Chapter 73
Chapter 73
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: Volume 15 - Avatar Conception (2)
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I'd been mulling over which one to pick since I was thinking of releasing some merch alongside it.
Then it hit me—the sticker tech I'd discovered back then was perfect for it, and a certain work that could leverage that for merch sprang to mind.
It was the latest in the Avatar series: Avatar Conception.
Avatar Conception basically follows Albedo and her companions, fresh off a grueling battle and a step stronger, diving back into the fray.
Of course, after the pitch-black, sticky mess of the last arc, this time I wanted to go lighter and more fun... or rather, steamier.
It's not that my brain's gone lewd from all the recent naughty stuff— this was always the plan for this part.
"Naturally, it kicks off right after Albedo's awakening saves everyone at the end."
Thanks to Albedo incinerating all the Corrosion with her pristine white flames, everyone's bodies returned to normal.
It wrapped up on a ridiculously clean happy ending.
But getting that kind of power for free? Doesn't make sense, right?
If it did, they'd have handed it out from the start.
"Albedo's got this pristine white flame etched like a tattoo around her womb, glowing bright."
It symbolizes her conceiving the Avatar's fire in her womb, putting her in a saintess-like state.
Unlike before, where she had to transform to summon flames, now there's always an ember smoldering inside, leaving lingering effects on her body.
In a country that sanctifies pregnancy, how could a setup where getting knocked up makes you stronger not land?
Albedo's case was extreme, though—she overdid it and needed rest.
To keep battling the emboldened Corrosion hordes tormenting humanity, the other girls each conceive their own flames, earning tattoos one by one.
Each gets a tattoo matching their flame's color, ending up with five distinct colors and designs.
'And the merch I had in mind is, obviously...'
Stickers of those womb tattoos you can slap right on your belly.
Detail might be tricky, but if I make stickers capturing the vibe and color, cut into womb-tattoo shapes...
They'd look convincingly real.
Hell, the thrill of sharing your fave character's "state" by sticking on the same tattoo? Instant turn-on.
It's adult manga, sure, but with that shonen soul, so tapping into that fandom vibe should work.
Turning womb tattoos into trendy merch is batshit crazy, I know.
But it'd blow up even without me—better I cash in with stickers than let folks get real permanent ink.
If it's spreading anyway, might as well go the wholesome route.
'Not that I'd ever ditch the womb tattoos, obviously.'
Everyone at the academy rocks pervert-level outfits and thrives.
I'm used to it now, so womb tattoos don't seem so weird—might actually catch on.
Staring at 'em this long, they feel almost normal?
...Is this that "common sense alteration" thing?
"Anyway, that's enough on merch."
The real meat's the main story.
Early on, the kids struggle in fights until they each conceive flames and get their tattoos.
Then they unleash way flashier battles, overwhelming foes with raw power.
'Power balance-wise, Magnum Academy coasts steady for a while...'
Time to revive that slice-of-life vibe like the second work, Avatar Passion.
That's when problems crop up.
The power ain't free—the side effects of womb-bound flames kick in.
That's the big reason this arc gets steamy.
The Avatar series has stripped 'em down before, but no real lewd scenes.
Makes sense—serious fights, no dudes, just girls battling.
These womb tattoos pave the way.
Each one's side effect ties to the god who granted the flame.
Albedo, barely recovered and back at Magnum Academy, hits it first.
Her tattoo flares, a subtle throb starts around her womb.
It builds relentlessly into ecstasy she can't handle, convulsing like a fit.
Pressing her womb amps it hardest; climax sucks the white flame back in, stopping the pleasure.
"At first, she thinks it's weird but hides it to spare the others' worry..."
Then the rest awaken one by one, chaos ensues—that's the main episode.
Gag and smut mashup, vibes like The Elf Dreaming of an Affair with an Orc Feels Frustrated Again Today.
Magical girl stories need these breather eps.
First snag: Veriditas awakens her side effect.
Her green womb tattoo shares others' pleasure if she's watching.
She catches Albedo's hidden bliss, snaps in front of everyone, masturbates.
Albedo cracks too, they both go at it.
Issue: Veriditas barely feels her own touch, but orgasms when others do.
Starts as helping Albedo's fits, mastering womb rubs.
But periodic episodes don't cut it; she eyes the others hungrily.
Sees friends as masturbation toys.
'Just raging from new pleasure highs.'
She snaps out later, but here she's feral, pouncing.
One target: Rubedo.
Rubedo's red tattoo dulls to her own hands but skyrockets with others' touch.
They drown in bliss, addicted like idiots—feral sex nonstop outside fights.
As those three suffer side effects, Citrinitas's yellow tattoo activates.
It twists her words unconsciously lewd.
She realizes post-speak, mortified—adorable hook.
Citrinitas blurts lewd shit unwittingly.
Nigredo's black tattoo reacts: lewd words spark vivid fantasies; dreams make 'em real.
Dreams so lifelike, she confuses them for reality.
'Nigredo distances herself, thinking she did lewd stuff with Citrinitas...'
Citrinitas panics at the sudden cold shoulder.
Nigredo insists she was "assaulted" by uncommitted acts—hilarious.
Citrinitas, fed up, does the deed for real; tattoos boost sensitivity in sync.
Synergy explodes—they're hooked deep.
Starts accidental, venting to normalize.
Over time, minds corrupt lewdward— that's the hot part.
Albedo: solo relief from throbs → self-trains till womb-touch alone climaxes. Body and soul slutify.
Nigredo: fights dream/reality → "Feels good? Whatever," embraces both as perv.
Citrinitas: innocent slips spark drama → realizes target can't tell, goes full slutty talk.
Veriditas: initial rampage → rationalizes as "helping happiness" → relapses, treats Rubedo like a sex toy.
Rubedo loves it too much to resist, becomes dedicated onahole, cumming braindead.
Devolves into a dummy chasing only sex.
"Hah, these are the heroes saving the world...?"
Yet amid it, those five fight Corrosion dead serious.
Look corrupted pervs? Nah—true heroes at heart.
...Contrasts heroic grit with orgasmic faces? Way hotter.
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