## Chapter 1217 – #285_상자(9)
#1211
1.
Let me say it again, the ‘box – Arca’ is not just a simple artifact.
A virus named Shin Siwoo has infiltrated that artifact, rendering it completely useless.
For Orserlia, where most of her self-magic is channeled through Arca, being unable to use the box means her power doesn’t even reach the level of a great witch.
With her external seal completely out of commission, how can she possibly face Shin Siwoo?
The undisputed greatest power of Gehenna.
The invasion failed.
Orserlia’s fate is in Shin Siwoo’s hands.
“I’ve lost.”
The boundary between illusion and reality crumbled.
In the middle of the mansion where Shin Siwoo had been ravaging the witches, Orserlia slowly took off her clothes.
“You’ve won. And the victor has the right to take whatever they want.”
The sheer, flowing fabric of her silk dress fell to the floor.
Standing on the rug, her naked body exuded a mystical aura that surpassed mere physical attraction.
The sensuality of a temptress and the purity of a saint, the freshness of a maiden and the ripeness of a mature woman.
Like a predator honing its allure to lure its prey, a demonic beauty that had been sublimated into a form of magic.
Orserlia knelt at Siwoo’s feet.
She bowed her head and declared herself defeated.
“All my rights belong to you. If you spare my life, I’ll do anything. Really, anything. Hehe….”
When Orserlia raised her head again, there was no trace of the infamous old witch, the leader of Hexennacht, the witch of the 24th tier of the Proverbs.
A servile smile on her lips and a cowed look in her eyes.
If she had a tail, it would be wagging pitifully, seeking her master’s attention and affection.
“I realized from what you showed me earlier. It was blasphemous for a lowly female like me to even try to defeat Shin Siwoo-nim. I’m deeply reflecting on my actions. Please, please spare me. I don’t want to die like this…. Please….”
A shadow of fear fell over her once-noble beauty, now stained with servility.
Her beautiful face was tear-streaked, and her trembling voice showed that she was genuinely begging for mercy.
“I won’t act up. I won’t resist. I’ll spend my whole life in the box if I have to. I’ll be your strength, Shin Siwoo-nim. Right? If you have my help, it’ll be much easier for you to use Arca! Ah….”
Orserlia, having thrown away all pretense, pride, and dignity, continued her desperate and rambling pleas. When she met Siwoo’s cold gaze, she became flustered.
“I, I’m really serious! I, I’ll prove it!”
Orserlia rushed to a witch who had collapsed like a sack and, without hesitation, buried her face between her legs.
It was the female genitalia that Siwoo had just thoroughly defiled, smeared with all kinds of fluids.
“Slurp, slurp…. Orserlia pledges her allegiance to Shin Siwoo-nim. I’m a worthless moron who isn’t even worth killing! Slurrrp…! Hehe, hehehe….”
Orserlia frantically buried her nose between her buttocks, licking and cleaning up the white discharge.
She glanced up at Siwoo, trying to read his expression, and flattered him with a forced smile.
Siwoo, unable to watch any longer, frowned and said,
“Stop it, will you? What are you doing?”
“No! No, no, no! Please spare me…. Please spare me! Please! Master! Siwoo-nim! Papa! Assistant!”
Like a cockroach hit with insecticide, Orserlia crawled over in a fit and clung to Siwoo’s leg this time.
This time, she sucked on Siwoo’s engorged member, which was limp from the previous act.
“Please raise me! You can torment me every day…. You can use me as a punching bag and abuse me whenever you’re bored…. What I was going to do to your wives was definitely! I swear! Not my true intention! How could a moron like me dare to plot such a wicked scheme?”
Orserlia, who had been trembling all over, became excited as Siwoo’s member, reacting to the stimulation, gradually grew larger.
She immediately spread her legs wide in front of Siwoo and lay back.
“Orserlia is your new toy now, Master! You’re very angry with me, aren’t you? Please take out all your anger on Orserlia’s pussy! Orserlia also likes anal sex! My body in the real world is a pure virgin! Actually, I got turned on watching you fuck the other witches…. Can you see how wet I am?”
“Ha, you crazy bitch.”
“Hehehe…. That’s right. How could a fool like me dare to have other intentions? I don’t want to die… I want to live… Sob, sob… Sob….”
When Siwoo let out a snort, Orserlia laughed along and then sobbed.
It was literally the last resort of someone cornered mentally.
“Ah, right! The box! The box, you can’t operate it perfectly without me!”
“I’ve heard that.”
“Ah, no! It’s not that simple! To connect and operate the nodes, you need my help! You have to fight Duke Erelim, right? If I give you my full support, you can reach the 25th tier, no, even the 30th tier is not a dream!”
“…….”
“I won’t be a witch of the Proverbs! I’ll be a witch of the cumdump, a witch of the dog-pussy! I’ll even throw away the name Orserlia Rimos! Please give me a new name, Master? How about this? Onahole Anus! I just need my life spared, just my life…. I’ll really, truly be loyal…. I’ll be bound to you and obey you….”
Persuasion and pleading, begging and flattery.
Life is precious to everyone.
They will do anything to survive.
If it’s a witch, it’s not easy to beg for life while crumpling their pride.
Witches, especially those of public status, are the kind who believe in their own superiority more than anyone else, aren’t they?
The feat of completely breaking down Orserlia, who was dangerously strong and extremely arrogant.
The intense sense of conquest that stemmed from it.
And the instincts of a male, activated to the extreme by the ‘invasion’.
“If you just fuck me once and don’t like it, you can dispose of me…. Haaah…!”
Siwoo pounced on Orserlia.
Orserlia’s arms and legs wrapped around Siwoo’s back as if she had been waiting for it.
“H-how is it? Haaang… Master? Is my pussy delicious? Your cock is so amazing too…. I’ll try to squeeze it with all my might… Hiss!”
“Oh, it’s actually pretty good? A bit tight, though.”
“T-that’s because your cock is too big, hehehe?! I, I like it! I like it!! Conquer me more! Make me your cumdump!”
There was joy mixed in Orserlia’s moans.
It was the joy of someone who had been on the guillotine and found a way to live, and the result of the physical pleasure that Shin Siwoo was physically pounding into her.
Humans are slaves to their emotions.
But joy, anger, love, and pleasure do not drive humans to death.
They are merely fleeting phenomena and are ultimately byproducts that are subordinate to life.
However, there are emotions that drive humans to death.
Humiliation, contempt, misery, shame.
The most fatal emotions that make humans give up on their lives.
But even these are just fleeting phenomena that Orserlia can overcome.
“Hey. Your pussy is so trashy, I can’t even fuck it.”
“Yes….? Yes? J-just a moment… I, I’m sorry…. Please, let me try again…. T-then how about this hole…. This one is brand new….”
Siwoo pushed away the clinging Orserlia and got up.
His eyes were filled with sadism and the satisfaction that could be seen in a strong person.
It was proof that Orserlia’s servility and reactions were giving Shin Siwoo, who was in a state of mental excitement, the ultimate sense of superiority.
The powerful enemy who had been showing off her terrifying power just moments ago was now groveling and calling herself a cumdump.
Wasn’t that the ‘narrative’ he emphasized?
If she could secure her future by swallowing his ridicule, she could accept humiliation, contempt, misery, and shame as much as necessary.
Even if this wasn’t a private space but the middle of a battlefield, Orserlia would have acted the same way.
It’s not about protecting one’s honor and living proudly as a strong person.
The one who survives, even while swallowing humiliation, is the strong one.
“You’re really not going to use this hole?”
He had clearly disabled the box.
But the box was Orserlia’s domain.
If he thought of Arca as a prison and left Orserlia to roam free….
“Uh, no.”
-Clank!
“Huh?”
Thick iron chains locked around Orserlia’s wrists.
Orserlia recognized what they were.
“H-how? You… Arca?”
This was made by manipulating the illusion of ‘Arca’.
Even without Orserlia’s help, Shin Siwoo had done it alone.
“It’s not like I did it all by myself? You should look around.”
Orserlia frantically looked around.
The witches who had been brutally violated by Shin Siwoo were dressed and looking at Orserlia with cold expressions.
The witches, who had been unable to resist due to Orserlia’s unique ego, were now cooperating with Siwoo, even though Orserlia had lost her power. They were so brainwashed that they couldn’t even think of defying him.
It wasn’t just a matter of being disabled, they were ‘cooperating’.
“I saw your little show. Did you think I was an idiot?”
“N-no…. I would never think that….”
“You were thinking that if you groveled and begged in a state of no resistance, that sucker would just lock me up in the box, right?”
“…….”
That was true.
The surface consciousness of Shin Siwoo that Orserlia had touched was a soft, mushy pushover.
But Orserlia didn’t know.
That Shin Siwoo had no hesitation in punishing evildoers who tried to harm his lovers and clear-cut evil.
He had just been playing along to give Orserlia a thorough sense of despair.
“I’m not just going to kill you.”
The chains gradually wrapped around Orserlia.
The floor of the mansion began to collapse, slowly swallowing Orserlia.
Below, there was pitch-black darkness.
Orserlia, who had created Arca herself, knew what this darkness was.
It was the ‘junkyard’ where the egos of the witches who couldn’t function properly in Arca were dismantled.
A space where the five senses were blocked, the connection with the box was severed, and they would drift in an infinitely extended eternity.
No matter how strong their mental fortitude, if they drifted in the void for hundreds of millions of years without any stimulation, their minds would die.
Orserlia muttered as she watched the approaching darkness.
“This, this pathetic thing…. Is this my end?”
Orserlia Rimos, the witch of the Proverbs.
She was not afraid of death.
If the last moment of her long life came, so be it.
But was the final battle that Orserlia Rimos had fought really going to end with such a ridiculous conclusion, a defeat in a sex battle?
With no more twists, was this unsightly death really the end?
No.
No one can clearly face reality.
Everyone deceives themselves to some extent and engages in self-hypnosis that is close to brainwashing.
Orserlia, who thought of herself as a realist, was no exception.
The moment the end, which had felt so distant, suddenly loomed before her eyes.
Orserlia trembled as if she were having a seizure.
That couldn’t be.
It was an absolutely blasphemous thing that could not happen.
“No! This can’t be! This can’t be the end! Let me go! Let me go! Like this, without leaving anything behind!!!! I am! I am! The great witch who sings the praises of magic! Orserlia Rimos! Though my body and soul may decay! My spirit is immortal!”
Orserlia, foaming at the mouth, twisted her body in a fit and glared at Shin Siwoo.
Her ugliness showed a different kind of reality than the act she had been putting on.
“Don’t worry. Tigers leave their skins when they die….”
In front of Orserlia, who was glaring up with bloodshot eyes, Shin Siwoo showed a small device.
“Orserlia leaves behind a video when she dies.”
It was a crystal ball that recorded videos.
Inside, there was a recording of Orserlia flattering Siwoo in every way.
“I’ll make good use of this. So that the story of how Onahole Anus, no, Orserlia Rimos, met her end will be passed down to future generations.”
Orserlia’s fit reached its peak as she sensed her inevitable end and a fate worse than death.
“You son of a biiiiitch! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll definitely, definitely come back…!!!! Gurgle!!!!”
Orserlia sank into the complete darkness with the chains.
The pitch-black darkness wrapped around her body, slowing down time in the final moment. Orserlia saw it.
Shin Siwoo’s eyes, looking down at her without a trace of mercy.
The distortion deep within his eyes, which could not be seen even with Arca.
