnished in a classic theme which happened to be her favorite. She was the one who had come up with the design of the rose chandelier. She had merely brought it up casually. To her surprise, Si Yiyan actually remembered it.
She turned around and walked towards the bookshelf beside the fireplace to see that there was a large collection of ancient books on the shelf. She randomly grabbed one of the books and flipped through the pages, on which there was Si Yiyan's round and neat handwriting. There were annotations and footnotes all over the pages of the book, as well as some of his personal thoughts. The book turned out to be way easier than she had found it to be. 
She soon became engrossed in the book. 
Not long after, Si Yiyan exited from the washroom and said, "I've filled the tub with water. Hurry and go take a bath!"
Wen Xinya placed the book back onto the shelf and turned around to make her way towards the washroom.
As soon as Wen Xinya entered the washroom, she removed her clothes and stepped into the bathtub without even testing the temperature of the water. The warmth of the water seemed to have penetrated through her skin and got rid of all the chilliness in her. She felt extremely comfortable and soothed.
Wen Xinya got out of the bathtub after soaking in the water for twenty minutes. There was a navy blue satin bathrobe in the clothes basket, which was obviously placed there by Si Yiyan. However… it was his bathrobe.
Wen Xinya grabbed the bathrobe and put it on, allowing the smooth satin to be stuck closely against her skin. It felt as if Si Yiyan was pressing his soft and tender lips on her skin. She felt like she was being immersed in his unique scent, causing her face to turn red and hot in shyness.
She reckoned that it must have been the steam from the warm water which made her blush.
Clad in the bathrobe, Wen Xinya stood in front of the door and continuously fidgeted around. Every now and then, she would check if the ribbon was untied or if the robe was too loose. A long while later, she finally mustered up the courage to walk out of the washroom. 
Si Yiyan was not in the living room. Wen Xinya put on Si Yiyan's slippers and began walking around on the soft and fluffy fur carpet. She finally caught sight of Si Yiyan in the kitchen after pacing back and forth around the room.
Si Yiyan was dressed in a green shirt that made him look lanky, elegant and suave.
He had folded his sleeves and was busy preparing some ginger soup for her. The overwhelming scent of ginger and the sweet fragrance of brown sugar wafted up into the air of the enclosed space, causing a warm and fuzzy feeling to fill her heart.
Despite having sharp senses and excellent combat skills, Si Yiyan did not notice her presence at all.
He looked down at the pot of ginger soup with a solemn expression on his chiseled face. Although it was just some ginger soup, he was extremely engrossed and made a conscious effort to be meticulous and careful, as if it was the most important thing in the world.
He had put in lots of effort into cooking the pot of ginger soup.
Si Yiyan poured some of the ginger soup into a bowl and took a sip to make sure that it tasted right. He then turned around to see that Wen Xinya was standing in front of the kitchen.
Wen Xinya burst into laughter and said, "Well done, Si Yiyan. You're actually making me eat your saliva."
Si Yiyan smiled and teased. "You've already eaten lots of my saliva, haven't you?"
Wen Xinya's puerile face turned red at the thought of the various romantic exchanges and kisses they had shared. Indeed, she had ingested lots of his saliva. 
Si Yiyan served her the ginger soup and said, "Hurry and finish the ginger soup! You won't catch a cold once you break a sweat."
Although the ginger soup reeked of an unpleasant, spicy stench, her nose seemed to have ignored the overwhelming smell of ginger, allowing her to taste only the sweetness of brown sugar, which seemed to fill her heart. 
Pouting her lips, she said, "You must be cooking me ginger soup because you don't want me to fall sick and end up having to make you take care of me. I'm not going to let you have your way. Even if I'm not ill, you have to take care of me and serve me!" She then continued self-righteously, "Feed me!" 
"My pleasure!" Si Yiyan exclaimed, staring at Wen Xinya's smug and proud expression. He then scooped a spoonful of ginger soup and blew it to cool it down. After testing the temperature with his lips, he fed it to her. 
As happy as a lark, Wen Xinya opened her mouth and drank the spoonful of ginger soup. She intentionally crinkled her nose and said, "It's so spicy! Si Yiyan, you didn't put enough sugar, did you?"
Feeling a little apprehensive, Si Yiyan tasted half a spoonful of it. He found that it was indeed a little too spicy although it was very sweet. Knowing that Wen Xinya had always been extremely picky, he said, "I'll make you another bowl with more sugar."
Wen Xinya burst into laughter and grabbed the bowl from his hand. She jested while sipping on the soup. "I was just pulling your leg! You actually believed me? No amount of sugar is going to cover the taste of ginger."


Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically. 

Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states. 

To the jerk's profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, "Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!" 

Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world. 

A certain rich empire's CEO: "Don't mind me. I'm just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!" The queen's mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, "Who are you again? Don’t even bother!"

In a blacksmith shop, a muscular man and a young boy were chatting.

"By the way, what is with your smell? Did you jump in the sewer or something?" The man saw his clothes on Aiden and felt bad for the young boy. It was more of a potato sack than clothes.

"Pretty much, I was not left with much of a choice," He said. He did not want to say more than that.

"I see. How about this? I will give you some gears, but you will have to pay me back later. How good does that sound?" Drart gave a friendly smile. 

Aiden was silent. He had to think about the offer. 

"What is wrong with my offer? Don't tell me you prefer wearing that potato sack?"

"It is not that. Honestly, it is very kind you and I thank you for that. But I do not like owing others money. So I am going to reject that offer." Aiden never felt too comfortable being in debt to people. 

Even in the real world, he would rather work hard and barely eat than have to owe money.

"Fine. The way you talk makes me think you are more mature than you look, you know? But I can't let you leave like that. I will give you some fresh clothes at least as a gift for selling the sword for me cheaply."

"No, you do not-"

"Boy, take it. It is my son's clothes and I have not seen him in years. And It has been taking up space in my storage." He left to go into the backroom and then came out with a unique outfit. "I remembered my son likes to design clothes based on the dark hero from legend. So, how does it look?"

"Yeah, your son is not a bad tailor."

It came with a jacket, shirt, and pants, which were all black with silver linen. It was design base on an unknown armor base on what Aiden could see.

"Now that I take a closer look at the outfit, they are too big for you. If you like it, I can tailor it to fit you?"

Aiden nodded in agreement.

Drart told him to come back in about an hour.

Aiden left the Tart Ore Shop satisfied. With 25 copper coins in his possession, he went to the nearest doctor. There he bought a potion to cure him of his waste disease. That potion cost him ten copper coins, leaving him with fifteen left.

"Phew, it is finally gone. I am never going to enter the sewer again." Aiden said in relief.

With only forty-five minutes left before meeting with Drart again, he decided to look for an inn to rest. He did not want to be out in the open too long since people saw him activate his Avant-garde Caster skill. He was not sure if any members of the Golden Deer knew it was him who sneaked in and stole the materials, but he needed to stay low for a bit.

There was an inn near the Tart Ore Shop, which made it convenient for him and only cost five coppers a night.

"I thought I will be targetted by the players of Golden Deer by now, but I guess it has not spread that far, fortunately." When he came back, he had to be careful to avoid places populated by players. It was another reason he chose the Tart Ore Shop, which was away from the busy part of the city.

When Aiden went up to his room, he felt exhaustion overcame his body. He had been fighting all day and training all night with little rest. His premature body could not take the stress for long. He quickly removed his dirty clothes before falling asleep on the clean bed.

*****

Inside the guild house of the Golden Deer, a blonde man was sitting at a desk while reading a history book. In front was a man from when he saw Aiden using the Blue Tattoo of Speed.

"So what you are saying that she died and there is no more information regarding the person who sneaked in, stole the materials meant for my little brother, and free our hostage needed to complete a quest? Is that right, Tyrin?" The blonde man was one of the officers of Golden Deer, Dean ChainTerra. He was a 2-star rank player who been playing the game for more than a year in real-time.

"Yes, Dean. Mylin was already level 10 and was moments away before breaking through to a 2-star. So, Instead of the thief, it was the NPC that he set free. She most likely killed Mylin for revenge." Tyrin said. 

Tyrin and Mylin both saw Aiden activated the skill belonging to the class Avant-garde Caster, which the Golden Deer monopolized. When he told Mylin to follow him, he found out several hours that she died.

When she died, she was not able to log back into the games for 24-hours, which was twelve days in-game. Instead, she messaged one of the members of Golden Deer to tell Tyrin as soon as she died. Because of the time differences between the game and the real world, Tyrin noticed it too late and lost track of Aiden.

"Forget about him and the girl. We will just say that she died and get a partial reward from the Baron. And the material that was stolen can be bought again. This is a small matter compared to the goal. I've been researching for a statue class according to these textbooks, but I can't seem to find it. I even have the whole guild members search for a place I thought it would have had it. The statue class belongs to a 3-rank meister that was able to bring down a whole city by himself. Although I do not know the specifics of the skills, I believe it is a class that can make us a top guild." Dean said as he continued to skim through the textbook in front of him.

Tyrin agreed with his decision. Dean was a guild officer in charge of finding statue classes for the guild. Although there were hundreds of statue classes scattered all over the world, about half of them were already occupied by players and even NPCs.

Having a statue class belonging to a guild not only boost their power but also entice more members to join.

Since the statue class never disappeared even after someone change to that class, it was possible to have all their members switch to that class, as long as they can complete the requirements.

The one downside of the statue class was that they cannot be moved. The lore behind it was because each statue class represents the weigh of a star in the world of Verse-way. To move a statue class, one had to obtain the strength to move a star, which was highly improbable.

Anf If they do find it, the only option was to set up a base there. And when they do that, it was like exposing themselves that they were hiding treasure there. So, once the other players found out, it will be a war to control that area.

Verse-Way, a deep virtual massive multiplayer online game, or DVMMO, that took the world by a storm. The game connected the poor and rich in a new world more grand than Earth. The world felt realistic through all their senses. They can feel the breeze, taste their food, smell the flowers, and hear the world around them. Real-like NPCs, they feel emotions and interact each like real people. 

Verse-Way had been released for two years, and the player base was getting larger and larger every day. An unorthodox player by the name Aiden Hendrick was a hacker. Instead of playing the game legitly, he used his two years of playing to find a way to hack the game no matter how small.

Then one day, he created a program that allowed him to clip through the specific wall. From there he found himself involved with glitches. He obtained a glitch item and found himself playing as an NPC with no way to log out.

How will Aiden survive the world as a weak NPC while fighting against players and monsters?

Year 2033, February
13:00 P.M.
Atlantic Ocean
. . .
I found myself constantly looking out of the jet's window. The clouds were so close and some even brushed over the jet itself. Yet it just passed through like that. 
Perhaps it was normal, and I just never knew that. It was also the first time I was in an aircraft. Agatha and Caesar were minding their own businesses as I looked out at the sky.
Agatha was reading a magazine at the front seat, while Caesar was playing a game on his phone.
"No...NOOOO!" Caesar stood up and stomped the orange mat furiously. "This game's broken! How can I lose to a level one Computer?!" He continued his ramble and caught Agatha's attention.
She had a scowl on her face. "Oh, please, Caesar. Pipe down, will you?"
Caesar whispered some words to himself about the game and sat back on his seat.
I turned my eyes to the blue far below. "The sea!" It was sparkling and glittering under the sun as the jet flew. There was nothing but blue. 
"It's amazing..." I felt an imaginary crack inside me as if an absent emotion finally bubbled up in my heart. My face flattened from the glass window, focusing on any unique detail that I could notice at the blue sea. 
"Young miss Ava."
I shrieked from the voice. It was Caesar.
"Um, yes?" I replied.
"You never got a chance to get into a plane, right? How do you feel?"
"It's amazing. It's like I'm riding a bus, that can fly," I replied.
"Hmm, that's one way to put it," said Caesar. ''I've been meaning to ask you this, miss Ava." He pulled out his smartphone, displaying a chess video game. "Want to play?"
"Oh, okay." I had played chess a lot a few years back with my friends. I wondered what they were doing, or if they were safe.
Caesar whirled his black robe and sat beside me. "I'm on the white side!"
"I'll take black then."
Quite some time passed as we both played one round of the chess video game. A thought came to mind.
"Caesar, how long will it take to go to Chad?" I asked absently. Caesar moved his white knight to capture my pawn at b5.
"About ten hours, considering this jet moves at the same speed... Your turn, Miss Ava."
I pressed my finger two times at the screen and the phone buzzed. 
"Hmm, you checked my king. But that's not a problem!" Caesar moved his white king at the space to the left.
My finger tapped the screen and the phone buzzed again.
CHECKMATE! BLACK WINS!
"W-What?! Miss Ava!" Caesar grumbled from his loss and hunched below his seat. "I've been beaten. By young miss AVA!" He scrambled at my seat and his Aegis mask touched my nose. "You have to teach me!"
"Um, okay," I replied simply.
And so, for the rest of our time in the jet, Caesar forced me to battle him in chess, which ended up with him losing all of it. Sometimes, I even questioned his moves.
. . . 
The next day, we arrived at Chad around two in the afternoon. The capital city of Chad, N'Djamena, was beautiful. 
I had never seen so much sand before in my life when the jet flew above the Sahara desert. It later landed at an open area near the capital city. I put away my scarf and winter jacket as it was too hot. I did not expect that kind of temperature difference from where Canada was. I supposed another country placed in the middle of the world map had always been like that.
"Welcome to Neo Africa." A tall dark-skinned man with a white headscarf neatly wrapped around his forehead greeted us as we walked out of the jet. 
Caesar persistently wore his black robe and boots. Agatha had replaced her jacket with a sun-protective pale blue thin jacket. I wished I had one.
"Anuman! Nice to see you again. Uhh, how's the MASTER?" said Caesar.
'Master?' I thought.
"He's fine. I'm glad you asked. He's awaiting your presence in his palace. I'll be your escort," said Anuman.
He smiled and proceeded to take the lead, and we all soon follow him. All of us used an unusually long, silver car that Caesar called a limousine to go to the meeting place. I looked at my surrounding as we drove along the road.
The city was pretty much like my town in Mansel Island from a glance. I noticed a huge, white building right away. It was simple, with its boxy arrangement that connected to other smaller buildings in a 'U' shape.
"What is that?" I pointed at it.
Agatha who was next to me stopped her reading and turned to me. "It's our meeting place. The Grand Amina. It's actually another palace built by Gheele Folami other than the one he has in Goz Beida."
My eyes gleamed at the mention of Amina. "Oh! Isn't she the queen of Zazzau in Nigeria back in the days? She was also a warrior belonged to the ethnic group, Hausa!"
Agatha had her eyes wide opened. "Wow. How do you know that much about her?" asked Agatha.
I was silent, as we continued to drive down the road leading towards the Grand Amina whence the people took their time to look at us. In a way, the limousine attracted attention. Given that other vehicles that I caught with my eyes were all very modest wholly, as to say. 
The hatred inside me started to prick a little bit, mentally whispering that those civilians were looking down at me, judging me because of my eyes. I had become accustomed to that hatred inside me for some time, but since there were no soldiers of the Great Corporate United there, it felt unnatural.
'But I hate everyone, everything.' That thought kept repeating and plastered itself at the forefront of my mind. 
Indeed, that malevolent, sordid hatred was something I had integrated into myself, permanently changing how I perceived any external stimuli I ought to experience.
Perhaps for eternity.
I kept reminding myself I was there to move closer to where Alicia and Bart were at.
"I read about Amina a long time ago. I think her name and description was mentioned in a book called 'Rulers' so to speak," I said.
"Hm, avid reader, aren't you?" concluded Agatha. She resumed reading her magazine.
My eyes kept peeling for any kinds of constructions and vehicles around me. There was this large building that intrigued me and I was tempted to go check it out. "Um, miss Agatha, what's that?"
"Oh, that's the University of N'Djamena."
"What's a university?"
"You didn't know?" Agatha looked up for a moment. "It's sort of like your normal school. The exception is that you get an education at a university only after you have graduated from high school."
My mind memorized what she had explained. "I see, I see."
Soon after, we arrived at the bronze door of Grand Amina and stepped out to the many servants greeting us. There were a lot of people outside doing different tasks and chores that I found myself frozen under the streaking sunlight. A woman noticed my stare and smiled. I reluctantly returned her smile and moved to Agatha's side.
Anuman introduced a young girl to us whose purpose was to guide us inside the Great Amina palace. My focus was entirely on her.
She was pretty.
Her skin was pale brown and her dark hair tied into a large braid that washed over her back. Her snowy white dress complimented her demure behavior as she talked to Caesar.
"The Master is waiting for you inside. Please, let me guide you to where he is."
"Amaryllis, isn't it? Haven't seen you before," said Caesar. He touched his yellow mask, observing her from underneath.
"Oh, I'm quite new here. I'm usually in the kitchen." Amaryllis continued, "Then, shall we?"
Caesar nodded and gestured for both Agatha and me to follow the girl as the bronze door creaked open.
"You've been here?" I asked Agatha.
"A few years ago when Caesar and I were investigating an incursion operation done by the Great Corporate United in Chad," replied Agatha.
"An incursion operation?"
"A squad of soldiers launched an attack towards the other palace, but it was thwarted."
"Oh..."
There were a lot of decorations and items inside the palace. 'A lot' may be an understatement. I accidentally kicked a golden kettle lying on the marble floor and Amaryllis shrieked.
"I-I'll take this away." She took the kettle and placed it on a small ledge protruding from the white wall. She sighed and turned towards us like nothing happened.
"Uh, I'm sorry, miss Amaryllis," I apologized as my body bowed.
"N-No, it's fine. R-Really." She chuckled nervously and walked in front of us in haste.
Caesar shook his head at me. "Young miss AVA. You should be careful. Gheele Folami, as far as I'm concerned, really cares about his... things."
"But there's so many."
"Hm, indeed it is. The palace seems like it had run out of place to put all these stuff," said Caesar.
We arrived at a golden door and Amaryllis pushed it open. I covered my face from all the light that the room radiated as we entered the room. The walls were all covered with orange crystals and a pedestal stood out at the end of the room. A dark-skinned man was sitting on an ebony chair and looked down at us from his spot.
He wore a golden coat and a white collared shirt on the inside. His shirt and trousers were engraved with an intricate design in orange. His hair was dark and reached his shoulders.
He was nothing like any people I met. His overpowering presence in that huge room made me tense.

The strong rules over the weak. It has been a golden rule since ancient times. And so, weak people were discriminated, treated with injustice. 

In this story, we follow Ava, a 10-year-old girl who got caught in the attack of her own settlement by a military force. 

Through an incident, Ava realized the power within her gene, Aegis. With her newfound power capable of overwhelming any weapon and armor the army possessed, she paved her own way of finding her parents. 

What follows her afterwards were nothing that could be considered as happy. At least, not from the point of view, of a 10 year old girl.
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09h00am
"Oooh! Say Stan, you must really love this kind of place. There's pictures of pretty girls all over the place. Check out the ass on the blonde girl in the red dress. Stan, what is it? Are you in pain or are you just wriggling with joy? My money's on the second one. Lift up your jacket so I can see how happy my big brother is. Ha-ha-ha"
"Lyli, the secretary's looking at us sideways, so please calm down a little. I remind you that I came here for you, not to look at women."
So says this liar, but I'm not so blind that I can't see his eyes on every asses walking around.
For about 20 minutes now, my head has been turning right to left every 30 seconds. Girls have been coming in and out all the time. If they don't come to drop off a book or beg for a chance at the office near the door, they go to the woman at the second reception desk, who behind her desk looks overwhelmed. Sometimes I tell myself that the job of an honest secretary should not be easy.
Here, it's a real parade of tall young women. Usually, I rarely come across many girls as tall as me, but here, some of them are real firecrackers and I'm probably in the smaller ones.
"What are you looking at me for, you useless vase? Because I'm prettier than you, you're afraid I'll steal your job? Tsch, a bunch of bitches who earn their living with their asses."
"Forgive us, miss. And you, what have you been working with lately? Forget my question, but for the record, you came here also because you think your ass is your best source of income."
"No, it isn't. If I want money, I can fuck rich old men or sell my underwear on the internet. If you want to know everything my dear brother, money isn't everything. No, and you don't have to look at me with those surprised eyes. Without the popularity that goes with it, money is bland. That's why I'm here. I like to be looked at. You see, I'm not just greedy, I'm also shallow, but the advantage I have over many other girls is that, although I'm fully aware of it, I live it perfectly well."
"Miss, hmm!!!! Miss, Pink panties girl! follow me, please. Mrs. Sanderson is ready to receive you."
Stan and I leave the comfy beige couch of unusual design to follow Secretary Number Two. The carpet is also very nice. I think with this thickness, rolling around naked on it would be really enjoyable. The contact of my buttocks with these fine fibers of...
"Why did you refuse to let me tell her your true identity?"
"What a stupi... question? No, not hitting Lyli.  Actually, it's a method I developed last night...
...imagine: I walk in. The head of the agency sees the most sublime young woman she's ever seen enter her humble office. However, everything about this goddess is a mystery. Where does she come from? What is her life path? Who is she really? But above all: why hasn't one of her competitors yet recruited this diamond of unparalleled purity?
... Initially shocked by the vision of this celestial being, when the director of the agency finally comes to her senses, she quickly grasps the file that contains all the information she has been able to gather on the divine being in question. And what does she see? Pink panties girl. Three words. All in all, her information boils down to 3 words. With so little information, the mystery around the goddess becomes even more irresistible. The human cannot resist the irresistible, otherwise this word would not exist.
Only the sound of our footsteps hitting the big white tiles of the long corridor comes to disturb the embarrassing moment I am living.
The secret of my method to get the package (full advantages), exposed, after giving me a look expressing both his disgust and deep sadness, Stan turned his head and pushed me away from him.
(Knock, Knock, Knock) "Mrs. Sanderson, Miss Pink panties girl and her lawyer are here."
"He's not a lawyer, stupid old woman. He's a brother."

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