It's been a month already. I've been bored for that entire time, as most of my day goes by without much to do other than appreciate the noises the birds make now and then. Martigan keeps raping me twice a day, every day, and honestly, without much else to do, I've even started to look forward to that stimulation; otherwise, I would go mentality insane.

  Something is off about my body. However, it started last night when I felt the urge to vomit out of nowhere, but since I hadn't eaten in weeks, nothing more than stomach acid came out. I know full well what that could be, but I refuse to believe it has happened. I mean, what else could it be, right?

  You're probably thinking the same as well. This damn bastard might've got me pregnant, and I doubt it wasn't intentional. Martigan probably assumes I will become docile and obedient with his kid growing inside me, which leads me to think he knows full well what he has been doing, damn bastard.

  If I were to look at my life from an outsider's perspective, this life has not been much better than my previous one. Yet, in that department, you'd be wrong. Sure, I'm not exactly having the time of my life in this reincarnation, but even if I were to die, I now know of a powerful technique to kickstart things with in my next try, so it's not all bad.

  Thanks to Buster, I also know how to hunt and make weapons with nothing but sticks and rocks, so my knowledge has expanded even if I have found myself with the misfortune of becoming someone's toy again. The good news is that at least this time, it wasn't my own damn father that sold me into the sexual assault, so make that what you will.

  If I escape from this torture from Martigan, I seriously start doubting I will ever trust men ever again. How ironic; it only took me a couple of months from going into the mentality of a horny man to that of a traumatized girl who has been raped and abused, but can you blame me?

  I know that all of this is just some part of that Goddess's entertainment and that I have just encountered a couple of bad apple-guys, but Jesus, could someone just give me a break? I am resilient, and yet even I am starting to crack in the face of injustice, especially when there's nothing I can do.

  My KP energy is slowly coming back, and I am growing eager to try and use it. I might even trust that it will be enough to regenerate at least one of my eyes since it seems to have a small healing factor as well. Man, this is boring! I've got nothing to do, unlike those protagonists that would be exploring their skill trees and shit! I can't do that here! It's just complete darkness!

  Thinking about my situation really makes me appreciate Senku's resilience for thousands of years just to sit there and count seconds; man, I could not do that shit for more than a day! With all this free time, I've even begun to wonder about my past life before arriving in this bizarre world.

  This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author's work.

  What did my family do after they found my dead naked body with my right hand on my dick? Did they all laugh about it, or did they feel disgusted? I hope I never get to find the answer to that question because it would hurt me more than the damage I've endured in this life.

  I also hope my old folks didn't get to stop around my stuff too much since I had a bunch of embarrassing stuff hidden in my room; oh man, why did I start thinking about it? My Search history and all my porn accounts were still logged in when I died! I never canceled that subscription on my mom's credit card, either! SHIT! If I die and someone finds them, Mom will want to murder me back to hell.

  {Door opening}

  Uh? A door opened? Is that Martigan? Where the hell are we, anyway? The place I've been roaming all day feels like a bed of some sort, but I'm not sure. "Ugh! What a pain! Everyone is looking for me, all thanks to your little friend bastard who told everyone about me. But it's all good now, isn't it, baby?" Martigan says as he finally removes the muzzle over my mouth.

  "I'm not feeling well. Can you please feed me some blood? I'm starving." I pleaded with Martigan right away since that was one of my main concerns; I'd never been without blood consumption for this long, and since it was like water, food, and nutrition for me, not having it was probably going to kill me.

  "Pst! Right! Give you blood so you can regenerate, and then try something funny? I don't think so." Martigan responds with his usual cold tone. "Please, I'm really hungry. I've not been feeling well all day. I've been nauseous all day. Please have mercy." My last words seem to catch the attention of my captor as he finally responds.

  "Nauseous? Did you say Nausea?" Martigan asks me. Yes, I feel like vomiting now and then. I've also gotten incredibly hungry." Martigan slightly laughs as I tell him this, finally agreeing to help me out for once. "If that's the case, then I suppose I can give you some blood. I don't want a weak offspring after all."

  I knew it well myself. I had already assumed it was a pregnancy affecting me, but to not sound suspicious since I am supposed to be the naive girl, I tried to put up an act like I had no idea about what that meant. It would be too suspicious if I didn't act freaked out about it.

  "Weak offspring? What do you mean by that? I don't understand." I say to Martigan, who quickly places his mouth next to my left ear just to tell me the news in a more precise way for a supposed naive girl. "I mean that you'll be having my children in a couple of months from now; even if you get rid of me, that kid you'll give birth to will always remind you of me even after you kill me if you ever do."

  Goddamn, this guy was a freak! I am sure even the most psychopathic of psychos would get freaked out by this guy's evil nature! In all honesty, I prefer it's me taking this torture from hell from this guy than some random poor innocent girl cause I can at least deal with it, but for all he knows, I am that innocent little girl!

  This damn bastard! I have to get rid of him for the good of the world! Even I can't let such a piece of shit roam around after knowing what he is willing to do to innocent little teenage girls just to traumatize them for life. I am not a hero or anything, but inaction would make me nothing more than a coward. At this point, I must find a way to outsmart him and pronto!

  "I'll be having your children? What do you mean by that?" I finally respond to him, making the guy laugh with such a maniacal tone it gives me goosebumps. "What? Mama never told you? That's how babies are made; you're about to have babies! My BABIES! You should be happy. A powerful, merciful man like me is the one who got you pregnant!"