Chapter 1775: Complications
Unable to restrain herself, sonorous moans continued to escape Endorsi's lips no matter how many times she apologized to the boy behind her. There was even a fair amount of slobber dripping from her lips, mixing with the tears and sweat staining the ground below as her body writhed about and contorted in response to pleasures she had never known.
Feeling another wave of pleasure circulate through her body, wreaking havoc wherever it passed, a blazing crimson hue spread through Endorsi's cheeks as a substantial amount of heat and moisture spread through her garments, soaking the sheets below. She had never felt such embarrassment in her entire life, but, no matter how much she pleaded for it to end, Gandr was completely relentless. The most she could do was hold onto her sanity, but, as a seemingly endless amount of time came and went, so too did the last vestiges of her mental acuity.
After nearly two hours, Endorsi no longer had the wherewithal to even speak, her body trembling in the wake of a never-ending torrent of pleasure. She felt like her entire body had turned to jelly, and, though it had made her extremely embarrassed in the beginning, the rhythmic undulations and the licentious sounds of flesh shaping flesh had become music to her ears. She didn't even care that her body was completely exposed to the elements, tongue protruding from her mouth, eyes rolled into the back of her head...
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Though he knew he had effectively sealed his fate, Gandr had a contented smile on his face as he admired Endorsi's naked body atop the massage table. She really was quite beautiful, and, though her personality was terrible, it wasn't completely intolerable. So long as he kept her under control and made it clear who sought out who, it wouldn't matter if she got a little out of hand at times...
Since he had already caressed and sculpted every single centimeter of her body, Gandr showed no hesitation as he placed his left hand on Endorsi's pert derriere. It was extremely toned, as she had a very athletic figure, but, as was often the case, it was also remarkably pliant and ridiculously soft. In fact, perhaps as a result of her unawakened Innate, Gandr felt like her softness was tantamount to a powerful drug; highly addicting and extremely corruptive.
After caressing the two pale white cheeks a little longer than he should have, Gandr gave Endorsi a light smack, his [Hands of Nirvana] causing a jolt to pass through her body. She was still a virgin, so, while he had forced her to climax countless times, Endorsi nearly wasn't as far gone as she thought she was. She had just abandoned herself to the pleasure shortly after peeing herself, almost like she was trying to escape reality.
Fortunately for her, Gandr had used 'cleaning magic' to remove all traces of Endorsi's accident, so, after a few light smacks, her eyes rolled forward as she sheepishly muttered, "Stop spanking me..."
Rather than abide by her demand, Gandr gave Endorsi's butt another light smack, this time sending a wave of pleasure through her body that caused her toes to curl. At the same time, a girlish moan escaped her throat, completely ignoring her attempts to hold it back. Gandr followed this by gently caressing the ruddy flesh, his senses briefly dulling in response to the smooth sensation against his palm before promptly returning to his senses to say, "Consider this both a service and a lesson. The next time you ignore my warning, I'm not going to stop with a simple massage..."
With his words finished, Gandr gave Endorsi's butt one final caress before reluctantly parting with it. Then, manipulating the Shinsu in the surroundings, he created a torrent of warm 'water' to envelop her body, not to clean it, but to replenish her stamina. Shinsu had incredible healing properties, so, after a few minutes had passed, Endorsi was able to raise herself from the table, an indignant look on her face as she glared back at him with tears building in the corners of her eyes.
Though he did feel a little apologetic, Gandr knew it would only make things worse if he gave the woman any ground, so, without any hesitation at all, he plainly stated, "I'm not going to apologize. I warned you countless times and you were the one who doubted my claims about the efficacy of my massage. If I was actually a bad guy, there wouldn't have been much you could do to stop me from going even further. I-"
Before he could say anything else, Endorsi charged toward Gandr without caring about the fact she was still naked. At the same time, with an expression similar to a vengeful spirit, she shouted, "Don't think you can talk your way out of this, you cheeky asshole! If you don't agree to take responsibility for this, I swear on my life that I'll haunt you even after my death...!"
With all of her attacks phasing through Gandr's body, Endorsi's rage and embarrassment continued to build until she was completely red in the face. In the end, she even ended up stomping in place, her body overlapped with Gandr's as she added, "You're a stupid dumb jerk! If you don't let me hit you at least once, don't even think about talking to me again...!"
Following her final outburst, Endorsi squat down, still naked as she hugged her knees and began to silently sob. She wasn't actually that upset about the fact her body had been fondled, but, hearing Gandr's words after the fact, she felt like he didn't care about her at all. It was like he considered her an inconvenience, someone he 'had no choice but to deal with' rather than someone he genuinely cared about.
Seeing Endorsi crouch down, Gandr began to feel a little panicky on the inside, his palm glowing with a golden hue as he combed through his hair. This wasn't the reaction he had expected from Endorsi, and, without the View Affection function, he couldn't tell if she was just trying to trick him. His 'instincts' interfered with his ability to read people properly, and, though he had a very similar Innate, not having [Will of the Emperor] at times like this made it difficult to remain calm.
Since no action was worse than any action in these types of situations, Gandr crouched down so that he was eye-level with Endorsi before extending his hand to pat her head. This caused her to gradually stop crying, her head raising to reveal a mixture of indignation and sorrow visible in her hazy eyes. This was all Gandr needed to see in order to understand she wasn't just faking, so, with an apologetic smile on his face, he whispered, "You have a bad habit of jumping to conclusions...I wouldn't do this with you if I didn't...I...haaaaa...just hit me."
Feeling like he would make things worse by trying to explain things, Gandr decided to just accept his fate, retracting his hand before lowering his head and gritting his teeth. To his surprise, even if he should have expected it, Endorsi didn't immediately hit him. Instead, she continued to hug her knees, asking in a barely audible tone, "Do you like me...?"
Hearing the quiet murmur, Gandr looked back at the woman to see the tell-tale signs of 'hope' visible in her gaze. This caused his smile to turn somewhat wry, but, without footing around the issue, he answered, "Yes..." in a quiet yet calm tone of voice.
With her mood visibly improving by the second, a nascent smile appeared on Endorsi's face as she asked, "Do you think I'm pretty...?"
This time, Gandr's response was even swifter, nodding his head in affirmation as he answered, "You are beautiful." in a tone that left no room for doubt.
Hearing the 'certainty' within the boy's tone, Endorsi felt a small amount of vindication, but, before she allowed herself to be too happy, her expression darkened as she asked, "I heard you wanted to start a harem...?"
Realizing Baam had told the woman more than just his age, Gandr couldn't prevent an exasperated sigh from escaping his lips as he plopped down onto his butt and exclaimed, "I don't even want to start a relationship right now, much less a harem! I just want to have fun scaling the Tower with my friends! I don't want to deal with things like this all the time...!!!"
Finished with his outburst, Gandr deflated like a balloon, head hanging between his shoulder as his ears drooped pathetically. This surprised Endorsi quite a bit, and, for a brief moment, she began to feel a little guilty about her behavior. Unfortunately, the 'fire' burning in her body prevented her from feeling too much remorse, as, even now, an 'agonizing' throbbing could be felt from her lower mouth.
Though she was tempted to insist that Gandr take responsibility for her current state, Endorsi knew it would probably cause a rift in their relationship if she continued pressuring the boy. If there was anything she had learned from this incident it was that Gandr was more sensitive than she realized. He was also far more 'capable' than she ever imagined, and, though she was a little scared, a part of her, deep inside, 'wanted' him to go a lot further than just a massage.
Deciding to shelve that until later, Endorsi crawled toward Gandr, exploiting the fact he was sitting on her butt to straddle his hips. This caused a helpless expression to develop across the boy's face, not because she was sitting naked in his lap, but because she followed up by saying, "Fine. I won't force you if you're not ready for a relationship...in exchange, you have to promise me not to chase after other girls without my consent...I'm willing to make an exception for Anak, but I don't want to see you with Yuri unless both of us agree to it...". Immediately after that, without waiting for him to actually respond, she planted a relatively tame yet long-lasting kiss on his lips, pushing him to the ground in the process...
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Unaware of his protege's 'suffering', Vahn was reclining in a large clawfoot tub, his arms resting on the sides as he stared lazily up at the ceiling. In his lap, or, more specifically, reclining against his body, Hinata could be seen emulating his actions, a contented smile on her face as she answered his question regarding Templates, softly replying, "I think you should create another Template from Naruto...it might be because of my origins, but I think it would be fun if there were people from the same Record..."
Since Naruto was one of the Records he regretted not visiting earlier in his journey, Vahn found it pretty hard to refuse Hinata's words. The problem was picking who to use for the Template, as, due to his bias, it was difficult to avoid drastically affecting the personality of whoever he selected. His relationship with Hinata actually made things even more complicated due to the fact that it subtly changed the way he viewed various females in the verse...
Feeling something twitch near her butt, a scarlet hue immediately bled into Hinata's face as two perky cat ears popped out of her head. This caused Vahn to chuckle, and, though he had already had 'a lot' of sex today, he didn't hesitate to sit up straight, prompting Hinata to lean forward and grab the opposite end of the tub. She was actually very shapely despite her apparent age, so, with his fingers sinking into the satiny-smooth flesh of her butt, he slowly invaded her surprisingly deep cavern as he considered whether or not it would be a good idea to just summon the pairings of his other Templates; preventing him from laying a hand on them out of principle...
(A/N: Alternate Titles: '(O//////O)...','The lament of the damned...','Okay, someone grab me a knife...')
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Chapter 1776: Composite
Deciding it would be best to just ask those who would be affected, Vahn interrupted the seemingly never-ending training of Roger, Ichigo, Madara, and Goku; gathering the four together in Madara's manor to ask their opinion.
Without any hesitation whatsoever, Roger, seemingly offended by Vahn's words, crossed his arms and retorted, "You think too little of us. I won't speak for these three, but I don't need the mercy of having a wife created for me. Love is something that should blossom through effort, not something that should be 'forced' by circumstance!"
Hearing Roger's response, Vahn found himself at a loss for words, allowing Madara to add in his deep and resonating tone, "You are misunderstanding something. We are not you. Our path might stem from yours, but it is ultimately ours to walk. When you create a Template that stems from your love, you are not forcing them to love you back. Though the seeds for affection may be sewn even before they are given flesh, it is your desire to love them, not force them, that guarantees them the right to happiness. By creating women with the intention of providing for us, you are removing that freedom of choice entirely...you are forcing the situation just to make things easier for yourself..."
Since everything said in Madara's voice just sounded 'right', even when he said complete nonsense, Vahn found himself at even more of a loss, turning to Ichigo and Goku with a questioning gaze. In response, the former adopted a serious expression of his own as he stated, "I agree with Roger and Madara. Though I feel a strong compulsion to protect and cherish women like Orihime and Senna, I would never ask for either of them to be created for my personal convenience. Besides, even if they were to be brought into this world, I wouldn't actually be saving them...they would not be the same women buried within our memories..."
With his hand clutching at his chest, Ichigo showed a pained expression on his face. Compared to Roger, whose spouse wasn't really a key figure, and Madara, who didn't marry in more than 90% of the source material that Vahn read, Ichigo had a number of potential, significant, love interests. The woman Senna was a good example of someone that Vahn would have done everything in his power to save, and, due to his influence on Ichigo's Template, the man clearly had a soft spot for the non-existent woman who suffered from a heartbreakingly tragic fate.
Unable to read the mood, Goku didn't seem to notice Ichigo's plight in the slightest, smiling as he rubbed the back of his head and jokingly stated, "I don't think it would be a good idea to create a template of Chi-Chi. I just barely started my training so I'd like to avoid being nagged before I even get a chance to fight against someone strong!"
Hearing Goku's words, the somewhat sullen atmosphere quickly lightened as everyone understood what the man was trying to convey. After all, they drew from Vahn's knowledge and experience, so, while Chi-Chi was undoubtedly an amazing woman in her own right, it was an inviolable truth that she was also the source of a lot of stress and drama. Her ludicrous desire to make Goku work like a normal person, despite him being one of the few surviving members of his race and one of the only people capable of protecting their universe, constantly put everyone's lives in danger. She was also a control freak who ruined the potentials of both her sons and daughter, the first of which, Gohan, was stated to have the greatest potential in their entire Record...
Imagining how Chi-Chi would behave, especially if she acted in accordance with his perception of her, a shudder ran through Vahn's body as he issued an awkward chuckle of his own. Then, with a slightly troubled expression on his face, he asked, "So, what do you think I should do then? Don't get me wrong, I'm having a blast with Yoruichi, Hinata, and Mira, but I can't just create a bunch of women who are practically guaranteed to harbor some degree of affection towards me...it isn't an issue for now, but I feel like things will get out of hand pretty quickly if I don't come up with some kind of solution."
As if he was a father listening to the complaints of his son, Madara responded to Vahn's concerns with a tired sigh, shaking his head in exasperation before saying, "It's best not to think about it. If you create them in a similar manner as us, the women will maintain their independence and seek out partners for themselves. The real problem here is that you have a possessive nature, so, even if you harbor no malicious intentions, it is easier for you to imagine being with them yourself rather than allowing them to wander in the same way as us. You have an instinctual desire to protect and cherish them personally, even though there are countless people outside of this place who would willingly die to protect some of the Templates you are capable of creating."
For the third time in a few minutes, Vahn was completely taken aback, stunned by the implication contained within Madara's words. He suddenly felt like his skin had become clammy, and, though he didn't actually sweat, Vahn felt like a layer of filth had covered his body.
Realizing that he did, indeed, have a double-standard regarding his Templates, Vahn habitually combed through his hair as he imagined one of the characters he was interested in roaming the Tower and falling in love with a man he had never met. The thought made him feel uncomfortable, yet, when he imagined his male Templates doing the exact same thing, he felt no apprehension at all.
The problem wasn't simply that he was 'possessive', though that was obviously a major component, it was that he passively absorbed the knowledge and experiences of his Templates. Though it wasn't at the forefront of his thoughts, all of the information was stored within the vast archive of his mind. He could even 'recall' the experiences of his Templates, seeing and experiencing the world through their perspective with the same ease he would recall his own memories.
Vahn had no trouble imagining himself with countless women, but, when the roles were reversed, he felt extremely uncomfortable imagining Templates derived from his Innate sleeping with other men. This was why he instinctually came up with the solution of 'pairing' his Templates with each other, as, within the deepest recesses of his mind, it was a lot easier to accept them being with the people he had 'chosen' rather than entrusting them to complete strangers. There was also a chance that one of his female Templates would encounter some extreme 'misfortune' at the hands of some vile and sadistic scumbag, a notion that filled Vahn with rage just imagining...
Sensing the sudden change in atmosphere, Madara released another sigh while Roger, despite the perpetual grin on his face, adopted a serious expression as he said, "You are too focused on being in control. Bad things happen. Just accept it and move on with your life. Being afraid of things that have yet to transpire is ridiculous. Besides, even if something terrible were to happen, we can just draw and quarter the asshole. That's assuming the lass you created doesn't beat us to the punch! Guwahahahahahaha~!"
Though he normally couldn't help but laugh along with Roger, the man's laughter was extremely infectious, the best Vahn could offer at the present moment was a wry smile. This smile promptly turned into a mask of incredulity, however, when Madara suddenly snorted, surprising everyone present as his body morphed into that of a woman. Then, in a deep yet feminine tone, she asked, "Are you going to start worrying about me now? Really, you can be such a fool at times. Even if we receive Names, we still retain our ability to change at will. If something 'were' to happen, why would one of your Templates just allow it? Stop worrying over nothing and allow your creations the same freedom you enjoy. After all, we are a part of you."
Seemingly done with the conversation, Madara rose to 'her' feet, departing the room while yawning loudly. This left the trio sitting within the room rather speechless, Vahn, in particular, staring with his mouth hanging open as he internally remarked, ("I know I wanted my version of Madara to be more understanding and thoughtful of others, but this is a little ridiculous...")
Even if he wasn't speaking directly to her, that didn't stop Sis from answering, (*You can't deny she makes a good point. Though you have stopped holding back quite a bit, there are a few things that you needlessly harp over. The situation with Naruto is just one example, as, regardless of your own views on the matter, you didn't steal Hinata away from him. Rather, the Template you created isn't the real Naruto, much like the Hinata sleeping in your bed. With your power, you could even make a female version of Naruto with Uchiha blood, vibrant crimson hair, and literally nine-tails. So long as you can imagine it, there is no limit to your ability to create a Template.*)
With the ability to, quite literally, create perfect three-dimensional representations of people within his mind, Vahn couldn't help imagine the version of Naruto that Sis had just described. It almost felt wrong, but, after instinctively creating a spirited beauty with vulpine traits in his imagination, a wry smile spread across Vahn's face as he shook the image from his mind like an etch-and-sketch. Even if he were to make a composite Template, he wasn't going to start with someone like 'Naruko', so, after bidding farewell to Ichigo, Goku, and Roger, Vahn teleported back to the 8th Layer in order to conduct some 'research' alongside Mira, Yoruichi, and Hinata...
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Proving why he should listen to Sis' advice, Vahn's [Universal Mind] ended up increasing to D-Rank after his successful attempt at creating a 'unique' Template; determining everything from the shape and personality of his creation within his mind. As a result, he was currently seated in front of two exceptionally adorable entities, both appearing near-identical except for their general color scheme.
The first figure, smiling radiantly as she got her head caressed, had pure white hair that was tied up into adorable twin-tails. Her center-most bangs were a reddish-pink in color, contrasting the vibrant blue of her twin brother. She also had golden eyes that sparkled with innocence, and, though they appeared to be part of her Japanese-style garb, there were two winged appendages growing from her lower back, vaguely resembling the tails of a ribbon.
Similar to his sister, the second figure was also enjoying having his head caressed. Unfortunately, though he didn't seem to mind in the slightest, he was the second Template created by Vahn, so, despite being male, he had very androgynous features. He even wore a long-sleeved kimono top, paired with a blue skirt and blue leggings that contrasted the reddish-pink of his sister. This gave him a very adorable appearance, but, unlike the uncorrupted innocence contained within his sister's golden eyes, the boy had a glimmer of confidence in his ruby-red irises, even as he enjoyed having his head caressed.
Though he had the impression that he had just opened Pandora's Box, Vahn had an affectionate smile on his faces as he said, "You can return to your original forms now..."
Following Vahn's orders, the duo was promptly surrounded by light as they transformed into two equally adorable creatures that vaguely resembled jet planes. The upper portion of their bodies was predominately white while the lower portion, differentiating between the male and female, was blue and red. The fronts of their faces, almost like they were wearing visors, were the same color as their lower bodies except for a small patch of white at the very front. As for their remaining features, they had pointed ears that were extremely soft to the touch, angular wings that resembled those of a jet fighter, two fin-like flaps for feet, and fluffy butts that served a similar function as tail feathers.
Vahn felt that the duo was actually more adorable in these forms, but, rather than voice this aloud, he allowed the two to nuzzle against them, chuckling lightly as he stroked their impeccably soft fur and said, "I have high hopes for the two of you, Latias, Latios..."
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Double-Standards','Madara laying down the logic','Tapping into an Innate's true potential')
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