2026-05-22 18:36:28The door slowly creaked open, the room dark, with little moonlight slipping through the windows across the room.
Stella stepped in, her steps controlled and silent. Her eyes fixed on the bed where Yasha lay motionless. "Finally dead?" she whispered as she slowly approached the bed. Her voice was cold, holding no empathy. She reached for the bedside, her hands moving slowly across the silk sheets, tracing the edges of his body. She expected a cold, lifeless body, but instead Yasha's eyes snapped open sharply. "You're late, Stella," Yasha said with a dark creepy smile. His eyes were clear, unlike those of a dying boy, nor was his expression like that of someone in pain. Immediately, a violet void quickly took over, and before Stella could reach for her concealed dagger, Yasha activated his active skill—Spatial Manipulation. Her body immediately froze along with the space around her, locking her mid-air like a fly caught in a web. "Fuck!" she screamed, her composure already failing. "Oohh… Stella," Yasha slowly sat up, his pale skin glowing faintly in the dark. He reached out his hand, slowly hovering it inches from her face. "A Silver Gold Assassin disguised as a clumsy maid," Yasha chuckled, a creepy, broken smile stretching across his face. "How... how are you moving?" she said, her voice cracking with fear. "Did you really think your little medicine could kill me?" He slowly stepped forward, reaching for her dagger tucked between her thighs. "You sure have a sexy body for a maid… ohh, sorry, an assassin." He paused, slowly tracing the tip across her bare thigh. "Why don't you just become my sex slave? You definitely will enjoy it." With a little flick of his fingers, her bra vanished, revealing her soft, bouncy boobs with hard pink nipples at the center. "Is this all? You'd be better off killing me. I'm not going to reveal anything." Stella said, her breath restless and face slightly flustered as Yasha leaned in closer, his breath cold against her ear. [SYSTEM NOTIFICATION] [QUEST PROGRESS: CONQUER YOUR FIRST SLAVE] Target: Stella (Silver Gold Assassin) Mental State: Terrified / Confused / Flustered Submission Meter: 21% [SYSTEM HINT]: Target is trained to handle most kinds of torture. To achieve total submission, break her until she begs for you. --- His hand moved to the back of her neck, sending a wave of invasive dark mana down her neck, concentrated toward her nipples. "Now... let me show you how to break an assassin." [REWARD STATUS: PENDING] Requirement: Make her submit to your dick. Reward: Instant Recovery (Will override the F-rank physical bottleneck). --- The silk of her maid outfit tightened, forcing her chest forward and her arms back. "You bastard!" she yelled, trying to break free from the spatial hold, but it was no use. "I will kill you if you try anything." Her voice trembled with every word. "Kill me?" Yasha interrupted, his face twisted with a dark smile. "You think you can kill me?" He ran a hand down her throat, with his thumb pressing against her tongue. "You can only be my bitch. That's all you are useful for." He pulled her body closer against his. Her huge boobs pressed hard against his chest. "Look at you," he mocked, his voice like dark honey. "You're all worked up from the man who's supposed to be your victim. You sure have some crazy fantasies." Stella's gaze remained sharp, her teeth gritted at him. Even with her body betraying her, her mind refused to break. Rather, her resistance kept surging. "You think I'm that weak? Do you think this little sensation you're sending will break me?" she spat at his face, her voice remaining cold despite the slight flustered tint on her cheeks. "I've survived crazier conditions than this. You're just a dying little boy playing with magic." Her face glowed with a confident smile. Yasha's creepy smile widened, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw before snapping down to her throat. "A dying little boy? Look closer, my beautiful Stella." His hands reached between her thighs, reaching for her soaked panties, slowly tracing across her pussy. "Do you like it warm?" He immediately drove three fingers deep into her pussy, moving slowly inside her. His fingers pulsed with warm streams of mana streaking through her with every stroke. Stella's body began to vibrate, her skin flushing a deep, feverish red. Her breath became unstable, as though trying to speak and resist at the same time. Her core temperature continuously rose as his fingers moved. "Please…" she gasped, her assassin's pride finally melting under the sheer physical agony of the arousal he was forcing upon her. "It's… too much…" "I told you, Stella. I know exactly how to break people like you," Yasha whispered, his voice vibrating against her ear. Finally, he stopped, releasing the hold on her and sending her crashing onto the floor with slight bruises on her knees. Her legs shook and her heart raced as she tried lunging at him once more… but her legs betrayed her. Yasha, on the other hand, reached for her from behind. His eyes fixed on her backside with a clear view of her soaked pussy and large ass. He flipped her over, pinning her face down against the ceramic floor with her arms bound behind her back. Once again, he used his skill, locking her hips high and exposing her dripping pussy even more. "Wait, please… not there! No!" she shrieked, her eyes wide in terror, her body convulsing in intense pleasure. Yasha ignored her plea, entering her roughly from behind, ignoring her wet pussy entirely and instead pushing his large dick tightly into her ass. "Ahhh… please… please… you're ripping me apart, please pull it out." She screamed, her body vibrating heavily, but her ass clenched tightly around his dick. Yasha reached for her nipples, wrapping his tongue around them while his fingers slowly stimulated her clitoris. Stella wailed loudly with every thrust, shattering the last of her mental walls. Her insides were continuously stimulated by intense pulsating mana leaking through his dick. The resistance she once had was now gone. All she could think about was his dick slamming into her ass. "Fuck me!" she sobbed, her body shaking intensely, with her hips begging to move against his. "Please don't stop! Please, Master… I'm your slave! Just yours!" Yasha smiled as his hips crashed harder into her, releasing hot cum deep inside her ass. [SYSTEM NOTIFICATION] [QUEST COMPLETE: CONQUER YOUR FIRST SLAVE] Target: Stella (Silver Gold Assassin) — STATUS: CONQUERED Mental State: Absolute Submission / Total Obsession Submission Meter: 100% [REWARD: INSTANT RECOVERY INITIATED] [HINT]: Slaves will never betray or question their master. They are loyal till death. A bright violent light erupted from Yasha's heart. The once fragile body was dismantled and reconstructed by the system. The intense shaking and breathlessness he had vanished instantly, replaced by a dense body that many martial artists would die for. He stood up, looking down at the shivering, broken mess on the floor. Stella stared up at him with hollow, adoring eyes, her tongue tracing her lips slowly. "One slave down," Yasha whispered. "Many more to go."
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CHAPTER 37: THE POISONOUS AFTERMATH
"Careful with that," Yasha said, his voice raspy but steady, deliberately keeping his panic in check. He kept his palms flat and visible against the hay bedding. "If you wanted me dead, you shouldn't have waited until I woke up."The elf’s grip on the hilt tightened, her knuckles turning white. Despite her lethal posture, a subtle tremor ran through her arms, and her breath came in shallow, uneven gasps. The residual flush of the aphrodisiac was entirely gone, replaced by a volatile mixture of fierce indignation and vulnerability."Who are you?" she demanded, her voice dropping to a harsh whisper. "And what did you do to me?""Saved your life, mostly," Yasha replied coolly, flicking his eyes toward the torn flap of the tent. "Unless you'd prefer to still be at the mercy of the elite goblins I had to clear out. The poison they hit you with didn't exactly leave room for a polite conversation."Her eyes flicked down to her own bare skin, then back to Yasha, the reality of the situation c
CHAPTER 36: POISONOUS DESIRES
She slowly moved her head even closer, taking the length of his massive dick deep into her throat before sliding back down to lick his balls while her fingers wrapped tightly around his shaft, stroking it slowly. Yasha could feel the incredible heat and pressure from her mouth alone—a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced. She moved with absolute precision, clearly craving his warm cum. Before long, his legs could no longer bear the tension. Driven by a sudden, intense surge of possession, he lifted her straight off her knees and carried her into the tent that had belonged to the elite goblins he had slain earlier, laying her down softly on the bed of hay at the center of the space. Yasha slowly traced his hands along her neck, dipping lower across her slightly exposed breasts. Her face flushed deeper with his slightest touch, caught in a hazy blur of submission. Whether it was the thrill of being so exposed in a tent with no cover—completely visible to any traveler
CHAPTER 35: THE PRICE OF PURITY
Yasha didn't wait any longer as he instantly lunged himself forward like a released spring, his boots moving silently across the damp forest floor.His sword was aimed at the goblins, who were still distracted by their own cruelty, and their loud, creepy laughter drowned out even the slightest sound as he approached.The leader was already reaching for the tent flap when Yasha's sword struck him cleanly.Flash.His sword moved in a clean, silver arc, severing the leader's head before they could even realize they were under attack. The heavy body slumped into the mud, with thick, greenish blood gushing out of it.The remaining two goblins froze, their eyes widening in shock. But it was only for a brief moment. The mage among them recovered instantly, his hands glowing with a bright orange light as mana gathered around them.Pointing a crooked finger toward Yasha while shouting the activation incantation, he sent a torrent of molten fire surging through the air, hot enough to slightly m
CHAPTER 34: THE SHADOW SOVEREIGN
Sixth Floor Boss Room.Yasha's hands pressed against the side of his abdomen, casting healing spells on the deep wound he got from the Boss's attack earlier.He didn't have the time to rest or wail about the pain. He had to keep moving, healing himself as he dodged incoming attacks."Left, three o'clock," Yasha shouted, his voice cold and loud, as his sword sliced through another Black Knight.Without a second thought, one of his shadows—a tall figure with an incredible physique that once belonged to a Sixth-Rank guard from the Dead Cross—lunged forward, catching the blast of demonic fire aimed at Yasha's heart with its own body.Although the attack sent him flying, it was as though its body had absorbed the massive attack and stored it, sending out a large burst of mana straight back at the demon.Sending him crashing against the stone wall.Before he could even recuperate, Yasha was already in the air, his boots using the jagged stone wall as a foothold to launch himself directly ov
CHAPTER 33: THE HOLLOW CROWN
Inside a tavern packed with the thick air of intense cigarette smoke, liquor, and the odor from the unwashed bodies of different mercenaries. A kind of place where the best rumors that start as whispers move beyond control in less than a week, the birthplace of most rumors. "Did you hear?" one of them asked, his voice barely audible over the rowdy crowd. "They say the Dead Cross—the entire organization on the third floor—it’s gone. Wiped out in a single night." A man across from him scoffed, slamming his mug down. "Impossible. They have at least a thousand men on this floor alone, not even excluding the fact that they are made up of hundreds of Fourth-Rank Sword Experts and even the elite of the elite, a Sixth Rank. They also have connections to the deeper floors. There is no way a powerhouse like that was wiped out in just one night by someone on the third floor. It’s probably just a power struggle. A top-tier guild from the eighth floor must have come down to clean house." "That
CHAPTER 32: THE ASHES OF REMORSE
Silas sat relaxed on the high-backed chair with composure, a rusted-looking dagger being twisted between his fingers, his expression displaying a victorious smirk. The room around him was far from silent, murmurs coming from the guards, some confident while others were frightened by the blood-covered sight of Yasha. Cries could be heard coming from the side of the room where Elara and the remaining two guild members were held at knifepoint. "I suppose," Silas said, his voice calm as he slammed the blunt dagger into the desk beside him, "that since we’ve come to an impasse, one of you has to go. I made a bet on that. Too bad he didn't come earlier." His fingers tapped slowly against the arm of his chair. Without Silas even looking back or uttering another word, the guard's blade instantly slit Mira's throat open. What followed was a horrific burst of noise from her twin brother, Jax. Raw, agonizing cries echoed through the room as Jax fought with every ounce of strength left in his
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