Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

"Mithras, 1. Akamana, 0." As Akamana's blood dripped and Mithras' words resounded, from the Elektra women to the 300 Zealots, all held their breath—still failing to come to terms…with the facts staring them in the eyes.

The Grand Priestess had been wounded. And so badly at that. When was the last time such a thing had occurred? They couldn't remember. Silence settled in, but as all expected Akamana to explode in rage, the Grand Priestess clapped, healing her injuries with a mantra.

"Ruthless. Cutie pie, don't you know a woman would give up her life for her figure? There is really no gentleness in you…for me," Akamana said in a low and sorrowful voice, her tone throwing Mithras into confusion.

"Akamana, are you insane? You're controlling my sister's mind, and you want me to what? Show you gentleness?" Mithras couldn't believe it. But as the Human Aphrodisiac became convinced that he'd seen and heard it all…

"Insanity is all about perspective. From mine, it's you who drove me insane," Akamana said in a honeyed tone, and with a series of seductive steps, the Grand Priestess reached Mithras, fixing him with sparkling eyes.

"Isn't it obvious? When have you ever seen a woman waste so many words on a stranger? If it weren't because I have a particular interest in you, I'd have killed you first then asked your soul whatever." Akamana whispered in Mithras' ear, and raised his hands, putting them at her neck so her pulse would beat right at his fingers.

And beat it did—beating so fast that Mithras couldn't help but wonder if the Grand Priestess' heart wouldn't soon be jumping out of her chest.

"Mithras, I like you. So much so that the fact you're here, alive and breathing, instead of six feet under as you should be…makes my heart drum with excitement.

Don't believe me? Then listen to my pulse. Lips lie all the time, but the pulse will not betray the one who makes it race." The Grand Priestess whispered in a sultry tone, rising to look right into Mithras' violet pupils. And for the first time in a while, the Human Aphrodisiac was at a loss for words.

'Of all the madwomen in this motherfucking world...I got the one with rizz.' This thought crossed Mithras' mind, and by the time he'd snapped out of it, Akamana was sending him crashing with a shoulder throw.

[Celerity]

The moment next, Akamana lunged forth, sprinting all over the place. With each additional step, the Grand Priestess' speed went up, increasing so fast that she soon exceeded Mach Two.

At first, Akamana's speed relied on teleporting from one Sid Particle to another. But while lightning fast, Minor Teleportation offered no momentum and didn't increase the power of her blows. Celerity was different, propelling Akamana from one particle to another and boosting her speed with each bounce.

All other variables being equal, more speed means more power. The Grand Priestess had not yet released her seal, yet the might of her blows had reached abnormal levels, sending Mithras reeling left and right.

Clenching his fists, the Human Aphrodisiac raised another barrier. A spinning kick came crashing, shattering Mithras' defenses, and getting him in the chin. His brain went into shock, and he fell face-first, landing at the Grand Priestess' feet.

"For sure you're driving me insane. So insane that I have to save you from yourself, even if for that I must fuck you up. Mithras darling, I admit that you're good—much, much better than I thought or was at your age. You can be tomorrow's king and achieve all the goals you've set for yourself…granted that you give up on your sister and bow to me today.

Mithras, give up on Ishtar and go on with your life. That's the only way to maximize your potential," the Grand Priestess said with a sinister smile.

At first it was just a game. But now it was a matter of pride. No matter what, Akamana had to make Mithras realize that before her he was nothing…and couldn't escape her arrangements.

"Tomorrow's king? My apologies, Grand Priestess, but I'd rather be today's scoundrel," Mithras replied with an impish smile and grabbed Akamana's ankles, firing the scarlet flames of his Pyrogasmic Genesis at maximum strength.

The Red God was the most powerful lustful god in existence, making his Pyrogasmic Genesis one of the most potent aphrodisiacs in creation. In Mithras' hands, that drug reached new heights, making Akamana's legs shake as her knees went weak and her loins stirred with love juice.

The Grand Priestess' eyes widened in disbelief, and scared out of her wits, Akamana closed her legs. Clamping so hard that she lost balance and fell to her knees.

"He didn't dare," the Elektra sisters couldn't believe it. Seven hundred years ago. A young lord from the Holy Land once went through the Sanctuary's doors to enter the Purple Dawn Continent and ask the Grand Priestess in marriage. When rejected, he tried to drug her with a king-class aphrodisiac…getting himself slaughtered as a result.

And when his mother made crude claims and spread obscene rumors regarding the Grand Priestess, Akamana went to the Holy Land, exterminating the house outright. Not even the grass was left unmolested.

From that story, one could tell that despite what she showed on the surface, the Grand Priestess cared deeply for her body and image. Mithras' Pyrogasmic Genesis now messed with that body, breaking Akamana's greatest taboo.

"The nerves of this boy.

GO TO HELL!!!" The Grand Priestess snapped, and activating the Third Secret, she cleaved upward, hacking at Mithras' chest.

His blood gushed forth, pouring out like a fountain and splashing the Grand Priestess all over.

But though stained red from head to toe, Akamana didn't stop, slicing up Mithras with her bare hands till her clothes and skin had all taken the color of his blood.

"Initially I only wanted to play a little. But never mind. Since I promised, I won't kill you today. But tomorrow morning, YOUR HEAD WILL JOIN THE LIST OF FACES THAT DARED TO OFFEND MY DIGNITY!" Akamana bellowed, but in that instant, Mithras' lips curled into a victorious smile, and he arched his head back, bursting into laughter.

Akamana's vision blurred, and she went livid, feeling as if her entire body had gotten thrown into the sun. The Grand Priestess' body spiraled out of control, and she staggered, convulsing into a succession of violent orgasms.

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