Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline



[El's POV: ]

'Fucking bastard.'

Did he forget his place or was he just saying it because he didn't know I had already thought about something like that? It's not like he is so dumb as to not even know something as simple as that even though I haven't trained him yet but how dare that bastard to question me, his absolute superior, not once but fucking twice?!

-Swiiiiiiiiiiiiish~boooooooooooooom!

Those poor tentacles were dead without being able to show off their most fun traits because of him, that bastard. But it was good that I was already angry in a way. It was easier to just obliterate those fucking shit-like creatures that bitched and loved especially more. 

She sent them all after us so perhaps after we are finished with this, it would be time to entire her chamber where she must be fucking with her favorite, and the most disgusting creature of all the ones in this entire dungeon. 

I will kill it first when I'm there… actually, I think I won't need to. That bitch will perhaps eat that shitty thing herself to get a power boost. She will need it since all the other creatures inside this dungeon are already dead.

It will be time for the last fight of this dungeon, and it could have gone just as anticlimactic as right now if this bastard had kept quiet until the end… but thankfully after I wiped out everything with that super large scale flame-wind-ice attribute spell which was comparable to a high-level top tier [Grade-3] AOE destructive skill.

It was a pretty-looking explosion that covered more than half of the area before us and destroyed everything there, and, I used a lot of my Mana, most of it actually, fuck, so everything was done here.

"I'm sorry. It was my mistake. My mind was clouded and my thoughts were so jumped up that I spoke out of tension and anxiety. I will give you a wish to make it up to you but, please, I was out of my mind. I'm sorry. Please… speak to me."

This bastard was hugging me from behind, something I usually do, and he was giving away a wish for free too…

That much was reason enough to forgive him, but, well, I knew I could get a little more. 

"Two wishes then-"

"Take my life as well. Here, kill me. That'd be better."

"Tsk. Do you want to get out of this with just one wish? You think I will be satisfied with just that?"

"I apologized, I'm hugging you from behind just the way you like, your hands are doing that thing and I'm not saying anything, plus the wish. What more do you want? I have nothing but this life of mine to give. Take it, be done with this useless anger. Forgive me, it was a mistake…"

The bastard was acting hard right now. Even I fell for those words for a moment there.

"Ok then gimme more. Keep your life. It's useless without mine anyway."

He really knows his business. The bastard would scam kings of hell if he wanted with those skills.

"Awwwwwww El~. So you forgive me right~? Thank you! Really! Ah, you can also have three of my days. You can use them however you want and I will accompany you and do the crazy things you want as long as they aren't crazily crazy things."

"I never said I forgive you, but, hmmm? You're giving me dates? Three at that? Wow… how generous of you, you fucking bastard."

He was giving me dates. I can use them and take him to places he would normally deny going, places like the underground dark alleys, the dragon's layers, or demonic lands for a picnic, or to do the most illogical things that no sane person would want to try.

'The Dates were different from our Wishes. Unlike the absolute command that the other has to follow regardless of their own will, the dates were milder, and, mostly included doing things on that day that one of us would feel annoyed with.'

Dates were fun when used the right way, and they were mostly a way to annoy the other so they were fun~. And this was the first time he was giving them, which meant we could now exchange the dates as well… and I'm never giving him one.

'He almost always has more wishes than me, but, he hardly ever has a date from me since I absolutely hate the things we do on these dates. They are just… ugh!'

The dates are fun, for me, and since they are fun for me, he doesn't mind experiencing shit that leaves him traumatized for days or weeks. They are fun.

"Alright. Thou is forgiven. The wish count is 46/52, and the date count is 3/0. Good~."

-Slap!

I turned around and slapped the hell out of that bastard and he was thrown three steps back.

"Don't you dare do that again? You might actually die for real."

He made a mistake that I will remember forever. And he will as well. There is no way he will forget this kind of nonsense mistake. 

"Alright then."

He had a bitter smile on his face when he looked up at me, and my happy expression. I swear this bastard has weirder fetishes than me.

But, who was I to judge someone else's famished when the things I liked included ▼▼▼▼ and ▼▼ and ▼▼▼ and ▼▼▼▼▼ ah, I can't forget ▼ as well. That's the mildest one and still a verrrrry fun thing.

It's weird, strange, and not something that should be described, but only shown or felt. It's better than talking about it. 

But, this wasn't a time to think about things like that. We were inside a dungeon, a lot of time was wasted because we argued back at the place we captured that cute catastrophe, and now, we were back on our schedule, which could have been fucked up even more if I had not destroyed the tentacle creatures and those fucked up shits left and right.

This was better, a little better, at least. I got a wish, and also three dates, so this was time well wasted. But now that this little argument was over and we were back together…

"Let's go fuck over that bitch."

"Yes…"

We didn't know what or how it would play out but, we knew things will go south when we are fighting that bitch.

Many unexpected things happened after we entered this dungeon, as well as when we were entering it, but, this was the last battle. 

There was just the horny bitch left to kill and after she was dead, we were free to fuck… or at least kiss for now.

"Huuuu…"

But this won't be easy, that much is certain. 

The opponent was a true demon, a higher ranking one than us at that. And since things were proven to be different from the game already, we couldn't consider this a game anymore. Not that it ever was, but, it wasn't even like the game that we knew.

Saying it repeatedly is frustrating even for me but, there was an enemy right behind the doors we were standing before. 

And, she was horny for for both of us. 

It is not going to be as easy as killing those fake creations of hers…

"Bastard."

But even with all the uncertainty, this bastard was now strangely calm and confident. I really want to punch him again.