All Chapters of THE ART OF LUST: Chapter 101
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Chapter 101: The Cannibal's Dance Party
The techno music that had stopped momentarily now thumped again, this time mixed with the sound of tearing flesh and snapping metal."ATTACK THEM! DON'T LEAVE EVEN THE BONES!" screeched Madame Lust from the VIP balcony, her wine glass shattering in her grip from rage.Twenty Bio-Mechanical Vampires dashed simultaneously. Their movements aided by hydraulic servos implanted in their legs and backs, making them move as fast as blurry shadows. They didn't attack with martial arts, but with beastly lust."They are fast," Je commented calmly. His different-colored eyes (red and black) tracked every enemy movement in slow motion."But they are noisy," Rara replied.One vampire jumped to tackle Rara, its iron jaw wide open aiming to bite her neck."Cheap implants," Rara sneered.She didn't dodge. Her left hand—which had now grown perfectly with skin white as marble—moved to slap the vampire's face.SLAP!Not a normal slap. Rara's physical strength crushed the vampire's iron jaw until it bent
Chapter 102: The Flesh Factory
THUD! SPLASH!Je and Vina didn't land on a hard floor, but inside a giant holding tank filled with thick pink liquid. The fluid was warm, smelling of iron and disinfectant."Cough! Cough!" Vina choked, trying to reach the slippery edge of the tank. "What is this liquid... it tastes sweet...""Don't swallow it," Je grabbed Vina's dress collar, lifting her out of the tank with one hand. Je shook the slime off his hair. "It's Slurry. Liquefied human paste."They stood on the edge of a rusty metal walkway. Above them, the hole they fell through had closed again by an emergency mechanism. The sound of Heavy Metal music from the nightclub above sounded faint, like the buzzing of a mosquito.But down here, the sound was different.The sound here was the industrial rhythm of death.THUMP... HISS... CRUNCH...Je looked around. The view before his eyes was the definition of modern hell.The room was as big as a football stadium. The ceiling was full of hanging rails carrying thousands of human
Chapter 103: The Fall of the Tower of Greed
[COUNTDOWN: 00:45]Je ran up the iron spiral staircase like a demon chased by the angel of death. On his back, Dr. Vina held on tight, her face deathly pale listening to the sound of methane gas explosions starting to propagate from the factory floor.Below them, the black mass of The Amalgamation of Surya crawled up with terrifying speed. Its waste tentacles smashed the stairs, destroying the steps Je had just stepped on a second ago."Je... Je... Je..." Surya's voice echoed from the stairwell walls, heavy, wet, and full of obsession. "You stole my vessel... You stole Rara from me... Give them back!""Take the ashes!" Je yelled.Je reached the hatch door at the top—the way back to the nightclub dance floor.The door was locked from above."Move!"Je didn't waste time looking for a key. He slammed his Dhampir shoulder into the steel door.WHAM!The door dented, but didn't open. Behind it, the sound of heavy objects pressing down could be heard."Rara! Open the door!" Je screamed.[00:
Chapter 104: The Iron Ocean and Land Sharks
The wind in the east smelled of tetanus.Je and his group limped away from the border of the Citadel slums. The glow of the massive fire behind them was now only an orange hue in the polluted night sky.In front of them stretched The Rust Sea.It wasn't an ocean of water. It was a vast desert consisting of reddish-brown iron oxide powder. The rust dust moved like waves, blown by strong winds, creating sharp and toxic dunes."Wear this," Vina tore the bottom of her dress, distributing the cloth to the others. "Cover your nose and mouth. If this rust dust gets into your lungs... in a week you'll be coughing up iron blood.""So beautiful," Rara held out her hand, letting the red dust pile up on her pale palm. "Like walking on dried blood.""You have weird taste in art, Ra," Guntur commented, tying the cloth around his face. His voice was muffled. "Je, are we going to walk through this? My feet are already badly blistered."Je stopped. He stabbed his Karambit into the ground—the soil was
Chapter 105: The Asylum of Gods
Captain Bara's ski-boat braked suddenly, creating a three-meter wall of rust dust."Get off," Bara ordered, keeping the engine running. Her eyes stared at the building in front of them with unconcealed fear. "I only take you this far. No matter how much you pay, I won't enter that cursed place."Je jumped down to the black rocky ground.In front of them, clinging to the steep crater cliff wall, stood a terrifying Gothic-Industrial architectural structure.The Asylum.The building had no glass windows. The window holes were covered by bent iron bars, as if something from inside had tried to break out forcibly. The chimney on its roof emitted thin green smoke smelling of anesthetic and frangipani flowers."Why are pirates afraid of a hospital?" Guntur asked, unloading his looted toolbox from the boat."Because the patients there aren't human, Kid," Bara spat on the sand. "That's the dumping ground for 'Former Gods'. Insane Owners, or failed experiments too dangerous to kill. And the nur
Chapter 106: Stone Wings and Digital Sky
"QUIET, YOU DAMN STONE! OR I'LL BREAK YOUR WINGS BEFORE WE EVEN FLY!"Je slammed his fist into the giant Gargoyle's head. THUD! The sound of bone hitting stone rang out loud. The monster roared, a mix between a lion's sound and tectonic plates grinding. The chain binding its neck went taut, pulling the iron stake embedded in the helipad concrete.The creature was wild. Its eyes glowed emerald green, full of hatred from being enslaved for centuries by the Owners."He won't submit, Je!" Rara yelled, hanging onto the monster's back, her claws trying to find gaps between stone scales for grip. "His skin is too hard! I can't inject dominance!""Then we use the hard way!"Je jumped onto the Gargoyle's head. He drew his Karambit. With one precise motion, Je stabbed the monster's right eye.CRASH!The emerald crystal shattered. Green magma fluid sprayed out."LISTEN TO ME!" Je brought his face close to the screaming monster's ear. His King of Rot aura exploded out, compressing the beast's sou
Chapter 107: The Pus of Gods
The giant index finger descended slowly, yet the air pressure alone was enough to crack bones. The fingerprint ridges on the fingertip looked like deep, dirty labyrinthine trenches."Je! We can't cut that!" Rara yelled, her voice swallowed by the roar of the compressed atmosphere. "It's too big! It's like cutting a mountain with a razor blade!""We don't need to cut it!" Je gripped Rara's shoulder, his heterochromatic eyes staring madly at the crystal Node now blood-red from the virus. "We just need to make it infected!"Je and Rara didn't run away. They ran towards the finger.Behind them, the Node Core spewed red data—the Genesis Virus containing the suffering of billions of humans."Rara! Be the needle!"Je lifted Rara. Rara understood. She elongated her bone nails to the max, turning her hand into a sharp spear.Je used his back as a launchpad."JUMP!"Rara leaped from Je's shoulder, shooting into the air, straight toward the tip of the giant finger.At the same time, Je slammed h
Chapter 108: The Lava Throne
Climbing Mount Merapi during the apocalypse wasn't a nature walk. It was a pilgrimage of death.Je walked amidst the strangest army ever assembled in history. To his left and right, thousands of Pocong with charred shrouds hopped with military coordination. Behind them, a troop of Genderuwo—jet-black hairy giants—sharpened their claws on volcanic rocks, their growls making the ground tremble.And in the sky, Banaspati (flying fireballs) circled like organic drones, guarding the perimeter against Owners aerial attacks."I never thought I'd fight on the side of demons," Guntur whispered, gripping his shotgun tight. He tried not to look into the eyes of a Kuntilanak twisting her steel-wire-sharp hair on a dry tree branch."They aren't demons, Gun," Sinta said, her eyes glued to her cracked tablet detecting massive energy spikes. "They are manifestations of earth energy. The planet's immune system. And right now, they have a high fever."Je didn't care about definitions. He only cared abo
Chapter 109: The Bleeding Sky
At 30,000 feet, the air was so thin that blood could boil. But for the Flesh Dragon, the atmosphere was just another ocean to swim in.Je and Rara's bodies were gone. Their consciousness was now spread across a kilometer of red muscle and golden scales."Look at them, Je," Rara's voice echoed inside the dragon's skull. "Like fruit flies."In front of them, the Owners' fighter fleet formed a blockade wall. Thousands of red lasers took aim."Eat," Je answered briefly.The dragon didn't dodge. It opened its mouth—a giant cavern filled with stalactite teeth.CHOMP!The dragon swallowed five fighter jets at once in a single bite.CRUNCH! BOOM!Inside the dragon's mouth, the jets were chewed. Their titanium metal crushed like crackers, the pilots inside exploding into sparks of blue blood immediately absorbed by the dragon's tongue."Tasty?" Je asked via thought."Crunchy," Rara replied. "But I want the main course."They shot through the barricade, the dragon's long body whipping, destroyi
Chapter 110: The Wet Death
"COUGH! GAG!"That sound was the most humiliating sound ever heard in the universe. It was the sound of God choking on his own spit.In the middle of the churning sea of flesh inside The Cathedral, the figure of the Prime Owner—The Original Curator—crawled. His pristine white suit was now soaked in red slime, torn here and there revealing newly grown human skin. The skin was pink, sensitive, and blistered.He touched his own face. His flat mask was gone. Now he had a nose, a mouth, and a pair of watery eyes."What... what is this? Why are my lungs burning?" He inhaled frantically. "Why is my heart so noisy?!"The sea of flesh around him slowly receded, solidifying and forming two figures towering over him.Je and Rara.They had returned to their humanoid forms, but in a Transcended state. Je with his marble skin and heterochromia eyes, holding the Karambit now glowing pitch black. Rara with a dress made of hardened blood, her nails as long as kitchen knives."That's called Panic, Pal,