Martial Arts Worlds

Wunderland, Rodero, in the Inn Room.

"Ahh~ Ahh~"

The bed creaked under the weight of the two figures entwined in each other's arms.

With loud moans of pleasure, Beatrice's buttocks slapped against the paper puppet Kiernan's hips, making the meat stick disappear into her dripping honey pot.

"Yes~"

She whispered, clawed her nails against Kiernan's chest, and then increased the speed of her movements.

Plap~ Plap~ Plap~

Her breasts, round and soft-looking, bounced and jiggled with each thrust as the pleasure built up inside her.

While leaning close to kiss Kiernan, her insides got filled with the meat stick, and the white liquid spilled out of her.

She arched her back, throwing her head back in ecstasy, and felt her body turn as light as the air around her.

"Ahh… Ahh… So good~"

She whispered and thought it was a pretty shame that this was going to be the last time that she was able to do this with Kiernan.

It was because he wasn't going to survive, sadly, and she started to feel quite disappointed, as she didn't mind making him her pet.

"Ugh…"

The paper puppet Kiernan let out a single cough of pain. His heart was slowing down. It was as if he was going to suffer cardiac arrest!

"I am really sorry."

Beatrice kissed him deeply, then leaned back and looked into his gray eyes.

"I wish we could do more, but you made an enemy out of the Lovely Flower Sect, and that's the same as insulting Lady Amarelyn.

"No worries, though, we'll take good care of Faye~"

She smiled wickedly.

At that moment, the paper puppet Kiernan smiled and caught ablaze with a bright orange flame.

"Ah?"

Beatrice jumped off him, shocked as she watched him turn into ash, and soon there was nothing left of him.

"W-what happened?"

She wondered, and at that moment, her heart felt like it got squeezed—as if an invisible hand was grasping it—and she fell down on her knees.

"A-aargh…"

Painfully, she grabbed her chest, gasping for air, and then she fell on her side—she tried to crawl away—but then her heart stopped.

'W-Why… What did he… do to me?'

Tears flowed from the corner of her eyes, and she then stopped moving. Her naked body became motionless, the light of the moon cascading down at her, and the world went dark for her.

…

In the darkness of the night, the Lovely Flower Sect turned quiet like a mausoleum in a graveyard.

The light danced in the sect's grand hallways, coming from the windows, and through the windows, it was possible to see burning figures turning into ash.

With that, the beautiful women—naked like the day they were born—were lying dead on the floors with their eyes wide open.

Instead of smiling like the men they have killed, they had looks of anguish and despair, as if they wanted to do something different.

Regret definitely filled their hearts at the moment of their deaths.

In one of the rooms, Clara was crawling across the floor, tears of pain in her eyes, and she tried to make her way to the door while her heart was failing her.

Behind her, the paper puppet of Kiernan was burning brilliantly like the flames of the Purgatory.

"No… Please… I don't want to… die…"

She whispered one last time before she stopped moving, her eyes dead, staring blankly ahead.

In the neighboring room, Eliza was also dead on her bed, just lying on her back after the aftermath of having sex, a blank look in her face.

It didn't seem like she even realized properly that she was about to die.

At that moment, in the grand bedroom of the sect, Evelyn was reading a book in her bed while having no idea what was going on outside her bedroom.

She had reading glasses—red and round-shaped—and she was completely focusing on the book until she heard a knock on the door.

"Who could it be at this hour?"

Evelyn wondered, walked to the door, and opened it, but then she saw someone that she didn't expect.

With a gray hair and handsome face, Kiernan looked at her with red eyes, as if he had cried just moments ago.

"You… What are you doing here?"

Evelyn immediately surrounded the nearby area inside her mirror world to stop him from escaping.

"You won. She broke the engagement with me because she thought I was cheating. I couldn't get rid of your smell from the couch, so she was able to tell that there was a woman there while she was outside.

"She ignored my explanations, packed her things, and left."

Kiernan said with a pained look.

"…"

Evelyn looked at him silently, closed the door behind him, and said.

"Why are you here then? To take revenge? I don't think you're capable of doing that."

She said.

"No… I just need closure. I know that Faye will ask you to join her sect tomorrow, and there's nothing I can stop her from doing that.

"Thus, I give you permission to kill me."

Kiernan said, walked to her queen-sized bed, and got rid of his clothes. He lay down on the bed, naked with a pained look on his face.

With a smile, Evelyn licked her lips, mounted him on the bed, and whispered, "This is going to be fun."

"Do your worst."

Kiernan said, and then she took off her nightgown, showing her perfect naked body that had no flaws.

It was the world-famous body of an elf that even some kings of the mighty kingdoms had gone mad for in their lust.

The sexual moans bounced off the walls, the bed creaked underneath their passionate lovemaking, and the night turned yet deeper.

While she wasn't focusing on her surroundings and was busy bouncing on the paper puppet of Kiernan's manhood, the window opened, and a person sneaked inside.

It was Kiernan.

Before Evelyn put up her mirror world, he was already within inside the mirror world's borders, and since she was so focused on his paper puppet, she had no idea that he was also here.

The real Kiernan sat on the corner chair, crossed his arms, and watched towards the bed with a cold look.

He was only able to see shadows moving behind the thin red curtain—the curtains surrounded the bed—so that they were able to be in complete privacy, away from the prying eyes.

"Ahhhhh!"

At that moment, a scream sounded, and the naked Evelyn fell through the curtains onto the floor. She was clutching her heart in agony, as if it was in pieces, and she was barely able to breathe.

In the bed, the paper puppet Kiernan caught fire and burned till he was only ash in the bedsheets.

"You said that the man's weakness is their lust, but look at you now."

Kiernan walked over to her, watching as she suffered because of her mistake, and she looked at him in shock, as if he were a ghost.

"H-how…"

"Yes, indeed. How, you may ask."

Kiernan chuckled.

Evelyn gritted her teeth and tried to grab his leg, but he dodged her hand and took a step back.

"Y-you… are… evil…!"

She shouted in anger, her voice filled with frustration and rage.

At that moment, the mirror world was shattering all around her, as she didn't have enough strength to keep it up anymore.

"I've killed your entire sect. I walked down those hallways of yours, and all I saw was death. They deserved it, as it doesn't look like any of them were innocent.

"This was also a test for them.

"I wanted to see whether any of them would help my paper puppet. I would spare them, but no, they all failed miserably, and thus, they all died.

"I am no evil. Your sect is. And now your sect is dead. Remember in the afterlife, wherever you end up, I did that."

Kiernan said, walked to the window, and, ignoring Evelyn's last words of desperation and fear, jumped out, leaving her alone in the room.

"Ngh…"

Evelyn wept and hugged herself while the feeling of death came over her, and then she closed her eyes and never opened them again.