On the same morning, the airport was bustling with reporters due to the arrival of a woman who had set foot on Korean soil. She was none other than Master Evelyn Sheriden. Today marked her return to Korea after finishing her six-month-long overseas expedition.
"Congratulations on your safe return!"
"When is your next venture, Miss Sheriden?"
"Ah, I came here to rest. Just to rest."
Evelyn Sheriden was a rare and exceptional figure, a hunter more famous than any hero. She held the title of 'Master,' recognized by the World Hunter Association, and was an SS-class Hunter of Korean nationality. This stunning raven-haired beauty had even graced the cover of the world's largest weekly magazine, "Five Grains Magazine," with poise and elegance.
As a hunter who had traveled to numerous countries to take on the daunting task of tearing apart terrifying monsters, her eyes exuded an overwhelming presence that ordinary people couldn't even bear to look upon.
The overall worth of this black-haired, crimson-eyed beauty could be compared to that of a mid-sized company on the move, amounting to over two trillion won based on the old currency standards.
It had been four years since the Korean government went out of its way to accommodate Seridwen, ensuring they wouldn't lose her. This coincided with the time when she had just entered the academy and her "talent" had awakened.
In any case,
The raven-haired hunter, dressed elegantly in a burgundy dress, seemed to have no desire to even smile in front of the camera lens.
"How was the demonic beast exterminated? Your emergence from the last observed gravitational wave in France was captured by a satellite."
"It was the same as always. Those who were meant to die perished, and those who were meant to live survived."
"Kyaaaaa! Unni!"
There were also fans at the airport who had come to see Seridwen.
'Did they even hear what I said?'
Evelyn was exhausted from dealing with reporters and fans.
It wasn't just because she had been given a hard-to-laugh-at nickname like "The Red-Eyed Empress."
She believed that trying to be adored in public was something only a clumsy hero would do.
However, the reality was that she was sponsored head-to-toe, adorned in beautiful clothes, earrings, and shoes.
Evelyn, burdened by the high social responsibility that came with her status as an SS-class hunter, couldn't enjoy the freedom she desired.
"Shall we go to the hotel?"
Having fended off her fans with the help of a bodyguard barricade, Evelyn climbed aboard the waiting vehicle. She pondered for a moment before speaking.
"Just drop me off in front of the academy."
"Understood."
Ethol Academy was Evelyn's alma mater. Upon becoming an SS-class hunter, she was invited as a visiting professor and occasionally lectured there. The academy even had a dedicated office for her.
"It's a bit better here."
*Knock, knock.*
"Come in."
"Senior, I knew you'd be here. I just found out about your arrival from an article."
Dale Hardnet, her junior hunter, spoke as if he had anticipated her presence.
"Let's unpack and then go eat some kimchi stew."
"Searching for kimchi the moment you arrive?"
"Do you even know how much I miss kimchi when I'm abroad?"
"I do. I'm an S-class hunter now, after all. But I can't today, as I was called in for a measurement."
Though it might seem insignificant, scarecrow measurement was an essential criterion when evaluating academy students.
Due to numerous manipulation attempts by academy students, it is essential for a hunter of at least S-class to be present to prevent such schemes from succeeding. Being the former student council president, she was undoubtedly aware of this fact.
"…"
"No matter how discontented you look, there's nothing that can be done."
"Is there anyone as capable as Isabella?"
"Well, I'm not sure. I was merely invited as a guest, so this is my first time."
"You must be having a tough time."
Dale fixed his gaze on his senior.
"Didn't you, my senior, endure far more than I did? You've come from a different land after subduing an S-class magical beast."
"But I've already clocked out."
"…"
"Good luck, then!"
"Don't bother waiting. It won't end until nightfall."
"I won't wait. I just plan to see Isabella's face during lunch."
"Alright."
After Dale left the room upon completing his task, awkward moments lingered in the air.
'Should I go see the training dummy, too?'
He entertained the thought momentarily, but quickly dismissed it. As he decided to savor the long-awaited silence, he felt compelled to sit at the head of his desk.
Many years had passed, yet the memories she made at the academy remained her most cherished treasures. She still maintained contact with her former colleagues, and, though there were some who became rivals, she couldn't deny her attachment to that place.
For Evelyn, it was her true 'home.' In Korea, there were neither monsters nor dungeons to threaten her, allowing her moments of respite. She was about to indulge in a pleasant nap when suddenly...
─ Personality Expulsion Smash!!!
'?'
She felt as if she had heard the spirited shout of an unknown man emanating from somewhere. *Thud!!*
"Ughh!?"
Evelyn's waist jolted as if struck by an electric shock. An immense impact. Was it a physical one? She had no time to ponder, as her consciousness was instantly snatched away.
Such an experience was a first for her. Even if her arm were severed right before her eyes or her heart was torn out, she was usually level-headed enough to react accordingly. Yet she couldn't help but shudder at the force of this blow.
Completely defenseless… She had been caught off guard!
It took 0.13 seconds to switch her mindset into a battle-ready stance. During that time, Evelyn had formulated nine strategies. However, the means of her unknown adversary remained a mystery.
Evelyn's mind raced.
'It can't be a magical creature. This is a villain. Did they use their powers to target me? Did they know I was coming to the academy?'
[Searching for entities with hostility throughout Seoul]
[2 seconds to complete the search]
[Search results: none]
Unbelievable.
No enemies within 605.2 km2? Can one execute such a lethal attack with no risk involved?
It was beyond imagination.
In the moment, she thought she was targeted by the worst villain.
A one-two punch of personal excretion.
"Ugh!? Uh!"
Humiliatingly, Evelyn, an SS-class hunter, had no choice but to tremble, her forehead against her desk and her arms wrapped around her stomach.
The damage caused by the enemy's attack felt as if it resembled the sensation of needing to use the bathroom urgently.
'This is a powerful enemy. I didn't expect them to retaliate immediately for using my magic with detection!'
This was a clear warning.
It meant that if she tried to find their location, they wouldn't let her off the hook!
'I'm certain it's a villain!'
And they're observing my situation right now!
In truth, Kim Sang-hyuk, who had inadvertently instilled a sense of expulsion in Evelyn, was merely striking a magical scarecrow without a second thought. He had never intended to target Evelyn—not even for a moment.
Originally, the protagonist of "OnaAka" would have the opportunity to pursue Evelyn in the latter part of the storyline. However, due to the significant power difference between them, if one were to follow the villain's path, they would never even come close to her.
Yet, the "personality expulsion" managed to create an event that should not have existed within the realm of OnaAka. The small enchanted scarecrow that Evelyn had left behind during her student council days unexpectedly became a conduit for the "personality expulsion" attack. This particular characteristic of the personality expulsion was unbeknownst to even its user, Kim Sang-hyuk.
For instance, what would happen if personality expulsion were used on an adversary's piece that concealed its true form through the use of summoning or intermediaries? The personality expulsion would be "transmitted" to the main body.
Had Kim Sang-hyuk engaged in battle with a summoner, he would have naturally discovered this fact. Nonetheless, reality unfolded as a delightful event, born from 70% chance and 30% crudeness, instead of following such a series of processes. Consequently, a woman's dignity is now being put to the test.
Thus, it seemed Evelyn would compromise her precious and noble character.
'But what kind of assault is this? This perverse villain... the sweat won't stop...'
Her patience, which she had been quite confident in, was now canceled. Evelyn was disoriented by a sensation she had never experienced before. Even though nearly 10 seconds had passed since the last strike, she couldn't even lift her buttocks from the chair.
'This is not a level where one can endure or tolerate!'
The intuition of an SS-class hunter was speaking. This was not the kind of attack that could be withstood and overcome. The initiative belonged to the faceless opponent.
A vertiginous feeling coursed down her spine every moment, as if she was about to release something crucial that she must not relinquish as a person.
"What do you want? Tell me!"
For starters, she wanted to at least see her opponent's face. In that instant, the '30-second interval' began. Kim Sang-hyuk's first choice was relentless and inhuman, even incorporating the acceleration of the assault.
─ Character Defiling Dropkick!!!
"Ah, ah, ah!!"
Evelyn panted in a low, animalistic voice, utterly bewildered.
'Certain of it. This villain…! Overflowing with malice towards humans...'
There was no hope for mercy.
Evelyn felt her spirit crumble before the villain, whose face she did not even know. It was a weaker side of her that she had never imagined until recently.
That was how terrifying this villain was.
'Just the worst... In the heart of the academy... To be struck down by such an enemy...
Having been hit by a personality-obliterating dropkick, she lost consciousness before her eyes snapped open once more.
"No, wake up, Evelyn."
She still couldn't grasp the villain's intentions, but if she were to fall here, who would be next in line?
The answer was painfully obvious.
'Isabella, please notice... You must run away first. This villain... is so ruthless that it's hard to consider them human.'
Words failed her.
Evelyn, barely clinging to consciousness, was assaulted by a brutal 30-second barrage of personality-eradicating strikes.
Thud, thud, thud, thud!!
"Ah, ah! Ah… Ah…!"
Clamping her thighs tightly together,
Evelyn struggled to suppress the sensation of needing to release something, taking short, ragged breaths.
'I must not let go!'
Tensing her buttocks, she persisted.
Evelyn panted and dripped with sweat, a testament to the tremendous energy her body was instinctively using to prevent the impending expulsion.
'I don't know what's happening within my body, but... I have this feeling that I must not give in.'
Phwoosh!!
"Uuuuuuuh…♡"
As the 30-second interval came to an end, Evelyn exhaled a hot breath.
Having somehow withstood the maddening urge to expel, it felt as if her entire body had been sprinting at full speed, scorching hot and seemingly melting into the back of the chair.
Taking deep breaths provided no relief.
Unconsciously, she parted her thighs and ran her hand over her inner flesh.
Her breasts had become exquisitely sensitive, and the slightest brush against her nipples filled her mind with an overwhelming sense of pleasure.
'Why do I feel like this?'
Indeed, the act of expulsion itself appeared to hold a certain pleasurable aspect for humans.
As a man endures the desire to release his seed and becomes enlightened after doing so,
Excretion ultimately signifies 'relief.'
The closer one gets to'relief,' and the longer one endures, the more the body strains and becomes excited.
Evelyn's body was ablaze, resisting what could be seen as the ultimate relief—expelling her very essence.
Her body ached.
Aware that a sinister villain might be watching from somewhere,
Evelyn found herself shamelessly consumed by sexual arousal.
Though she narrowed her eyes defiantly, as if to say, "I haven't completely surrendered yet."
She couldn't stop the hand that had begun to caress.
"Ah, ah, are you satisfied now? Gradually, come forth."
Fumbling.
"Ah… *sobs*… Damn it…"
She resembled a completely defeated female.
Seridwen's face flushed with embarrassment; even her ears turned red. This was a first in her life.
On the verge of 'personality expulsion,' she had all her hidden carnal desires exposed down to their roots, becoming an in-heat female who appeared to be consenting to a free-for-all violation.
"Hak… Hak… Ugh… Huh…"
Evelyn was intoxicated as her climax washed over her.
She felt this way because she knew she couldn't bear it if it happened again in a moment like this.
'It's okay. Recover and counterattack... There's no way they can launch so many attacks like that.'
That must've been the end. It has to be.
Evelyn's eyes widened, and her mouth watered as the dizzying sense of defeat threatened to strip her of her very human dignity.
"This, this much… I won't lose..."
Two minutes. Start.
The merciless assault of "Apnea Personality Excretion" targeted Evelyn, who was in the midst of pleasuring herself.
"Eung-ho-oh!?"
A barrage of intangible strikes rained down upon her.
She lay down on the back of the chair like a bed, spread her legs, and exposed herself to the personality excretion with an indifferent expression.
Puff, puff, puff, puff!
"Ah! Oh, oh, no. It feels like... I'm going to burst... Oh, oh, I don't know what it is, but... It's overwhelming… So overwhelming... Letting go…."
Evelyn's eyes rolled back as the sensations consumed her.
Evelyn was not in a state where she could care about the minimum dignity and decency she should have as a human being. Even in the case of waste, which must be expelled from the human body, a great deal of effort was consumed when discharging.
If excreting was a valuable personality trait, If the precious personality of the raven-haired, red-eyed lady was released through the anus...
"Oh, oh, oh… Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Just let it go. If you let it go, it won't matter.
Puff, puff-puff-puff-puff. Evelyn pursed her lips, exhaling hot breaths, and accepted her genuine defeat. She opened her legs on the chair and excreted the "personality jelly."
It looked, quite literally, like jelly. It was discharged from her anus, but there was no sense of it being unclean. The only moisture on the surface of the jelly was a hint of sweat seeping from her flushed, pink anus. There was also the impression that it was as if she had inserted something like slime into her anus and had it accidentally slip out while playing around.
But it was not a toy. It was undoubtedly her personality.
'Huh?'
Evelyn's essence—pink jelly—spilled onto the floor and she looked up. There, panting with her legs spread wide and her anus gaping open, was her own body.
'Oh, what happened? My body…? Astral projection?'
Pyoong. Pyoong.
She tried to jump, but it wouldn't move in the desired direction. The pink jelly was the embodiment of her personality itself. It was different from limbs that could move comfortably, sending electrical signals.
Even Evelyn, who had experienced countless hardships, panicked upon seeing her body, and in an uncontrollable state of ethereal jelly, she bumped into her surroundings before being propelled outside.
[Personality Erosion: 1%]
'Ow, it hurts!!!'
A slight scratch on the floor was enough to bring her to the brink of tears. She suddenly realized just how defenseless she was in this state.
'It hurts. It hurts… It really hurts so much.'
No tears came out. She couldn't properly resist and had lost her body, leaving her essence feeling like nothing more than discarded remnants. Evelyn was experiencing a terrible sense of helplessness.
'My body… Give me back my body.'
Was the room always this frigid?
Evelyn Jelly, a pink jelly with only her personality intact, shuddered.
'I feel like I'm going to die... I've only been in this state for about 30 seconds, but I think I might perish.
Can one really die just by deciding to do so?
Evelyn found herself thrust into an extreme sense of helplessness, an emotion solely experienced by the victims of "personality expulsion."
"Personality Jellies" lack the strength to withstand even ordinary environments.
To put it into perspective, her current situation was akin to being thrown naked into the heart of the Arctic.
If left to her own devices, the disintegration of her personality would be merely a matter of time. There was no need for further torment.
At that moment,
Evelyn's phone slipped out of her pocket and rolled across the floor.
'This is it. I must summon reinforcements!'
For every 2 centimeters she wished to crawl in her desired direction, she had to endure thousands of trials and errors.
The smartphone was about 40 centimeters away.
This harrowing journey felt like an eternity for Pink Jelly Evelyn.
Yet, an even more terrifying prospect was not knowing what heinous act the vile villain would commit next.
Her colleagues and the juniors from her alma mater were in grave danger.
Evelyn pressed on, withstanding the agony of her fraying spirit.
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