Isekaied Into An Eroge, Time To Have Fun!-Chapter 207: What Happened..?

My panting and trembling woke Lu’Shaki up, the muscular Orc sitting up with a yawn as she looked at me with sleep still clinging to her expression; her eyes were soft though as she draped an arm over my shoulder and pulled me close, yawning again before murmuring "Nightmare..?"

Swallowing down the bile, I snuggled closer to her and nodded, the darkness of the room reminding me far too much of what just happened, though the longer I was out of that dream the better I was doing.

I began to tell her about it slowly, gathering my thoughts and calming down as best I could while she patted my back and held me close, reassuring me that everything was alright; the longer I talked the softer she got, both down below and in her tone as she just murmured things to me.

Describing how guilty I had felt as I pleasured myself to the sight of this dream version of me getting dominated, railed, and then impregnated by some dangerous looking futanari had her erection throbbing, but when I told her about the scene shift...

That was the moment when she began to lose that erection, no longer able to think about fucking me or enjoying the picture I was painting for her as it got darker, my emotions got lower and overall everything just felt... off.

I honestly had no idea what could have caused this sort of dream to happen now, and sadly there was a part of me that already knew what the dream meant... it was just a part of me that didn’t want to acknowledge that whatsoever.

Lu’Shaki as well seemed to know what it was that had happened, or at least had an inkling into what it meant, but that also had me shivering again as she held me tighter and whispered "We... might need to get you to a Temple sometime soon..."

"I-It... Is it what I’m thinking it is..?" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

My breath was shaky and my body felt cold despite the warmth radiating off of the Orc like usual, and even with the thick blankets and the hot, sticky mess I had made at the beginning of that dream I was completely frigid.

Being covered in sweat and open to the cool night air was never a great combination, let alone when you were terrified and there was likely a lingering effect on you from that dream that wasn’t entirely natural.

"I don’t want to say it is, but... most likely, yes, that was a uh... that might have been a Demon or a Fiend..."

Just hearing that sent another set of shivers up and down my spine multiple times over, causing the Orc to hold me closer as she resumed whispering reassuring things to me whilst rocking me back and forth; for a few minutes we were like that, until eventually both of us were lulled back to sleep.

For me that came a bit more fitfully and reluctantly as I caught myself staring at the shadows, wondering if there was going to be an emergence of those blazing rubies that had petrified me earlier, but eventually my exhaustion dragged me back into unconsciousness.

The second batch of sleep proved to be immensely more relaxing and calmer than the first batch, and by the time I woke up again the light of dawn was beginning to crest over the horizon, bathing Mythia in weak rays of gold.

My ring had me up earlier than the Orc, but that didn’t stop me from just snuggling against her and thinking about the ramifications of what had just happened; yes I was still terrified of the shadows and the random creaks that every large building had, but there was something reassuring about the sunlight that helped keep me grounded.

It being something I viewed as ’pure’ or it just illuminating everything and leaving little to my imagination, I wasn’t really sure why it felt better but I knew it did, so it made thinking just that much more... ’possible’.

Demons and Fiends were the real ’bads’ of the game, and both had their own domain that made them uniquely terrifying; Demons were pieces of Mortal nature twisted into something demented or - unsurprisingly - demonic while Fiends beings from ’another’ place.

Demons were the more personal and terrifying thing for the individual whilst Fiends were devastatingly horrifying for the collective, since they wanted to return the world to its ’natural’ state by wiping away all of the Mortals.

Because of that they were seen as the real ’end game’ of the game since they had the craziest materials, loot, and offered the most amount of experience, yet even then you needed to plan carefully around them since they could very easily destroy either you or everything else around you.

They weren’t meant to be something that just popped up here or there, so that was why I was particularly confused and knew that before we did anything else today I needed to make a visit to the Sepulcher of Sin, since the Sinner would be the one who knew how to best ’take care of me’.

It had been quite a decent amount of time for my new life here yet there was still so much happening that had me feeling weak, though when I took a step back and objectively acknowledged that this was something well out of my ballpark I felt a bit better about myself.

This definitely lit a stronger fire under my ass since the idea of being weak still sort of pissed me off, but there was little I could do when save scumming and other exploits weren’t available to me, meaning I had to do things carefully.

Also... considering the thing pressed firmly against my butt, a part of me was arguing that it was hard to have the time to devote to training when so much of my free time was spent getting bent over and experiencing the pleasure that only this life could give me.

Even if it had been a short and pitiful life I had still lived a life before, and now that I had a second chance I was definitely placing a lot more stock in the idea of ’smelling the roses’ whenever I had the opportunity... and those roses often produced a nice, delicious nectar.