Chapter 142 – 142. The Tentacle That Violates Time
Now, there was nothing here.
Before there was nothing, there was me.
No one was exempt from the wave of extinction that occurred in the center of Zion.
It took less than 10 seconds for the overwhelming explosion, vibration, and heat to hit the people on the streets and all the buildings, and for the metropolis, which boasted a long history and grandeur, to completely disappear.
There was no time to feel pain or sadness.
There was no sound of buildings collapsing or people screaming. With just one sound, just one explosion, everything ended.
Zion, a city where tens of thousands of people and all kinds of goods from the world came and went, and where people chased pleasure under the guise of justice, disappeared.
[I lost everything.]
Someone’s voice.
It can’t be a voice. Because there is no one I can talk to.
In response to killing the goddess who descended into Red’s mental world, Red unleashed all the remaining magical power in her body and self-destructed, causing my body and everything around me to disappear.
So, if you ask me how can I perceive my surroundings like this?
There is no way I would know that.
There’s no way tentacles have souls in the first place,
If I had to guess, I would say that the things that have been sucking the souls of warriors and hiding in the bodies of other ordinary people and absorbing their mental power become nutrients to maintain ‘me’ for a while.
[The humans who were to be your hosts, the warriors who were trying to eat you, the little pleasures and the females who were going to be your seedbed, all have disappeared.]
Voice again.
No, I have heard this voice before.
“Is this the devil that was in Eshir’s womb? Now if you’re going to pay her back for protecting her from Red’s bombardment-“
[You can’t do that. Because they are already dead, Eshir and you too.]
Okay, I guess I’m dead after all. There was no trace of my original body in the rubble of Zion that had been reduced to ashes below.
This self of now will soon disperse and disappear, like tears in the rain.
I don’t know who the human soul that maintains me today belongs to. Joshua, Eri, or Pedi? Nina? Pros? White? Pink?
Now that I’ve lost all my tentacles,
What is ‘I’ without tentacles?
No, it didn’t really matter who I was.
But the females I had, and especially Eshir.
She was a precious meat bag that would spread my seed!
Even though I lost my body, this feeling of something throbbing deep inside my throat. It tears your insides to pieces.
This feeling is a sense of loss. About my body, my life, my future, everything.
And Eshir.
This was different from when I was weak and almost lost her to someone else.
Because I really lost it this time.
[Yes, that’s it.]
Said the devil who read my thoughts. That too is a being that lived in Eshir’s womb, and now that Eshir is gone, all that remains is its fate to crumble to pieces like me.
[So I make a suggestion. You petty tentacle full of desires, go back to the past.]
I was speechless at the sudden suggestion. A huge sound came out unexpectedly.
When that demon first took over Eshir’s body, it could have punished it by directly violating Eshir’s womb, but since it couldn’t, it seemed to have returned to its arrogant tone.
“How can that be possible? “Even if you say you’re a devil, aren’t you the one who ends up clinging to Eshir’s womb and receiving my semen?”
[There won’t be time to waste talking like that. Our soul has lost its place and is trying to return to the Goddess. You will lose your sense of mental identity, and eventually you will end up being massaged by the hands of the Goddess of Reconciliation through magical crystals. Don’t you feel yourself disappearing?]
It was just as the devil said. Now that my body was completely destroyed, my soul was soaring endlessly into the sky above Zion, gradually letting out something inside of me one by one.
[What makes up your soul now is a kind of rag made by gathering the souls of human warriors. If I pour out my entire soul to create a gap in space and time, I will send only your soul back to the impure body of the past, so try again. If your soul is like a piece of rags, you will be able to slip through the cracks.]
It seemed as if thorns were sticking out of the devil’s words. In the end, I couldn’t protect his host, so I felt resentment toward him.
“What is the price?”
[If I go back, first stop me from ending up like this.]
I guess so. Because you have to prevent yourself from disappearing.
It seemed that somehow, that devil wanted to take root in this world again.
The devil’s seed extracted from the grimoire took root in Eshir, and Eshir offered her womb to become the mother of a devil.
And the bodily fluids and magical energy that I shed while mating with Eshir became food for the devil.
In that case, it would be okay to receive this level of preferential treatment.
In the end, it means preventing Red from self-destructing, but it is a very cheap condition considering that not only my life but also the lives of Eshir, Cornelia, etc. Can be saved.
[And I hope you provide better quality magical power and soul essence than now. Even though it’s outside of Redya’s standards, extracting magic power from other weak warriors isn’t even a snack for me. And for my mother, lightly toasted bread spread with foie gras spread, soup made with petrel nests, duck raised on sulfur from Magye Mountain made with confit as the main dish with wine sauce, and for dessert, sorbet made from pomegranate and royal. I wish they would sprinkle some jelly on it. The lizard woman’s tail was quite a treat, so it would be appropriate to let her eat the woman’s meat as her steak every other day. The firm meat made me feel healthy every time I ate it. First, we will only supply this much once every two days, and then…]
No. There were so many things I wanted.
“You want a lot. It seems like just violating my womb wasn’t enough.”
[Well, I just let my guard down for a moment back then! As long as I manifest and find my real body, you guys-!]
The devil’s emotions intensified, but then calmed down, perhaps because he had found self-control. However, the memory of experiencing being directly violated by me in a human body remains, and the memories, pain, and pleasure of the tentacle dick remain intact there as well.
I thought I hid the devil himself, but I can’t hide it completely in a situation where we are merging and losing each other’s identity.
I did not miss the glimmer of fear and anticipation deep within the emotions that I managed to stabilize.
Before I could recall any more memories of that time, the devil continued speaking quickly.
[Anyway, you must hatch me. Find the witch. You’ve already seen her. We’re going to the witch’s island that Red was looking for. There-]
In the end, you too will be revived, but there are many conditions. This probably includes the debt for protecting Eshir from Red.
But there was one condition I liked.
Asking for more quality magic power.
In Red’s mental world, I found one thing that perfectly matched him. Perhaps that devil also had her in mind when he said those words.
It’s like eating a goddess.
That walking pornographic bitch.
No, it wasn’t the same thing, it was literally pornography. When I saw that bitch, I felt.
That’s the pussy I should aim for.
The goddess who descended into Red’s imaginary world had porn projected all over her body under the influence of me who was there with her, but finding the soft, soft real pussy hidden under the robe of that full-body pussy would be the greatest feat of my life. It was.
The devil, who was connected to my emotions, also seemed satisfied after reading this.
[I think I understand perfectly what you mean. Let’s look forward to that meal.]
With those last words, the devil disappeared.
“Thank you, my future child.”
I thanked the demon for being gone. This is probably the first time I’ve expressed gratitude to anyone other than Eshir.
“And when you are born, be sure to be born as a daughter.”
“Saaaaa,” The air current changed. Sand and ash flew from the place that was once Zion, creating a whirlpool.
‘Cracked-‘
The rough grains that were rustling and rubbing against each other began to rub against each other as the wind grew stronger, and as the vortex accelerated without any signs of abating, sparks began to form inside.
‘Kaaaaagh-!’
‘Go go go-!!’
A whirlpool of ash and flames that now almost sounds like a spinning saw blade or a human scream.
This is a phenomenon created by the devil’s soul gathering its last remaining power.
There, there is a past from a few hours ago that needs to be changed.
The vortex got smaller little by little. It’s not like it’s fading away, but as if all of its majesty and presence are being compressed into one point. And accelerated. It’s about to create a gap in this space itself.
Then, the phenomenon created by sacrificing the soul of the devil took on a certain form.
A crack in space and time.
No,
To be precise, it is so dark and deep that its depth cannot be known, and it has a pressure that seems to absorb everything and a sweet yet ominous aura that seems to contain everything in the world, and it opens up in the sky above Zion…
“It’s a pussy!”
It was a pussy.
