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"Go get cleaned up" I gestured toward her gooey face and messy bosom.
"But~" Alice looked confused and i was well aware of the reason.
"I don't need help getting ready I'm not a child" I rolled my eyes earning a head tilt from the droopy eyed maid.
"You still haven't had your coming of age~" She started to speak but let her words trail off seeing me smiling at her.
"…Y~yes master" Alice bowed quickly and didn't hesitate to stand up causing the mounds of fat on her chest to bounce.
"Please call me if you need assistance" She spoke while reaching for the fabric that was hanging down and pulling it back up.
'The troubles of having a large chest' I felt amused watching her struggle to stuff those heavy orbs back into her dress.
Eventually Alice managed the impossible task hiding away the valley where my semen was still deposited, Although it looked as if they might explode out at any second if she made a wrong movement.
"Master" Alice bowed once more toward me showing off her deep cleavage before turning around.
I watched her wide hips sway all the way to the door that closed behind her leaving me all alone. I let out a deep breath and looked down to my lower half with a slight smile, It felt good to be back to a time I could enjoy such things.
'Now to get serious'
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What is mana?
The churches believed it was a blessing from the three gods.
Researchers believed it was a phenomenon rooted in nature itself.
An untapped force accessible to those with the knowledge or ability to harness it.
Unlike the churches who saw mana as a divine gift bestowed selectively. Researchers argued that it was universally present, a latent energy woven into the fabric of the world.
This belief led to extensive study and experimentation as they sought to understand its origins, limits, and potential applications. It also led to endless fighting between the two factions that would never yield their beliefs.
When I was younger I never cared about where Mana came from, I thought of it as nothing but a tool like most did.
That changed though on a random night when I met a researcher who was wanted by the church for being a hectic. She was very famous at the time even while the rebellion was going on, I remember meeting with her and thinking that she looked nothing like the dark magic worshipping demon the church had painted her out to be.
In fact she looked the very opposite.
With thick glasses adorned on her face and her fidgety personality she looked as if hurting a fly would kill her spirit. She was pretending to be a man at the time, Although i don't think she realized how impossible it was to hide her lofty chest.
'But our meeting seems almost fateful now that I'm back' I smiled sitting crossed legged on the cold floor of my room.
The shades were closed leaving only slivers of light to make their way inside. My hands rested on my legs while my upper half was devoid of clothing, I slowly took deep breaths letting every unimportant thought leave my head.
"I was already too far down my path to try it before…" I muttered slowly channeling the mana in my core and letting it spread throughout my body.
I could see the mana veins that were narrow and almost clogged, I wasn't surprised knowing that at this age I was lazy and hated training. I wasn't so pathetic to be considered trash but I definitely couldn't compare to those like that bastard Elias or Florence who were well known as the top of the new generation.
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