All MILFs are Mine Chapter 361: The Mist - I
Previously on All MILFs are Mine...
*ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ*
The moment the door swung open, Leon's gaze fell upon the familiar staircase connecting the first and second floors.
"Fuck..." Dusk's voice, laced with disgust, emanated from within the protective bubble, his expression already conveying his dread of what was to come.
Without awaiting Leon's instruction, Dusk transformed into his cat form.
"Hey, Lesarath... Who resides on the second floor?" Leon inquired, his brow furrowed in confusion.
’No one dwells upon the third floor, Leon Luster. Only the Mist resides there.’ Lesarath responded.
"What mist?" Leon asked, his confusion deepening.
’The Mist is precisely that... Mist and nothing more.’ Lesarath replied.
"Huh...? Alright, fine... I'll discover its nature myself." Leon agreed, his expression neutral as he leaped forward, Dusk following close behind.
*Thud*
’Leon Luster...’ Lesrath's voice echoed within his mind, carrying an unusual weight this time.
Leon looked up, his expression still puzzled.
’... Keep your mind strong,’ he advised before releasing his grip on the gate.
*THUD*
With a resounding slam, the gate fell shut, followed by the ominous clicking of locks from the level above.
*Click-Click-Click-Click-Click-Click*
"Well, let's get this done." Leon declared, deactivating the {Traversal Bubble} skill. He noticed Dusk had already assumed his feline form.
"Master... Is that the monster you befriended?" Dusk inquired, his tone steady.
"Yes," Leon confirmed with a smile, gently scooping up the world tree sapling in one hand and Dusk in the other.
"Fuuuu~ Let's fucking goooo!" Leon exclaimed, accelerating forward and plunging down the stairs with relentless momentum.
*THUD*
"HUP..."
*THUD*
"HUP..."
*THUD*
"HUP...*
....
As Leon descended, an unsettling observation struck him...
’I've been descending continuously for five minutes, yet the bottom remains unseen. It’s profoundly dark.’ he mused, a flicker of confusion crossing his features.
"Master..." Dusk's voice was a low murmur.
"What is it?" Leon responded, his descent uninterrupted.
"Master..." Dusk repeated.
"Yes, Dusk... I'm listening." Leon replied, his feet still pounding the stairs.
"Master..."
"Dusk, just spit it the fuck out-" Leon began, his voice tinged with irritation, but his words died on his lips as he looked at Dusk. His eyes widened in sheer terror.
Dusk's skull was partially exposed, his face resembling a rotting corpse, akin to a zombie, and he was monotonously repeating the same phrase.
"Fucking hell..." Leon reacted instantly, halting his descent on a step and flinging Dusk to the ground.
*Thud*
"Master..." Dusk uttered, rising from the floor and advancing towards Leon.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Dusk?" Leon demanded, his expression grim as he observed his companion.
"Master... Wake up." Dusk instructed, his gaze fixed on Leon.
"What!?" Leon questioned, his expression hardening.
"Master wake up... Master wake up... Master wake up." Dusk's voice devolved into the repetitive, broken cadence of a doll.
"W-What the fuck-"
....
"HAAAAAAH... IS WRONG WITH YOU-!???"
With a sudden gasp, Leon's eyes snapped open. He found himself standing before the entrance to the third floor's gate, Dusk's voice calling to him with palpable worry.
.... A dense white mist, emanating from beneath the gate, enveloped them from all sides.
"W-What the fuck happened?" Leon stammered, his confusion evident as he turned to Dusk.
"Master, we were descending the stairs, and the moment you stepped onto this particular step, you just froze." Dusk explained.
Without a moment's delay, Leon activated his skill on the swirling white mist.
<Inspect>
Abruptly, a crimson window materialized before him.
[System is Offline.]
"What the-" Before the sentence could be completed, a colossal green hand seized his shoulder.
Leon spun around to confront a hulking orc directly behind him, a crude wooden club clutched in its hand.
The orc immediately raised the club, bringing it down towards Leon with devastating force.
"RAAWWHHHHHHHH..."
"Fucking hell." Leon executed a swift sidestep, evading the blow. He noted the orc had vanished from its previous position.
’What in the world is transpuring? Why is the system offline? And where did Dusk vanish to? He was right beside me moments ago.’ Leon's thoughts raced, a sudden, chilling realization dawning upon him.
"This is an illusion..." Leon declared, delivering a sharp slap to his own face.
*SLAP*
"HAAAAAAH..." Drawing a deep breath, he awoke from the illusory state, finding himself positioned on the final stair, holding Dusk in one hand and the world tree sapling in the other.
Dusk's eyes had turned vacant white, and wisps of mist continuously infiltrated his nostrils, wreaking havoc on his consciousness.
"Dusk... Wake up." Leon instructed, setting the world tree sapling aside and vigorously shaking Dusk in a desperate attempt to rouse him.
However, dusk did not seem to be waking up still.
"Leon Luster..." A voice he recognized echoed from behind him.
Leon's head snapped around, and he saw a girl with enormous breasts standing in the swirling fog, her features indistinct.
"Cherry..." Leon uttered her name, his gaze fixed on her with a serious demeanor.
"What are you even doing, Leon? Come here... Let's go on a date or something. Didn't you used to ask me out all the time back in high school?" Cherry's voice was low as she began to approach him.
"There's no damn way you're actually here. I must still be trapped in this illusion," Leon stated, his expression grim as he observed her.
"Why does that even matter? You can do anything you want with me now..." Cherry's words were accompanied by her clothes vanishing in an instant, her bountiful chest swaying with each step she took forward.
"...I'm the same girl who wouldn't even spare your disgusting face a glance, but I'm willing to be your plaything now. Come and use me however you wish, or do you want me to change things about myself?
Want bigger boobs?" Cherry inquired, and the size of her already ample chest instantly doubled.
A lewd grin spread across Leon's face as he strode forward and seized her by the neck.
"Oh... You're into rough play? Fine-"
Without a moment's delay, Leon twisted her neck sharply to the side.
*Crack*
"Why would you do that?" Cherry asked, her neck now clearly broken as she stared at Leon.
"Bitch... That's something I've always wanted to do to you. Nobody gets to look down on me. Even though I know it's an illusion, it still feels incredibly satisfying," Leon responded, a wide, triumphant smile plastered on his face.