The police inspector's expression shifted to one of profound shock. It caused the other police officers to regard me with suspicion, as if they were conducting a criminal investigation.The Iron Man they had deemed a hero turned out to be a scammer. There was a saying: "A hungry man is an angry man." It's better not to toy with their emotions; if they become angry later, I'll need to kill them.Really bothersome."I want you to join the Eden Guild," I proposed, my voice steady and resolute. "In return, you'll be appointed as the leader of the survivors. I'll support you with weapons and provisions for the survivors for a month, but after that, you must toil relentlessly to conquer this city and achieve self-sufficiency. Can you do it?"He gazed at me intently, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "And what of assistance from the outside?""The government? The military? All of them are the same, just like all of you, waiting for help that never arrives." I shook my head, a wry smile t
Ava sat transfixed, her gaze locked on the Alex’s dick before her, her desire burning intensely within. She had explored the depths of sensuality through her research on porn movie, understanding the intimate dance of passion and how the dick might play its part. Overcome by her yearning, her fingers wandered, exploring the warmth of her female part, while her eyes flickered between the dick and Alex's face.The ambient sounds of the room melded into a symphony of desire: Eva's soft moans, a testament to the vivid dreams that held her in their embrace, and Alex's voice, a steady undercurrent in the charged atmosphere. Ava's touch became more insistent, she also let out her moans, her movements fueled by an unbridled longing and the desire to get affection.In her slumber, Eva was lost in a dream, a realm of unspoken pleasures and yearning, her sighs painting a picture of blissful release. This only served to fan the flames of Ava's desire, pushing her towards an act of daring boldness
With my overthinking habit, it felt as though four voices were clamoring within my mind simultaneously, each one vociferously protesting against the path I was considering. They bombarded me with an arsenal of logic and dire predictions for the future should I choose to walk that lovely path to heaven with Ava.However, when I looked at Ava's captivating face, her naked beauty with pink, perky breasts and a toned waist from daily military training radiating like a beacon of temptation, and her eyes—a maelstrom of desire and pleading—locked with mine, all semblance of reason dissipated into the ether. Her sexy lips and gentle touch, warm against my dick, spoke volumes more than any argument ever could."Fuck it," I muttered under my breath, my resolve crumbling like a million old ancient ruins.In that moment, I threw all my logic and my mind out the window straight to hell. I am going to heaven while chanting a holy mantra 'Just do it. Just do it. Just do it.'‘I will lead a different
In this bleak world, devoid of hope and normalcy, I sometimes came across individuals desperately holding onto remnants of their past. They longed to preserve a sense of significance, a piece of their former selves, from the once-beautiful world.The ex-senator, he still donned the impeccable office suit. Stripped of that attire, he was merely another frail and famished individual, devoid of substance. Glancing around, I noticed his followers: feeble, famished, and fuming with anger at this new world.‘When you are angry at fate, what will you gain?’ I sighed heavily.I could confront this man, urging him to shed his pride and accept the new reality, but such a confrontation might only incite further dissent. And I don’t have time for it."I'm sorry, but I am not the superhero you think I am. I'm just a man, a fake Iron Man," I gently corrected him.His reply, however, dripped with desperation and a plea for fairness. "Even if you're not a hero, as a fellow human with food, you should
Riding a tiger, one finds oneself trapped in a precarious situation, where dismounting threatens as much danger as continuing the perilous journey. In a similar vein, I found myself masquerading as a holy figure, wearing an Iron Man costume, gazing upon my naive followers with a mix of disbelief and pity for their stupidity.They even pled with tears and snot for help. People in desperation are people who would dare to do anything."Please help us, oh holy one!"It wasn't within my power to simply reveal the deception with a dramatic exclamation of ‘Surprise, you've been fooled!’‘It was bad to be a bad guy, right?’I could only continue to be a holy man, "The food I prepared for you, for whoever ate it had to follow my command! For all people with a symbol on their hand. You were the chosen one! Come, let me tell you a secret that God had given to you! Become a hero in this apocalypse time!"Thus, I became an apostle in the survivors' camp and some other camps because it was fun to f
The Church leader's voice thundered with a fierce authority, “Be gone, you devil.” His angry face, his splashing saliva, and his arrogance like he's the best in the world really made one want to smack him.“Are you stupid?” I retorted, addressing the head of the church with a hint of amusement in my tone. “Do you truly believe that by merely saying 'be gone,' I will disappear? You senile old man!”Hovering above the ground, I tapped into my telekinetic abilities—a gift I had acquired from a survivor camp. With a flourish, I summoned a full-sized rhino like beast, akin to a cow in stature. With a chef knife from the universe shop, I skillfully removed its hide, leaving only the succulent meat. My chef's skills came to the fore as I ignited a fire with a flick of my wrist, the flames caressing the meat, releasing a mouth-watering aroma that permeated the air.The sizzling sound of the fat rendering in the fire melded with the fragrance of the roasted meat, creating a symphony that fille
Surveying the scene, I noticed the absence of some of Ava and Eva's belongings. It wasn't a case of kidnapping. I started to launch my overthinking ability, began piecing together the events from the subtle clues they had left behind.Firstly, a man materialized in the heart of the penthouse, his presence marked by a lone footprint that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Then, Ava and Eva, by their footprints, emerged from their respective spots—one from the bed and the other from the kitchen table—and moved towards the man. It seemed they recognized him, likely their father, given how quickly they rushed to him. It could be observed from the footprint size, width, and the part that hit the floor whether they were walking slowly, leaving complete footprints, or running with only part of their footprints visible. The different distance between each footprint told how they moved.For a moment, they stood together or hugging, a reunion of sorts, because their footprints got messy on one s
I glanced at them, five ignorant men engrossed in their card game, oblivious to their belongings, causing me to have to wait for them, which hurt my feelings. It was not okay to treat people like this. Did I need to toss all their belongings? Sure, they would likely be angry, but just so I could happily hit them one by one and force them to kneel before me?Making them kiss this king foot would have been satisfying too. Transforming them into my personal errand runners, fetching anything I desired from the cafeteria to the city, seemed appealing.Yet, I realized that standing out like a nail invited the hammer's blow, and being too outstanding would only lead to more problems. I had more important tasks at hand than wasting time playing schoolyard games with these people.Interrupted from my reverie, a voice called out, jarring me from my thoughts. “Hey, I am talking to you,” one of the boys demanded, his tone laced with impatience, accusing me of ignorance. “Are you stupid?”I met hi