Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

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Before proceeding, it seemed prudent to seek advice and guidance. "E@#₹&@#!" I called out, and suddenly, tseemed to freeze as a petite and adorable blonde goddess materialized beside me.

"The goddess of erotic games, E@#₹&@#, appears!" E@#₹&@# announced, her voice filled with mischief and playfulness.

"How can I return the expelled pussy?" I asked, desperation creeping into my voice.

E@#₹&@#'s response was far from conventional. "It's quite simple. Spread the heroine pussy on your cock like a condom, then insert it into a pussy and rub it!" she exclaimed with a mischievous grin.

"What's so simple about that?!" I retorted, shocked by her audacious suggestion.

Frustration welled up within me, and I couldn't help but grab E@#₹&@#'s cheeks on both sides, stretching them as I spoke sternly, "Is there no other way?"

E@#₹&@# winced in discomfort, her voice strained. "Uhhhhhhhh! No, there isn't...! Really, there isn't...!"

The revelation hithard. The only solution to the problem was perverted sex? It was distressing to contemplate.

"Do you wantto fuck Marilyn?" I asked, my voice laced with unease and reluctance.

E@#₹&@#, with an almost perverse glee, responded, "Being with Lucas guarantees happiness for the heroine, doesn't it?! Enjoy it more like an erotic game!"

"It's too intense!" I protested, unwilling to treat the heroine's intimate parts so callously.

"I didn't mean to imply that you should exploit the heroine's intimate area! I was just pointing out that you managed to avoid it going viral!" E@#₹&@# retorted, her tone slightly defensive. "That wasn't bad at all."

"It was bad enough, okay?" I muttered, feeling a pang of guilt for even considering such actions.

E@#₹&@#, in a display of childlike frustration, lay down on the floor and began to throw a tantrum. "Aah~ Please, let's have skinky sex~~! Pueeng~!"

"Don't make a fuss over that...!" I sighed, exasperated by E@#₹&@#'s antics.

But deep down, I knew I couldn't leave things as they were. I had to find a way to make amends. However, there was a reason for my hesitation.

"Right now, I'm afraid that I'll use this situation as an excuse and fuck Marilyn without feeling any guilt. That's what I don't like," I confessed, my voice tinged with self-awareness.

E@#₹&@#, seemingly impressed, exclaimed, "...Wow. You're really kind! The true protagonist of a pure love story!"

"I'm just a rational person, alright?!" I retorted, feeling the weight of the situation bearing down on me.

Yet, I couldn't deny thatI couldn't keep stubbornly insisting on an approach that went against the suggestions of the game. As much as I disliked it, I needed to consider alternative options.

E@#₹&@#, who had approached silently, wore a grave expression as she addressed me.

"Lucas, can you bear the thought of the heroine dating another insignificant man?"

I hesitated for a moment, contemplating her question. It was true that I had developed a possessive mindset towards the heroines, considering them as mine. However, deep down, I knew that this possessiveness was flawed. Each person had the right to make their own choices in love, and it was not up toto dictate their happiness.

"Well..." I began, grappling with conflicting emotions. "While it is important for the heroine to find her own happiness, I believe that they are truly happiest when they are by the protagonist's side. Whenever a heroine is not chosen by me, they becunhappy."

E@#₹&@#, seemingly unperturbed, challenged my certainty. "You can't be so certain about that."

I paused, reflecting on her words. She was right. I couldn't claim to know with absolute certainty what would bring happiness to each individual heroine. That realization hithard, and I recalled the encounter I had with the devilish merchant, who had tested my resolve.

E@#₹&@#, with her voyeuristic nature and deep understanding of my psyche, seemed to perceive my internal struggles. "With your abilities, you believed that you could make multiple heroines happy simultaneously, didn't you?"

A wave of guilt washed overas her words struck a chord. In the realm of this game, where constraints like money and reality were absent, I had allowed myself to indulge in fantasies of living a life of luxury and romantic conquests. It was a desire that I had never experienced before, and it troubled me.

"So, in a way, Marilyn dating someone else might be for the best," E@#₹&@# continued, her voice filled with a mix of mischief and genuine concern. "By skipping all the trivialities, she can be by your side, receiving your love. It may be premature, but I find that appealing as well. Now, please make the heroine happy."

Her words resonated with me, and I couldn't help but acknowledge the underlying truth within them. Perhaps it was tforto let go of my possessiveness and allow the heroines to find their own paths to happiness. It was a difficult revelation to accept, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

"Fine," I replied, determination seeping into my voice. "But not for the reasons you think. I won't engage in such acts to save Marilyn or any other heroine. I refuse to adopt the villainous route. Instead, I'll do this for myself."

E@#₹&@#, taken aback by my response, couldn't contain her excitement. "Lucas, you're incredible! So cool! Your unwavering devotion to pure love is truly insane!"

Her enthusiasm overwhelmed me, and I felt a slight dizziness from the intensity of her emotions.

Despite my decision, I couldn't forget the student council president, Kyelli, who awaited outside, trusting in me. I couldn't let her down. I had to execute my plan flawlessly, even if it meant briefly embracing the role of the despicable Sex bitch Man.

(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the I won't mind if you send more stones, and plz don't forget the gifts.)

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