We charged after them, all of us, and forced the door open before it could be barred. Chet lunged at me and I slashed both of his arms, one with the d...gger, the other with the machete.Chet screamed in pain as he looked at his forearms, one cut deeply by the machete and the other bleeding profusely. I lifted my machete and decapitated him while his brother now struggled to escape my tribe’s grasp. They pushed Dale toward me now and I beheaded him, too, the look of shock on his face showing just. I don't need to believe in such things. I am such things, a Demigod. I have the power to decide your fate, destiny or whatever you wish to call it but there is no plan. I'm just here to enjoy myself and there is nothing more enjoyable than sex. There is nothing I like more than to send a young girl's body and mind soaring into uncontrollable bliss. And hey face it, they love it too. It's not my fault if one night with me will ruin them for all their future partners, I get bored easily.One night. "Tomorrow?" Do you even have to ask?"It was getting ugly. It had started well. The Act III dungeon was always good for a couple of chests. We were playing hardcore, my Barb and her Wizard.We stepped in it. Deep. Two elite mobs, all the things you hate. Walls, magma, extra health, invulnerable minions, crap. We were barely holding our own when she took a massive hit."Out. Out," I told her covering her retreat. She went in the wrong room. Dead End. Fuck. We got walled in a doorway. Our own. She still didn’t get the hang of it. then I caught her hand and was supporting her from behind and was teaching her. That was quite cute.Her smell was intoxicating. I told her that I liked her perfume or deo. Each time I held her and made her hit. She used to hit well. Within an hour, she did learn pretty quick and she was very happy about it. After the game, she gave me a tight hug and said, “Thanks, coach.”After the game, we went to a cafe for some snacks and chai. We sat beside each other.