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Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 042: A visit from the enemy
The Lock keeper snapped his fingers, a tear appeared with no beginning or end. Nothing was behind it either. He nudge his chin towards it, a silent order for Corey to go through the rip. Skeptical, but not wanting to die, Corey walked towards the abomination and passed through. He ended up in the middle of a dining room. A long table wad set, with only two chairs facing apart from each other. One with his name on it. "Sit, Corey. You're my guest."Corey's heart sparked up. He was in the Lock keeper's mansion. There were no windows or doors so he wouldn't be able to remember something familiar about the place. And that was if the Lock keeper didn't kill him. His only question was why NewAge hadn't warned him about the imposing danger. He tried to call for the system but it nothing happened.'NewAge?' Corey called internally, making his way to the seat that was kept for him. The chair drew back, and Corey slid in. He waited, for anything. Being alone was messing with his mind. He wa
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 043: New plan, new attitude
"Rise and shine ladies. Clean up and get dressed, we're on route to the Centrons home land.""WHAT?!' Verosika sprung up, her hair messed and eyes widening like a mad woman. "No no no no no." She tossed the blanket, and practically tripped her way over to Corey. "What's the problem?"Verosika gripped the waistband of his pants. "The Centrons are mad smart. We'll never get a fruit past them." Her fingers drifted off to his belt, Corey wore jeans for once in contrast to his usual sweatpants. He brushed her hands away, and crouched. "I'll give you a taste of me if you promise to trust me and leave the questions in the dust bin."Verosika's face went from wild to composed on the seconds after Corey uttered those words. "Well, when you're speaking my language. How I can refuse." She beamed. "I need to wear something for this." She faded into a shadowy figure and slithered away from Corey. He noticed the other women were frowning at him. All but Yumiko, who had no clue what Centrons wer
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 044: A crazy idea
"What is the nebula sector?" Pamela found a seat, and nestled her body into it. They were taking a small boat to the Centrons. Corey hadn't dropped any information on the sector to her. And Verosika wasn't interested in talking about those snobby rich pieces of technology, her very own words. Eleanora was the same. All she could tell Pamela was that the Centrons were considered the biggest dicks to every specie simply because they don't have any crisis or problems, and because they're smarter than everyone else. To avoid accidentally being tricked by them, people tend to avoid them. The mage's plan was to keep her mouth shut during their entire time there. And Verosika was planning to do the same. She didn't want to associate herself with them. If it weren't for Corey, she would have stayed back in the submarine. "The nebula sector, is home to three different species." Corey turned to face the women, Yumiko was fast asleep by his foot. She slept more times than any of the women c
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 045: Tripping into Borba
Corey tossed the bag over his shoulders. He waved his hands at the women, taking a huff of the mist clouding the air before pulling his mask over his face and jumping off the boat. NewAge gave him instructions to get to a cave that would lead him past the orcs main guards. Corey needed to find an orc that he could pay to help him. He snickered a laugh in his head. Paying one would have been a nicer idea than manipulating an orc into thinking the Centrons were about to do something horrible. That could stir up war. It could destroy two very good societies, that might have been living next to each other in blissful Harmon. Did he care about yany of that? Absolutely not. He wanted one thing, and that was the fruit from the dryad. He had thought about initially asking an orc to do it for him. Why create a beef between two people when you can just get one person to do the job? The answer to that was simple. Orc aren't precise. If they are able to survive all of the dryad's torrid attack
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 046: Tamed (Mature)
Things wasn't supposed to go this way. Corey wanted to scream his frustration out, but he didn't feel frustrated at all. Borba had him pinned against the wall, she growled out her cry of war. Corey knew it went deeper than that. It was a mating cry. He had fallen into a mating ceremony for orcs, and now their champion general wanted a piece of him.If he knew orcs right, then he understood the process of them finding a mate through fighting. The men would have to fight for the women they wanted. And vice versa. The person you pin and defeat becomes your mate. While cheers rang through his ear drums, Corey knew to get Borba to help him, he would need to submit. She'd been beating the fuck out of the men that tried to get to her. If she chose him, then something in her wanted to mate with him. Borba was a warrior. A fighter. An barbaric orc that the men of her clan feared. They couldn't stand up to her. She wanted a man that could challenge her. Yet this slim demon made her blood boil
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 047: (Mature) continued
Corey didn't get the chance to process what the warning meant when he heard the sound of gulping, and his still erect cock popped audibly from Borba's mouth. The orc stared him, the taste melting on her tongue. Borba shook her head, feeling her desire turn into something much more dangerous to her mind. And body. Her wetness grew more. Corey tasted in a way she couldn't describe, but it left a funny feeling in her stomach that made her want to pounce on him and not let go until she was satisfied. Borba drew her gaze downwards, she had the taste she had been craving and it left her without satisfaction.As her eyes lingered on Corey's hard purple shaft, she realized that the initial hunger of her heat was nothing compared to the burning need she had for her mate. Corey struggled for breath, once he was sure his eyes wouldn't cross in two different directions, he parted them.His sexual charisma came with its own Viagra. Like Corey had initially mentioned, he can last for as long as
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 048: A plan well executed
"One thing I've learnt, is that plans tend to change as things progress. Some unexpected elements come into play." Corey explained to Borba. His original plan had been to find an orc- man or woman- trick and manipulate a Centron, though in a way he did that already. All in all, his plans were constantly changing. Which made him think the better way to survive would be to make plans on the spot. That would challenge his brain to think and consider all elements. "The plan is simple. The Centron said I should call her name, and she would appear. That's if I ran into an orc.""So your plan is to call her name, and I'll attack her?" Borba tossed her hammer. They walked out of the tunnel Corey came in through. Borba had called for her men to board it up. They had dug it once, and everyone forgot about it. If Corey hadn't fallen through it, Borba might have forgotten it existed."Yep, that is pretty much the plan. If you can get her down, for even just a few minutes, I can hack into her m
Surviving the Lock Keeper's Game 049: Introductions
By the time the boat arrived, Corey had three of the fruit. He was standing in the middle of Misha and Borba. Misha couldn't phantom why she agreed to leave her home turf with a man she just met, and Borba had bid her brother goodbye.The same brother who threatened to cut a hole in Corey's throat if he ever hurt his sister. The orc then realized he was worrying for the wrong reason, and instead gave Corey advice on how to hide if he ever angered Borba. Corey liked the king. He was sharper than he looked. And he adored Borba's strength. She would only be with them for twelve months before she had to return. Unless, as the king had told, Corey married her. With no official marriage, and nothing but a mating mark, then he couldn't release his greatest warrior. Pamela, Eleanora, Verosika, and Yumiko, were ecstatic when they saw the shadow silhouette of Corey. Pamela flashed a light as the boat drew nearer, to be sure they weren't heading towards the wrong person. She frowned, seeing a
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191: It can't end like this
Corey woke the next morning to the loud banging of something metallic. He could almost feel the danger before it arrived. He could sense the trap before he woke up, and NewAge provided him with no warning. That was the worst of it all. His stomach clenched, buckled with the tight feeling of despair slipping through the cracks of his chest. Something was here. An enemy that had put his system on hold. How was that possible? Corey shoved himself out of bed. Rushing towards the door of the bedroom, his fingers barely grazed the doorknob before it flew open. Scratching his nose as he ducked out of the way. Corey blinked, staring heavily at the figure that stood before him. Just yesterday, he'd been playing videogames. How did things roll from zero to one hundred? A dark figure pushed out from the door way. "We haven't been acquainted, Mr Feldman. But you're about to find out this is just the first phase of my plan."Corey wasn't given a chance to speak as the grimy voice of the man. T
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Author's note
Dear readers,I would just like to say thank you to thank everyone who has read this story so far. It's my first time writing a male leading story, and I'm not sure I did it right but I hope to get it perfectly some day. But this note isn't to tell you thank you, I also wanted to inform you that starting next month I will be taking a full month's hiatus from this story. It's not going the way I planned, reader wise. And I'd like a break from it to get my head cleared and gather some new ideas. I'll publish some chapters for the rest of the month. But after that, I'll be off on a break to return by June. Thank you for reading this note. And have a good day..
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190: Impressed by the best gamer
Taking a break was not something Corey wanted to do but he had no clue if taking another quest would benefit him at the moment. Likely because he was feeling the urge to be lazy. But where was the fun in that. Corey tapped his friend Toby while he slept. He seemed stressed, and on his screen was a failed level to a part of Clash of Thunder that Corey assumed they must have added in after he died. And apparently Toby was having issues with finishing it. Corey pulled out his chair from under the desk, plopped down on it. He pulled the headphones over his ears, and clicked on the replay on the screen. He wasn't adjusted to the set that Toby used for his gaming. But a quick two minute scan, and Corey knew where to keep his hands without having to remove his eyes from the screen ever. He sat feeling the old school joy he would normally get whenever he got home from school and settled behind his desk to play his favorite games. Or just to stream. Sometimes, he didn't even stream, he just
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189: They're on hiatus?
The new additions to the group were still on Corey's mind as he navigated through the lobby of a deserted and destroyed space ship. Dressed in a black suit to keep his oxygen from running out. His objective was to fix the ship, keep the oxygen and find out who the imposters were. There were a total of three that Corey had to search for. So he asked the women to all join in. Toby even agreed, he wanted a way to test out his alien form. No doubt so he could attack Corey, and the teen more than welcomed it. He was easy to intrigue sometimes. And for the rare occasion, rare but consistent, what should have intrigued Corey instead bored him.He took slow strides through the lobbies with Alisha by his side. She really had no complaints to joining his harem and Corey was slowly getting to know her personality. Almost like he was still getting to know Clio. Alisha was a natural hunter, she had skills that Corey didn't posses. Sure, he was a jack of all trades. But watching how she skillfully
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188: CONGRATULATIONS 🎉
The next day, Corey was apologizing to Toby. "How was i supposed to know he won trick you into marrying him? It was supposed to be a harmless joke." Toby glared at Corey. He'd gone from trying to think of a way to get himself a girlfriend to married to an orc dude that threatened to kill him if he ever left him. And he could tell Corey was secretly laughing at his predicament. No matter how many times he tried to act sympathic and sorry. It was clear to Toby that his friend was having a good laugh out of this. "If you're truly sorry, you'd use your powers to get me out of this.""Yeah, but the king would be so sad." Toby tossed his pillow at Corey. The teen didn't bother blocking it. He fell on his back then began cackling. "I'm sorry if I don't want to be married to an-"The door to his room opened, and Borba walked in. Her eyebrow raised. "You're not thinking of ditching my brother. You're his mate. Acceptance is your only choice. I chose Corey, and he didn't complain. We orcs ar
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187: Near death celebration
The missile was fast and Corey found that he could still laugh with his broken sense of humor in such a situation. Misha turned to him, incredilous expression on her face. Then she loosened up and laughed. As if on cue, Corey got a message from Borba. He teleported her to their position. She whipped around to see the missile before she could even greet Corey and tell him her brother was inviting him to enjoy an orc festival. She heard the coy laughter coming from Corey and Misha. Borba flung her mace at the missile. The wind blew against her skin as the weapon struck the tip of the sharp war missile. Making it explode. Her weapon flew back, and she caught it. Laughing curiously at the pretty site. She turned around and Corey looked in awe. From the background, it looked like a scene from an action movie. With the explosion in the sky, pieces of metal flying about. And Borba walking towards him. The wind in her hair, a smirk on her face. Corey wanted to snap a picture but all he did
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186: The types of bots
They'd found a place for Corey to fix Misha's button. And while he worked on it, getting another chance to look at her insides- no sexual innuendos there- he watched the city and spotted many types of bots. Corey was intrigued, and he was never one to really hide his fascination from himself. If he wanted to study something he would admit that much to himself. So as he settled carefully on the blanket, and Misha was stuck in a limbo like state unable to fully shake out of it and wake up until Corey was done, he asked NewAge to explain each of the bots and their purposes. He was already acquainted with the killer bots. NewAge: THERE ARE MANY TYPES OF SENTIENT BOTS THAT ARE CREATED ALMOST EVERYDAY. BUT ONLY TEN STAND OUT TO THE WORLD. WE'LL GO FROM AN UNEVEN LIST. 1: THE MEDIC BOTS; THESE BOTS COME WITH NO RANK OR LEVEL AND THEY ARE USUALLY THE EASIEST TO KILL AS THEY HOLD NO FIGHTING SKILLS. THE CREATORS DELETED THAT FROM THEIR SYSTEMS THE SAME WAY THEY DELETED EMOTIONS FROM THE KILL
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185: The warehouse
After reading the clue Corey went about his day, keeping it in mind that he would think about what to do with the aforementioned clue once he was done ne thinking about the lock keeper. Because the man kept him intrigued and on his toes. He wanted to know more. But Corey knew he would never find anything about the lock keeper without some help. Which was disappointing. It was still strange referring to an unknown force as the lock keeper, instead of the man he'd once known to be that. Erogo was just Erogo. Self centered and easily blinded by words. Corey went to bed almost too easily. Sometimes his mind and body surprised him. After what he'd seen, the question of how he could still sleep well was insane. Corey turned around in the bed, thinking about what his day would entail. But that changed when Misha broke into his room the moment he was done getting dressed for the day. She looked distressed. "Corey, I got another message. I think I need to go to that warehouse. Convince
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184: Check his mind
Corey sat his father down in Greta's den where the dragon was peacefully taking a nice nap. She had woken up briefly to sniff Corey's hand, and give his full body a lick with her long rough tongue. Corey had dried himself off the saliva and proceeded to walk circles around his father. He was watching the man as he tensed in the chair. Between the mighty dragon and a powerful kid that he knew was about to do something horrible to him. So he hissed, "Do you worst. I'll never talk."Corey laughed at the irony hidden in those words. "But I haven't even said anything, you're the one talking." His father tensed even more, and Corey was having too much fun making a fool out of the man. But how he could he not have fun? Corey knelt by his father's feet, and his eyes started to glow in a way that was nearly blinding. His father blinked severally and tried to process what he was seeing. Then his eyes rolled, in the most painful way possible. He wasn't given the opportunity to scream. Corey w
