Chapter 541: A Strange Guardian

“…” Takashi grabs my breasts roughly, squeezing as the flesh molds around his hands; he reflexively lifts his hand when he feels liquid trickling out.

“This…”

“I got pregnant a while back and I’m still producing milk. Just ignore it, it’s not like it’s surprising,” I roll my eyes at the unnecessary pause over such a trivial detail.

I bite my lips as he grips even harder and shoves his cock all the way inside in one go.

“Now that’s more like it, Takashi. But you’re still holding back too much. Use a little of that hatred on me, come on.” He begins to move his hips, and unfortunately, it doesn’t hurt at all. He doesn’t have enough Mana to cause me [Pain], so it’s just mildly pleasurable.

’Well, he seems to be enjoying it… I wonder what’s going through his mind… Oh, this is a good time to test the magical power suppression.’ I have so much magic that monsters were running away from me all the time.

I was developing a method to suppress all the visible Mana I let escape. It’s still incomplete, but it should reduce my Mana defense by losing one of the layers.

“Urghhm!?” I writhe with a moan, feeling how my folds cling to his cock and are violently pulled. Immediately, it makes me cum. I wrap my legs around his hips, moaning at the squeeze of them on my breasts.

“Are you that scared to curse me out, boy? You seem so restrained. I’m going to kill you anyway, why not use that to be bold?” He’s biting his lips so hard they bleed.

“Are you listening to me?!” He seems pretty inert in his own pleasure. What a pity. But I turn my gaze back to the colors of his emotions while letting out moans. It’s reaching the point I want.

’Just a little more… As long as no significant variation occurs…’ I cum again. I never thought reducing my Mana would make such a difference.

“Hmmmm!!” He finishes cumming, a pretty generous amount this time. However, he’s panting. It must be exhausting to muster energy for this monstrous penis with a human body and almost no Mana.

“You know, that was truly pathetic. I expected curses and for you to hit me…” I say as he collapses on top of my body. I begin to grow, and grow, assuming my true form once again.

Because now the sex is over, and I see no more reason to stay in that previous form I used only for sex. Now I want to eat him and move on.

“I-Is it over?” He seems somewhat disappointed.

“Of course. You’re already as delicious as I want. I don’t need to wait anymore.” I get up from the floor, grabbing him with one hand while observing his emotions. That completely black aura, entirely coated in a dark pink film that is the lust I wanted to add to the hatred.

“But don’t worry, I’ll kill you quickly. I’ll start by chewing your head, and you can die peacefully. I’ll keep my promise. The heroes went through hell.” The mouth on my stomach opens wide.

He looks very afraid, but I don’t care as I slowly bring him to my mouth. Everything falls into an uncomfortable silence as he approaches my maw.

“W-Wai-”

CRACK

Without giving him time to speak, I bite off the upper half of his torso, tearing it completely away. Blood runs down my belly as I chew with a sound of cracking bones.

“Hmmmmm, delicious. Takashi, your flavor is better than all the sex you had with me.” I chew it enchantedly. The body itself is nothing special, but the emotions I’m chewing are the most delicious thing I’ve eaten so far. It’s a sweet and bitter touch.

The mixture of his hatred and the lust I enveloped him in at that moment created this harmony I knew was perfect.

CRACK!

I put the other piece of him in my mouth and start chewing. It’s like an intense psychological orgasm, truly a delight I didn’t expect. I feel satiated, which is a rarity, since normally I eat and eat nonstop and still feel that lingering hint of hunger that never satisfies.

“Worth the wait…”

[System Notice, New passive unlocked!

23=Enlightenment – After a complete acceptance of the past, present, and future, your mind and soul have achieved enlightenment, the state of absolute understanding of your own existence, thus gaining the ability to passively influence the emotions of everyone around you based on your own emotional state.]

“Hmm?… Oh… Interesting passive… Does it mean if I’m calm, I force people near me to become calm, and if I’m irritated, I force nearby people to also become irritated?…” It has its generally useful applications.

“Enlightenment… I gained this just by devouring my past self?…” I stand up from the floor, looking around, and to my surprise, Takashi has reappeared.

In the exact spot he was before, but now he has some kind of barrier around him, as if something forbids me from interacting with him again now that I’ve devoured him.

“So he came back? Must be because he’s important for the continuity of the story… I wonder if he remembers me?” I wish I could touch him again to make him start acting, but it seems I can’t.

“Well, now I can call myself a Type A Enlightened, hahahaha.” I laugh at that as I start walking around, looking for more interesting things to interact with or to eat.

Of course, information is being forcibly inserted into my head every moment, and I’m regulating it calmly.

“Hey, guardian. Shouldn’t you stop me from eating things in this place? I can feel that barrier is your doing. So if you’re active enough to defend something, why not active enough to try to kill me?” I ask the nothingness. I still feel the presence of that thing staring at me.

But it doesn’t manifest. Which is strange, because it didn’t even try to stop me from devouring a piece of the creation, but actively defended that piece after it respawned.

’Could it be… I can destroy whatever I want once, but I must not destroy it twice because maybe that thing won’t come back? Or maybe it wants to prevent a loop? Or a paradox?’ I would love to eat Takashi again, so the defense makes sense, since if I saw him recover again and again, I wouldn’t stop eating him.

“You know, Guardian of the Foundations of Creation, I’m not very patient…” I point in a random direction.

“[Doom: Annihilation of Matter = I sacrifice 10% of my current mana, and 5% of my mana regeneration capacity for the next 30 minutes in exchange for destroying all matter my magic comes into contact with.]”

I use the Doom element, firing an immense black beam that erases everything ahead, trying to make the guardian at least appear, because its gaze fills me with an uncomfortable sensation.

“You watch, and watch, and watch. Is it interesting to see a goddess having sex with her past self? Or perhaps you’re too tempted by my body to appear? I know I’m beautiful, but still, stares from others are disgusting.” I provoke, but get no reaction.

’10% of my mana in the Doom element was enough to erase an area easily larger than a galaxy, yet still no reaction…’ It seems I overestimated the value of the foundations of creation.

Maybe because it’s different for everyone, whether it gets damaged or not ends up making no difference. Maybe because it always rebuilds itself.

“Crawling in the shadows like a worm…” I murmur as the mouth on my belly licks the blood that dripped when I devoured Takashi.

“…” Ironically, I’d rather be attacked by the guardian than be constantly observed. An attack is direct, predictable, and above all, logical. But observation is constant, unpredictable, and above all, causes this discomfort and forces me to stay alert.

’It feels more intense than when I arrived here. Was it because I interacted with Takashi?’ I don’t know. I enjoyed the meal and think it was worth it, but it’s still confusing.

’Maybe it’s because it’s an Entity instead of a goddess?’ There are differences. I think the avatars of the Primordial Goddess fall into the [Entity] category, just like Amiya’s Stars. Those avatars are not deities like me and the others, yet they are on an incredibly high plane.

Being Entities, they must be bound to simple logic, because such beings are too harmful to reality.

’So this thing watching me must be an Entity. But if it’s a Level 1 Trillion Entity, what exactly is its purpose?’ That thing attacked my mother after being attacked when my mother saw the foundations of creation.

So what fundamentally differentiates me from my mother that makes it so I’m only observed, but not attacked?

“Haa…” My brain is too busy processing information, so 90% of my processing capacity can’t be used to try to find the answer, or I’d die of brain death and have my soul affected according to what my mother said.

“If you won’t reveal yourself, fine. I don’t need you to appear anyway…” I start walking. I’ll look for the child goddesses and try to find the Goddess of the Apocalypse to interact with her.

Maybe I’ll even find a static avatar of the Primordial Goddess and can talk to it, since here in the foundations of creation, absolutely everything that exists in existence seems to be fixed at a point in time.

“Now that I stop to think, what was ancient magic like?” I look around, and there are magical attacks scattered about, static in time. I don’t recognize any of them. Some seem like weak spells, but others have a power I can feel even while they’re frozen.

’You could learn a lot of magic just by observing the behavior of magic in this place…’ This place is truly perfect for training, but there’s so much that I get easily distracted.

’Focus! I can train magic later. My time here is limited, so I should move forward and try to find the most useful things possible to learn about…’ I try to ignore the bothersome gaze as I press on.

Using my Mana as a giant radar to detect any magic level above 500 million, since any being with a level above 500 million could be interesting to interact with.

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