Dying In Real Life Is Another Way To Play

"What?!?" Zhan Shan exclaimed as he was taken aback by the sudden turn of events.

"Ow!" Titiana cried out as her head hit the cavern floor when he moved his body away from their embrace.

"H-how is that p-possible? S-so fast?" he asked.

"I d-don't know... it just s-showed up in my interface with an i-incubation period..." she stammered while feeling shunned.

"C-could it be possible that your interface is broken?" he asked again to verify.

"W-well, if y-you don't want it, I can just lose it... T-there's an abort option here..." as she said that she closed her eyes.

"....."

When Zhang Shan saw this, he was was dumbstruck, he held her by the shoulders and shook her intensely.

"N-no! Don't! Open your eyes NOW!!!" he yelled.

When Titiana heard this she opened her eyes.

"O-okay... I-I'll keep it..." she said softly.

"Great!" he gasped in relief. "Let's try to dress up first and find out where we are." he said calmly trying to change the subject.

"Un" Titiana nodded with approval and then asked. "By the way, do you want to see it?" she asked.

"See what?" he replied.

"This..." as Titiana answered, she kissed his lips and closed her eyes.

As Zhang Shan felt her soft lips against his, he closed his eyes as well.

*Ding*

User: Titiana

Title: (Unadorned)Racial Queen

Race: Demon

Class: Royalty

Level: 100

Resonance: 100%

Strength: 2653

Vitality: ????

Intelligence: 2842

Dexterity: 2984

Agility: 3881

Wisdom: 4786

Co stitution: ????

Skills: Innate Abyssmal Vision, Un-armed Mastery (Max), Magical Immunity, Maternal Instinct

Abilities: (Un-named), Blood Arts Summoning, Progenitors Fury

Genes: Terran, Demonkind, Draka

Insatiability: 0%

Waste: 0%

Carnality: 20%

Procreation: 4786%

Propagation: Yes (incubation period: 30 days 16 hours 23 minutes)(Abort: Yes/No)

Propagation: Yes (incubation period: 30 days 10 hours 15 minutes)(Abort: Yes/No)

Propagation: Yes (incubation period: 30 days 4 hours 33 minutes)(Abort: Yes/No)

Propagation: Yes (incubation period: 29 days 23 hours 45 minutes) (Abort: Yes/No)

As Zhang Shan saw her interface he was astonished as he opened his eyes. She looked at Titiana with his mouth agape.

"Did you see it?" she asked joyfully.

"....."

"....."

"....."

"Hey... Zhang Shan?... Are you okay?" she asked while looking at him.

Zhang Shan was frozen as if he was a statue.

"Hey!"

*Slap*

Titiana slapped him on the cheek since he wasn't responding. Zhang Shan tumbled a bit and got back to his senses as he touched his throbbing cheeks.

"Ouch!" he snapped out of his daze.

"You're not pregnant!" he said

"You're pregnant A LOT!!!" he added.

"I know right!" she smiled mockingly while touching her belly

"C-couldn't you maybe l-lose the others and leave one i-instead?" he asked in a pleading manner.

"No! since you agreed earlier, you can't back off from your words!" she said in a dominant manner.

Zhang Shan was perplexed as he imagined little demons tumbling about in a months time. He saw himself changing little demon diapers in his mind.

"As you were saying, let's dress up and find out where we are." she said commandingly, trying to change the subject as she stood up.

As the two finished dressing themselves up, they moved about the cave until they saw the exit and came out.

What greeted them was a vast expanse of wilderness. Abundant trees with little to no sunlight touched the forest floor. There was deafening silence all around them. Seeing this, the two walked a bit and headed forward after deciding a direction to take.

When Titiana got bored of the walking process she signalled Zhang Shan to follow her as she disappeared while leaving a sonic boom, as this happened, Zhang Shan saw her move in slow motion and followed immediately. He noticed that when he moved in this pace, he can move much, much faster than her.

*BBBOOOOOOOMMMMMM*

*BBBOOOOOOOMMMMMM*

*BBBOOOOOOOMMMMMM*

Every thousand meters or so, they would drop to the ground due to the loss of momentum and disappeared again as they moved further forward.

...

A bald fat old man dressed in what looked like a middle eastern attire, was pacing back and forth in a room which resembled a medieval castle. Two armored sentries holding spears were guarding by the wooden door seemingly unaffected by the old man's impatience. Suddenly, the doors opened a bit as a man in a squire's attire entered.

"Mr. Wahab Shaif, his majesty the king will now see you." as he said this he bowed a bit and gestured to follow him.

"Thank goodness, I thought I'll have to wait a bit longer." Wahab Shaif replied.

They passed through a carpeted hallway lined with armored sentries on both sides like the ones in the room, these sentries are positioned in specific intervals every few meters. Looking around, the walls are decorated with different lavish paintings and sculptures of different n.a.k.e.d women. As they reached the end of the hallway two sentries standing guard on both sides opened the door systematically. As the doors opened Wahab Saif saw a luxuriously decorated throne room with the same motif as the hallway.

In the far middle end of the room, three marble thrones can be seen, the one in the middle was positioned bit higher than the others, while six sentries were stationed on both sides of the carpeted path, around the room about 20-30 sentries were standing on guard.

A glamorus looking middle-aged lady, wearing a bluish venetian clothing was seated at the right side, while a young boy that seemed to be in his early childhood was wearing a similar violet clothing. An old man the who seemed to be in his late a.d.u.l.thood was sitting right in the middle wearing a yellow venetian attire and his head was adorned with a circular crown which seemed to be made of gold jade.

"Your Majesty the great King of Sylvannas, Harloch Alar the third." the squire introduced the old man seated in the middle throne.

Harloch Alar the third, gestured the squire to move outside, the squire bowed and walked backwards for a few steps before turning around and left.

"Saif, I believe you have sometging of utmost importance to show me?" the old man said in a low and raspy voice.

"Yes your majesty, please take a look at what one of the immortal foreigners have shown me." he bowed and kneeled as he said this and reached for his pockets. When he took out his hands, a small wooden box the size of his palm was presented with both hands as he slowly opened it in front of him facing the King.

When the King saw this he slowly rose from his seat and climbed down from his throne and pedestal while slowly moving forward to the seemingly familiar item in front of him.

As the King got closer, he reached out his hand as he took the item inside the box which looked like bluish meat. Afterwards, he slowly place it near his nose to smell it and then started pinching it like a rubber ball. seemingly not contented, he placed his tongue out to lick it.

"Father!" the middle-aged lady shouted as she saw this scene.

His majesty, Harloch Alar the third gestured her to stay put.

"Grandfather, what is it?" the young boy asked curiosly.

This time, his majesty gestured the boy to stay silent and as he did, he threw the meat in his mouth and started chewing on it like snacks.

"....."

After a few breaths, he gestured one of the sentries to come near him.

The guard imediately moved forward and kneeled and bowed in front of him with his spear placed on the ground and his left hand crumpled into a fist as he placed it near his heart.

The sentry, feeling that no order was given slowly raised his head as he checked the king.

The king opened his mouth a bit and showed his teeth holding the chewed up meat.

The guard seeing this slowly rose up and reached to the Kings mouth as he tried to remove the meat with his right hands index and thumb fingers.

Seeing this action, the king was startled and immediately moved back as he struck the guards right hand downwards with his left hand and whacked the guards left side of the head with his right hand.

*Peng*

The guard stumbled a bit to the right as he immediately tried to balance himself, with a confused look, he stared at the king. And as he did, he saw the King making muffling noises and then gestured as if trying to beg for alms with both of his hands repeatedly in a shaky manner due to anger.

When the guard saw this, he immediately went back to his position, bowed and kneeled while offering both of his hands, shaking and apologizing profusely.

*Ptooey*

As the king spat out the meat, he angrily said "Imbecile! get back to your post before I order you to hang!"

Hearing this, the guard thanked the king and clamored to get back up as he walk backwards and turned to return to his position, inwardly he sighed a sound of relief for his majesty showing leniency for his blunder.

"Ha!ha!ha! That was truly entertaining grandfather!" the young boy giggled loudly

"Shhhh!" her mother scolded him and gestured to hush.

The King smiled at the boy and then composed himself again, beeming the aura of royalty as he turned back to Wahab Saif and spoke.

"That was the meat of a "Ratu Al Draka" nearing the end of it's life... Most likely it has already given birth..."

"Thank you for confirming your majesty, I have presumed the same upon my initial investigation..." he replied as he continued to kneel and bow.

The king nodded in response as he started pacing to the left and right contemplating, in a just a few steps he suddenly stopped and with his eyes enlarged as he realized something from what Wahab Saif had said.

He immediately started to place his tounge out and started wiping it with the sleeves of his clothes, accompanied with spitting sounds.

*Haaaakkk* *Ptooey* *Ptooey**Ptooey*

When Wahab Saif saw this he immediately spoke.

"N-no my king, you may have misundertood what I have said... I merely looked at it and deduced from the information detailed by the "Book of Atrusca" he spoked fast and without pause to clear things up.

Hearing this the King paused what he was doing and feigned as if nothing happened.

"I knew that!.... I was only removing the left over taste" he said in response, though his faced betrayed his lie.

" He!he!h-.." the young boy started to giggle again but stopped abruptly as he saw her mother reprimanding her with a parents glare.

After glaring at his son, she looked at his father and asked.

"Father, what was that?"

Her father looked at her worriedly as he spoke. "Mirlana, it seems our thousands of years of peace will be once again embroiled by war..."

Mirlana gasped as she continued to ask.

"Is it because of the "Ratu Al Draka's" return from the abyss?"

Harloch Alar the third walked towards the young boy as he started to c.a.r.e.s.s his hair and patted his head worriyingly.

"No... it's actually far more fearsome than them... It's what actually comes after that..."

He paused as he slowly looked at her daughter and shook his head sideways.

"What worries me the most is the return of their masters..." he said.

The young boy perked up with excitement as he said. " Grandfather! I know that!"

"Yes you do my child... it's only written in our royal library as it is the darkest and most shameful wound of our country and race that we had to remove it from our history..." he added

The king perked up a bit and starightened his back as he exhuded a domineering Golden Aura. "This bones of mine may be old... but there is still a fight left in them..."

He gazed at his daugther"Mirlana, be my voice to the other Kingdoms... take my ring and ask for their assistance... rejection of the call is not an option and they know this... "

"Inform the allied nations that the ancient heathens of the old are back..." he ordered one of his guards

"Wahab Saif, we may need you help once more, go to the immortal foreigners as well, we need all the help we can get... find their emmisary to start an alliance..."

He continued with a deep and lively voice as he gazed blankly far away.

"We must prepare for war... the scourge of the royal demonkind is upon us."