Upon waking, Asai immediately shot up and out of Robin's lap-pillow. Glancing around to find his party members gathered around a camp-fire, still within the presence of the dungeon that now quietly and gently swirled. The man jogged over towards the closest opening of space before summoning his new soul-companion with great excitement.
[Dream] !
A majestic, beautiful, celestial beast that wore a pristine-coat of white emerged out of Asai's shadow and galloped around as it sniffed the air, ate the grass and chased a squirrel away. Upon its back were two little white wings.
Asai looked on in silence. Feeling cheated as he questioned to himself.
"Why is he so small!? Why is he so young!? It's barely a donkey!"
Ignoring its masters feelings, the baby-Pegasus galloped around its new environment. And even if it tried to take flight, to chase the woodland critters that escaped to the trees and branches, its body to wing size disparity was far too much to even glide.
Asai couldn't help but palm his forehead as his excitement died down. "How on Earth am I supposed to ride him into battle?
"It's cute! What's its name?" Robin Sol's golden eyes flickered in joy as they laid upon the adorable beast. Prancing around, eating grass and scratching its back upon the trees.
"Dream..." "A disappointing dream that is..."
"Master! Master! I'm so glad you picked me! Those other guys were all old and boring, always talking about strength, skill and discipline, so consider yourself lucky that you managed to pick the most fun-loving of the bunch!"
Asai stared on with deadpan eyes, watching as the horse neighed and stomped its two front feet.
Robin, on the other hand, soon joined by Sora and Olivia began to gently pat and stroke the celestial-beast. That would one day roam the skies as well as the far lands, albeit being a day perhaps far too late to contribute to humanity's current war.
Seeing as the ladies were more than happy to groom it, to feed it. Asai retreated to a random tent, helping himself to its bedroll and sleeping away his dreams and hopes. Before his mind entered slumber, his upper-torso shot up abruptly as he quickly climbed back out of the tent and tested his other latest skill. One he had received from Sora, who's bloodline was renowned for its apparent shadow mastery.
[Summon Yokai] !
Injecting quite the large amount of mana into the skill, enough to force the human into taking a couple deep breathes to regulate his blood flow, a blackish-grey trash panda emerged out of his shadow. Quick to crawl over towards his front as it stood upon its two rear feet, staring at its summoner in silence.
A dozen seconds of nothing later, Asai finally found the energy to open his mouth.
"So, what can you do? Can you talk? Can you fight? Or are you just like him?" The man pointed towards [Cotton] the little white fur ball of a bird, that was snugly sleeping atop Robin's head as per usual. Having followed the direction of his fingers, [Tanuki] the trash panda tilted its head in confusion.
A long, slow, deep breath later. Asai left the raccoon to its own devices before throwing himself back into the tent. Gulping down an entire bottle of whiskey before climbing back into the bed roll that smelled of vanilla.
Before his mind entered slumber, he abruptly sat upright once more.
A cold-sweat fell from his brow as he questioned his memory.
[Ruin]
Level Requirement: 50
Requirements: Asai
Stats
[Reset] Blade condition resets upon sheathe
[Decimate] 100% of caster's normal attack to AOE zone
: Full Moon / Half Moon / Eclipse
[Decay]
Level Requirement: 50
Requirements: Asai
Stats
[Reset] Blade condition resets upon sheathe
[Decimate] 100% of caster's normal attack to AOE zone
: Full Moon / Half Moon / Eclipse
Seeing both beautifully crafted blades appear within his hands, his beating heart settled in relief.
"At least, this new acquisition was real..."
About to lay his weary soul back down, a visitor soon approached his tent, shadowing over the material.
"Asai, may I come in?"
Recognising the voice to be Mel's, he simply climbed back out and popped his head out. "What is it?" He looked around, checking the vicinity for monsters or beasts. And yet, he only caught a glimpse of [Cotton] and [Tanuki] fighting over one corner whilst Robin was rubbing her face into [Dream]'s soft mane.
"I- I want a fresh pair of underwear please..."
Asai immediately understood as to why she was so fidgety. To conserve on space and to reduce weight, everyone's clothing were stored within [Storage] and [Inventory] Bethel, who was usually in charge of carrying their luggage, as she was innately strong, had chosen to leave her stuff to Asai. As the duke appeared to be so rich, he had multiple storages, enough to carry supplies to last for months.
As such, Mel now had to ask the man for a fresh pair of underwear, whenever she wanted to change.
"Please close your eyes, and don't look!" Although the two had once been considered lovers, the two hadn't quite been reacquainted to such a point as of late. Whilst Asai was waiting for her to be ready, worried of causing any traumas or painful-memories to resurface, Mel was more or less, incredibly mindful towards her position towards the man. Within her memories, she could still clearly remember how she had simply plucked away Asai's virginity like it was nothing special, treating him like a dildo to sate her desires.
And whilst she was his senior back then, the roles now reversed so greatly, she could only continue feeling inferior and unqualified. Especially when the man was surrounded by so many outstanding beauties.
"Close my eyes and don't look, got it." Asai closed his eyes, and sent mana into his skill [Inventory]
And whilst one usually couldn't clearly see within their own [Storage Ring] Asai could navigate, see and feel every item he had stored in its entirety. Perhaps, if he put his mind to it, he could even enjoy its scent from within his mindscape.
"Asai, the black ones please."
Within the corner of his [Inventory] reserved as a walk-in wardrobe, Asai's astral-body went on over to Mel's section. Finding the lacy little items that were semi-transparent, soft and smooth to the touch. Her bras were slightly-padded, as they amplified the cleavage by slightly pushing her breasts together.
Still having his eyes closed, he simply opened his palm before Mel and her undies appeared like magic. Swiftly snatching them away, she turned to run, but not before thanking the man.
Watching the adventurer retreat back into her tent, he turned towards the other side and stared directly into Sora's black eyes. Seeing her blink in disbelief, as she still wasn't used to the man being able to see through her stealth so accurately, she knelt upon a knee.
"My king, if you're tired and wish to rest. May I have the honours of massaging your aching and sore muscles?"
Rather than answer her vocally, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the tent. All of his stress, disappointment and pent-up-energy, all of it would be fired into the dhan's womb.
...
Within their shared tent, Bethel and Mel could hear the dampened whimpering and moaning that was coming from the duke's tent. Bethel's red eyes lingered over Mel who was fidgeting between her legs as she listened in on the two.
"That could've been you Mel! Stop thinking so hard and just seduce him. You told me back in Etton didn't you? That you could seduce any guy you wanted, and how dozens of adventurers were always trying to buy you drinks at the guild-hall."
Having her past-life shoved into her face, Mel blushed as she felt somewhat bullied. Peeking out of their tent, Mel saw the faint shadows from within the tent move. The silhouettes portrayed the dhan in the position dubbed as cow-girl.
"KYA!?"
Bethel had taken the chance to squeeze Mel's two perky-breasts tightly, before slapping her ass.
"I bet you wished that was the duke huh!?"
"NO!" "YES!"
Upon waking, Asai immediately shot up and out of Robin's lap-pillow. Glancing around to find his party members gathered around a camp-fire, still within the presence of the dungeon that now quietly and gently swirled. The man jogged over towards the closest opening of space before summoning his new soul-companion with great excitement.
[Dream] !
A majestic, beautiful, celestial beast that wore a pristine-coat of white emerged out of Asai's shadow and galloped around as it sniffed the air, ate the grass and chased a squirrel away. Upon its back were two little white wings.
Asai looked on in silence. Feeling cheated as he questioned to himself.
"Why is he so small!? Why is he so young!? It's barely a donkey!"
Ignoring its masters feelings, the baby-Pegasus galloped around its new environment. And even if it tried to take flight, to chase the woodland critters that escaped to the trees and branches, its body to wing size disparity was far too much to even glide.
Asai couldn't help but palm his forehead as his excitement died down. "How on Earth am I supposed to ride him into battle?
"It's cute! What's its name?" Robin Sol's golden eyes flickered in joy as they laid upon the adorable beast. Prancing around, eating grass and scratching its back upon the trees.
"Dream..." "A disappointing dream that is..."
"Master! Master! I'm so glad you picked me! Those other guys were all old and boring, always talking about strength, skill and discipline, so consider yourself lucky that you managed to pick the most fun-loving of the bunch!"
Asai stared on with deadpan eyes, watching as the horse neighed and stomped its two front feet.
Robin, on the other hand, soon joined by Sora and Olivia began to gently pat and stroke the celestial-beast. That would one day roam the skies as well as the far lands, albeit being a day perhaps far too late to contribute to humanity's current war.
Seeing as the ladies were more than happy to groom it, to feed it. Asai retreated to a random tent, helping himself to its bedroll and sleeping away his dreams and hopes. Before his mind entered slumber, his upper-torso shot up abruptly as he quickly climbed back out of the tent and tested his other latest skill. One he had received from Sora, who's bloodline was renowned for its apparent shadow mastery.
[Summon Yokai] !
Injecting quite the large amount of mana into the skill, enough to force the human into taking a couple deep breathes to regulate his blood flow, a blackish-grey trash panda emerged out of his shadow. Quick to crawl over towards his front as it stood upon its two rear feet, staring at its summoner in silence.
A dozen seconds of nothing later, Asai finally found the energy to open his mouth.
"So, what can you do? Can you talk? Can you fight? Or are you just like him?" The man pointed towards [Cotton] the little white fur ball of a bird, that was snugly sleeping atop Robin's head as per usual. Having followed the direction of his fingers, [Tanuki] the trash panda tilted its head in confusion.
A long, slow, deep breath later. Asai left the raccoon to its own devices before throwing himself back into the tent. Gulping down an entire bottle of whiskey before climbing back into the bed roll that smelled of vanilla.
Before his mind entered slumber, he abruptly sat upright once more.
A cold-sweat fell from his brow as he questioned his memory.
[Ruin]
Level Requirement: 50
Requirements: Asai
Stats
[Reset] Blade condition resets upon sheathe
[Decimate] 100% of caster's normal attack to AOE zone
: Full Moon / Half Moon / Eclipse
[Decay]
Level Requirement: 50
Requirements: Asai
Stats
[Reset] Blade condition resets upon sheathe
[Decimate] 100% of caster's normal attack to AOE zone
: Full Moon / Half Moon / Eclipse
Seeing both beautifully crafted blades appear within his hands, his beating heart settled in relief.
"At least, this new acquisition was real..."
About to lay his weary soul back down, a visitor soon approached his tent, shadowing over the material.
"Asai, may I come in?"
Recognising the voice to be Mel's, he simply climbed back out and popped his head out. "What is it?" He looked around, checking the vicinity for monsters or beasts. And yet, he only caught a glimpse of [Cotton] and [Tanuki] fighting over one corner whilst Robin was rubbing her face into [Dream]'s soft mane.
"I- I want a fresh pair of underwear please..."
Asai immediately understood as to why she was so fidgety. To conserve on space and to reduce weight, everyone's clothing were stored within [Storage] and [Inventory] Bethel, who was usually in charge of carrying their luggage, as she was innately strong, had chosen to leave her stuff to Asai. As the duke appeared to be so rich, he had multiple storages, enough to carry supplies to last for months.
As such, Mel now had to ask the man for a fresh pair of underwear, whenever she wanted to change.
"Please close your eyes, and don't look!" Although the two had once been considered lovers, the two hadn't quite been reacquainted to such a point as of late. Whilst Asai was waiting for her to be ready, worried of causing any traumas or painful-memories to resurface, Mel was more or less, incredibly mindful towards her position towards the man. Within her memories, she could still clearly remember how she had simply plucked away Asai's virginity like it was nothing special, treating him like a dildo to sate her desires.
And whilst she was his senior back then, the roles now reversed so greatly, she could only continue feeling inferior and unqualified. Especially when the man was surrounded by so many outstanding beauties.
"Close my eyes and don't look, got it." Asai closed his eyes, and sent mana into his skill [Inventory]
And whilst one usually couldn't clearly see within their own [Storage Ring] Asai could navigate, see and feel every item he had stored in its entirety. Perhaps, if he put his mind to it, he could even enjoy its scent from within his mindscape.
"Asai, the black ones please."
Within the corner of his [Inventory] reserved as a walk-in wardrobe, Asai's astral-body went on over to Mel's section. Finding the lacy little items that were semi-transparent, soft and smooth to the touch. Her bras were slightly-padded, as they amplified the cleavage by slightly pushing her breasts together.
Still having his eyes closed, he simply opened his palm before Mel and her undies appeared like magic. Swiftly snatching them away, she turned to run, but not before thanking the man.
Watching the adventurer retreat back into her tent, he turned towards the other side and stared directly into Sora's black eyes. Seeing her blink in disbelief, as she still wasn't used to the man being able to see through her stealth so accurately, she knelt upon a knee.
"My king, if you're tired and wish to rest. May I have the honours of massaging your aching and sore muscles?"
Rather than answer her vocally, he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her into the tent. All of his stress, disappointment and pent-up-energy, all of it would be fired into the dhan's womb.
...
Within their shared tent, Bethel and Mel could hear the dampened whimpering and moaning that was coming from the duke's tent. Bethel's red eyes lingered over Mel who was fidgeting between her legs as she listened in on the two.
"That could've been you Mel! Stop thinking so hard and just seduce him. You told me back in Etton didn't you? That you could seduce any guy you wanted, and how dozens of adventurers were always trying to buy you drinks at the guild-hall."
Having her past-life shoved into her face, Mel blushed as she felt somewhat bullied. Peeking out of their tent, Mel saw the faint shadows from within the tent move. The silhouettes portrayed the dhan in the position dubbed as cow-girl.
"KYA!?"
Bethel had taken the chance to squeeze Mel's two perky-breasts tightly, before slapping her ass.
"I bet you wished that was the duke huh!?"
"NO!" "YES!"
