Fairy Theft — Aquaril (1)

Everything had been perfect.

A blessing in disguise — wasn't that the phrase?

Uroboros, a 10-Star monster that had appeared like a miracle when I was one breath from dying, had handed me a power that could shatter the balance of this entire world. Mere moments ago I had been drowning in regret, rage, and despair. ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠Now I felt like I could take off and fly.

Yeah.

Right up until I saw this sentence.

"Th-three thousand gems?!"

The words offer 3,000 Gems as tribute wiped the grin off my face in a single stroke. Three thousand gems? What was that, somebody's dog's name?

Sure, you could convert Gold into Gems. Once I became the ruler of Indigo — and then the ruler of other cities after that — coughing up 3,000 Gems a month would be nothing. But that was the future. That was not now.

Right now I was a newbie who had barely gotten his hands on a game-breaking power. I didn't have the Gold to mint 3,000 Gems, and the Gems I actually owned amounted to a pathetic 180. Even if I three-starred every dungeon around Indigo, I wouldn't scrape together 1,000 Gems, let alone 3,000.

"...No."

I shook my head, turning it over. Hard, yes — in my current situation it was going to hurt. But gathering 3,000 Gems wasn't some impossible fantasy. The Beginner Quests had already unlocked, and the Event Quests were temporarily live. Some of those paid out in Gems.

And if I couldn't scrape together 3,000 Gems with a status window like this, I might as well rip off my Ranker badge and throw it in the trash.

First things first — I needed a growth plan built around this power. Fail to pay Uroboros her tribute and the whole thing vanished.

Summoning a Fairy is off the table for now... but that's fine. With this power, I can clear dungeons without one.

Fairies were a massive symbol in this world, same as they'd been in the game. They were the qualification to become a king or a queen — and at the same time, a lifelong combat asset and lover who followed only the Master who had summoned them. Not being able to have one of my own right this second stung, but the moment I could toss 3,000 Gems a month at Uroboros without breaking a sweat, I could summon as many as I wanted. I'd live with it.

—Nn... aahh... haaah...

"Okay, what the hell has that sound been this whole time?"

I was trying to map out the future and some filthy little moan kept punching holes in my concentration. Someone was making weird noises and getting in my—

"...Huh?"

"Haaahhh... s-save... hgyaaah...!"

I looked toward the sound and the shock nearly knocked me over.

Aquaril — a Fairy you could call the strongest in Indigo without anyone arguing — hung in midair, pinned by a six-headed serpent. A head had her by each arm, each leg, and her waist. Whatever had been done to her while I was out, she was half out of her mind, pouring cold sweat and leaking broken moans. Tears welled in both eyes. Her pretty lips hung open, a thread of drool sliding down her chin.

"....."

She'd been trying to kill me. Seeing her wrecked like this still didn't sit right.

Have you come to your senses?

"That voice... Lord Uroboros?"

Yes.

Slapping an honorific on a mere monster went against every ounce of Ranker pride I had. Except that pride belonged to a glorious previous life, and the current me was pathetically weak. Unique-grade class or not, I was still 1-Star — still the bottom of the food chain in this world. Uroboros was a 10-Star monster. If she so much as glared at me, I would drop dead on the spot.

So what choice did I have? The honorific stayed. Ranker pride did not, unfortunately, come with the power to kill Uroboros right this second. The weak crawled before the strong if they wanted to keep breathing.

My first Avatar.

"Yes, Lord Uroboros."

From this day forward, as my Avatar, you will devote everything you have to the restoration of my power.

"Restore your... power? Lord Uroboros? I'm not sure I follow. Could you explain what that means?"

I tossed the question out to ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fish for information. Restore my power meant she had lost it for some reason. For now I had taken her strength and become her servant — but I had zero intention of dying a servant. My previous life's memories still outweighed this one's. I had beaten monsters and players by the truckload and climbed to Ranker, and I was not about to tolerate a monster sitting above me. I would gather my strength in silence, and then I would put down a 10-Star named Uroboros.

You do not need to know that.

"Ah. Yes, ma'am."

She didn't take the bait. Arrogant snake bitch.

Now. This is a gift I bestow upon my first Avatar.

"Huh?"

"Hhk..."

The words had barely left her when the six-headed serpent set Aquaril down in front of me. One look told me she was nowhere near okay.

"...Come again?"

Stripped down to the point, she wanted me to use the Incarnation of the Serpent of Greed trait and the Temptation skill to take Hwaryongwang's Fairy, Aquaril, and make her mine.

Okay, but how exactly am I supposed to do that?

If the Uroboros's Avatar class had ever shown up in Fairy Masters I might have had a clue. I had never stolen another person's Fairy in my life. And now I was just supposed to make her my property? Fantastic.

Ah, fuck it. I'll use the skill and figure it out from there.

I'd never actually fired a skill in this world either, but a skill was still a piece of the game system. If I thought I want to use Temptation, Temptation would go off.

Temptation.

The instant I willed the skill to activate—

Huh?

My body started moving on its own. And wait — the wounds Aquaril had given me were completely gone. Had Uroboros patched me up too?

Then my hands went to my clothes.

??????

With zero input from me, my body started stripping. The clothes that were already too wrecked to be worth wearing came off. Then the pants. Then the underwear, kicked aside.

The fuck are you doing right now?

It didn't stop there. Done with my clothes, my body started on Aquaril's.

"Khh...!"

Whether the badly wounded Fairy was in pain or not didn't register at all. The clothes came off, and a naked body ruined with blood and open wounds was laid bare. Then my body shoved her legs wide and dragged a cock that had gone painfully hard along the lips of her pussy.

"...Oh. I'm back."

Right before penetration, the skill's grip released and my body was mine again. I could move the way I wanted. Not being able to control my own limbs had been worse than I'd expected.

Great that I can move again, but... is this actually the play?

"Hah... hah..."

I looked down at Aquaril panting raggedly beneath me.

Even wrecked the way she was, she was beautiful — Fairy beautiful. The pale skin showing between the smears of blood, the teardrop swell of her breasts, all of it was unfairly lovely and unfairly tempting. Low on her ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠belly, right about where her womb would be, a tattoo of a dragon wreathed in fire had been inked into the skin.

Judging by how this is going... it's that, isn't it.

If the situation in front of me meant what it looked like, the process for stealing a Fairy's ownership was sex. Seizing ownership through sex. What kind of asinine setting was that?

"Haaah..."

"....."

Was I really going to do this?

Aquaril had been struggling like she was about to stop breathing this entire time. Forget ownership — wasn't the decent thing to treat her first?

...Decent treatment my ass. This is the woman who tried to kill me.

A Fairy had no choice but to obey her Master's orders absolutely. Aquaril trying to kill me had been her following Hwaryongwang's command. That was the truth, and it didn't make it any less of a shitshow from where I was standing. I'd been dead a week and I'd already almost died again.

"Fuck it. I don't even know anymore."

Honestly, lust had been stacked up to the top of my skull for a while now, and thinking straight was a lost cause. There was blood in the air, but the raw, wicked pull of a Fairy's naked body was more than enough to push through it.

"From now on, you're my Fairy."

I said it like a declaration, and I rolled my hips forward.

My cock drove into her.

"Hnnghhh...!"

The second I sank into Aquaril I made a sound I didn't mean to make.

Was it some universal instinct — every species trying to leave something behind when death was close? She was soaked, her insides slick with wet heat, and burning, like I'd pushed into a fire. Her walls clamped down from every direction, trying to shove me back out.

The pressure was stronger than I'd expected. I eased my hips back a fraction. I was not about to pull out for real.

This isn't about getting off. This is about taking a Fairy's ownership. And getting even for the sword she put in me.

I snapped my hips forward again, hard. She hadn't expected the cock she'd just pushed out to come slamming back in; her tightened insides were forced open a second time.

"Kh!"

A groan of pure appreciation tore out of me on its own.

I'd had plenty of sex with girlfriends in my previous life. It had been work and it had been good. The Fairy pinned under me now was in a completely different league from any of them.

I folded down, gathered her into my arms, and started moving in earnest. A cock a little longer and a little thicker than a Black man's raked along her inner walls without mercy, over and over.

I was close to losing myself in the rhythm when it hit me.

A flare of heat.

What is that?

A scorching presence slept inside Aquaril. I had never felt anything like it, and it was deeply, viscerally unpleasant. She was about to be mine, and the thought of driving that heat out of her body rose up unbidden.

Ah. This is Hwaryongwang's mana. His claim on her.

I had no idea how I knew that. Maybe it was an effect of the new class. What I understood on instinct was simple: push this presence out, and Aquaril would be mine completely.

"Haah...! Hhk...! Hnn...!"

Unconscious, Aquaril still let out broken little moans between thrusts. The sound wound me tighter.

"Khhh...! I can't hold it!"

Come to think of it, I hadn't touched a woman once in the week since I'd opened my eyes in this world. On top of that, I'd watched Princess Prisia enjoying a threesome with her own Fairies, and the leftover heat from that had been sitting in me ever since.

The edge arrived fast. I'd bitten it back again and again, wanting to wring every last second out of Aquaril's pussy, but I was done.

"I'm cumming!"

I crushed her against me and buried myself as deep as her body would take, and I emptied everything I'd been holding. A week's worth of pent-up, fresh cum punched into her womb like a flood. I felt her insides fill around me, packed with it.

A guttering flare of heat — and the presence of Hwaryongwang inside her weakened.

A window bloomed in front of my eyes. Corruption... well. Betraying her Master to become mine counted as falling, I supposed.

Forty-two percent, huh?

One load had filled 42%. Two more and this Fairy would be mine from here on.

My Fairy. Mine...

I looked down at her. Dark blue hair plastered to her face with sweat, and she was still devastatingly beautiful, devastatingly sexy. I'd already come once and the usual crash never arrived. A bigger, hungrier lust rolled in to take its place.

Two more? I was going to come inside her ten more times at least.

I started moving again, thrusting into a Fairy's pussy that was already overflowing with me.

A long, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠fading hiss — and the tattoo of Hwaryongwang, the fire-wreathed dragon inked above her womb, began to dissolve, little by little.

I had no idea how much time had passed.

"...Ah."

I had been holding Aquaril and driving into her without a thought in my head. The window snapping into place in front of my eyes dragged me back.

"This is..."

The instant I read it, I felt it — something unseen knitting itself between Aquaril and me. The presence of Hwaryongwang that had lived inside her was gone. There was nothing left of it to find.

"Huh? The tattoo... it changed."

The fire-wreathed dragon that had been inked across Aquaril's lower belly was gone. In its place, a serpent biting its own tail had been drawn into her skin.

I opened her status window and checked the race field.

Hwaryongwang was no longer Aquaril's owner. No longer her Master.

I was. I was Aquaril's owner now. I was her Master.