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[Increase Dick By A Quarter Inch: 100000SP]

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Looking at the cost to increase his cock size per quarter inch, instead of being mad, Ben did some quick math.

From his calculations, he surmised that at every full inch, the cost for expansion seemed to have a full zero added at the end.....

Meaning, he would be investing quite incredible amounts of points in the future if he ever hopes to bring his cock to a glorious sixteen inches.

Another thought then occurred to him.....what if this applied to the cost of raising his realm strength?

But on a second thought, he discarded that insinuation, since, unlike his dick expansion pack, increasing his realm already has standardized costs that become exponentially more costly than even what is required for his cock.

"Don’t just stand there in a daze....come here. I’ll be gentle."

Faerwyn, seeing Ben simply standing there with his hands on his waist as if in deep thought, had to call him out.

It was no secret in Faerwyn’s estate about her ’special’ late-night activities, involving the captured male revolters.

But just like any other noble house, breathing a word about the activities of your master will spell doom to one and all they held dear.

So, though Faerwyn only trusted a select few to know the ins and outs of how she went about following her passionate bliss.....

she still wasn’t concerned if others in the estate were aware or not....which most probably are by now.

Looking at this young man before her, her thoughts seemed to hover in the direction of her fugitive husband, who now led a revolution with a group of other like-minded men, opposing the mandate of the world empress in the very same kingdom where he had once held the position of grand duke.

It had been a peaceful marriage they shared, and through their union, she birthed her lovely daughter, Luna.

But Faerwyn suffered in silence.....as renowned, as powerful, and as capable as her husband was....he had one fatal flaw....

His penis was too small.

It might have been something others could bear, and learn to live with in due time...

But ever since Faerwyn was a young girl, she has never compromised her wants, needs, and desires....

A mindset which has led her to do things that can only stay buried in the shadows of her past forever, because if they were brought to light, it would be an ugly sight.

But in this marriage, Faerwyn still endured, for the sake of her husband who was actually quite a dependable husband and father....

For the sake of her image as the grand duchess, the sake of her maiden noble household and family who knew not of her special needs that can be easily translated as improper and indecent.

Faerwyn endured it all like a pious and proper duchess, trapped in a bird cage of hers and societal making....

Her true self pushed deep down until she became a literal shell playing the role she had to, attending noble gatherings, banquets, socializing with stuck-up and overly proper fellow high noble ladies of similar prestigious houses and backgrounds..

It was.... Suffocating.

She couldn’t even speak of....not to mention sating her deprived urges.

However....

Everything changed three years ago....

When the storm that is the one true calamity.....

The glorious world empress established her claim on the entire world.

No one knew who she was or where she came from....

only that she was a high elf with incomprehensible power....

Like that of a goddess.

But unlike their goddess, whom they worship but can’t see, this one was a physically present entity.

In only one year, try as the several races of this world might....all races and nations, after putting up all the fight they could....

Submitted to her supreme might and force, as all kingdoms fell under one banner...

Her banner.

Many thought that would be all....

The entire world being under the control of a single person was a tough pill to swallow for most....

But it wasn’t impossible to adjust to, since this person was a literal god amongst them, and none was stupid enough to challenge her after seeing such might.

When this all began....

Only a few people have ever even laid eyes on this person, and strangely, the males amongst them never made it back to tell the tale.

It is rumored that only the really powerful leading females of several races were spared their lives, and even granted an audience with the world empress.

But all that was just preamble to what’s about to come.

The very first command issued as a mandate by the world empress brought their entire world to a standstill.

It was a simple mandate....

But there was no explanation whatsoever for a reason why she commanded this....

The mandate simply read...

All male species.... of every race....

Should henceforth be purified by having their sexual organs cut out, preserved, and gathered to be collected and sent over to the world capital.

Purified males will be allowed to continue their normal lives, with the empress’s mark branded on the body part of their choosing.... signifying her mercy.

Those who struggle should be hunted and enslaved, and as a sign of their revolt, be branded on their foreheads instead.

Any kingdom, state, or province that falters in their duties to root out unpurified men....

Shall be cleansed.

So went the mandate, with some extra details that do little to outshine the clear points.

As one might expect...

The world fought against this insane mandate.

Men fought for themselves, wives fought for their husbands, mothers for their sons, females for their male partners and friends.....

Everyone knew at the back of their minds that this was a move that would lead to the slow death of all things.

So they resisted.....they resisted as best as they could...

Until they came.

They call themselves.....The Purifiers.

A group of women-only force.

All of them mahji.

All of them indescribably powerful.

And all of them directly under the command of the world empress, like forces of nature going about carrying out her will.

Maybe it was how it was relayed on the mandate, as simply a ’cleansing’, that made the people of this world overlook what that term actually meant.

But soon, they learnt.....

They learnt the hard way.