A few days later.
"Ahn~ Ahn~ I'm cumming again! Yu-kun! My Yu-kun! It feels so good! Your cock is amazing! I'm cumming~!" Murayama's moans echoed through the dark room as she rode him wildly. Suddenly, her body convulsed, and she collapsed on top of him.
"Hmm~ It feels so good!" After the afterglow, Murayama kissed his neck, sucking on it like a vampire. "Did you feel good too, Yu-kun~?"
"...Bitch! You're sick!" Yusuke's expression turned cold as he spat at her. The woman closed her eyes and let his spit hit her face. Her expression twisted into one of ecstasy, as if being spat on by him was the most comforting thing in the world.
She wiped the spit from her face with her left hand and brought it to her lips, licking it slowly.
"Yes, I'm sick. Already in a terminal state. No medicine can cure me..." She bit down hard on his shoulder, sinking her teeth deep. Her words came out rough and unclear from her throat, "It's all because of you!"
"As a punishment..." Murayama opened her mouth and licked the bright red blood from her teeth, savoring it like aged wine. Her eyes glowed a faint red, as if drunk. She glanced at the deep bite marks on his shoulder and smiled with satisfaction. "I'll leave my mark on you."
She placed her fair palm on Yusuke's cheek, looking at him with tenderness. The clear, bright eyes he remembered had grown dim, like drops of thick ink falling into a clear pond. As the ink spread, the once-clear water turned into a swamp of desire.
"Give up. The truth always comes out sooner or later. One day, someone will notice I'm missing. When the police break down the door, everything you've done will be exposed. People will hate you… You'll end up locked away in a mental hospital."
"People will find out? Who exactly? You family? Your friends? Hahaha, the school?" The woman sneered disdainfully. She licked Yusuke's earlobe, and her desire that had just been extinguished began to burn again. "You know what I liked most about your background? That no one cares about you!"
"No one would care if you disappeared one day. No one would notice! Even the school would just think you dropped out!"
"Just give up. You'll always be mine."
"Mine! Mine! Mine!"
Her words pierced Yusuke's deepest fears. His face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and said, "You're crazy..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't love me, as long as I love you. Love never needs to be mutual." The cruel women who just said such hateful words, held Yusuke's cuffed arms and let them wrap around her slender waist. It seemed as if Yusuke was actively catering to her. "In fact, I wanted to do this a the moment I saw you, but I was afraid of scaring you. But now I don't have to worry too much, maybe it's a good thing."
...
Days turned into weeks, and Yusuke continued to live like a vegetable. Every morning, Murayama brought him food, then left early for school. Afterward, she returned to spend time with him, feeding him, tending to his physical needs, and then fucking him.
...
After more than a month, Yusuke found a chance to escape. He had secretly worn down the leather cuffs and finally broke free.
"I'm finally free!" Yusuke stood up from the bed. The moment his feet touched the floor, a numbness in his legs nearly made him fall. He grabbed the bed for support and, after a moment of adjusting, was able to move again.
"Murayama, I'll make you pay for this," he said through gritted teeth. He gave the room one last look, opened the metallic door, and walked out.
On his left, he found a staircase leading up. It seemed he was in a basement. He hurried toward the stairs, and once he reached the ground floor, he sprinted to the house door. Frantically, he didn't dare linger. Who knew when that crazy bitch would come back!
"I'm finally free!" Yusuke found the door and ran barefoot without bothering to grab any shoes.
Bang!
Just as his hand touched the door handle, a sharp pain struck the back of his head. Something hard hit him suddenly, and his vision went completely dark. His body swayed before collapsing to the ground with a loud thud.
...
"Where am I?" Yusuke muttered as he woke up, finding himself in the same place. A sharp pain stung the back of his head, making him wince.
"Yu-kun... you disappointed me..." Suddenly, the voice he dreaded caught his attention. He turned his head and saw Murayama's figure standing in a corner of the room, looking at him with a cold look. "I didn't want to do this, but you forced me." He noticed traces of blood staining her dress.
"What do you mean?" An ominous feeling crept over his heart, as if a hand was tightly clutching it. He tried to move his hand. "My hand... why can't I feel my hand?!" Then he realized that he couldn't sense his hand... he couldn't sense any of his limbs!
Slowly and stiffly, Yusuke twisted his neck like a rusted machine. Under his horrified eyes, he discovered that all his limbs were cut off!
His arms and legs were gone!
He had become a human stick!
"Impossible... impossible... This can't be real! It has to be a dream! Yes, a terrible dream!" Yusuke's eyes bloodshot, tears pouring down his face. He screamed in desperation, shaking his head like he could shake the nightmare away.
Its too much to bear! Who could accept the fate of became a stick!
"It's not a dream! You were disobedient, and I had to punish you, Yu-kun! From now on, you can never leave me!" Murayama slowly walked over from the corner. There was a trace of pain in her eyes as she looked at his hysterical, broken state.
"Why are you doing this to me? Monster! You're a monster! I curse you, bitch! I'll never forgive you, even if I die! Fuck you, bitch!" Her voice snapped the last string. Yusuke stared at her with bloodshot eyes. His life was already miserable, drowning in endless bullshit thrown at him, but this bitch had destroyed his last shred of will to live.
"..." Despite his hateful words, Murayama's face remained cold. She stretched out her hand and spread her palm. Suddenly, a glowing purple light flashed from her palm, and a sword appeared.
It was a long sword with a blue handle and a long purple blade. Faint, obscure inscriptions ran along both sides of the blade.
"..." The scene shocked Yusuke into silence. He stared at the sword, disbelief written all over his face.
How the fuck did a sword suddenly appear?!
"Do you know what this is?" Murayama held the sword and swung it casually through the air. "It's called a Sacred Gear. Sona-sama helped me reincarnate as a devil and showed me how to awaken it."
"She even taught me how to use magic."
"I used this sword to cut off your limbs, and magic to heal you quickly. Convenient, right?" Murayama played with the sword, smiling happily like a child showing off a new toy to their parents.
"..." Yusuke's mouth stayed open. He stared at the sword for a moment, then back at Murayama before his head slumped back onto the bed. His vacant eyes fixed on the ceiling.
Murayama put the sword away and moved slowly, swaying her hips as she threw off her clothes. Soon, the sound of her moans filled the room once again.
...
Days passed like this. Yusuke stopped resisting, like a broken doll, letting Murayama do whatever she wanted.
Since he refused to eat, Murayama fed him through a nasogastric tube.
As for his other needs, she always handled them personally. At first, she had trouble dealing with his shit, but when it came to his piss, that crazy bitch drank it straight like some golden holy liquid. Now that he only ate liquids, she was happy to drink his piss instead of dealing with his shit.
Clang!
The familiar metallic sound echoed. Yusuke's eyes flicked toward the door, and his numb eyes suddenly shrank in shock!
Murayama entered the room, dragging her sacred gear on the ground, leaving a sharp trail behind. Her clothes were drenched in blood, half her face smeared with it. Her eyes looked empty only when they met his did they flicker with a faint light. She smiled, crazier and more twisted than before.
"Yu-kun... I killed them... they wanted to take you from me..."
"I didn't want to... but they wanted to take you from me..."
"They wanted to take you from me..."
"They said they would report this to the police..."
"Mama wanted to take me to the police..."
"So I killed her!"
"Why? Why is everyone trying to separate you from me...? Why??"
"Father was saying weird things, like I'm sick and crazy. He said I'm not his daughter, but a monster..."
"He wanted to call the cops on me, so I killed him too..."
"Hehehe... hahaha... hahahaha."
"I have only you now... Yu-kun~ No one will take you from me."
"No one!"
...
Days turned into more days. Yusuke's body and soul grew numb. He lost track of time in this prison.
"I want to die... when will I die?"
He whispered those words thousands, maybe tens of thousands of times each day.
But today, something was different.
Boom!
As if answering his desperate prayer...
A deafening explosion tore through the district, maybe even the entire town, reducing everything around him to rubble and flame!
Yusuke didn't feel the heat or the shockwave. Before his mind could catch up, the blast engulfed him completely, and darkness swallowed his consciousness whole.
...
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Bang!
"My head is killing me!" A hand stretched from under the blanket, slamming the alarm. As Yusuke woke up, he dragged himself from his bed, but just as he moved, his whole body froze in place, stiff. "My arms! My legs! I can walk!"
"Wait, what's going on? This is my room!" Yusuke spun around, checking his familiar room. Then he ran to the mirror and stared at his reflection. "I'm whole! I'm not a human stick!"
"What happened?" He ran back to his bed, grabbed his phone, and checked the date. It was Monday the 4th. His eyes locked on the screen. "What's going on?!"
"Was it all just a bad dream?!"
[No, it wasn't.]
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Ps1: This marks the end of the prologue. The main story begins now.
Ps2: By the way, don't be lazy, leave a fucking review.