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Sai glanced over her shoulder. Neo’s broad shoulders filled her view, his muscled arms and thick legs braced as he drove into her from behind. Sweat slicked his skin. His grip locked on her hips, hard enough to leave marks.

She adjusted her succubus wings with a small shift so they would not scrape the walls. The air moved around them. She moaned and pushed back.

"Your wife’s ass never took you this deep, did it?"

She knew Sakura’s size. If Neo had taken her the same way it would have looked like bullying. Sai knew he preferred milfs with massive asses that could take everything he gave.

Neo thrust harder. Each impact sent a shock through her full, soft rear. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room. Sai grinned.

"Keep going. I want to feel my son-in-law’s balls slap against me until I can’t walk straight."

Her hands rose. Sweat ran down her body. She tried to shift for better control, but Neo’s strong hands held her fixed. Running was useless. She stopped fighting and took it. Her succubus energy rose fast, feeding on every deep stroke.

He pushed all the way in. Her pink eyes fluttered open at the stretch of pain mixed with heat. Pink hair stuck to her damp skin. Neo came hard, the last load of the night, then pulled out. Her ass stayed open, gaping for a moment.

He slapped one cheek. The sound cracked sharp. Her wings slowly folded in. She closed her eyes and went limp in his arms, drained.

While she rested, Sai’s thoughts turned. She wanted to become the strongest succubus alive. She wanted to break the endless loop of suffering she had built around herself. She wanted to prove her bond with Neo was real and mutual even though she was his mother-in-law. She wanted his love and favor. She wanted both of them immortal so death could never separate them. She wanted to crush the inner demons that kept trying to corrupt her. She wanted to stay a resilient woman with an unbreakable will.

Her flaws stayed with her. She could not accept defeat. She took criticism personally. She avoided emotional vulnerability. She made selfish choices when it suited her. The conflict cut deep: she wanted more sex with Neo, yet she feared her succubus power would slowly drain him until it killed him. She wanted to stay close and build a life with him, yet her bloodline ability pushed her to keep distance.

She shook her head. She would not leave him. She had already decided to stay until death.

Neo lifted her in a princess carry. He shook his head. Time to explore more of Veya’s laboratory, finish the system quest, find where the elders had locked her, and gather whatever items could free her.

Sai stirred. "Put me down. I want to explore more of Veya’s laboratory."

Curiosity about the genius dwarf pulled her. She wanted to see the inventions. She stood and began searching the rest of the massive lab.

Neo checked the belongings nearby. He found a diary with Veya’s name. He opened it and turned pages until he reached the entry where her fear of the elders grew. They had finally moved against her. She tried to run. The note ended with a plea: if they caught her, she would be locked in the special prison they built. Whoever read this could take whatever they wanted from the laboratory as payment.

The laboratory’s voice recognition caught Neo’s tone.

"Confirming. Mistress gave this chosen one permission for the database."

Neo paused. The diary gave the prison location, but he wanted the massive robot’s weakness. He slapped his forehead. He could just search on a computer.

He walked to one terminal. Hacking failed. Veya’s skill was high, though she had not protected the database as tightly as the anti-gravity chamber. He used his voice instead.

"Massive robot weaknesses."

The screen glowed. The voice answered: the main weakness sat behind the right leg. That spot held the cable that carried movement orders from the robot’s brain to its limbs. Attack there.

Neo nodded. "Let’s go."

Sai returned. "I don’t have an inventory skill. Hold this for me."

She handed him a blue lipstick labeled Lipstick of Sucking. Once a woman wore it, any man she sucked would feel intense cold and heightened sensitivity.

Neo grinned. Veya was something else. He wanted her in his camp for that mind.

He checked the prison location—outer edge of the dark forest. He sighed, took Sai’s wrist, and they started walking.

He needed skills or items to free Veya. As they walked, Sai spoke.

"I’m getting tired. This distance is too far."

Neo nodded. Then the idea hit. "Why don’t you fly? I’ll mount you."

"How?"

"Open your wings. Flap until you lift. I’ll tie a rope around your ankle and hold on. You fly us to the prison rooftop."

She paused, then raised a hand. "Great plan, but I don’t think my wings can handle twenty miles with dead weight."

"You just need to recharge mana."

"I do. Or we drop from two miles up and get wrecked."

Neo handed her a mana block. She felt the dense power inside.

"More than enough."

They put the plan into action. Sai’s wings spread. She rose. Neo held the rope. They flew.

Halfway, they crossed a red zone. The ground below looked scorched. Heat pressed up the moment they entered. The sun felt closer. Tribal people who looked like red Indians appeared below. Spears flew.

Sai struggled. Neo’s weight limited her turns. A spear struck her shoulder. Blood ran. Guilt hit Neo hard.

"Free me, Sai. I’m dragging you down. Take this map." He threw the map with the prison marked. "We meet there."

"No way I’m leaving you!"

"If you don’t drop me, both of us die!" He snapped the rope and fell.

Sai froze for a second. Spears kept coming. She clenched her fist and flew hard, guilt heavy in her chest. "Just wait for me, Neo. I’ll come back and save you."

Neo hit the ground and rose. Spear points pressed near his throat. A group of red Indian women surrounded him. Every one of them carried heavy breasts and thick asses that pulled at his gaze.

One stepped forward. She wore almost nothing—a thin red cloth that barely covered her nipples and the slit between her legs, leaving most of both exposed. Red skin. Full curves. Strong hips.

Neo inspected her. Raya, Red Indian tribe chief. Level: tribal god, peak.

He swallowed. Her face and stance said she tolerated no nonsense—same type as Alvina.

Raya pointed her spear. "You crossed our territory without permission. For people like you we have two options. One is death. The second—"

The women behind her licked their lips. Neo’s cock throbbed. "Second."

A woman stepped past Raya. "Let me check him, boss. Don’t want you disappointed." She yanked his pants down. His twelve-inch cock slapped her face. She stared.

While they stood frozen at the size, Neo yanked his pants up and ran.

They snapped out of it and chased. Neo ran the direction Sai had flown. He wanted to know Raya better, but the situation was too dangerous and the quest timer was short. He marked the place on his map for later.

He spotted Sai in the sky and waved. "I’m here! Land. We run."

She dropped down. They sprinted until the red zone fell behind. Neo exhaled in relief.

Sai started to ask what happened. Neo cut her off. "I don’t want to answer."

She went quiet, guilt still on her face. Neo already planned to return once the quest was done.

They reached the prison. Only one day left on the timer. Neo looked at Sai. She nodded. The plan stayed the same.

They climbed to the rooftop. Below, Neo saw Veya—the only dwarf woman wearing glasses, explaining physics to the other prisoners.

Neo jumped down, threw her over his shoulder, and ran for the wall. Sai hovered above. Neo grabbed the rope. She pulled hard. They cleared the prison walls.

As the prison shrank behind them, Neo’s first desire rose again—freedom and control over his own fate. He wanted to restore his normal emotions and heal through his harem’s love. He wanted the full secrets of the system and the real reason for his reincarnation. He wanted to become an unstoppable warrior. He wanted to be understood. He wanted to use this second life to find purpose and earn the admiration of his women.

His flaws stayed: he trusted no one completely, used people strategically, refused emotional dependence, and grew obsessed with winning. The conflicts cut deep. He wanted to erase the bad memories of his past, yet he feared he was still too weak emotionally to face them. He wanted his women to admire and idealize him, yet he feared the day they saw how vulnerable he could be.

He shook his head. His harem would not leave him for showing gentleness. He knew them better than that. He trusted them.

They flew until the distance felt safe. Sai lowered both Neo and Veya gently to the ground. Neo held Veya tight as she tried to run.

He explained fast—how they found her diary, how the system confirmed he was the chosen one. Veya stopped struggling and thanked him.

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