Fantasies of the Sword Dragon
Babel Minor Gallery, an internet community site boasting around 100,000 members.
As a large-scale site, it was rife with users posting blatantly antisocial content.
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Posts targeting real people numbered in the dozens or even hundreds daily—a common occurrence.
"Tch…."
Ra Chae-young, a frequent visitor to the Babel Minor Gallery, wasn't pleased with the current state of affairs.
She found it deeply unpleasant that someone she knew—a close acquaintance—was being sexually objectified by these shameless cowards hiding behind anonymity.
"The kind of losers who couldn't say a word face-to-face… They sure grow balls when they grab a keyboard."
It was just revolting. The Sword Dragon she knew, Park Hyunwoo, wasn't some plaything for sexual fantasies. Anyone who saw him fight would feel a surge of respect as a fellow player. Not just anyone could wield that massive scythe with such a small frame. His title wasn't handed out lightly—he was that strong. She couldn't stomach the vulgar comments slapped onto a man like that.
If only I could mobilize the legal team and give them a taste of hell.
Unfortunately, Hyunwoo wasn't part of the Acacia Guild, so calling in the lawyers would be tricky. Besides, she didn't want to expose her crush to something this ugly….
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Lost in thought amid the emotional haze, her eyes caught a provocative title that piqued her curiosity.
Probably some no-name celeb pic or a meme ripped from a Chinese model's Insta.
Dismissing the poster as a jobless bum, Chae-young clicked anyway.
"Huh?"
Her expectations were off. The post showed a small-statured guy lounging on a sofa, his thigh being caressed by a woman much taller than him.
His face was blurred, so identity was impossible—but that tiny build screamed Hyunwoo. Bodies like that weren't common.
What the hell am I thinking? No way Hyunwoo-ssi would pose for something this sleazy. And his master's the Sword Saint, for god's sake.
The Sword Saint was infamous for being strict even with junior players. No way she'd let something like this slide. Chae-young let out a sigh of relief tinged with self-reproach for her wild imagination.
That aside, this is….
A body identical to Hyunwoo's was being groped without restraint. Tiny fingers tried to push the hand away in feeble resistance—but it was pointless. The intruder casually left marks and traces on that smooth skin, as if it were entitled to.
Insane.
As if possessed, she saved the photo. It was the kind of vulgarity she'd normally scorn, but her intense interest in Hyunwoo stirred something sexual in her.
When the second post dropped, she clicked without hesitation. Again, no face—just a tiny guy on his knees, diligently tonguing the pussy of a woman holding a cigarette in one hand.
The sheer depravity of such a small man servicing a woman's lust like that ignited a twisted sense of taboo.
…That bitch is enviable.
Looks like she dragged her boyfriend into snapping these naughty pics.
The poster was surely a player. High-level players always held massive advantages in relationships.
Just 20 years ago, hitting LV50 meant you could pick any guy off the street and date him on your terms, right?
There was definitely a time when spotting a cute guy on the road meant dragging him home for casual sex. Chae-young's parents had hooked up that way—her dad was a civilian forced into marriage after getting railed in front of his girlfriend. Laws had changed since, strictly regulating player crimes.
The third post was even more explicit. The guy was hoisted like a toy, getting pounded relentlessly—used like a dildo. His face was mosaicked, but his tongue lolled out in obvious ecstasy.
Insane….
The height difference was at least 30cm at a glance. Clinging to the woman, he couldn't resist—surely just taking it helplessly.
…Enviable.
Maddeningly so. The power to toy with such a tiny guy at will.
Someday, me too….
Suddenly, she imagined doing the same if she dated Hyunwoo. She knew it contradicted her desire to protect him—but still….
"Gulp."
Without realizing, her hand slipped between her legs. Squish, squish… The pathetic wet sounds echoed for a while.
"Fucking retarded bastards."
Amid the flood of comments, the poster—Ryu Ga-eul, the Sword Saint—felt a rush of superiority. She savored the supple feel of her disciple's flesh against her body, sinking her teeth into his nape to leave marks.
"Ah…! I have to hit Babel tomorrow!"
His pleasure-drenched protest held zero conviction.
"Just slap a bandage on it."
"Ugh…."
As always, only the top 1% of the food chain could monopolize. Men were no exception.
The 39th floor teemed with 100,000 goblins. Unlike previous floors, they'd hired orc shock troops as mercenaries, integrating them into their army.
"Isn't that a giant?"
"Probably goblins captured and raised it from infancy. You can tell from the gouged-out eyes."
The most eye-catching was a 10m giant—a siege weapon built to breach walls.
"No worries. With this firepower, we can take them down."
All eyes turned to Hyunwoo—he'd become indispensable to the party. As battle commenced, he proved his worth.
"Kill the small fry first!"
"What kind of goblin bullshit is—"
Charging a thundering giant head-on required at least LV50. Hyunwoo's enhanced physique outstripped normals thanks to his buffs, but facing a giant directly was still tough.
"Squash…."
But Hyunwoo could fly. And Amodius's Scythe was a legendary item. He sliced through the giant's thick fingers, pressing forward. Mounted goblins hurled spears in resistance—to little effect.
"Not impressive."
He effortlessly plunged the scythe into the giant's weak point. It toppled backward, crushing dozens of goblins who couldn't evade.
"Only 20 down! We win if we close in!"
A goblin commander bellowed desperately, to no avail. Endless landmines and barbed wire, machine-gun fire raining between—plus the muddy ground that swallowed feet on contact. Goblins lacked the strength to escape the mire; it was death in place. Even past those, a 20m pit awaited, flames magically fueled at the bottom—untouchable.
"Without Hyunwoo-ssi, those giants would've overrun us, huh?"
"Thanks to him, we're sucking up easy EXP while he does the work."
"Irreplaceable, seriously."
In the chaotic battlefield, they watched Hyunwoo flit about like a fairy, hopping nimbly—utterly awestruck. And they had no idea.
Before entering Babel, he'd dressed in a suit for his master—and gotten fucked.