Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.

"Lick it," Anon commanded, showing his hand to Ren.

"I will not," Ren replied defiantly.

"Listen, friend. I\'m giving you an opportunity to live. Don\'t test my patience and lick it," Anon spoke, his eyes glowing with a purple radiance.

Ren immediately felt a surge of fear and reluctantly complied, licking Anon\'s hand.

[A new target has been found. Would you like to use the skill <Mind Control>?]

\'Yes...\'

<Memory Eater>

Suddenly, memories flooded into Anon\'s mind.

<Level Up>

<Level Up>

<5 new skills have been learned>

<3 holy skills have been learned>

Numerous screens appeared before Anon, displaying the new information he had acquired.

Ren\'s eyes turned a shade of gray as Anon extracted every single memory from his mind.

<Memory Alter>

Memories surged back into Ren\'s head, and he regained his senses.

"What have you done to me?" Ren asked, fear etched on his face.

"Nothing. I\'ve merely created a copy of all your memories in my mind. From what I\'ve gathered, I must say your mother looks very attractive, and your sisters... delightful," Anon remarked, sticking out his tongue provocatively.

"Don\'t you dare touch my family, you motherfucker!" Ren shouted, his rage barely contained. However, he lacked the energy to act upon his anger, and Anon had an army of ogres at his command.

"Well, you\'re a devoted son, Ren. I wonder what will happen when this devoted son walks into his own house, forcefully undresses his own mother, bends her down and holds her fown in front of me, as he opens her pussy lips for my dick to enter inside her thick pussy and holds her while I fill her womb to the brim.

Ren, I will make you my little slave, a soldier ready to obey my every command. And mark my words, I\'m not bluffing. You will be the one luring your mother and sisters for me to fuck to death, Willingly. After that i will turn them into my slaves too and take the full control of your house." Anon stated, a twisted smile on his face.

"You... Don\'t you dare..." Ren lunged at Anon, unsheathing his sword. But before he could even touch Anon, No.300 struck him in the cerebellum, rendering him unconscious with a single blow.

"Undress him. I\'ll be changing clothes with him," Anon commanded No.300.

"Yes, your majesty," No.300 replied, proceeding to remove Ren\'s clothing.

Anon changed into the noble attire of the academy.

"Take him back to the base. I\'ll deal with him later," Anon ordered as he looked at ren for the last time.

"Yes, your majesty," No.300 bowed and picked up Ren.

Anon started to run again towards the academy but no.300 interrupted him before he could\'ve run.

"Your majesty, there is something else," No.300 said as her face turned red.

"Yes?"

"Your majesty, as per your command, i have prepared 30 most beautiful girls from my team with biggest boobs and huge asses as you have commanded.

I was wondering, should i join them as well ?" No.300 asked.

"Yes, you should and when i enter inside the room tonight i better see them fully naked and ready to service my cock. Do you understand ?" Anon spoke.

"I-I understand, your majesty." No.300 spoke as she felt a current running through her pussy.

Anon again started running towards the academy.

After 10 minutes...

Anon arrived at the academy and won the race, even received the prize from Kale.

No one recognized him; they all believed he was Ren.

As the sun rose, everyone returned to their homes, but some people lingered near the Nightmare Forest, waiting for Anon to emerge. Seti, Luna, Silk, the leader of the Martial House, and their soldiers stood in anticipation, while Jack concealed himself in the nearby trees, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike.

"Sir, we\'ve searched everywhere near the forest, but Anon is nowhere to be found," a knight from the Martial House reported.

"Well, we\'ve searched and done everything we could for the young man, but it seems we won\'t find him now. Send ten platinum coins to his family as a reward for saving my daughter. We will not forget the debt we owe," the Martial House leader declared.

Luna felt an indescribable sadness welling up inside her, unable to understand why she felt so troubled.

"Anon, where are you?" Luna searched tirelessly, looking for any sign of him.

"Anon, Anon, where are you?" Letti called out his name, hoping for a response from the woods.

Tears welled up in Seti\'s eyes.

"Why did I push you so hard, Anon? Please don\'t leave me. Please," Letti pleaded, tears streaming down her face.

"Luna, let\'s go back. We should leave, it\'s morning already," the Martial House leader commanded.

"Yes, Dad," Luna obediently followed, trying to comprehend her overwhelming emotions.

After three hours, everyone departed, leaving only one person behind, still searching for Anon.

"Anon, please reply. Anon... sob-sob," Letti cried out, calling for him.

"I don\'t think he will reply."

A voice echoed behind Letti.

Startled, Letti turned around and saw someone she least expected.

"Sir Ren."

"Hello, Miss Letti," Ren greeted her with a smile.

"Are you here to mock me, Sir Ren? If that\'s the case, I accept my defeat. I am the biggest loser, and I am useless as a teacher. Are you satisfied now? Please, leave. I beg of you. Anon, where are you?" Letti\'s voice trembled as she continued to call for Anon.

"Well, if that\'s how you feel, I will depart immediately, little Princess," Ren replied.

"Thank you, Sir Re..." Suddenly, something clicked in Letti\'s mind.

"Wait, that phrase, \'little Princess.\' Anon used to call me that. How do you know it?"

"Well, it\'s my little secret," Ren winked, teasing Letti.

"Anon? Is that you?" she asked, hope flickering in her eyes.

"Indeed, Princess," Anon said, his voice transitioning from Ren\'s to his original tone.

"Sob-sob... You bastard," Letti cried as she immediately hugged Anon.

"Why are you crying like a child? Didn\'t I tell you I would win this race?" Anon asked.

"Yes, you did. You did," Letti responded through her tears.

[Author: Shit is about to get dark in next chapter, read at your own risk.]