Ten Lucky Draws: I Became OP

"Is that so?" Ash asked as he finally broke his silence.

Hearing his voice, Dream’s eyes instinctively lifted to meet his face.

’What did he do just now?’ she wondered, realizing the words she had just spoken weren’t exactly what she had intended.

Not that she disliked them—it was just never her plan to say them.

Elysia’s influence on the Greater Narrative hadn’t gone so far as to make her genuinely see Ash as her husband.

It was only enough to subtly shift what would come out of her mouth next.

And Ash himself, like mentioned before, he didn’t plan to get his hands dirty one bit.

Well, he didn’t initially....

As in this moment across the other seventeen lost realities, they were all having a similar situation going on.

Each of them had faced some form of betrayal or a reason for their sealing.

Before they could rebuild their Realities, they first needed to cleanse the lingering influence of Nonexistence.

It wasn’t strictly necessary, but since Ash wanted it, it would be done.

Now, in this moment, seeing Kaled so obsessed with Dream, Ash didn’t mind breaking from the norm to put on a show.

’I mean, what would hurt worse than seeing your crush being fucked?’ He thought.

Kaled took a heavy step forward, his massive frame shaking with barely contained rage as he pointed at Ash.

"Who the hell are you?! State your existence right now, you bastard!"

Ash ignored him completely.

With a simple snap of his fingers, Kaled froze mid-stride — his body locked in place, unable to move or speak, eyes wide with shock and fury.

Ash turned his full attention back to the Dream. He gently cupped her face with one hand, his thumb brushing along her chin as he tilted her head up to meet his gaze.

"Do you know that this guy has been infatuated with you for a very long time?" he asked, his voice low and intimate.

The Dream’s cheeks flushed slightly, her colorful eyes flickering with surprise.

"No... I never worried about such things before," she admitted softly. Inwardly, however, a warm, unexpected thrill ran through her as she thought, ’But with him... I wouldn’t mind experiencing it.’

Ash chuckled, the sound deep and mischievous.

"Follow my lead... I have a way to make this revenge very sweet."

Without waiting for a response, he leaned in and kissed her.

Now, when Ash meant by following his lead, he was being literal. He knew that Dream had never gave into the primal aspects of reality.

So, when he kissed her... It was nasty — deep, hungry, and shameless.

He kissed her deeply, his tongue slipping into her mouth with a possessive intensity, yet his movements were slow and guiding, never rough.

The Dream gasped into the kiss, her body melting against his as he devoured her lips, sucking on her tongue and biting her lower lip hard enough to make her moan softly.

"Mmh~"

Her hands instinctively grabbed onto his long-sleeved shirt, pulling him closer as the kiss grew sloppier, wetter, strings of saliva connecting their lips when he briefly pulled back for air before diving in again.

Kaled’s eyes bulged with rage and heartbreak, forced to watch every second while completely immobilized.

Ash’s hand slid down her back, gripping her waist possessively as he continued the heated, messy kiss — tongues tangling, lips smacking wetly, soft, needy moans escaping the Dream as she surrendered to the moment.

Mmmph... haa...

He broke the kiss just enough to speak, his breath hot against her lips, voice low and dripping with deliberate cruelty.

"Look at him," Ash murmured, loud enough for the frozen Kaled to hear every word.

"Look at how he’s staring. He’s been dreaming about this for centuries, you know? About having you all to himself."

The Dream’s cheeks burned, her colorful eyes half-lidded with lust as she glanced sideways at the immobilized warrior.

A soft whimper escaped her when Ash’s hand slid lower, cupping her ass and squeezing firmly.

"Poor thing," Ash continued, his tone mocking as he kissed along her jaw, then down her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a visible mark.

"All that obsession... and he still doesn’t get to touch you. Not even once."

Slurp... mmm...

He bit down on her collarbone, making her gasp and arch into him.

His fingers found the edge of her silver dress and tugged it down slowly, deliberately, exposing the soft curve of her breasts. The fabric pooled at her waist, leaving her topless in the open air of the Dream Reality.

Kaled’s eyes widened in agony, his frozen body trembling as he was forced to watch.

However, in this moment... before he could even see anything.

His pupils dilated as the edges of his vision beginning to blur and burn as if acid were being poured into them.

Ash chuckled darkly against her skin, his hand cupping one of her bare breasts, thumb circling the hardened nipple.

"Doesn’t it hurt, Kaled?" he called out casually, not even looking at the man.

"Knowing you’ll never have this? Knowing I can have her whenever I want... and you can only Dream?"

The Dream moaned louder as Ash pinched her nipple, her body trembling against him.

"Ah~ Ash..."

He kissed her again, deeper this time, his tongue dominating hers as his other hand pushed the rest of her dress down her hips.

The silver fabric slid to the ground, leaving her completely naked — her flawless, ethereal body on full display, breasts heaving, thighs glistening with arousal.

And with that.... Kaled’s eyes completely melted, just as her silhouette was shown...

Thick, dark tears of blood and shadow leaked from the corners as the sight burned into him, the pain unbearable.

His frozen body shook violently, but he couldn’t move nor put his focus elsewhere— Ash’s power kept him trapped, forcing him to witness every second.

Ash pulled back from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips as he looked down at the Dream’s naked form with open hunger.

"Beautiful," he murmured, loud enough for Kaled to hear. "And all mines."

And with Kaled eyes melted — two blackened, ruined sockets left in their place as the last thing he ever saw was the woman he had obsessed over for eons being claimed by another.

Ash didn’t even glance at him.

He simply pulled the Dream closer, his hands roaming over her bare skin as he kissed her again much more possessive this time.