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Chapter 769: A New Phase Part 5
"...Aahhhh..." Oriane has another orgasm, biting the pillow while she cries, nearly passing out again. My tail rubs against her walls, submerged in that hot liquid as it drags beneath her soft flesh.
I give another thrust, coming a little more inside her while a considerable amount leaks out of her intimate parts. Her scream has a pleasant tone to hear.
We’ve been at this for a whole year now. We haven’t left the room. I let her make whatever mess she needed until I made sure she was no longer 100% well.
She lasted far less than I expected. She only knows how to moan and beg for more now. It’s honestly frustrating. I really wanted her not to break so fast—after all, she’s the Primordial Goddess.
’What a pathetic slut. Without using her absolute powers, she has nothing special about her...’ I’d never noticed how shallow Oriane is. There’s nothing special about her beyond her power. She doesn’t even have a proper personality because she’s always been omnipotent.
"..." I flip Oriane’s body over, covered in semen. Because of the amount of infinite Mana, my semen remained alive in the environment, which practically created a pool of semen outside the bed.
"Tsk..." I look at Oriane’s swollen belly. The smell of blood and semen has started to irritate me at this point. It’s a strong, "bitter" odor. I’ve become much more "sensitive" to strong smells and filth ever since I started feeling emotions properly again.
It’s not like they’re a problem—I just have such a high perception of the environment that these things steal my focus from smell and touch.
"You look like a dirty pig like this. Honestly, it even ruins the beauty you have," I say to her, who has her eyes rolled back and almost no consciousness.
"..." With no response, I drag my tail completely along her walls while she squirts her love juice onto my belly. When my tail comes out, it’s accompanied by plenty of semen.
’It’s really red.’ She doesn’t have active regeneration, so the constant friction clearly irritated her sensitive and fragile flesh. The pinkish color makes me want to bite.
I just shove her off the bed, listening to the wet sound of her falling into the liquid. I watch that viscous fluid splash as she sinks into it without even having the strength to pull herself out.
She becomes completely submerged, which shows how deep all this mess we made is.
"You’d better not drown in that. Not that it would change anything—it would just be annoying having you complaining about pain in your lungs." I get up from the bed, shaking my tail to clean off the excess fluids as I walk to the door, noticing how sticky and tacky I am.
When I grab the doorknob, my hand even slips because of how sticky I am.
’The liquid is already at the height of the doorknob...’
As soon as I open the door, a large amount of liquid spills out, messing up the hallway and knocking over a plant vase. Oriane even gets dragged a little, bumping into my leg.
I step on her belly, which makes her spit out semen while a large amount of that liquid leaks from her orifices. I look at her with a certain disdain. She’s omnipotent and still comes from being stepped on.
"Yes... all women are like that, right? Masochistic pigs that with a little training learn to come from anything." I don’t exclude myself from that group, since I know the future of several Pandoras who lost to that tentacle woman.
’Too bad she can’t get pregnant, because the infinite magic in my sperm simply obliterates her eggs, and a baby with so much magic would simply die immediately...’ She can’t get pregnant by accident, so I ignore that and head to the living room.
I throw myself onto the sofa without caring about dirtying the environment more. I can clean it with magic later.
"It was so fast this time..." I’m bored. Oriane isn’t fun anymore. The adrenaline, the pleasure, the satisfaction of my sadism—all of it died in less than a month, and I only continued to make sure her mind had no room left for anything but my touch and smell.
"How frustrating." Pure frustration invades my heart, an unpleasant feeling. Because of Omniscience, even though it’s limited, my perception of things is very heightened. Pleasure is good for the first 5 minutes, loses its charm after 10, becomes repetitive after 30 minutes, and ends up boring me after an hour.
It’s like being a hyperactive child—nothing is capable of genuinely holding my focus. I expected to enjoy breaking Oriane more, but with her limited, she’s no different from a normal girl.
"It sucks. I can’t kill her, I can’t break her permanently, or truly obtain her..." My tail rubs against the sofa, trying to clean itself before piercing through. A deep urge to dismember, tear apart, and devour Oriane rises.
"..." Since I still have all the power of omnipotence, I don’t need much to create an entire immense universe with a barrier against any external invaders.
I create a single planet where living beings exist only on it—a world based on light modernity. My house appears among various houses with a perception-altering barrier that will keep the races of this world away from this house.
"..." I look at Oriane and ignore it, using magic to clean my body and put on new clothes.
"Granny, we’re going to live here now. I never lived the normal human life I should have lived. I’ve decided to do that now. At least it’ll keep me occupied for a few years... I’ll be starting college in about 3 days. I’m still the Original Pandora."
"And I’ll deal later with the Pandora who wants to replace me. But for now, I’ll see how far she goes. If she fails, I’ll make her pay a price far more terrible than she could ever imagine..." I decide to try this only because it might be something good to occupy my time, even if just for a mere fraction.
"Of course, what you think matters little to me. And I’ll still fuck you plenty here, but outside I’ll behave much better—follow rules and laws and see how far everything goes before I get bored and end this universe or just massacre everyone."
"...Maybe a heinous murder here and there too... Hehehe." I think about what outfit to wear for my first day of college. Will I make friends? It would be funny if I made "friends."
"P-Pandora... a-aaahh..." She just moans, writhing on the floor, which wipes the smile off my face.
"I need to deal with that later." I stretch out on the sofa, elongating a little. I wonder if there’s anything in existence that will never bore me.
"I wanted something to sweeten my life."