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God of telekinesis

Josh_Lucifer
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A normal guy gets isekaid, but it doesn't go the way that normal Isekai stories are supposed to go! He makes a few bad decisions and it changes him, For better or for worse, He's set upon this wonderful world! This novel is going to focus on how overpowered telekinesis could be if it was used right, the endless possibilites are amazing, The story telling is probably going to be meh, but that's not really the biggest focus on this story, I'm not gonna put 0 effort into it, but my creative juices are flowing towards the ways you can make telekinesis op. (This is probably gonna get abandoned, just warning you here, so don't get too invested ;) )
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Chapter 1 - Torture

Discretionary notice: All characters are 18+ years of age, be warned that this novel is not for everyone, legal notice, etc etc etc.

*+1XP*

*Crack*

How long had it been?

*Whip*

I honestly cannot remember.

*Whip*

It feels like an eternity, but it was probably more like a few months, maybe a year at most.

*Crack*

"Mou~ It's no fun if you're not screaming anymore!, Are you thirsty? Is your throat dry from screaming? I can give you some water if you'd like~~" A high pitched, annoying, yet beatiful voice said arrogantly from right next to him.

*Whip*

*+1XP*

All of a sudden the chair tips, and tips, and tips...… Im on my back, I look at the ceiling in a daze. A piece of cloth falls over my head and

*Pouuuuuuuuuuuur*

It hurts, I feel like I'm drowning! I need air!... But the feeling of lukewarm water going down my shredded throat feels divine. Mhmmmmmmm. I suck in as much of the funny smelling liquid that splashed on the cloth and try to not drown at the same time.

*Gurgle*

"Have you had enough yet? I can keep going if you'd like~ I drank a loooot of water today, just for you! Are you gonna thank me?"

*+1XP*

Oh, So it's not water. I was wondering why it tasted so salty, but I had been assuming that the technology isn't great here, so the water might be slightly acidic and sour as a result, but I suppose now I know what it is. To think that this used to be one of my fetishes… It doesn't feel even slightly erotic. But I suppose the current situation isn't exactly one where I could get hard. Even if I had enough blood left to do that.

"No response? Awwwwww, Have you broken finally? You know, you lasted longer than I expected. I thought a kid like you would break in a few days, maybe weeks at best. Imagine my surprise when you lasted the first month! And then even 8 more! It was truly a pleasure to torture you, I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. But I guess this is our last session together. I'm going to miss you," She paused for a moment, considering something. "Actually, I think we're going to have one more session, just you and me. I'll turn off all the monitoring wards in here, and we'll have some real fun, if you can survive that, I might even let you go!~"

She assumes that he has broken, usually he responds with a groan, or a reply, anything. But right now he was completely silent. She pulled her panties back up and took the cloth off of his face, making sure to pinch it by its corner so that she doesnt get her hand wet. She threw it into some random corner of the room and continued to taunt him.

"Did you enjoy that? I know it's not our usual routine but... I thought maybe a virgin like you wanted at least some sexual contact with a girl, even if it wasn't really that sexual! You didin't even get to see my little flower~ Are you upset that you're going to die a virgin? I might be willing to pop your cherry if you ask nicely~ Your anal cherry that is~ fufufufu~... Unless... Could it be?! A-are you gay?!" She asks with an incredulous voice, clearly acting and exaggerating her voice. She points at him and bursts out laughing while clutching her stomach. A few seconds later she stops and looks directly at him to see any reaction, She's dissapointed to find none.

What she doesn't realise is that while she was laughing and closing her eyes, his eyes had zeroed in on her camel toe. Yes, Due to her not wiping her pussy, he could see a clear outline of her lips! Ha-M-Mhwhahahah MWHAHAHAHAHAH, I win alone, once again. His eyes were like fucking lazer beams, however, as soon as she stopped laughing, he diverted his eyes in a fraction of a fraction of a second, his eyes nearly broke the sound barrier as they diverted. And he looked straight ahead with his 'broken' look. Giving her nothing, and yet gaining everything in the process. Okay, perhaps he has gone a 'little' insane from all the torture... Maybe just a bit.

*+1XP*

She grabbed the back of the chair with her petite hands and hoisted it up, onto all fours. Albeit she did it with a bit of difficulty due to her small stature. Her violent red hair reminded me of the color of my own blood. Her sinister finger nails were sharp, and looked extremely deadly. But the worst part of her was undoubtedly her eyes. Those damn eyes. A dark abyss surrounded by the most beautiful purple that I've ever seen. I could gaze into her eyes for hours on end, if only she wasn't such a bitch.

As she was cleaning up the tools and preparing to leave, I saw something that didn't suprise me in the least. Her nipples were hard and were poking through the fabric of her shirt, I hadn't seen it on other occasions because I was too preoccupied with the pain from the torture. However by now all of it was bland, and for some reason this session only lasted 2 hours, usually they last a lot longer. So he still had some thinking capacity left over to observe this interesting piece of knowledge.

*+1XP*

She finally put away all the tools and gave me one last smirk and a small wink at the end. She left the room and I heard a series of clicks and clacks. 4 locks. 4 Fucking locks for a boy who looks like he's 14, is malnourished, and looks like he's living his last days.

*+1XP*

The family that's torturing him doesn't know it yet, but the only thing that is saving their pathetic, worthless lives is their absurd levels of caution. And his lack of knowledge on this world.

*Ping*

*+5000Xp for enduring another round of torture!

Keep going, host! You can do it!*

*Level up!*

"Status" He whispers in a silent voice. He has tried to 'think' of status without saying it outloud, however it seems that he has to physically say the word out loud. Why is that? Who knows.

A blue window pops up infront of him, quantifying him as a person, with mere numbers

Name; Ira Soulhearth

Level; 41

Class; ESPER (Subclass Telekinetic) +5 wis +5 int per level

Race; Human: 89%.

Alignment; Chaotic-Evil

Hp; 169/600 REGEN = 300/300seconds

Mana; 7950 REGEN = 3975/40seconds

SP; 700 REGEN = 700/60seconds

STR; 20

END; 20

DEX; 20

INT; 265

Wis; 265

CHA; 21

LCK; 10

Unassigned points: 175

Credits; 249

[HP=END X 30]

[HP REGEN=END X 15] Every 300 seconds

[MP= INT X 30]

[MP REGEN = WIS X 15] Every 60 seconds

[SP= END X 35]

[SP REGEN= END X 20] Every 60 seconds

Skills:

Telekinesis 62/100

*HP Regeneration is unique to the user of system. The system has adapted to the environment, and in order to avoid suspicion the HP regeneration feature can be disabled and re-enabled on command. Currently disabled*