"Haa~ Haa~"
The young man with the mask was breathing heavily as he stumbled down in front of a shady looking building as he gasped for breath, fear still lingering in his soul.
"What was that? Didn’t they say this mask can completely erase my presence? How was I discovered?"
Damn it! That damn fat gorilla bastard! How dare you trick !? How dare you!?
He turned towards the shady building, his eyes burning with hatred, but eventually, he couldn’t help but shiver in fear.
It was in this building, this is where he t "Mister", the owner of this building who gave him this mask in exchange for his soul, promising that it could completely erase his presence and allowing him to do whatever he wanted without being noticed.
He, an absolute loser in school and was always bullied, imdiately agreed, after all, his life sucks, so what more could he lose?
And once he got the mask and tested its abilities, he imdiately used it to take revenge on his bullies, stripping them down and have them parade around the hallway of the school and he even fucked their girlfriends.
He was satisfied, and after having tasted the power brought by the mask, he had started to believe himself a god, and everyone must always serve him.
With that mindset, he had already played around with almost every girl in his school, doing every female classmates wherever and whenever he likes.
And even the won in his neighborhood were not spared, and he specially love doing so housewives right beside their own husband, in their own bed!
That feeling of power over the people was intoxicating.
It has almost been a month, and there has never been an incident where he was discovered... until now.
"I need to ask Mister, he knows what to do." He said, taking a deep breath as he walked towards the shady building.
Truthfully, he doesn’t want to return to this building since this place was incredibly creepy and scary even for him, but he has no choice.
He was afraid. He was afraid that one day, the effects of the mask will vanish and he will no longer have this power.
He was afraid that while he was enjoying the body of a female, the mask would suddenly stop working and everyone will know his cris.
If that ever happens, he wouldn’t be able to handle the embarrassnt and even the harassnt that will surely follow and he will surely end himself.
He entered the building, and almost imdiately he noticed the female receptionist with blank eyes, a collar, with so dried up jizz all over her body.
She was naked, her nipples pierced with circular piercings with chains, her body full of writings such as "Public Use", "Toilet", etc.
If he rembered correctly, this girl is actually a missing idol whose disappearance even made it into national news just a month ago.
But with no news about her whereabouts, she was eventually forgotten by the world.
In truth, the Mister had been the one to kidnap her after seeing her on TV. He then brought her here to be used by the mbers of his ’club’.
He had been one of the hundreds of guys who had played with this girl, and he rembered how incredibly satisfying it was to have his way with the idol whom everyone adored but couldn’t have.
At first, she was incredibly fierce, always trying to escape and fight but would always be caught and would be subjected to an even more harsher punishnt.
He rembered the mister even had her mate with a horse. It was the first ti he had seen it, and the cry of pain and pleasure of this girl as she moaned was incredibly satisfying.
But unfortunately, because she just stopped resisting and accepted all what they do to her, everyone eventually got bored with her, and so she was assigned here for public use.
mbers of the club would bring so friends from the streets and have them use her for favors.
"I’m looking for mister," he said. Can this girl still respond? She looked so lifeless already...well, every girls here are lifeless, so I guess it should be alright?
"Do you have an appointnt?" Asked the girl, her voice devoid of any emotions.
"None. But this is important! The mask he gave was defective! I want him to fix it!" He said, his voice sounding aggressive.
The idol went and typed sothing on the computer as he waited for a few minutes before she once looked up and nodded.
"I have already inford Mister of your visit. Please proceed to the fifth floor, in Mister’s office. He is waiting for you."
He nodded and imdiately went to the elevator and pressed the fifth floor button, and as he waited, he noticed a group of delinquents entering the building and grabbing the idol and throwing her to the floor as they unbuckled their belts and laughed.
That was the last thing he saw before the elevator closed and it slowly climbed up.
Now he was feeling horny.
Maybe he should’ve used that girl before eting Mister... No, there are other girls in mister’s office, so he can probably borrow so.
As he waited in the elevator, his heart couldn’t help but thump in nervousness and fear.
Ding!
With that sound, the elevator opened and he stepped out of the lift, imdiately finding himself in a dark, and long corridor.
As soone who has been a mber of The Club for almost a month, he knew that only the highest, most elite mber of the Club can earn a room here.
And for those elite mbers, they will have various benefits, like having even more supernatural power, having more financial power, and even... immortality.
Taking a deep breath, he walked towards the furthest room of the floor, which is the Mister’s office.
This is where the most important events of the Club are always being held, where even big shots from both in the business and political world are being invited.
He knocked on the door, and imdiately, the door was opened.
He saw a little girl who is surely haven’t even undergone puberty, wearing a school swimsuit, staring at him with an empty, lifeless eyes.
"Hello, are you here for mister?" She asked, smiling, a smile that ca out creepy due to her eyes.
He nodded, and she fully opened the door and letting him in.
This will be the second ti he entered in Mister’s office, the first ti was when he was just invited and the Mister brought him here to experience just how depraved humans can be.
He looked around, and he saw a bunch of old n sitting on a sofa and being served by literal kids, both male and females, all wearing revealing clothings, and so were naked.
They ignored him, focusing on themselves.
He saw one old man dripping candles on a tied up teenage girl whose belly was already rounded, probably a few months pregnant already.
He watched as several old n let out their cum on a dog bowl, letting kids crawl like a dog and have eat it like a dog as well while they laugh.
He watched as an old man tried to fit his fist on a pregnant girl’s pussy, laughing as the girl cried in pain.
He watched as a man tied a girl upside down, shoving his cock on her mouth while she cried as another man was whipping her until she bleed.
Just seeing all of these will make you believe in why, in many myths, gods would flood the world to cleanse its sins.
Truly, the evil and depravity of humanity knows no limit.
He walked towards the far end of the room, where a large, and incredibly obese man was eating a grilled at shaped suspiciously like a human torso.
It is the Mister, the man who gave him the mask and brought him into this depraved world.
"It’s you... What do you want?" Asked the mister.
He shivered. This is the reason why he was so afraid of coming here. He stared at the ’at’ and almost threw up on the spot, but he resisted the urge and stared at mister.
"Mister, the mask you gave ... It malfunctioned! I was seen by another guy earlier!" He said, his voice loud.
"Hm?" The Mister’s eyes narrowed, "Were you followed? Did they found you coming here!?"
He shivered seeing the fierce look on the master’s face and imdiately shook his head, "No! No! I shook him off! I made sure no one was following before I ca here!"
"That’s good." The mister nodded.
The mister was afraid that this boy was followed, after all, he has been extrely cautious ever since the user of the Sex Note that he had chosen was killed.
He has reasons to believe that those guys from the Church or the Grand Order had already noticed the Anomalies and started to act.
If they ca down at him, then the best thing he can do is just wait for death!
"The mask isn’t defective." Said the mister, "However, that mask is only effective to ordinary humans, those with supernatural abilities are naturally aren’t affected."
"What!?" He exclaid, "You an the one who saw also has supernatural powers?!"
The mister nodded, "But don’t worry, I will handle it."
The mister stood up, a dark aura surrounding him as a silhouette of a black entity with swirling countless arms, countless blinking eyes and mouths appeared for a brief mont.
"I will not allow those people to ruin my empire!"
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