3-Headed hounds, giant eagles with the body of a lion, a literal half-human half-reptile with small snakes as hair. There were also sorts of monsters that existed in the Underworld, completely different from each other and varying in strengths.
And yet, there was one thing that was consistent amongst all of them-none of them could talk. Even those that have human heads and faces are not capable of speaking to men. Many Explorers have already tried, some have even captured monsters to experiment on them when the technology needed for such procedures became available, and yet to no avail. And yet right now, in front of Kyle, with its mouth dripping with blood-a monster spoke. "Did.. you just speak?" Kyle slightly flinched, standing up from the frosty ground as he looked the spider lady in the eyes. "Gruhh..khee?" "..Oh." But as the monster opened its mouth again, the only thing that escaped its lips was a mumbling screech. It opened its mouth again, but no words that Kyle could understand reached his ears. Was it possible that he was just hallucinating? Although he was calm, he is still facing death, after all. Perhaps something inside his brain started to fry-or perhaps it has always been, and that is the reason why everyone around him either dies or leaves him. "..." And once again, Kyle's breaths became hesitant as images of his pathetic life flashed before his eyes. The monster did not care about his wallowing, however, as it curiously tilted its head to the side. It then started looking back and forth between Kyle and the mangled corpse of Lex in her hand. And with a chitter once again escaping its lips, it just carelessly threw Lex and rushed toward Kyle. "!!!" How was it even able to move that fast in front of him? Kyle wasn't even able to react-no. He wasn't even able to see the spider lady approach. Her human parts may be just slightly larger than that of an average human, but her spider bits could be compared to that of a small car. "..." Kyle could really only very slowiy look up, and he couldn't even see its face; it was blocked by her abs, as well as her large round, plump, bouncing breasts. Kyle was now officially 18 years old, and it was just 18 years of nothing. But what he could say, however, was that this was not the first time he was seeing a naked pair of breasts-he was 12 then, and it was not really a memory he wanted to open up. And now that death was literally right in front of him, Kyle slightly started to feel a little nervous. He turned to look at Lex's corpse; his stomach open, and his flesh completely dry. Kyle is used to pain, but he has never tried being eaten before. But still, Kyle took in a deep breath as he once again tried to calm himself down.. but before he could even exhale, his vision suddenly started to shift. He couldn't even see it move, but he was now dangling in the air right in front of the spider lady's face; his neck, imprisoned by her surprisingly smooth hand. And now, as he stared at its face that truly resembled that of a woman; long jet-black hair, sharp and thin eyebrows, pink lips, and a small nose all painted on pale flawless skin-Kyle finally remembered the monster's name from oneof his classes. Arachne Half spider, half woman The very first one of them was said to be cursed by the gods, making Kyle question who the true monsters were-a blasphemous thought. There was also one thing he remembered about them; they move in a cluster.. So why was this one alone? "Kh..." And before Kyle could overthink again, the grip around his neck tightened. It was no wonder that Lex was eaten, she was just physically stronger than him. Whenever Rex bullied and strangled Kyle, he could still at least move his head. But with the arachne, it felt like his neck would snap with just a tiny bit of wind-this is good, of course-it means a quick death. Kyle's eyes started to twitch as the arachne pulled him closer to her. She then very slowly lifted up her other hand, belore suddenly pricking his check with her sharp nails A small smile then started to crawl on the arachne's face as it looked at the blood dripping from Kyle's cheek; her otherworldly beauty, no more as Kyle saw her teeth that looked like several saws stacked on top of each other. "Shit!" Kyle breathed out. His body wanted to look away, but he forced his eyes to watch-he didn't want to miss his death. And so, very slowly, the arachne leaned her head closer to Kyle's face. Kyle immediately gritted his teeth as he readied himself for the pain of his face getting torn off... but it never came. Instead, he felt something warm touching his cheek, And as he didn't look away, he knew exactly what that feeling was-the arachne's tongue. "..Uh?" And while Kyle was still slightly confused, the arachne continued to slither across his skin; damp and soft. The sound of her hungrily slurping the blood running down his cheek sang to his ears like a whisper. The arachne then pulled her head away; her tongue was still stuck out, a mixture of her saliva and Kyle's blood. bridging the two of them as drips of the combined juices trailed down her chin. And then, very slowty. the arachne's eyes trailed down below Kyle's waist; her tongue, licking her lips as a smile once again crawled on her face. "..." Kyle also turned his head to where the arachne was looking, only to see the thing between his legs, violently thriving, almost hitting the arachne's stomach from how alive it was. Perhaps out of everything that has happened in the Underworld, this was the most unexpected one. "Well." And then, once again, Kyle heard a word escaping the arachne's plump pink lips, causing him to quickly look at her. "..I wonder how that would taste." "!!!" And before Kyle could even contemplate how disturbing the situation was, a surge of pain suddenly enveloped his entire body-a pain he has never felt before. His bones felt like they were being ground, while every inch of his flesh burnt. Venom? Poison? Perhaps rabies from the arachne's saliva? A million thoughts once again entered Kyle's mind as the excruciating pain tried to tear away any sanity he had left. And very soon, tears of blood started to trail from his eyes. His dark irises, slowly losing their intensity as they started to pale, turning into a dull, silver color. His now silver eyes started to tremble as they reflected all sorts of strange images and foreign information that were entering his brain. And finally, in the midst of this painful journey, Kyle recognized the pattern of what was happening to him. He wasnt poisoned, he wasn't rabid. What he was experiencing now is... An Awakening. The blood of a god hiding within his veins was finally waking up.Awakening. The process when the blood of the gods that lay dormant in a human's veins starts to wake up, hence the name. People could usually trace what part of society one belongs to by checking their history and bloodline, but it is truly only when one awakens that people could truly judge one's potential. Awakening commonly happens right in the middle of puberty, with the average age being 12, It could be early or late for a year or two, but it happens for everyone; even for Lowborns. But for Kyle, nothing ever really woke up-a testament to how diluted his blood was, is what the doctors said to him. But now, as he turned 18, Kyle could feel every strand of muscles in his body throb as the blood of the gods in his veins started to burst forth. The blood of the gods is powerful. Once it wakes up, it restarts your entire existence; it alters your instincts. Their blood literally injects power into your brain, giving it knowledge it never had before. Special talents, abilit
"Back is itchy. My back is itchy." The ability to know someone's desires. Kyle wasn't a fool, he knows that in the hands of a more intelligent person, this kind of ability would be one of the most overpowered skills to have. But why, why would the heavens give someone who lived a life of solitude like Kyle this kind of ability? "Ha.." But then again, no matter how intelligent one is; a plan usually shatters in the face of overwhelming strength-and that is exactly what the arachne means for Kyle right now. He wanted to try and see what would happen if he filled up the five hearts and turned them all red. He got Iucky earlier when the arachne's neck was itching because he was lifted in the air. But now, her back is itching. Her legs were still tapping from Kyle's.. magic touch, and as she was even backing away, it gave Kyle, ample time and space to think everything through. Should he just run away? No, that was absolutely not an option. So, what was Kyle even supposed to
The same words repeated in Kyle's mind as he watched the arachne very gently fondle her own bosom. The edges of her fingers, being filled up due to how soft and arge they seemingly were. Does.. he really have no other options here Kyle thought. "Hm.." The arachne seemed to have noticed him hesitating; her head, slightly tilting to the side as the smile on her face turnd into light bewilderment. But then, very slowly, the smile once again appeared on her face. She lifted one of her soft bosoms closer to her face, before leaning her head down and sticking out her tongue. She then turned to look Kyle hys straight in the eyes... before touching the tip of her tongue on her own teat. "!!!" And like a throb that echoed throughout his entire body. Kyle felt a sort of warmth rushing through his veins-like a surge of power that made him feel like he could survive anything the world throws at him. Unfortunately for him, that surge of power all settled at the already raging rod between
"Are these your clothes?" "Yes... Thank you." "Why were you naked?" What was Kyle even supposed to reply to that? That he took off his clothes because it was liberating that his life was about to end? Or that he was deliberately trying to kill himself? Which one would be the more sane response? "It's.." And when Kyle finally opened his mouth, the rescuer who handed him his clothes back was already gone. Kyle was already back on the Surface; right outside the dorm and being assessed for any injuries. While everyone around him was running around. he was just asked to sit on the side and wait for instructions. They gave him a pair of pants and a jacket, but they were too small so he wasn't even able to zip the jacket up. Fortunately for Kyle, they were at least able to give him a warm, damp towel to cover his head, which was throbbing like crazy earlier from the gravity shift upon returning to the Surface. Now that he was looking at the Portal he fell into, he realized how
"Show me your face. Show me your beautiful face." "..." The woman's desires were loud, louder than Arachnea's. Is it because she's human? Did she sce Kyle's face when they rescued him? But he even covered his face before the thing between his legs when they arrived. Truly, a Hunter's eyes were fast... ...and perhaps he can use the woman beside him to confirm that? Kyle then turned to look at the five gray hearts above the woman's head again. A sort of idea has already formed in Kyle's head of what happens when he turns all the target's hearts red. Kyle then took in a small breath, turning to see if there were people looking at them. But as soon as he realized that everyone was busy with the Portal, he looked the woman in the eyes, before subtly pushing the towel on his head backwards. "Oh.." And without even a second later, a loud gulp whispered into Kyle's ears. One of the hearts flickered, but it did not turn red. "Have.. l already thanked you for getting me out,
"Open your mouth wider, Kyle." "..." "That... that's good. Hmn... hmn.. Okay, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with your mouth." Katarina's curious hums whispered through her clinic; the sound of her gloves, slapping in the air as she took them off after checking the color of Kyle's tongue. Kyle was currently scated topless on a stool; his body, being professionally checked by Katarina. Some changes, however, are less noticeable than others; some are even unnoticeable. Once the biood of a god that had remained dormant inside one's body awakens, there would usually be a slight change in one's body-increased muscle mass, a change of color, bone density, etc. "Do you see anything differently now? What did you say you were feeling again?" "Besides your eyes, I don't see anything different." Katarina then carefully placed the gloves that were wet with Kyle's saliva on the clean steel plate on the table beside her, "Nausea." Kyle sighed, "It feels like my body is bei
"Kyle , what... is this sticky stuff?" Both Kyle and Katherine could really only stare at each other as some sort of white, sticky fluid now bridged his finger and Katherine's face. Kyle's silver eyes, completely blank as several thoughts entered his mind. Katherine also couldn't move, the only thing she could do was just hold Kyle's thick arm. "Wh-Heh?" And right when she finally decided to move, her face was once again showered by the white sticky fluid coming out of Kyle's fingers. If she wasn't wearing a pair of glasses, then her eyes would have surely been also covered by the sticky fluid. "Perhaps... you should let go of my arm, Dr. Halsey?" Kyle's thoughts finally stopped as he looked at his hand. "That's.. probably a good idea," a small awkward chuckle escaped Katherine's lips; her words muffled as she didn't really want the sticky white fluid to enter her mouth. But as she let go of Kyle's arm and started pulling away, a small wince whispered in the air. "A..ow...
"Can you wait here for a while?" "...Okay" Without allowing him to rest, the people from the PIU, Portal Investigations Unit, brought and escorted Kyle to the city's local precinct; making him wait in front of a door that no one truly ever wanted to see in their lives. They did not even allow him to wear his hoodie, making him feel slightly vulnerable from all the surveillance cameras littered around the building. The local police didn't seem to heed him any mind, however, as they were also busy dealing with the aftermath of the Portals inside their city-something that never should have happened in the first place. Throughout the thousand years since humans have battled the monsters from the Underworld, they have learned to prevent and block them from coming up to the Surface by using a special resource from the Underworld itself, and some human engineering. This resource is limited, however. And the places that have bcen covered with this material in the past, in time, b