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Yoo Joonghyuk was going insane. Perhaps the stress of the apocalypse, the regressing— the everything, really- was finally catching up to him.
It was a small buzzing, barely auditable at first, but it slowly, slowly, got louder, driving him mad. He was already stressed, but this was the straw that broke the camel’s back. The low buzz was practically all he could hear.
So maybe his hearing had become more sensitive to adjust to the apocalypse, but surely someone else could hear the buzzing as well?
Kim Dokja was practically glued to his phone, eyes following blank lines that didn’t exist on the white void of the screen. He lightly bit his lips and slightly furrowed his brows as he focused. Somehow, Yoo Joonghyuk thought he looked a little more flushed than usual, it wasn’t that warm here— was he sick? Could constellations still even get sick?
Yoo Joonghyuk clenched his jaw as he sat polishing his sword whilst Kim Dokja was doing whatever he was doing on his blank phone, ignoring the distinct buzz until he couldn’t.
“Do you hear that?” Yoo Joonghyuk grumbled. He belatedly wondered if it was just another one of Lee Gilyoung’s insects and if he would be able to kill it without any major consequence.
“What?” Kim Dokja was caught off guard by his question, his eyes looking away.
“The buzzing.” He followed his companion’s eyes to the spamming notifications of donations and messages. It was a bit strange given the lack of action and entertainment.
“W-What? No, of course not... I can’t hear anything at all! You’re just imagining it— there’s n-no buzzing at all..!” he fumbled with his words.
“Kim Dokja?” He furrowed his eyebrows down in confusion.
“I—I should get going now.” And with that, his companion sped off to god knows where disappearing… along with the buzzing?
He sat, confused, as he watched the retreating silhouette of his companion.
[A few constellations are cackling at incarnation “Kim Dokja”s misfortune.]
・❥・
He had read about the scenario briefly, which was barely mentioned in the novel, so he never really thought about just what the penalty could be.
Kim Dokja slashed the incoming mob of low levelled monsters ambushing his party, he just needed to clear the dungeon without any injuries, it was simple; it should’ve been easy.
Swords clashed, he dodged incoming attacks and striked. He was doing well, until he wasn’t.
He failed to account that this Yoo Joonghyuk was from one of the earlier regressions unlike the strong Yoo Joonghyuk who discovered this scenario in the later chapters. So when he saw Yoo Joonghyuk being overwhelmed by mobs, he couldn’t let him fail a scenario with an unknown penalty.
Though looking back at it now, he should’ve just let the bastard die; having a coin-powered-vibrator in his ass was a bit overkill for such a trivial scenario.
[The constellation “Secretive Plotter” thinks Kim Dokja should pay more attention this his audience.]
[2000 coins have been sponsored.]
“Hmmpff—!” Kim Dokja held his hands over his mouth, hoping to hide his mewls. He clenched his legs close tightly, trying to avoid the onset of pleasure.
The constellations were cruel, especially with him after the stunts he had pulled in the scenarios. Was this supposed to be some kind of retribution on his end?
They seemed to love taunting him especially while he was with his company, enjoying the way the usual ‘two-steps-ahead-of-everyone-else’ squid became a whimpering, flustered mess.
“Are you alright, Dokja-ssi?” The benevolent Yoo Sangah had asked, worried about her flushed leader.
Yet he could only utter a shakey “I—I’m fine..!” before escaping to his room as his tormentors laughed at his misery. Since then, he had begun to barricade himself inside, barely leaving.
Had he known the Star Stream’s wrath, he would’ve never accepted that scenario. The rewards weren’t even that great anyway. He was growing more bitter by the second. What kind of sick fantasy was this supposed to be?
It was fine, he could handle this. The constellations would lose interest eventually.
・❥・
Needless to say he could not handle it.
[The Fourth-Wall is shaking.]
[1000 coins have been sponsored.]
“Haahh… nhooo—!” Kim Dokja squirmed around under the sheets, trying to ignore the leaking erection throbbing between his legs.
In an act of rebellion towards the Star Stream, he had simply decided to just not leave his room. But a few days had passed, yet that damn toy wouldn’t leave his ass.
It was simultaneously too much yet too little at the same time. He’d grind his ass down in hopes of some kind of stimulation, then try to squirm away whilst getting bombarded with strong vibrations post orgasm, overstimulating and understimulating him relentlessly.
His company were getting worried, spamming him with messages on Midday Tryst despite his attempted reassurances.
He had his weak moments, and this was no exception. He needed release; he reached towards his spent penis, rubbing it desperately. He sobbed as he fapped amateurishly, chasing his release.
It always ended the same though, with him earning a moment of ecstasy—
[300 coins have been sponsored.]
[800 coins have been sponsored.]
[300 coins have been sponsored.]
[10000 coins have been sponsored.]
—before it turned to overwhelming stimulation.
“Annhhh~!! N-Nwoo— pleash—!” Kim Dokja whined loudly, tears spilling down his flushed face. It was too much. Watery cum wouldn’t stop leaking from his worn out cocklet.
‘Poor little Dokja,’ he looked down at his worn dick silently, ‘you’ve worked hard…’
[The Fourth-Wall has been temporarily disabled.]
His mind was so blissfully blank. His head couldn’t focus on anything other than the overwhelming pleasure. His sanity was deteriorating with every mind breaking orgasm.
[Many constellations are pitying incarnation “Kim Dokja”.]
“Hfff…” Kim Dokja whimpered at the quiet buzz.
[Many constellations want to break incarnation “Kim Dokja”.]
His dick twitched.
[The constellations are deciding what to do with incarnation “Kim Dokja”.]
…
[A new scenario has been issued.]
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< Hidden-Scenario - UT IMPERIUM >
Difficulty: A
Scenario Details: The constellations will relinquish their control over the affliction of incarnation “Kim Dokja” and give the authority to an anonymous incarnation through a device.
Clear conditions: Destroy the device guarded by the anonymous incarnation.
Compensation: 100,000 coins, removal of current affliction, ???
Penalty: ???
Time limit: 24 hours
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・❥・
Yoo Joonghyuk noticed that Kim Dokja hadn’t been leaving his room lately. Everyone had. It was only natural to notice their leader had gone missing, recieving countless bullshit apologies and reassurances of “I’m just resting” or “I’m a little tired today”. They were sick of it; he was sick of it.
It was ever since that scenario, Yoo Joonghyuk thinks, the one that he had failed. He remembered the look of his usually composed companion’s face flushing as he read the penalty he was given. He’s not entirely sure what it was but he knows it was something embarrassing, something that made him hide from his company. Still, whatever it was, Yoo Joonghyuk was sure it couldn’t be as bad as Kim Dokja thought it was.
He had failed because of Yoo Joonghyuk, he knew that, and it pissed him off to no end.
As his companion, he should help him. No other reason, of course, it was just for the sake of completing future scenarios as efficiently as possible. So he decided to take this matter into his own hands and visit Kim Dokja’s room himself to see what the fuss was about.
He felt his breath stop as he peaked through the crack of the door, stunned at the sight before him.
Kim Dokja’s flushed face contorted in pure pleasure as he rolled his teary eyes back and mewled so horrifically sweet. His clothes clung to the sweat and fluids of his body, pants pulled down just below his round ass and flimsy dick that wouldn’t stop leaking. It’s all so messy, beyond repair, a scene that didn’t fit the usually composed Kim Dokja. His companion was so utterly debauched yet he couldn’t pull his eyes away.
“Hnnnahhh—! Nnnoo- pleashhh, make it—hic— stop~!” Kim Dokja cried wantonly.
Yoo Joonghyuk could only stare wordlessly, his hands faintly shake and his teeth gnash at the overwhelming emotions of nauseating horror and morbid arousal. His companion’s cries shouldn’t have been so tantalising.
He almost wants to watch his companion cry until he can’t anymore but he catches himself in the thought; he’d never lower himself to the constellations, who were nothing but voyeurists getting off on other people’s misery.
So, with his tail between his legs, he ignored the feeling of his pants rubbing against his constrained cock and left quietly.
…
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< Hidden-Scenario - UT IMPERIUM >
Difficulty: B
Scenario Details: The constellations will relinquish their control over the affliction of incarnation “Kim Dokja” and give the authority to incarnation “Yoo Joonghyuk” through a device.
Clear conditions: Guard the device from incarnation “Kim Dokja”.
Compensation: 200,000 coins, ???
Penalty: Loss of device, ???
Time limit: 24 hours
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When Yoo Joonghyuk returned to his room he found a scenario waiting for him. The so called ‘device’ in question was a small pink remote with a gauge controlling some kind of intensity. Right now, it was pointed at zero.
His first thought was to immediately relinquish the perverted contraption to Kim Dokja and never speak of it again, but… when would he get a chance like this again? A morbid excitement ran through his veins as he began to ponder that amount of control he now had over his companion.
No, this was wrong— beyond perverted. His eyebrows furrowed, but on the other hand it would be useful in keeping his companion in check.
He thought back to the previous sight, it was better him than some other constellations right? Even if he gave the device away, what would happen to Kim Dokja? It was better that he had the control and not some sadistic being above.
It was to prevent him from sacrificing himself, he reasoned, not any hedonistic reason.
[The constellation “Demonic Judge of Fire” wonders what incarnation “Yoo Joonghyuk” will do.]
He felt nauseous; desperately trying to suppress the horrifying arousal arising.
Yoo Joonghyuk didn’t touch the device since he had received it. It laid shoved deep down his coat pocket and out of his mind. Despite his many crimes against humanity, he wasn’t the kind of person to give into temporary pleasure; they were facing an apocalypse.
He had no intention of ever using the device. Ever. Because he was better than that. He would never stoop so low as that- to be consumed in the same voyeuristic tendencies as the sadistic constellation he detested.
Never. It was in his coat pocket and hadn’t been touched for days and it was going to stay there. He would never even think of it.
…
…He was not debating the pros and cons in his head as to whether or not to use the damned device. The cons far outweighed the pros obviously.
So why was he so tempted to use it? Why didn’t he just give it to his companion and go back to his usual routine.
The memory of his exposed companion flashed in his mind.
Yoo Joonghyuk sighed as he glared at the sky; regressing would be better than whatever this was.
[The constellations are frustrated with Yoo Joonghyuk’s inaction.]
“Joonghyuk-ah, what are you doing?” A annoyingly melodic voice called for him.
“Kim Dokja.” He scowled. The personification of his misfortune and the current dilemma on his mind.
“You’ll get wrinkles if you frown too much… and your face is all you really have so maybe you should— hey!” Kim Dokja narrowly dodged the potted plant being thrown in his direction. “Bastard…” He grumbled.
It was good that he was able to return his companion. He doesn’t regret that decision but he was still unsure whether to just give him the device. It could be good leverage to knock him down a few pegs.
No other reason, of course.
It’s not like he’d ever use it otherwise.
This was really for the greater good.
Yes.
It was perfectly reasonable for him to keep the device.
It was fine.
“So I was thinking,” Kim Dokja smiled, which he learnt was a bad omen, “that maybe we could do a scenario together.”
“It was only four days ago you were so sick you had refused to leave your room and now you want to do a scenario?” Yoo Joonghyuk sighed. “Didn’t you fail the previous scenario as well?”
“Let’s not think about that.” Kim Dokja cringed at his last sentence, “There’s a scenario with an A-ranked difficulty—“
“Absolutely not.” Yoo Joonghyuk cut him off.
“What? Why not? It could give us more ingredients to create more Life and Death Pills and give us a good amount of coins.”
“And if you fail?”
“It’s not the same as the last scenario.”
“You were bedridden for a while.” Yoo Joonghyuk stared at Kim Dokja.
“It’s like not that. It’s just… well, I can come back even if I fail.” Kim Dokja averted his gaze. The scenario’s fatal penalty was left unsaid.
“You’re not planning on dying by yourself again, are you?” He scowled.
“It’s not that big of a deal.” He smiled again.
“I don’t want to attend another funeral.” Yoo Joonghyuk frowned.
“I thought by now you’d learn not to host anymore for me.” He joked.
“…”
“Yoo Joonghyuk?”
Yoo Joonghyuk was uncharacteristically quiet, taking a long pause before responding bitterly, “…Fine. Do the scenario.”
“Are you coming?” Kim Dokja asked quietly.
“Yes.”
・❥・
He hadn’t meant to say it like that.
Kim Dokja knew that what he said was wrong, he could see the hurt in Yoo Joonghyuk’s eyes the moment it slipped his tongue. He was just concerned for him. Why would he say that? It was stupid. He was stupid.
[The fourth wall is stabilising your emotions!]
It’s fine. The rewards outweighed the penalty anyway. He picked up [Unbreakable Faith], It was an easy and quick scenario so—
His eyes snapped wide when he felt a quiet vibration coming from his backside, dropping his sword.
He had forgotten about the other sub-scenario.
“Mmngh-!?” The vibrations quickly became more intense, sitting snugly against his prostate. He felt his legs lose strength as his knees buck from the pure intensity.
“Were you ever going to tell anyone about the device inside of you?” A new voice entered the room.
“Yoo Joonghyuk—-ah-! What are you saying?” Kim Dokja looked up at him with teary eyes.
“Do I need to repeat myself?” His expression darkened.
“I just— it’s not something I’d want to share… this— this kind of thing is— haah-!!” Kim Dokja felt tears spilling from his eyes.
“You didn’t tell me anything.” Yoo Joonghyuk moved towards him like a hunter after his prey. From the corner of his eye he could see a small remote in Yoo Joonghyuk’s hand. So this is how it was, he could almost laugh.
[The fourth wall is stabilising your emotions!]
“Is this your fetish, Joonghyuk-ah?” He sneered as he felt his face being lifted from his chin.
“No, but I can see how it could be appealing.” He simply turned the intensity up.
“Wha-What is someone like you doing with something like that?” He felt himself losing what little composure he had.
“It wasn’t by choice.” Yoo Joonghyuk replied.
“So why didn’t you give it to me?” Kim Dokja frowned.
“Because the company cares— because I care for your well-being. I don’t want you to die.”
[The fourth wall is shaking.]
“I’m sorry, Yoo Joonghyuk.” Kim Dokja spoke quietly.
・❥・
“Joonghyuk-ah!” Kim Dokja cried. Yoo Joonghyuk clicked a button, and the vibrator hummed back to life.
He took a bottle of lube, lazily shoving the top into the soft entrance and squeezing. Kim Dokja wailed as he felt the cold lube overflowing from his hole.
Yoo Joonghyuk took two fingers inside Kim Dokja, stretching him wide enough to fit three fingers, then four. Kim Dokja was a crying mess as he felt his insides adjust to Yoo Joonghyuk’s thick and rough fingers, twitching at the way the rough calluses felt against his inner walls.
“Please…” Kim Dokja whined, not completely sure whether he was begging to stop or to continue.
Kim Dokja yelped as he was flipped over, ass in the air and face in buried in the pillow beneath him. The curved arch of his back was a tantalising sight; Yoo Joonghyuk was entranced in every little sound and visual.
He wanted more, he wanted to hear more of Kim Dokja, see what kind of expressions he could make. He wanted to break Kim Dokja.
He turned the intensity of the vibrator down as he traced the tip of his cock around the pink furl of the other’s hole, teasing the impatient man below him. Every whine and squirm only served to fuel his desire to make his lovely companion cry.
“Yoo Joonghyuk, I swear to god if you don’t— haaagh~!” Kim Dokja screamed as he felt his insides stretch impossibly wide.
Yoo Joonghyuk had thrusted in all at once, filling his insides. The vibrator is still lodged deep inside him, kissing the velvety walls of his insides, though vibrating at a low intensity. He moved his hand down to Kim Dokja abdomen to change positions again, only to feel a little bump outlining his cock.
Yoo Joonghyuk flipped Kim Dokja around. Teary eyes, threatening to spill, stared up at him with quivering pink lips and flushed cheeks. The angry glare was more of a pout, with the way his wet eyes still looked at Yoo Joonghyuk as if he had hung the stars just for him. The sweat and other bodily fluids accompanied by the flush that spread throughout his body made him look aglow, his soft hair spread around him like a halo; he looked like salvation personified.
He was disgustingly pretty and Yoo Joonghyuk couldn’t pull his eyes away from him.
“Hhaah!!?” Kim Dokja gasped loudly, his body arching forward as he's filled with cock each thrust pushing the vibrator deeper against his prostate, his own hard length twitching between them, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable as Yoo Joonghyuk continues to fuck him relentlessly.
“Aghh—!” With stars in his eyes, Kim Dokja moaned wantonly as his orgasm rips through him, a line of cum splurt onto his chest and face. Yoo Joonghyuk gently wiped the white off his face with his thumb.
He watched his companion’s eyes roll back as he was pounded roughly with a symphony of “ah-ah-ahs”. His stomach was distended with a bump, inflating and deflating to the rhythm of thrusts, with every thrust pushing the vibrations in deeper. He was continuously pounded, quick and deep, for what felt like forever.
”J—Joonghyuk..!” Kim Dokja mewled.
Finally he felt something squirt inside him, and the cock pulled out. Leaving him a mess. Cum dripped out of his hole and onto the sheets.
“Hhngh-!?” Only to be messily shoved back in, with Yoo Joonghyuk regaining his erection quickly and thrusting his entire length in. “No no no- I just— ah- came! Pleashh- I wanna rest~!!” Kim Dokja whined.
Kim Dokja sagged, clinging onto Yoo Joonghyuk like a lifeline. His arms wrapped around Kim Dokja’s waist, grounding him as he could only lay there and take it.
“It’s too much!!” Kim Dokja sobbed.
“It’s not enough.” Yoo Joonghyuk grunted as he turned up the vibrator’s intensity. Kim Dokja tried to squirm away from the overwhelming pleasure nestled inside of him.
Kim Dokja sobbed harder, tears and drool freely falling down his face as he buried his head into Yoo Joonghyuk’s chest. Yoo Joonghyuk rubbed his waist softly and kissed his forehead, almost comforting him.
Still, his cries fell on deaf ears, as Yoo Joonghyuk kept thrusting and thrusting. The room filled with lewd squelches from the sheer amount of lube and cum in his hole, echoing with his keens.
Yoo Joonghyuk bent him in half, into a mating press, leaving Kim Dokja no room for resistance. His body was on fire, as his cocklet twitched pathetically, secreting clear liquid. He was thoroughly fucked out.
Yoo Joonghyuk slowed down and turned the intensity down to a low hum.
“Joonghyuk-ah…” Kim Dokja mumbled weakly. “Take it out please…”
“Why should I?” Yoo Joonghyuk scowled.
“Please…” Kim Dokja buried his head further into Yoo Joonghyuk’s chest, trying to avoid his hungry gaze. “I just… I want to feel you. Only you.”
Yoo Joonghyuk’s thrusts halted to a stop.
“Okay.” His voice was soft as he handed the remote to Kim Dokja’s trembling hand, feeling as it disappeared into the smaller palm. He held his companion’s hand firmly.
The ding of the scenario penalty went off. 20000 coins was deducted from his balance and the buzzing inside Kim Dokja quickly ceased.
Yoo Joonghyuk pulled him into a sweet kiss.