Hypnosis

Sophia's mind wandered while remembering something. Her eyes seemed empty for a second.

Drool started to drip from the side of her mouth…

It was surprising to see such a well-adjusted evil princess turn into… THIS. A sight for the eyes.

"You okay?" Ben lifted a brow.

"Ahem… Nothing." She wiped her lip and started to speak. There was incredulity in her somber voice:

"So you're my creator?"

"Yeah…"

"I liked it better when I thought there wasn't anyone watching over us. I'm a little disappointed."

"You're not the first."

"And I won't be the last one either."

"I'm pretty used to it by now."

"Do you expect me to say something nice?"

"…No, but it'd be nice if you could let this go."

"Would you?" Seeing that she was a lot more fiercer than she looked, Ben coughed a little.

His eyes rolled to the side helplessly.

"I didn't expect my work to turn in reality. Would YOU take responsibility for your imagination?"

"Don't try to run away from this…!"

"I'm not."

"Then… Then…" She hesitated before saying what she really wanted to hear from him: "…Say sorry."

These two words came from her heart.

So sincere, that everything else became a lie.

Of course, she understood that holding him accountable was in no way a reasonable reaction.

However, it was still the most 'human' response.

"…What?" He was a little caught off guard when she demanded an apology… with such resolution.

"What's there to say sorry about?" Seeing him play innocent, veins popped on the arrogant girl's neck.

Her face started to twist, and what she'd endured after that 'incident' with Sidmund affected her.

Sex… Desire… Indulgence… Pleasure…

Until recently, her mind had been broken after losing the only man who'd moved her heart.

His 'curse' on her had slowly deteriorated her mind. Making her feel dead every waking moment.

The only time she felt alive was through sex.

A nymphomaniac with little control of her thoughts and body. Even now, she was exerting willpower.

If not, she would have broken the careless creator's body and shoved his lower half into her.

Cock, balls, and all…

It was only thanks to Sidmund satisfying her deep cravings earlier… did she retain a part of herself.

A far cry from the way she was left on Earth…

After etching the wonders of depravity into her body, he left the world to leave her forever longing.

Forever thirsting for someone make her 'feel' again.

She didn't know how she died in the end. Her mind only came back after being 'awakened' by Sid.

And it wasn't by throwing water on her face…

He used her like a toy when she offered herself to him. Not even seeming thankful for her willingness.

While before he'd shower her with kisses and words of affection, now he treated her like poorly.

He made her feel like a slut…

It was something former heiress could never forgive him for. How could he act so indifferent?!

…Well, she couldn't really complain regarding this.

The rich girl was scared he'd leave again.

That he'd once again leave her in a world with only lesser men like Ben. Those who had no 'class'.

To her, these males weren't even worth looking at.

Only Sidmund had value in her eyes.

However, it didn't seem to be a mutual thought. A man like him has never needed someone like her.

His intentions for bringing her here proved this.

Her eyes started wondering…

Suddenly, Sophia's eyes turned to look at the magazine her former butler had printed recently.

The memories of her 'photoshoot' arose…

"Maybe we should start with this thing."

"Why? It's just a porn mag, right?" Ben was learning how to be more shameless over time.

He had no embarrassment saying these words.

Though he suddenly felt awkward when she said:

"They're me."

"Pardon?"

"A certain someone made this while I was still out of my mind." She started to elaborate further.

From what she was saying, the Miracle that Ben handed over to Sidmund had various effects.

Changing appearance was only one of its traits.

The more she talked, the more he felt guilt. It was to the point he was on the back foot when she said:

"Anyway, let's get to the main point."

"Which is?"

"How do you expect me to forgive you for writing my life like a tragedy?" Now THIS was a question.

One that was hard to answer…

At least, that's how she'd thought it'd be.

But just like Ben had said before. It wasn't like he'd take responsibility of the crazy situation he was in.

He was more eager to blame the God who exchanged his Innate Gift with a 'Miracle' like this.

Of course, that didn't mean he felt nothing at all.

Ben was unable to stop blaming himself for foolishly tapping 'Yes' that time on the tram.

Unless he made this new life worthwhile, he'd always be haunted by the sacrifices he'd forced.

How the lives of others were lost for his happiness.

The complex feelings he was trying to suppress were eaten up. It was the same way as in the past.

He sucked everything in before bottling it up.

[You have acquired the Personal Skill 'Endless Devourer of Intense Emotions'. A really rare trait.]

[You can now devour any emotions to boost the deceptiveness of 'Poker Face' and 'Liar Liar'.]

[Skills deactivated.]

['BEAST MODE' and 'Possessive Fantasiser' have been sealed away. You have become enlightened.]

Ben reached a state of overwhelming emptiness and self-justification that only hermits had seen.

The text on the 'Class' area of his stats had been shaking earlier, but they had calmed down now.

He was still intrinsically a 'Grand Delusionist'…

His next words proving that:

"Just think of it as a delusion." Eyes sharpening when saying such nonsense. All with a clear heart.

"A delusion…" Sophia didn't notice the door behind her opening again while pondering these words.

"Right~ Just think everything that happened was inside your head." Ben innocently smiled at her.

To him, a character's life wasn't worth mentioning.

He couldn't comprehend what she felt, but he knew saying sorry wouldn't work in this situation.

Therefore, he decided against saying it at all.

He rationalised things with a 'positive spin'.

If she chose to believe everything was just a delusion, then she'd be free from its events.

At least, that was the theory he came up with.

"How interesting…" Sidmund, who came back just now, was awed by the fragile logic of this 'apology'.

Thus, he felt the need to test it.

"…Why are you here?"

"You know… It's best to put your money where your mouth is. Don't you have spirits to consume too?"

"Umm… What about my question?"

"Mine first."

"…Fine. What do you expect me to do to prove that? It's not like YOU can become MY author."

"No need. You remember those 'Enslavement Eyes', right?" Sid's pupils glowed a pink hue.

"Yeah…?" Ben was a bit taken aback.

After having a few words whispered into his ears. A strange look appeared in the former writer's eyes.

There was unfounded trust in the man's eyes, but he was still careful enough to ask the questions:

"You want me to be in THAT kind of hypnosis?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." The gentleman assured while bringing Sophia into his vision.

"Sophie, if you agree to be hypnotised with these eyes you gave me, then there will be consent."

There was a lot for Ben to take in… like why the former heiress was listening to a mere 'servant'.

Or how Sidmund attained the 'Enslavement Eyes'.

However, that didn't matter as much as the larger picture. The one drawn from the gentleman's evil.

The wicked curiosity that threatened to hurt the ghost's creator. Twisting him beyond recognition.

But the first step towards that was 'corrupting' him.

The former butler gave incentive to both of them to fall under his hypnosis to act out a 'fantasy' of his.

What he suggested had merits for both of them.

When it came to Ben, the gentleman used the skinny man's fear of pain and desire for strength.

The seven wraiths sealed inside the Delusionist as 'Consumable Skills' couldn't be accessed easily.

If one chose to 'devour' them directly, that specific individual would have to experience their emotions.

The pain that person would go through was understandable. They were filled all angry, after all.

Their fury strong enough to keep them from ascending into heaven; keeping them on Earth.

By acting out the 'play' in the hypnosis, Ben could instead resonate with the spirits to consume them.

This sounded like an easier path to take.

For Sophia, agreeing to be the 'plate' that her creator would devour spirits off of meant one thing.

She could have lots of rough and violent sex…!

"Hey, is this really alright?" Ben started to become unsure regarding Sophia's post hypnosis role.

Especially after hearing how she'd become 'plate' to him once the wraiths within him possessed her.

"You don't have to worry. Look at how she's anticipating this." Sidmund pointed to her blush.

Her eyes darted side to side in embarrassment of her thoughts. Thought that didn't change anything.

Was the fake merciful pleas Sidmund was planning to implant into her something he should ignore?

Because he wouldn't be puzzled if it was the other way around, with Sid implanting fake consent.

After all, 'fake consent' was the same as saying yes under the influence of drugs. It was frowned upon.

No, even more than that!

But how could he judge 'fake rejection' implanted via hypnosis properly. It was hard to tell…

That's why he had to bring this up:

"…But isn't she going to reject me after hypnosis?"

"Yeah. And?"

"…Can I back out?"

"Only if you want to suffer her wrath. I won't stop her if she decides to hurt you as her revenge."

Seeing that the author knew her strengths, there was no way his fretful self could refuse anymore.

"Then I'll do it."

"That's my intellectual creator~!" The gentleman gave the skinny man a massage quite briefly.

Ben's consumption of the wraiths started the next day. With the hypnosis taking immediate effect.

He watched as the two of them became drowsy.

Then took them to sleep in their rooms.

Sidmund found it hilarious. Ever since he came to this world, he'd been finding everything amusing.

Whether it be how the delirious Grand Delusionist rejected reality, or how submissive Sophia was.

He didn't show it on his face, but it was truly an amazing feeling to bring that girl to her knees.

Teaching her how to suck a man's cock…

How to please a man and make them hers.

Was this how that now fallen 'Mistress' felt while doing the same to him? How she strung him along?

Indeed, he now knew why lustful men usually had a tendency to want to 'dominate' their partner in bed.

The feeling of control was addictive to the heart.

It was exactly why he coerced Ben into this mess.

That weak-willed Delusionist needed a wake up call to reality. How would he survive his resurrection?

This 'waiting room' was a one-time use Miracle that only worked when you had the materials required.

If not, the whole thing wouldn't work.

This was ignoring the fact that this Miracle was eventually going to end up in the hands of Julie.

As his final 'gift', he'd wake the Delusionist up…

No more will his creator gave the luxury of hiding behind empty words. He'd break open that shell.

Tainting the human and birthing a new demon…