64: Turning Over A New Leaf

Turning Over A New Leaf

"What do you think?"

I was leaning against the bedroom wall, my hazel brown eyes closely following Rika as she walked around the small but cozy area. It was pretty minimalistic in appearance, which is something that I've noticed I usually do to any sort of room given to me.

"It's really nice. Considering this is literally the first ever home that you've built all on your own, I would actually go as far to say that you might even have some talent in stuff like this." I gave the woman a raised eyebrow at that, not convinced in the slightest.

There had to have been quite a few people that achieved things like this in the past with the same amount, if not even less resources than I possessed. However, due to the fact that I was still soaking in the leftover feeling of accomplishment, I just decided to take the compliment in stride.

Even if I was somewhat good at this type of work, I knew for a fact that there was at least one person out there that could wipe the floor with me. Unfortunately, that also applied to many other things in my life... which always brought up another thought stuck in my mind.

'When am I going to leave this place? I'm not getting any stronger in this environment. All of the zombies, while tricky at times, were just cannon fodder unless it was a horde of them. Not to mention, they can't even infect me. I can literally become a superior version of them now too.'

If I wanted to improve myself in any way, I needed to leave for another world.

"... Thank you." I murmured, giving my reply as if I was on autopilot.

Regaining my composure, I mustered up a smile as Rika turned around with a bottle of red wine in her arms, cradling it like a newborn baby.

As a way to celebrate my recent accomplishment, Rika had come up with the idea of having a toast inside of the newly built cabin. To simply drink and enjoy the crisp night air with one another.

Honestly, I had to admit that I was much more focused on the woman holding the expensive bottle rather than the actual alcohol itself.

That was for two reasons.

For one, while my healing factor wasn't incredibly strong to the point that I could regenerate lost limbs, it was powerful enough that I wasn't able to get drunk by normal means. This expensive bottle of red wine most likely wouldn't fare any better than the previous kinds of alcohol I've already tried to use for that exact purpose.

The second reason was that the woman had been pretty affectionate on our way back to the cabin, rubbing up on my body every once in a while, and even landing a few more kisses on the side of my face. It looked like Rika was either really beginning to reach her limit or she was just in an awfully good mood today. I still wasn't able to definitively tell the difference, especially since the woman already had a strong knack for constantly teasing me at every opportunity.

"Alright! Give me your glass so that we can get to the drinking part already!" Rika shouted exuberantly, a suggestive smirk on the woman's face.

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Rika had thrown herself onto me, arms wrapped around my neck as the intoxicated woman shoved her tongue past my teeth. Even as I did little to fight against all of it, I could still feel the clear desperation within her movements, which helped with connecting the dots.

Back when I was speaking with her at the Takagi mansion, our conversation eventually ended as she went back inside, and that must've been the moment that Rika had grabbed ahold of a bottle of expensive red wine.

She hadn't pulled it out until we got back to the cabin, after all.

I was just too busy with finding a couple of decorative accessories that I didn't really notice anything that she was doing.

Sitting haphazardly around my room, there were shot glasses tainted with a red color, which was obviously the wine. The bottle itself had been emptied long ago by Rika, now affecting the highly aroused woman currently on top of me with her tongue shoved down my throat.

Rika had planned for this to happen. She probably just added the wine into the mix so that it would've been easier to go through with... maybe. There was no telling with that woman. She was already a natural tease.

"I need you inside of me..." She whispered, her tone low yet filled with raw emotion. "Please, just let me have this!" Rika grounded her plump butt up against the expanding bulge that has been pressing against her this entire time.

It's only right that I accept my current predicament. I would hate to seem rude with a rejection, not that I would ever do something like that, of course.

Shifting my hands onto Rika's waist, I gave the woman a chaste kiss on the lips before replying with a cocky smirk that only riled her up even more.

"Well then... what are you waiting for?"

Her pretty red eyes widened for only a split second before she lurched forward, quickly reconnecting our lips and resuming the passionate tongue duel.

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"Oh, fuck! That feels really good..." I groaned in pleasure, throwing my head back as she took half of my cock down her throat. There was a hungry look in the woman's beautiful red eyes as she peered up at me with her mouth full of my throbbing meat.

Rika's long purple hair was framed around her face as she bobbed her head up and down at a decent pace, making sure to use her tongue in order to stimulate the veiny shaft at the same time.

"Can you take some more?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. Nodding her head with my cock still in her mouth, I placed my hand over her hair before pushing the woman further down onto my phallus.

My breathing slowly became uneven, Rika's ministrations slowly beginning to affect me more than I thought. "Nrgh! Goddamn, Rika..."

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"Wow, you're really tight!"

Rika couldn't stop herself from whimpering at the sheer size of my breeding tool, nor could she stop her hips from rolling back on my length in a show of desperation for more, and I was extremely willing to do just that.

However, a little teasing never hurt anyone...

"Be a good girl and tell me just how much you want my cock, Rika." I told her, my voice set in a husky whisper filled with a primal lust.

I felt her struggle against me for a moment, at least until she let out another whimper, the sound of her submission like music to my ears.

"Please give me your big dick, sir..." Rika glanced back at me, a clear sign of embarrassment held deep within the woman's teary red eyes. She just looked so cute like that, stuck in a doggy style position as I roughly pinned the sexy woman to the bed, back arched while her ass wiggled around in the air provocatively.

My cock throbbed even more so at the hypnotizing sight, and I couldn't stop myself from thrusting forward, piercing the beautiful woman's sopping wet entrance.

Rika let out a euphoric scream, the sound of a long-awaited sense of relief and joy following in it's powerful tone.

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"Gnghhh! I-I'm going to cum..." Rika stumbled over her words, the woman's brain currently scattered into pieces with a sensory overload as she proceeded to squirt all over my pulsing shaft.

My groin area was left incredibly wet as I continued thrusting into her clingy walls, even as I felt the sensation of Rika's tight pussy hugging my length, I pushed through and indulged myself further.

"It's like your pussy doesn't want me to leave!" I groaned, gripping the woman's hips in order to slam her down onto my cock as she rode me even faster. We had eventually switched into a different sex position, and now Rika was bouncing up and down on my lap as I gazed at her tits following the erratic movements.

This seemed to be her favorite sex position. Every time Rika got slammed down onto my cock, I felt the woman shake her ass a little bit as she tried to milk me for all I was worth, and her hard work was about to pay off.

The entire cabin was filled with the sounds of short gasps, heavy breathing, and two pieces of meat slapping together in a rhythmic motion. Rika's moans only made my phallus throb for more, aching to empty it's load of semen into her womb.

"Shoot your delicious cum inside of me, Dante... Pleaseee!~" Rika begged in desperation, her pretty red eyes clouded in a haze of lust.

Groaning once more, I gave the woman a smirk. "Fuck! You got it, baby..." That was the last thing I said before spurt after spurt of a thick white liquid began releasing from my cock, filling her up to the brim.

"I want all of it, sir!" Rika yelled out loud, sliding up and down on my cock with a newfound energy. "Ohh... I feel so full with cum!~" She let out a breathy moan, leaning down in order to me a very sloppy kiss, and yet it was still laced with a loving aspect that made me instinctually grab ahold of the woman's plump rear. Pulling her into the passionate kiss even further, I eventually took Rika's breath away completely.

Pulling back from each other, she placed her head on my chest as we simply laid in the bed naked, my cock still deep inside of the woman...

I had a feeling that I wasn't going to get it back for a while.

In a whisper, my ears figuratively perked up at the sound of Rika's quiet voice. It was laced with fatigue, most likely even worse now due to the fact that she had been having trouble sleeping recently. "I-I love you, Dante. I've really wanted to say that to you for a long time now."

Considering that Rika had practically consumed the entire bottle of red wine, it actually sounded like it had barely affected the woman. Now that I think about it, she probably had somewhat of a tolerance to alcohol.

However, it was probably best that she gets some rest, especially after such a physically taxing activity like what just happened.

"I love you too, Rika. Thank you very much for celebrating with me... It was quite nice."

She giggled against my bare chest, lightly slapping it in amusement with her right hand.

That was about as far as we got before I could feel Rika slowly beginning to fall asleep, unable to stay up any longer. Her breathing evened out and she went limp in my warm embrace, the woman's beautiful naked body clinging to mine for the entire rest of the night.

Due to the fact that my cock was still inside of her, I had some trouble going to sleep, but I was eventually able to move past it. However, my dreams tonight were a lot different than usual.

The first thing that I saw was a flash of light.

It seemed extremely familiar.

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Memories.

A lot of people would consider them valuable, something to cherish and hold on to forever.

They were a crucial aspect of yourself that contributed to molding someone into the person that they would eventually become in the future.

However, as I was abruptly brought to this odd white space most likely in the middle of nowhere through my dreams, I couldn't help but fight against a plethora of different emotions.

There was an innumerable amount of bright white lights flashing through my mind, each one carrying a specific memory from my previous life. I never even had time to process what was going on before they began violently bombarding me to the point that I was gritting my teeth in pain because of a splitting headache.

It actually felt like my entire body was burning. Unfortunately, it didn't feel like the numerous times that I had been transformed into a Pyronite either...

My whole body was literally in pain.

A different image in each flash of light as they were all shoved into my brain, I knew for a fact that every single one of them was about my previous life.

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There was a young black haired boy sitting in front of a TV with a child-like excitement held within his distinct green eyes. That same child never had the privilege of having a mother, instead relying solely on a neglectful father that constantly put work before his own son.

The father also had him at an older age than most, carrying a lot nasty health problems to his eventual grave.

The boy grew up incredibly poor, feeling like he didn't belong around the kids that he always went to school with. Not to mention, he constantly wore the same clothes to school as well, which lead to a bad case of bullying and eventually antisocial behavior. Not to mention, the negative environment had a part in turning him into a cynical person.

He slowly became a troublemaker after that, constantly getting into physical altercations, and sometimes even being caught smoking weed. There were even a few occasions where he got arrested, serving short amounts of time behind bars every once in a while.

Fortunately, before anything truly horrible could've happened, the boy eventually matured into a man. His violent tendencies lessened to a great degree, but he never really stopped smoking weed, and that was probably never going to change.

However, the man eventually found out about anime. That's what really calmed him down and kept the stoner off the streets. It served as a great way to take his mind off of other things in his life that just further worsened his depression and PTSD.

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It felt like my head was about to burst open as I was forced to live my previous life all over again within a matter of just a few seconds.

The rest of 'his' life proceeded to rush through my hurting brain, all the way until the man's inevitable death, which had been at his bed as he slept for the last time.

I was gasping for breath at the end of it all, laying down in a fetal position as my head throbbed and my vision turned blurry. Tears were running down my face and I hadn't even registered it, due to the fact that I was so disoriented from what I had just gone through.

"... Why the hell did this have to be so sudden? Honestly, I would've been fine with just not having these new yet old memories." I said through grit teeth, holding my head in pain for the entire time.

The only relief that I was given had been a slight decrease in the amount of pain my head felt after a while of waiting, which actually helped me with thinking about other things. A perfect example would be the fact that I was currently living in a world that had been one of the anime I watched in my previous life.

It was mind-boggling to know that I had already known about all of these people before even meeting them. However, there were a few things that also caught my attention.

These memories were honestly useless for the most part.

My presence drastically changes the... 'plot'. There were people within the original storyline that hadn't even existed in my imitated version of the world. As a matter of fact, I replaced the main protagonist in a figurative sense by becoming the leader of the group, and we all just stayed at the Takagi Estate.

Meanwhile, Takashi Komuro doesn't even exist in this world, and they ended up on some type of weird island... Didn't they also not even have Miku? Their group had a little girl named Alice with a small dog called Zeke.

This shit is a mess...

Before I could even think anymore on the subject, I was suddenly extracted from the mysterious white space that I was brought to without my consent, and put back to sleep.

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When I opened my eyes the next morning, it was to the sight of a wooden ceiling. I groaned in discomfort, rubbing my head as I continued to feel a dull ache.

Rika wasn't anywhere to be found, most likely returning to the Takagi mansion for some breakfast. My body still lacked a set of clothes so I was just sitting on the edge of the bed with nothing but my unblemished skin and a wet dick.

That's how I knew that Rika had just recently left the cabin. Honestly, the woman probably got one last orgasm out before sneaking away because my seven inch flaccid cock was dripping her juices down onto the floorboards.

Getting up and walking towards the wardrobe, I increased my body temperature until I was completely dry. Grabbing a set of clothes, I quickly dressed myself before stepping out of the cabin.

Saying goodbye and making it obvious to everyone that I was leaving seemed dumb considering they wouldn't have even known it anyways...

I just wanted to take one last look at all of them until I come back.

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Breathing out a tired sigh, I ran a hand through my brown locks.

I was back at the cabin, sitting on the edge of the bed in thought. Looking down at my left wrist, the Omnitrix was staring back at me with it's beautiful emerald glow. However, it appears that something had changed with it during my dreams last night.

My vision had acquired a green tint, just like that time when I got my Necrojek transformation, but it was different this time.

[New Ability Unlocked!]

Within an instant, I was fed a cache of information about a secret concerning this altered version of the Omnitrix, which had been stowed away until now... God must've thought the current situation warranted it for some reason.

It was incredible.

The ability that had been unlocked was a unique storage compartment of sorts, except it wasn't for storing ordinary items, but powerful weapons and god-like artifacts instead.

{Now that you have been given your memories, I have decided to unlock a secret ability contained within your Omnitrix. Since you now possess knowledge of the different 'anime' that you have watched in your previous life, I'll just give a brief explanation. During the creation of that watch-like device on your wrist, this ability was inspired by an instance within 'Highschool DxD', as you call it. There was a holy sword called Ascalon that a character named Issei Hyoudou merged with his Sacred Gear. I thought it would be interesting for you to possess a similar ability. - God}

Putting a hand to my chin in contemplation, I tried to think back on when I watched Highschool DxD, but I couldn't remember the scene that she was talking about.

... I was probably as high as giraffe balls.

However, even if I did have this power right now, I still wasn't able to-

Wait a minute.

Turning my head, I looked down at my other hand, which is where my ring was hiding. Deciding to try it out, I slipped the ring off and placed it in the palm of my left hand.

As if it was reading my thoughts, the ring popped out of existence.

Smiling to myself, I just decided to leave it in there for now. However, before I could do anything else, another screen of text appeared in front of my vision.

{One last thing. While you're capable of shifting into different species of aliens, you also possess another ability that's exclusive to yourself, and that's a limited version of shapeshifting. You can't completely alter your appearance however, it's just simple things like your hair or eye color. - God}

My eyes widened at that last tidbit of information, more surprised at this than the fact that I can now store things inside of the Omnitrix. The ability slightly reminded me of a Metamorphmagus from Harry Potter.

Standing up from the edge of the bed, I grabbed a small handheld mirror from a drawer within my nightstand. Examining myself through the clear glass, I began trying to focus on changing the color of my hair to the first thing that came to mind.

It didn't work.

A few unsuccessful attempts later, I tried closing my eyes while I did it in order to get a better mental picture of what I wanted, and it wasn't long after that I felt a tingling sensation around the top of my head.

Slowly opening my eyes back up, I looked at myself through the small handheld mirror.

Immediately, I noticed that my hair had turned a pitch black in color. Not only that, but my eyes were different as well. I must've been thinking about my previous life a little too much because they were now the same distinct tone of green.

... I suppose it looks alright on me.

The image of a traumatized man silently dying in his sleep flashed through my mind, causing me to quickly put the mirror back in the nightstand. Deciding to keep the black hair and green eyes as a reminder of my previous self, I put those thoughts to the side and got straight to business.2

Closing my eyes, I focused on activating the world traveling ability, which is when I began to see green circuitry-like stripes forming within my mindscape.

[World Travel Activated!]

This feeling felt extremely familiar as a long list of worlds that I was capable of going to suddenly appeared in front of me. However, I was able to understand what a lot of them actually were now.

I stood in the middle of my room for what felt like ten minutes, simply using that time to scroll through the worlds that I was familiar with until I eventually found an interesting one.

[World Name: Jobless Reincarnation!]

Reading the synopsis of the world, I was able to gain a basic understanding of what I would be getting myself into. However, I would be going in without any sort of pre-existing knowledge considering this is one of the many anime that I hadn't watched before my 'death'.

Fortunately, this world had things like magic, and so that motivated me to still go through with my decision. With a shrug of my shoulders, I pressed on it.

[Are you sure?]

Pressing on the button that gave the final confirmation, my vision went black as I began to fade out of existence.

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