Subjugation Operation (2)
As the entire world plunged into chaos, the constellations of Babel gorged themselves on their favorite foods and liquors, delighting in the hellish spectacle unfolding below.
"Come on, time's running out! Which player will claim the most monster kills?"
"Harrison, obviously! My champion wouldn't lose in a place like this."
The gods cheered on their respective champions. After all, nothing beats the thrill of watching your prized toy dominate.
The king of the gods, Zeus, swirled a golden goblet brimming with nectar and grinned wickedly.
"One-Eye, aren't you placing a bet?"
"My champion's still too weak. He's a late bloomer."
"I see... Mine's already LV.90, you know."
Of course he was—he'd swapped out every promising contender he'd spotted. Odin, king of conquest and god of war, sneered inwardly at the coward.
That's why you can't enjoy this silly game for real. What's wrong with your head?
Ragnarok signifies the world's end, but also a new beginning. In that war, Odin had learned that endings were never truly eternal.
Zeus, by contrast, had triumphed over the Titans and chosen eternal rule.
There lay the difference: one who welcomed the end and a fresh start, versus one who craved unchanging eternity.
"I'm betting on Ryu Ga-eul, my brother Odin."
It was then that Loki, god of mischief and Ryu Ga-eul's constellation, chimed in. Only he—and she—could call the king of gods "brother."
"Ah, sure, she's a top contender. But no LV.90 trait, right? And Seoul's too cramped. No monsters left there."
"That's only if we're limiting it to Korea. Don't think my constellation's just sitting on her ass like an idiot."
Loki chugged his nectar with leisurely gulps, flashing a sly grin.
"Let me make a prophecy."
"Prophecy's not your specialty, I thought."
"It's just something that'll happen soon."
Then Loki cackled. The prophecy he'd cooked up was just too damn hilarious.
"My champion's gonna knock up that little squirt soon."
"Master and disciple turning lovers? I've heard it happens these days."
Zeus wasn't fazed. He'd plowed his grandmother, mother, sister, daughter, and granddaughter, after all.
"Theirs is different. That kid'll grow into the greatest being in the world. Probably a girl."
A god's prophecy never missed—especially not the god of mischief's.
"You'll see. When the new event kicks off and flips Babel's rules on their head."
"Hmph."
One little-known fact: Korea's roads are straight out of a wuxia novel.
You have to watch out for kids, elders, and women.
Plus, cars and trucks turn into spirit beasts—if you act rashly in front of them, you're done for.
But the one in front of me wasn't a metaphor—it was a genuine spirit beast made of actual cows and horses.
How much would that thing even cost?
"Looks like a type that gets stronger over time, something like that."
Sure enough, the massive scrap heap kept absorbing nearby cars and buildings, growing larger by the second.
Leave it alone, and it'd probably balloon to building size.
"Master."
"Y-yeah. Stay back, sis'll handle it."
Boom! Of course, she didn't. Master hefted her black hammer in her left hand and smashed it down.
Watching a chunk of its body get cleanly carved off felt refreshing, like a breath of fresh air.
"Hyunwoo, what's your level now?"
"LV.59. The rewards are solid."
Thanks to 2-3 times the usual EXP pouring in, my level shot up fast.
Not just me—players in my party who joined the fray leveled up big time too, from what I'd heard.
"At this rate, you could skip several floors."
Yeah, the fast leveling was great. The massive casualties? Kinda sucks... but for a player like me, it was prime power-up time.
"I'll hit level-up soon too. God, how many years has it been?"
"Great news. Your level-up benefits me too."
"Right, right, spot on..."
Her next milestone was LV.90. A new trait.
How strong would she get? She was already Sword Saint material. One more level, and she'd be the strongest ever.
"Let's call it here for today."
"Aren't there still tons of monsters left?"
"I've been fighting non-stop for two days straight. Life-on-the-line stuff—stress is no joke."
Even athletes don't grind this hard. I got where she was coming from.
"We've reclaimed a lot of downtown Seoul, but the damage is still brutal."
"It's not just me out there. Whatever!"
She had no obligation to save everyone, sure. But this attitude was a bit too flippant.
"I'll keep fighting a bit longer. Hitting LV.60 trait should make me stronger."
"Nah, no can do. You need rest too."
"...Master."
The whole country's on the brink, and this is the time to slack off? She was shockingly irresponsible!
"Master... You can't just— We even signed that disciple contract, remember?"
"Quota's filled. I can't split into dozens of bodies. How am I supposed to stop this alone? Like I said before, proper rest is key."
She had a point. I decided to accept it. No way she'd listen anyway in this state.
I headed home obediently.
"Hey... Hyunwoo, how old are you again?"
"Turning 21 this year."
"I'm 31. Exactly ten years apart. From now on, how about banmal during sex?"
Oh right, it was the 1st. New position unlocked.
"Like we're same-age lovers, right? Your tastes are a mystery even when I know them."
"Heehee..."
"Got it. Banmal like same-agers from now on during sex?"
"Yup!"
Crystal clear. I nodded and gave her what she wanted.
"Ga-eul."
"Nngh..."
That good, huh? Her face said it all.
"We're doing it today too, right? Grab a condom."
"Heehee, Hyunwoo. No condom today?"
"You nuts? What if you get pregnant? Quit messing around and get the condom."
First time snapping at her like that. Felt... not bad. Kinda stress-relieving.
"You old hag. Wanna get punished? If a kid happens, your belly hurts—not mine."
"If it happens, just have it."
"No kids with you. Ever."
I'd said it a million times, but she wouldn't quit. If anything, she doubled down on the obsession.
"Gonna make a baby with you no matter what. You know it's too late to back out."
"Sigh... Too late my ass."
"My pussy's molded exactly like yours now? Uhehehe... Too late to escape."
She murmured in that sticky voice. Maybe she was right.
"Why obsess over kids with me? Anyone else would do."
"Can't be satisfied with anyone but you."
"Then why fixate on babies...?"
"Birthing a kid that looks like you and me? Pure bliss. Extending my bloodline. Every woman's dream."
She was saying stuff utterly unworthy of a Sword Saint.
"Fine, fine, got it. Baby-making... but that's way off. No raw sex yet."
"Heehee. Banmal's the best. You're cutest—and sexiest—when you're mouthy, Hyunwoo."
"Cute and sexy? Those don't mix. Total nonsense."
Seemed like she just loved my cheekiness. I smirked, clinging to her body.
I sucked on her lips, tongue-lashing them, moaning softly. Even I could see how slutty that looked.
"Ahh, fucking perfect. Perfect..."
"Hah, your horny face pisses me off."
"Soon we'll make our baby, Hyunwoo? Feels so damn good."
...What the actual fuck is wrong with this woman?