Eden.
A word that anyone would recognize, synonymous with paradise or utopia. It is none other than the Garden of God where man once lived before sin, humanity’s primordial homeland. And it is here in this Lostbelt that Christoph von Beultzing found himself.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes, there, right there!”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, harder, fuck me harder!”
“Ahhhhhhh, ah, ah, hah, hah, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!”
Countless sounds of pleasure echoed through the city. Moaning, shrieking and incomprehensible words littered the streets like commonplace gossip. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but a sea of naked bodies joining in unison and drowning in lust. Location or privacy mattered not, people did it inside and outside, in their free time or at work, with one or with many, all as they pleased. None were exempt; the very world itself felt draped in depravity.
The only exception, of course, was Christoph who at that moment was watching the spectacle in the city’s main square from the sidelines. The Crypter was emotionless; he was neither aroused nor disgusted with the sight. The presence of hundreds of people engaging in intercourse didn’t bother him, just as nothing ever did.
This was Eden, the Lostbelt he had been assigned. It was truly the paradise that the bible described, the Garden of Pleasure as promised.
Just as man had been before the fall, the people of this world have no concept of shame. They know not of good and evil nor understand the meaning of guilt. Thus, without the poisonous wisdom of the serpent, they exist as God had intended, innocent as the beasts.
The Lord had instructed them to “be fruitful and multiply” so they did. Ignorant of any other way of life, they spilled their seed freely among bountiful gardens. That was the only logic needed in this world, the only law they needed to live by. Each and every human here was a true believer; there could not possibly be a world more devout than this. Everything they did, every time they fucked, it was in the name of Lord.
Christoph understood it well.
This was truly a word without sin. In a paradise without right or wrong, there was never anything to be ashamed of. And all these people joined together in eternal prayer… was there ever a more beautiful sight?
But still he felt like an outsider. Still as chaste as he was upon birth, he merely watched the festivities of the city forever engaged in orgy with no intention of joining in.
At that moment, for instance, he had left his quarters to get lunch and some fresh air. He got some sandwiches from a stall by the side of the road that he liked; naturally, the pretty lady at the booth was being pounded as she served him. He liked the view of the fountain by the Main Square, so he decided to have lunch there. That was all the motivation guiding him. The fact that the Main Square was also home to the largest amount of debauchery had zero influence on his choice.
“…”
By his side, Berserker was also seated, silently eating her share of the lunch. She, like him, was also unperturbed by the situation of the Lostbelt. Perhaps it was only natural that she took after him. After all, she was his Servant and his creation. The being that he personally gave life to would naturally be as innocent as him.
“Well, well, what are you doing over here, cutie?”
Abruptly, a voice called out to him, interrupting his peaceful lunch. Once he realized he was being addressed, he looked up to find a gorgeous woman talking to him. And yet, even as she spoke to him casually, there was another man hungrily embracing her from behind.
“Why are you just sitting there, silly? Come and join in; I’ll be your partner.” She invited with a tantalizing tone whilst making a seductive gesture.
“… I’m fine.” Christoph quietly responded.
“Hm, is that so? What a shame, you’re so cute. Well, suit yourself.” The woman shrugged and returned to pleasuring the man behind her.
All the same, Christoph returned to his lunch in silence. No erection, no excitement, no emotion, he still felt nothing. He merely buried himself in deep thought whilst reviewing all that he had witnessed in this Lostbelt.
Among the sea of lustful purity and innocent depravity, he contemplated the same question that has been plaguing him since youth.
I wonder… Is this what it means to be human?
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Originally Posted by Faux, July 20th 2019
A wise and beautiful woman who exudes an aura of grace. She is a sly, cunning, manipulative person who always gets what she wants, whether through trickery or ruthlessness. Her own fighting abilities are low, but she should not be trifled with. What does she ride? Men, of course!
