NTR: Choice Based System

"Nephew Yang," Barad called, noticing his lost expression. Ye Yang looked up at his uncle. "What happened? What were you thinking?"

"Huh?"

Ye Yang found himself back to the day he received the offer from the Training Head to train him and Dan Ya with another escort warrior.

He couldn't believe what had transpired. Just moments ago, he'd lived through a month with Aunt Ya, enduring the Training Head's abuse of Dan Ya under the guise of training.

Then Ye Yang was attacked by the Training Head at the end of the training, who nearly killed him. Somehow, Ye Yang survived and killed the Training Head.

Now, everything seemed like a dream, a vivid and terrifying dream. The question lingered in his mind: "How?"

Uncle Barad and Aunt Ya sensed something was amiss and approached Ye Yang, who was still grappling with the situation. Dan Ya, concerned, asked, "Yang'er... what's wrong? Why do you look so tense?"

Even the Training Head felt an inexplicable disturbance when he looked at Ye Yang.

Hell on the other hand could sense a strange power manipulating events from the shadows, but his injuries hindered his ability to pinpoint the source.

Ye Yang controlled his racing emotions and spoke, "Everything is alright, Aunt Ya. I just exhausted myself after running here and there."

Dan Ya hugged him. "Ah, I can understand that. Why don't you rest and then you can think if you wanted to join the training or not."

Ye Yang got up, "No need, Aunt. I'll go back and yes; I'll join you on the training." With that, he ran out of the escort agency.

"What?" Aunt Ya exclaimed.

"What happened to him?" the Training Head asked.

Barad spoke, "Seems like he was really tired and needed a better rest at his own place." He looked at the Training Head, "Brother, thank you for helping me in these situations."

The Training Head spoke, "Oh, no need to thank me. After all, you have given me such a great opportunity." Then he looked at Dan Ya, "Lady Dan Ya, get ready for what is coming, I mean for a strict training."

He was looking at her with a creepy smile, but Dan Ya's focus was on Ye Yang, so she ignored his creepy look. "I'm ready, I just hope Yang'er is okay."

Meanwhile, as Ye Yang came out of the escort agency, Hell asked, "What the hell is happening with you?"

Ye Yang spoke, "You won't believe me if I told you." He was still reeling with the thoughts of having that strange daydream.

Hell spoke in a mocking tone, "You better tell me, and I will decide whether to believe in you or not."

Ye Yang sighed, "Okay, so listen..."

Ye Yang took a deep breath and began to recount his bizarre experience. "I had this... dream, or maybe it wasn't a dream. I felt like I have lived this moment and even to the point that was Training under Training Head with Aunt Ya and other but everything was different. The Training Head was... well, he was trying to kill me. I fought back, and I don't know how, but I won."

Hell, ever the sceptic, raised an eyebrow. "And you believe this?"

"I don't know what to believe anymore," Ye Yang admitted. "It felt so real. I could feel the fear, the pain, the anger."

Hell leaned in, his eyes narrowing. "so you are saying that you lived a moment or it was just a day dream but you felt that it was real."

Ye Yang nodded, a sense of unease washing over him. "yes, I know It's hard to believe but the Training and the pain when Training Head attacked to kill me, all felt real."

"how is this possible," Hell added, his voice low. "it felt like regression but at the same time it's not?"

Ye Yang shrugged. "I don't know."

Hell's eyes widened. "there must be someone who is manipulating the string?"

Ye Yang nodded. "I don't know. But it seems to me too, but whatever those powers are, what they wanted from me."

Hell pondered for a moment. "We need to be careful, Ye Yang. Very careful. This could be more dangerous than we ever imagined."

Ye Yang nodded solemnly. "I know. I just hope we can figure out what's going on before it's too late."

As they walked, Ye Yang couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister was lurking in the shadows. The Training Head's sudden aggression, and the inexplicable power he had felt during the fight - all of it pointed towards a warning.

He wondered if he was truly the target of this mysterious force, or if he was merely a pawn in a much larger chess game. The only way to find out was to delve deeper into the mystery, no matter the cost.

Ye Yang couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. He knew that the next time he faced the Training Head, it wouldn't be a simple sparring match. It would be a battle for survival.

Then he remembered something, "Now that I think about it, in the whole time in my dream, you weren't with me. From now on, you'll stay with me and then let's see how the reality ends."

Then he went to his quarter to rest, but then he saw his mother's guard. The guard greeted him with a smile and left in a hurry.

"Why is he in such a hurry?" Ye Yang shook his head and headed to his room. After he left that place, his mother came, her body marked with love bites, and she was oozing a seductive scent.

She then headed straight towards her own quarters and prepared a bath for herself. Removing her dress, she saw many marks of the Holy Son Xiao Feng and her guards left on her body and couldn't help but feel a strange sensation inside her body.

Her neck had turned blue, while her upper chest and breasts were red with teeth marks and hickeys, but it didn't end there, as it was all over her body. The marks of two men who had ravaged her body, in the study room of the Ye clan.