As they all made their way downstairs, each booking a separate room, Joseph's gaze landed on a familiar face—one he had seen before in Nagoya Planet City. Their eyes met, and she approached him with a warm smile, before they embraced almost intimately.

  It was the elf cyborg lady, and they were both surprised to run into each other.

  "Look at you! How small is the universe, always bringing us together?" she said teasingly.

  "It's a rather unpredictable world, you know," he replied with a chuckle.

  "So, what brings you here to Planet Sendai City?" Joseph asked, though his curiosity was tempered.

  She explained that she was on a business trip in the city, and as they chatted, Joseph's room was ready, and his team was waiting for him. However, he told them to go ahead to their rooms without waiting for him, as he continued his conversation with the elf cyborg.

  They took a seat near the hotel receptionist, exchanging a few brief words. She was glad to see that Joseph had let go of his haunted past.

  "You look different—nothing like the troubled man I once knew," she said warmly.

  "You encouraged me to move on, just like the others did. Thanks for that," he replied, his voice full of gratitude. They shared a look that lingered longer than either had intended, an unspoken affection passing between them.

  In that moment, she revealed her true identity—not as the elf cyborg she had once introduced herself as, but as Cara. Joseph was taken aback, his surprise evident.

  "Why did you hide your name?" he asked, his curiosity piqued.

  Cara smiled softly, her expression becoming more serious. "A good name is better than riches," she said, her voice almost a whisper. "I wanted to tell you back then, after... well, after our moment was interrupted."

  Joseph nodded, understanding. Their eyes locked, and the air between them shifted, becoming heavier with unspoken desire.

  "Well, it's getting late," Cara said, leaning closer to him, her eyes filled with temptation. "How about we head upstairs and call it a night?"

  Joseph smiled, his understanding mirroring hers. Together, they headed to the room upstairs, the unspoken connection between them deepening with every step.

  ***

  As Joseph's eyes locked with Cara’s, an undeniable surge of lust ignited between them. In an instant, Cara leapt into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as his hands firmly gripped her from behind. Their lips crashed together in a fervent kiss, heated and hungry.

  "Show me what you’ve got, Joseph," Cara whispered, her voice dripping with desire. "I don’t want just any sex. I need something beyond—something raw, intense, something unforgettable."

  Her words were a challenge, a demand, and with one final teasing kiss, she slid down from his grip, dropping to her knees in front of him. With a wicked grin, she unbuckled his belt, her fingers swiftly freeing his throbbing erection, already hard and eager. She didn’t hesitate, engulfing him completely in her warm mouth, her tongue swirling around his length as she took him deeper, teasing the very edge of his control.

  Joseph groaned, his hand tangling in her hair as he guided her movements. Her pace quickened, her lips and tongue working in perfect rhythm, drawing him closer and closer to release. But just as he felt the tension coil inside him, ready to explode, she pulled back, licking her lips with a sly smile.

  "Not yet," she purred, her eyes gleaming with lust as she retreated to the bed. She stretched herself out, her body a perfect invitation. "Now, show me what it really means to be unkillable."

  Joseph’s eyes glowed with the activation of his Xentrocurnia Prime Tech. Without transforming, he duplicated himself, nine perfect copies of him forming around the bed, each one a manifestation of his desires. They all converged on her, eager to please.

  The first lifted her effortlessly, positioning her on top of him as he reclined beneath her. His hands explored every curve of her body, and with a sudden surge of power, his cock split into two. In one fluid motion, both thrust deep into her anus, stretching her in ways that made her gasp and cry out in raw pleasure, the intensity overwhelming her senses.

  Three more of him approached; one shrank down to a fraction of his size, slipping inside her vagina and teasing her from within, his tiny body exploring her depths with tantalizing precision. The second positioned himself between her thighs, his thick length plunging deep into her, while a third climbed on top, thrusting in perfect rhythm with the second, completely filling her.

  As they moved inside her, two more Josephs advanced, each taking one of her breasts into their mouths. Their tongues flicked over her sensitive nipples, biting down just enough to elicit soft gasps of pleasure from her. They eagerly sucked, drawing her milk with delight, while their hands roamed her body, massaging her curves and sending waves of ecstasy rippling through her.

  With her hands free, Cara reached out to the last two copies, each standing on either side of the bed, their cocks hard and ready. She wrapped her fingers around them, stroking them both as they thrust into her hands, her touch firm and demanding.

  Finally, the last of Joseph’s duplicates approached, his size noticeably larger than the others. His cock, thick and pulsing with need, pressed against her lips. She opened eagerly, taking him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around his girth as he thrust in and out, fucking her mouth with a slow, deliberate rhythm.

  For hours, they moved in perfect harmony, each of Joseph’s duplicates driving her deeper into ecstasy. Her body was a playground for their desires, every thrust, every kiss, every touch driving her to the brink and beyond.

  After twelve hours of relentless pleasure, Cara’s body shuddered with her final climax. Her anus and vagina were filled with their cum, her face was smeared with it, and her mouth overflowed with the thick, salty taste of their release. Her chest and breasts glistened, coated in their warmth, as drops of her breast milk spilled down, adding to the intoxicating mix of sensations. The last copy inside her transformed into liquid, spilling out of her as she trembled in the aftermath of the most intense experience she had ever known.

  Exhausted and satisfied, she lay there, panting, as the last of Joseph's duplicates vanished, leaving the real Joseph to gather her in his arms, their bodies slick with the remnants of their shared ecstasy.

  The next morning, as the sun filtered through the curtains, Joseph lay beside Cara in the soft aftermath of the previous night. He gently informed her of his departure, his words carrying the weight of both finality and fondness. They shared a tender, romantic kiss, their connection still electric from their unforgettable night together. Cara, more than anyone, felt the impact of what they had shared. No one had ever handled her the way Joseph had, and it had been a night she would never forget.

  As they both prepared to continue their separate paths, they kissed once more, a passionate embrace that seemed to hold everything they couldn’t say. The warmth of the moment lingered between them as they reluctantly pulled away, ready to face the world outside.

  Stepping out of the room together, Joseph’s gaze fell on his group. Some of Tsuyoshi's comrades exchanged cryptic smiles, as if they knew something had transpired between him and Cara the night before. A few of them, who had overheard the sounds of immense pleasure from the next room, couldn’t help but make knowing glances toward each other.

  As Cara waved goodbye to Joseph and disappeared into the crowd, he watched her go, a faint smile on his lips. Their parting felt bittersweet, but necessary. Not long after, Tsuyoshi’s phone rang, the signal from the city manager crackling through the line. They had picked up a faint signal from the stolen core. Tsuyoshi informed the group, and together with Joseph and his team, they made their way to their headquarters for further instructions, ready to face the new challenges that awaited them.

  ***

  Arriving at headquarters, Tsuyoshi, Joseph, and their team were met by the city manager. Her expression was tense as she briefed them on the latest findings. "You must exercise caution in battle," she warned. "If the enemy has the stolen core, they’ll be far more dangerous than anticipated. The core amplifies the abilities of whoever wields it—man, machine, or both."

  Meanwhile, elsewhere, a surviving monster from the previous battle stirred. It had feigned death and was left among the corpses destined for destruction in a garbage factory's furnace. With uncanny stealth, it slipped away, avoiding detection. Driven by an unrelenting thirst for vengeance, the monster tracked Tsuyoshi’s team, sniffing out their location like a predator stalking prey.

  It found them easily, hiding in the shadows as it spied on the group. The monster’s yellowed eyes focused on Joseph, who had slain a low-ranking demon—a relative of a more powerful demon in its master’s service. Though its position made it difficult to catch every word, it heard Joseph’s name being spoken. Mishearing, it took his name to be "Yoceph Binyamiyn Carmen."

  This mistake didn’t matter; the monster had all it needed. Swiftly retreating, it avoided detection and made its way back to its master’s lair. There, it knelt before its master and the bereaved brother of the slain demon.

  "Master," the monster growled, "I have found the one who killed your servant. His name is Yoceph Binyamiyn Carmen."

  The room darkened with rage as the demon’s brother slammed a clawed fist into the ground. "Summon the armies for war! That... Yoceph Binyamiyn Carmen will die for slaying my brother!"

  The demon master rose, his voice cold and measured. "You shall have your vengeance. But first..." He placed his hand upon the grieving demon's chest, and dark energy surged forth, amplifying his power. "Take this. With the stolen core as your heart, you will become unstoppable. Let the trap spring. The time to act is now."

  ***

  As the group prepared to depart, fully equipped for the perilous mission ahead, Tsuyoshi took the lead, his unwavering resolve evident in every step. Their vehicles rumbled across the desolate terrain, carrying them to a barren wasteland where the very air seemed to seethe with malice. The dust swirled in chaotic tempests, as if the land itself resented their presence, a grim herald of the challenges that lay ahead.

  "I guess this is the place where the signal was detected," Tsuyoshi said, his tone uncertain.

  Joseph surveyed the desolation. "It doesn’t look like much," he muttered. "But something about this feels off. It’s too perfect for a trap."

  "No kidding," Yuki chimed in, arms crossed. "We’re miles from the city."

  "Trap or not, stay alert," Mai instructed, her sharp eyes scanning their surroundings.

  Mari’s face grew pale, her voice trembling. "I’m picking up... something. A bad aura. It feels like we’re surrounded."

  Before anyone could respond, an arrow tore through the air, heading straight for Mari. Yoshinori moved in a blur, intercepting the projectile just in time. Mari’s eyes met his with silent gratitude, and they nodded to one another in mutual understanding.

  The group barely had time to breathe before the enemy revealed themselves. From every angle, monsters and demons emerged—ground forces flanked them, while airborne creatures circled overhead, their growls and roars forming a deafening symphony of malice.

  Among them stepped the cyborg demon, his form gleaming with sinister enhancements. The stolen core pulsed in his chest, a grotesque trophy and source of unimaginable power. The group stood frozen, their gazes locked in awe and determination as they spotted the stolen core embedded in the chest of the cyborg demon, its eerie glow pulsing with raw energy. Without exchanging a word, their eyes met, silently crafting a strategy, the unspoken bond between them sharpening their focus for the battle to come.

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  He glared directly at Joseph.

  "Yoceph Binyamiyn Carmen!" he roared, his voice shaking the earth. "Come out and face me!"

  Joseph’s teammates exchanged confused glances, then turned to him. "Do you know that guy?" Yuki asked.

  "Not even a little," Joseph snapped. "And that’s not my name!"

  Mai frowned. "Then why’s he calling you Yoceph Binyamiyn Carmen?"

  Joseph threw his hands up in frustration. "I hate it when people use the Hebrew version of my name!"

  The cyborg demon snarled, energy crackling around him. "You will pay for what you did!"

  The battlefield fell silent, tension thickening as the enemy forces tightened their circle. The fight was about to begin.

  The cyborg demon approached Joseph’s group, his crimson eyes scanning each of them with a predatory intensity. “Who among you is Joseph? Is he with you?” the demon growled, his voice grating like steel against stone. Before he could continue, Joseph stepped forward, cutting him off with a raised hand and a glare brimming with frustration.

  “I’ll stop you right there, you cybernetic abomination,” Joseph snapped, pointing a finger at the towering figure. “First off, it’s Joseph Benjamin, not Yoceph Binyamiyn. And second, who the hell are you supposed to be?”

  Their gazes locked, and the cyborg demon’s hateful eyes burned brighter. “You don’t remember me, do you?” he hissed, his voice dripping with venom. “You killed my brother.”

  Joseph, ever one to poke at the hornet’s nest, tilted his head with mock confusion. “Your brother? Sorry, you’ll have to be more specific. I’ve taken out so many bad guys and their relatives, I’ve lost track. Honestly, it’s hard to keep a tally.” His teasing tone only fanned the flames of the cyborg demon’s rage.

  The demon growled, stepping closer. “You killed him in Sendai,” he snarled, the memory vivid in his mind.

  Joseph smirked as recognition dawned on him. “Ah, now I remember! The resemblance is uncanny. But let me tell you something—he got what he deserved. And when I’m done with you, you’ll share his fate for wreaking havoc in Sendai.”

  The cyborg demon’s body tensed, his mechanical limbs whirring as he stepped into Joseph’s personal space. “Very well,” he seethed. “I’ll make sure to rip you in half myself.”

  The tension crackled between them, electric and suffocating. Both sides held their breath as Joseph and the cyborg demon locked eyes, daring the other to make the first move. In unison, they gave the signal—and chaos erupted.

  Joseph’s group and the cyborg demon’s army clashed, a violent symphony of blades, claws, and energy blasts tearing through the battlefield. As the war unfolded, the cyborg demon retreated momentarily, observing the fight with calculating precision. Meanwhile, Joseph and his team activated their combat armored suits, moving like a well-oiled machine as they fought through hordes of monsters and demons.

  With practiced ease, Joseph transformed his baton into a glowing disc, slicing through enemies like a blade of light. From his visor, he unleashed a concentrated energy beam that cut swathes through the opposition. By his side, Tsuyoshi’s team pressed forward, creating openings and dismantling their foes with surgical precision.

  But the cyborg demon’s fury boiled over as his minions fell one by one. Activating the core embedded in his chest, he unleashed a surge of power that crackled around him like a storm. In an instant, he charged at blinding speed, vanishing into invisibility before launching a surprise counterattack.

  Caught off guard, Joseph’s team struggled to recover as the cyborg demon struck with devastating precision. Joseph, however, seized a brief opportunity to use his XPT energy, forcing the demon back into visibility. Before he could press his advantage, the cyborg demon delivered a thunderous punch, sending Joseph hurtling through the air. He landed hard, sliding across the scorched ground before springing back to his feet.

  “Not bad,” Joseph muttered, sliding his disc onto a magnetic hanger at his back. He clasped his hands together, forming intricate signs with swift precision, his movements reminiscent of a martial artist preparing a devastating technique. As his disc detached and hovered before him, splitting into three spinning segments, a radiant flame began to form in the center.

  “Freestyle Fireball Jutsu: Flame Thrower!” Joseph declared, exhaling a powerful stream of fire through the spinning discs. The inferno roared across the battlefield, engulfing the cyborg demon in a torrent of searing heat, its intensity darkening the sky.

  But Joseph’s victory was short-lived. From within the blaze, the cyborg demon inhaled deeply, siphoning the flames into his nostrils with an unsettling ease. Stunned, Joseph’s energy reserves dwindled as the demon’s throat glowed ominously, a low hum building like a brewing storm.

  With a deafening roar, the cyborg demon unleashed the flames back at Joseph, amplified into a fiery maelstrom. The blast struck Joseph with overwhelming force, pushing him backward as his armored suit began to buckle and melt under the unrelenting heat. The explosion flung him to the ground, leaving his team momentarily stunned.

  As Joseph struggled to rise, the cyborg demon’s maniacal laughter echoed across the battlefield, a chilling prelude to the devastation still to come.

  “Joseph!!!...” Yuki’s desperate cry echoed across the battlefield as he sprang to his feet, charging at the cyborg demon with his weapon raised. His strikes were swift, but the cyborg demon’s agility and skill allowed him to dodge and parry effortlessly. With a malicious grin, the demon seized Yuki by the neck, lifting him off the ground before slamming him down with bone-crushing force. The impact sent a violent tremor through the earth, cracking the ground beneath them.

  The rest of Joseph’s team, alongside Tsuyoshi and his group, charged in, their fury mirroring Yuki’s as they unleashed a synchronized assault. But despite their combined efforts, the cyborg demon was relentless, moving with a predatory grace that seemed almost unnatural. He swatted them aside, each strike landing with bone-jarring force. They reached for the core embedded in his chest, but the demon’s defenses were impenetrable. One by one, they were incapacitated, their strength drained as they lay weak on the ground, unable to move a muscle.

  “Pathetic,” the cyborg demon sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “This is the fate of those who dare cross me and harm my kin.”

  He slowly approached, the deadly intent in his eyes clear. “Now, it’s time to finish you off, just like I did with Yoceph.”

  The demon’s cold words were cut short as, from the corner of their eyes, a brilliant blue surge of energy erupted into the sky. It tore through the clouds, lighting up the heavens with its radiance. A voice, booming and powerful, echoed across the battlefield like a triumphant anthem. “HE’S BACKKK!!!”

  The cyborg demon, Joseph’s team, and Tsuyoshi’s group all turned their gaze toward the source of the energy, awe evident on their faces. In the distance, they saw Joseph, standing tall and unscathed, his suit regenerating rapidly as the echoes of the “MONTAGEM_CORAL_1.0__HE_S_BACKKK!” soundtrack blared from the remnants of his armor. His muscles flexed, his aura crackling with immense power as he stood like a force of nature, ready for his dramatic return.

  The sight was nothing short of awe-inspiring. Joseph’s team stared in disbelief, astonished that their leader had survived and was now more powerful than ever. Even the cyborg demon faltered for a moment, his arrogance momentarily replaced by shock.

  Without hesitation, Joseph closed the distance in the blink of an eye, moving faster than the demon could react. He reached out, grabbing the cyborg demon by the face and slamming him into the ground with enough force to send a shockwave through the battlefield. The cyborg demon was tossed aside like a ragdoll, struggling to regain his bearings.

  As the battle music gradually faded into the background, Joseph stood tall among his recovering team. With a fierce resolve, he unleashed a burst of gaseous XPT energy from his suit, the energy swirling around him before enveloping his comrades. Their strength returned in an instant, their bodies brimming with newfound power as they rose to their feet, ready to continue the fight.

  Joseph turned to face his team, his expression fierce and unwavering. “Now, then, shall we finish off this godforsaken cyborg demon?” he asked, his voice steady and commanding. His team nodded in unison, a fire igniting in their eyes as they prepared for the final assault.

  The cyborg demon, struggling to regain his composure, barely had time to react as Joseph and his team, joined by Tsuyoshi and his group, launched their full fury at him. Each member unleashed devastating attacks, their combined power overwhelming the demon’s defenses. The cyborg demon fought back, but the sheer force of their assault was too much for him to handle.

  With a final, coordinated strike, Tsuyoshi thrust his fist into the demon’s chest, his hand sinking deep into the cyborg’s body. In one fluid motion, he ripped the core from the demon’s chest, the source of his power. The resulting explosion tore through the battlefield, shattering the demon’s form into pieces as the core was torn away. The remnants of the cyborg demon disintegrated, leaving nothing but the smoke and ash of a once-powerful adversary.

  As the group prepared to depart with the stolen core in their possession, the air around them grew heavy. A towering figure emerged from the shadows—the cyborg demon's master. His mere presence halted their movement, his oppressive aura thick with darkness and malice. He spoke, his voice a cascade of venomous threats, but his words meant nothing to the group. They exchanged knowing glances, their silence affirming their shared resolve. There was no need to look back; they already knew what he was. Evil.

  Joseph let out a weary sigh, his patience thinning. Without turning, he glanced at his team. "So," he muttered, his voice calm yet pointed, "who’s taking care of this guy?"

  No one answered. The tension hung in the air like a coiled spring.

  Joseph inhaled deeply, his lips curling into a thin smile. "Fine."

  Without hesitation, his armored hand shifted, sleek metal plates sliding and clicking into place as it morphed into a high-powered blaster. He raised it, aimed, and fired in one swift motion. A single energy beam tore through the demon’s master, cutting short his menacing aura. The lifeless body crumpled to the ground with an unceremonious thud.

  As the faint hum of the blaster dissipated, Joseph's hand seamlessly returned to its original form. He turned back to his team, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "From now on," he announced, his tone laced with dry humor, "every fight’s a challenge. Let’s see who racks up the highest kill count."

  The team exchanged amused glances, nodding in agreement. The unspoken competition lit a spark of camaraderie among them as they mounted their vehicles and made their way back to Sendai.

  Upon their arrival, they were greeted by the city manager, who listened intently as they recounted their mission. When they presented the stolen core, her face lit up with gratitude. "Your efforts have been invaluable," she said, her voice warm and sincere. "Thank you, all of you."

  She approached Joseph, offering a personal thanks and a firm handshake. The rest of the group received similar gestures of appreciation before they stepped outside, ready to embark on their next mission.

  Tsuyoshi, standing near the portal, turned to them with a small bow of respect. "Thank you again for everything," he said, shaking hands with each of them in turn.

  With a final nod of resolve, the group stepped into the portal, their forms vanishing into the swirling brilliance of its light.