Ch 134 – Hunting a Cheater (R18 Warning)

I silently walked through the hallways of the third floor of the building I was in. The silence of living in a stagnant world only helped to increase my awareness, which is a great advantage with the plan I concocted to kill that space-time rapist bastard. It's involved with a little something called a sniper which I can use to create bullets that moves faster than light, and will instantly cause anybody to evaporate into dust by increasing their personal time-field by a few quintillion times.

Well, it's not that fast, just fast enough to make them turn into dust in less than a nanosecond. Anyways, back in Terra, I've actually just used random stones I picked off the ground to assassinate my targets from far away because even with super speed, I still do have to run the distance I need to explore. So yes, my laziness developed into a useful skill where I can kill a retarded king of a kingdom in the Central Continent while tens of kilometers away, and have Aunt Bella mind fuck them all to incorporate to the United Kingdoms.

While walking through the silent hallways, I could hear the faint sounds of flesh being groped getting louder and louder. Though it is pretty far away considering I have super hearing, so it's still a long way to go.

Now, you must be wondering why I don't just teleport to space and use my space manipulation to put a marker on the cheater and sniped him from there? Well, it just imposes too many risks. Like, speed = distance over time, so even if the bullet was faster than light, the cheater can still potentially dodge it, especially with their absurd luck.

From what my father told me, the most dangerous thing about cheaters was their absurd luck. Avoiding death to them is pretty much a cakewalk, and now I'm going to personally test it myself. It felt exciting to have a new target, one whose luck seems to defy the very heavens.

Well, it is fair to have such high luck if you were to be given a cheat for free. So maybe their base luck was already high, and it was only amplified by gaining their cheat? Like a lottery that increases your already high luck if you win, allowing you to hit the jackpot many more times until your luck increases to oblivion.

Aha, finally here.

As the loud sound of a tongue sucking on some fat milkers was heard, I look at the white-haired boy in the distance molesting my dear ol' teacher. He has white hair, white eyes, a lecherous smile, a hard dick dangling in the air, along with a thin body with no hint of muscle. Ugh, if he didn't have his cheat, he'd be dead meat at any moment, he's more pathetic than an F-Rank hunter.

Welp, no time like the present. Masking my presence once more through my assassination skills, I crouch down on the ground and cock out my sniper. My eyes instantly dilated, enhancing my vision to such a degree that it acts as its own scope, and yes, my sniper has no scope.

Feeling my body turning into that of a killing machine, I halted my breath and aimed at the cheater, who I've finally identified as TIma Fawker, and prepared to shoot the bullet. My gun responds to my thoughts, so I don't need to pull the trigger which only produces unnecessary noise.

In fact, my sniper really isn't even a sniper at this point. Just treat it as a long chunk of metal that can handle shooting out faster than light bullets.

The whole world around me slowed down—though it is already in stopped time—as my thoughts rapidly accelerated. The sniper was then aimed straight at Tima Fawker's head, and the bullet inside it got coated by crimson light.

A silent bang, and the bullet flew through the air, causing it to arrive at Tima Fawker's head in less than a second. And then… He suddenly teleported away just in the nick of time, my eyes widened in shock as I saw him suddenly appear behind the teacher so that he could grope her from behind.

The bullet continued to fly, passing through walls and reaching the vastness of space, leaving behind nothing but a bullet hole through the wall that notifies of its existence.

Is this the absurd luck of cheaters? He just teleported out of nowhere due to his own horniness. Is this the beast that I am playing with? A being who can dodge an FTL bullet unknowingly and coincidentally? I almost shuddered in fear, until it then got replaced by excitement.

Now, this is a challenge I've been looking for! I almost let out my killing intent leak, but I held it in and aimed the gun at him once more.

Using my future sight would probably alert him, though that might not be true considering I don't know the extent of his powers. But it's better to overestimate than underestimate, a saying my father ingrained into my mind to train my caution.

So, with that, I shot another bullet. Another, then another, and another. All of my bullets missed, just barely missing him by less than a centimeter, each bullet aiming for his head which just goes out of the way at just the right time.

But I remained calm and decided to try out a new way of approaching this problem. This plan would alert him of my existence, but it would actually give me a way to finally kill that bastard who was now fucking my teacher in the mouth.

If I can't kill him, why not harm him? Yep, I'm gonna shoot a bullet up that guy's ass and see what happens.

This means I'll have to use an old skill of mine, 'Ricochet Bullet', a bullet that bounces on surfaces to change directions. It involves a lot of training, but I've already mastered it.

And so, no time like the present, Ricochet Bullet!

A crimson bullet flew through the air, targeting the wall right beside Tima Fawker, and…

"AHHH!"

A blood-curdling scream entered my ears like the angelic cries of angels from heaven. It soothed my very soul, as a malicious smile appeared on my face. My killing intent finally leaked out for a moment, alerting Tima Fawker who was profusely bleeding from his asshole.

As I prepared another non-lethal bullet that finally damaged him, I watch as he disappeared and time resumed quickly.

"Tsk," I clicked my tongue, before rewinding the time so that my teacher wouldn't face the trauma of being raped by a time-stopping bastard. Not only that, but the bullets I shot out into space and the bullet holes on the walls quickly disappeared, while I teleported away from the scene of the crime like nothing happened.

Now, as I appeared standing atop the tallest building in Seoul High, I recounted the information I collected. Lethal bullets will never work, non-lethal bullets can still damage him, and Tima Fawker likes to stop time and cave into his horniness.

Hmm, so he'll definitely stop time again to molest an innocent girl or guy, good thing the bullet I lodged into his anus marked him permanently, so that's that. With a tracker in hand and still no way to kill him, I prepared myself for this arduous journey to kill a lucky bastard.

***(Third Person)

The next day.

As Tima Fawker looks around the hallway with scarred but lustful eyes, he waited for a good while and felt nothing wrong was going to happen. Thinking that he was safe, he let out a relieved sigh, 'Phew, it seems like the weird bullet which suddenly appeared from nowhere is gone. I don't recall much because I erased my memory to not get traumatized, but how did a bullet even enter my asshole? Maybe I accidentally teleported it or something? I shouldn't have quickly erased my memories so quickly.'

He assumed that he did it to himself, not thinking that somebody was actually out there to kill him. It truly showed his stupidity.

Smiling lecherously, he waved his arm and the whole world came to a shocking halt. Grinning widely, he walked towards the same teacher he vaguely remembered fucking yesterday and prepared to fuck her senseless again.

Pulling out his young 15 years old dick, he felt it pulsating with heat while he unbuttoned her chest. Her massive badonkas jiggled under his touch, and he gulped lightly, feeling the heat emanating from his core spread throughout.

'Now for the holy land.' Tima Fawker thought to himself and slowly slid down his arm down to her abdomen. Pulling up her skirt lightly, he wondered what underwear the teacher was wearing. Black? Striped? White? Pure? Countless possibilities entered his mind, yet the thing he saw made his mind halt in shock.

There it was, a throbbing cock with many veins, it didn't allow him to think correctly, for he was too shocked to see such a ginormous monster cock out of nowhere. And before he could understand what was happening, the teacher who he thought was stopped in time, suddenly moved with absurd speed, grabbing him from the back and ripping off his pants.

'W-What?!' Tima Fakwer panicked, yet to no avail as he felt a lubed-up dick poking his asshole with haste. He trembled, and the monster fully pierced through his ass like a raging bull.

He cried out loudly, tears welled up in his eyes as a sharp pain assaulted his mind. Not only that, he started to hear the murmurs of the people around him, when the time was supposedly stopped. He opened his eyes and saw his fellow students glancing at him getting fucked with shocked eyes.

Many took out their phones to record him, while he heard his teacher's voice call out to him, "Are you surprised by your teacher's monster cock, Tima? Well, this is only the beginning!"

As he felt the monster cock of his teacher drill into him relentlessly, he slowly felt the pain turn into pleasure. It felt wrong but it felt so good, he could already feel his deck welling up and throbbing, waiting for him to release his semen.

"I-I'm cumming!" TIma Fawker cried out, and an explosion of white milk erupted from his small volcano. Not only that, he could feel a gooey substance gush into his insides, causing his eyes to roll to the back of his head in pleasure.

'It's so warm!' He felt surreal at the pleasure he was experiencing, and yet, he widened his eyes to see his teacher continuously railing him, her dick still as hard as diamond like before.

'N-No! Please stop! I've already cum- Ahhh~!' As pleasure assaulted him, he released his second load once more. His mind was already breaking at this point, and he was raised to the air to be fucked by his teacher.

From lying on the ground to being pounded while desperately clinging to his teacher using his already weak legs, many positions were introduced while he cummed relentlessly.

But, this was all just a dream created by yours truly!

Damn, Tima is leaking lots of cum at this point! And at this point, I feel like I can't fuck him no more!

Why am I fucking him, exactly? Well, it's a stupid experiment where I thought I'll fuck him in real life until he dies, and it's surprisingly working! I've been fucking him for so many days at this point, and his body is already devoid of nutrients.

Why is this working? I don't know, I guess it doesn't really impose against his personal will, and just like in Chinese novels where the mc wants to experience blood-curdling pain to grow stronger, Tima Fawker is letting himself get fucked to death by me with consent.

Gasp! Does mutual Consent mean I can kill cheaters?! Or maybe it's because it is letting him grow stronger by strengthening his mind? It is pretty inefficient, but oh well, as long as it works.

"Tima Fawker, you little slut! How many days more do I have to fuck you till you die?!" I cried out and busted my 1000th load. Anyways, this is probably gonna go on for a few more days as his body is subconsciously trying to live by using his cheat to rewind his body, but once I fuck him senseless enough in his dreams and in the real world, his death would be inevitable.

Sigh, only a few thousand more rounds to go!

AN: This chapter has 2108 words.

KAKAKAKAKA! Fear me and my sexual frustrations from not busting a nut for 5 days or something, it's definitely more than 4 days already. Do you know the frustration it makes me suffer to not be able to fap?! What better way to release pent up stress by writing both futa and gay porn! Kekekekeke! The true villain here is me! I'm the Final Boss of this fic's multiverse!

Future author here... Uh, yeah... Fuck you guys, you better hope I'm not horny while writing and the plot could luckily use sex as a plot point. And yes, there'd be gay sex later. Anyways, I already relapsed and coincidentally, it's also the 5th day since I coomed myself to oblivion.

(August 25, 2022 – 274th day of writing)