All Chapters of THE ART OF LUST: Chapter 151
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Chapter 151: The Last Night at the Equator
The Phantom ship glided silently through the stratospheric clouds, leaving the frozen chaos of Siberia thousands of kilometers behind. They were crossing the Equator. Below them, the Indian Ocean stretched vast, shimmering under the newly liberated real sunlight. The air inside the ship warmed. The frost clinging to their bones slowly melted, replaced by heavy exhaustion. "Autopilot active," Sinta said, slumping in the co-pilot seat. Her face was smudged with oil and dried blood. "We have six hours before reaching the Antarctic Circle. Sleep. You need it." Bara nodded, lighting her last cigar. "I'll take the first watch. Sleep, Heroes." Guntur was already s
SERIES 20: THE FINAL WAR Chapter 152: The Throne of Anti-Life
Je and Rara's footsteps echoed on the cold obsidian floor.The interior of the Tower of Babel had no stairs. The room was a gigantic hollow cylinder, its height piercing the atmosphere. On the walls of the cylinder, thousands of black energy rings spun, humming like giant bees.And in the center of that empty tube, a single platform floated.There, Azazel waited.He no longer wore the golden armor they saw in the projection. He wore a robe woven from pure shadow. His gray skin glowed dimly. Three vertical eyes on his forehead stared at Je and Rara with terrifying calmness.In his hand, he held the Void Lance. The weapon had no physical blade; its tip was simply a tear in reality that sucked in surrounding light."You came," Azazel said. He didn't stand. He floated in a cross-legged sitting position in the air. "I can smell my brothers on your hands. Surya... Akhenaten... Winter... Dredd..."Azazel took a deep breath."The stench of their failure is pungent.""We came to add your smell
Chapter 153: Union at the End of the World
The world around them slowed to a halt.At the peak of the Tower of Babel, under the gaze of the Giant Eye (The World Eater) filling the sky, Je and Rara didn't see the enemy. They only saw each other."This will hurt, Ra," Je whispered. His voice was no longer air waves, but gravitational vibrations traveling directly to Rara's collarbone. Je's pitch-black (Vantablack) body absorbed the surrounding light, making him look like a two-dimensional silhouette in a three-dimensional world."Pain is our love language, Je," Rara smiled. She pressed her pale, golden-glowing body against Je's void body. "Come in. Don't leave any gaps."They didn't engage in physical intercourse in the usual sense. This was Fusion.Je hugged Rara. And as he hugged, his black body began to melt, seeping into the pores of Rara's skin. Like ink dropped into milk."Aaaahh..." Rara looked up, her eyes rolling back, her mouth opening in a silent scream full of ecstasy.Every inch of Rara's nerves burned as Je's void
Chapter 154: Tears of the Universe
Earth's atmosphere tore apart.The Eclipse pierced through the Death Ray like a hot needle through butter. Their purple skin blistered, burned, and peeled, but the instant regeneration from the Lingam-Yoni Core kept knitting their flesh back together faster than it could be destroyed.The pain was absolute. But within that soul union, Je and Rara shared the burden.(It hurts, Je...)(Hold on, Honey. Bite me if you need to.)Inside their minds, Rara bit Je's soul shoulder. Pleasure and pain mixed, becoming nuclear fuel.They reached the surface of The World Eater.It wasn't just an eye. It was a living planet consisting of seas of fire and magma veins. The pupil was a Warp gate leading to nothingness."YOU... FLEAS..." The World Eater's voice echoed in the vacuum, entering directly into their brains.Thousands of fire tentacles emerged from the eye's surface, trying to catch The Eclipse."Cut them!"The six wings on The Eclipse's back turned into sharp energy blades. They spun like a d
Chapter 155: Angel Scrap
The pain wasn't like being stabbed by a knife. It was like being pulled inside out. Like a soul forced back into a meat vessel too tight after tasting cosmic freedom. Je jolted awake. His first breath in the mortal world felt like inhaling sawdust and used oil. His lungs, just recovering from the vacuum of space, struggled to pump thin oxygen. "Don't move yet, Boss. I just stuffed your intestines back into your stomach." The voice sounded shrill and casual. Captain Bara's voice. Je opened his heavy eyes. His vision was blurry, dominated by rusty red and blinking indicator lights. He wasn't lying on a soft mattress. He was strapped to an emergency operating
SERIES 21: POST-GENESIS Chapter 156: Flesh Feast in the Silver Valley
The bonfire wasn't red or orange. It was light blue, the result of burning silver wood rich in magnesium.Je sat on a flat rock covered in mutant tiger skin. In his hand was a large cup of fermented drink served by the Dawnguard tribal chief. It tasted harsh, like swallowing liquid nails, but its warmth spread quickly through Je's still-bruised body."This world is drunk," Guntur commented, sitting next to Je while tuning his dragon-bone guitar with one real hand and one robot hand. "Look at the moon. Broke into three."Je looked up. True. In the night sky, clean of pollution, the Moon was no longer whole. Earth's satellite had cracked from the previous orbital battle, now split into three large fragments floating close together, bound by a ring of glowing dust."That's a monument, Gun," Je said softly. "A reminder that we once killed something that shouldn't be able to die."In the center of the bonfire circle, Rara was the center of attention.Je's undead wife was dancing. Not a gra
Chapter 157: The Salt and Blood Bridge
"Turn down the music, Gun! My ears are bleeding!" Sinta's shout was almost drowned out by the maximum-volume electric guitar distortion from the speakers of their looted 4x4 jeep. Hot wind mixed with salt dust slapped their faces, unprotected by a roof. "This is a war song, Sin! A victory song!" Guntur shouted back from behind the wheel, his head nodding wildly to the drum beat. His robotic hand gripped the steering wheel tightly, while his real hand held a can of mutant beer he found at the bandit camp. "We're on a road trip to the Capital! You should be happy!" Bara, sitting on the hood of the car with her shotgun in her lap, gave a hoarse laugh. "Let the kid have his fun, Nerd. Tomorrow our heads might be chopped off."
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Chapter 158: Mercy of the Rot
VROOOMMMMM!The sound of the Mecha-Butcher's rotary chainsaw sounded like the screams of thousands of souls in hell. Its industrial diamond blades spun at a speed that created a vortex, sucking up asphalt dust and blood remnants from the streets of Neo-Jakarta.The twenty-meter-tall giant robot took one step forward. The ground shook. Hundreds of living corpses stitched to its chest plate—acting as reactive armor, groaned in unison. They were still breathing, kept alive by nutrient fluid pumped through transparent tubes into their spines."YOU ALWAYS ACT SO MORAL, JE," Vina's voice echoed from the speakers on the robot's shoulders. "LET'S SEE. DO YOU HAVE THE HEART TO CUT THROUGH THESE INNOCENT CIVILIANS JUST TO REACH MY ENGINE CORE?""Vina is so stupid," Guntur spat on the asphalt, cocking his shotgun arm. "She forgot our Boss once made an asphalt road out of thousands of corpses in Semarang."Je didn't smile. His heterochromia eyes stared intently at the tortured human faces on the
Chapter 159: Blood-Flavored Coffee
The espresso machine hissed, spewing hot steam that smelled of caramel and vanilla.Dr. Vina, or her suspiciously perfect flesh vessel, tapped the portafilter against the counter, pouring a thick black liquid into a white porcelain cup. She smiled sweetly, completely ignoring Je, who stood gripping his Claymore with veins bulging on his neck, ready to split the room in two."Take a seat, Je. You must be tired after breaking my big toy outside," Vina placed the cup on the bar counter. "This is your favorite House Blend. The Arabica to Robusta ratio is exactly as you wrote in your old recipe book."Je didn't step forward. His eyes swept the surroundings.On the rattan chairs of the cafe, dozens of pairs of Je and Rara clones were being affectionate. They fed each other cake, stroked each other's hair, and... some of them began to take it further.In the corner of the room, a Je clone tore a Rara clone's blouse, burying his face in her synthetic cleavage. Another clone couple was kissing
Chapter 160: Reflection of Rotting Flesh
The giant amalgamation roared. Its voice was a horrifying chorus of Je's groans and Rara's moans stacked into a single frequency that shattered the server glass around them.The ten-meter-tall creature had no symmetrical shape. Its right arm was a swollen mass of Dhampir muscle, while its left arm consisted of dozens of pale Rara arms twisting together to form one giant bone whip. On its chest, melting clone faces wailed in silence."It hurts... Je... Feels good... Deeper..."Obscene voices and fake memories spilled from the mouths on the monster's body. Vina was using their intimate recordings as a psychological weapon."That's not even my real moan!" Rara spat, her eyes narrowing in pure disgust. "My voice is way more melodic than that!""Let's revise their sound," Je grinned savagely, his Claymore radiating a black aura that absorbed the remaining light in the room.The monster lunged. Its bone whip arm slashed toward Je.SWOOOSH!Its speed was absurd for its size. The bone whip sl