Grimrose found himself lost in thought, a nagging question echoing in his mind: why wasn't his first life being displayed? The digital interface remained stubbornly blank, offering no glimpse into his past.
Then, as if in answer to his unspoken query, a new screen flickered into existence, its data points obscured, alien.
**Status: ???**
The screen struggled to define him:
- **Name:** ???
- **Race:** Firstborn of Existence
- **Title:** Ruler of Cosmos, Eater of Chaos, The Walking Storm, ???, ???
- **Attack:** ∞
- **Speed:** ∞
- **???:** ∞
- **Luck:** ∞
- **Elements:** Chaos, Life, Existence, Mind, Reality, ???, ???, ???
Beneath the enigmatic stats, a list of skills, equally daunting, began to populate the display:
**Skills:**
- 1. **Existence Discard:** Erase the opponent from existence. Even the user who uses this will forget the enemy that he used this on. He will be erased from existence like he never existed.
- 2. ???
- 3. ???
The weight of the unknown pressed down on Grimrose, the implications of these hidden powers and obscured origins a mystery he was only beginning to unravel.
~~~
"What?! These stats are INSANE! How are his stats infinite?!"
"And WHAT is THAT skill?! Seriously?!"
"WOW! Is this person REALLY me?! This is unbelievable!"
Grimrose was busy checking his stats when he heard a cheerful voice.
"Master, dinner's ready!" Lia announced happily.
"Coming! Just a sec," Grimrose replied, heading towards the door.
...
During dinner, Grimrose glanced at Lia. "Um, Lia," he began, "is there a reason you're wearing... such revealing clothes?"
"Hehehe, Master," Lia giggled, "it's been a whole day since we, you know! So, of course, I wanted to wear something a little... enticing."
"Alright, alright!" Grimrose said as they finished their meal. "How about we take a nice bath first?" He suggested as they headed to the bathroom.
~~~
"All done with the bath," Grimrose announced, heading straight for their room.
Suddenly, Grimrose tugged on Lia's bathrobe. "Lia," he purred, his voice dripping with seduction.
Lia sat down on the bed. "Yes, Master?" she responded, a playful glint in her eyes.
...
Grimrose's hands began to wander, his fingers tracing the curves of Lia's waist, hips, and thighs. Lia's eyes fluttered closed. "Oh, master..." she breathed, her breathing quickening as his touch ignited a fire within her.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues entwining. "Mmm..." Lia moaned softly as they savored the taste of each other. Grimrose's hands continued their exploration, his fingers dancing across Lia's skin, sending shivers down her spine.
Lia's hands roamed Grimrose's chest. "You feel so good," she whispered, her fingers tracing the contours of his muscles. She felt his heart racing beneath her touch, and her own desire grew. "I want you, master."
As they teased each other, their love and desire deepened. "You have no idea how much I want you, Lia," Grimrose whispered against her ear. Their connection grew stronger with every passing moment. The air was charged with anticipation, and their hearts beat as one.
Their playful banter turned into a sensual dance, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of their passion. Grimrose's eyes locked onto Lia's. "I love you, Lia," he breathed, and he saw the love and adoration reflected back at him.
In this moment, they were lost in their own world, their love the only reality that mattered. As they continued their tantalizing game, their desire for each other only grew stronger. "Tell me what you want," Grimrose murmured, his voice husky with desire.
"I want you to put it..." said Lia shyly.
As Grimrose heard that he looked at her pussy which is so shockingly wet that it's partially bursting with water. "Lia, you're wet," Grimrose said in her ear.
"Master, it's embarrassing," said Lia as she hugged him closer.
"Ok, I'm putting it in," Grimrose said, displaying his large penis.
"Master, I'm still surprised every time I see it," Lia teased.
"It's big, right?" Grimrose asked as he slowly entered her.