Necromancer rampaging through the Realms

The next day, a red-haired woman in her mid-thirties stood at the window, silently watching the sunset. Her red pupils looked extremely mesmerizing as she stared over the horizon deep in thought.

Unable to take some rest for the whole day she found herself overly restless today. Darlene very well knew the reason and yet refused to acknowledge the same. 

"Am I doing the right thing?" For someone who had hated the entirety of the male gender with all the passion in the world. It was truly new dawn to be allowing a young boy to get so far with her.

"No.. Aron is different.. He is untainted from the filth in this world. He is my light." No matter how stubborn she was, the fact that her life was not the same was the truth. Instead of living most of her day somber, nowadays she would find herself smiling more often.

The sudden change in personality can't be ignored. The boy had induced a change in her that Darlene never knew was possible. Did this happen because Aron was too young to invoke her aversion? There was definitely a possibility of that.

If the boy was any older, Darlene would have used the same lens to observe him as she did for the rest of the world. No matter how hard she tried, the smile on his face when she removed her mask was etched in her mind.

She vividly recalled the lack of any kind of concern in his eyes. It was like the boy was genuinely interested in holding a conversation with her, without caring at all about any of her features.

'Why will you hurt me? Ms. Darlene is the kindest person I have known.' His words reverberated in her mind and her stiff lips relaxed. Peering outside the glass pane, she can simultaneously see a transparent visage of herself.

Finally, her hands reached up to her face and with a stretched sigh, got rid of the mask covering the part of her face she had kept hidden for so long that it had become muscle memory for her. 

Her finger swept her curly hair behind her ear, giving her an unrestrained view of her face. Who was she kidding? She still looked just as hideous. 'You look beautiful, Ms. Darlene. Believe me, you don't need to cover it.' It was as if a part of her was trying to cheer her up by bringing the most cherished memories of her to the surface.

*Sigh* Darlene took in a deep breath while massaging her head. "I am thinking too much about it.." Chiding herself for not being able to come to a decision.

Her hands unstrung the dress that hid her body. With a slight tug, the corset fell, revealing a stunning figure. Still face to face with her own reflection, Darlene felt her hands move on their own, gently prodding her well-endowed breasts. 

"Huh.." With a huff, chose to smile back at her reflection in the glass and then take her steps back, making her way into the bathroom. She might as well give the boy what he was promised. He must have worked really hard to ace the exams. Just the fact that her body seems to have been one of the motivations behind his conviction was more than enough for Darlene.

***

"Taa.. daaa.. da.. daa.." At the same time, a boy entered the building, humming a tune silently. He made sure to greet a few guards he had come to befriend along the way, not bothering if he got a reply back or not. 

Aron skipped his way over to Mrs. Darlene's floor joyfully. For sure he was still suffering from the after-effects of the cloud poison, nevertheless, since he was not going to have regular sex with her, he should be out of danger.

 

From what he had determined about his condition, only inserting his little brother into the vagina of a lady invokes traumatic memories. A blowjob should be easy to handle, as he had seen in Ms. Ron's case when he tried and failed to have copulation with her in the medical ward.

Yes, his condition was pathetic to put it lightly, but did he question his decision to save Julia? Not in a million years. That's not how Aron defined himself. If someone was good to him, he had to be good to them in return, that's one of the fundamental lessons his parents taught him. 

After so many years, their faces in his memory have turned blurry, but their words.. he can remember them like it was spoken to him yesterday. 

Also, there was a good chance Julia would not have made it without his help. Enduring a trauma in return for saving a person's life, especially someone who he can call a friend, was well worth it for him.

'Ahh.. let's not think about such depressing things. Today is the day for celebration yeah... Haha..' Giggling in his mind like a kid who was able to manipulate an elder into buying them candy, Aron was about to step onwards when his eyes fell on a familiar door.

Stopping dead in his track, he found himself in a deadlock. "Ahh.. since I am here.. I might as well say hi..?" The self-doubt was a formality. He very well knew what his conscious was going to answer. 

Taking one last look at Mrs. Darlene's door, he chose to turn around and knock at the door closest to him. He patiently waited for the lady of his dreams to open the door. "Ah.. Good evening, Mrs. Yana!" 

Aron felt his breath taken away by the beauty standing at the door. Mrs. Yana was not wearing anything fancy. All she had was an unassuming gown that hid her whole body. Her waterfall-like black hair cascaded along her shoulders. 

At this point, Aron was furiously debating with himself about what was more attractive, hugging Mrs. Yana to sleep or a blowjob from Ms. Darlene. "How long are you going to stare at my face, brat? You think I am having so much free time?" 

Her face was rigid, but Aron can only chuckle stupidly. "Hehe.. Sorry about that, Mrs. Yana. Every time I look at you, you seem to grow even more beautiful. I can't help it." 

Yana just smiled, choosing to categorically ignore his flattery. "I don't recall calling you. So what's up with this call at my door at this time?" Aron knew she was just pulling his leg. As such, he squeezed himself through the doorway, making sure to rub his chest over the two protrusions on hers. 

"I like spending time with you, Mrs. Yana. So, can you please pardon the intrusion?" Yana was a little taken aback by this newfound self-confidence of Aron. Was it only her or the boy had grown up in a matter of weeks? 

"Why does it feel like getting admitted to the academy had filled you up with some gas, kid?" She shut the door behind her, following the boy into her bedroom. 

"It can't be helped. I was extremely tense for the whole of last month. Finally.. I can relax." Yana watched Aron settle on her couch with his arms stretched out. Feeling naughty herself, she went ahead and settled on his thighs, putting her left arm around his neck. 

Aron was shocked out of his wits but he absolutely loved the feeling of her tush on his legs. "Ahem.. thanks for the treat." "Hmph.. how are things spanning out?" 

Yana was just aware as Aron, that there was no particular reason for his visit at all. And that's what she liked about it. Her action of sitting on his lap emboldened the boy to rest his hand on her legs as well as with his other arm around her waist. 

"So far so good. We received a communication from the principal yesterday. We are to be formally introduced into the semester in tomorrow's morning assembly." He explained patiently. This position was so soothing, Aron wanted it to continue all his life.

"That's good. I hope your buddies have had time to explain to you about the functioning of the academy?" Even with the gorgeous woman in his lap, Aron strangely was not at all aroused at the moment. He simply wanted to continue hugging her like this. 

"They did." Their conversation went nowhere with the boy and the lady finding themselves in a stalemate. Both of them found themselves entranced by each other's abyss-like eyes. 

Driven entirely by an adrenaline rush, Aron leaned into and pressed his lips onto Mrs. Yana's. He gently held it against hers, not moving at all. Not wanting to spook her, he didn't push his luck any further. 

Nonetheless, Mrs. Yana seemed to be rather generous today. She gradually sucked his lips into her mouth, starting an all-bets off mouth to mouth. Aron found the opportunity to crawl his hand over to her breasts, kneading them ever so slightly.

With their foreheads touching, Aron and Yana kept kissing each other for minutes in the end. "Haah.. that was good.. looks like you have begun to have daily baths at least." Yana joked to cheer the boy out of the charged-up atmosphere.

"Yeah.. I got my own bath now." *Sniff* *Sniff* Right then Yana took a whiff next to his neck. "Ohh? Is that perfume? My.. my.. are you trying to woo your teacher brat?" 

"Hehe.. I borrowed it." Yana gave a nod and then realized the weight on her bosom. "The kiss is long over, isn't it? Can you release them now?" "Just a little longer.." What she didn't expect was for Aron to flatly refuse her. 

For some reason, Yana just can't be mad about it. Rather, she found herself bursting into a peal of laughter at his request. "Huhh..!" Yana scoffed but found herself helpless against the innocence dripping from his face.

"Anyhow, since you are already here.. let me inform you about that strange skeleton you had summoned." Aron was truly not in the mood to have a serious discussion today, however, we can't ignore this topic. 

"Yeah.. I think you are supposed to study it. Did you discover something?" Yana smiled bitterly as if the boy struck her sore point. "Not much.. apart from the fact that the guy is ancient. There were not many records on creatures like that in our library." 

"Ancient? You mean it has been existing for a very long while and I just happened to be unlucky enough to summon it into our world?" Aron interpreted. 

"Yes. If you look at even the most common skeleton summoning spell, it's more or less dragging creatures of the Nether Realm into the realms of living. The functioning of your spell was the same, but since it was cast with ancient texts, you were able to lock onto a unique skelly." 

Aron can only nod. He more or less had the same idea, but having a senior confirm it was always better. "The ancient text I managed to derive from it is even older than the records with us. So I made a trip to the Royal library as well." 

At this point, Yana was talking more to herself than Aron. The boy was only a passive listener to her. She kept throwing terms after terms and they kept bouncing over Aron's poor little head. Faced with such difficulty, he chose to relish in the sensation of Mrs. Yana's soft boobs. 

"Ufff.. thankfully after extended research I managed to come across a testimony of a person whose case had many similarities with yours." Yana found herself irritated when she noticed the boy had completely lost her and was busy making shapes with her tits. 

*Slap* "You listening?" Angered by his lack of interest, especially after she spent one entire day trying to help his case, she slapped his hands away from her breasts. "No more touching now. You rationed much more than you deserved." 

Though not happy, Aron quickly turned the topic on its head. "Yeah.. I guess you were telling something about the Royal library." A mad Yana looked like she was going to bite him on his face, making the boy laugh in nervousness. 

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