"God damn."
In his drunken haze, with the hell wine severely blurring his senses, Ricky felt himself yanked onto the bed.
The world spun around him, his vision somersaulting as he landed, disoriented, on the rumpled sheets.
There, at the edge of the bed, he saw Rachael, her eyes suddenly gleaming in a golden, wolf-like touch that were completely fixed on him with an intense gaze.
Slowly, she began to crawl toward him, each movement deliberate and seductive, a quiet promise lingering in the air between them.
In the next moment, Rachael was on top of him, her ragged breath warm against his skin as her hands slid under his shirt, slowly pushing it upward to reveal his chest.
She bit her lip, her face flushed but not with embarrassment, but with a fierce and predatory excitement that shimmered in her golden eyes, as if she were savoring every heartbeat between them.
"Woah." Ricky murmured, wide-eyed as Rachael tore his clothes away, each rip exposing more of him to her hungry gaze.
With every clawed movement, every new inch of skin revealed, her breath quickened, coming out in short, heated huffs that hinted at her growing anticipation.
Caught off guard was an understatement as the way Rachael's emotions surged, raw and unrestrained, took Ricky by surprise.
He had expected something more restrained, something like his encounters with Lilith but it was different, almost the exact opposite.
Rachael looked at him like a predator hungerly gazing down at a slab of meat, her gaze filled with a fierce hunger, as if this werewolf intended to devour every inch of him.
"I can't take it anymore," Rachael breathed, her eyes locking fiercely onto Ricky's.
The tension in her body was palpable, her movements restless as if her own clothes were a cage.
In one swift motion, she grabbed at her clothes, ripping them off in a frenzied release, casting every layer aside without hesitation.
"Woah, wait Rachael, don't you want to take it slow-" Ricky's voice was a slurred mumble, his attempt at restraint softened by the haze of alcohol.
But before he could even process his words, Rachael's hands moved with certainty, tugging at his waistband.
With one swift motion, she freed his cock as it flopped around, her fingers closing around him with a slow, deliberate grip before clutching with a firm grasp and smiling widely when it twitched within her palm.
"No time~" Rachael breathed, her voice a hushed, urgent murmur as she held his cock steady, her eyes locked onto his cock.
Ricky watched as Rachael grinned, her anticipation palpable as she positioned him between her folds, already craving more.
Without hesitation, she slammed her hips down, the sound of their skin slapping into one another echoing through the room.
"A-A-AH~" Rachael gasped, her body shivering out with incredible pleasure as her teeth clenched as her head jerked back, a hot breath escaping her lips.
Rachael felt Ricky fill her completely to her very brim, the intense pleasure pulsing through her as her walls expanded and contracted around him.
Her yellow wolf-like eyes locked onto Ricky as she took a deep breath, savoring the tightness that gripped and pulsed around him.
Her hands gradually moved from his abs, slowly gliding up his chest before resting on either side of Ricky's head and when he opened his eyes, he met Rachael's smiling gaze.
"My training made me VERY flexible," Rachael huffed, a maddening blush creeping across her face.
"Unlike that undead b*tch, I can take you all without whining." Rachael leaned in, pressing her lips to Ricky's as his hands slowly glided across her soft, warm skin.
At first, the kiss was slow, but Rachael wasn't satisfied with just that as she became more aggressive, pressing heavily into what was meant to be a soft kiss.
Ricky was about to flip her onto her back, but Rachael pushed him back down, breaking the kiss as she raised her face to meet his gaze.
"You can have your way with me all you want, but I want to show you how sincere I am first." Rachael bit her lip, half-expecting Ricky to object but instead, she watched as he guided his hands to her waist.
"Then I hope you ride me with all your heart," Ricky joked, chuckling as Rachael responded by raising her body, slowly rising with a determined look.
Ricky watched as his cock, already slobbered in her juices, was slowly released from the fierce clutches of her folds, feeling her squeeze down when she rose, her movements inching up to his tip.
"I will~"
*CLAP*
Rachael slammed her body back onto him, willingly impaling herself as electricity surged through her, feeling him deep inside as if his tip kissed her very core.
"AHHHHH~" Rachael couldn't hold back the deep moan that escaped her luscious red lips, tilting her head back as her blonde hair flowed through the air.
Her stomach seemed to shift, the outline of his cock faintly visible beneath her thin skin as it bulged, creating the impression of him crawling through her.
As if she was possessed, she raised her waist again, her hands almost flying around but Ricky quickly interlocked them with his own, steadying her movements.
Rachael didn't even have time to register the heartfelt gesture before she slammed her body back into Ricky with one fierce, aggressive stroke.
*CLAP*
Her ass smacked against his thighs, her pleasure receptors intensifying with each movement as her teeth clenched tightly.
Shivering intensely, Rachael's body responded eagerly while registering his cock fill her once more, drooling out and soaking Ricky's thighs with her sweet nectar.
"Oh Lord, forgive me, but this feels so good~" Rachael cried out towards the heavens, ruining her purity with such eager intent while her eyes fluttered in pleasure as waves of sensation overwhelmed her.
Her hands gripped Ricky's tightly, her back arching as she struggled to maintain balance with the only saving grace being his cock that he willingly impaled herself on.
Rachael pressed her arms together, squishing her perky tits out as a trickle of sweat slid down the curves of her body and into her cleavage.
It slowly traveled down her stomach, leaving a glistening trail as it dripped onto Ricky's abdomen.
Ricky couldn't look away from the image of Rachael, tears streaming down her folds as she called out to God, her lips curled into a sleazy smile while she rode him.
It wasn't that he was too stunned to speak; he simply had nothing to add to her words, as he was fully immersed in the sight before him.
The uptight, snarky, arrogant, and downright hateful Rachael was on the verge of tears, crying out in joy as she swallowed him whole.
'This is weirdly therapeutic.' Ricky let out a content sigh, relishing in the warm, tight wrapping sensation that had ensnared him.
Despite the countless times she'd infuriated him, the feeling of his cock melting under the warmth and pressure seemed to wash away all the hatred.
*CLAP*
Without warning, Rachael lifted herself and slammed back down, both of them completely lost in their own world of pleasure, each ravaged and consumed by the vices of the other
Ragged breaths escaped from both of them before a fierce, unrelenting sound of skin slamming against skin filled the room.
*CLAP*
*CLAP*
*CLAP*
Every motion, every maneuver of her hips, made Rachael even more relentless, as an addictive hunger rose to the surface, driving her to chase this sudden high of pleasure.
An upward pursuit, seeking that rush of climax, before Rachael descended again, driving herself downward to the next step.
*CLAP*
"AHH~" Rachael screeched out a moan, her mind in a frenzy as her body trembled, nearly seizuring around Ricky's cock.
Her body trembled as the sensation of lust coursed through her, seeping into every nerve ending, rippling out in wave after wave which sprayed out of her.
Soaking Ricky's abdomen in her release, Rachael was determined to dehydrate herself, chasing a seismic climax on the monstrosity that was his cock.
"I-I NEED IT~" Rachael growled, her eyes flashing a deeper gold as she had completely lost herself to this monopolizing sensation that was pleasure.
"What do you need?" Ricky asked, his voice a devil's whisper, egging on those monopolizing thoughts as the veins in his neck bulged from the heavenly sensation wrapping around him.
"I NEED YOUR F*CKING COCK!" Rachael screamed, actually cursing as she sought to break every she'd ever set, completely lost in Ricky's grasp.
*CLAP*
Her ass collided with his thighs, a spray of nectar following as her folds swallowed him whole in one swift motion.
It was her first time acting this way, training her body this way, subjecting herself to such sins, and yet, there was only one response
"AHHHHHH~" Rachael moaned out her response, releasing all the pent-up stress that had built up throughout her entire existence.
Everything that had chained her; her name, her purpose, her destiny, seemed to wash away with every release from her folds.
It was as if she were shedding her ugly skin before Ricky's eyes, her lust giving way to the beautiful woman she had always been meant to be.
It was then that she felt a sudden build-up in the pit of her stomach, draining all the pleasure that had been permeating her every nerve, as her eyes suddenly bulged open.
*CLAP*
Her waist instinctively slammed down, her movements more vicious than ever as she sought to hold onto this feeling, to be consumed by the pleasure.
Rachael's movements were fanatic, so intense that Ricky felt his own pleasure building, his balls tightening with each thrust.
Gritting his teeth, Ricky watched as Rachael, her face beet red and almost drooling, gazed down at him with heart-filled eyes, slamming her waist down once more.
It was then, as Rachael's waist slammed down on his cock once more, that she felt the sudden build-up begin to stir within her, her body instinctively rising.
"A-Ah-" Rachael's breath hitched as she felt the flower within her slowly bloom, only for Ricky's hands to suddenly grip her waist and slam her back down.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~" Rachael screeched, her moan maddening as her blooming climax was torn away by a tsunami of pleasure crashing down on her mind, straining her throat.
Her pussy seemingly cried out in joy, draining, releasing her nectar in a warm rush that cascaded around Ricky like a fountain as he gritted his teeth as his body responded, his cock madly twitched in response.
It was then that Rachale's teeth clenched, her body tensing as Ricky released his entire load,, the warmth of his cum filling her, surging deep inside her, swirling within her womb.
The heat of his cum and the overwhelming tide of her climax collided, sending Rachale into a shattered state, her body quaking as she arched her head back, surrendering to the intensity.
No sound escaped her lips, only shallow breaths as her lungs struggled to squish out the overwhelming demand, each inhale forced and shallow.
Rachale stood atop his cock like a statue, her body rigid from the wave of pleasure crashing and swirling within her, before she finally collapsed forward, undone by the intensity.
*HUFF*
*HUFF*
*HUFF*
Rachale's eyes were clouded with haze, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she collapsed against Ricky's chest, her lips barely grazing his pectoral in her exhausted state.
However, much like Ricky earlier, her world spun around her until she found herself gazing up at him, disoriented but tethered to the moment.
The flexibility she had bragged about earlier was now fully put to the test, her legs planted on either side of her body as Ricky's hold twisted her into a pretzel-like shape.
"Now, for round two," Ricky huffed, sobering up after being milked by Rachael of his drunkening and disordered state.
There was no need to hold back, no reason to go slow or feel out each other's hearts since it was obvious what they wanted, what they needed.
Their gazes remained locked, silently demanding a raw, skin slapping connection through the relentless ramming of their bodies, speaking louder than any heartfelt talk could.
Ricky wound his hips, his hands gripping her legs tighter, pressing them deeper into the sheets, before driving his entire body into the next powerful thrust.
"Haaaaaaaa~" Rachale squeaked out a long, drawn-out moan, her eyes shooting back at the feeling of her guts rearranging.
Her folds, already slick and trembling, seemed to cry out a wave of applause, enveloping him completely as she clenched around him in a grip that felt almost unbreakable.
The veins in Ricky's neck bulged as he felt her insides clasping around him, cuddling him in a veil of unbearable warmth, her body twitching and squeezing with each pulse.
It almost felt like a crime to pull out, even just a little, but his hips faltered, withdrawing in a rough, labored motion, aching to return to Rachale's tight embrace.
*Smack*
The bedframe crashed against the wall, punctuating each brutal thrust as Ricky started driving his hips into Rachael's with relentless force.
His grip on her waist was almost bruising, his fingers digging in as he pulled her against him, leaving no space between them as her head flew back, a loud, unabashed moan ripping from her throat, her voice filling the room as he stretched her with every inch, pushing deeper with each hard, demanding stroke.
Her body was forced open to him, soft and slick, her inner walls clinging and pulsing around every inch he drove into her.
Rachael felt every vein, every thick ridge, as he stretched her fully, filling her so completely that each thrust left her gasping, a raw moan tearing from her lips.
"Ahhh, Ricky!" Rachael cried out for him, her voice hoarse with need, her head arching back as her insides tightened around him.
The heat of her core radiated, an intense, velvety warmth that only seemed to draw him deeper.
Her muscles clenched involuntarily, holding her own ankles while her pussy clenched down in an almost desperate grip, as if her body wanted to consume him, to keep him locked inside her.
With each thrust, her walls spasmed, a wet, pulsing embrace that seemed to milk him, squeezing down each time he moved, each time he pushed harder into her.
"F*cking hell~" Ricky groaned, his own breath coming in ragged gasps as he felt her warmth continuously swallow him whole.
*SMACK*
"AHHHHHH~"
*SMACK*
"AHHHHHH~"
*SMACK*
"AHHHHHH~"
Ricky's body continuously came down again and again onto Rachael's twisted figure, slamming down his hips into her waist in a brutal fashion that forced a firm, resounding smack against her skin, sending a sharp, heated jolt through her body with a complimentary cry escaping her lips, raw and unfiltered,
Ricky's pace had grown out of control, almost crazed, with each thrust more demanding than the last, as if he was determined to push her beyond her limits, splintering the very bed beneath them, which creaked and groaned as though punished under their relentless collision.
His grip on her thighs tightened, the marks of his hold already showing while pulling her into each powerful stroke, the slap of their bodies echoing in the room, mingling with her breathless gasps and his low, guttural grunts.
Her entire body shuddered, her skin flushed and tingling, each rough thrust force f*cking her deeper into the mattress.
The bed frame trembled, the headboard rattling against the wall with every impact, as if it could barely hold up under the weight of their flesh slapping against each other.
"My god I can't-AHHHHH~" Rachael's tone came in a sharp, shallow gasp only to be stolen by a fervent moan.
Her words, her coherence, essentially stolen by the relentless force of his hips crashing against hers.
Rachael's body was slick with her own fluids at this point, brewing a concoction of her sweat mixed with Ricky's that coated her skin in an oily sheen, accentuating the curves of her figure.
However, Rachael didn't even notice the distinct sheen on her skin as her entire focus, her whole body, seemed to tremble in response, muscles tightening and clenching around him as if she were trying to hold onto the sensation, unwilling to let go of the deep, pulsing pleasure that consumed her.
Her thighs shook violently, her toes curling white next to her angushing moaning face as he angled his hips, striking a spot inside her that sent an electric jolt through her, making her cry out, her voice raw and breathless.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH~" Rachael cried out, her voice guttural as Ricky smashed into her special spot, driving her mind into a hazy, overwhelming state.
Ricky seemed lost in his own sensations, driving deeper in pursuit of his own pleasure, while Rachael was left trembling beneath him, suffocating in lust under all of it.
Every thrust seemingly drove deeper, her insides having no choice but to mold around him, stretching and yielding as he moved, each inch feeling like it was claiming her, filling her in ways that left her completely overwhelmed.
Her nails moved from clawing her ankles, raking across the bed, tearing into the sheets as her fingers dug into the mattress, desperately trying to anchor herself to something, anything, to withstand this crippling motions as she breathed out a hot breath.
The heat between them was unbearable, an intoxicating mix of pleasure and ache that built with each movement, her senses blurring as he took her further into that all-consuming rhythm.
She could feel his pulse, each throb pressing into her, igniting every nerve as he filled her completely, the slick warmth of her inner walls responding to his every thrust, gripping and pulsing around him as if she couldn't bear the thought of being empty.
Ricky's breaths were heavy, his grunts low and rough, each sound echoing through the room as he pushed her closer to the edge, his movements growing faster, more intense, his hands holding her tight as he drove deeper, harder, until every thought faded into the pure, raw sensation of him within her.
Rachael could only lay there, unmoving, letting him have all of her, her body soft and pliant beneath his as he lost himself in the rhythmic pounding of their bodies.
Ricky could feel the strain in his balls, the tightening before the explosion that would break through him.
Then with one more seismic slam, Ricky pushed everything he could into the last thrust before his ball erupted out a magma surge of cum into teh deepest regions within Rachale.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH~"Rachael's moan tore through her throat, squirting out her sweet honey ambrosia, a flood of warmth that seemed to cool the burning heat still swirling within her.
"Jesus god~" Ricky chuckled, delivering a small, deliberate thrust to push that last bit of release into Rachael, who was already filled to the brim.
Her belly, already swollen with his thick, milky release, stretched further as another surge filled her, pushing her to the brink.
Swirling within her womb in a maddening heat, Rachael was completely captivated by the sensation, laying there, unmoving, lost in the overwhelming warmth.
Rachael's body twitched uncontrollably, her mouth hanging open as strained breaths escaped, her vocal cords seemingly torn by the intensity as she was merely breathing.
It was as if the eruption of warmth and pleasure, crashing down on her mind, drove her into a state of shock, leaving her motionless.
Ricky's thumb pressed gently against her tongue, guiding it as he smiled wider, watching her drift deeper into the haze of her pleasure.
In a sense, if Ricky had been playing with her body before, now she was completely melted under his touch, utterly moldable to any movement and all interactions.
His cock hardened with each passing possibility, forcing Rachael's slumped posture straight as she was spin roasted onto her stomach.
Her body sprawled lazily across the bed as Ricky's hands gripped both of her soft, plump, round mounds of an ass, kneading them like dough before digging his nails into her flesh, pulling back slightly
Rachael felt her walls ache with need, twitching wildly at the sudden disruption of the natural order that had his cock filling her to the very brim as it slowly pulled away.
*CLAP*
"O-O-O-Oh~" Rachael gasped, her moan deep and guttural, her face pressed into the bed as a trail of drool slipped onto the covers.
Feeling her guts diverge once more as his movements ramped up, his cum still lingering in her womb, swirling with each force of his hips.
Her nails dug into the sheets as her skin slid across the dampened fabric, pushing and pulling in rhythm with each sensation.
The mixture of her and Ricky's fluids slicked her already oiled skin, heightening every touch and movement.
Suddenly, Ricky gripped her head, pressing her face down into the bed while lifting her hips with his other hand, suddenly slowly pulling himself out to heighten the anticipation.
Coated in her juices, Ricky's cock twitched with hunger, eager as he thrust back into her, feeling her body tense as her ass puckered in response.
*CLAP*
*CLAP*
*CLAP*
Rachael's ass continuously smashed into Ricky's waist, forcing out a rhythmic clap with every relentless thrust, his head tilting back as he released all his pent-up stress, pouring it all into her being.
Her muffled cries pressed into the mattress, filled with a near-agonizing intensity as each thrust shattered her body, driving her to the edge of control, leaving her mind utterly undone.
With each ruthless thrust, her pussy squealed out a flood of nectar that slickened the surroundings, saturating the air with a thick, intoxicating musk.
Their mingled scent filled the room to its brim, a raw and unbridled blend of their fluids grinding into one another until the substance permeated into air.
Ricky couldn't tell if it was the buzz from the hell wine or the intoxicating warmth of her wet, tight, sloppy body wrapped around him, but he felt like he was losing his mind.
He slicked back the loose strands of his hair before yanking her head up from the drool-soaked mattress, revealing Rachael's glazed expression to the world.
Rachael's eyes were rolled back, tongue extended and dripping with saliva, f*cked into a lost state while possessed in a pleasure-induced haze as she was completely puddy in Ricky's grasp, her body melting right into his hold.
*CLAP*
"HNNNNNNNNN~" Rachael moaned, struggling to even form a coherent moan after feeling another helping of Ricky's cock.
Ricky's hands slid from their previous positions, making their way up to her swaying, perky breasts as he grabbed two handfuls, jerking them around to his whim.
His tongue traced along her shoulder, savoring the salty warmth of her sweat before moving to her neck, where it seemed to settle comfortably.
Rachael's body flailed out any and all responses to Ricky's movements, her breathless moans escaping as she writhed, her form arching and flopping around with each motion.
In her haze, Rachael's eyes locked onto Ricky's neck, still carrying the lingering scent of Lilith as her gaze sharpened, turning yellow with intensity.
Almost instinctively, her mouth parted, revealing her canines as she bit down on the spot where Lilith had marked him, driven by a surge of spite, drawing blood.
Ricky didn't flinch as he simply chalked it up to some bizarre supernatural instinct and didn't mind, especially when it came from a stunning woman.
Rachael surrendered herself to Ricky, leaving everything in his hands as he gripped her tightly, feeling her body react.
Burying his face deeper into the curve of her neck, his movements grew more intense, each thrust fueled by a rising fervor.
Then with one, long drawn out motion, Ricky pulled the entire length of his coated cock before slamming everything he had back into Rachael.
It felt as though Ricky emptied every last drop within his balls, his cum exploding out into Rachael, pouring out a flood of his milky white batter as the overwhelmed room had no choice but to accept one final surge.
"God damn Rachael you're a f*cking animal-.......Rachael?" Ricky laughed out, trailing a small line of kisses across the hickies he himself formed only to notice something.
"Hey, Rachael." Ricky tapped her cheek, her body completely limp in his hold as her breath ragged spewed out.
"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to get some sleep-" Ricky, completely full of himself, felt the heavy weight of the Hell wine settle in, his mind clouded with fatigue as he plopped down with Rachael in toe.
Still inside of Rachael, they both fell asleep still lingering within one another as they both settled into a rhythmic breathing while dozing into a deep slumber.
*Ding*
*DING*
Ricky's mind stirred with a jarring echo, his eyes fluttering open in the stillness of midnight.
One eyelid lifted sluggishly, his gaze bleary and unfocused, as if caught between sleep and wakefulness.
His head throbbed, the remnants of hell wine splitting through his skull as it wasn't unbearable, nothing to die over, but the ache gnawed at his brain.
Groaning softly, he sat up, his gaze dropping downward as the world wavered slightly around him.
Flattened beneath him was Rachael, completely passed out, her hair fanned out of her face like a tangled halo.
Ricky groaned, rubbing his face with one hand before casting a weary glance down at her motionless form.
"Damn, I'm still hard?" Ricky thought groggily, his exhaustion mingling with a flicker of disbelief.
His gaze drifted downward, catching sight of his cock still buried deep within Rachael's folds and with a weary sigh, he began to slowly pull out, his movements careful and deliberate.
A faint, tired moan escaped Rachael's parted lips as his cock slipped free with a soft pop and moments later, his cum followed, spilling out and pooling beneath her in a slow, stream.
"Man, I gotta take a piss." Ricky muttered to himself, rubbing his nose with a tired hand.
But he lingered for a moment, his eyes drifting over the scene before him, a fleeting appreciation flickering through his haze and then, he turned and made his way toward the bathroom.
Spotting the toilet, Ricky glanced down at his persistent erection and frowned, muttering a curse under his breath.
Ricky adjusted into an awkward stance, angling himself as he began to release the floodgates.
As the steady stream hit the bowl, he exhaled in relief, but his reprieve was short-lived.
The dull thrum of notifications tugged at his attention, each chime pounding in rhythm with his lingering headache.
Groaning, his gaze finally drifted up toward the glowing screen, its light adding to the ache behind his eyes.
[Mission Received: Rachael Van Helsing]
Difficulty: Hell
Character Sheet: A
Description: Rachael is a cold and heartless person who in more closed off than anyone you've met before, opening her legs could actually be easier then opening her heart as she is that hateful of the world
Objective: Good luck.
Reward: 300,000 IP
Main Mission:
Impregnante Once: 500 Gacha or Rachael Van Helsing Powers
Rewards:
Impregnate Twice:
Rewards: ?????????
Additional Missions:
Have Rachael open her heart and bear her soul to you while in the process of baby making
Rewards: Legendary Coupons x 3 (Complete)
F*ck Rachael into a completely unconscious state
Rewards: Epic Item Coupons x 10 (Complete)
Finish simultaneously with Rachael on her first ever time
Rewards: Legendary Weapon Coupon (Complete)
Bonus Missions:
Cum inside Rachael's pussy three times in a row
100,000 IP (Complete)
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Permanently alter Rachael's pussy (Complete)
Rewards: Legendary Weapon Rank Up Coupon
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'Receive Rachael's powers and everything that comes with it.' Ricky motioned his hands, receiving all the coupons and Rachael's innate powers.
Received:
Legendary Weapon Rank Up Coupon
400,000 IP
Legendary Weapon Coupon
Legendary Coupons x 3:
Epic Item Coupons x 10
Rachael Van Helsing Magical Powers:
+25 Mana
(INNATE) Holy Werewolf Form: This innate magic allows the user to transform into a Holy Werewolf, a magnificent blend of ethereal holiness and primal power. The transformation starts with a blinding white light enveloping the body, searing away impurities and filling the air with a sense of purity. The user's muscles expand, their physique becoming more imposing and powerful.
Warning: The user can only use magic to either strengthen, prolong, or dispel this form.
Ricky's heart pounded violently, a surge of magical energy coursing through him like an overwhelming adrenaline rush.
It burned hot and intense, a sensation that threatened to consume him before gradually ebbing away, leaving his chest heaving.
Ricky's mind remained fixated on the 'Legendary Weapon Rank-Up Coupon', a rare treasure capable of elevating any legendary weapon to the unparalleled mythic tier.
Without hesitation, Ricky extended his hand, black flames swirling within his palm before summoning his newly-consumed Solar Flare Bow.
Holding the bow steady, he pressed the coupon against its surface, anticipation crackling in the air like static.
[Error: The Infernal Sun Flare Bow of Eternal Hunger is classified as a skill due to its consumption]
[Error: The Infernal Sun Flare Bow of Eternal Hunger is classified as a skill due to its consumption]
[Error: The Infernal Sun Flare Bow of Eternal Hunger is classified as a skill due to its consumption]
Frustrated by the persistent system notification, Ricky repeated the process twice more to be certain before clicking his tongue in irritation, he dismissed the bow with a sharp gesture.
"That's f*cking gay." Ricky cursed inwardly, staring at the rank-up coupon with a deep frown before exhaling in frustration.
"You know what, who cares? Just upgrade the Legendary Weapon Coupon to a Mythic Coupon." Ricky thought, deciding it was better to leave it up to chance.
Moments later, his golden ticket shimmered, transforming into an ethereal glow that danced like the northern lights.
'Alright, now open all the tickets and consume Holy Werewolf Form.'
DING
Mythic Weapon: Chastiefol (Mastery: 0%)
Forms and Abilities:
First Form 0%: Spirit Spear - The primary form of Chastiefol is a massive, golden spear. It is incredibly durable and can extend and contract at will, making it perfect for both offense and defense. The spear can also release powerful energy blasts.
Second Form 20%: Guardian - In this form, Chastiefol transforms into a large stuffed bear. The Guardian is extremely durable and can protect its allies by shielding them from attacks or by acting as a powerful melee combatant.
Third Form 40%: Fossilization - Chastiefol can turn into a small, dagger-like weapon that petrifies anything it cuts. This form is useful for immobilizing enemies.
Fourth Form 50%: Sunflower - This form allows Chastiefol to transform into a giant, sunflower-like structure that can shoot out devastating energy beams, capable of destroying multiple targets at once.
Fifth Form 60%: Increase - Chastiefol can split into multiple smaller spears, each of which can attack independently. This form is ideal for overwhelming opponents with a barrage of attacks from various angles.
Sixth Form 70%: Chastiefol can turn into powerful, animated roots that burst from the ground to capture and restrain enemies. These roots can also be used to immobilize large groups or create barriers to control the battlefield.
Seventh Form: Luminosity 80%: This form transforms Chastiefol into a glowing orb that emits a bright light. It can be used to blind enemies or illuminate dark areas.
Eighth Form: Pollen Garden 90%: Chastiefol transforms into a barrier of flowers that can heal the user and his allies by emitting restorative pollen. It provides both protection and recovery.
True Spirit Spear Chastiefol 100%: The ultimate form of Chastiefol, combining all its previous forms and unleashing its full power. In this form, it can harness immense magical energy, greatly enhancing the users combat abilities.
(Legendary Item) Legendary Rank Up Coupon: Allows for any item to be ranked up into a Mythic Level.
(Legendary Item) Broken Stand Arrow: If the person has a strong enough mental fighting spirit, they will gain a stand but it will be watered down significantly, if they don't meet the criteria to become a stand user, they will die.
(Legendary Skill) Toxic Immunity: Grants the user complete immunity to all forms of toxins, poisons, and harmful substances at a legendary level. This skill goes beyond simple resistance, rendering the user entirely unaffected by any chemical, biological, or magical toxins classified as legendary. The only exceptions to this immunity are poisons or toxins of god-tier power, which are the sole substances capable of affecting the user.
(Epic Item) Senzu Beans x 10: Senzu Beans are magical beans with extraordinary healing properties. They are small, round beans that can heal injuries, cure illnesses, and restore the consumer's energy completely. One bean is typically enough to heal a person from near-death injuries and restore them to full health.
However, Ricky couldn't focus or for that matter, he wasn't even aware of what he received as his body trembled uncontrollably as he slowly sank to the floor, every muscle spasming violently.
[Warning: Vampiric Terror is interrupting the consumption of Holy Werewolf Form.]
[Warning: Both forms are devouring one another for complete dominance-]
[WARNING: FORMS ARE FORCEFULLY MERGING IN THE PURSUIT OF CONSUMPTION-]
[WARNING-]
Cough
Ricky's body spasmed violently as the first wave of transformation hit, a guttural cough ripping from his throat as a viscous, black blood surged up from his lungs.
His veins, once full of life, began to twist and contort, their once-healthy color draining into an abyssal void.
The darkened blood surged through them, spreading to his face, where his eyes began to change.
They no longer held the faint trace of humanity, but instead, the whites of his eyes turned a sickening, opaque black.
His pupils slithered into the inky abyss, the veins under his skin pulsing with a sickly, otherworldly light as if the very life force in his body was being drawn into the void.
Ricky's body contorted with unnatural force as his bones began to crack and break, snapping under pressure.
The sound was sickening, like the crumbling of dry wood, yet far more jagged and brutal.
His ribcage shattered, pieces of bone ripping through his skin, only for the flesh to quickly stretch and reform, compensating for the rapid and violent changes.
His spine arched, twisting with a painful crack as it lengthened and thickened, forcing his entire frame to shift into something far larger, more monstrous.
His skin, once soft and human, stretched painfully across his newly reforming body.
With every inch of his body reshaping, patches of dark, coarse fur began to grow, sprouting from beneath the ripped flesh, its blackness mingling with the spreading tendrils of void that wormed under his skin.
His chest heaved as the transformation reached his face, the skin tearing around his mouth as his teeth began to elongate.
His teeth morphed first, then his canines, each one growing sharper, more pointed, until they were the elongated fangs of a vampire, capable of rendering through flesh and bone with ease.
His claws followed, grotesque, jagged talons pushing through his fingers as they thickened and darkened with power.
They gleamed with a black sheen, each one long and capable of tearing through anything in their path.
The transformation didn't stop there as his muscles swelled, his body warping into a grotesque hybrid of wolf and vampire.
Ricky's posture hunched over as fur sprouted along his back and arms, thick and wiry, growing into patches of fur that seemed to shimmer unnaturally under the faintest light.
Huff
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Ricky's form towered over his previous one, his head touching hte high ceiling as his void black eyes gazed down at the abomnation staring him back in the mirror.
It was only then did the system display the gorutque form that was now added to his arsenal.
Dreadfiend Form: The user undergoes a terrifying and unnatural transformation, the forced consumption of Vampiric Terror had forcibly combined with the user's Holy Werewolf to realize this nightmarish entity.
Powers and Abilities:
1. Dreadfiend Physique: The user's body undergoes a horrific transformation each time they shift into this form, their muscles expanding and their form becoming a towering, monstrous version of both a vampire and a werewolf. With this form; their speed, strength, and agility are greatly enhanced, making them a nearly unstoppable force of nature. The user's senses are heightened to an inhuman degree. They can track prey by scent, hear heartbeats from miles away, and detect the faintest vibrations of life.
2. Blood-Drain Claws & Fangs: The user's claws and fangs are not only weapons but also tools for survival. Each slash or bite drains life energy from their victim, healing the user and replenishing their strength. This blood-draining process sustains the transformation, allowing it to last longer as the user feeds. Each victim drained gives them greater power and prolongs their monstrous form, but the hunger grows with every passing moment.
3. Corrupted Holy Radiance:This corrupted radiance amplifies the user's physical strength for a short period of time, granting them terrifying force in every strike. The radiance forms a protective aura, bolstering their resilience against dark magic and necromantic forces, yet this holy energy is far from cleansing. Instead, it corrupts all it touches, turning once-pure light into an unsettling, oppressive force that saps the vitality of nearby foes.
4. Predator's Reflexes & Primal Instincts: The user moves with impossible speed, reacting to incoming threats in an instant. Their reflexes are instinctual, honed by both the vampiric thirst for blood and the feral nature of a werewolf. They can dodge, counter, and outmaneuver most attacks with ease, striking first with an unthinking, predatory hunger that knows no mercy.
5. Sacrificial Aura of Hunger: The user's very presence brings fear and an insatiable hunger. Anyone in close proximity to the abomination feels an overwhelming sense of dread, their bodies instinctively shying away from the user's blood-draining aura. This aura also slowly saps the strength of those around them regardless of ally or enemy, feeding the abomination's powers and making them even more lethal. This aura can be controlled to either heal the user or sap the strength from others, but overuse can leave the user in a weakened state.
Weaknesses:
1. Magic Suppression: While in this Dreadfiend Form, the abomination cannot use magic. All magical powers are suppressed, forcing the user to rely entirely on physical strength and vampiric instincts. No spells, no incantations, just raw, brutal power.
The form before him was far from what could be considered beautiful as Ricky simply stared at his transformed claws, before his body slowly began to revert back to its original shape.
He stood still, caught in a trance, trying to comprehend the monstrosity he had transformed into.
It wasn't just unsettling, it was something a schizophrenic patient might scrawl in their own blood after a nightmarish vision.
But Ricky's eyes didn't flicker with fear but they sharpened, cold determination settling in as he clenched his fist.
There was a clear price to pay for power, and if it meant becoming this abomination, he didn't mind as more power was worth any cost.
'Let's just put that internal crisis to the side, cause I wanna see my stuff.' Ricky muttered, pushing aside any lingering thoughts about his transformed state.
Ricky refocused, turning his attention to everything he had received, his eyebrow arching in surprise as he examined the results.
Ricky's eyes locked onto his new weapon, his interest piqued and after reading that he could control it with his mind, he was certain it would become an invaluable tool in his arsenal.
'That's badass.' Ricky thought before raising another eyebrow, seeing that he needed to connect with the weapon in order to use all of its ability rather than having it handed to him.
Ricky's eyes scanned the others, especially the senzu beans, until his eyes always returned to the Broken Stand arrow.
He stared at the broken legendary item in his hands, then glanced over his other possessions.
None of them really needed upgrades, except for his storage, though, even at its current level, it functioned like a warehouse, regardless of whether it was mythic or not.
The thought of having a complete set, however, piqued his curiosity enough to really just throw caution to the wind.
'Use the coupon to level up the stand arrow.'
DING
(Mythic Item) Stand Arrow: If the person has a strong enough mental fighting spirit, they will gain a complete stand customized to them, if they don't meet the criteria to become a stand user, they will die.
He examined the golden figure closely, its luminescent shine catching the light as he inspected every detail but as he scrutinized the arrow further, his expression shifted into a frown.
'What do I do with it? Ricky thought, holding the item in his hand, waiting for something to happen but when nothing did, an idea suddenly struck him.
'Wait, do I like, impale myself with it?' Ricky thought, tilting his head to the side before opting for the safer, non-suicidal action.
With a quick motion, he nicked his finger, curious to see if that would trigger a reaction.
"Ha~" Ricky exhaled sharply, the breath so cold it caused the mirror in front of him to fog as he fell to his knees as the arrow's power seeped into his body.
'Why? Why does it always hurt like a motherf-ARGH!' Ricky thought, hsi internal words burning through his mind, only for him to cut himself off with a pained, cynical laugh as his head jerked upward suddenly, his focus snapping back into place.
The veins around him pulsed, his body wracked with a pain unlike anything he had ever felt before as it was as though every inch of him was being torn apart.
"It's like a whole new painful experience, completely different from the others~" Ricky muttered to himself, feeling as though he was trying to pitch a product that was only marginally better than the competition.
It was a weak attempt to stifle his groans with muffled laughter, but it wasn't working as well as he'd hoped, especially since his face was flushed bright red from the effort.
But just as he was about to collapse, Ricky planted a hand firmly in front of him, a silent declaration that he wasn't going to succumb to a mere arrow.
'I killed Dracula, I literally refuse to have 'killed by a random arrow' on my goddamn headstone!' Ricky yelled, hitting his fist into the floor as cracks spiraled out from the impact zone.
DING
(Mythic Stand Skill) Shadow Broker:
Appearance: Shadow Broker takes the form of a sleek, dark figure with an almost business-like attire. Black suit and tie with a long coat that seems to merge into shadows. Its features are sharp and angular, giving it a menacing, yet sophisticated appearance. Its eyes glow with a piercing red light, and it carries an aura of authority and control. The user is also the only one who can see it's stand unless another being with a stand is born into your world.
Abilities:
1. Negotiation Manipulation - Shadow Broker can influence and manipulate the outcomes of negotiations or deals. By simply being present, it can alter the perceptions and decisions of those involved, subtly guiding them towards outcomes favorable towards the user.
2. Shadow Manipulation - The Stand can control and merge with shadows, allowing it to move undetected and strike from unexpected angles. It can also create shadow constructs for both offense and defense, such as weapons or barriers.
3. Information Extraction - Shadow Broker can extract secrets or hidden information from individuals by touching them or being in close proximity.
4. Subtle Influence - The Stand can subtly influence people's emotions and actions, creating a sense of unease or suspicion in targets, making them more likely to act in ways that benefit the user's plans.
5. Illusionary Distortion - It can create realistic illusions or distortions out of shadows within the environment, making enemies see or believe things that aren't true.
6. Temporal Manipulation - At a higher level, Shadow Broker can momentarily distort probability within a localized area, allowing Ricky to manipulate brief moments of luck or avoid immediate danger.
Weaknesses:
Light Sensitivity: Excessive light can weaken Shadow Broker's shadow manipulation abilities, making it less effective in well-lit environments.
Emotional Disruption: Strong, conflicting emotions from Ricky can interfere with the Stand's influence and manipulation abilities, making it harder for it to maintain control over targets.
'What the f*ck-JESUS!' Ricky rubbed his head before looking to the side, seeing a figure hovering behind him without a face.
The figure's attire was unmistakably that of a mobster; sharp suit, briefcase in hand, and a hat perched atop its head.
Yet its face was shrouded in darkness, with only two gleaming red eyes piercing through the void.
Ricky watched as the figure's body seemed to radiate a translucent, black void, an unsettling presence that felt like it was peering into the depths of his soul.
Despite the overwhelming sensation, Ricky couldn't help but reach out, his hand inching toward the mysterious figure.
'Raise your right arm.' Ricky thought, his command clear as the figure obeyed, lifting its right arm, which gripped a briefcase adorned with a gun emblem.
'This is so freaky.' Ricky muttered, standing up as he stared at his new skill, which had seemingly manifested into something real as he was a bit taken aback by the suddenness of it all.
Ricky read through the skill's details, surprised by what it was capable of and tentatively, he poked at it once more, and to his surprise, he could actually touch it now.
'This is really freaky.' Ricky thought, looking around for a bit before raising an eyebrow.
'Get into my shadow.' Ricky commanded, and the figure obeyed, fading seamlessly into the darkness at his feet.
Ricky stared, surprised by how effortlessly it vanished into the shadow, even though he could only see it, he felt weird to have it just hovering next to him at all times.
'Now come back out.'
'Now go back in.'
'Oh, this is so cool.' Ricky thought, laughing to himself while commanding the stand to literally appear and disappear.
'Alright, alright, focus up.' Ricky told himself, looking back over to the system panel and scrollign through it.
"Now, for the shop," Ricky muttered, rubbing his hands together in anticipation.
'Come on baby, give me something good.' Ricky urged the system as he refreshed the shop window, watching as the items appeared before him, ready for the taking.
[SHOP]
IP: 935,000
Refreshable Items:
Wild Scent: 25,000 Impregnation Points
Description: Makes the user's scent spark wild thoughts within women that they usually tuck away in their subconscious.
Silken Voice: 50,000 Impregnation Points
Description: The user's voice has a mesmerizing quality, making their words feel deeply intimate and persuasive.
Effect: This effect has double the effect of partners of the user who already feel a connection with them which can heighten arousal, create a deep emotional connection, or soothe their partner.
Memory Imprint: 500,000 Impregnation Points
Description: The user can leave a lasting, vivid memory of an intimate encounter, allowing their partner to recall it with intense clarity.
Effect: This makes the experience unforgettable, allowing the memory to bring pleasure long after the moment has passed.
{Refresh Available in 147:56:12}
Daily Item:
Love Tonic: 10,000 Impregnation Points
Description: Get's anyone who drinks it into the food to get nasty.
Weekly Item:
Aura of Comfort: 50,000 Impregnation Points
Description: The character can emit an aura that makes others feel safe, relaxed, and open to exploration.
Effect: This power is useful for helping their partner feel comfortable and secure, allowing them to fully enjoy the experience.
Monthly Item:
Charming Eyes: 300,000 Impregnation Points
Description: The character's gaze can mesmerize or enchant their partner, creating a deep, almost hypnotic connection.
Effect: This power can draw a partner in, making them more receptive to advances or simply intensifying the connection through eye contact.
Staring at the items before him, Ricky dropped to his knees, the bathroom light casting a radiant glow on the system and its shop as he was left speechless.
For the first time in three years, the shop, the one that had constantly given him trash with only rare exceptions, was offering him gold.
It felt as though skills were raining down from the skies, an overwhelming bounty that he could hardly believe was real.
"Hallelujah." Ricky couldn't believe it but did anyways as in a matter of seconds, he bought everything the shop had to offer, his fingers flying across the screen.
The only item left was the love tonic, still sitting untouched at the shop, all lonely and feeling left out.
DING
Received:
Wild Scent: Makes the user's scent spark wild thoughts within women that they usually tuck away in their subconscious.
Silken Voice: The user's voice has a mesmerizing quality, making their words feel deeply intimate and persuasive.
Effect: This effect has double the effect of partners of the user who already feel a connection with them which can heighten arousal, create a deep emotional connection, or soothe their partner.
Memory Imprint: The user can leave a lasting, vivid memory of an intimate encounter, allowing their partner to recall it with intense clarity.
Effect: This makes the experience unforgettable, allowing the memory to bring pleasure long after the moment has passed.
Aura of Comfort: The character can emit an aura that makes others feel safe, relaxed, and open to exploration.
Effect: This power is useful for helping their partner feel comfortable and secure, allowing them to fully enjoy the experience.
Charming Eyes: The character's gaze can mesmerize or enchant their partner, creating a deep, almost hypnotic connection.
Effect: This power can draw a partner in, making them more receptive to advances or simply intensifying the connection through eye contact.
'Jesus Christ, how could anyone not call me a Casanova after this? I mean, come on.' Ricky glanced at himself in the mirror, almost pleading with his reflection as he made a cross-like gesture, as if blessing all the future mothers out there.
'Call me fertilizer, 'cause I make that grass grow-no, that's not good.' Ricky muttered to himself, shaking his head as he dismissed the thought.
'Call the fertility doctor-wait stop. The fertility doctor, really Ricky?' Ricky thought looking at his reflection as if it was to blame for these poor one-liners.
'Man, I really need to get my game together.' Ricky shook his head, making a mental note to really rehabilitate his pick-up and one-liners for the future.
"Now, let's get back." Ricky walked out of the bathroom and slid back under the covers, spooning up against Rachael as she instinctively smiled, settling into the warmth.
Stroking Rachael's hair gently, Ricky gradually drifted off to sleep, his sore muscles slowly healing.
As he rested, Shadow Broker remained in the shadows, silently watching over him, guarding its user with unwavering vigilance.
Next morning,
Ricky's eyes slowly flickered open, his hand instinctively rubbing them as he sat up as he rubbed his nose, letting out a heavy sigh as he took in his surroundings.
SIGH
"And of course you're gone." Ricky muttered, shaking his head as he scratched his hair, stray strands falling before he smoothed them back into place.
Instead of waking up to the warmth of a naked woman cuddled at his side, he was met with an empty bed and a single letter resting on the nightstand.
Ricky rolled over to grab the letter, then shifted back to his previous position and with a sigh, he opened it, noticing his name, 'Ricky' elegantly inscribed on the front.
Dear Ricky,
I'm sorry but I'm a leaf; the season of my life has changed. Although I'll cherish everything you, not only did for me, but for my family. I'm tired. Your life is one that will be filled with suspenseful and action-filled ups and downs, I can tell. The way you attract situations is something I never expected, and while I've grown to admire your strength and resilience, I find myself longing for a simpler path like what my grandfather always desired.
You've always had a way of drawing chaos and challenge into your orbit, and it's been incredible to witness everything you've gone through to get to this very point in your life. Yet, as much as I admire your journey, our journey, I must admit that it's not a path I can continue to walk with you. My heart tells me that I need to find my own way, away from the whirlwind of your world.
Please understand that this isn't about anything you did or didn't do. This is all my fault. It's about me needing to take a step back and find peace in a quieter place before truly understanding what it is I want out of my life. I hope you can respect my decision and know that my feelings for you and my gratitude will always remain.
I wish you the very best in everything that lay ahead. May you find the strength to navigate your path with the same bravery you've always shown.
Take care,
Rachael Van Helsing
Closing the letter, Ricky fell back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling for what felt like an eternity, torn between emotions.
Rachael had always been distant, cold even, and just as she finally began to let her guard down, she was gone.
Ricky hadn't even had the chance to truly understand her, to get close, because she had always kept him at arm's length.
And the moment she started to pull him in, she vanished without a trace.
Sigh
"Women." Ricky sighed again, shrugging it off since Rachael seemed responsible enough as he rolled out of bed, quickly tossing on his clothes.
To Ricky, trying to understand a woman's mind was like getting a Rubik's cube with no colors, just gray, and being told to solve it, even though you're sure it's already fixed but go along with it anyway.
Then, when you think you've cracked it, you spend so much time twisting and turning it that everyone around you thinks it's solved, only for them to find something wrong with it at the last minute.
'It's not like this is goodbye, I'll find her.' Ricky thought, convinced that with his luck, he'd either run into Rachael again or show up at the random hospital when the kid was born, demanding to see him.
Ricky was more than willing to go with the flow on this one and wasn't in any rush as he decided to respect her space for the time being, figuring things would work out eventually.
Author's Note: I know its kinda of a short chapter considering the input of the story and dialouge but I just kinda want some feedback related to the stand and the power ups. Like wondering if it's too much cause I kinda wanted to make my own stand and really give it twist that suits Ricky's whole thing since stands really compliment their users. Also what your guy's opinion's on anime type weapons, like is it too far, what do you I wanna know? Also I know it can be random sometime but I am sort of forming a set path and would like your feedback onto how to make it less random.
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