Two centuries have passed since the meteor hit earth. The landscape underwent a profound transformation following the meteor's crash, with the destruction laying claim to nearly half of humanity. The terrifying natural disasters that followed only made the planet lose more of its already dwindling reserves of hope.
Those who survived migrated to different countries to save themselves from radiation. But even they could not outrun the consequences of the "great reckoning." Some would say 'the red death' was the worst disaster that had befallen all of humanity, but those who survived know that the decades following it were much worse. Nature laid claim to all that humanity had taken, the diseases and famines persisting for decades... Little did the people then know that there was some good in all the misery too.
Nietzsche once said, "That which does not kill us makes us stronger." and it was only proven further. It was found that meteor radiation did wonders for humans, giving them powers beyond what the conventional mind could understand and mutating their DNA. These humans, born out of 'the reckoning', would come to be known as mutants'..
They were no less than superheroes recorded in books in the distant past—humans who could jump several metres high or have their bodies as malleable as plastic no longer being a common occurrence. Their ability was not limited, nor was their compassion growing stronger. The person who couldn't do any supernatural things got the title of human.
That was the first surprise the meteor gave, and the next was the blow to mankind's mind. It was the discovery of M² magic. M2 magic is the corresponding name of mana, but a better version of it. Everything that had a life had M2 magic.
Those who had been infected by meteor radiation had some attributes of M2 magic. The scientists were the first to discover it and wrote a couple of theories about it.
For a fantasy reader, it was a dream come true.
On the other hand, mutants were leading the earth with their incredible power. Their capabilities were not limited; rather, they surpassed their own limitations.
Despite all the hardship and adversity, there was a man who soared to the sky with his ability and intelligence: Eros Macflan. He was one of the oldest mutants in the Novuche era. His ability astounds the world by producing neurotoxin, which is similar to a jellyfish sting and gifted with immortality.
Eros Mcflan was the most influential as well as the most wicked man across the five continents. Either children would praise his deed or wanted to murder him.
Right now, he was in a hurry. Albeit his frustration, his butler was slower than usual.
"My lord, you should wear a cobalt blue coat. The recent post about what women want said that men who wore warm colours would likely get a second date. " The butler suggested.
Glaring, he snatched the coat from his and wore it. He wasn't going on a date or impressing a lady; he was buying women.
It indeed sounded awful, as it was mentioned, but the evil lord didn't care about that. The man had lost every moral in his bones. Being at the top of the food chain, if the evil lord wanted it, he should have it.
The butler was standing, frowning at his master's clumsiness.
"Lord, are you by any chance going with that archaic car? " He pointed at the flying car, which was parked beside the hallway.
Eros' golden eyes sparkled as thinking of driving this magnificent car. Nouvache people didn't know the significant car as he knew.
In fact, Novuche era modes of transportation were mostly flying beasts, giant birds or electric bikes. Making cars rare and distasteful to people.
Pressing the keychain, the door of the car opened automatically. He got closer to the car and glanced back at his butler.
"Make sure you prepare the room for the girl and also buy some clothes. I should arrive by the evening. " Eros ordered.
Despite being two centuries old, his appearance seemed to be in his late thirties.
His golden eyes have a dominant aura, while he has silky black hair. If he stood by a group of people, nobody would notice how average he looked. Let alone knowing his age.
"Sir Eros, how could I prepare clothes when I don't know the lady's size?"
"Don't all girls look the same with big busts and butts." He exclaimed in a monotonous tone.
Listening to this, his butler's lips twitched. His master was clueless as a teenager.
He took a deep sigh. " I will take care of this."
He sat down in the car and inserted the key. The engine roared like a lion. The car was moving forward to the wall with its incredible speed. The butler's heart skipped for a second to think the newly refurbished wall would be destroyed.
He squeezed his eyes in fear.
Eros mumbled a spell, " Ghost transition. "
Soon, the car passed through the wall without any trouble. The ghost transitioned a spell which allowed objects to pass through solid object.
The butler took a sigh of relief and, at the same time, cursed his master. This might be the reason why he was still single.
"God, do anything, but don't let him come empty-handed. "
Meanwhile, the car was dancing in the sky as fast as a jet. He was a few kilometres away from his destination.
"Baby, I am coming for you. " He shouted at the top of his lungs, scaring all the birds. Poor birds!
The great lord had been yearning for a child for two centuries. Now he would finally have it. He pictured himself holding a newborn baby in his arms. His heart started pounding in excitement.
"I am coming. "
Some might be curious why he had been waiting for two centuries to have a child. He could have been in his twenties.
There were some complications: the first was resisting his ability to touch any skin directly, whether it's humans or animals. If he had been contacted, then his skin neurotoxin would have injured the person. Within 10 seconds, the person will die.
Ordinary humans couldn't stand his touch!
When Eros was 17, he tried to kiss a neighbour girl, but not a peck. It was lip-to-lip where two souls sparked their passion, taking the next step.
Within three seconds, the girl fainted. The teenage Eros was crying to see his crush collapse. Tragically for him, the girl almost went into a coma.
Eros was banned from dating until his early twenties. When a girl passed through his lane, she changed her direction so the man wouldn't hex her. A mere sight of him terrified the ladies to their cores.
[ We have arrived at the destination, Master Eros.] A.I. informed him.
He circled the steering wheel and looked at the front mirror. Slowly, the car was going down and down. The car door opened automatically and Eros got out of it.
His eyes popped up to see a castle in the middle of the desert. The castle was huge as a park, and many VIP guests were going through. The organisation is known as Cas as they frequently host this type of event.
The Nouvache era was no different from the 21st century. It was that most things happened in broad daylight: gambling, exhortation, human or mutant trafficking, or killing—everything was legal.
If someone had power and money, they could buy a bunch of girls, whether they were old or married. It was predictable what was going to happen next.
As of their recent notification of Cas, they had a fresh and pure girl with incredible talent. Many VIPs were enticed and eagerly had waited for the auction.
He walked to the main entrance of the castle. The staff at Cas didn't bother to check Eros. His name didn't need an introduction. Moreover, he was also generous when he purchased things.
The main stage of Cas where the auctioneer bidded the oldest batch of animals. Only a few VIPs were interested in it. The auctioneer was disappointed by the result. In the end, he sold it to a bald man for 100 pisa.
The curtains closed for a minute, then opened with a new batch. In a cage, fresh girls and men were shown up.
A collar could be discerned on each slave while hands and legs were shackled. They were equaled in numbers. Their bodies were showing signs of malnourishment.
The toga was barely covering their private parts as it was thin and transparent.
Those slaves were no less than rats, or maybe worse than that.
The VIPs' glanced at them with a lustful gaze, and a deep desire grew to imprison them.Thunderous claps echoed throughout the room. They were extremely pleasant with the new batch.
Their eyes particularly went to a girl who was serene as a statue. Not caring about their mates or their tears. Her sharp features were imposing, as a silver-haired girl was hard to see in the east region.
Her voluptuous body was visible in flashy light—more precisely, her fair complexion. She is probably 5'7 feet tall.
The auctioneer coughed up a couple of times to watch her and put on his professional smile.
"Ladies, gentlemen, and queer, we have the freshest batch in Cas. All these slaves are auctioned at once. "
The audience was in uproar to hear such an absurd declaration. Why would anyone buy 12 slaves? Even though they were premium quality, it was a daylight robbery.
Watching the audience reaction, the auctioneer was disheartened, but he couldn't ignore superior order.
"I know some might feel bad, but this is decided by the owner of Cas. Let's begin the bidding. "
"16 thousand pisa." A man's voice reverberated throughout the auction hall.
One thousand sixteen hundreds Pisa could buy you a new Lamborghini in the 21st century, so it was equivalent to 16 lamborghinis.
Eros was straight pacing towards the stage, putting on a smirk. He jumped on the stage, and snatched the mic from the auctioneer.
"My overpriced cripples, the bidding is over for you guys, so go back to your glass house and chill in your bed. " He said it in high spirits. It was clearly showing that the man was abusing his status. Even so, who would go against the disaster?
All the buyers frowned and were disappointed by his arrival.
"Twenty thousand Pisa! " A lady's voice echoed. Eros' face turned bitter when someone challenged his authority.