But since I saw no chance of that happening or even a thod of recovering the forr Prince Wyatt's mories, I didn't see any use in hiding it.
"Tell them that their captain had a little accident during the fight which made him lose so of his mories. So they shouldn't be surprised no matter the number of strange things strange I do as it's all part of my sudden amnesia" I said.
"Okay, captain" Mad John said, making his way through the door and shutting it close.
I would have cared to put in a little more effort in maintaining his past self, but since there was no bother to show how or point out the flaws which I needed to maintain, I abandoned such an idea.
Besides, it would be difficult and stressful to maintain and adopt another person's image and character, but I didn't like the taste of not being myself, hiding in another person's skin.
And I am sure that Prince Wyatt and I are two different people with different views and opinions about the world we live in.
His was a world with a high fantasy setting, one with infinite possibilities where the only thing finite was the limit of one's imagination.
While mine.....
If I said that it was the devil's playground, would I be wrong?
I chuckled, wondering if the reason for my biased judgent was due to the prospect of having to cope and live as a man with a disfigured crotch.
If I was still back on earth with such a thought, I would have called it annoying since my thoughts didn't exactly free from the world but only gave several minutes of ecstasy-filled imagination on how I envisioned a better world would look.
If a person thinks that cutting away a man's genitalia might free him from the sexual and carnal pleasures of life, then there were foolish.
They were absolute self-centred fools who think that the sa formula of freeing one's self from the depravity of the flesh would work for every single human on earth.
Just thinking about the number of self-help books I had to waste my money on just to achieve the so-called nirvana since I no longer could express and was neither held down by one of humanity's deadliest desires
Yet, sohow I always found myself staring at explicit content, waiting. Hoping. Praying for sothing to rise.
Sure, I could keep on living as though nothing ever happened,
I did all the could in life so that I could enjoy the comfort and satisfaction it could offer.
But what was the point of it?
Even with all the money in the world I couldn't ever build a family or feel the warmth of the opposite sex. And as a man, you either desire one or both of those things and money was only a ans to an end to get it.
And when you think about it, there is a reason why sex sells more than any other thing.
Still, losing one single organ was all it took to crush my ambition and turn into a salacious demon trapped in a caged body.
Hah!!! Crush. Do you get it?
At that point on, my ambitions to keep on living died.
'Sigh!! I don't even want to think about it" I said to myself as I thought about all the things Mad John had told .
In the 'World of Tharcania,' there are Human, demi-humans, demons, strange magical beings and lastly beasts.
Each race has its continent which is divided by the ocean. And although they are thousands of miles apart from each other, that didn't stop so of them from coming together -aning that there are several towns, cities and even empires with mixed populations of races.
I would have kept on going through the details, but there was one thing that amazed the most.
And that was the concept of ascendants and their ranks.
Beings with unfathomable power and abilities far beyond normal understanding and reason.
Sigh!! Why wasn't he born in this world for the first ti?
If he did, he was sure that he would have achieved wonders if presented with the chance.
Though there was no need to think about that, because he was here now, with a brand new body and ambition that was ready and willing to fulfil all he once thought was a dream.
Sure, pleasure has always been the downfall of emperors and kings.
But like the rest, I didn't care or bother to refute such a sentence.
Because I would rather fall with my spear standing tall and strong than fall knowing that it would never rise again.
Everyone has their preference, but I would rather enjoy the carnal pleasures of the body before I disappear before I die or descend into oblivion.
So….
n hide your wives.
Brothers hide your sisters.
Mothers hide yourselves and your daughters.
I said screaming at the top of my mind as my words were only heard by while my mouth remained mute.
I chuckled.
I wondered if it was too early for such a proclamation.
One's true face cannot remain hidden under a mask for long, and I was sure that mine wouldn't.
Wait a minute!!!
I looked down below my belt as I felt a scorching heat brewing from under my pants.
No, it can't be. It wouldn't. I never thought….
My words hung in my mouth as I looked at the huge tent forming around my pelvic area.
It has risen.
After all these years, I could finally feel my blood pumping through my spear as it stood proudly, restricted by my pants as though informing of its presence.
Announcing to that finally, it was back.
I shed a tear.
And without further ado, I opened the zippers, freeing it from its cage as I gazed at it in its glory and splendour.
Holy shit!! It was even bigger than my forr one.
Stretching my hands towards it, I touched it, closed my eyes and slowly drifted into nirvana.
If soone entered my room now, they would see conducting an indecent activity that was morally questionable.
But I didn't care.
I didn't care because it took all I had not to run to the top of the ship and scream at the top of my lungs saying.
Freedom.
At last, nirvana was finally within my reach. I had achieved delight and fulfilnt.
And slowly, my mind drifted along with my body, forgetting whatever it was that I was thinking beforehand.
Sure soone would say that nobody was free. That everyone was trapped in a cage of one desire or the other.
And were they right? Yes.
But did I care? No.
Because to , all that mattered was that I felt free.
And even if I wasn't, even if I was trapped.
It wouldn't even matter because I already knew what my prison was and what it was that gave freedom.
It was sothing that made a man when I had it.
And turned into a carnal beast when I had lost it.
Pleasure.....
Welco back.
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