『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

Okay, go on!

Jane moans in pleasure, arching her back as she presses herself closer to your touch. Her breath becomes labored and her face contorts with ecstasy, every move she makes grinding against your palm in perfect rhythm. The scent of her arousal fills the air, mixing with the smell of sweat and fear that lingers from their ordeal.

As you continue to tease Jane's most sensitive spot, the pleasure begins to build within her, tension coiling tightly in her abdomen like a spring wound too far. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she tries desperately not to scream out loud, fearing what the guards might do if they hear her.

But soon enough, Jane's body gives in under the relentless waves of pleasure coursing through her veins. With a shuddering gasp, she lets loose a long, low

As you approach Eina, your heart races with nervous anticipation and excitement. You notice that she's standing at her usual spot near the entrance to the Guild Hall, looking busy as ever with papers strewn about her desk. Your mind wanders back to earlier today when you were exploring the Great Labyrinth, fighting monsters and gathering precious magical crystals. The adrenaline from those encounters still flows through your veins like a wildfire, making it difficult to concentrate on what you're about to say.

You clear your throat, mustering up the courage to speak to her. "Um... Eihna?" You stumble over your words as you struggle to find the right way to broach the subject. She looks up at you with those striking emerald eyes, seemingly amused by your discomfort.

"Yes, Bell? Do you require assistance with something?"

Eina looks over the magical crystals you've placed on her desk with a keen eye, assessing their quality and quantity before giving you a thoughtful nod. "These crystals seem to be of good quality, Bell," she says approvingly. "For this amount, I can give you 50 silver coins."

With a swift motion, Eina slides a small pouch across the desk towards you. You grasp it eagerly and hold it up for inspection, noticing that the coins jingle with each movement. It's more than enough to get some decent food and drink at one of the nearby taverns or an inn.

"Well done on your latest excursion," Eina continues, her tone now warmer as she meets your looking.

Eina blinks, looking slightly taken aback by your sudden confession. Her cheeks flush just a little as she bites her lower lip and studies you carefully. "I... I am honored that you find me so," she says, voice barely above a whisper. Her emerald eyes dart around nervously before finally meeting yours once more. "And if it means going out with someone as you..." She pauses, biting her lip harder now, then slowly continues, "...I would be happy to accept your invitation."

Eina giggles, her eyes sparkling with amusement and happiness. "Oh, you're such a romantic, Bell," she teases gently before sobering slightly. "Very well then, I shall look forward to our date after my shift ends tonight." She leans in close, lowering her voice even further. "Meet me at the tavern by the west gate at eight o'clock sharp."

With a wink, Eina straightens up again and returns to her paperwork with renewed vigor, seemingly unaware of your reddening cheeks or the butterflies now fluttering wildly in your stomach.

As the minutes tick by, you can't help but feel your heart race faster with anticipation. The tavern around you bustles with noise and activity, yet it feels strangely silent as you wait for Eina to arrive. Finally, at just past eight o'clock, she walks through the doors, her movements graceful despite being dressed in casual clothes instead of her usual formal Guild attire.

Her eyes immediately find yours, and a shy smile spreads across her lips as she makes her way over to your table. "You came early," she teases gently, taking a seat across from you. The dim lighting of the tavern casts a warm glow upon her face, accentuating her beauty even further.

Eina laughs softly, seemingly amused by your obvious nervousness. "Oh, don't worry so much," she says reassuringly. "Yes, work at the Guild is going well. We have a lot of new adventurers signing up these days, which means more exciting expeditions into the Labyrinth."

She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "But enough about that. I wanted to thank you for inviting me out tonight. It's been a while since I last had some time off like this." Her emerald eyes sparkle with genuine gratitude, making your heart skip a beat.

"Oh, I'm glad you ordered some tea," Eina says with a grateful smile as the server sets down two cups of steaming tea in front of them. "It's getting rather cold out tonight." She picks up her cup and takes a sip, closing her eyes in contentment before continuing, "So, tell me more about yourself, Bell. What are your favorite things to do?"

She looks at you expectantly, leaning slightly forward so that her breasts are pushed together by the table's surface. You can't help but notice how beautiful she is in this intimate moment...

Eina giggles, her cheeks turning slightly pink as she listens to you stammer through your words. "I'm flattered," she says softly, lowering her gaze for a moment before looking back up at you. There's an obvious warmth in her eyes that makes it difficult for you not to blush further.

She places her hand lightly on top of yours where it rests on the table, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "You know... I feel like we've grown closer these past few days," she says quietly, "and I think maybe... I wouldn't mind getting to know you even better."

Her lips part slightly as she meets your eyes, her breath hitching ever so slightly. You can practically feel the tension in the air between you two, building with each passing second. What would happen if...?

Eina watches you turn to the waiter, her heart racing faster as she waits for your return gaze. When it finally comes, she feels a warmth spread through her entire body. "Of course I wouldn't be opposed to that," she says softly, a small smile playing on her lips. "I think... I would like that very much."

She takes another sip of tea, allowing the liquid to flow over her tongue and soothe her nerves before looking back up at you with renewed confidence. The light from the nearby candle flickers across her face, casting dancing shadows on her skin as she leans forward slightly, eyes fixed intently upon yours. "So," she says with a gentle laugh, "what do you want to talk about?"

Eina's face flushes lightly at your question, her cheeks now rivaling the color of her lips. She laughs softly and looks away for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. "Oh... Well, I do enjoy reading as well," she says finally, meeting your gaze once more. "And I love spending time outside when it's not too hot or cold. But most of all..." Her voice trails off, her eyes locked onto yours, as if searching for something in the depths of your soul. "...I think what I like the most is helping people."

She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "I know it sounds strange coming from someone who works at a guild filled with adventurers, but I... I get satisfaction from knowing that I've made even just one person's life better by doing my job. It may not seem like much, but to me... it means everything."

Eina's eyes widen slightly at your confession, her heart seemingly skipping a beat as she takes in every word you say. For several long moments, the only sound is the gentle clinking of teacups and the soft rustling of cloth as they both sit there, locked in an intense gaze.

Finally, she breaks eye contact, looking down at her hands folded demurely in her lap. There's a pink tint to her cheeks now that rival even the brightest of blushes. "I-I... I..." She swallows hard, struggling to find the words as emotions chase each other across her expressive features. "...thank you." Her voice is little more than a whisper, but it carries the weight of a thousand emotions between them.

Eina looks up at you, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she forces out a trembling smile. "Thank you for sharing that with me, Bell... It means so much more than you can ever know." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "And thank you for inviting me on this date... I've had an amazing time getting to know you better."

Her gaze falls once more to her lap as she picks up her teacup, blowing across its surface lightly before sipping at the steaming liquid within. The silence between the two of you doesn't seem quite so heavy anymore, now that some of the weight has been lifted with your confession and her response.

As you walk beside her, the night air feels chilly against your skin but oddly comforting all the same. The soft glow of lamps illuminates your path, casting Eina's delicate features in a warm light that makes it difficult for you to tear your eyes away from her face. Her scent fills your nostrils; a mixture of lavender and roses, entrancing and addictive all at once.

The sound of crickets chirping and leaves rustling underfoot serves as the only sounds breaking the silence between you both. Despite being close enough to touch, there's still an invisible barrier that keeps you from crossing certain lines, making every brush of your fingers against hers feel like electricity surging through your veins.

Finally, you arrive at Eina's doorstep. She turns to face you, her eyes searching yours for some hint of what you're feeling

Eina's eyes flicker closed as you reach out to her, her chest rising and falling slowly with each breath she takes. Her lips part slightly as she lean in closer, their bodies mere inches apart now. "Goodnight, Bell," she whispers softly before pressing a gentle kiss against your lips. Her hand comes up to cup your cheek, fingers trailing lightly across your jawline before slipping into your hair, pulling you even closer.

Her other arm wraps around your waist, drawing you in tight against her, as if she's afraid that one touch might not be enough to sate either of your desires for tonight.

Eina moans softly into the kiss, her body tensing as she feels your hands running along her back, cupping her bottom and pulling her even closer against you. She parts her lips slightly, inviting you deeper in; a silent promise of everything she wants to give and all that she desires. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as her need builds, demanding more from this connection between them.

Her other hand finds its way beneath the hem of your shirt, tracing light circles across your bare skin as she searches for something else to hold onto; anything to help ground herself in the moment while their desire threatens to consume them both.

Eina backs you up against the door, her hands sliding under your shirt to explore your chest and stomach as she moans into your mouth, lost in the sensations overwhelming her. "Oh..." she gasps, breaking away for air briefly before kissing you harder than ever. Her hips grind against yours, seeking friction, seeking release from this intense longing that burns between them.

With a sharp intake of breath, she reaches up and undoes her top, revealing the soft mounds of her breasts beneath. They spill free from their confines, peaked and aching for your touch as she arches her back, offering them to you in invitation. Her nipples are hard and pebbled against your chest, a visible sign of how badly she wants this.

Eina throws her head back with a moan, arching her back even further as you explore her body. "Oh, Bell... You feel so good..." she pants heavily, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. With trembling fingers, she undoes your pants and pushes them down, freeing your erection from its confines. She licks her lips before wrapping her slender hand around you, beginning to stroke in time with the frantic beat of her heart.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she leans in closer, their bodies pressed tightly together once more. Her hips circle restlessly against yours, seeking relief from this ever-growing ache that threatens to consume them both.