So guys, quick announcement. Sorry I'll be posting one chapter today. Tomorrow, I'd be going out. Initially, I wrote two chaps today... But if I post both, since I won't be able to write tomorrow, there will be no chap left to post. So, to prevent a dry day of no update, I'll post one today, one tomorrow. Thanks for your understanding. I really and sincerely appreciate your support. I do not take it for granted.
"Damn, that was so close!"He looked back at the ocean, his eyes travelling across it to the mountain which now looked like a mound of earth from distance.The fresh memory of how he got the scorpion off his chest sent chills down his spines.The scorpion had held strongly unto his cloth with its sharp feet. At the bid to pull it off his chest, he had lost his balance on the surfboard, and into the water he'd fallen."That was really strange."He turned slowly away from the ocean. He shook his head slowly. He couldn't believe that the scorpion had melted into bubbles immediately it had contact with the ocean water."Maybe because it's magical? Maybe because the scorpion is a magical creature?"He chuckled wryly at the thought."Magical my foot. This isn't some fantasy novel."At the dismissal, he couldn't get a hold of the right thought to nurse."Whatever."He decided to dump the thought then."A flying scorpion that sounds like a cricket?"He shrugged at the disturbing realization.
Damien made sure to wake up as early as possible. For the meantime, he had dumped the thought of returning to that creepy island. He hadn't arrived at a conclusion. He wasn't sure how he was going to get rid of those weird scorpions either. He never forgot the reward promised by the system if he was able to have his way. He gulped.He had made up his mind to do one thing at a time. He refused to further juggle so many tasks together. He had convinced himself that if he was able to concentrate on one task at a time, there would be focus and efficiency.And at the moment, the task on ground, which he had waked up early to, was the clothes of Cannibals. By the end of the day, he should be done.It was a sane realization to knuckle under that if he was able to complete the civilization task, he would have more than enough skills to rid predators off the small island.He had brought out the machine needed for the task and began to weave the bast fibres which had been processed. It's been a
"Why did you call us?" Laurette was the first to speak up. Herself and Claire were standing at the front of the safehouse which was adjacent to the Castle. Ayisha whom the question had been directed to walked out of the safehouse, "Shouldn't we talk about how to find Damien?" The three obviously weren't on good terms. Claire wasn't ready to relate with any of them. Ayisha was playing her usual game. Laurette didn't find either of them hospitable. It's safe to say that only one thing brought them together. Damien! Yes! That was how much the used-to-be loser had affected the hot and classy girls. "Why should I trust the both of you. After all, we know Claire is always up to no good. I still don't understand why you are interested in finding him... or maybe I do, but I'm finding it difficult to believe." Laurette took it out on Claire. Claire scoffed. "I can say worse about you. Weren't you cussing heavily at him? Since when did you take interest in his well-being or are you being
"What are they doing here?"Drake halted, so did his subjects who were behind him. His eyes travelled to the three girls who were at the waterfall, inside the water, washing.He knew he should change his form or something but he felt like he had to think some things through."Since when did they become so neat and visit to wash so often?"He had no idea why he felt contempt for them. It was hard to tell if the contempt was aimed at only one of them or all. Probably because he could see Claire. Though he had lied to himself that he already forgave her, his inner man had other ideas.He turned to the Cannibals who were looking expectantly at him. He hadn't forgiven them yet either. Forgiveness seemed to be a costly luxury which he couldn't afford. Not at that moment."I guess we'll have to find another place...""The Cannibals!!!"He heard one of the girls call from behind him. He couldn't take the risk, he quickly activated the invisible gait."Lugal... Lugal..."He heard the Cannibals
"Forgive us, Lugal for getting on your nerves. We shall pay with our lives if you so want it."The head Cannibal swore. All the Cannibals were bowing before him, on their knees, at the foot of the baobab tree."You do too much. If you pay with your lives, where does that leave me? What does that make me?"Damien hated the thought of bossing then around. He knew what that felt like. He had been subjected to such cruelty all his life. He didn't want someone else to go through it.But then again, he wouldn't forget that he wasn't dealing with people who had the same mind as his. He was dealing with a different humanoid specie. He knew that too well, and had decided to take that into cognizance.While he tried not to be too tough on them, he would fancy the option of giving them the luxury of doubts at some specific points in time."Get on your feet."He had wasted enough time on his thoughts. The Cannibals did as they were told."Who amongst you bear the sac containing the clothes?"The
"How are we supposed to stop one of them?""That's a good question. How do we get one of them to talk?"For the first time in a long while, Laurette agreed with Claire. The girls knew that they couldn't stop for a moment else they would lose the Cannibals."Let's get to them first before getting worried. When we get to that bridge we would find a way to cross it. Isn't that a popular maxim?"Ayisha didn't for once look at the rest of the girls. She kept on hurrying up the path. Her soles were the lightest. The rest had trouble catching up with her."We are gradually approaching their village. Would we keep running behind them or call at one of them or something..."Claire was as impatient as ever."Of course we would keep following them.""And why should we do that?"Claire halted suddenly. Laurette did too. Ayisha had no choice but to respect their stances."Do you have a better idea?"Ayisha walked back to Claire, halting before her. Claire couldn't even shake her head in defense."
"What do you think those bitches are up to?"Allison broke the silence. The girls were in the living room. They had nothing precisely going on. They were all seated, looking from one person to another. Much of what they had been doing for the past few days. Quite a vocation huh?"What does it matter. Why should we care about them. Shouldn't we worry about ourselves?"Jada snapped. It was very obvious that majority of the girls didn't feel obligated to anyone. Things already changed. But some people still haven't adapted. "Watch your mouth when you talk to me."Allison glared at Jada who rolled her eyes, scoffing. "That wench."Allison gritted her teeth, almost ruining her beautiful face. "Jada has a point, we can't keep getting worried about the three when we are doing nothing precisely. That's just dumb."Mira found her words. "What do you suggest we do then, miss know-all?"That was Tendzel attacking for no reason. "We shouldn't act like we are uncouth. We are of the BMX group.
"Let's come to a decision yet."Ayisha turned to the two girls. They were all standing at the foot of the Boabab tree on which the watchtower was set."Are you sure that he isn't going to run away?"Claire took a glance at the Cannibal who was standing not far away from them."He has no choice. After what we did, he would feel a sense of a loyalty to us."Ayisha explained. She seemed really sure of her argument. Her face unbothered and eyes peaceful."Even if what we did wasn't enough, I'm sure that the attributions would tie him to us for life, till we are done using him."Ayisha had added."How can you be so sure though?"Laurette couldn't seem to be able to relate with from where Ayisha had lifted her sudden confidence aimed at the Cannibal whom they used to dread together."That's not what matters at the moment. Let's get this over with. Plus you should learn to study and observe things more than running your mouth."The eyes of the two girl widened at Ayisha's conclusion."This b
"You didn't really think I was running away from you, did you?" Damien's voice had a robotic trait to it. He was standing at the foot of the boabab tree on which the watchtower was rested. "Even if you wanted to, you don't have a chance." The man dismissed. By now, Damien thought that the Samurai would be exuding the bluish fog which he did earlier, but the man looked ordinary. "You talk too fat. You must have so much faith in yourself." Damien carried on, daring. "What's faith? Isn't that one of the terms of the Nether ones? You want someone superior to do what you can't? All you have to do is wish desperately that it happens?! Lazy lots!" The man cackled. Damien had no slightest idea what was funny to the man. He couldn't wrap his head around it. But it didn't seem to matter. Not at that moment. "Enought of the talk. I need to be sure about one last thing." Damien pushed further. "Before I would destroy you and send you to your mistress or master, I should get to know
"Der?"Amidst all the words Damien wanted to say, the was the only thing he could. "I'll be outside."The man turned and walked out of the castle. Damien remained standing there for a while. He wasn't sure what to do or think. This seemed to be beyond his expectations. But then he knew that he couldn't keep standing there. He had to do something. He had to leave the castle. The disturbing thoughts and feelings which he had been having lately finally came out in full form. He could feel in all sense of definity that a great change was about to occur. A great change that might alter his life. That was the new feeling which had just dominated his sense of being. He took a last gaze at the Elites. They were all shivering. Not one of them could keep up the old act. He should feel pity for them, but he had himself to worry about. "Whatever happens, do not come outside."He warned Matthew sternly, then walked out of the castle. As soon as he walked out, a door grew out of nowhere and re
Damien knew he couldn't keep standing there. The cannibals had been far gone ahead of him. Matthew was still standing beside him. Asking him every now and then,"What happened?"Himself couldn't answer the question to himself let alone help clear the doubts of someone else. He wanted to get the root of what had just happened but he was clueless. When he had created the portal, he had wanted to step into it and get to the cannibal village before the cannibals. So he could go make the necessary preparations and proceed with the plans in the stock. But stepping into the portal, he had been pushed out of it by a strange force!The truth was that, he wasn't hurled into the air, or crash against the trunk of any tree at the push. But he was pushed!WHAT PUSHED ME? WHY CAN'T I USE THE PORTAL?Those were his arguments and questions. Yet he couldn't find an answer to either of them. It got on his nerves to think that he couldn't tell what was happening. The system should give him an explana
"He is so full of himself!"One of the girls started. "What did you think he would do in the first place? He would come and beg you come to with him?"Another had carried on. There was a brief silence which travelled through the open space. The eight girls were sunbathing by the shore of a sea at a VIP beach in Vegas. It was an exclusive site to them. Claire was there with them. The only person who wasn't there was... you guessed right. Yea, Jada. "At least, he would have saved face. But now what? How is he going to do it?"Another girl had argued. "Let's assume that he came to beg or apologise, which will never happen. Would you have gone with him? Would anyone of you had gone with him?"That was Mira creating a stray stance. She was the first to come with something quite reasonable and controversial. "I mean, I would have. But it would be based on a condition. I mean, we all know how dangerous the elites are."Laurette had argued further. "Me too. I would have."Majority of th
"I'm sure that you have an explanation for what happened out there."The young man was the first to attack. The fifty men had arrived in the mansion which Damien had created out of nothingness. The lot should be stunned by how such a magnificent building got to be situated in such a remote place. Yet, the hate in their hearts which was fueled by the incident which happened several minutes ago, wouldn't let them see the obvious. Damien was standing in a position that was justifiable to the lot. He didn't hold a precise person in his gaze. He didn't care about so many things. His mind was quite busy, thinking about how to carry on the quest. "Take as much time as you want, but tell us what the hell happened out there."He had expected the elderly man to take the reins of the young man, since they appear to work together. But he was quite surprised to see a strange man who had never spoken before. It was this strange man that had spoken after the young man. In short, he never thought
"What do we do?""Do something lad!!!""This is on you.""Why did you bring us to an island that has never been surveyed?""Will you take responsibility if any of us get harmed?"The men took their turns lashing out at Damien. The men had found a new reason to stick together, awaiting Damien's judgment. SEEMS LIKE Y'ALL STILL HAVE MOUTHS TO TALK. He looked at the lions. They were about to charge at him. Then he stepped out of the way all of a sudden. "What is the matter?""What is happening?""Won't you do something?""Are you ---"The men wers still struggling to sort their words when the lions charged at the cluster of fifty men. The three lions chased the men around the woods, the men falling to stand up over and over again. Some would roll to one side and the other side. In a short period of time, some already had dirty clothes, smeared faces and wild hair. While some panted, some tried to hide. But it was rather strange that the lions were only chasing them. And just few of
"How can this be? Is this even real?"The young man, who was seated beside the elderly man with a subtle beard, argued. He was one of the majority who didn't believe their eyes. It was as though ghosts had risen from the dead. That was the expression the lot were giving. "This lad..."The elderly man muttered. He didn't have desperation splattered across his face like the rest of the group. He was giving the vibe that he already knew that something like this would happen. Or perhaps, he was as alarmed as the rest, but was quite skilled in hiding it. "Oh my world, this is magic!!!"The man in white caftan had jumped on his feet. Everyone looked to him at once. It was as though everyone was looking for someone to give them a safe explanation of what was happening; what was right there before them, staring them right in the eyes. "Look at how elegantly these fairies look. Garcious goodness. Can I touch them? Can I feel their tits?"The man was walking closer to the girls as he spoke.
"Not to sound rude, Boss. But how do you plan to go about this?"Matthew was standing behind him. Damien was getting a blowjob from one of the many random girls who had been hired to display for the fifty ultra rich men. These girls were to dance and do the worth of their money. But not have sexual transactions with their clients. But as usual, there was always an exception for the initiator of any movement or idea. And that was why, he, Damien was getting a special treatment. His eyes went wild as the juice race through the cock. Even if he wanted to answer Matthew's question, he didn't think he had a choice. At least not at that moment. "Oh fuck..."He grunted as the sperms spruted and filled the face of the girl who looked very happy and eager to lick and have a taste of his thick cum. He felt a great peace after the cum. He was breathing heavily. He would need about few seconds before he would be back to his old self. But even after he had cum, his big and thick dick was stil
"How long more would it take?"Jada called at the top of her voice. No response came. She was looking in a particular direction, her sight was not aided because of the cut made by a wall. "Do you want me to die of hunger? Don't you have any respect for the baby?"She increased the tempo of her voice. She was yelling as though the person she was addressing was few blocks away, and not in the same apartment that she was in. "You would shit the baby out if you keep going at this rate."Elisa warned, walking out of the area that separated the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray in both hands. On the tray was a course of meal. She walked past Jada and headed towards the dining hall. Jada obviously wanted to say something to her but held back. When Elisa dropped the tray on the dining table, she turned to Jada. "You don't actually think I would come and carry you, do you?"She scolded. Jada rolled her eyes from distance. "You are never caring. I wonder how you would treat --"