Sessyoin, who abandoned her molting… The Third Seat of the Burial Agency was, in many ways, a woman one could reason with.
She knew exactly how insignificant a human being was compared to the vast existence known as a Beast. Realizing it was far more advantageous to remain a trivial entity without ever knowing that truth or attempting to molt, she resolved to do nothing.
Thus was born Kiara Kisshouin—a woman who could have ascended to the Throne of the Fallen Skies after being demonized by a Sabbat, yet kicked that destiny aside to satisfy the requirements for the Third Seat of the Burial Agency.
Yes. Even such a woman was enough to exert a profound influence over me.
Even if the moment I faced her was during my immature and incomplete days, having survived my own share of carnage, I recognized her as a dangerous individual in every sense. And now… I am essentially facing a third fully-manifested Beast.
The first Beast I encountered, the Principle of Retribution, was incomplete. Consequently, it was easily repelled.
The second Beast, Pity… is still in the midst of a struggle. If we can somehow break through the Uruk Singularity, victory is within reach.
…And this third one, Pleasure…
[Fufu…]
‘I can’t win. Absolutely not.’
There is no way to pierce her.
Literally, she is an opponent who should not exist in such a Singularity… an out-of-bounds entity. Whether it be a holder of the Holy Grail or the Lion King… could any of them match the caliber of this ‘Beast’? To make a comparison, it is no different than comparing King Gilgamesh, the Wise King holding the Grail, to Tiamat.
She transcends human nature and every desire to the point where she defines herself as the only ‘human’ and her own pleasure as the pleasure of all mankind. Her existence operates on a different scale of life—an ego recognized even by Gaia’s Counter Force.
-Fwoosh!
She approaches.
Lips that seemed sculpted and melted from the very definition of ‘beauty’ began to draw closer to me. Though not quite a True Demon, I had encountered several beings claiming to be Succubi, but never had I met a lifeform that approached with such terrifying allure and intoxicating pleasure.
As Mushroom-Sensei officially stated: ‘The strongest against intelligent life.’
Strictly speaking, excluding out-of-bounds entities like other Beasts or ORT, there is no ‘character’ in TYPE-MOON whom one could bet on to win against Kiara.
Saliva dripped uncontrollably from my eyes, nose, and mouth. The fine hairs on my body stood on end as if screaming a warning.
-Fwoosh!
An intense fire of lust ignites within my heart.
The scorching flames spread as if to consume my entire body, and then, all at once, those flames concentrated on my lower half.
[Oh my, oh my… to think you would be this excited already…]
And then… it burns.
“Gwaaaaaaaakh!!!”
[...Oh?]
My lower body was instantly engulfed in flames.
As the blue fire charred my flesh, a horrific burning pain unlike anything I had felt since birth began to coil around my body. Any anticipation of pleasure vanished; screams intended only to vent agony tore from my throat. The Demonic Bodhisattva simply watched me, giggling as if I were a curiosity.
And then, she stops.
[So you did know. You knew about me.]
“…You can’t be a Corrupted Servant. An entity of your caliber would devour a Saint Graph like a Corrupted Servant and molt immediately. No, a Beast wouldn’t manifest as a ‘Servant’ in the first place…!”
[It was quite refreshing, you know? I’ve seen many who commit self-harm to avoid surrendering to me… but I’ve never seen anyone make the novel choice of incinerating their own manhood…]
It was a desperate struggle, of course.
That insane entity can make one lose their reason and fall into a pleasure that collapses their very existence through mere contact. Instinct fears and rejects her, but reason is subverted by the urge to touch her. If a mere act of self-mutilation could stop that, she wouldn’t be called the Demonic Bodhisattva…
…But through that act, I gained one answer.
“You haven't… fully molted yet, have you?”
[...Oh?]
“If you had, there’s no way I’d be alive before you… I’d be crawling on the ground, begging for your mercy and your pleasure.”
[Precisely. You are truly worthy of being called the last Master of humanity… As you said, I have not yet molted. Should we call it a pupa state?]
Suddenly, the battle around us had ceased.
The two individuals presumed to be Corrupted Servants stood on either side of Tristan, their weapons lowered, as if surrounding him. Tristan remained wary of both of them, yet never took his eyes off Kiara, who was licking her lips in front of me.
[Speaking of pupae reminds me… aren’t you curious what it feels like to be with an insect?]
“...”
[I haven't gone mad… sexual desire is synonymous with curiosity. Why did humans begin to explore the pleasure of the anus? The mouth, the eyes, the ears, the nose? What about a corpse? Or an animal? Insects, sweat, muscle, navels, hands, hearts, viscera, wrinkles, moles… Every human organ, every patch of skin, every single cell… humanity has explored them all. Why, I wonder?]
“...”
[It is for the sake of enlightenment. Humanity is currently nothing more than a pupa that does not yet know true pleasure… and the moment they molt, they will understand. I am the source of all pleasure. Since I am the being who knows every pleasure in this world, I alone am truly human. When I feel pleasure, it means all of humanity feels it. When I reach enlightenment through pleasure, all of humanity reaches it with me!]
“You’re insane.”
[I am not insane. It is because I am truly ‘human,’ Master of Chaldea. Can you confidently say you have never once felt lust? Can you swear you have never once sought pleasure? O Master of Chaldea… you are underestimating me—you are underestimating human pleasure.]
Even if she called it a pupa, it was already reaching completion.
I couldn't understand. It wasn't that my logic was failing; it was a pure lack of comprehension…
“…The Beast of Pity wouldn't just leave you alone. He’s the type to eliminate every variable.”
[Fufu, who would be the greater threat to him? The Master of Chaldea who reads his plans and attempts to tear them down? Or I, who move only for the sake of pleasure? Beings known as Beasts are naturally hostile to one another, but Pity and I are quite compatible. I couldn't care less what happens to the rest of humanity… After all, I am the only precious thing in this world, and everything in existence lives for me!]
I suppose that's true.
To begin with, the Beast of Pity—the Demon God King Goetia—is clearly acting out of character.
He forced the molting of Angra Mainyu, the Principle of Retribution, to use him as an attacker. Based on what Gilgamesh said after our single encounter, Tiamat has already begun to move in the Seventh Singularity. Among the talents gathered at Chaldea, there are several with the aptitude of a Beast whom he has neutralized to prevent them from interfering.
People like Void Shiki or Manaka.
…Judging by his actions, Goetia has no hesitation in reaching out to other Beasts. He is acting in direct defiance of the common sense that Beasts are fated to oppose and destroy one another.
[Ufufufu, isn't it obvious? To that mad King who has already burned the entirety of the Human Order, what threat could other Beasts pose? That King recognizes only you—only Chaldea—as his rival.]
“…”
[So, Master of Chaldea, do not offer such useless resistance… I do not care if he burns this world, swallows it whole, or creates a new eternity. Simply close your eyes, open all your senses, and receive me. Enjoy it, blissfully… accept me. Just as others have, feel me and become one with me… for my sake alone, make me your ultimate purpose…]
“…I see. It’s clear Goetia made you an offer you couldn’t refuse. Your purpose is to corrupt me… isn’t it?”
[Haa, haa… Yes, that’s right! Honestly, I debated it… but ah, he truly is a Demon God King. To think he would offer up such a delicious morsel!]
Before I knew it, her clothing had melted and burned away without a trace.
Lush breasts more fitting of the word ‘voluptuous’ than ‘plump,’ the soft and slender curve of her waist, and the dizzying slope down to her hips. Her display of herself was so shameless it felt like a hypnotic suggestion, making it impossible to look away.
[But there is nothing more for you to know. Come now. Fall into my embrace. You shall live and die for me alone.]
My feet began to move. In an instant, Tristan and the other Servants vanished from my perception.
Only Kiara remained in my sight. That naked body, that flesh, that exquisite sculpture of a woman awakened every cell in my body.
My brain screamed at full volume, trying to pull my body back, but my heart and feet moved of their own accord, starting a dash toward her. Shinra Tensei, Chibaku Tensei… of all the techniques I could have used, not a single one would come to mind.
Unknowingly, saliva began to leak from my eyes and nose, and my mouth was no different.
My outstretched fingers brushed against her soft, white palm, and in that instant…
“Ngh...!”
Pleasure.
Pleasure on an unfathomable scale.
It wasn’t as if I had no experience with women, but all of that felt… low-grade. No, rather than ‘low-grade,’ should I call it low-dimensional? It was like someone from the 3D world experiencing the intimacy of stick figures drawn in 2D. That was the sensation.
Everything I had experienced until now became nothing, and my entire worldview and value system began to be redefined.
Was this what the state of selflessness felt like? It wasn't the simple pleasure of an act or an ejaculation; it was a bizarre, indescribable ecstasy that made it feel as though my very existence had been a pupa that was finally molting into a new being. It filled my mind and body and then ebbed away like a tide.
Immediately following it was a massive sense of void.
I wanted to touch her again. I wanted to kiss those lips. I wanted to sacrifice my everything just to receive a single drop of her blood.
Before I knew it, I was clutching her hand. From her fingers and palm, a sacred blood—no, a noble substance incomparable to such things—was flowing.
If I had to name it, it was the essence of pleasure; my entire will to live overflowed from that spot.
Her hand touched my heart, stroked my cheek… and slowly pulled away. Because all my nerves were focused only on her, the moment her hand left me, every nerve cell in my body screamed in unison. Don’t leave, please touch me just once more… I’ll do anything for that…
[That’s it… Come to me. Offer me your everything. For that is the pleasure of I, the Beast…]
“Ah… aaah…! Aaaaaaaah!!!”
Yes. If it is for her, I need nothing else.
Only that pleasure is necessary. Only pleasure, as long as there is pleasure…
…To hell with the Restoration of the Human Order.
[You… You certainly won’t try to give up like me. That is what youth is, and you have already accomplished so much with me… Even if death itself stood before you, you would choose to face that mad King without blinking… Yes, you wouldn't give up. But still…! Even knowing that, I wanted to tell you! Do you understand? An old man like me, no matter what happens, no matter how disappointed he is in this world or how much he is tossed about by life… even if he gives up on everything like I did… he still hopes that a young person like you could live a bit more comfortably! Especially someone like… someone like you. I hope you don't become buried only in the act of protection, but that you can occasionally look back at the warm bonds around you… and enjoy that kind of life.]
-Fwoosh!
Something burns away like vapor. Is it the sensation of pleasure?
…Something is strange. It isn’t pleasure, but a memory—nostalgic yet bitter…
It’s annoying. I don’t care. What do I care about such memories?
Things of the past are unnecessary. What I need right now is…
[I will not ‘recover’ everything. However, there won't be a second chance. If I appeared as something with a personality to you, that wasn't mine—it was yours… You know what that means, don't you.]
-Fwoosh
Something burns again.
[...Fufu, well then, shall we finish this and head back? I didn't get to put the Mud of Genesis into your body… but I wonder what it feels like to be with a Divine Beast?]
-Fwoosh
It burns.
My body burns.
Not with lust, but with that pure willpower, I begin to ignite.
[That's strange. You should have become part of me by now… You shouldn't be able to stop me with something like the Root… Hm?]
A look of bewilderment flickered across her face.
The one who grants me pleasure, the reason for my life, and my very existence flinches in confusion and steps back.
Why?
Why?
Why why why… Why?!
[Wh-What!? Wait, are you crazy—!]
The last of my willpower blazes up.
Everything within me burns.
If I were to abandon the Restoration of the Human Order when I was not myself, that would be one thing. But if I do it with my own will, that is an atrocity.
The truth of this world that has been my driving force until now… what I remember from there is the absolute worst ending ‘I’ could ever face. I saw it through Zouken.
I respected Zolgen, and I loathed Zouken.
I never wanted to become a piece of trash like that.
If I am destined to become like Zouken…
“I’D RATHER GODDAMN DIE!!!!!”
-KABOOOOM!!!!!
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