Creation - The Path of a God

Chapter 1 (Updated)

Walking into his room, Han sat down at his computer and pulled up a random video to watch. As Han watched the video, he thought about how he fell into this situation.

He remembered walking into his apartment, where he and his girlfriend, Beth, lived, and noticing the extra pair of sneakers by the entrance. Slowly his eyes raised and Han saw the trail of various articles of clothing strewn across the floor, leading to the bedroom.

Even though Han was a reasonably intelligent individual, the image didn't seem to fit together, and he attempted to create mundane scenarios that would explain all of this. Maybe his girlfriend was heading into the shower and didn't wait until she was in their bedroom? This would explain some of the clothing, but didn't solve the other apparel and other sneakers at the entrance.

Han could feel his heart starting to beat slightly faster as if it already figured out what was going on before his brain did. As he entered the apartment, his heart felt as if it was going to explode out of his chest. Getting closer to the bedroom, Han could hear the sounds of moaning and the squeaking of the bed. A rhythmic thudding could be heard, sounding like a heavy object hitting the wall, right after the bed squeaked. His hand seemed to have a life of its own as it moved on its own towards the door handle and slowly opened the door.

A slight noise was made as the door was opened, and for some reason, he thought that he needed to get some kind of lubricant and apply it to the hinges. It was such an inconsequential thing to think about, as the image of his girlfriend riding on top of his best friend came into view.

His best friend glanced over at him, and a look of surprise came over him.

"Oh shit!!" Sam, called out.

Han's girlfriend, soon to be an ex-girlfriend, glanced behind her to see what Sam was shouting about and saw Han standing in the doorway. Her expression was identical to Sam's, though it was quickly replaced with a hot wash of shame.

Han didn't know what he was supposed to do in this scenario. He had watched it on various TV shows and adult content. "Now this is how those people felt." Han thought as he remembered some hentai video with NTR content in it.

Though he always knew, on an intellectual level, that NTR was a hurtful genre, Han thought that the material was drastically better than other types regarding quality content. The idea that he would be in this position never seemed to cross his mind, and now that he was Han felt a little empathetic towards those characters.

Looking towards his ex-girlfriend, as she desperately tried to put on clothes and erase everything that happened, Han said, "the funeral was really well done. I'm glad that my older brother was able to put everything together, cause I don't think I would have been able to arrange the funeral of my parents."

Beth's hands went to cover her mouth, as she listened to Han recount his parents' funeral.

"I'm glad that you're feeling better, and don't have a stomach ache." Han casually mentioned. A numbness slowly crawling out from deep within, making it feel as if everything was happening to someone else.

"Han... I – I can explain this." Beth stammered, walking towards him awkwardly.

Seeing her heading closer to him, and glancing at Sam laying on his bed, Han said, "I'm going to get some food for myself. If you could, I would greatly appreciate it if both of you were gone by the time I get back. Beth, you can take as much of your stuff as you can and leave your key behind. Since your name isn't on the lease, you don't need to worry about this month's rent. I hope that you can be happy with Sam, so please don't try to contact me, either of you."

After saying his piece, Han turned towards the door and walked out of the apartment, leaving the door open. He could hear Beth sobbing while Sam was trying to comfort her, telling her that everything was for the better.