Corruption of Rome Ch. 05
V
By John Bear Jr.
The next morning Nadia met with Cassia and Marius in his office. She explained that she was, in fact, an agent with the Ministry. Nadia's parents were slain in an attack on her village outside of the empire. Wandering the wastelands in search of food, she was picked up by the Minister and transported to a training camp in the future. Nadia lived as a university student for several years, undergoing increasingly intense training. She explained that the Ministry is a Christian splinter group that emerges several hundred years before their present time. Their leader, Decencio XII, spreads his ideology by force across Eurasia, often under the guise of health and sanitation. Decencio's ideas are the psychological equivalent of the yet to be thought germ theory.
He proposed that all of Nature emanated from the human mind and that, by controlling the strongest human force -- desire -- the world would be saved from our humanity. In sum, Decencio could be considered a paradisical utopian activist who sought to achieve world peace by asexuality and strict abstinence, she explained.
Though he is rarely discussed in Marius' time, his descendants have benefited massively from his foresight. They are in the throes of a tooth and nail war against the other major families on Earth. Unfortunately for them, none of the other families have benefitted as much from 21st century technology nor have they any of those families adopted views that resembled Cassia and Marius'.
Nadia insisted that the Minister did not know that Marius was the chosen one. She only suspected that something important was happening in Arles. Nadia, seeing an opportunity to escape her tortured life, vowed to mislead the Minister as long as she could so that Marius could operate safely. According to the history she was taught, Arles falls with the rest of Rome several decades from now. They still have time, she said.
Nadia was shocked to learn that neither of them had a plan. Cassia's plan was to follow Marius, and Marius had no plan. He didn't want to tell them about the light that guided him. He was intrigued by the story Nadia told, but not enough to research any further. He had no idea such a Ministry existed while he was alive, either. Marius maintained faith that this light would show him the way.
When the two women left, he thought about the coming few decades. He wondered what a war would look like and how his powers would help before, during and after one. He didn't see how, but he knew that there would be something. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been brought impossibly back to the past. Otherwise his life wouldn't have escaped the slow, all-pervasive, degradation of the 21st century non-rich.
"Professor," he heard as he awoke from his reverie.
"Yes, how can I help you?
It was Taylor. She wanted to drop the acting class. She told Marius that she didn't think that woman was going to be there and that, anyway, the class made her feel uncomfortable. She didn't like pretending to be someone else. They were performing some plays and she realized she might have to kiss one of the other women on stage. She never, in a million years, would have done that, even if it was pretend. Marius smiled.
"Ok, if that's what you want, I'll make sure to take you off the list."
"You don't think it's weird to drop the class like this?"
"Nope."
"I just think it's weird. I mean... I love pretending. I thought I'd get a lot out of being someone else. Being me is so hard sometimes..."
"It's not weird."
"Ok, maybe I'll stay. It's pretend, after all. We are dressing up and everything. The character I'm supposed to play, she's everything I want to be. She goes for what she wants!"
"So, you'll stay in the acting class?"
"Yes, never mind. I'll stay. Thanks professor, you're the best."
Marius remained detached. He decided to do some of the administrative work he was supposed to do.
Monica arrived. She also wanted to drop the acting class. She said she was uncomfortable kissing another woman. She wouldn't mind kissing a man, she admitted. She was playing a man, she said. She pulled her hair up behind her head to demonstrate what that would look like. She said she didn't mind, but she couldn't put herself in a kissing mood, man or not. She couldn't believe how bold this character was. He simply followed his desires. If he wanted to kiss, he kissed, if he wanted to run, he ran. It was so not her, she explained. I want to be that way, but it's just too much, she said. He's just the man I want though, she thought.
"Ok, if you don't want to take the class, I can remove you from its register. No problem."
"On second thought," she hastened, "I'll stay..." she demurred.
"Absolutely."
"Professor, I'm so afraid. I'm excited, but I'm scared. Being here, with you, I... I feel like I'm changing. I know that's what learning is about, but I... I don't want a war. I'm so afraid."
"Don't worry Monica, it's going to be alright."
Monica began to cry. She moved to Marius to be consoled. She cried into his chest for a short while. Marius refrained from touching her inappropriately. She looked up at him with tears streaming down her face and felt incredibly safe. She brushed the tears from her eyes and wiped the liquids from her face with her robe. She laughed, red in the face and said, "That was something. Thanks," before saying their polite goodbyes.
At lunch, Cassia listened carefully to Marius' retelling of the morning and smiled knowingly. Internally, she was astounded by the passive effect Marius' presence had on everyone. Not only could he fuck, but women hurried to corrupt themselves as long as he was within a mile radius. They had no idea that it was him who made them do this. Cassia reflexively noticed, after this realization, that the women had become more pliable. Even the most aggressive warmongers among the students had softened to Cassia's charms. It's working, she thought.
"Evelyn, how nice to see you," said Marius in his office.
"Professor, I need to talk to you," she said as she closed the door behind her.
"Sure."
"No, I need to talk to you."
"Ok?"
"Come here, stupid," she giggled. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said, "I've been missing you," before leaning in for a peck. "Taylor told me how you helped her see that she wanted to stay in the acting class," she told him before pecking him again. "I think that's a great idea because once she finally experiences kissing," she pecked, "She'll never go back," she finished before kissing him with more intention. Evelyn felt Marius's hard cock against her stomach. She rested her hand on it and look at him "Someone's happy to see me," she joked. She ran her hands along his chest and leaned into him before taking a sharp breath. "This is a lot for me, you know. I've never felt like this with anyone," she confessed.
"You're doing a great job."
"Thank you. Can I go further?"
"Yes."
With that she instructed Marius to let her do it. She lifted his robe and rubbed his naked cock softly while kissing him. I love this, she said, I wish we could be like this forever. As she continued to kiss Marius, she wondered how long this would take. She knew that he would eventually come and that that would make him feel good. She wanted to make him feel amazing. She purred.
"I'm close," said Marius, interrupting their soft kisses.
"What do I do?"
"I'm not sure."
Acting quickly, Evelyn moved to the side to mitigate the spray. Marius covered her forearm in cum and sprayed the rest onto the ground and his own robe. Evelyn looked at her hand with awe. She quickly wondered what she was supposed to do with all this liquid. She couldn't wipe it off on anything. Marius found some fabric in his closet and used it to wipe his robe, Evelyn's arm and the floor.
"That should do it," he said.
"It's so messy. Maybe next time I'll make sure it's easier to clean up," she winked.
"Sounds great."
When Evelyn left, Marius saw that his robe would show his ejaculate. Though he was becoming freer of shame, he certainly didn't want such an obvious stain on his character. He decided to call the attending officer using the bell and remain seated during the conversation. When she arrived, he was astounded by her plain beauty. An uneducated farmer, she was witty and pleasant. She seemed to enjoy the work she was doing. Flavia, that was her name, informed Marius that he could have any robe he liked and that he didn't technically need to wear the officer's outfit. In fact, he could wear something more befitting of a teacher, even a statesman. She quickly returned with the catalogue and invited him to choose. Marius requested the same outfit without as much armor.
Flavia was just as quick at fulfilling his request. She hurried off immediately after Marius confirmed that his request had been filled. She's efficient, he thought.
On their walk home, Cassia decided to explain to Marius more of the organization she was a part of. While they are organized around an anonymous prophecy written centuries ago, it was only recently that the organization began to profit from the accuracy of the prophecy. Thus, her organization was still growing. Their literary corpus was assembled from some of the most cursed texts in the known world, she said. Their organization was barely organized, and neither was their thought. They were absolutely certain that, among other things, there was a chosen one who would bring stability to their ideas. She told Marius that, though there had been some naysayers, herself included, they mostly believed that he was the chosen one and were committed to offering increasing resources depending on his performance. Some of their members were among the most powerful in Rome. Though they presently take the war more seriously than a battle for the hearts and minds of the world, they don't see those efforts as incompatible. On the contrary, she said, my next report to them will suggest that you could have a dramatic effect on the war. To tell you the truth, she continued, despite all the good you're doing here, Rome is in serious trouble and we're willing to try anything at this point. Marius still didn't see the connection between corrupting beautiful women and saving Rome, but he was amused by the idea as well as by Cassia's passion.
As Marius laid awake in his bed, his meagre intellect struggled with what Nadia and Cassia had told him. To him, the world of ideas and the world he lived in were separate. People thought what they thought, and people did what they did, no big deal. Furthermore, Marius thought that his uncomplicated worldview, which involved not thinking too hard, was superior to thinking hard but in the wrong way. He began to doubt Cassia and Nadia. It is what it is, Marius thought. I'm going to go day by day and not worry about the big picture, he decided. As he drifted off to sleep, the light appeared in a more solid form, climbing into his ear. Sensing that it could not find a way into Marius' intellect, it decided to enter his dreams...
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