//KILL HER

Someone spoke behind you. Something twist inside your brain, blood drips from your nose, and then, you hands move by themselves, up and down, up and down, up and down. Blood splatters on your face, and soon you can't recognize the shape between the white, tangled, mess underneath you.

But the horror doesn't stop there. No. From the mess came a pair of eyes, that drips of her tear, and soon, a mouth that form a smile, and then a porcelain shell burst open, and swallow it all into a beautiful shape. It's her face, torn open and made anew. But still she cries like a child, mumbling a name you do not recognize, and her body only move more frantically to your rhythms.

"You are back, you are back, you are back-"

-then suddenly, she reaches out her hand, and pulls you down into a chaste embrace, and you explode into her folds. When she released you, your body seem to frozen in place, breathless and still, your mind still struggling to make sense of what happen.

You look at your bloody hand. Your torn knuckles.
Then to her face. Her beautiful, perfect, spotless face.
Then to the point of your connection, where your seed is overflowing, with her juice smeared all over your body. You both are slick of sweat, smell of sex, and too naked under the moonlight.

She broke the silence first, her smile has faded and her face turn blank, but there is sincerity in her voice:
"Will you stay here with me?"
You blink. Once, twice. Then you open the mouth, but before your breath even escape your throat-
//NO

Then, just as before, your head felt like it is split open, and your body dragged liked a puppet, your hands twist around her neck, to crush it, to tear it open, to break it apart .

But she move like the wind, her hand holding something from the ground, and the moment she disappear from your vision, you felt a slight pain behind your head, and the world turn black.

But just before then, you can hear a voice, a thought invade your head:
//I THINK, THEREFORE WE ARE

EDIT: existential, i know. Who want to think so much when they want to read porn, amirite? Well, after this, the isekai and word building portion begins, and this can be considered the end of the prelude.