While Others Cultivate, I Use My Multiverse System

It was hard to describe what was going on from the moment when I fell into Ayda's embrace. Bit by bit, my pieces of clothing somehow disappeared from my body as the girl continued to rub her soft skin against me. Before I could even realise, all those tangled emotions I felt before were now replaced with just one.

Lust.

This time I was perfectly clear that Ayda was reaching the pinnacle of her emotion control over me. I could feel how she openly held a strong grip over my emotions, only adding the fuel to the fire in my loins.

Then, I felt her lips on my neck.

With how powerful if not shocking the sudden explosion of delicate pleasure overwhelmed my mind, I could swear that I somehow managed to return as a ghost to the ruins of what used to be my home.

Standing there, just a few steps away from the dead body of my mother, I could see someone else entering the fray. This time though, there wasn't anyone else for that person to fight with.

Suck.

An unbelievable feeling brought me back to the current reality. Unable to move my body at all, I could only look down just to see the girl wrapping her lips against the head of my penis, before sliding it all the way to her throat. With the sudden wave of warmth, the facture of her tongue playing around with my shroom, the suction whenever she pulled out a bit…

It was all too powerful not to take over my mind. Only capable of sitting down and enjoying the moment, I felt my consciousness wavering once again.

This time, that familiar person that dared to invade the sanctity of my home, was standing above the body of my mother. Then that man kneeled. For some reason, I could tell that it wasn't the first time that I saw this man.

Pain.

A short, sharp moment of strangely arousing pain when Ayda scrapped her teeth against the side of my shaft, totally engrossed in blowing me up. With the storm of her hair caressing the skin of my thighs as her lips continued to make a short work of my defences, I once again lost my grip with reality.

Kneeling over my mom, that man picked her up in his arms. His face filled with sadness and a strange determination. And in the next moment, he suddenly vanished from the place along with the corpse that I hoped to bury once I would return to the earth.

At the same time, my consciousness returned right into Ayda's arms. Now, that she was done wetting my shaft, this girl moved her entire body up, nesting herself on top of my lap. Feeling her nipples tickle my cheeks, I was overwhelmed with the delicious smell of her body.

But this girl was as far from stopping as she could. Rubbing her most important place against my erect manhood, she reached down with her hand to guide my tip fo her core. Once set in place, she wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling my face right into the soft pillow of her breast.

"Here, here…"

Slowly lowering her hips down on my shaft, I could feel Ayda's inner folds tensing up as my shroom penetrated her body deeper and deeper. While the insane pleasure that only a woman could give to a man started to take over all my senses, I could feel the tingling of Ayda's flesh.

Just as I attempted to raise my eyes to see what was going on her face, she stopped caressing the back of my head, pulling on my hair to raise the angle of my chin instead. Freed from the soft embrace of her breasts, I only had a moment to observe the world before my vision was covered with Ayda's teary face as she lowered her head down for the kiss.

This time, it wasn't just a gentle peck. As soon as our lips clashed, she forcefully nailed herself all the way down on my hips while pushing her delicious tongue inside my jaws.

"More…"

Half-moaning directly into my mouth, Ayda tensed all over before suddenly relaxing herself completely. With her womb caressing the head of my penis, her tongue entangling with mine as our saliva mixed up and her arms pulling me even closer into her embrace, this girl let down her guard completely.

All at once, all the feelings of sadness, loss, desperation and powerlessness washed against my mind, only to disappear as quickly as they appeared. Or rather, only for their burden to suddenly move evenly on both mine and Ayda's shoulders, at the same time as her own emotions united with my mind.

My entire body tingled. Connected on such an unimaginable level to this girl, I could feel the pleasure that she was receiving from my penis, I could feel the deep and unending care that she held for me, I could feel her own sexual drive, pushing her to ravage me on the spot, stopped only by the greatest ocean of worry that I could ever imagine.

But at the same time, I discovered something else.

While all of her feelings pointed at the obvious reason behind her emotions, there was a complete and utter lack of love in her. There was no love for me in her. But there was no love for her family, her friends, her life, her habits, her everything else either.

At this moment, I suddenly connected all the dots. What Elenair said to her back when we met with him, suddenly made sense. Her mad desire was obvious now. Her wish, her hope that turning me into a true mage would help her fulfil was in the plain sight right now. For a moment, I could even see the day when she was deprived of this emotion.

A strange scene.

A man lying on the ground, with a soldier rapidly lowering his axe towards the man's body. The perspective of the picture made it easy to understand that its recipient was also pinned to the ground. A quick scan of the area revealed a bloody, broken pike that held the original owner of this vision in place.

Then, an insane burst of power appearing out of nowhere, only to sweep aside anything that even remotely seemed to be threatening. And just when the man that the owner of this memory wanted to save managed to get up, an unending sea of lack of understanding and confusion, when he approached the owner of the perspective only to pull out a knife with a weirdly fulfilled smile before forcing it into the neck of the person that was experiencing this moment.

Returning to the reality just in the next moment, I realised that Ayda was already shaking her hips up and down, unable to hold her own lust back. With her breasts wiggling to the rhythm of her moves, right in front of my face, I felt my lust growing so insanely big, that it broke through some kind of barrier that was holding me still.

Reach.

Finally free to act, I grabbed Ayda by her waist, before pushing her down on the floor where we mingled. With my penis already as deep inside her moist pussy as it could reach, the moment our lips parted, Ayda released a long, exhilarated moan. But instead of letting me take the lead, she shot her arms up, locking them behind my neck only to pull me down on her soft body.

Wrapped in her warmth, I continued to swing my hips to and fro, feeling how her insides tightened over and over again on me. And then it struck me.

Despite the clearly mental source of this realisation, I could see its effects in plain sight, as if it was something entirely tangible.

Ayda didn't lack the ability to feel love. It was just the channel in her soul that was responsible for inducing it that was clogged with some kind of an impure mess.

The same impure mess that I was now easily able to notice in the magic that surrounded me.

"So that's the case…"

In this moment of enlightenment, I didn't dare to waste this strange force that seemed to guide my hands. Raising above Ayda's body, I forcefully broke out of her embrace, leaving her with a regretful and disappointed expression. But instead of stopping the act, I placed my hands down directly on her supple breast, sinking my fingers in her delicious flesh.

As pleasant as it was to get all touchy-feely with her now, my aim was entirely different than getting an even stronger rinse out of myself. It just so happened that the channel in her soul that caught my attention happened to pass by this exact area.

Feeling how the inner folds of this mysterious girl desperately wrapped against my penis, pulling it even deeper into her moist insides, I noticed one more important fact. While it was messy and thicker than usual… That strange matter that blocked that channel, was still magic at its core!

"With this, you are now cleansed…"

Following the flow of the moment, I pulled at that strange matter, forcing it outside of Ayda's soul. At first, it seemed that it was so heavy that it would be impossible to move it, but once I dedicated myself strongly enough to the task, I could see how this messy mass started to move…

Only to suddenly breakthrough from the confines of Ayda's soul, clearing her channel out of the element that blocked it!

It was like an explosion. As if all her bottled love and affection suddenly found a way to flow properly. In fact, it was exactly what happened. All at once, Ayda��s entire body tensed up, with a strange light appearing in her pupils. Before I could notice anything, her upper body moved up, putting her once again on top of my lap.

"Krist…"

Moaning right in my face, Ayda once again reunited our lips, greedily devouring my saliva while playing around with my tongue. Moving her hips with what could only be described as utter lust and desperation, she moved her hand on my own wrist, only to pull my hand right on top of her breast.

Jumping up and down on my rod, her emotions turned into a mess of happiness, joy, pleasure and excitement, all sinking in the endless sea of affection directed at me. With our feelings mixing up together, I could feel how desperate and jealous for my attention Ayda turned to be. I could feel how she could only think about my dick ravaging her insides at this moment, awaiting the concluding splurge that would mark her insides with my presence.

And then, something inside me clicked.