Byron was no longer a virgin. What was there to fear then? Without giving it a second thought, he took crazy steps in the direction of the goddamned hot goddess and jerked her toward him, his hands reaching for her neck.
"It's time you give me the mission reward, don't you think?"
With that, his hungry lips found hers, enveloping them into a spin of a passionate kiss. Happy with the outcome, the goddess of Beauty allowed his tongue access into her mouth, her own tongue intertwining with his.
Byron had no other thought in mind. It was obvious that the goddess was not only after teaching him, but also satisfying herself like her system suggested. He was OK with it. If she wanted fire, he was going to be a bonfire.
A soft moan would escape her lips from time to time as their lips kept parting and intertwining again.
It was time to taste all the things Byron had longed for but never did. Time to avenge all the girls he had left in tears on earth. That's why he pushed her on the fantasy bed, his head moving toward a certain place. Soon, the Goddess of Beauty was in ah... uh... ah as his tongue teased her clit.
***
In a place with several mysterious cracks all over the ground, a young man with silver hair could be seen squatting in front of a large crack, so wide that one could even call it a deadly canyon.
All around him, huge chunks of rocks could be seen making hills here and there. Figures which resembled trees without leaves stood here and there, too, their brown colour and a mysterious sticky lustrous liquid that was dripping from their branches making them scary.
With a sigh, Byron rose to his feet. He had been trying to see if there was a way he could cross this canyon. However, it was impossible. This was so wide and deeper, almost a triple of the ones he had encountered when he resumed his journey in the morning.
Nevertheless, this place had some similarities with the rocks he had slept nearby last night. Though no human could have done such a thing, the bursting of the rocks and the cracks in this place seemed not natural. It was as if supernatural beings had once faced each other here in a deadly battle.
That's why the canyon in front of him didn't have a river visible. Only an endless abyss.
"Hey Beauty Goddess, why didn't you tell me I would need a bridge?"
Her answer was unexpected.
"How would I have known it?"
Wandering his eyes across the flat deserted expanse, Byron asked, "What do you mean?"
"This place was covered in a rain forest the day I last traversed it," she explained. "The path I used going and coming out of the Dungeon of Desires is long gone."
The name Dungeon of Desires was invented by the Patriarch's brother the day he found a cave filled with edible fruits and animals—the humanity's desires at the time. If only he knew he was right. That cave was the place where the God of Desires had died.
After she heard about it, the Goddess of Beauty adopted the name Dungeon of Desires into her system because it was perfect for such a place.
Byron let out a sigh.
"Then how are you supposed to guide me there?"
"I remember a few things which will help me to do so. Mountains, hills and mammoth trees."
"I see!"
With that, Byron turned to his left, walking in the direction he had been avoiding through his entire journey. West. Goddess of Beauty had told him not to go west because it was where she had found the Infected Monsters that she had copied. The wolves he fought two days ago.
"There are hundreds of them there," she had said. "Walking in groups of twelve."
He would have went east, but encountering something you don't know is worse than fighting a deadly opponent you know.
'It was long ago,' Byron tried to encourage himself. 'Maybe the goddamned things have died or migrated to another area.'
Unfortunately, luck was not on his side. Because, after a two hour journey beside the canyon, a dozen scary figures emerged from behind a dwarf mountain made of jagged rocks.
'Damn it!'
Goddess of Beauty was quick to react.
"Run as fast as you can!"
Byron didn't buy her idea. However much speed he could master, he could not outrun these vile things. He had encountered them once and he knew how fast they were.
'What do I do?'
"I told you you should run," shouted Goddess of Beauty. "These ones are stronger than those you fought first. When I made their illusions, I only took their general qualities. There's no way I could copy their intelligence and battle mighty which means these ones can be more trick and more deadly."
This frightened Byron even more. Though not confident, he was thinking he could use the technique he used before and defeat them again. If these ones were more stronger and wiser, he knew he stood no chance.
'Gods!'
Goddess of Beauty laughed bitterly.
"Stop calling gods. Turn around and run as fast as you can unless you want me to make it a Side Mission."
"No! Don't make it a mission. I would like some kisses as a reward but I really can't outrun these vile things. You have said it yourself that these are more deadly than the ones I fought before."
"What are you going to do then?"
Byron thought about it for a while. Despite some rocks and scary trees here and there, this place was flat and endless, covered in canyons and nothing to serve as a refuge. If he decided to run, he would soon get tired. No! He was already tired from walking. His feet felt sore, his lungs without much breath left. He couldn't even outrun a human by now, let alone these vile monsters.
If he decided to fight, he didn't know... at least there was a possibility. In fact, now he had a weapon. That's why his answer to the Goddess of Beauty was as follows.
"I'm going to kill them all!"
That was the plan. With fighting, he stood some chance not like running without where to run to and legs to use.
"Are you crazy? You can not..."
Byron cut her off.
"Yeah! Your tough guy is crazy."
He then tried to comfort himself.
'This is my second encounter with them. What is there to fear?'
With that, he raised his right hand in the air, a long, sharp and strong sword weaving itself from the mist of the white sparks.
It was time to use the gifts from the Patriarch.