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85.29% Shameless Transmigration: I turned everyone on! / Chapter 87: Finally I meet you again, my creator- Epilogue 1

Chapter 87: Finally I meet you again, my creator- Epilogue 1

It was another day for Frozen Milk in his merry harem. It has been a month since Frozen Milk and his characters lived together in the new mansion and Frozen Milk's poor soul, body and life was divided into 6 days.

"Host," the system lazily spoke.

Frozen Milk's eye twitched. Since the days have become more peaceful, this damned fun-seeking system always caused more troubles for him.

"Can't you just leave already? Bloody hell, don't you have other victims you can leech onto? My blood's sucked dry! When I'm bleeding it's not even red anymore! It's green! Toxic green because you parasite are poison!"

There was a moment of silence before-

"Host," suddenly the system spoke with frightening seriousness.

"Y-Yes?" Frozen Milk was scared shitless. Did he finally trigger that evil system to truly enact its evil deeds onto him?

Yes, even if he wanted to shit everything out to make himself lighter, he could never become fast enough to run away from his system. In the first place, how can he run away from himself?

"Does the host want to be shocked again?"

Frozen Milk gave off a horrible high-pitched scream and attempted to run away. Indeed, Frozen Milk's speed was faster than the average but the system mocking laughter fried Frozen Milk's brain cells and he really believed he could escape the system-

while the triumphant system just made itself comfortable in Frozen Milk's head, continuing to chip away at Frozen Milk's sanity.

"System pities host, all these contenders for your ass made your brain mushy."

"Y-You! How can you say such vulgar stuff?"

If the system could show its face, it'd be blank. As blank as Frozen Milk's stupidity could reach. Wasn't Frozen Milk the one sprouting vulgar words like a hose trying to escape the holiness of thy Lord?

Yet Frozen Milk didn't stop running.

It was Sunday. A day Frozen Milk could relax without his harem trying to snatch his virginity away.

Yet this peaceful Sunday was once again spent to entertain his crooked system. Would Frozen Milk ever get the chance to be by himself and try to enjoy a single second of peace since he transmigrated here?

Simple answer: No.

So, in hopes to make this wish come true, Frozen Milk ran out of the house to the beach, and only when he saw the calming water did Frozen Milk feel at ease.

The beautiful golden rays of the sun that fell onto the gentle waves of the sea. The dazzling golden hair that swayed in the wind. The stickiness that suffocated Frozen Milk. Yes, this paradise was-

"Hold the fuck up!" Frozen Milk's eyes were glued to the sea and he like a robot mechanically moved his body, slowly wanting to escape the beach.

"Yes, yes," Frozen Milk thought out loud. He was only hallucinating. Yes, that was it. There was no way a sadist entered his vision. All just an illusion. All just a-

"Frozen Milk."

"NOOOO!" Frozen Milk prepared himself to dash away but the honey already reached his feet and stuck him to the sandy ground.

"Yes, Frozen Milk cry a bit for me. It's been a long while."

These cursed words. The trauma. It all resurfaced. Damn.

Frozen Milk completely forgot.

He sent that sadistic prince to become a monk and then they bought a piece of land in the neutral island. This was bound to happen to Frozen Milk. Sooner or later he'd be honey-trapped.

Screw that honey part! Throw it away! Frozen Milk wanted none of it!

Snicker. Snicker. This fucking system couldn't do anything but infest the empty space in Frozen Milk's head and become the brain.

Frozen Milk suspected the system did it on purpose. Made him run to the beach and meet this sadistic honey in person. Yes, Frozen Milk was sure that it was all calculated by this system who could only live if Frozen Milk was bathing, no, submerging in misfortune.

"Host gives the system too much credit," the system sounded helpless but it was as clear as Bro blinding Frozen Milk that the system was shaking its hardware. Where's the plug? Where's the axe? Lemme destroy that core!

"It was just a joke," Bro's light laughter carried to Frozen Milk's frozen body, "I've become a virtuous monk. I don't indulge in that nonsense anymore."

"Really?" Frozen Milk breathed a sigh of relief and Bro happily narrowed his eyes. His sadistic brian was rejoicing. Be more naive. Be more vulnerable.

"Yes, really," Bro's smile was so innocent and refreshing, Frozen Milk drowned in the lies and deception and bought the bullshit.

"As a monk, I've learnt the virtue of life and Frozen Milk, I've received enlightenment."

Bro stepped closer to Frozen Milk who was so perplexed he had no idea what was going on, but he felt the gentle finger of Bro intertwining with Frozen Milk's, "I can see you're my creator."

Bro shed a tear.

GASP.

DOUBLE GASP:

TRIPLE GASP.

QUARTER GASP.

PENTAGASP.

What fueled a scum like Frozen Milk was having his ego fed and Bro knew this. His enlightenment was the enlightenment on how to manipulate a simpleton like Frozen Milk to play him like a harmonica.

Yes, Bro's lips would soon be all over Frozen Milk's body and coat him with an extra layer of thickness.

"You, have you really come to know my greatness?"

"Yes, my creator!"

A new nickname was attached to Frozen Milk. This time Frozen Milk actually liked it.

The system only rolled its eyes at this absurd theatre play in front of it. But it was free and the system had enough popcorn to eat, cough Frozen Milk's brain, cough, so the system actually enjoyed this cringy act.

Of course, the system saw straight through Bro but it was more fun this way. The boring days would be over. With Bro added to the harem, the system could enjoy Frozen Milk's misfortune again. Truly a delicious feast.

"Good, good, I can tell from your honest face how genuine your words are!" Frozen Milk acted as if he was the messenger of the Lord again.

"Then my creator," Bro pulled Frozen Milk by the waist closer to him and felt the soft flesh of Frozen Milk's Bro would soon indulge himself in, "Can I just stay with my holy creator and serve you?"

Serve. Frozen Milk didn't want to have servants again but if Bro really looked up to Frozen Milk, understood how great this creator was, then why deny Bro this wonderful once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"Of course, of course! Bear witness to how your creator writes history! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"


CREATORS' THOUGHTS
MatchaMilk MatchaMilk

Frozen Milk: So after all this (almost non-existent but still existent) character development, after all the damn plot you put me through to make me a better person, you have me act as a fucking scum again?

Bro: My creator *sparkly eyes*

Frozen Milk: Cough, it's not like I hate this title tho.

Matchamilk: Sigh, this is why character development is useless on you, you will always revert into a scum again... It's like I as an author can't bend you! You always bend yourself! I feel useless...

Frozen Milk: Gasp, I'm- I- I'm not bend! What are you saying! And how can you as an author give up on your own protagonist!!!!!!!!!!!!! You damn fucking useless author, serves you right to feel useless! You can't compare to me ahahahahha!

Matchamilk: You are just as a shitty author as I am, so go and join your merry harem. At least let us all indulge in your misf- ahem, blessing I mean.

Frozen Milk: Now, I understand! I understand this whole book's purpose! You- You are worse than the system! You sold me out for all of your entertainment! You-

System: Please refrain from-

Matchamilk: Sigh...

Chapter 88: Secret technique of the monks-Epilogue 1

"This eyesore."

"Truly an eyesore."

"Damned eyesore."

"Vil, can't you do anything about this… your… this… eyesore?" In the end, Prota couldn't come up with a better slur, Prota was still, after all, too innocent.

It was at this moment, no at that moment when Frozen Milk strolled in with an arrogant bearing, Bro clinging onto his arm, that all four main characters oozed a visible hatred towards Bro.

A unified thought swept across their mind: A new obstacle. As if having each other wasn't enough, Frozen Milk brought another thigh hugger back.

"Just how many more does father gotta seduce," Glimpse Water bit on his nails and watched with burning eyes how Frozen Milk laid on the soda massaged by Bro.

Bro's filthy hands getting to touch all the sensitive spots of their target of affection.

"My Lord's truly too strong!" Vil crossed his arms in displeasure. He should've killed his brother when he had the chance.

"Hubby!" Holbe whined and wished she could cut off Bro's head.

But in the end, none of those four who secretly peeked through the door, could do anything to Bro.

That was because Frozen Milk said, "Everyone! My loyal serv- do- slav-cough, I mean my lovely son has returned and shown filial piety. Get along with him."

Glimpse Water wanted to die out of jealousy! Frozen Milk has never called him son, then this hidden, unimportant, actually deleted from original novel character appeared out of fucking nowhere and took his spot!

Glimpse Water was so angry, he, in his daze, ate pillows before Holbe stopped him. They had to hold hands and defeat this evil together who claimed Frozen Milk's favour even though he came later! How come Bro became Frozen Milk's favourite so easily? Damn Honey! Curse them all!

"My creator, how is it?" Bro's skilled hands moved along the beautiful soft and pale skin of Frozen Milk. It was bliss, everywhere Bro touched. His fingertips trembled being able to touch Frozen Milk like this.

"Mhm good, a bit more to the left," Frozen Milk as well was in heaven.

Bro was too good and Frozen Milk's tense muscles needed this well-deserved relaxation.

Unfortunately, Frozen Milk didn't notice the aggrieved and wronged eyes of his characters hiding behind the door. And his system didn't bother telling him.

But Bro noticed. And each time, his fingers glided across Frozen Milk's back and Frozen Milk gave a moan of pleasure, the honey smirk on Bro's face was shot to the hiding competitors.

See how you like this? Bro smirked as his hands travelled to Frozen Milk's lips and gently rubbed them. He's all mine. You lot can just stand there and watch. Haha.

"Mhm," Frozen Milk didn't mind. It actually felt really good.

Another smirk was sent to the four who were stabbed in their hearts over and over again.

Now how about this? The fingers went inside Frozen Milk's mouth and produced wet, lewd sounds.

The four bit their clothes.

And this?

Bro licked the finger that had Frozen Milk's saliva.

The four bashed their heads against the wall. An indirect kiss!

Their maiden hearts, who did much worse to Frozen Milk, screamed in injustice!

Frozen Milk defiled like this. Frozen Milk being brainwashed and pleasured by this sticky honey. It was unacceptable!

"Brat what are you doing?" Frozen Milk noticed something strange when Bro's fingers entered his mouth and played with his tongue.

"It's a secret technique taught by the monks, my creator. It loosens your tongue and mouth, so words come out faster and easier," Bro kneaded Frozen Milk's thigh dangerously close to Frozen Milk's sensitive spot.

Shook! The four were shocked by Bro's audacity!

"Mhm, I see. Interesting," Frozen Milk was too high up in the clouds Bro placed him on to notice what was wrong.

"It's a technique only the best out of the best can experience, holy creator."

"Yes, yes continue," Frozen Milk thought nothing was wrong with Bro's words just as the time Frozen Milk was scammed to buy the fake golden toilet.

Where did his character development go? To feed his ego!

Frozen Milk regressed! Regressed to the inflatable idiot he was at the beginning of his journey. Being pampered by everyone was really like putting a river fish into an ocean.

Think it's good for the fish but the fish will die from all the saltiness!

"My creator, there's actually another technique. It's an ultra-secret technique, I specially created for you. The monks were devastated by its sight."

"Tell me more," the sight of the stupid monks being crushed was pleasing to Frozen Milk. Oh, how he wished he could see it! He would've given everything to take a dab at this money swindlers!

"It's a technique that helps you not only loosen your mouth but also makes you say intelligent and clever words," Bro continued his scamming.

Frozen Milk whipped his eyes open, "There's no way something like that exists!"

"It does, haven't I become cleverer too?"

"Indeed," Frozen Milk stepped into a shitpile and left footprints of shit behind.

"Then would you like to test it?"

"Of course! HAHAHA!"

Yes, this was the Frozen Milk Bro wanted to see trembling and crying underneath him.

"Pardon me but your eyes have to be covered."

"Why?"

"Trust me," Bro covered Frozen Milk's eyes with a cloth and laid him on his back.

Then with a huge grin, Bro turned to the four behind the door and brought his beautiful lips closer to the delicious ones of Frozen Milk.

Now Bro could finally claim Frozen Milk as his, in front of all these witnesses.

"My creator, please open your mouth."

Frozen Milk opened his mouth and Bro was only a centimetre away, his tongue about to explore and battle with Frozen Milk's when Bro was blown away.

"You! Stay away from Frozen Milk!" Prota couldn't watch anymore and held Frozen Milk in his arms.

Frozen Milk wasn't this newcomer's to claim! Prota was Frozen Milk's first companion! First friend! First one to get to know him! He was Frozen Milk's first man and will be the only one!

"You sure have a lot of guts," Bro trembled after standing up and dusted his clothes. Damn this dog like human wagging its tail was quite strong.

"Stop it, Bro. If you want the throne I can give it to you, just leave my Lord alone," Vil also stepped into the room followed by the other two.

"What's going on?" Frozen Milk who was still blindfolded had no idea that something very bad was going to happen, all because of him.

"It's nothing, my creator," in an instant Bro swept Frozen Milk away from Porta and ran away. To have their own private time. He shouldn't have let these hooligans watch him after all. He should assert dominance after he has claimed Frozen Milk first.

And so a battle for Frozen Milk began. Again. Who would win and who would lose? Only time could tell.


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