Oda, the Red-Eyed Princess. (Bullying)

Jervale's mind's eye settled on the figure of Princess Oda, the demon lord's daughter he had been sworn to protect. The young lady walked up the stairs with energy, swinging her arms and humming a tuneless song.

"Princess Oda... The demon lord's daughter is all grown up. She is known as the Red-Eyed Princess. Her short, white hair is wild and often un-styled. I always thought that hair was more distinct than her eyes, which are just barely red... almost brown, if I'm being honest. She has two short, stubby flesh-colored horns just below her bangs. She prefers the outdoors and gets plenty of sun, giving her a farmer's tan. She has a wardrobe befitting of a girl who can ask for a different outfit to be poofed into reality whenever she wishes, and so she wears a different outfit every day... When she's lounging around the tower, she tends to favor a comfortable red track suit with a white t-shirt underneath, her favorite worn-out sneakers and short socks. When she is meeting a challenger, she prefers to wear a different elaborate outfit every time. Her sense of style is pretty eccentric, and she's always trying new things. Her figure is... well, as I said, she's all grown up. With my ability to alter reality, I can still appreciate her balanced, well-developed proportions, with a cute butt and breasts that would be a nice handful.

At this point, I should answer a concern. Any reader would probably wonder: 'Didn't you raise Princess Oda? Isn't she like a daughter to you?'

Far from it. I did teach the princess, and I acted as her guardian in the early years. However, I need you to understand how I have become twisted by my years bending reality and by my cursed duty. The wholesome part of me that was like a valiant protector of the princess disappeared long ago. However, that doesn't mean I don't do my job...

On that note, the Princess's curse. Yes, I have placed a curse upon her like all of the other tower inhabitants. First, the background: defending Princess Oda is exhausting. It is, as they say, a real bitch. She is always under attack by all manner of assailants. She fancies herself a warrior now, and she's always been somewhat independent, but... Please, read the record of any given challenger you wish. These warriors are the strongest of their dimension. These villains are the cruelest and most despicable in the galaxy. She would always be in peril.

So... using the Reality Crystal, I granted Oda the Curse of Bullying. So many will come to this island approaching her, intending to fight her, or capture her, or take from her. I have resolved that in what I believe to be an elegant manner: the Curse will transform the intentions, the wills, and the methods of her assailant into relatively harmless bullying. Then, once they are done, the assailant will ordinarily simply go on their way. Often, they are happy to brag about their victory over a demon princess, conveniently forgetting why they intended to do so in the first place.

I confess that this bullying often gets somewhat raunchy and humiliating for Oda. She didn't get the name "The Red-Eyed Princess" because of her unremarkable, hardly demonic and barely red natural color. Early on, I had hoped that repeated defeat would make her more timid and prone to retreat into the tower where nothing could harm her. To my amusement, it has actually emboldened her and made her determined to carve out her own victorious legend, always thinking 'I'll get it next time!'

I used to find that cute, but now, I find it tiresome, like everything. Like everyone. But maybe you, who are reading these stories, will find it endearing. As for me, the small bit of pleasure I draw from it is seeing the symbol of my captivity here constantly **** to endure such depraved assaults while resting peacefully, knowing I need not lift a finger to protect her.

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If you're reading this, demon lord, know that I am prepared for ****."