The book is finished, it was somewhat explanatory, I guess monsters aren't treated like the races just because 100% of the monsters are actually just a piece of Stygian.
It's as if they were all just false beings that are part of a larger being, and while they are not united, they are not truly a living being.
'What a strange logic, fantasy worlds are bizarre' And it's totally illogical, like 1+1 equals 11 or 2+2 equals 100, truly complicated.
'Did the hooded figure travel through time? Temporal magic...I wonder who that person was to have so much power, and a daughter? Stygian has a daughter, now that's surprising.'
The only way the hooded figure could be Stygian's daughter is through time travel, the castle's books always reveal the truth because the librarian doesn't like false facts, so "daughter" was a literal term.
This also explains why the hooded figure knew what would emerge, and knew that Stygian would be responsible for countless deaths.
'My last name is Stygian...Nah, it has nothing to do with it, it's just a name anyway.' I think this content is interesting, and it helps me to know more about the truth of this world.
I doubt many have this knowledge, so this is something that can only be obtained in this castle.
"Librarian, who made this book?" This makes me wonder where this knowledge came from.
"It was Aurora, she's the only one who was alive at that time who could still write, it happened even before the ancient civilization," he answers my question.
'Aurora wrote this? Why? Is there a reason beyond just leaving a record?' I wonder how old Aurora really is.
"Can we go now, I'm done" I hand the book back to the librarian.
"Great, young lady, because I've already sent a message to the Demon of Wrath and he's waiting for you."
The librarian puts the book away and soon leads me walking through the corridors, I don't know why he wanted to walk, but I have nothing to say.
I hope this is worth it, I don't want to suffer for nothing.
"Librarian, don't you think what's written there is false?" I question what guarantees that this is the truth.
"What guarantees that it's true, you ask? It's obvious because it was written by Aurora herself, she has no reason to lie about something so irrelevant," he replies.
'I don't know why all this confidence in Aurora...' These residents of this world have too much trust in Aurora.
"You...don't you feel sad to know that you're just a piece of something greater? That your existence is nothing more than a fragment of someone else?" It seems like a rather miserable existence, as if the very act of existing isn't relevant, a life that only serves another being.
"No, I don't think so, and it's not like I have a choice," he responds bluntly.
"Where is Stygian now?" I wonder where the original monster is.
"I don't know, who knows?...I think not even the demon lords know where Stygian is, in the end its existence is a true enigma," I ask him.
"Stygian...could, I don't know...maybe...reunite into a single being again?" In the end, all the monsters that exist are just a copy of Stygian, and this also explains why the reproduction of monsters is basically cloning.
Its reproduction method simply changed from self-dividing to being able to inseminate clones into other beings, and thanks to this it no longer needs 1 week, just a few minutes depending on the monster.
However, strangely, a thought occurred to me that maybe Stygian could reunite into a single being, even though nothing mentions it, I just think it's entirely possible.
"You're asking a lot of difficult questions today, I don't know if Stygian has that ability."
"Do you know who the hooded figure is? Also, the last line of the book indicates that the person was a time traveler since they are Stygian's daughter."
"Young lady, I don't know anything related to that, but if it's about time magic, I have some records as well as some of its spells."
"However, I don't recommend using them, they're not truly useful, it's as if the world is trying to fix time errors, so even if you go to the past, you won't be able to change anything."
I tremble with fear at the first thought that came to my mind, my first thought was that if I knew time magic, I could kill my past self just to not suffer like this.
But that wouldn't work, first of all, I don't know how to get back to my world, and secondly, my immortality is absolute, which makes me timeless, meaning that changes in the past, present, and future don't affect me, I'll always exist from the moment I came into this world.
"Maybe I want to read about this, could you keep some of those books for me?" Something about this story about Stygian catches my attention, and I'd like to know who the hooded figure is.
If she tried to prevent Stygian's birth, then she's probably someone good because she wanted to avoid millions of deaths.
I guess now I'm clinging to any piece of information I can get, no matter how irrelevant, I just want to know more because maybe this will end my suffering.
Soon we arrive at the Demon of Wrath's area, this place has always been a bit odious in the game, there are too many traps here, to the point of being irritating, like you open a door and don't even have a chance to flee from what's behind it.
He reaches a door and knocks.
"Enter," a deep, loud voice, like a cruel barbarian but with a touch of elegance.
As soon as he opens the door, I see him, Asmodeus the Demon of Wrath. He has reddish-dark hair, eyes that glow like magma, and his skin is slightly tanned. He's wearing a military-style outfit, although his clothes are stained with blood.
'I don't even want to know what he was doing before.' I look around the room and see various types of BDSM toys and items. I sigh in relief, in the game, there's another room that's not at all pleasant that he can use with Ayla.
A literal torture room, knives, axes, clubs, blades, chains, large torture machines, a true hell of pain.
Although the conditions for this room are considerably difficult.
"I am Asmodeus, and you will be my plaything for today, Ayla," he says bluntly, and I soon see him hand something to the Librarian, though I didn't see exactly what it was.
"Enter," he commands in an authoritative tone, leaving no room for questioning, a tone of authority and no gentleness.
"Have a good time, young lady, I'll put your information in your room, see you later," the librarian says as he leaves.
I just hope he keeps his end of the deal.
"Take off your clothes."
I take a deep breath and obey, there's no point in resisting, I accepted this, and he's the type of sadist whose resistance will only make things worse.
I remove my clothes and kick them aside a bit.
"Everything."
"..." I take off my panties and throw them on top of the clothes. I don't have a bra, I don't know if that's good or bad, but my dress is so soft that it doesn't hurt my nipples, so I've never seen a problem.
He observes my body as if evaluating it.
"You're a lot less childish than I thought, your dress really hides a lot."
I have a very youthful appearance, but my dress hides a lot of my body, in this case, my breasts and curves are very well hidden, so I end up looking even younger.
However, without clothes, my breasts aren't that small, and after the insects, they've grown a bit, so they're now medium-sized.
"Okay, let's start with something simpler, sit here and drink this," he throws a flask at me, I pick it up from the floor and drink it, it's probably an aphrodisiac, at least it will help me feel less pain.
I walk to where he pointed, the chair is already quite different, it has restraints on the arms and a huge dildo in the middle of the chair.
I go to the chair and place my dripping pussy on it, I take a deep breath, gathering courage, and descend all the way down.
"Aaaahhh!" I moan in pain and pleasure, I could go slowly, but I doubt that would be good, and it would take longer, and he might get irritated, and the last thing I want is for the Demon of Wrath to get angry.
The dildo is clearly visible, bulging in my belly, strangely, this is a common sight now, my belly has been deformed in such bizarre ways that seeing a dildo now visible doesn't seem like a big deal.
Although it is uncomfortable to have something that seems to be 25 centimeters expanding my always tight insides like a virgin.
I place my hands in the restraints, and they close automatically, now I'm contained here.
"That's right, I don't like delays," he comes to me and puts a blindfold over my eyes, completely obscuring my vision, the aphrodisiac makes me sensitive, amplifying my senses.
I can perfectly feel every protrusion of the vibrator, while my pussy clenches around this thick, hard intruder. I hear his footsteps as he walks away, leaving me abandoned here.