A man with a towering, mountain-like build, neatly slicked-back hair, and shadowed eyes stared at the training arena. Countless espers were engaged in a highly synchronized simulation exercise.
From his shut mouth came a voice that echoed like a cavern.
“His whereabouts.”
“I… I’m sorry.”
The aide standing behind the man cautiously responded.
“They’ve erased all traces of movement on their end, so the tracking progress continues to slow.”
“If it’s him, wiping the memories of any witnesses would be nothing.”
Jang Hee-gang murmured lazily.
Joo Cheong-gyeong, who had abandoned him in the form of betrayal, forgetting even the grace of having been taken in, had become a significant blemish to Jang Hee-gang. The day Joo Cheong-gyeong vanished along with those who had followed him, Jang Hee-gang had nearly lost control in a fit of rage.
“He really ran wild.”
This recent hotel raid orchestrated by Joo Cheong-gyeong was no doubt meant to sabotage his troop expansion plans. He must’ve gone all in, making it so influential figures in politics and finance were desperate to capture him. There was even a possibility that somewhere, the location of this underground base had been compromised. The opponent was an esper with a real knack for sowing chaos.
That left him with two options: Wait for the enemy to strike… or…Accelerate his plans and launch a preemptive move.
Jang Hee-gang lowered his gaze, brushing the corner of his mouth.
Soon after, he made his decision—to choose the former. He judged that fighting within his own territory could work to his advantage.
“Should we deploy more personnel?”
“No. There’s no point in chasing Joo Cheong-gyeong any longer.”
Jang Hee-gang began to walk.
“It’s time we focused on welcoming our guests instead.”
Those passing through the corridor halted in place and bowed their heads respectfully toward Jang Hee-gang. He issued a series of instructions to his aide as he made his way to his office.
Once alone in the quiet room, he sat in his chair.
Tap. Tap. His index finger rhythmically tapped against the desk.
The only person he considered a real threat to him was Cha Eun-hyuk. That man would come fully prepared, so they had to greet him with equal sincerity.
He recalled a young Cha Eun-hyuk, who had awakened his abilities in a flash of raw fury, showing no fear. There was no forgetting him. The reason Cha Eun-hyuk—long since a full-grown adult—had climbed to his current position… was to take him down.
It wasn’t just revenge born from the murder of his father that drove him.
“It must’ve been because of my warning—that one day, he might harm his younger brother.”
He retraced the memory of that baby, once as angelic as could be. So small he nearly fit in the palm of one hand, his warm, pulsing little body had felt almost magical.
Cha Eun-soo.
The moment he murmured that name under his breath, a strange sensation crept over him. Jang Hee-gang recognized it instantly—the onset of a searing headache, as though someone were wringing out his brain.
This was often the precursor to a vision.
A pitch-black night. A rooftop, likely atop a building. A slim man turned to look at him. The wind tousled his hair, brushing across his forehead. Jang could make out the expression, yet oddly enough, couldn’t retain any memory of his features.
The man spoke, puzzled.
“Are you okay?”
His voice was riddled with static, barely audible, but it sounded like he was asking if he was alright.
Jang Hee-gang lowered his gaze and looked at his own hands.
They were trembling slightly.
“You’re dressed… so lightly in this winter weather…”
The man mumbled, and with that, a surge of intense emotion welled up within Jang Hee-gang. He couldn’t quite place what it was.
He slowly stepped toward the man. Sensing something off, the man flinched and backed away. The railing behind him drew closer.
…!
Jang Hee-gang abruptly pulled the man into a tight embrace.
The man stiffened in shock, his body freezing within his grasp.
“Wh-what are you doing…!”
The man immediately tried to push him away, but soon seemed startled by how immovable Jang Hee-gang’s body was—like a stone pillar.
Jang bowed his head, burying his lips into the man’s pale neck. And with the hand that hadn’t wrapped around the other’s waist—hidden from his view—he pulled out a dagger.
Despite the trembling, his movements showed no hesitation.
The merciless blade drove into the soft, defenseless flesh.
“Agh…!”
A sharp gasp followed. The man couldn’t even scream. His head fell back, eyes blown wide in shock and agony.
His rigid body pitched over the edge of the railing.
Jang Hee-gang could’ve held him back. He could’ve prevented the fall.
But instead, he kept holding him—and let them fall together.
The vision usually ended there.
“Khhh…!”
Jang Hee-gang clutched his head, his face contorting in anguish.
He knew exactly what this recurring phenomenon meant.
It was the result of corrupted wavelengths—resonance decayed by improper guiding. He didn’t know why the same vision kept repeating… but still…
He’d long accepted the truth.
That he was going insane.
This was part of the madness.
***
[An error has occurred.]
A sterile white space, densely packed with floating windows filled with endlessly scrolling, complex code.
A dry mechanical voice alerted its master to a problem. The system turned toward it in a panic—and flinched.
[Again? Seriously, again?]
A youthful voice trembled, on the verge of tears.
[There’s no way his memories should come back just from a reset.]
[An error has occurred.]
[What if he ends up recovering everything? He thinks it’s all because he’s going crazy and just misunderstands on his own, but still…]
[Error…]
[Okay, okay! I get it!]
The system frantically waved its hands, forcefully shutting the windows.
[But there’s no solution… Reinitializing again would cause even worse side effects.]
The childlike figure sat curled up on the floor, burying their face into their knees.
[As if it isn’t already a pain dealing with that other world constantly watching for a chance to take the Player back.]
[…]
[If they interfere again like last time and suggest abandoning the quest, we’re screwed.]
Even the little conveniences designed to make the Player not want to leave had their limits.
What had it done so far…? Enhanced his pleasure sensors, adjusted his mental state, granted him abilities to escape frustrating situations…
Muttering to itself, the system slowly lifted its head.
It couldn’t overextend its authority… but if necessary, even a forced intervention—
[He absolutely can’t be taken back.]
For the sake of maintaining this world.
Its inhuman, round eyes glowed an eerie blue.
***
The sky darkened as if it might pour at any moment. Unlike the gloomy world outside, the room was brightly lit.
A wide, plush sofa rocked violently. Seated firmly at the center of it was a man, gripping the waist of the young man straddling him as he drove his cock upward. Though he appeared lean, his body was sculpted with taut muscle and completely bare. The slender young man on top wore a sleeveless one-piece dress.
The hem of the skirt fluttered restlessly over his pale thighs. There was no resisting the fierce thrusts of the thick cock ramming into the tight hole beneath. Hidden beneath layers of cloth, the monstrous column of flesh surged relentlessly, swelling thicker with every push.
“Haah, ah, aah!”
Cha Eun-soo moaned sweetly, eyes half-lidded and dazed. Rather than feeling any shame, he seemed completely overwhelmed with pleasure.
Joo Cheong-gyeong bit into the soft skin where the shoulder strap had slipped down, exposing Eun-soo’s flesh. His teeth sank in, leaving a deep, visible mark.
“Aaagh!”
The sudden jolt of pain caused Eun-soo’s hole to clench tightly. With a low groan, the Esper drove his cock in deeper, intensifying his pace. The inner walls, already drenched with the cum he had selfishly pumped inside, remained hot and gripping, eagerly swallowing his shaft.
Cha Eun-soo clung to Joo Cheong-gyeong’s face, panting harshly. Cheong-gyeong licked at those trembling lips before slipping his tongue inside, invading the younger man’s mouth. Wet, eager mucosa welcomed him, wrapping around his tongue with obscene squelch, slurp sounds.
“Mm, mmm! Ngh!”
Slurp!
The rhythm of his thrusts reached a fever pitch, seemingly unable to get any faster. At the height of his passion, Joo Cheong-gyeong slammed his massive cock deep inside Cha Eun-soo’s trembling body. In that exact moment—Eun-soo came inside the dress, and Cheong-gyeong climaxed inside Eun-soo, his cock plunging all the way to the colon.
“Hnnngh…!”
The unfamiliar sensation made Cha Eun-soo’s eyes roll back. Cheong-gyeong wrapped his arms around the youth’s swaying body, barely keeping him upright. Then he lowered his head, sucking hard on one of Eun-soo’s stiff nipples while subtly rolling his hips again.
Even the afterglow was intense. Still reeling from the explosive orgasm, the Guide couldn’t regain his senses immediately, his entire body trembling as he let out soft, broken moans.
“Haa…”
Joo Cheong-gyeong exhaled hotly, then whispered into Cha Eun-soo’s ear while cradling the back of his neck.
“No matter how many times we do it, it’s not enough. Just how many more times do I need to cum to feel satisfied?”
“Ugh… mmgh…”
“But maybe we should stop now, since you might be pregnant.”
The Esper gently stroked the Guide’s abdomen. Once flat, it now bulged slightly—distended from the sheer amount of cock and cum stuffed inside.
Cha Eun-soo barely registered the question, instinctively nodding his head. Joo Cheong-gyeong, fully aware, only sighed in mock disappointment.
“Oh dear. Our Eun-soo must be quite worn out.”
“Hnnngh…”
“Well, I didn’t even touch the front, and you still came like that… Just how much did you feel?”
Joo Cheong-gyeong’s eyes, not the least bit fatigued, drifted toward the front of Cha Eun-soo’s dress, now soaked and clinging with his own slick arousal.
The heat in his gaze surged instantly.
