The air was filled with a faint fragrance, a blend of sacred lilies and unknown magical elements, making one feel both at ease and mysterious. I—or rather, my soul—was still floating in mid-air, adapting to this unfamiliar, somewhat frail body. Below was a massive magic circle carved with intricate patterns, beams of light flickering from the runes on the ground, illuminating this spacious and luxurious room.
A figure stood at the edge of the magic circle, slender and tall. She wore a white robe adorned with jewels, her silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, accentuating her delicate and slightly pale face. She was a beautiful princess, capable of making any man swoon, but at this moment, her face was filled with disappointment, even tinged with a hint of barely concealed disgust.
"You... are the summoned hero?" The princess's voice was clear and pleasant, yet carried a barely perceptible tremor. Her gaze was fixed tightly on me, as if she wanted to see right through me.
I steadied myself, trying hard to force a smile, but found that this body was not under my complete control. "Um... I suppose so. Your Highness, hello. My name is..."
"Enough!" The princess suddenly interrupted me, her tone sharp, starkly contrasting with her beautiful appearance. "Look at your abilities! Sleep magic? Are you sure you're not here to make a joke?"
She waved her hand, and a magical crystal ball in the corner of the room lit up, displaying my ability values: Combat Power: 5, Defense: 3, Magic Ability: Sleep Magic (Level: Beginner).
I couldn't help but feel a wave of embarrassment. The chaotic scene from the car accident still lingered in my mind; I had no idea how I ended up here or why I possessed such... useless magic.
"Your Highness, I don't know it would turn out like this," I explained cautiously, "Maybe I'm just better at sleeping..."
The princess's expression darkened further; she took a deep breath, seemingly trying to suppress her emotions.
"Do you know that the Demon King's army has captured three cities at the kingdom's border, leaving countless people homeless and dead? We no longer have time for trial and error!" Her voice was stern, laced with despair.
I felt a wave of guilt wash over me, as if I had let down her expectations and the hopes of the entire world.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I..."
"Is saying sorry useful?" A hint of bloodshot appeared in the princess's eyes as she clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her flesh. "Do you know how many resources we expended and how many mages sacrificed their lives to summon a hero?"
I fell silent, unsure how to respond. I knew I was useless, but I truly didn't mean to be.
Suddenly, the princess's gaze turned cold and resolute. She spoke slowly, "The summoning rules do not allow us to perform another summoning while the summoned is alive. To save the world... I must make a difficult decision."
I was stunned, an inexplicable sense of fear surged within me. I saw the struggle and pain in her eyes, as well as a flicker of murderous intent.
"You want... to kill me?" I asked, trembling, my voice hoarse.
The princess closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"This is the only way I can think of," her voice was hoarse, as if she were talking to herself, "For this world, for my people... I must do this."
She slowly raised her hand, a powerful magical force coalescing in her palm, a power capable of easily destroying me.
My mind went blank, despair engulfing me like a tidal wave. I looked at her, at this beautiful and strong princess, feeling death's approach, yet a strange emotion surged within me—a kind of indescribable pity.
I knew she was in pain; I knew she was reluctant. But I also knew that everything she did was to save this world.
"Wait..." I suddenly said.
The princess's hand trembled slightly, the magic in her grasp becoming unstable. She opened her eyes, looking at me with confusion.
"Can you give me a chance before you kill me?" I mustered my courage to say, "Give me a chance to prove my worth."
My voice was small, but in this silent room, it rang out clearly. I didn't know if I could do anything, but I knew I couldn't just give up. I couldn't let her bear the guilt of killing an innocent person; I couldn't let her leave an indelible scar on her path to save the world.
"A chance?" The princess's tone was laced with sarcasm. "Do you expect to use your sleep magic to fight the Demon King?"
"I know my abilities are weak, but I believe every ability has its value," I said firmly. "Give me some time to try. If I'm truly useless, you can act then."
I saw a flicker of wavering in the princess's eyes; she seemed to hesitate, weighing her options. I knew I had to convince her; I had to fight for a chance for myself and for this world.
"What can I do? What can I do?" the princess murmured softly, her tone filled with confusion.
I took a deep breath and said with all my might, "I don't know. But I know that as long as I'm alive, there is hope. As long as I try, there is a possibility to change fate. Please believe me, Your Highness, give me a chance, and I will do my utmost to help you, to save this world!"
My gaze was fixed firmly on her; I believed that even the coldest heart could be moved by sincerity.
The air fell silent once more, time seeming to freeze. I knew that my fate, as well as the fate of this world, lay in her hands. And now, everything depended on her choice.
Upon hearing my words, the flicker of wavering in the princess's eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by cold resolution. She took a step back, creating distance between us, and spoke in a commanding tone, "Guards! Drag this useless waste out and execute him!"
The heavy metal door creaked open, and two armored soldiers walked in, their expressions cold and their movements swift, like well-trained robots. I saw the glint of sharp blades at their waists, feeling death's approach.
It's over, is it really over? I screamed in despair within. Am I really going to die here, worthless, becoming a ridiculous sacrifice?
No! I can't give up! Even if hope is slim, I must fight! For myself, and for this innocent world!
As the soldiers approached me, trying to grab me, I closed my eyes, concentrated all my energy, and released all my magic!
"Sleep magic!" I silently chanted, exerting all my effort to control this weak power, letting it spread outwards.
The imperceptible magical fluctuations instantly swept through the entire room. The soldiers, once determined and filled with killing intent, suddenly moved sluggishly, their gazes starting to fade, their weapons trembling in their hands.
"What’s happening..." one of the soldiers muttered, his voice slurred, as if something was forcing him to close his eyes.
The other soldier also sensed something was wrong; he struggled to stay awake, but his eyelids grew heavier, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.
"Your Highness... be careful..." He struggled to warn the princess, but before he could finish, he collapsed to the ground with a dull thud.
I also felt fatigue; a powerful drowsiness surged over me like a tsunami. This body was too weak to sustain my prolonged use of magic. But I couldn't fall!
I forced myself to turn my gaze to the princess. She stood there, her silver hair moving without wind, a look of surprise and confusion on her exquisite face.
She raised her hand, touching the necklace around her neck that glowed softly; it was a treasure that could immunize against magic.
"What... what is this?" Her voice trembled slightly, her once-clear eyes now filled with confusion.
Indeed, a magic immunity necklace! But my magic was not ordinary sleep magic; it had a coercive effect!
She realized the danger and tried to escape, but her body felt as heavy as lead. Her steps faltered, and her breathing quickened.
"What... what did you do?" she questioned with her last bit of strength, her voice growing smaller and weaker.
I looked at her, watching her eyes gradually become hazy, watching her body slowly fall. I knew my gamble had succeeded.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness," I whispered, my voice barely audible, "I just... wanted to live."
The princess ultimately lost consciousness, collapsing to the cold floor like a delicate porcelain doll, her silver hair scattered around her, appearing fragile and beautiful.
The entire room fell silent, leaving only me and the sleeping princess, along with the soldiers lying on the ground. I felt a wave of weakness wash over me, my legs giving way as I knelt on the ground.
I gasped for air, my chest heaving. The feeling of having survived a disaster made me dizzy, but I knew I was not out of danger yet.
Though the princess was asleep, she could wake up at any moment. Moreover, there were certainly other mages and soldiers in this kingdom who could discover the situation here at any time.
I had to leave this place quickly, find a safe spot, and increase my strength. Only by becoming powerful could I survive in this dangerous other world.
I struggled to stand up, swaying as I walked to the princess. Her sleeping face was serene and beautiful, like an angel without a care in the world.
I looked at her, filled with complex emotions. I was both grateful to her and guilty towards her. I knew that everything I did was for self-preservation, but I could not deny that my actions had hurt her and betrayed her trust.
I reached out and caressed her cheek.
The cool and smooth sensation traveled from my fingertips; it was a reality I had never experienced before. For over twenty years, my life had been mundane, like countless ordinary otaku, immersed in the worlds of games and anime, engaging in platonic romances with virtual female characters. I had never truly touched a girl, let alone such a beautiful and noble princess.
Now, she was right in front of me, sleeping, completely defenseless. Her skin was as delicate as milk, exuding a faint fragrance; her long, thick eyelashes cast a soft shadow beneath her eyelids. Her red lips were slightly parted, as if waiting for a kiss.
My heart raced wildly, blood coursing faster through my veins, every cell in my body screaming with excitement and desire. I felt an uncontrollable urge to get closer to her, to explore all her secrets.
The boundary between the real world and the virtual world blurred in my mind; I felt as if I were in a romantic game filled with dreamlike colors, and the princess before me was the target I was trying to conquer.
I gently pushed aside the silver hair that fell over her forehead, revealing her smooth brow. My fingers couldn't help but lightly trace her delicate eyebrows, feeling the subtle texture.
Her skin was so soft... I marveled inwardly; this real sensation was far more intense and shocking than any virtual experience.
I couldn't resist leaning down, wanting to observe her from a closer distance, wanting to smell her enchanting fragrance. My breathing quickened, my heart raced faster, as if it were about to leap out of my chest.
I paused, trying hard to control myself. I knew my actions were wrong; she was a princess, a hero tasked with saving the world. I shouldn't take advantage of her vulnerability; I shouldn't tarnish her sanctity.
But my rationality was losing ground against the tide of desire. The emotions I had suppressed for over twenty years burst forth like a flood, completely overwhelming me.
I looked at her tempting red lips, feeling my urge grow stronger; I knew I could no longer control myself.
I slowly leaned closer to her, closed my eyes, and gently pressed my lips against hers.
Soft, warm, moist... It was an indescribably wonderful feeling, as if I had been electrocuted, instantly engulfing my entire being.
My mind went blank, completely immersed in this unprecedented experience. I greedily inhaled her breath, wanting to merge everything about her into my life.
Time seemed to stop flowing; the entire world was reduced to just me and her. I forgot about danger, forgot about responsibility, forgot everything, wanting only to indulge in this fleeting sweetness.
I wanted more...
The kiss gradually became urgent and deep; I felt like a drowning person, greedily gasping for this rare oxygen. The princess's soft lips responded to my somewhat clumsy advances, more like a silent encouragement, urging me to continue exploring this unknown territory.
I gently ended the kiss, reluctantly pulling away from her lips. The air was thick with ambiguity, and my breathing grew heavier.
My gaze fell on her chest, where it rose and fell slightly, hinting at the rhythm of her life. Through a thin layer of fabric, I could still feel that alluring curve.
Hesitation, struggle, reason, and desire clashed violently in my mind. I knew my actions were crossing moral boundaries, but I couldn't suppress my inner cravings.
Ultimately, desire triumphed over reason. I reached out my hand, trembling as I touched her chest.
My fingers carefully brushed against the soft fabric of her clothing, feeling the delicate texture. I could sense her heartbeat quickening; even in her sleep, her body still reacted to my touch.
I gently kneaded, feeling the contours of her chest. It was a soft elasticity that made me feel dizzy.
I couldn't help but want to go further, to remove the layer of clothing that obstructed my exploration, to feel that more authentic sensation.
My fingers slowly moved, unbuttoning the front of her garment. As each button came undone, her fair skin gradually revealed itself.
I held my breath, my gaze greedily fixed on the beautiful sight before me. Her skin was as white as snow, flawless, radiating a soft glow in the dim light.
My fingers lightly traced her skin, feeling that silky touch. My heartbeat quickened, and my blood boiled.
I leaned down, gently pressing my lips against her chest, softly sucking.
"Mm..." The princess let out a faint moan; though soft, it resonated clearly in this quiet room.
My body trembled, excitement surging within me. I knew my actions were wrong, but I could no longer turn back.
I cupped her fullness with both hands, gently kneading, feeling that astonishing elasticity. My breathing grew more rapid, and my body felt increasingly heated.
My rationality had completely collapsed, leaving only endless desire. I wanted to possess her, to have her, to claim everything about her as my own.
I took a deep breath and pressed my lips against her chest again, sucking harder.
That faint moan acted like a catalyst, igniting the suppressed desire within me. I felt as if I were possessed, all reason and moral constraints collapsing in that moment. The princess's unconscious reactions made me more certain that she was not entirely unaware, slightly alleviating my guilt and further indulging myself.
My hands slowly moved down, stopping at the edge of her jewel-adorned skirt. My fingers trembled violently, as if holding a priceless treasure, afraid that a careless move would damage it.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and made up my mind. Then, I slowly lifted her skirt.
The silk sensation glided over my fingertips, bringing a tingling feeling. As the skirt gradually rolled up, her long, fair legs began to reveal themselves. That perfect proportion, that smooth skin, made me feel dizzy.
My breathing became more rapid, my heart racing as if it were about to leap out of my chest. I paused for a moment, trying to control myself, but the flames of desire had already ignited, completely consuming me.
I continued to lift the skirt until I reached her waist. There, I saw her wearing a pair of white lace-trimmed panties, the thin fabric clinging to her delicate skin, outlining an alluring curve.
My throat went dry, and I swallowed hard. I reached out, trembling as I grasped the edge of the panties.
The lace felt soft and delicate, as if touching the most precious treasure in the world. I slowly, inch by inch, pulled the panties down, my movements gentle as if handling fragile porcelain.
As the panties gradually slipped down, her mysterious and alluring area slowly became visible. I saw that tender skin, the curves that hinted at infinite possibilities, that forbidden territory.
My mind went blank; all thoughts ceased. I was left with the most primal desire, wanting to possess her, to have her, to claim everything about her as my own.
I completely removed the panties and tossed them aside. My gaze greedily fixed on her, like a thirsty beast seeing its long-desired prey.
I knew my actions were wrong; I knew I was doing something unforgivable. But I could no longer turn back; the torrent of desire had pulled me into the abyss, and I could only let it dictate my actions.
I leaned down, bringing my lips close to her ear, softly saying, "I'm sorry, Your Highness. But I... can't help it."
At that moment, I was entirely driven by primal desire. The princess's serene sleeping face, her perfect body, transformed into burning flames, consuming the last remnants of my rationality. I was no longer the timid otaku; I had become a beast controlled by desire.
I trembled as I removed my own clothes, exposing my equally tense and unfamiliar body. I could feel the blood surging through my veins, hear my heart pounding like a drum. I took a deep breath, positioning my body towards the princess, the entrance to the forbidden land.
Lacking experience, my movements were clumsy and awkward. I cautiously attempted, but I could never accurately find the position. My hands trembled, my body shook, both from excitement and nervousness.
Finally, after several failed attempts, I found the right direction. I slowly inched closer to her, feeling the warmth of her skin.
"Mm..." The princess let out a faint moan, the sound like an electric current, instantly coursing through my body, making me more excited and more nervous.
I paused, hesitant to proceed. I knew that the next step would change everything, would utterly tarnish the princess's purity.
But I could no longer turn back. I had come this far; I could no longer control my desire.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then, with all my strength, pushed forward.
"Ah..." The princess let out a painful moan, her body trembling slightly.
I felt a barrier, the hymen, the last line of defense symbolizing purity. I hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose to break through.
I gritted my teeth and thrust hard.
"Hiss..." The princess let out an even more painful moan, her body shaking violently.
I felt the barrier break, and I knew I had hurt her; I had tarnished her.
But I didn't stop. I could no longer stop.
I slowly entered her body, feeling her tight embrace. It was a sensation I had never experienced before, a stimulation that was irresistible.
I began to move slowly, feeling her warmth and softness. My breathing grew more rapid, and my heart raced faster.
I was completely immersed in this primal pleasure, forgetting time, forgetting the place, forgetting who I was.
In my mind, there was only one thought: to possess her, to have her, to claim everything about her as my own.
I thrust harder, feeling her body's response. I knew I was hurting her; I knew I was doing something unforgivable.
But I felt no guilt.
After all, she had once wanted to kill me. In this world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, survival is the most important thing. To survive, I could resort to any means necessary. As for morality and conscience, what do they matter in the face of death?
The tight embrace enveloped me like warm water, and I gradually adapted to this unusual sensation. Each thrust felt like exploring an unknown territory, filled with tension, excitement, and indescribable pleasure.
I began to move rhythmically, one thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts... The initial awkwardness gradually faded, replaced by an instinctual craving, a desire to completely merge with her body.
I closed my eyes, feeling the softness and warmth of the princess's body. Every subtle tremor of her body, every unconscious moan, felt like the greatest encouragement, spurring me to take more reckless actions.
My hands also became restless, slowly moving to her chest, gently caressing her breasts. That soft and full sensation made me feel dizzy.
I lightly kneaded with my fingers, feeling the contours of her chest. The smoothness of her skin and the sensitivity of her nipples intoxicated me, making it impossible to extricate myself.
My breathing grew more rapid, my heart raced faster. I couldn't help but open my eyes, wanting to see what she looked like now.
She remained asleep, her serene face resembling an angel without a care in the world. But her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she were enduring pain.
A flicker of guilt flashed through my heart, but I quickly cast that feeling aside. The fact that she wanted to kill me reminded me that in this cruel world, I had to protect myself.
I leaned down, gently pressing my lips against her forehead, kissing her. Then, my kiss traveled down her cheek, finally resting on her lips.
I gently sucked on her lips, feeling their softness. I wanted to take away all her pain, to soothe all her sadness.
I deepened the kiss, probing my tongue into her mouth, entangling with hers. Her mouth was filled with a sweet fragrance, intoxicating me.
As I kissed her, I continued to thrust. My movements grew faster and more intense, as if I wanted to release all my passion.
The princess's body began to tremble violently; she let out an even more painful moan. I knew I was hurting her, but I could no longer stop.
I was completely immersed in the torrent of desire, unable to extricate myself. I just wanted to enjoy this fleeting pleasure, wanting to cast aside all my worries and pain.
My body grew hotter, my breathing more rapid. I knew I was nearing my peak.
With all my strength, I thrust hard, pouring all my essence into her body.
"Ah..." I let out a low growl, then collapsed weakly onto her.
My mind went blank, and my body completely lost its strength. I lay on her, gasping for air, feeling the aftershocks of my body.
After a long time, my consciousness gradually returned. I looked at the princess beneath me, filled with complex emotions.
I had hurt her; I had tarnished her. But I had no regrets.
In this world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, I had simply made my choice for survival.
And now, I had to face everything that followed.
She would wake up; she would be furious; she would want to kill me.
But I was no longer that defenseless otaku. I had become strong; I had learned to protect myself.
And next, I would use my power to survive in this cruel world.
My body felt as if all strength had been drained, weakly collapsing onto the princess. After a while, I slowly regained some strength. I carefully moved my body away to avoid crushing her, then began to put on my clothes that seemed out of place in this world.
I knew I shouldn't stay here long. I couldn't imagine what would happen when the princess woke up, and I didn't dare to face it. Escape! That was my only thought at this moment.
I stumbled out of the room, relying on my hazy memory to navigate, avoiding patrolling guards, and finally reached the castle's back door.
The moment I stepped out of the castle, I felt a wave of relief. The air outside was so fresh, even with a hint of chill, it made me feel incredibly free.