Golden Goblin 1
"Ah, fuck. I'm screwed. So [Elf Forest] was a fakeout."
Status Abnormality: Syphilis (Stage 1)
All stats reduced by 10%. If untreated, stage increases every 24 hours, penalties worsen.
A chill ran down my spine at the system message floating before my eyes. At the same time, a burning sensation ignited in my crotch, like a red-hot iron rod being jabbed inside me.
"Kuh…!"
The searing pain started from my dick buried in her pussy and spread through my veins to every corner of my body. My muscles stiffened, my breathing grew ragged. It was excruciating agony mixed with perverse pleasure, so intense I could barely twitch a finger.
Regardless of my writhing torment, she clenched my cock tight and kept grinding her hips.
"You bitches… fuck. You're not elves—you're cutie goblins?"
I'd never heard of elves spreading syphilis. These were cutie goblins. The pain racing through my veins started clouding my mind.
"But… for cutie goblins… you're way too pretty…"
"Wara rarararara rararal♥"
The pleasure of her squeezing pussy mingled with the syphilis torment in a bizarre cocktail. Is this how guys end up after shelling out big bucks for Japanese touch-and-go girls on a one-night stand?
I'm fucked… really fucked. Shit… if this were a novel, all the readers would bail. 'Protagonist's brain is empty!'
Am I dying like this? Born an orphan, lived full of regrets, finally got a family—and now dying pathetically from an STD mid-fuck with a monster?
"Fuck…!"
At that moment, the ring on my left ring finger began glowing coldly.
Blood Raven Ring.
The cursed ring I'd looted from that daywalker. A chill poured from it, racing up my arm and flooding my body. It clashed with the burning in my crotch, unleashing hellish agony.
"Gaaahhh!"
Hot fire and icy frost warring inside me. And through it all, the cutie goblin locked her thighs around my waist.
"Wara rarararara rararara ra ral!!"
Blood Raven Ring's curse activates.
Curse: Blood Thirst
Blood… blood… blood… blood…
The Blood Raven Ring started singing its blood song again.
The Blood Raven Ring despises contaminated blood. It craves fresh blood. Permit fresh blood? Y/N
I'm fucked anyway.
"Yeah, fuck yes! Yes!"
Ring begins absorbing syphilis from contaminated blood.
The ring's absorbing the syphilis from my blood? The pain lingered, but a sliver of hope appeared. I gritted my teeth and endured.
"Wara rarararara rararara ral!!"
The cutie goblin who'd taken my creampie wouldn't let go of my dick no matter what.
Blood Raven Ring purifying contaminated blood… Progress: 15%
The ring's chill clashed with the syphilis burn, battling inside me. But an even graver issue was unfolding.
“Wara rararara rararal!!”
The first cutie goblin impaled on my dick started growling at the other two. Madness gleamed in her eyes—she wanted my cock all to herself.
“Wara rararara ral! Wara rararal!”
The second tried shoving the first aside. But the first wrapped her legs tighter around my waist, refusing to yield.
“Kuh… these bitches…”
As they fought, her pussy clenched rhythmically—insane pressure. Ignoring my pained groans, the cutie goblins bared their claws at each other. The monstrous nature behind their cute facades emerged.
“Wara rarararara raral!!”
The third suddenly yanked the first's hair, ripping her off my dick with a scream.
“Pfuuk! Pyurrr!"
My cock popped free, white cum and pink juices spilling out. But instantly, the third mounted me, shoving it into her own pussy.
“Ugh… you bitches… fuck…”
The third's pussy was hotter and tighter than the first's. A fiercer syphilis burn surged.
“Fuck… am I dying like this…”
But no one cared about my despair. The cutie goblins' war had begun in earnest.
“Wara rararara raral!!”
The first let out a furious screech and lunged at the third, sharp claws sprouting from her tiny hands. Cutie goblins usually wield rusty daggers or blow poisoned needles from straws, but these had none. Maybe because they were from an undeveloped area?
“Gaaah!”
The first's claws raked the third's back, drawing thick blood from three deep gashes.
“Wara rarararara raral!”
The third writhed in pain, clenching my dick harder. I groaned in shared agony.
“Aah… too… tight…”
But the third didn't give up. She twisted back and slashed at the first, carving a deep wound across her chest.
“Wara rarararara rarara ral!!”
The first screamed, then her rage turned to the second.
“Wara rararara rarara ral?”
The second backed away in confusion. But the first had lost all reason. She slashed at the second's throat.
“Wara rarararara rarara raral!!”
"Kwek… wara rararal!"
The two rolled on the ground, clawing and biting. Their fight grew fiercer—tearing flesh with claws, ripping throats with teeth. Meanwhile, the third kept riding me, seeking pleasure. Blood from her back dripped onto my stomach.
"Wara rararara raral~"
Her pussy writhed around my cock. Syphilis pain and pleasure blurred my mind.
“Kuh… even in this situation…”
Blood Raven Ring purifying contaminated blood… Progress: 35%
The ring's purification was speeding up.
“Gaaahhh!!”
Suddenly, the second's scream pierced the air. The first had bitten deep into her throat. Blood fountained out.
“Wara rararara raral… wara ral…”
The second's voice weakened. But as she died, she raked the first's belly open. Intestines spilled.
“Pfuuk… pfuuk…”
The two collapsed in each other's arms, dying together.
"Wara rarararara rarara ral!"
The third on top of me roared in victory. Then, the dying first lunged and bit her throat.
"Wara… raral… ral…"
The third slumped over me. Life faded from her eyes. She muttered her last words, gave my cock one final squeeze, then went limp.
"Haa… haa… fuck…"
I panted raggedly, surveying the scene. All three cutie goblins were dead. Their red blood soaked the forest floor.
Blood Raven Ring purifying contaminated blood… Progress: 85%
Syphilis infection rapidly decreasing.
Absorbing the goblins' blood too, the ring accelerated the purge. The burning eased.
My body finally responded a bit.
“Whew…”
I shoved the dead cutie goblin off and stood. I was covered in their blood and fluids.
Blood Raven Ring purification of contaminated blood complete.
Syphilis fully cured.
Blood Raven Ring acquires new ability: Syphilis Resistance
I sat up and glared at the unremovable Blood Raven Ring. Did it make the syphilis bacteria spread so fast through my veins? Normal guys die about a week after fucking cutie goblins—not this sudden escalation. Suspicious.
Anyway, thanks to the Blood Raven Ring, I'm now syphilis-proof. But the cost was steep.
Suddenly, their bloodbath over my dick made sense. Especially the first one's behavior after my creampie.
"Did… you orchestrate this?"
I stared at the Blood Raven Ring. The 'blood blood blood' chanting had quieted—stuffed, maybe. Wouldn't budge when I tried removing it.
"What the hell… are you, really?"
I slowly dressed, pausing to pay silent respects to the three corpses. Monsters or not, they looked like idols. They self-destructed, but I couldn't shake the guilt.
"Sorry… for you girls…"
I buried them in the sunniest spot I could find. The ring saved me, but something felt off.
"Whew…"
Time to find the golden goblin. Reason I entered [Elf Forest].
"Follow the stream upstream to the windmill, right?"
I marked my path with stones to avoid getting lost and moved out. Kill the golden goblin, steal its magic pouch.
Splash splash.
Stream sounds finally reached me. Reminded me of orphanage trails in Gangwon mountains.
"Whoa… the water's crystal clear?"
Tempted to dip my hands, but no purification magic? Don't even think it. Dungeon rules.
Unknown pretty wildflowers bloomed around the stream. An Hyeonmi would love these…
Shit. I was already squatting, stroking them.
I strode along the stream. Soon, the ground leveled, and a creaking windmill appeared—like from an animation, picturesque.
"Oh! So pretty.♥"
A massive windmill perched beautifully on a cute hill. And in front, a stunning beauty threshing grain.
Blonde bombshell. Dazzling golden hair, like a scene from Jean-François Millet's The Angelus. She sifted grain in a sieve, brushing sweat-damp strands from her shoulders. Sublime labor, captivating curves, naked save an apron—bold, and a face surpassing the cutie goblins.
As she tossed grain into the air again, her eyes met mine. She beamed.
Like a wife seeing her war-returned husband. She flung the sieve skyward and ran toward me, parting the wheat field. Didn't even notice her shoe slip off. Straight out of a movie, radiant smile as she charged.