A bell is heard ringing as a hand reaches from it's tomb. A man dressed in robes arises from the stone box, he could not remember who he was. He walked down a path towards an area with water all along the ground. With a large 'staff' forcing his lower robes to bulg.
As he walked forward he spotted a girl in a robe that was torn up and barely covered her, with a blue bar floating above her head. She stood from her seated position and lunged at him with a knife.
The man rolls to the side and the knife misses him completely. The girl stumbles to the ground face down. She started to get up but the man quickly pulled out his penis in a horny daze. He plunged into the girls exposed pussy and begins to thrust into her, this 'backstab' caused her blue bar to completely deplete. His mind is clouded by a fog of lust causing him to only think about sex.
The man feels his climax building and eventually the pressure boils over and he unleashes his load into her. The girl falls forward, fucked to unconsciousness. The man's memories partially returning to him, he was a sorcerer studying at Vinheim, but he did not remember any more.
Hecontinued towards what looked like a stone monument of some kind, a sort of bowl on a pedestal. In front of it was a body wearing a suit of armor, the body has a white light glowing off of it. He reaches down and picks two flasks from the light, a blue flask and a yellow flask.
He did not know how he knew, but he had a feeling the yellow one healed him, perhaps this came from some past experience he did not yet remember?
The man carried on, seeing another one of those maidens dressed in ragged robes. One was sat up against a wall, it started to get up, only for a cockslap to the face to knock her down and take most of her blue bar, he then slaps gives her another slap on the other side causing the bar to completely deplete.
Her tongue lolls out as she leans in towards the man's erect member. As she leans in he quickly thrusts forward, lust still fogging his mind. He begins to thrust forward rapidly as she sucks, hollowing her hallow cheeks around his member.
The man feels a presser building as he thrust wildly, to blinded by his lust to have any restraint. Despite his lust drunk state, he notices his current cock vacuum pistoning her fingers in and out of herself as fast as he was pistoning into her skull.
The building pressure boils over and strings of thick hot alabaster seed shoot down her throat into her stomach. The girl begins to writhe in ecstasy as she cums with him. She passes out with a mouthful of cock.
This second release is enough to knock more of his memory free from the fog, allowing him to recall a basic sorcery, although useless without a staff, and his name. His name was Orbect.