Prelude (12)

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My lungs collapse, and my heart races like crazy. It was an omen foretelling a pathetic death. A miserable and futile demise, drowning in my own Breast Milk with limbs severed.

My hair floats upwards, above the Breast Milk. The lid, tightly secured with locks, didn’t budge from the mere push of hair, but it cracked slightly, revealing a small gap, under the gradually increasing pressure.

The sound of trickling water flowing out of the container enters my ears, buzzing. I blankly closed my eyes in a world amplified and trembling.

It was a sensation of sinking into the deep. Being submerged into the deep, deep sea where no one is.

I tried every possible way to breathe, desperately struggling to get out of this deep sea, but it was all in vain. The loser’s instinct engraved in my life rendered all attempts futile.

‘Ah-…….’

The pain turned into comfort in less than five minutes.

An extreme sense of exhaustion and coziness enveloped my entire body, as if it were a reward for the pain I had endured. No one would refuse this warm and gentle touch.

Death calls. I answered the call. Regret for what was left behind, hatred for myself, and hatred for the world. All of it churns and pierces my heart, but soon, I let it go.

And I sink.

Deeply.

So that I can never come up again.

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To get straight to the point, I died. And for good reason, I endured for 20 minutes in a sunken state. My heart had stopped long ago, and my body had turned cold.

“…?”

But then I opened my eyes.

It was impossible. How could I open my eyes when my body was dead? But I could see the world. A clear, clean world.

‘…Not exactly clean.’

The sky I looked at was very clear, but my current state was not.

‘Where am I?’

I barely calmed my frantically beating heart and moved my body.

“Eung, heut-?!”

Pshush-! Vaginal Fluid bursts from between my legs. My pussy, having squirted for a long time, finally calmed down after going seven times, and my exhausted body slumped.

Panting like a baby bird, I could understand the identity of the sudden pleasure.

‘I died, huh.’

Death.

The maximum pain and pleasure I could feel. I grinned foolishly and spaced out for a few seconds. This was because the mind immediately after death is extremely unstable.

“Hua, heu…”

I blankly stare at the clouds. After about ten minutes in that state, my broken mind gradually began to recover.

Then, things I hadn’t noticed gradually came into view.

‘My arms and legs are cut off-no… torn off.’

Bright yellow pieces of fat were plastered all over the severed areas. It was a phenomenon that could only be seen when muscles were crushed along with the skin. And it was done very violently, with a grip that wouldn’t be possible with ordinary strength.

‘The place is… a garbage dump.’

And the place I was dumped was a trash can.

‘Was I raped and abandoned?’

I could guess from the pungent smell of Semen. I was violated so severely that the bottom of the trash can was filled with Semen, and my uterus was torn along with my intestines and is being reconstructed.

But more than anything.

• Buseuseu…

A candy wrapper fell from my head as I flinched.

‘…Astra.’

This was Astra.

Among them, the dormitory complex of the Iron Bear Tribe.

‘Hajin.’

I felt a chill and focused my mind.

-He… hehe… Mas, ter… I, like… strong…

Then I heard a voice identical to mine.

It wasn’t me speaking.

It was Hajin’s personality, who had been deprived of control and cornered, muttering.

‘…Did it automatically settle in an empty shell?’

This was the first time this had happened-…no, it wasn’t.

The place where I first created Hajin. The Black Magic Tower. The torture I did there. And the spare body. If I was tortured to death by Hajin, my mind would automatically transfer to the linked body.

‘I did… mental linking, too.’

It was when I was playing with Hajin’s body. I linked it then and never disconnected it. I must have thought of Hajin as a separate personality rather than a spare body, so I overlooked it without much thought.

But even if Hajin moved autonomously, she was just a golem designed based on my Mana wavelength. It meant there was nothing different from other spare bodies. So body transfer was possible.

‘This is bullshit.’

One thought came to mind.

‘I’m screwed.’

I quickly begin reconstruction. The torn and crushed limbs transformed into pure white limbs in just a few tens of seconds.

“Euchat.”

I let out a short grunt and got out of the trash can.

“Eueut, eu?”

I couldn’t maintain my balance and staggered. Hajin’s body was made based on her weak past, so I didn’t have the watermelon-sized breasts that I always carried around.

“Hueu. Eum?”

• Deolkeok.

It was when I landed on the ground with difficulty. I realized something was hanging around my neck and immediately picked it up.

It was a sign.

A sign I had quickly scribbled with my own handwriting.

-I’m an Aein-only sex toy that you can fuck and throw away anytime♡ After you’re done enjoying, please throw me in the trash can without getting caught♡

‘This is insane.’

I chuckled. Whether it’s a bitch who drowns in her own Breast Milk, or a bitch who gets raped and thrown in a trash can.

I casually threw the sign into the pile of trash and prepared my clothes.

• Ttak.

Clothes are created with a snap of my fingers.

A black dress worn at the mansion-……

“…?”

……It should be.

‘It’s a maid outfit.’

The revealing maid outfit that I used to dress Hajin in. A service uniform that doesn’t cover her breasts and pussy, practically.

I cast the spell properly, so why did this kind of outfit come out?

There was no way I could have made a mistake.

Someone intervened.

I hardened my face and scanned my surroundings. But other than the Iron Bear Tribe students loitering around, I couldn’t feel anyone’s energy.

But immediately after that, I could tell who had intervened.

-What the hell are you doing in my body?

Hajin.

“It’s a long story….”

-It looks like it. So, never mind. It seems like it’ll only give me a headache if I hear it.

“Thanks for being considerate.”

-More than that, lower the corners of your mouth a little. Why are you smiling like that? It’s creepy….

I’m smiling? I heard Hajin’s words and closed my mouth.

-So, when are you getting out of my body?

Hajin grumbled, expressing her dissatisfaction. She hated controlling her body extremely, just like when she was playing tricks with suggestion.

“Sorry. There are too many problems with creating a body right now. I don’t even know what my original body is like….”

-…What did you do?

“Before that, can you tell me what time it is now?”

-Three in the afternoon.

“What?”

-It’s three o’clock. Is there a problem?

There is.

‘A lot.’

A day has passed.

Not only is the distance far, but since it’s Hajin’s body that’s being gang-raped for most of the day, it took too long to move my body and awaken my mind.

‘If it goes as planned, I’ll be leaving at 1 p.m…. so by now, I should be arriving.’

The east is well-paved, so it doesn’t take long to visit each other’s cities.

What about Rushelly?

If you use a modified carriage, you can arrive in the capital in an hour and a half.

-Shuriel? That blonde goody-two-shoes? He’s coming?

Hajin, who read my thoughts, asked in a bewildered tone.

“I wasn’t planning on coming through your body. I swear.”

-Surely not, right?

“No, it’s true. I’m sorry.”

The problem is Shuriel.

He mustn’t think I’m dead.

-Where are you going?

“To Aileen’s room.”

-She’s out on an external internship right now. She’ll be back in the evening.

It was when I was turning my feet so urgently.

“Hoo, did I come at the right timing?”

A mid-low voice with considerable resonance was heard.

‘Is it the guy who was loitering around?’

When I released Mana around me, one Iron Bear Tribe member was detected. It must be that guy. I ignored him and was about to head straight to Aileen’s dormitory,

Was about to,

But…

“-Ah, eu?”

As soon as I turned the corner and faced him, my brain tingled and my body wouldn’t listen.

“Heeu, he….”

I squatted down like a dog and stuck out my tongue, be-. This was also an action that was not related to my will.

‘Why, why is this happening?’

-Heu… that guy is Ra-Kakun.

‘I don’t care about Rakun, quickly return it to normal?’

I can’t control my body.

I can easily escape if I use the power of an Archmage, but this feeling is, like, like. Just like I can’t resist death, an instinct of obedience that I can’t dare to aspire to prevented resistance.

“Good. You’re already fully prepared. Yes, stick your tongue out like that…”

As I was internally annoyed, the Iron Bear Tribe student called Rakun slowly approached with a syringe in one hand.

A syringe filled with dark red liquid.

It looked suspicious at first glance.

‘Quickly. Release. Immediately.’

This was an imprint that Hajin had formed while spending time with the Aeins.

You can’t resist the Aeins. That humans, like inferior races-that a mere lowly human woman’s body can’t defeat such strong males-is firmly ingrained in her mind.

-Sorry, I can’t do anything about this either, heu, haeu, heu… it’s something I can’t do…

Hajin stuttered. At the same time, she struggled to take back control of my body.

Her struggles were mixed with envy, jealousy, and anger.

As if she, not me, should be the female who has to obey that male right now.

“Well, please take care of me today too. Hajin-eum, should I call you ‘Aein-only sex toy’?”

• Jjuuuuk……

In the end, the drug is injected through the tongue.

-Get out of the way, get out of the way! Immediately! I said get out of the way! That’s, that’s. Mine! Iik, ik…!

The instinct of a female.

Hajin’s anger.

Due to the effects of the drug.

They attack the body and mind, rushing in from three directions.

‘I, I have to, get out, right now. You, fucking, masochist, bastard…’

-I’ll do that just once, okay? Please. So, just once. Just hand over control once. It’s not urgent, is it?

‘It is urgent-don’t, push me, you crazy bitch-!’

-Ah,

This hopeless masochistic pervert bitch-

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“……Ah, ha, ha….”

A silly laugh.

“Is it having some effect?”

“Hee, heu, hehe…♡”

“You should look forward to today. I made it three times stronger than last time.”

“He, heu, tha, thank you…”

It wasn’t my laughter.

“More than that, you don’t seem to be in good condition. Is something wrong?”

“…Tha, that’s, hehe, heu.”

“You seem a little out of it today.”

“Heueu… No, Master…♡”

Not me, she says.

“……There are some ‘uninvited guests’. Hehe….”

…….

‘…You bitch.’

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“…I’m screwed.”

Shuriel muttered, looking at the inside of the container where only hair was floating.