Day 3 as the Gamer

A beautiful head full of pink hair greeted him on his third day in the Abyss. Waking up with a woman nestled in his arms was a new experience for the Gamer, but it was a pleasant one. Something about her pink locks just made him want to stroke her hair. He decided to do just that, gently caressing her hair with his hand, his other still wrapped around her body holding her close.

While he was reveling in the situation he found himself in, his thoughts began to wander to the words of his bullies. ’Vanessa and her cronies always said I would never spend time like this with a girl. Look at me now, a gorgeous woman slightly older than me wrapped in my arms. I even spent last night dominating her. I can’t wait to do that again; it was so much fun and we are both beginners. I wonder if Reimi, or Jasmine, would be ok with helping me rub it in the faces of my bullies. Well, after we find Meadow that is. Gosh, explaining all this to her is going to be even harder. I’m coming for you, Meadow, stay strong.’

The Gamer stopped his stroking of the woman’s hair, softly shaking her. “Hey, Reimi, are you up? I’m sorry if it’s too early. I can't get a sense of time in this room.”

“Hehe, I’ve been up for a while, John, I was just enjoying the position I found myself in while surfing the web. Don’t worry about the time. If anything, it’s a bit later than you’re used to waking up. You’d already be in school.” She was probably reacting to his increased heart rate due to their close proximity. “Don’t worry, your mom is already awake, a note was left for her. She’ll probably think she drank a bit too much and nodded off.”

“Thanks. I guess I’ll give her a call around lunch. Hey, can you show me that Abyss Auction thing you’ve mentioned?” He wanted to see how useful this could be for him, plus he was curious about selling the drops he got from the goblin champion. The idea of buying some more skill books was also on his mind with his INT at 41 he could use two more that he met the criteria for. It was a bit annoying that he didn’t have a way to know what the criteria were, but absorbing the knowledge of a book to create a skill was more than enough of a hack for him to not complain.

“No problem, we’ll get you registered right away.” The nude technomancer stood up and stretched as the large wall mounted television turned on. Of course, seeing the naked woman’s body made his semi hard morning wood turn into a full blown erection. Reimi turned and gave him a cheeky wink. “I’ll help you with that in a bit; for now get comfortable,” she said while tossing on a pair of black sweats and a random blue t-shirt.

“Sure,” was all he could say while he sat up. It felt odd just leaving his dick hanging out. Normally he would jerk off, but given her offer to take care of it, the woman's lips would probably be wrapped around it soon, so he just sat as he was.

On the screen appeared a simple marketplace, similar to other online shopping platforms John had seen. He was half expecting it to have an occult vibe to it given the name. ‘I’ve got to get used to things like this, the Abyss is just what they call their society.’

“I’ll send you an invite. I already added the app to your phone yesterday, but if you register using my invite, we both get ten thousand dollars as a sign up bonus,” she said while manipulating the windows on the screen, sending the invite to him.

“Ten thousand dollars just for joining them?” His question came out as yell; surprised would be an understatement to describe his current feelings. The Gamer pulled out his phone, going to the message that he just received.

“Yea, it’s not that surprising, I do a lot of business with them, so I have a pretty high tier membership. While they do act like a bank for some, this ten thousand is only credit usable through them,” the woman said, as she decided to start sucking his dick.

John was half listening as he had already begun the sign up process and was enjoying her warm mouth. Most of it was basic things for signing up to an online marketplace. For the username, he decided to go with the title Gaia had gifted to him: The Gamer. After going through a few more screens, it asked him to use his mana to complete the registration. This confused him, because there were no directions on how to do that. “Hey, Reimi, it’s asking me to use my mana to finish the registration, but there’s no directions. How do I do it?”

She paused her blowjob, but kept stroking him with her hand while she answered him, “That’s to keep out the rare mundane people that somehow stumble onto the site, kind of like credit card verification for free adult sites. Just place your finger on their logo on the screen and channel a bit of mana, it’s easy.” After telling him what to do, she went back to greedily sucking him off.

Following her instruction, the screen changed and he received a welcome message and another notification telling him about the credit he had as a sign up bonus. When he opened the categories, it seemed endless. At the top were the currently trending categories. Information, mercenaries, slaves - he stopped there bewildered, at the list. “Slaves? What is with these categories? Why are they trending?”

“Hold on, let me finish you off before answering that,” she said, picking up the pace of her bobbing. Her moans of pleasure were egging him on, until he finally released his cum down her throat, causing her to orgasm as well. Swallowing it she mumbled, “Fuck, I really am getting addicted to that.

“Information is always at the top of the list since that’s what the auction was built on. There’s a war between two big guilds in Europe right now, which is why mercs and slaves are trending. Mercs are a pretty obvious one, both sides want to inflate their numbers and a contract can ensure loyalty, so no worries of them defecting mid combat, though most have clauses allowing them to flee and cancel the contract. As for slaves, again, manpower is a must, so **** owners do their best to make a profit during war,” the pink haired technomancer explained nonchalantly, as if talk of slavery was totally normal, while tucking away his flaccid dick and zipping his pants.

“I forget my sense of values is different.” John removed the potion and cleaver he’d received from the goblin yesterday from his inventory. Looking through the menu he found the section about selling items. “Alright, I’ll put these up for auction since they don’t really fit my needs.”

“If you’re going to auction those, I suggest you have the Auction appraise and list them for you. Sure, they will take a bit of the profits, but they also take on the responsibility of verifying the quality. While you have the information provided by Gaia, it’ll be annoying to deal with the penalties if someone feels like they were duped, especially since your account is new. Just follow the appraisal directions.”

He did as she said. The Abyss Auction took a ten percent profit fee for appraising it, on top of any other fees associated with selling through them. A notification on the app said a drone would be arriving soon. A minute later a simply designed drone did arrive, carrying a parcel similar to the one they received the previous night. The directions told him to insert the items he wanted to be appraised into the package. After following the directions, inserting the cleaver and potion, the drone flew off. He received another notification saying the appraisal will take two hours unless he would like to pay an additional fee of an additional five percent of the profits, which he declined since he was in no rush to sell them. “With that out of the way, do you have any clues on Meadow?”

“Yes, actually, I do. This is the list we recovered last night.” The screen changed from the Abyss Auction home page to display a list. “I have compared it to any lists I could find, and I got a partial hit on it.” Another much longer list appeared on the screen next to the first one. “All save one of the names on the list we recovered show up on this. When adding in the profile of all the missing women that we are aware of so far, I was able to discover that they definitely used this first list as a basis for the kidnappings.”

“Really, that’s great, so where did the original list come from?” John asked eagerly, feeling like he could finally see a light at the end of this tunnel.

“Well, the original list was done by the research guild Abyssal Genealogy Research Center. They have locations all over the world and a branch happens to be here in Springfield. Their name kind of implies it, but they mostly research the heritage of the many Abyssal bloodlines. This research is used in a variety of ways, most commonly for Abyssal experimentation, The original list was one involving people that are suspected to have a dormant bloodline, be it human or non-human members of the Abyss.”

“What? These people kidnapped Meadow to perform illegal experiments on her?”

“No, not them, but I’m pretty sure I know who one of the culprits is.” She sighed deeply when a man who seemed to be in his thirties, maybe forties, with blond hair and beard as well as amber eyes appeared on the screen. “This man is Oak Paxton, a former researcher at the Abyssal Genealogy Research Center. Remember how I said there was one name on the kidnapper’s list, but not on the original one? Well, the last name that was written in is what led me to my assumption.”