Seoul: Civilization's Dawn and Crushed Revenge
'...Fucking Tower. Such a petty bastard. It just heals physical disabilities and sends you out. Always restores you exactly to your original state.'
But with pregnant women, it made sense.... If you enter the Tower still pregnant, you'd have to fight inside while knocked up, or give birth in there. If it treated pregnancy like a status ailment and wiped it out without restoring it when you exit, some woman waiting for her baby would have a total meltdown. So in the early days before that info spread, there were stories of full-term pregnant women freaking out when they suddenly got pulled into the Tower and found themselves un-pregnant. Of course, the Tower's system kindly explained... (that you'd return to your original state after clearing the trials and surviving), so no major issues or whatever.... Anyway, my youngest little sister got pregnant with my kid again inside the Tower. It applied separately from the real world outside.
"Let's head south now, bro."
"Yeah."
Following my little sister's guidance, our tribe kept pushing south..., sometimes veering a bit west..., until we finally set foot on the Korean Peninsula..., and made it all the way to Seoul.
We arrived at the land now called 'Seoul', where the Han River and Bukhansan Mountain came into view. The entire tribe slowly migrated there. It took a little over three years. We didn't rush, ensuring not a single straggler from the whole tribe got left behind, carefully managing food and water, which ate up time. For instance, when my little sister was full-term or recovering postpartum, we'd halt and rest. Winter was too cold to move anyway.
By then, my little sister had three beautiful daughters in her arms. Adorable girls who took after her, so very, very pretty.
"Bro. We've arrived. Finally. Finally at the goal we set!"
"Good. We'll settle here now. Start farming right away, clear trials, and boom—advance civilization."
"Yeah! Culture and arts, scientific progress, umm... religion will flourish too. Libraries, universities, temples, museums, research labs, theaters, stadiums, amusement parks, observatories, resorts, hospitals, hotels...! We'll build it all!"
"Hey, calm down. Calm. What're you talking about amusement parks for in this era? ...Wait, what's an amusement park? Anyway, no. Libraries sound hardcore too. ...Libraries? What's that? Anyway, no."
My little sister was a huge help, but she had this sneaky bias toward the 'culture-science-religion' triangle. She could throw the tribe's development way out of balance.
'Sure, way better than me ruling solo.... But still, something feels off....'
We needed someone like Mom to handle diplomacy and administration, someone like Big Sis for military might, someone like Second Sis obsessed with economy, food, and production boosts, and someone like Fourth Sis focused on intel and security.
I thought about floating the idea to my little sister..., but she was fired up like a civilization fanatic, nagging me to accelerate scientific progress.
"Bro! Hurry! Hurry and master pottery tech first. If this is Civilization 8 world..., pottery gives you an advantage toward calendar and writing tech! Civ 8 inherits a lot from Civ 5, so the tech tree's almost the same. To follow the science path from Civ 5, we gotta go pottery, writing, calendar!"
"Got it. Calm down a bit."
"...Ah, of course, it's not like Civ 5 where you can't get writing without pottery. But in Civ 8, pottery gives culture and art points from the pottery itself! And wonders! We gotta build wonders! Alexandria Library! Stonehenge! We might already be late starters! Hurry and build!"
"Hey, this world's like reality, so wonders might not even have effects. And in Civ 8, they just give culture and tourism points over time—useless buildings."
"So what! They're great monuments letting our descendants earn tourist cash thanks to their ancestors. If we build them all now, our kids'll be like, 'Ah, ancestors. Thank you. Sweet tourist bucks again today.' And we don't age, so seeing it later will hit different, right~? Let's build~! Wonders~!"
"Fine. Fine. Got it. First, some hunting around. Solve food, then think. I'll go hunt. ...You stop obsessing over science, religion, culture, arts—get the underlings farming, make some fields."
"Poo... That's no fun...."
With the Han River right there in the Seoul area, farming shouldn't be too tough. Gotta stabilize that first before anything. I left agriculture to my little sister and handled the tribe's big and small affairs.
Sitting on a makeshift throne-like chair of wood and soft hides on a raised platform, I'd decide on tribesmen's dilemmas and issues.
"Chief! Across this 'Han River' you mentioned. A guy came from the south side and picked a fight— we caught him."
"Hm? Someone crossed from Gangnam side? Who? Bring him."
My sons and descendants—warriors—dragged in some uncivilized primitive. Forced to his knees, the guy saw me and screamed curses.
"Y-You demon bastard! You slaughtered my whole tribe! The entire thing!!"
"What? Who're you?"
"Me? I'm the chief's son from the Oak Tree Tribe that's lived here forever! You! Your tribe! You wiped us out!!!"
"Ah..., did we? Can't remember...."
"...W-What?! ...J-Just a month ago! You piece of shit!"
"Oh yeah, I remember. Can't count on one hand the tribes we wiped coming here. Should've just offered up all your fertile women and land like good boys. You acted tough, so my sons and descendants cleaned house."
"Shut up! If we give up all our women, how do we survive into the future!!"
"But how're you alive? My sons said they killed all the men...."
"I... I was! Sniff, across the river... marrying a woman from another tribe. Dodged the fire. I'll kill you! Definitely! If not me, my kid will!"
"Bullshit. Just a generic revenge extra, huh. Feels like a random event from Civ 8. Just die. ...Hm, your kid? You knock up some woman? ...Oh ho. Your face says yes. Went south across the river, got a girl pregnant. Planning to sic the kid on me for revenge? Don't make me laugh."
"...Grrr."
"Your dumbass words just spoiled it yourself—your revenge ends before it starts. Sons, cross the river south, grab this fool's seed of vengeance he trusts so much. I'll take that woman and kid. If it's a girl, she'll be mine. Boy, kill or castrate into a eunuch."
"...N-No! No!"
"Kekeke, stupid fuck. Kill this trash, then drag that woman he believes in... the one carrying his kid... to me."
""""Yes, sir!"""
The guy's screams for revenge against me and my tribe ended in futility.
Thanks to my Absolute Dick skill's 'best sperm' function, my sons and descendants were mostly robust and smart. They fought way better than average primitives. Strong bodies and sharp minds naturally made them killer fighters.
So they crossed south as ordered and brought the woman I wanted.
"Father, we've brought the woman you desired. Along the way, we raided three tribes, capturing 250 fertile women total. Of them, 23 should catch your eye. But just in case, I recommend checking all 250."
"Good work. Yeah, I'll glance over the rest after this one. Rest up—you've earned it."
""""Yes!"""
I eyed the woman dragged before my throne, kneeling. Sure enough, my Impregnation Power confirmed she carried another man's child.
"Your dead husband said his kid would avenge him on me once born. You know that too?"
"Yes. My husband's child will kill you! Ptui!"
Her eyes blazing like fire, the woman spat at me. But from my high throne, it didn't reach.
"Kuhahat. Fun. Foolish and reckless—you two really married your types. ...First, taste my dick, then we'll talk. If you hold out, even better..., hope the kid's a girl."
"You filthy villain!"
"Kehihit. Yeah, yeah. Let's see how long that lasts."
I raped the vengeance-fueled woman. And about a month later..., she was riding me, moaning, "Ahhng...♡ Haht! Vibrating dick, yesss...♡" as she shook her hips.