83 Memoirs of the Pas (2/2)

It is pretty sad. Like really sad, but I do think they still love each other very much, just that they cannot stand each other sometimes. Just like every marriage, I guess. I have seen plenty in my time as a ghost, and from Richard and Harry, I should never ever get marry.

Also, one pussy is not way of culture. Certainly, not my culture, and the Great Maker could agree. I do think he and I see things the same. It is probably the reason that he decided to make me his Champion.

Not because I am a Millennium Soul or something like that. Not really sure what the hell that actually mean. Hope it is not something to do with… what that anime call? The one that everyone smash each other with dual monsters.

Anyway, I put down the pictures and have a look at each room in the house. They are exactly like what I had remember in my mind to every detail. Even the television is the same, and I have spent like a lot of time in front of it.

It was the early 2000s, and internet exactly a thing. Hell. Other than reading manga, watching anime, playing with Junior, ogling at my mum, there is not much else to do. Having a phone, not even a smart phone is a fucking luxury.

Still, I managed to fill my day with some awesome stuff, specially that girl next door. She is hot, and it is totally awesome spying on her every night. As a matter of fact, I can see her house from the window in the kitchen despite that her house does not exist physically in the mindscape.

It is just how I remember it all.

Of course, there is no one there for me to ogle as I cannot form a person within my mindscape. Might be due to my lack of imagination, or maybe, it is something else. I check the fridge afterwards just to see if there is something inside.

Yup. There is, and the stuff tastes just like I remember. Not very fulfilling though since this is all like an illusion or something. Still, it tastes great. Not as great as all the awesome girls I have dined on recently.

Hah!

Speaking of a girl, there is one in the house somewhere, and it is not due to my imagination. And with a growing boner, I immediately seek her out. It is not that difficult to locate her, as she is snoozing on my bed in my bedroom.

Wow. My room looks like shit. Just like how I had remembered it. There are dirty clothes lying all over the place alongside with manga, comics and magazines. Aside from the clothes, the rest are not really my doing, but rather it was due to Orvis.

I always keep my porn collection nice and tidy and out of sight, even within my mindscape. I am certain about that. 100% certain.

Oh. Mum definitely knew about my porn stash, but she had never said anything about it to me. Never ever. To her, it was something that boys my age has, but if I ever left any of them out in the open, they will definitely go into the trash. I had lost more than a few awesome books due to that.

Too much fapping, I guess. Heh.

My father had his own porn collection too, stashed somewhere in his study. I should know because it was how I was introduced to the wonderful world of porn. It was before I had even reach puberty, so that was pretty fun.

Dad was just so absentminded sometimes, leaving things like that lying around his desk, especially on days that mum was not home. It had never been a problem until I decided to share his collection with my childhood friends.

All the women depicted in those magazines are just so glossy and happy. Of course, they are, they had just been fucked so deeply in all their holes, one after another or simultaneously. Hah!

Still. That was probably the start of their eventual estrangement. Sigh.

I pick up a comic to have a read, finding several pages within completely blanked. That just means that I cannot remember what was in those pages. It was so long ago after all, and while I do have a relatively good memory, I just cannot remember something that far away.

A lot of manga and magazine are the same, and I should have not read through them as they do make me horny. I mean hornier. I am always horny, and it suits me just fine.

”Your mindscape is weird, master, but it is a lot more interesting than all the other mindscapes that I had inhabited before. You also have a lot of interesting books, and if I did not know better, I think you are from another world.”

Orvis comments as she pulls herself up from the bed. She also yawns afterwards before stretching her arms and wings a little. She has shrunk her breasts, making them perkier. It is probably better for her small form.

Other than that, Orvis did not change anything. She is still as naked as before. She is still drenched in my spunk as well, but they have dried up quite a bit. Like a lot. I suppose I should apply a new coating for her.

Booboobooboobs.

”It is not that weird, Orvis. It is just because I want to repay everything that my parents have done for me. I have never had the chance to because I could not interact with the world at all, not like now.”

I tell her as I collapse onto the bed before rolling to my back and exhale deeply.

Orvis crawls to me and lies across my chest with a happy smile on her face. It has not been long since we are alone together, but it does feel long to her. So long that she decides to sleep to pass the time, right after ransacking through some of my memories. Seriously.

”Why don't you tell me more about it, master? About your world too?”

Orvis requests, and the thought bubble hovering above her head tells me that she is genuine and very sincere in her desire to know.

Now, if Orvis is truly a work of fiction, why is she so curious about all of that. I mean, it shouldn't even be matter to her.

And since Orvis is curious about my life, I would not mind telling her about it. She is a part of my harem after all. Yup. Definitely. But still, Junior would be left out in the conversation.

It would be better if – never mind.

Orvis is already on it, wrapping her small childlike hand around cock and starting to pump me, all while maintaining eyes contact with me. Her pitch-black eyes.

And if I look closer, I could see draconic slit within, reminding me that she is a dragon. An ancient and powerful dragon. One that has gained full sentient. Apparently.

Just to make the protagonist of the setting even more unique. Give me a nice dragon cumdump. That is just awesome.

”Right. I do not… mind. Where to begin? Ugh. Oh… that's nice. Um. Let me see. Ah.”

I tell Orvis, and I realize my story would take way longer than it normally would. It is not like Orvis and I are having a chat and a chat alone, especially when we are in bed together, all alone within my house.

We will definitely do more than that. Definitely. Hah!