Chapter 18: Space Warp 1
In the darkness, after locking the door to my studio apartment, I collapsed onto the bed.
My body, which had pushed past its limits by absorbing dozens of energies, was crushed by an excruciating sense of exhaustion as the powers vanished.
The women's eyes, which had turned cold since midnight, lingered like afterimages, but I didn't have the energy to savor them.
I passed out without even removing my clothes.
When I opened my eyes, it was already close to noon. The sunlight filtering through the curtains was scorching, but my physical condition was surprisingly not bad.
The residual energies that had been absorbed until that moment had caressed my cells while I slept in response to the semen I had squeezed out from the window the previous day.
I grabbed my smartphone from the bedside with my fumbling hand. On the screen, as always, the weird purple icon's message was floating.
[Space Warp]
"What the hell is this? Space warp? Then... I can go anywhere I want? This is insane! I can't die!!"
I sat on the bed, staring blankly at the screen.
This was a resolve power different from Wolverine's recovery or monster-like stamina.
It transcended mere physical strength, the authority of a 'complete intruder' that made all doors and walls in the world meaningless.
"How do I activate it? Just by thinking?"
I tested by imagining the bathroom in the room.
The old tile floor, the corners with a bit of mold, the toothbrush on the sink.
As I visualized the image in my head—
Shush—.
With the strange air resistance sound brushing my eardrum, my vision flickered.
Before I could even blink, I was standing on the cold bathroom floor instead of the bed.
"Impossible... it really works."
Chills ran down my spine. I didn't need to open the door or walk.
There was no place I couldn't go now. Maybe I could enter the bank vault like in the movies and come back with just the money.
Now, I'm rich lol.
But wait,
"Ah, what is this..."
In the bathroom mirror, my reflection was completely naked, with not a single thread on me.
The shirt and pants I had been wearing were left on the bed as is.
This time, I focused again by recalling the bedroom.
Shush—.
Instantly back to the bed, but only my body moved. The smartphone I was holding fell with a thud to the floor.
"Sorry, items don't work, only my body is teleported. Bank robbery is out."
Looking up at the dim ceiling of the studio apartment, I pondered the use of this wondrous power.
If I can't rob the bank to become rich... can I become a traveler roaming the world?
But moving only my naked body made that difficult. I couldn't always steal clothes...
Then, only one desire remained in my mind.
'Anyway, other things are annoying. Today, I'll fuck some beauties.'
The thrilling thrill I had felt from absorbing dozens of energies at the window the previous day was already tickling my entire body.
But there was one thing that bothered me. From the teleport to the bathroom earlier, I learned that this power only activates if I vividly 'recall' the place.
That is, there was a restriction that it had to be a familiar place with coordinates marked in my memory.
But I am a person who doesn't give up. I licked my lips, wanting to test the limits of this amazing authority.
"Does it have to be a place I actually went to? As long as the image is clear?"
For the experiment, I pressed the remote on the bedside table to turn on the TV.
On the screen, a popular outdoor variety show was being rebroadcast.
The cast members were gathered in the courtyard of a remote fishing village, noisily preparing dinner for the evening meal.
The scenery of the green sea and the old minbak house unfolded across the screen.
"Here, perhaps."
I sat in seiza on the bed and began focusing on the place in the TV screen.
It was an unfamiliar sea I had never been to, but I absorbed every detail the camera showed.
The wood grain of the old bench, the porcelain jar placed in one corner of the courtyard, and the foam of the waves rolling behind.
I closed my eyes and reconstructed the scenery three-dimensionally in my mind from what I had just seen.
Not just looking at a photo, but I focused with the intent that I am standing on that gravel field right now.
'That sea... that courtyard of the minbak house.'
Then, the air in the studio apartment began to twist strangely.
With a pressure that pressed down on my eardrums, all senses of my body converged to a single point.
In the empty room, naked as I was, I seeped into the void with only intense desire.
The air in the studio seemed to thin for a moment, and an intense afterimage of light crossed my closed vision.
Shuuwuung—!
After the flicker of a moment, what I felt first was the sharp, cold air piercing my lungs.
Success. I had real-time teleported to the place in the screen, the minbak house.
But the warm sunlight and lively atmosphere I had seen in the TV screen were nowhere to be found.
Perhaps because the season had changed, or the filming lights had disappeared, the place was bitterly cold and desolate.
"Hah..."
The rough, cold sea wind swept mercilessly over my naked body.
The gravel from the screen felt ice-cold on my soles.
The surroundings were silent, and the only thing that echoed strangely was the sound of waves in the unfamiliar fishing village.
It was bitterly cold, giving me chills, but my heart was racing with explosive joy.
"Success... I really came here."
Even if it was a place I had never actually been to, the fact that I could come and go anywhere in this world like my own room if the video image and coordinates were clear had been proven.
I crouched with my trembling body and stared at the silhouette of the minbak house for a moment.
If I wanted, I could enter right now and steal clothes or contact someone, but first, I had to capture this wondrous experiment.
I shook my frozen body and recalled the scenery of my own studio apartment again.
The damp bed sheet, the sound of the TV on, and the intense image of the narrow space where I had been sitting.
Shush—.
In an instant, the vision flipped, and instead of the sea wind that bit at the skin, the damp, lukewarm air unique to the studio enveloped me.
When I opened my eyes, the variety show was still flowing peacefully on the screen.
I collapsed onto the bed with a thud.
The sea salt smell and the cool chill on my body proved that the previous teleport had not been a dream. There was no door that was now blocked for me.
"Proven, so... then who shall I go find."
With a sly smile on my lips, for the serious hunt, I picked up my smartphone and began scrolling through SNS and articles.
My finger stopped at an article while scrolling the smartphone screen.
[Photo] 'National Little Sister' Jeong Su-bin, resting in hotel suite due to fatigue accumulation... Can she push through tomorrow's schedule?
At the bottom of the article, the scenery of the luxury hotel she was staying in and several photos of the interior of the suite she had posted on her SNS were attached.
The gleaming marble floor, the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, and the wide bedroom with soft lighting turned on.
"Jeong Su-bin... long time no see. Last time at the hospital, I finished her. Yesterday it was the window aces, so today shall I go back to the pure side?"
I lay on the bed and stared intently at Jeong Su-bin's SNS photos.
I visualized the nightstand beside the bed in the photo, the stand and the strangely shaped flower vase, and the texture of the silk blanket she was covering.
Seeing her face from the last time, where she had been desperately clinging like a slave to my cock due to the hypnosis, my lower belly became heavy.
"Ah, this is driving me crazy. Subin-ah, I'll come right now, wait."
I closed my eyes and visualized the quiet suite bedroom where Jeong Su-bin was sleeping.
Imagining the warm warmth, the luxurious diffuser scent, and her even breathing, I focused.
Shuuwuung—!
With the strange vibration of the twisting air, I felt my body sinking to the floor.
And when I opened my eyes again, what greeted me was not the damp air of the studio, but the soft lighting and sweet scent I had seen in the photo.
I was standing completely naked on the carpet right next to Jeong Su-bin's bed, with not a single thread on me.
On the bed, Jeong Su-bin was still sleeping deeply in a thin gown.
Despite having gone through that commotion a few days ago, she had continued filming and returned to her daily life. Actors are actors.
Looking down silently at her sleeping with her still angelic face, a strange submissive desire surged up.
I silently climbed onto her bed and pushed my body under the blanket.
Mmm... manager unnie...?
Master? Eh... how did you get here...?
Door not needed. If I want, I can appear next to you anytime.
Jeong Su-bin trembled as if the situation was unbelievable, and due to the memory of last time, she instinctively shrank her body wherever my skin touched, starting to heat up.
Uu... um...
Ah, this is driving me crazy. Subin-ah, I'll come right now, wait.