Overlord: Evil Dragon Demon God Harem

Clementine, drained of energy, collapsed in front of Aurelius, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

The oppressive aura bearing down on her sent a cold sweat trickling down her skin, her body quivering with fear.

Dangerous!

'Die! I will definitely die!!!'

Instinctively, she knew she had to escape at any cost.

But at that moment, before she could even do anything, the land split into two halves.

Boom-!!!

The ground underneath her burst apart, leaving her powerless.

"No!"

Suddenly, Aurelius's figure disappeared, and she was frightened as, in a split second, he closed the gap between them, shattering the ground beneath.

Swoosh! 

Then, in a swift motion, before she could even react, Aurelius grabbed Clementine by the neck, lifting her into the air.

Clementine flailed her feet with a look of pain, unable to catch her breath. Her terrified eyes pleaded for mercy, the word 'death' shrouded her consciousness, and she couldn't help but scream in desperation.

"I don't want to die!"

She grasped Aurelius's wrist, and a frantic plea for life emanated from her touch.

Noticing this, a flicker of red flashed in Aurelius's blue eyes as he observed Clementine's fear-stricken face.

He sneered, his lips curled in a smile, with interest at her distress.

"Do you want to live?"

"!!!"

Clementine vigorously nodded, her survival instincts overriding her pain and rationality.

"I understand. You have a strong will to live."

A glimmer of hope flickered in Clementine's eyes as she looked at him, as if he were deliberating whether to spare her.

"Then, I'll take pity on you and offer you two special choices."

'What are they?'

She wanted to know but didn't dare to ask, and she could only patiently wait as Aurelius took a pause and then again opened his mouth. Nevertheless, when Clementine heard his next words, her expression couldn't help but contort in dread.

"One is to live indefinitely as my submissive pet, a slave whose sole duty is to lick his master's cock clean and satisfy her master's desires whenever he commands. The other is to meet your end here... So, make your choice."

Clementine felt a surge of despair at Aurelius's smile.

The prospect of enduring an eternity of torment as a slave bitch was agonizing. Perhaps death was better than such a life.

But she was Clementine. She wanted to live, no matter the cost.

Observing her wavering eyes, Aurelius gradually loosened his grip on her neck, allowing her to collapse to the ground.

"Khuuahk...! Cough! Cough! Huff... Huff..."

Nausea overwhelmed Clementine as she violently coughed, struggling to catch her breath.

"Now, decide. You have five seconds."

Without further ado, he started the countdown.

"One."

Clementine's mind raced.

"Two."

Her legs wobbled as he approached the second count.

"Three."

By the time he reached three, her entire body trembled uncontrollably.

"Four."

As the fourth count sounded, Clementine bit her lip, lifting her head to meet Aurelius's gaze.

"And five!"

At the fifth count, Clementine sank to her knees in overwhelming despair, her head bowing as she cried out.

"Yes, I will!!"

"What?"

With a sadness-filled tone, Clementine replied to Aurelius's question.

"I... I'll submit to everything, you... I'll dedicate myself as your slave bitch for eternity!! I will live while obeying your orders and cleaning your cock!!"

Her declaration echoed through the graveyard.

Both the sight and the sound of her submission ignited Aurelius's sadistic desires, causing his cock to stand proud.

"Okay. Then, from here on, you will live as my exclusive slave bitch for eternity... Of course, you need to be educated first..."

Declaring this, Aurelius mumbled something inaudible and touched Clementine's body. His contact made Clementine shudder, and her survival instincts went into overdrive once more.

Unfortunately, it was too late—before she could even respond!

[Teleportation]

Suddenly, Clementine's worldview shifted.

Instead of the cementery, she found herself in a chilly area tinted with an unidentified darkness.

"W-what is this?"

Clementine surveyed her surroundings while dragging her aching body along. In her dazed state, she heard something slide momentarily onto the ground and approach her.

Gloop-gloop!

The heavy, ominous sound drew nearer.

"So, you're the little bitch Aurelius-sama mentioned, in need of some education. Don't worry, big sister here will teach you a thing or two, Fufufu…"

A shadow materialized before her, its smile sending shivers down Clementine's spine.

Something about her appearance struck Clementine as grotesque.

The figure that loomed into view resembled a monster more than anything she had ever seen—a huge gray-bloated corpse with tentacles, heavy makeup, and very long fingers with sharp, inch-long nails with nail polish.

She was Neuronist Painkill, and though its race was androgynous, Neuronist declared itself to be a big sister. She wore a black leather outfit.

The way the outfit clung to the Neuronist's skin resembled the threads used to truss meat—an unsettling sight. If worn by a beauty, it might have been sexy, but defining it as repulsive on Neuronist Painkill, a grotesque monster, felt like an understatement.

Clementine stepped back, her expression fraught with fear.

"Hehe. Are you mesmerized by my beauty? It's okay. It's okay. You'll get used to it. Now, shall we start and adjust you to suit his preferences~?"

In fact, Neuronist Painkill's true identity was that of the Special Intelligence Collector (Torturer) of the Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick.

Among the five worst, it was called "Worst Occupation".

With a twisted smile on Neuronist's face, its sticky tentacles wrapped around Clementine's head and body.

"Whoops."

Only at that moment did Clementine belatedly realize that death might have been a better choice.

....

"Haaa... Rather... Just kill me..."

The sensation was sticky.

Enveloped by six thick tentacles, Clementine's entire body quivered with terror.

How many days have passed?

Clementine couldn't tell. Trapped in an unfamiliar realm, her mind had grown weary.

In her vulnerable state, she was subjected to relentless stabbing and brutal beatings, which was a torment beyond what any ordinary person could endure.

Each time Neuronist's cold, sticky tentacles made contact with her skin, Clementine recoiled, feeling disgusted. An eyepatch covered her eyes, further intensifying her sensitivity to torture.

Who could have anticipated such an ordeal awaiting Celementine at the outset?

Clementine regretted ever setting foot in the E-Rantel.

No, she regretted the moment she crossed paths with that man. Their encounter had led her to this harrowing fate.

And the choices he presented...

'Wouldn't it have been simpler to choose death?'

She chastised and resented her former self.

Every unpleasant laugh from the Neuronist shattered Clementine's spirit further.

In truth, she should have collapsed long ago and remained that way.

Despite being a warrior who once stepped into the realm of heroes, when her mind was shattered, the agony inflicted upon her body became insufferable.

In the Realm of Heroes, even the mightiest warriors were still humans, capable of feeling pain.

Yet, here she was, captured by these inhuman entities, enduring even greater torment while clinging to the magic that prevented her spirit from completely breaking.

"Hehe... It's quite remarkable, enduring like this. Ah... I too wish to offer my virginity to Aurelius-sama, but... I'm far less suitable for him than those Albedo and Luminous bitches..."

'Are you jealous?'

Clementine clicked her tongue inwardly. She knew it was absurd.

Who could desire a hideous, grotesque monster like her?

It was evident that any man, no matter who he was, would recoil in disgust at the sight of Neuronist.

She exhaled sharply and suddenly heard voices from beyond her confines.

-Click.

"Aurelius-sama has arrived."

"Ah, time has flown by. What a shame. It's been a while since I've had such an entertaining plaything."

'Damn it!'

Clementine felt a glimmer of hope that the torturous ordeal might finally be over. The sound of light footsteps reached her ears.

"You seem to have had quite the fun."

"Ah... Aurelius-sama, I have met the Supreme Ruler of Nazarick."

"Well done, Neuronist."

"I am honored!"

Neuronist bowed deeply, assuming the posture of a servant before Aurelius.

"Narberal."

"Please command me."

"Send Clementine for a bath. Once she's cleaned up, bring her to my chambers."

"Understood, Aurelius-sama."

As Aurelius vanished, Narberal approached Clementine and led her away to the bath.

"Hey, where are you taking me...?"

Clementine's vision was obscured by her eyepatch, leaving her at the mercy of Narberal's unilateral actions.

"You don't need to know. There's no reason to divulge such information to a lowly creature like you. Keep quiet and follow."

"Yes, yes..."

Once again, Clementine was consumed by regret.