Surpise Motherfucking Chapter!!!

BTW holy hell, Azalon is currently 2nd place on Top weekly fictions :O wow.

Anyways, this is the last Chapter of Volume 2!

Hope you enjoy!

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Chapter 32: Breaking Point

Just what did he do wrong to deserve that kind of treatment?

He was always nice to her, treated her fair and politely.

Makoto had only known her for a short while but how could someone do something like that?

Hurt someone in such a cruel way and for what?

To get a kick out of it?

Because she thought the way he responded was 'cute'?

Hatred started to fester inside of him, deep and searing hatred.

With a blinding light Makoto arrived inside the Inn, his hands clenched to fists while the red light from his eyes illuminated the entire room.

The Innkeeper was about to say something when he saw his face and immediately shut his mouth while visibly going pale.

Without even giving as much as a short glance to the man, Makoto left the Inn, his destination was the Labyrinth.

He wanted to kill everyone around him, seeing a smiling kid made him want to strangle the life out of it, hearing the laughter of a woman that ran a stand made him want to burn down her home and lock her inside of it.

Murderous thoughts coursed through him together with the pain of betrayal, the pain of being made a fool by the person he loved.

The killing intent he was giving off had to be quite incredible because all around him people stopped dead in their tracks when he walked past them, frozen in fear.

No one dared to come near him as they all felt the danger that came with it, for the first time since entering Elisante he had enough free room while walking through the busy streets to even stretch out his arms without having to worry about bumping into someone.

His mind was clouded, filled with so many things at once that he did not even remember how he finally reached the Labyrinth.

Before going down the stairs a new system message surprised him.

For your outstanding desire to kill everything around you and your incredible emotional struggle you have unlocked a new Skill!

Realm of Madness:True terror is not the predictable evil but the unpredictable that will haunt you forever.

Madness is a murderer's best tool.Skill Type:passiveSkill Level1 (43%)Skill Effect:All projectile based attacks aimed at you will be slowed by 5%.Additional Effect:+7% Resistance to 'Fear' and 'Illusion' status effects.

He read through it once and dismissed the window right away.

The thought if it was useful or not had no chance of even entering his mind as constant turmoil and hatred roamed free inside of him, making it impossible for him to even think about such trivial things like a new Skill.

Heading down into the Labyrinth, his hands were shaking and he encountered a few players on the way, all of which took a big step to the side after seeing him.

Makoto's face was a mask of rage and hatred, the beast inside of him so very close to breaking free, biting and chewing against the bars he had put in place a long time ago.

After entering the first floor and seeing a 'Labyrinth Boar' as his first enemy, he could feel his control slipping away, his actual consciousness tumbled into a deep and dark corner of his mind as the 'Beast' finally broke free.

It felt good, losing himself in all of this hatred and rage, forgetting the pain and misery that started it all.

It was easier to let himself fall for this rage than face his own pain or feelings.

When he came back to his senses his hands and arms were drenched into a deep red.

All around him lay bodies of different kinds of monsters, starting to disintegrate in a cloud of particles already but he could view them long enough to know just what kind of carnage he had carried out.

Only a glimpse at this 'work of art' he had created with so many monsters was enough to make him retch in disgust for the first time inside Azalon.

It was too much, knowing that these mobs had to be alive while he practically turned them inside out, revealing stinking and still warm intestines... it was just too much.

Emptying his normally robust stomach for the first time inside the game, Makoto dragged himself away from his current location.

Every single corner and bend he turned towards showed the same pitcure as the color red stained the ground and walls.

For the first time he actually started to wonder just how long he had been in this state of mind, this endless rage of his.

Not surprised at all he noticed that he was now level 21, close to 22.

A quick look in the menu revealed that nearly 8 hours had passed inside the game.

His entire Mana pool was dry, he had blown every single Ability and cooldown he had, even the 'Willpower' stat option which he had not used inside the Tournament as he had still been waiting for a good moment to use it was now unavailable.

During these 8 hours, Makoto apparently used everything at his disposal, even a few items from his Inventory had been consumed or were missing.

Just how in the world the 'Beast' had managed to level him once and bring him close to the next level in only 8 hours was beyond him.

Stopping before another dead end inside the first floor he stared at this obstacle before him.

Vivid images of Veronica and the scene in the Cafeteria played out in his mind, haunting him unceasingly, unwilling to let him be and lighting the extinguished flame that was his anger inside of him again.

Grinding his teeth and wielding his sword with both hands, Makoto struck the brick wall before him with a shout.

"Fucking bitch!"

Screaming the same thing over and over again he slammed his sword against the stone wall, chipping the sharp blade many times as its Durability drastically decreased.

Running close to the wall he let his blade carve deep into the stone alongside it, leaving a disgusting gash in the solid brick wall.

Continuing like this for a good bit while running back the way he came from, Makoto's sword suddenly got repelled by something a lot harder than normal brick.

Confused and a bit surprised, Makoto followed the crater inside the wall behind him with his eyes until it suddenly stopped at an inconspicuous brick.

All his rage and anger forgotten for now, he stepped closer and examined this strange object.

Unable to help himself, he put a hand on the tile and with a soft shove, the entire rectangle disappeared deep into the wall.

With the grinding of ancient gears and solid rock sliding over stone, a part of the wall before him sank into the ground, revealing a small passage that was decorated with expensive looking ornaments and figurines.

Why or how this strange place even existed was beyond Makoto but all he knew was that he had never heard about hidden walls or secret passages in the Labyrinth before, the gamer inside of him awoke, eager to follow this path to its end and possibly find great treasure.

Shoving aside his grieve and anger for the time being, he decided to venture down the well lit hallway.

More and more riches decorated the surrounding walls, the floor and stone around him started to show signs of gold plating all over them, statues out of bronze depicting different creatures, mostly snakes started to litter the ground, making it hard to maneuver through It.

The more he saw all of these riches practically pile up all around him, the more confused he got as to why this was all even here.

He tried picking up one of the many small snake statues but no matter how hard he pulled, they were firmly welded to the ground beneath them.

Soon enough the path broadened, making room for bigger statues, this time seemingly out of pure Silver and reaching up to his hip.

Giant snakes with human arms, wielding a spear or trident could be seen alongside the walls, statues that looked incredibly real.

Before long the Silver disappeared and 10 foot tall golden humanoid creatures with a snake head, all wielding a sword in hand, towered above him, seemingly looking at Makoto with a displeased look as he passed them.

After quite some time the hallway ended and Makoto found himself inside an incredibly big room, the floor was made out of gold, the walls were made out of gold and just like before humongous snake statues towered above him on the walls.

In the middle of this strange room he could see a gigantic body, covered entirely with scales and coiled up in a circle.

Right after he entered the room, a gate fell into place behind him with a loud bang, closing off the only exit in sight and waking the sleeping creature before him.

The exact moment he saw the giant snake body uncoil and reveal itself before him together with the letters above its head, Makoto lost all strength in his arm, his sword dropped to his side as he stared at this enemy, completely shocked.

Saracesse the last Lamia: Hidden Elite NPC Boss lvl 75

...There was just no way.

Immediately another system window appeared before him.

Warning! Because your enemy (Saracesse the last Lamia: lvl 75) has more than double your level, after entering combat against it the battle-effect 'oppression' activates.

Oppression: If you have double your enemies level, applies 30% stat reduction (Also works against player).

Feeling the accursed effect right away he stared at the giant snake body as it slowly revealed its head, or in this case, body.

The last Lamia was not called 'Lamia' without reason as instead of a normal head on top of the gigantic snake it displayed the body of a naked adult woman.

She had long curly red hair down to her backside, her eyes showed a sapphire blue with reptilian Pupils, two big mounds with pink tops slowly shook as her main body adjusted beneath her.

Instead of being a snake from the hip down he could clearly see her private parts as the scales and snake only started at her knees.

As far as he could see she was a stunning beauty and completely hairless from the eyebrows down.

Milky white skin shimmered in the candle lit room as her gaze fixated itself on Makoto.

With a hiss, showing two sharp teeth, her snake tail shot forward, coiling itself around his lower body and squeezing the life out of him, faster than he could even blink.

There was just no way, too much of a gap, it was impossible to fight.

Staring in a somewhat daze at this beautiful priestess of death, he could see how her human body revealed a long bow that had been on her back while crushing his legs and hip.

Grunting in pain as one of his legs broke, Makoto kept looking at the Lamia as she nocked an arrow while her entire body slowly slithered closer to him and her own tail.

"Any last words, human?"

She asked him, her voice was meant to be threatening for sure but for him it only served to calm him down, making the beast inside of him purr out of comfort.

Again he was reminded of Veronica when he looked at this stunning naked beauty and suddenly, something inside of him snapped.

All the experiences and feelings that had been building up, everything that happened with Veronica and the Tournament and with his inner struggle, it all boiled down to one thing, the breaking point.

Stress, desire, pain, awe, fear and anger all had been inside of him for all this time and finally, something broke, the line one should never cross.

While his legs started to be squished into a pulp he smiled towards the woman before him, slowly stretching his hand towards her.

Saracesse was clearly confused as to what he wanted to do and increased the strength with which she crushed his lower half but Makoto did not even flinch.

Fully stretching his hand out, past her bow and the nocked arrow that was pointed at his face, he put it on her cheek while showing a genuine smile.

"Beautiful."

It was only a whisper in this gigantic room but the Lamia was close enough to hear it and she was stunned hearing it while feeling his warm hand on her own cheek.

Not minding the incredible pain from his lower region, Makoto slowly caressed her cheek, his mind a blank slate.

The crushing pressure around him weakened by a bit and Saracesse lowered her bow, a confused expression on her face.

Not caring at all, a big smile was still visible as he carefully went over her cheek again and again.

"What is your name stranger?"

She finally asked while trying to get his hand off her cheek.

"Makoto."

Giggling after seeing her struggle so hard to get his hand off her face, he was unable to say anything else with the limited air in his lungs.

With another big smile he put his left hand on her other cheek and looked deep into her blue reptilian eyes.

Makoto knew that she was only an NPC, a program, a Monster meant to be killed for loot and nothing else but it felt like such a shame to kill such a beautiful creature.

A creature that would never betray him like she did.

With this same line resounding in his head over and over again, Makoto pulled the confused Lamia closer and put his lips on hers.

He could feel her struggle beneath his grip while her soft and full lips pressed against his own.

Makoto also decided to put his tongue into her mouth after which she let out a surprised squeak.

It was quite a unique experience feeling her sleek snake tongue wrap around his own, tickling the inside of his mouth while exchanging saliva.

In a way he was surprised that she had not just simply used more strength than he could muster, judging by her tail alone he doubted that he would be able to force himself on her like this if she didn't let him do as he pleased in a strange and messed up way but he was thankful for it.

Right now the one thing he wanted most was the warmth and comfort of someone else and this NPC allowed him to do something like this, that this program, this supposed code showed more heart than even the person he had loved, it was enough to allow tears of joy and heartache to flow down his cheeks.

Breathless he removed his mouth from hers, a sound similar to a cork being popped echoed through the room.

Makoto could see her eyes showing a gentle expression as she looked at him with a changed attitude.

"No one has done that to me in many years stranger, are you prepared for the consequences of exciting the last Lamia there is?"

She asked, her voice promising many things and he could not help but show a devilish smile.

"Are you?"

He asked with a giggle and pulled her closer again, Saracesse wrapped her own arms around his neck this time, unwilling to let him go.

The pressure around his hip was all but gone and she pulled him into a deep embrace while her gigantic snake body formed a cocoon around them, going as far as even closing off the ceiling above them.

His hands naturally found her voluptuous breasts and for the first time in his life, Makoto could feel two soft mounds give in beneath his grip.

These twin mountains, heralded as the epitome of desire and sensual excitement were quite well developed on Saracesse as one hand was unable to properly fit around them.

Squeezing them both hard he could hear a moan escape her lips during a kiss and even more desire surged through him, wild and untamed.

Without even having to think about it he unequipped everything he wore and pressed his body against hers.

Her human body alone was a lot taller than his so she wrapped her arms around his bare shoulders while he pressed his face between her breasts, relishing in the amazing and alien sensation.

Forgotten was his rage, anger and heartache.

A strange calm had taken possession of him as he looked at this naked beauty lying on her back before him, seductively pulling him closer between her thighs.

A system message suddenly appeared before him.

Your relationship with 'Saracesse the last Lamia' has changed to 'Lovers'

Quickly dismissing the annoying window he looked down at this absolutely gorgeous woman beneath him.

Saracesse's red hair was fanned out around her and while kissing her yet again in a hot and wild manner he interlocked fingers with her, his hip found its way between her thighs and a surprised moan escaped her throat.

The desire to ravage, to conquer and make love with this woman that was half snake surged through him.

For the first time since Veronica revealed her true colors the void inside of him started to close up, filled by something else.

By someone else.

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With a sudden jolt, Makoto awoke.

He was lying on the ground besides Saracesse, stark naked just like her.

His mind was back to how it was before and only now did he realize what he had actually done.

Unlike before where he had been completely out his normal state of mind, now realization struck him like lightening that he had practically raped a monster inside the game.

In his panic at waking up after having sex for the first time he forgot that this Hidden Boss beside him was many times stronger than him and could have practically torn him in half at any given time or moment.

Makoto thought that he had done something terrible to this woman before him and he could feel heavy guilt inside of him, blaming himself for losing control like that.

Even more than that he blamed himself for enjoying it so much.

Filled with hate and contempt towards himself he opened his menu and logged out.

With a blinding light, the Lamia watched him disappear before also slowly getting up.

Her eyes where fixated on the spot where Makoto had disappeared from.

After not returning for 5 minutes, Saracesse's own trembling voice was clearly audible inside the gigantic room.

"L-Log out!"

Yet another blinding light later, the giant body of the last Lamia was gone and silence filled the now empty room...

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And this is how I end Volume 2 with a BANG!

For all who are intrested, Volume 3 will be a bit less about fighting and more about the relationships of the Characters, explaining certain game systems, shedding some light on politics in and outside of Asuria and generally a POV change from time to time.

Naturally there will still be leveling up, fighting and a lot of bad language involved but at the same time also sex scenes, introductions to new systems and A LOT LOT MORE!

Hope you all enjoyed Volume 2 and see you all tomorrow! :D