Chapter 47: Shadows of the Past
"I’m going to take a shower," said Kellar, standing up.
He walked into the back of the cabin. He had reserved a small area with the intention of building a proper bathroom in the future; for now, it was just an empty wooden room with a small hole in the floor for water to drain outside.
He stripped off his clothes and began pouring water over himself using a wooden bucket. Even though the water was ice-cold, his body barely felt the shock; in fact, the sensation was surprisingly comfortable. Kellar wondered if having been fully accepted by the System as part of the tribe meant his body’s density and physical constitution had increased enough to make him far more resistant to this world’s freezing temperatures.
At that moment, the entrance curtain moved and Aunt Maya stepped into the room.
"Would you like me to help wash your back?" said Aunt Maya.
Kellar turned around without a shred of shame, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"Sure, you can start rubbing right here," said Kellar, pointing down at his veiny dick.
Maya took a step forward, but instead of reaching for the washcloth, she looked Kellar dead in the eye with a solemn expression.
"Before that... can I talk to you for a moment?" said Aunt Maya.
Seeing how serious his aunt was, Kellar wiped the playful grin off his face.
"What is it, aunt?" said Kellar.
"You’ve changed so much," said Aunt Maya, letting out a faint, frosty breath. "Ever since that night... what happened to you?"
"Didn’t I tell you that day?" said Kellar calmly. "The Kellar you knew is dead. Now I am the new Kellar."
His aunt let out a long sigh. She had desperately wanted to believe those words spoken days ago were just a joke or a fever dream, but looking at the calm, mature gaze standing before her, she realized he had meant it with absolute seriousness.
"So... did I kill my own nephew?" said Aunt Maya, her voice trembling.
"You used far too strong of a sleeping potion," said Kellar. "He passed away quietly in his sleep, and I took over his body."
Maya stumbled back a step, her eyes wide with sudden panic.
"What are you?" said Aunt Maya, her voice choked. "Are you a ghost? A demon?"
"I am a human," said Kellar. "I just come from another world, one very different from this one. Over there, we have fortresses and towers of metal that scrape the clouds and reach into the heavens, colossal ships forged of iron as massive as an entire city floating across the seas, and giant birds of steel that carry hundreds of people through the sky at speeds faster than the wind itself."
Maya stood frozen in place, taking in every word as if listening to a legend from the realm of the gods themselves. The sheer concept of metal structures clawing at the sky or steel monsters soaring through the clouds was something far beyond what her tribal mind could comprehend. Shock and fascination held her breath hostage, leaving her suspended in a mix of absolute dread and reverent awe toward the entity now inhabiting her late nephew’s body.
"Will I... ever get to see anything from that world?" said Maya, her voice trembling with lingering shock.
"Without a doubt," said Kellar, looking down at her intently. "I will build them right here so you can see them with your own eyes one day."
Maya nodded slowly, though her hands still shook slightly and she couldn’t break eye contact with him. Seeing her nervousness, Kellar took a calm step closer.
"Are you afraid of me?" said Kellar.
"No..." said Maya, gently shaking her head. "I’m not afraid. It’s strange, but I feel as if I’ve known you for a long time. You are different from my nephew, but I don’t feel any fear toward you."
"Everything is going to be fine, Maya," said Kellar in a firm tone. "It doesn’t matter how this all started. I will keep treating you the same way, and I’ll keep taking care of you and this household."
Maya lowered her gaze for a moment, letting out a long sigh filled with hesitation.
"I don’t want to keep being your aunt," said Maya, pressing her lips together. "It’s... complicated."
"Complicated?" said Kellar, a faint smirk surfacing as he closed the distance between them. "Is it complicated because you refuse to accept that you’ve always loved your nephew in secret? That even when you were fucking your late husband, you dreamed it was your nephew’s dick fucking you instead?"
"That’s not true!" said Maya, blushing as she took a quick step back. "I never thought of you like that!"
"So are you going to say you didn’t enjoy it that night?" said Kellar, taking another step forward and cornering her against the wooden wall. "Or why did you ride me with so much passion? I didn’t see a desperate widow just trying not to die alone; I saw a horny woman riding her nephew’s dick. I still remember how your tongue was hanging out while your breasts bounced all over the place. And you still claim you didn’t desire your nephew?"
Maya clenched her fists, her breathing ragged and her eyes fixed on the floor as heat flushed across her entire face.
"I... I couldn’t pay for another man’s seed..." said Maya, her voice choked. "I could only..."
"So I was just your last option?" said Kellar, letting out a short laugh as he looked down at her. "Then you don’t need it anymore, do you? Starting today, you don’t need to come looking for your nephew’s cock ever again, right?"
Maya couldn’t help but feel a hollow void in her heart at the mere thought of Kellar abandoning her and casting her aside.
"No, master... that’s not true!" said Maya, throwing away all her pride as she dropped swiftly to her knees before him.
Without a second of hesitation, she took Kellar’s thick, veiny dick with both hands and stuffed it straight into her mouth, sucking on it with desperate devotion.
"Of course I love my nephew... I am a nephew lover!" said Maya, her voice choked between each deep stroke in her mouth. "Please don’t abandon me... I couldn’t live without your big cock ever again. I’ll do whatever you ask of me, master... anything."