Tales From 200 Years Ago Chapter 1

Author: Henet

Editor: PervySageChuck

Tales From 200 Years Ago

Chapter 1 The Second Life of PervySageChuck

Part 1 A New Reality

In the last day of popular DMMORPG game, Yggdrasil. A lone obsidian black tower stood among the desolated, smoking landscape within the realm of Muspelheim. The tower was surrounded by a ten meter tall grey stone war. There was only one visible entrance into the tower. The main gate was wrought with a glowing obsidian black steel, a sign with the words ‘The Gentlemen’s Club’ hung below the gate’s stone arch.

Within the basement of the tower, in luxurious looking common lounge, decorated with pompous velvet chair facing in T-shaped stage. The room was totally empty except for a lone heteromorphic being was sitting listlessly on a magnificent velvet couch surrounded by several beautiful looking maidens, twirling their bodies around him as they danced in a sensual manner.

The girls moved in a way that emphasized their feministic assets, their bust and also their butts. The heteromorphic being looked like a humanoid octopi with thick purple like tentacles dangled from its jaw. The eyes of the being was shaded inky black with no discernible irises. The creatures was wearing a set of regal, red and white papal robes. A golden staff was sitting on his lap.

The girls were not human, for bat-like wings sprouted from their hips, and a pair of curved black horns protruded from the sides of their heads. There were all succubus NPC mercenaries. Their bodies were kept to a bare minimum covering with black lacy G-strings. Each shake of their hips caused their big round breast to jiggle. The heteromorphic being kept his attention focused on the girls dancing around him.

The game moderators in Yggdrasil banned any form of interaction that was sexual in nature in accordance with the country’s censorship guidelines. The appearance of the succubus were just toeing it. The succubus little dancing routine was hidden quirk planted by the game developers. If players summoned at least ten succubus mercenaries, they would start to dance around them after being idle for two minutes.

However, quirks like this were very populated in the majority male players of Yggdrasil particularly in this guild, ‘The Gentlemens Club’. The guide’s motto was to ‘see what no man has never seen before’. This guide devoted themselves to collecting and preservation of all forms of NPCs that would stimulate their manly passions.

In Yggdrasil, the succubus NPCs were mainly kept for player’s visual pleasures as their combat strength were ranked around the lower-tiers. In-game, there were only a handful of summoned mercenary NPCs such as the Vampire Brides, Dryad Maidens, and Valkryie War Maidens possessed an appearance that was as sensual as the succubus.

But there were summoned NPC mercenaries that possessed both looks and skills to boot. Firstly, there was the rumored Succubus Queen, a high-ranking Level 96 demonic NPC mercenary. However, the summoning scroll could only be obtained after defeating a world-class boss, the Seven Deadly Sins’ Lust. Compounded by the fact that the Succubus Queen summoning scroll drop chance was less than one percent, the Succubus Queen presence-in-game was almost considered as a myth among Yggdrasil players, a myth that some players suspected to stem from the ‘Shitty’ game developers.

“Haah, even at the end of the game. I still could not obtained the Succubus Queen summoning scroll….. DAMNNNN IT” The being was screaming in frustration. A frustrated emoticon, emanated from its head. However, there were not a single soul left in the guild to share his frustration.

“No point sulking over it, PervySageChuck. We did our best. Let’s head over to the celebratory grounds. We could meet some of the female players there.”

“Don’t want to, I want my Succubus Queen. I want her. I want her. I want her.”

The avatar of PervySageChuck was rolling in circles around the floor in frustration.

“Come on, it’s the last night of Yggdrasil. Let’s make it a night to remember, Pervy-san.”

Earlier, his friends tried to coax him to join them at the server pre-shut down celebration at Valhalla. After 15 minutes of coaxing, they gave up and departed as PervySageChuck adamantly choose to sulk in the confines of their guild headquarters.

To shake himself off his funk of loneliness, PervySageChuck used all his summoning scrolls to summon all the succubus NPCs under his possession. Doing that in the middle of celebration may seem weird to others. Hence, PercySageChuck mused that it was better drown himself in his own obscenity. He hoped their presence would at least that would masked, the disappointment that had assaulted his psyche since the announcement server shut-down by the game developers. His final dream in Yggdrasil, of obtaining the Succubus Queen was not fulfilled.

It’s not like the guild did not tried. They efforts were met with both success and failures. When they were successful in defeating the boss, they were rewarded with many rare data crystals and loots. But, the scroll to summon the Succubus Queen remained elusive.

He buried his avatar’s face on the bust of one of the dancing succubus. That’s how I would like to end things. Bit, I’ve got to wake up early tomorrow for my appointment with my urologist. Plus, I should call up the other old farts for a get together session.

On the top right corners of his control screen, PervySageChuck noted the timer was counting down to the end of his dream.

11:59:55

11:59:56

11:59:57

11:59:58

11:59:59

00:00:00

So long Yggdrasil. Ah, my only regret. I wanted to catch a glimpse of the Succubus Queen. But still, it was fun.

00:00:01

00:00:02

Eh….. I didn’t log out?

What is this? my face is buried in something soft and fleshy. Ah,..... what a wonderful bouncy sensation.

PervySageChuck could feel his tentacles wriggling around the fleshy surface.

Hmm, why is it salty?......................Wait, my facial tentacles…. I could feel and taste everything through it.

PervySageChuck lifted up his head and took a long deep breath as if he was underwater for a long time. As his senses came back to him, he realised that he was looking at a familiar face. It was the face of the succubus whom he buried his face on her bust. PervySageChuck noticed that she was blushing. As he thought about it, he started to recall that he could feel the faint pulse and the warm body heat of the succubus earlier.

Piecing all the information together, he realised that all of this could not be virtual as things like taste and temperature perception was impossible in the virtual world. The only conclusion he got was that Yggdrasil just became reality and this was somehow the real world. Which means....

I could finally indulge in all forms of mucus and tentacle play.

His facial tentacles reflected his inner pervertness as they were wriggling in excitement. A layer of mucus began to form around the surface of the tentacles. He did not care about the recent changes to his biological outlook as long as his penis and libido remained. Now is the time to explore his new body. Let’s see I shall start with motor functions...

Kyaaaaa!!!!!

The succubus let out a seductive scream as her breast was being groped around by PervySageChuck’s facial tentacles.

Wohohohohohohohohoho

In his heart, PervySageChuck was practically screaming out with joy. One of his wildest dreams, to do naughty things with Yggdrasil beings came true.

No, I am just testing my new body. A test.  

In the next few weeks, he spent every moment exploring this new found body, partaking in all manners of perverseness with his summoned mercenary NPCs.

Part 2 The Road to Harem is Harder than It Looks

Once again, PervySageChuck woke up to what his describe as a ‘miracle morning’.

“Goodbye kidney stones... Goodbye joint pains and... Goodbye erectile dysfunction.”

Since arriving in this world, he had never felt so alive. Gone were the usual visits to the local physicians. His new body moved and felt like a twenty year old.

As PervySageChuck woke up, he gingerly moved through all the slimed and naked figures of his summoned NPCs that were crowded around him. Yesterday night the bedroom was another scene of hot sexy passion.

But still, PervySageChuck was not satisfied.

“I want more variety in my harem!” He shouted in resolution as he pumped his fist into the air.

It was not that he was displeased with the girls but a man should strive to achieve more in life. Hence, he resolved himself to interact with the local populace. Probably an event like those depicted in the light novels where he as the protagonist would rescue a maiden in danger, resulting in the maiden devoting her body to him.

He got a rough idea formed in his mind and he began to work on it. But it resulted in…

… Total Failure.

The first time, he entered a nearby small town while forgetting to disguise himself from his unrestrained excitement. It resulted in him running away from a group of townsfolk carrying pitchforks, shovels and torches.

On his second attempt, he successfully entered the same town while under disguise. His perverted instincts drove him to inspect the local merchandise in the local bathhouse. But what he observed was a bunch of old crones bathing, causing him to scream out in horror, alerting the whole town to his presence. And once again, he was chased out of the town by a group of townsfolk carrying pitchforks, shovels and torches, mixed with the bathhouses’ old crones.

The third time, he went inside the local church to check out the holy sisters to confess his own depravity and also to sneak a feel of their bodies. However, he was caught in the middle of his act. This time, he was chased out by a group of townsfolk carrying pitchforks, shovels, and torches, the bathhouses’ old crones and the church's’ holy sisters.

By the fourth time, he suppressed all his perverted  instincts all entered the town normally. Trying to look for any maidens in distress. But, all was well there. The town was peaceful.  

Dejected by his wasted efforts, PervySageChuck visited the local inn. Probably he could get some information about any damsel in distress in faraway lands like a dying princess, a nobleman’s daughter about to be sold off by her parents to pay off their debts.

As he took a seat at a small table. The words spoken by a group of adventurers caught his attention. A thickset man in full plate armor was talking to his mousy haired friend, dressed in light armor.

“You heard about the bizarre incidents at the local lords mausoleum lately?”

“Aye, strange moaning and groaning coming out from the building. Unknown slimy white milky secretion desecrated the resting place of the dead. What do you think?”

“Could be ghouls, zombies, wights mixed in with some poltergeist. Then place will need some heavy cleansing. The lord’s gonna issue a request for purifying the place soon. Don’t want those unclean beings disturbing the eternal rest of his beautiful daughter. Bless the poor girl.”

Those words caused an idea to form in PervySageChuck’s mind. Probably I could resurrect the poor girl and have her fall in love with me.

Later, he asked for directions from the local barkeep and proceeded with to the location of the mausoleum with haste.

By the time he arrived, it was already dark. The night was cloudless with the crescent moon shining brightly above him. Although the mausoleum was suppose to be a resting place for the dead. The place looked more like a luxurious mansion with smooth marble flooring and columns and golden wrought grilled doors rather than giving out an air of that a dilapidated haunted graveyard.  

As PervySageChuck arrived at the main burial chamber where he expected the body to be entombed, he noticed a figure was already sitting on top of the large marble coffin at the center.

The figure who greeted him was corporeal, a sensuous lady wearing a low cut deep crimson long dress that revealed the tops of her big but well shaped breast. A parting at the side of her dress revealed her long shapy legs. Her long silky jet-black hair reached her waist with a pair of small black bat-like wings could be seen forming at the sides of her head with a bigger pair of wings appearing from her back. Her crimson eyes was looking at him, as a thick luscious lips curled into a seductive smile.

From her appearance, PervySageChuck could tell that she was a succubus but her beauty made the succubus NPCs back in his base pale in comparison. The person represented how the Succubus Queen would appear in his imagination.

His mouth repeatedly opened and closed at a loss of words. His mind fumbled on trying to construct the best pickup line in his whole life. Finally, as the sentence was fully form in his mind. One that he would be proud of and was sure to work.

He let those words out of his mouth in the suaves way he could think of.

“Hey beautiful, want to shag?”

The figure surveyed him for a few seconds before started to speak.

“My apologies. I am not into bondage nor tentacle play. My taste was reserve for something more refined and exquisite like fine virgin incubus. I am more inclined in teaching the young ones on the virtues of male and female copulation.” The Succubus Queen bowed elegantly in a manner that no one would thought of her as the ultimate sultry temptress and rejected PervySageChuck’s advances politely.

“Plus, I am not accustomed to eating something that my lesser kin had feasted on before.”

She added. At those words, a sweet pinkish scent of the Succubus Queen reached the insides of PervySageChuck’s mind. With the scent a series of thoughts passed through the mind of PervySageChuck as if the dam that controlled the his perverted urges crumbled.

At long last, PervySageChuck was able to meet his ideal jewel face to face. But now that the virtual world became a reality, he could not help himself but wanting to pursue his next dream, to bed the Succubus Queen.

With his blood raging, PervySageChuck jumped towards the women of his dreams.

“Please let me satisfy you!!!!”

Losing his sense of judgement, PervySageChuck could not help himself but jumped forward. His arms pinning down the figure of the slender limbs of the Succubus Queen. His mucus from his tentacles began to drip onto the almost bare breast of the Succubus Queen. The facial tentacles then began to slither around and squeeze the voluptuous breast of the Succubus Queen.

He could feel the body of the Succubus Queen quivered and she began to let out a sweet sexy moan. The moans of seductive figure send PervySageChuck’s mind into a frenzy and he indulged in his wildest fantasies, his tentacles began to move all over the seductively proportionate figure, savouring every single inch of it.

*******

“Pleasant dreams.”

The Succubus Queen blew a kiss towards the octopoid that was flailing wildly on top of the large stone burial coffin before walking out the main door of the mausoleum with her hips swaying seductively with each step.

The octopoid in the middle of the room was too absorbed in his own illusions, unaware that the real ultimate enchantress had already exited the room. The Succubus Queen was lying in wait for someone that was more to her taste. She received word that a young incubus boy was looking for people that came from her world. But so far, her efforts of waiting for him attracted the unwanted attention of many other perverted beings, who would attempt to do her.

However, she prefer to reserve her body for younger uninitiated males. Knowing that most of her visitors would not take no for an answer and would stalk her wherever she went, she would utilize her skill [Queen Seductress Scent], the perfect thing for such an occasion. The skill caused her body to emit a faint sweet smelling hallucinogen that would drove the minds of all males beings into a sexual frenzy, trapping them in their own wildest, dirtiest canal fantasies till they exhaust all their sexual energy.

What was it again? Make love not war…. Looks like I need to find a new hiding spot. I am starting to get too many unwanted attention now.

The beautiful temptress mused as she spread out her bat-like wings and flew off into the night in search of a new hideout. She could not help but felt a faint tinge of disappointment as her target did not appear. Although her gut feeling told her that he would appear tonight but it seems like she was wrong.

Part 3 Unholy Ritual

A black winged figured landed silently at the atrium of the mausoleum.  The figure was wearing a set of snow white robes designed for the ease of movement. The head of the figure was hooded and the face was hidden behind an animal-like mask. As the figure removed his mask, revealing the a pair of golden-slit-like pupils and a pair of white curve horns that formed around the temple. It was Azrael.

Azrael came here because he received word from the Scarab Queen that a being from Yggdrasil may have turn this place into its hideout. He stealthily moved through the confines of the mausoleum hiding his presence. Until he can ascertain the intention of the being that dwelled here, he opted to proceed with caution.

Soon, Azrael encountered the heteromorphic being in the main burial chamber. The strange being in a white cardinal robe was doing something rather peculiar. It was thrusting his hips forward in a constant piston-like fashion into thin air. The creature emitted strange shrill-like grunt every time it moved its hips forward. Occasionally the creature would do a strange laugh (nyohohohohoho). The facial tentacles of the creature seemed to be dancing wildly as if grasping onto something invisible.  

Azrael had no idea what sort of bizarre ritual was that. But, its movement looked rather off-putting to him. He came here with the intention of recruiting those that originated from Yggdrasil into the Tomb of R’lyeth. After seeing the action of this particular being, Azrael decided that he would skip this one. He turned around and slipped away silently into the night. All the while, he was still puzzled over the whole purpose of that ritual.

The next morning, the caretakers of the mausoleum encountered a shrivelled up octopus in the main burial hall. The creature fouled up the entire main burial chamber with its thick milky white secretions.

At the end, the shrivelled octopus was chased out by an adventuring team, followed by a group of townsfolk carrying pitchforks, shovels, and torches, the bathhouses’ old crones, the church's’ holy sisters, and the wailing apparition of the local lord’s daughter.  


Authors Note
I initially wrote this as a Christmas Gift for PervySageChuck. However, he decided it was best to share it with everyone. hence, I decided to turn the story into a spinoff for Overlord Ascendants. The timeline of this story was set 200 years prior to the events in Overlord Ascendants.

Let me know what do you think in the comments section.

PS, Sorry for the grammatical errors that might appear. PervySageChuck was kinda occupied for the moment with housework as his family was down with viral flu. Let us wish his family a speedy recovery.