《Chaos Harborer》 Chapter 1: Trucks are overestimated Void. Darkness. Absence of light. Blindness. There are many names for the feeling or place I''m in right now. I ought to know myself where I am, or even just what happened. I only remember seeing as a truck came crashing down the street, as a little girl was passing said street. I, of course, being the hero I am, watched as it happened whilst eating a sandvich. I saw as the truck smashed into the girl and turned her into grinded meat. But, as any good truck without a driver would do, it suddently turned and bagan to dash towards me. I immediately threw myself to the side, dodging the mad truck. It came close to hitting me, but luckily, it missed. Fate must have been pretty mad at me for surviving this, considering a fucking arrow suddently flew and stabbed me right in the heart. I turned to see a guy running towards me. He had tears down his eyes and a bow in his hand. Fate, you bastard, why would you destroy my meager 43 years old life! I never even had a chance to go skydiving into a battlefield... So, here I currently am. Floating in a void with no idea of what will happend to me. Following the tipical story-line, God should now make his nice and timely appearance... Well, not exactly timely, considering I don''t quite feel a sense of time in this place, but I guess time is overrated. Who needs it... I keep waiting. And waiting. And more waiting. And even more waiting. After what seemed like hours and hours, I finally see a small light flicker into existance in front of me. About time, you damn shitty god... Where you going to send me insane from boredom? Well, congratulations, since you almost succeded. I look at the strange light and wait for it to finally make a god or some shit appear. I keep waiting, but nothing happends, so I try to move my floating body towards it and catch it with my hands. Nothing happends yet again. Slightly curious, I bring it close to my face to get a better look at it, and suddently my instincts take over and I throw the spark in my mouth. I gulp it down and feel a brief moment of euphoria in doing so. Haha... Is this some sort of soul realm? Am I cursed to wander eternity around here, eating sparks? Haha... fuck... Luckily for me, I suddently feel myself in a completely white room. I look around, slightly dazed, and find a desk... floating. Yup, it''s floating upon nothingness, just like me. Behind said desk is a man in perhaps his 20''s, who I assume is some sort of god from all of this bullshit that happened. I shrug my shoulders since there''s nothing I can do about it by now and walk... no, float towards the desk. I arrive in front of it and look at the man behind it, who was staring at me with curious eyes but keeping silent. "Well, mr. God, mind telling me wether I''m going to hell, heaven, reincarnated, kept as an apostle, tortured, used as a slave or reborn? I''d like to know what your excellence is going to do with this lowly soul of mine." I say, with obvious sarcasm in my voice. The man''s face breaks into a smile, and he says "Hehehe, my investigation were correct it seems. You are indeed the perfect choice for me. I like your attitude, human. Well~, you can choose yourself wether you want to be reborn into a world where I will grant you powers in exchange for a little task I will give you~." I look at the ''god'' with sharp eyes and say "Well, that certainly doesn''t sound like a bad deal, but do tell me this ''task'' of yours." The man''s grin widens even more, and he responds "Well~... Chaos! I want chaos! That world is constantly under the protection of ''heroes'' and other bullshit... I hate that! A world of mine dares to be peaceful! Can you believe it!?" I almost break into a laugh and answer "Hahaha... no. I don''t believe it. What kind of shitty world is it where you can''t even conquer it just to destroy it? Haha... If I had been born into that world beforehand without meeting Your Excellence I''d have killed myself out of boredom..." My sarcasm was gone. I seriously would have...Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation. "Hehe... I knew I made the right choice spending so much essenceon you... Well~, Garold Harkrain, once the conqueror of the world and titled the ''Crazed Tyrant'', do you want to become my apostle of chaos?" I look at the man and say "That''s a shitty name, just so you know. I''d rather be a simple and humble apostle." Both of our smiles were insanely large, and I couldn''t help but to laugh outloud. "Hahahaha, sure! Become my apostle! Well, now that you agreed with the boring part, let''s get down to business shall we~? Let''s get you some crazy destructive powers... Hehehe, I can''t wait for you to rampage..." I look at the crazy god who killed me only to have me reborn with a raised eyebrow and say "Hm? Why would I want crazy destructive powers? I have much, much better ideas in my mind..." The man laughs and waves his hand. Suddently, a screen appears in front of my face.
Name: / / / / / / / / /
Age: 43
Gender: / / / / / / / / /
Race: / / / / / / / / /
Powers: None
I look at the screen with a blank face. Yup, I''m completely blank right now... I guess I''ll need to fill myself out? I look at the god with a questioning look, and he answers with a smug smile "Well~, I''ll send all possible options into your mind. Do choose between races, ages and powers. Your name shall be decided by your parents, and even I can''t control fate, so good luck with that." As he finishes saying that, I feel a stream of information rush into my head. I groan at the sudden mental strain, but try to keep a straight face. There are several hundreds of superpowers, some very broad and some specific. I only have a general description for each one of them, so I''ll need time to consider this. Also, I can see quite a number of... exotic species in the information the god sent into my head. "... Give me a moment or two to consider my options. I can also see that each thing costs ''karma'', but I don''t actually know how much of it I have. Mind telling me?" The god nods at my question and says "Well, don''t worry too much about the karma. Just pick a couple powers you like and I''ll find something to offset them, for now, just pick." I nod in aknowledgment and begin to sort through all of the information. Fire control, shapeshifting, flight... there are lots of powers that sound cool, but simply don''t fit me. I spend two entire hours simply going through all of the powers, carefully inspecting each and every one of them. In the end, I pick out the powers that I find the strongest and most resourceful: Infinite Regeneration, Godly Attributeand Mental Manipulation. The names are mostly self-explaining. Infinite Regenation grants me extreme regeneration and immortality to aging, godly beingwill give me an extremely powerful body and Mental Manipulation lets me mess with a person''s memories, sanity or even take control of them for periods of time. I look at the god, who was silently looking at me with his head resting on his hands. "I''ve chosen. Infinite Regeneration, Godly Attribute and Mental Manipulation. Also, if you can, max out every physical stat on my body and put the rest into memory." The god nods at me and says "Well, did you decide the race yet?" I nod at him and say "Yeah." I stay silent for a bit, and the god looks at me suspiciously "Well? Which race?" I look at him with a wierd expression and say "Well~... Since being a human is boring, and since I already know what being a male feels like, how about I give a go to the succubus race just for a change?" The god had his mouth in an ''o'' shape, but then began to laugh and said "Haha, well, that''ll be interesting. Sure, as a gift, let''s give you the most beautiful body out there." I nod at him. Being beautiful can be dangerous, but really helpful at times... "Well, seems like we''re ready to send you off. I will give you up to a hundred years to live in peace and train, but after that I want you to do something crazy. I don''t care what, just do it." I nod, and feel myself being pulled out of the white space. I don''t miss the smirk on god''s face though, and I''m sure he didn''t miss mine either. This is going to be fun... Chapter 2: Life Drain As I felt my body disappear from the white world, I suddently found myself on top ofan altar. There were several shady men around me, and if I do basic fantasy 101, these guys are the ones who summoned me. I could feel that my body was very different from what it used to be, meaning I felt a weight on both my front and back. A little after I arrived, the men stopped mumbling incohesively and began to talk excitedly with one another. Shame that I don''t understand their language... I stayed on the altar to assess my situation. In my past life, I was a black-belt in several martial arts, examples being aikido, karate, judo and taikwando, so I''m confident I can take down these men if I add my new and improved body, but I''m curious to see what they want from me. One of them, probably their leader, came up in front of the altar and kneeled a couple meters away from me. "Oh great demon! We wish to seek your guidance to spread our great sect, we beseech you, please help us!" The man talked in english, but with what sounded like a very bad nordic accent. Huh, I''m not a fan of terrorists or cultists, and these guys definitely step inside of the stereotype, that said, it could be useful to use them to get established. However, for as much as I like chaos, I''m not a senseless mass-murdering terrorist, so I have a better idea... I walk next to the kneeling man, who was still looking down and I touch his forehead and try to prod into his mind. I somehow am able to do so, I don''t know how I do it, but I just do. I destroy his mental fortitude and take over his mind, essentially turning him into a mindless slave. I then order him through our newborn link "Order these men to get out." "Men, I must speek to the demon in private! Leave!" The 6 remaining guys look at their leader with a questioning look, but leave the room anyway. As soon as they do, I go back inside of the mind of the leader and take away his memories. Oh, so they are indeed terrorists, and the worst of their kind in their own rights too. Kidnapping children to use as sacrifice, placing bombs near public areas, killing anyone who doesn''t follow their cult... The list goes on and on. They''re apparently led by a really rich and powerful ''villain'', whom gives them money in exchange for them completing certain missions. I spend another 5 minutes sorting his memories. Apparently, the world has four major forces: The military, the villains, the heroes and the rogues. The military are people who don''t have superpowers and they generally fight wars and villains, but occasionally they also target enemy nation''s heroes. Heroes and villains are... heroes and villains? One protects the people and the other does mafia-like activities, not much to be said. Rogues are neutral, and differ between one another. They range from dumb kids who try to act cool to seriously dangerous and/or strong people. There appear to also be other races that derivate from humans. They''re called mutants, and range from vampires, werewolves, elves, people made of metal... These mutations often derivate from unlocking one''s inner power, which is essentially the power heroes, villains and rogues almost always have. Said powers can be almost anything, frombeing able to clean anything to perfection to being able to spew fire out of your mouth. With an idea of the world around me, I focus on the last thing I still don''t know. Myself. I look around the room and conviniently, there is a mirror-like wall on one side. I walk next to it, but the sight that follows does impress me a little. There was a girl around her 20''s standing in the mirror. Red hair came down all the way to her back and two wings sprouted from said back. They had were black on the muscle and bones, and red in the leathery skin inbetween. She also had a long and red tail with a black spear-like tip at the end. With a beutiful face, two 40cm long horns came out of her temples that curved downwards. Along with decent breasts and a nicely-shaped butt, she looked quite god-like. Well, that''s me... I guess God Attribute isn''t just for show... I was only waringThis tale has been unlawfully obtained from Royal Road. If you discover it on Amazon, kindly report it. I admired myself for a while, then began to try to move my tail. It was quite the weird feeling, it felt like having an arm that could bend in all directions. I even petted it for a bit, and it felt really good... Well, considering I''m now a succubus, I suppose sexual interaction in general will feel even more pleasant, thogh now that I think of it I don''t exactly ''feel'' the need to go and rape men, I still felthunger when I saw those guys, but I feel as if sleeping with them isn''t completely necessary. I walk back to the man who had a completely unfocused look on his face. He will never wake up again, considering I burned all of his memories and shut down his consciousness. He''s essentially a walking puppet now... Poor guy. Not. he was a creepy and sadistic cultist who could even be considered a terrorist, so no guilt for him. Not that I''d feel any even if he was innocent though. When I''m right in front of the man, I take his face with both of my hands and place a deep kiss on his lips. I then wrap my wings around ourselves, and my instincts take over. I begin to drain his life away, which somehow gets me extremely... excited. I couldn''t help but to almost bite him as I kissed him more, too bad the feeling soon stopped and I noticed that the man was dead. Well, that wasn''t the plan. I was planning on using him to get out of here, but it seems that eating might be a bit... addicting. Dangerously addictive considering I lost all of my reasoning. I''m going to need to watch myself next time I do it... I sigh and decide to leave the room. I walk out of the door and find myself in what looks like a small cavern, the exit was located a hundred or so meters above the surface. I guess they wouldn''t summon a demon in a nice and public location, huh... About that, how am I supposed to interact with humans without being killed on sight? Can I hide my nature or something similar? There were some people standing around, and they definetly looked suprised to see me exit. "Well, hello humans. Mind taking me out of this place for now?" I say, trying to hint that I''d help them. One guy walks to me and says "Yes ms.demon. Please follow me." And so I do. I keep my ears sharp to hear shouts from my back should they find out about the man''s corpse, but there were none. How lucky is it that they''re dumb enough not to notice a guy''s missing? When we finally reach the cave''s exit, I look around with amazed eyes. We were on a pretty high mountain, and you could see trees all below us, and if you strained your eyes hard enough, you could even see a city in the distance. Said city had skyscrapers, parks, glass buildings and other modern-day building. How sad, medieval worlds hold their charm... Guess I won''t see one in my... second life. The guy who escorted me turned around and was about to say something, but I caught his head with my hands and planted a kiss on his lips, thus taking control of his mind. I took all of his memories about the layout of the city, geography, history and also tried to see local villains and heroes, but his mind burned out before I could do so. How sad is it that I can only eat away a certain amount of knowledge before the victim becomes a mindless slave... I look back and make sure nobody is around, then give the guy a hug and plant yet another kiss, taking his life away. This time, I do it a lot slower, which lets me retain my control. After a minute, he finally runs out of life and dies. Feeling full, I unfold my wings and try to fly away. I was a bit shaky at first as I glide down the mountain whilst skimming over the treetops, but soon I get confortable with the feeling of flight. After 10 minutes of flying, I land on a treetop and squint my eyes to take a look at the cave. I can see that some men were outside and seemed quite angry. I guess they didn''t quite want me to escape... Well, sucks to be them, as I''m as free as a bir... demon can be! I landed near a road that went straight into a city and tried to will myself to change my form. Well, emphasis on tried, since I couldn''t actually do it. I gave up after 30 minutes and resigned myself to relying on my luck. Will they attack me on sight on consider me a mutation? It''s not that mutations are appreciated, but they''re not shunned too badly either, so hopefully... I entered into the road and began to walk towards the city. I was barely wearing short pants and only had a sport bra on, essentially shouting to the world ''I''m a perverted succubus, I''m trouble! Come and kill me~!'', which kind of wasn''t the impression I wanted to give out right now... As I approached the city, I could see some people trailing behind me. They had guns in their hands, and didn''t look too afraid to use them. How annoying... How did they even find me?!