"What is your name?" Maru asked the woman who was shamelessly bare beside him. He knew the answer to the question but had to ask it all the same to avoid invasive queries later on."I'm Lucy, Your Excellency." The woman replied and there was an evident patch of red on her thighs. A clear after effect of the battle of flesh that happened earlier that morning."Did I fuck her?" Maru thought of the amazing new experiences he got with Lucy. It was more of she fucking him than he did but it differed not. So this was fucking, just like he heard the people at the marketplace gossiped about. Maru was amazed at the whole new world that had opened up to him. It was an exercise he would gladly do over and over again. He was hooked.

Maru was tired of anyone getting on his good graces and asking favors left and right. This woman most of all, has no right to ask something from him at this moment, especially after what she had done earlier. He did not forget that he was violated and raped by this woman. Even if it felt great for him, that won't excuse her action one bit."Draw your friends' images into a piece of paper and pass it to me." Maru commanded the woman. Lucy could barely breathe at all and has only afforded to move her head in a slight nod and nothing else."Hah hahh hahhh!" deep breaths echoed loudly as Lucy regained the ability to taste the luxury of having air in her lungs again. She was terrified of the boy. If he had this power earlier, then how was she able to do what she did? Doubts an

"So you see now. I was right." a gorgeous lady walked in on a seated giant. It was of a man, of humanity changed and transformed into something else entirely. A true spectacle of power in static form."Indeed." a single word uttered by the man that gave off a deep tone of masculinity as he gazed particularly at the jar between the two items that was delivered."So when will we make a move?" the lady with ashen eyes asked when she stood beside the man and mirrored his gaze unto the curious gift."You mean when will I make a move? HAHAHA! Micah, you never change. You think that I don't know that you're using us as your pawns to pave the way for you. Very wise as always. HAHAHA!" The giant of a man roa

"It is the way of life, Maru. The weak perishes while the strong lives on. To use what's available for the sake of surviving and to grab for the limited resources out there with one's own hands, it is the behavior of a true cultivator. Nobody wants to get stepped upon or taken advantage of. This is why we cultivators fight." Fade answered in length and said her beliefs about how this world works.She remembered her life as an assistant cook and reviewed what she did since becoming a cultivator. Nothing has changed. There were still those above her in status and power. Thus, she continued living and forging her path towards her freedom. And to be free, she needed power. Fade needed to become stronger."That's a sad way to live, isn't it? Why do cultivators need to struggle

"Do you want to dance again, Your Excellency?" Yara asked with a lovely smile on her face."Yes, yes. Let's dance again, Yara! HAHAHA!" Maru exclaimed after the one dance they shared. It cannot be called a simple dance. It was more of an expression. A state where nothing mattered but your partner and the singing of the notes around them. It was amazing! Maru was excited about this form of art. Time stood frozen for the duo as they swept the floor with their flowing feet and swaying arms. Up in the air and down below in level with the seated audience, they had roamed entirely undisturbed."HAHAHA! I never knew that dancing was this fun, Yara!" Maru's voice rose above the music that filled the place. The tender slow groove was replaced by the constant rocking of rapid melod