Getting reborn: I will make a harem this time.-Chapter 41: Am I a grown man or a narcissist?

I arrived in front of mother after Setsuna left.

Mother placed her hands below my cheeks, looing at me lovingly, she said, "I am amazed."

She praised me. Even i would praise myself after defeating that beast.

My gaze also softened looking at her, but I did not say anything.

We kept on looking at each other.

And after a while of that, mother turned her focus away and said,

"Let’s go inside, I have chosen a outfit for you for your awakening tomorrow."

Saying that, she held my hand and pulled me over.

I didn’t resist and followed behind her.

Reaching that same room, that i have lived for more than 10 years now, she stopped.

Turing around, she looked me in eyes and said, "Go and fresh up first, I will take out your outfit for you."

She happily turned away and looked inside the closet.

Without saying anything, i walked inside the bathroom.

Taking off my clothes, I tossed them inside the basket and stood there naked.

Then looking at myself I the mirror, many different memories resurfaced before me.

Most of them... I will consider them bad if I compare them with the memories I currently hold.

During my time as the demon king... I never had anyone with me.

Rising from the slums, I might have killed a lot of people, many beasts... I cannot even count them.

From a powerless and weak boy, who transmigrated here without possessing a mana core... I had to strive for my living.

Even though, I got strength, crawling out from my weak self but I was forever alone.

It didn’t bother me at that time. Maybe because that was my reality. A new world, new people, new things, there wasn’t anything that was mine nor people that I could call mine.

I was all alone.

Maybe if I had tried, I could have made some friends, but the way I was... the way they thought of me. I was destined to be alone.

And being alone, I reached the peak of this world. But I always felt that, it wasn’t the end, there was a realm or many realms higher than just rank 8.

It was then, I got the news of a prophecy...

She will be the key in opening the path of ascension.

About a girl who will be the key in opeinh the path of ascension for us.

I never truly believed that at first, but I still wanted to see if that will be true or not. So I went inside the rune...

It was the prophecy said by the holy mother.

Not only the other rank 8 mages and knights, almost all the influential people arrived there inside the ruin, even the hero.

After a very long battle of 8 seconds, I arrived victorious. The only one who dared to confront me was the grand elder of the dragon race.

None other had the guts to face me.

There she was locked, captured inside a glass like coffin.

She was Setsuna.

At first, it was only a curiosity of mine. I was alone, surrounded by only my undead army.

I kept her with me only for my own amusement.

But with time our bond increased, I began to feel attachments towards her, but never showed them.

I knew that i will one day be attacked by all the other nations with their most high ranking individuals, and if I showed my emotions for her, she will be inflicted in that chaos as well.

Even when I knew she was openly showing her feelings for him, I never responded back.

But I never expected that she will be targeted because of me.

She was captured and kidnapped.

I became enraged and felt the guilt of throwing her into my mess.

My fear turned out to be real.

It angered me so much that without a second thought, I marched my undead army to battle against anyone that comes in my path.

It was the most devastating battle. Even without their choices, almost all the nations participated in that war.

And my life ended there.

Looking back on it, this life feels like a dream.

Maybe I would have still lived as demon king if Setsuna never entered my life. But if she hadn’t then I would have been all alone forever.

But now, i do nor have to worry about that. Even when I return home, there are people waiting for me.

What more could a man ask for?

So this is what being grown up feels like? I sound like a really old man right now, when I am just 10 years old in others eye.

But I look nowhere similar to a 10 year old.

I am an full grown adult already.

Long thick white hairs, and piercing blue eyes... dude, I am handsome.

I am already 6 foot tall, a little over that at 6.3, a chiseled body and fine muscles.

I can’t get enough of flexing these muscles. They aren’t too bulky, but not small either.

I would call this craft of mine that I have crafted for whole 10 years, a perfect masterpiece... a immaculate body.

Am I a narcissist for feeling that way about me?

But I cannot say I am wrong.

I really feel like a lady killer right now.

Even my little brother... it has turned into a little dragon.

It is already over 9 inches when it is awake.

After flexing my muscles a bit longer, it was finally time to take the bath.

I turned the shower on and cleaned all the swear and dirt that was on my body.

After I was done, I turned the shower off and walked out from the bathroom, only wrapping myself with a towel.

A big buldge was clearly visible on the towel.

Mother had already took out the outfit for me.

Seeing me come out, she turned to look at me, holding a deep black cloak with purple linings and dark blue stones around it, with a similar coloured pants.

It looked good, but it was emanating with mana as well. So they are more likely protective suits than just clothes.

She swiftly approached me, still carrying the clothes on her hands and handed them down to me.

Her face was more cheerful than ever. To be honest, i do not think I have ever seen her more cheerful and happy before.

I looked down at her beautiful face, a few different emotions rose inside me.

To be honest, i couldn’t even focus my eyes on the dress that she held.

All of my attention was on her.

Then without a care, I wrapped my hand around her slender waist and pulled her closer to me.

Her gaze fluttered for a bit stopping at my eyes at the end.

I pulled her even closer to me, lifting her up a little, I leaned down and took her lips into mine.

The dress fell down from her hand, she closed her eyes and kissed me back.

I wrapped both of my hands on her waist, my hands slipped down a little, reaching her soft and perky butts.

I pulled her up even more, making her tiptoe on her foot.

She gracefully wrapped her hands around my neck, while our tongues fought the battle of dominance with each other.

It felt good... fulfilling.

Her soft tongue wrapped around mine, her little and light body trying hardest to not fall down again, but as everytime, she lost again and faced the onslaught of my tongue.

My hands also couldn’t stay idly by and squeezed her round ass.

Molding them to the desired shape, until they turned red.

Soft and faints means of her escaped from her mouth which I could feel as her breathing turned heavy.

My little dragon also woke up hearing the moans of mother.

I lifted her even more, carrying her on my arms while she latched herself on me, wrapping her legs on my waist.

I carried her and sat on the bed, still continuing the kiss.

Only after both of us were out of breath, we stopped, looking at each other with lustful gaze.

Her eyes turned muddy after just the kiss. This was the result of our practices each day for 5 years.

During this time, we haven’t engaged on sex, but except that, I doubt I have left anything that I can do with her.

The relationship that started with making me the one submissive for her changed into her being completely addicted to my touch after I showed her more and more ways of pleasures.

Now, our relationship is completely reversed.

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