Tmkoc Sex Stories Chapter 165: Pain That Never Left
Chapter 165: Pain That Never Left
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The sensation of his Chaos Physique, the weight of his crown, and the warmth of Millia’s hand vanished.
The smell of tomb-dust was replaced by the cloying scent of stale coffee and wind from overtaxed cooling fans.
He was hunched over a desk at Artemis Games, his back screaming in protest, his eyes stinging behind square-shaped glasses.
"I am finished, aren’t I?" he heard his own voice croak, sounding very pathetic compared to the roar of the Dragon King.
Theodore walked in, but in this nightmare,
"The boss has the law, Senior," Theo sneered, "You’re just an orphan with a mountain of debt. Why do you even try? You’re alone. No one loves a loser who hides in a corner to release his frustration. You’ll die in this chair, and the AI will delete your memory before your body is even cold."
The void of his past life was a black hole, trying to suck back the soul that had finally found its fire.
In the next layer of the illusion, Millia stood in a darkness so absolute it felt like she was buried alive.
Suddenly, a light flared.
She was on her knees, her maid’s uniform torn and stained.
"You were a convenience, Millia," the voice boomed, cold and hollow. "You’re just a maid who dreamed of being a sweetheart. Look at yourself. You have no status, no power, and now, you have no place here. I’ve found a real queen, dragon queen. You’re just a footnote in a story I’m tired of writing."
Maid. Nobody. Replacement. Alone.
The pain was so vivid she almost believed it. She looked at her hands, expecting to see a cleaning rag, but she felt the faint, lingering tingle of her darkness daggers.
Back in the office, Liam’s hand moved toward the mouse to execute the self-destruct command on Sword Evolution Online.
He remembered the "Chaos Ultima" he had just performed. He remembered the feeling of the gold rippling under his palm.
He looked at the monitor. The code for Sword Evolution Online began to glow with a violet hue.
"This was just the prologue! I am the Author of my own destiny!"
In the dark courtyard, Millia stood up. She ignored the laughter and the cold gaze of the fake Adonis.
How could she even forgot? It was a bond of souls, after all.
"You can’t take his love from me. Because I know his heart better than you know your own lies!"
Slash!
The two illusions collided and shattered at the same time.
The transition was so violent they both fell to their knees, gasping for air.
The Master was in disbelief.
Adonis stood up, his dark hair flowing as the violet Chaos energy surged around him, more powerful than ever. He gripped his flute which transformed into Vexa’s sword form.
"Tch. Nice try, bag of bones. You don’t know how I’ve spent my whole life in the dark."
"Your mirror didn’t show me anything I haven’t already conquered. Now, it’s time I showed you a real nightmare."
"Adonis, give this creature the same amount of pain he forced upon us. Make him so miserable that even hell shall reject his very existence."