Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds, Book 1

[88] Finally Returning Home

Chapter 88: Finally Returning Home

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[Third Person Point of View]

'...I nearly forgot how much I love feeling helpless.' Ranefer moaned as she woke up from a deep sleep, her dreams replaying everything that had happened last night.

A white blanket barely covered her curvy, naked body under the gentle sunlight as she slowly sat up. Unknowingly smiling, she rubbed her eyes.

"He's not here?" she muttered softly, feeling her smile widen. "Heh, that little boy. Did he run away, fearing I'd kill him once I regained my senses and reason?"

Honestly, that had been her initial plan: to burn him to a crisp and watch him wither in her hellfire. She wanted to kill that little bastard for taking advantage of her.

And right now, as she closed her eyes and focused on her condition, she realized she was in a state where she could kill him. She opened her eyes and looked out the window, at the forest right outside her mansion.

Raising a hand, she snapped her fingers and a spark of blue flame erupted in the woods. In a second, the fire let out a blaze the likes of a solar flare. The entire forest that spanned for kilometers ceased to be in a second.

"Ohhh~ how I have missed this. So much power in the tip of my fingers."

Now, she felt free. She felt strong enough that she could guarantee her safety, her life. So she felt extremely relieved.

"It's great to be living~"

Which made her wonder, should she take that privilege away from that little boy? The privilege of a life, she meant. Should she really kill him? She knew she could, now that she had regained her powers.

But... while her heart wanted revenge, her body twitched. "Too bad, I guess..." Truly, he was too good to die. Killing him would be just a waste. Since he had better uses.

Now that she thought about it, she called him "master" a few times—in the heat of the moment, drunk in his semen. Should she take revenge on that? Making an irony out of it by enslaving him to be her cute little sex slave?

"Hm, you're awake," Aqua said, suddenly in the room, naked, and drying his hair with a towel. She hadn't even noticed.

Ranefer blinked as she broke out of her daze at his voice, and then her eyes locked on his form. She smiled and looked at him, truly beginning to consider turning him into a slave as her eyes wandered on his body. He was an eye candy.

'Should I really enslave him- Ah.' Just as that thought crossed, her eyes trailed up his body to meet his eyes. Arrogant aqua eyes unsuited for a mere human greeted her as he walked toward her.

Her body shivered more, her womanhood twitching hungrily. He stood over her and raised her chin, looking right into her eyes with a small smirk.

"Looks like you have some stupid ideas. Slut."

Ranefer frowned, standing up. "What did you just call me? You arrogant little-"

"Slut." He spat into her mouth and pushed her down by her shoulder.

Ranefer's body blasted out a fiery aura as she reached out a hand to clutch him by the throat. But as her hand reached closer, the aura flickered away.

"Huh...?"

Her powers weren't working when it got too close to him.

He laughed and pushed her on her back, locking her hands above her head. With a slow breath, he licked her face while she glared at him, unable to call her power or strength at him.