NTR system: My talent is to be cuck

The room fell into deep silence, then a stunned Han appeared. He had watched every second from when Aria was being fucked by Robert, until the moment Charles arrived and killed everyone and then fucked Aria.

'He witnessed everything and didn't understand what happened.

Initially the plan was for the eunuch to appear and then through Aria he would discover the plans, kill the 4 and then Aria would ask for help and support to become stronger within the kingdom. Han could also use items from the system to heal the eunuch's wounds, they look for a strong reliable support who had a debt with them.

But everything went wrong with Charles' presence.

When he entered the bed area he was affected by the same aura that turned the party into a huge orgy. Han had programmed it with the aim of affecting the eunuch. He couldn't fuck Aria, but sucking her or touching her was something possible.

In the end Charles was the one affected.

Han was lost in thought not knowing what to do. He stood there in silence.

'Well, whatever happened. Now all that's left is to deal with the consequences.'

He then picked up the unconscious and extremely injured Robert and left the room.

Han then teleported to his family's house and left Robert chained there, then he returned to the mine where Aria and Charles slept.

With precise control over his own body, Han began to injure himself and became very injured. A simple potion from the system would solve everything later, but anyone looking from the outside would think that he had been through a fierce fight and was beaten in the end.

Han then lay down inside a chest inside the room. The chest was large and was used to store precious metals that were found inside the mine.

He skillfully put a blindfold on his eyes and then tied his own hands before throwing himself inside the chest.

He was extremely tired and just like Aria and Charles, Han fell asleep.

The first person to wake up was the emperor.

Being a highly cultivated person, he would not need to sleep, even if weeks passed he could stay awake without any problem.

But the effort that his mind, under the effect of lust, made to transform Aria's image into the improved image of her mother was very exhausting for his mind and so at the end of the orgasm he passed out.

But his recovery was quick, he woke up but remained still, without making any movement. He did not know what to do from now on. He, the emperor, had committed a nefarious act that should never be mentioned. This would become the greatest shame of his life, something he could never forget.

He had fucked his own daughter.

And the worst part, he enjoyed every second of it.

His cock had softened and was close to the entrance of Aria's pussy, remembering the good sex made him excited again and slowly his cock grew and gradually entered Aria's pussy.

''mhmmmmmm''

Aria let out a soft moan

''Han, it's too early but you know I like it this way''

She then slightly raised her ass and her father's cock penetrated her again.

Charles panicked again. His daughter thought he was her husband and then started making movements.

He stood paralyzed as Aria slowly rolled on his cock

He didn't want to admit that he was enjoying it, but unfortunately it was the truth. His own daughter's pussy was very tasty

''That's it… han… fuck me… go… well… slowly…''

Aria in a half-awake, half-asleep state begged to be fucked.

'Daughter, forgive me. I'll do this one last time and then I'll leave'

Hearing the moan, Charles decided to fuck Aria slowly as she asked, his hips moving back and forth. Feeling the tightness of that pussy he was loving every second

''come on... fuck... fuck that pussy...''

''put it in good... come on, fuck me''

''keep it up... I'm gonna... cum''

Aria then had a small climax and then fell asleep quickly.

Charles was dissatisfied with not cumming, but he didn't have the courage to continue fucking in search of his own pleasure.

He then stood up and was ready to leave.

At that moment he noticed that Robert was unnoticed and then he became furious.

He also noticed a presence inside the box. When he entered yesterday, furious, he didn't notice anything, but now looking at the trunk he noticed weak breathing, probably a very injured person.

Thinking it was Robert who had hidden, he went towards the trunk and opened it.

He then found his son-in-law, Han, all hurt. Blood everywhere on his body, visible wounds besides the fact that he was tied up and blindfolded.

'Poor Han, just like me, he couldn't protect Aria and still paid a high price'

Charles felt an enormous sadness inside him.

His daughter was abused by both the kingdom and himself. Han, who he also considered as a son, was also half dead. He needed to clean up the kingdom

He needed to release all the fury and anger he had inside him.

Now that Aria was at least "safe" he could take revenge on the rival kingdom that interfered in his own reign.

Charles then woke Han up.

When Han opened his eyes he began to cry and ask for forgiveness for not having protected the princess.

The emperor comforted him and then asked Han to be strong and take care of the princess at that moment.

At that moment Aria began to open her eyes.

Charles panicked and he left only a trail of light, he ran and only his voice remained

"I will take care of everyone who hurt you, don't worry"

Aria and Han stared at each other for a few seconds without saying anything.

Han had already said about the incest mission, at the time Aria found it funny and saw no problem in having sex with a brother or cousin. Most of them she didn't consider to be real siblings because they hadn't been raised together and she had always been left out.

But Han didn't know what Aria thought about having sex with her own father.

The silence between them was heavy, filled with tension and unasked questions. Han, still "tied up" and "hurt," watched Aria's reactions carefully.

"You..." she began, her voice shaking slightly. "You saw everything?"

"Yes," Han replied softly.

"I was invisible the whole time."

Aria bit her lip, her hands clenching the sheets covering her naked body.

"So you saw when my father..."

"I did," Han confirmed, studying her expression.

"How are you feeling?"

Aria was silent for a moment, her cheeks flushing brightly.

"I... I should feel dirty, shouldn't I? But..."

"But?" Han prompted gently.

"But I liked it," she whispered, tears beginning to form in her eyes.

"I liked it a lot. And now... just now, when I woke up... I thought it was you, but..."

"It was him again," Han finished with a sigh, noticing how her body shivered at the memory.

"Yes," she admitted, her voice barely audible.

"And I liked it again. Han... is there something wrong with me?"

Han freed himself from the false restraints and approached her, taking her in his arms.

"There's nothing wrong with you, my princess."

"But even now... even knowing it was my father..." Aria trembled in his arms.

"I still feel it... I still want it..."

Aria buried her face in Han's chest, her words coming out muffled.

"When he touched me... when he called me queen... it was like he was someone else, but at the same time..." she hesitated.

"It was my father, and that made it all the more... intense."

Han stroked her hair gently. "The system warned me about the incest mission. But I never imagined it would be like this."

"What are we going to do now?" Aria asked, lifting her face to look into his eyes. "He's the emperor... my father... and now..."

"Now he's broken inside," Han finished. "The guilt is eating away at him. But..." Han smirked. "This could be useful to us."

Aria understood immediately. Even after everything, her political mind remained sharp. "He'll be vulnerable... manipulable..."

Aria felt guilty, but she couldn't deny the urge she had to do this to her father again. In a way, she saw it as a thank you for all the protection he'd given her? Maybe it was the best way to repay all the love and care he'd given her. Even if it was a bad guy to manipulate his own father like that, she was starting to convince herself that it was something Charles would like.

"Exactly," Han confirmed. "And did you feel how he reacted when he thought it was me fucking you just now? He kept going... he couldn't resist."

Aria shivered at the memory, her body reacting involuntarily.

"Yes... he... he fucked me so slowly... exactly like I asked..."

"And would you like it to happen again?" Han asked directly, watching her reaction.

Aria blushed deeply, but didn't look away. "Yes... by the gods, yes. Does that make me a horrible person?"

"No," Han smiled, kissing her softly. "It makes you perfect for our plans."

Han cupped Aria's face between his hands, his eyes shining with possibilities:

"Think about it, my princess... your father, the mighty emperor, now carries a guilt that eats away at him. Every time he looks at you, he'll remember... he'll desire... and he'll hate himself for it. At the same time, his cock will get hard every time he thinks of his daughter and he'll want to feel the tightness of your pussy again."

Aria bit her lip, excited by the idea. "And the more he resists..."

"The stronger the desire will become," Han finished.

"He's already proven that he can't resist. Did you feel how he fucked you even though he thought you were asleep?"

"Yes..." Aria moaned softly.

"It felt so good... so wrong, but so good..."

Han slid a hand between her legs, finding her still wet pussy.

"And look... just remembering it makes you feel like this..."

"Han..." she gasped. "What exactly do you want me to do?"

"Be innocent," he whispered in her ear. "Wear provocative clothes... pretend not to notice how he looks at you... let him slowly go crazy."

"And when he can't take it anymore?" she asked, her voice shaking with excitement.

"When he comes to you..." Han smirked. "Let him think he's forcing you... that he's corrupting you... that'll make him even crazier with desire."

Aria moaned loudly as Han's fingers began to work on her clit. "And you... will watch it all?"

"Every second," he promised. "Invisible... watching my princess being fucked by her own father..."

"First, we'll let him vent his anger in the Yuxuan Kingdom," Han explained, kissing her neck. "In the meantime, you'll start teasing him... subtly."

"How?" she asked between moans.

"Wear that sheer dress I gave you... 'accidentally' let him see you changing... call him 'daddy' in that most innocent voice of yours..."

Han slid his fingers deeper inside her as he continued whispering his plans:

"Imagine, my princess... you wearing that thin dress to breakfast, with your pussy being watched by him..." his fingers made circular movements inside her, "sitting on his lap during council meetings, while his cock presses against your ass..."

"Ahhh... Han..." Aria moaned, her hips moving against his hand.

"You're going to call him 'daddy' in that sly voice," he continued, increasing the pace of his fingers. "You're going to bend over in front of him... let him see how wet your pussy gets just being near him..."

Aria arched her back, feeling the pleasure building. "And... and then?"

"Afterwards..." Han nibbled on her ear, "when he's almost going crazy... you're going to 'accidentally' walk into his room while he's taking a shower, completely naked..."

Han's fingers worked nonstop, finding her most sensitive spots. Aria trembled with pleasure, imagining every scene he described.

"Go on... keep going..." she begged, feeling her orgasm approaching.

"And when he finally loses control..." Han increased his pace even more, "when he throws you on his bed... you'll beg him to 'Fuck me, Daddy... harder, and he'll fuck you and cum deep inside his own daughter's pussy."

"AHHHHH!" Aria screamed, her body convulsing in an intense orgasm. Her juices drenched Han's hand as she came violently.

Han smiled in satisfaction as she trembled in his arms. "And this is just the beginning, my princess... just the beginning..."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Kingdom

Charles flew at full speed and fury towards the capital of Yuxuan

The sky above the Kingdom of Yuxuan darkened as Charles' golden figure cut through the clouds. His aura, visible from miles away, pulsed with an intensity never seen before. The citizens who looked up felt a primal terror - it was as if a god of war had descended to earth.

"YUXUAN!" Charles's roar caused the very air to vibrate. The walls of the royal palace cracked, glass shattered, and guards fell to their knees, overcome by the crushing pressure of his aura.

Inside the royal palace, the old King Yuxuan slowly opened his eyes on his throne. Being much older than Charles, he felt a chill run down his spine. Charles's fury was something he had never witnessed before.

"Your Majesty…" a guard tried to speak, trembling. "Emperor Charles…"

"I know," Yuxuan replied calmly, rising from his throne. His own red aura began to emanate, ancient and powerful as a mountain.

"It seems my old friend is having a rough day."

Charles landed in the palace courtyard, his boots leaving craters in the marble floor. His eyes glowed an unearthly gold, and veins of energy pulsed throughout his body. Every step he took left scorched marks on the ground.

"Charles," Yuxuan emerged calmly from the palace doors, his elderly figure exuding ancient dignity. "What manner of visiting an old friend is this?"

For a moment, the two emperors stared at each other. The contrast between them could not be greater—Charles, consumed by burning fury, his golden aura exploding like a sun; and Yuxuan, serene and controlled, his red aura flowing like water under the moonlight.

"You know very well why I'm here," Charles growled, his voice thick with hatred and… something else. Something Yuxuan couldn't quite place. Shame? Guilt?

"I don't really know," Yuxuan replied, his ancient eyes studying his friend's troubled face. "But it seems you need to let off some steam. How about we start with a little exercise?"

 Yuxuan's red aura suddenly expanded, creating a barrier around the courtyard. "Just the two of us, Charles. Just like old times."

Charles responded with a beastly roar, his golden aura exploding with even more intensity. The clash between the two greatest powers on the continent was about to begin.

The first strike came like a golden bolt of lightning. Charles struck with astonishing speed, his fist wreathed in golden flames aiming for the old emperor's chest. Yuxuan, even in his advanced age, moved like flowing water, his ancient red aura deflecting the attack.

"'Still fast for an old man," Charles growled, his golden fire techniques burning the air around him.

Yuxuan responded with his own ancient technique, his red aura forming complex patterns in the air. "And you are still as impulsive as ever, young Charles.

The two emperors exchanged devastating blows. With each impact, waves of golden and red energy exploded across the courtyard. Charles had the clear advantage in brute strength, his more modern techniques piercing the old king's defenses.

'Yuxuan, however, made up for it with centuries of experience. His ancient lineage manifested itself in precise movements, each gesture carrying the weight of generations of accumulated power. Blood dripped from his mouth, but his eyes shone with ancient determination.

"If you wish to kill me today," Yuxuan said calmly, his red aura intensifying, "I will make sure to take you with me, old friend."

Yuxuan's ancient power exploded, making the very air tremble. It was the accumulated power of hundreds of generations of his royal bloodline, a force that could easily destroy both emperors if unleashed completely.

Charles hesitated, recognizing the seriousness of the threat. Even in his fury, he knew he could not risk a mutual death - not with his kingdom needing him, not with the shame he still needed to atone for.

Unlike Yuxuan who had control over the one in his bloodline and could easily pass that control on, Charles did not have a firm kingdom that would last even after his death.

Charles's moment of hesitation was enough for Yuxuan to partially lower his combat stance. Blood dripped from several wounds on his aged body, but his dignity remained intact.

"Now that you have released some of your fury," Yuxuan coughed, spitting blood, "perhaps we can talk like the old friends we are."

Charles felt his anger ebb slightly, replaced by the shame that gnawed at him from within. "Your kingdom… your Xunwei… they conspired against my family."

"Explain," Yuxuan ordered, his voice carrying the weight of centuries of authority.

Charles recounted the conspiracies uncovered, how Aria had been blackmailed, the families slaughtered in his kingdom. With each word, the old emperor's face grew darker, his red aura pulsing with ancient fury.

"GUARDS!" Yuxuan thundered, his voice echoing through the palace. "Bring me everything related to Xunwei now. Bring him here."

Within minutes, stacks of documents were brought in. Yuxuan, his hands shaking with anger, began tossing cards in front of Charles.

The royal general appeared. With a completely black face and fury, he threw the stacks.

"Your majesty. The traitor has not been found, but I have ordered that every hole, every alley, every house in the capital be searched. Even if he hides in a rat's ass, we will find him."

Yuxuan simply nodded and began to read the documents.

"Look at this," he growled, his ancient power making the air vibrate.

"That worm planned to destroy us too. He wanted the power of both kingdoms."

 The letters revealed elaborate plots—planned assassinations, coordinated massacres, intricate political manipulations. Charles felt his fury renewed as he watched noble families from both kingdoms being sacrificed as pawns.

"My own bloodline..." Yuxuan murmured, his voice thick with ancient pain.

"He planned to wipe out centuries of sacred history."

"WHERE IS HE?" Charles roared, his golden aura exploding with renewed intensity.

"Missing," Yuxuan replied bitterly.

"My best trackers have already set out to search every corner of the kingdom. For now, it's as if he's been swallowed by the earth."

Charles smashed a nearby pillar with one punch, reducing it to dust. His frustration was uncontrollable—with no Xunwei or Robert to punish, his anger had no direction. Worse, the shame of what he'd done to Aria continued to burn in his chest.

"Charles," Yuxuan said softly, his ancient eyes studying his friend. "There's something else gnawing at you. Something you're not telling me."

"No," Charles answered too quickly, avoiding the old emperor's piercing gaze. "Just… take care of your kingdom, old friend. I'll take care of mine."

But Yuxuan, with the wisdom of centuries, could see clearly—there was a much deeper darkness consuming his friend from within.

"Charles," Yuxuan insisted, his ancient voice carrying centuries of wisdom. "In all these years, I've never seen you like this. It's not just anger... there's shame in your eyes."

Charles felt his heart tighten. For a moment, the image of Aria moaning beneath his body invaded his mind, making his cock harden involuntarily. Shame consumed him even more.

"Some things..." Charles replied hoarsely, "are best left buried, old friend."

Yuxuan watched in silence as Charles walked through the destroyed hall. The younger emperor seemed to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Your daughter..." Yuxuan began cautiously, noticing how Charles shivered at the mention of Aria. "Is she okay?"

"Han is taking care of her," Charles replied dryly, fighting the memories that assaulted him. The taste of her breasts, her needy moans, the heat of their intimacy.

"Have your men continue searching for Xunwei," Charles ordered abruptly, needing to change the subject.

"If they find him…"

"He will be executed for his crimes against both kingdoms," Yuxuan finished, his red aura pulsing with ancient determination.

Before leaving, Charles paused at the palace entrance.

"Yuxuan… do we sometimes become the very thing we fear the most?"

The old emperor studied his friend for a long moment.

"Sometimes, Charles, our greatest fears are merely reflections of our deepest desires."

Charles departed without answering, leaving a thoughtful Yuxuan behind. The old emperor knew something terrible had happened—something that had fundamentally broken his friend.

"Your Majesty," an advisor approached after Charles's departure.

"Should we prepare for war?"

"No," Yuxuan replied, his ancient eyes fixed on the horizon.

"Charles is fighting a far more dangerous battle… against himself."

As he flew back to his kingdom, Charles felt the weight of his actions crushing him. Without Xunwei to vent his anger on, he would have to live with the guilt of what he had done—and with the forbidden desire that still burned in his chest.

Each breath took him further away from his shame, but he could not escape the thoughts that haunted him: his daughter's naked body, her moans of pleasure, the way she had called him father as he had taken her…

"May the gods forgive me," he whispered to the wind.

"May Aria forgive me…"

But deep in his corrupted soul, he knew—part of him did not want forgiveness. Part of him still yearned for more.