Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline



[El's POV: ]

Eisheth, that bitch was devastated after not getting the taste of someone's love for so long that she went mad, and obtained the power to materialize what did not exist, the power of creation that few possesses in these worlds of the Worldline. 

'But the power that she obtained was a cheap, impure version of the real thing. It was shitty and disgusting.'

However she certainly had the power to birth the things of her own dreams, though with many terms and conditions applied. 

She could have used that power to try harder and get out of this place and go back in the world and have as much fun as she wanted with as many 'real' things as she wanted, but, nope. The bitch chose to live in this place eternally, made it her territory, and created creatures that could relieve her unbearable desires.

'And, for some twisted reason, the creatures she created were mostly furries, tentacle monsters, or things that cannot be put into words possessing 'tools' that were more absurd than the tentacles.'

She had gone crazy long ago and was nothing more than a monster now. But the bitch was a pretty monster that no doubt will try to devour us both whole when we reach her at the very end of this dungeon.

'The dungeon was divided into three parts, the outer parts or the outer hall, the place mostly filled with the furries that she had gotten bored with long ago, then there was the inner chamber, a place with mostly things like kitchen and dining rooms and bathrooms and stuff, which were filled with utterly disgusting tentacle monsters… well, not all of them were disgusting.'

The furries were all cute while some of the tentacle ones were pretty cool too, I liked some of them there. The ones I utterly hated with all my being were the creatures present in the innermost section of this dungeon, the fucking disgusting things that I didn't even want to describe and corrupt my thoughts.

'Ugh…!'

Just remembering them fucked the taste in my mouth. They were just too fucked up beings.

"You just thought about the ones in the innermost area, didn't you?"

"Yeah… don't talk about that shit. Let's focus on the cats and wolves before us."

He knew just how passionately I hated those things. They were just, ugh! Fuck. 

"Haaa. I've been ready for a while now. Why aren't those things running faster? They are wearcreatures. They should be faster."

"But they aren't. And yours truly is here so they are hesitant. They will pick up the pace when she gives them orders though. Chill until then."

I was having afternoon tea by myself. The bastard should join me but he didn't want to since those furries were taking longer than we expected. 

'Bastard still worries too much.'

A dragon's magic was one thing. They are one of the epitomes of existence. Comparing her magic with this bitch's fake creatures was like comparing me to the cute puny ants.

This tea is good though.

"AUOOOOOOOOO!"

"Alright, here they come."

"Ye ye. Hold them for a while. Lemme finish this tea."

He sighed deeply and looked at me with his signature look that was cursing me innately, cute bastard.

There were furries coming at us and here I was, drinking tea in an environment filled with demonic energy that could kill most of the participants of the entrance exam. But, well, they took their sweet time and I was bored, so, what else would I do on tea time if not drink this sweet tea that tasted sweeter for some reason?

It wasn't my fault, but he was annoyed, and it was cute~.

-Thadak. Thadak. Thadak!

Footsteps. Tens of footsteps. No, they were in hundreds… no, wait. What the fuck?

"Ummm, El? I don't think-"

"I know, I know. I'm not deaf."

With a super annoyed expression and ruined mood, I finished my cup quickly, stored it back, stored the table and chairs back into the prism space, and called out my magic staff.

"How many?"

"A thousand and ninety-eight. That's like seventy percent of the entirety of the outer area."

Now that they were near, I could count them with my Mana senses and, they had surrounded us from all four cardinal directions. Completely blocking any path to retreat or breakthrough.

They were coming from all directions, something they had never done previously in the game, so this surprised me a little.

"Have they become dumber? Why did they do this?"

"I think she should be the reason. She hadn't had the taste of actual love in centuries and we are the first beings stepping into this place. She perhaps is more excited than she used to be when inside the game."

There was an excited smile on my bastard's face. He liked this new unexpected turn of events. 

These flurries were coming at us directly without any hesitation and we were going to kill every single one of them anyway. 

'We would have had to roam around this vast place to find all of them to kill them normally but, now that most of them were coming to us on their own anyway, our work had become a little easier.

Their behavior pattern this time was unique, but, this was better. It was annoying that my tea time was ruined but these bunch can compensate for that.

"Buckle up darling. We are going to dance."

"Oh? Then can I have the honor of this dance, my lady?"

"Hehehe, of course not, my Sir~."

-Thadak…!

"AUOOOOOOOOO!"

"MEOWWWWWWW!"

"BRUHHHHHHH!"

They were fast, so fast that as soon as they were visible to us some distance away, they increased their speeds and completed their encirclement in no great time.

They were all around us now, the werewolf of different colors of fur wearing a single piece of clothing around their cocks, some female cat people who were more cat humanoid than the usual ones we know about, different furries of wild in their humanoid form with the same cloth around their private parts, and those cloths were barely doing much, so… well, we could see a lot of stuff, which wasn't appealing at all. He is still better and prettier than them.

'He's pretty big too, but not too big like most of the fake furries currently around us. They looked disgusting, just, too disgusting. It was questionable how women even liked having things like theirs inside them. Those bitches and whores were just out of their minds.'

Some things are better with certain limitations, but everyone has their own different ways and likings. I didn't like that kind of stuff, even though we have tried doing stuff that surpassed common sense in our different game worlds in the past.

People have their own 'games', not anyone can do it for days and months on a small landmass in the middle of the ocean, not anyone can do it while being inside the stomach of a dragon, not just anyone can do the things we already had. 

We have done most that one can imagine and buoyed so, I knew what I liked, and, those ugly dicks were not included in them. 

They were just ugly and trash. The world was better off not seeing them ever again.

"My lady?"

"After you, my good sir."

He extended his hand after formulating a path to get the best breakthrough results with his white sword in one hand, and I accepted it after turning my magic wand into a matching sword shape as well.

It would be fun if there was music but, these fake furries made good enough harmonic noise to be substituted for something like that.

They were… not ugly themselves. Some were cute. There were naked female furries here as well and they all were hot. Any normal horny guy would want to suck all those pretty pussies and boobies. 

Not my bastard though. 

This basted found every single thing here, be it the big cookoos' or the furry wolf, cat, fish, shark, small, big, or futa females, to be utterly disgusting. 

He loathed them all with all his soul and wanted nothing more than to purge them from existence. That was the reason he suggested a dance. A deadly dance of death, our combination fighting style that we used to deal with a large group or a strong foe. 

We could take care of them all individually but that was just too boring.

These things here weren't real creatures so there were no physical bodies to them.

They were mere beings of that bitch's imagination and a lump of experience points for the two of us.

Killing them would produce blood and they would scream just as realistically as the real things but, they would vanish afterward, so even though little, there was meaning and fun to killing them individually instead of blasting them off with strong skills and spells.

I was in for the fun of their deaths, this basted just wanted them all out of his sight, and ultimately, we wanted them gone.

So…

"AUOOOOOO!"

"One."

With one hand intertwined in the other's and holding the white-black swords in the other one, he first kissed the back of my palm, and I gave him a bow of appreciation.

After which, he pulled me closer, and we vanished from the middle of their encirclement.

"Two."

We had used our movement skills at the same time, and he was leading me this time, so the place we ended up in was in the middle of a group of weartiger males with striped dicks that were a little different from the human's. 

Our objective in this entire encirclement was the death of everything present, a massacre of a sort, but these creatures weren't real, nor were their deaths.

They will die right after a cut from either of our special swords infused with light elemental energy… and those cuts were going to be in a certain place that everyone knows about already. I believe, I don't have to say it myself.

This little thing is going to be fun since they are much stronger than the real creatures of the labyrinth so that much was good. 

And, we would be fine until we met that giant alpha leader of these furries. But until then, it was a fun dance of death time~!

"And three."

"AUOOOOOOOOOOOOO…!"