Chapter 66: A majestic creature? No an abomination...
"Erm, are you guys seeing what my eyes force me to see or did Vil knock me out too?" Glimpse Water blanked as all the others' faces followed suit.
"Haha, this is just an illusion," Prota laughed as he walked towards the at least two-metre monster hybrid of a wolf and dragon, whatever abomination it was, that suddenly appeared before them in the forest.
If the monster heard this, it would cry in shame and disgrace because it was actually proud of its appearance and majestic ability to scare those puny humans into statues, but the truth was these so-called puny humans were too disgusted at its sight and didn't even want to give it a reaction. That was how insignificant this monster was.
Prota went to the monster as it growled relentlessly and vicious thinking how petrified this human must be when Prota poked him with a finger.
In an instant, the monster went wild with pain. How could a measly human touch him with one finger and it felt like all his internal organs exploded and became mush?
It didn't dare to retreat but it was hurting badly. The only way for it to overcome this ordeal was the thought that it was a monster so it needed to be strong!
Prota went back to the other blank faces and sighed, "It's real."
How pitiful the monster was! At least give him a stage to shine and act, pretend! Pretend to be scared!
The monster despaired at the sight as Prota held his hand out to the others and said, "Let's play rock, scissor, paper and the winner has to fight against... that."
The monster could hear the disdain in Prota's voice and grieved.
By making the winner be the one to face it, this only meant that they were spurned to want to be the loser. He, a monster, was able to make those proud characters want to be losers, how much of a nuisance was it?
"Ok, on three," Prota waited until everyone put their hands out.
"3, 2, 1, rock, scissor, paper and-"
All hands formed a sign.
"Wait! Vil, you were too fast, again, again I can't believe I won, no! I need to lose, c'mon again!" Glimpse Water cried as it looked at the monster.
"It's so ugly, I don't want to dirty myself. I need to present myself to father after all!"
He went and said it! There! He actually said it, no glue to keep his hurtful mouth together! The monster dropped to the ground in shame and wagged its wolf tail.
It was so happy to finally leave its prison and now it had to endure an even more vicious sight. On top of that verbal abuse. Just because it was a monster didn't mean he could endure to be verbally abused, ok?
"No, you won you need to continue," Holbe smiled as she was the one to lose first.
In normal circumstances, all of them would tear at each other to win but this was an exception. It never felt so good to lose.
Amused, she watched the others how they played again and again because Glimpse Water couldn't accept the fact he constantly lost.
If Frozen Milk saw how happy she was at their suffering, he would gouge his eyes out and replace it with new ones because he could never accept that his Holy Beauty would also take pleasure in others suffering.
It shouldn't even come to Frozen Milk as a surprise. Since he was a twisted author, his characters in one way or another have also inherited that damned personality trait.
"Just hurry up already," Holbe was even impatient!
"Vil, give me my husband, you can't win if he is on your shoulder."
Win? Vil didn't want to win but he knew that Holbe wanted to provoke him and held Frozen Milk tighter and in front of everyone's eyes actually dared to rub Frozen Milk's ass.
All the others' eyes went blood red! How dare he assault their love like this! How dare he!
First, they had to experience how Frozen Milk was taken away before their eyes while they were powerless to do anything and now they had to watch how Vil kept Frozen Milk to himself the whole time and even put his filthy, lustful fingers all over Frozen Milk's body!
None of them could accept this and Holbe, Glimpse Water and Prota developed telepathy at the same time. Vil had to win! They had to make Vil win.
Glimpse Water and Prota decided to work together and while Prota counted down, Holbe distracted Vil by trying to take Frozen Milk to her.
Vil focused on Frozen Milk, absentmindedly put out a scissor while both Prota and Glimpse Water used Paper and lost.
"Ah, such a shame we lost.... ahhh," Glimpse Water deliberately poked deeper into Vil with his words but in reality, he didn't hurt Vil but the poor monster behind them that just watched frustrated how it was such an eyesore to those four people.
It felt so bad for itself that it deluded itself to realise that there must be an instigator! An instigator that would turn this four people to hate it so much! That was right! Where was this awful instigator?
Its view instantly fell on the passed out Frozen Milk and determined this was his archenemy that made it suffer this embarrassment.
Frozen Milk needed to be defeated. This pure evil exerting mind control over the four people to view this majestic creature as an ugly ass creature needed to be destroyed!
Yes the monster would become the hero! The monster will free everyone from Frozen Milk's hypnosis and make them aware just how divine looking and pleasant it was to everyone's eyes!
Frozen Milk! It growled and its glare focused on the unconscious scum author on Vil's shoulder.
Growl Growl: You puny human!
Growl Growl Growl: I will make you pay for this insolence!
Growl Rowl Gr: Be ready for my superior fluffy power!
If Frozen Milk was awake and saw this shitty scene, he would shoot himself to remain dead. Too fucked up! What was this shit? Why did Frozen Milk always offend everyone? Now even this abomination was offended by Frozen Milk!
Fuck! You are an abomination, on what right do you dare to be offended by me? The holy creator! Go and be disgraced by yourself!
Chapter 67: The soft butt
While the monster was marking Frozen Milk in his mind as his archenemy, it watched how another puny human was testing its patience.
However, the good thing for the monster was that Vil, who won, decided to fight with Frozen Milk on his shoulder because he didn't want to give up Frozen Milk to any of the other lecherous people.
Before the others could stop Vil, he already walked towards the monster. The monster narrowed its eyes and welcomed this great present that served his archenemy on a plate. It was thankful to the puny human to have brought Frozen Milk straight to him.
It stood up and let out a loud growl to exert its dominance.
Vil didn't react to it, in fact, he didn't even properly see the monster, the only thing that was on his mind was the superb sensation of Frozen Milk's soft butt under his fingers.
Rub Rub Rub a bit. Ah yes, so soft, so round, so nice.
How would it feel like to have this butt sit on Vil again? What must Vil do to experience the bliss again?
For the sake of continuing experiencing this joy, Vil wanted to kill the monster with one punch. The monster, on the other hand, felt very confident but with each step Vil took closer, it felt an oppressing air suffocating it and the monster decided to change strategy.
Fighting this insane maniac that was coming to him and bringing death? No way. So, it quickly worked its little beast brain and decided to instead come up with a superior strategy. That was to kidnap Frozen Milk and run.
Frozen Milk that vicious bastard was the cause of its torment!
Yet poor Frozen Milk didn't even know that once again he offended someone.
In a sense, this monster was Frozen Milk's equivalent... If Frozen Milk was a monster, he would be this creature.
The system was amused at this sight and wondered if this monster wouldn't also become a suitor for Frozen Milk, after all, each character Frozen Milk offended would end up licking up to him in hopes to get a taste of that sweet milk.
Frozen Milk could never let that happen, his characters wanting him? No problem! A fucking monster wanting to hump him? NEVER EVER EVER!
Get this shitty plotline out of here! You can have any genre, any trope, whatever! But beastiality? Are you out of your fucking mind? Are you? ARE YOU? Go and read the Lord's bible, go and shower in holy water every day for at least a year! You damned sinner walking the path of crooked living being!
As if Frozen Milk could feel his demise, he woke up and accustomed himself to what was happening. For some reason, he saw Prota, Glimpse Water and Holbe in the far back while he somehow moved forwards.
Then he realised he was still on Vil's shoulder and turned around and almost wanted to faint again!
Too ugly! What was that ugly hybrid thing?
What the hell was a monster doing in his story?
He directly stared into the monster's eyes and as if Frozen Milk didn't suffer enough, the monster could instantly read Frozen Milk's mind and was sure that Frozen Milk was really its enemy.
"Vil, what are you doing?"
Yet Vil didn't even notice Frozen Milk woke up and continued rubbing his soft butt. Knead a bit here. Knead a bit there. Ah, pleasure. Ah, the ecstasy. Ah, Frozen Milk's butt could really be described as a peach. Would it be juicy too?
Frozen Milk jumped up as he finally felt Vil's hand. He was red with anger but now a more pressing matter appeared.
The monster!
Frozen Milk thought Vil wasn't right in his mind and didn't see that abomination. So, once he saw that the monster also approached them with Vil doing nothing but walking to their demise, Frozen Milk jumped off and shielded Vil from it.
Frozen Milk didn't know why because he was pretty sure that Vil could easily defeat the monster but his body acted on his own.
"Vil, run! I'll take care of it!"
The monster raised its head arrogantly as if to say, you want to defeat me you mere weakling, sad excuse of a mortal?
"My Lord!"
Frozen Milk turned around and cursed.
"What the hell are you acting coy and touched for? Don't you see this blob of shit right there? Run!"
Indeed, like son, like father.
"My Lord, you care so much about me. I'm so happy! Too happy!"
While Frozen Milk was red with rage, Vil was red with, cough, indecent pleasure.
Vil said those words loudly so that the three in the back could hear it and as they also saw how Frozen Milk shielded Vil, they grew sour with jealousy.
No! He loves me more!
Me! Me! Me!
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