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Freeuse World

Liam, a normal 20 year old college student, lived a normal life with nothing interesting in his life but it changed. He met a succubus who gave him the power to use the world however he pleased. If he wants to rule, he will rule, if he wants to get a girl, he will get it and if he wants to destroy someone, he will do it. No one can stop him!

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13 Chs

Darkness

Liam blinked his eyes as he looked around. He was suddenly here and now only what he could see was darkness.

"The hell?" Liam frowned as he looked around.

This is what he hated the most.

The unknown!

He didn't know how he was here or who brought him!

"But I should be able to get out of here using my power!" Liam mumbled but he felt weird in his heart.

Liam narrowed his eyes.

Liam's eyes widened. He looked down and saw that a spear had penetrated his stomach.

He used his powers but he could only widen his eyes as he couldn't get out of this darkness at all.

"Hey!"

Liam heard a whisper near his eyes. He looked to the side and saw two crimson red eyes staring at him.

Liam grabbed the spear from the front and took it out.

He then, looked at the eyes and narrowed his eyes.

"You!" A black hand with long red nails appeared out of nowhere and moved quickly towards him.

Liam could only see a glimpse of red nails before he felt himself flying in air.

Liam was sent flying by the punch of that hand. He flew for a few hundred meters before landing on his feet with difficulty.

Blood came out of his mouth while his eyes looked at the hand and the eyes.

'Damn it! Side-effect is starting already!'

This power that Liam had received had a side-effect and that was this curse where he had to fight some beings that were born out of this power to not let someone use this power.

Liam knew about this and he was ready to face them but still, there was one thing that he didn't like and that was that this damn side-effect interrupted his pleasure.

Veins popped on his forehead. He clenched his fist.

"Damn! Damn! You mongrel!" Liam spoke with clear rage in his voice as he walked slowly towards the crimson eyes.

"Hehehehehe!" A creepy laughter reached Liam's ears but he didn't flinch nor did he love his eyes from the eyes.

The hand moved towards him with its nails in the front to tear Liam apart.

But Liam didn't even glance at the hand.

When the hand was only one centimeter away from his eyes, the hand corroded before vanishing.

"Huh?" A shocked voice sounded in the darkness.

"You! You! You! YOU BASTARD!!!" The voice shouted at the end before a two hands shot towards Liam but Liam without even moving his hands made them disappear.

Liam looked at the eyes and stopped walking.

"Is this your limit?" Liam spoke with a smirk

"AAAAAAAAH!"

This time ten hands appeared behind Liam but Liam glanced behind him and they also disappeared.

Liam looked back at the eyes.

A mouth appeared beneath the eyes and suddenly, a suction force appeared.

Liam didn't react and kept standing there, but there he saw something or rather, someone.

In that crimson mouth, he saw someone.

He wasn't he a hero nor he considered himself. He was someone who would what he wants irrespective of other people's opinions. He only followed his wishes and he knew it was the right way to live.

Currently, he didn't know why but he suddenly had the urge to help that someone.

So, he ran. Yes, he ran towards the mouth whose inside was all crimson.

When he was near mouth, he jumped into the mouth.

The mouth closed as he jumped into it.

"Hehehehehe...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" A laughter in a creepy voice sounded in the darkness.

"Another wielder is dead! HAHAHAHA!" The laughter increased in volume but soon it stopped and there only remained silence.

...

Liam looked ahead and what he saw was crimson color.

Only for a moment, but he definitely saw someone. Someone was in trouble and needed help!

Liam started walking on the crimson path.

As he walked, he looked around but he only saw crimson color.

He walked and walked. There was no sound of his footsteps as he walked on the crimson path. He also didn't speak. There was only silence which became more, more and more ominous with time.