/jp/ - Otaku Culture

As Norman the slightly short Warrior Priest moved through the corridors of the fort, he finds a monster in front of him, as if he were following her and had just caught up. With just a quick look, he knows that she’s a Medusa, a monster that looks like a human woman with snakes for hair and with a snake tail instead of legs. Her human-like part is moderately armored and she’s carrying a glaive.

The make a sneak attack impossible “Who are you?” After a pause she remember her manners. “I suppose I should introduce myself first.” She turns back to face him. “My name is Riaspusa. What is yours?”

“I-I am… Warrior Priest Norman”, he declares.

“A Warrior Priest?” responds Riaspusa, a sigh mixed into her voice from looking at the man of below average stature. “Begone, you are of no threat to me”. Her eyes flash and Norman feels the magic of her gaze seep into his body. He steels his mind and fights the magic with success, shaking off the sluggish feeling in his limbs.

Shaking his head to remove the last of the magic’s effects, Norman readied his mace and shield, running his hand along the shaft to imbue it with divine might and then patting his hand against his chest to imbue himself with a shield of faith. While such spells would be more effective in a unit to bolster its fighting strength, it would still aid him in this duel.

“Hmm?” Riaspura squints her eyes, taking a better look at Norman, something about her expression from before has changed. “It’s not often that a man resists my gaze. Well then, shall we fight?” With those words Riaspura readies her glaive. Norman is a bit surprised to see a monster behave so honorably and as a Warrior Priest, he’ll have to fight with his full strength. “I like that look in your eye. Come! Fight with…”

“Honor!” the two yell and Riaspura charges him with glaive lowered with Norman prepared to receive the charge. Right before the moment of impact, Norman released a Soulfire, a flash of divine light scorching everything near him. The little damage of the spell didn’t stop her charge and she thrust her glaive forward. To Norman’s surprise, the glaive phased through his shield, barely being stopped by his Shield of Faith. A quick glance at the blade and he recognized it as an Obsidian Blade, a magic weapon that can phase through armor.

The fight continues with the two fighters evenly matched and gradually wearing it each other down. Norman releases an additional two Soulfires throughout the fight and manages to deal additional damage with his mace, while Riaspura cuts deeply whenever she can break through his Shield of Faith. Eventually, a battered and bloody Riaspura emerges victorious, but almost close to defeat.

Norman’s defeated form kneels to the ground, his energy drained away. A slap from Riaspura’s tail sends his mace skidding away. “The match is decided. That was splendid. You are truly a warrior of great will”, she declares. Riaspura bows to Norman’s fallen form, “First of all, I must apologize for so rudely scoffing at you.”

“Oh, th-thanks” he stammers, still finding it a bit strange to be treated with such respect despite being defeated. However, he wonders what he’s going to do to him now.

She slithers closer to him, lifting his chin to face her. “There shouldn’t be any issue with a powerful man like you. Please, let me have your energy.”

“W-wait a minute, what do you…” Norman realizes, she made it sound nice, but what she’s really saying is that she intends to eat him just like any other monster. “P-please… make it painless.”

“All right, may I begin?” Riaspura strips Norman’s lower half, coiling her tail around his upper body to stop his movements. “Hmm, this isn’t bad at all” she pulls out his penis, noting the look of fear on his face. “Do you have any sexual experience?”

“Well… n-not really, but why does that matter?”