Thread: Conquering Mother [Mory/Anon]

Aaron felt her resist, then give in and he thought he had won. But then when he broke their kiss, she snapped out of it. Her hands pressed to his chest and gave him a shove, he was pushed backwards off the table and away from her, forcing him to take a step back. He admired his mother, her level must have been quite high, and she must be quite strong. He wanted to conquer that, to be able to break through her armor. She scolded him, and asked him a question, to which he responded. Well, you said, I could have any wish. And that wish was you, I wanted you, I wanted to make you not lonely anymore, Aaron said with a defeated sound in his voice. His head hung and he looked towards the ground, his shoulders drooped. He looked back up at her, this rouse worked and she asked for him to come to her. She gave him a hug which he returned, and when she released him, Aaron once more groped her chest roughly again before darting away laughing, and saying loudly. Sorry your son's a pervert! Having left the kitchen, Aaron had big plans, he'd grab his bag, finish getting ready. Put on his best shoes and was out the door. His AGI really paid off when it came to traveling, Parkour, so easy now. After meeting up with his friends at the mall, Aaron was going to grind through an Instance, it was a strange one, the level of it always matched his. He'd always been too scared to enter, but lately, he'd found himself feeling quite cocky. Eight levels and he'd be level 50, in most game standards, that was pretty high. Later That Day After finding the Instance, Aaron stood in front of it. Instance! Aaron barked Open, a bright flash of light shone out from the empty alleyway between two storage buildings. The world around Aaron just became a massive labyrinth, cracking his neck, he could hear many footsteps leading up the steps to him. Inventory! Dual Claws! Aaron commanded. Around his hands, light spiraled, and within seconds his hands had two large clawed gauntlets. The footsteps leading up towards him were all puppets, large marionettes with sickle style blades. Thunder-Flash! He called out, and taking a step forward, vanished in a bright surge of electricity. The steps, which seemed to go on forever were filled with enemies, those enemies all burst into a mist looking energy. Like I figured, this world, you have to focus on the enemies, if you think about the destination, it becomes endless. This is going to be a piece of cake, but how much EXP am I getting? Aaron spoke aloud to himself. The pathway in front of him, which was a hallway was slowly getting crowded with what appeared to be mutating zombies. Which, had he not played so many House of the Dead games, this would be sort of scary. Menu, Status! Aaron commanded, and a screen appeared before him. On the screen had all of his stats, including a picture of him, what he was wearing, and how he had styled himself. Player 1 even had a rating system, for how he dressed. But he didn't care and had that disabled. Looking at the top of his Status screen, he realized that from killing them, it had taken him from a quarter of a level to a half. Which wasn't bad EXP, considering he had been forced recently to grind. Everything that was left for him to challenge either seemed like a Boss battle, or seemed like something he wasn't prepared for. And Aaron was pretty certain this was a one life game he was playing. This will do just fine, He acknowledged before closing the menu. Only then did he realize he had let the undead approach him. A smirk played across his lips as they approached. Time to go old-school. After twenty minutes of pure brawling and annihilation, Aaron had realized, if he did focus on his destination, he could indeed keep spawning the undead. This was like infinite experience for him. But he couldn't risk using up much of his Mana. He needed to save that for the Boss, after all he was able to sell the things he got here on an underground market for good money. Little secret his mother had no idea of, Aaron was quite wealthy already from this ability of his. Already from killing what he had, he'd earned over two thousand dollars. The items he got at the end, could sell for up to twelve. Clearing the next two rooms rather quickly, Aaron had leveled up twice already, and was nearing the Boss chamber. He had found an Instance Map while grinding through, and knew exactly where he was supposed to be. Upon reaching two massive, solid white doors, Aaron pushed them open with one hand. His other hand was dragging a corpse, sometimes he liked to make an entrance, other times, they made good shields. Sitting in the center of this room was a solid white throne, seemingly cut out of ivory. In that throne was a man, also wearing an all white business suit, his skin, white, even his fingernails, hair and shoes. The man had his hands folded in front of his face, just below his nose, and his eyes were closed. Tossing the body on the ground in front of the man Aaron laughed quietly. This the best you have? He scoffed. There was a twitch in the man's face, then he motioned with his hand as if gesturing for him to leave. But the door behind Aaron closed abruptly. Aaron's gaze was fixated on the man's face, who opened his eyes to reveal they were solid black. Then starting from the throne everything back to sink into darkness. Excluding the white man. Alright, that wasn't the best you had, Aaron said Inventory! Ghost Blades! He called out once more, the gloves turned back into light then began to morph in front of him. Thrusting out his hand, palm first towards Aaron an invisible energy blasted forth and smashed him into the wall behind him. Two hooked, and very uniquely shaped blades fell to the ground in front of him where he had been. Mom's gonna kill me!