The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

Kaisen was so pumped up to see his brother and find out what he'd been up to in his absence that his excitement deflated like a balloon when Kara stopped the bike again after riding for only about 10 meters.

"What now? Did you forget something?"

Kaisen asked, wiggling his butt on the back seat like a worm on a hot sidewalk.

"We're actually at our destination. Hop off."

Kara said, pulling her helmet off with the grace of someone removing a crown.

"What the fuck are you saying? Is this some kind of joke? We're at a dead end...oh, let me guess, it must be some secret underground bunker where he's hiding, right? I mean, what else do I expect from that guy, huh?"

Kaisen rolled his eyes so hard he nearly saw his brain.

It did make sense. If the Authority hadn't already come to fix the bridge, it meant they didn't have enough manpower to do so, let alone investigate the depths of this cliff.

It was a smart move but a double-edged sword. If by any chance someone from the Authority saw Kayden's shenanigans loitering here, just like he and Kara were doing now, then it'd be game over.

Kara chuckled at his antics, her laughter like a mischievous fairy's giggle.

"Silly boy. Get off, and I'll show you the magical bunker," she teased, patting his thigh. Again.

"You could've just told me to walk here. Why did you make me climb on this dumb bike only to ride 10 meters, huh?"

Kaisen grumbled, muttering under his breath as he hopped off the bike, sweeping his essentials into his arms like a disgruntled squirrel gathering nuts.

Kara dismounted the bike, her leg stretching like a cat waking from a nap, her ass cheeks flexing in a way that made Kaisen's mouth water.

"If you're gonna complain about a little inconvenience like this, how do you hope to control me, baby?"

Kara purred, smiling seductively. She slowly licked her lips, her eyes practically screaming that she was the one in control. Kaisen had to swallow hard to steady himself. This woman was dangerous. Real dangerous.

"Once I unleash my beast, no kitty will ever be wild again."

Kaisen challenged her, earning a grin that essentially said, 'bring it on.'

"We'll see about that..."

Kara said, walking forward, but not before grabbing his dick and giving it a squeeze that made him wince in pain.

"Come on, babe. No time to dawdle," Kara said, clapping her hands twice.

Clap. Clap.

What happened next made Kaisen's eyes widen like saucers, ready to pop out of his head and roll across the floor. He never thought his idiot brother could pull off something like this.

Heck, he never thought he'd see anything like this in his entire life.

"Holy cow on a unicycle!" Kaisen gawked, earning a giggle from Kara.

When she clapped her hands, twice at that, the environment transformed.

The vast night field with the broken bridge suddenly transformed, replaced by a pristine white interior that spread around him like a splash of paint on a canvas.

But this wasn't just any ordinary box; it was like stepping into one of those ultra-fancy, camouflage jet airplanes with exteriors that looked like mirrors or windows to another world.

The kind the super-rich would own, the type that could make a spaceship jealous.

Kaisen watched in amazement as the outside world morphed before his eyes. The white interior filled every corner, making it seem like they were inside a cloud.

The only view of the outside world was behind him, where they had just ridden the bike.

Even that view vanished as a door slowly descended from above, sealing him off from the outside world completely.

It was as if the place had swallowed him whole, locking him in a gleaming, high-tech cocoon.

"Can't the Authority track this thing?"

Kaisen asked, trailing behind Kara as she opened a latch door and stepped inside.

"This baby is so retro, it's practically a museum piece," Kara explained, with a smirk.

"These parts are so old. So old that its not even registered in the Authority archive anymore. It was a hassle getting them from the black market, but once Kayden set himself up as the new Emperor of this sin city, the black market dealers started bending over backwards like circus contortionists to meet his needs."

The door behind him closed with a metallic clang, shutting him off from the outside world. Kaisen's anxiety spiked.

How could that guy even proclaim to be the emperor when he didn't have any decent cyberware to protect himself?

Everyone around him was a walking tank compared to him. Even Kara could squash him like a bug, so why was Kayden still the emperor of this twisted playground?

It felt like handing a toddler the keys to a monster truck. Sure, it was fun until he accidentally drove it into a wall.

Kaisen's mind raced as he tried to piece together this bizarre puzzle.

How had Kayden, the guy who couldn't organize a sock drawer, managed to become the ruler of a world where people fought with more mods than a sci-fi game?

"You must be wondering why your brother is the emperor of this world, right, babe?"

Kara chuckled, glancing back at him with a sly grin as they reached the cockpit.

The jet wasn't as large as he'd imagined, but then again, a lighter ship had the advantage of speed, and considering the parts Kara had mentioned, it made sense.

"He didn't have any useful cyberware on him when I was transported there. I guess he found something that made you all bend the knee to him, huh?"

Kaisen asked, watching Kara as she bent down to enter the pilot seat and began flicking switches on the dashboard. She patted the empty seat on the left, and Kaisen had to bend down a little to squeeze in.

With some more tinkering, the jet suddenly came to life, its cockpit lighting up like a Christmas tree with multiple colorful LEDs.

"Well," Kara said, a mischievous sparkle in her eye, "he did get something that made everyone bow down, but it's not cyberware. It's something else. Something... very magical."