Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1785: Thank you… for everything, RIN.

*SHE BELONGS TO ME!!*

For the first time…

Young Aether’s amusement disappeared as if something inside him snapped when he said that.

The chamber seemed to grow several degrees colder.

*Belongs to you?* he repeated quietly. *When?*

His palm slowly pressed against the transparent capsule.

The glass groaned.

Tiny fractures spread beneath his hand like frozen spiderwebs before emergency nanofibers immediately began repairing them.

*Don’t delude yourself, bitch.*

His voice carried no anger.

Only absolute certainty.

*She’s mine. She belongs to me… The one and only Aether. Got that, asshole? The next time I hear you claim ownership over her…* He paused, staring directly into Kai’s trembling eyes through the cracked glass.

*… That’ll be the last day you ever see your beloved’s pussy!*

Kai instinctively felt fear clawing at his chest.

Real fear!

His body knew.

His instincts screamed.

It clawed at the pit of his stomach, yet his pride refused to let that fear reach his face. His jaw tightened until his teeth creaked against one another.

*Y-You’ll suffer for thi…*

*Actually,* Young Aether interrupted with infuriating calmness.

*I think there’s one more thing you should add to that list… Your beloved wife has been secretly lusting after my cock.*

The instant those words reached him, Kai’s face twisted in utter disgust.

*H-How… HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT…!*

Young Aether merely shrugged.

*She kept rubbing that big, soft ass of hers back against my cock, grinding and squirming, begging me to shove it into her pussy already. Hehe… the needy little slut really wanted it bad.

Looks like even a whole trio of cocks still wasn’t enough to satisfy her. She was dripping, panting, pushing back harder every time I teased her entrance.

Man, do your own fucking job for once, okay? I’ve already got my hands full with these two, and now you want me to take care of yours as well? Hahah…*

Every mocking word struck like a hammer.

Kai’s face burned crimson.

His pride.

His ego.

His confidence as a husband.

Everything he had built around his identity felt as though it were being crushed beneath Young Aether’s boots.

No. He refused to believe it.

This bastard was lying.

He had to be!!

Then Young Aether spoke again.

*Right… She has a mole behind her right boob, doesn’t she? Hehe… What a naughty place…*

*…*

Silence.

The colour drained completely from Kai’s face.

His expression froze in absolute horror as he stared at the figure before him.

Like he had just seen a ghost.

*H-How…?*

Young Aether tilted his head.

*How?* he repeated with a sly chuckle.

*Didn’t you hear me? Or did your brain simply shut down because it couldn’t process reality?*

He let out an exaggerated sigh.

*Well… as painful as it is to admit… it was your wife’s own husband who asked… Ahem… Ahem*

He theatrically cleared his throat before raising his voice.

*SHE SAID SHE NEEDED MY THICK COCK PLUNGING DEEP INTO HER PUSSY—DEEPER THAN HER HUSBAND HAD EVER REACHED. SHE WANTED TO BE MY LITTLE PLAYTHING… MY PERSONAL FUCK-TOY. SAID SHE’D DO WHATEVER I TOLD HER, NO QUESTIONS ASKED…*

He said it out loud, then let out a long, exaggerated sigh, as if even repeating her desperate words had somehow exhausted him, before adding—

*Was that audible enough?*

Audible?

Kai’s blood-red eyes locked onto him without blinking.

His lips split open beneath his own teeth as he bit down so hard that blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Young Aether wasn’t finished.

Like pouring fuel onto an already raging inferno, he continued without the slightest trace of concern.

*Also… man, she was soaked. Every single time she got near me, her pussy was already dripping. Like she was aching to be fucked the second she smelled me.

Tell me, BRO.THER… was she always that wet and needy? Or was it just for me?

If it really was just me… maybe I should give her the nice, deep fuck she’s been begging for—*

*I. WILL. KILL. YOU!!!*

The roar exploded through the chamber.

Every muscle in Kai’s restrained body trembled violently as overwhelming murderous intent erupted from him. The capsule shook beneath the force of his struggle while warning sirens echoed throughout the capsule.

He wanted to tear this man apart.

Piece.

By.

Piece.

Watching the blazing hatred burning inside Kai’s eyes, Young Aether’s lips slowly curled into a wicked smile.

*Yeah… that’s more like it, bitch… Hehe~*

Kai clenched his jaw so tightly it felt ready to shatter.

One day…

One day he would make this motherfucker pay for every filthy word that had come out of his mouth.

There was no way his wife desired this bastard.

There was no way he had failed to satisfy her.

There was no way…

No matter what happened…

He would never forgive the man known as the Archpriest.

Never!!

Kai slowly lifted his head, his blood-red eyes overflowing with hatred cold enough to freeze the air

*The world may see your fake face… but I know who you really are… You’re nothing but a vile monster,* Kai said, his voice low, cold, and overflowing with murderous intent.

Young Aether simply nodded, as though accepting every word without the slightest concern.

*Yeah… maybe.* A faint chuckle escaped him. *But… you don’t know my real face either. Here… let me show you~*

With deliberate slowness, he reached for his helmet.

The very instant it came off…

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kai’s pupils shrank.

His eyes reflected something…

Something horrendously…

Unspeakably…

Wrong!!!!!!!!!!!

His heart seemed to stop.

Blood froze within his veins as though winter itself had invaded his body. Every trace of colour vanished from his face. His lungs expelled every last breath, yet no matter how desperately they struggled, they refused to inhale again. Every instinct buried deep within his flesh screamed that what stood before him wasn’t something a human mind was ever meant to witness.

Even the last shred of his dignity abandoned him.

Then…

*A-A-A-A-ARRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!*

A scream unlike anything human tore from Kai’s throat.

It was absolute, primal terror.

The word monster couldn’t even begin to describe what he was seeing.

Whatever stood before him existed far beyond that.

Pssssss!!

His bladder finally gave up.

Warm liquid streamed down uncontrollably as every muscle in his body surrendered to overwhelming fear.

His pupils lost focus.

His eyes rolled blank.

The next second…

He fainted.

His brain simply refused to process any more.

It had reached its limit.

Yet even after consciousness abandoned him, his bladder continued leaking onto the capsule floor, almost mockingly becoming the only part of his body still functioning.

Young Aether stared at the unconscious man for a few quiet seconds before a deeply satisfied smile spread across his face.

Without another word, he casually kicked the floating encapsular into the shimmering dimensional portal.

Young Aether dusted off his hands.

“Now I feel refreshed… Fuck… I’m actually happy now. Feels like a mountain just disappeared from my shoulders.”

His own expression carried a hint of surprise.

He genuinely hadn’t expected it to feel this satisfying.

^And you have almost certainly inflicted permanent psychological trauma. His subconscious will likely preserve today’s events long after his conscious mind attempts to suppress them. He’s going to have nightmares for the rest of his life… Poor boy.^

RIN AI remarked softly, sounding almost sympathetic.

Young Aether snorted.

Traumatized?

That idiot?

Utter nonsense.

The fool’s brain had simply shut itself down.

“Nah… I’m pretty sure he’ll forget whatever happened here. You’ll see. He’ll convince himself none of this ever happened… Hahaha.”

^Oh? Subject exhibits severe cognitive dissonance. Rather than updating his understanding when confronted with contradictory evidence, he reconstructs reality into a version his ego finds acceptable. An inefficient survival mechanism… yet surprisingly common among biological intelligence.^

“He is worse than that.” Young Aether sighed, shaking his head before placing the helmet back over his face.

“He doesn’t just delude himself… he drags everyone around him into the same fantasy.”

His glowing visor turned toward the cluster of portals floating silently across the chamber.

^You said you had a plan. What is it?^

RIN asked curiously. Despite processing millions of calculations every second, even her predictive modules had failed to reach a satisfactory conclusion.

“My portal subspace only allows one living person inside.”

Young Aether folded his arms.

“And someone’s already occupying that slot.”

^Okay… what does that have to do with these portals?^

He slowly smiled.

“I mean… What happens…”

“If I store these portals inside my own subspace?”

^…^

Even RIN required several processing cycles.

^Hmm… interesting theory.^

“It’s not a theory, bitch.”

^Fine… hypothesis confirmed pending execution,^ she corrected dryly.

^These portals are essentially stabilised spatial continuums. If you store them inside your personal subspace, and that subspace already rejects additional living occupants because one is already inside… then anyone attempting to enter from the opposite side should be automatically rejected by the dimensional rules themselves.^

“Exactly.”

Young Aether nodded, spreading both arms like the conductor of an orchestra preparing for its grand performance.

A wicked grin slowly formed beneath the helmet.

^However… this merely isolates the battlefield. It does not terminate the conflict itself.^

“Well…” He shrugged. “This is the best I can do. I mean, I stopped them from coming back, and they won’t be getting any reinforcements either. I’d say that’s a pretty good outcome.”

^Even so…^

“Nah, whatever. Those fuckers can handle it! I’ve already given them enough support anyway!” he replied with complete indifference and heartlessness, his voice carrying the unmistakable confidence of someone washing his hands of the entire mess.

He casually flicked his wrist.

Just as he was about to summon his portal…

^One moment. Running a full-dimensional compatibility analysis. My predictive models indicate an unresolved variable…^

While RIN buried herself beneath countless streams of calculations, Young Aether didn’t even bother waiting.

“Oh, come on. It’s not rocket science.”

The moment he activated his ability, a colossal white portal erupted into existence above him.

WOOOOOOM!!

The chamber was instantly engulfed by a blinding vortex of swirling white light. The portal expanded until it stretched from wall to wall, its luminous edges scraping against the chamber’s ceiling like a gigantic celestial maw.

Young Aether slowly lowered both hands.

As though conducting an invisible orchestra.

The enormous portal obeyed.

It descended gracefully, swallowing enemy portals. They swallowed them perpendicular… as half of all the small portals had already disappeared.

Then…

Everything…

Stopped!

The massive portal froze in place.

A heartbeat later…

The air began trembling.

Not vibrating.

Trembling!

The metallic floor rippled beneath his boots as though it had suddenly become liquid. The surrounding walls groaned under impossible pressure.

^If two independent subspaces possessing incompatible topological constraints are forcibly merged into spatial convergence, the resulting manifold instability may trigger a dimensional feedback cascade.^

Young Aether blinked.

“…English.”

^Your portal and the enemy portals obey completely different spatial boundary conditions. By forcing them into the same dimensional framework, you’ve caused both realities to compete for ownership of identical regions of spacetime.^

She continued almost immediately.

^Possible outcomes include topological collapse… recursive spatial distortion… uncontrolled energy discharge… catastrophic gravitational waves… localised spacetime rupture…. or several highly creative combinations of the above. None are listed under “recommended.”^

A brief pause followed.

^…In layman’s terms… this is absolutely not what we were trying to do. In technical terminology… we have thoroughly fucked ourselves.^

Young Aether blinked again.

“…That sounds bad.”

His answer came a fraction too late.

His long black hair suddenly floated upward.

Not from wind.

From gravity itself beginning to lose meaning.

Individual strands drifted unnaturally toward the expanding dimensional fracture as though invisible hands were pulling them.

Then…

Spark!!

Spark!!

Spark!!

Violent arcs of white-blue electricity exploded throughout the chamber.

Every portal simultaneously fractured.

Jagged black cracks spread across empty space itself, tearing through reality like shattered glass. Pieces of distorted light peeled away into an endless abyss beyond human comprehension. The chamber’s ceiling warped. Floors twisted. Distance itself became uncertain as entire sections of the room folded inward.

^MOTHERFUCKER!! COULDN’T YOU WAIT 2.3 FUCKING SECONDS?! HUH?!^

For perhaps the first time since her activation…

RIN genuinely sounded furious.

If she had possessed a physical body, she would’ve been clutching her forehead in utter disbelief.

He had spent minutes casually talking.

Mocking everyone.

Cracking jokes.

Breaking their minds.

Yet somehow…

Waiting another 2.3 seconds had apparently been impossible.

^FUCKER!! RUN!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STARING AT?!^

Her scream finally snapped him back to reality.

Or whatever remained of it.

The chamber was literally coming apart.

The dimensional portals had ruptured into countless overlapping fractures. Entire mech-suits, shattered machinery, broken containment pods, and chunks of reinforced alloy were violently ripped into the expanding void. Hurricane-force currents howled through the chamber as gravity spiralled in impossible directions, dragging everything toward the collapsing centre.

His own hair whipped backwards.

Then it was caught.

The vortex seized it like invisible claws.

His entire body lurched violently forward.

He slammed both hands onto the metallic floor just before being lifted completely off the ground. Every muscle strained as the impossible force tried to drag him into the screaming dimensional maw.

^CUT YOUR FUCKING HAIR, ASSHOLE!! WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DECIDE TO GROW IT NOW, OF ALL TIMES?!^

RIN practically shrieked.

Without hesitation, Young Aether reached behind his back.

SHIIING!!

Twin Eclipse flashed from his hand.

One clean slash.

His waist-length black hair fluttered free before instantly vanishing into the dimensional storm, disappearing forever inside the collapsing rift.

The pull on his body weakened.

He immediately slammed back onto the floor, rolled across the metal plating, and lunged toward his second weapon, still embedded in the wreckage of a fallen mech-suit.

His fingers wrapped around the ring slot.

YANK!!

The weapon tore free just as the mangled machine was ripped screaming into the void.

He didn’t waste another heartbeat.

Step!!

Step!!

Step!!

Step!!

His boots hammered across the trembling floor while walls collapsed behind him. Entire sections of the facility folded inward like paper caught in a furnace, and bolts of spatial lightning carved glowing scars through the air itself.

^RUN, BABY, RUN!! AND DON’T YOU DARE LOOK BACK!!^

RIN screamed at full volume.

^ACCORDING TO THE CLASSIFIED ARCHIVES I TOTALLY DIDN’T STEAL… THIS IS EXACTLY THE KIND OF SITUATION WHERE YOU NEVER, EVER LOOK BACK!!^

Step!!

Step!!

Step!!

However, to their utter disappointment, the moment they burst out of the tunnel, they were greeted by the entire Military Sector.

Rows upon rows of mechanised soldiers stood shoulder to shoulder, weapons already raised and locked onto the tunnel’s exit. Heavy combat mechs towered behind them like steel fortresses, their crimson optical sensors glowing through drifting smoke while countless targeting lasers converged upon a single point.

Him.

It was as though every soldier had been waiting for this exact moment.

“…”

A suffocating silence.

The kind that existed only for a heartbeat before a storm consumed everything.

Young Aether stood alone in the middle of hundreds of glowing barrels, Twin Eclipse resting loosely in his hand. Blood from the previous battlefield still dripped lazily from its crescent blades, leaving crimson trails across the polished metal floor. His thumb slowly brushed against the weapon’s slotted ring before he released a quiet breath.

“Thank you… for everything, RIN.”