Psychic Parasite: Final Serenity - Chapter 28

“Number 27, proceed to your room.” A Nurse’s voice resounded as a teenage boy got up, following the nurse that was assigned to him. Soon, he entered the room numbered 27, following the nurse’s instructions as he changed into a rough gown that was handed to him.

But, when he was motioned to lie atop the hard bed in the centre of the room, he didn’t move, his face flushed beet reed, an expression of shame welled up in him as his eyes darted towards the nurse lady.

She spanned a height of six feet, sporting an angular face with a sharp jawline. Her eyes were sharp, cold even, with a glint of wisdom in them. She wore a pair of high heels that further accentuated her body figure, causing him to stare at her, awestruck.

Moreover, his gaze often trailed towards the pair of mountains on her chest, the action of his eyes beyond his control. He hadn’t seen such a size ever before, ones that remained firm and compact, containing the explosive might within themselves.

Everything about the nurse caused him to almost swoon, feeling embarrassed at his thoughts. After all, she was completely his type. Every part of her sent critical hits to his soft corners.

“Come forward and lie on this bed. The Induction Ceremony is short and would be done quickly once you comply.” The nurse said with a gentle smile.

The moment he heard her voice, he was in a trance, for it was the most pleasing voice he had ever heard. But, he was unable to walk forward, for his little brother was saluting the moon like a battle-hardened soldier.

The patriotism wasn’t something that could be culled in a short while, not in the current place, not while the nurse was still in his line of sight.

The nurse acted like she hadn’t noticed his plight, gently saying, “It’s normal to be nervous. Let’s me help you.”

She slowly walked towards him as the boy could hear his heart thumping vigorously, causing the sounds to blank out all the sounds from his surroundings. He couldn’t even hear the nurse’s voice, but for some reason, he could hear her footsteps. Whether it was a hallucination conjured by his excitement or not, he was unsure.

But, his body stunned up as it felt like he was electrocuted the moment the nurse touched him, causing his legs to lose their strength. Just as he was about to fall, the nurse caught hold of him, carrying him in a princess carry as she arrived before the bed.

Now in direct contact with her mountains, the patriotism of his little brother attained a new zenith, breaking through limits time after time. Inhaling her scent caused him to become intoxicated. In every way he could ever think of, she was perfect.

Once the nurse placed him atop the hard bed, she began to gently strap him to it. And, due to the sheer size of her mountains, they came in contact with the boy time after again. As he only wore a coarse cloth, he was able to feel every single sensation.

Soon after, his little brother raised the country flag, a symbol of peace.

The boy was ashen with shame for doing that, especially in front of the nurse. But in contrast, the nurse didn’t seem like she had realised. Once she finished strapping him, a psychic arm flashed as the boy realised the wetness in his nether region had vanished.

He was confused for a moment before he made eye contact with the nurse. His little brother became patriotic once again as words he thought of were automatically mouthed by him, “Sister, will you date me?”

“How cute,” The nurse laughed, gently ruffling his hand, “Let’s see…if you manage to top the ranks in the military academy, we’ll go on a date once.”

“I’ll marry you once I become strong.” The boy said as his heart thumped increasingly faster, faster than when he had sprinted at his top speed, watching the nurse’s face close in on him.

“Is that…so?” She stopped five centimetres before him, noticing his intoxicated expression, “Can you first…open your mouth?”

The boy automatically opened his mouth, assuming the nurse planned to give him a memorable kiss when a bracer was placed in his mouth, preventing him from closing them. In the next moment, a pipe was attached to it as a gelatinous liquid began to gush through it, diverted towards a bucket when it arrived before his mouth.

And as time passed, the boy slowly opened his mouth, wondering why he hadn’t ascended to heaven yet when he made eye contact with a strange entity that was only five centimetres before him, moving through the tube connected to his mouth, sluggishly slithering forth. And it then slowly entered his mouth.

He had mentally prepared to visit heaven when hell ambushed him out of nowhere.

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“As promised, I am at the top of my Batch. My score is also the second-highest in the military academy’s history.” The boy was at his late teens now, sporting an expression of vigour, one of valance accentuating his presence.

“Sure,” The nurse from before was now wearing civilian clothes, appearing younger and more beautiful, causing the youth’s heart to thump even faster than when he had experienced his Induction Ceremony. “Call me Zaela, Zaela Walta.”

They clicked off with one another after that, gradually falling in love. And for the first time, he leaned in on her, making eye contact as he approached to kiss her, suddenly trembling as his trauma from the Induction Ceremony flashed in his mind, making him recall the scene where his supposed kiss had become a nightmarish encounter.

He was a Wave Controller now.

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In his early twenties, on the night of their marriage, as he looked at Zaela, her arms spread wide, inviting him for an embrace, his heart thumped as his little brother’s patriotism attained enlightenment.

But, right as he planned to consummate their marriage, he looked at his little brother, suddenly feeling like his appearance had changed from his cute self to that of the Wisdom Parasite, instantly eradicating his patriotism.

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Jyorta opened his eyes, covered in sweat, gazing at the back of Henrik as he trembled in fear, now traumatised.