NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1: Naked Tsunade {¬‿¬}
The grand chamber of the Palace of Ultimate Authority was filled with figures sprawled across the luxurious room.
There was only one man among them, surrounded by a sea of women—all of them naked. The atmosphere was heavy with the aftermath of… well, vigorous activity.
The man looked like he was in his early 20s, sporting long, jet-black hair that framed his sharp, handsome features.
His golden eyes gleamed like molten metal, and his muscular physique made him stand out even more.
It wasn't just his appearance that drew attention; only those from the fabled lineage of Eternal Peace bore such distinct traits.
Suddenly, a woman's voice pierced the silence, cutting through the languid atmosphere.
"DADDY! HARDER!"
Her cry echoed as the man gave her exactly what she asked for—relentless, unyielding.
Each motion sent shockwaves through her body until, like the others before her, she succumbed to exhaustion and passed out.
Now, she too lay motionless among the others, leaving the man as the only one awake, his body showing no signs of fatigue.
"Useless," he muttered with a mix of disappointment and boredom. Letting go of the woman still in his arms, he dropped her onto the bed.
The mattress, impossibly soft, seemed to swallow her whole as she sank into its plush surface.
With a sigh, he surveyed the room. Naked women were scattered everywhere, their bodies limp and unmoving, like overworked rabbits after a chase.
He shook his head, his expression teetering between frustration and amusement.
"Sigh..... Is dual cultivation just a myth?" Caelus Van Agres muttered under his breath.
Grabbing a silken robe from a nearby stand, he draped it over his broad shoulders, the fabric barely containing his imposing frame.
Adjusting the robe casually, he made his way toward the grand doors of his chamber, his footsteps soft against the marble floor.
The room behind him was silent now, save for the occasional soft breath of those who lay unconscious in the room.
Caelus slowly pushed open the door to his room. It didn't make a single noise—not the kind your door makes at 1 a.m. when you sneak into the kitchen for a midnight snack, creaking like it's trying to snitch on you.
No, this door was different. They'd spent hundreds of thousands of gold coins on it, and for that price, it better not make a creepy sound.
"Hmmm…?"
As the door opened slightly, Caelus's expression twisted into an ugly grimace. Beyond the doorway was pure darkness.
Not just the kind of darkness that came with the night, but an unnatural void. It didn't make sense.
The Palace of Ultimate Authority literally used glowing diamonds as lamps to illuminate its hallways. This much darkness simply shouldn't exist.
Before Caelus could even begin to make sense of it, the darkness moved. It wasn't just static; it shifted like a living thing, snaking through the air and wrapping around him.
Within seconds, it swallowed him whole, leaving everything else untouched. The light from his room, the soft glow of the hallway lamps, even the air itself—none of it was disturbed.
It was as if the void had chosen him and him alone.
"What the hell is this?!" Caelus yelled, his voice echoing in the oppressive blackness as he struggled to comprehend his surroundings.
He clenched his fists, trying to stay calm, but his thoughts raced. This has to be some kind of shadow magic… right? No. That doesn't make sense. Only those from the New World can wield it to this degree.
A cold shiver ran down his spine. But even they… even they can't touch the lineage of Eternal Peace.
The oppressive void pressed against his mind like a vice. He could feel it worming its way into his sanity.
It was like being on the edge of a cliff, staring into an abyss that was staring right back, inviting him to fall. For a brief moment, he felt his resolve weaken, his mind teetering on the brink.
It was almost tempting—to just give in. To let the madness take over. To… worship insanity itself.
Like… Reverend Insanity.
But then, out of nowhere, a golden scroll appeared in front of Caelus, floating midair and shimmering with an ethereal glow. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as he stared at it.
"The First Treasure of Pax Gloriosa?" Caelus muttered, reading the blood-red words scrawled across the ancient scroll. Before he could think further, the text shifted, morphing into something else.
{First Treasure: Dual Cultivation of Eternity}
The words barely had time to register in his mind before a voice rang in his ears, deep and commanding, echoing like a divine decree.
{Manipulation of dark matter has been gained.}
{Rizzler Rizz has been gained. (Error: Original Rizz is already at maximum levels. Merging Original Rizz and Rizzler Rizz…)}
{Stamina (Dick's) has been increased.}
{...}
{...…}
The voice droned on, announcing new abilities with the enthusiasm of a bored game narrator, but Caelus wasn't paying attention to all of it.
His focus shifted back to his surroundings as the oppressive void began to crumble.
The darkness shattered like a mirror struck by a stone, its fragments breaking apart, only to disintegrate further into nothingness.
The void gave way to light, blinding and all-encompassing, but even that light seemed… wrong. Corrupted.
It pulsed unnaturally, collapsing in on itself just like the darkness had moments ago, leaving nothing behind.
Caelus furrowed his brows, his grip tightening on the golden scroll—the First Treasure of Pax Gloriosa.
For those unfamiliar, Pax Gloriosa wasn't just a name. He was Caelus's ancestor, the first emperor to unite the entire world in a mere decade and a half.
Not only was he the founder of magic, but his legacy was so profound that even thousands of years after his death, people worshipped him.
And not just as a hero—no, Pax Gloriosa was revered above the gods of the ancient age.
After all, he was the bringer of eternal peace, a peace so glorious and enduring that his very name became synonymous with triumph: Pax Gloriosa/Pax Eternia, The Eternal And Glorious Peace.
As the isolating barrier around Caelus finally dissolved, his surroundings shifted abruptly. He found himself standing in… a bathroom?
In front of him was a stunning woman with golden hair cascading down her back, her ample chest barely hidden as she lounged in a luxurious bathtub. She froze for a second, her violet eyes locking onto his. Then, chaos erupted.
"DAMN PERVERT!" Tsunade screamed, scrambling to cover herself with one arm while the other flung random objects at him with surprising accuracy.
BONK! A bar of soap hit Caelus square in the forehead.
{A/N: Hmmmm… chin rub How was the chapter? Leave your thoughts below!}