Infinite Returns Vol.2 (Part-1)
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Chapter 26: The first trial
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 26: The first trial - Volume 2 begins with danger and betrayal: Ethan faces trials blessed by a hidden power, while Jade confesses her love for her daughter’s husband, sparking a deadly clash with Julie.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mind Control Romantic Slavery Fiction GameLit High Fantasy Mystery Magic Demons Politics
{Your first trial will start.}
That’s what Ethan heard before finding himself in an entirely new place.
A ruined battlefield.
The ground was scorched. Smoke lingered in the air, and the moans of the wounded and desperate filled the silence. Scattered corpses and shattered weapons of all kinds.
The soil was still soaked with fresh blood.
The battle had clearly ended not long ago.
Ethan took in the sight, his heart aching. It was his first time seeing such a cruel scene.
Instinctively, he willed his inventory to open—ready to help those struggling to survive.
But—
“Wait, what?”
He couldn’t open it.
{You are not allowed to use anything except what the Tower has provided in this trial.}
{Your talents and skills have been locked.}
He stopped. Looked around.
Beside him, a small wooden cart sat filled with supplies—just enough to help a few.
But far from enough for everyone.
Seeing this, Ethan immediately understood.
{Floor 1: Special Trial}
{Help the ones truly in need.}
{Reward: One skill}
He sighed.
He had to choose.
He had to decide who needed help the most.
He looked at his small wooden cart. At best, he could help three people.
Out of thousands.
“ ... Hell.”
Ethan was struggling. He felt limited.
As someone who spent without thinking, without worrying about price or quantity—this trial was pushing him to the edge.
He sighed. Again.
...
As he walked through the battlefield with his cart, they noticed him.
The moment they saw his fair skin, clean clothes, and supplies—
They rushed him.
“Sir! Good sir! Please help me, my sister is dying of hunger!”
A gaunt boy—barely ten years old—clutched at his sleeve, his hollow eyes filled with desperation.
Before Ethan could respond, another voice cut in.
“Please—just some medicine to heal my wounds. If I don’t get it, I won’t make it.”
A grizzled soldier, bloodied and weak, grabbed his wrist.
Then it began.
More people swarmed him.
More voices pleaded.
Each person cried out their suffering, begging to be chosen.
Ethan felt dizzy.
His mind blurred with their voices.
He couldn’t think. Couldn’t focus.
“STOP!”
His voice boomed over the chaos, stunning them into silence.
He took a deep breath.
“I’m sorry.”
“I can only help three people. And I’ll pick the three most desperate situations.”
Outrage.
That’s what filled their faces.
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