Instantly his whole body stopped moving, he stumbled on the ground facing the sky, his face had lost all colors from fear. His heart was pounding violently, and he had never been frightened this much before.
Previous times when the various ghosts or monsters had cashed him, he hadn't felt much danger, but this time he thought he got an easy and enjoyable dream, alas! All of those thoughts were just thoughts. Though the beginning was very enchanting and enjoyable, as the dream was processing further the dangers were also evolving proportionally. On top of that, the dangers he was facing now were feeling like real and very terrifying, subconsciously anxiety was taking over his heart, he was feeling like he could lose his life at any moment.
Feeling these dangers and dismays Azalias frowned with a turmoiled heart and thought to himself, 'Are my dreams evolving or I am not dreaming at all? All along, all of these were real? I don't know what is going on anymore. Fuck, now I just want to wake up on my comfy bed.'
While Azalias was thinking about all the possibilities of hopeful 'living', while his orbs were stitched to the bright sky, the princess grabbed a sword left behind by the guards and tried to approach the young man, but unluckily staggered, her weary condition had worsened more and she fell down before could even walk one step ahead.
Gritting her teeth she stood up putting her all weight upon the sword, using the deadly weapon as a mere cane, how careless of her! Or perhaps, it was an expertise in handling the weapon.
She pushed her weary self toward Azalias, her eyes were flickering with an immeasurable vengeance. One could feel that she had turned into a deadly weapon while her glaring eyes were the representation that she was not going to spare him no matter what.
Approaching the young man, she raised the sword with difficulty while staggering back and forth to land a lethal blow at Azalias. The fool man, Azalias closed his eyes, he knew his dream was going to end, and soon he would wake up safe and sound, totally unscathed. Seeing the pitiful state of the princess he felt guilty, he uttered softly, "You are an amazingly beautiful girl. I am willing to die thousands of times in your hands. You..."
'Thump'
Something soft but heavy slammed upon him before he could register anything, a very enticing fragrance hit his nose. He opened his eyes while taking a deep breath of the fragrance, he saw the world toppling, the beautiful goddess of death fell upon him. The horrifying blood-colored eyes and angry vengeful face of her made her more beautiful, he couldn't resist but near his nose to her head, with a soft smile, he smelled her enticing fragrance.
The princess couldn't bear this shameless behave of his, squeezing her right knee between Azalias's two legs, she assaulted his manhood with all the force she could squeeze out from her weary body.
" ooooooOooooooo" Azalias's captivating mode broke out with a loud O sound, his eyes were bulging out of the sockets. Though the assault wasn't powerful enough, it still was able to send immense pain and chill throughout his whole manhood. Well, if it was only his dick it could be still bearable, but that hit also hit his two precious balls too.
Faraway, many onlookers saw the act and heard the pitiful scream of Azalias. The very devastating action of the princess sent a chill throughout their spine, all elven men who saw and heard the ear-piercing scream subconsciously twisted their legs to guard their manhood.
After screaming a long time, the pain relieved a little and Azalias stopped screaming. This entire time the princess only laid upon him, her body went stiff, it was like she didn't have any more strength left to do anything or she was recuperating while remaining stiff. Azalias were trying to touch the princes with watery eyes while his fingers were shivering, he was hesitating if he touched her again would she hit him again in the same spot? But he still needed to move her.
After hesitating for a while he touched the princess and found that Princess Filuna wasn't moving at all, he mustered more courage and nervously embraced the stiff body of her and whispered to her ears, "You know, you are too cruel. What happened till now was just a dream. I wish it wasn't a dream. I wish I could live with you my whole life. You know, I always wanted a wife like you. But it's just a dream that everything will go away when I wake up. You won't exist anymore. Goodnight, my dream queen."
The young man didn't understand what happened to him, he fell in love with this terrifying goddess of death in just a day, he closed his mouth to her forehead to leave a goodnight kiss.
'Stab'
As soon as the young man kissed the forehead, he felt something stabbed in his lower left abdomen. He touched the painful area. He felt hot liquid flowing out from the stabbing point, he looked at his hand, it was blood.
'Stab, stab, stab.'
Yet another three consecutive stabbings happened.
The young man coughed out blood, he looked at the princess horrifyingly. He was feeling immense pain, with teary eyes, he looked at her half-opened listless eyes. Tears could also be seen on the corner of her eyes.
"stab stab stab."
"Wh... why... Why would you do this to me? Why? Why did you rape me?" A pained muffled sound came out of the princess, she was stabbing Azalias continuously with a piece of broken glass and crying.
'I had raped her? How? Wasn't she the one who was asking to do that deed? How come, I am the one who became the villain?' Azalias was losing his sense from over blood loss. Before he lost consciousness, he uttered with guilt, "I am so sorry. I shouldn't do what I have done to you, even in the dream. And I hadn't raped you, you were asking me to..."
The young man lost consciousness. Everything went blank. Two drops of tear rolled on his cheeks. His face was full of pain and confusion.