Misfortunate Encounter

On the way to his room, they passed by the time-stasis room. Eva stopped for a moment right then.

Her hand traced it…

"What's up?" Adam didn't know what she was waiting for. She seemed to be feeling emotions.

But his current distance made it hard to see what it was. The only thing that door gave was discomfort.

But Eva didn't move an once away from it.

Instead, she asked him outright:

"W-why not use this room?" As always, she always started off her sentences with this natural stutter.

Becoming more fluent with length of sentences.

Adam didn't humour her. That place only gave him ominous feelings and bad memories of the past.

It felt like there was a monster in there.

Even though this was an irrational fear.

"You want to 'do it' in this room with a textureless floor?" Adam tilted his head with amazed eyes.

Could anyone enjoy such an awkward thing…?

Or did she just want to extend their time together?

"H-Hyuk told me about it, so I changed the insides of it." She acted confident despite stuttering.

It made him curious…

'I… am not afraid anymore.' Adam told himself on the inside while showing no change in expression.

He remembered Simon's insanity.

All the pain and suffering was still clear despite losing his physical sense of pain… and eyesight.

The literal darkest moments of his entire life.

But he wasn't weak anymore.

Adam had gained many abilities and had honed his skills. He was way stronger than at that time.

There was no way he'd be beat in a fight.

He was an infallible blind wolf boy.

Thus, there was only one thing for him to do.

His back straightened like a heavenly blade.

A vigour and intensity strong enough to knock a grown man off his feet radiated from the youth.

His eyes were radiating 'power'.

A manliness that had nothing to do with vision or eyesight, but the power coming from the soul.

Adam approached…

He walked up to the door, held Eva's hand tight, and entered the sub-space with her calmly.

And surprisingly, her words were the truth.

Although Adam couldn't see it, he felt like the walls had a brick-like texture unlike the time from before.

But he also found other smells assaulting his senses. To the point he couldn't understand it…

'Cum…?' He would have let this thought go if she had just masturbated here, but there was another smell that was way stronger. Not because of the strength of the smell, but the distinct quality of it.

'A human-?' *TWAK* His senses suddenly fell apart. Consciousness falling into the abyss.

Adam suddenly fell to the ground powerlessly.

He had his temple struck by a blunt instrument.

His consciousness was cut off.

But who was the perpetrator…?

Standing above him was someone who had been waiting for him for an undetermined timeframe.

Within this Portable Space itself.

She had been waiting in this room for a while.

The red-eyed elf woman was Eva. The 'real' her that had taken advantage of this room's traits.

She had already mastered the use of genres, and had turned this Portable Space into her domain.

Similar to how Adam had his own 'Eden' as his Sea of Consciousness. An extra dimension of her own.

The girl had been planning this for longer than he knew. An act that went back to a few minutes ago.

When she first met her original doner, Eva had the mind to rip her apart out of unfiltered jealousy.

Looking at her with her daughter was disgusting…

Making her want to throw up.

Her endless power from being connected to the vast amount of Ether in Adam's territory still existed, so she could've still blown her away… but Eva thought that this would be too wasteful.

Instead, she concocted up many schemes to get what she wanted. To attain Adam's honest 'love'.

Which is when she thought of her two 'Genres'.

And the dimensional door that Hyuk talked about.

Eventually leading to this conclusion, where the woman 'Georgiana Arcadia' was made her pawn.

Using the Dress Up Genre, she made it so the Georgiana looked exactly like her own self.

Down to the bone shape…

It was because in a Dress Up Game, what you see was more important than the physical traits.

In fact, aesthetic WAS the body's traits.

If one looked like an elf in such a genre, then they may as well be. There was no such thing as 'Stats'.

Which is why real life logic took higher priority.

The reason Adam was so easily knocked out.

[You have sealed the individual's strength. Is there anything else you'd like to suppress in a guest?]

Her own Taboo System asked.

She looked at the man laying motionlessly under her and affected him with her 'Genre Domain'.

Able to strip him in an instant.

She then turned to Georgiana, who still looked exactly the same. Her eyes sharp as swords.

"Help me pick him up." Despite Eva ordering this of the woman, she didn't move one inch. Staying still.

Her eyes looking at Adam with pity.

The red glow in Eva eyes deepened as she walked over to the figure that had her exact appearance.

She grabbed the woman's blonde hair and cussed:

"You bitch… Are you ignoring me now?" The elf girl's face warped drastically compared to before.

Georgiana held her head in pain while Eva yanked at her hair, but only held down her hair follicles.

Not taking any actions.

It was at that point Eva leaned towards the woman's ear and whispered some disturbing things. Making the woman with the exact same appearance shive. Falling over on her knees.

Georgiana had suffered a lot in this short amount of time. Enough to somewhat despised Adam.

Eva had dragged her to this dimension and blackmailed her with threats towards her daughter.

Then violated her body.

'Stop… Stop…' She told her shivering body, but it wouldn't obey her heart's commands whatsoever.

It had been too long…

Since when was the last time she had seen Lucia's face? How long had she been held captive here?

Being broken down physically…

Eva changed her form. A tail wrapped around Georgiana's neck, but only to lightly grasp at her.

This much was enough to make her feel restrained.

She could never forget those blood red eyes. How they watched her and stripped her of her pride.

Her humanity…

Turning her into an living object of pleasure and lust… bound by chains, gagged, and neglected.

How her body was twisted in ways she'd never experienced before, then forced to copulate.

And with a fellow woman, at that.

'Disgusting…' As someone who was of the Pandorica kingdom's faith, she felt it was staining.

Much worse than having been subjected to such things by a man. This woman was THAT cruel.

Sadistically enjoying her agony…

The sweet nectar that wouldn't stop dripping between her legs after being sexually broken.

It was the worst…

Fear was embedded into her body using that agony. That indescribable and unquenchable lust.

The pleasure now ingrained into her bones.

"Ah… Ah…" She drooled while walking in the direction of Adam, her face distorting in pain.

It wasn't a sharp sensation, but the feeling of having so much she needed to experience.

Her body couldn't live without pleasure anymore.

It became a daily meal. A drug that became a new addiction. Eva being the monopolising seller of it.

'I… am sorry for this.' The woman thought while lifting Adam to his feet, then looked towards Eva.

Her body plastering onto the man in her arms.

"Bring him with us." Eva spoke while opening the room to her personal 'Love Nest'. It was a room like an unending bed, like the dimension Adam had seen after meeting the Gods for the first time.

The one Pandemos had owned.

If one was to speak a difference, it would be the multitude of ribbons that hung from nowhere.

The ceiling was so high that it seemed invisible…

They laid him down on the soft bed, the floor of this dimensional compartment, with a sudden flop.

Eva could've stripped him using her Dress Up Genre Zone, but instead chose a different route.

"Take his clothes off." Eva spoke with crossed arms. Watching the woman do as she had ordered.

She searched his clothes first instinctively.

Georgiana's good nature made her want to make sure he didn't lose anything in his pockets.

This was when she fished out a square packet.

The elf girl silently picked up the packet with empty eyes. She seemed out of it for a brief moment.

Knowing what he'd intended to do with this…

She'd already had enough time to digest and comprehend the kind of person he was right here.

In this dark space severed from the timeline.

Imagining the kind of things he would have done with Georgiana should she have not interfered.

Her eyes sensed the tiny magic arrays that had been embedded in the condom he kept with him.

Probably momentarily thinking of having some 'fun' outside his room. What would that've been like.

Her beautiful face turned ugly…

'You should be punished…' Eva unreasonably blamed him for having thoughts for another.

While Georgiana was stripping him, the cambion elf decided to use a concoction she'd created herself.

There was a familiar ingredient she was using in the concoction that Adam would know about.

Something that would've given him nightmares…

Back when Adam had fought Simon in this dark space, he'd knocked a cigarette out of his hand.

Also known to be the Black Cigar…

There were actually a few more that had been scattered around this place carelessly afterwards.

Ones which she'd used to 'test' on Georgiana.

Rather than calling them drugs, it was more accurate to call them poisons that broke senses.

And also the mind itself.

The current condition of Lucia's mother being the result of that. Mild hypnosis and illusions were integrated into her, making it impossible for the woman to disobey anything she directly ordered.

Eva wanted to make Adam just like that.

Ironically, a slave that would cherish an object.

Or 'a slave to an object of desire'.

With Georgiana being nothing but a shadow.

She first started by wrapping up the wound on his head before using anything on him specifically.

Then started to work on his meridians and Magic Pathways. Making sure to alter them a little.

This was so his ability for recognition would decrease, but make his senses more volatile.

Much more susceptible to overloading from sudden shocks. Her hands treating him gently.

Like he was her lover.

Completely forgetting that she was the one who struck him. Putting him in such a grave condition.

She looked at him while licking her lips.

Media would cause one to wrongly believe that only men could look at women with such a gaze.

Awestruck.

Appreciating the body of another.

Especially towards the opposite sex, and this was done in a way that degraded both their dignities.

She may have only seen herself as a flesh bag with pleasure organs, but her look to Adam differed.

Her eyes saw him like a deity.

Like every inch of his skin was to be marvelled at like it was eye candy. From his shape to organs.

The hair follicles on his manhood made it hard to see his rod, so she grasped at them with her hand.

A poisonous magical energy melted them into nothingness, while also rubbing his down to get him ready. Preparing him for what was to come. A surge of stimulation suddenly made him 'stand up'.

Much faster than normally possible.

Once she was done with that, she dipped a needle into the poison she'd created. The aphrodisiac that would melt his mind… to the point that it would no longer be able to distinguish reality and illusions.

Then struck his skull…

Stabbing it into a certain area of his brain.

Specifically, the part known as the 'Limbic System'.

Otherwise known as the emotion centre.

It was the area of the brain that was responsible for memory, fear, aggression, and every 'emotion'.

Thus the weird nickname.

As we pursue sex, this part of the brain usually is the most active and trying to not overheat itself.

Once humans reach their orgasm, the 'feel-good' natural drug that makes people feel delightful.

Similar to the context after a nice meal.

Adam was unknowing of the changes happening to his body, nor what layer of Hell he'd walked into.

The two women looking at him dangerously…