Chapter 277: Chapter 262

“Whore.” I muttered and let her, and the cart filled with blood bottles, into the room.

“… slut.” She said, and this time, I had a hard time refusing her claim. There was dried cum even in my hair which made it look like I refused to take a bath for years … as if I was hunted down by enemies I couldn’t fight. “You look … good.”

“Good?” I asked and really wondered what her perception of beauty was.

“Yeah … slightly less dead. For a short moment, I thought you really had feelings as I approached the door.” She said and laughed awkwardly.

“… anyways, do you know why this is happening to me? Why am I lusting after that guy all of a sudden?” I asked, thinking about all these feelings in me that only started to appear as he was transformed into a vampire.

“How should I know? I am not very well versed in the kinks of vampires … but that can be changed, can´t it?” She said, smiling smugly while I could only shake my head in defiance.

“You are here to poke around in my head, remember that.” I said to her and sat down on the edge of the bed, crossing my legs in the process.

“Yeah, yeah, so how are we going to do this … you killed Tom?” She asked as she noticed the deranged neck.

“Yup.” I said dryly.

“Well … I guess I get going again.” She stated, but I grabbed her arm and forced her to sit down beside me.

“You will stay. He will wake up within a few minutes again and when he takes a snack out of me, you will do your magic.”

“… you really are a kinky slut if you get horny from that.” I probably was … but I couldn’t care less.

“And you get horny if you even smell cum … let´s not talk about my sexuality, okay? I´m really not sure what´s going on with me anyway.”

“Oh, Miss Perfect has a vulnerable side?” I had many vulnerable sides. So many that I could squash the whore with them.

“I … why am I even talking to a dead person?” I asked myself quietly.

“Speaking off …” Tom was stirring behind us and his neck slowly snapped back into its original position. Smiling, I could feel that bond between us appearing out of thin air.

“Come one. Take a bite.” I said to him and noticed in satisfaction how he opened his red eyes. I chuckled happily as he got on all fours and crawled towards me, eying my nape hungrily. “I said take a bite.” I repeated and watched in satisfaction how he jumped towards me, slammed into me involuntarily and grabbed around my belly helplessly as I didn´t move an inch. Soon afterwards, he caught himself again though and dug his two sharp canines into my flesh.

I didn´t know if all the sex made this time different from the others, or it was him somehow, but I felt my world exploding in lust. Pure please spread from my neck, running down my back, through my legs until it rebounded at my already curling toes. I arched my back involuntarily as I found what I was searching for so bitterly. Waves and waves and pleasures spread through me, making me cum in no time. I moaned loudly, tried to scream my feelings out of me as the whore reached backwards, touched Tom´s head and mine at the same time with two different hands.

I could feel another wave rushing through me as I saw my eyelashes flutter in excitement, and then, the whore´s magic activated on me and Tom. Tom fell unconscious first, while I was still dealing with all this pleasure that still spread around me. And then, her magic hit me as well, knocking everything out of me there was. In one second, I was still moaning, and in the next one, I was already falling over to my side, losing consciousness faster than I thought possible.

I woke up with searing pain in my head inside a relatively dark tunnel.

“Oh, fuck. Your subconsciousness is trying to throw us out again.” The whore said right next to me, already standing on her two feet while I still struggled to get up.

“Do something then …” I muttered and looked behind me towards a bright ending of the tunnel.

“It is a wonder we even landed here.” She commented, turning around and looking at the tunnel walls in confusion. They seemed to be made out of an oily substance that slid down the walls slowly.

“Don’t touch that … this way.” I said and headed us away from the light.

“Uhm … shouldn’t we go to the light? I mean, the light is usually where I head to …” But still followed me nonetheless.

“This is my subconsciousness, alright? Only idiots would go to the light in here.”

“This is weird …” She muttered, even though I felt strangely at home.

“What?” I asked, not knowing if she meant the walls, or the occasional black tar dripping from the ceiling.

“Everything about this. First of all, we weren’t even supposed to land here. I don’t even know where here is, and I also cannot find the way to your memories. It is completely different from what I know about humans and … I cannot even activate my magic in here.”

“Don’t worry about that, I know the way.” I stated happily.

“How?” She asked, incredibly suspicious about my claim, even though we were in my subconsciousness.

“We always take the opposite of what you would take of course.” I joked and stopped in front of a crossing.

“Hehe, very funny.” She said and looked in every direction which made no difference whatsoever.

“Okay, it´s a feeling. We only need to head right at this crossing, then left, then left, left, and then right.” I stated and took the right way.

“… we would be running in a circle then?” She questioned, which would be right … but not in my fucked up brain.

“Just shut up or I leave you alone here.” I commented and walked onwards, scaring her a little. For some reason, she absolutely didn´t want to hang around these strange tunnels … anyways, I quickly found the next crossing, then another one, and then the last one. Afterwards, we stood at the exact crossing where we were once before, even though it looked like any other.

“Did you just walk in a circle because I told you to?” I asked and laughed loudly, which I possibly shouldn’t do in this place that was haunted by my pains. I looked behind us, listened to the sounds of black tar sweeping through the tunnels for exactly one second until I started to sprint. That wave felt way too much like water.

“I do hope you really know where we need to go!”

“I hope that as well. Your face … there is a crack on it!” I screamed towards her, barely louder than the wave behind us which threatened to devour us any second. The crack on her cheek widened as I said so and blue particles were floating out of it. “Jump!” I said, took a sharp turn to my right while dragging the whore with me and jumped into an endless pit. The tar followed us immediately, but couldn’t catch us in free fall.

“Hey, whore, how did this fairy tale go again?” I screamed louder than the sounds of our fall.

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“What are you talking about?” She screamed back at me

“Mirror mirror on the wall …” Suddenly, a mirror appeared beneath us, hovering in the air. We crashed into it, but instead of destroying it or anything similar, it consumed us and spewed us out again immediately afterwards ... mirrored. I could see the tar flying downwards why we fell upwards again tumbling through the air, but still within the depths of my subconsciousness.

“Do something!”

“Yeah … we need a wardrobe!” I screamed and closed my eyes as a wardrobe appeared right in front of us, hovering in the air just like the mirror did. Once again, we fell directly into it, through a sizable stack of clothing until we slid out of it on the other side. Digging my nails into the ground, I stopped my momentum as fast as possible and raced back towards the open wardrobe. I could hear the tar rushing towards us through the clothing as I shut the door in a panic. Suddenly, the sounds vanished and were only replaced by the sounds of angry books which were slamming themselves against the whore.

“Leave me alone!” She screamed as another crack started to appear on her back which made me worry about her soul for once. Sighing, I ran towards her, touched her head and concentrated.

“Begone! Thot!” She vanished instantly and the books calmed themselves down considerably, surprising even me. Strangely enough, ordering around souls as I did to the one in the Sword of Magnetism was possible here as well, probably because we were in me. Otherwise … well, I guess she would have broken apart eventually.

“So, my dear subconsciousness, show me the first memory I cannot remember!” I said and was promptly hit at the back of my head. “Screw you, I really must hate myself for that.” I shouted and picked up the book on the ground. As soon as I opened the first page, I immediately knew what this was about. It was about the time I tried to use his feelings for my body against Aska when I was still just a little child. A bit interested, I flipped through the pages until the first black one appeared. I looked at the previous one with a lot more interest though and saw how I stormed out of the room with that magical circle and ran into the corridor, a few noodles on my head. I was still insanely young back then but it still stuck in my memory as the day where Aska and I got more equal.

And the next part? Completely black, even though I could very well remember what happened back then. I ran out of the room, and Aska was gone, leaving me for the first time since my birth. But as I rubbed off the black substance on my memory, it wasn’t empty. Aska stood there, looking at me with a strange expression I certainly couldn’t read back then. But by rewatching this memory, I knew that he was thinking deeply.

I flipped towards the next page, rubbed that black substance off again and saw how he approached me.

“And, changed your mind?” I had asked back then and it was meant as my first joke in years, but he only smiled wryly.

“What if I did?” He asked and meant it for real.

“I would love to control you.” I said and grinned wryly, misunderstanding the situation completely. I didn´t even need to rub the black substance off the next pages but flipped several pages further in. Truth to be told, I knew exactly what would await me.

But it still surprised me to see me and Aska making out on our bed, kissing each other wildly and enjoying each other’s bodies. Aghast, I let the book fall to the ground and fell onto my knees, watching the same scene over and over again.

“He … we … he had … I …” I was completely devastated by the revelation. He manipulated my memories again, changed this memory to look as if he was away … even though he promised me time and time again he would not. This fucker … I really started to hate him at that moment, but I haven’t given up yet.

“Give me … give me everything I have forgotten.” I muttered and looked upwards as hundreds of books came flying towards me at breakneck speed hitting me all brutally everywhere and throwing me out of my subconsciousness again.

This was a breaking point for me. The equality I strove so long for almost seemed like a joke in my eyes all of a sudden. We never were equal. He brazenly manipulated my emotions, and I never found out until I started whoring around which he definitely didn´t want. This was …

Furiously, I grabbed Tom’s arm on my shoulder and squeezed tightly. Under my fingers, his bone broke into pieces. The screams he made soothed my turbulent heart at least a little bit, but they also shook the whore out of the trauma she must be living through due to her short presence in my mind.

“You …” I muttered, my hands already reaching towards her throat. She probably didn´t expect me to realize that my whole life was a fucking lie and thus, she could only panic as I touched her shoulder with a grin on my face. “… you can have him for the time being. If you get out of that door, I will end your life myself.” I said and stood up slowly while glaring at her. She never expected me to murder her for real, which was quite ironic considering how often I had told her that.

Furious, I walked towards the door, opened it and looked one last time to Tom. “What are you doing? Fuck her.” I said and watched how his muscles tensed up as he pounced at the screaming whore. Shortly afterwards, I was outside the room and hammered my fist against a wall.

“ASKA!” I screamed loudly, itching to gouge his eyes out of their socket. Slowly, I calmed my anger somewhat, I sat down against the wall and closed my eyes. As I opened my eyes a few seconds later, I was back in purgatory, Aska directly in front of me, holding his hands in front of him soothingly. Without further ado, I stood up, closed the gap between us and slapped him hard on the cheek.

“You…” I growled furiously and wished for any kind of weapon to hack him apart at once.

“It is not what you think it is.” He said and grabbed my hand as I was trying to slap him once more.

“You fucker changed my memories!” I screamed at him, pulled my hand out of his grasp and boxed him into the belly with the other.

“Do you think a succubus could bring them back in this case?” I stopped pushing my fist into his godly spleen and stepped back from him. I still glared at him the whole time, even though I had to admit he did have a point. She definitely wouldn’t be able to bring back memories sealed by a god.

“What do you want to say?” I hissed angrily.

“That … it is better if you forget everything again. It will only hurt you if you try to dig up long-forgotten memories.” He stated calmly.

“Long forgotten? Do you know how clearly I can remember our time in purgatory? I do not forget. NEVER!” I screamed once more, still furious about everything. He certainly had something to do with my sealed memories, but he still refused to admit that he did it.

“Lucinda, pl-“ He said, but I stopped him before he could utter much more bullshit.

“NEVER! You knew about this and you hid everything from me. You knew about my corrupted memories and chose to stay silent because you didn´t want to deal with my mental problems! And you know what? Fine. I´ll force myself to remember everything. I ask this whore to open my damned skull time and time again and find out on my own how far you messed me up.” I growled towards him.

“She cannot use her magic on you too soon. Her soul is already too damaged for that. Luckily that damage isn´t irreversible.” So what if her soul couldn´t repair itself without any issues?

“Luckily … LUCKILY? Do you care more about her shitty life than mine or what?” I screamed once more, furious about his audacity.

“No … but you will need her to find all of your lost memories … take this.” He said, conjured a black ball of nothing in front of him and let it levitate towards me. Furious, I grabbed it and tried to squeeze it into oblivion, but the ball already vanished once I touched it. “Lucinda, trying to find out what happened back then will break you apart.”

“Aska, you know very well that I don’t give a shit about my mental disorders. What I do care about is knowing who I am and knowing what my past is. You wouldn’t walk around with a portion of your memories missing either.” He would not. We were way too similar for him to act any differently if he was put in front of the same decision.

“… I guess that is true. But even then, I can tell you that this won´t have a good ending.” And yet he still wanted me to forget everything.

“You and your fellow gods already gave every single one of my plans a shitty ending, so please, bear with it that this time, it will not go like you wish it. Get me out of here, I need to save that whore from death.” Closing his eyes, he nodded once and snipped with his fingers.

I blinked once, stood up from the cold ground and listened to the whore´s screams for a second or so. Afterwards, I directly walked towards the door, opened it and grabbed Tom´s throat from behind as he was directly over her, trying to take a few too many bites out of her.

I yanked him off the whore brutally and glared at her for a little while. Her wounds were mostly superficial and already healing rapidly. Even though she was trembling considerably and her eyes darted through the whole room without focusing anything, I knew she would listen to me as I leaned downwards and whispered into her ear.

“Get back into this room once you are ready again. I will find you if you try to run with the little bit of time I have left, and if not, I will make Tom end your pitiful life.” I threatened, grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the room while glaring at Tom angrily. Luckily, he understood what I wanted and sat down on the bed like a good boy.

After leaning her onto the wall, I opened the door once more and strode into the room, sighing loudly because I knew exactly what I needed to do. The ball of darkness I touched didn´t bring back any memories. But it made it more likely to remember.

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