Walkthrough (2)

“…Your true feelings?”

“…W-Well, you see.”

The most important thing when covering up a slip of the tongue is quick wit. If I were to stammer or be vague, they’d give me suspicious looks nine times out of ten. For that reason, I spectacularly failed. I missed the appropriate timing and ended up showing several seconds of silence.

“…It’s not my true feelings.”

I hardened my face and became serious. I don’t know if the change in expression looked smooth, but I hoped it did. Shuriel only gave me a silent look, his mouth tightly shut. I felt uncomfortable with the silence, so I quickly turned my head and started doing my job. I turned my back and started squeezing out the remaining semen. He must have shot a lot, because even after squeezing for a while, it kept flowing out endlessly.

“Haa…”

Is there still some of the drug left? When I put my fingers in and scratched the walls of my vagina, a tingling pleasure rushed in. I held back a moan. A slightly lewd scene. I heard a clearing of the throat from behind. It was Shuriel. I continued to remove the semen without paying any attention.

I don’t care what he thinks of me. Whether he likes me or thinks I’m a hopeless pervert. After all, we’ll be parting ways once the Great Labyrinth strategy is over. If he cuts off my limbs, kidnaps, and imprisons me, I might hang out with him a little.

After squeezing out all the semen and looking down at the floor, there was an enormous amount of semen pooled there. I was internally shocked at whether this was really the amount of ejaculate a person could produce, but then I thought that it all went into my uterus, so I figured it was possible.

“I’m… done.”

“…Okay.”

*

After that, it was a continuous strategy.

As a result of timing the Great Labyrinth entry, not even one second off, eight days had passed. Shuriel, who hadn’t seen sunlight or even breathed outside air for over a week, looked… miserable.

But did we only look for the path during that long time? Well. I won’t deny that it was hard to suppress my wicked desires. Especially with a girl who doesn’t even show any reaction even after being raped twice, there’s no need to say anything more.

I was raped six times.

Most of the time, it was by Shuriel with his eyes turned red, but not all of them. Two of those times, I was the one who pounced on him because I was horny for various reasons. Goddamn it. There was nothing I could do when the flame trap burned the grass. Even wearing a mask didn’t help.

The clothes that didn’t have a single original piece left were the result of that. I just pressed the rags and decided to go around half-naked. There’s no point in putting them on again, they’ll just get torn.

As a result, something, something… I felt like I had become a fuck toy. A fun toy that he can fuck whenever he wants, and whose pussy tightens when he chokes me. Ah, damn it. Why am I getting excited? Just thinking about it made my lower abdomen tingle.

And Shuriel…

“Haa?! D-Doryeon-nim?!”

“…What’s wrong?”

“Y-You suddenly grabbed my butt…”

“What? Ah, um. Sorry.”

He got used to it.

He got used to all these actions.

Usually, when you say something like this, you should take your hand off the butt, but he kept rubbing it. I sighed heavily and left his groping hand alone. I was used to it too….

What should I say about him? He became unreserved. He became dull. If he was bored, he would hug me tightly from behind and grope my breasts, or put his fingers in my mouth without saying a word. It was nice to have a hobby to enjoy in the stuffy Great Labyrinth, but…

“Let’s live together when we get out of the Great Labyrinth. I’ll take responsibility for you. If there’s anything you want, just tell me. Jewels? Or a room for magic research? Fame is good too. I may be the second son, but I can give you fame no less than my sister-in-law.”

…His obsession deepened. I frowned, exhausted by Shuriel, who was groping my breasts after my butt.

“…I’m fine. Let go of my hand. You violated me for unavoidable reasons. Do you think my heart will follow because of that? It’s absurd.”

“The heart tends to follow when the body follows.”

“That will never, haa. Happen.”

Shuriel’s wife. When I imagined myself as a Countess, goosebumps ran down my spine. The possibility of that actually happening wasn’t zero, which made it even more terrifying.

“Haha…”

Shuriel was no longer affected by the red eyes. It was exactly from the fourth time he ejaculated inside me. It’s not clear whether the Great Labyrinth had taken over his mind, or whether he had completely overcome it.

-Kkwaaaaaak….

“Really?”

“Kkaheuk, kkeuheueuk…?!”

He smiled creepily while choking my neck with his left arm. In his right mind.

Haa. I shouldn’t have been vague back then. He finally realized it.

That I’m a hopeless masochistic pervert.

He wrapped his arm around my neck and repeatedly choked me just enough to not kill me. I tiptoed and convulsed my body to survive. Lewd fluids flowed between my legs, which I couldn’t completely cover, staining my skin. Shuriel swept the flowing Vaginal Fluid with his remaining arm and stimulated my clitoris as it was. His crotch swelled.

The hot pillar of fire touching my back told me that Shuriel was just as excited as I was. He didn’t hold back like before. Before I could even realize it, Shuriel shoved his dick into my pussy. The lewd sound of “jjibeup” lingered in my ears. The long and hideous dick crushed my uterus as soon as it was inserted.

“Making such a lewd expression?”

“Hahik, heuk… heugeuk…”

He knew very well what I liked. Choking, suffocation sex. The large dick absorbed the Vaginal Fluid that was constantly spewing out and scratched the walls of my vagina. Despite being raped several times, my pussy always squeezed his dick tightly like the first time, trying to squeeze out his Semen.

“Hahit, hi, hik…”

I have to hold back my laughter… I have to refuse firmly… It feels so, so good. I made a blissful expression and raised the corners of my mouth like an idiot. Terribly, we were both in our right minds. We weren’t drugged, and there was no one interfering. My smile was the final blow. The suspicious glint that Shuriel had sent was shot with conviction.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“Hi, hieut, hik.”

“I’ll let go if you don’t say it.”

…What am I supposed to do if you threaten me like this?

“G-Good…”

“…As I thought.”

Haa….

I don’t know.

Let’s just enjoy it and think about it later.

* * *

While Yujin was being fucked like a dog by Shuriel, a secret conversation was taking place between two Demons at the very top of the Great Labyrinth.

One was a delicate male figure with neat, short hair, and the other was a female figure with long hair braided to the right. Both had hair the same jet-black color as the tower they had built. And androgynous appearances that resembled each other. Moreover, their voices were the same, so much so that it was impossible to distinguish them by listening alone.

But there is no need to distinguish them. There is even less need to distinguish them by name or hairstyle. Because. They are twin Demons, one of the few in the Demon race.

The twin Demons, Kordil and Pordil.

Born on the same day, from the same mother, with the same purpose, and acting with the same thoughts. They, who are one as two, cannot exist separately. The only way to prove their existence is through each other, so they will be together until eternity.

“Haa… Kordil. How nice would it be if you could see this lake.”

Pordil lamented, caressing the eyes of her blood relative. Kordil, her one and only family member who cannot see. He lost his sight in the past during a fierce conflict with the Su Ryongin-Human alliance. He beheaded hundreds of the descendants of the vile dragons and the terrible humans, so he has no regrets, but… sadness washes over her whenever she sees him unable to see.

“Don’t touch my eyes and focus on stabilizing the tower.”

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to be sarcastic.”

“I know, so get away. You know this isn’t the time.”

Kordil, who answered cynically, pushed away Pordil, who was clinging to him, and grumbled. Pordil breathed hotly and blushed deeply. Just before she fell away, she kissed his head and whispered sweetly.

“Kordil. Kiss me.”

“After purifying the foreign substances inside the tower first.”

“That’s too much. You can at least do that for me.”

“Would you really be satisfied with just a kiss?”

“…You’re just too quick-witted.”

Pordil often attacked Kordil. Relations between blood relatives, humans would be horrified if they heard about it, but they didn’t care. In the first place, human laws have no meaning to Demons. They didn’t know what was wrong, and even if they did, they wouldn’t think of stopping.

“Well, there’s plenty of time.”

Pordil, who licked her tongue in disappointment, twisted her body seductively and took a few steps back. The beautiful scenery of the lake came into view beyond her fleeting gaze. Kahalia. A blessed area that has received the essence of nature to the fullest. When she sees such beautiful scenery, anger comes before admiration.

It would have been nice if Kordil could have seen this too. The more she thought about Kordil, who would have to live as a blind man for the rest of his life, the more her anger soared. An incurable fatal wound. Those damn paladins… If he hadn’t been hit by divine power, this wouldn’t have happened. Pordil barely swallowed her overflowing anger and asked Kordil.

“How’s the purification work going?”

“Not good. Two humans are coming up faster than expected.”

“…Where are they?”

“37th floor. At that speed, they’ll reach the top in two weeks.”

“That’s fast. Aren’t they the first ones to come up this far?”

“I need to increase the intensity of the emotion amplification and the density of the traps. Pordil. I’m counting on you.”

“Not fun. I understand.”

-Lalala…

Pordil sat on the ‘core core’ that made up the tower and hummed with an eerie melody. She sings of curses against humans and the end of all things, shaking her feet. When the song reached its climax, the core core glowed red and vibrated.

The tower shook slightly, and the distant land became even more distant. It uses the essence and Mana of the land it has absorbed as a sacrifice to build a new floor. Her singing will become her will and be reflected in the tower.

The growth of the tower.

“Haa…”

Pordil, who finished singing, stretched out with a haggard face. Kordil accepted her as if he was used to it and moved her to a cozy bedroom. She inwardly wanted praise, but she was too exhausted to speak. Annoyed, she wrapped her arms around Kordil’s neck and kissed him in a surprise attack.

“Heueup…”

“Puhah…”

Sticky saliva fell in an arc. Satisfied, Pordil let go of her hand and turned her head beyond the window.

‘…Wait. I’ll spread the darkness soon.’

They fearlessly invade the sky, which is the realm of gods and dragons, and build a huge tower. And devour it. In that way, they suck up all the light and essence of Kahalia, and when the tower has absorbed enough blood and ‘blooms’ into a complete flower. Their purpose is achieved.

They will spread darkness to the world. Slowly but surely. By the time humans notice, it will be completely dyed in darkness and impossible to reverse. Just like my blood relative has fallen into deep darkness, I will plunge them into darkness in the same way.

Strategy?

Try it if you can.

Come up if you can.

The tower’s curse amplifies all kinds of negative emotions. Can humans withstand this? No way. Humans are dirty, selfish, and greedy beings. A perfect and pure human? There’s no way that exists, right? I swear on my horns, there’s no human who can withstand the curse. The paladins of the Holy See, who call themselves pure, are the same.

I have seen countless times the bugs called ‘adventurers’ who try to climb the tower self-destruct due to internal strife. They betray, run away, and stab their companions in the back for money, for bodies, or for their own lives.

The more people there are, the more disadvantageous the structure is. Unless a transcendental being like a hero invades alone…. Above all, Pordil didn’t think she would lose in a one-on-one situation.

The curse of the puppet and the formula of reality distortion. Her own special technique that allowed her to create the current tower.

Did you say the 37th floor? Heh. Come up if you can.

I’ll thoroughly… smash you.