THE ONLY FUEL IS USING THE D part 1

1

“Oooff!! Ooff!”

As the darkness covered his eyes and his muffled voice resounded, Calix kept calling for help but no one responded. His arms were tied at the back of the chair he was shaking on. His blinded vision sent shivers deep in him as fear crawled in his mind. Darkness made his mind imagine a lot of things, his kicking legs relentlessly move as he was afraid of his situation. He thought that perhaps another misfortune was going to happen to him. Despite experiencing Backlash for three years he still didn’t like being in shit and he would never like it.

“Fufu, good boy, don’t worry, this cute sister will not hurt you.”

Calix jolted, a warm hand touched his leg, the hand further moved forward touching his peaceful rod. The serene yet dangerous voice was asking him to calm down but he couldn’t, not in this condition.

Calix trembled as his situation was unknown and even the voice was a stranger to him. He struggled and his movement became erratic, the fear of the unknown was kicking in. His hands clenched and he relentlessly rubbed the rope that tied him on the rusty pole of the chair. This may sound like bullshit, but he was definitely kidnapped! He was kidnapped without any reason or to be exact, he didn’t know the reason why he was kidnapped! In the first place, was he even the real target or just the abductor mistook him for someone? 

Not that it matters. At this moment, he knew that he fucked up. 

“Off!! Ooff!!”

His covered mouth created incomprehensible words. His saliva dripped out as he kept shouting help with his muffled mouth, it was futile by the way. He was blindfolded and he couldn’t see. But he was actually inside a hidden lair that only one person know. And worst of that, the lair was in the middle of the forest, the deepest part where no one would hear his scream. Calix was definitely fucked up.

“Ahh, don’t be sad, big sister will be here to keep you safe~”

Whispered by the woman, the voice was mature which made Calix think that his abductor was an adult woman, or perhaps acting like one. Her hissing sent him mixed emotions, one with fear and expectation. 

“Ooogfggff!!!”

He yelped as he felt the warm hand touching his crotch over the pants. On top of that, it seemed like the woman was slowly taking his pants off! The scraping of the pants on his skin signaled Calix of unmistakable premonition. Again, he was going to be raped!

‘Not again!! Fuck this!’

He cursed in his mind, his skin perceived the soft caresses that the woman did to him, every strand of his hair stood, and sooner his junior too. Calix groaned as he realized where the woman was touching him now.

His chest felt her tongue and even his nipple felt the wet sensation. He confirmed that the woman was licking him, he moaned in his covered mouth as her tongue toying his nipples and chest. He trembled, the sensation was so great that even he, a person who was afraid and kidnapped, forgot his situation for a second. The tongue flick and he further lost his strength, on top of that, his shaft was being teased too! Calix was losing his mind right now, the darkness led him to imagine many things, and all he was thinking about were lewd things!

Oh God, forgive me for I’m about to sin!

He couldn’t help it! A woman was touching his cock and licking his nipple, he is not a man if he won’t react. He was just a simple young man three months ago, he just wanted to dig the essence and concept of his Term Attribute. Never in his right mind would he think that he will be in this situation in the present time, what a great transition he thought.  

‘If I have known that this will be my fuel, then I will never do this!’

Calix Romoel was an eighteen years old guy who wanted to become a Vindicator but now was in a sealed room with a woman on top pleasuring him. Just because of his dream to become stronger, he was forced(?) to do things that he didn’t normally do. To be more precise, a virgin like him was compelled(?) to have sex, and he succeeded in doing that. This led him to be caught in a dangerous battle of wits and sex…

‘Yeah, right.’

His Term Attribute was called Luck, a broad concept and hard to understand the notion. Luck could be used in different ways and he didn’t know how to employ it. In fact, in his three years of understanding the word, he only recently opened its potential. He realized how to use his power three months ago in an unexpected situation. His Term Attribute Luck was connected to his genitalia. In short, to awaken his power, he must use his dick… It was out of a way concept. He will be lucky if he had sex, that’s what he understood. 

Deciphering his power brought him pleasure… and which caused him to be in this situation, kidnapped, tied in the chair, blindfolded, and couldn’t talk. To make the matter worst, he didn’t know how he did it. All recalled was that his conquest expanded and made him a gigolo and the luckiest person.

‘Luckiest my ass! How can I be lucky if I’m kidnapped?’

“Offf!”

The tongue departed from his nipple and moved down to his waist. He perceived her hot breathing leading his junior to greet her with utmost respect and salutation.

“Ara ara, a bad boy wants to be punished.”

His hard member twitched as her hands began stroking it. Calix was on the utmost top of himself, unfocused. He was high as the stroke became faster making him groan in pleasure. An unknown woman was pleasing him. Calix wanted her to stop but at the same time not, he was in dilemma. He straightened his back and throbbed in excitement. 

“Fufu, you’re so cute.”

The darkroom was filled with Calix’s deadened voice, together with his shaking body. Still, deep in him, he was asking his power to start doing its job. He knew that the only way to escape this place was to keep using his D. As long as he was doing sexual practices with a female, fate would help him and give him the luckiest scenario he can have. 

‘Luck, go and start your job!!’

2

LUCK:

1. Something that happens to someone by chance, a chance occurrence, especially a favorable one.

2. A superstitious feeling that brings fortune or success.

Luck was easy to understand if you read it in the dictionary, it was chances or occurrences that may bring success or prosperity. 

However, for a guy like Calix who had this kind of Term Attribute, he couldn’t decipher the word! He tried many things to awaken this goddamn phrase but he can not. 

“Luck? More like misfortune!”

Calix sighed as he was at the desolate table behind the school campus. He was eating his food slowly with his grumpy face and curled downward lips. He was depressed and it was written on his face since long ago. Since the time he entered high school, his life became filled with misfortune. Negative effects happened to him as his age went up. An eighteen years old guy like him couldn’t understand his Term Attribute and suffered from backlash. He was embarrassed and disgrace always followed him and as time passed Calix became a loner. 

He didn’t want to see the face of the people who took pity or mock him, neither one of those two was good for him. It would only decrease his self-esteem if he looked at their faces. Calix always bowed his head so that he won’t see any of their expression. All these things happened to him because of the unique/vague power that he couldn’t decipher leading him to undergo an endless shit.

He tried to figure out how his Term Attribute worked yet he still fail. He tried gambling, the outcome, he lost his allowance and returned to the dorm broke. He tried to fight an Aberrant, and the outcome, seven stitches on his abdomen and broken ribs, he had a hard time breathing in the hospital room for months. His Luck didn’t work no matter how much he tried, he didn’t know how to use the concept of Luck. Calix spent hours, days, months, and years just to understand the word but no lucky coincidence, godsend, or any fortunate conclusion happen to him.

“Fuck!”

He slammed his fist against the table and his plate clanked leading his spoon to drop on the dirt which caused him to curse again.

“Shit, now I have to use my fork…”

He grimaced and leaned, he extended his hand to reach the dirty spoon. But instead of reaching the spoon, he lost balance and tumbled to the ground. His blue shirt was tainted with mud and his eyes widened in surprise and frustration. He just recently bought this shirt!

“Damn it!”

This was his third time swearing. 

He immediately stood and cleaned his shirt. However, no matter how much he tried to wipe the dirt, the stain further spread on the shirt. 

His face reddened in fury, he was huffing frustrated with his situation. It was obvious that Calix was not a lucky person, it was the opposite. His face contorted as he grunted, he looked at the puddle of mud and found that the spoon was dirtier. He clicked his tongue and aggressively kicked the spoon out of the puddle. The spoon drifted away but the mud splashed and tainted his pants. Now, he had two things to clean.

“This is awful…”

He lost his strength to argue with fate. He decided to sit down and change clothes after eating his food. But when he returned to the table, he realized that his sandwich was missing. Only the plate was there but the sandwich was not present. He looked around and tried to find his food and when he looked up, he saw that a squirrel was holding his sandwich munching it like a glutton. Its cheeks bulged as it kept consuming the food that it had recently stolen. 

Ahem, he’s stupid, why use a spoon and fork? You’re going to eat a goddamn sandwich, can’t you use your hands? Well, it doesn’t matter anyway since the squirrel already has the food.

“…”

He wanted to cry and tears gradually appeared in his eyes, but he wiped them off and controlled his surging emotions. He didn’t want to cry because real men don’t cry, his father told him that and he abides by that rule. His eyes looked at the almost finished sandwich that the squirrel was gobbling. He made it with care but it seemed like he was not the one whose going to eat it. 

“Forget it, the squirrel needs the food more than me. As a higher being, I must be forgiving and help the lives around me, be it animals or not.”

He steadied his erupting heart and justified the unlucky sequence of events that happened to him. If not,  there was a chance that he might cry and tantrum in this lonely spot behind the campus.

“That’s right, I’m helping the squirrel.”

He slapped his chest and convinced himself, although the slap caused the mud to spatter on his face. 

“… I’m okay, I’m okay.”

His pitiful figure kept convincing himself. Sometimes, he was thinking if the misfortune that he went on was a part of the effects of his Term Attribute Luck. He was not sure but he greatly believed that it was connected. Since the moment he learned that his Term Attribute was called Luck when he was fifteen, setbacks kept coming at him. Calix guessed that his Term Attribute was messing with his life. The Backlash was reacting since he couldn’t decipher his Term Attribute. 

“It’s a good thing I started living in the dorm when I’m fifteen, if not, my father will be caught in this misfortune…” 

He became melancholic, his gaze turned down believing that he did the right thing. He and his father recently fought over the phone, his father wanted him to return home but Calix replied that he didn’t have any intention of returning. He didn’t want to spread this misfortune. 

His father, Andreas Romoel was a powerful Vindicator. He had the Steel Physique Term Attribute where his skin became tough like a bulk of steel combined. His father made many achievements in his life and Calix admired him dearly. That’s why when he realized that he had a flimsy Term Attribute, he decided to distance himself from his father. Of course, Calix didn’t stop deciphering his Term Attribute, he still believed that his power had something. Although things only escalated on the negative side which caused him to turn down the offer of his father. 

“My father will be affected if I return home.”

Calix and his father were the only members of the Romoel family, his mother died in an accident last ten years ago. Calix was still a child at that time but he still remembered the beautiful face of his mother. 

“Why does even my mind filled with sad memories?”

He shook his head and erased the thoughts that could make him scrunch again. He sighed and decided to clean his belongings that were tainted by the mud too…

3

Calix decided to return to the dorm since he didn’t have any shirts. To be blunt, he didn’t have any intention of returning to school today.

“It doesn’t matter anyway, the subject right now till the afternoon is a practical subject about Term Attribute, which I don’t have. I’ll be laughingstock again if I show myself.”

He sighed as he walked to the walkway, he turned left and walked 50 steps. There he saw the girl who was the girlfriend of the guy from the other side of his room, they stared at each other before the girl turned her eyes. Calix didn’t care and he reached his room after. He extended his hand and grabbed the knob, the door opened after he inserted the key and rotated the knob. 

He was welcomed by the unchangeable image of his room. The thing that first showed up was the destroyed walls. Yup, the four sides of the room had cracks and might fall at any moment. Actually, this room was great and looked new when he first came to the campus. However, because of an unexplainable reason, an earthquake happened and led the walls to crack. To make the matter worst, the only room affected was his room!

“All of the rooms except mine didn’t have any cracks…”

He grimaced and peacefully put his bag on the shelf. He didn’t want to cause another accident by tossing his bag. He injured his head the last time he did that. A bottle of milk dropped when he tossed the bag then he slipped onto the floor and cracked his head. 

“What can I say? I’m unfortunate.”

He accomplished taking his dirty clothes off without causing any accident, he breathed in relief. Again, he meticulously put the clothes in the basket. He was afraid to have a black eye because of a falling lightbulb… What a poor guy.

Calix walked naked into the room, it was fine since he had this room all for his own. His roommate ran away after being caught in his deadly virus called misfortune. A series of misfortunes happened around him so the roommate left before he lost his sanity. Calix was a dangerous person, the roommate preached it to the students and many people believed him since most of the students, his batchmates, knew that Calix had an undecipher Luck Term Attribute. 

Based on the surroundings, it was obvious that his Term Attribute was hunting him because he couldn’t decipher its power. The things that happened around him were the opposite of Luck. No one was brave enough to get close to him, Calix was famous for being a living disaster.

“Hayst…”

Calix’s bare body moved in the room, he searched for new pants and a shirt. As he walked his massive dangling junior danced in the air. 

“This looks good… hey! Why is it discolor?!”

The shirt that he just took out was discolored, its right side was a bit pinkish. 

“Did I make mistake and add color clothes when I washed them?”

He clutched the shirt in ferocity but after a few hard breaths, he decided to let it go. He was Calix, wherever he goes, misfortunes will follow. It was obvious that disastrous things would happen to him. Calix was already accustomed to this so he just let it slide, nothing would happen anyway even if he got angry. It was better if he don’t let himself be affected by this series of misfortune. Besides, it was just simple clothes. He should be thankful that this was the only bad thing that happened to him.

Calix looked at the mirror, he had six-pack abs and he had well tone body. Even though he didn’t have an offensive Term Attribute, Calix kept training his body. He was taught to have a healthy body. His father taught him how to exercise when he turned 12.