> Thwart thirty-three assassination attempts
I can see why it was 33. The man committed wholesale genocide and is hated throughout the world.
> Viktor developed several stomach ulcers
Ulcers aren't caused by stress. They're caused by h.pylori.
> Viktor had simply chosen to overlook the more unsavoury aspects of his personality for the sake of his own peace of mind
The man wiped out an entire mountain town and didn't give a single shit. The ONLY reason you're looking the other way is because he's hot and he's finally picking you over the nigger you hate so much.
> Viktor's anxiety grew debilitating. Panic attacks worsened, and insomnia compounded every symptom, leaving him a wreck
Name a time when he HASN'T been a wreck. This entire time, he's cried, had anxiety attacks, been kidnapped, and resembles more of a damsel in distress than the wise-cracking FTM saviour he saw himself to be - if that.
> Armed with the Hex Hammer, Jayce obliterated entire settlements that harboured the enemy
We do a little ethnic cleansing here, some genocide there, and we STILL get loved in the end.
> It was with the wrath of a vengeful God, dealing not in measured justice but in absolutes
He saw those people as Amalek and therefore it was his Biblical right to wipe them out.
> The brutality left him hollow and unsettled, made him feel small and defenceless, like a doe caught in the gaze of a dragon, vast and merciless
> Feels longing and a shameful desire to be valued because the Mexican Yahu is finally paying attention to him
Logic. AFABs really will forgive evil men provided they get wet.
> Or to say he endured years of study to become a glorified paper pusher to a man of considerable ambition and questionable restraint
What is funny is that the entire premise of this fic, and those like it, is that the main protagonist of an isekai gets to be the star of the story they love most. This doesn't happen here; Viktor is relegated to the sidelines, an NPC in his own narrative, overshadowed by a violent, aggressive brown man who later chains him up and keeps him as a sex slave.
> He fled almost immediately, his heart lodged in his throat
> He told himself he was happy for them
"You were supposed to pick ME, dammit! Not that goddamn nigger bitch!"
> We ought to celebrate, no? I shall arrange a feast!
He's gonna wish he poisoned the dishes and turned the whole thing into the Purple Wedding.
> Entirely sincere in his drunken grief
All he can do is cry, wail, and be heartbroken at the fact a black woman is loved more than him. As it happens, Mel is one of the few well-rounded, if not likeable, characters, even if she does condemn Viktor to his fate. The author wants you to hate her, but she's nowhere near as bad as Jayce.
> She watched her brother draw the brunette close
*Brunet. That's the masculine variant.
> With a care bordering on reverence, as though Viktor were a treasure beyond measure
Rhyming aside, there is no chemistry between these two. None. This man tried to turn him into a charcuterie board, then they were working together, and then they go on adventures together and not once do we actually see things from Viktor's POV. It's almost as if he's sleepwalking through the whole thing.
> It was the sort of treatment he would have vehemently objected to had he been conscious
He would not actually object to it. If he gets wet, he accepts it.
> Vivid against pale skin
We know he's white, thanks.
> Or the strained devotion it revealed
We need to stop with this 'devotion' bullshit, because there is no textual evidence backing it up. His 'devotion' is just an erection, and he has an erection because he's in the presence of white pussy. That is all. There is nothing poetic about it.
> Jayce pushed. Viktor relented. At first, he gave in out of exhaustion
Trans men are men, yet when it comes to facing off against actual men, they fold like wet paper. It's almost as if you don't think they are men at all, but slap the tag on there because people love the pairing.
> Yet even as Jayce's bond with Mel deepened
Has it? They hated each other, with Mel rightfully calling out Jayce's atrocious acts. There's nothing between them, the same as there's nothing between him and Jayce.
> Much to Viktor's consternation, most blouses had low, open backs, prioritizing access over modesty
Despite his resistance to this clothing, he accepts this anyways because he'll be the prized side piece while Mel is only married for his public persona. One for duty and one for love, as the saying goes.
> His hands settling on Viktor's waist. Both seem equally transfixed by the overlap of Jayce's hands
Get another fucking line.
> Jayce was still growing into himself - his frame broader, heavier, more imposing even at the age of 27
Implying he wasn't already a grown-ass man. Now he can be a REAL adult when he's nearing his 30s vs being a muscly baby.
> It looked claimed. By Viktor, when it should have been Mel
He's choosing the 'his waist was so small his thumbs met in the middle' waifu vs the black woman? You don't say.
> Instead, it sparked something far more dangerous
"Finally, he's picking ME over that goddamn nigger. I'll show that bitch her chimpanzee snatch ain't nothin'."
> I am rather surprised your virtue remains intact
Similar to Jayce, Caitlyn acts so OOC as to be a completely separate character. Naturally, she mocks the prior Victor's life as being a fuck-n-suck sex toy, mowing his way to the top by being the perfect bottom, by sucking on a cherry, the titular metaphor for virginity. It's almost as if she knows - when this is her very first appearance - Viktor is not Victor.
> Her brother's hands wandered careless across Viktor's back, along the ridges of his spine, tracing each mole as if mapping scars
This is just as overused as 'his waist was so small his thumbs met in the middle.'
> I am, by all accounts, a terrible man
I'll say. Not many people can get away with genocide like you have - and in two years, no less.
> Thoughts of Jayce's impending marriage to Mel lingered - unwelcome, sharpened by the strange delay in any formal announcement
She just occupies your mind rent free. Just the thought of Jayce fucking her - even potentially - turns this person into Clayton Bigsby.
> He ignored the part of him that melted under Jayce's steady, overwhelming attention and yielded, against his better instincts, to the warmth of his proximity
"Yeah I know you're an evil person and committed mass murder, but you make me feel safe and warm so that's OK."
> Whenever Mel happened upon them, Viktor felt the full weight of that impropriety settle over him like a shroud of disgrace
He isn't really disgraced. He's happy Jayce is choosing him, the white (wo)man, over the dirty black bitch he's hated since the beginning.
> It the end, it was Jayce's lack of boundaries, his constant demands on Viktor's attention, his inability to recognize his need for space, that drove him to leave
He doesn't get far. Despite these red flags, he ignores them all for...you guessed it...validation and safety.
> The knowing looks, dissecting the ambiguous nature of his relationship with the king. The insidious satisfaction - jagged and reprehensible - that twisted in him when servants treated him as though he were the lady of the house and not Mel
That's every white woman's dream, isn't it? To kick that ugly black bitch to the curb while you get all the attention. A shame your 'man' is a mass murdering rapist. He's not Mexican Yahu for no reason.
> Discovering the same ugliness taking root within himself was the final blow
Progshit transman realizes he's a white supremacist, oh the horror.
> He might even have stolen Viktor away, to make magic. But Mel intervened. She stole Jayce away, reshaped his public image
It's not lost on me that women, and only women, have to be the ones to 'tame' Jayce and change his image. They have to do the emotional labour to satiate this spiritual Israeli.
> The memory of vengeance softened into myth, the atrocities blurred into legend
It's only been two years. Are you really assuming people are gonna forget mass murder in such a short amount of time?
> The only one capable of restraining him. You temper his worst instincts
He might identify as a man, but the emotional labour here is all AFAB. Why does he have to 'temper' Mexican Yahu?
> Jayce is a good man. And he will be a good king
You sure about that? You suuuuuuuuuuure about that?
> All he requires is balance, and we are very near to securing it
I'm beginning to think those 33 assassins aren't enough. Someone needs to summon Altair from another dimension to take him out.
> Nearly a thousand years old, it spoke of convergence - two forces merging into something unnatural. Powerful enough to unmake the world
Want to know the M. Night Shyamalan twist here? It was Prostitute Victor who started this. Why? Well, it's never explained why - but the best guess given is that Jayce would've wiped out the entire universe because of his feral nature.
> Announcing the arrival of the destined to bring about the end. The World Breaker hath come forth
Imagine being a trans man, reading your favourite female-centric porn, seething and malding at a black woman and finally getting a chance to beat her ass, only to be called 'The World Breaker' by her in this Elder Scrolls plot. Trans people really do ruin any world they enter, eh?
> The other side of the coin, the one they loved against all advice
This love isn't even
expressed. It's literally just a rapist's obsession.
> It was a choice between a million lives - and one
They sacrificed another trans man to prevent a genocide, only for another transman to bring about a genocide...lmao.
> A larger-than-life figure that he admired
He never admired her. He was ready to turn her into an Alabama windchime when he first met her. She was the black bitch in the way of his dream yaoi. I guess we forgot all the nasty shit said about her in the first chapter, eh?
> I do not foresee destruction anymore, Viktor
Nigga you must be blind, because Jayce
still engages in mass murder even with Nu-Viktor there. What is the point of him being there?
> He was profoundly ill-equipped and utterly confused as a result
Understatement of the centry.
> And for that, I will honour him always. I want you to know that I hold you in the highest regard as well
The feeling is not mutual. As it happens, Mel was responsible for this bizarre blood sacrifice/Omikron plot for Viktor to swap places with Victor in order to prevent Jayce's calamity. Here she admits his soul is imbalanced and he can't be that way, and the only one that can 'tame' him is the uwu white (wo)man. You can tick that box for all those clichés.
> For all his chaos, his soul was calmer
Why the hell are you helping a man with an admittedly chaotic soul? Aren't you supposed to be the bastion of peace and empathy? You are called 'The Soul's Reflection'. Mel would have killed Jayce if he were this evil. Mexican Yahu is acting more like Mordekaiser, but Mordekaiser didn't need to rape anybody for people to follow him.
> The richness of her complexion, like the finest chocolate
I heard black people don't like being compared to food. Would you like being compared to mozzarella cheese?
Another spoiler: he more or less knows where Viktor is going because he put a spell on him. It's not like Viktor could have run away besides; he should have, to take Thanos' advice, aimed for the head.
> As with everything between Jayce and Viktor, the protest ended quickly
> Some battles are not worth fighting
Because you are a pushover. Not once has this (wo)man showed any confidence; he just folds like a piece of wet paper. Bed bugs are more resistant than he is.
> Hextech had become the backbone of daily life across the realm
Not bad for two years of work. Yet, in this world like the original, Viktor doesn't actually enjoy any of the spoils. All the congratulations is given to the 'cis' man, who in turn works to chain and bind Viktor to his will. This man really is Homelander, albeit Homelander never tried to pretend he was good to other Supers.
> Crafted by Jayce himself as another act of love
Owning a sex slave isn't an act of love. You're just a rapist.
> Jayce found it both aggravating and precious
I find it aggravating and precious that a Bri'ish woman is obsessed with brown rapists - but only if they're sexy with monstrous dicks. If it was a Pakistani with a 4 inch micropenis, you'd be getting a different reaction.
> There was nothing pure than ensuring the safety and comfort of one's future spouse
Leave it to his own mother to gaslight the audience into pretending this is normal.
> For all his brilliance, he was remarkably oblivious
Understatement of the century (x2).
> Time to give form to what had long existed in practice. To bind Viktor properly and irrevocably to the crown - to him - rather than leaving their bond undefined
This implies he knew from the beginning that Viktor was not Victor - and that his attempts to turn him into a human dart board was genuine. He really did hate him that much.
> Mel was right. Viktor was amongst the few who could temper Jayce's impulses
Can he, though? He still engaged in mass murder and he's planning to engage in sexual slavery. That's not 'tempering' his bad impulses - that's nourishing them.
> Spent much of his life mired in guilt and self-reproach - ashamed of all his attachments, the attachment he had allowed to deepen
What attachment? There's nothing between you and the Mexican Yahu over here. Besides, are we forgetting that you were ready to turn into Clayton Bigsby the first time you met Mel? Hard to feel bad for this Taylor Swift isekai when you've got a Johnny Rebel soundtrack playing.
> Convince him or break him first. Persuasion is mercy and force is certainty
Spoiler: he does neither. He's literally too weak to knock a 6'2 Mexican mutt out with a heavy book.
> Instead, he was here. With Viktor. Getting in his way
After reading this scene, you're gonna wish he brought a weapon.
> Wants to return to his original world and become a scientist
> Unwilling to engage in acts that would guarantee his return
Seriously, why the fuck are you kissing a man you just knocked out? It wasn't even enough to knock him out fully, as you'll come to find out. It was literally a love tap. You should have stabbed him in the crotch.
Do you? Where has this love ever taken place? All he does is melt like chocolate in an oven when he gets a lick of attention. These two go together like milk in summer heat.
> Fragile sense of triumph flickered through Viktor, quickly chased by disbelief. The incantation had worked
The grand irony in this is that even his own incantations aren't as good as the 'cis' man's. He ends up becoming the biggest loser in this.
Come to find out, Victor Lane started all this so he could life a freer, more equal life where no one knew of his body count, condemning our disabled pooner to sexual slavery in order to tame a genocidal Mexican. The jokes write themselves. Hope the Grindr matches were worth it.
> I did everything right. I made the sacrifice. I was promised happiness - acceptance - a life where I would be wanted
If you're wondering what God, and what blood rituals, he engaged in to make them switch places - good luck. The Elder Scrolls voice belongs to some entity that wants to prevent cosmic bloodshed while said bloodshed still occurred. Rather than treat this as a legitimate horror story; an SCP-style 'When Day Breaks' nightmare, it's just seen as an 'Eat, Pray, Love' romance. What in the actual fuck?
> Fingers tangled in Victor's hair, yanking at the stands
You can't even fight like a man, LMAO. You mean to tell me you can't even throw a single punch?
> You kept the balance, negated the chaos, but then someone took you away
So...they ended up wrecking the balance and causing chaos. That's really what that statement means.
> Someone with a saviour complex who wanted you for themselves, your guess is as good as mine
C'mon. We both know who he's talking about, but the guy we're referring to doesn't have a 'saviour complex'. He's a mass-murdering rapist.
> And what of your Crown Prince?
What of him? He doesn't show adoration - contrary to what the author insists, you need
textual evidence for the statement to be true - and his 'vibrancy' involved throwing knives at him in Chapter 1.
> He loved him. God he loved him. He would always love him
Fucking WHERE?! WHERE is this so-called love? This has as much conviction as Jon Snow uttering 'Yur Mah Kween' over and over again.
> Jayce deserved more. Someone his equal. Someone honest. Someone who could stand beside him without shame
He's been able-bodied the whole time, btw. That's a big no-no in this fandom, but they'll brush it off because he gets to fuck that crippled cooter with that monstrous man meat. I'm not exaggerating.
> Wakes up in the king's bed
> Chained there by chains inscribed with runic magic
Oh yeah, he's fucked.
How convenient that you get your old, crippled, 'ugly' body back right when Mexican Yahu is about to make you his permanent bed slave. I think I'd rather fight The Flood.
> Jayce's lips curve into a gentle, warm smile, tinged with something Viktor struggled to name
> Names it a second later
Logic. I would not call a man who gave you the 12 Years a Slave treatment 'loving'. That's just a slave owner right there.
> This was the touch of a lover, Viktor realized with a start. His touch had always been that of a lover
I guess we're forgetting the times he attempted to kill him, violated his boundaries, and generally acted like the biggest piece of shit who deserved those 33 assassination attempts. The universe literally does not want him to live yet a pooner sex slave has to be summoned in a blood sacrifice to prevent it
> Viktor had seen that look before, countless times, during the long years of war
*2 years. And I haven't seen any of those looks. The man was too busy smashing towns into rubble like he's a Tomahawk missile.
> Should have hit harder
Should have brought a weapon.
>A fawn transfixed by a predator's gaze
Something to be said about a British woman's obsessed with making the brown man a violent rapist. This is the second (or third, or nth time) she's done thing. Almost as if she doesn't like the characters she's writing at all.
> They anchor both body and soul. They bind you to me, and me to you
Odd how it only goes one way. The penis owner has all the power, that's so weird.
> I am your prisoner
You're gonna live out 'The Colour Purple' vs 'Django Unchained' all because you didn't aim for his junk. It would've been hard to miss.
> Why does that matter?
You're asking a Mexican rapist why your virginity matters? Hoo boy, you learned nothing from your original life at all.
> Viktor should not have felt safe. There was nothing safe in the way Jayce watched him, nothing rational in the hunger blazing in his eyes
One thing I hate more than anything else is an author trying to gaslight readers on how this totally isn't rape or sexual slavery because the victim feels 'safe'. Bitch you know he ain't safe.
> It matters to your husband and king
FTMs getting judged like women, and not men, in matters of virginity is very telling, isn't it?
> When a thumb strokes against his cock
Which is barely the size of his thumb nail, while Jayce's cock is described as 'monstrous'. They can't even be validated during penile rape.
> That infernal need to argue with everything I say
How dare someone talk back to a mass murdering rapist! That's a war crime, I tell ya!
> Show me you can take it
Ah, there's the Daddy Dom dialogue. I'm sure he said the same when thousands of people were crushed by rubble.
> Thumb pressing insistently against his cock
Meanwhile his fingers can't even wrap around the true, authentic Mexican Man Meat.
> Wrap the chains around his throat. Pull. End this
> Vanishes in a second because he feels 'visceral revulsion' at his sexual enslaver
Logic.
> You will take me, Jayce told him, voice low and commanding
Me when I try to solo a squad in Ranked
> You can pout, protest, fight - but you will take all of me
Me when trying to shove a plate in a small microwave
> You will fail. So do not test me
He reaaaaaaaaaaaaaallly should've aimed for the head, but then again, he can't bring himself to harm the man bringing out his 'forbidden fanasies'.
> Forbidden fantasies surged unbidden - images of fullness, of pressure, of being pushed beyond comfort, beyond reason - of making Jayce lose control
You, too, can turn an FTM into a sex slave if you are a well-hung Mexican mutt. You can be the Chippendale Ariel Castro if you play your cards right.
> His cunt - Jayce's obsession
This is a real line.
> You were made for this
Almost as if you have complementary genitalia.
> Choke me, Viktor thought, fingers tightening in Jayce's hair. Take me
Becoming a permanent sex slave to a genocidal brown man is OK if he's hot. If you look like Genghis Khan, get the fuck out of her. You're too Asian.
> Back arching into a delicate bow
Disability doesn't exist when your forbidden fantasies come true.
> Accepting, without objection, that Jayce was not a gentle man
No, he's just a mass murdering rapist. But that's OK, because your 'cunt clenched instinctively, fluttering around emptiness' because when it ain't droolin', it's flutterin'.
> It was...monstrous
As expected. It's probably 12 inches in length and 4 inches in circumference if it's reaching his navel like that. He must use a lot of magic to keep it erect without suffering blood loss.
> Every hour of every day, I will have you like this. Until you are full of me
Did your isekai fantasy involved being tied to a bed and becoming a tradwife? Here I thought transmen wanted to break into STEM, or some shit. They always end up barefoot and pregnant by a Mexican rapist, lmao
> When his gaze lifted to meet Viktor's, it was feral, all pupil and burning
The brown man is feral and has to be 'tamed' by the white (wo)man? Why, it's time to bring out this meme again:
> His cunt throbbed, empty and needy, clenching uselessly
Aw, here I thought it was going to flutter and drool around that Coke can.
> Almost reached for the monstrous cock
I can see why he hated Mel so much: if she took it first, she would be breaking records before him. We can't have that stain on white excellence.
> Do not call yourself a prisoner again
...he is one, though?
> That ritual would have killed you
It would have been a better fate than being chained to a bed and the soul of an evil man. He really, really should've aimed for the cock, and not the head. Django Uncut.
And there you have it: this dramatic isekai started because a prostitute wanted a better life, and a pooner was summoned to 'calm' the genocidal moods of a brown man. Their dreams of being a scientist are forever dashed as they are permanently glued to monstrous Mexican man meat, something they decide they like because whoa, who doesn't want to be fucked 24/7 by something like that? Their Clayton Bigsby alter ego dashed, they can now become a permanent atticwife to prevent the world's end - when the man he's tied to was going to end it anyways. The universe really wanted to slime him yet he had to stop 33 assassins who would have made the world a better place. Pour one out for the hooded boys, they're the unsung heros for a fanfic where a white Bri'ish woman writes her 'brown fave' as an abusive animal again.
x 2 
POWERFUL
CUNT
POWERFUL
But would you look at that? Gareth and his men get slaughtered, taken wholly by surprise, and Jayce teleports to his side faster than Gendry reached The Wall in GOT S7. Such drama, I literally crode
