Song of Ass Hell

"Is this not me?"

Primitive Youth Stan stared in disbelief at his body, which had undergone a tremendous transformation. This brand-new body brimmed with astonishing vitality, as if it possessed strength that would never run dry. Anyone would want such a beautiful body.

But he had not actively taken on the role. He had changed passively, passively becoming attuned to the aura of this beautiful place that seemed to be Primal Paradise.

Almost instinctively, Stan Duplessis sensed danger, especially when he realized that the warning that should have arisen in his mind was fading away. He felt an urge to completely merge with the paradise.

"No, I need to leave!"

Like a cheetah, Stan Duplessis sprinted toward the grassland.

He wanted to leave, but he had not forgotten to take Little Snowball with him.

Because of their soul bond, coupled with the days they had spent together, he had long regarded Little Snowball as part of his life.

But just as he took a stride forward, picked up Little Snowball, and prepared to leave the paradise, the weeping Primitive Girl appeared before him. Her unclothed body stood with arms spread wide, her long hair cascading to her ankles. She was trying to keep Youth Stan from leaving.

The sight was dreamlike, yet sorrowful.

Especially as Stan Duplessis made his refusal obvious. He even wanted to roughly shove the girl to the ground.

At the instant they were about to touch, the entire paradise seemed to react.

Stan felt his feet halt. His powerful legs were being tangled by growing grass, and a snow-white Long-Eared Rabbit emerged from the brush. Its fluffy little paws held a flute, which it was playing.

Before him, a vivid thorny flower bloomed. A flock of fairies flew from within, carrying a harp together as a