Emperor Night (NTR)

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BOOK 2: SHATTERED EMPIRE

The tavern bustled with life. Scantily clad waitresses struggled to serve drinks between various round wooden tables whilst being groped patrons. They did their best to ignore the greedy customer's handsy-ness and some even leaned into their affections, desperate for more tips. Myst's eyes did their best to try and adjust to the dim candle light. Was it night time? It had just been the middle of the day. Everyone's clothes here were completely bizarre, just what had Jonathan gotten himself into? Though this was pretty tame so far, especially considering what else Myst had found on Jonathan's hard drive.

"You're at the Greedy Mead Tavern! Home to the finest mead in all of the Republic of Cliffside." A young girl with pointed ears told Myst, her breasts were almost bursting out of her uniform. "What can I get for you tonight ma'am?"

"What kind of game is this?" Myst asked.

"Game?" the girl's head cocked to the side in confusion. "I don't think we sell any games sorry. We have mead and various meats. If you really want we can find you a nice pleasure slave if that is what you are looking for."

"Huh?" Myst was confused. "Why would I want a pleasure slave?"

"Sorry ma'am. I just thought a sorcerer like yourself… dressed the way you are… might be looking for something from the special menu."

Myst looked down at her body. She was still in her black bra and panties. A purple bulbous lily tattoo shone from just above her panty line. Myst immediately covered herself with her hands.

"Oh my god… Why am I in my underwear!?" Myst cried out. This draw a few lustful gazes from the people in the tavern.

"I'll… I'll come back in a bit." The waitress offered an awkward smile before leaving Myst with her embarrassment.

Myst looked around for something to cover herself up. She noticed a small leather-bound book on her lap. The words "Live Without Fear: A Guidebook." next to it was a small cold round stone. They weren't going to work for covering herself.

"Hey babe." A patron approached Myst, he was heavy set and smelled of mead. "I don't care if you're a sorcerer, I'd plough you all the same." He winked as he brushed his hand against Myst's face and pushed back her shoulder-length raven-coloured hair.

"What the fuck?" Myst shifted her chair back away from the drunk.

"Oh don't play hard to get, you're dressed like a whore, you must want it." The man laughed. He lunged forward and grasped Myst's breast with his hand, his fingers digging into Myst's soft skin, her breasts where just a bit too big to comfortably grab in a single handful.

"Pig!" Myst slapped the patron across the face.

"You bitch." The man said as he cupped his face.

Myst took the man's surprise reaction as an opportunity to escape. She stood up and rushed out of the tavern grasping the book and stone with her as she escaped into the surrounding street. Where was she? What had she gotten to herself into? Where was Jonathan? People watched as the almost naked girl rushed past them.

Myst's bare feet slapped against the cold cobblestone streets as she darted between buildings. Her heart raced, and her nearly naked body glistened with sweat in the moonlight. She needed to get away from prying eyes, needed a moment to think.

A narrow alley between two brightly coloured buildings caught her attention. Perfect. She ducked into the darkness, pressing her back against the rough stone wall. Her chest heaved as she caught her breath, the leather-bound book clutched tightly to her chest.

"This can't be real," she whispered to herself. The cold stone in her palm felt all too real, as did the rough wall against her back. "Fuck," Myst muttered, sliding down the wall until she sat on the ground. "What the hell am I supposed to do now?"

Myst's fingers trembled as she opened the leather-bound book. The pages began to glow with an ethereal blue light, and a small figure materialized in front of her. It was a chubby, middle-aged fairy with translucent wings and a five o'clock shadow.

He looked at her, rolled his eyes, and let out a long sigh. "Great, another one. Welcome to Live Without Fear, I'm Barry, your guide to this wonderful world of Adearath." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he adjusted his tiny spectacles. "And you're sitting half-naked in an alley. Fantastic start."

"What, what do you mean? How did I get here? Where is my brother?" Myst demanded answers.

He fluttered closer, his wings barely keeping his round frame aloft. "Well sweetheart, you accepted the terms and conditions, so you are stuck here."

"Terms and conditions? What terms and conditions?" Myst's voice cracked.

Barry pulled out a tiny scroll from nowhere and began reading in a monotone voice. "By accepting the Isekguy Studios Beta Test invitation, you hereby agree to participate in our immersive experience program. All participants acknowledge that they will be transported to Adearath for an indefinite period. Blah, blah, blah. No refunds." He looked up from the scroll. "Ring any bells?"

"I didn't... I was just looking through Jonathan's computer and-"

"Clicked 'Accept' on a pop-up without reading it?" Barry raised an eyebrow. "Classic. Well, congratulations! You're stuck here now. Time to, as the guidebook says," he made air quotes with his pudgy fingers, "'Live Without Fear.' Or whatever marketing bullshit they're pushing these days."

"This can't be happening." Myst pulled her knees to her chest, trying to cover herself.

"Oh, it's happening alright." Barry crossed his arms. "Look on the bright side - at least you got a sorcerer mark. That purple flower thing? That means you've got magic. Which you're probably going to need, considering you're practically naked in a city full of horny drunks."

"How is any of this a bright side?" Myst growled.

"Hey, I don't make the rules, I just explain them to confused earthlings in their underwear." Barry shrugged. "Now, shall we get started with the tutorial, or would you rather sit here and wait for more handsy tavern patrons to find you?"

"I guess, I could use a tutorial…" Myst tried to gather her thoughts. "Wait, what kind of magic do I have?"

"According to the book." Barry looked down at the text below him. "You gain power when you… absorb cum."