User blog:Ore-samma/My Automation

 “Edward!”



 I groaned and eased my quill back to the inkwell and turned over my shoulder. “Yes maim!”



 “Now! Edward!”



 I got up andblew upon the still drying ink of my latest works, trying to decipher the ancient texts we received from the countless of raids from the last few monster friendly strongholds in the area.



 It was a good decade for humanity; the monsters were pushed back hundreds of miles. Humanity had at last woken up to the need to push back with the extinction of the Dwarves, and now the Elves.

 It was a wake up call, beyond any other. The very thought of humanity being driven to extinction in the sweet embrace of sex chilled the hearts of many.



 “Edward, how many times must I tell you!” My sponsor grumbled; Julia, a middle-aged knight whose deprived body screamed for the embrace of a man’s touch. “Leave those ancient texts alone! Nothing good will come from it!”



 “My apologies maim, but as you already know, I’m under strict orders from-”



 “To hell with Templar Renald!” Julia flustered. “He wasn’t on the front lines! He doesn’t know what it’s like!”

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;font-size:14px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke-color:rgb(0,0,0);-webkit-text-stroke-width:initial;"> “Registration complete.” She cooed, her eyes now having a great deal more life to them.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;font-size:14px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke-color:rgb(0,0,0);-webkit-text-stroke-width:initial;"> Una felt a strange heat as her body and circuits processed Edward’s genetic code. Some strange program kept telling her body that an insufficient amount was received, and yet that was impossible. Edward was fully registered as her master. How odd.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;font-size:14px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke-color:rgb(0,0,0);-webkit-text-stroke-width:initial;"> “Oh! Good heavens! You are in distress!” She cooed, surprised by her word choices and tone. She moved forward and adjusted her own physical parameters and made her hand ice cold and reached down his pants. “Here, let me.” She whispered in his ear.

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<p style="margin-top:0px;margin-bottom:0px;font-size:14px;line-height:normal;font-family:Helvetica;-webkit-text-stroke-color:rgb(0,0,0);-webkit-text-stroke-width:initial;"> “Hmm?” Una broke the kiss and looked at her hand. Her air sampling receptors detected an intense concentration of Edward’s genetic material and she licked the substance from her hand. The error messages changed form ‘error’ to ‘directive’ demanding that she obtain as much of this new material as she could.

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