Heroine Hunts Heroines-Chapter 141

Perhaps guilt was starting to weigh on her, belatedly surfacing after she had enjoyed the destruction for so long.

"Because I realized this world is no longer just a story—it’s become reality. And in this real world, you’re no longer just a fictional creation but a tangible being."

Azidahaka let out a hearty laugh.

"Ha! Hahaha! Ahahahaha! After all this time using me, now you want to back out? Sorry, but that’s not how it works. I’m not going to stop."

"You can’t meddle with this world any longer. I made it so."

The creator’s rules were absolute. Yoo Eun-ha had written settings into Azidahaka’s character to prevent her from destroying Earth.

Azidahaka, realizing this restriction on an instinctual level, smirked at her creator.

"Right, you’re the great and mighty God, aren’t you? But do you think that means I’m helpless? I’m a dragon of destruction! If I can’t ruin this world, I have no reason to exist!"

"So, what will you do?"

"I’m sure you realize—since I triggered the cataclysm, I can escape to another world."

"What?"

Azidahaka had been barred from wreaking havoc on Earth by Yoo Eun-ha’s intervention. So, the dragon decided to flee to another world—one where her creator could not interfere.

Yoo Eun-ha was powerless to stop her. She couldn’t intervene in a world that wasn’t of her own creation.

"It can’t be helped," Yoo Eun-ha muttered, deep in thought.

After some deliberation, Yoo Eun-ha devised a plan.

She added a new setting toAzidahaka.

***

In one of the many worldlines, a certain world faced the catastrophe of Azidahaka's wrath.

"Ahahaha! Burn it all to the ground!"

"Please, spare us! What is this?! The whole world is in flames!"

"Save my child, at least!"

In that world, Azidahaka transformed into her draconic form, tearing down nations and obliterating everything in her path. Some civilizations were entirely eradicated.

But even for her, an end was in sight.

Though her body had yet to show signs of deterioration, she could instinctively feel it—the limitations placed upon her by her creator, Yoo Eun-ha. Azidahaka hadn’t just been barred from interfering with Earth; Yoo Eun-ha had gone further, using divine intervention to impose a finite lifespan upon her.

"Hah... so you laid this trap for me. Fine, then. If I must obey my creator’s will, so be it. But I won’t leave without leaving a mark of my own."

Humans, before their deaths, leave behind their names and offspring.

Azidahaka, despite annihilating countless humans, harbored an admiration for their ways—likely a remnant of her connection to her creator. And so, she resolved to leave behind a legacy: a child of her own.

She traversed countless worlds, learning various forms of magic. Eventually, she found an intact world and used her knowledge to create an enormous dungeon. Drawing upon the memories of games stored in Yoo Eun-ha’s mind, she constructed an intricate labyrinth. Within it, she imbued magic to regulate emotions, ensuring the space would never feel lonely or unstable.

"Who would’ve thought I’d end up using this world’s magic? At least this should keep things safe for a while."

Azidahaka’s body was slowly dissolving into particles of light, her form growing translucent. Yoo Eun-ha was erasing her.

"I’ve got a few months left, at best," she murmured.

Even with her limited time, Azidahaka gathered the last of her strength to create something—an offspring.

From her remaining power, she formed a baby dragon covered in black scales. She coiled her tail around the hatchling protectively.

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"Kyu-rik. Kyuu-kyuu."

"Your name will be Magnute," she said, smiling at the wriggling black dragon.

For the next month, she dedicated herself to teaching Magnute everything he would need to survive. When her body finally grew entirely transparent, she knew her time had come.

"I created you to spite my creator," she whispered, her strength waning.

Exhausted, she cradled her sleeping child in her arms, her maternal instincts overwhelming her.

"Is this... motherly love? I hate to leave you behind, but I must."

Tears welled in her golden, serpentine eyes as she gently stroked Magnute’s head. The little dragon purred contentedly, curling up as it fell into a deep sleep. Watching her child’s peaceful face, Azidahaka let out a soft, bittersweet laugh.

"For some reason, I feel like I’ll return here someday."

Her words felt true. Perhaps another version of herself—someone or something different—would eventually come back for Magnute.

"When that happens, I hope you’ll accept me, no matter how I’ve changed."

She shakily pulled Magnute closer, wrapping him in a final embrace.

"Everything’s ready. You’ll be fine on your own for now. Rumors of the black dragon will keep humans away. My little one, live strong. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more for you."

She paused, her voice breaking as she continued.

"Maybe the humans I killed felt like this, too."

"I don’t want to die like this. Just one more day... I wish I could stay one more day with you. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, my child."

With those final words, Azidahaka’s body dissolved completely, scattering into particles of light.

Alone, Magnute quickly realized his mother was gone. For days, his cries echoed through the dungeon, shaking its walls.

Eventually, recalling his mother’s words, Magnute decided that sleeping was better than living in solitude. And so, he fell into a deep slumber.

Centuries passed.

"First strike always wins! FIRE PUNCH!"

BAM!

When Magnute opened his eyes again, his mother—or someone who seemed very much like her—stood before him, in a completely different form.

***

[Slave Maman]

While watching the naked Rachel register new items on an online shopping mall on the PC, holding Reyna in one arm, a sudden thought crossed my mind.

Why is it that mother-daughter "layered bowls" aren't allowed, but there's a rule permitting a mother and daughter to take turns having sex naked, in some kind of sequence?

No, wait. That’s not the point right now.

Come to think of it, I’ve never been to the southern islands yet.

The thought of my heroines in bikinis is too arousing to handle.

Especially Si-woo, who’s become fully female—I wouldn’t have her wear a bikini. Instead, I’d paint the bikini design directly onto her skin.

In other words, she’d be naked.

Ah, but then I realize—what if other men catch a glimpse of Si-woo’s naked body? That might be a no-go after all.

“When are we ever going to use those southern island tickets?”

“Well, only you, Han Suji, Si-woo, and Rosemary are allowed in there, aren’t we?”

Reyna fiddled with my fingers as they played with her nipples and said,

"Rosemary? Did you just say Rosemary?"

"Ah, Rosemary. I really want to fuck her."

Of all things, the Chinese bastards caused a situation where Rosemary had to return to England.

And to make matters worse, Rosemary’s been subtly avoiding me. That’s absolutely unforgivable behavior.

“You damn lizard!”

Reyna smacked my chest repeatedly.

"Anyway, since money is everywhere, we can use the southern island tickets whenever we want."

My account is overflowing with money. Just in Yoo Eun-ha's personal account alone, there's enough wealth for several lifetimes.

“Hey, aren’t we forgetting something?”

Rachel, who had been typing away on the keyboard with her ears perked up at our conversation, swiveled her chair to face me and said,

“Forgetting? Oh, did we skip simping today?”

“Not that! Think harder!”

Thinking? If you mean thinking... hmm. Ah, Geum Taeyang comes to mind. That 30cm-endowed bastard had custom-made a chastity belt for me once.

Did I forget to pay him back after happily accepting it and thanking him back then?

“Now that you mention it, the payment for the chastity belt… Huh? Oh, Maman!”

That’s when it hit me!

Maman. I had completely forgotten about Maman. The Maman who should still be wearing that chastity belt. Considering we brought Magnute and had a few days of rest during the war…

...

...

How drenched and sticky must her pussy have gotten by now?

Slurp. Just imagining it makes my mouth water!

“Are you saying the queen isn’t even worth the cost of a chastity belt?”

“Anyway, I’m heading out. Let the others know for me, okay?”

And with that, I transported myself to the Elven Kingdom.

It was time for a long-overdue visit to Chastity Belt Maman.

“Ah! W-Welcome, Yoo Eun-ha-nim. The Queen has been urgently asking for you.”

“Oh, uh, really?”

Now, the daughters of the ministers—who had become Maman’s loyal subordinates—guided me through the palace.

So, exactly how many days has Maman been wearing that chastity belt?

And if I remember correctly, before locking it on, there was a vibrating dildo involved. Oh my, wouldn’t her womb be overflowing with nectar by now?

Mature female juices—what a rare delicacy that must be. Haaah♥

She’s probably furious, right? Sure, I put the chastity belt on her out of spite, but now it feels like I blatantly forgot about it.

“Maman?”

Returning to Maman's room, I was greeted by the sight of her writhing helplessly, unable to do anything about the black chastity belt she wore. Her back arched like a bow as she struggled.

At the same time, a rich, intoxicating scent of femininity filled the air, so sweet it made me want to leap toward her immediately.

Wow, this is... a bit much.

Between the gaps in the chastity belt and her skin, slick fluids were dripping uncontrollably. The bed she lay on was already drenched in her essence, a mess of her desperation.

When Maman spotted me, her hazy, dazed eyes lit up. Her breath was ragged, her chest heaving, and she climbed down from the bed, crawling toward me. Even as she crawled, liquid dripped steadily from her core, leaving a trail behind her.

"Haah... Haah... I'm s-sorry, Yoo Eun-ha. I promise I’ll never do this again. Even if I’m busy, I’ll make sure to handle everything, so... please, please take this off."

What’s this? Not angry at all? Instead, she’s groveling, worried I might still be upset or holding a grudge. Watching her act so submissive sparked a rather amusing thought.

Should I push her even further?

It’s about time we established who’s on top and who’s on the bottom. Let’s settle the hierarchy once and for all. Just because Maman is a queen doesn’t mean she can be above me. After all, this great Yongyongi bows to no one!

“Pfft… Haha… Is that so? Is that so? Did you really do something so wrong?” I teased, smirking as I loomed over her.

“Y-yes. Yes! Please, Yoo Eun-ha. I promise I’ll never defy you again. Please, I’m begging you,” she stammered, her voice trembling with desperation as she begged for forgiveness.

Of course, that’s how it should be. She mustn’t defy me.

As much as I wanted to take off the chastity belt, press against her, and drive into her right then and there, I held back. Giving her what she wanted now would only reinforce bad habits.

From this moment on, Yongyongi is entering Queen Mode. Maman? She’s nothing more than a slave. While she may be the leader of the elves in public, outside of that role, she belongs to me.

“What do you want me to do for you?” I asked, tilting my head with a smirk.

“P-please, just put it in already,” she whimpered.

As if I’d give her what she wants that easily. No, I’d make her squirm, drive her to the edge of desperation until she couldn’t bear it anymore. The room was already thick with her intoxicating scent, but it wasn’t enough. Not yet.

Even with someone ready to satisfy her right in front of her, she still couldn’t have it? There’s nothing crueler than that. I’d use this to break her completely, to make her my obedient slave.

“Oh, my. I can’t make it that easy for you,” I teased, my voice laced with mockery.

With a mischievous glint in my eyes, I smiled wickedly and continued tormenting Maman, enjoying her growing desperation.