The sight of my lover's seductive self would make any man go crazy. Yet, deep down I felt cold inside as not even a tiny rise occurred in my pants. Ever since getting out of the dungeon, I had been tired, stressed, and in dire need of a release.
There were even cases where Ivy practically threw her p***y at me. Yet my sex drive had hit rock bottom from having the same dream (nightmare) since way before reaching the stairway to the 2nd floor in the dungeon. To be exact, this dream has been plaguing me for the past few weeks prior to going into the dungeon.
Today was no different. Still kissing Ivy on the lips, I took her hand and we went to bed, but I still didn't have a taste of her forbidden fruit. I knew Ivy could tell something was going on, yet I still said nothing. Lucky for me, Ivy was fed up with my lack of eating an exquisitely prepared meal, and spoke up,
"Yuriy, what's going on? Ever since we reached the 2nd floor in the dungeon, you hardly sleep, you barely eat. And whenever I try to have sex, you brush me off with a kiss. Don't you know I am going crazy not having you inside me?"
"I lost count how many times I tried to satisfy myself with your stiff c*** while you slept, only for you to wake up in a cold sweat, weeping and mumbling peoples' names. Please love, tell me what going on? I won't judge you if you're having sex with someone else, even if that someone is your mom or sister. But I can't continue like this."
(Damn Ivy! Katya is your average 10-sols-old girl! She's not a freak of nature like me who looks to be 19. And fucking my mom… bro flag on the play!!) hearing Ivy's plea, I was not sure if I should tell her about my past lives.
To be honest, I have read this shit in novels and it always left a bad taste in my mouth. Now I am at this junction (Not to mention its mad early in the game!!). I guess there's no point in hiding it since this may be for the best. Taking a deep breath, I created a magoi bubble around our bed. This startled Ivy, but she somewhat understood the gravity of what I was about to say,
"Ivy… To be honest with you, this is not my first life. To be exact, I have reincarnated 48 times prior to this. This is my 49th reincarnation; my 50th life. Whenever I sleep, I recall the events of my first life. I had a wife and two children then."
"My wife… was taken from me… during an accident I did nothing to prevent. Many years later… my children and I died in an event with the same level of destruction as the demonic dragon invasion. Only, I was not with my children when they died."
"Every night, I am haunted by their cries and the moment of my wife's death as punishment for not fulfilling my duty as a husband and father. Even now, me spending time with you creating happy memories is an affront to their souls of which no longer exist…"
Once finished, I kept my head down as I listened to Ivy's steady breathing. In response, Ivy remained silent, not speaking, nor hitting, not even a sigh left her mouth, only silence. After about 10 minutes, Ivy asked with a quivering voice,
"What were their names; you wife and children?"
"My wife was Jocelyn. My eldest child was Julianna and my youngest Anton." I replied, still with my head down.
"Those are beautiful names. Tell me about Jocelyn. What was she like?" Hearing her question, I saw ghostly visions of my wife from Earth.
"She was an angel sent from heaven, but had a devilish streak to her. Although she stayed home to raise our children, Jocelyn was very active in our community. She was someone who always showed compassion and empathy towards her fellow man in their time of need."
"At the same time, she'd show no hesitation to brutalize any person who attempted to bring harm to her or her family (she was always packing at least 2 firearms on her person). Not to mention, she giggled a lot… way too much in fact. Her giggling was always accompanied by some kind of mischief she had in store for me. The way you giggle sometimes reminds me of her."
"She sounds like a wonderful person…giggle… No wonder you are always crying about her in your sleep…giggle…"
Hearing her laughter, I raised my head and saw Ivy meet my gaze. After a few seconds, she made her way over to me and nestled in my chest like usual.
"Tell me of your children Julianna and Anton. You said they weren't with you at the end of your life, what happened?"
She asked gazing up at me. To which I responded to her inquiry. Honestly, this felt liberating to say. I may look like a child, but I am in fact a very old man who has been harboring the weight of billions of Earth years. If this had been Earth during the 2000s, Ivy would no doubt see this as me being a weak "beta" man (Thank god "woke"/SJW/whatever the fuck they call themselves don't exist here!)
After spending a few hours talking about my first life, I no longer felt burdened by their memory. Ivy on the other hand, seemed to have cloudy eyes after hearing my story. Curious and worried about what she might say or do, I asked,
"Ivy? What's on your mind?"
She looked up at me, a single tear slowly rolled down her right cheek. As I wiped the tear away, she finally confessed her thoughts,
"Yuriy…Better yet, Henry… I have waited so long to see you again…"
-End of Chapter