The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1124 - 171 - The Kingdom of Titans And Its Crisis (5)
"Let’s not get stuck on that," I cut in before she could finish whatever she was about to say. There was no point letting the conversation spiral into unnecessary territory. "What matters is this."
I straightened up slightly, shifting my posture as my tone hardened. The room felt heavier somehow, like the air itself understood what was coming next.
"The Titans are dealing with something they can’t handle on their own," I said. "A crisis. And it’s getting worse with every single day that passes."
I let my gaze settle firmly on Natasha and Trisha, making sure neither of them could look away.
"That’s why I need all the help I can get."
They weren’t just any doctors. They were the doctors—the ones who had been directly involved in creating the medicine that could cure Eternal Sleep. The only people who truly understood how it worked, how fragile the balance was. If anyone could make a difference here, it was them. That was the entire reason I’d brought them into this mess.
"If nothing is done," I continued, my voice lower now, steadier, "we might already be too late to save them." I paused, holding their attention. "So... can you do it?"
Natasha didn’t answer right away.
She stared at me, eyes sharp, expression unreadable. For a few long seconds, it felt like time slowed to a crawl. The tension in the room thickened, pressing against my chest.
Then—finally—she stopped glaring.
Something shifted behind her eyes. Not trust, not warmth, but understanding. She saw it clearly now. This wasn’t about me. This wasn’t about her personal opinion, or whatever impression she had formed before. This was bigger than that.
Lives were on the line.
And she was a doctor.
Saving lives wasn’t just something she did for work. It was the core of who she was.
"We’ll do what we can," Natasha said at last.
Beside her, Trisha nodded without hesitation. "Yeah. We’ll help."
They spoke almost at the same time, their voices steady, grounded, and unwavering.
And just like that, the decision was made.
***
They wasted no time.
The moment access was granted, they began examining the Titans, moving with practiced efficiency. Hours passed as they ran tests, checked vitals, reviewed conditions far beyond anything meant for human patients. The sheer scale of the Titans made everything more complicated—dosage calculations, biological responses, reaction timing.
When they finally returned, exhaustion showed on their faces, but so did certainty.
"A larger dose is needed for them to be cured of Eternal Sleep," Trisha said.
Her conclusion made immediate sense. After analyzing the Titans’ massive bodies and abnormal physiology, it was obvious. They weren’t human. Not even close. Expecting a standard pill to work on something that large was borderline wishful thinking.
A normal pill probably wouldn’t even register inside them.
"So... should we just feed them multiple pills?" I asked.
"Well, that could help," Trisha replied thoughtfully. "But I don’t think it would be very effective. It’s inefficient. What we really need is something more refined—something significantly stronger."
She paused, then added, "But there’s also a better way."
She looked like she was pushing herself to the limit, trying to squeeze every possible solution out of her own knowledge. There was something genuinely admirable about that.
"Now then, Master..." she said, suddenly standing up.
Before I could react, she reached for her lab coat and began pulling it down.
"U-uhhh? What are you doing?" I blurted out.
Sure, I wanted to fuck her—no denying that—but right now? Out of nowhere? I wasn’t exactly complaining, but the timing felt... questionable, to say the least.
"At this point, we need to ensure the pill contains the full essence of your life force, Master," she explained calmly, as if this were the most logical thing in the world. "The current pill is diluted. The essence inside each one has been significantly reduced. It’s still effective—but only for humans."
She continued speaking as she worked, unbothered, methodical.
"After analyzing the Titans, I believe it would work if we placed the entire essence of your life force into a single pill. That would be far more effective than simply increasing the size of the pill itself."
Her voice remained steady, professional, even as she continued removing her clothes.
"Creating a physically larger pill would take too much time," she added. "And I don’t think the Titans afflicted with Eternal Sleep have that much time left."
One piece of clothing after another fell away, hitting the floor softly. Soon enough, she was reduced to her underwear, standing there without a hint of embarrassment.
"Do you want me to take off my underwear as well?" she asked casually. "Or should I keep it on? I know you prefer it when we still have our underwear."
I couldn’t help but stare.
Her body had changed a lot over the years. The first time we had sex, she didn’t look like this—not even close. It wasn’t just physical growth, it was confidence. Experience. She knew exactly how to carry herself now, how to let her presence speak without saying a word.
She wore a black brassiere that framed her chest perfectly, along with a garter belt snug against her lower belly. The straps ran down her thighs, connecting to her black underwear, accentuating every curve.
"Now then," she said, holding up a small sachet, "let’s start with this. And please, use this."
A condom.
Right. That was a thing now.
I almost forgot we even had those, probably because I never used them. But in this situation, it made sense. We weren’t doing this for sex. We were doing it to collect semen—to create a pill powerful enough to cure the Titans of Eternal Sleep.
Just like she said, this might be our only chance.
"And so, Master," she said softly as she knelt in front of me, her movements smooth and deliberate, "please, release your cock right now."
She brought the tip of the condom to her mouth and waited.
