[Born from the Ashes] 1

This is the final chapter of the Ruby arc. I can only guarantee that I will finish this story; the quality and explicit content are no longer
guaranteed.
"The prophecy foretells a crucial day, a specific time and place, where two destinies will
meet and become inextricably intertwined. One is a sapphire from the West, with golden hair and blue eyes, carrying deep
sorrow and resentment; the other is a ruby from the East, with red hair and black eyes, carrying endless pain and anger.
Fate binds them together; they embrace, loving and hurting each other. Ultimately, the golden-haired
girl is swallowed by darkness, transforming into despair, becoming the Mother of the Black Tide. The red-haired girl's anger
boils over; she transforms into revenge, becoming a flame that destroys everything.
The prophecy of darkness, the rising black tide, demons and ghosts pouring from the earth—all things in heaven and earth will ultimately be swallowed by darkness
. The prophecy has come true, fate has been sealed."
The story takes place at the edge of a vast desert in a small commercial nation called Seraman. For a long time
, relying on the Shaanxi Sea... Barriered by the desert, Seraman's unique geographical advantages allowed it to maintain neutrality amidst wars
. Simultaneously, the Seramanese, with their characteristic shrewdness, amassed
immense wealth through the arms and food trade. This wealth enabled them to maintain a sizable standing mercenary army.
A small portion of these mercenaries were used for city defense, while the majority were deployed to the most intensely contested
areas, seeking suitable places to survive and exchanging swords and warhorses for even greater riches. Thus, in this
emerging nation of mercenaries and war profiteers, a large number of criminals and vagrants gathered. Law
and morality were disregarded, replaced by a code of might makes right. A simple argument could
escalate into a series of brawls. "Stronger is better than stronger," was a favorite saying of the Seramanese, and it
also represented the very essence of the city. The basic structure. Of course, for this emerging city, another notable
source of revenue was its vast and well-established slave market. Every day, large numbers of people were bought and sold in this city.
Slaves had no human rights whatsoever; they were used and circulated as a form of currency
.
Violence and killing occurred daily in this city; the boundary between the poor and the rich was so clear. Here, people used power and wealth as capital, and strength as a weapon, arbitrarily trampling on 　　the dignity and even lives
of others . Seraman was a city without law and order. 　　Mohansen was a wealthy merchant whose wealth came from lending money to the poor who desperately needed it 　　, charging exorbitant interest rates until the poor were completely drained—the so-called usurer 　　. Mohansen was the largest and most ruthless of all usurers. One of the most ruthless men, if someone 　　couldn't repay his debts, he would not only rob them of all their possessions but also seize their wives and daughters as collateral 　　. Even so, this wouldn't stop him from having to repay the debt. 　　A man like Mohansen inevitably made many enemies, so he was always surrounded by bodyguards who closely 　　followed him, making it impossible for ordinary people to approach. However, Mohansen also had his weaknesses; a fondness for women was a common 　　trait among men like him. Of course, he treated women with the utmost care, for example, he wouldn't allow 　　women who weren't fully undressed to approach him. 　　In Mohansen's room, the moans of a man and woman making love echoed. On a soft, large bed 　　, a burly man lay sprawled, a beautiful red-haired girl straddling him. Mohansen's penis was inserted into the girl's 　　vagina; he didn't need to do anything, the girl on top of him would respond, moving her body up and down on her own. 　　"Oh, ah, ahhh!" Mohansen cried out in pleasure; he had never experienced such an orgasm before. The girl on top of him 　　was practically a sex machine; her looks, figure, and demeanor were almost perfect. The man reached 　　out and, while thrusting, caressed her delicate skin—taut yet elastic, 　　smooth as satin. Watching her breasts sway with each movement, he slid his hand from her waist to her buttocks, 　　roaming restlessly between her full flesh, before pressing down on a hollow. 　　The girl immediately let out a seductive moan. Her demeanor was somewhat cold, her only flaw; more accurately, 　　she possessed a deep-seated pride. Perhaps she had once been the daughter of a nobleman; after all, in 　　places like Seraman, it was not uncommon to see aristocratic girls sold into servitude. These rich young ladies 　　would initially cry and protest, but they would soon understand their place. Whether they liked it or not, 　　the people of Seraman would force them to accept reality. 　　Even among noble daughters, none could compare to her. Even in Seraman, in Mohansen 　　's eyes, she was the most exquisite beauty, unmatched in all of Seraman. Oh, 　　there was only one, a girl named Lin. Ah, she was rumored to be the most beautiful woman in the Western Alliance, 　　a princess among princesses. It was a mystery why she had ended up here. Of course, Lin was a gentle, delicate girl, weak-willed, 　　like a porcelain doll. But this one was different. It was a completely opposite quality. Even in Seraman 　　, this red-haired girl exuded pride. Even after being trained as a slave, she 　　retained an inner strength, a strength that made her always grit her teeth, a seemingly involuntary yet 　　instinctive desire to resist, giving men a sense of conquest. 　　Her name was Xi, an Eastern name never heard before. She had the facial features of an Eastern girl, 　　seemingly of mixed race. Eastern female slaves were not uncommon in Seraman, as slave ships would enter from the bay, selling Eastern 　　women, with female warriors being the most sought-after. Sometimes, men were drawn to women who offered a sense of conquest. 　　Xi was the embodiment of passion; Mohansen had already ejaculated on her three times, yet he still couldn't stop, as if 　　every part of her body could bring a man to climax. Mohansen roared and pinned Xi beneath him. The girl instinctively 　　struggled, which only made her more adorable. Looking at her stubborn, pretty face, the man couldn't resist kissing her; 　　he was determined to have this girl. 　　"My lord, what's wrong?" the girl asked, feigning confusion as the man pinned her to the ground.

After three attempts, Mohansen pinned the girl down with both hands. She was so beautiful; even her slightly
arrogant demeanor seemed endearing. Xi merely tilted her head and smiled. She didn't wrap her legs around him for wanton
intercourse, but maintained a noble reserve, a provocative quality that ignited a man's desire. Faced with such a
woman, it was impossible for a man to remain unmoved. But the shrewd Mohansen instinctively reminded himself that this girl was
like fire—beautiful, but if one wasn't careful, one could be burned.
"I've got my hands on you," Mohansen said, pressing the girl down and forcefully spreading her legs. He left behind some aphrodisiac
, trying to make his penis erect. After all, showing weakness in front of such a beauty would be unseemly. Once
his lower body regained its strength, Mohansen once again thrust his penis into the girl's tight, moist vagina.
"My lord, ah, you, you're so powerful!!" The red-haired girl groaned as she was being penetrated. Each thrust
moved her body, her full breasts swaying before his eyes. Xi lay on the bed, displaying her devilish allure
, attracting the man's attention. During their intercourse, Xi tried to struggle and raise her hands, but each
time Mohansen pressed them down. The man looked at the girl before him with the expression of someone eyeing prey.
Suddenly, the girl, unable to restrain herself any longer, convulsed, unleashing tremendous strength. She pulled one hand away and forcefully
pried Mohansen's arm off, then pulled her legs together, using her feet to push the man away from his stomach. But
Mohansen, who was prepared, firmly held down the girl's left hand with one hand, then forcibly grasped her right hand with the other
, simultaneously using his lower body to push her over with his knee against her calf. The girl's right hand was bent
behind her back, causing her to cry out in pain. Mohansen smiled triumphantly and thrust his penis into her
vagina again, continuing to fuck her.
"Don't move, I don't want to lose your beautiful arm," Mohansen laughed as he fucked her.
"I know you're Balman's man, you can't hide it from me."
"How, how did you know?" Xi groaned in pain. This time, Mohansen fucked her harder
, pounding her genitals like a heavy hammer.
"Poor woman, there's so much you don't know," Mohanson explained as he continued,
"Among the merchants of Seraman, the most powerful are the slave owner Roberts and the merchant Balman. Originally,
there were no factional disputes among the merchants of Seraman, but now it's different. Seraman's mercenary king is away on a campaign, and his son
has seized power in Seraman. Roberts and Balman have also split into two factions."
"Balman supports King Pubinta, while Roberts supports his son, isn't that right? Balman once
approached me, hinting at the force field he would be in the future, but I refused... So I guessed that old
man Balman would scheme against me."
"So you haven't spoken to Roberts yet?" The girl feigned surprise.
“Of course, who would go after that fat, disgusting man?” Mohansen continued his assault on the girl, pulling her
long hair aside and whispering in her ear, “Listen, Roberts hasn’t come to me yet, but that doesn’t mean he
won’t. I know you’re Balman’s man, and since he did this, he has to bear the consequences of angering me!”
The man spoke as he yanked the girl’s hair, brutally reaching climax in the midst of his violence.
“Listen, Balman will pay for what he’s done. I will join forces with Roberts, and Balman’s
Golden Horseshoe Merchant Guild will be destroyed. That’s the price!” Mohansen laughed triumphantly. He was indeed powerful,
the girl beneath him unable to move. She was the evidence, and also the spoils of war, a
spoils worth possessing.
Mohansen watched his victory unfold. He had always been quite confident in this; he was always a
shrewd businessman, and almost no one could fool him. This was the reason he had survived in Seraman until now. In
Seraman, it was a dog-eat-dog world where only the strong could bully the weak.
But he forgot the lesson of playing with fire. A sudden burning sensation from Xi's skin startled Mohansen.
He released her, but the girl, who should have been powerless from his assault, swiftly turned
and kicked him away. Then, with a swift backhand chop, she struck his neck. Immediately, a searing
sensation spread from his neck.
Mohansen's eyes widened; he tried to speak, but no sound came out, and his breathing became labored. The man lay on the ground,
staring at the girl before him. A raging fire erupted around them, bright red sparks rising rapidly, engulfing the entire house in
flames. The girl named Xi coldly watched him, then turned and left, her eyes filled only with empty
hatred.
...
"Well done. Mohansen is dead, leaving no evidence. A fire destroyed everything there
." In an inconspicuous room, Xi stood before a man. He was an ordinary-looking man;
his name was unimportant. He was merely an agent, an agent of her true master.
"Did Mohansen say anything when he died?" the agent asked her.
"No," Xi replied expressionlessly.
"Oh? Is that so?" the agent asked tentatively, but quickly recovered. "If
there's any intelligence, you must report it to me. No missions are to be concealed, understand, slave!"
Xi remained silent, neither refusing nor accepting. The girl's eyes were so empty.
The information Mohansen revealed at the end was actually quite valuable, but she cared less about concealing it and more about not caring about it. To
this girl, it seemed that everything in life was worthless. She spoke only for that one dose of hallucinogenic
drug, an addictive substance. For that drug, she would even have sex with pigs and dogs.
Her name was Xi, an assassin, a sex slave, a drug addict.
"Um, today's hallucinogenic drug..." Finally, Xi offered her payment. She killed for those powerful figures
, just to obtain a dose of drugs to numb her miserable life.
"Didn't we say, slaves, no hallucinogenic drugs, no payment? If you want those damn
drugs, you'll have to crawl up to those drug dealers and beg like a dog." The agent
looked at her with disgust, as if she were a dog.
"I understand." Xi nodded, giving up on the task and turning to leave.
She knew that whatever she did would be futile.
...
Night fell. In a corner of the slums of Seraman, addicts huddled together, consuming drugs. They
were the dirtiest, lowest of the Seraman, even the poor avoided them. These people
could only numb themselves with drugs and hallucinations, barely surviving.
Just as this group was gathered, a breathtakingly beautiful red-haired girl
approached them. As if they had expected it, they beckoned her over.
"What, out of drugs again?" one addict mocked the girl.
"Yes." Xi nodded. The girl was already showing clear symptoms of drug addiction; she
was sweating profusely, her will becoming weak and blurred. "I...I need...just a little bit."
"Oh, we have some. Lie down and lick it." The addict took out a packet of powdered hallucinogenic drugs, then
used his finger to scoop out a tiny amount and sprinkled it on the ground in front of the girl. Xi immediately
knelt down like a dog, licking the meager amount of drugs on the ground. But this dose was far from enough.
"This...this isn't enough. I want more." Xi looked up at them with pleading eyes.
"This cost money. Do you have money?" the addict asked.
"I...I don't have any money," the girl said sadly. Yes, in her master's eyes, she was just a
dog, a tool and a plaything. She would be punished if she didn't complete her task, but even if she did, there was no
reward. Her life depended on selling her body.
"Hehe, no money? Pay with your body then." The drug addict pointed to his crotch
. The girl immediately nodded, slowly crawling over to the man holding the narcotics. She
pulled down his pants, revealing a filthy glans that hadn't been washed in a long time.
"Lick it clean," the addict commanded. Without a word, the girl
opened her beautiful mouth and began to perform oral sex on the man.
"Hey, hey, don't just think about yourself, there are other people here." The other addicts protested. "Quick,
take off your clothes."
While performing oral sex on the man in front of her, Xi slowly removed her already meager clothing, revealing
a beautiful figure that even noble girls rarely possessed. Her smooth, snow-white skin
stood out starkly in this dark and filthy place.
"So beautiful, yet she comes here begging like a dog, it's really exciting." The addicts
said, unable to resist pulling out their penises and surrounding the girl.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? Here are some scraps we left over. Take them, as a thank you."
The men pointed to a plate of leftover bread and bones on the ground. But just as they expected,
after the girl finished giving the man oral sex, she really crawled to the plate of leftovers, then lowered her head and started eating
them.
"Come on, bark at us twice, then stick your ass up, spread your legs, I'm going to fuck you from behind!"
the man said, and the girl did as he said. She first barked twice like a dog, then stuck her lower body up high
, spreading her legs to the sides, exposing her female genitalia. In such a dirty place, her soft, snow-white
flesh looked particularly glaring.
Then, the man staggered up behind Xi and entered her from behind, roughly fucking
her. Such scenes were commonplace in the corners of Seraman. They had grown accustomed to having such a
stunningly beautiful yet utterly degrading girl at their mercy, to be used and played with at will, and she never offered a single
resistance.
The poor of Seraman only knew her name as Xi, a lowly female slave,
willing to be played with by anyone for a scrap of food or a dose of medicine.
...
Late at night, Xi dragged herself back to her home, her body covered in filthy semen.
Her so-called home was merely an abandoned shack; the wooden planks around it were dilapidated, offering no
shelter from the rain or the chill of the Seraman nights. There was no bed, no furniture, nothing at all
—just a cold, empty shell, just like herself.

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