Chapter 18: Sir alex corrupted

( lol lied it was to be short but ended up being 2000 words but here is what i said before )

( no chapter today: this is going to be a short chapter, i was not gonna update today and rest and think about the story progression but I'm grateful for the power stones recently. thank you everyone. here is a short chapter for you all )

It had been a few days without max,

ai sayama knew he was strong and surely if anything went wrong he could always escape, but somehow she felt worried.

this was an unexplored door and he was only a noob class, she could think of a thousand ways he could die in there.

she did not know why but her heart ached when she thought that maybe she would never see him again, that maybe all she would get back would be news of his death, this thoughts made her heart painful.

as she spent time thinking about it, she felt like a little wife waiting for her man to return home. she could not help but blush her mind started to think about when he pressed her down and fucked her tight little cunt,

she thought of her resistance that turned into welcome as she secretly enjoyed his pounding, she quickly shook her head reprimanding herself.

" no sayama, no. you need to be a loyal and faithful wife, " she chided herself, but her mind couldn't stop thinking about the pleasure of that night, her secret garden felt hot. she wanted to reached down and pleasure herself but she stopped it, she had to remain loyal, she would never betray her dead husband again.

she would never let his strong arms press her down again.

god she felt helpless, without him she felt a little bit unsafe.

and only now did she realize how much she had come to rely on his young shoulders, she both felt helpless and ashamed by her behaviour as a grown mature woman relying on a 19 year old youth.

/// somewhere else in the sayama courtyard ///

Rika's womb ached for attention, she felt hot, as she hid under her blanket pleasuring her pussy like a naughty little maid,

she thought of max's big and hard shaft going in and out as her tight ass bounced on it, just the thought of it made her crazy.

She picked up her pace, her fingers moving faster trying to bring her to climax,ah aeung! Ugh "hah, yesss!! ahaang!! Hng❤️ Ang!!❤️ "

she pinched her red cherry and squeezed her perky tits as she moaned,

she tried to push herself over the edge only to fail.

sigh* max where are you she thought.

///

In the clan, clansmen were busy discussing the upcoming by ways of clan succession and if lady sayama will win or not.

" do you think lady sayama is gonna win ? " a young man asked his surrounding friends.

" your joking right ? there is no way she can win she is lucky to be still the head of this clan"

" thats right to think that a woman is leading us, it makes me ashamed to raise my head when i go outside"

" i want her to win though " the man who asked the question said

" that's only because you like her" another man laughed

" who doesn't ? imagine that sexy bumpy figure being pressed down by you, and her waist twist as you fuck her little cunt"

" Oi, we know your like her but keep you mouth shut, if you are heard speaking about her like that believe it or not you won't have a good ending "

" yea that is right, calm down man"

" still his right, who doesn't like her, shit ! i am so jealous of the man who is gonna have her"

the group stopped talking about it and went on with they day.

similar conversations took place in the clan, not many thought that she would win the way of clan succession.

/// somewhere in the kingdom of Lu ///

Sir Alex was thinking about his revenge on lady sayama and hoping that the boy who dared to kill him and ruin his plan is alive so he can get to kill him .

lately Sir alex has been troubled by the voices in his head, they keep on telling him to kill innocent people and sacrifice their lives to the pendant of death.

he knew that if he gave in to the voices then he would be further corrupted by the pendant, but as much as it scared him the impulse to kill was growing stronger and stronger.

even 2 days ago when he looked at this slut whilst sliding his shaft into her, pounding her ass.

he could not help but look at her slender white neck, it looked so slender, so fragile.

he could see his big hands just slowly holding around it and squeezing it, ohhhh the thought of it almost drove him insane. but he panicked and quickly left.

for the past few days, all that has been on his mind has been ai sayama the boy and staining his hands in sweet blood of innocent and helpless people.

"blood, i need blood" sometimes Sir alex would wake up and find him self whispering about blood and killings, every hour and every minute he felt it get worse.

he needed to do something to stop himself,

he did not know what to do but then again he thought maybe, just maybe killing wasn't all that bad.

i mean, people kill chickens and cows every day right, i mean it's not bad right.

yes he thought, it's okay, it's okay, he can't be blamed for killing can he,

people kill animals to eat everyday, what is wrong with him killing people so he can have an extra life or two ?

" yes that's right there is nothing wrong with me right ? im okay right ? just like killing animals, it is no different, i shouldn't stop my self" he started to laugh but tears slowly fell from his eyes.

" i am okay, i am " he spoke to himself

but silent tears rolled down his eyes,

after a while he stopped speaking to himself and got up, leaving his room manic laughs escaping his mouth as he swayed away like a puppet on strings.

/// some time later ///

at the poor edges of the capital were the peasants lived ,

in an ordinary house screams could be heard

" no ! darling don´t, run away from him, his a monster "

then the sound of a sword cutting down flesh could be heard.

a mother hugging a little boy watched her husband get killed trying to protect them from a man who broke into their house, she knew he was only noob class and begged him to run but now it is too late.

all she could do is hug her son and pray.

" mummy i am scared" the voice of a little boy could be heard

" little boy don't be scared, i won't hurt you, i am just gonna send you to your dad hahahah, you like red right ?"

the man said as he slowly walked to the mother and boy, blood dripping down his sword

" sir i beg you, please not my little boy, please " the mother cried

" mummy ?"

" it's fine darling it's fine, mummy will protect you okay?"

the boy just nodded his head still scared

" your mummies little brave soldier okay ?"

the boy nodded his head again

" good now close your eyes, and when you count to 100 everything will be okay" the mother said whilst trying not to cry but tears still fell on the little boys face.

the boy closed his eyes and felt his mother stand up, he did not know what was happening but he felt scared. he did not know why the bad man came to his house.

the mother stood up and blocked in front of the boy, she knew she was weak but as a mother she had to protect her child.

the man just smiled but she could see tears rolling down his face and his eyes seemed to cry out for help,

but before she could understand she was cut by the sword in the mans hands.

her blood splashed onto the boy as she fell down.

the little boy felt warm liquid spill on his face and heard a strange sound, curious he opened his eyes only to see his mum laying lifeless on the ground.

" mummy ?" he cried out

" mummy whats wrong " he asked, his eyes blank.

" mummy, i am sorry, i shouldn't have been naughty and open my eyes before a hundred, mummy ? " he crawled to her lifeless body

" mummy, please you won't speak to your little soldier anymore?" he started to shake her

"mummy your just sleeping right ? "

he started to cry as he shook her trying to wake her up but to no avail, his hands were covered in blood.

" mummy wake up, please!!" the little boy cried after a while he just sat there, his eyes dull.

his tears dried, motionless.

soulless, he stared into space, blank

the man watched this and felt nothing, he just smiled and finally walked up to the boy, " little boy you like red right? "

but the boy just sat there motionless his eyes dull, hopeless like a kite with broken strings.

the man saw that the boy just sat there blank, feeling bored he swung his sword and the boys head went rolling his body slumped.

his head rolling in the pool of his mums blood, his eyes still dull.

the man started to laugh whilst walking away, this was the man known as Sir alex.

, blood dripping down his hands, drop, drop, drop

he suddenly looked at his hands then at the corpse of the family regaining himself for a moment he stuttered

" wh.. wha… what have I become "

he asked scared and panicked he looked at the scene in fear he had killed before,but not children and the innocent like this, this was senseless murder,

he started to back away from the scene taking a few steps back he tripped over a dead body frightened he scrambled away and leaned against a corner having full view of his act.

His body suddenly started to shake as if trembling and attempting to suppress something then a lower laughter sounded before he threw his head back and burst out into a full crazed laugh,

laughing as if he was entertained before he calmed down and started muttering incoherently before it became clear " life for death, death for life. Life for death, death for life " hahahahhah hah, death for life " he spoke fanatical and manic before he got up and swayed away like a puppet on strings.

that night Sir alex disappeared

max still doesn't know what monster he will find when he comes for him

when he came for max no one knew if max would still recognize him.

( fuck, that was one chapter. lol i don't know how it turned out, but yeah this is the type of book im writing, yes there is R-18 and a harem and a harem seeking main character but it is a grounded story, it is cruel like the real world, there is not really a protagonist

lies but i hate protagonist, it makes it seems as if my main character will have plot armor. he won't

it is just a story and the story is told from max viewpoint,

meaning that he will struggle and will not have plot armor and shit, he will not even always win or get the treasure. you know in novels where the main character some how gets the best treasure after competing with people more powerful than him? yea we don't do that here, the character will grow, the character will bleed, cry, fear, lose on his journey to try to be on top of the food chain.

like he won't rank first in tournaments every time beating people who are supported to be stronger than him just because, he will lose rank 8th sometimes and even lower but this will let him grow, we have logics here,

i don't have plot armor, you certainly do not. so why does max get to ??? fuck him, lol jokes anyway you get the point.

power stones !!!!!! )