44: Since This Is a Predetermined Fate, Forget About Morals
Episode 44: Since This Is a Predetermined Fate, Forget About Morals
Up until now, Kang-rim had always taken the lead whenever they had sex. Aside from Su-ah, there were many women who were skilled in bed, but no matter how skilled they were, none could surpass Kang-rim.
There was one reason he could toy with them: the original owner of this body was Grid. Grid’s mind was filled with countless techniques to subdue women. Based on that knowledge, Kang-rim had always been able to maintain the upper hand.
Though I have no idea where he even found that knowledge.
But this time, it seems he won’t be able to gain the upper hand.
“Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp…”
Achelone, who had been floating on the surface with her eyes rolled back just a moment ago, stood up again.
She stood up and began sucking his cock again—while submerged in the water, just like before. An ordinary person would be suffocating and in agony, but not Achelone.
Because he was a member of the Turtle Clan. As a member of the Turtle Clan, he was skilled at swimming and diving, so he could stay underwater for long periods without an oxygen tank.
That’s why he could casually perform such a crazy act as oral sex underwater.
“Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp….”
So Achelone was able to move his mouth with great skill.
“Slurp, slurp, slurp, slurp….”
Whether it was swallowing a cock as thick as a dragon’s bone with her mouth, taking it deep into her throat, licking the entire shaft with her tongue as she took it in, or sucking the cock as if pumping it to create a tight sensation—Akelon was handling it all with skill.
The ecstasy she felt from this skill made Kang-rim think she might lose her mind right then and there.
‘Even Atria wasn’t this good….’
Atria had always been a bit clumsy, requiring Kang-rim to take the lead, but this turtle showed no such flaws.
Gang-rim was genuinely curious just how much she must have done with her husband to become this skilled.
‘They said she had a good relationship with her husband—is that why her technique is so good?’
Akelon is a married woman.
No, to be precise, she is a widow.
Akelon, who married relatively young, is said to have made love with her husband every day without rest.
As a result, she had a large number of children with him.
Unfortunately, her husband passed away from an unknown illness.
Not only her husband, but she also lost all of her sons to a plague.
Her daughters-in-law also perished in the civil war that broke out among the Suin.
Having lost all her precious family members, the only one left for Akelon was her granddaughter, Tega.
Consequently, she loves Tega dearly and will not tolerate anyone harming her.
Perhaps her fierce attack on the mythical figure who used Tega to overcome a trial stemmed from a misunderstanding—thinking, “How dare you threaten my granddaughter? I won’t let this slide!”
If that’s the case, why did Tega surrender so readily without putting up a fight, even after being devoured by him? Why did Achelone voluntarily offer to become a slave of the Descent alongside his granddaughter, even though he knew she was a heinous villain?
“I think I’m about to come.”
Thanks to the turtle’s devoted caresses, the moment of climax was fast approaching. Perhaps sensing this, Achelone shook her head even more vigorously.
It would be fine to let Achelone take the lead and end it this way, but
“That won’t do.”
“Pffft?”
Losing control wasn’t going to happen.
He was the master, so he had to be in charge. He couldn’t let a slave take the lead. Kang-rim grabbed Achelon’s head and pulled it toward him. He shoved his entire length, right down to the base, into Achelon’s mouth.
Immediately afterward, semen burst out.
“Pffft?”
A thick, viscous mass gushed out. The spurting mass traveled down Achelon’s esophagus and fell into his stomach. Only after he had finished ejaculating did Kang-rim let go.
“Pfffff….”
Akelon’s eyes rolled back once more. She lost consciousness and floated lifelessly on the water’s surface. Anyone watching would have mistaken her for a drowned corpse.
A moment later,
“Phew! You… you knocked me out twice. You… you’re really something.”
Having regained her senses, Akelon sat up, gasping for breath.
“My husband could only knock me out once…”
“Um, now that we’re on the subject, there’s something I want to ask.”
Gangrim asked Akelon.
“Do you still love your husband?”
“Of course I do. And my adorable granddaughter, too.”
“If you cherish them so much, is it okay for you to be with me like this?”
Normally, for a couple with such a deep bond, it would be standard to tell a touching story about how their love endures even after being separated by death.
Even if faced with a situation where she’s about to be devoured, it would be normal for her to struggle desperately, vowing never to forget her husband.
But what is this?
Why is Achelone so naturally accepting of being devoured? Isn’t it normal to resist? Even if this world is a trashy game, and even if, true to the nature of trashy games, married women are constantly being toyed with by Grid without exception.
Even though he planned to make her his slave anyway, Kangrim was genuinely curious as to why she was acting this way.
“It doesn’t matter.”
Akelon replied.
“Because I’ve been so lonely until now.”
Hugging Kang-rim, Akelon spoke honestly.
“I lost my beloved husband, my sons died, my daughters-in-law died, and all my grandchildren died. Tega is my last hope, but he couldn’t possibly fill this emptiness.”
Akelon pressed her finger against her heart.
“I just wanted someone to fill me up.”
“….”
“So I thought about remarrying. My husband told me to put my happiness first, so I figured it wouldn’t matter.”
“….”
“I was planning to, but they all ended up dying.”
The cause of the plague that swept through the Turtle Clan, killing only the men, remains unknown to this day. Perhaps the developers didn’t consider it a particularly important plot point, so they simply glossed over it as if it were just some random epidemic. Even though it could have been used as a rich narrative thread, they didn’t do so at all.
Because of that half-baked plague the developers threw together, Akelon lost the chance to find fulfillment forever.
“That’s why I always looked at the stars. Wondering where the person who could fill me up was.”
“And that’s how you found me?”
“That’s right.”
And then that chance came around again.
“I saw the star known as ‘Master’ take over all the stars. Among them were me, Tega, and the Turtle Clan.”
“They’re nothing but mere dots—aren’t you putting too much faith in them?”
“You mustn’t underestimate the stars, Master.”
Akelon began stroking the shaft of his cock with one hand. His slightly shriveled penis rose once more.
“Stars show a predetermined future; they do not show an uncertain one.”
“A predetermined future?”
“Yes, the future in which you, Master, become the ruler of this world will not change.”
“….”
“So I have no regrets about throwing myself into your arms, Master.”
Akelon pulled Kangrim closer, his embrace growing tighter.
“Because I don’t think I hate this fate.”
“….”
“I don’t think it’s so bad to become the livestock of a Master who shattered a fate of self-destruction.”
“….”
Destiny, huh. Hearing that word makes me feel a little uneasy. It feels like I’m being forced down a predetermined path, doesn’t it? Kangrim had that thought, but
‘Maybe it won’t be so bad.’
That thought crossed his mind as well.
‘As long as I don’t perish, it doesn’t matter what I become.’
Survival is the top priority. To survive, he must create an ending where he wins. If the path to that ending is secured, then he must take it. He must not stop.
There is no reason to dwell on morality or anything like that.
“So please, eat us quickly. Both I and Tega are your playthings.”
Akelon reached out his hand.
“The entire Turtle Clan belongs to you, so please devour us as you wish, my Master.”
Where Achelon pointed, several female members of the Turtle Clan lay sprawled out.
-Haaah, hhhhh….
-Master’s cock… it’s so amazing…
-This is it. This is exactly what I need….
These were women who had come seeking to unite their bodies with Kang-rim.
They were women who writhed their hips, begging him to fill their empty hearts.
Kang-rim did not refuse their requests.
He already had over a hundred women who had united their bodies with him—what difference would a few more make?
There wasn’t a single soul in this world who would condemn him for doing so.
So Kang-rim acted on his impulses.
Following his heart, Kang-rim pounded them as hard as they wanted, and the women, filled to the brim with his seed, stroked their swollen bellies with satisfied expressions.
Though he had committed an outrageous act, Kang-rim felt no guilt whatsoever.
If anything, it felt amazing. The sense of conquest made him feel incredible. He was so elated at having succeeded in something he’d never even attempted in real life that he felt like dancing with joy.
When he was this happy, why would he feel guilty about conquering a woman with the “married woman” trait? She was a widow to begin with, so what difference did it make if he became her new partner?
Asking about her husband is just plain stupid.
“Yeah, why would a villain worry about something like that?”
After all, he is a villain. Whether she has a backstory or not, he’s the kind of villain who’ll just sleep with any woman he fancies. He’s taken possession of that villain’s body, and with that body, he’ll achieve a happy ending. A happy ending she could never have in reality.
To make that happen, she’ll stop at nothing. Everyone in this world already sees Grid as a villain—so why hesitate?
When everyone in this world knows that, are you telling her not to sleep with Acheron just because she’s a married woman?
That’s utter nonsense. I’m going to be devouring plenty of women with the exact same attributes as Akelon from now on—how could I possibly hesitate?
If I have to eat them, then I’ll eat them. No, I must eat them. I must eat them to conquer them.
We must conquer and make this world our own. That is the only way to survive.
Having finished his rationalization, Kang-rim gave the order.
“Alright, Park Ja.”
“Understood, Master… Huh?”
Akelon lifted her hips. The moment she felt the entrance of her pussy touch the glans, Akelon sank down. Akelon moaned at the sensation of the weapon being pushed all the way to her cervix.
Gangrim thrust his hips.
“Haaah, huuuh, hooooh, hoooook!”
It felt good, just as expected.
Her husband’s had been large, but this man’s was even bigger. It was so big that she felt she might forget everything else. Even though she knew she shouldn’t, Akelon’s mind was filled with the desperate desire not to forget this pleasure.
‘My husband, you told me, didn’t you? To find my own happiness….’
That’s what her husband had said just before he died.
He told her not to cling to the shackles of her own identity. After all, the dead are just the dead. The living must carry on with their lives. So, he asked her not to suffer for his sake. He told her to live the life she wanted.
Since he said that, it’s okay for me to be held like this, isn’t it, dear?
Acheron justified her actions in that way.
Gangrim, too, had no regrets about embracing Acheron.
“Since you said that, let’s do this until we’re sick of it today!”
“O-okay. Okay! Haah, haah, haah!”
The couple’s lovemaking continued until the clear bathwater turned white.
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“Hic, hic, hic…”
Only after he had ejaculated until his belly bulged did their lovemaking end. Having climaxed over a dozen times, Acheron collapsed face-down on the floor with a dazed expression.
“Hehe, hehehe… Love, new love inside my belly…”
It must have been incredibly good. Seeing her so overjoyed, Kang-rim was very curious about how she had managed to hold back since her husband’s death.
“Well, we’re done now….”
Kang-rim turned his head.
“Now it’s your turn, Su-ah.”
“Ugh….”
Su-ah was standing where Kang-rim had turned his head.
Sua’s face was flushed bright red, as if she were embarrassed.
She was always naked, but not now.
“Why, why are you wearing this…”
A white bra that barely covered her nipples.
White panties that barely covered her pubic area.
Sua was being forced to wear what is called a micro bikini.